Don't speak. Don't converse. Don't discuss. with the voices in you. They're the bad ones.
I'm trying very hard not to entertain the doubts in me because they will just mislead me. But if I keep silent, without speaking with the inside of me, I will feel empty. I feel incomplete. I need to fill up that space.
I need to make use of time. I need ...change.
Gradually, I WILL attain these for inner peace and Allah S.W.T.
Insha'Allah.
MY NEIGHBORHOOD AT 9P.M by M. Rizal
kental siut piktur piktur nih!
See, at this age, being nice to girls has been quite a task because they're so independent. I mean, what's there to be kind about when in their eyes, everything we men do is just an act of questioning their ability to do it themselves. Picture this; you're in the MRT, pretty darned packed, and you see this girl looking all tired in front of you, you offer her your seat and she rolled her eyes at you and walked away! That's exactly what I mean.
And this is happening all around me, no, I don't mean only the strangers, even my friends and classmates. Everything I do towards a woman, is deemed to be that there's a hidden agenda behind it. AND when I did help a girl, her friends will see her like she's some bitch. I mean come on, just because she's more open-minded than you doesn't make her a hoe and it certainly doesn't mean you're more independent than she is. I'm pretty positive this is happening to all other men too, I mean come on, thanks to modernization everyone is given this strike of hope to be independent and some of them perceived it too literally up to a point when they're living for themselves only.
It's funny because there's about a million guides on how men should treat the ladies right but I think right now, we need more guides on how the ladies should treat the men. Being independent is good but too much is like having ego bigger than Africa. Not all men are jerks, some can actually make your day if you give them the chance.
Life is too beautiful to live just by your own. Share your smile to the world, it's too beautiful to be hiding only at your mirror.
What work of art (film, book, record, whatever) changed your life?
Submitted by bodhibound.
Not exactly a work of art, but an art on it's own; Hip Hop.
I was never a smart kid, not exactly diligent or hardworking. Since young, I've always been that average kid just passing by. Just that usual classmate you must've had back in the days, you know the kid who don't talk much, usually pass his tests by 1 mark or two, average in class, and just very quiet every time.
That was me. See I grew up around parents who nailed in my thoughts that - "don't have friends because they will never be there for you and they're bad" and I live by that so I was a pretty good kid in my parent's eyes. Never really had any friendship attachments, never really talk, well, exactly like your typical "hi and bye" kind of classmate - nothing more.
My only attachments? Family and cousins. We're very close, I love going to Johor Bahru and just stay at my cousin place for my June Holidays. It's just fun hanging out around them - they're the only friends that I have.
About that time around Primary 5-6, I got introduced to music. I have a crazy cool Uncle, my dad's only brother, who used to be a English Teacher, sometimes he would come down to my place and tutor my siblings and myself. Aside from that, he's also an avid guitarist. He gave us guitars, score book and all. But I never really got along to playing it, never really like it I guess. But to my brother, guitar came to him naturally so it's almost amazing how he got so well playing it.
So now we have these 2 brothers trying to play music getting introduced to you know, rock/metal music. At first, I find fascination in Metallica, Nirvana, SlipKnot, Korn, Limp Bizkit, Soulfly, POD, etc. About that time to Cable TV and internet became accessible so now we have MTV and Sound Galaxy (downloading music, yo).
And there I saw him. Eminem, he was the in-thing back then. You know, I would download his stuffs, then get to know Dr Dre, then Snoop Dogg, then study alittle back to get to know NWA, Tupac, etc. Just like guitar came naturally to my brother, Hip Hop was really natural to me. And from there - I just kept on going.
Because I was never close to anyone in Singapore, naturally I spread my love for hip hop first in Johor Bahru, where my friends (cousins) are at. I still remember my first ever Hip Hop gig/party at Skudai Parade, JB. It was mad fun. I always have a lot of ideas in my mind, and it helps that I'm living in a environment that's very resourceful.
At around 12-13 I created my first documentary on this JB breakdancing crew, Bionics Crew. It was just a small time crew from where my cousin live at but the experience was great. I made CD copies of it and distribute it to their network.
Around that time too I started Divine-Aura - a small time online hip hop forum. At around 15-16, I released Voices from Beneath Volume 1.
Around that time too I started to run a 4 part lesson on Rap Fundamentals.
At 17 I joined partnership to come out with Resurgence print media. Later I took over it and gave you www.rsg-online.com with the help of 2 of the best editors I could ever have.
At 19 I organized my first show.
From a nobody, I became somebody. Hip Hop helped me a lot. I didn't have an aim before, yes, no ambition or whatsoever but I created one. I was a helpless EM2 student dropped to EM3 then moved on to Normal Technical stream then ITE before I actually entered Polytechnic. Honestly, I doubt I could do that if my mindset wasn't right, if I wasn't working towards something. Hip Hop influenced me enough to gave me an ambition. Right now, I speak better than most of you, at my age, I've achieved things more than people at my age would, and frankly, I'm very thankful for that. I would not be here right now if hip hop wasn't there.
I don't live Hip Hop but it has been there for me long enough to help me reinforce myself.
Interesting write-up about friendship I came across. Pretty much illustrate what my thoughts are currently about a few individuals ...
pretty good friends the next year,
don't talk that often the next year,
and don't want to talk at all the year after that.
So, I just wanted to say,
even if I never talk to you again in my life,
you are special to me and you have made a difference in my life,
I look up to you, respect you, and truly cherish you..
imperfect with desires ...
Think too much - feel nothing
Feel too much - think nothing
Numb.
We are numb.
Concrete is life
Concrete is love
There is no love - just concrete
Numb
I've turned numb
Part of me belong to the city
Night and day
- just living for the city
I feel nothing
I think a lot
I live nothing
because the city live for me.
"I hate myself"
"Don't be"
"Everyone hate themselves sometime"
Why do I hate myself?
Why can't we love ourselves?
Is loving hard? How do we love ourselves?
It's so much easier to just.. hate.
Have you ever recycled an old computer or laptop? Where did you take it, and what steps did you take to protect your personal information?
Not really. I live in a house full of unused computer, spare graphic cards, cpu, ram, monitors lying around. More or less, it's close to a computer junkyard. It just run in my family, my dad and brother are computer enthusiasts and together we just love to mess around with those PCs and trying to tweak our systems to the limit using minimal parts. It's crazy fun.
If I ever got the chance (and money) to do up an old PC back, I would install Linux on it and make it a Media Center for my room. Huge hard disk space, crazy cooling system, fast cpu, 2 gb ram, graphics with dvi/tv out, creative audio, and damn, I'll have my enjoyment.
But all that it's about 1000$ away so I guess I'll never find enjoyment. -__-
