::Bashi Qu::

‘It’s just another beautiful day
For Baby Blue Eyes
He has his hands in his pockets
Fingers around his knife’

Ok, today, I fell in love all over again with the guy that I used to have a crush on. Does that mean that I have a double crush on him? How is that even possible? Isn’t that going to make the person feel heavy? What about if I had a triple crush on him? Would he get flattened by the excess and unnecessary love that may or may not be a future consequence? Whatever Bashi, keep on trying to be a love-sick poetic any longer and I might just kill myself.

Right, I’ve got loads of homework to do that I know I have to hand in by tomorrow especially my Psychology and my Drama paper work. All I have to do is complete a few essays, three sets of notes and annotate a whole script. Not too hard, right?

I guess Ramadhan is one of the most beautiful months of the Islamic calendar (All of them are beautiful months). Anyway, Ramadhan is cool because you get to see hot headed people actually being calm…

Nothing more to do but scan a few pics!

It’s a quarter to six in the morning. I still haven’t taken a shower yet. I need to get ready to go to school. Hey, some of us need to jam the traffic by going to school at six thirty and I’ll be there on the road doing my part of the job. How about you?

I guess I’ve gotta be nice to people more… I feel guilty over nothing……. I need to take a shower. Later’z.

Don’t drink Coffee when you know you’re going to sleep after that. I’ve been awake for almost five hours now. Man, I need to raise my immune system to Level five if I’m ever going to get rid of insomnia. Anyway, time’s a wastin’.

It’s the month of Ramadhan where Muslims all over the world start to fast. Depending on what Islamic branch they are some of us can’t drink water during our fast while others can. Interesting. Doesn’t matter anyway, in the end, we get to eat. Oh! That reminds me. If you’re thinking that fasting is another way to get yourself thin, it won’t work unless you stay awake, exercise a bit and don’t stuff yourself at the end of the day. That’s just a waste of effort.

Aa! I started playing a game called Killer7. At first I thought it sucked because of teh controllers but then I got so damned used to it that I think I’m now at the last chapter of the game (Chapter: Smile). It’s so interesting but HOMEYA…Crazy storyline that boggles the depth of your mind. Just when you thought you understood the story they start feeding you weird bits and unglueable pieces into it. And when (SPOILER!!!) this guy starts talking and wanted to tell what is really happening he gets shot in the head by a French woman sniper in his cool  red sports car! Ugghh….

Anyway, I just wanted to fill this up nothing more than that. Off to continue some work now!

There’s a place worst than hell
And that is heaven gone sour…

I touched briefly upon your lips
My fingertips were cold
But that silent moment
Warmed my heart

Had it ever occured to you
My words are always muted
When I watch you pass by?
I guess not….