tis the season yet again

christmas time,
year end blues,

never been so stressed,

but family's here and loved ones too,

making everything not so bad.


ive laughed, cried, shouted and suffered in silence, and i still feel in a bubble i cant break free.

so ive started something everybody's been pestering me to do,

since ive conformed to everything i hated in my youth, i might as well.

good night and good luck.

ive been robbed

the 3rd of december, was one helluva day,

my news show didnt have any mistakes, i thought what a day,

then went to go eat steamboat at aman suria, the place i always heard about that was good,

made so many wrong turns, was too busy talking, got stuck in so much unnecessary jam, finally reached the place, it was not there anymore, its now an old time kopitiam or somthing like that, starbucksy type of places that sell you kopi-o.

fuckin hungry just decided to go Uptown for some lok,lok.

couldn't get parking near DU kopitiam, so parked nearer to vichuda side, crossing the back alleys, thinking how safe this country is compared to what it looks like.

had some lok,lok some monday bah kut teh also, which is really rare. then decided to get some DVDs from ss2.

parked again a street away, more jam cause it was pasar malam. before leaving the car, thought it was safe enough to leave the bags in the backseat, because hell there aint shit in em.

cross the back alley again thinking it looks dodgy but ive been doing it for years. didnt buy much dvds, walked through the pasar malam, didnt buy shit either. wanted to go murni for some supper,

it wasnt open.

when to wong kok char chan teng instead, man it looks really barney like now.

then finally decided to walk back, through the back alleys, safe as usual, then i noticed my car light was on,

i thought shit, fuckin left it on, when in the car, kept repeatedly closing the doors and boot before me and my colleagues realised that all our bags were missing, shit

mother fucka! they fuckin stole the shit, and nothing in the car was broken they only managed to jam the boot section and stole everything from there.

everything worthless, i had no money no shit, just my favourite crappy bag ive been using to travel around australia, thailand, cambodia, singapore, indonesia......it's now its own traveller, i hope it gets sold to some backpacker who ends up in europe, may my yellor rakpack travel places further than i'd imagine, and may we meet up someday at the sunny beaches in ipanema.

abd FUCK you little petty thieves that like stealing useless pieces of crap! have you ever heard of stealing from rich people!?

if you're happy and you know it

this is what it all boils down to,

fri night, sitting alone at happy cafe,

having sliced fish in ginger onion sauce and carlsberg 100 something anniversary brew, big bottle all by myself.

listening to the beatles on the radio and watching my super ex-girlfriend on the tv.

my face, gets harder and harder each day, im starting to look like some war-torn drink seller.

IT aint easy, but i don;t give up that easily,

if it were too easy, i'd be bored anyway.

so cut the shit, tomorrow has just begun.

aight