can't get it right

where do we go now?

noreply@blogger.com (Myron) — Sun, 18 Oct 2009 02:09:00 +0000

staring at the cursor blinking,

fingers frozen, mind has stopped thinking

what be the point of another endless rant

that brings nothing more than a life wasted in believing

i envy the oblivious

i despise the obvious

but what am i to do, if i continue to lie in the comfort of conforming

what good things must come to an end?

what lies we tell ourselves to protect the big truths.

enough..................

fuck you i won't do what you tell me,

motherfuckerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrz

hello again

noreply@blogger.com (Myron) — Thu, 15 Oct 2009 04:09:00 +0000

it's been quite awhile since my last confession

there was facebook and more focus on work, thank god im not yet a twitter addict

but now laying on my bed, shitting fluids the whole night, with titanic on star movies, i kind of remembered you my friend, the one that is always there

at least if nothing happens to google that is

i'm older, hardly any wiser, more tired's the word, make slightly a bit more cash then i used to, but not really conquering the world in my prime years.

I'm no Lewis Hamilton, no Cristiano ROnaldo, even if they are younger than me, they were of a different cut.

I'm what you could call the regular , was born a grande, but i'm hoping to be a venti.

there are a lot more worse off and there are also many having a better deal,

but as i watch Titanic yet again on cable, we are all the same when death comes a calling, it;s what you do with the cards dealt in your destiny,

i;m the king of the world........if i think i am.

just chillin

noreply@blogger.com (Myron) — Wed, 13 May 2009 04:49:00 +0000

last day off. Start breakfast with half a pint of guiness. Bloggin on handphone. Responsibility is just round the corner.

cutting edge

noreply@blogger.com (Myron) — Sun, 10 May 2009 09:10:00 +0000

vanity,

it never got to me, maybe that's why i look like the scruffiest looking thang around in my late 20s. maybe it was that line princess leia used on Han on hoth, scruffy looking, hell, solo was a pretty cool guy, ppl still liked him despite his scruffy outlook.

and the longer my hair grew, it just ended up like a natural luke skywalker do, so why bother getting it styled?

needless to say, the saloon is one of my less frequent hangouts....it was more to barbers. yeah you know the type ur dad used to go to? for the real man cut, where they take a safetyless blade and try their best not to slit your throat while singing their favourite bollywood anthem.

I just came back to penang to have one of those, just RM 8 for a cut and shave....it's dirt cheap, almost the same price in vietnam.

the difference however is they do a much better job in Nam.

over here they rush it, they treat ur face like cow's skin and i end up bleeding on my way home, but up north, you can actually get some grade A cut's and they take their damn time to give you that close shave, so no blood and they'll even clean ur ears and nose if you want to......but that's something i can manage on my own.

maybe it's something the french leftover, good coffee, great bread and professional barbers. to me i think it's just good ol commie pride.

country road

noreply@blogger.com (Myron) — Thu, 07 May 2009 09:14:00 +0000

it's more like flight path

the island heat reminds me why i left, but the cool after the sunset, reminds me where i belong

food portions are small but extra servings are always welcomed

if you see the same bus driver that picked yer up when yer was just a wee lad, still up and running, with a cigarette in his mouth.........you know yer just going to live forever

things may have changed here and there, you actually have to request that your si ham in your char kuay teow be undercooked, or else they'll murder it.

but if you can hear the waves crash on the rocks and sand, you know there's more to life than skyscrapers and starbucks

more romance in rome

noreply@blogger.com (Myron) — Wed, 06 May 2009 21:31:00 +0000

we going to take on the catalan giants

in our favourite european away ground

bye bye messi, it's time to give you a taste of some united pain.

floors

noreply@blogger.com (Myron) — Mon, 27 Apr 2009 02:14:00 +0000

the bathroom floor's dry when you're not around

how will i know that you've been up early preparing for the daily grind

the living room doesn't move, not an inch

how will i know where you've laid your head asleep or busy watching the tele

and worst of all,my bed is cold on the hottest nights

how can i dream of a better tomorrow

they sing for you

noreply@blogger.com (Myron) — Sun, 26 Apr 2009 12:10:00 +0000

you can be tired of slaving the entire day

frustrated at everyone that throws their bullshit on you for no apparent reason

and just plain depressed at the way the world has/will turn out.

but 5 balls hitting the back of the net for the team u love,

makes everything just ok.

that's when we can put our trust back into the human race.

the best things are the simplest of pleasures.

viva la vida

noreply@blogger.com (Myron) — Mon, 30 Mar 2009 01:40:00 +0000

80.22 that's what you left me

scrapping the bottom of the bottom yet every moment seems worth it

when you restart things get clearer, life gets richer

*&^%$#

by far the best concert i've ever been to, coldplay, that little band my brother introduced to me when he came back from his working stint in Liverpool, their charismatic wave had yet to hit our shores, but once yellow got out to my ear drums......there was just no turning back.

sooner or later everybody thought chris martin was kermit on drugs, but i've always had an affinity to singers with unconventional voices, corgan, brett anderson etc.
It boils back to x-factor, you might not hit the right pitch, look the look or walk the walk, but if you can connect to millions.........there's more than meets the eye.

then they released a rush of blood, everyone thought they had gotten super soft, almost canto-popish. But i just thought it was perfection to harmonics, take everything secondary and push and repeat the harmony. the rest only warmed up with a cool video for the scientist and clocks (the song that swept america for some reason)
My personal favourite to date would be amsterdam. COz time is on your side is on your side................and truth is.....warning sign could not get out of my head for the longest of time.

sooner or later it was time for x&y.......first heard the single speed of sound.......i thought "what the hell is going on?" it was a decent track but nothing really pulled me emotionally the thing that coldplay was always good for
but when i got my hands on the album, fix you just blew me away......along with talk (thanks to some research i have to give kraftwerk some of the credit for a great song). And the rest of the songs just kept getting better and better, really loved it and still wondered how the speed of sound even fit in the album in the first place........but hell it was a damn cool video.......so you gotta love the sound.

two concerts had passed me by in singapore, they first opened for travis and came back with twisted logic......something i was all hyped up for.......but nobody was interested..........it sucks to rock alone...............plus money was always a factor.........watching anything in the island state almost feels like a rip off....they don't let you go crazy yet they make you pay so much for it.

then came viva..... i was so excited on hearing the release, i youtubed some of the first few songs......and to be honest i was left disappointed, only viva la vida seemed coldplayish and it stood out.......the rest was a different world.....violet hill was pretty ok when i heard it on the airwaves but i was still looking for a damn pull...............

that's when lost and lovers in japan saved the day. I wondered how i managed to miss youtubing it in the first place.....i only heard it when prospekts march was being talked about. it hit the spot......it revived the fanatisicm, it convinced me to splash for the concert, it was the best ever thing that has happened to my life to date, they are great performers, i couldn't even tell if anything went wrong or slightly off....coz it didn;t.

i am totally blown over and will contradict everything that points otherwise from what i'm about to say.

they are the best band ever, all their songs rock coz i'm a freakin fan.

ring ring

noreply@blogger.com (Myron) — Tue, 03 Mar 2009 14:17:00 +0000

My first handphone, Nokia 2110

hand me down from my dad, it was pretty neat back in the day, the problem back then was the battery died really fast, but you could get one of those double sized battery additions, kinda like the new knight rider it transforms your car to a freakin truck.

but it was also fun navigating the menus in those days, you could remember like the menu number codes to jump to an application extra fast, and you could even extend the antennae a further 2 inches, like it made any difference.

Then came the sony erricson, nope....it was just erricson back then, T something, can't remember, another basic piece of crap, it had a flip which had no use what soever except to protect the keypad, so when it eventually broke off, it didn't make any difference, but they did have some snazzy ring tones and shit.

Got fed up after awhile with the conventional brands, soon headed to Alcatel, pretty nice and silvery, had a camera.....damn it was like the latest thing, a camera in a damn phone. Soon enough all the silver came off and it looked like a plastic piece of shit, but yet again it came with a whole other load of interesting tones but it didn't matter, using ur own mp3s was the thing.

so when i totally gave up on technology i went and got those motorolla RM150 phone, which i latter found out was the number one phone in cambodia......i loved everything about it, cheap, batt lasted forever, it had less screen space then my nokia 2110 (my first phone) can you imagine that?

I was so in love, i could drop it a million times and never gave a damn, but the relationship had to end when i couldn't save more than 200 contacts.........

that's when i went in the total opposite direction to my current babe the N95 aka swiss army phone. yup it does everything....even hangs from time to time.

but what's on the horizon? I-phones are always the rave, but it's more like a game console. i think i'll just end up a slave to a blackberry at some point

and that my life will truly be over.......i can't wait to be handphoneless

to be totally disconnected......

start all over again

noreply@blogger.com (Myron) — Sun, 01 Mar 2009 08:02:00 +0000

united play spurs tonight

league cup final

fergie is set to field his fledglings, since they got the team there in the first place

die hard fan as i am, mu will definitely win, whether or not Harry rested his men at the cost of getting kicked out of the UEFA cup.

that's how bad some of em want to beat the best, or maybe it was just a costly error in underestimation.

it's that time of year when it's hot and dry as hell, and when the rain comes and wash everything away in the evening, we are left with chilly nights.

there is no hunger, but we eat

there is no pain, but we fear

there is just nothing left to do anymore that excites our overstimulated minds and bodies

slaves of redundancy.....i want to appreciate things on a micro level

gone are the days of dominating the world and proving to everyone that their a bunch of idiots,

i'd rather read the most controversial political drama in the papers and start laughing like it's a sitcom, because it doesn't get funnier than cows and cars.

i mean, we are all going to be dead broke really soon, if not already, so like it or not, whether we hate each other, we still got to live in the same places and areas and we have to trust that we'll continue to preserve our way of lives for the good of all.

but nope, it's so much easier to hate, it's easier to destroy, to accuse

try making a car, it's probably easier and more fun to destroy it.

or what about a beautiful statue, or painting

what about a country? are we willing to sacrifice like our forefathers in harsher times or do we flee to wherever it's easier.

do we continue to complain without wanting to take the effort to make things better

nah, what am i talking about, this is our world, we just sit on our ass and let things pass us by, let's wait for something or someone else to bail us out from all our misery and mistakes

lets do absolutely nothing at all

it never ends

noreply@blogger.com (Myron) — Wed, 21 Jan 2009 11:50:00 +0000

Manchester united just got through to the semifinals of the league cup after beating derby 3-1 (i think) in the reply after coming off a terrible 1 nil defeat in the first leg.

united are top of the table with a game in hand, they recently beat chelsea and bolton, Ronaldo won the FIFA poy award and will most probably leave in the summer that;s if manchester wins everything, and they probably will, league cup, bpl, fa cup....but something tells me, winning the UCL twice in a row might be a bridge too far.

and all that footie update was just because i've been looking back at my previous posts and noticed i always had to talk about footie at the start of the year, making my half season predictions, which i;m proud to say always comes true.

Obama gets sworn in, tried to wake up to watch it live on CNN but was struggling, and it didn't seem like an inspired speech anyway, ain't no JFK stuff, just plain honesty that this year is gonna be rough and tough.

the last time the year of the ox came around we suffered an economy crisis too, nobody knows how long this one will drag, but it'll certainly be another new test for economist and normal people alike to start evolving.

i'm not sure whether i've become the man i wanted to be, or whether all my ideals have gone down the drain.......but somehow i still can live with myself and i know there are others out there who have hell to live with everyday.......

therefore i give praise, to who needs it, deserves it, strives for it.

we shall prevail

what a Difference a day makes

noreply@blogger.com (Myron) — Mon, 19 Jan 2009 10:50:00 +0000

back on leave for cny. .1st day. Woke up. Went for a run. Spied on girlfriend. Changed spoiled telephone. Bought rare washing machine filter. Bought 4d. Ate chicken rice. Got all birdshit from car washed. Talked to apartment management. Collected pass card. Washed all the dishes from last night. Played winning eleven. Lost in semi. Got hair cut and shave. Now getting tatoo while blogging wit hp.

children should be heard

noreply@blogger.com (Myron) — Sun, 21 Dec 2008 02:58:00 +0000

they may spend hours on disney, the playstation and even more on the internet

they are getting more disrespectful, violent and actually bigger in size

they are over xposed, overstimulated and plain over the moon sometimes.

but the children of tomorrow will always be a step ahead of us.

though most of the time, we just want them to be a version that was better than what we used to be, only more obedient, quiet and less irritating.

but if we take the time to push ourselves back to what it felt like to be young,

that feeling that all you wanted to do was not be young..........we soon realise that they ARE a better version,

surviving in a much more volatile world.........i guess experience differs from each individual.....but it in our times, it fits the bill.

they are growing faster, and having to make adult decisions much earlier in life

......you know it's hard out there for the young, they deserve a lot more respect, or they will never know what that concept is

you never close ur eyes anymore

noreply@blogger.com (Myron) — Sat, 15 Nov 2008 03:39:00 +0000

where's the passion people?

are we doomed to be part of the robotic rat race?

why have all the options, if everything leads to the same thing?

what's wrong in accepting our differences?

i know i always love a good buffet, yeah you get stuffed at some point but it's the illusion that's fun knowing that you can have anything you want.

i think i'm going to throw up.

curse of the gap

noreply@blogger.com (Myron) — Mon, 20 Oct 2008 15:42:00 +0000

how much physical work are people really involved in? at least in the middle class above?

anywhere from 50-80 percent of ppl stare at a computer screen with their neck on their phones, from 9-5, talking about what and how they are going to get things done.

and maybe 20 percent of the time, it gets done to the tee.

the rest of the time it just gets lost in translation.

and then we spend more of the time trying to wash our hands clean of the clutter by shunting responsibility or painting the blame on the people we hate, or don;t really care about, as long as it's not our arses.

all we do is digest whatever we learn and regurgitate the originality of some other genius over and over again, till every story, every product, seems, feels, tastes the same.

and as long as it ends up in the black, be it big or small, we get by.

that's what we do, we get by without even bothering to burn the fat of our souls.

raindrops keep falling on my head

noreply@blogger.com (Myron) — Tue, 14 Oct 2008 17:21:00 +0000

the storm's a comin, has come

the sat tv only display's a yellow box to make things seem better than a red dot, when in actuality you can see neither picture in both.

if you wait long enough, the white noise just takes over, or for some a blank blue screen

so blue it lights up the dark room funny enough it feels colder through it's brightness.

it's nice to know in bad times that we are not alone, everybody suffers the same fate compared to when things are good.

like how we all lose transmission from time to time

....they keep falling.

maybe this time

noreply@blogger.com (Myron) — Thu, 09 Oct 2008 15:51:00 +0000

internet connection is so bad, if this ever gets posted, then it's meant to be, if the connection is bad, then it'll be just lost in limbo.

listening to shadows from ASH, yes they aren't dead yet although most of my peers feel they are, i missed out catching them in Singapore, but you know money is always the case and going to a rock concert alone is as fun as playing table tennis solo.

Now my playlist has hit 'take the a train',

you'll find the quickest way to get to harlem . . . bad da bad do bad dodo (ella is the queen)

funny enough i was passing by Harlem, the Dutch one, probably where the name came from, didn't notice any swinging jazz bars though, just a hell load of bicycles and an Indonesian restaurant, that serves a kind of nasi padang gourmet style, it's funny how things always seem extra special just because you don't have it so often.

Like how safari's are in Africa.

Bad times are here to stay thanks to the world riding on debt, there isn't even enough money for wars to kick start the economy.

I dunno whether i'm lucky enough to go through such interesting times, or whether i'm shit scared that i'll be left in the gutter soon enough.

all said and done, we will always have music to inspire us, if there's no player in sight, at least it will always stay in my heart, even if i'm deaf, the vibrations are enough to know that i'm alive and nothing can touch me when things are already down in the dumps

people have been suffering since the dawn of time, maybe it's a big wake up call to everyone who has been ignoring the rate of poverty, that if we take care, or just plain care for one another then the world could just fizzle out in a more normal, respectable way

apart form it's accelerated, consumerist, suicide course it's taking on now.

dry air

noreply@blogger.com (Myron) — Sun, 21 Sep 2008 07:31:00 +0000

it's that time of the year,

the flu comes in coz the air is thin.

yet it's also perfect for airing ham and duck.

for every crappy thing there has to be a bright shining light.

hopefully before the end of the tunnel.

maybe you can line up multiple shinny still photos that animate as you walk through that dark tunnel, kind of what they used to do on the LRT's.

But somebody had to take em down, coz nobody wanted to continue paying for them, and we are left with a less aesthetic ride on the train...in our lives.

silverado

noreply@blogger.com (Myron) — Sun, 17 Aug 2008 16:30:00 +0000

lee chong wei makes new strides into msian badminton by getting a silver in the singles of the olympics.

but everybody will remember how he missed out on the gold.

the problem with competition is, if you aint first, you're last.

be it business, sport or war.

Nobody cares if chelsea could have won the title last season, the whole point is that they didnt.....and that's why they know if they dont do it this season, then all the millions theyve been spending on will go to waste.

they finally figured it out, you need a championship manager, and they have it this time....so maybe they can figure things out.

Kicking out talent, not respecting them, and down to it all, not paying them what they deserve, always leaves you with second best.

If people start to realize that, then they'll be making strides in everything they do, be it business, sport or war.

but sometimes only a select type of people understand what true recognition is, and these guys are usually the champions in their field.

the rest, are just the first of the losers.

and i hope i dont ever become one of em.

101

noreply@blogger.com (Myron) — Mon, 21 Jul 2008 02:29:00 +0000

i'm getting old

i sleep more often watching movies, something i'd never thought would happen to me, especially when i use to wonder how my dad would just fall asleep at the most interesting parts of an action movie.

same shit is happening to me, maybe it's the overdose of CG or my ability to endure bad storytelling.

a lot of people would say, well you're not even 30, you're still young, and obviously it comes from those who are 40 and above, it's amazing how they wake up everyday, i guess i'll only understand when i get that ancient.

but the only real thing that bothers me about aging, is the inevitable end of it all.

i've seen people who have passed away gracefully and those who weren't prepared.

how will i be in the end? i never had a problem with the concept of death whether it comes now or later, but if i do reach some phenomenal expiry date and, when i'm lying with my last breath.

will i then finally be afraid, the fear a result of never acting on your desires, and ultimate regret.

i best prepare to live a life that i can be satisfied with before i leave this world.

only ones own expectations count.

number 100

noreply@blogger.com (Myron) — Thu, 10 Jul 2008 02:13:00 +0000

the barrier

or barriers

there seems to be too many these days

and still none of them seem to be overcome

the spider's web continues to grow as fast as we do sometimes

it's almost futile to keep trying to break through alone

we must get some help or be eaten up like the rest of the other flies.

$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$

hello again my friend

noreply@blogger.com (Myron) — Sat, 31 May 2008 13:32:00 +0000

it's been awhile since we met,

our lives might have gone in separate directions

but our faith remains the same.

some say i've changed drastically, true in some sense, but only in a more honest way.

if honesty is negative and evil, than i proclaim myself a villain.

nothing interests me anymore apart from things that are real.

the illusions, the dreams have matured.

sometimes it feels like hot dry dust, but that very dust is what we are made of and will be in the future.

the moment to seize is shrinking and it's invaluable.

it's time for a new generation and no longer do i feel the mover but more the motivator.

the only legacy left, is to leave others to lead and live out whatever little i have as loud as possible.

no regrets, no time wasted, no no's.

till the next time, you are the only one that knows who i really am, and only time will reveal who we all really are.

right or wrong.

this is real life

noreply@blogger.com (Myron) — Sat, 03 May 2008 10:59:00 +0000

hot oxygen, this is real

pins n needles, this real

salted tears, this is real

silent suffering, this is real

twinkle toes, this is real

fluffy dust, this is real

rugged disappointments, this is real

thumping bass drum, this is real

moth on the wall, this is real

breaking glass, this is real

ice cold death, this is real

indigo skies, this is real

chopping board, this is real

down on my knees, this is real

blackened sun, this is real

.......................................this is real

new haven

noreply@blogger.com (Myron) — Sat, 05 Apr 2008 06:47:00 +0000

saturday again,

and it's great not to be working.

it's great not to be shopping.

it's great just doing nothing at all.

when we were young, we used to be so eager to be on the outside of the house, to meet new friends and make new adventures.

but now when were older, we see loads of people everyday, and not all of them are interesting, the best things in life is to stay away and let silence take control.

even cleaning my whole house never felt so good, as long as there's nobody in sight nobody to bother about, just my TV on the food channels and my laptop to scribble my feelings before i forget that i actually once was a sane person.

even just the sound of my fans and my leaking pipes are enough company to keep me at peace.

because a day and half more, i continue to be enslaved.

cherish the moments.