Ha, Ha, Ha.

stick and stones can break my bones, oh wait...you're a dirty homo. ha ha ha. *sigh* you know what’s funny? when the page finally loads up, you will figure that a loser like you are reading about how you drove your dads car into a tree. oh right, its so much easier to blame the alcohol then your sheer stupidity. your parents must be so proud of you, and your girl friend too. oh wait, you don't have one. guess like your love fantasy "Baboon" ditched you cause you're such a fag. but wait! there’s more! strike 2! more then one girl thinks you are a loser. but hey i could be wrong. the weak attempt at your own life was so totally TCS shit. so i-need-attention-crap. but lo and behold! even that you screwed up and ended up not succeeding. damn it, i see a pattern here. oh that's right, you're a walking fuck up.

oh for your lame pleasure i added the Chatbox to my site too. so you can add more intelligent messages about protecting our nations heritage buildings. bet you your cheap S.A.F butt that you will continue to visit. hey, i got all the time in the world.

Who's your Daddy!

I Know, I Know, I Know.

do you know how often i stare at you when you lay there in deep slumber? i know i just kissed you on your cheeks a minute back, but i miss your soft skin already. your rosy peachy hue still peers through, the blanky you hold so tight to cover your face to veil you from the cold draft from the standing fan. i inch closer to your warm body to cuddle you, and you instinctively mould your body against mine. i shield your eyes from the dim fluoresce light coming from your dresser by putting my arms close to your face. you would kiss my arm once and fall back into deep sleep.

i can feel your soft breath against my arm, so i bend down to kiss your cheeks once more. i sweep your hair covering your face and stare at your closed eyes and lashes. i see your little fist bunched up underneath the blanky and smile to myself. so little, so cute. you often ask me why i love you so much. i say, what's not to love?

Ain't no sunshine when she's gone...it's not home when she's away...

Bye, Bye, Bye.

its time for a change. a vast and major change. we all crave the security in the mundanity of routine. without much thought, it is easy to move into a comforting rut that defines our very being. i have been there for years. many many years. i have done so many different things there. a large part of my life was there, a whole chapter in fact. i don't resist change. i move with it. its going to be another week here. after that i close that chapter in my life.

So Long, Farewell, It's time to say Goodbye...

June, June, June.

how time flies. we never pay much attention when we are all in the thick of things. it is not difficult to see how when wrapped up in various commitments we all lose sight of various things important in our lives.

God only knows that when one of his flock has strayed and ended up in the beaten track, it's because he so ended there because he chose to. after all it is free will that makes the difference. it is needs and wants. do i need God in my life now? i recently spoke to my aunt. she said that sometimes, we are put into difficult situations so that when all the doors have been closed, we will learn to approach the one door left for us. some of us need only slide one molecule to realise that we have strayed too far from the herd. it is only sad that its upon the death bed for some before we all understand this salvation concept.

its a total self-fulfilling prophesy when it comes to disastrous situation. make sure to keep on the straight and narrow. don't mow your way to the top. chances are it's going to be the people that you mow pass that are going to work for you. of course it hurts twice as much when you are on your way down the ladder and you met the people you trampled on.

Judge not, lest ye be judge. Let ye of no sin cast the first stone.

Amen, Amen, Amen.

i have been swimming around like a shark in a steel cage. all this time i have been naught but patient. yesterday, the gauntlet was dropped, and like a feeding frenzy, blood was drawn. the urge to kill was instinctive. i was raised in the burbs, i am the burbs. there aren’t any shades of gray only black and white. right and wrong. i ran with crowd that had an honor code, i knew the code. drop him where he stands. drop him now. every ounce of self control was needed to curb my anger. my very self, my being. all that i was, all that i still am. its a side i hope no one will have to see.

for your sake, stay the fuck away from all that is dear and precious to me. protecting the ones that i love is primal for me. there is no reasoning. i will not be reasoned with. don't blow smoke up my ass. i can smell fear when you lie to me with a straight face. don't insult me with your kiddy repertoire, cause i have seen this shit while you were still swimming in your fathers balls. i see you coming a mile away. trust me, you do not want to find out what i am capable of. i have fired the warning shot. take heed and stay away. cause the last thing on your mind now is that i am all show and no go.

highly charged and ready for action. i have geared myself up for this stand off like a boxer before a major fight. i'll let you draw first blood. just give me the chance, call my bluff. try it and find out whose got more to lose.

Thou Shalt Not Covet Thy Neighbours Wife.