On Bad Days - 2004-04-20 2:49 p.m. Damn anxiety attacks. These things kill me. I just can’t quietly sit down without thinking about insecurities anymore. Things are not going my way at all. I don’t really know what I have to do. The CD player in my car decided that it did not like CDs anymore. This car is, like, only 6 months old. What the hey? I got the service people to rectify the air-cond belt squeaking that was a damn nuisance to my whole neighborhood. “Aik, kereta baru pun dah macam bunyi teksi ke?”, asked my neighbor. To which I could only reply with a dim smile. Sarcastic Be-otch. Damn anxiety attacks…

On Bush Between Legs - 2004-04-15 11:09 a.m. Dubya Monkey Bush has approved Israel's West Bank plan. He loves Israel so much that he is building his own 'Israel' style of occupation in Iraq. A man who claims to fight terrorists, joins and endorses a terrorist organization himself. Meanwhile in our country, our beloved S'gor MB decided that his first action right after the general elections is to make rich people richer, and poor people poorer. He gave contracts to rich people to build low-cost houses and apartments but didn't do any head counts or research on the housing needs of the poor first. In the end, the houses which were meant for the poor is now owned by the rich, and the rich people who built the low-cost apartments and houses get their money back. Smells like cronyism and nepotism shit to me... Speaking of politicians, Sekarang ni, tuhan dah balas kat dunia dah. Tengoklah suratkhabar-suratkhabar tahun ni. Aku pun dah takut dah. Dosa berlambak. Makin hari bertambah, makin banyak dosa aku, bukan makin bertambah pahala... Hmmm....

On Beatallica - 2004-04-14 12:54 p.m. Who would've thought. Putting The Beatles together with Metallica would be cool.

On Kluk2 - 2004-04-13 2:06 p.m. They are a bunch of cool dudes + dudette. Listen to them, you'll love 'em. They can also be found at i-bands.

On last week. - 2004-04-05 1:39 p.m. Why do we keep looking to the future when the present is actually a past's future? Last week Yann Martel lied to me about Richard Parker. I watched a sport that I could care less about, but I watched it anyway because it felt like the right thing to do. Days go by but things never change. I thought about birth and death and things in between. I wondered how many people have problems and how relative they are to mine. I tried listening to new sounds and music and decided that I should hear less and listen more. Things around me move, but I feel stationary. Here I am again, back at the same place where I was last week. And the week before last week. And the week before that week. This picture has nothing to do with anything. It's a personal landmark.