Monday, June 26, 2006

Stress relief

Stress relief

Let's say I've not been feeling myself for the past... few moments.

Very very long moments.

And I do realised how I've been screw-ey in work. SJAB. School projects. Sigh.

And in a near classic moment of panic, I almost freaked out. Thankfully after a few songs by Avril, I feel a little better. At least I can think now.

Really, neglecting my work for so long? I'm really stupid there. And I think I should really wake up, because I am not working hard enough to reach the goals I've planned. Procrastination, eh?

I am screwed. Here, there, after death too. Okay, not a god thing to joke about actually. But yeah.

Well, classes tomorrow, so I should get going...

But I feel like writing more. Rawr.

Okay, random shout:

Head to Youtube, and search for Brookers. I think she's amazing. I like what she does, it's totally nutty and pokes my funnybone. And yeah, maybe a little of her stuff may be a little lame, but I enjoyed ALL of her videos (that I've watched thus far - more than half of her videos). She's got some... hm, connection with the audience? You can feel it. Yeah.

Anyway, I should go. Argh, I feel like ranting more.

Hm...

I suck. I'm screwed. I am defiant and hard on the head. I feel like a teenager, eeep!

... I'm about three years and a half from adulthood. I can't believe I'm behaving this way... it's a weakness, I know. And I'm spilling it here, in my blog....

But I guess, we're human. We're bound to make mistakes. And mine...

.. Would probably be trying too hard to be helpful. Or working too much. Then when I do set out to work, I... suck. Don't perform properly. Can't focus my 100%.

I need an outlet. I should start running. In fact, I am running. I feel it, running away from my problems and stuff. When I'm given a task, I shut off and dwindle in a limbo. Spending my time on nothing, even though the task remains in the corner of my mind, a nagging voice.

The voice used to be powerful. Now it's so soft, and... almost not there. The control to my good self, it's no longer there. It's worrysome. It's like, I can do something ridiculous anytime soon.

I've had too many breaks. I need to start moving.

Right. About. Now.

Sayonara~

angelus_raptor left bulletshell casings at 01:34

  Thursday, June 22, 2006

A much overdue post

A much overdue post

Guess what? It was a weird thing, regarding the chalet.

It was near afternoon, and as usual, I just woke up. Screwed internal clock, yeah. Woke up real late, had only about two hours to prepare. It was one of those moments when the resentment settles in. As expected I would have to "ask" to be allowed to go, however with the extent to stay over for a night somewhere other than home, wouldn't it be funny if you turned up to ask just on the day itself?

Well, yeah. That's what I did. I was sick inside, I didn't want to ask earlier. The responses were all the same. And when I did mention to Ma about the chalet, she'd gave the expected reaction of no overnight stays.

I left the house. No solid confirmation, no real idea what lies to happen later when the night end. As I sat in bus 21 to my destination my mind wandered as like the images which flowed past my eyes. The thoughts were a mess of paint on the canvas, it's like a messy art not seen beautiful in the artist's first strikes of his paint. Soon enough I arrived, and met the others: Vin, Ray, Cheryl, Nat, Boon, Weihao. Raine was a little late - Kelvin came shortly after I arrived. And then, I relaxed. The thoughts of Ma's telling to return home before the night ends was a far, far thought. We checked in, it was the chalet I recalled going to when I was eight or so. Maybe even younger. I remembered a bought Lego toyset. I had the Submarine Shark while my bro had the Crystals Harvester.

Anyways. The fun rolled after - minor slackage in the chalet, followed by bikes/roller-blades. Unfortunately because of the cash shortage I couldn't rent the blades. I can't blade anyway, I'm a frickkin' noob! Haha. On that later. Oh yeah. Before I forget, Eric was along with us. Haha. I knew there was a missing person there, above. Anyways, me, Vin, Nat, Kel, Cheryl, Eric took bikes; Hao, Boon, Ray, Raine took roller-blades. Poor Boon, his first time on blades XD We cycled around the park side, which was near the beach. A refreshing feel, being able to see the sea. I wanted to touch the sea, thought of swimming, but no one else intended to swim. Oh wells.

And after a little "leader goose" kinda biking/blading, I actually had a chance with the roller blades! It was neat. I remembered Rahmat teaching me how to stand. And that was it - and he'd said I had learnt fast, being able to stand with my first time trying. So here I am on the second, and I more or less know how to make simple forward maneuvers. Also many times I nearly fell, but once I was caught, the other I fell down forward - knees and arms bracing impact. I knew I would fall, and I just fell =P

After that event, Cheryl had to leave. Her Ma's birthday dinner. The rest of us retreated to the chalet, and the guys patched up the PS 2 and the laptops to the available television. Success, yeah V^___^ XD

Come nightfall. It was near the moment, and me and Ma had some conversation. Actually it was more of her telling me to come home. But I didn't. I stayed. Brood most of the moment. I talked to Vin about my problems, and I think in the end what he said made me stay. And it was my decision. My frickkin' decision. Damn the assumption of thinking that I had chosen my friends over family. THAT's bullshit. I chose to have an overnight somewhere else, and I see no wrong to that. I know I would behave responsibly and not ne a nuisance to public. I know I shall preserve my values as a Muslim and all (there was vodka but of course I didn't drink it. I did thought of it though, so that I'ld be drunk and let the drunkedness decide whether I would go home or not).

See, I couldn't say I would leave. Beause it was MY frickkin decision. And yet, there's this burning to tell me to go home. While that, my mind contended that what Ma said, it was like a frickkin' reverse psychology effect. Damn that. So I stayed. I did ask God to give me a sign. But I knew that God would want me to return. Because Ma said so.

Still, that's like an abuse of authority. Just because Ma says, I have to follow? Meh. Let that thought hang there. I don't want to debate now.

Anyways, I stayed. And me and Vin snucked to a walk. And we headed to the beach, because there's where I wanted to be. Vin did comment of the path we take, which resembles Spirited Away.

I guess he was right, in a sense.

We had a great chat. Over some stuff like the family thing. And the discussion of family BS and stuff. And Kingdom Hearts thingys, I think. Bad memory, haha. We even discussed of astronomy and such. I liked the conversation, haha. I was relaxing there, in the beach. The waves were calming. Downright. Lights off the neighbouring islands cast a pretty reflection against the waters. But the sea.

It was like, choking. The waves made me feel like walking in there, somewhat. There's a disturbing feeling that something is in the water, ready to grab and drag you to the deep depths.

Or maybe I'm reading too much Buffy. Haha.

Then I decided we should head back. When we returned to the chalet, Weihao commented "Wah lau, you two are like freaking gay,"

Basket. Haha. Of course we're not.

It was then the movies start. Haha. By then it was two or three in the morning - I guess most of us didn't have the intention to sleep. Silent Hill followed, after which X-Men III. They were great movies. The Silent Hill one made me think too, because it involved the stuff between mother and daughter. And that made me think of me and my Ma.

Damn. Haha. Was this a sign? I don't really know. Maybe.

But it was too late to head back home anyways. Taxi fare would explode.

So some of us watched the movie, and after X-Men III - which was around eight AM, everyone started napping. Haha. I tried to nap, but I couldn't. My right arm was like numb or something. Like the bones hurt because it was too cold. Coincidence? Or sign?

In the end, I ended up not sleeping at all. Haha.

We booked out at ten thirty. Did we have breakfast? I couldn't remember. I think no...

Then we departed. I headed home. Got on the bus, fell asleep for most of the ride back. When I reached my flat, there was that dreaded feeling in me again. Maybe Ma would scream me out of the house. Dad whacking me or something. And I was preparing myself for some kung-fu, literally. I unlocked the gate, and entered. When I passed by Ma, we didn't speak. Passed by Dad, he told me where the food was.

It was weird. No loud screams, no one-sided argument, no nothing. There was nothing. Just... nothing. It was disturbing. Yet... I don't know, it was a relief, maybe. I waited through the day to see if anything would happen. Some personal confrontation I don't want to be involved in. Maybe even a little whacking, I wouldn't be surprised.

But there was nothing. No reaction from the 'rents.

I couldn't remember much of what happened after that. Me and Ma are talking as usual, and she had not mentioned about the incident, nor my Dad.

Maybe, I should just thank God for this. Or maybe there is some dire punishment, in the grave. Or something. When it comes... yeah. *shrugs*

Seeya later guys.

Sayonara~


angelus_raptor left bulletshell casings at 21:03

  Thursday, June 15, 2006

A story about a boy

A story about a boy

There is a story I wish to relate, something I wish to share. Unfortunately I feel tired now, and now's a good time to finally have my internal clock worked out. I'm gonna leave with a pieve of MSN conversation with my good buddy Hannah, and I'll let you figure out what the story's gonna be about. アンジェラス ラプタ is me, At least look at me... When you shoot a bullet through my head would be Hannah. Here goes:


アンジェラス ラプタ
hm. tomorrow i'm staying overnight at those one-night-two-days chalet thingys..

アンジェラス ラプタ
but i haven't told my mom i wanna stay over with my friends...

アンジェラス ラプタ
and she's not the kind to let me stay over and stuff...

アンジェラス ラプタ
i dunno. me and my parents have a communication error XD

At least look at me... When you shoot a bullet through my head
I think everyone has communication problems with their rents >_< *hugs* will you be able to sort everything out, you think?

アンジェラス ラプタ
sigh. you know what?

アンジェラス ラプタ
remember in my blog i mention about not fighting for what i'm supposed to get and stuff?

アンジェラス ラプタ
i think it's coming from my interactions with my parents

アンジェラス ラプタ
because i just don't care, and just get whatever comes along. even if i may not like it.

At least look at me... When you shoot a bullet through my head
You shouldnt do that! I mean, I know I'm REALLY not one to talk - but you should fight for what you want. You deserve it!

アンジェラス ラプタ
yeah, but if it's my parents, i just don't care. ever since a few years ago i disbelieved that i could ever convince them or whatever.

アンジェラス ラプタ
that's what's makes me wonder... if i should start off working right immediately after NS.

アンジェラス ラプタ
because by then, we're past 20,

アンジェラス ラプタ
and i was thinking of saving up, then moving out of the house or something

アンジェラス ラプタ
insane? yeah. i haven't really thought of the side effects and consequences or whatever, but i'm kinda liking this track.

At least look at me... When you shoot a bullet through my head
You CAN convince them - you just gotta stick to it. and I dunno, I think the moving out and working thing might be a good idea. It'll give you the independance to do what you yourself want, rather than them

アンジェラス ラプタ
hehe.

アンジェラス ラプタ
but really. i find myself restrictive whenever i talk to them. because... we barely connect to the same language.

アンジェラス ラプタ
they're more of their mother tongue language, while i usually communicate in english

アンジェラス ラプタ
oh GOD. it's falling to place!

アンジェラス ラプタ
when my teacher ostracised me just because my mother tongue language was real bad - that was when i was 9 or so,

アンジェラス ラプタ
i accepted the ostracisation. i'm a Deviant, so to speak in Sociology. and i move towards this deviant behaviour.

アンジェラス ラプタ
ironically it made me to where i am now. phbbt.

アンジェラス ラプタ
i wonder what's God's plans with me... i really do.

At least look at me... When you shoot a bullet through my head
okay, I think I get that all, though bear with me if I'm being thick, alright? I... really dont know what to say but to tell you that you just gotta keep trying. I mean... its your life, isnt it? And I'm sure He's got great plans for you - dont worry. :) ...and I apologise if the above was a loada crap :P

アンジェラス ラプタ
it's alright, lol :P

アンジェラス ラプタ
mm. i was thinking the bastard routine, just informing i'll be staying because i paid for it.

At least look at me... When you shoot a bullet through my head
Or that lol

...

Final comment: The ant had figured how one piece of the puzzle could fit to the other pieces of puzzle he had.

Sayonara~

angelus_raptor left bulletshell casings at 00:44

  Tuesday, June 13, 2006

Fitting mood

Fitting mood



Dewa - Laksar Cinta

Satu

Aku ini adalah dirimu
Cinta ini adalah cintamu
Aku ini adalah dirimu
Jiwa ini adalah jiwamu

Rindu ini adalah rindumu
Darah ini adalah darahmu

Chorus:
Tak ada yang lain.. selain dirimu
Yang selalu ku puja ouo
Ku sebut namamu
Disetiap hembusan nafasku
Kusebut namamu
Kusebut namamu...

Dengan tanganmu aku menyentuh
Dengan kakimu aku berjalan
Dengan matamu ku memandang
Dengan telingamu ku mendengar
Dengan lidahmu aku bicara
Dengan hatimu aku merasa

Chorus * 2

...

(Some translation by me. I suck in translations, take note ;) I'll leave out those which I don't know, so... yeah)

What I am here, is you
This love, is your (love too)
What I am here, is you
My soul, is yours too

This yearning, it's your yearning too
This blood (here), it's your blood too

Chorus:
There is no one... other than you
Whom I always cherish, ouo
I say your name
With every breath I take
I say your name
I say your name...

With your hand, I touch,
With your feet, I walk
With your eyes, I see
With your ears, I listen
With your lips I speak
With your heart I feel

angelus_raptor left bulletshell casings at 02:10

  Saturday, June 10, 2006

Gimme a break

Gimme a break

It's this nervous energy that's within me. Makes me restless and stuff. I dislike it, it's like... a chestburster who wants out, but doesn't have the teeth to chew out of the host's body. And ew, I just realized the disturbing imagery. Haha.

I wouldn't mind a session of kung-fu, really. And maybe that's what I need - some time out with a bit of sweat, like aikido, or parkour, or dance, or... something. And about time too. One and a half more years to NS. Better get prepared. And what's my goal for the three years in poly? To at least improve my stamina. Have I been really doing that? Well... not really. And yeah, I really am not just used to the whole poly/daily life/sjab routine for year one. Am better prepared now, though.

Looks like I might me straying off corp level for the moment. And on a surprising note, I find CPBS quite fun. Oh the horror. Haha. No, I'm still for corp, just maybe not as active. I need a break from that. Yeah, right. Totally. Tomorrow and Sunday I'll have some Zone things to settle... which is not really how I intend to spend my weekends. Sigh. But I honestly do enjoy it a little. I guess a large part of it is the relaxed nature of the activities, as compared to actual trainings and such. Quite a contrast, to put.

Anyways, my internal clock is screwed. And I'm writing this past midnight actually, so... yeah. And blogger's lagging. Again. Haha.

And... have you realized I've begun every other sentence with "and"? Haha. I find it annoying myself. *twack*

I'm off to bed. Seeya world.

Sayonara~

angelus_raptor left bulletshell casings at 02:37

  Friday, June 09, 2006

Stuff

Stuff

Today, I learn a little about life/myself/the world.

First, I learn that I can be really stupid at times. Really. I'm more calmed than this morning, and I'm able to view at the thing I've done, which is just plain stupid. In fact, I've been pretty stupid the past few weeks, doing things which could have been avoided, but I just simply let them happen.

Boon is right, and that I need to kick myself, lol. And Hannah's right, that I seriously need a break.

Maybe the greatest case of thanatos I've felt was way back in the year, regarding my instructors and cadets. Perhaps it was then the cycle began, when all that was pent up get stored to a malicious energy which made me do stupid stuff. Maybe it was then, when the chain of lethargy began.

I do feel like quitting, and quote a previous entry, "curl up and die". That's what I feel more so often, these few weeks. Perhaps months even; just that I've been denying, and letting it pass as easily.

Mr Woo did mention that I can do a terrific job in anything, given I give my hundred percent in it. Those words I remember, and I shall take to advice.

I think I've been giving and giving for so long, I'm burning out. To the point where I feel it's hard to balance this modern world and the order and cause as a Muslim. The balance gets tipped and the baskets (no pun intended) spill their contents. I look at the contents, and just watched. That's what I've been doing.

But I just realised something within too. There is something I want, as of now. I won't say it... or rather, will, in condition you ask me directly. Too ashamed to say it here. Haha. But for a long time since almost two years, I believe I'm feeling the feel of what's it like, way back to the second week of my secondary school. There are obvious problems, but... I believe, and I'll hold on to this.

My thanks to the friends over in TP for the concern. I know I'm seriously out of sorts lately, and shall try to use the time as now to recuperate and... change. Your concern means the most to me, thank you. I just need a little space (actually a lot, but yeah) to think. I know you'll be prodding with questions and all, but please, don't speak to me of the situation anymore. Let me react when I need to, and when I need to I'll head to you guys for any help. Once again, thanks Vin, Boon, Kel =)

Dearest kel, relationships are a pain when they come to their end, but I guess they happen =\ take care bro, I'm a phone call away if you need someone to talk to.

And Hannah. =) I guess.. let the hugs do the talking? Haha. Much love and thanks. And cookies of course =P

Okay. Oh, one last thing - most definitely this blog is underused, and I should be using more of this to rant, rant, rant ;) hope to fill this with more posts and stuff. Also patch up the other portions like the supposed video section. And stuff. Haha.

Alright then. Take care world. Please be easy on me people. My mind feels... throbbing. Literally and figuratively.

~sayonara. Hannah I love you =)

angelus_raptor left bulletshell casings at 15:37

  Thursday, June 08, 2006

Thanatos

Thanatos

It was another morning, like any other.

Six thirty, the time I wake every morning. Prayers and stuff. Right after prayers, I did get back to sleep, for a short moment.

Eight thirty, I wake again. Felt the drag in my system, felt like not waking; but I had to, with the paper later in the morning.

Got up, and got ready - showered, dressed, bag in the ready. Left the house soon after. I had a feeling I'ld be late, so I took a cab. I checked my wallet. Only five bucks. Not enough money to get me to school.

Told the cab driver to stop me at the next bus stop. Alighted, and right behind me, was bus 8. The bus which I take to get to TP. It was just about leaving.

I didn't flag to stop it. I don't know why. I couldn't bear to see it leave, I just looked away as it went off. That was nine twenty-seven. I know i was beyond screwed. A thousand thoughts went through my head at that instant. Shall I wait for the next bus? Should I take MC? What am I gonna do, if my parents got to find of this? The next bus 8 would come in about ten minutes. Screwed is a figment of the reality which sank to my shoulders.

Bus 21 came, and I took it. I was reviewing the scenario to take MC. Meet the doctor, tell him I have diahhorea/stomach ache/whatever, and get the bloody MC. The bus moved ten meters, and I felt sick within, like a sick stirringto throw up, except it's all in the mind. I can't bear to lie just to get MC. I just can't.

Times like this I just want to curl up and die. Just like that, just curling up, then dying. I've come to realise, that I've lost the urges to fight sometimes. I skipped Jap lessons. Twice. I don't even know what I was doing the first time. The second, I haven't got my presentation slides ready, though my speech was already there.

I don't know what to say about this, but I can't even face my friends sometimes. They'll want to know why I neglect myself, when deep inside, I don't even know why I'm suffering from this lack of wanting to live. This thing's deep inside me, and arises when I know I'm supposed to fight, but I don't, and just let it take me to... where ever.

Maybe I need a vacation. Make it sweet, then.

Thanks Boon for calling me up.

~Sayonara

angelus_raptor left bulletshell casings at 11:09

  Wednesday, June 07, 2006

Blah

Blah

Long overdue updates. Headache. Sianz.

Really, I've been the not-to-blog-mood for as long as I can remember.

Well first, happy birthday Meiting. Quick, drop her a Happy Birthday. Haha.

What if, the events happening tomorrow shall change all that it is? What if, all the things you see now, you'ld be wishing for because tomorrow they'ld be gone? What if, I sign off now, and I leave you to your thoughts because my headache is killing me, and I still haven't got my SWEN covered for tomorrow's test? Well, seeya.

~sayonara

angelus_raptor left bulletshell casings at 21:48

 

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