Fist things first.

If you're a self-proclaimed "emo", get the hell out of here.

If you're pro-emo, see yourself out, please.

This video is for Happy People only.

I repeat, H.A.P.P.Y. People only.

Now enjoy.





And remember, you saw it here first.


And no, you won't get it here either.

I know, everyone has one already. But there's a 20% off so... I bought one too

I received a letter from poetry.com saying that I was some kind of semi-finalist in an International Open Poetry Contest. Those with cash prizes worth $1,000,000 one okay! AND i stand a freakin chance to win that fucking competition!

And that's not all...

Imagine Your Poem Featured on a Page by itself in a Beautiful Coffee-table Edition!

How's THAT for an impressive college application! I need not worry about my future no more!

College Applicant A: "I obtained straight As in my UPSR, PMR, SPM and STPM."
College Applicant B: "I obtained straight As in my UPSR, PMR, SPM and STPM plus co-curriculum."
Me                          :" I got a published book out there okay!"

This "book" of mine is abruptly titled IMMORTAL VERSES- printed in two colours on fine-milled paper specifically selected to last for generations. Imagine that! Your immortal verses immortalised... forever! 
But wait! There's a catch...

Deluxe Hardbound Edition (Publisher's list price of $69.95)

Ape ni? Kena bayar untuk buku sendiri? WTF kind of theory is that? I should get paid okay! That's my poetry on your damn book! Then i got smart. I googled poetry.com and... IT WAS ALL A FUCKING SCAM FOR WANNABE POETS!!

True.. true... I totally knew i wasn't poet material anyway. I mean, come on! Me? A poet? Then i dug further, turns out everyone who submitted a poem on poetry.com, even those kindergarten five-year-olds who wrote about llamas and dogs were semi-finalists!!

And then i realised again. There's this girl in my school that had her poem featured in this "highly prized volume with intimate attention to detail - quality typography, fine ivory laid paper, and colourful ornate cover" of a book, and everyone went gaa-gaa and wow-wow over it like it was a freakin big deal. I would never forget that day when she read her "work of art" in front of the gushing school crowd, looking upon hundreds of admiring eyes. I read that book too. To Think our school library actually owns a copy of it. What a waste of good money! Coulda use it to buy Harry Potter or other similarly crappy books!

I feel sorry for her lah, she got scammed and i wonder if she even realises it.  And to think i actually visualised myself too, reading in front of the assembly crowd with hundreds of adoring gazes... Puh-leaze! I'd rather die. 

Okay, why the second post in like, 20 minutes. I just realised that my last post of the year is so god damned emo. I am not planning to end the year looking like some tweaked little emo bird with a broken wing and beak. I want to start the year with a BANG! also what! So here's the make-up post for it.

It's 1.11am, and the whole world is so still, perfectly engrossed in that sweet moment of sleep. Everything seems to come to a slow...  I am all alone, -my sister deep in sleep in the background so that doesn't count- in a whole new world, with Mika blaring out of the headphones and into my ears.

I am finally at peace with myself. This is my time now, every second of it, till that damn little sun rises.
Oh. And i finally have my little brother back- big, bald, and ready to bowl!

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HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ME, ME, ME, ME, ME, ME ME, AND YOU!!