Monday, November 13, 2006

blogging is a spaz's best friend

tralalalalalalala.....
botticelli in my eyes, was the greatest painter who ever walked this realm.. he was definitely ahead of his time, a rebel of the renaissance era, he painted roman mythology with a catholic feel, so thats messed up.... the symbolism in each of his painting surpasses beyond those of leonardo's or even massacio's.. a woman made a career analysing each and everyone of the flowers painted in the allegory of spring.. fuck...

the fact that he painted roman mythology in the renaissance era made him stand out amongst those who painted for the church, yet he stayed true to the rules and proportions created in that era... he teases us with the portrayal of his famous venus having the same feel as mary does in every other painting during the renaissance era. the man is simply a genius, toying with nudity and ideal beauty as much as giotto toys with proportions... basically ahead of his time

Sunday, November 05, 2006

this is not a drill, it is merely a harmonious pleat of words

recently i discovered that i have an uncanny knack for typing complete and utter bullcrap, example A) check out my previous post... read it? good... perhaps i can manipulate this talent and turn it into new age philosophy... and possibly write a book on it, then i can become the new age dalai-lama and all that jazz, practically making money by giving others nirvana... not that the dalai lama does that... the money part.... err yeah...

so before people starts sending in hatemails to me,lets get my hands dirty and slop some words on this post....

my melancholic state is but a facade to my hatred towards society... i hate it so much i want to die, i can't die yet for i must rant on how much i hate living..

i dont understand why we must pay for tv anymore... they have ads on almost every ten minutes and in between the rain comes in and steals the show.... satellite tv my rectum, maybe if i fashion a kuali and a senduk into a dish i can get the french channels....

i dont feel like myself today..... maybe i'm a house.... or a shovel.... i am a corn... bite me....

if kids are a blessing, then what are sins but the act of making a kid without the intention of getting a kid? i confuse myself.....

learn a new swear word each day, then you can swear for a lifetime...

i am now a happy man, for i just robbed you 5 minutes of your life that you will never get back again... thank you and good night....

Friday, November 03, 2006

post.... like a pole.... none of this crappy typing business

righteous people of the planet arthepoleia!!!
i come bearing peanuts and onions all for your
dining pleasure. this is not a test as much as it
is a testament to my tormenting sense of boredom.
this also serves as an experiment to prove that people
will read shit if i call it sugar...

this is sugar... read it...

monkeys and goats will have my heart, as long as they
have clean hands... goats dont have hands... if they do
i want them clean.

enough with the bullshit lets cut to the chase, i love
cucumber but they never seemt to show the same amount of
infatuation towards me... maybe they do, but i dont understand
cucumbers.... they are awfully silent.

this is what most will call a spam, but how brave does
one have to be to be spamming his own blog with utmost idiocy
and limitless class?

chea happy birthday, i thought it was on the 13th, my bad mate..
wish sharvind the same for me aite.

raya was aite, it didnt suck, well not as much as i thot it was gonna.
only 2 out of 7 houses that i went to had kuah kacang.. the rest
had ayam masak kicap... wtf is the world coming to.

meeting up with arie on thurs in subang, feel free dear monkeys to give
me a ring and cramp my style in the streets...
or if you have the cravings to slap people...

till then, auf widherseenzenentrahahahaburgersen... i dont know..
i dont speak german either