Survival-sKills

Did u know that people actually do these things in to survive. One of my close friends, who happen to live in a very hot place, were on army training on his weenie days. He was punished because he did not wake up for the emergency siren. A part of the punishment was to leave the person on a deserted land for 3 consecutive days, without water. With nothing but ragged clothes and a knife to bear the dangers.

Survival Kill One:
If u run out of water, or want to find water in a desert, capture any type of lizard, and then keep it in the hot sun until it becomes so white and dry that it is almost about to die. Release the poor creature and it will run to water. Follow the poor brat to get some very unclean water if you are lucky enough.




Survival Kill Two:
You need to find food. Meat. The only food option is the deer in desert. Maybe Goats. If u want to hunt a deer down, there is a very simple but effective way. Find urself some deer dung and apply it all over the body. Because you don't have a gun, you have to get close to the deer. The only way to confuse these herbivores is to stink. Enjoy the dry smell of shit all over you and a semi-toasted piece of flesh on hot stones. But before u enjoy this, you still have to skin the victim...I don't wanna go into the details.



THE PERSON WHO ENDEAVORED THIS IS FUCKED UP. He says so for himself.

Be! and then it happened

The most unexplainable feeling occurred to me on last Monday. As "they" say I just finished my ANALytical drawing class, and was staying back to clarify something about the contour. Beside the lecturer sat one of the girls who I had fought to get any type of conversation with. But it was my problem though! She was really one of the girls I never thought I would know better. Still I have a lill difficulty in saying stuff at her. Then I heard the happiest words from a friend!

Named Mary Ann San Miguel Castro, is my classmate and like to take her seats near Saudha and Fuzz (Faridzul). I'll get to the point right away. The lecturer asked her about her mother's converstion to Islam, (Muslim) by the power of great god, her mother had felt the light of Islam, bless her; Mariah, now named Mariah Zaharaa Abdulla, has converted too. But I didn't know whether she did convert for sure, until I asked her about it today.

I was rather surprised and I couldn't believe my ears. I wanted to nail my feet to the ground to hear more, nut unluckily i had to go cause, Ilsle, a classmate was waiting for me to ride me back home.

Weeks before, the Mariah I knew is no more...but I am hoping for a brighter friendship.

I will write more as I get, but for the time being, I am sincere on this fact. I will continue to blog about Mariah and friends in another approach since the topic I'm writing about is a little serious. Expect more humor next time.

Sorry for the awkardsness Mariah....I wish to break the ice as much as u do.

100, 200 and now 300

The visual effects of this movie was enhanced, when watched at Golden screens. I got a free ticket to goto this movie, and I was overwhelmed to see the effects they have put on. Its said that the backgrounds are entirely made out of HDRI, and CGI.

That was a very good inspiration for me. But If ever were to talk about the movie's plot, of course the Persians are gonna come at my door step any minute and slaughter me in their best terrible manner.

I love the part where the Oracle is raised and the part where the captain's son and his comrade fights back to back. That is called pure art by me...just pure art.

One of the best movies I have watched so far.

A Girl named Lil Kim!

Once upon a university called Limkokwing, there studied a student called Kimberly Vanilla Tong aka LiL KiM or Baby bouncy. She has dyed brown hair, narrow beautiful black pearl eyes, lustrous lips, a bouncy booty, a pair of good looking boobs and a curvy "non-so-fat" body to go with it. She loves to drag a long a pack of smokes and of course a great deal of public attention. She calls her self the next-gen Hip-hop queen, but I guess she could be in the forth coming hundred years. You'll surely love her cause she can't zip her lips shut.

One day she sat for lunch at the plaza, , with her girl friends (where fellow Limkokwingians feast). She saw a guy named Peanut seat right across next to her. Peanut was having a chat with Kimberly and later on she was introduced to another peanut, but this time of another country and maybe another race..where actually peanuts don't wanna grow. She had a difficulty in differentiating the two peanut so she named them P1 and P2.

Days went by, and Kim spent her life at Limkokwing as smoothly and as harmoniously as anyone could have never imagined. She made sexually explict gestures on combined life drawing class, right at P2. Then she also sticked out her tongue and mesmerized the feelings, and even made P2 so seduced that P2 had to physically capture the event of her fondness towards the two mammary glands of hers on video. She can step on the Hip-hop class and dance in her own way...but towards the end, always carry and orgasm delivered from watching her hip-hop instructor's so big guns and perfectly sculptured calves.

She is a very good girl who finds time to talk to everyone...especially...not me.

Kim is still living..and more of her life stories will be taking space in my novels, as soon as this chapter has been approved by Kim and a few blog readers. The real names of P1 and P2 are not mentioned in this chapter for security reasons. Their real names will be unveiled right after the approval from Kimberly.
ENJOY!

But why does Leslie have to Die?

The week was no better than the last one. I guess this is what it feels like to live my life the University way. Everyday I go, my fingers crossed to hear something interesting, but it seems so dull in the class cause I feel a little alone.
Well...the weekend was fun though. After spending a boring Saturday home, completing my assignments, it was Sunday..which made my week.
Woke up really late at about 2pm to a call from Shaz to go and eat with him. Later on we decided to go to Lowyat ( a mall dedicated to electronics and gadgets..anything u can think of from a cell battery to prototype 60 inch wide screen flat panels). We bought some cables for the net. Then after that, decided to go for 300, the movie. It was Shaz's rarest events, i presume cause he was using public transport for the first time ever since he was born...I mean ever since he came here to Limkokwing.hehe. So we were at Timesquare, went all the way up to the Imax entrance to find that no 300 was on screen. Only then we realised that it was on Golden Screens..no wonder there were no one except us at the Imax floor...duh!
Unfortunately we couldn't get a suitable time for 300. The one available was late at night..and if we took tickets...we'll have to sleep in the streets, so we bought tickets to watch "Bridge to Terabithia" instead. Both of us were hungry to the point we were ready to eat the old aunty in the elevator, who was without reason giving tips to eat at Merrylebones. We assumed that she might be the owner, perhaps a shareholder...

On the way to KFC, I saw this huge chocolate chipped dough-nut which would have made my georgeous friend Nizy go wild..if she was here. So I am posting her a pic of the dough-nut I ate. After food, we went for the movie.


This movie was a based off a friendship between a boy named Jess(from a poor family) and a girl named Leslie(who's parents don't pay attention much to her because they are writers and they barely stop writing. Also she gets made fun of because she doesn't have a TV) The two friends create a world (in there imaginations) called Terabithia and they are the Queen and King. To enter the world of Terabithia they must cross over a river while swinging on a rope. While at Terabithia they fight the dark master's creatures. ( the creatures are based off the bullies at school that beat up Jess)...and Leslie dies!!!!
It was a fun weekend.

The best part was we got to hang out and chill. The better part...well I guess Shaz found out about public transport and KLIA express. The rest was all good.
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Damn...ill have to goto School tomorrow.

Dancing Assignments

This whole week was a total mess, all work and no play made me a dull boy. Life itself made its own effort to make a barrier against my will to do anything which could enlighten my motivation to do any assignments given by my lecturers. To say the least all the classes were as boring as the other one except for the creative studies class.
Hip-hop dance class trials were fun though. Tried some moves, and I know I am a sucker. Cudnt keep myself from laughing out, cause there was one girl with a tight labeled "juicy" right over her sweet ass. The chicks were hot and I enjoyed the time.
Nonetheless the little fun I had was quickly drained out by the thoughts of assignments. The last three days of the week were my cat-lifestyle days. Sleeping and dozing off throughout the classes, cursing the lecturers and awake at nights to complete my work, but at last all was paid off by the end off the week by comments from my class mentor, lecturers and a well deserved A+ for the assignments. I felt happier than ever.
The evening before, just after the Hip-hop class, I was wondering whether to take the class seriously or not..but decided to pay the due anyhow. After that, it was a dip in the pool where I soaked and swam for nearly two hours with Shaz (doing Industrial design at Limkok) and his apartment mates, introduced me to a guy named Faisal, from Saudi- where I later on spent the evening at the Indian Fast food place next the condo, talking about anything which could be named "What the fuck, what the hell, and thats so damn sexy".
I was up until three in the mourning at Shaz's place, touring through his Cds, work and pics of their family and friends. When mourning came, I was back in the University..and every day but never came home before the sun touched the sea.
And now it's time for me to enjoy this weekend.. but got one assignment still.
See you guys later..!

Heretic and Hypernetic

hi and good day to everyone who are reading this very blog..My first time..
Rambling around here and there trying to figure out what I am and what I can possibly do during my never knowing life time, even to trying to impress my friends and family..Ive embarked unpon the journey to the more non-stereotypic rediscoveries.

Heres a briefer about me, love my family the most, and I cannot catergorise to which I am gonna put these ppl to, (my few friends) who are very dear to me. Maybe they wud be suited to call saviors of circumstances. Hamza, If ur reading this.. I hope u liked the term. and it goes for U too niz. Others.. I have more and more affection just waiting to be catered in ur advance.

I like art, and art which are complex and perplexing, No specific genre of music is my favorite but Id prefer to listen to RnB, hip-hop rock and Raggae too. I dont hate. I just dont get along with ppl with a high amount of eye-look-eyes only and things that are too mathematical. A person who cracks me up and laughs back for what I say even though they wudnt get it..all the while shaking their heads "are in my league".

More about me later..and a lotta events are gonna come up!