Laughter The Best Medicine

FRIENDS
Definitely my favourite sitcom of all time and still is till these days..full of smart great funny line with 6 great character..my favourite character is Chandler, middle guy on the bottom. Best ever.
HOME IMPROVEMENT
The first sitcom that i actually liked..should to catch it on TV all the time..another perfect cast of characters..
EVERYBODY LOVES RAYMOND
Another favourite sitcom on TV..shows you no matter how dysfunctional a family can be..it's still a family..

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MY WIFE AND KIDS
Was once a personal favourite, but it starts to be not funny anymore..too bad. Damon Wayans puts out excellent performance throughout.
THE 70's SHOW
Once another favourite but it slowly starts to be more and more stupid and not funny anymore..then eventually lost my interest..

Currently Trying to like
TWO AND A HALF MEN
Well..trying to like it right now and see how it goes..

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The A Team Review

The A Team was actually better than what i expected, i was a little skeptical at first but it impressed me enough to recommend it..action and humor every 5 minutes..Now i want sequel..The B Team..

Minutes Be4 Sleepin'

I have a habit..I like to grab a rabbit out from the hat and stab it..

Director yells "cut..".."let's try it one more time from the top.."

*Take 2...and Action!*

Ahem, I have a habit, it's not a bad or good habit, it's a neutral habit..rather a neutral addictive habit. Everytime when i'm on my bed i would play my mp3 and listen to a few songs first before i go wandering in Nicholas dream..The thing is..i love listening to music so much that initially i was intended to sleep at 12, now it's 3..i've been listening for 3 hours now..

It happens everytime, it starting to become somewhat like my drug, a must do activity before sleeping..I tell myself a lot of time, "ok man, this is the last song, after this must go to sleep already.." song finished later, i'm listening to another 10 more songs..like i said it's not a bad habit or something, it's just addictive..

I have like about a thousand over songs in my phone, ranging from Chinese songs to rap songs to rock songs to Japanese Korean songs so it's no wonder i can't stop..I'm like a fat kid in a candy shop, it's paradise to me like music to my ear..Anyhow, waht the point of me sleeping since my brain is never tired enough to go dreaming so might as well just execrise the ears..My mum said i'm going deaf with the way i keep listening to my mp3, it's loud and noisy..and i said..just like your nagging..

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BoY whO aCtUaLlY iS a GiRl

Back then when i used to work at Living Cabin, there was a bunch of new recruit came in after few days later, so the place was too pack with too many members so they split us up, i however, luckily still remain in Tesco's living cabin..

There was one of my colleague who work for a month or two in Living Cabin that i clearly remembered due to an unforgettable event..so here it goes. Because i was here a few days earlier, my big sister supervised me to bring this new "guy" along and show him where we throw the rubbish at..so we were walking and talking a little bit here and there, once done..we head back to the shop but before that we had to go the toilet to wash our hand of course..

Confusingly "the guy" went straight to the girl's washroom, i thought he mistaken the sign or something so i told him the men's washroom is here not there and..he told me he knows then he continue going in and i..even more confused wonder why does he still keep walking in then, then he said the magic word..he said he's a girl..

*Lightning strike..twice..*

So i went into the men washroom looking like i'm lost or high on drug because i don't understand what he just say a few minutes ago, so as we walk back to the store, he explained to me he is actually a girl, she..is actually a girl..i check his IC card and all..shit is real..even his friends said so..unbelievable..

To me, he looks 99.99 pecent a boy, seriously a boy, good looking enough to be clarify as a boy, so i was thinking, how the hell in any impossible ways he can be a girl..she said that she got mistaken as a boy the whole time as well, hell yeah..I wonder how much difficulty it must have be for she to walk into some women washroom without being stare at or stuff like that..Man, if she's impossible i wonder how many of my male friends are actually female, while how many of my female friends are vice versa..

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New-Blog-Skin-3

I found lots of new blog template design on the net and decided to change it again because after staring through the new designs, mine looks like too cheerful and clean..i need something dark and cool you know, how here it is..again..hopefully third time the charm..

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Nothin' To Say

I feel kinda sad for my own father and son relationship, me and my dad, like father like son and we ain't got nothing much to say to each other. I feel bad for my dad because at times it just feels like nobody in this house has anything to say to him..Me, my sister and my mum are babbling here and there, talking about all kind of shit while my dad's lip stay still.

First off, I love my dad very much, though i don't say it to him and he don't say it back, i never let anything come between me and my daddy..I'm his little boy and he's the best dad i can ever ask for, my dad try to spoil me rotten all the time when i was young but i will always have a little consideration for his money so i never get too carried away..Since i was young my dad will buy me anything i want, it's his way of showing me how much he loves me, he will go as far as stealing it for me if certain item is not for purchase, my mum always tell him to stop buying so much junk for me, but he never listen..he's stubborn..like me..and i want to grow up to be just as stubborn as he is because he's my dad..

Since my parent's divorce, i feel like my dad got left out in this family, we got nothing to say to him and he doesn't have anything to say either, i personally don't like that despite i do it all the time, like for example in a car, me in the passenger seat and my dad on the driver seat, the radio will be the one doing the talking, and we just let that be our mouth as it drive us back home..I know that most and son or daughter relationships are like that, since the father has to go to work, he'll be absence for the whole afternoon, since then the children start to grow fonder with their mother and eventually the father gets left out of his kids life..That's the story of every father, that's the story of my father..

Sometime i wish i have something more to say to my dad, silence don't always have to be golden, let communication be diamond once in a while..our conversation are around 2 to 3 sentences at best, it's pathetic..i don't want that. I know it has been a habit between for the past 20 years and my dad is not a very open man..probably due to the way he was brought up but i just wish we could talk a little more.

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Annoyin'

The title says it all, I can get annoyed quite easily..you know that sense of feeling that someone is looking for you but yet somehow it feels like they're constantly tagging behind your ass 24/7 like some trail donkey.

Sometime i just get sick of it when the same person comes looking for you every single day since the everyday the ass tagging thing begins..at first, things was cool and fine, after sometime it'll be like damn, come on, are you serious, not you again..I don't really mind people come looking for me, but seriously what am i? your boyfriend? and i'm addressing this issue about a guy friend of mine..shit is crazy..

I know since high school, he's a good friend of mine, but everytime i come on to Facebook, he pop open a chatbox and he's always asking me what i'm doing..it crawl up my skin. Like i said, once a while, fine..every now and then..fine, constantly..hell no. It's sicken me and i hate to do this to him but i've pretend to ignore him on Facebook because it's dejavu everytime when he comes..I know he's doing nothing wrong but stop invading my space and go attack your girlfriend's.

Maybe it's me, it's just of my personality, the personality of unable to deal with a male species constantly wondering what i'm doing..I'm starting to wonder if my room has any hidden cam installed by some secret male friend that's gay that wants to know my every movement and location..shit is crazy..i got to get out of here, man..

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While Your Lips Are Still Red

I'm looking outside my house door and my right neighbor is an old lady, all alone in this world. I went and open the door and i just took one short look at her and immediately somehow i felt sadness in the air..so it continues..

See she used to live with her husband, it used to be a husband and wife home next to mine, now it's just a widow home, she lost her husband i think about a year or 2 years ago..he was on the tree doing something i don't know because i didn't see what he was doing, i was at the back then suddenly i heard screaming like the OMG type of screams, i went there and take a look and i saw her husband lfell down from the tree, it wasn't a very tall tree at all but maybe he must have hit his head or something..and just like that he's gone..

The ambulance didn't reach there in time to save him, but i think they couldn't even if they did, because he wasn't breathing anymore when he fell down. Thought of this got me thinking about how much we should cherish each other while we can..fate is not kind to everyone, anything could be just taken away by them from you any seconds..like they say, death is just around the corner.

From what i see, the old lady is always scolding her husband, i don't know if the scolding has any reason or not but i can hear scolding from her through the wall almost everyday while the old man refuse to listen to the wife and keep on doing whatever he does even when the wife says not to, i guess both party member are equally at fault. Now..one is gone and the other is left with nothing, one's misery stop permanently while the other continues, at times like this we tend to think back and regret all those bad thing we've say and done. Now she's all by herself in this world, there no more shouting coming from her house anymore..everything changed.

The moral of the story is love each other as much as possible before the clock stop ticking, life is too short to dwell on the past..hold each others hand as long as possible, hug each other as much as possible, laugh with each other as much as you can, love each other as deeply as possible and kiss each other while their lips are still red

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TestDrive

For 3 years I've not touch the wheel,
I'm rusty like steel, the feeling was real,
The rumbling of the sound got me sitting chill,
I thought i had skill, but i nearly got kill..

I didn't get kill..otherwise i wouldn't be here right now telling y'all about it. I just got back from my first test drive in 3 years, since the moment i got my license i never lay hand on another car till now..i drove around the street like for 2 hour straight, i ride like the wind and now..my ass numb.

I was rusty as hell when i start off, but all those memories came running back to me soon as i drove, it feel good actually because this is the first time i drove out of my 'hood' and into the 'wood' or road or whatever..I was riding around in that little Kancil car giving every other driver panic attack in case of me suddenly feel like crashing into their car just for adrenaline rush..but i didn't..it felt like i've drove for years though sometime i tend to tilt to the wrong lane of the road..

First off, my instructor name is Isnin..Monday, for the love of God, his parents must have hated him for something, i was going to say my name was Rabu, but you can call me Abu..to make fun for him..but i didn't do so..He was really nice and patience with my nonsense, he guided me throughout 2 hour unlike those instructor jackass back in those days when i was taking my driving license, i remember there was one who was really rude, he scolded me for very little tiny mistake, i wanted to hit 80 mile per hour and crash into a wall to kill him..but i couldn't..he was a sexism because if it's a girl student, out come the sweet soft bastard whose hiding inside the closet..

Girl, they always get the nicest treatment..

Anyway, when i was driving i wasn't really praying the whole time for safety, cause i have Isnin here next to me, but i should pray for all the other drivers on the road, they drive worse than me, now you see why i feel like giving them a panic attack..a dose of their own medicine..Worse part is these clown don't have the "P" on the car anymore, i bet most of them bribe their way to a license card.

Isnin said i can drive well, my flaw is controlling my speed..well, the solution for that problem..Auto car..safe me the trouble of having to constantly hitting clutch button..Seriously, the guy that invented manual car must have hated us human, either that he must have hated legs..2 legs and 3 button to push, not to mention 5 gears including reverse..it's insane..God bless the man who invent Auto for us..Isnin keep saying that "U boleh bawa..", it's like one of those TV gag line.

I'm still not ready to carry more than one heart beat into my car..i'm still skeptical of myself, so unless y'all really want to die, don't pray when you're about to enter the crapmobile..

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Parents Think They Know Best

You know what i hate the most..is when someone just decide to do something for you without even bother to tell you first..it's not like it's so hard to open that little lips and say..whatever it is that they're gonna say. My parents love doing that to me, they just wouldn't bother to tell me before they go off running around signing me to this shit and that..

I never ask for any of this nonsense, because they're smart asses, they think they know what's best for me. The phrase of "mum knows what's best for their children" yes, it's true..but that doesn't mean they can simply put your name in all kind of stupid activities before even bothering to tell you first..what's wrong with these people..

My mum should to do that all the time, she would just sign me for this and that without my permission, i mean i get to choose whether or not i want to participate on it or not..She used to sign me up for swimming classes here and there, drawing classes here and there..the best part is she have already paid for the first class when she sign me up. Again, i fucking repeat..i never ask for all these..I just hate it when someone, anyone do this to me, don't do something for me when i never ask for it.

Let's take the swimming class for example, i specifically say i don't want to take the class, but yet she still sign me up, next thing i know i'm the only boy in the pool who is not a female, who is not over 40 and who is not overwieght..it's like swimming in a pool where fat from the human body are just floating around in it, i feel like i was swimming with oil.

My dad just told me that he had a driving instructor for me to practice my driving again tomorrow, guess the fun part, he paid already..and here's the sweet part, he never bother to tell me at all, he's just "oh, tomorrow 9.30, driving practice with some instructor"..Fuck who says i want to practice my driving tomorrow? nobody..again, it's dejavu all over fucking again..

Am i being ungrateful? i don't know how can i be ungrateful when i was force to participate in all these unwillingly..They could have tell me first but they chose otherwise..does parents know what's best..they think they know what's best..It's not what they do that pisses me off, it's not telling me first that gets on my nerve..

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