Gone

I always took life for granted. I never saw the big picture even when I thought I saw it. Perhaps I am the one being naive here; ironically, as I used to called upon others being naive. The world does not revolve around you. It's normal that one day, something should come to an end. I did had an awesome time with my peers but when it comes down to reality, there's always a fine line there. Somehow, I thought I could wipe it off, or perhaps bend the rules to suit me. Perhaps in my drastic attempts, I might have been able to buy off some votes; but the veto power lies with someone else. I do not blame him, because it's true I am somewhat a bother in  a sense. My mind tells me the right thing to do is to dissapear; but my heart can't let go of everyone here. We are but meere mortals; where fate controls our life and sometimes we might not get what we want. Either way, I will dissapear no matter what; because the world does not need me; or rather they do not need my presence there. I am just slightly dissapointed that my strong believe regarding this matter was wrong all the time; and that they were too polite to voice it out against me. I feigned a smile, but deep down my heart twisted in agony. I can't inquire regarding this matter because I believe that I have been enough trouble for everyone. Perhaps I might actually survive this ordeal but I do not want them to have a conflict over me. I have about half of the people here who might root for me; and perhaps not. But I rather things remain peaceful. If it was me from the past, I would have fought on, and made inquiries all over till I got the answer I am looking for; at any cost; my reputation, my pride and my rationality. I think it's funny how the hands of time twists our lifes. I am no longer the Steven I used to be; neither am I an ideal Steven in my parents' eyes, friends' eyes and in my own eyes. But someone reassured me, there is no point in pleasing the world when all it does is incurring a wrath upon yourself at the epilogue. Mixed feelings is something rather difficult for me to handle and no one likes listening to me rant; right?
Perhaps if I am lucky, someone might actually read this and give me an insight. If not, let this me a ranting place for me.

Au Revoir

Digi Pitbull - I Like

Honestly to say, I am not a photographer. But I do love snapping away as much photos as I could. Well, to be honest, I don't think I should be given the oportunity to be the photographer since I don't own a DSLR. But it would be an honour if I am allowed to participate by being part of the fans who get to sing along with Pitbull. I really love his songs and it's like a dream come true when I saw the competition. I know my entry is a bit late; but what the heck, it's better just on time, than to never have participate and regret right? At least, I know I tried my best.


After contemplating for some time, I finally decided on which photograph I will use. =D

A friend of mine drew my classmates.

 She poured her heart out to draw all of us. Well, this is what we look like in real life. =D

Yes, that's all of us including our 2 lecturers.

Honestly, I would love to be Digi's photographer, but I will be satisfies if I could get the tickets for the concert. Oh, all of you can win tickets from this link right here.



Remember this, to my fellow bloggers, readers and people of Malaysia.

Digi, Simply the Best Choice. =D

I would really appreciate it, if Digi would just allow me to be part of the sensational event. I just want to sing along to Pitbull with my fellow fans. 

I sincerely thank you and I can't wait for it. 

Au Revoir.

Shifting

Good morning, well it's been 4 years and I am still blogging. Hope to continue til I die perhaps? Well, I desire a change in mood and enviroment. So, this blog will be use solely for sad stuff (if i ever encounter any) or to participate in events. Meanwhile, majority of my posts will be done in my new blog. Thanks for visiting all these while.

Here is the new link

http://memoiresdesteven.blogspot.com/

Au revoir.

Desolation

I gaze for the stars and shoot for the moon. But I failed to realized that it was beyond my grasp. Perhaps it's time where life stops giving and starts taking from me. The climate may be warm but my heart feels cold. It's been too darn long since I felt the warmth of friendship, radiance from a smile or the bickering of friends on making decisions.

Once, Twice and.... Well, I've actually lost count. I've seen so many Good Byes that I actually do feel numb; tired of life. From time to time, I would prefer to be isolated from the rest of the world; in a cold and dark room. All this time, as I grew up, I realized I never knew my family as well as I thought. I felt alone in this world. Everytime they try to talk to me, my heart would harden and I felt no warmth nor no love. Life seems to be a business proposition at home and I can do nothing but please them.

I am tired of this kind of life, pretending to be someone I am not. Even recently, I realized that I made mistakes and realized that I was never being serious; when I look back; all I felt was anger and regret. I am starting to doubt myself these days. If all this is a test, well I am failing pathetically.

Everyone around me jokes that I think too much; hence white hairs. Well, it's partially true, I do think a lot. To be precise, I reminiscized about the past, pondered about the present and contemplated for the future. People say, learn from the past, think about the present and prepare for the future. Yet nothing seems to be working for me.

To me life is bitter. Guess what? Coffee is bitter as well. But at the very least, you could always add creamer or sugar to sweeten the coffee. What bout my life? Well, I see no silver lining admist the dark clouds. I've lost confidence in the silver lining and decided that I should take things into my account. I no longer have faith for most people around me. No offence, but I really loss hope in relying on others.

I do appreciate everything that's been for me but there are things that I've got to do by myself. I should have never left the cold path that I took. I never expected life to be this cruel.

Au Revoir.

Misery loves company. Well, I do miss Misery as well. At least, things couldn't get worse anymore.

Emptiness

When I look back now, I realized that my life was a lie. I could cheat the world but I could never cheat myself no matter how hard I try. I was a selfish and conceited person back in primary school and I'd soon realized that by being so I will never make friends. However, instead of controlling it, I resorted to denial and changed tremendously. I decided never to make any decision and leave it all to others as I try to be as flexible as possible. Yes, probably I did gain more friends, but it also meant that I became someone else. I was anti social and isolated myself from the world.

Fortunately, I met several people who took turns to change my life. However, by the time they read this post, they would have realized that I was no where different from the beginning. Now, my minds all messed up and my emotions are all out of control. Back then, I was a pessimist, filled with negativity about myself; but now Rage is all I felt for the world and people around me. I can't seem to be able to control my temper or anger anymore; nowadays, I would lose my temper at my loved ones without realizing it and when I walked away, my heart aches and I really felt helpless. People might think that I am writting this to gain attention or sort, but I beg to differ; I am writting this as a reminder to myself that I do have this issue.

It's due to this anger; that I've decided to isolate myself even further compared to my pessimistic days.

If only I could wipe those feelings like a tear.
Well, if only...

But there's no If's....

I really miss talking to her but I should move on and close this chapter of my life.

Living life with no regrets is not as simple as it sounds. Ignorance might not be blissful forever; just temporarily.

Walking out.

Black is Back with Arthur’s Day 2011

Date: 23 September 2011 (Friday)

 

It's a Friday, we get special promotion at TGIF?

 

Time: 6 pm onwards

 

Clubs usually starts after 10 for happy hours; 6pm is too early. 

Venue: Speed City KL, Selangor Turf Club

 

 Some place I guess.

 

But, if you combine them together, and add in the event.

Arthur’s Day 2011

Date: 23 September 2011 (Friday)
Time: 6 pm onwards
Venue: Speed City KL, Selangor Turf Club

 

It will be one heck of a party/event. To be honest, I am superfragilisticexpialidocious-ly excited because it will be my FIRST Arthur's Day event since, I just hit 18 this year. Well, I am not a drunkard nor am I an alcoholic but I love Beer and have been drinking it from a tender age which I shall not mention perhaps if you leave your email then I might tell you.

 

Well, I suppose people might think, "This half-hearted-punk-who-barely-turned-legal wants to drink with us, adults?"

 

Well, why not? I am legal in age and .... OMG Taio Cruz is going to be there. Isn't that enough to get everyone crazy? I love His songs and would participate in the event even if I was still underage. 

 

P.s I am 18, legitly. 921005-XX-XXXX

 

 Besides,  it would be an eye opener event for me since I rarely get an opportunity to listen to Malaysian's artists. Well, I wasn't interested in Malaysian artists before this; not untill I've heard BUNKFACE's Through My Window. So with many local artists performing, I am sure I will love more Malaysian artists. 

I would like to apologize for Ripping this. =D

 They all look so mouth-watering. I want to eat them listen to them perform. Besides, no sane person in this world would say no to a party right? 

World's response,"JYEEAAAAHHH!!!"

Besides, there be lots of people there. Nuffies, fellow bloggers, hotties and every single people out there who wants to celebrate Arthur's Day as much as I want to. I would love to meet everyone there and make new friends, who knows I might get lucky   free beer? 

Besides, Prema Yin looks pretty, I want to have a closer view. 


But most importantly, there are two important things in my life, and to have them both togethere is like a dream come true. Blogging and Beer. Well, blogging is an awesome past time, and till this day, although I got into lots of arguments with my parents, I will never regret the day I picked up blogging as a passion. 


Secondly, beer. Well, ask any blogger if they like beer or not, if they say they don't, well; give me their Authur's Day passes. LOL. Beer is a must have during non-Muslim events (not being racists); we have beers in weddings, open houses, house warmings and most importantly Aurthur's Day. 


Well, I am writting this full with hopes to attend this event, because it's been a year since I participated in any blogger's events and I would sincerely appreciate it, if I was given the chance to attend. My last awesome event was last year's Digi Buka Puasa with Nuffnang. How nostalgic as I reminiscized into the past.


But, this time, if given the chance, I would love to reminiscize with beer and party. So, I have this to say before I end my post; 

Bring out the booze and let's party.

Have a nice day and please, with beer, party and Taio Cruz; can I have those passes? 

Signing off 

Your's truly. 

 Steven Boo Chuwen (Certified 18 yo) 

Back from Hiatus

It's been a while since I last updated. And by a while, I mean it literally, probably it's an understatement...

Okay, It certainly is an understatement. From a post a day, it declined to somewhat nil. I guessed I've lost the hang of it. And by coming out of my hiatus, it might give whatever readers I have left an idea that I might have gotten the hang of it again.

Maybe, just maybe. Before I talk about myself again, let me enlighten my gossip hunger readers about my experiences for the past few months.

At college, a new operator arrived and, eventually, I've gotten myself another kai yeh. Well, don't think negative okay? I am a polite chap with humility and these are the essential virtues needed if you're aiming to get a kai yeh or a kai ma.

P.s I do not go round looking for kai yeh or kai ma to rip off. 

One day, we had a friendly conversation and through that conversation; seriously no offense but I do believe that the younger generations are a bit impolite, low in humility and most definitely demanding.

Yes, not all, but quite a number are freaking, wait for it..... Yes.... freaking DEMANDING.

The food served by the operator is quite cheap considering the rental charged by the blood money-sucking college. And yet, students were being demanding.

Yes, go on arguing I deserve every penny spent on the purchased food. Yes, that's your right as a consumer. But things went overboard (from my point of view) when the operator told me he was scolded by a student for giving that low life the undesirable part of the bread in Gardenia loaves, the skin.

That student demanded for another set of toast bread and refused to eat the perfectly fine one, just because it is the one with skin. Well, I have just this to say to that student, that undesirable part you wasted, can feed a family in Africa. People are starving because of famine but you just wasted food just because you think it's not nice.

What about me?

Well, I used to be picky too. I grumbled and fussed when mom gave me the skin piece. Thank God she sent me to loads of camp, where I was mindset to eat anything served without complain or else starve and they literally let you starve, okay...okay... I do grumble a bit sometimes, heck I am not perfect.

Admit it, you all do the same too right, once a while~~ You know, when mom  cooked something you totally dislike, in my case, it's most definitely mushroom and chicken feet. Can't stand the mushroom smell and most definitely can't swallow the chicken feet.

Yet, once a while, I humor mom by literally swallowing the whole chicken leg, choking myself to near death and finally relieving myself with gallons of water.

Well, I guess that's all for this agenda and before I close it, here's a phrase which might close this agenda nicely.

Beggars can't be choosy

Unless your dad's super rich and pampers you like crazy, just eat and be thankful. 

You just don't know how lucky you are to have 3 square meals a day. 

 

 

Now, let's continue, I have loads more to rant about. 

Of Bus and Passengers

 

Pardon me for not using illustrations but I do believe pictures are worth a thousand words, how about a thousand words then? Wouldn't it bring more meaning? Well, perhaps we might be able to debate on that on another Blogger's Gathering as soon as I finish my exams and if I am still considered a blogger by Nuffnangers.

I comute to college by bus to and fro. I am a tolerant person but sometimes you just can't tolerate every single crap thrown at you, can you? I know I can't. If I could, I would be Him.

Bus drivers who dreamt of street racing but never had the chance. I assure you, if roller coasters just can't do it, try the bus. You will be jerking forward and backward and to the driver, it's none of his business because he is sitting comfortably on his chair.
 P.s Insurance agents can make a living here in the bus.

Bus that offers shower facility, literally. There are times when the rain is pouring and I got on the bus, thinking that the bus would be clear of the moisture. Oh what a shock I had when the bus was worse than the rain itself. Okay, I might be exaggerating, but still shouldn't bus operators get it fixed? Why are we paying them so much for such louzy treatment? In Singapore, 50 cents last the whole day. Well, we used to have
RM 2 for a day until they abolished it and they dare increase ticket prices with such louzy services? What a joke.

Bus feeling like a sardin can, perhaps an understatement. I often fall asleep standing in the bus. Yes, I sleep while standing and why is that so? Previous Milo advertisement portrays guys in sumo outfits trying to stuff themselves into a car. Well, that's what I felt on the bus. It was so packed that I could sleep while standing and the best part is, I don't have to hold onto anything, people were like a clump of jelly, swaying front and back but never falling down. I am sure if they could stack passengers like domino bricks, they would most definitely consider doing it.

Horrible bus schedules. It is annoying and disturbing when frequent bus users like me, realized that a few bus heading towards one destination left the terminal together. This causes long waits upto an hour for the next batch of bus. I mean, what's the point of having 4 busses going to the same place and all  the bus are kinda empty. This causes the can Sardin situation. I wonder what were the management thinking?

Now let me jump to passengers.
Top of my list is

Gold miners. The worst of them all, I daresay. Seriously, I find it repulsive to be next to one. Once,a miner mines tirelessly for that "gold" and flicks it off just like that. I was flabbergasted and to top it off, the miner didn't even clean his hands. I freaked out and walked to the far end of the bus and got off as soon as I could. Perhaps personal hygiene never struck him or the others?

Elbowing Grandmas. This grannies, not all, are greedy. I offered an inch, but they wanted a yard so I gave them a foot (kick). My lecturer taught me this idiom, cool right?

I offered an inch, You asked for a yard and now I give you a foot.

What am I trying to say? Well, I pitied them so I often gave them some space. But some just took advantage of my nice-ness and decided to burrow their way in, YES by elbowing me out. I got  kicked out of my spot by several grannies and finally it was time for the foot. I held my stand firmly and when they pushed, don't blame me for being mean okay; I raised my arms holding onto the handles and let them smell my armpits Take that grannies, I am fighting back. Lol.

Perverts, gay pervert. I was sitting in a bus one day and in front of me was this hot girl. She was sleeping and well, she caught my eyes. Well, I am guy, natural okay. But the guy next to her is a pervert. He stared at her bossoms; tilted his head nearer to her to get a better view and to make matters worse he is wearing pink, and is in his late forties with a beer gut. He even spread his legs wide open and started touching his crotch. Even when the girl noticed that pervert and glared back at him, he still carried on. If only I had a gun....

And that's the end of my louzy yet only way of transportation home til I can drive.

I guess that's all for now. Signing off

Au revoir; till we meet again.

Live life with no regrets