happy new year folks

i plan on enjoying
come what may
bring it on i say

the jinx

you know there's a jinx.... you always know... you just don think too much of it... eh so what right..... heh
never say its a good year when the year is ending.... by all means go all out on the start of the year..... just leave out the last month....
or... or suffer.... i jinxed..... oh how i jinxed.... i knew i was jinxing also... was warned..... but heck..... i feel lucky.... you know when like everything is like going awesome..... just right.... you go and say the thing you regret the most....
sigh
i can't say i didn't see it coming..... had a feeling..... you know that gloom you get..... you know something is up.... smells off.... that shadow you see....
i hereby declare my mind is my greatest enemy..... too many thoughts ..... them buggers have caught up with me again.... had lost them for a while.... now am planning my next escape..... the dots are back i see
its just a bad day..... bad bad bad day.... sigh
i aint sad..... just hysterical..... i mean whats the point right....sad eh.... too much hassle that..... laugh it off... and forget.... which too will be my doom
god is the only one in heaven cause the dude had no family...... i swear cause if he had family..... he would have sinned ...either knowingly or unknowingly..... it don matter....cause when ye gots family.... you'r fucked..... no really... either way... f u c k e d
bah humbug........
so moo and my fellow humbuggers i say salute..... to the god of fuck!
so on the count o three..... we say "oh ...."
salute!

merry christmas

ello people...
my lack of bloggin is due to work (finally i gots me a legit excuse) i be besh happy as the year winds to an end... lots o people be sad.... don lose faith..... it gets better, does life..... but most of the time it sucks..... hence you should make the most of it when there is that incy wincy bit of happiness.....
this week i took pictures.... a lot of them... like i used to.... sigh
how cool is it.... i get payed to do this shit..... as pointed out, sometimes i forget i be photographer..... i do, get carried away
but when this feeling comes back... i be all happy
christmas aint all that for me... but this year i gots people to celebrate with.. to share with.... i like that bit
i am not a gift giver ( i do give gifts...but not on occasions, more when i feel like it, but it seems this year i feel a lot lot) you always spend on yourself.... feels good to give people things....
i remember the secret santa in college..... the one who turned scrooge..... sigh good times man good times..... as the days go by it seems the past fades out.... somethings you just have to hold on to.... remember and cherish....
if it weren't for the bad times..... we'd be sick of the good times
so forget em worries on this day of celebration..... just live.... for one lousy day.... just one.... say fuck off to the people who need tellin off.... and partaaay

cheers and stay safe...... don't trust any duchebag with a santa hat....

music

damn. i could never play an instrument...... i could once tho.... nothing flashy ... i wanted the sax.... would have settled for the trumpet.... alas all instruments at the school were issued out.... i played the french horn.... aye the french friggin horn... i played in an orchestra you see.... played symphonies and ballads .... won competitions with the band..... it was 40 odd students... i remember the teacher mr. dobbeck ......could play every friggin instrument and hit every note.... pretty cool teacher he was... participated in a parade .... played a cow bell :( .... honest to god.... i was sad.... why does the indian have to play the cow bell you think.... but it beats that gay triangle thingy.
so anyways.... music has been very close to me.... can't play shit... but heck i understand it better than most people..... so boo hoo :D
i remember in college i was the music bearer... the one who brought not only new shit... but original and different shit as well.... i be one o those who'd give a lecture on being asked what my favorite genre is.. or of sorts.... i listen to different kinds of music for different.... people have been influenced.... i have been influenced.... the best thing about music is that it doesn't need language... it needs rhythm.... people say rap oh... different means rap... sup sup... kewl
its so lame.... you don even feel like defending it... its not worth it.... for people who don like rap.... its ok... don mean rap sucks tho.... lyrically they are a mine of knowledge.... besides nothing gives a better boost....
but anyways music is music... it lifts moods.... bring change and underlines issues... some just are spiritual....some happy some sad....
i was not so good mood wise.... but when are we eh.... along came a simple song.... in a foreign language.... you just vibe.... forget... suddenly it feels good. music does that for me.... this did
and i share music :)

i had kfc today...it could well have been my last kfc with all ten fingers :(
i nearly chopped off my finger today.... i mean i believe in karma and all.... but this is personal ... ever been hurt so much that the pain just goes away.....its just not there anymore....
i nearly lost apart of a finger today... still i blog.... but since i know its to get sympathy... its all worth it.... shower me with lowe :D
but really.... it hurts..... got a tetanus shot ... not good.... the dude looked at me when i flinched... i suppose he didn' expect either of two things....... the flinch....of the tattoo..... its a reaction i guess... specially when its a doctor.... just that kid across the counter.....
it throbs now.... i be on antibiotics.... fingers eh.... my life
ow...

for all those gore fans....i include the picture.... its pretty nicely concealed.... do get in-touch for more blood :D

hmm

i sang the national anthem today..... after a long long long long time, it felt good. i remember the words.... i thought i would have forgotten.... but no.... word for word i remembered. i stood still for the first time..... still as in still..... no itch to scratch.... so shifting from foot to foot..... still. i wanted to and for the first time the body didn offer any opposition. i remem in school.... the anthem going on.... we be standin in line....talkin about the match yesterday.... or the coming test.... or that girl in tution...... not this time..... this time the head went blank...... not blank blank but no irrational thoughts..... none what so ever.... just the national anthem.
its sad when i realized that for this to happen a national calamity had to take place...... i felt guilty.
a week has passed.......the bloody week before still resonates i am sure in most of out hearts. its good to see people talking about it, even if they be joking...... realization is the first step. people deal with shit their own way..... some laugh it off cause thats their coping mechanism..... some like me. i get hysterical. i ideally would not want to say i am afraid........... i am not afraid....its not fear, its concern. i feel bad for those kids who we have dubbed terrorist's . poor kids ...brain washed by extremists to fulfill the so called attacks that the extreamists themselves don do. i mean where is it written that you kill innocents to get back at people at fault. where is it written that you leave a lil kid parentless...... where is it written that murder is right.
i have many muslim friends.... and family. i have had enough conversations about islam... about many other relegions and faiths. and if you really look carefully.....its the same stories with local characters and different environmental settings....oh yes and the language is different. the moral of the stories are basically the same...... be good and good things will happen. have faith. have hope. love. be loved. its simple....... the meanings get lost in translation...... deciphered wrong and then force fed to the willfully deranged.
i am 20+, i know what we are like...... we are a lil ignorant.... a lil lost and all geared to have a go at the world. these cowards feed on the young...... its the innocence they are after. i am 24 i still don't know what to do with life.....what it has in store for me. i am a lil educated ... a lot well informed.... i can survive anywhere in the world provided there are people. the main thing is ... i know right from wrong.......i might be stupid, ignorant and crazy...... but i know what should be done and what should not be done. i suppose thats the most improtant lesson that life has to offer. and what happened was not right. what america did was not right. what we are doing is not right. what the politicians are after is not right.
we blame the media.... yes i still do. but if it were not for media.....the cries of baby moshe would not have reached so many ears. if it weren't for media..... these resignations would not have happened......
everything has good and bad in it...... we have to use it properly.
we have to develope a conscious first.
thats the first step.

i be kickedddddddddd

(victory dance)


(and again)
now now...... people i need you to do this
go to.......... make history .... search for the entries.... click people click .... with me so far?!
now search for "music is me"
that sir and mem is a picture taken by yours truly :)
vote!
obama won.....now help me! vote deen vote deen

i be super kicked......