THE EVEAN REVOLUTION

The writer has migrated.

Thanks. You'll get an e-mail cinta-cinta ku.

He saw her on the subway and told the world on his site.
http://www.nygirlofmydreams.com/

Sweet.

This one's funny:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=J9PKO5WyPpg

NNWM update:

not going well. Really stuck.

For all you know he's a security guard. Not that it's a bad job for anyone. But seriously. Is evil. I just realized this. I don't even look at security guards at our place, waiters, cleaners, attendants, taxi drivers, bell boy, dispatch, mailman, lawn mower, bus drivers, conductors. It's as if I'm so bloody high and mighty. It's as if I'm just out of their league. As if I am better than them as a human being just because I am better professionally. I am such a hippopotamus! When all this while I've been talking about equality. I am such hippo. When I puke upon prince and the pauper syndrome. When I despise the very mention of class barriers. I am such a hippo. What have I done.

You thought tastes improve with money. You look at the choices they made. You shake your head though only in your head. No. It doesn't. You either have it or you don't. And their curtain will forever look ugly.

I dunno what I've gotten meself into but.
P.s. Stef, I changed my username to val's fav pseudo, mizael.
http://www.nanowrimo.org/user/252856
that's my new profile page. So I guess the other one gets canceled.
The easiest thing to write about is myself.
Okay I think that's it. Thanks and good night.
By the way, I know no one's interested just as I am not but mychemicalromance is doing a gig at stadium merdeka on the 9/12/07. Ya, malaysia allows goth. Padahal baru tu hari kana ban black metal. See I told you. Blowing up the Black metal thing was another conspiracy. Not that I condone screaming creatures.

Let me end this post with a happy tune:
lalalala lalala lalala lalala
lalalala lalala lalala lala
guess what's that tune? Marry had a little lamb lah...ahahaha..I knew you'd get it. ^__________^

Last year's nanowrimo post

http://freakonomics.blogs.nytimes.com/2007/10/09/the-economics-of-gold-digging/?ex=1193112000&en=a283cdc91af87f7f&ei=5070&emc=eta1

http://www.marxist.com/History/origin_jews1.html

http://www.internationaljewishconspiracy.com/articles/ijc_060804_gibson.html

Oh c'mmon admit it. So what if Jews are the chosen people. If chosen, chosen lah.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mgH_oVplF5Q

nung apatai zou, vasi nung apatai miaga diti.
The song that I never finished learning because I have not the perseverance although I can listen to it a million times and watch a one hundred one thousand versions.

Europa (Earth's cry, heaven's smile)

nearing home time.

Without realizing, I found myself salivating. Ya, really.

Did you know that Roger wilco means: received, will comply.

http://www.phrases.org.uk/bulletin_board/5/messages/1101.html

i was curious about the origin of the word "roger". I translate it a lot. And I say: baiklah.

It started with a line to translate:

artists can be selfish sometimes.

From there the numerous reads on the selfishness of the artist.
I thought of Val naturally. I thought of my selfishness although I don't think I am an artist.
But boy am I selfish.
It is true that the artist I know is selfish. I want to know why. So self-absorbed. It can't be good. So preoccupied with yourself. Van Gogh. Edvard Munch.
It brought me to insanity as well. Artists and insanity. Pura-pura insane or truly insane. No accomplished artist live a normal life. Define normal. I don't know. Maybe 9-5. I hate that. 9-5. I hate nine to five as this is an aimless post.

http://arts.guardian.co.uk/features/story/0,11710,1572001,00.html