Getting Arty Farty with RIcky

2006-03-06T04:17:00.000-08:00

Hmmmmm, somehow i get this feeling that the whole damn work place hates me. How pathetic and uncool this life can get! Maybe some ppl just can't stand facing up to reality, facing up to the fact that i hold a bachleor's with 3RD and let me stress it once again 3RD Class Honours!!! Aint no mean feat heh, as i'm also the oldest amongst the peers, i take up the responsibilty of being the big brother in all things.
I am a confident person, i walk with a mean strut and mine tight arse bursting out of my real tight pants, aint that a sight. All the chicks swoon over that arse of mine, guess some and it and many just dont have what it takes to swagger and be confident with such a perky lil cute arse.
Well, sometimes i might like to take charge and assert myself as the self appointed, righteous upright, understanding, diligent one. Afterall they're like lost sheeps in need of a sheperd to guide em along the way and i take it upon myself to be the sheperd of these lost sheeps.
Take a most recent incident, i was appointed the leader of my group, so of course i had to assert my position. Though i might be there for a relatively short time, but com'on man. I've learnt to suckle before you even learned to walk.
I was to lead my team in transporting chairs from point A and point B, and whoa, the chairs weighed a ton. How could you ever expect me a uni grad to do these kinda degrading work fit for foregin expats. So naturally i had to find a way out, I managed to convince those 3 babbling idiots to carry the chairs whilst i go take a breather, on the pretext of asking for help.
Of course i wasn't gonna lift a finger, do not forget i'm a uni grad with 3RD class honors. I went back and acted like i was real busy so that no one would suspect me. Man i should have won the OSCARS for best performance. I put up a five star world class performance for my bosses to see. Afterall i'm diabetic, though i do sometimes boast that i am an athelete and my illnes wont be a stumbling block for me to progress in life.
To be continued....
Signed
Laweeeee Ballley

Thoughts for the day

2004-11-20T05:59:00.000-08:00

Haaaaahaaaaaaaaaa been quite some time since i updated the blog, so i'm here to fill something into the empty white space i stare before me. Was reading some forums and came across a very interesting topic, Would a couple still remain as friends after a breakup and if the other party invites you to the wedding dinner would you show up. Frankly speaking i've thought of this before and the thoughts are indeed disturbing. I wouldnt go gatecrash the party and ruin a happy day for the bride of course, i aint so narrow minded. Seriously speaking i doubt i do ever show up though, i really really cannot imagine the one girl i loved the most in my life marrying and the groom aint me. It really pierces the heart real deep, yes we have parted ways, yes we've agreeded to be friends. In name we're friends, however i cannot ever imagine myself being friends on a platonic level cause i can never forget how deeply i still love her. Anyway i shouldnt side track and back to topic. I was reading through my classmate's blog, its all beautifully done. It provided me a very interesting read during a god damn boring day.

Long Time No Fart Stinker No3

2004-11-12T23:10:00.000-08:00

I'm sitting on my chair, staring at the ceiling just spacing out but somehow my arse is still hurting the hell out of me. I'm an arse man indeed, endless problems with the area where the sun dont shine. Been a long time since i last crapped here, my head is telling me its time for some new crap, so bear with it people. Pooooffff here it comes, lets count down 3 2 1, ready? definetely ready for some serious crap from me? Haha enough of rubbish, it seems pretty weird though as i'm typing this seems that i'm talking to myself. Does that make me a thrash talking self centered egoistic numbskull heh. Been nursing my tummy, as i gaze at my magnificent tummy i cannot help but feel a surge of self satisfaction. Hmmmmm i'm such a dick at times, dick and rick, rick and dick heh it rhymes, so i'm the ficky dicky arty ricky heh. I thought i was a big dick till i got dickified by a greater dick. Man i've come across many types of people and only one person is a bigger dick then the dick i've met. He's the lesser of the two dicks, however point is he's still a bigger prick then me and i've just been dickified. It seems just all so fated, that i end up partnering and working with him. Well i better refrain myself now or i'll shoot my mouth off and blabber non stop bout this DICK. Finally i've met a friend who has 5 friendster account full of friends, I can never imagine how one could ever have so many friends. 1 account gives you 500 friends at most and 5 multiplied by 500 wow its 2500. I wonder what kind of person would have 2500 friends, aint that i'm envious just pretty shocked, by the sheer amount of friends. Been very disturbed by this issue for a long time, time for me to voice my opinion on it now. This is taken from dictionary.com the meaning of a friend

A person whom one knows, likes, and trusts.
A person whom one knows; an acquaintance.
A person with whom one is allied in a struggle or cause; a comrade.

So an acquaintance is known as a friend, i would rather term an acquaintance as an aquantiance, i would rather more see of a friend as a comrade. One who would stick through thick and thin, one whom would share weal and woe as a true friend indeed. When put in the face of danger, which man would really brave through great risks just to save the skin of another friend. I for one hold friendship in high esteem and regard however i doubt i would have the testicular fortitude to do it. I am damn MAN enough to admit that i would rather save my own skin. Life is indeed too precious to throw away just like that, i hear people contempting sucide when they suffer setbacks in life, when they have a failed relationship. It really takes a whole lot of courage to die, Once i had a friend who said she wanted to die, she wanted to leave this depressing world wanted to end it once and for all. Called me in the morning and cried, drank till she was dead drunk in the middle of the night and kicked up a big din. I might be a lil cynical right here, but if i really wanted to die, hell i wouldnt call a huge bunch of people around me and watch my antics and hear me wail my arse out. I would get over and done with it. I wouldnt want to jump the building before making sure my friend chasing me catches up with me and prevent me from jumping and then curse and lament why wouldnt my friend let me get over and done with it. If its a listening ear one needs i'm always ready to lend my ear, if its a shoulder my shoulder will always be there, if its a pat on the back and some words of encouragement you could always count on me. However dont try to emulate a Oscar winning award performance to gain my sympathy and waste my time.

Stinker No 2

2004-10-27T11:15:00.000-07:00

Here comes Stinker No 2 for the day, time to be real serious, enough of satire for the day. Well well, guess i'll touch on the topic of dreams. Wet Dreams Dry Dreams aspirations ambitions dreaming of you well all are dreams. I rather keep my wet dreams a secret though, too saucy to publish haha. Was touching on the topic of dreams with a friend, well to me personally a dream is more then a dream, a dream is a goal for me to achieve. People always say to aim for the sky and reach for the sky, well i find it too god damn unrealistic. Sometimes one has to be practical, i have many dreams in life, i dream of leading a lifestyle of the rich and the famous, wether it'll remain a dream it's still unkown. My childhood ambition has always been to work with animals, i find animals creatures that are second to none especially compared to the mammal known as MAN. Animals have feelings too, though it aint as cultivated compared to a MAN. It walks, it breathes, its alive! Being alive in this world is already such a blessing to one, i always like to count my blessings and i always lose count cause i have too many. Its already the greatest bliss ever to breathe walk and think. I can never understand why one has to resort to the supposed easy way out when problems are encountered. They simply choose to run away from the truth which is cold and harsh and live in a world of lies and treachery. No man is devoid of feelings, there's a saying that says money is the root of all evil, I rather put it as MAN is the root of all treachery. When Greed befalls a man, who can guarantee one wouldnt kill his next of kin just for his own benefit. One's greatest enemy is oneself, one who can put down all worldly possesions and passions is one who is a great man. Ego is just a simple 3 lettered word, however ego is the essence of all people. Ego puts one down, prevents one from looking towards further. Man's view of life is just so narrow, make money and enjoy life. Is there real satisfaction from a life led this way i wonder. I for one certainly wont mind having more moolah to splurge on. Maybe if we really open up our eyes wide, we will really see and fathoam that there is much more to life then material gains. Of what good is material comfort when you got no spiritual comfort. One may seem flashy and walk with a swagger in front of others to satisfy his own ego, however deep down inside the demons are still there haunting. Who can really conquer his own personal demons, i for one certainly cant. Life is full of daunting challenges, the sheer courage to take these challenges head on is a cause to celebrate. Wether one fails or not it isnt important anymore cause the courage to face it head on transceds all others things. The society has evolved so much so that one has to change to adapt to the surroundings. Its the survival instinct taking over, i certainly dont lament the changes. With changes comes progress, how ironic it is to think that man evolved from barbaric creatures into the modern day career person. We're all pathetic fools sometimes to keep chasing for the paper we call certification to land a better future in life. We spend our whole life chasing for it and pursuing it, in the end one would question oneself is it worth it. Well i certainly find it worthy in the aspect that i'll give me a better life in terms of material comfort.

Poot here comes a stinker

2004-10-27T10:57:00.000-07:00

Pooooooooooorrrrt here comes a stinker, my first fart for my first arty farty column. Man it stinks doesnt it, well there you go courtesy of ricky my alter ego online. Well just a foreword, in the event you great dislike or greatly empathise with the column pls kindly forward all donations to Ric's heh heh heh trust fund. All donations will go to Ric the beneficary. Well well time to get down right to buisness heh, i got inspired to do a column by my friends. Man i had such a blast reading other's blogs that i decided to do one up myself. Came across a bimbotic poster, well but everyone's entitled to their own opinions and i still think she's a bimbo. I'll try to be a himbo for my very first post, well lets see, today i went to shave off my goatee and moustache so i look prism and proper, i also checked for any long nose hair that is unsightly. I went through my wardrobe and realised Oh My God! my clothes are getting less and less, its time to do some serious damage to my wallet. I went to check my hairline too, to make sure it isnt receeding due to the excessive use of hair care products. Today i went out, but i had a hard time choosing what to wear, should i wear my black shirt or should i wear the blue polo T or maybe maybe i should wear the white T shirt. Hrmph its such a bother sometimes, I also had to find a pair of matching pants to go along with it, should i wear jeans or should i wear berms hmm tough choice aint it sigh.... That aint the biggest headache of all, my 3 wardrobes are kinda empty, maybe maybe i should buy another one and fill it with some clothes to make me seem like i have loads and loads of nice things to wear. I had a terrible time choosing my socks too, and of course my shoes. Today went to eat Long John Silvers, Oh my gawd its so sinful, i ate 2 pieces of deep fried fish, Oh my..... how much exercise i'll have to do, I must make a conscious effort to burn my fats. I also gorged myself on a cuppa starbucks coffee, the kopi tiam is too crass for my carefully pedicured toes to step on. The coffee is oh so sinful again, I guess i gotta pray to God and ask him to remove my fats. I must do 1 sit up before i sleep tonight.