i believe fart is a form of volatile art
29/7/2005
Filed under: word — corpsie @ 8:24 pm

it’s system administrator day. [lagged a day]
if u’re a sysadmin, pet urself.
if ur gf is, give her a hug.
if ur house is full of them, group hug.
else if u dont know any, get me a present.

although im not working anymore, i still remember how we are mistreated by employers, staying unknown by users and abandoned by life for serving others, not to forget, the countless encounter dealing with very stupid peoples but thats the good part.

to all sysadmins, have a good one.

we thrive through ignorance.
to remain incognito is a bless.
to remain a virgin, that’s divine.

24/7/2005
Filed under: word — corpsie @ 7:28 pm

from sixthseal.com,

I don’t have any real friends. It goes without saying that my lifestyle doesn’t allow real bonding to happen due to the nature of the scene I’m in. My work doesn’t help either, I’m either too tired to go out with friends or too tired to even answer my calls. I have (er…had) some great friends, but I don’t bother to keep in touch. That’s entirely my fault though…so now I live in a world with a lot of acquaintances and party friends, but not what people would consider “real” friends.

My high school teacher told me once that I have this shield or cage around me that blocks people from getting to close to me. She reckons that it’s coz I’m afraid of getting hurt. I just shut people out. I think she’s right. I’ve let someone in before, and I got hurt.

It’s like the saying goes…

Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me.

eventhough im dead ass lazy, tired and slippy,
i just hafta paste it all out,
i just love honest writings. dont you?

Filed under: f-word — corpsie @ 7:23 am

got exam. starting tmorrow.
wish me luck.
i need it.
badly.
very badly.
so bad,
that i would beg on both knees and probably drink my own piss
and even call myself the bedwetter of ikaburuko

*chotto matte!*

no, i wont do that. *actually i would*
i’ll politely ask for your blessings..
i am good as dead.
tk.

tk as in terima kasih..

18/7/2005
Filed under: emofuk — corpsie @ 8:08 pm

this news has cause sorrow and gloom to my half drunken stoned sane-enough brain..

sad, melancholy, sorrowful, doleful, woebegone, desolate…

those words cant depict the true meaning.. this feeling..
maybe this how it feels like being fucked in the ass by the latter period of life.

bye bye phrack..
we will always love you..

11/7/2005
Filed under: food — corpsie @ 11:13 pm



corpsie can cook maa..

first thing first, the main dish.



ikan kembong masin, nothing special.



mamak fries cooked with onion, garlic and sprinkled with chopped chilies.



now this is g00d.. budu with chilies.

last but not least,



over-watered rice.. a.k.a stupid me for trying to make sticky rice.

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