fun things of mE

^^BLAH BLAH OF ME^^
::mA bAsIcS::
NamE:::	rEbuildinG
GendEr::	gEntlEman
AgE:::	vEry maturE
dOb:::	July 29, WWII
EducatiOn:::	unEducatEd & concEdEd
LOcatiOn:::	Cambodiantown, Mtl, Canada
ZOdiac:::	LEo
WOrkplacE:::	Balcan ltd., St. LEonard
::LoOk & aPpEaRaNcE::
Hair stylE:::	short, shabby & sharp
Hair cOlOr:::	daily varying
EyEs cOlOr:::	brown & grEEn (lEns)
HOtt/sExy/hAndsOmE:::	nonE, that wouldn't be mE(i'm scrawny)
ClOthing stylE:::	jean & t-shirt (loosE onEs)
GlassEs/ lEns Or bracEs:::	glassEsEs & lEns
BEst physical fEaturE:::	tonguE =P
::FaVoRiTEs::
FOOd:::	mEat, mEat & mEat
COlOr:::	grEy & orangE
SpOrt:::	soccEr, snookEr & car racing
Music:::	anythings that bEat ma hEart & soul
Tv shOw:::	Cnn, Gsn, Epl LivEs, Foxsport & FEar Factor
Car:::	Infinity, Acura & Cadilliac
PErfumE:::	ChanEl (sport)
ShOEs:::	NikE. La coast & ....
PlacEs:::	homE, thEatrEs & bEachEs
::fRiEnDs::
BEst FriEnds:::	fEw of thEm....
CraziEst:::	i'm thE craziEst
LOudEst:::	hEr, in Phnom PEnh, Cambodia
mOst shy:::	hEr, in California, Usa
mOst caring:::	hEr, in London, UnitEd Kingdom
ShOrtEst:::	hEr, in Phnom PEnh, Cambodia
TallESt:::	him, in Hamilton, Canada
PrettiEst:::	hEr, in Bangkok, Thailand
BEst singEr:::	hEr, in SingaporE
BlOndEst:::	hEr, Phnom PEnh, Cambodia
SmartEst:::	hEr, Nagoya, Japan
MOst concEdEd:::	him, in MontrEal, Canada
BEst companion:::	him, Phnom PEnh, Cambodia
SwEEtEst:::	hEr, in Pusan, South KorEa
NEwESt:::	him, in Montreal, Canada
::iN rELaTiOnsHip::
SinglE Or takEn:::	outcastE
HOmo, bi, Or straight:::	straight/ trans (with a possible only mE) 8]
First kiss:::	at da samE day i first madE lovE
WhEn & whO::	oncE upon a timE & dun bothEr to rEmembEr
GirlfriEnds Or girlfriEnd::	huh???? 8}
::idEaL LaDy::
Hair stylE:::	any styles that suit hEr, but not bald
Hair cOlOr:::	any colors that suit hEr, but not grEy
HEight:::	of coursE shortEr than i am
WEight:::	as long as i can handlE 8]
LOOk Or pErsOnality:::	that's a solid combination, i'd like
ClOthing stylE:::	any stylEs that suit hEr, but i prEfEr shorts 8}
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music and lyrics - HugE Grant & BarrymorE

Music and Lyrics, a movie which i was supposed to watch few months ago and now that I have just finished watching, is inspired by one of the founding members of the band "PoP!". He enjoyed considerable fame and success during the 1980s and early 1990s. It is a romance comedy film which stars Hugh Grant as Alex Fletcher, a washed-up 1980s pop star and Drew Barrymore as Sophie Fisher, a former English literature major. It tells the story of their efforts to write a song for singer Cora Corman (Haley Bennett), and their subsequent romance.

This movie, personally i would say, reflects a sweet memory back then when my heart melted into love again, some months ago. It's a sweet memory about when i do love someone just too deep and it's that someone i can't never reveal and have been trying to hide from people. In my own remembering, I can see so many things. I have been coming across both those days of bliss that were much too brief and those longer nights of grief and pain, but just yet she has been still the one - the reason which enables me to be strong again. Very similar to the song lyrics, DON'T WRITE ME OFF, memory will often be a twisted tale of mystery for me. It has been years I’ve been blaming myself about the same old mistakes which saddens me so badly to start off my new life without thinking of my past. But, look.... now she has given me a reason to take another chance in life. I always hope if it is meant to be, it will be. It's destiny or not, we will see. Love can be expressed in a myriad of different methods, but the most timeless and most treasured will always remain the words written from my honest feeling and thoughts. There the following are a music video and music lyrics derived from Music and lyrics....

Don't Write Me Off Lyrics

JinglE Bomb - Jeff Dunham

There another related freaken funny one from Jeff Dunham, Jingle Bomb....

"Dashing through the sand
with a bomb strapped to my back.
I have a nasty plan
for Christmas in Iraq.
I got through checkpoint A,
but not through checkpoint B.
That's when I got shot in the ass
by the US Military..." 8DDDD

"Thank you Guitar Guy, go backstage and do your drugs now!!!!" =DDDD
"And look, Guitar Guy, i love you ROCK and ROLL.... oh by the way, thanks for dressing like crap for my show!!!!" :DDDD

AchmEd - thE dEad tErrorist - by jEff dunham

"Silent!!!! I kill you!!!!" =] That was so funny, I couldn't stand up I was so laughing!!!! "God damm it!!!! oh, oh, i mean, Allah dammit!!!!" X) "I set the Timer for 40 minutes but it went of in 4 secconds but you no what is like...." lol Well, this link of comedy video was sent the other days by someone i know. Big THANK to that someone for making ma day mixxed with FUN.

Hilarious ventriloquist, Jeff Dunham, with his puppet, Achmed, The Dead Suicide Bomber

just a qoutE

sumbody's mE

The beautiful lady in the clip is an Israeli model.... Israeli chicks are the among the most hotties.... Love Isreali, Ariella; Two thumbs up for Enrigue....

my plEdgE

....MY EVERY BREATH IS A SIGH, AND WITH EVERY BLINK OF MY EYES, TEARS OF BLOOD FELL TO THE GROUND~I PLEDGE MY FREAKEN DAMN LIFE THAT FROM TODAY ONWARD I'LL BE A DIFFERENT "ME"~TONIGHT TELLS ME ALL~I CAN'T NEVER PREDICT THE FUTURE, BUT TONIGHT GIFTS ME THAT TRUE PRESENT~NOW THAT I KNOW IT AND FEEL IT, AND I HAVE TO PICK THIS PATH~IT HAS TO COME TO IMMEDIATE EFFECT AFTER TOMORROW AWAKENING~FOR THIS IS MY LIFE, FULL OF LOSS, FAITHLESS, HOPELESS; SO LET IT BLEEDS....

!?!?!?!

....I can never explain the feeling I have had over these last dayssss, it seems months or even years, maybe it is because every moment I have encountered been filled with memories playing over and over in my mind, sweet and bitter memories.... The beat after beat sounds of the state of being sorry that clenches my stomach is beyond comprehension, to live another day without her would not be living, you are my breath, my pulse, you make me whole.... Time does play important roles in cementing 2 individuals' relationship regarding love.... When the feeling of wanting and missing reaches its climax level, each or both of the 2 lovers will require more time to contact, to meet, to see, to talk, to be together as well as to belong to one another.... The more they expect from each other the more they tend to be much disappointed once their expectations are turned down, or ruined, or in the mid of something.... It is in some cases resulting in loosing the strong tight bond of relationship or even breaking the relationship.... There are so many people around me, yet knowing only counting to few.... So many words of mine to be spoken, but barely being able to communicate.... So many things to be done, but have no time to view. So many places to see, yet having no spare time to explore…. At night I am afraid to go to bed, though I am so weary from emotion.... When I fall, I wake when it is still dark and try as I might to go back to sleep, I cling to my pillow and know that I must occupy my mind to keep from dying of missing.... So many things i have yet to get accomplished.... I would admit i have not done anything successfully, not even to be able to try to have enough and proper sleep.... Yet, my mind is right now screwing up as winded clouds.... Once again, i have no idea what am i talking about....SiGh....

plEase

plz love me today and love me tomorrow
plz love me till i forget all my sorrows.

plz kiss me and make the painful wounds in my heart go away
plz kiss me and tell me everything will soon be okay.

plz hold me and hug me tightly close to you
plz hold me and whisper sweet words that are true.

plz cuddle me and lay me on your bed
plz cuddle me from my toes to my head.

plz trust me for that i sometimes lose my temper
plz trust me everytime i tell you my whisper.

plz love me, kiss me, hold me, cuddle me, & trust me more
and if you can't do that at least for once then just let me through that door.

rEbuildinG,

a lovE trianglE song

Sleep sleep sleep.... is the only hardest task i can't accomplish during the night. Night night night.... seems so calm, and instead there are only wind, snow and rain show its' actions. Action action action.... i can't react, but mourn inside my shabby torn apart chest. Chest chest chest.... you're working just too hard to burden those cruelties, and just to survive my daily life. You're sick now; You're officially sick now; you're going to explode now. I am sorry for that i can't find any medicines to heal your inside wounded pieces. Everything i have wanted disappears from sight one by one. I can't find any reasons to wake up each morning. I've been trying so hard, but can't seem to make anything right again. I really can't escape this hell. My life keeps falling apart no one would ever understand this pain inside me. By facing this pain each day, my heart sinks lower and lower in my chest. Tho i try to block it out from sinking down in accordance not to enable the pain, nothing seems ever help, and i just wanna scream all the days that come and go which is each filled with pain. When i know my heart is broken, when my tongue stops talking, when i need to cry but my eyes are dry then i know i am in pain. When i feel the deepest cut, when i have no reason to live, when i feel my heart needs supply, when i see the morning as night, when my eyes closed cuz i feel frighten and when i feel that i have no soul, then i know i am in pain. When it happens all i can do is nothing, but write it out to express as my hurted feeling progresses.

I am drinking now again. I drink to put myself into asleep again. I drink to heal my wounds inside my heart again. I drink to numb all those painful wounds inside my soul again.... and again. 1st bottle, 2nd bottle, 3 bottle...., is just a quantity for the length of time i no longer be awake. I am not a drunkard i would assure, I am not an alcoholic i would admit. My dad, back then, used to teach me how to drink to heal some problems and diseases, but i was never be able to learn it. Now that i've learnt it by hard and heart when i am invloving with all these happening facts. I am now listening to a song, a Love Triangle song. I don't know why i am so into this song recently, during these weeks. I am this awake just to listen to it and drink along with it. I am in no way referring to someone by posting this song. No one should be blamed in Love Triangle. Love is all about suffering, understanding and forgiving. But, somehow, what the song's lyrics say seems so heartbreaking. He loves her, he cares for her but all he gets back is pain, pain of loss, pain of death. It feels as if he drives a selfish dagger into his own chest cuz he has seen that the kindness in him has been forgotten and never to be found. The sky and those trees moan from the pain they know he burdens. She has brought the pain that he can never forget about what she does to him. She has killed the love he could have brought; she kills what is left of him.

Having been living till this age, i learn that love, it only exists in fairytales. Pain is the only thing that i know for sure is real. No happily ever after. Pain is the only proof to prove my existence is true in life. Pain fuels my will to fight for hopes and to continue living my life longer, in order to eventually show the world that i am so unfair treated to be part of it, to eventually show those i used to hurt that i am sorry, to eventually show the ones i love that i am worth a faithful relationship with each of them. My hope of having a wonderful love is just seemed like the cloud in my judgement. I guess i might don't ever have great love in the future since i can only feel despair and pain ahead. No fairytale ending for me, but only an on going torment.

Having finished my fifth bottle, my face is yet to get red. Guess it can't be red cuz all i can see on my face right now in the mirror is a face painted with color of darkness of pain, which is born from that sorrow, and which is once sung by me, heard by me and understood only by me....sigh....