Here I am,
This is me,
There's nowhere else on earth i'd rather be...
Ha ha haaa....
| J | Juicy |
| E | Exciting |
| I | Influential |
| D | Desperate |
| A | Astonishing |
| M | Modern |
| A | Awkward |
| N | Nerdy |
| I | Important |
Name Acronym Generator
From Go-Quiz.com
About Me
- Jei Matteus Damani
- Im just a guy, who lives his own unique life, as people do.
Tuesday, November 29, 2005
Ha ha ha...
Here I am,
This is me,
There's nowhere else on earth i'd rather be...
Ha ha haaa....
Name Acronym Generator
From Go-Quiz.com
Here I am,
This is me,
There's nowhere else on earth i'd rather be...
Ha ha haaa....
Name Acronym Generator
From Go-Quiz.com
Tuesday, November 22, 2005
Jin's Birthday!
Finally i have uploaded the pictures!! ;-p
Geez his birthday was in august an i've only just uploaded - in November!!
now for the txt... hmm that may take a while ha ha ha
Geez his birthday was in august an i've only just uploaded - in November!!
now for the txt... hmm that may take a while ha ha ha
Wednesday, November 16, 2005
Jei the Artist ;)
Heya!
I Just took this online quiz to find out what kind of blogger i am at about.com, and out of the five different types (pundit, artist, writer, daily grinder, patchworker), i think i got the best one -
...Well, i dont know if the descriptions actually true about myself, but hey, the title sounds cool ;-p
Click here to try it out yourself! or, for a more indepth version, try this more advance one at bloginality
I Just took this online quiz to find out what kind of blogger i am at about.com, and out of the five different types (pundit, artist, writer, daily grinder, patchworker), i think i got the best one -
The Artist!
"My blog captures the way I see the world.
I love images more than words.
Blogging only makes sense to me if there are photos or pictures -
be it of daily life, special people, memorable events, or works of art."
...Well, i dont know if the descriptions actually true about myself, but hey, the title sounds cool ;-p
Click here to try it out yourself! or, for a more indepth version, try this more advance one at bloginality
I Love You...
Here's a sweet email my little sister sent me - i should make her my spicy deluxe noodles more often! ;)
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A girl and guy were speeding over 100 mph on the road on a motorcycle...
Girl: Slow down, I'm scared.
Guy: No, this is fun.
Girl: No it's not. Please it's too scary!
Guy: Then tell me you love me.
Girl: Fine I love you. Slow down!
Guy: Now give me a BIG hug.
::Girl hugs him::
Guy: Can you take my helmet off and put it on yourself? It's bugging me.
In the paper the next day: A motorcycle had crashed into a building because of brake failure. Two people were on it, but only 1 had survived.
The truth was that halfway down the road, the guy realized that his brakes broke, but he didn't want to let the girl know. Instead, he had her say she loved him and felt her hug one last time, then he had her wear his helmet so that she would live even though it meant that he would die.
If u love any one this much...let them know...before its too late... i love you forever and always
to the end....i cant live with out you..because ur my friend
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A girl and guy were speeding over 100 mph on the road on a motorcycle...
Girl: Slow down, I'm scared.
Guy: No, this is fun.
Girl: No it's not. Please it's too scary!
Guy: Then tell me you love me.
Girl: Fine I love you. Slow down!
Guy: Now give me a BIG hug.
::Girl hugs him::
Guy: Can you take my helmet off and put it on yourself? It's bugging me.
In the paper the next day: A motorcycle had crashed into a building because of brake failure. Two people were on it, but only 1 had survived.
The truth was that halfway down the road, the guy realized that his brakes broke, but he didn't want to let the girl know. Instead, he had her say she loved him and felt her hug one last time, then he had her wear his helmet so that she would live even though it meant that he would die.
If u love any one this much...let them know...before its too late... i love you forever and always
to the end....i cant live with out you..because ur my friend
Saturday, October 22, 2005
Tired eyes in company of crazy friends.
I am in a room surrounded with Cliff Richard memorabillia. Within this space lies an amazing collection of DVD's; countless classics that would make anyone content.
In this room, three good friends chat throughout the night. Their topics constantly twist and turn into both genious clarity and absolute absurdity. Three people - Fia the mongoose, BFG the bigfoot guy and Jei the pukeko laugh the dramas of everyday life into the clouds.
BFG says "Dogs droppings. I like to eat eat eat, eeples and banini's; i like to ait ait ait aepls and banaenaes..."
Fia Neveau says "...same things we does every nrigh... ermm... lets conquer the world! no pinky! ahe he he he he he... shay-aar, met a boy, cute as can beee......"
as you can see, our conversations dont always make the best of sense, but we are comfortable with eachother, and our whimsical trips into madness are always met with good humour.
at the moment, these two silly people are making this weird re-indition of the 'Theres a hole in my bucket' song. Only their version includes a hole in a sock-ey, and chocolate cheese thats too chocolate; that cant be eaten cos BFG is diabetic... then it leads to advertising something on a rather dubious trademe website... and now im getting lost.
we often do this kind of thing. I tried to explain to them a theory, which explains a mans need to becoming more understanding of the sacred feminine, but evolution goes too far and creates a man in imitation of woman, which dominates the known world. having no traditional males around anymore, females become extinct, leading to a frog-like evolutionary change to the new-age man that allows him to bear fruit - a man able to bear children.
somehow i dont think my ridiculous theory wont be included in Dan Browns sequel to The Da Vinci Code. By the way, read that book; its the best.
Now they are talking about frog named freddy. they create a sentence about freddy and add another random sentence and making the story twist in random directions. Freddy has now got a porcupine spike stuck in his bottom. Jemima, his friend elephant as big as a house, cant do anything. Freddy is saved by an unusual hairy snake, who then bites him making him explode into a big blog of boogers..
theirs only so much you can take in before you completely lose track of whats going on. thats how it always is. I love these guys.
"It all makes perfect sense really" Fia proclaims. what a crazy world. This is Jei signing out. be sure to dust out those boxer shorts young penguins.
In this room, three good friends chat throughout the night. Their topics constantly twist and turn into both genious clarity and absolute absurdity. Three people - Fia the mongoose, BFG the bigfoot guy and Jei the pukeko laugh the dramas of everyday life into the clouds.
BFG says "Dogs droppings. I like to eat eat eat, eeples and banini's; i like to ait ait ait aepls and banaenaes..."
Fia Neveau says "...same things we does every nrigh... ermm... lets conquer the world! no pinky! ahe he he he he he... shay-aar, met a boy, cute as can beee......"
as you can see, our conversations dont always make the best of sense, but we are comfortable with eachother, and our whimsical trips into madness are always met with good humour.
at the moment, these two silly people are making this weird re-indition of the 'Theres a hole in my bucket' song. Only their version includes a hole in a sock-ey, and chocolate cheese thats too chocolate; that cant be eaten cos BFG is diabetic... then it leads to advertising something on a rather dubious trademe website... and now im getting lost.
we often do this kind of thing. I tried to explain to them a theory, which explains a mans need to becoming more understanding of the sacred feminine, but evolution goes too far and creates a man in imitation of woman, which dominates the known world. having no traditional males around anymore, females become extinct, leading to a frog-like evolutionary change to the new-age man that allows him to bear fruit - a man able to bear children.
somehow i dont think my ridiculous theory wont be included in Dan Browns sequel to The Da Vinci Code. By the way, read that book; its the best.
Now they are talking about frog named freddy. they create a sentence about freddy and add another random sentence and making the story twist in random directions. Freddy has now got a porcupine spike stuck in his bottom. Jemima, his friend elephant as big as a house, cant do anything. Freddy is saved by an unusual hairy snake, who then bites him making him explode into a big blog of boogers..
theirs only so much you can take in before you completely lose track of whats going on. thats how it always is. I love these guys.
"It all makes perfect sense really" Fia proclaims. what a crazy world. This is Jei signing out. be sure to dust out those boxer shorts young penguins.
Thursday, September 22, 2005
Facts Of Life That TV Teaches Us...
Facts Of Life That TV Teaches Us...
1)?Good guys are always outnumbered
2)?Good guys always win and get the girl
3)?If a woman is running away from someone she will trip and fall
4)?You car will always start immediately unless you are being chased by a maniacal killer
5)?Crazed maniacs and private investigators don't ever go home.
6)?Good guys always shoot better than bad guys
7)?Ugly people are always bad guys
8)?Police cars are made to roll easily
9)?Good guys are always good looking
10) Sex, murder, and mayhem is a way of life
11) Good guys are the only ones that have a sense of humour
12) Cars will explode in all accidents no matter how slight
13) If you jump hundreds of feet into water it will always be deep enough
14) The head bad guy is always smart. The guys working for him are always stupid
15) Haunted houses are never locked
16) Women will faint at crucial times
17) Good guys will always get shot in the arm or leg
18) All chinese people will know karate
19) Murders will always be accompanied by sinister music
20) Rich people don't have to lock their cars or spit out when they clean their teeth
21) Teenagers are always smarter than their parents
22) There are no ugly women, only ugly men
23) Thunderstorms spontaneously create murders
24) Computers never crash
25) When someone is dead or dying there will be a trickle of blood out of the corner of their mouth
26) Bad guys will make elaborate inventions for killing the good guys, but will leave before finding out if it works
27) Christmas Eve and Halloween night lasts for three or four days
28) As soon as you walk in a living room you need a drink
29) Police never wait for back-up
30) Everyone wins in Las Vegas
31) Nobody on TV has time to watch TV
32) Monsters are best hunted down when everyone spreads out and goes out alone instead of in groups.
1)?Good guys are always outnumbered
2)?Good guys always win and get the girl
3)?If a woman is running away from someone she will trip and fall
4)?You car will always start immediately unless you are being chased by a maniacal killer
5)?Crazed maniacs and private investigators don't ever go home.
6)?Good guys always shoot better than bad guys
7)?Ugly people are always bad guys
8)?Police cars are made to roll easily
9)?Good guys are always good looking
10) Sex, murder, and mayhem is a way of life
11) Good guys are the only ones that have a sense of humour
12) Cars will explode in all accidents no matter how slight
13) If you jump hundreds of feet into water it will always be deep enough
14) The head bad guy is always smart. The guys working for him are always stupid
15) Haunted houses are never locked
16) Women will faint at crucial times
17) Good guys will always get shot in the arm or leg
18) All chinese people will know karate
19) Murders will always be accompanied by sinister music
20) Rich people don't have to lock their cars or spit out when they clean their teeth
21) Teenagers are always smarter than their parents
22) There are no ugly women, only ugly men
23) Thunderstorms spontaneously create murders
24) Computers never crash
25) When someone is dead or dying there will be a trickle of blood out of the corner of their mouth
26) Bad guys will make elaborate inventions for killing the good guys, but will leave before finding out if it works
27) Christmas Eve and Halloween night lasts for three or four days
28) As soon as you walk in a living room you need a drink
29) Police never wait for back-up
30) Everyone wins in Las Vegas
31) Nobody on TV has time to watch TV
32) Monsters are best hunted down when everyone spreads out and goes out alone instead of in groups.
Special times need remembering...
just thought i'd post up this email my elder sis sent me. Its just one of those moments that i think is extra special:
"...Hi Everyone,
You all know that Craig and I are moving to Sydney next month but I thought I'd also let you know another tiny bit of news....
Craig and I got engaged on Saturday!
Yup we're getting married, tying the knot, getting hitched etc.
Just thought you'd like to know? : ) hehehe
Love Leni..."
Congratulations Leni my beautiful wise sister, and Craig my new tall and witty (but can't pull a blak fo' fact nigga!) brother-in-law ;-p
"...Hi Everyone,
You all know that Craig and I are moving to Sydney next month but I thought I'd also let you know another tiny bit of news....
Craig and I got engaged on Saturday!
Yup we're getting married, tying the knot, getting hitched etc.
Just thought you'd like to know? : ) hehehe
Love Leni..."
Congratulations Leni my beautiful wise sister, and Craig my new tall and witty (but can't pull a blak fo' fact nigga!) brother-in-law ;-p
Wednesday, September 14, 2005
Karen home moments
Here of some pics from my visit to Karens house - here you'll see Luke, Karen and Lucy. I'll write about the trip later ;p
Rock tha pinoy!!
Hey everybody! I dont know about you guys, but im really starting to like the Black Eyed Peas! I have both their most recent albums (Thanks to K for that one!). One interesting factor is that the resident Filipino of the group - Apl de Ap - enters one filipino song (tagalog language) in every album. I hope this becomes a tradition with the group, cos Apl's songs are quite nice to listen to. Pinoys are so cool! (though, i probably think that more because of their cute female population though; tee hee...)
Anyways, heres the two filipino songs from the albums Elephunk and Monkey Business; including some translations i found from the net:
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SONG: The Apl Song
ALBUM: Elephunk
[Chorus in Tagalog]
Lapit mga kaibigan at makinig kayo
Ako'y padadalang, balita galing sa bayan ko
Yaung pamamahagi ang mga kuento
Ng manga pangyayaring ganaganap
Sa lupang pinangako
[English Translation:]
(Come together and listen
I brought news from my native land
I'll tell you how we live and what goes on
From my beloved homeland.)
[Verse one, Apl.De.Ap]
Every place got a ghetto this is my version
Check it out...
Listen closely yo, I got a story to tell
A version of my ghetto where life felt for real
Some would call it hell but to me it was heaven
God gave me the grace, amazin' ways of living
How would you feel if you had to catch your meal?
Build a hut to live and to eat and chill in.
Having to pump the water outta the ground
The way we put it down utilizing what is around
Like land for farming, river for fishing
Everyone helpin' each other whenever they can
We makin' it happen, from nothin' to somethin'
That's how we be survivin' back in my homeland
[Sing the chorus...]
[Verse two, Apl.De.Ap]
Yo, its been a while but...
I been back home to my homeland, (check it out) to see what's going on
Man it feels good to be back at home
And it's been a decade, on the journey all alone
I was fourteen when I first left Philippines
I've been away half my life, but it felt like a day
To be next to my mom with her home cooked meal
Meant I felt complete, my emotions I feel!
Now life has changed for me in the U.S
But back at home man, life was a mess...
I guess sometimes life's stresses gets you down
On your knees, oh brother I wish I could have helped you out...
[Sing the chorus...]
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SONG: Bebot (Original Tagalog Version)
ALBUM: Monkey Business
A.
bebot bebot
be bebot bebot
be bebot bebot
be
ikaw ang aking/ay
B.
pilipino, pilipino, pilipino, pilipino
Verse I
hoy pare pakinggan nyo ko
eto nang tunay na filipino
galing sa baryo sa pangbato
pumunta ng LA nagtrabaho
para makatulong sa nanay
dahil sa hirap ng buhay
pero masaya parin ang kulay
pag kumain nagkakamay
yung kanin, chicken adobo
yung balot, binebenta sa kanto
tagay mo na nga ang baso
pare ko inuman na tayo
Verse II
masdan mo ang magagandang dalaga
nakakagigil ang beauty mo talaga
lambingin di nakakasawa
ikaw lang ang gustong kasama
yung bahay o kubo
pagibig mo ay totoo
puso ko’y laging kumikibo
wala kang katulad sa mundo ko
pinoy ka sigaw na, sige
kung maganda ka sigaw na, sige
kung buhay mo’y mahalaga, sige
salamat sa iyong suporta
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TRANSLATION BY: MilkPhish
Baby baby baby Be (3x) You are my
Baby baby baby Be (3x) You are my
Baby baby baby Be (3x) You are
Filipino! - Filipino! - Filipino! - Filipino!
Hey man listen to me
This is the real Filipino
Came from the barrio at Sapang Bato
Went to L.A. and labored
So to help mom
Because life is so hard
But the disposition is still bright
when eating we use our hands
The rice, chicken adobo
The balut, being sold at the corner
Share the glass already
My friend let’s all start drinking
Filipino! - Filipino! - Filipino! - Filipino!
Baby baby baby Be (3x) You are my
Baby baby baby Be (3x) You are my
Baby baby baby Be (3x) You are
Filipino! - Filipino! - Filipino! - Filipino!
Observe all the beautiful girls
Your beauty really drives me crazy
Sweetness is never tiresome
You’re the only one I want to be with at
Your house or nipa hut
Your love is for real
My heart always speaks
There is no one else in the world like you
You’re Filipino shout now, c’mmon
If you’re beautiful shout now, c’mmon
If you value your life, c’mmon
Thank you for your support
Filipino! - Filipino! - Filipino! - Filipino!
Filipino! - Filipino! - Filipino! - Filipino!
Baby baby baby Be (3x) You are my
Baby baby baby Be (3x) You are my
Baby baby baby Be (3x) You are my
Baby baby baby Be (3x) You are my
Baby baby baby Be (3x) You are my
Baby baby baby Be (3x) You are
Filipino! - Filipino! - Filipino! - Filipino!
Filipino! - Filipino! - Filipino! - Filipino!
You’re Filipino shout now, c’mmon
If you’re beautiful shout now, c’mmon
If your life is valuable, c’mmon
Thank you for your support
Filipino! - Filipino! - Filipino! - Filipino!
(repeat)
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Additional notes from MilkPhish:
"bebot" -- be´-bot is a street slang word for "girl" or "female" taken from the Tagalog word "babae" -- ba´-ba´-e
no derogatory implications whatsoever; Filipinos do not demean their females. the only demeaning word for females is a Spanish word, but none in Tagalog.
I wish you enough...
Hey guys; this email was sent to me a while back by my elder sister. Recently we found out that there's a possibility that she'll be returning to Aussie, so events kinda reminded me of this email. Just thought i'd post it up here. enjoy!
***
Recently, I overheard a mother and daughter in their last moments
together at the airport as the daughter's departure had been announced.
Standing near the security gate, they hugged and the mother said, "I
love you and I wish you enough."
The daughter replied,
"Mom, our life together has been more than enough.
Your love is all I ever needed. I wish you enough, too, Mom"
They kissed and the daughter left. The mother walked over to the window
where I sat. Standing there, I could see she wanted and needed to cry.
I tried not to intrude on her privacy but she welcomed me in by asking,
"Did you ever say good-bye to someone knowing it would be forever?"
"Yes, I have," I replied. "Forgive me for asking but why is this a
forever good-bye?"
"I am old and she lives so far away. I have challenges ahead and the
reality is the next trip back will be for my funeral," she said.
When you were saying good-bye, I heard you say, "I wish you enough."
May I ask what that means?"
She began to smile. "That's a wish that has been handed down from other
generations. My parents used to say it to everyone." She paused a
moment and looked up as if trying to remember it in detail and she
smiled even more.
"When we said 'I wish you enough' we were wanting the other person to
have a life filled with just enough good things to sustain them".
Then turning toward me, she shared the following, reciting it from
memory.
I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright.
I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun more.
I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive.
I wish you enough pain so that the smallest joys in life appear much bigger.
I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting.
I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess.
I wish you enough hellos to get you through the final good-bye.
She then began to cry and walked away.
***
...now go everybody, and eat bananas.
tee hee ;p
***
Recently, I overheard a mother and daughter in their last moments
together at the airport as the daughter's departure had been announced.
Standing near the security gate, they hugged and the mother said, "I
love you and I wish you enough."
The daughter replied,
"Mom, our life together has been more than enough.
Your love is all I ever needed. I wish you enough, too, Mom"
They kissed and the daughter left. The mother walked over to the window
where I sat. Standing there, I could see she wanted and needed to cry.
I tried not to intrude on her privacy but she welcomed me in by asking,
"Did you ever say good-bye to someone knowing it would be forever?"
"Yes, I have," I replied. "Forgive me for asking but why is this a
forever good-bye?"
"I am old and she lives so far away. I have challenges ahead and the
reality is the next trip back will be for my funeral," she said.
When you were saying good-bye, I heard you say, "I wish you enough."
May I ask what that means?"
She began to smile. "That's a wish that has been handed down from other
generations. My parents used to say it to everyone." She paused a
moment and looked up as if trying to remember it in detail and she
smiled even more.
"When we said 'I wish you enough' we were wanting the other person to
have a life filled with just enough good things to sustain them".
Then turning toward me, she shared the following, reciting it from
memory.
I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright.
I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun more.
I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive.
I wish you enough pain so that the smallest joys in life appear much bigger.
I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting.
I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess.
I wish you enough hellos to get you through the final good-bye.
She then began to cry and walked away.
***
...now go everybody, and eat bananas.
tee hee ;p
Tuesday, September 13, 2005
The Contender finale
My favourite songs of recent times:
- Fix You by Coldplay
- Hate It Or Love It by The Game featuring 50 Cent
- Let Me Hold You by Bow Wow and Omarion
- My Humps by The Black Eyed Peas
- The Apl Song by Apl De Ap (Black Eyed Peas)
- What You Waiting For by Gwen Stefani
At the moment im watching Sergio Mora duke it out with Peter Manfredo for a phat $1,000,000 in the totally-addictive-to-watch Contender Championship [This blog entry was written aages ago]. Its the finale episode; the two last fighters in a massive Caesars Palace Las Vegas showdown, and the boxers are giving it all they've got.
My eyes whine in defiance every time i make them stray away from the screen. I dont know what it is about this show, i've never took an interest in boxing (or any competition fighting) before, but for some reason i have followed along with the entire plot of the show -
Sergio the Latin Snake, champion of the west side (REPRESENT!). With a cheeky grin that would piss off any competitor, This guy kinda taunts you into a trap and whoever falls for it, well, pretty much gets wasted. Sergio wants the million for his family who always come to watch him; most notably his devoted mother. He's my favourite of the two.
Manfredo is one tough italian though, and shouldnt be underestimated. The east sider knocked out of the tournament on the very first episode, he was revived into the show after repeated ass whoopings delivered by the west side (THATS RIGHT HA HA HA!!). He's made them pay for bringing him back. I saw this guy practising in the gym in the early episodes, and his punches - WOW! it was like hearing distant thunder. He fights for his Wife and kid, and i thought the little girl was cool with her funny lil' accent.
Ah boxing... i dont know, i guess in the back of almost every boys mind is the love of a good scrap ;-p
- Fix You by Coldplay
- Hate It Or Love It by The Game featuring 50 Cent
- Let Me Hold You by Bow Wow and Omarion
- My Humps by The Black Eyed Peas
- The Apl Song by Apl De Ap (Black Eyed Peas)
- What You Waiting For by Gwen Stefani
At the moment im watching Sergio Mora duke it out with Peter Manfredo for a phat $1,000,000 in the totally-addictive-to-watch Contender Championship [This blog entry was written aages ago]. Its the finale episode; the two last fighters in a massive Caesars Palace Las Vegas showdown, and the boxers are giving it all they've got.
My eyes whine in defiance every time i make them stray away from the screen. I dont know what it is about this show, i've never took an interest in boxing (or any competition fighting) before, but for some reason i have followed along with the entire plot of the show -
Sergio the Latin Snake, champion of the west side (REPRESENT!). With a cheeky grin that would piss off any competitor, This guy kinda taunts you into a trap and whoever falls for it, well, pretty much gets wasted. Sergio wants the million for his family who always come to watch him; most notably his devoted mother. He's my favourite of the two.
Manfredo is one tough italian though, and shouldnt be underestimated. The east sider knocked out of the tournament on the very first episode, he was revived into the show after repeated ass whoopings delivered by the west side (THATS RIGHT HA HA HA!!). He's made them pay for bringing him back. I saw this guy practising in the gym in the early episodes, and his punches - WOW! it was like hearing distant thunder. He fights for his Wife and kid, and i thought the little girl was cool with her funny lil' accent.
Ah boxing... i dont know, i guess in the back of almost every boys mind is the love of a good scrap ;-p
Enter the cocktail party!
PS. who is that weird girl who is in almost all of my photos that night?!? its crazy! how did she get in the middle of each photo every time??
Crazy tekken fans know the know ;-p
heh heh, this was just some weird tekken fan email i got from my mate Jin... i guess you gotta be hardout at tekken cos even i dont know what some of these things mean!
YOU KNOW YOU'RE PLAYING TOO MUCH TEKKEN WHEN...
- somebody challenges you to a fist fight and you wiggle your thumbs to warm up
- someone asks what time it is and you answer "8 frames to 3 o'clock..."
- your friends have pet dogs and you have a bear... with pink bracelets
- you sing "put your LK in, put your LK out..."
- you tell someone to "1+2" instead of telling them to "use both hands"
- you find it weird that kangaroos in the zoo aren't wearing boxing gloves
- you always stay away from walls
- someone says "please step aside" and your thumbs instinctively twitch
- you duck when someone hugs you
- your girlfriend asks how your day was and you say "I PULLED OFF A 77-DAMAGE JUGGLE!"
- you got arthritis and play anyway
- you ask for your paycheck to be paid in quarters.
- You think some people look like tekken characters.
- You have the urge to do Heihachi's d4 on people in real life.
- You name your kids after Tekken characters
- you go home and "practice" tekken on your ps2 after spending the whole day playing tekken at the local arcade
- You've wasted an entire bottle of mousse trying to make your hair stand up like Paul's.
- You watch a Bruce Lee/Jackie Chan movie and say "Hey, that guy looks like Law/Lei!"
- You currently own the Tekken movie.
- You tried to find a place that sells those chaps with built-in belts that Hwoarang wears.
- You scream "Dorya!" as you swing in any sport
- You kick school girls on the shin because you think they'll go into phoenix.
- You tell someone to stop by saying "Fuleeeze!"
- You go to the customization screen in the home version of Tekken 5 to see Anna's boobs jiggle.
- You get into a fight, try to do Kuma's Fart of Doom, and kill your social life.
- you're children are twins named Anna and Nina...and they're boys...but you play tekken way too much that you don't care
Sunday, August 07, 2005
Baka Yaro Topics: The August Children
I now know the reason why so many people had their birthday in august... its soo hilarious
Think about it; if you were born in august, what special event [or festival season] happened roughly nine months before you were born?
On this particular special season or occasion, ask yourself: do couple get a little "romantic" during this time?
And then revise, how long does it usually take for a baby to come out of the womb?
Every 1st of august i look at my wallet in sorrow; because i know that for the next four weeks im going to be broke. everybody has their birthday in august!
"why why why?!?" i would always ask my anorexic wallet.
Now i get it, and now i always giggle whenever i think of my parents, many of my friends parents, and heck probably even your parents ;p
Your dads the man.
Your dad, my dad, Jin's dad, Diablo's dad, S.J's dad, Grampa, cousin Vicsta's dad, and a couple of dads that have kids at my work - they're all the man.
Happy new year everybody - bwa ha ha, ahaaa ha ha... oh, oh, i need a pepsi...
Think about it; if you were born in august, what special event [or festival season] happened roughly nine months before you were born?
On this particular special season or occasion, ask yourself: do couple get a little "romantic" during this time?
And then revise, how long does it usually take for a baby to come out of the womb?
Every 1st of august i look at my wallet in sorrow; because i know that for the next four weeks im going to be broke. everybody has their birthday in august!
"why why why?!?" i would always ask my anorexic wallet.
Now i get it, and now i always giggle whenever i think of my parents, many of my friends parents, and heck probably even your parents ;p
Your dads the man.
Your dad, my dad, Jin's dad, Diablo's dad, S.J's dad, Grampa, cousin Vicsta's dad, and a couple of dads that have kids at my work - they're all the man.
Happy new year everybody - bwa ha ha, ahaaa ha ha... oh, oh, i need a pepsi...
Sunday, July 31, 2005
The Shadow Girl
This [rather crude poem looking back on it] is about a girl i really liked but didnt do anything about; A sad reminder of my stupidness
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The shadow girl's my holy grail
My whims move to her slightest trail
The hazy dreams of life not pale
Floating from the moon...
Her life it simmers, like the sun
The search for someone of her kind
The corner of my eyes did run
For wanting what is in her mind.
-- But given the chance --
Panic in my heart i feel
The nightmares i could introduce
The fight my good will makes me reel
From the hurt that might produce.
-- The realisation sets in --
Its me who lives a life in fear
Denied the hope that i held dear
The shadow girl does not exist -
The shadow's me; a silent mist.
The sunlight girl's my lowly fail
My whims lost to her fading trail
Confusion made my own betrayal
A dream let go too soon...
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To those who love not and hurt within:
Dont skip your chances, for chance come so few.
Monday, July 18, 2005
I aint no pimp!!
The songs i like playing at the moment include:
- Green Eyes by Coldplay
- Feel Good Inc. by Gorillaz
- Spare Me The Details by The Offspring
- Ladies Night by Kool & The Gang
- As If by Blaque
...Ah finally i have posted up a version of JeigaNet that i can finally be satisfied with. No longer will i endlessly search for a 'better version', skrying the web for better source code that i can manipulate. It is JeigaNet version 6, a manly version of the extremely female version 5, upgrading its code. all references are posted in the links section if you want to know who inspired me to create this blog. Finally this creative bloggy bloodlust has been sated. The only thing i would want to do with the design now is optimise its code and clean it up. Nothing too important.
My sister has pointed out something that quite suprised me. From reading my blog she thinks im quite a player! which is so amazingly untrue that i had to laugh my head off. She called me saying that she was worried that we were drifting apart and that i wasnt telling her the important stages in my life anymore. She thought this because she read my blog entry detailing my association with my friend Connie, and thought i had a mystery girlfriend and was totally in love with her and it was a major staging point in my life. Wow, a womans overdramatisation skill is outstanding.
For the record, Connie is a friend that i met over msn messenger. Meeting her in any other form is unfortunately virtually impossible, as she really does live in canada. We are both too finacially troubled for one of us to make the trip and see eachother personally. If that were possible, wow who knows, i might of had an extremely sensual affair by now, and had a fight with her 'gangsta' boyfriend. When the flirty stuff started happening, that long time ago, we had a realistic chat about what could be possible. Nothing but a bond of friendship was formed, and thats pretty much how it will stay forever more. She is unique in that she is the only person i know soley by interaction through the internet. For all i know she could be a horrendous and horny man, but i guess i'll take that risk and be her friend anyway.
K is also just a friend. We met in my first semester of uni and i guess a spark flew... i couldnt help it; she was a babe! though that only lasted roughly a day, until i turned her down for another girl. You'd think she would hate me but we've been friends ever since. We have dinners at Nando's followed by a movie. Her parents treat me like family, which is a great feeling because they too are very interesting and intellectual people. For my birthdays she gets me one book from the 'Tomorrow When The War Began' series, of which i have two now. This wont stop till i have all seven of them, so this ensues that we will be best friends for at least 7 years. I have yet to figure out a cunning plan to pay her back for all her kindness. She's just come back from a trip to thailand and she says she's brought me stuff. I really hope its not something too grand, that girl really is to nice sometimes.
Karen, just like the other two, is JUST A FRIEND. yes, when i first became her friend, when i first saw her miniskirts, when i first heard her accent, when i first smelled her perfume, i admit i was attracted. I mean, the girl is DAMN FYNE. she's had a baby and that usually changes what a girl looks like, but she's still DAMN FYNE. Miraculously though, my feelings have somehow just naturally changed. I've somehow just naturally accepted her new boyfriend into her life; i feel no threat or desire for competition... i am just happy being her friend. I can tell her to her face that she's sexy, though when i say it it feels as though im telling her as a gay man. And yo, i aint gay nigga wot. I love women. Women are pure mmmmm. Aaanyways, like K, i also feel Karen is a best friend. I recently became her 'hero' when i ordered her a pizza from the other side of auckland and got it delivered to her door. Being just a friend never felt so cool.
Although we are not actually cousins, Jodi and Vanesssa are considered FAMILY, regardless of how beautiful they are. And i can say that cos its pretty much the truth. You look at all their photo's and what do you see? two very cute asian girls. I know this, but somehow nothing in any fibre of my being acts upon this. Its just like they were born of my mothers womb and they grew up with me as my sisters. But you do tend to notice when people see us together and then afterwards give me an elbow nudge saying something like "Jei you lucky dog who are those two babes you were with?!?" - It almost makes you want to pretend, just for the macho trip you get from all your guy mates being impressed with you.But really, im not that stink.
Speaking of family, my grandma, mother and two sisters are obviously non-exixtent in the love section of my brain. They ARE family; nuff sed.
Some of the girls at my place of work are attractive, but most will always be pushed behind my force field of professionalism. I keep it real in the workplace, and love has no place in the aisles of my jobzone. I do not want girls to be freaking out and staying away from a weird flirty asian guy diggin deep for affection. So, basically its a common rule of thumb to keep the luv-luv in check within working hours. Its very rare for someone to threaten that barrier, probably the one who came closest was Karen.
Although this sounds ultimately crazy, for the last couple of months i havent seriously been checking out any girls at uni - Mad isnt it?!? i mean, uni is the years for sexually active boys to go wild! Not me i spose, i've been taking it pretty easy while i am there, though i spose there some additional external factors...
Well, i think that covers all major Feminalia in my life at the moment, or maybe at least all of whom i desire to talk about within the confines of this blog. As it shows i care about alot of women in my life, but thats only because of my deeply engrained vision of a perfect world, which i'll probably write about at a later date. The point is, that i am not a player, and all the girls i am close to are nothing much but friends.
man its late... as usual the only thing i've been able to write about is women. i swear theres something wrong with me aye...
- Green Eyes by Coldplay
- Feel Good Inc. by Gorillaz
- Spare Me The Details by The Offspring
- Ladies Night by Kool & The Gang
- As If by Blaque
...Ah finally i have posted up a version of JeigaNet that i can finally be satisfied with. No longer will i endlessly search for a 'better version', skrying the web for better source code that i can manipulate. It is JeigaNet version 6, a manly version of the extremely female version 5, upgrading its code. all references are posted in the links section if you want to know who inspired me to create this blog. Finally this creative bloggy bloodlust has been sated. The only thing i would want to do with the design now is optimise its code and clean it up. Nothing too important.
My sister has pointed out something that quite suprised me. From reading my blog she thinks im quite a player! which is so amazingly untrue that i had to laugh my head off. She called me saying that she was worried that we were drifting apart and that i wasnt telling her the important stages in my life anymore. She thought this because she read my blog entry detailing my association with my friend Connie, and thought i had a mystery girlfriend and was totally in love with her and it was a major staging point in my life. Wow, a womans overdramatisation skill is outstanding.
For the record, Connie is a friend that i met over msn messenger. Meeting her in any other form is unfortunately virtually impossible, as she really does live in canada. We are both too finacially troubled for one of us to make the trip and see eachother personally. If that were possible, wow who knows, i might of had an extremely sensual affair by now, and had a fight with her 'gangsta' boyfriend. When the flirty stuff started happening, that long time ago, we had a realistic chat about what could be possible. Nothing but a bond of friendship was formed, and thats pretty much how it will stay forever more. She is unique in that she is the only person i know soley by interaction through the internet. For all i know she could be a horrendous and horny man, but i guess i'll take that risk and be her friend anyway.
K is also just a friend. We met in my first semester of uni and i guess a spark flew... i couldnt help it; she was a babe! though that only lasted roughly a day, until i turned her down for another girl. You'd think she would hate me but we've been friends ever since. We have dinners at Nando's followed by a movie. Her parents treat me like family, which is a great feeling because they too are very interesting and intellectual people. For my birthdays she gets me one book from the 'Tomorrow When The War Began' series, of which i have two now. This wont stop till i have all seven of them, so this ensues that we will be best friends for at least 7 years. I have yet to figure out a cunning plan to pay her back for all her kindness. She's just come back from a trip to thailand and she says she's brought me stuff. I really hope its not something too grand, that girl really is to nice sometimes.
Karen, just like the other two, is JUST A FRIEND. yes, when i first became her friend, when i first saw her miniskirts, when i first heard her accent, when i first smelled her perfume, i admit i was attracted. I mean, the girl is DAMN FYNE. she's had a baby and that usually changes what a girl looks like, but she's still DAMN FYNE. Miraculously though, my feelings have somehow just naturally changed. I've somehow just naturally accepted her new boyfriend into her life; i feel no threat or desire for competition... i am just happy being her friend. I can tell her to her face that she's sexy, though when i say it it feels as though im telling her as a gay man. And yo, i aint gay nigga wot. I love women. Women are pure mmmmm. Aaanyways, like K, i also feel Karen is a best friend. I recently became her 'hero' when i ordered her a pizza from the other side of auckland and got it delivered to her door. Being just a friend never felt so cool.
Although we are not actually cousins, Jodi and Vanesssa are considered FAMILY, regardless of how beautiful they are. And i can say that cos its pretty much the truth. You look at all their photo's and what do you see? two very cute asian girls. I know this, but somehow nothing in any fibre of my being acts upon this. Its just like they were born of my mothers womb and they grew up with me as my sisters. But you do tend to notice when people see us together and then afterwards give me an elbow nudge saying something like "Jei you lucky dog who are those two babes you were with?!?" - It almost makes you want to pretend, just for the macho trip you get from all your guy mates being impressed with you.But really, im not that stink.
Speaking of family, my grandma, mother and two sisters are obviously non-exixtent in the love section of my brain. They ARE family; nuff sed.
Some of the girls at my place of work are attractive, but most will always be pushed behind my force field of professionalism. I keep it real in the workplace, and love has no place in the aisles of my jobzone. I do not want girls to be freaking out and staying away from a weird flirty asian guy diggin deep for affection. So, basically its a common rule of thumb to keep the luv-luv in check within working hours. Its very rare for someone to threaten that barrier, probably the one who came closest was Karen.
Although this sounds ultimately crazy, for the last couple of months i havent seriously been checking out any girls at uni - Mad isnt it?!? i mean, uni is the years for sexually active boys to go wild! Not me i spose, i've been taking it pretty easy while i am there, though i spose there some additional external factors...
Well, i think that covers all major Feminalia in my life at the moment, or maybe at least all of whom i desire to talk about within the confines of this blog. As it shows i care about alot of women in my life, but thats only because of my deeply engrained vision of a perfect world, which i'll probably write about at a later date. The point is, that i am not a player, and all the girls i am close to are nothing much but friends.
man its late... as usual the only thing i've been able to write about is women. i swear theres something wrong with me aye...
Wednesday, June 29, 2005
Taking it easy, and JeigaNet v5
My my i have been taking it slow...
The largest project of work i have done in recent times is this very blog: JeigaNet version 5. Finally i am away from the dull and monotonous blogger templates and have joined the ranks of the blogskins.com universe. The original blog template was created by a filipino girl (oooooooouu!! - wait a minute, i just visited her site - she's only 14; so no thankyou) named Kaila a.k.a SilentWhimpers. take a look at the original at http://www.blogskins.com/info.php?sid=43339
It is a beautiful template, and the code could be easily modified with a bit of tinkering. I know its majorly girly at the moment [DUDE THATS GIRLY!!], and also that it looks to much like (and thus reminds me of) Lian and her blog; But im currently designing a new background image that is still manga styles but a bit more 'manly':p mua ha ha i could use all the manliness i can get!
...and yeah i know Kaila said 'DO NOT ALTER MY CODE' but in my defence, i am at heart a piratical indo theif, and so from a deeply rooted sub-consious level i natually dont give a rats bottom about copyright infrigement. Its not my fault, im just genetically programmed that way - an besides, i think i made it that little bit more visually appealing, and i've still left the credit links to her site.
...but as the clock ticks by...
Yesterday i just lay on my bed and allowed my brain to slow to a halt. I skimmed magazines that i must have bought at least three years ago, and played music almost non-stop, all day. I felt really good when i spoke to Karen once again, one of the most trusted in my small circle of friends. It makes me wonder about all the other people i care about, that i've neglected to keep in contact with; such as Jin and K.
Jin will be alright, as he always is; with his 'meh' attitude to all the problems he seems to face. He'll work his way round any obstacle that gets in his way, or he'll just whack his way through them with his big black fists. As a friend though it feels as if we are at the start of two different paths, and eventually i wont be able to see him through the fog that is life. Although, that is just me being over-dramatic. He'd probaby conk me over the head, nod his head in dissapointment, give me that 'oh Jei you silly clown' look (like the one on his ID card) and do that "hmpf" thing that he does when someone is being a fool.
"A carefree life in the country"...
K is going to thailand within a matter of days, if not having gone already. as i said i havent spoken to her in a while, which i fel quite guilty about. The last kind of contact i recieved from her was an email with a picture of shrek getting a head-job... nuff sed. I might call her tonight and wish her farewell. Sometimes, although i am as close to her as i would be to Karen, she doesnt tell me some of the problems she has, unless that problem makes her feel so at un-ease that she cant contain and it blurts out. She says that sometimes she worries that i'll be dissapointed in the choices she's made, like i'll look down on her. Quite the opposite really, as in my opinion i've been the one who feels like less of a person and keeps K and her family at arms length with but shadows of the truth, rather than the big picture.
"I wish i could tell you... aww never mind"
I havent done ANYTHING in the last couple of days... i still havent planned what im going to be doing for the next 6 months - should i stay at uni or split off and try half a year of full time work? I guess the major motivational point for that decision will be my grades for the semester that just finished. I've got one - Internet and Website Development 2 - and i passed! but the other two were the harder of the three so i'll wait for those before i make a decision.
I have to go now, but before i go i just want to say this - "Leni, my beloved elder sister, i have missed you so. please may you and C-Unit visit us soon, your family wants to remember your face. Much love from lil' bro Jei"
The largest project of work i have done in recent times is this very blog: JeigaNet version 5. Finally i am away from the dull and monotonous blogger templates and have joined the ranks of the blogskins.com universe. The original blog template was created by a filipino girl (oooooooouu!! - wait a minute, i just visited her site - she's only 14; so no thankyou) named Kaila a.k.a SilentWhimpers. take a look at the original at http://www.blogskins.com/info.php?sid=43339
It is a beautiful template, and the code could be easily modified with a bit of tinkering. I know its majorly girly at the moment [DUDE THATS GIRLY!!], and also that it looks to much like (and thus reminds me of) Lian and her blog; But im currently designing a new background image that is still manga styles but a bit more 'manly':p mua ha ha i could use all the manliness i can get!
...and yeah i know Kaila said 'DO NOT ALTER MY CODE' but in my defence, i am at heart a piratical indo theif, and so from a deeply rooted sub-consious level i natually dont give a rats bottom about copyright infrigement. Its not my fault, im just genetically programmed that way - an besides, i think i made it that little bit more visually appealing, and i've still left the credit links to her site.
...but as the clock ticks by...
Yesterday i just lay on my bed and allowed my brain to slow to a halt. I skimmed magazines that i must have bought at least three years ago, and played music almost non-stop, all day. I felt really good when i spoke to Karen once again, one of the most trusted in my small circle of friends. It makes me wonder about all the other people i care about, that i've neglected to keep in contact with; such as Jin and K.
Jin will be alright, as he always is; with his 'meh' attitude to all the problems he seems to face. He'll work his way round any obstacle that gets in his way, or he'll just whack his way through them with his big black fists. As a friend though it feels as if we are at the start of two different paths, and eventually i wont be able to see him through the fog that is life. Although, that is just me being over-dramatic. He'd probaby conk me over the head, nod his head in dissapointment, give me that 'oh Jei you silly clown' look (like the one on his ID card) and do that "hmpf" thing that he does when someone is being a fool.
"A carefree life in the country"...
K is going to thailand within a matter of days, if not having gone already. as i said i havent spoken to her in a while, which i fel quite guilty about. The last kind of contact i recieved from her was an email with a picture of shrek getting a head-job... nuff sed. I might call her tonight and wish her farewell. Sometimes, although i am as close to her as i would be to Karen, she doesnt tell me some of the problems she has, unless that problem makes her feel so at un-ease that she cant contain and it blurts out. She says that sometimes she worries that i'll be dissapointed in the choices she's made, like i'll look down on her. Quite the opposite really, as in my opinion i've been the one who feels like less of a person and keeps K and her family at arms length with but shadows of the truth, rather than the big picture.
"I wish i could tell you... aww never mind"
I havent done ANYTHING in the last couple of days... i still havent planned what im going to be doing for the next 6 months - should i stay at uni or split off and try half a year of full time work? I guess the major motivational point for that decision will be my grades for the semester that just finished. I've got one - Internet and Website Development 2 - and i passed! but the other two were the harder of the three so i'll wait for those before i make a decision.
I have to go now, but before i go i just want to say this - "Leni, my beloved elder sister, i have missed you so. please may you and C-Unit visit us soon, your family wants to remember your face. Much love from lil' bro Jei"
Saturday, June 18, 2005
Mace Windu; The Black Man
[Mace] - why am i the only black jedi on the jedi council? Aint nobody else in here black; and if ya'll black yo got a bone in the middle of yo 'ead...why dont ya'll throw some cotton balls around on the ground n' let me 'practice' for yo masta yoda?
[yoda] - ...what?...
[mace] - All ya'll slaaaave owners!
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[vader] - i thought you'd be better!
[mace] - and i thought you'd be taller!
[vader] - touche!
[yoda] - ...what?...
[mace] - All ya'll slaaaave owners!
...
[vader] - i thought you'd be better!
[mace] - and i thought you'd be taller!
[vader] - touche!
Monday, June 13, 2005
oh no...
im in trouble... there's no way out but through.
i keep doing this to myself; i will never learn.
i dont know if i can keep this up anymore.
i keep having this dream, that i run away; run away from everything...
start anew, where no-one knows me, and i know no-one.
and learn - all by myself.
i wish i wasnt so stupid these couple of weeks.
im hurting myself way too much.
what am i going to do?
i keep doing this to myself; i will never learn.
i dont know if i can keep this up anymore.
i keep having this dream, that i run away; run away from everything...
start anew, where no-one knows me, and i know no-one.
and learn - all by myself.
i wish i wasnt so stupid these couple of weeks.
im hurting myself way too much.
what am i going to do?
Wednesday, June 01, 2005
Monday, May 30, 2005
Can you beat the sith?
Hey guys; long time no see... i've come across this crackup flash joke:
http://www.sithsense.com/flash.htm
challenge darth vader to a test of mental might! he's good but not great.
i was think about sophia, and he guessed four times and didnt get it - the closest he got was red sports car!
i broadened it out to women, and then he got a bit better - "im thinking its a chick"
mua ha ha, the dark side is a funni side :p
PS. watch out for the random Burger King!
wow its really my day for finding websites! go here too:
http://www.discoveryalienplanet.com/parallax/
http://www.sithsense.com/flash.htm
challenge darth vader to a test of mental might! he's good but not great.
i was think about sophia, and he guessed four times and didnt get it - the closest he got was red sports car!
i broadened it out to women, and then he got a bit better - "im thinking its a chick"
mua ha ha, the dark side is a funni side :p
PS. watch out for the random Burger King!
wow its really my day for finding websites! go here too:
http://www.discoveryalienplanet.com/parallax/
Tuesday, May 10, 2005
6 Girl issues... pwa!!
currently feeling: calm, slightly tired, wondering if i should write how i feel each time i blog, instead of using that weird 'Unky Mood' thing in my menu bar.
currently listening to: "All Day Long I Think About Sex - JC Chasez". damn you n'sync boy and your disruptive video clip!... oh thats better... "In The Arms Of The Angel - Sarah McLachlan"
Well, here i am, another day in the life of Jei Damani. hmmm.
I have felt that, along with my blog lookin rather choppy (ie. crappy, generic, 'everybody uses this silly blog template and i have no originality'), that i dont really write entries of such great quality. The tales of my friends are really the only articles i like in this blog - and they're not even finished (or for that matter, totally true).
This blog has been up till now something of a novelty; and i've been thinking, maybe i should write something deep, something personal, something beautiful... show the world what its like to be inside me mind.
Although the blog design revamp has been massively delayed, due to my ever time-taxing assignments and my desire to keep whats left of my social life, i figure i could write something a little more deeper than usual at the moment. I had intended to catch the 6:30 train home so i could watch charmed at 7:30, but my video games dont seem to be burning on CD fast enough.... oh well, the 7:30 train it is - that should be a whole 45 minutes on my mind typed out for the viewers pleasure :p
I currently think im the greatest stayer-upper on the entire planet - i managed to stay awake for somewhat 23 hours straight. But thats probably not true, and alot of my class members managed to do the same thing - without the big snack bag that i had, and without the wirlwind of whingeing i created for myself :p
That dastardley programming assignment proved more taxing that i expected. why the hell did i think i could start AND finish that on the last day before the deadline?!? I always tell myself that im never going to do something dumb like that again, but history proves me wrong time and time again.
well anyway, to commemorate this 23 hour grand feat of mental endurance, i thought i would spend the 24th hour awake chatting with my dear friend Karen, who i've been wanting to visit for soo long now but havent had the chance.
she was busy hanging the clothes to dry (it was the first time it had been sunny for such a long time) so she couldnt talk long. She thought i should go to sleep instead on talking to her anyway, cos i sounded kinda crazy :p well, for a person that had studied 23 hours straight i had strangley wide awake and happy; i was telling her about the idea having of sex with Connie the canadian girl i was talking to on MSN. I mean, WTF?!? who talks about stuff like that?? fortunately my bizarre ranting managed to make her laugh (Karen has such a nice laugh), but she thought i should get some rest or i'd get sick.
I found it really hard to fall asleep. I devoted what little mental capacity i had to find a reason as to why i should go to sleep... and that had me conked out faster that you can say 'munky-moo'. The moment i awoke i groaned - two weeks ago i had never been able to stay up and do assignments the entire night. I now looked as though i'd be doing that a whole lot for the next couple of weeks :(
[ah dang its almost time to catch the train, and i havent finished saying what i have to say! i'll continue this tomorrow, or maybe the next day - i should devote some time tomorrow trying to explain to Karen that im not a crazy boy wanting to have relations with random canadian girls. Adios for now amigos...]
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Ahh im back... Its now monday the 16th of May. Time seems to have really flown past so quickly...
recently i've been re-introduced to my cousin Jodie, which has come along great! well, she's more like a friend of the family than cousin but i've accepted her as part of the family.
We go waay back, i guess we kinda grew up together. She was more like my elder sisters close mate, and i didnt know her too well. I dont recall any conversations we ever had, though back in the day i was very simple minded and didnt have very many deep conversations :p her and her sister have always been exceptionally cute - i remember having a bit of a crush on her little sister Vanessa, but thats a bust nowdays cos she's engaged and is said to act way more mature than jodie :s
but anyways, we got to know eachother a bit and she's really quite cool. she speaks her mind even when its about really bizarre stuff...
"maan, i got this rash on my leg that was making it all purple you know? and well yeah now its been creeping up onto my tummy...its really weird aye?!? hey you wanna look?"
"erm... how about no..."
on saturday she came to her house with her son Andre and boyfriend Jel and they were really cool. the boyfriend also got along well with my mom and aunts which i thought was bizarre. usually they give the intial 'evil-eyes' to boyfriends/girlfriends.
jodie and i sat back and had a semi deep conversation about life; how she turned out the way she did, how she met her boi, and about her son Andre... i dunno, it was like we were always like that. and with the swapping of adresses, mobile and home phone numbers and emails, im sure she'' we'll continue being good friends.
deep conversations... that reminded me that i hadn't seen kristie lately...
Yesterday i was invited to dinner By Kristie and her family. I was so glad to see her; i hadnt seen her in a couple of weeks and i was starting to miss my friend (Karen if your reading this im going to try and visit you as well this wednesday before i have to do overnight study weeks again).
Kristie cooked a meal and she gave me a present she was holding for me since my birthday. We've decided that for my birthdays and christmas' K is going to get me each of the seven books from the 'Tomorrow, When The War Began' series by john marsden. I love those books and have always wanted to have the entire set. Thanks to K i now have no.'s 1 and 2 :)
Its so nice at her house. Her parents have strangely accepted me and welcomed me into their house. They're probably the only non-familial parental-type people i actually find it easy to communicate with. We talk about our days and i help them with any computer problems they may have. Gayle, K's mom, is a student like me, so we can relate on certain late night study session dilemmas. Her course sounds alot more fascinating than mine though.
something of growing concern lately is that they seem to like me more that K's boyfriend Aaron, and thats just wrong cos i dont suspect that Kristie and I will have a romantic relationship any time soon. She says im like a brother to her, and i dunno... i seem to feel comforted by that. K is one of those friends i wish to keep for a very long time, if not forever.
Ah Kristie... i remember when we first met... and that reminds me of another girl i used to care about. or maybe, someone i still do care about.
Im not going to mention her name here. We havent spoken in around three years now; usually i ask people if its okay to write about them in this blog. But... this thing is a journal; in a journal your supposed to write whats on your mind. And she's on my mind.
I've pressed hard on myself not to think of her anymore. But that hasnt worked so great. her memory always lingers in the back of my mind. Her friends are in my classes and they remind me of her. I cant find it in myself to talk to them. Sometimes i find it utterly ridiculous. There's not a day i dont regret losing her, treating her the way i did. sometimes i take extremely long showers, so long that the hot water runs dry, because the feeling it gives me - the inability to think about the world around you, the ability to wash all your sorrows down the drain - helps to keep the skeletons in my closet.
i've always thought that guys are naturally morons, and im a perfect example of this theory. I had a chance with the nicest, most polite, most 'right' girl i have ever met, and i totally messed it up. Till this day it remains one of the worst experiences i've ever had - and i think its reverted me back to shy mode, i notice it especially at uni.
I've wanted to talk to her so badly for such a long time. But now, when i think about it, what would i say? the thought of it makes me cold; i find it really un-nerving [is that a word??]. i figure that anything coming from me would make her sad. To see me, hear me, sense me... i remember that sad expression on her face...
anyways, i feel i could use one of those long showers right about now. im at uni though, and my gym membership expired a couple of days ago, so no useable showers in sight. so i'll have to close with a portion of this Sarah McLachlan song that seems to fit the mood..
"...Spend all your time waiting for that second chance
For the break that will make it ok
There's always some reason to feel not good enough
And it's hard at the end of the day
I need some distraction, oh beautiful release
Memories seep from my veins
They may be empty and weightless, and maybe
I'll find some peace tonight...."
...and if you were wondering - "why watch charmed ya big girly-girl?" - initially i had a massive crush on Alyssa Milano, tee hee yeah she mad it into my cutey celebrity list ;) but her power over me in waning, so today i wanted to watch it because the band 'The Donnas' are going to make a guest appearance. I saw them on the ad and i remember Fia telling me her brother thought they were cute. I wanted to see if that was true, so then maybe they can replace Alyssa. They have a catchy song, maybe that will help?
dude; i gotta get a girlfriend... ;p
currently listening to: "All Day Long I Think About Sex - JC Chasez". damn you n'sync boy and your disruptive video clip!... oh thats better... "In The Arms Of The Angel - Sarah McLachlan"
Well, here i am, another day in the life of Jei Damani. hmmm.
I have felt that, along with my blog lookin rather choppy (ie. crappy, generic, 'everybody uses this silly blog template and i have no originality'), that i dont really write entries of such great quality. The tales of my friends are really the only articles i like in this blog - and they're not even finished (or for that matter, totally true).
This blog has been up till now something of a novelty; and i've been thinking, maybe i should write something deep, something personal, something beautiful... show the world what its like to be inside me mind.
Although the blog design revamp has been massively delayed, due to my ever time-taxing assignments and my desire to keep whats left of my social life, i figure i could write something a little more deeper than usual at the moment. I had intended to catch the 6:30 train home so i could watch charmed at 7:30, but my video games dont seem to be burning on CD fast enough.... oh well, the 7:30 train it is - that should be a whole 45 minutes on my mind typed out for the viewers pleasure :p
I currently think im the greatest stayer-upper on the entire planet - i managed to stay awake for somewhat 23 hours straight. But thats probably not true, and alot of my class members managed to do the same thing - without the big snack bag that i had, and without the wirlwind of whingeing i created for myself :p
That dastardley programming assignment proved more taxing that i expected. why the hell did i think i could start AND finish that on the last day before the deadline?!? I always tell myself that im never going to do something dumb like that again, but history proves me wrong time and time again.
well anyway, to commemorate this 23 hour grand feat of mental endurance, i thought i would spend the 24th hour awake chatting with my dear friend Karen, who i've been wanting to visit for soo long now but havent had the chance.
she was busy hanging the clothes to dry (it was the first time it had been sunny for such a long time) so she couldnt talk long. She thought i should go to sleep instead on talking to her anyway, cos i sounded kinda crazy :p well, for a person that had studied 23 hours straight i had strangley wide awake and happy; i was telling her about the idea having of sex with Connie the canadian girl i was talking to on MSN. I mean, WTF?!? who talks about stuff like that?? fortunately my bizarre ranting managed to make her laugh (Karen has such a nice laugh), but she thought i should get some rest or i'd get sick.
I found it really hard to fall asleep. I devoted what little mental capacity i had to find a reason as to why i should go to sleep... and that had me conked out faster that you can say 'munky-moo'. The moment i awoke i groaned - two weeks ago i had never been able to stay up and do assignments the entire night. I now looked as though i'd be doing that a whole lot for the next couple of weeks :(
[ah dang its almost time to catch the train, and i havent finished saying what i have to say! i'll continue this tomorrow, or maybe the next day - i should devote some time tomorrow trying to explain to Karen that im not a crazy boy wanting to have relations with random canadian girls. Adios for now amigos...]
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Ahh im back... Its now monday the 16th of May. Time seems to have really flown past so quickly...
recently i've been re-introduced to my cousin Jodie, which has come along great! well, she's more like a friend of the family than cousin but i've accepted her as part of the family.
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We go waay back, i guess we kinda grew up together. She was more like my elder sisters close mate, and i didnt know her too well. I dont recall any conversations we ever had, though back in the day i was very simple minded and didnt have very many deep conversations :p her and her sister have always been exceptionally cute - i remember having a bit of a crush on her little sister Vanessa, but thats a bust nowdays cos she's engaged and is said to act way more mature than jodie :s
but anyways, we got to know eachother a bit and she's really quite cool. she speaks her mind even when its about really bizarre stuff...
"maan, i got this rash on my leg that was making it all purple you know? and well yeah now its been creeping up onto my tummy...its really weird aye?!? hey you wanna look?"
"erm... how about no..."
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on saturday she came to her house with her son Andre and boyfriend Jel and they were really cool. the boyfriend also got along well with my mom and aunts which i thought was bizarre. usually they give the intial 'evil-eyes' to boyfriends/girlfriends.
jodie and i sat back and had a semi deep conversation about life; how she turned out the way she did, how she met her boi, and about her son Andre... i dunno, it was like we were always like that. and with the swapping of adresses, mobile and home phone numbers and emails, im sure she'' we'll continue being good friends.
deep conversations... that reminded me that i hadn't seen kristie lately...
Yesterday i was invited to dinner By Kristie and her family. I was so glad to see her; i hadnt seen her in a couple of weeks and i was starting to miss my friend (Karen if your reading this im going to try and visit you as well this wednesday before i have to do overnight study weeks again).
Kristie cooked a meal and she gave me a present she was holding for me since my birthday. We've decided that for my birthdays and christmas' K is going to get me each of the seven books from the 'Tomorrow, When The War Began' series by john marsden. I love those books and have always wanted to have the entire set. Thanks to K i now have no.'s 1 and 2 :)
Its so nice at her house. Her parents have strangely accepted me and welcomed me into their house. They're probably the only non-familial parental-type people i actually find it easy to communicate with. We talk about our days and i help them with any computer problems they may have. Gayle, K's mom, is a student like me, so we can relate on certain late night study session dilemmas. Her course sounds alot more fascinating than mine though.
something of growing concern lately is that they seem to like me more that K's boyfriend Aaron, and thats just wrong cos i dont suspect that Kristie and I will have a romantic relationship any time soon. She says im like a brother to her, and i dunno... i seem to feel comforted by that. K is one of those friends i wish to keep for a very long time, if not forever.
Ah Kristie... i remember when we first met... and that reminds me of another girl i used to care about. or maybe, someone i still do care about.
Im not going to mention her name here. We havent spoken in around three years now; usually i ask people if its okay to write about them in this blog. But... this thing is a journal; in a journal your supposed to write whats on your mind. And she's on my mind.
I've pressed hard on myself not to think of her anymore. But that hasnt worked so great. her memory always lingers in the back of my mind. Her friends are in my classes and they remind me of her. I cant find it in myself to talk to them. Sometimes i find it utterly ridiculous. There's not a day i dont regret losing her, treating her the way i did. sometimes i take extremely long showers, so long that the hot water runs dry, because the feeling it gives me - the inability to think about the world around you, the ability to wash all your sorrows down the drain - helps to keep the skeletons in my closet.
i've always thought that guys are naturally morons, and im a perfect example of this theory. I had a chance with the nicest, most polite, most 'right' girl i have ever met, and i totally messed it up. Till this day it remains one of the worst experiences i've ever had - and i think its reverted me back to shy mode, i notice it especially at uni.
I've wanted to talk to her so badly for such a long time. But now, when i think about it, what would i say? the thought of it makes me cold; i find it really un-nerving [is that a word??]. i figure that anything coming from me would make her sad. To see me, hear me, sense me... i remember that sad expression on her face...
anyways, i feel i could use one of those long showers right about now. im at uni though, and my gym membership expired a couple of days ago, so no useable showers in sight. so i'll have to close with a portion of this Sarah McLachlan song that seems to fit the mood..
"...Spend all your time waiting for that second chance
For the break that will make it ok
There's always some reason to feel not good enough
And it's hard at the end of the day
I need some distraction, oh beautiful release
Memories seep from my veins
They may be empty and weightless, and maybe
I'll find some peace tonight...."
...and if you were wondering - "why watch charmed ya big girly-girl?" - initially i had a massive crush on Alyssa Milano, tee hee yeah she mad it into my cutey celebrity list ;) but her power over me in waning, so today i wanted to watch it because the band 'The Donnas' are going to make a guest appearance. I saw them on the ad and i remember Fia telling me her brother thought they were cute. I wanted to see if that was true, so then maybe they can replace Alyssa. They have a catchy song, maybe that will help?
dude; i gotta get a girlfriend... ;p
Friday, May 06, 2005
Love History...
Hey-hey, i was just browsing through some of my old emails (man i have so many!) and i came across some weird romantic antics i tried to do in the past. heh heh heh i'll post some up here for you...
American Woman with a NZ Jei Damani twist ;)
ANGEL FROM AUCKLAND
By Lenny Kravitz, lyrics altered by junistyles
dedicated to [CENSORED!!]
Angel from Auckland, fly away with me,
angel from auckland, darlin let us be
see you round the bio door,
man i wanna see yo face some more
dont know anythin better to do,
[Than] spend my time gazing into you
Now angel, fly away, angel from auckland, listen what I say
Angel from auckland, fly away with me,
angel from auckland, darlin let us be
love everythin I see on you,
[from your] light brown hair to your sketcher shoes
-girl your eyes can hypnotize
make me feel i really can fly
Now angel, fly away
Angel from auckland, listen what I say-ay
Angel from auckland, c'mon fly away,
angel from auckland, listen what I say
see ya round the hist-ry door,
with a look i cant ignore
see a mind thats strong and cool,
when im wit ya cant be no fool
-girl your eyes can hypnotize,
make me feel i really can fly
Now angel, fly away
Angel from auckland, listen what I say-ay
Angel from auckland, fly away with me
Angel from auckland, darlin let us be
I gotta go, I gotta get away
Babe you wanna come?, c'mon fly away
I wanna be wit you angel,
I wanna be wit you angel,
I wanna be wit you angel,
I wanna be wit you angel,
Bye bye?
please no
its your choice [yes?]
i hope so...
(angel from auckland) cos girl your good for me
i hope im good for you,
(angel from auckland) jus look me right straight in the eye
and tell me what you wanna do
dont wanna leave you angel, no dont wanna go
dont wanna leave you angel, dont wanna go
iiiiiiiiii dont wanna go
i'll see you later
angel from auckland [CENSORED!!]...yeah...
AMERICAN WOMAN
ORIGINAL LYRICS
American woman, stay away from me
American woman, mama let me be
Don't come hangin' around my door
I don't wanna see your face no more
I got more important things to do
Than spend my time growin' old with you
Now woman, stay away, American woman, listen what I say
American woman, get away from me
American woman, mama let me be
Don't come knockin' around my door
I don't wanna see your shadow no more
1-Coloured lights can hypnotize
Sparkle someone else's eyes
Now woman, get away
American woman, listen what I say-ay
American Woman, said get away
American Woman, listen what I say
Don't come a hangin' around my door
Don't wanna see your face no more
I don't need your war machines
I don't need your ghetto scenes
(repeat 1)
American woman, stay away from me
American woman, mama let me be
I gotta go, I gotta get away
Baby, I gotta go, I wanna fly away
I'm gonna leave you woman(4) Bye-bye (4)
(American woman) You're no good for me
And I'm no good for you
(American woman) I'll look you right in the eye
And tell you what I'm gonna do
Im gonna leave you woman, you know I gotta go
Im gonna leave you woman, I gotta go
Iiiiiiiiiiiii gotta go
I gotta go....american woman.....yeah.....
BWA HA HA!!
pretty silly eh?
American Woman with a NZ Jei Damani twist ;)
ANGEL FROM AUCKLAND
By Lenny Kravitz, lyrics altered by junistyles
dedicated to [CENSORED!!]
Angel from Auckland, fly away with me,
angel from auckland, darlin let us be
see you round the bio door,
man i wanna see yo face some more
dont know anythin better to do,
[Than] spend my time gazing into you
Now angel, fly away, angel from auckland, listen what I say
Angel from auckland, fly away with me,
angel from auckland, darlin let us be
love everythin I see on you,
[from your] light brown hair to your sketcher shoes
-girl your eyes can hypnotize
make me feel i really can fly
Now angel, fly away
Angel from auckland, listen what I say-ay
Angel from auckland, c'mon fly away,
angel from auckland, listen what I say
see ya round the hist-ry door,
with a look i cant ignore
see a mind thats strong and cool,
when im wit ya cant be no fool
-girl your eyes can hypnotize,
make me feel i really can fly
Now angel, fly away
Angel from auckland, listen what I say-ay
Angel from auckland, fly away with me
Angel from auckland, darlin let us be
I gotta go, I gotta get away
Babe you wanna come?, c'mon fly away
I wanna be wit you angel,
I wanna be wit you angel,
I wanna be wit you angel,
I wanna be wit you angel,
Bye bye?
please no
its your choice [yes?]
i hope so...
(angel from auckland) cos girl your good for me
i hope im good for you,
(angel from auckland) jus look me right straight in the eye
and tell me what you wanna do
dont wanna leave you angel, no dont wanna go
dont wanna leave you angel, dont wanna go
iiiiiiiiii dont wanna go
i'll see you later
angel from auckland [CENSORED!!]...yeah...
AMERICAN WOMAN
ORIGINAL LYRICS
American woman, stay away from me
American woman, mama let me be
Don't come hangin' around my door
I don't wanna see your face no more
I got more important things to do
Than spend my time growin' old with you
Now woman, stay away, American woman, listen what I say
American woman, get away from me
American woman, mama let me be
Don't come knockin' around my door
I don't wanna see your shadow no more
1-Coloured lights can hypnotize
Sparkle someone else's eyes
Now woman, get away
American woman, listen what I say-ay
American Woman, said get away
American Woman, listen what I say
Don't come a hangin' around my door
Don't wanna see your face no more
I don't need your war machines
I don't need your ghetto scenes
(repeat 1)
American woman, stay away from me
American woman, mama let me be
I gotta go, I gotta get away
Baby, I gotta go, I wanna fly away
I'm gonna leave you woman(4) Bye-bye (4)
(American woman) You're no good for me
And I'm no good for you
(American woman) I'll look you right in the eye
And tell you what I'm gonna do
Im gonna leave you woman, you know I gotta go
Im gonna leave you woman, I gotta go
Iiiiiiiiiiiii gotta go
I gotta go....american woman.....yeah.....
BWA HA HA!!
pretty silly eh?
Monday, May 02, 2005
Working the graveyard shift...
Well, i've finally done it. It is now 6:00am and i've finished my assignment. i've been here at uni for 18 hours, but i've finally done it. thank you! [looks upstairs]
i must congratulate anyone who can work all night on nothing but black currant juice that makes your stomach feel wobbly. Its a pretty hard task, and i speak from experience!
I would like to thank Fia and Jin for my social survival, for cheering me up when i had lacked all emotion and was running on computer code... [beep]. it was nearing midnight, and all public transport had shut down; i had no way of getting home.... [dun dun DUNN!]
sure i did that on purpose, but thats not the point!
Fia, that lovely girl, offered to pick me up! even if it meant some crazy ass hour like 3am! either she's a complete mango brain or she one of the most kindest most giving people i know! well, in truth i guess those two comments are actually quite true
would you wake up at 3:30am and drive for half an hour just to pick up a delirious punk ass, scrawnty tawny asian fulla? "Hell NO" your mentally thoughts suggest? i totally agree. leave that dude to whither away, and then laugh at his bones...
but NOO! Fia said she'd gladly come! Much hugginess and kissamisses and all other such mushy stuff in your direction sunshine!
I would like to gloat more about my feats of mental endurance, but i really just cant. my mind shut down. i've been thinking mildly abnormal for the last couple of hours - but the general pattern was leading to a total mental mush-down.
I need some total motivation right herre man... something to really get my motor started!
i must congratulate anyone who can work all night on nothing but black currant juice that makes your stomach feel wobbly. Its a pretty hard task, and i speak from experience!
I would like to thank Fia and Jin for my social survival, for cheering me up when i had lacked all emotion and was running on computer code... [beep]. it was nearing midnight, and all public transport had shut down; i had no way of getting home.... [dun dun DUNN!]
sure i did that on purpose, but thats not the point!
Fia, that lovely girl, offered to pick me up! even if it meant some crazy ass hour like 3am! either she's a complete mango brain or she one of the most kindest most giving people i know! well, in truth i guess those two comments are actually quite true
would you wake up at 3:30am and drive for half an hour just to pick up a delirious punk ass, scrawnty tawny asian fulla? "Hell NO" your mentally thoughts suggest? i totally agree. leave that dude to whither away, and then laugh at his bones...
but NOO! Fia said she'd gladly come! Much hugginess and kissamisses and all other such mushy stuff in your direction sunshine!
I would like to gloat more about my feats of mental endurance, but i really just cant. my mind shut down. i've been thinking mildly abnormal for the last couple of hours - but the general pattern was leading to a total mental mush-down.
I need some total motivation right herre man... something to really get my motor started!
Friday, April 22, 2005
Failed artistic skill...
Oh bumsy poo...
im not a very good blog design person.
i just cant decide on how its supposed to look, and i cant get the code to work right every time i make a new design.
look at the two temporary JeigaNet templates that i've made. note that theres no links back to JeigaNet so just click the back button on your browser:
Prototype 1
Prototype 2
if you have any ideas, please tell me, cos im really at a loss.
im not a very good blog design person.
i just cant decide on how its supposed to look, and i cant get the code to work right every time i make a new design.
look at the two temporary JeigaNet templates that i've made. note that theres no links back to JeigaNet so just click the back button on your browser:
Prototype 1
Prototype 2
if you have any ideas, please tell me, cos im really at a loss.
What is the sound a mongoose makes?
Look out for this space when i write about one of the most weirdest spectaculouso girls i have ever met - Fia the Kooky-Mama!
MONGOOSE - a member of the Herpestidae family, which are small, cat-like carnivores. They are found in Asia, Africa, the Caribbean, and southern Europe in more than thirty species, ranging between one and four feet in length. Mongooses feed on insects, crabs, worms, lizards, and other small creatures (as well as eggs and sometimes fruits), but they are best known for their ability to fight and kill venomous snakes such as the cobra (ophiophagy). They are fairly intelligent and can be taught simple tricks, so they are often kept as pets to protect the home from vermin.
FIA - [to be continued, a work in progress]
MONGOOSE - a member of the Herpestidae family, which are small, cat-like carnivores. They are found in Asia, Africa, the Caribbean, and southern Europe in more than thirty species, ranging between one and four feet in length. Mongooses feed on insects, crabs, worms, lizards, and other small creatures (as well as eggs and sometimes fruits), but they are best known for their ability to fight and kill venomous snakes such as the cobra (ophiophagy). They are fairly intelligent and can be taught simple tricks, so they are often kept as pets to protect the home from vermin.
FIA - [to be continued, a work in progress]
Wednesday, April 20, 2005
Im an IDIOT!!
AAAAAAARGH i totally screwed up my blog template!!
what the hell is wrong with me AAAAAAARGH!!
what have i done what have i dont what have i done....
it looks soo yucky now!!
[sob]
what the hell is wrong with me AAAAAAARGH!!
what have i done what have i dont what have i done....
it looks soo yucky now!!
[sob]
'T.O.Y' means "Thinking Of You"...
I have a friend - Her name is Constance a.k.a Connie.
She lives in Pickering, Ontario, Canada.
We met on msn messenger.
Im her number two - though honestly i reckon i should be number three.
Dont know what im talking about? well thats good - because i like to have deep friendships built up in a world of our design, where no-one else knows the lingo better than the two in question.
Thats probably why i fail to communicate well in group social agenda's... oh well, more homework for me.
Anyways, I just wanna say "Hey Connie! i care about you!"
I'll email you later :)
Digital communication - its a wonderful thing; but downright frustrating when you have an argument with someone!!
NOTE to Candice: Are you trying to corrupt me?!?
She lives in Pickering, Ontario, Canada.
We met on msn messenger.
Im her number two - though honestly i reckon i should be number three.
Dont know what im talking about? well thats good - because i like to have deep friendships built up in a world of our design, where no-one else knows the lingo better than the two in question.
Thats probably why i fail to communicate well in group social agenda's... oh well, more homework for me.
Anyways, I just wanna say "Hey Connie! i care about you!"
I'll email you later :)
Digital communication - its a wonderful thing; but downright frustrating when you have an argument with someone!!
NOTE to Candice: Are you trying to corrupt me?!?
Tuesday, April 19, 2005
Best friends 0.5 - The White Thai
Keep updated in this space, as sooner or later i will describe to you my friend 0.5, who combines with Karen to make my 1 Best friend - Kristie; otherwise known as 'K', The White Thai ;p
Look for my tale about karen earlier on in the blog.
PEACE!!
...Kristie was scary - that was my first impression anywho... [TBC]
Look for my tale about karen earlier on in the blog.
PEACE!!
...Kristie was scary - that was my first impression anywho... [TBC]
Saturday, April 16, 2005
Best Friends 0.5 - The Chilean
 | Watch this space in the near future as I tell all about one of my closest and dearest friends - Karen a.k.a 'The Chilean' (now now, no full names; i wont risk using her proper name and getting her in trouble with net perverts). |
Karen at first glance was a little girl, no more than 14 years old, shyly starting her first day at work. She didnt talk much, so at the end of the day i decided to get some info out of her - you know, the basics... "Hey how ya doin? what was your name again?...oh right, so how was your first day?... oh cool i hope the customers weren't too rude... ha ha ha..." Later on i learnt that she thought i was 'the sweetest guy' for being so nice to her ;p
She was really nice, and for some strange reason i found it easy to talk to her - very odd cos it was a time when i was practically ex-comm from nearly all girls, and it was quite an age gap! Being 18 i always had friends older than me - being able to hold a conversation with a 14 year old was soo strange....?!?
...So we became work buddies, getting in little chats, passing eachother through the store, laughing as she tried to pass messages over the speakerphone, and having to be very careful not to knock her out while pushing trolleys through the heavy storeroom doors (believe me it came aweful close on many occasions!)
Close after that i found out she had a boyfriend, and in my mind i thought "aaaww, what a cute litte kiddy couple they must be"; a little puppy-love, bubble-gum pop relationship was how i imagined it... how wrong was i! when he came to pick her up after work, i was disgusted! - the dude towered over her; this chunky white dude that looked at the very least my age - what a paedophile! (in my world, 18+ year olds should have the skills to get girls their own age, not prey on little baby-kids like Karen)
This dude's (i like calling him that because someone once told me that 'dude' means 'donkey penis' - tee hee) name was Kayle; and in the future he proved to be one of the few people i dislike just as much, or even more, than my blood brother Prakosa Ikari. Believe me, you have to be quite a biatch to get to that level. I dislike my brother with a passion... grrrrrrrr....
But ahem...thats another story for another time. moving along...
It was inevitable, with Kayle being such a 'dude', that Karen would realise that she's too good for this guy, and they split apart... but she had very difficult times with this and i always tried to help where i could.
after that, we started talking after work, sitting in the car park, waiting for someone to take her home, and we really started getting along... a little TOO well - at least more than i'd prefer from a friendship between an 18 year old guy and a 14 year old girl. It was freaking me out, so i started backing out. When she realised what was making me hesitate so much, the truth finally came out:
"Jei... how old do you think i am?"
"Well c'mon, its not too hard to tell - 14/15 tops; right?"
[shocked expression ensues]
"JEI! im 19!!"
WTF?!? total disbelief man. gazuukes, the girl was older than me! I thought to demand that she show me her drivers liscence, but i thought not to be soo rude. This girl must be getting all her vitamins and minerals, she looked soo young!
It all started coming to me... thats why i could speak to her easier than most... she always spoke in such a way that was a bit too mature for a 14 year old... she knows too much stuff about... stuff... ooooooooooooohh [lightbulb] ;p
It became easier and easier to talk to her after that. But in a twist of fate, it wasnt to last very long.
It was confirmed. Karen was leaving the workplace. Another 'Kayle' thing...grrrrrrr... we exchanged phone numbers to keep in touch and she gave me a hug before she left with her momma.
this hug... it felt strange... i hadnt felt that kind of thing in an exceptionally long time. My mindset changed, my eyes re-focused... all of a sudden, Karen has mysteriously turned... cute?!?
thank god she was 19! if she really was 14, i'd be chopping my own balls off by now! JEI you sinful paedophile. I am God and i have come to take away your naughty second brain. SHA-ZAAM!!
[sigh] dude, Cupid had unvieled my new crush to me. Not good! we are just friends! Hey you! what the hell are you standing up for?!? sit back down FOOL!!... gotta shut this down, shut it down, shut it down...
It finally did shut down, but my gosh, it did take quite some time; a couple of months in the least. We had gone through alot by then, and she was fast becoming one of my most trusted friends. I remember that fateful day, that cold night at the bus stop... i tried something knew - I was totally honest with her, cos i knew that alot of boys had been real bastard-liars to her in the past (thats the thing with being a girls best friend - they tell you EVERYTHING). It was extremely hard, and i was stupid, but at least i had the balls to say what i had to say, and it worked out in the end, as we are still friends till this very day.
Karen has this awesome, musical personality, and looks at the world in such a way that totally bewilders me. She see's the light where i am shrouded in darkness. Her emotional knowledge and life-experiences totally consume any of the small melodrama's i've had in life - she knows and has seen so much more of this world than i have ever known.
Luke, another boy, has seen the beauty within Karen, and they now live together on the East side. He's no Kayle, so thats enough for me to be happy for them both. A couple of months ago the angels from up above delivered Karen and Luke a special little package, in the form of Lucy Belle, their darling new born child. I hear she has extremely cool blue eyes, like her father.
It costs soo much to see Karen nowdays, since we live on opposite sides of the city; But tomorrow (20th April '05) im am going to take the journey to their house, to see them once again. if she hasnt seen it by tonight, i'll show her this story and test the accuracy. see you then Karen!
and Luke just in case - NO i do not like Karen anymore! I know my place and i like it there, there's a whole lot less stress! Karen is soo yours sonny jim! look after her, she's very cool!
PS. did i tell you? she's south american!! WOWEE i cant believe i forgot to mention that - i'll tell you about south americans (or spanish people generally) and Filipino's later :p
Thursday, April 14, 2005
How To Know If You Play Too Much Tekken
tee hee, i got this from my friend Jin:
YOU KNOW YOU'RE PLAYING TOO MUCH TEKKEN WHEN...
-somebody challenges you to a fist fight and you wiggle your thumbs to warm up
-someone asks what time it is and you answer "8 frames to 3 o'clock..."
-your friends have pet dogs and you have a bear... with pink bracelets
-you sing "put your LK in, put your LK out..."
-you tell someone to "1+2" instead of telling them to "use both hands"
-you find it weird that kangaroos in the zoo aren't wearing boxing gloves
-you always stay away from walls
-someone says "please step aside" and your thumbs instinctively twitch
-you duck when someone hugs you
-your girlfriend asks how your day was and you say "I PULLED OFF A 77-DAMAGE JUGGLE!"
-you got arthritis and play anyway
-you ask for your paycheck to be paid in quarters.
-You think some people look like tekken characters.
-You have the urge to do Heihachi's d4 on people in real life.
-You name your kids after Tekken characters
-you go home and "practice" tekken on your ps2 after spending the whole day playing tekken at the local arcade
-You've wasted an entire bottle of mousse trying to make your hair stand up like Paul's.
-You watch a Bruce Lee/Jackie Chan movie and say "Hey, that guy looks like Law/Lei!"
-You currently own the Tekken movie.
-You tried to find a place that sells those chaps with built-in belts that Hwoarang wears.
-You scream "Dorya!" as you swing in any sport
-You kick school girls on the shin because you think they'll go into phoenix.
-You tell someone to stop by saying "Fuleeeze!"
-You go to the customization screen in the home version of Tekken 5 to see Anna's boobs jiggle.
-You get into a fight, try to do Kuma's Fart of Doom, and kill your social life.
-you're children are twins named Anna and Nina...and they're boys...but you play tekken way too much that you don't care
YOU KNOW YOU'RE PLAYING TOO MUCH TEKKEN WHEN...
-somebody challenges you to a fist fight and you wiggle your thumbs to warm up
-someone asks what time it is and you answer "8 frames to 3 o'clock..."
-your friends have pet dogs and you have a bear... with pink bracelets
-you sing "put your LK in, put your LK out..."
-you tell someone to "1+2" instead of telling them to "use both hands"
-you find it weird that kangaroos in the zoo aren't wearing boxing gloves
-you always stay away from walls
-someone says "please step aside" and your thumbs instinctively twitch
-you duck when someone hugs you
-your girlfriend asks how your day was and you say "I PULLED OFF A 77-DAMAGE JUGGLE!"
-you got arthritis and play anyway
-you ask for your paycheck to be paid in quarters.
-You think some people look like tekken characters.
-You have the urge to do Heihachi's d4 on people in real life.
-You name your kids after Tekken characters
-you go home and "practice" tekken on your ps2 after spending the whole day playing tekken at the local arcade
-You've wasted an entire bottle of mousse trying to make your hair stand up like Paul's.
-You watch a Bruce Lee/Jackie Chan movie and say "Hey, that guy looks like Law/Lei!"
-You currently own the Tekken movie.
-You tried to find a place that sells those chaps with built-in belts that Hwoarang wears.
-You scream "Dorya!" as you swing in any sport
-You kick school girls on the shin because you think they'll go into phoenix.
-You tell someone to stop by saying "Fuleeeze!"
-You go to the customization screen in the home version of Tekken 5 to see Anna's boobs jiggle.
-You get into a fight, try to do Kuma's Fart of Doom, and kill your social life.
-you're children are twins named Anna and Nina...and they're boys...but you play tekken way too much that you don't care
Tuesday, April 12, 2005
JeigaNet's future new look
Ahaa! I've just figured out how to manipulate the images from www.blogskins.com. I actually CAN have my own design, thanks to hyperdisc and bravenet... tee hee hee - you'll like the new design when it comes up
Monday, April 11, 2005
Religious 101: What is a Pope?
Due to the recent death of the Pope, i thought i'd get more of a clarification as to what the Pope actually represents to people of faith:
"...The Pope is the Catholic bishop and patriarch of Rome, and head of Roman Catholic Church and the Eastern Catholic Churches. In addition to this spiritual role, the Pope is also head of the independent, sovereign State of the Vatican City, a city-state entirely surrounded by the city of Rome..."
"...In Catholicism, the Pope is supposed to be Christ's representative on earth. He is the alleged, visible successor of Peter..."
"...word originates from the word father, ie: 'papa'..."
Did anyone watch 'End of Days' with Arnold Schwarzenegger? I thought that for a religious-themed movie it was pretty cool to watch. It shows us in a mild sense how the Devil really is the 'great deciever' and how he/she can bring the worst out of us. The Pope (an actor, not the actual Pope) was also in the movie, and he sounded like a very wise and just religious leader, which is why i mention the movie.
Im really sick of these 'Crazed and prejudiced fanatic' religious leaders like the taliban and that Brian Tamaki guy (Destiny Church). Im sure their are some out there that are good and pure. Jesus and Muhammad be proud of us...
Are their any other good religious-themed movies out there? NOT Passion Of The Christ - I watched that with a catholic friend and it was horrible; She almost cried and honestly i can't blame her. Maybe constantine??
"...The Pope is the Catholic bishop and patriarch of Rome, and head of Roman Catholic Church and the Eastern Catholic Churches. In addition to this spiritual role, the Pope is also head of the independent, sovereign State of the Vatican City, a city-state entirely surrounded by the city of Rome..."
"...In Catholicism, the Pope is supposed to be Christ's representative on earth. He is the alleged, visible successor of Peter..."
"...word originates from the word father, ie: 'papa'..."
Did anyone watch 'End of Days' with Arnold Schwarzenegger? I thought that for a religious-themed movie it was pretty cool to watch. It shows us in a mild sense how the Devil really is the 'great deciever' and how he/she can bring the worst out of us. The Pope (an actor, not the actual Pope) was also in the movie, and he sounded like a very wise and just religious leader, which is why i mention the movie.
Im really sick of these 'Crazed and prejudiced fanatic' religious leaders like the taliban and that Brian Tamaki guy (Destiny Church). Im sure their are some out there that are good and pure. Jesus and Muhammad be proud of us...
Are their any other good religious-themed movies out there? NOT Passion Of The Christ - I watched that with a catholic friend and it was horrible; She almost cried and honestly i can't blame her. Maybe constantine??
Friday, April 08, 2005
Oh nooo...
What have i done?
I may have messed up the only part of my life that i like at the moment...
i've got to get home. now.
I may have messed up the only part of my life that i like at the moment...
i've got to get home. now.
Tuesday, April 05, 2005
AAAAAAARGH!!
Im losing my dang mind!
i've been spending soo much time thinking up different ways of making this blog thing better; what tha hell am i doing!
might include some favourite things about my blood origins - the piratical realms of indonesia.
But first! my programming test this friday. AAAAARGH study
[kicks himself out of the blog]
might include some favourite things about my blood origins - the piratical realms of indonesia.
But first! my programming test this friday. AAAAARGH study
[kicks himself out of the blog]
Friday, April 01, 2005
Thursday, March 31, 2005
Withhold your cautious judgement...
I like browsing through other peoples blogs.
They give me wonderful ideas for my own, like the clock, shoutbox, links and site-meter.
Occasionally i browse through their content, but usually im tech-spec searching ;p
Today however, i came across a weird poetry blog; some weird white guy and his... somewhat cold, grim sexual darkness. heres an example:
"....GRaiL
I'm on my back,
her throat is raw.
There is no codeword.
There is no safe word.
She spits
and
wipes her mouth.
Like a fighter in between rounds.
The telephone rings at least on1e hundred times.
I can look at her for hours and hours.
She takes a drink
,spits on me,
and puts it back into her mouth
with her eyes open...."
could it just be two people [with bad spitting habits] having a dinner conversation, ignoring the telephone... talking and talking for hours; so much so that the guy got tired and lay on his back, and the girl talked so much that her throat was raw?
Or, you might think "well this guy watches a few too many porn movies aye" but, that is just the way he is. Those are the cards that he has be dealt, swapped and passed, creating a completely different reality to that of our own. Or maybe even to some; something all too familiar.
Respect that.
Do i know what im talking about? who the heck knows. People are different, and so long as you dont hurt me, i will have no reason to stick a kung-fu kick into the side of your eye-socket.
If you want to see more of this guys poetry, check out his blog here:
http://seansinn.blogspot.com/
...wow, you really can express anything you want in these blog things... i sound like a total egg ;p
They give me wonderful ideas for my own, like the clock, shoutbox, links and site-meter.
Occasionally i browse through their content, but usually im tech-spec searching ;p
Today however, i came across a weird poetry blog; some weird white guy and his... somewhat cold, grim sexual darkness. heres an example:
"....GRaiL
I'm on my back,
her throat is raw.
There is no codeword.
There is no safe word.
She spits
and
wipes her mouth.
Like a fighter in between rounds.
The telephone rings at least on1e hundred times.
I can look at her for hours and hours.
She takes a drink
,spits on me,
and puts it back into her mouth
with her eyes open...."
could it just be two people [with bad spitting habits] having a dinner conversation, ignoring the telephone... talking and talking for hours; so much so that the guy got tired and lay on his back, and the girl talked so much that her throat was raw?
Or, you might think "well this guy watches a few too many porn movies aye" but, that is just the way he is. Those are the cards that he has be dealt, swapped and passed, creating a completely different reality to that of our own. Or maybe even to some; something all too familiar.
Respect that.
Do i know what im talking about? who the heck knows. People are different, and so long as you dont hurt me, i will have no reason to stick a kung-fu kick into the side of your eye-socket.
If you want to see more of this guys poetry, check out his blog here:
http://seansinn.blogspot.com/
...wow, you really can express anything you want in these blog things... i sound like a total egg ;p
Thursday, March 24, 2005
What kind of lover are you?
Hmm, my blogs looking pretty dead... probably because im more into my physical pen-and-paper journal (i've been making them for 4 years now!!)
today i'll fill it up with an interesting article i found and wrote in my other journal - What kind of lover are you?
Ludus:
...seeks entertainment and excitement, and sees love as a game. To the ludic lover, love is not to be taken seriously, emotions are to be held in check lest they get out of hand and make trouble. The ludic lover retains a partner only so long as the partner is interesting and amusing. When the partner is no longer interesting enough, its time to change.
Pragma:
...is practical and traditional and seeks compatibility in a relationship in which important needs and desires will be satisfied. The pragmatic lover is concerned with the social qualifications of a potential mate even more than with social qualities. Family and background are extremely important to the pragmatic lover, who relies not so much on feelings as on logic.
Eros:
...seeks beauty and sensuality and focuses on physical attractiveness, sometimes to the exclusion of qualities we might consider more important and more lasting. The erotic lover has an idealized image of beauty that is unattainable in reality. Consequently, the erotic lover often feels unfulfilled.
Manic:
...is an obsessive love that needs to give and recieve constant attention and affection. When this is not given and recieved, or when an expression of increased commitment is not returned, reactions such as depression, jealousy and self-doubt are often experienced; and can lead to the extreme lows characteristic of the manic lover.
Storge:
...is a peaceful and tranquil love. Like Ludus, storge lacks passion and intensity. Storgic lovers set out not to find a lover but to establish a companion-like relationship with someone they know and whith whom they can share interests and activities. Storgic love is a gradual process of unfolding thoughts and feelings, and is sometimes difficult to seperate from friendship.
Agapic:
...is compassionate and selfless. The agapic lover loves both the stranger on the road and the annoying neighbour. Jesus Christ, Bhudda and Ghandi all practiced and preached this unqualified spiritual love - a love that is offered without any expectation that the love will be returned or reciprocated.
(references - Joseph A. Devito, "Types Of Lovers" from Human Communication: The Basic Course, Pages 196-197. proper references will be updated soon)
today i'll fill it up with an interesting article i found and wrote in my other journal - What kind of lover are you?
Ludus:
...seeks entertainment and excitement, and sees love as a game. To the ludic lover, love is not to be taken seriously, emotions are to be held in check lest they get out of hand and make trouble. The ludic lover retains a partner only so long as the partner is interesting and amusing. When the partner is no longer interesting enough, its time to change.
Pragma:
...is practical and traditional and seeks compatibility in a relationship in which important needs and desires will be satisfied. The pragmatic lover is concerned with the social qualifications of a potential mate even more than with social qualities. Family and background are extremely important to the pragmatic lover, who relies not so much on feelings as on logic.
Eros:
...seeks beauty and sensuality and focuses on physical attractiveness, sometimes to the exclusion of qualities we might consider more important and more lasting. The erotic lover has an idealized image of beauty that is unattainable in reality. Consequently, the erotic lover often feels unfulfilled.
Manic:
...is an obsessive love that needs to give and recieve constant attention and affection. When this is not given and recieved, or when an expression of increased commitment is not returned, reactions such as depression, jealousy and self-doubt are often experienced; and can lead to the extreme lows characteristic of the manic lover.
Storge:
...is a peaceful and tranquil love. Like Ludus, storge lacks passion and intensity. Storgic lovers set out not to find a lover but to establish a companion-like relationship with someone they know and whith whom they can share interests and activities. Storgic love is a gradual process of unfolding thoughts and feelings, and is sometimes difficult to seperate from friendship.
Agapic:
...is compassionate and selfless. The agapic lover loves both the stranger on the road and the annoying neighbour. Jesus Christ, Bhudda and Ghandi all practiced and preached this unqualified spiritual love - a love that is offered without any expectation that the love will be returned or reciprocated.
(references - Joseph A. Devito, "Types Of Lovers" from Human Communication: The Basic Course, Pages 196-197. proper references will be updated soon)
Monday, March 21, 2005
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