What's the difference?

For a long time have i pondered the possibilities.

Too long a time have i wondered what the difference and still i have not come to any conclusion. I just needed to know the answer.

As a last resort, i turn to you, my belog reader. Can you help me in lifting this burden on me, answering the question too old than the mountains?

Question:

What is the difference between a slap and a bitchslap?
What about a punch and a fuckerpunch?

Is it because those bitchslap are only done by bitches and those fuckerpunches are only done by fuckers?

Or is it because they actually have special powers like bitching and fucking, for instance?

So if i were to fuckerpunch another person, would it implement me on being a fucker?(although it is not a bad title)

So these are the questions that lingers in my head now and again. Anybody willing to give me a detailed and clear explanation is welcomed to do so. Anyone else who just wants to do the opposite, well may you be bitchslapped and fuckerpunched by those worthy of their name.

I want to be in the most ideal relationship. Where nothing wrong can happen, and if it did, we could get through it together.

That's why i have never been in a real relationship. It's called ideal because it never will happen. This world is full of people, imperfect. Ideal is the equivalent of perfect. Never flawed.

People who wishes for the ideal relationship is called a romantic idealist who always wishes but never romances. Perhaps because we prefer to linger in those fantasies than to be heartbroken.

Life is about facing challenges and humans be it men or women, they try as hard as they can to avoid obstacles that could end up in tears or perhaps worse, depression and suicide. But lets hope it does not come to that. Lets hope it never comes to that.

All i want is nothing out of the realm of possibilities. All i want is someone who keeps me on my toes. Keeps on surprising me as i do the same to her. Someone who understands the language my eyes without me even saying a syllable. Someone who can give me pleasure(ehem). Someone who supports me in whatever i do be it writing a novel or perhaps taking pictures of small crybabies and frail old has-beens. Someone who can read a book with me. Someone who can enjoy playing the sand on beaches and playing board games. Someone who would cook me meals as i provide other ingredients. Someone who would cook with me too.


Aaaaah. Needless to say, there are still more but maybe this is why i'm still single. Never plural.

If someone wishes to convert that into the plural form, please do so. But be prepared to be loved, be suffocated, be controlled.

What is the title you give to your friend's parents?

Is it friends? Or perhaps mommy and daddy? Maybe uncles and aunts? What about mister and misses?

Well one thing is for sure, i and them, we have a bond. It is all because of our mutual ties, that is my friend and their son.

Today i just realised that i have to do this for my friend. I feel that i need to do this for him. For he will never have the opportunity to go through it. So it is up to me to go through it for him. Besides that, i feel that i am obligated to his parents. Since we know each other's parents well, it is my responsibility to them to make them happy on his behalf. And perhaps also in my behalf.

This feeling, this urge to make up for what is loss is very great. But the procrastination and the laziness and of course the depression has got hold on me far sooner than the realisation of going through this for him and his parents. Especially the depression, the urge is far greater than the feeling before.

This ends up in me going down the spiral of guilt. I think i have been in the spiral for many times and never passed it. But i believe that like Samwise Gamgee has once said, Start quote. "This darkness, it is only a passing, and a new day will come, with sun shining much more clear than before". End quote. At least that is what i think he said.

The only problem is, when will this darkness pass? When will it end? When will i get to see the clear shine? When will i get to fly away and flap my wings?

You guys are borderline prejudice.

I hate people who discriminate.



suck it losers.

If Michael has started smoking that means it's good to smoke. Come on everyone, let's have a puff. I know i'm going to.

I'm afraid of the ending. I know the ending but I'm too afraid to watch it. I don't want it to end.

I don't know how you people do it but to me, it is uber hard. i just can't stand the hurt. but when i look at you guys, you all make it look so easy, maybe it's easy to pretend huh? well i never was good at pretending.

I don't know if you people noticed, but i can hear the ice melting, i can smell the scent of blood, i can see clearly than you. does that make me a freak? or maybe possibly at least a mutant? i wish.
but they're all true, i can hear the ice in my cold fresh orange juice melting. the popping sound of the ice warmed by the surrounded water. i can smell the scent of blood, it smells well inddiferent. i cannot describe the aroma but it's not a fragrance i'd like to wear when i go on a date. i can see distant objects, i can see near objects, i can see what our naked eyes cannot dream of seeing. i can see nudist. :D

well well, if only my life were a comedy in a movie. it would not be this hard to live.

I am a victim of trend.
how i hate myself right now.

Just found out that the world is full of bad people. i am so naive and gullible. at this point in time it is the utmost difficult to trust anyone.

I wish so many things that wishing is just not enough. i want to be so hardworking that actually i can finish my work on time and hand it in. let's get drunk eh.

don't let the world win Azuan ayob.

Problem is a bleak word for challenge. muahahaha

What is wrong with everyone, they're obsessed that's what they are. to think that i was the one who check you guys out every once in a while but you guys pass way beyond that. you guys are like stalkers. watching my every move, listening to my every utterances, analyzing my nudges and all. you're the one who made me distance myself from you, so you should be sorry for yourself.

I guess i don't really know how you feel but come on, get a grip. get over yourself and stop making a drama. one thing i really hate about this world is people who always and i mean always create drama and you're one of them. here's an advice, stop what the heck you're doing and move on. even i'm over what happened and i'm more involved than you. go fuck someone else's life rather than fucking some innocent guy.

I guess i am pretty stupid and blind. I can't see love even if it's breathing down my neck. and when it's gone i realize that i lost it. i learn through experience. i will not make the same mistake ever again. period.

The good old days. That's what they were, the past.