100 Greatest Cartoons

as voted by the British.

1. The Simpsons
2. Tom and Jerry
3. South Park
4. Toy Story/Toy Story 2
5. Family Guy
6. Shrek/Shrek 2
7. The Lion King
8. Spirited Away
9. The Incredibles
10. Bugs Bunny
11. The Flintstones
12. The Iron Giant
13. The Nightmare Before Christmas
14. Finding Nemo
15. Wallace and Gromit
16. Akira
17. Aladdin
18. The Ren and Stimpy Show
19. Who Framed Roger Rabbit?
20. Looney Tunes/Merrie Melodies
21. Princess Mononoke
22. Monsters, Inc
23. Popeye
24. Danger Mouse
25. Pinnochio
26. Futurama
27. Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles
28. Spongebob Squarepants
29. Dungeons and Dragons
30. Daffy Duck
31. Mickey Mouse
32. Beavis and Butthead
33. Beauty and the Beast
34. He-Man and the Masters of the Universe
35. Sylvester and Tweetie Pie
36. Magic Roundabout
37. Transformers
38. 101 Dalmations
39. Charlie Brown
40. Rugrats
41. King of the Hill
42. Samurai Jack
43. Ivor the Engine
44. Spider-Man
45. Pokemon
46. Inspector Gadget
47. Road Runner
48. Bod
49. Scooby Doo, Where Are You?
50. Donald Duck
51. The Little Mermaid
52. 2DTV
53. Fantasia
54. Thundercats
55. Winnie the Pooh
56. Fritz the Cat
57. The Jungle Book
58. The Powerpuff Girls
59. Chicken Run
60. Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs
61. Foghorn Leghorn
62. Battle of the Planets
63. Bambi
64. Top Cat
65. A Bug's Life
66. Captain Pugwash
67. The Snowman
68. Hong Kong Phooey
69. Wind in the Willows
70. Monty Python
71. Alice in Wonderland
72. Legend of the Overfiend
73. Pepe le Pew
74. Willo the Wisp
75. Lady and the Tramp
76. Belleville Rendezvous
77. The Adventures of Tintin
78. Noggin the Nog
79. Peter Pan
80. Yogi Bear
81. Barbar
82. How the Grinch Stole Christmas!
83. Dumbo
84. Roobarb
85. Droopy Dog
86. Watership Down
87. Jamie and the Magic Torch
88. Woody Woodpecker
89. Felix the Cat
90. Captain Caveman and the Teen Angels
91. Mighty Mouse
92. Animal Farm
93. Mr Magoo
94. Queer Duck
95. Charley Says...
96. Betty Boop
97. Huckleberry Hound
98. Wait till Your Father Gets Home
99. The Pink Panther
100. Wacky Races

i can imagine ricardo's reaction, 'where is robotech?!!!' and my brother going 'transformers at 37!!!'...let the arguements begin.

snowfall

i didn't even mentioned that it snowed here last week, did i? well it did.

Leeds Metropolitan University, Becketts Park Campus...






28, St. Martins View, backyard...



how come snow doesn't make me feel happy like it makes other feel, it kinda makes me feel depressed? i know the answer but i'll keep it to myself...

getting tired...and tired...and tired

i'm out my juice, need a refill, need fuel, somebody refill me, refuel me. i'm long overdue a pit stop. my tyres are bald, my wing needs adjustments. my strategy is not going to plans, the weather, my rivals are catching me. need more power, or maybe need to just stop thinking about all these and focus on catching that chequered flag. but then i'm use to looking out for the final flag, the one at the end of the season. need to look short distance now???

saturday i had an eye sore, so i didn't go out, not even to work. if and when my eye gets sored i can't put my contacts on. i think my boss was pissed with me, cause on the weekends the gym can get really busy. sorry dan, i wish i had it another way. i need the money too, but if i can't get my contacts on i'm half blind and leaving the house would not onnly prove to be suicidal, but brutally dumb, cause i'd wait at the bus stop and not see the bus go by. so the entire day i just sat in the dark and slept a lot. then on sunday, i go in. well did i had to work or did i. one of the pipes in toilets had burst, and the entire gym had flooded. oh man. i had to really work like a dog, cleaning up the entire gym, the store was worst. my back was almost blown out.

i tell you sometimes i can suprise myself with the amount of work load i can take. to actually do all that was never in my nature. but when my supervisor put his hands on my shoulders and says to me, 'really sorry about this buddy'...kinda made me feel it's okay to do the job. all those management classes and i finally see it working, ON ME.

today i went to see my agent, and still no job. he wants me in tomorrow to see if he has anything, well see. i hope we find something soon. today i went to mohan's place. the dude got robbed last night. well not exactly him but his work place. he and raj work at kfc. they got robbed by 4 armed men. they were telling me the story it was like in the movies. they got tied up and thrown in the freezer. poor fellows, i mean think about it, come all the way here and get treated like this and then get robbed some more. shit man...it seems the police took their shirts as evidence and even the bands they were tied in. all the cash kfc had made that night, weekend night, was stolen...imagine if one of them had gotten shot, my insides shreek to imagine the worst. devastating. i hope it never happens to anyone i know ever. hey fellas, i'm sorry you guys had to go thru that.

so anyways i came home today and decided to cook nice food. made chicken curry and mixed vege. the mixed vege was really nice, with oyster souce and chicken. ate dinner till my belly is about to explode. had chicken soup and ginger rice as well. so i'm like a phyton now....

but i still have cravings for some corn flakes now!!!!

later...

p.s. i think i'm still burning on empty

the sphinx

have you ever found a place that you love so much, you keep going back. well me and mohan discovered this cafe, arabic/egyptian cafe which by the way serves the best latte i've ever tasted. this week alone i've gone there 3 times to sphinx, and drank at least 6 lattes, aaahhhhh....

well today i went to class and then just chilled with mohan again, we've been making too many movies. i've been thinking maybe i should be doing filming instead of manufacturing. nahhh, how can a movie beat the feeling of being a greese monkey watching an F1 engine come to life, whoo ahh.

hey does anybody notice how people these days don't bother to give way anymore, especially here in the UK. it's just me the stupid asian. the others just walk thru practically. and most of the times its the women, the students at uni. bitches. i'm sick and tired of giving way. from now on, i'm running those skanks down. no more mister nice guy!!!!

i've been trying to reply one of my friends emails for the past one week and i just can't seem to pen anything down. what does one say to someone who lost everything? what does one try to even mention, to a girl who is suffering so much? honestly i think i just can't think straight anymore. my mind has wandered beyond my control. wrapped with emotional conquests, i'm undoubtly "fucked man".

later.

where have i been...

whoo ahh...i'm back

where have i been, i dunno. honest to god i dunno if its writers block or just plain laziness. everyday i'd open up my blog and write a title for the day or something, and i wouldn't know what else to write. so i'd save it all as drafts. today i decided to delete all the drafts. it's time to write, it's time to pen things down once again.

i finally watched my favorate movie. i recieved my dvd from home yesterday and i watched twice. was fun, then at night they played the movie on tv, arrrgghhh...

i dunno what else to wirte cause honestly my mind does run wildly these days, there is a lot going on in my head, my job, my life, my life i left behind, my future, my final year project, my heart aches...sometimes i feel like screaming at the top of my voice, but sometimes i just wanna lie down next to a bottle of black label. why do people do the thing they do? answer me that.

i'll talk more in days to come. btw in the days i've been away i've done a lot of personal photography. home movies and exploring leeds. so one of these days i'll post them up too..

it's good to be back..really?

good tv....

you know you thought the world of sitcoms was dead after 'friends','3rd rock from the sun' and 'frasier' all ended. we thought that was it, we were gonna watch lousy sitcoms that are barely gonna make pass the 2nd season. but fear no more 'joey' is here to save the day. it is fantastic, i was watching it last night and i was laughing my ass out. it is honest hilarious.

oh yeah for all you CSI fans out there. they've brought you another. first the was 'CSI: Crime Scene Investigations' then there was CSI Miami and now ladies and gentlemen, make way for the new CSI New York. with Gary Sinise, i know he is no Tom Hanks but he is one hell of an actor. loved him in 'ransom' and 'forrest gump'. but i think David Caruso who plays H in CSI Miami is super cool and the guy who plays grissom, in CSI, whats his name again, is not only cool but corky and funny, love the way everytime he solves a case...not to mention now we have 3 crimelab babes to watch, catherine, calleigh and dettective stella bonasera, whoa she is super hot. but then again i think no one can replace special agent dana scully and what was the character played by kim dellany in NYPD blue, which i think is still the best ever cop show to hit tv after chips. damn i miss watching all these series, NYPD blue, the practice, law and order, boston public....sigh, get my degree and i am gonna get skytv..

anyways tomorrow i'm off, no work..yeeahhhhh!!! later me gonna watch Rocky V and then maybe watch 'finding neverland', johnny depp is exclusively wonderful, and not to mention gorgeous, damn i'm not gay, or i'd drop my pants for him.

later...

World 11 vs Europe 11

today was one of those bright british days, the sun was shinning thru the cracks of my curtain when i got up. was kinda nice, to actually feel the hot sun on my skin after soooooooo long.

another typical day, went to work, came home. i was eating my dinner when basil came home and told me they are playing the tsunami charity match on itv2, so we headed for gerrard's place, watched so many world class players play football like school children, ronaldhino was a sight to vitness and so was old timer zola, who is 38 and actually scored for euro 11. other than them i think gerrard (of liverpool, not my friend) and song played awesome.

felt like shit that we walked in the blistering cold to go watch such a lousy match, came home and i'm doing some work for my final year project...

i buzzed one of my uni mates earlier thru msn, i think he is having a bad day or maybe going thru menstruation, i dunno, he slammed on me, oh well we all have one of those days, besides i kinda think he is one of those lose cannons, sometimes i fear being around ppl like that. knowing how i also have a very evil and ugly side when i get pissed of, i fear i'm flamable to hot heads like him. i'd rather make friends than enemies. besides, i hate getting punched in the face considering my pretty face is kinda worth a lot. okay i'm starting to talk cock already.

later...

Dreams

by Gabrielle

Move a step closer you know that I want you
I can tell by your eyes that you want me too
Just a question of time I knew we'd be together
And that you'd be mine I want you here forever

Do you hear what I'm saying gotta say how I feel
I can't believe you're here but I know that you're real
I know what I want and baby it's you
I can't deny my feelings because they are true

Dreams can come true
Look at me babe I'm with you
You know you gotta have hope
You know you gotta be strong

Dreams can come true
Look at me babe I'm with you
You know you gotta have hope
You know you gotta be strong

I've seen you sometimes on your own and in crowds
I knew I had to have you my hopes didn't let me down
Now you're by my side and I feel so good
I've nothing to hide don't feel that I ever could

Do you hear what I'm saying gotta say how I feel
I can't believe you're here but I know that you're real
I know what I want and baby it's you
Can't deny my feelings because they are true

Dreams can come true
Look at me babe I'm with you
You know you gotta have hope
You know you gotta be strong

Dreams can come true
Look at me babe I'm with you
You know you gotta have hope
You know you gotta be strong

I'm not making plans for tomorrow let's live for tonight
I know I want you baby so hold me so tight
Put your arms around me you make me feel so safe
Then you whisper in my ear that you're here to stay

Dreams can come true
Look at me babe I'm with you
You know you gotta have hope
You know you gotta be strong

a lot of sadness and lack of hope for this valentine's day, so all you out there listen to this song, and turn up the volume. hope is what we all have left, everything else is not even ours, to take possession off...

History of Valentine's Day

Every February, across the country, candy, flowers, and gifts are exchanged between loved ones, all in the name of St. Valentine. But who is this mysterious saint and why do we celebrate this holiday? The history of Valentine's Day -- and its patron saint -- is shrouded in mystery. But we do know that February has long been a month of romance. St. Valentine's Day, as we know it today, contains vestiges of both Christian and ancient Roman tradition. So, who was Saint Valentine and how did he become associated with this ancient rite? Today, the Catholic Church recognizes at least three different saints named Valentine or Valentinus, all of whom were martyred.

One legend contends that Valentine was a priest who served during the third century in Rome. When Emperor Claudius II decided that single men made better soldiers than those with wives and families, he outlawed marriage for young men -- his crop of potential soldiers. Valentine, realizing the injustice of the decree, defied Claudius and continued to perform marriages for young lovers in secret. When Valentine's actions were discovered, Claudius ordered that he be put to death.

Other stories suggest that Valentine may have been killed for attempting to help Christians escape harsh Roman prisons where they were often beaten and tortured.

According to one legend, Valentine actually sent the first 'valentine' greeting himself. While in prison, it is believed that Valentine fell in love with a young girl -- who may have been his jailor's daughter -- who visited him during his confinement. Before his death, it is alleged that he wrote her a letter, which he signed 'From your Valentine,' an expression that is still in use today. Although the truth behind the Valentine legends is murky, the stories certainly emphasize his appeal as a sympathetic, heroic, and, most importantly, romantic figure. It's no surprise that by the Middle Ages, Valentine was one of the most popular saints in England and France.

While some believe that Valentine's Day is celebrated in the middle of February to commemorate the anniversary of Valentine's death or burial -- which probably occurred around 270 A.D -- others claim that the Christian church may have decided to celebrate Valentine's feast day in the middle of February in an effort to 'christianize' celebrations of the pagan Lupercalia festival. In ancient Rome, February was the official beginning of spring and was considered a time for purification. Houses were ritually cleansed by sweeping them out and then sprinkling salt and a type of wheat called spelt throughout their interiors. Lupercalia, which began at the ides of February, February 15, was a fertility festival dedicated to Faunus, the Roman god of agriculture, as well as to the Roman founders Romulus and Remus.

To begin the festival, members of the Luperci, an order of Roman priests, would gather at the sacred cave where the infants Romulus and Remus, the founders of Rome, were believed to have been cared for by a she-wolf or lupa. The priests would then sacrifice a goat, for fertility, and a dog, for purification.


The boys then sliced the goat's hide into strips, dipped them in the sacrificial blood and took to the streets, gently slapping both women and fields of crops with the goathide strips. Far from being fearful, Roman women welcomed being touched with the hides because it was believed the strips would make them more fertile in the coming year. Later in the day, according to legend, all the young women in the city would place their names in a big urn. The city's bachelors would then each choose a name out of the urn and become paired for the year with his chosen woman. These matches often ended in marriage. Pope Gelasius declared February 14 St. Valentine's Day around 498 A.D. The Roman 'lottery' system for romantic pairing was deemed un-Christian and outlawed. Later, during the Middle Ages, it was commonly believed in France and England that February 14 was the beginning of birds' mating season, which added to the idea that the middle of February -- Valentine's Day -- should be a day for romance. The oldest known valentine still in existence today was a poem written by Charles, Duke of Orleans to his wife while he was imprisoned in the Tower of London following his capture at the Battle of Agincourt. The greeting, which was written in 1415, is part of the manuscript collection of the British Library in London, England. Several years later, it is believed that King Henry V hired a writer named John Lydgate to compose a valentine note to Catherine of Valois.

In Great Britain, Valentine's Day began to be popularly celebrated around the seventeenth century. By the middle of the eighteenth century, it was common for friends and lovers in all social classes to exchange small tokens of affection or handwritten notes. By the end of the century, printed cards began to replace written letters due to improvements in printing technology. Ready-made cards were an easy way for people to express their emotions in a time when direct expression of one's feelings was discouraged. Cheaper postage rates also contributed to an increase in the popularity of sending Valentine's Day greetings. Americans probably began exchanging hand-made valentines in the early 1700s. In the 1840s, Esther A. Howland began to sell the first mass-produced valentines in America.

According to the Greeting Card Association, an estimated one billion valentine cards are sent each year, making Valentine's Day the second largest card-sending holiday of the year. (An estimated 2.6 billion cards are sent for Christmas.)

Approximately 85 percent of all valentines are purchased by women. In addition to the United States, Valentine's Day is celebrated in Canada, Mexico, the United Kingdom, France, and Australia.

Valentine greetings were popular as far back as the Middle Ages (written Valentine's didn't begin to appear until after 1400), and the oldest known Valentine card is on display at the British Museum. The first commercial Valentine's Day greeting cards produced in the U.S. were created in the 1840s by Esther A. Howland. Howland, known as the Mother of the Valentine, made elaborate creations with real lace, ribbons and colorful pictures known as "scrap".

Happy Valentine's day

do you remember where you were last valentine's? do you remember what you did? are you where you want to be this valentine's? are with whom you want to be? too many unanswered questions, thats my valentine's gift to all, btw happy valentine's day all...

had a typical day, got up went to work, came home. today i was just too lazy to cook so ordered pizza and then when my housemates came home, went to HQ to watch arsenal blast 5 past crystal palace. i still remember a time when crystal palace were a feared side. and today, their just above the relegation bottom three. what am i talking about, look at leeds utd.

anyways, so whats world? i'm bored talking about my stories, tell me something new. something like, i dunno maybe like the population of the world is now 10billion or like england will become a tropical country in the next 20years due to global warming. it's freezing here for the past two days. what else...err?

sigh, got nothing to say already.

later...

snow flake in my eye...

last night went to kelvin's house...chinese new year party. was nice everyone was there. he had made chicken rice with the very famous chinese vege thingy, can't remember what the call it already....Chapel 'China' Town.

this morning got up went to work, on my way back it snowed. standing there wacthing the snow fall, i missed my bus. then waited for at least half an hour, cause it's sunday buses are not frequent. stopped at town to buy some grocery. came home made sweet and sour fish...

after lunch was chatting with ric and shenn. ric was having a headache so he went to bed early. so it was me and shenn exploding each others brains...

so tomorrow is valentines day huh?

later...

Liv Tyler

hey ricardo, this post is a tribute to you, found these while i was browsing for wallpapers. don't get frisky now! but i think the first pic is outrageously gorgeous.

80GB man...don't play play

you know when you were kid and your mom just bought you this damn cool toy, and you're still at the mall but can't wait to open the toy and play with it. or when you come home but your mom tells you, you're gonna have to eat dinner before you could play with it. THATS EXACTLY HOW I FEEL RIGHT NOW!!!!

i bought myself an 80GB hard disk, it's not an external one, but internal with a storage so i can use it externally. kinda cool but i can't seem to get it running. my machine is detecting it, but can't seem to see it in my computer. so in other words i can't use it. damn...

today after work i went to the library and borrowed like 8 books to complete my research for my FYP. my bag was too small to fit all 8 books, lucky i had mohan, mahesh and raj to carry one each, heahehae, thanks guys. but it got worst. after buying the hard disk it started raining, imagine waiting in the rain, bag full of books, hard disk in hand, oh yeah btw i bought a couple of posters too. so imagine how i completely idiotic i looked. the bus ride, made me drop my books, my posters, stupid driver don't know how to brake!! well to be honest i looked like a complete geek with books, extra hard disk. aiyo, heahehae....

i wanted to write all this on friday night itself, but i just wrote the first paragraph and saved it as a draft, it's saturday afternoon now, just came back from work. got up at 5am, and realise today is saturday, fitness first only opens at 7.30am, so went back to bed and got up at 6am. work was nice today, made friends with colleagues. then went grocery shopping again. i'm like the perfect housewife, yesterday went to the market and bought fish, today went and bought up vegetables, filled the fridge up. the day before yesterday i bought milk and corn flakes. such a goody goody boy la. aiyo, my mother will be proud, my dad on the other hand will be laughing his ass out, of the fine woman i've turned out to be. but i think it's not so bad. not every man can say he can do marketing, cleaning and cooking as well and besides who said all those were women's jobs. welcome to the new world.

later...

28 St. Martins View

is now officially mine, well i don't own it but the new lease is now under my name till august. it was under C.G. but since he might no be here till the end of august it has fallen upon me.

today is not a good day for me and i don't wanna talk about it, well not here at least. i think my life is turning into an open book. WK says it takes a lot courage and bravery to put down everything in open, but shenn is right in some ways, it does tend to be creepy at times, when everyone knows everything.

well anyways on a good note i bought a nice NEXT jacket and tomorrow i'll be buying myself an external hardisk, btw ric it only cost 38 pounds here. so i've decided to get it here. maybe i'll even get two.

so much for that, now me gonna hit the sack, i need to be up by 4.30am tomorrow. i have to be at work at 6am. so goodnight everyone.

later...

England vs Holland

England 0-0 Holland

a match with much expectations but so little delivered. it's really dissapointting to watch holland break but in the 18yard box and not do anything at all about it. for a fact nistelrooy didn't play shouldn't be a key factor as teams shouldn't depend on one player. like how england are so depended on their star player, Mr. David Beckham. i have to say he is no longer a footballer, that fire he had when he played for MU in 1999/2000 is so not there anymore. it was like watching a whole different player out on the field. i wonder how is he even playing in the spanish league, along side players like raul, zidane, ronaldhino, ronaldo. weird huh?

but anyways i'm happy my team Deutschland is level with their arch rivals argentina, torsten frings and kevin kuranyi scored the goals, crespo scored twice for argentina. good to see Jurgen Klinsmann doing well as germany's coach.

anough of football, me wanna watch tv. 'True Lies', 'Rocky IV' and 'Snatch' is on.

later...

Happy Chinese New Year...

this is the year of what huh? lets see last year was the year of monkey, i know that because i was 24 last year. so what comes after the monkey, goat or rooster? anyways happy CNY too all my friends and whoever la.

today is not a good day. i was suppose to go see a guy who is helping the final year students with their projects but i had freaking headache, couldn't open my eyes and couldn't even stand straight. that was shity man. so i just slept the whole day. i just got up now. weird huh?

raj called and said he bought a poster for me at the S.U. see how that'll will be tomorrow, speaking of which i need to pay the house rent tomorrow and ofcourse i have tarsem's class tomorrow, the bastard who thinks m'sian are dumb. we'll see if he is smart enough to teach us! now me wanna go buy some milk.

later

my spanish guitar...

guitar lesson, how successful it was i can't say, but i can say this; 'about a girl', i can play the opening riff. a little bit of deep purple, heahehae. but all in all i enjoyed trying to learning it. the only slack was that i play better with left hand than my right hand but unfortunately the guitar is standard right hand guitar. so now i gotta save up money and buy myself left handed one, maybe i'll get an electric guitar. heahehae.

raj took some picture of us jamming together, as soon i get them i'll post them up. btw we managed to put a tune in for the song i wrote. i'll post that up too. wait a minute i thought i was here to get my engineering degree, not make music?

anyways, later kelvin, mohan and myself went to this guitar store and wow, all i can say is wow. the all look super cool, makes you feel like carlos santana in there (i wish) but then all of the guitars are freaking expensive. i saw a damn cool schekter left handed, black in color. it was 439 pounds thats more than monthly pay!

anyways, enough about guitars. i called home today. my auntie was there i talked to her and my mom. then i called chinaman...chinese new years eve. nice hear his voice. it was nice to see a friends face, you go get a nice mic la chinaman!

later.

last puff before the first kiss

today i was a like a housewife at home. got up, no one was at home. cleaned the entire house and cooked dinner for everyone. later kelvin came to the house and we had a butter system exchange, movies for movies and songs.

now i'm at mohan's place, suppose to have my first guitar session but instead i'm learning how to roll up joints. this country can teach you a lot of skills. one of them is how to drink and the other would be how to roll up joints. we asians, somehow are just facinated by the idea that we can roll up the joint, without having a police guy asking us for something something.

as for the equipment, we can buy it at your local market, cool huh?

check it out.

the roll up box


open view (engineering term)


product, produced by snoop-dogg company


what else do we need to learn before we go home?

later

I've loved you from the beginning of time...

20 years from now, they're still happily married. The children are about to finish high school and go off to college, the house is all paid up for. Just put in a down payment for a holiday villa by the beach, with the cars, all shiny parked in the porch. They both have careers, they've both worked hard to get where they are, to be together all these years, thru good times and bad times. They’ve brought up four wonderful children. Each one, special as the other. They both love them very much; they both love the family they've built together. They both love the family they've brought together by marriage. But most of all they both love each other, they both still feel the same way, they felt during their courtship, they still make love as passionate as the day their bodies touched for the very first time. They both still kiss with sparks, and they both still look at each other with twinkles in their eyes, they both know they're looking at their destiny. Bliss flowing thru their veins, every time they realize, they have each other.

As happy as it all is, times were bad once. There were times they screamed at each other. There was a time they both thought they’d never see each other ever again. It’s times like those that lurk in their memories that bring out the best in them, for each other.

One lazy afternoon, as they both get up after a nap together. She rolls into his arms, puts her hands on his wrinkled face, looks at him and says, ‘hello, sexy old man…’ That affect it has on him, her finger rubbing softly on his cheeks, just makes him smile and say, ‘hello, princess….’

They both curl up together, pull the sheets tighter around them. Get so close to each other, they feel as though they are one. She places her cheeks nicely and comfortably into his shoulders. She takes his hands and plays around with their wedding band, solidified into his ring finger and she asks him, ‘why do you love me….’

He, in his magnifying confidence of his unconditional love for her, takes a huge deep breath and says, ‘do you remember the first time we met, 25years ago…?’

She smirks and says, ‘yeah….’

He continues to say,

‘As I watched you talk to me across the table, eating you French fries, sipping your lemon crush, the hot afternoon sun bursting thru the huge glass windows of McDonald’s, making your huge brown eyes glow like God’s direct portals to him. Your rejuvenating smiles, that shames the creation of even a rainbow. Your cheeky laughs, that makes the chirps of the morning birds’ sound blend. I thought to myself God was showing off when he was making you. I went home that night and I said to myself, I love that woman. Then there was a question in me; you’ve only known her for what, 4 months now, and you’ve only met her today, how can you be in love with her?

Later that week, I then asked you out again, we meet up for a movie and coffee. You smelled incredible. Like a million roses put together on a bright spring Sunday. We went for coffee at San Francisco’s. We chatted again, we laughed again and you smiled again. Then at one point, you turned around to counted the number of different types of coffee at the counter. At each pass of a type of different coffee, your eyes moved, watching those pearls of magic twitch and glow as bright brown they are...I pretended to count as well, but was mesmerized by your eyes. You turned around and your fire-brown dark hair flew over you face, you smiled again and said to me, ’24…’

Right then I knew I loved you, I knew I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you. I knew you were my destiny….’

He then hugs her, and kisses her forehead, taking in a breath of her scent, he starts to tremble as he pull away and says,

‘But after all these years you ask me why do I love you? Because you’re a better person than I am, because you make my life as colorful as it can be, you make me live my life to the fullest it can be lived. You thought me how to smile, you thought how to cry. You showed me joys I never knew existed…simply said, you bring me to life, like a mother to a child. You are my everything…’

She stops playing with his wedding band, grasps to his hand tightly, looks up at him, with tear filled eyes, she says, ‘as you are to me, my everything, cause I love you and loved you I have from the day I knew that such a man existed in my world’

As man and wife, they’re eyes wide shut. Their souls united in love, as god as their holy witness, so it shall be the greatest love they’ll ever have…

Fade into brightness

~DeadMan Walking~

any given sunday

this sunday couldn't have started any better, after i finished writing my blog last night i wanted to hit the sack but decided to flip channels around for awhile and there you go, al pacino, dennis quaid, cameron diaz, jamie foxx put together to play football by oliver stone. how do you expect to go to bed with 'any given sunday' going on. so watched good old Al take me to hollywood heaven.

i love the movie, oliver stone certainly put a new perspective into american footbal, the flashes, the fade into blacks, the music and most of all i love the tackles. no toher football movie gives you this insight into the players mind, in depth of the game. of course not to mention Pacino stealing the show...

"claw...for that inch...!!!"

the movie ended around 3.30am. that was the start of my problems. i have to get up at 5.45am to go to work. just as i was about to hit the sack, i get this slight discomfort in my stomach, so i think you know the routine after that but it doesn't end there, it goes on thru out the night, of all the fucking days i have to get diarrhea today. this is shit man. but somehow i managed to get up at 6 and actually went to work, thinking well fitness first does have a toilet. not thinking about the journey there, me the hero left home. as i was waiting at the bus stp at city center, i get the urge for a dump...badly!!! i'm like crazed lunatic running around leeds city trying to find a toilet. at 6.45am, in the dark when nothing is open. this is what they meant when they said 'shit happens'. oh man oh man...i was like i was going to explode, but to my rescue i saw a bus no.3(goes home) come by and i just jumped on it, went home and took a dump...oh man. my asshole was on fire, smokin....damn it was literally burning.

so guess what, second day at fitness first went bye bye. aiyo, the scene in the bus waiting for him to take me home, i was like a junkie badly in need for a shot to get high, rattling in the bus, the guy in the next seat thought i was crazy, or probably thought i WAS a junkie.

you know the worst part is not that i couldn't go to work but it's that i didn't have a number or person to call and inform. don't have fitness first number, neither anyone working there. C.G. is in malaysia, oh shit man. well tomorrow i have to go see them and explain, sigh. this is all the nasi lemak's fault la. 4 ppl had it the same, but i got it the worst. i think it's because of the chili seed, accidentally went in man. it was damn tasty but i paid the price.

i was in bed and in the toilet the whole day. until we went to saba's house, he may not be around anymore but gerrard, raymond and guna are still there. raymond made coffee today and it was awesome...aiyo i become coffee junkie already la. we watched the Chelsea v Man City match. awesome game. then as i was on my way back mohan called and told me this new couple who came in a couple of weeks back had invited us for dinner at their new house. sachin and subha cooked mutton and chicken, i was affraid to eat but had no choice, didn't wanna offend them. beside subha probably took all the effort to cook for us, it's not easy to cook in a newly moved in house.

i just came home, watched conair. it was the ending part. this sad, but when nic cage finally gives his daughter the bunny and she gives him a hug, nic cage breaks into tears and hugs his wife, having his family in his arms again, he burts into tears of joy, tears actually jerked in my eyes as well, the soundtrack 'how do i live without you' by Trisha Yearwood made a huge impact at that time, in my life as well.

tomorrow i have planned to meet mohan at the uni, have lunch a buy guitar strings, kelvin has agreed to lend me his nylon guitar for use temperarly. well tomorrow night is jamming session at mohan's place. i only know how to play 'about a girl' opening chords, heahehahea. i hope my stomach doesn't act up tomorrow, it hasn't though. i took some chinese medication and walaa...

later.

Soldier of Love

Pearl Jam

Lay down your arms and surrender to me.
Oh lay down your arms and love me peacefully. Yea.
Use your arms for squezing and please I'm the one that loves you so.
Oh there ain't no reason for you to declare war on the one who loves you so.
So forget the other boys because my love is real.
Come off your battlefield.
Lay down your arms and surrender to me. Yea.
Lay down your arms and love me peacefully. Yea.
Use your arms for squezing and please cause that's the way it has to be.
The weapons you're using are hurting me bad.
But someday you're going to retreat.
Cause my love baby is the truest you've ever had.
A soldier of love that's hard to beat.
Lay down your arms and surrender to me.
Lay down your arms and love me peacefully. Yea.
Use your arms to hold me tight. Baby I don't wanna fight no more.
Use your arms to hold me tight. Baby I don't wanna fight no more.
baby, lay down your arms.
Oh baby, lay down your arms.
Oh baby, lay down your arms.
baby, lay down your arms.
baby, lay down your arms.
baby, lay down your arms.
baby, lay down your arms.
Please baby lay down your arms.

~DeadMan Walking Thru The Battlefield of Love~

wake up and smell the coffee (don't forget to bring the doughnuts)

me, a milo baby since i was still drinking from a bottle. i can't remember much, but i can remember the taste of the milo dripping out of the bottle into my puny little mouth. since then till now i've always been a milo baby, don't drink coffee, don't drink tea. if no milo, it's a chocolate drink, if even that i can't get...then it's coke, sprite, whatever...

but now, suffering in the midst of a foreign country, in the cold of this fucking country. suffering without milo...i have circumed to drinking coffee. it all started at saba's house, gerrard, his brother in law made me coffee and i couldn't refuse since he had already made it...wow, it was fantastic. i had never tasted anything like that before. it was addictive, 2 weeks i was craving to go back to saba's house and drink gerrard's coffee. now, i no more milo baby (i'm still a ribena baby though).

i went to work in the morning at 6am. finished, went and bought some stuff for my new room. bedsheets, pillow case, quilt and a duvet cover. cool huh, all blue color. tomorrow i'll post up pictures of my new room.

i came home and and guess what, BSc (basil school of cooking, thats what i'm studying here) was in motion, he, from thirichi, india was making nasi lemak. yes my friends, we had nasi lemak in the united kingdom. first briyani and now nasi lemak. who needs malaysia la...(WTF, am i saying this!!!!). i'm not kidding, he made to perfection, i was just amazed by the taste. there was boiled eggs, sliced cucumber, the sambal was, mmmmmmmmm, i can't even talk about it without my mouth watering.

just when i finished eating my favorate auntie called, i miss her so much. hearing her voice calling my name was so soothing. i love you atte and miss you too. she always treated me like i was her own son and i always felt that motherly sensation being around her (but don't tell her, she can't feed very well, unlike my mom, hehaheahea). anyways she passed the phone around to every one so everybody could say hi, so nice of her, but i can imagine what a cartoon she would have been, running around with the phone, heahahehea...

anyways she made me promise her i'd come home in april when i'm done. aiyo...i told my mom i won't be, how do i convince her i'm not. this is not going to be an easy task, well i managed a tsunami (my mom), now i have to manage a hurricane.

well anyways, tomorrow i have to go to work again at 6am and after that maybe i'll go see gerrard, ask him to make me coffee, heahehae. no la, he has a doctors appointment and he asked me to accompany him, so it's coffee and spicy food tomorrow la. btw, i've learnt how to eat spicy food, things that were damn spicy, is like nothing to me already la. weird la, weird...spicy food, coffee, whats next?

later...

been awhile huh?

just been a day and i feel it's been so long since i wrote my blog. anyways, my housemates have left which gives me a room, not to myself though, which is not my ideal scenario but what the hell, right. i've moved all my stuff up except my laptop. cause i listen to music when i sleep and besides, my new room mate is the type that goes to bed at 10pm and still struggles to get up at 7am and i'm the type that can go 3 day without sleep. well tomorrow i have to get some stuff, like pillow cases and bedsheets, maybe a throw and quilt too. i need one of those hanger thingys you have behind the door, for my pants and maybe get another one for my jackets.

well speaking of tomorrow, i have to get up by 5.30am. i start work at fitness first tomorrow and i have to be there by 7.30am. sighhh...i can imagine what ricardo is going thru, feels like high school huh dude? how many alarms do you have and don't you just love the invention of 'snooze', heahehahae.

(i must be the only idiot eating ice cream during winter)

i have to start deviding my time between work and uni, gotta get a move on my FYP, it's due on the 4th of april, shit man thats like another 8 or 7 and a half weeks left. well i've done 3 quaters of it but still can't be too sure with anything these days.

i still have yet to mail the guy who came to uni asking for manufacturing engineers, for his company, maybe i'll do that next week, since next temple moore high school is closed for a week so i don't have to go in. but i do have fitness first in the mornings. wow, who would have imagined rajesvaran doing two jobs, and trying to finish a thesis on material investigations. some things do suprise even the devils.

hey i heard it's really hot back in malaysia. guys, here there was a study saying that in 20years time england will become a tropical country, imagine what that'll make malaysia, a desert or dry lands...much worst....waste lands, arrrggghhh!!!

later...

to leave or not to leave

that is the question, whether to go or not go home. it has always been the matrix of my entire trip (if you want to call it that) here to the UK. but thats a different story, my housemates are leaving for malaysia. C.G. and raja are going back, whether we'll see then again, i dunno. hope we do...

today the usual, went to uni saw a guy who is gonna help me with our FYP, then went to work and then came home, now just chilling with my housemates. since two of them are leaving....peace and rasta man to them.

later...

btw; tomorrow no work, heahehahea

Federal Territory Day...

to all kuala lumpurians out there, have fun. to all football fans around the world, this has to be the news that could shock the football scene.

ARSENAL 2 - 4 MANCHESTER UNITED

at home, highbury, facing a squad where their top striker, Ruud Van Nistelrooy is injured and Silvestre was red carded, so it's a 10 men squad. and still they went and lost it. aarsenal arsenal...go committ a group suicide, all together. but then again i'm happy, once a devil forever a devil.

lets start at yesterday, got up went to work, then went out with raj, sara, jane and mahesh to play pool. it's been a really long time since i played pool. missed playing pool till the break of dawn with balan...or yeah with navein, nirpal, sara and jaya. those were the days. i think we played till about 9pm, then went home. and was about to reply a mail, and write my blog...but just couldn't pen down anything, dunno why, so i just ate and went to bed. yes i did go to bed early yesterday, suprisingly.

well today, same routine. went to work and then earlier came home and went down to HQ to watch footie, which i have to say, lately, ever since you know what, the thrill to watch anything has just gone, i dunno why but everything has just gone....

well tomorrow i have to go to uni and i have a class with my supervisor. see what he has to say about my final year project, then i'll see where i can go from there. on another hand, i....oh forget it, i'll talk about it to ric, hey you better get yourself a mic and skype me!!!

later...