The good old days

ART ATTACK mates, is a dope show, seriously it is, when i was younger i used to watch this on the tele because its dope like that...

This is part 1/2



and this is part 2/2



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Milk?

As i was going through the isles in my local grocery store, i suddenly had this question about the term "soy bean milk". The question that comes to mind, why is it called, milk? I mean, the liquid is extracted from soy beans, would should be reasonable to call it as, well, soy bean juice, wouldn't it? Because if u think about it, grape juice is well, extracted from grape, why isn't soy bean milk is called soy bean juice when it has pretty much the same process?

Went to wikipedia and some do call it as soy bean juice...

So yeah, i'm just posting this out of boredom...

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Christmas

Merry christmas to my Christian mates and those who celebrate christmas around the world...

May good things happen to you... :)

Foursquare

If a guy is banging his girlfriend as he is on foursquare, can he be the mayor of the girl's ass?

Or, if the guy is on foursquare again and is also banging the girl's ass, again, can he actually put there, "so and so just checked into so and so's ass".

Random thoughts...

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Come to think of it

When i see my previous post, it's just a wanker's excuse for being a failure, i dont need a bloody slap in the face to reinvent myself, so yeah, i said that, word...

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Re

I have always said to myself, its time to reinvent myself, to change for the better, to kick off old habits, to start off, fresh. Deluded into the this mindset where my capabilities are adequate when it is nowhere near the capacity where it can bring back good results. No, good is not the adjective, it's about being the best, to overcome with the odds stacked against me, which i always take it lightly and it's jeopardizing my future. This predicament, is exactly what I needed.

The wake up call, the spark to bring me back on solid ground, this seems to be it, rise and taste reality, the ultimate slap in the face, and to pick up the pieces where i have left off and reinvent myself, that will be the order for next semester. I must agree, I'm not getting younger, if the results stay stagnant, so will the future, and that is, by all means have to be avoided. But then again, talking alone is not enough, actions must accompany it, so, the stepping stone is there, it's just a matter of taking the leap of faith from being an arrogant douchebag to a humble, wise man... i guess...



Accepting defeat is the first step in self-humility...

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A reason

Sometimes, people have the sensation to feel, love and no one is an exception towards this, it comes in many different forms, either it's a love from a mother towards her child, a love from a lover to his/her partner. Now people always say that it's love which keeps a relationship together or pity which keeps it together, the way I see it, it's not true. It's communication and understanding which keeps a relationship together for a very long time.

Some may be blessed with this gift of being able to communicate with their partner, some aren't so lucky. The way that one can truly understand his/her partner is through communication as said numerous times by psychologists/therapists and this helps to go a very long way. People have different opinions about different things, trying to comprehend and sync a set of beliefs of another person might be difficult but it's those little things which keeps a relationship together, to make it work, because as everything else in this world, relationships are a sort of mechanism which is operated by two beings and it is fueled by a mix of love, compassion, communication and understanding, but sadly, some people have only two of these properties, which causes this mechanism called a relationship unable to work.

Have an understanding towards your partner can go a long way...

I have no idea why i'm in the mood to write this, but hey, what to do, got the jive going on, hahaha!



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