I'M PISSED!!!

I’m absolutely, totally pissed off today

Everything does not seem to go my way

So it’s normal that my temper frayed

Oh my goodness, what a day

Minor management test tomorrow

Yet what I’m studying I don’t know

How in the world I can be mellow

Notes leading me but I can’t follow

Today’s dinner supposed to be eat out

God damned rain came, my plan put out

Thinking of going out at night for supper

Good old rain came pouring at the double

Thought of playing games on my laptop

Suddenly a rumble came from the top

Lightning and thunder singing a duet

Pulled out the plug before it was too late

What more of USM hotspot

Better call it a broken teapot

Line was in its usual inconsistency

In other words it is known as lousy!

Tests here, assignments there

My oh my, how I HATE this nightmare

Make me GERAM and make me scare

God oh god wonder how I’ll fare

Written by JP_ONG (J0k3r P03T_On9) 12.04am. I’m PISSED!!!!!!

FREE POEM FROM ME!!!

Now here my friends is the chance
To watch phrases, words sing and dance

A poem of something thou request
A topic free for all, thou to suggest
Hatred churned poem or love conquest
Twigs and branches I’ll turned it to a nest

Pick the most melodious singers
Choreograph with the most graceful dancers
Give me the words, phrases that most matter
And I will make it into a show simply spectacular

First of every poem goes for free
A gift to you, a test for me
If thou want more poems from me
Let’s talk business with a reasonable fee


My poetic mind is making me crazy again… So I’d think of making use to it… If my poem is too deep, well here’s the translation. I’ll be writing poems for YOU, yes Y-O-U. About anything Y-O-U want. Drop me the request if you want. And of course, give me words or phrases that you want me to insert to the poem. Maybe you want your darling’s name inside the love poem, or cursing the hell out of somebody. Every first poem from me to each of you is free… If you want more from me, then let’s talk business. It won’t be expensive… It should be less than RM 5. Originality guaranteed. No plagiarism… Oh… maybe I should not be that good… 1st 10 poems are free… But one can only get it free once…

Illuminatus

Thanks KKY... Now I'm an illuminati... Have to set my targets and priorities right...

My Taste - A Gift or A Curse?

People tend to listen to all kinds of music. From unknown singers till hearthrob artiste. I favour the best. Taiwan King of Pop Lee Hom, Jay Chou.

People tend to play all kinds of applications or games in facebook. Some so dull that it just requires alicking here and there. I favour the best. Playfish's Pet Society, Restaurant City, Country Story, and Crazy Planet.

People tend to enjoy eating at McD's. I favour taste bud tangling Itallian dishes(Pizza Hut will do the trick though, no need for DOME!)

Most guys tend to always be in a relationship. Out goes the old one, in comes the new one. Every month a new one. My last attempt ended chasing for empty air for two years.

EVERY GIRL that I target are already unavailable or in a brief moment of time, will turn unavailable. So if you girls out there are scared not able to find someone, convince me to target you. You will meet someone very soon.

MOST think I'm stupid, SOME think I'm complicated. I think myself of having high taste. Sometimes way too high. But it is in my blood. If you want something, why not aim for the best?

Failure is now so normal, that it keeps encouraging me to push for even higher achievements...

But some how, I do doubt my limits and abilities...

Linda Oh Linda

I'm really blind, really lost... Life is meaningless without you...

So pretty...

A Tale of Tomatoes

If I were to choose between a cherry tomato and a strawberry, I’ll definitely choose a cherry tomato. Weird huh. Most people would choose a strawberry though…

They say strawberries are sweet, tomatoes sour

But the truth is most strawberries are sour

One is a vegetable, another one a fruit?

To tell you the truth, both are fruits

People cherish strawberries, despise tomatoes,

Putting it in the same category as potatoes,

But be it a cold or a warm weather

A tomato’s skin stays soft as a feather

Classy desserts strawberries are,

But a tomato’s range is even far,

Excellent in an appetizer, blends in a salad,

Thirst quenching drink till the sauce for fillets

Tomatoes were once thought poisonous fruits

Only fed to cows and goats as food

From spaghetti sauce till tom yam soup

Without you it as if there is a missing loop

Without strawberries a cake is still a cake

Without a tomato what else can we make?

You range in size from big to small

From bright red till the golden orange of fall

Compared to strawberries the latter with most call

But in forever in my heart, you always stand tall.

For most people, a strawberry seems like more useful than a tomato. But if you think again, you can find a tomato doing a strawberry’s job, except on a cake ( If there is, please let me know). Yes, every one of it is sour. But it is the consistency of its taste and texture that will never let me down when I pop one into my mouth…

Vincent

Why is this song called Vincent? Cos it was written in the remembrance of the great artist Vincent Van Gogh borned 30th March, which means we share the same birthday. It's such an irony that Vincent only manage to sell one painting during his entire life. His works only became well known after his death. I do admire him a lot, but I don't wanna be like him... To be precious after I have left the world...

Maybe another reason I chose this song was because I am currently watching 溏心风暴（outdated). And oh... Linda just melt my heart...

LOVE YA.... Muacks~

Starry
Starry night
Paint your palette blue and grey

Look out on a summer's day
With eyes that know the
Darkness in my soul.
Shadows on the hills
Sketch the trees and the daffodils

Catch the breeze and the winter chills

In colors on the snowy linen land.
And now I understand what you tried to say to me

How you suffered for your sanity
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen
They did not know how

Perhaps they'll listen now.

Starry
Starry night
Flaming flo'rs that brightly blaze

Swirling clouds in violet haze reflect in
Vincent's eyes of China blue.
Colors changing hue
Morning fields of amber grain

Weathered faces lined in pain
Are soothed beneath the artist's
Loving hand.
And now I understand what you tried to say to me

How you suffered for your sanity
How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen
They did not know how

Perhaps they'll listen now.

For they could not love you
But still your love was true

And when no hope was left in sight on that starry
Starry night.
You took your life
As lovers often do;
But I could have told you
Vincent
This world was never
Meant for one
As beautiful as you.

Starry
Starry night
Portraits hung in empty halls

Frameless heads on nameless walls
With eyes
That watch the world and can't forget.
Like the stranger that you've met

The ragged men in ragged clothes

The silver thorn of bloddy rose
Lie crushed and broken
On the virgin snow.
And now I think I know what you tried to say to me

How you suffered for your sanity

How you tried to set them free.
They would not listen
They're not
List'ning still
Perhaps they never will.