Mr.Please-hear-me-out-let-February-be-my-time

Dear Mr.To-Whom-It-May-Concern,

Please let me leave for UK on February 2010
Please don't let me wait till next year
Please don't let me start my senior year in September of 2010
Please let the possibility of February be 99.9%
Please don't make me look for an internship, a job without a bachelors degree
Please let me have two options for a university in February
Please please please don't make this a false hope

The reason why I want, sorry, need to start on February is because I want to get my degree as fast as possible. I don't want to wait until September of 2010 because I'm afraid it'll ruin the flow of my concentration in education. If February is not possible, I'd have to look for a job because I don't want to be doing nothing, and i don't want to burden my parents. I'm not sure if my chances are high of looking for a job, especially at this age of recession. If possible, let me go to Northumbria because I don't have to take an IELTS test. Also, may northumbria have a good course available for the February intake. If it has to be Leeds, then I'd have to take an IELTS test, but I don't mind, just as long as it lets me start in February. Just for the record, this is the first time...first time in a long time wherein I'm asking for something positive from my education.

Please let it be February
Please hear me out
Please make it happen

Thank you for your time

Sincerely,
Mr.Please-hear-me-out-let-February-be-my-time

Rice Crazy

Rice Crazy, a literal translation for "Nasi Gila"

Saturday Morning
1:30am - craves for food, craves for street food, craves for food other than fast food
1:31am- its still pouring outside, steps out for some air
1:35am - blurts out "Dayum I'm hungry" Karl goes, *you wanna eat gesture, with matching arm movements as if holding a spoon and fork, and wears a big smile
1:40 - we hit the spot, the man is still serving to people, and we know that the food has got to be good

Here we go!
And so we decide to have our Rice Crazy! i mean, our Crazy Rice!
The rice which is crazy and makes us crazy for rice!

This was different from all Nasi Gila's I've ever eaten. The rice was white, usually it is served similar to Fried rice with added toppings which is crazy! Like sausages, fish balls, egg, occasional shrimp, and it goes on! So I'm thinking to myself, each area in the city has their own twist to Rice Crazy or Crazy Rice or the rice which is crazy and makes us crazy for rice!
Me and my bro finally sink our mouth into the spoon filled with street goodness (with the cooks dirt all over the kroepek which he grabs a handful and places it on our plate).
I had not much clue on what was on my plate because of the low lighted area. But it was good, oh sooo goood!
As soon as I was done with my food, I asked my bro if he was down for another round, and another round of Crazy Rice or Rice Crazy or the rice which is crazy and makes us crazy for rice!
This time, it was a tad bit spicier than the first plate, but whatever was in there was even more juicier, succulent, it was like a plate of soft pillows which you wont want to leave.
That is how good the rice which is crazy and makes us crazy for rice! ummm...you get what I mean!
That satisfied my crave for street food, good quality street food. Till now I'm still burping its glory!

Just because the cook looks ghetto, don't underestimate the food.
If the light comes from an old-skool lamp, then the brightness is in the ingredients.
Lastly, walk if you have to get your fill of good food!

its been awhile

its been so long since i've written anything.
i wanna write, but nothing really to write about.
so this will be a little start off to the get off
weird

Untitled

A tear falls with letters of love

Words spoken with a weight of care

Voices heard through distorted tones

Emotions hidden in regret of confusion

A touch felt through sincere honesty

Expressions without a thought

A prediction sneaking from another moment

A past meant to realize

Adjustments failing to be played

A time for a moment

Scars for life

Confusion leads to no solution

Decisions made to be carried without doubt

Satisfaction short of recognition

Blinded by hope, hopeful by sight

I am nothing, yet I walk as though I have a mission

Life given to me does not shout of cheers

But it screams of whisper

Oceans will roar

A vision of freedom, yet a cry of help

Clueless yet knows another has a better plan

If so, why is there questions of a needed answer

If fault is upon, then punishment must be delivered

Have time as a second and not a year

Smiles should be shared and sadness will be automatic

careless w[his]per

You leave me out on so much

I get laughed at, teased at

All I try to do is praise you

When I dont, the slightest words bring you dark clouds

Sometimes I just need your maturity

But you treat it as if I want a change of heart

I get sarcastic, you dont know when I am

You are unfair and I dislike it

I always have to submit to your needs

But I am returned with little

Mail boxes are referred to when a serious conversation is needed

Vocals just take you back to your little cave

I get left hanging when you insist you wont do that

You cant change the smallest things

You leave me with little to do

What do you have for me when im doing everything?

When you put on that face, I have to be worn with guilt and pretend

Cut me Loose

Alright. So here i go. Lately, I've been realizing, knowing, feeling, that as I grow older, the more I lose, more is lost, more is gone. It's such a let down knowing that it's happening to me. Because I don't want to lose them in my life. It just happens, I want to make things work out for me, but it seems like it's just meant to happen. I realize I'm losing my friends. All the friends I've had before are still there, but not how they were before. I miss them so much because I miss them. Being with them allows me to behave the way I am. They make me who I am. But without my friends, I'm just a person living on earth with nothing to hold on to. Nothing to laugh for, and nothing to get excited for. Yes, we might have our own significant other, but it's not like your significant other makes you behave the way you really are with your friends. My friends are far away, when we talk, it's great because there's no awkward gap or whatsoever, but it just sucks that you can't be around them when you instantly want to. Not like how it was before. Like i said earlier, as I grow older, the more I lose. It's not lost because there was a fault, but lost because of the circumstances. If only I could have them where I am, it's not an act of selfishness, but I'm a guy that wants to keep all his friendships alive, strong, and continually growing memories. You know what, I try as much to keep those bonds strong, but it's hard to keep it strong when the other side can't make it happen. It's just so dragging to do, and you come to realize it won't mean much if the other doesn't try. I just miss you. I miss those times of hanging out. I think I'm getting lonely, I don't want to get older with friends i just barely met. What the hell is that? I can't really be satisfied with that. It's just a substitute not good enough to live on. Lately my weekends have been good, but it would be better with friends I truly am comfortable with. College friends? They are fake, their culture is just so...i don't know, maybe two-faced? Good friends I have here, they're somewhere else in a different country, or either too busy with their other plans. Like I said, I try to make it happen, but the other side can't. I just miss my friends, I miss being with them. If things don't get better with them later on this year, then probably it would have to be my turn to be the "other side". I miss you all, I need that solid time with you all. I'm happy right now, but I would be happier with my friends right now.

It is what it is

I am going to love you the longest I can

L is for the Love we share
O is for the One woman i want to be with
V is for the Very true love i give to you
E is for Everything you are to me

P is for the Puzzles you put me through
R is for the Rock n Roll times we've had
I is for the Interesting times we find out about each other
S is for how Sweet & Sexy you are
K is for Keeping me no matter what I do
A is for the Adoration that you give me.