Much Ado About 1 Thing

I think I need help. Fast. Lately I couldn’t think about anything else but it. You know, IT! (Please leave immediately if you can’t figure it by now, you prude!) It bothers so much to think that I am actually capable at looking at other human being as a piece of meat! (I can’t get more blunt than this, can’t I?)

Before this, I have always considered myself, a mild mannered, guy-next door, adored-by-mothers type of a guy. I have drawn a perfectly clear line of what’s morally acceptable and what’s frown upon by our prudish society.

(Note: Drawing a line and actually exercising self-controlled are totally two different things, people)

Now, it’s no longer the case for me. I have come to a stage where I even have a mantra whenever I feel I might be a danger to the public. (Which means all of my waking up moment).

*To have un-pure, debauched thoughts about anyone, anything ALL THE TIME is WRONG!

Now what am I going to do about it?

Aw puuhleeess, don’t say the M word. I know you guys are gonna throw it back to me but don’t you think I have been thinking about the very same thing since my puberty days? Yes, yes I know I am way passed my prime - the big 3.0 and that might be the contributing factor of my current ‘dilemma’but I have my reasons.

Plus I figured, if I ever decided to go down that path I must first learn to respect and cherish other human being next to me first, right? Treat them equally as a partner and with fairness. And by looking at the current rate I am going, it looks like I have a loooong way to go.

Well, maybe in a year from now that M thing isn’t that bad idea after all, eh? But I guess until then, I’ll have to rely on ‘two of my best friends’ for some quick lurveee and attention.

Wait a minute, why on earth do I share this with you guys?

OMG, I really need help before I hurt somebody and I am dead serious about it.

The Sweetness Of Victory

I was not exactly over the moon on this year New Year's celebration. I do not know why. Probably the age thing, I don’t know. For me it felt exactly like any other day. It didn’t feel special. I didn’t feel the connection. The fireworks over KL skyline didn’t even excite me anymore.

So my New Year’s Eve was limited to filling up my car tank, in fear of another possible gas hike and waiting for 30 minutes in McDonald’s drive thru.

Now if you think that I am gonna whine about my non existence celebration happenings or that I am being cursed with non-stop, losing streak boredom, you’d be in for a major surprise my dear friend. I finally won something. No, not the lottery (though it might be nice as well!)

Whaddaya know!!. I was the first winner of Graha Residenku’s Guest of the Year. Wuhooo!!



For those of you who think that I may make the whole things up, please visit:

http://graharesidenku.blogspot.com/

Doesn’t matter the motive behind the award, so long that I won and you didn’t, it feels nice. It was such a great way to start my new year and it has done wonders to my ego and self esteem. I know it’s not like that I was chosen as Time’s Person of the Year or Nobel Prize Peace Winner but it feels more or less the same nonetheless. This could well be some sort of the start of an awesome year for me.

I won’t discuss the criteria and merits of my winning cause it will sure trigger a heated debate (and eventual hatred) amongst our friends but not a single second that I thought I didn’t deserve this. (Ha! Talk about inflated ego!), though probably I don’t have the answer as well!

Anyway, thanks Miron for the recognition. You know I can’t possibly put you to compete with any other people for any award cause it wouldn’t be fair. You are exotic–ly, uniquely Hasmiron, you know that?

You see, winning is much sweeter if you can share it with your friends, what’s more if the recognition is bestowed by your own friend.

Now that beats any fireworks in the sky on the New Year Eve!