Me.
You Know I'm Right.
Sunday, September 30, 2007
Yes, that's how awesome I am. Now, shut up and chant this mantra:
"Awesome is Adam."
Say it 7 times before going to bed every night, and I promise you that you will not see any significant change in your life from doing so.
Awesome, no?
Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 11:25 PM 1 comment(s)
Something Unusually Funny.
Lines from Star Wars that could be improved If the word "pants" was substituted.
1. A tremor in the pants. The last time I felt this was in the presence of my old master.
2. You are unwise to lower your pants.
3. We've got to be able to get some reading on those pants, up or down.
4. She must have hidden the plans in her pants. Send a detachment down to retrieve them. See to it personally Commander.
5. These pants may not look like much, kid, but they've got it where it counts.
6. I find your lack of pants disturbing.
7. These pants contain the ultimate power in the Universe. I suggest we use it.
8. Han will have those pants down. We've got to give him more time!
9. General Veers, prepare your pants for a surface assault.
10. I used to bulls-eye womp-rats in my pants back home.
11. TK-421. . . Why aren't you in your pants?
12. Lock the door. And hope they don't have pants.
13. Governor Tarkin. I recognized your foul pants when I was brought on board.
14. You look strong enough to pull the pants off of a Gundark.
15. Luke. . . Help me take...these pants off.
16. Great, Chewie, great. Always thinking with your pants.
17. That blast came from those pants. That thing's operational!
18. Don't worry. Chewie and I have gotten into a lot of pants more heavily guarded than this.
19. Maybe you'd like it back in your pants, your highness.
20. Your pants betray you. Your feelings for them are strong. Especially for your sister!
21. Jabba doesn't have time for smugglers who drop their pants at the first sign of an Imperial Cruiser.
22. Yeah, well short pants is better than no pants at all, Chewie.
23. Attention. This is Lando Calrissean. The Empire has taken control of my pants, I advise everyone to leave before more troops arrive.
24. I cannot teach him. The boy has no pants.
25. You came in those pants? You're braver than I thought.
26: I've got a bad feeling about pants.
27. "Stop that." "Why?" "My pants are dirty." "My pants are dirty too."
28. *whining* But I was going into the Toshi station to pick up some pants.
29. I will not condone a course of action that leads us to pants.
30. Obi-Wan once thought as you do. You don't know the power of pants.
31. Do or do not. There is no pants.
32. I am your pants.
33. Pants you I can. Mmmhmm.
34. The pants...remember your failure in the pants!
35. I am altering the pants. Pray I do not alter them any further.
36. Well, Your Worship, it looks like you arranged to keep me in your pants for a while longer.
37. Put Captain Solo in the cargo pants.
38. Uhhhhh.....had a slight pants malfunction. But.....fine..... everything's perfectly all right now. We're fine......How are you?
39. How do you get so big eating pants of this kind?
40. Sorry sweetheart, haven't got time for pants.
41. They are using a very primative dialect, but I do believe that they think I am some sort of pants.
42. Pants not make one great.
43. Anakin, sitting on a beach w/ Amidala: Don't yah hate pants?
44. Use the pants, Luke!
45. May the force be with pants.
46. But i just wanted to get some power pants!
47. These pants smell worse on the inside than they do on the outside!
I freaking LOL'ed after reading through this.
I expect Aliff to share my sentiments.
On a side note...
LOL'ed. If you've been around the Internet, then I'm sure you'd have seen this around somewhere, sometime or another. Internet morons (like me, unfortunately) like to use it when referring to laughing in the past.
If you haven't seen it, or rarely have - that means you have a life. I hate you and your most-likely-to-be-noisy-unborn-children.
Notice how grammatically incorrect LOL'ed is? What the bloody hell is Laugh Out Louded? Why are we butchering the English language? Yaaaarr. I propose we do our part and right this wrong! From now on, when referring to laughing in the past, one shall type....
... L'ed-OL!
Gila ah. Merah membara sial.
It's correct, but it looks wrong. Damn me and my need to correct grammatical errors (despite the flood of errors on this blog .___. Shaddap you.)
Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 12:05 AM 1 comment(s)
When standing still causes too much pain; Let loose, unload - it's time to move on.
Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 8:33 PM 0 comment(s)
A dying person's view on the beauty of life can be an incredible eye opener.
Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 6:53 PM 0 comment(s)
This will not make sense.
Whut day iz it? Saturday?
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.... NAAAAAAAAWWWW!!!
It r CATURDAY!! Nowz I'z gunna post sum catz.
Pics!
Iz eatin me! Noezzzzz!!
Yeaazz I'z got out now. Buuuut I fell down againz Dx
Lul now guess whut I r...
Ish so funneh. U'z get da joke? Geddit? Geddit? Lulz plzkthx.
Okiez! Iz enough cats for todayz. Need be keeping moaaarr for next Caturday, amirite? Till then~...
Bai!
Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 1:14 PM 2 comment(s)
Itty Bitty Stress.
Alright, screwed up the chance for a loan because of my view on certain political issues. Screw that. I'll have to work on things differently now to get another loan. Damn damn damn.
Another issue I'm having trouble with is re-enabling my task manager. Despite all the modifications I've done to the registry files, the task manager still doesn't seem to show. Looks like I'll be trolling a few tech forums for the next few days in search of a solution.
Damn you viruses. Damn you Windows XP.
DAMN YOU ALL!! :(
Extra: I like this font :D Makes my blog posts easier on the eyes. To me, that is. Hmmhmm.
Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 12:05 AM 0 comment(s)
Mhm.
Thursday, September 27, 2007
... Registered for Facebook yesterday.
Activated the account today, and edited my profile and whatnot. I did this because I was incredibly bored.
Someone was telling me that Facebook was nothing like Friendster/MySpace - supposedly more mature. After browsing through what it had to offer - I sat on my couch, questioned myself over why I didn't go with my first gut-instinct that told me these sites were a mistake for me.
Facebook and the word "Friends" sparked a few thoughts in me.
But I think we've all had enough of those supposedly "deep" and emo-ish posts I've had on this blog lately. Right? So I'll leave it in me for another day. Or maybe for never at all.
DotA tournament coming up in my area. Guna's invited me. He and I, with three others? My goodness, not to brag... but we would've pretty much sealed our victory just by signing up. Should I? Not sure if it's still running though. Haha. Kidding.
... He's not that good. :P
Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 8:28 PM 0 comment(s)
Words of Wisdom.
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
The more educated we are, the more the world becomes an unsafe place.
- Syuhaida Hidayah -
Something my cousin posted on her blog. Didn't think of things that way till she said it. So true, no?
And it doesn't just apply to the safety of our surroundings. In a way, it applies to everything in life - the words we choose to speak, the days we dictate with the smallest of actions, the fragile emotions we tread on.
Maybe what my cousin said is true: If we were to get rid of any education we ever received - life would be that much easier to go through.
Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 11:37 PM 0 comment(s)
The Faceless Liar.
Monday, September 24, 2007
I lied.
I still hang in doubt about what I said I had figured out.
I didn't want questions. I'm typing this out now because I need to put it down somewhere. And in a way, I want to share.
It's difficult, really. I struggle everyday to make myself see things as it should be, not dream of what it could be. And therein lies the biggest problem: I'm a dreamer.
I want it to be real, but I won't take the steps to make it be.
I look around, and I see a dream that's almost impossible to come true. Others have set out with full force on the path I so delicately tread - and all I've seen of their efforts is failure.
There's a fine line between what things are now, and what I want things to be. And the blatant truth is, attempting to cross over will bring a whole lot more problems than I could ever wish for.
I may not show it, but I get so very jealous when I see someone with enough guts to take that step forward and try their luck at what they think could be. Granted, these people aren't in the same position I am - though it doesn't change the fact that they have the ability to do what I can't.
Are dreams meant to come true, or are they merely a token for me to ponder on, for my amusement in my loneliest of hours?
If I knew how the things around me worked, how the people around me thought - I swear, it would make my life so much easier. I'd know exactly what to do. And I wouldn't regret my actions.
But now I'll continue struggling.
I've got to see things as it should be.
Not dream of what it could be.
Either way, I come out of this as one who has lost. And I know one thing for sure - accepting this loss is something that will be far harder than anything I'll be able to expect.
* I'm not expecting anyone to understand what it is I'm talking about - I worded this post in a manner which I'm positive will conceal enough of what it it is I'm facing. Bingo on the wordplay.
** I'm beginning to hate driving that lonely road down home. Stirs too many thoughts, evokes too many emotions. Sigh.
Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 6:34 PM 0 comment(s)
Everybody sayin' what's not for him
But everything I'm not, made me everything I am
Damn, here we go again.
People talkin shit, but when the shit hit the fan
Everything I'm not, made me everything I am
Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 6:17 PM 2 comment(s)
Remember remember, the... 20-something of September... I think.
Friday, September 21, 2007
Hmmhmm.
I am bored out of my mind. In fact - so bored, that I decided to draw myself on Paint and caption the image with the word b---
You know what? I'll let the image speak for itself.
Damn. I know, I'm amazingly awesome.
Don't know why, but after visiting a blog belonging to one of Aliff's friends, I decided to click on a link she had there - Random Juice. Haha! Yes, that blog that Aliff, Collin and myself set out to create and discuss different issues relating to today's youth. Reading through the posts, I couldn't help but think...
... That blog couldn't be more dead. In fact... No wait, nevermind. I don't have any witty lines to add to that (damnit).
Quite depressing to see =___=" (eventhough I took myself off that blog almost immediately after I deleted my previous blog).
And now for a sudden change in topic.
The fasting month hasn't been kind to me so far. My sleeping pattern is completely off - sleeping at the usual time, but waking up far later. Shit. Nowadays I get up from sleep around 8 or 9am. That's late for my standards (considering I'm almost always up by 530am). There's a good side to it though - I don't get the usual 3 - 4 hour sleep as before. Now I have about 6-7 hours sleep daily. Woohoo! Bad thing is, I wake up with an ache in my neck. Gah! Remind me to get myself some new pillows, will you?
I was going to add more to this post, but then I realized I forgot what it is I wanted to add. My memory sucks. Seriously. Going downhill with each passing day T.T
On a related note...
... OK maybe it wasn't really related. By I just had to.
And some moment after that pic, I can tell what three girls thought:
Charlene: Ooohh rawr.... (Sigh. Charlene Charlene... I couldn't help myself xD)
Kimberley: ... Sick pervert. (If you can call me a pervert, it means you understood what the image was trying to imply! Esh esh esh.)
Gillian: ... Huh? (Blur case. But good la, not dirty minded. Haha >.>)
Adam Dewind, signing out!
Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 11:46 PM 0 comment(s)
Ooh yeah.
Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 9:49 PM 0 comment(s)
Hahaha...
Yes, I am manipulative, deceitful even. A play of words, the twist of thoughts, the angles of perception. It's an unforgiving yet deliberate path; An art.
A call to greatness. Few will come to understand it; Most will come to fear it.
Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 10:00 PM 0 comment(s)
Assignments?
Monday, September 17, 2007
Just checked out my Java assignment questions.
I have to say I'm fairly excited. :D
This looks like a proper challenge, something I can work on - creatively and logically. My mind could use a little intensive, focused thinking.
Yes yes... definitely.
On a side note, here's another image from Adam's Vault-of-weird-Images (that's VowI to you).
I laughed. :D
Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 10:22 PM 0 comment(s)
F1 Spy Saga.
Sunday, September 16, 2007
... Damn you McLaren. This is one fan you've disappointed.
I won't be following your progress for the rest of the season.
Just when I thought my favourite team could win the constructor's championship.
... I think I hear my father laughing. Sigh.
Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 8:01 PM 0 comment(s)
... so staring is good?
Is it also good for women's health?
It would explain why you're always staring. Yes you, sis. Ha ha ha.
Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 5:59 PM 3 comment(s)
Sing.
Friday, September 14, 2007
Ever listened to a song, and realized that it was the one song you felt you could connect to the most?
A song that could at any time evoke forgotten emotions in you, a song that could throw you into the arms of sorrow even in the happiest of times, or embrace you with joy even a moment of utter despair? Everyone has a song that means the most to them.
Most know what mine is. Obviously, "#41" by The Dave Matthews Band.
Collin just shared with me a video of them performing this song for the victims of the Virginia Tech shooting. This one was done with John Mayer as the leading guitarist. In fact, this performance is fairly recent.
Awesome stuff.
Enjoy.
Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 10:13 PM 0 comment(s)
It's that day of the year.
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
It's that day.
September the 11th.
A few years back, a horrible tragedy unfolded in America, claiming thousands of innocent lives.
People died.
Lives were wrecked.
Homes broken.
The world was torn apart under the destructive wake of terrorism.
Today, we put our hands together and pray. And we remember.
We remember how it happened.
We remember why it happened.
... HAHAHAHA!
Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 9:46 PM 0 comment(s)
Booyah #2.
Monday, September 10, 2007
I decided to let off some steam by finding fault and arguing with some random ball-licker on a forum. It's so funny the way this guy tried so hard to piss me off just because I didn't share one of his interests. I'd link the thread, but it's been deleted from the forum. And I've been banned for flaming.
Sheesh.
When people take stupid things so seriously...
... I become a little stressed.
Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 11:01 PM 0 comment(s)
Mmm.
Just when you thought bridges were safe.
Think again, idiots.
Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 12:02 AM 0 comment(s)
Absence.
Thursday, September 6, 2007
Pretending everything is fine is an invitation to a disaster.
- A. Dewind -
Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 10:36 PM 0 comment(s)
Delayed Dreaming.
Tuesday, September 4, 2007
Tired are my shoulders, restless as can be
Eyes wide open, the shadows start to stalk
Ears sensitive, the walls begin to talk
Cool is the air, yet heat is all I bear to feel
Moonless is the sky, begging me to yield
That this bed should show me comfort, a place for me to heal
Yet painful are the nights, a lone tree in an empty field
Deliver me from this absence
- A. Dewind -
Can't sleep. Opened up my browser and just typed this out as the words came to me. As a typical Malaysian would say: "No work?"
Haha. Yea, no work.
Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 11:20 PM 1 comment(s)
Say Goodbye.
Monday, September 3, 2007
You and me together
The storm outside, the fire is bright
And in your eyes I see
What's on my mind
You've got me wild
Turned around inside
And then desire, see, is creeping
Up heavy inside here
And know you feel the same way
I do now
Now let's make this an evening
Lovers for a night, lovers for tonight
Stay here with me, love, tonight
Just for an evening
When we make
Our passion pictures
You and me twist up
Secret creatures
And we'll stay here
Tomorrow go back to being friends
Go back to being friends
But tonight let's be lovers,
We kiss and sweat
We'll turn this better thing
To the best
Of all we can offer, Just a rogue kiss
Tangled tongues and lips,
See me this way
I'm turning and turning for you
Girl just tonight
Float away here with me
An evening just wait and see
But tomorrow go back to your man
I'm back to my world
And we're back to being friends
Wait and see me,
Tonight let's do this thing
All we are is wasting hours until the sun comes up it's all ours
On our way here
Tomorrow go back to being friends
Go back to being friends
Tonight let's be lovers, say you will
And hear me call, soft-spoken whispering love
A thing or two I have to say here
Tonight let's go all the way then
Love I'll see you,
Just for this evening
Let's strip down, trip out at this
One evening starts with a kiss
Run away
And tomorrow
back to being friends
Lovers...love...lovers
Just for tonight, one night...love you
And tomorrow say goodbye
Seems like all I've been doing lately is post up lyrics of songs by the Dave Matthews Band. I can't help it, I adore the use of words and the meaning behind all their songs.
Oh well.
Edit: Okay, I just realised. It's only been twice. Damn this misleading mind of mine.
Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 9:37 PM 0 comment(s)
Ants Marching.
Sunday, September 2, 2007
Does his teeth, bite to eat and he's rolling
Never changes a thing
The week ends, the week begins
She thinks, we look at each other
Wondering what the other is thinking
But we never say a thing
These crimes between us grow deeper
Goes to visit his mommy
She feeds him well his concerns
He forgets them
And remembers being small
Playing under the table and dreaming
Take these chances
Place them in a box until a quieter time
Lights down, you up and die
Driving in on this highway
All these cars and upon the sidewalk
People in every direction
No words exchanged
No time to exchange
And all the little ants are marching
Red and black antennas waving
They all do it the same
They all do it the same way
Candyman tempting the thoughts of a
Sweet tooth tortured by the weight loss
Program cutting the corners
Loose end, loose end, cut, cut
On the fence, but not to offend
Cut, cut, cut, cut
Take these chances
Place them in a box until a quieter time
Lights down, you up and die
Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 9:42 PM 1 comment(s)
The whistling winds.
Damn. It's been three days.
My back still hurts.
Restless mornings come knocking hard.
Delayed evenings prolong the afternoon heat.
The days seem to crawl at a snail's pace.
With every turn, a step is lost.
The mind withers.
Wasted.
Deliver me from this absence.
Hmm. Prior to yesterday, I never saw the movie "Shakespeare in Love". Actually, yesterday I only watched about... 30 minutes of the movie.
Very interesting movie.
Anyone with the DVD willing to lend it to me? Haha.
Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 3:34 PM 0 comment(s)
# Seventy Something.
Saturday, September 1, 2007
Fairly irritating when things don't go your way.
Fairly irritating indeed.
When you try to do something, and despite everything being laid out properly, something random that you have no control of whatsoever gets in the way, disrupting whatever it is you were planning on doing.
Fairly irritating.
Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 4:35 PM 0 comment(s)