linkin park singapore 2011

something i cannot forget in my life. linkin park came so close. it was in singapore. i bought the ticket for SGD166. it was fucking worth it! omg!

here's some photo shot. it was 12:30 pm when i started to line up for the VIP ticket. the ticket was going to be release at 3:00 pm each day from day 1 to day 3 of F1 event. fuck, yeah. it was a hell long queue. 3000 tickets per day. i was in the 6000th and above list.

everyone's queueing for the ticket. of all the crazy fans, we all sing together under the hot sun! i was wondering, hell, a lot of crazy people really exist on this earth. we all can hear them practicing singing and jamming outside of the gate!

all the die hard fans. lucky we arrived early in the front queue

my all true bruce-lee friend lol

and that's double-a

everyone's waiting for f1 to start and lp's show

fuck the queue! it was so long. we all running for the vips like we're singing runmotherufkcingbitchrun!

i just dont understand how retard this is. how could you even need to queue if you know that you have the VIP pass to the front stage? lol. anyway, those are the crazy folks

before the show starts, we end up watching street live band.

before f1 ends and we're all anticipating for the band to come out. look at the lovely crowd

there you go!!! you could almost hardly believe it if they're just in front of you singing

you're going to love it even when squeezing in the crowd

chester singing one step closer

mike shinoda going for the crowd with the song in the end!

look at that old bastard hahaha.

something that i cant forget. something that i will remember. i sweat my cloths, my pants my boxer. i could feel all the boobies and dicks with sweats touching me. yeah, fuck me!

anyway, i'm so lazy to comment a lot here. enjoy the pictures! please drop your comments! hahah

the man beside a lady

A friend of mine wrote this to a man:

Everytime you scream at your woman, there's another man wishing he could whisper in her ears. When you humiliate, offend & insult her, there's another man wanting to remind her how wonderful and beautiful she is. When you hurt her, there's another man wishing he could hug the pain away. When you make her cry, there's another man wanting to steal smiles from her. Treat your ladies right cause there's someone out there who can & will!

I think this world is a total-fucked. Yes, I agree with above statements, but if you're the girl, you have to understand those are the guys who are trying to fuck you. Females are total weak when they are emotionally down. Males are total weak when they're fucking poor. A male does not have to look goods, a lesson for me to be learnt, as long as you're rich.

Question yourself one thing in your life. What are you going to do when you're feeling so down? I could say 70% of the people with dicks and pussy would have answer, I would go for some entertainment. One thing you need understand here, what's the main necessity that you required when you undergo for rehab in entertainment. You need some money. I don't think the females have to understand this, cause males normally buy the drinks or pay the bill. A male need money to be secure. A female only needs man to be secure.

For man, don't think with a dick.

For a lady, you're either just blind or not being understanding enough.

how do you know?

this movie explained one thing about a women

it's a comedy love story between a bankrupt men and a very rich good-looking guy. he a women does not have to know what kind of personality a guy is. she goes for the rich and doesn't care whether he was a men with anonymous sex with strangers and never that she knows about it. he makes 14 million a year. he has great cars, he has great place to sleep. he had almost all the thing he wanted.

another bankrupt men due to his dad's bad behaviour was so pity and pathetic. he don't have the luxury to get this women. he has no cars. he take buses. he stays in a small shophouse with living room and bed in one place together. he had all the thing he never wanted.

she could fall in love for a very nice good watch for her birthday. she feels bad to see another men who couldn't get something nicer but only kid's moulding clay. this is what happened to female society nowadays.

a never ending wish

it's always not that i don't want to.

i always wanted to join

i always wanted to follow

i always wanted to be there

i always wanted to travel

i always wanted to eat something nicer

i always wanted to drink something nicer

i always wanted to get better beers

i always wanted to live and stay at nice place

i always wanted to have good accessories

i always wanted to wear nicer

i always wanted to have a good phones

not to say to have a good pc or tablet

i always wanted to drive nicer car

i always wanted to sit in better and nice place

i always wanted to walk-in a better and nice place

i always wanted to have a nicer house

i always wanted to wear a better slippers

i always wanted to wear a better shoes

i always wanted to wear a better jeans

i always wanted to have a good education

i always wanted to bring my loves one to a nice place

i always wanted to spend my time with my loves one

i always wanted to keep my loves one in good health

i always wanted to take care of you

but i can't. why?

because i don't have the luxury. it's pathetic. i'm not looking for your pity. i'm just looking for your understanding. that's what men do.

it takes 10-20 years for a men to get all the luxury. it takes 1-2 month for a girl to get all the luxury. trust me on this. i know what i've seen. i know what the world have shown me. i know what they all meant for me. it's okay if you don't believe me.

patience it's something i will respect from you

scarface

i watched a movie called scarface. something i learned from a set of al-pacino's movie. he started poor. he couldn't get all the luxury he wanted. he couldn't find any wife that he wanted.

there's a quote from this movie mentioned,

first thing a men need is, power. when we got the power, you get the money, when you got the money, you get the girls.

if you want power, work like a slaves. get respect with a 'S', work like a smart man, work with confidence. that's all how a man grows.

father's a dictator, son's a slave

i love these words. father's a dictator, son's a slave.

Imagine it this way, the world can be so cruel that some might not happened to realize that both a man and female were fucking each other to make a new human. Another new life is form and yeah, they're all become their master slave.

a father might just be so healthy that they don't have to worked so hard. but the son had to work like a slave. a multi-savior slave. a dictator don't give a damn about what you felt, what you're gonna eat, what you're gonna have in your life. they don't give a shit about it. what everyone they wants was just your luxury and the hard work of yours.

we all don't realize what we did but we all do what we know. human's unconsciousness leads miserable life. we all trying to move on. working like a bitch. working like a mother slave nature. every pay day may not be the happiest moment. that's the moment where we all end up looking at the bill. judging the necessary life that we need to bitch to. we bow to the hell saying that's not the right place. we bow to heaven and say god saves me.

it's sad to see when the son's a slave.

missing out

Looks like i'm missing a lot of thing in the blogs. my oh my. drop me some comment please to motivate me.

positive emotions

we couldn't be more positive emotions. i been thinking the reality of what was in the past. lately, it's been happening over again. was it somehow the season of getting into negative thoughts?

you had a self-proclaim goals. you had a self-set target. you had a thing to wish to do. you had a career to work-on. you had a girl or a guy. the world shouldn't been stopping you. you read. you learn. you try to learn. what's ever coming to you. you write. you post a blog. you tweets or wrote on a freaking facebook wall. you couldn't settle down. you should be moving. you're hang there. you started to get lazy. you started to feel shit. you started to get dirty. you started to feel another way. you're moving in a wrong direction. you're not dead but you're wandering for god of death. you looked forward in the youtube for an entertainer. you surf through some adultfriendfinder sites looking for partner. you surf through google for nudist. you surf through the net for porns. you jerk and you clean it up like you always do. you couldn't sleep. you get flus. you get sick. purely sick. you get a lot of alcoholic to help you. you beat yourself to sleep.

read it from the top to the bottom. feel the flow. enjoy

rumbling

human do rumble like a dogs when they need companionship.

human do not appreciate like a monkey when they have companionship.

human do starts to hunt like a fcuking animal tiger when they're too greed

human do piss on a matters that does not even gonna cause world war 3 like a fucking pig who got too much life needy

human do shit about nothing like fucking chicken when they know they starts to bleed.

life survivor. lets move on.

only god knows why

i woke up early in the morning last week. i was just having this thought, why wouldn't somebody around would know what you're thinking?

kid-rock's best single debut, only god knows why was the first thing i thought in my mind. full of blessless-emotions sticking. imagine it this way, you're always hoping that people around you know you, getting some attention on what you're doing and what's really happening to you. god knows why that we all don't give a fuck. it's a very simple human nature that we're born selfish and stop caring what the hell are the next person thinking about in their life.

i read a book written by stephanie goddard davidson saying, we all should stop worrying about other person instead and start worrying about yourself. it's motivating, but it hurts in the latter. that's what we all do. waking up, looking for blessing in the new day, looking up to your water drops from the shower while you're cleaning up and telling i'll be alright. pampering oneself, and while you're moving on every hours, you're thinking what am i doing here?

why am i not moving forward?

what's so bothering me?

could it be tension? could it be the money? could it be the life satisfaction? could it be family tension? and you do crank down, they're all asking, and you have to understand the point of telling.

life couldn't be so much worth it if you're not thinking like god did.