Hello to all, its been quite some time since i last left my thoughts here and i cant even remember why i stopped in the first place but i have returned to once again solve my problems, offer insight to others and generally ramble on about things that do not matter. So without further delay here are some of my recent observations.

Firstly, what is about ex girlfriends that make them so good to talk to about our current problems. Now when i say ex girlfriends i dont mean the ones we just broke up with last week nor am i referring to the ones that we never want to see or speak to again. I mean the kind who we dated in the past and since the split everything has been cool and have remained friends. Is it because we have seen each other naked that we do not need to hide anything? Could it be that we know each other so well that they can truly offer insight to our current romantic troubles and general feelings. Its an increasing trend that i have noticed as i myself find talking to ex's to be a great cure to my current problems. Problems that i cant talk to my friends or family about, matters they would just not understand. I'm happy because with each relationship i have been in, i would like to think we can still be friends and hang out but then i must always take into account that i am yet to be involved with someone for an extremely long period of time.

Secondly, what is with everyone these days listening to sad rnb and depressing lyrics. Whatever happened to enjoying those thumping club hits that make you throw your damn hands up. Instead of songs about bumping and grinding and shakin' dat ass, we listen to songs about crying, about regret and pain. Why do we prolong our pain and enjoy our sorrow so much. Have we given up hope... have we become so bitter that we live only to be unhappy and strive to achieve disappointment and heartbreak. I don't know what change has taken place but it seems we are all so sick of love songs and so tired of tears yet we listen to songs that make us wish they were still here. I understand that people are together for so long, so strong and cant liveout without the other but there comes a time when we need to move on. When we pick ourselves up and continue living healthy and happy lives.

If i could take away all your pain, and give you confidence to move on i would. But alas the only one who can help you is yourself. When you are ready to be happy again you know you can always count on me to share not only your good times but also your bad. Good luck to all my pirates, to my cutie pies, for the defenders of the ancients both good and bad, i have absolute faith in all of you. Also special thanks to all my ex's you have all lent a hand in shaping me into who i am today, and you are there for me when i need, never hesitate to call on me when you are in need for i will carry the weight of the world on my shoulders for u. Past loves help with current loves who in turn become the loves in our future. Gotta cherish them all.

Much thanks and love for all,

-Concing

Maybe its because we are getting older and our tastes are changing that all of a sudden we are becoming somewhat more selective with what we like to eat, what we like to do, who we like to talk to and what we like to talk about. Its kind of strange. A dear friend who shall remain nameless suggested to me that he no longer can hold a conversation with people we doesnt deem to be on his level, and this level is not so much physical like he wont talk to ugly people but more an intellectual level so if you cant offer him any kind of educated conversation then he wants nothing to do with you.

As bad as it sounds i tend to agree with him. Not that i think i am so good that i can be exclusive and selective but if i cant have a good  conversation and you cannot keep up with my pace i wont really want to talk to you if i have explain every joke, each side comment that i may and often make. I guess when it comes to people we are very unlike magnets where like attracts like and reverse polarities simply repel.

On another note, farewell to Jo Shawn Tan, i hope Malaysia proves to be a great for you, we shall miss you dearly and keep you in our thoughts. The get together that night was very fun and its interesting to see how our group dynamic changes when a few people are not invited. I wont say too much but suddenly it brought back the old times, the good times. Although we started out the same and grew older, our paths changed and moved into different directions. At least now i know we can always meet back at the lamp post and nothing will have changed.

Some friends can be a good influence, whereas others simply fill us with an unnatural confidence ultimately setting us up for a tragic demise, watch your back dear.

Im spoiled i know but my friends like to indulge me, much love for mum, grandma, the doctor, the two who are jialat, all the members of my pirate ship, my sentinel and scourge buddies.

thats is all, help me brooooooooo

-Concing

Often i have complained that people should accept me like ive been wronged beyond belief because all of a sudden people are being critical about me and my actions but now i realise all along that i was wrong. I guess mostly i take out my frustrations in the wrong way and to the wrong people but hey that is just what i do...i dont like it but its hard to change so fast... its a gradual process so please give me time.

Personally, i dont think i can just be forgiven with a simple apology i dont think that will cut the mustard this time. I have no idea how i will make it up but all i can really promise is that ill do my best not to fucked it up this time. The funniest thing is when a friend did tell me what was wrong i had the audacity to get all wound up about it when everytime i preach about people coming to me first and telling it to my face and when they do BAM! i get tooshy at them. Ladies and gents i am a hypocrite.

So at the end of the day all i can on this medium is just say that im sorry and i guess leave the rest to real life where i can show that i am sorry coz sometimes it just takes more than words to show how we feel.

Thought i had the answers, now i realise all i have is questions...
The blind leading the blind,
-Concing

My current mood right now is very annoyed and its due to someone telling my secrets to another if not others. Here is how we play the game. Right now im very annoyed at somebody and this person often frequents this blog page. So i guess only the person who i am pissed at will know who they are, so as a hint, if you have betrayed me then guess what mate, its you. Congratu-fucking-lations!!!!

Fuck there is no loyalty amongst girls, or girly men for that matter,

I only have love for the family now, and to the rest fuck off please,

Yours sincerly,
-Concing

There is really only one certainty in this world and that is we will all die one day. So given that we know we have a finite amount of time on this Earth and understand that the clock is only ever running out why do we waste time on things and people who serve only to waste time, to hurt us overall.

I don't know why i do it myself, i don't think it is something i enjoyed but dammit procrastination is just such a fun past time isnt it. The only drawback is this time its not an assignment that can be failed, it has no penalties for handing in late, this time the deadline truly is...dead.

This post doesn't make much sense, and i know this but too bad i write whatever i damn well please and with that, i have decided not to waste time on time burglars who dont go anywhere nor do anything.

Please stop stealing my precious time coz my end is close and i dont have much left to spare.

Counting the seconds, minutes and hours til it ends,
-Concing

Too often in life do we find ourselves drifting aimlessly without direction, much like a castaway bobbing up and down clinging to a piece of wood hoping for someone to rescue them. So what happens when we find what we want, figure a way to go about it and yet still fall short and not acquire the certain assets that we desire, that we require. Who then is worse off? I guess the one who has no direction has no sense of disappointment, but is also missing that certain fun and excitement that goes hand in hand with such conquests. So i guess ill choose to risk the disappointment for the possible gains of happiness. Suddenly, all those finance lectures on risk management are coming handy.

Ideally, i would like to believe that with some master plan and some high level mind games i could become a puppet master strong enough and capable enough to get what i most desire but alas i am not. Compared to others that i know, i am still a lowly puppet incapable of such high levels of deceit and as a result will just have to win relying on my own intentions and instincts.

Maybe i just need to talk to my mum and my grandma a little more, they seem to offer good advice most of the time.

Hope that someone nice is pulling my strings
-Concing (just another marionette)

Funny thing happened to a friend of mine who is not asian the other day (yes i have non asian friends thank you very much although if you are reading this you are probably asian). We all know the format of going to eat dinner with your family in a chinese restaurant. That is you order, get your free soup first, then the dishes arrive followed by free fruit and perhaps a sweet dessert soup. This is not the case when you are white, oh no.

Firstly, there is no offer of free soup of the day instead you must order another soup offered on the menu for a price and the bitches have the audacity to bring the soup and the mains at the same time thereby leaving the mains to go cold and no longer delicious.

Secondly, given one small asian girl amongst the group of 7 strong, all questions and enquiries are directed to her despite the fact that the white man is doing all the ordering and subsequently all the paying. WTF

Lastly, after a robust meal one would enjoy a little fruit perhaps some orange or watermelon in order to help settle the tummy but nono that 97 cent cost for fruit is too high a price for them to pay for the white man. Whilst other tables have enough fruit to open a fricken fruit market, my poor white friend goes unsatisfied. Very harsh im sure.

Quote from one of the white people. "That was such a lovely meal, due to the fact that the borders between asia and the white man was broken down". Poor white folk dont even know when they have been had. For shame asians, hang your heads in shame for taking advantage of such innocent and impressionable white people.

Thank god im half asian and dont get ripped off so consistently,
-Concing

PS: Spare a thought for our young asian girl who was ripped off because she was associated with the white people despite the fact she knew she was being had but had to remain silent due to the satisfaction that her associates felt.

What is it about those stolen moments in the hallway when no one is watching, when u just lean over and kiss the person next to you coz you know no one is watching that makes it so exciting.

Why is it that you let you let your arm swing so dangerously close to anothers, in attempts to brush up against them ever so briefly.

How can you go each day without telling them just how you feel about them

It is because...you are fucked (Just when you thought i was getting all deep and sweet on you i have to ruin it dont i)

Maybe its just me getting old or at least entertaining fantastic ideas that i am becoming older that there just isnt enough time in a day to do everything that i would like. It seems to me that all that goes on is sleep, uni, work and going out and it is this perpetual unbreaking cycle that is driving me crazy. Perhaps if i was to somehow cut one of these things out of my routine then i would have more free time on my hands but unfortately instead if being 4 very different, independent, unrelated concepts the 4 forces of my life are inextricably link.

Much like Attachments lead to jealously, jealously leading to anger, anger to hate and hate to the dark side, no sleep equals unproductive concing at work, uni and play which is very bad. No uni leads to a lack of a career in my chosen field so in essence i cripple my future so we cant drop that. Work creates money which in turn funds my relaxation and keeps me sane enough to persist with uni, so that cannot be stopped and play well, that just makes concing not a dull boy. The sum of all these forces leads to well... im fucked and not a good way.

I don't know, i have all these things to do to keep me busy, and i claim to not have enough time to do other activities, but then i do have the time to write this and read the other entertaining articles that others post. I say i dont sleep enough but if i didnt come home so late then that wouldnt be a problem, and even when im in bed early i just stare at the ceiling and think, and let my mind wander...

Its possible that im just trying to stay busy so that i dont have to think, so i can be an emotionless robot, living in a cookie cutter world but eh now i truly am waffling on. I guess there is no point in wanting free time anyways if the right person isnt there to share it with me. I'm just going to wait for some good luck to go my way... that or a good luck charm.

Testing my luck and ready to gamble in the high stakes game of life,
-Concing