If I were a boy even just for a day
I'd roll out of bed in the morning
And throw on what I wanted
And go drink beer with the guys

And chase after girls
I'd kick it with who I wanted
And I'd never get confronted for it
'Cause they stick up for me

If I were a boy
I think I could understand
How it feels to love a girl
I swear I'd be a better man

I'd listen to her
'Cause I know how it hurts
When you lose the one you wanted
'Cause he's taking you for granted
And everything you had got destroyed

If I were a boy
I would turn off my phone
Tell everyone it's broken
So they'd think that I was sleeping alone

I'd put myself first
And make the rules as I go
'Cause I know that she'd be faithful
Waiting for me to come home, to come home

If I were a boy
I think I could understand
How it feels to love a girl
I swear I'd be a better man

I'd listen to her
'Cause I know how it hurts
When you lose the one you wanted
'Cause he's taking you for granted
And everything you had got destroyed

It's a little too late for you to come back
Say it's just a mistake
Think I'd forgive you like that
If you thought I would wait for you
You thought wrong

But you're just a boy
You don't understand
And you don't understand, oh
How it feels to love a girl
Someday you wish you were a better man

You don't listen to her
You don't care how it hurts
Until you lose the one you wanted
'Cause you're taking her for granted
And everything you had got destroyed
But you're just a boy

If you wander off too far, my love will get you home.
If you follow the alone star, my love will get you home.
If you ever find yourself, lost and all alone,
get back on your feet and think of me, my love will get you home.
Boy, my love will get you home.

If the bright lights blinds your eyes, my love will get you home.
If your troubles break your stride, my love will get you home.
If you ever find yourself, lost and all alone,
get back on your feet and think of me, my love will get you home.
Boy, my love will get you home.

If you ever feel ashamed, my love will get you home.
When there's only you to blame, my love will get you home.
If you ever find yourself, lost and all alone,
get back on your feet and think of me, my love will get you home.
Boy, my love will get you home.

If you ever find yourself, lost and all alone,
get back on your feet and think of me, my love will get you home.
Boy, my love will get you home,
Boy, my love will get you home.

I've been living with a shadow overhead
I've been sleeping with a cloud above my bed
I've been lonely for so long
Trapped in the past
I just can't seem to move on

I've been hiding all my hopes and dreams away
Just in case I ever need them again someday
I've been setting aside time
To clear a little space in the corners of my mind

All I want to do is find a way back into love
I can't make it through without a way back into love
Oh oh oh

I've been watching but the stars refuse to shine
I've been searching but i just don't see the signs
I know that it's out there
There's got to be something for my soul somewhere

I've been looking for someone to shed some light
Not somebody just to get me through the night
I could use some direction
And I'm open to your suggestions

All I want to do is find a way back into love
I can't make it through without a way back into love
And if I open my heart again
I guess I'm hoping you'll be there for me in the end

Oh oh oh

There are moments when I don't know if it's real
Or if anybody feels the way I feel
I need inspiration
Not just another negotiation

All I want to do is find a way back into love
I can't make it through without a way back into love
And if I open my heart to you
I'm hoping you'll show me what to do
And if you help me to start again
You know that I'll be there for you in the end

Oh oh oh

Hey there Delilah
What's it like in New York City?
I'm a thousand miles away
But girl, tonight you look so pretty
Yes you do
Times Square can't shine as bright as you
I swear it's true

Hey there Delilah
Don't you worry about the distance
I'm right there if you get lonely
Give this song another listen
Close your eyes
Listen to my voice, it's my disguise
I'm by your side

Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
What you do to me

Hey there Delilah
I know times are getting hard
But just believe me, girl
Someday I'll pay the bills with this guitar
We'll have it good
We'll have the life we knew we would
My word is good

Hey there Delilah
I've got so much left to say
If every simple song I wrote to you
Would take your breath away
I'd write it all
Even more in love with me you'd fall
We'd have it all

Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me

A thousand miles seems pretty far
But they've got planes and trains and cars
I'd walk to you if I had no other way
Our friends would all make fun of us
and we'll just laugh along because we know
That none of them have felt this way
Delilah I can promise you
That by the time we get through
The world will never ever be the same
And you're to blame

Hey there Delilah
You be good and don't you miss me
Two more years and you'll be done with school
And I'll be making history like I do
You'll know it's all because of you
We can do whatever we want to
Hey there Delilah here's to you
This one's for you

Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
What you do to me.

Jinuary Goodies

First,Happy New Year to the 4 readers still checking this blog out.Your loyalty will not be rewarded.

Anyway,here's showing some love (no homo) to a homie of mine,the very talented,exceptionally gifted and extremely cunning linguist Jin Hackman aka Provokalizt aka Incognito aka P.Diddy aka Puff Daddy LOLLL.Jokes aside,dude's killer punchlines and deft wordplay would reduce weak emcees to shreds.For more of his bio and songs,check out his myspace, facebook and website. And he's dropping his debut album, Jinius At Work,end of Jinuary 2009.But before that, there will be some sneak peeks at some of the tracks from his album at Cloth and Clef in KL on 14th of Jinuary.Support your local hip hop this auspicious Chinese New Year month with a Free Show at C & C with Jin Hackman rocking the set and a Prosperity Burger! (Burger not included)

jovial putatortle

The other day I was bumping Rogue Squadron's stellar -_- mixtape in my car while going home from work,and was listening to this particular track from Familyboy titled After World Funeral.Maybe it was a stressful and tiring day,or maybe it was bjork's haunting voice looming over the track,what happened was I kind of spaced out while I was driving and listening to the song.And I was crossing a roundabout.Luckily bjork ain't got shit on me and I managed to snap out of it and maneuver my way across said roundabout without having my head smashed into my car's windshield.Fuck a swan-suit,damnit.

Awkward pause.


I mean not that pain means shit to me,being somewhat unfuckably invincible and all(or so I believed),but I don't think I can afford to crash my car again.

Speaking of car crash,after three weeks my car is still at the mechanic.Since there were tales of repairshops that replace your car's genuine parts with Taiwan-made ciplak stuff,I decided to take it back to Eon to have it repaired and claim my car's insurance. One thing about crashing a car:the frustration and angst was not so much about getting a bigass dent on a side of the vehicle,its the sheer follow-up work that comes with that.And not having a car for the next 3 weeks.Just to have my car repaired using my insurance claims requires me to go to the bank to get the car's ownership cert,going to JPJ to get a verification on my driving licence to prove that I drove more than 2 years (since I lost my driving licence before,and without verification I need to pay RM400 to Eon),going to the insurance company to get a copy of the cover letter or preferably the policy,and of course making and getting the police report.Notice that I separated the making with the getting,since you have to wait a day to get it because apparently the police's mission is to fuck with you by not giving you a report on the spot.Then again I heard that you need to pay ten bucks to bribe them to speed up the process,which being the stingy bastard that I am do not really agree to.Come to think of it the mechanic at Eon is probably waiting for me to pass him a RM50 note to speed things up too.

So for the past couple of weeks,I need to wait at the bus stop near my house like an ass and hail a cab to work,which cost me six bucks a trip for a 7-minute drive.That I can live with,however the 7 minute spent in the taxi listening to an old fart talking non-stop about his extremely mundane life/extremely skewed views on politics is quite unbearable.Imagine a person talking to you about how his neighbour is 'stealing his water supply' (Which I highly doubt one can do) and how the friendly staff at the post office doesn't give a fat fuck about his plights (maybe because its highly improbable) while attempting to give you the rough estimated amount of water he actually uses per day and how it does not have a positive correlation with the water bill.RIIIIGHT.

There's this chinese saying: one eats rice, but do not know what it really costs.Or something like that.My parents used to throw this pseudo-proverb at me whenever I wanted to buy something,implying that I know squat about the high price of whatever I wanna get.Basically,it is usually used by person A who fork out the moolah to buy stuff,to person B,who requested for said stuff. This phrase hits hard when you are shelling out your hard-earn salary to pay for whatever that you previously took for granted.Now every month when I get paid I need to put aside money to pay for my car loan,my laptop,my insurance,my petrol,my food,my internet bills,phone bills,and whatever pirated DVDs that I buy.You could actually hear your wallet wailing in despair and agony as you take out that RM50 note to buy the WCP Booty Bus:Hardcore and Uncensored series.Now I know how my dad felt.To feed us and put us through school I mean,not buying the WCP Booty Bus thingy.

Yes We Can

" If there is anyone out there who still doubts that America is a place where all things are possible; who still wonders if the dream of our founders is alive in our time; who still questions the power of our democracy, tonight is your answer.

It's the answer told by lines that stretched around schools and churches in numbers this nation has never seen; by people who waited three hours and four hours, many for the very first time in their lives, because they believed that this time must be different; that their voice could be that difference.

It's the answer spoken by young and old, rich and poor, Democrat and Republican, black, white, Hispanic, Asian, Native American, gay, straight, disabled and not disabled - Americans who sent a message to the world that we have never been a collection of Red States and Blue States: we are, and always will be, the United States of America.

It's the answer that led those who have been told for so long by so many to be cynical, and fearful, and doubtful of what we can achieve to put their hands on the arc of history and bend it once more toward the hope of a better day.

It's been a long time coming, but tonight, because of what we did on this day, in this election, at this defining moment, change has come to America.

I just received a very gracious call from Senator McCain. He fought long and hard in this campaign, and he's fought even longer and harder for the country he loves. He has endured sacrifices for America that most of us cannot begin to imagine, and we are better off for the service rendered by this brave and selfless leader. I congratulate him and Governor Palin for all they have achieved, and I look forward to working with them to renew this nation's promise in the months ahead.

I want to thank my partner in this journey, a man who campaigned from his heart and spoke for the men and women he grew up with on the streets of Scranton and rode with on that train home to Delaware, the Vice President-elect of the United States, Joe Biden.

I would not be standing here tonight without the unyielding support of my best friend for the last sixteen years, the rock of our family and the love of my life, our nation's next First Lady, Michelle Obama. Sasha and Malia, I love you both so much, and you have earned the new puppy that's coming with us to the White House. And while she's no longer with us, I know my grandmother is watching, along with the family that made me who I am. I miss them tonight, and know that my debt to them is beyond measure.

To my campaign manager David Plouffe, my chief strategist David Axelrod, and the best campaign team ever assembled in the history of politics - you made this happen, and I am forever grateful for what you've sacrificed to get it done.

But above all, I will never forget who this victory truly belongs to - it belongs to you.

I was never the likeliest candidate for this office. We didn't start with much money or many endorsements. Our campaign was not hatched in the halls of Washington - it began in the backyards of Des Moines and the living rooms of Concord and the front porches of Charleston.

It was built by working men and women who dug into what little savings they had to give five dollars and ten dollars and twenty dollars to this cause. It grew strength from the young people who rejected the myth of their generation's apathy; who left their homes and their families for jobs that offered little pay and less sleep; from the not-so-young people who braved the bitter cold and scorching heat to knock on the doors of perfect strangers; from the millions of Americans who volunteered, and organized, and proved that more than two centuries later, a government of the people, by the people and for the people has not perished from this Earth. This is your victory.

I know you didn't do this just to win an election and I know you didn't do it for me. You did it because you understand the enormity of the task that lies ahead. For even as we celebrate tonight, we know the challenges that tomorrow will bring are the greatest of our lifetime - two wars, a planet in peril, the worst financial crisis in a century. Even as we stand here tonight, we know there are brave Americans waking up in the deserts of Iraq and the mountains of Afghanistan to risk their lives for us. There are mothers and fathers who will lie awake after their children fall asleep and wonder how they'll make the mortgage, or pay their doctor's bills, or save enough for college. There is new energy to harness and new jobs to be created; new schools to build and threats to meet and alliances to repair.

The road ahead will be long. Our climb will be steep. We may not get there in one year or even one term, but America - I have never been more hopeful than I am tonight that we will get there. I promise you - we as a people will get there.

There will be setbacks and false starts. There are many who won't agree with every decision or policy I make as President, and we know that government can't solve every problem. But I will always be honest with you about the challenges we face. I will listen to you, especially when we disagree. And above all, I will ask you join in the work of remaking this nation the only way it's been done in America for two-hundred and twenty-one years - block by block, brick by brick, calloused hand by calloused hand.

What began twenty-one months ago in the depths of winter must not end on this autumn night. This victory alone is not the change we seek - it is only the chance for us to make that change. And that cannot happen if we go back to the way things were. It cannot happen without you.

So let us summon a new spirit of patriotism; of service and responsibility where each of us resolves to pitch in and work harder and look after not only ourselves, but each other. Let us remember that if this financial crisis taught us anything, it's that we cannot have a thriving Wall Street while Main Street suffers - in this country, we rise or fall as one nation; as one people.

Let us resist the temptation to fall back on the same partisanship and pettiness and immaturity that has poisoned our politics for so long. Let us remember that it was a man from this state who first carried the banner of the Republican Party to the White House - a party founded on the values of self-reliance, individual liberty, and national unity. Those are values we all share, and while the Democratic Party has won a great victory tonight, we do so with a measure of humility and determination to heal the divides that have held back our progress. As Lincoln said to a nation far more divided than ours, "We are not enemies, but friends...though passion may have strained it must not break our bonds of affection." And to those Americans whose support I have yet to earn - I may not have won your vote, but I hear your voices, I need your help, and I will be your President too.

And to all those watching tonight from beyond our shores, from parliaments and palaces to those who are huddled around radios in the forgotten corners of our world - our stories are singular, but our destiny is shared, and a new dawn of American leadership is at hand. To those who would tear this world down - we will defeat you. To those who seek peace and security - we support you. And to all those who have wondered if America's beacon still burns as bright - tonight we proved once more that the true strength of our nation comes not from our the might of our arms or the scale of our wealth, but from the enduring power of our ideals: democracy, liberty, opportunity, and unyielding hope.

For that is the true genius of America - that America can change. Our union can be perfected. And what we have already achieved gives us hope for what we can and must achieve tomorrow.

This election had many firsts and many stories that will be told for generations. But one that's on my mind tonight is about a woman who cast her ballot in Atlanta. She's a lot like the millions of others who stood in line to make their voice heard in this election except for one thing - Ann Nixon Cooper is 106 years old.

She was born just a generation past slavery; a time when there were no cars on the road or planes in the sky; when someone like her couldn't vote for two reasons - because she was a woman and because of the color of her skin.

And tonight, I think about all that she's seen throughout her century in America - the heartache and the hope; the struggle and the progress; the times we were told that we can't, and the people who pressed on with that American creed: Yes we can.

At a time when women's voices were silenced and their hopes dismissed, she lived to see them stand up and speak out and reach for the ballot. Yes we can.

When there was despair in the dust bowl and depression across the land, she saw a nation conquer fear itself with a New Deal, new jobs and a new sense of common purpose. Yes we can.

When the bombs fell on our harbor and tyranny threatened the world, she was there to witness a generation rise to greatness and a democracy was saved. Yes we can.

She was there for the buses in Montgomery, the hoses in Birmingham, a bridge in Selma, and a preacher from Atlanta who told a people that "We Shall Overcome." Yes we can.

A man touched down on the moon, a wall came down in Berlin, a world was connected by our own science and imagination. And this year, in this election, she touched her finger to a screen, and cast her vote, because after 106 years in America, through the best of times and the darkest of hours, she knows how America can change. Yes we can.

America, we have come so far. We have seen so much. But there is so much more to do. So tonight, let us ask ourselves - if our children should live to see the next century; if my daughters should be so lucky to live as long as Ann Nixon Cooper, what change will they see? What progress will we have made?

This is our chance to answer that call. This is our moment. This is our time - to put our people back to work and open doors of opportunity for our kids; to restore prosperity and promote the cause of peace; to reclaim the American Dream and reaffirm that fundamental truth - that out of many, we are one; that while we breathe, we hope, and where we are met with cynicism, and doubt, and those who tell us that we can't, we will respond with that timeless creed that sums up the spirit of a people:

Yes We Can. Thank you, God bless you, and may God Bless the United States of America."

- Transcript of the acceptance speech from Barack Obama,44th president of the United States of America

It's Hip Hop Literature Time,Boys and Girls!

Some of you reading my blog may have notice the name Rhymeweaver popping up here and there every once in awhile.For those who do not know, dude's a,in his own words,a struggling rap artist hailing from Malaysia but currently studying in New Zealand (where the milk powder are melamine free) to be an English teacher. I met him in a friendster group for hip hop zealots,and RW, being the experienced rappuh that he is,taught us noobie rappuhs some tricks and shiznit on multiple syllable rhymes,recording techniques and other boring stuff to non-rappuhs.Anyway,I did a little post on his stuff awhile ago,and this will be another 2 cents worth on his new mixtape,The Rhymeweaver Presents THE MIXTAPE SERIES VOL. 1:Music From and Inspired by Classic Literature,or TRPTMSVOMFAIBCL, for short.Which is not exactly short.But I digress.

As the mouthful-of-a-title suggests,the mixtape contains 5 songs that took their sources from famous classic literature (well to some of you anyway),which includes Billy Shakespheare's Macbeth (Ambitions as a Rider),HP Lovecraft's The Shadow Over Innsmouth (Night of the Deep Ones),and a couple of songs on the Holocaust and Hitler (Maybe RW read Mein Kampf as inspiration besides Maus),and one Persian poem,Layla and Majnun.OK,to be honest,I haven't read some of the original works before,so I cannot bitchfit and wail about how RW should omit or include certain parts of the original works into his songs.But not knowing in detail the classic literature could be a good thing since it won't spoil your experiencing RW's intriguing tales.But of course those who know the original work can easily relate to what RW is talking about.And now I have no idea what I am talking about.Anyways.

I remembered when I first encountered RW,he introduced himself as 'a rappuh that specializes in multis'.And this mixtape is sprinkled with multis all around,which IMHO is no small feat because the songs are basically stories told through rhymes,and every line that follows the previous must have a connection,therefore it is amazing that he can spit lines of multis that makes sense and does not interfere with the flow/plot of the story.With his vivid storytelling,fantasy worlds with eerie creatures,meticulous plans of murder and the horrors of genocide comes to life.

I did notice though that RW likes to end a lot of sentences with 'pair words' (well that's what my teacher calls it anyway)with the conjunction AND in the middle ,such as:
breathing and crying
good and faithful
bruised and painful
pain and hardship
corruption and evil
servants and friends
bitches and wife
spouse and his son
slow and hobbling
oval head and round ears
cold and rigid
etc etc...

I am not sure whether RW purposely use this type of rhyming or he wrote it without realizing it,I for one whore this technique to death when I was writing essays in secondary school,and personally I think pair words are excellent for describing scenarios and ..well all sorts of stuff.But it sounds kinda good on the ears lol.My favorite track off the mixtape is without a doubt Night of the Deep Ones (watup Jin!),where RW describes a creepy encounter between a man and some locals of a small town,which turns out to be bizarre hybrid fish-man creatures. RW told the story with such clarity that you can actually see the whole tale unfolds in your mind's eye.Not really feeling the love story though (The Eye of the World) since I am just a bitter cynical bastard.

For those who like classic literature told with a breath of fresh air,download this mixtape quick, or preview it here.I'm sure you won't regret it.For those who like dumb shit club songs,go download Nelly's new album and give this mixtape a miss.Another reason why you should at least give RW a try is because dude's a hardworking man; he actually included in the mixtape: the 5 songs,the lyrics,cover artwork,notes about the songs,the original works,RW's biography,RW's links, preview of his upcoming mixtape,link to feedback,AND a subscription.ALL FOR FREE. Respect,homie.

through the wire

'Hey..I think we are going the wrong way,' said Yuva,my colleague at work.She was sitting beside me in my car,and we were waiting at a traffic light on the left lane of two lanes.

"Really?" I frowned,looking around, trying to make sense of the roads,sign boards,and landmarks around me.We were in the Tasek Industrial Estate,where multinational companies and gargantuan factories nestled side by side. Huge lorries and trucks slowly lumbered along dusty roads while relatively smaller vehicles like ours weaved in and out.Most days of my work I would be going around places like these,making appointments with lab heads,purchasers,managers and the like in hope of making a deal,selling some laboratory instruments or analyzers.

"I hate to say this,but you are right,"I muttered.We had been trying to locate a certain company for more than 15 minutes,to no avail.The feeling of frustration prompted me to make a hasty decision.

"We need to make a U-turn,"I hissed at Yuva.

'But how?we are on the left side of the lane.'

On my right side was a car,and behind it a huge truck that I assumed was shipping compressed gas,with the tank and all. Suddenly,the car next to mine moved into another road,leaving a vacant space in front of the truck.

I grinned."That's our cue." Immediately I put the pedal to the floor and drove into the empty space,attempting to make a U- turn from there.I stopped my car in a 90 degree angle to the lane in the space,waiting for a clear traffic.

I heard a faint rumbling.And out of the corner of my eye,I sense movement.I turned my head towards my window.

And saw the front portion of the truck approaching the right side of my car.

It all happened so fast.My face was against the window,staring right up the truck's head,seeing it looming over my car.My jaw dropped in horror as reality dawned upon me.Yuva was screaming and trying to get out the door.And at that moment I heard the sickening crunch of metal compressing against metal.I felt my car trembled,shaken by the impact of the incoming truck.The truck was edging forward slowly.And taking my car with it.

Gripped with fear,I instinctively honked,pressing my hand on the horn as hard as I could.I could feel my car moving as the truck picks up momentum.After what feels like a lifetime,it stopped.I could hear a ringing sound in my ears.I realized that I had forgotten to breathe. Slowly,ever so painstakingly,the truck back up.It took awhile for the truth to sink in:I'm alive.muthafucking damnit I'm still alive. I slowly open the door,and I realized that my hands were shaking.When I step out of the car,my knees felt like it did not belong to me; they were wobbling ever so slightly.Weakly,I looked at my car to survey the damage.My first thought was wtf I just bought it for 3 months and now look at this.

Luckily was that me and my colleague came out unharmed, although visibly shaken.The truck driver told me that he did not notice my car.Heck,he did not even know that he rammed into my car,he only realized when I started honking.I was told that had he not stop,my car would be under the truck.And me in it.Crushed to death.The sheer possibility of this ending made me be thankful of how lucky I am to come out unhurt. Thank *Bleep* (Note:Any mention or reference to any sort of omnipotent higher being with power to create and destroy is automatically censored.But after this,I may need to rethink.)