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About Me Member Pseudo-Intellectual Ezekiel Lim18/Male/Malaysia

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Hello?Who’s there? I call out, As I must know, If I’m alone, Or I have some company.
Who’s there? Echoes reply, Unable to lie, Perhaps tonight, I just might be on my own.
Who’s there? My skin tingles,
My brows wrinkle, Upon receiving, This question from beyond.
Who’s there? What is your name? Where are you from? Are you alive? Or are you not among the living?
I’m here, The whispers, Embrace my ears, I succumb to fear, Forgetting the package I was me Hello?
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Round OneI wake up and it’s another day, Doomed to another turn in this game, Some roll the dice, some draw the cards, Move the pieces or you won’t get far.
Climb up those ladders, watch out for snakes, If you’re not careful you’ll be stuck in checkmate, The neverending struggle, the eternal quest, To overcome adversity and save the princess.
Place your bets in the game of roulette, Watch as the ball revolves around the track, Keep a straight face or get lost in transition, To get past the game, you have to play the player.
Psychology, dece Round One
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InsignificanceSoaked in pitch and set alight before they were unleashed, boulders seared through the skies, infernal avatars of the sun raining down unto the fortress walls, whose previously impenetrable gatehouses and tower emplacements slowly but surely succumbed to the onslaught. Many a soldier found their demise through the various instruments of the Reaper that were brought to bear with ruthless efficiency, each death greeted only by the cacophony that only a battlefield can produce, a gruesome, distorted orchestra conducted by who else but the robed skeleton. Above the keen whistle of arrows, the sizzle of oil on easily scalding flesh, the distant ru Insignificance
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Random Rhymes and Humble HaikuWhen Bill was a young boy of two, He tried to write some haiku, His mother had found, Them rather profound, And she wants to share them with you.
A leaf in the wind Drifting along in the breeze Is this true freedom?
To have lost my love My home now feels so empty Profound loneliness
Sonic booms are heard At such high velocities Radiating power
The final one-two Slams across the arena Fists raised in triumph
Rolling on the snare Hi-hats signaling the beat One-two-three-four-and
Crouch Random Rhymes and Humble Haiku
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Ramadhan blues

Tue Aug 25, 2009, 9:05 PM

Mood: Yearning
Listening to: KOTOKO - Ao Iconoclast
Reading: Nothing in particular
Watching: Random YouTube vids
Playing: Fasting :[
Eating: Fasting :[
Drinking: Fasting~ :[

So I got back from KLIMUN a few days ago, which was an amazing experience all around, and I'm currently in the middle of a one-week break. Which would be awesome, if...

I wasn't abstaining from food, drink and game so long as the sun shines for the next month.

Thanks to amazing timing, the day I got back from KLIMUN was the beginning of Ramadhan, the month in the Islamic calender when all able Muslims partake in fasting from dawn to dusk. The food and drink aspects are compulsory (no shit, Sherlock) but since last year, I've taken it upon myself to abstain from gaming during these times as well. I don't really regret taking up this practice, figuring that it's in the spirit of the whole thing and all, but it does lead to extended periods of boredom when I have absolutely nothing interesting to do (no, I can't entertain myself through 'other' avenues either).

But in the end, it's just another set of trials and tribulations to endure. Such is life. I've been told once by my sister that I tend to adapt easily to these things, so I'm thinking of whiling away my time by taking care of those darn (no swearing either (wait, does shit count as an expletive? >.>

) assignments and maybe trying my hand at drawing again. Expect to see some half-decent sketches here, maybe, if I find them coherent enough and I actually bother to use the scanner.