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Friday, December 29, 2006 |
Description # Amount
legs 26 1170k
helm 33 0825k
plate 15 0825k
kites 46 2070k
; 4890k
money left 3032k
money used 4890k
amount 7922k
Quantity Description Amount
0 kites | 0k
20 legs | 900k
13 helm | 325k
31 plate | 1705k
total | 2930k
extra | 102k
when sold all | 8050k
;profit | 102k
; | 8152k
cost amount | 7820k
sold | 8050k
profit per set | 5k
per 46 sets | 230k
increase percentage | 2.82%
rune axe(14k) plus total amount | 8166k
next # of sets | 48 sets
; | 8400k
percentage to 25m | 32.7%
sets to 25m | 143 sets
sets left to 25m | 95 sets
money left to sets |16625k
Posted at 06:15 am by joeasrul
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Thursday, December 28, 2006 |
On Experience and Confession
I'm vulnerable to ideas. Ideas which I think will lead me to somewhere interesting, more to extraordinary. But which, always seems to ended up disastrous. So most of the times, i ended up recovering from the fall. Perhaps i was aplomb with the complexity of regaining those baby steps that made us walk at the beginning of our very existence and thank God, it never fails me, yet. One thing for sure, plagiarism isn't going to be in your dictionary whether you're attached to the idea of inferiority over one soul to another or the fascinations of bullet-speed ideas. Still, it's not everyday that we ended up winning or losing dramatically, it's just the result that matter. In the end, it still falls to the same disambiguity, life.
I'm not whining nor expressing dissatisfaction over things i have no control of in the past but since we're trained to be somewhat judgemental since we adept to civilization, you can say that i'm whining after all. It doesn't matter anymore, nor i'm insisting on you learning something from it. It's just a thought to ponder, or maybe it wasn't. But at the this stage of life, it seems natural to look on things you had no control of and drown yourself in regrets. Well, i guess this one should go into the community of circumstances. Respondez sil vous plait.
On the contrary, it's not the opinion that matter, it's the experience.
Posted at 01:51 am by joeasrul
Mat Amir Trying To Steal My Big Gulp!!! Kantoi red handed!
I wonder how far I would go now. I wonder which road I should take. They all seem to look the same to me. I know I’ll be asking the same question, which one is the right one? I wonder what the consequences are this time. Can you give me the certainty I’m craving for all these time? Because doubt, is all I have inside my head now. I doubt you would follow me into the dark, I doubt you would be there when I’m just an ordinary Joe. It seems to me that all the ‘If” and ‘Maybe’ are threatening me now. These false confidence and hopes won’t get me through. It’ll buy me more times but that’s as far as it’ll go. I wish I could buy my way through it. Love… of all things that lift me away, is the luxury that I could never afford these days.
I’ll settle down with certainty if they come with a price tag. But even so, I’m not sure of how to deal with certainty itself. I need a break.
Currently listening to Lifehouse – Come Back Down
Posted at 01:00 am by joeasrul
Metaphors.... the lyric to the new song This is the lyric to the new song... Metaphors
The clock it’s ten to four
Still living in your metaphors
I wonder what’s worth living for
Well maybe I couldnt't asked for more
The wound it’s bleeding now
Things you’d never would allow
Maybe I’ll make you proud
Well maybe you could've show me how
In melancholic sound you fear
In epic tales you’ve always hear
It’s something we must adhere
In times for angels would appear
Currently finishing TomWaitsAllison - Metaphors
Posted at 05:07 pm by joeasrul
Seven Ways to Scream Your Lungs Out People seem to expect me to be who I was. They expect me to write songs, to write lyrics, to buy drugs for them, to make decisions for them, to go clubbing with them, to hear what they gonna say about the world thus writing them in metaphors, to satisfy them. The truth is, I don’t know who I am anymore. Yes, I can happily injure myself to meet their expectations before. I can fake a smile, I can pretend that there’s nothing wrong, I can wait for them, and I can do anything to please them. Yet, all I’m asking was, who am I? Can u tell me who am I? Please give me a chance to be myself. A chance to prove that I’m more than what you’ve expected. Is it too much to ask? If I’m not in line with what you’ve expected me to be, will we still be friends? I hope so. Thus by writing this, I’ll answer your question in a way I’ve always used to do. Song. This… is the saddest song. One that I hope will sum up every reason behind the things I’ve did. One that will let you down. One that surely make u cry…. Because, whatever I’ve did in the past, they tend to be forgotten by you intentionally or otherwise. So this lullaby will eventually feed your ego. This is the saddest song I’ll write. I hope it'll please you.
I have only one paper heart. The thing is, it’s bleeding.
Currently writing TomWaitsAllison – Metaphors
Posted at 06:54 am by joeasrul
I wonder if I’ll miss what I’ve lost. From what I’ve learned, I’ll try not to make the same mistakes again. As far as the entire If” and “Maybe” goes, I can only say the words that elaborate some kind of hopes. Perhaps, it’s sufficient for now. A dream is something sacred. Everyone has a dream, yet not everyone intended to fulfill their dreams. They prefer to leave it alone, they rather forget because its sounds too childish to pursue their long lost dream in this ever-becoming complex world. I don’t think it’s childish. I don’t think it’s childish at all. Everyone deserves a chance. And now I have one shot at it, my redemption. And she’s my redemption. My love, my epiphany, my alter ego, my soulmate. She’s my redemption, the closest to heaven I knew I’ll ever be. She’s the fullstop to all these phrases. Now, as I fall a notch deeper inside of her, I could feel that this is where I’ve always wanted to be. All along. The last lullaby I’ll sing. The end to all cravings. The metaphor I’ve been looking for. I wish she knows. I love you my ever so sweet.
Currently Listening to Thursday - Running From The Rain
Posted at 05:24 am by joeasrul
It's me on the other line, please don't put me on hold! I know its going to be hard for her. For me, I'm willing to sacrifice my single life for her; I'm willing to do just about anything for her. I know that we're going to be far away from each other. Klu boleh, I nak jumpa dia before she go. Sometimes, I do think it's not fair for her. I wish I could be with her. I know it's going to be hard when she see her friends date with their love ones. I know how hard it is. I can wait for her; I wish she'll do the same too. Do I have the right to? I don't. I can only hope. It's hard because we didn't see each other for quite a long time. I wish she knows how I felt. I have her… and dat's enough for me. I hope it's enough for us. I love her. She who "springs" in December.My hearts seems to beat faster and slower at the same times as i wait for her to answer the phone.
Posted at 05:01 am by joeasrul
Candid yet mesmerising... Manhattan, NYC July 2006
An angel just fell down from the skies straight onto my lap. And for the very first time, I felt complete. I don't need anything anymore. I have everything I could've asked for. For the first time in 6 month, I didn't wake up early. Thus, I know that this waiting is over. Only wish that I could see her at this very moment. Well, one wish cast to the skies. I love u Shasha. Ever so sweet. She's the metaphor that I'm looking for I guess. The one that makes it all complete. It's she who springs in winter.
Currently Listening to Secondhand Serenade - Maybe
Posted at 07:05 am by joeasrul
I wonder if skies are as blue as it were before. I wonder if it's blue at all. Almost every night, I know that I'll be awake by approximately 9 a.m. no matter how late or tired I am the night before. I don't know why exactly. Precisely at nine o'clock in the morning, I'd go downstairs and have a late breakfast, go back upstairs and smoke a cigarette. It seems ironic don't you think? I wonder what God has to do with this. It seems to me now that Edros' winning streaks is stretching further from day to day which I, Asrul bin Alias have a solemn duty to stop it from ruining my life. I know that Darleen would love to see her "pai" here rather than watching her "pai" carrying a banner with "Go Asrul!" on some cable channel in UK. Owh, that's gotta hurt. Hahaha. Just like a match between Marco Fu and Ronnie O' Sullivan.
Owh… and precisely when the old Victorian clock in my house strikes nine times, I felt so alone. I wish I know what to do at this precise time. I wish that an angel would fall from the skies and hold me, telling me that everything's gonna be alright. And then she called me munchkin…
Posted at 09:41 am by joeasrul
Today is what… the 12th? Woke up around 5pm. It's like my life has turned topsy-turvy nowadays. Apparently, there are more things for me to do now before the start of the new season. I'm writing, dreaming, and arranging the sequences to the songs for recording for the new season. Maybe I'm trying to get away from the pain. Maybe it's the best things to do, I hoped so. I have no slightest doubt in Adam's ability to play the drums. Adam Lejeune is one hell of a talented drummer I've ever have the chance to work with, and a very mysterious one. While Uno keep asking me when I will come up with a new material, JD is too busy with Pop Shuvit which will atleast spare me some times. I don't plan to play acoustic sets anymore or the drive to play acoustics has recently decreased as years passed me by. I'm more concerned with the guitar part. It's the most crucial part I guess.
Mokhsein from Sons of Erin, Khai from FYI, Wi Meng, Syarul and Kevin from Love Me Butch, Huzaifah, Effigy, Nazneen and Ariff Akhir from Sofa Sessions, Abang Nan from Saturnine, Adam from Cost, Bob and Syed from Cloudburst, Kevin from Broken Scars, Imran from Damsel in Distress, Rip, San and Irman from Mushbuttons, Elmi, and others, thank you. I haven't really got the chances to say that. I miss those gigs though. Well, we'll make it a new effort starting from this season. I hope that someday, we can look upon ourselves and be proud of what we've contributed to the music scene whether it's underground or mainstream based platform. Adam!!! Hit it… God forgive us….
The New Dawn Is Breaking…
Posted at 06:40 pm by joeasrul
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