bismillah-ir rahman-ir rahim.

selamat hari raya aidilfitri everyone!
forgiveness is asked.
i know i make mistakes.

for the tragedy that just happened, for those who know and those do not know to find out. i am terribly disheartened to do it, another failed timeline. oh well, i don't have time to openly grieve about it. if someone see me crying, well they'll start to cry. and my aim, is to spread smiles all over right? it is a god forsaken responsibility! please try to understand that i have my expections, and i really hate the way it went. memories will keep on coming, i swear. as a friend/brother, i'll do what i do best. making you smile, and good memories is on your way.

finally, i felt the blood boil. the unsurpass happiness, of hari raya. i cannot wait, to wear my baju kurung. and meet my family, the whole BIG lot of them. when i mean big, i really mean BIG. my mum, in total has 10 blood brothers and sisters. left with 8, and she also has 13 step sisters and brothers, if i am not wrong luhh. but that already makes 23, and i know it is a number above 20. and yes, my ranking in the family has already reach grandfather. it is a complicating story, but it is the truth. oh well. what to do. at least i am not old yet.

i wrote this some time ago, i don't know if anyone read it before. just to end this post yeah?

Paranoia, hits me random.
Why do i have, these empty thoughts.
Don't i have enough, to think and ponder.
Crazy they drive me, these thoughts are deluding.
I worry too much, carefree i want to be.
Like my brothers and sisters, whenever i am with.
But then again, we know an outing.
Means keeping each other happy, and smile.
But then AGAIN, we all have time to listen to the tears.
That flow each time, the world hurts us all.
I always, and always.
Carry a burden, the weight of the world.
On my feeble shoulders, my weak legs support me.
Teach me a lesson, tell me a story.
Set me free, send me flying.
And i will roam free, as a bird.
All accredited to you.

amin.


bismillah-ir rahman-ir rahim.

adik just complimented me BIG TIME.
aww.
she just made my day.
knowing how happy i already made her.

amin.


bismillah-ir rahman-ir rahim.

FIRST LOVE.

quoted, of two girls in my life. "of course he is not my first boyfriend, but he is the first to everything. therefore, he is my first love." and there, in those eyes. i saw the pain, sadness, and the love that still lingers on for their first love. and yes, i understand. how it must've felt like, and how it really is painful to know that it's over. well, to say the least. mine ended, before it even started.

people can say that they understand, but they fo they actually understand? yes, it is comforting. but get real, it isn't the truth. unless you've really been there, you've cried on it. and you know, how hard it is to let go. how hard it is, to just fall in love again. to accept another, just in a matter of time. some just go bezerk, and everything is like in a blur. some get so angry, that they do the unthinkable. leading them to the label-treatment by the society, which i seriously agree that no one can escape.

my viewpoint, on first love. you will never forget it, no matter how far in life you'll get. you'll turn back one day, and you'll laugh at it. some may even, cry on it. yes, i am young and i haven't got any experience on these things. you see, that's the mindset that people should change. AGE, is not the problem. what matters, is how fast can you adapt and accept the influences around you. listening to others, is also experience shared. scan everything, every story. you don't live uncountable lifetimes, to experience everything. so listening, like what i did, is the best way to learn. back to the topic, you'll never forget it. because why, you'll live by the measurements from your first love. like seriously, you will. maybe it isn't obvious, until you notice it yourself. and even if you don't follow the measurements, you'll surely follow the thoughts of your first love. because somewhere, deep down inside of you. you know, how much it has hurt you. you know, that maybe. possibly. there could be a chance of it returning, and when it does. you'll be playing hard to get, because why. you want to make sure he/she isn't playing on you AGAIN. even if the possibility is miniscule, you'll live by that miniscule chance. and even if a million people ask, have you really forgotten about your first love. you'll always be answering in the same in assurance that you have, but deep down. you know, if you could turn back time. you'll grab any chance, just so that the break up doesn't happen.

amin.


bismillah-ir rahman-ir rahim.




bismillah-ir rahman-ir rahim.

happy birthday adrianyanty.
happy birthday adrianyanty.
20th september 1991.
that's when you're borned.
and since 4years ago.
friendship has taken its ups and downs.
and sadly i love her.
haha.
she's my sister too you know?

her birthday was the grandest, among all of our friends. haha, eventhough it is in Ramadhan. she received a necklace from me, a visit from friends she don't usually meet; i invited, and a shared present of UNGU concert tix. anymore ungu go-ers? $58 yea? i bought it ready, we six are going to go. join luhh, JOIN!

talking about a superb band, like ungu. yes i rate them superb! haha. i get jealous, because of my band. i mean like, i am a musician too. i find the joy in performing, and making music too. my band has only one original, wait. actually, it is two. one is din's music and my lyrics, and the other is entirely diniy. now working on our third original, almost done. i guess, can't wait to go jamming. long time since we did, miss it loads. planning to perform alot alot, gain experience. have an EP by june, 2009. if can, sign for a recording company. if they think we're good enough, haha. but i feel, music is free expression. and it differs from people to people, it really does.

there are people, who are into the construction of the music piece. some are into lyrics, like me. some are into powersolos, vocals and etc. whatever it is, it is still music. and what counts is creativity, and the effort put in. yes, i do critcise some bands for their incompetance to REAL music. but then, when i get the base of it. it really depends on the individual, how they like their music. i'm universally acknowledged by all types of music, but i myself. have my own preference, and my own preference is actually not subject to only one genre. i listen to mostly the oldies, but you gotta get along with the time right? favourites would be ELVIS PRESLEY, IRON MAIDEN, THE BEATLES, JOHN LENNON, MICHAEL JACKSON and the list gets longer. and yes, they all existed and are VERY VERY famous. famous to the fact that, people live and breathe on their existance. for example, The Beatles can't once not get mobbed by their fans if they are seen. ELVIS, well. he IS the first rockstar, THE KING. he is basically, what every musician dreams to be. except for the fact that he died, because of drugs. my review on things, i could get noticed for this right? RIGHT.

currently, i am reading a novel. titled, Dance For Your Daddy by Katherine Shellduck. its a true story of a brutal east-end (London) childhood, like seriously it is brutal. i am up to the 3rd chapter, but it is already pitiful for the children in the story. give you a snitch, imagine. your family is living the shit life, don't have money to eat and you don't go to school. and suddenly, your mum brings home everything, money, food, toys, new clothes and finally and a new house. and when you ask daddy, he says mummy nows works at night, but in reality. mummy is forced into prostitution, and when she finally can't takes it. she goes missing, sad ain't it? go read the book, i recomend it.

what else, what else do i blog about. hmm, thinking thinking. GOT IT.

the other day, i got home late. then i helped mum make her specialty. pineapple tarts, i help put the pineapple onto the base of the tart. and the radio was on, and suddenly there was an advertisement on Tabung Amal Aidilfitri (TAA). and orphans were talking, convincing people to donate. and then, the topic came up. no Fathers. then suddenly mum asks, "aren't you sad? doesn't it feel different to celebrate raya with no father?" . of course she said it in malay, i translated it for you. i defiantly said no, how can i tell her right? she's been both my father and my mother for the past 14years. but i bet she know my answer, she knows how much i miss my father. i've lived without a father figure, and imagine walking around. and see your friends, and everyone in the world. having a day with their father, support a soccer team together with their father. those kind of father-son thingy, get what i mean? and sometimes, i do get angry when my friends are not appreciating their fathers. but things do happen for a reason right? i mean, i wouldn't be who i am now if he was still present in my life. i would have taken a different course, a different adventure than now. a few months back, i wrote something. i'll just publish it i guess, and end this blog post. enjoy yea?

Daddy, the word saddens me.
The word i yearn to speak, means so much to me.
To know, all the great daddies in the world.
I'm glad, they get that love.
I know, i had a great daddy.
They speak greatly, fondly of him.
I want to be like him, i want to represent him.
Representing someone, i know little of.
I don't want a replacement, i just want him.
The truth hurts, but i have to accept it.
God loves him more, than anyone here.
And i know, he is at a better place right now.
It was 14years ago, the year was 1994.
When i was still a wee boy, what was i to know.
Just wish i got to know him, more than the stories i heard.
My inspiration, my heart.
You are, my everything.
I love you, i miss you.
Daddy.

amin.


bismillah-ir rahman-ir rahim.

i hung out with an old friend few days ago, we had a chat. and i think, she put across a good point into my head.

first, being in a relationship. you will ALWAYS get sad, you cry and weep like a fuck. but if that phase isn't properly healed, yeah it will turn to angst and finally. well, i dunno what's final in anger. cause my own anger is like, TNT. haha, dynamite know?

kay, what we blogging about today.
well, i guess.
i'm about confused, what about being totally devoted to someone.
we're not saints right, yet talk about devotion.
this aint the movies, let me get this straight.

JEALOUSY : Parrott makes use of the cause of jealousy to define it: “jealousy is an emotion experienced when a person is threatened by the loss of an important relation with another person” . He further defines it also as “a type of anxious insecurity following from the perception of threat to a relation” which sustains the jealous’ self . Prinz says that jealousy is a “non basic emotion”, meaning that “it is combination of basic emotions with other mental states that are not emotions”. His statement has a foundation on the concept of basic and non basic emotions, which he takes from Plutchik. Prinz suggests that jealousy “contains anger, sadness, disgust” , “all brought together by the belief that one’s lover has been unfaithful” . Further, Goldie says jealousy is a passion, focusing his definition on the effects of jealousy, which “frequently get out of control” . It is a common observation that the experience of jealousy can last much longer than the one of a basic emotion like anger, without losing its original intensity, and, in a paradox captured in Rochefoucauld's maxim, it may outlast the attachment which it fears losing: "jealousy is always born with love; it does not always die with it."
The word "jealousy" is frequently used to describe what is more properly envy, fixation on what someone else has. Envy and jealousy are distinct in their object . Jealousy concerns something one has and is afraid of losing, while envy concerns something one does not have and either he wants to acquire nonmalicious envy or he wants the other(s) not to have malicious envy.

ANGER : Anger is an emotional state that may range from minor irritation to intense rage. The physical effects of anger include increased heart rate, blood pressure, and levels of adrenaline and noradrenaline. Some view anger as part of the fight or flight brain response to the perceived threat of pain. Anger becomes the predominant feeling behaviorally, cognitively and physiologically when a person makes the conscious choice to take action to immediately stop the threatening behavior of another outside force.
The external expression of anger can be found in facial expressions, body language, physiological responses, and at times in public acts of aggression. Animals and humans for example make loud sounds, attempt to look physically larger, bare their teeth, and stare. Anger is a behavioral pattern designed to warn aggressors to stop their threatening behavior. Rarely does a physical altercation occur without the prior expression of anger by at least one of the participants. While most of those who experience anger explain its arousal as a result of "what has happened to them," psychologists point out that an angry person can be very well mistaken because anger causes a loss in self-monitoring capacity and objective observability.
In the world of humans, the unique use of codified symbols and sounds -written and spoken language, pain or the threat of pain can be perceived from written and verbal sources. Humans may not perceive an immediate physical threat, but pain can be felt psychologically. Due to humans' capacity to imagine the distant future, the threat of pain can also arise purely from the imagination, and not be based on anything happening in the immediate present. In humans, anger often arises when another human being is perceived to violate expected behavioral norms related to social survival. These violations break social or interpersonal boundaries, or may be ethical or legal violations.
Modern psychologists view anger as a primary, natural, and mature emotion experienced by all humans at times, and as something that has functional value for survival. Anger can mobilize psychological resources for corrective action. Uncontrolled anger can however negatively affect personal or social well-being.
While many philosophers and writers have warned against the spontaneous and uncontrolled fits of anger, there has been disagreement over the intrinsic value of anger. Dealing with anger has been addressed in the writings of earliest philosophers up to modern times. Modern psychologists, in contrast to the earlier writers, have also pointed out the possible harmful effects of suppression of anger.
It has been also shown that the displays of anger can be used as an effective manipulation strategy for social influence.

LOYALTY : Loyalty evolved as devotion for one's family, gene-group and friends. Loyalty comes most naturally amongst small groups or tribes where the prospect of the whole casting out the individual seems like the ultimate, unthinkable rejection. Loyalty to tribes evolved from the evolutionary tactic that there is a greater chance of survival and procreation if animals form packs/tribes.
In a feudal society, centered on personal bonds of mutual obligation, accounting for precise degrees of protection and fellowship can prove difficult. Loyalty in these circumstances can become a matter of extremes: alternative groups may exist, but lack of mobility will enter a personal sense of loyalty.
The rise of states meant the harnessing of the "loyalty" concept to foster allegiance to the sovereign or established government of one’s country, also personal devotion and reverence to the sovereign and royal family.
Wars of religion and their interminglings with wars of states have seen loyalty used in religious senses too, involving faithful support of a chosen or traditional set of beliefs or of sports representatives. And in modern times marketing has postulated loyalties to abstract concepts such as the brand. Customer churn has become the opposite of loyalty, just as high treason once stood as the opposite of the same idea.
Loyalty is also seen in business in a variety of ways. As governments have grown in size and scope, some people are more loyal to a company rather than to a country. As corporation complexity has grown, people have shifted their loyalties to individuals rather than companies. As those individuals move between companies, they often take other people with them. Stock options are one method devised to keep people loyal to a company.

LOVE : The English word love can have a variety of related but distinct meanings in different contexts. Often, other languages use multiple words to express some of the different concepts which English relies mainly on love to encapsulate; one example is the plurality of Greek words for "love". Cultural differences in conceptualizing love thus make it doubly difficult to establish any universal definition. American psychologist Zick Rubin try to define love by the psychometrics. His work states that three factors constitute love: attachment, caring and intimacy.
Although the nature or essence of love is a subject of frequent debate, different aspects of the word can be clarified by determining what isn't "love". As a general expression of positive sentiment, love is commonly contrasted with hate; as a less sexual and more emotionally intimate form of romantic attachment, love is commonly contrasted with lust; and as an interpersonal relationship with romantic overtones, love is commonly contrasted with friendship, though other definitions of the word love may be applied to close friendships in certain contexts. When discussed in the abstract, love usually refers to interpersonal love, an experience felt by a person for another person. Love often involves caring for or identifying with a person or thing, including oneself.
In addition to cross-cultural differences in understanding love, ideas about love have also changed greatly over time. Some historians date modern conceptions of romantic love to courtly Europe during or after the Middle Ages, though the prior existence of romantic attachments is attested by ancient love poetry. Because of the complex and abstract nature of love, discourse on love is commonly reduced to a thought-terminating cliché, and there are a number of common proverbs regarding love, from Virgil's "Love conquers all" to The Beatles' "All you need is love". Bertrand Russell describes love as a condition of "absolute value", as opposed to relative value. Theologian Thomas Jay Oord said that to love is to "act intentionally, in sympathetic response to others, to promote overall well-being".
A person can be said to love a country, principle, or goal if they value it greatly and are deeply committed to it. Similarly, compassionate outreach and volunteer workers' "love" of their cause may sometimes be borne not of interpersonal love, but impersonal love coupled with altruism and strong political convictions. People can also "love" material objects, animals, or activities if they invest themselves in bonding or otherwise identifying with that item. If sexual passion is also involved, this condition is called paraphilia.

the person i am putting this for, may or may not realise it. but yeah, it is for you. like i said, i can be your sweetest drug, or i can be your worst nightmare. don't keep me waiting, till this world of mine. gets sick of you, i am NOT of before. evolution has taken place, got me?

oh ya, i want to blog this. 1st love, aww shucks. sweet eyy? haha, sweet only when both are in love with each other. what if it has been one-sided for years, and you suffer in silence. all because of your anger, all because of your ego. i could say i've been to hell, and now i'm back. the kind of hell, only i know.

"take a look at the world, take a bow to your rights.
know what has been given to you, know what your rights are.
love, hate, anger.
all the emotions have been given to you, put them to good use.
what use do they have, when all you do.
makes the world a worse place, for generations to come.
i have loved, and has had been loved.
what do you have?"

amin.

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Thursday, September 18, 2008 @ 12:24 PM

1st post

bismillah-ir rahman-ir rahim.

heyho.
1st post is always boring.
haha.

do be a constant reader okay?
i am SO gonna love you if you do.

and this blog AIN'T emo okay.
i am NOT an emo.
rockstars live thousand years.
in the hearts of their fanatics.
long live JOHN LENNON!

rock on loves.

amin.

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bismillah-ir rahman-ir rahim.

selamat hari raya aidilfitri everyone!
forgiveness is asked.
i know i make mistakes.

for the tragedy that just happened, for those who know and those do not know to find out. i am terribly disheartened to do it, another failed timeline. oh well, i don't have time to openly grieve about it. if someone see me crying, well they'll start to cry. and my aim, is to spread smiles all over right? it is a god forsaken responsibility! please try to understand that i have my expections, and i really hate the way it went. memories will keep on coming, i swear. as a friend/brother, i'll do what i do best. making you smile, and good memories is on your way.

finally, i felt the blood boil. the unsurpass happiness, of hari raya. i cannot wait, to wear my baju kurung. and meet my family, the whole BIG lot of them. when i mean big, i really mean BIG. my mum, in total has 10 blood brothers and sisters. left with 8, and she also has 13 step sisters and brothers, if i am not wrong luhh. but that already makes 23, and i know it is a number above 20. and yes, my ranking in the family has already reach grandfather. it is a complicating story, but it is the truth. oh well. what to do. at least i am not old yet.

i wrote this some time ago, i don't know if anyone read it before. just to end this post yeah?

Paranoia, hits me random.
Why do i have, these empty thoughts.
Don't i have enough, to think and ponder.
Crazy they drive me, these thoughts are deluding.
I worry too much, carefree i want to be.
Like my brothers and sisters, whenever i am with.
But then again, we know an outing.
Means keeping each other happy, and smile.
But then AGAIN, we all have time to listen to the tears.
That flow each time, the world hurts us all.
I always, and always.
Carry a burden, the weight of the world.
On my feeble shoulders, my weak legs support me.
Teach me a lesson, tell me a story.
Set me free, send me flying.
And i will roam free, as a bird.
All accredited to you.

amin.


bismillah-ir rahman-ir rahim.

adik just complimented me BIG TIME.
aww.
she just made my day.
knowing how happy i already made her.

amin.


bismillah-ir rahman-ir rahim.

FIRST LOVE.

quoted, of two girls in my life. "of course he is not my first boyfriend, but he is the first to everything. therefore, he is my first love." and there, in those eyes. i saw the pain, sadness, and the love that still lingers on for their first love. and yes, i understand. how it must've felt like, and how it really is painful to know that it's over. well, to say the least. mine ended, before it even started.

people can say that they understand, but they fo they actually understand? yes, it is comforting. but get real, it isn't the truth. unless you've really been there, you've cried on it. and you know, how hard it is to let go. how hard it is, to just fall in love again. to accept another, just in a matter of time. some just go bezerk, and everything is like in a blur. some get so angry, that they do the unthinkable. leading them to the label-treatment by the society, which i seriously agree that no one can escape.

my viewpoint, on first love. you will never forget it, no matter how far in life you'll get. you'll turn back one day, and you'll laugh at it. some may even, cry on it. yes, i am young and i haven't got any experience on these things. you see, that's the mindset that people should change. AGE, is not the problem. what matters, is how fast can you adapt and accept the influences around you. listening to others, is also experience shared. scan everything, every story. you don't live uncountable lifetimes, to experience everything. so listening, like what i did, is the best way to learn. back to the topic, you'll never forget it. because why, you'll live by the measurements from your first love. like seriously, you will. maybe it isn't obvious, until you notice it yourself. and even if you don't follow the measurements, you'll surely follow the thoughts of your first love. because somewhere, deep down inside of you. you know, how much it has hurt you. you know, that maybe. possibly. there could be a chance of it returning, and when it does. you'll be playing hard to get, because why. you want to make sure he/she isn't playing on you AGAIN. even if the possibility is miniscule, you'll live by that miniscule chance. and even if a million people ask, have you really forgotten about your first love. you'll always be answering in the same in assurance that you have, but deep down. you know, if you could turn back time. you'll grab any chance, just so that the break up doesn't happen.

amin.


bismillah-ir rahman-ir rahim.




bismillah-ir rahman-ir rahim.

happy birthday adrianyanty.
happy birthday adrianyanty.
20th september 1991.
that's when you're borned.
and since 4years ago.
friendship has taken its ups and downs.
and sadly i love her.
haha.
she's my sister too you know?

her birthday was the grandest, among all of our friends. haha, eventhough it is in Ramadhan. she received a necklace from me, a visit from friends she don't usually meet; i invited, and a shared present of UNGU concert tix. anymore ungu go-ers? $58 yea? i bought it ready, we six are going to go. join luhh, JOIN!

talking about a superb band, like ungu. yes i rate them superb! haha. i get jealous, because of my band. i mean like, i am a musician too. i find the joy in performing, and making music too. my band has only one original, wait. actually, it is two. one is din's music and my lyrics, and the other is entirely diniy. now working on our third original, almost done. i guess, can't wait to go jamming. long time since we did, miss it loads. planning to perform alot alot, gain experience. have an EP by june, 2009. if can, sign for a recording company. if they think we're good enough, haha. but i feel, music is free expression. and it differs from people to people, it really does.

there are people, who are into the construction of the music piece. some are into lyrics, like me. some are into powersolos, vocals and etc. whatever it is, it is still music. and what counts is creativity, and the effort put in. yes, i do critcise some bands for their incompetance to REAL music. but then, when i get the base of it. it really depends on the individual, how they like their music. i'm universally acknowledged by all types of music, but i myself. have my own preference, and my own preference is actually not subject to only one genre. i listen to mostly the oldies, but you gotta get along with the time right? favourites would be ELVIS PRESLEY, IRON MAIDEN, THE BEATLES, JOHN LENNON, MICHAEL JACKSON and the list gets longer. and yes, they all existed and are VERY VERY famous. famous to the fact that, people live and breathe on their existance. for example, The Beatles can't once not get mobbed by their fans if they are seen. ELVIS, well. he IS the first rockstar, THE KING. he is basically, what every musician dreams to be. except for the fact that he died, because of drugs. my review on things, i could get noticed for this right? RIGHT.

currently, i am reading a novel. titled, Dance For Your Daddy by Katherine Shellduck. its a true story of a brutal east-end (London) childhood, like seriously it is brutal. i am up to the 3rd chapter, but it is already pitiful for the children in the story. give you a snitch, imagine. your family is living the shit life, don't have money to eat and you don't go to school. and suddenly, your mum brings home everything, money, food, toys, new clothes and finally and a new house. and when you ask daddy, he says mummy nows works at night, but in reality. mummy is forced into prostitution, and when she finally can't takes it. she goes missing, sad ain't it? go read the book, i recomend it.

what else, what else do i blog about. hmm, thinking thinking. GOT IT.

the other day, i got home late. then i helped mum make her specialty. pineapple tarts, i help put the pineapple onto the base of the tart. and the radio was on, and suddenly there was an advertisement on Tabung Amal Aidilfitri (TAA). and orphans were talking, convincing people to donate. and then, the topic came up. no Fathers. then suddenly mum asks, "aren't you sad? doesn't it feel different to celebrate raya with no father?" . of course she said it in malay, i translated it for you. i defiantly said no, how can i tell her right? she's been both my father and my mother for the past 14years. but i bet she know my answer, she knows how much i miss my father. i've lived without a father figure, and imagine walking around. and see your friends, and everyone in the world. having a day with their father, support a soccer team together with their father. those kind of father-son thingy, get what i mean? and sometimes, i do get angry when my friends are not appreciating their fathers. but things do happen for a reason right? i mean, i wouldn't be who i am now if he was still present in my life. i would have taken a different course, a different adventure than now. a few months back, i wrote something. i'll just publish it i guess, and end this blog post. enjoy yea?

Daddy, the word saddens me.
The word i yearn to speak, means so much to me.
To know, all the great daddies in the world.
I'm glad, they get that love.
I know, i had a great daddy.
They speak greatly, fondly of him.
I want to be like him, i want to represent him.
Representing someone, i know little of.
I don't want a replacement, i just want him.
The truth hurts, but i have to accept it.
God loves him more, than anyone here.
And i know, he is at a better place right now.
It was 14years ago, the year was 1994.
When i was still a wee boy, what was i to know.
Just wish i got to know him, more than the stories i heard.
My inspiration, my heart.
You are, my everything.
I love you, i miss you.
Daddy.

amin.


bismillah-ir rahman-ir rahim.

i hung out with an old friend few days ago, we had a chat. and i think, she put across a good point into my head.

first, being in a relationship. you will ALWAYS get sad, you cry and weep like a fuck. but if that phase isn't properly healed, yeah it will turn to angst and finally. well, i dunno what's final in anger. cause my own anger is like, TNT. haha, dynamite know?

kay, what we blogging about today.
well, i guess.
i'm about confused, what about being totally devoted to someone.
we're not saints right, yet talk about devotion.
this aint the movies, let me get this straight.

JEALOUSY : Parrott makes use of the cause of jealousy to define it: “jealousy is an emotion experienced when a person is threatened by the loss of an important relation with another person” . He further defines it also as “a type of anxious insecurity following from the perception of threat to a relation” which sustains the jealous’ self . Prinz says that jealousy is a “non basic emotion”, meaning that “it is combination of basic emotions with other mental states that are not emotions”. His statement has a foundation on the concept of basic and non basic emotions, which he takes from Plutchik. Prinz suggests that jealousy “contains anger, sadness, disgust” , “all brought together by the belief that one’s lover has been unfaithful” . Further, Goldie says jealousy is a passion, focusing his definition on the effects of jealousy, which “frequently get out of control” . It is a common observation that the experience of jealousy can last much longer than the one of a basic emotion like anger, without losing its original intensity, and, in a paradox captured in Rochefoucauld's maxim, it may outlast the attachment which it fears losing: "jealousy is always born with love; it does not always die with it."
The word "jealousy" is frequently used to describe what is more properly envy, fixation on what someone else has. Envy and jealousy are distinct in their object . Jealousy concerns something one has and is afraid of losing, while envy concerns something one does not have and either he wants to acquire nonmalicious envy or he wants the other(s) not to have malicious envy.

ANGER : Anger is an emotional state that may range from minor irritation to intense rage. The physical effects of anger include increased heart rate, blood pressure, and levels of adrenaline and noradrenaline. Some view anger as part of the fight or flight brain response to the perceived threat of pain. Anger becomes the predominant feeling behaviorally, cognitively and physiologically when a person makes the conscious choice to take action to immediately stop the threatening behavior of another outside force.
The external expression of anger can be found in facial expressions, body language, physiological responses, and at times in public acts of aggression. Animals and humans for example make loud sounds, attempt to look physically larger, bare their teeth, and stare. Anger is a behavioral pattern designed to warn aggressors to stop their threatening behavior. Rarely does a physical altercation occur without the prior expression of anger by at least one of the participants. While most of those who experience anger explain its arousal as a result of "what has happened to them," psychologists point out that an angry person can be very well mistaken because anger causes a loss in self-monitoring capacity and objective observability.
In the world of humans, the unique use of codified symbols and sounds -written and spoken language, pain or the threat of pain can be perceived from written and verbal sources. Humans may not perceive an immediate physical threat, but pain can be felt psychologically. Due to humans' capacity to imagine the distant future, the threat of pain can also arise purely from the imagination, and not be based on anything happening in the immediate present. In humans, anger often arises when another human being is perceived to violate expected behavioral norms related to social survival. These violations break social or interpersonal boundaries, or may be ethical or legal violations.
Modern psychologists view anger as a primary, natural, and mature emotion experienced by all humans at times, and as something that has functional value for survival. Anger can mobilize psychological resources for corrective action. Uncontrolled anger can however negatively affect personal or social well-being.
While many philosophers and writers have warned against the spontaneous and uncontrolled fits of anger, there has been disagreement over the intrinsic value of anger. Dealing with anger has been addressed in the writings of earliest philosophers up to modern times. Modern psychologists, in contrast to the earlier writers, have also pointed out the possible harmful effects of suppression of anger.
It has been also shown that the displays of anger can be used as an effective manipulation strategy for social influence.

LOYALTY : Loyalty evolved as devotion for one's family, gene-group and friends. Loyalty comes most naturally amongst small groups or tribes where the prospect of the whole casting out the individual seems like the ultimate, unthinkable rejection. Loyalty to tribes evolved from the evolutionary tactic that there is a greater chance of survival and procreation if animals form packs/tribes.
In a feudal society, centered on personal bonds of mutual obligation, accounting for precise degrees of protection and fellowship can prove difficult. Loyalty in these circumstances can become a matter of extremes: alternative groups may exist, but lack of mobility will enter a personal sense of loyalty.
The rise of states meant the harnessing of the "loyalty" concept to foster allegiance to the sovereign or established government of one’s country, also personal devotion and reverence to the sovereign and royal family.
Wars of religion and their interminglings with wars of states have seen loyalty used in religious senses too, involving faithful support of a chosen or traditional set of beliefs or of sports representatives. And in modern times marketing has postulated loyalties to abstract concepts such as the brand. Customer churn has become the opposite of loyalty, just as high treason once stood as the opposite of the same idea.
Loyalty is also seen in business in a variety of ways. As governments have grown in size and scope, some people are more loyal to a company rather than to a country. As corporation complexity has grown, people have shifted their loyalties to individuals rather than companies. As those individuals move between companies, they often take other people with them. Stock options are one method devised to keep people loyal to a company.

LOVE : The English word love can have a variety of related but distinct meanings in different contexts. Often, other languages use multiple words to express some of the different concepts which English relies mainly on love to encapsulate; one example is the plurality of Greek words for "love". Cultural differences in conceptualizing love thus make it doubly difficult to establish any universal definition. American psychologist Zick Rubin try to define love by the psychometrics. His work states that three factors constitute love: attachment, caring and intimacy.
Although the nature or essence of love is a subject of frequent debate, different aspects of the word can be clarified by determining what isn't "love". As a general expression of positive sentiment, love is commonly contrasted with hate; as a less sexual and more emotionally intimate form of romantic attachment, love is commonly contrasted with lust; and as an interpersonal relationship with romantic overtones, love is commonly contrasted with friendship, though other definitions of the word love may be applied to close friendships in certain contexts. When discussed in the abstract, love usually refers to interpersonal love, an experience felt by a person for another person. Love often involves caring for or identifying with a person or thing, including oneself.
In addition to cross-cultural differences in understanding love, ideas about love have also changed greatly over time. Some historians date modern conceptions of romantic love to courtly Europe during or after the Middle Ages, though the prior existence of romantic attachments is attested by ancient love poetry. Because of the complex and abstract nature of love, discourse on love is commonly reduced to a thought-terminating cliché, and there are a number of common proverbs regarding love, from Virgil's "Love conquers all" to The Beatles' "All you need is love". Bertrand Russell describes love as a condition of "absolute value", as opposed to relative value. Theologian Thomas Jay Oord said that to love is to "act intentionally, in sympathetic response to others, to promote overall well-being".
A person can be said to love a country, principle, or goal if they value it greatly and are deeply committed to it. Similarly, compassionate outreach and volunteer workers' "love" of their cause may sometimes be borne not of interpersonal love, but impersonal love coupled with altruism and strong political convictions. People can also "love" material objects, animals, or activities if they invest themselves in bonding or otherwise identifying with that item. If sexual passion is also involved, this condition is called paraphilia.

the person i am putting this for, may or may not realise it. but yeah, it is for you. like i said, i can be your sweetest drug, or i can be your worst nightmare. don't keep me waiting, till this world of mine. gets sick of you, i am NOT of before. evolution has taken place, got me?

oh ya, i want to blog this. 1st love, aww shucks. sweet eyy? haha, sweet only when both are in love with each other. what if it has been one-sided for years, and you suffer in silence. all because of your anger, all because of your ego. i could say i've been to hell, and now i'm back. the kind of hell, only i know.

"take a look at the world, take a bow to your rights.
know what has been given to you, know what your rights are.
love, hate, anger.
all the emotions have been given to you, put them to good use.
what use do they have, when all you do.
makes the world a worse place, for generations to come.
i have loved, and has had been loved.
what do you have?"

amin.

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Thursday, September 18, 2008 @ 12:24 PM

1st post

bismillah-ir rahman-ir rahim.

heyho.
1st post is always boring.
haha.

do be a constant reader okay?
i am SO gonna love you if you do.

and this blog AIN'T emo okay.
i am NOT an emo.
rockstars live thousand years.
in the hearts of their fanatics.
long live JOHN LENNON!

rock on loves.

amin.

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