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the drugged
Yazid Sulaiman
23 years old
working and bumming
loves simplicity
9th January 1985
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i once loved
1. Floorball
2. Counterstrike
3. Camping trip
4. Party !
5. super woman.

looking for the lost soul


my daily dosage
Natasha,A long lost partner that i've missed
my Sis,Yati,GetMarried?
Stain Graham,GetCaught?
Don Michael,GetLaid?
Jeremy,GetJabroninified?
Ira,GetEmonified?

the healing process
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/ Tuesday, September 16, 2008



/now that you are gone.yazid <3
9/16/2008 01:48:00 AM

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/ Wednesday, July 23, 2008
What i use to have , is a loss to me.
What i use to love, is a hate to me.

But theres only one thing in this world,
No matter how lost i am, i still have my dad and mom.
No matter how naggy they might be , i still don't hate them.

I know i haven't been a great son, but just to let you know,
i still love you , mom , dad.

<3
Yazid. * random *


/now that you are gone.yazid <3
7/23/2008 04:19:00 AM

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/ Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Lazy to find love. When the times come, then i will know.

Mon - either be working or off.
Tues - same shit.
wed. - same shit.
thurs - same shit.
fri - same shit
sat- obviously the same shit without the off.
sun - yeah.. i know.. same shit.

And the list goes on...

Ber liaw... yak tai liaw.


/now that you are gone.yazid <3
7/15/2008 04:17:00 AM

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/ Wednesday, April 30, 2008

“What Happened to All the Nice Guys?”
Date: 2007-11-19, 3:52AM PST

I see this question posted with some regularity in the personals section, so I thought I’d take a minute to explain things to the ladies out there that haven’t figured it out.

What happened to all the nice guys?

The answer is simple: you did.

See, if you think back, really hard, you might vaguely remember a Platonic guy pal who always seemed to want to spend time with you. He’d tag along with you when you went shopping, stop by your place for a movie when you were lonely but didn’t feel like going out, or even sit there and hold you while you sobbed and told him about how horribly the (other) guy that you were ****ing treated you.

At the time, you probably joked with your girlfriends about how he was a little puppy dog, always following you around, trying to do things to get you to pay attention to him. They probably teased you because they thought he had a crush on you. Given that his behavior was, admittedly, a little pathetic, you vehemently denied having any romantic feelings for him, and buttressed your position by claiming that you were “just friends.” Besides, he totally wasn’t your type. I mean, he was a little too short, or too bald, or too fat, or too poor, or didn’t know how to dress himself, or basically be or do any of the things that your tall, good-looking, fit, rich, stylish boyfriend at the time pulled off with such ease.

Eventually, your Platonic buddy drifted away, as your relationship with the boyfriend got more serious and spending time with this other guy was, admittedly, a little weird, if you werent dating him. More time passed, and the boyfriend eventually cheated on you, or became boring, or you realized that the things that attracted you to him weren’t the kinds of things that make for a good, long-term relationship. So, now, you’re single again, and after having tried the bar scene for several months having only encountered players and douche bags, you wonder, “What happened to all the nice guys?”

Well, once again, you did.

You ignored the nice guy. You used him for emotional intimacy without reciprocating, in kind, with physical intimacy. You laughed at his consideration and resented his devotion. You valued the aloof boyfriend more than the attentive “just-a-” friend. Eventually, he took the hint and moved on with his life. He probably came to realize, one day, that women aren’t really attracted to guys who hold doors open; or make dinners just because; or buy you a Christmas gift that you mentioned, in passing, that you really wanted five months ago; or listen when you’re upset; or hold you when you cry. He came to realize that, if he wanted a woman like you, he’d have to act more like the boyfriend that you had. He probably cleaned up his look, started making some money, and generally acted like more of an asshole than he ever wanted to be.

Fact is, now, he’s probably getting laid, and in a way, your ultimate rejection of him is to thank for that. And I’m sorry that it took the complete absence of “nice guys” in your life for you to realize that you missed them and wanted them. Most women will only have a handful of nice guys stumble into their lives, if that.

So, if you’re looking for a nice guy, here’s what you do:

1.) Build a time machine.
2.) Go back a few years and pull your head out of your ass.
3.) Take a look at what’s right in front of you and grab ahold of it.

I suppose the other possibility is that you STILL don’t really want a nice guy, but you feel the social pressure to at least appear to have matured beyond your infantile taste in men. In which case, you might be in luck, because the nice guy you claim to want has, in reality, shed his nice guy mantle and is out there looking to unleash his cynicism and resentment onto someone just like you.

If you were five years younger.

So, please: either stop misrepresenting what you want, or own up to the fact that you’ve ****ed yourself over. You’re getting older, after all. It’s time to excise the bull**** and deal with reality. You didn’t want a nice guy then, and he certainly doesn’t ****ing want you, now.

Sincerely,

A Recovering Nice Guy

To all the nice guys out there… Stay true to urself even if it means u cant get the gal. This is wad i call MAN!

( eeeoouucchhh.. got it from a random site )

http://www.craigslist.org/about/best/lax/483318927.html





/now that you are gone.yazid <3
4/30/2008 03:36:00 PM

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/ Thursday, March 15, 2007
Well im lazy to blog nowadays... =

Woke up 8.30 am... Alarm sound from my new toy.. Still stuck to the bed till 9 am... Dad call to make sure im awake.Go to the toilet,forgot to turn on the water heater.In the end,balls went shivering.Get out of the toilet to switch it on with my hand wet,got a lil bit electricuted.There goes a dragon ball hairdo... No time to shave.. Done and quickly went to change... reminds me of those days in NS,when theres a fire call and i happened to be in the toilet "selling hotcakes" freakin fire call alarm sounded and have to rush like mad. Its already 9.30am and out of my hse... Walk have way to the MRT station and i forgot to bring my wallet -.- KNN rush back to take. wasted another 12 mins.Have to reach work at 10.15 am but always got there around 10.25-10.35 the latest.

Punch in my card,have to walk all the way from the staff entrance to the very far end for my department.Have to walk past furniture and beddings area,the bed temp me to jus go over and land there and close my eyes. Ahh.. sounds good but 'wait long long'.To cover up my lateness the first thing i do was to pretend cleaning the back part.So my manager goes "Oh.. there u are.. Didnt see u jus now." Muahahahaha... :) Not much crowd till lunch time ... Where all these office people will just be a 'batu' or stone ( meaning people who come in pretend to buy something but they lazy to go to the net to read infos about the product and expect us,the salesman,to be their daily dosage of ' Discovery channel'. Especially those indians from India -.- Must see them 1000 times then i think they will buy from me or they head down to Mustafa centre. Okay la not bad.. 8 days of bad crowd i still manage to do 25k sales so far. I wanna try hit more than 70k.

Im happy to be in this job, thanks to Danial,my god bro who can stand all my nonsence. ^__^ Don worry me owe u BIG favour. ^^ I will reward u back handsomely.After knock off work, receive fone calls from here and there. "Tonight lets go GM !" ( Golden mile complex ) So still in our uniform, 5 - 6 of us from different outlet will gather there.Some thai disco featuring thai band. 2 of the singers were my good buddies's gf. Dont know how they do it to get this thai pretty gals to be their gf. =) Looking at them make me envy them. *hold on paws* Well theres 3 other pretty looking dancer, too bad only 1 of them understood english. So me n 3 hot gals around me.. We were playing and doing some funny sign language to communicate with each other.I only know how to speak basic thai unlike Danial... Quite fluent with thai language.. =.= The place close at 3 am after tht head home or follow em' with their gfs for supper.

I think having a thai gf is like a cool thing but if i were to think far and serious about it.I gotto be kidding myself. Language and religion is a problem. Hmm.. A gal, as long got malay blood,chinese looking, hyper active,sporting,smart will be my choice. I just wanna give myself a chance dating a malay gal. I never really had a serious malay gf..

So god... forgive my sins as i will repent as soon as u make an angel appears infront of me.


/now that you are gone.yazid <3
3/15/2007 03:41:00 PM

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/ Friday, March 02, 2007
weee... i got my Nokia E65 ! To be updated soon...

Taking a week break...


/now that you are gone.yazid <3
3/02/2007 06:28:00 PM

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/ Wednesday, January 31, 2007
Sick of those deekheads who dunno jackshit and never do much work and get more pay.Its fucking unfair.. Whoever can't make it to work at last minute, its always me who cover their shift.Work night shift then continue morning shift again n sometimes 3 shift in a row. -.- I did so much but my boss don't fuckin appreciate it.Friends who havent seen me for few mths suddenly met me n say i look like a drug addict,haggard and much more skinny.Arghh.. can't wait for a month break from all @*($&*(@&$@(*^$ !

Fuck... i thought i settled all the bills n i forgotten bout my hp bills. =X Dad is back from Haji but kinda the same like that... Argue with me for every single tiny matter and make it like as though its such a HUGE MATTER.

OK la bye cheebye.


/now that you are gone.yazid <3
1/31/2007 04:20:00 PM

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/ Saturday, January 20, 2007



Well.. My bthday had passed... =) thanks to those that make it for tht day. Thanks to mel for her "bthday cake" which is a bottle of black label. Down the whole thang in 20 secs and 30 mins later.. im gone...... =/ Haha.. heres the pic..





/now that you are gone.yazid <3
1/20/2007 08:24:00 PM

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