This used to be where I express myself. Twitter has taken over this spot apparently.
Tuesday, December 6, 2011
Posted by Irfan at Tuesday, December 06, 2011 3 comments
Thursday, February 24, 2011
Victims
"I once had a friend who's just like you. Treats relationship the exact same way you are. Getting into one just for that momentary pleasure. And never going in for the long run and with sex as the pinnacle to every relationship he got himself into."
"And what happen to him now?"
"He's married."
When it comes to love and romance, both my grandfather and father has been really chivalrous.
I dont see myself breaking that trend.
I think I might just start writing again.
Posted by Irfan at Thursday, February 24, 2011 6 comments
Saturday, August 21, 2010
Posted by Ir~Fan at Saturday, August 21, 2010 4 comments
Thursday, July 22, 2010
*insert witty post title here*
So all of a sudden I have this urge to write something... anything. But as per usual, any urge I have on writing is instantly gone the instance I actually tried writing. But hey here goes:
Posted by Ir~Fan at Thursday, July 22, 2010 3 comments
Thursday, June 24, 2010
I miss the days where I just come up here and write whatever nonsense that's going through my head.
Posted by Ir~Fan at Thursday, June 24, 2010 1 comments
Wednesday, June 2, 2010
For what its worth,
I think I'm crazy for you.
Posted by Ir~Fan at Wednesday, June 02, 2010 0 comments
Thursday, May 20, 2010
Sundown to Sundown ``~
I seem to enjoy sitting down by the foyer of college and just stare at the rain. There seems to be some sort of therapeutic effect in just staring blankly at the rain. I don't know whether its the smell, the sight or the sound, but something about the rain calms me down. Its as though I can just sit there for hours and hours without a care in the world and oblivious to the surrounding. Well, except maybe...
"Dude, check out her boobs!"
I laugh. College students at their finest.
"If you want to get laid, go to college. If you want an education, go to the library" - Frank Zappa
~In flimsy nightgowns, barefoot she dances in the rain,
Sundown to sundown, like she was washing way her pain~
Damned irresistible, is it plausible to hate her?~
~She is my common sense, revels on decadence,
But what's the difference? It's an impossible debate~
Posted by Ir~Fan at Thursday, May 20, 2010 1 comments