Friday, 18 September 2015

Will you

Will you love me and get to know me better,
so i can be with you and spend evening and morning ,nights and afternoon with you for tea and snuggle in the sofa and hold you close go for walks ,argue with you, tantrum with you and kiss you, love you, miss you, and snuggle while your sleeping.
And kiss you in the morning, and Smuggle close to you at night,
share coffee and popcorn,comfort when your sick and stressed,
make you smile when your sad, laugh with you,cry with you,
share a bucket of ice cream when thing go so wrong.
laugh together......................

Monday, 14 September 2015

use of the word and letter called '' F ''



I really wanted to write about something, but I lost somewhere in the middle.
So I have decided to land back to get something said. A letter or a word which is used.
Well here it goes….

I sometimes fucking don’t know what the fuck to do, even on a fucking normal day,fucking breakfast, fucking lunch and fucking diner is all the fucking same. Nothing fucking changes, but everyone wants to fucking change and not affect their fucking life. Then they fucking complain for every fucking little fucking thing .like  what the fuck is so wrong, stop fucking wining like fucking little fucking bitch.
You fucking stupid fucking wanker, fucking piece of fucking shit, you not so fucking great, stop fucking complaining and whining for every fucking thing. Yea if one could use the word fuck. Everyone would fucking laugh, because the fucking work is fucking hilarious, and you can fuck for every fucking thing you say.  Just because I barely use the word fuck. That does not mean I cannot fucking using in any fucking way I fucking want. I can fucking bleed your fucking ears with using the work fuck. Not only you be having fucking ear fucking bleed, you probably go fucking deaf from hearing me using the word fuck.

Because fuck I give to no fucking anyone. The fucking challenge was to see how fucks I can use on single fucking page of a fucking word fucking document.as I may continue to fucking type to say that I am getting fucking aroused just by fucking typing the word fuck. I can fucking  fuck this fucking page with all the fuck I can fucking type, and while listen to some fucking good ass fucking music of a fucking Monday afternoon. And this fucking going to get fucking interesting, I do not fucking care who the fuck is a t fucking door. So whoever is fucking on the door, you can go fucking fuck your fucking self as, you fucking not getting my fucking attention. It probably be that fucking postman with a stupid fucking mail, asking for a fucking signature to a fucking parcel.it fucking hot and I fucking not fucking moving from fucking chair, as my fucking ass it fucking comfortable on the fucking chair ass I fucking sip on some fucking ice fucking tea with fucking lemons. Yes who the fucks gives a fuck about the fucking postman. Always dropping the fucking mail in the wrong fucking house and he fucking cannot even tell the fucking address as his fucking GPS never fucking works, pity the fucking dude as he is not fucking paid fucking enough to ride the fuck around with the fucking motorbike.

Oh I am not fucking done with the word fuck. I forgot to mention the fucking parental fucking advisory to whoever fucking is going to fucking read this fucking page which has fucks written all the fuck over. If you fucking going to fucking faint or fucking puke, better not fucking do in it the fucking office, cause your fucking puke is going to fucking sting like fucking shit. And that fucking shit is going to fucking stale the fucking work environment. And you fucking get fucking screwing of your fucking life, you ever wonder when the fucking is going to stop and why the fuck that I fucking read this fucking page full of fucks.

So I let the fuck be as it almost the fuck of the fucking end of the fucking page. I fucking hope I fucking used the word fuck in ever fucking line, every fucking word and fucking paragraphs. I hope you fucking enjoyed reading this fucking page as long there is fuck. Then it fucking hilarious to see how many fucks can fucking use in any fucking way. I decided to go with a fucking bang with this fucking thing.

Fucking peace out.

Thursday, 27 August 2015

Twenty six Tuxedos



So, here I am again, sitting here chilling with some cold ice coconut juice. Thought it has been a few interesting days, meeting people and socializing with them.
Yes I have been a busy bee, and the same time, I do apologies to those that I came on strong with some directness, and being very hyperactive, enough to power the twin towers for full long month.
Thought some have the difficulty to keep up with me as I am constantly on the go and keeping my feet inch off the ground.
As it has been since I crawled out of my seashell since I been in the hiding.
And began to explore the worlds, see new sights, taste new things and meet new friends.
I been thru some up’ and downs, Meet people who have sat thru with that journey with me, some have left. Some stayed.
I would like to stay and I did buckle for this ride, and definitely sit this one thru.
Not the first or not the last.

Sunday, 23 August 2015

Look for a Star




When i was little,I heard on the radio , 
Happiness was a crystal ball,it was shattered as it fell to the ground,
Everyone can pick up the pieces,
Everyone has the right to embrace happiness however hard you try,
you can't have it all,but you get some if you try

Friday, 21 August 2015

My speech to My BestFriend on his wedding day.


Good Evening,

Ladies and Gentlemen and Friends,


We are gathered here today under the boon of their compassion and to celebrate the love and devotion of Jeremiah and Cheryl. I'd also like to thank the bride and groom, for despite the many foolish things I have done in the past, they still believe me to be worthy of the honour they have bestowed upon me. For it's truly an honour to have been included as a witness during the magical union of two of my closest friends, both of whom I hold in the highest regard.


For those of you who don't know me, my name is Michael and Jeremiah is my best friend; I met Jeremiah in a manner that was typical of boys our age, hahaha not wanting to get into further details.
Suffice it to say that the reminder of our relationship has been antithesis to that first meeting.
I can't say enough nice things about Jeremiah. He is the most caring and selfless person I ever and known. He is the very model of the perfect companion.
So many of my memories are of when we were just boys, but now I look at the man he has developed into and I swell up with pride to be able to call him my brother. It's not said enough or sometimes it's not said at all, but my brother is a person that I have always (or come to) had a great deal of love and respect for. Growing up Jeremiah and I may not always have seen eye to eye, but has we've gotten older I realise that I have learned a great deal from watching and spending time with him. It doesn't matter if your brother is older or younger than you; you can always learn if you're willing to listen and pay attention. I've learned to be a better person because of him. I've learned patience, understanding, strength, loyalty and love from Jeremiah.


Cheryl, I have known her since our first year in college. She has been nothing but a kind and generous friend to me, often going out of her way to offer me a gentle word when I desired none.
I will never forget the day when Jeremiah asked me for a favour to pick Cheryl from her College and drop her home. On the way while driving, Cheryl puts a CD into the player. And of all the artist on earth .it was Britney Spears. At that point of time I did not really fancy Britney spears with all the hooha's about her, So I started making fun of Britney, all of sudden, she smacked me with a pile of books. This explain the flat nose!!!!!!!
Well I can go on and on.. infact even write an autobiography of Jeremiah and Cheryl ,but I'll leave some for the other to speak.
I am delighted beyond words that two of them whom are close my heart have found happiness in each other. Ladies and Gentleman, Today Jeremiah and Cheryl,embark on the voyage of marriage that is blessed by the almighty and all of us seated in this wedding hall,
The great mystery writer Agatha Christie once said that an archaeologist is the best kind of husband a woman can have - the older she gets the more interest he takes in her. Who are we to argue with a best selling author?


May the road rise to meet you. May the wind be always at your back? May the sun shine warm upon your face, the rains fall soft upon your fields. And, until we meet again, May God holds you in the palm of his hand.


To my best friends' Jeremiah and Cheryl, who I have always loved, I wish the both of you all the happiness in the world and may you bring each other patience, understanding, strength, loyalty, and love from this day forward, until death do you part!


Once again I would like to thank the both of you for giving me this golden once in a lifetime opportunity to give a speech on this very lovely evening.

Wednesday, 19 August 2015

It Never Rains, But It Pours




So today i am sitting in-front of this blank screen contemplating to write, in which i have not done so in 5 years,and my old post seems to fade away ( http://absolutmyke.blogspot.com/ ) Time sure when by very quick, blink an eye and years just clipped by.
Hence the jar of coffee is not helping me think, only the drops of Rain on the windows. The sounds of it makes me reminisce the old ,past and present, those droplets of Rain..... on the Zinc roof sure has  a beat to it....



So the question what i am doing here?.   

For now i leave it blank......