The Art Of Self-Mind Psychoing

i just feel like blogging. there hasnt been much fruitful topics to post about. of late they have been just short-thoughts posts that come about every now and then. i may post something on 'expression' soon. just hoping the juice/ideas for it to come out again soon. i do miss the days of posting up something of deep thought and something to discuss about. here are some of those topics i had blogged about if you missed them from the past that i can share

what it takes to be a man:
http://foundundercarnalknowledge.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-it-takes-to-be-man.html

holy irony!:
http://foundundercarnalknowledge.blogspot.com/2007/10/holy-irony.html

i used to remember there being much more posts of such. dunno where they all went. i like these kinda posts, they actually feel meaningful and makes me feel good about sharing my opinion (even if people might not read them). oh wells, more will come in the future. insyallah.

yeah, i changed my blog name. Found Under Carnal Knowledge actually does make up the word FUCK. carnal knowledge is sort of 'doin tha thang'. its a pretty old term so in the old days they probably used 'FOUND UNDER CARNAL KNOWLEDGE' a lot instead of just the common 'FUCK'. and to think im not so vulgar. why i chose 'foundundercarnalknowledge'? it stands out from being unique. fact of the matter is, its not unique, its something most people wouldn't know. so now you know. and if you think i'm bad to have sort of 'taught you the meaning of 'FUCK', well it was my teacher who explained to me what it meant back in secondary school. who says knowledge isn't fun? definitely not when its carnal knowledge ;)

i somehow get the idea that i'm the only good boy around. not that its a matter to brag about. but girls are different and guys are just plain bad. im just the one that sticks out like a sore thumb for being goodie goodie. but im not sickening 'goodie goodie'. so dont hate me so much lah. girls just like badassed boys and boys like naughty girls. its a nice cycle, seeing how they'd suit each other. who would really admit they're really a good boy/girl without a lying conscience? dont start.

people say i'm getting fat. i wont take it like some bimbotic girl trying to suck in their bellies or wear corsets or cry and eat thick yummy cream-filled chocolate cakes. its something i can work on finally. but i just hope i bulid on it, no burn it.

so i'll end this post. now you know what fuck means. and what my blog name means (: