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mungkey

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About Me

I do not need to say anything about myself. What you think about me will always remain true inside your mind. Nobody can take them away from you. So I dont care. All your prejudiced notions about me, well you can eat them. I don't give a damn. I am no pretty sight so your eyes wont help you. You think you know me coz uv seen me. You think im worthless coz uv heard it all before.But I dont care. I never said I was better. I mind my own business. Most people push me away, coz they think im weak. Well, maybe I am. I might more than, or less that what you expect me to be. One can never be right about someone, in this plain... Everything you see here is superficial, but as always you don't realize it ... and you will never realize it until you exert some effort and give something up. You have to give up something to know what is real. To know how real is real. Ah yes, people ask to many questions. Questions about my past, about what I did, questions about what I do,and what I will do. I always give simple and short answers. You might wonder and ask why. The answer is simple. I'm trying to measure you, coz I don't know you . yet .You shouldnt ask me about meself, coz my answers will be more or less exaggerated or overly humble.You should ask yourself.Try to question how real are the things, you think are real. Try to question the norms and bypass the boundaries set before you. Knowing is not learning. But learning is knowing. Most people think they know me because they hear things about me. I tell you, they dont know me. You might think i'm a good guy, but that's not true. I might be good or bad, or I might be evil. Anyhow, I wont tell you. You figure that out... if you really wanna know me. My heart might be black or my heart might be white. Well yeah, maybe. But that's a shallow judgement. That's bullsh1t.Nobody's perfect. Its not just good or bad out there. Its not just black or white. There are shades of gray, and millions of colors. The combination is infinite. I cannot tell you who or what I am. Doing that will take away my worth. Some people like to impress other people by telling them all the things they know and all their achievements and all their riches. Some like to boast about their money and fame, and they forget their beginnings and who they are.Some forget their mentors and teachers, clinging to the great feeling of surpassing them or having surpassed them. Some like to tell stories about how hard other people try about something, and how easy it was for them,always trying to mold a spark of greatness for themselves in other peoples minds.Some throw their life's trash on other people's backyards, to lift themselves.Not caring about the lives they destroyed. Not caring about the honor of the little peoples' lives they trampled. Everybody knows thats not good. But they never see it. They never hear. Deaf and blind,They never see "them". Why ? Simple. Poor judgement. Everything is prejudiced. Lazy. They wanna know someone, but they never give effort to know that strange someone. They just eat what is given to them. They dont wanna lift a thumb. the fog of deception can blur your line of sight,and you can never see the real me until you make some effort to clear it out. I dont wanna talk about myself. I dont want to make up stories about how great I am and how good I am at this and how cute I am or how bad I am or how evil i was and I was there when that happened or whatever sh1t I can think ofv. Some have given themselves license to praise themselves. Some have awarded themselves champions of their own game. Some have put themselves on top of their own 'world of fame' Some are like you ... but what are you really ? who are you? Maybe, its time to ask yourself that.If u wanna know me, fine. If you dont, then fine. If you think u know me, fine. I dont really care. I can only tell you this. I exist. I am here. I Think That I Am. So what the heck. If you wanna know me, then try to know me. Know the real me. I shall end my transmission now. Good bye. ------------------------------------------------------------ ---------------------------- ------------------------------------------------------------ ---------------------------- ------------------------------------------------------------ ---------------------------- ------------------------------------------------------------ ---------------------------- ------------------------------------------------------------ ---------------------------- ------------------------------------------------------------ ---------------------------- ------------------------------------------------------------ ----------------------------
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My Interests

Computers, Internet, Technology, Computer Graphics and Animation, Anime, Digital Music, KungFu Fighting, Bla bla bla bla .... what the heck ... ok erase .... honestly ... I like .... girls ...cute and sexy girls.... hahahahah...joke joke joke

I'd like to meet:

people who can handle a thin,bouncing,hugging,disposable pet mungkey.

Music:

hale,bamboo,rivermaya,mymp, america,bread,linkinpark,7dust,incubus,evanesence basta.... hehehe

Movies:

Akira Kurosawa,Hayao Miyazaki,Yoshiaki Kawajiri Movies

Books:

book of Five Rings, The Art of War

Heroes:

Bo Sanchez, Musashi Miyamoto, Sun Tzu, Hayao Miyazaki, Akira Kurosawa, Dr. Jose P. Rizal, Francisco Dagohoy, Lapu-lapu

My Blog

Blabbering

I do not need to say anything about myself. What you think about me will always remain true inside your mind. Nobody can take them away from you. So I dont care. All your prejudiced notions about me...
Posted by mungkey on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST