Hey THEXMANIACS! I was just reflecting…and I guess what’s been occupying my thoughts can be summed up in this video below. I’m not being lazy, so please take the time to hear me out through this song. Sometimes thoughts are best expressed through auditory and visual measures.

Some quotes from the lyrics that possess much significance:
“We grew up way too fast, now there’s nothing to believe.” “Scars are souvenirs one never looses.” And my favourite, “Don’t it make you sad to know that life is more than who we are?” Rest of the lyrics can be found below.


Name – The Goo Goo Dolls



And even though the moment passed me byI still can't turn away 'Cause all the dreams you never thought you'd lose Got tossed along the way And letters that you never meant to sendGet lost or thrown away
And now we're grown up orphans That never knew their names We don't belong to no one That's a shame
But if you could hide beside me Maybe for a while And I won't tell no one your name And I won't tell em' your name
And scars are souvenirs you never loseThe past is never far Did you lose yourself somewhere out thereDid you get to be a star And don't it make you sad to know that lifeIs more than who we are
We grew up way too fast And now there's nothing to believeReruns all become our history A tired song keeps playing on a tired radioAnd I won't tell no one your name And I won't tell em' your name I won't tell em' your name Mmm, mmm, mmm,
I won't tell em' your nameOw!
I think about you all the time But I don't need the same It's lonely where you are come back down,And I won't tell em your name
Ta ta, bye for now.

Hello, hello.

Everybody say THEX!

Haha. Anyway here’s an update. Let’s start with school. Lots of tests of late, and the only place some of us can go seek solace from stress is in floorball during PE on Fridays.

Nothing gets better than the adrenaline rush experienced plus the overwhelming danger of the sport. Playing with such sticks CAN cause serious physical harm to people, namely those in the mould of Sandeep. Heh.

Ironically, I was unlucky enough to have the ball come hurtling at me at such a high velocity that upon it smacking me right in my left eye (yes, directly in my eye), I immediately suffered its physical repercussion. Oh yeah, prior to this, my finger got clobbered by the stick so hard, I thought it was gonna fall off. Man, man, man.

So I left the game today with a sore index finger and a pretty cool looking cut below my eye. I reckon I resemble Anakin Skywalker and Mortal Kombat’s Subzero with this cut. Pity it wasn’t a black eye. That would have been far cooler. Then I can look like a rugged Thex.

Like a modern day Conan. Wow-Wee! THEXMAN, THEXMAN, THEXMAN!

Anyway I also have a Japanese exchange student in my home for the next week. Her name’s Shino and she’s part of my sister’s exchange program. She’s a nice girl who brought down snacks and t-shirts for my family from Japan.

Thexman always believes in generosity. Especially whenever it is generosity directed towards the Thexman. Oui. Haha.

Finally, let me conclude by inviting one and all to contribute to the untitled Clark Kent fan-film that is still in pre-production. Actors and crew are needed. Do contact me if any of you Thexmaniacs are interested. Yours truly has already signed on to play the title role of Clark Kent. I want to say its an absolute honour to play perhaps the most iconic character of all time, and I will not disappoint. Shaun Andy Valentino Ramachandran has also been confirmed to play the main antagonist, Lex Luthor.

The filmmakers believe the both of us are most suitable for our respective jobs. I really agree. Great choices made, in my opinion.

With that, I shall take my leave now. (Pre-production pics will be uploaded soon.)

Ta ta, bye for now.

Oh ya, today is Gary's birthday, haha.

Hello. I’m bored. So for this entry, I’m gonna explain what the Thexman is all about, in other words, I’ll elaborate more on my famous, or rather, infamous alter-ego.

Thexman is a name derived from a nickname of mine, Thex. Thex, as we all know, is a short form of my surname, Thexeira, a beautiful Portuguese name. People started calling me Thex since last year’s Tanjung Balai Trip, and it has proved to be a successful moniker as well. The new four letter word in town – THEX!

Now, The Thexman is me in certain aspects, but only to a more extreme level. In other words, I am much more spontaneous, charismatic, outrageous, promiscuous and idiotic as the Thexman. Many wrestling fans see the Thexman likened to a heel, or at the very least, a tweener (in between face and heel).

This is why I always state that The Thexman has moral ambiguity, as I am neither here nor there.

Thexman has been known for his cocky and showy streak, as many would note that Thexman sees himself as a possible Superman as well as a potential WWE Champion. My Thexmaniacs, I assure you, even I look into the mirror many a time to question my own sanity. Wohooo.

Of late, Thexman has begun speaking Malay on occasion, as well as outrageously dancing around the school premises. Oh and lets not forget, The Sign of the Thexman, which requires faithful Thexmaniacs to place their right index finger diagonally across the left index finger which should be inclined slightly to the right. Thexmaniacs then have to move their forearms in this position back and forth, to sort of signify a crosshair of a lethal weapon.

Oh I almost forgot. What is a Thexmaniac? Anyone and everyone CAN be a Thexmaniac. You can be a Thexmaniac. Your parents could secretly be Thexmaniacs without your knowledge! Your teachers and principal are probably Thexmaniacs in disguise as well. The man serving you your crispy roti prata wants to be a Thexmaniac. The bartender at that hip club is very much a Thexmaniac. Anybody who reads this is already a legitimate Thexmaniac, in the beautiful eyes of the Thexman.

Therefore, I conclude this entry in the entity of the Thexman :

Thank you one and all for reading this. As of now, you, yes YOU scrolling down the monitor, eyes glued to the screen, have just become a Thexmaniac. Congratulations, pat yourself on the back, treat yourself to something nice.

You see, Thexman loves his Thexmaniacs, Jesus loves the Thexman and the Thexmaniacs, and you, yes YOU as well as all fellow Thexmaniacs, LOVE THE THEXMAN!

ta ta, bye for now.

Disclaimer: None of the above should be taken seriously. Serious. It’s all for fun. So please don't get offended by my juvenile ways. And I should be sleeping by now. Yup. Happy August, off I go.