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Once Upon A Time - SOAD

The toxicity of a city...of a city...... Psycho groupie, cocaine crazy makes you high makes you high..... Pull the tapeworm out of your ass........ *********** Somewhere in the rural side of Malaysia...a group of kids were yelling and screaming to the rhytm of the Armenian American Band, SOAD. It was during prep class where everybody were supposed to study for their exams. With walkmans, earphones, hairstyles and 'selipar jepun', they gather around a table and became an eyesore to those who wanted to study. One kid was pretending to hold a drum stick and smack the drum set, while the other two had their hand in the position of holding and playing the guitar. Serj Tankian and Darron Malakian wannabe. The others, they watched and sing along. Those were the days they rebel and care less about the rules and regulations. Rules are meant to be broken. "We are chanting and singing for world peace" argued one of those kids when people started to terrorized the group with word...

I almost do it

Recently....recently.......i have been busy thank god!!!

Selesa Badak ker?

clouds and lightning thunder striking the sky was blue It is now black. a boy in the rain dancing with his t-shirt wet a lady yelling and the boy is gone

Taken!

She's taken!!! If only i knew her earlier!!! ............................................. Money and women. The reasons for most mistakes in life. Looks like you've mixed up both.- Slumdog Millionaire, 2008 (Movie)

19 December 2010

Kenyang Aku melantak. Breakfast, 2 weddings, 2 Teas..gila Letih Aku drive all the way, to Sg Besar, patah balik ke Taman Tun, Kelana Jaya, Seremban balik Insaf Dengar cerita orang balik Mekah. Insaf. Cuak Aku terfikit balik, though I may sound ridiculous, but who knows what would wait for me if I ever visit the Holy City. Terharu Makcik aku cakap, dia lambai dekat Kaabah sambil panggil nama aku. In other words, she prayed for me to visit The Holy City. Rasa terharu gila. Denial Aku cakap dekat makcik aku, aku belum sampai Paris lagi. Sedar All the way balik ke Seremban aku fikir and recall segala dosa salah dan silap. Memang hina. Sehina hina Manusia. Aku sedar. Lupa Ya, Melayu mudah lupa. Aku harap aku ingat.

Mimpi Yang Sempurna Bukan Peter Porn!!!!

Honestly waking up in the morning is often the hardest part of my day. Especially when me and Scarlet Johannson is on the way to make love, when she hold my head and i was kissing every inch of her and about to reach her breast when she suddenly vibrate and keep on shaking my head. I wonder why. The next thing i knew, it always end up with my mobile phone besides me, shaking and forcing me to wake up and leave my dream. Wet dream. I had this kind of conversation with my friend about this kind of dream. How can we adjust the timing, make it earlier and how to be in control of our own dream. To never interrupt the love making process. Back then during my school days, one of my senior, he seems to have this kind of ability to control his own dream. A Kelantanese. A tall and dark boy who bragged a lot. One word that i could still recall was "ko, kalu mu nok raser sek pun bulih, masa tido mung pakso jaga, dale mimpi mung tampar tampar muko mung sampei bangun dale mimpi tuh, lepas tuh, ...

Once upon a time....

1994.... I was a kid, a romeo. I bet back then i knew how to treat a woman better than now which is 16 years later. in a kindergarden, a girl asked me. "mak kiter cakap, jeles tuh maknanya suka" i, the young antonio banderas, puzzled. "kiter jeles dengan awaklah". i, the young johnny depp, puzzled. *non fiction There are lots of people who mistake their imagination for their memory. -Josh Billings

Malam itu!!!

Aku bangun dari katil. Pusing badan kiri kanan, kanan kiri sampai keluar bunyi krekk krekk krekk...stim siot. Terus aku sarung keramat, pakai spender dan keluar rumah. Sampai dekat mapley, aku jalan mendada. Mata mata galak pandang aku. Aku rasa macam artis. Aku duduk...seminit tengok skrin...2 minit.....39 minit.....45 minit........sejam setengah........dua jam..... Aku bangun tapi semua orang pandang aku lagi. Suara sumbang buat bising belakang kepala aku.."bang, pakai baju blackpool lepas nih" aku balik bukak seluar dan tido pakai baju keramat sambil senyum.

Nama saya Iwan

Nama saya Iwan.Umur saya 8 tahun. Saya suka menulis karangan. Saya nak jadi Perdana Menteri. Saya juga nak jadi sasterawan negara. Boleh? Iwan tanya mama, boleh tak sasterawan jadi Perdana Menteri, mama cakap, can..PM also write books, see Dr Mahathir. Saya gembira. =) Iwan dapat markah 88 dalam ujian karangan Bahasa Melayu, saya juga dapat 98 untuk Bahasa Inggeris. Baguslah, bila dah besar nanti bukan saya nak pakai pun Bahasa Melayu tu. Tak cool. Wong Fei Hung mana reti cakap melayu. Rajinikan pun tak cakap melayu. Mereka cakap bahasa mereka sendiri dan bahasa Inggeris. Ah so sebelah rumah yang dah tua pun cakap melayu macam anak Pak Lang merangkak rangkak. Lagi pandai cakap Inggeris. Bahasa kan jiwa bangsa. Iwan suka makan roti canai dekat kedai mamak walaupun kotor sebab sedap. Iwan juga suka makan mc dondo sebab sedap. Tapi kawan kawan cakap, tak boleh makan mc dondo lagi dah, sebab orang yahudi punya. Kita tak boleh makan nanti berdosa. Kedai cina pun tak boleh makan sebab tak da...

Lega

At the end of a phone call.... perempuan: mok, kirim salam pada parents ko ya me: hanya jika ko nak jadi menantu diorang perempuan: tak payahla macam tuh me: celaka... I dont know why, but after so long, after a week of having weird thoughts and, beautiful nightmare, i finally smile the moment after i said celaka...all the way to ear. And that's a relief. Selamat Hari Raya! smile like you mean it - The Killers

Merdeka Yang Masih Belum

Bunyi dengung bermain main di cuping telinga. Aku fokus. Aku mesti pejam mata. Aku mesti tidur. Aku gagal. Aku buka buku baca. Buku baca aku. Sebenarnya aku ingat aku dah merdeka. Bebas daripada jajahan. Bebas daripada apa sahaja yang mengikat. Lalu sampai aku di alam lain. Sebijik seketul sama macam alam yang aku lepak sekarang. Aku sendiri tak tahu aku ada di alam lain. ************* Lebih setahun lalu, aku dalam kancah pergolakan. Penjajah menjajah segalanya dan habis sumber hasil bumi diangkut. Permainan mereka hebat. Entiti bagaikan superhero. Mahu menyuburkan tanah gersang, mahu berkebun memberi hasil. Memberi harapan pada fakir. Benda yang paling kejam dalam dunia ialah apabila harapan ditarik balik. Baik tak payah bagi harapan langsung. Dan dengan suka hati entiti datang dan pergi, fakir terpinga pinga. Memang kaki dia tak boleh duduk diam. Nak dipotong kaki, diikat, dan dipaksa, tapi fakir bukan macam tu. Aku duduk dalam rumah terbaring atas lantai, kotak suara dah habis. Aku ...

Story Untold (Suatu Masa)

Radio bising berkumandang. Lagu berkumandang dengan ledakan drum seakan perang di depan mata menyampaikan mesej anti perang. Itulah 'feel' namanya. Aku head banging ikut irama lagu, makin lama makin laju dan laju sampai peluh menitik kepala pun pening. Kemudian, tiba tiba semuanya senyap sunyi. Orang tua cakap, itu tanda malaikat lalu. Aku pergi dekat radio, ' oh, kena tukar side' Budak budak sebilik dengan aku, entah ke mana entah. Mesti pergi riadah ni. 'Apa barang pergi riadah, tak rock la!!!' Aku keluar bilik, usya line clear ker tidak untuk pergi ke tandas. Kalau Mat Pit nampak aku ponteng riadah, mampus aku kena tidur atas court takraw lagi la. Tidur atas court takraw memang rock, rebellious, tapi aku mana tahan sejuk. Nak suruh aku mati sejuk? Barang dah ada dalam tangan, aku pau Ayam tadi. Pau sesama kawan, baru Rock. Aku letak barang dekat mulut. Bau sabun mencucuk hidung. "dah tak ada tempat lain ker nak sorok rokok?kotak sabun jugak kau sumbat...

Billionaire 1

Bruno Mars and Travie McCoy had really touched my heart with their new single. Just a few hours back, before i was introduced to the song, i had a conversation with a friend about fortune, wealth, money and everything that rhymes. So she said, "our name will someday be listed in the forbes magazine." of course, but i'll be on top of you "and you always wanna be on top of me" and so the reply made me sigh. she has never been innocent type of person but, i guess this is one exception that left her blur and wondering what had she done to make me laugh. I am not guilty, I am innocent. - Saddam Hussein

Morning Cursing

i usually buy my soya drink from a chinese lady in Masjid Jamek, which will cost me around rm 1.60 and there are choices of normal sweet, super sweet and less sweet. today is unusual. instead of grabbing my drink from the ah so, i spontaneously went to a nearby van which sell practically the same drink. The van was a new sight to me. so I thought, since this fella had just starting up his business, why not help?. Afterall, i was once, in his shoes. i know how hard it is to earn the easy money on the first few days. i grabbed a bottle and gave rm 5 and he gave me back rm 3 balance.... ~ ~ ~ deep inside.....i cursed!!! Every blessing ignored becomes a curse. -Paulo Coelho