nakal
nakal
nakal
100 kali ganda lebih nakal daripada zaman aku
pandai menjawab
kalau bagi statement, kadang² mendalam. sakit hati aku.
aku pulak yang speechless
ada sikit kurang ajar
haha - no offense yaw ~~
not so per se
diorang ada keberanian yang extra compare dgn zaman aku
cepat belajar
pantang aku insult/maki hamun sendiri
sepantas kilat diorg ingat
dan boleh recall macam tu je
tau² lepas 2, 3 minggu diorg ckp benda yg aku cakap
ish
pandai english, pandai math, pandai tipu
serius!
pandai memang pandai
tak nak ngaku
tak nak kalah
kau imagine
apa plak in the future?
everything change
Saturday, September 26, 2009
antara yang bodoh 21:22
nak masuk simpang tak bagi signal.
i hope you die in an accident in which your car crashes with a lori simen and you get thrown into that humongous pengisar simen thingy, simply because you couldn't care less to indicate.
then you'd learn. and if you still don't learn, oh what the hell, you're dead.
*
lagu bes minggu ini: soulja boy ft. sammie- kiss me thru the phone. hihi. suka!
i hope you die in an accident in which your car crashes with a lori simen and you get thrown into that humongous pengisar simen thingy, simply because you couldn't care less to indicate.
then you'd learn. and if you still don't learn, oh what the hell, you're dead.
*
lagu bes minggu ini: soulja boy ft. sammie- kiss me thru the phone. hihi. suka!
Friday, September 18, 2009
macam lost 14:39
tak tau la kenapa dalam 2, 3 hari ni, rasa gelisah je.
lusa dah nak raya
bukan aku tak try ambik mood
dah buat macam² dah
download lagu dah
online shopping dah
wish kawan² selamat hari raya dah
bayar zakat pun dah
kerja² kat rumah tu cam biasa
kerja² kat office pun sama seperti biasa
so...ape kena ni?
kering idea - semakin bosan
*
harini ada berita baik
kawan aku nak bertunang
sepupu aku pun nak bertunang
suka tengok couple2 yang bercinta sejak zaman sekolah bertahan. bertahan sampai skang ni sedar2 nk kawin dah.
dan sekarang, mereka masing² dah ada phase baru dalam hidup diorg
aku doakan mereka kekal bersama, susah senang bersama, hidup bersama,
amin
lusa dah nak raya
bukan aku tak try ambik mood
dah buat macam² dah
download lagu dah
online shopping dah
wish kawan² selamat hari raya dah
bayar zakat pun dah
kerja² kat rumah tu cam biasa
kerja² kat office pun sama seperti biasa
so...ape kena ni?
kering idea - semakin bosan
*
harini ada berita baik
kawan aku nak bertunang
sepupu aku pun nak bertunang
suka tengok couple2 yang bercinta sejak zaman sekolah bertahan. bertahan sampai skang ni sedar2 nk kawin dah.
dan sekarang, mereka masing² dah ada phase baru dalam hidup diorg
aku doakan mereka kekal bersama, susah senang bersama, hidup bersama,
amin
Thursday, September 10, 2009
hearts and flowers 14:05
Trace finally moved her glorius eyes from the microscope.
"they're perfect", she gushed, "sooo much nicer that the huge ones you gave me last time".
i was rather proud of those giant rosebushes, with theor pink and white blooms like wedding headdresses. i said nothing.
"how long did they take this time?" she demanded.
i mimed a modest shrug, clearly visible - i hoped - on the screen.
"about two hundred and sixty years," i admitted seld-effacingly, "i had a bit of trouble getting themjust the right colour - they kept going green on me".
Trace peered again atthe microscopic roses i had made for her, obviously drinking in the colours - orange and pink and yellow.
" how did you manage the dewdrops?" she asked, spinning around to look directly at my image on the screen.
"it's a secret," i replied. a full answer would have required a lenghtly technical explaination about the use of a concentrated solution of complex sugars, produced by the secretions of a micro-organism i had designed especially for the purpose.
her attention returned to the microscope, once again enthralled, to my entire delight, by the sub-miniature but the perfect roses i had crafted her.
"it's time, my love," i said eventually.
"yes isupposed it must be," Trace replied sadly, tossing back her blonde hair.
one of my drones led her back towards the suspended-animation chamber, the shining metal of the manipulators gently pressing against the softness of her skin. through the remote, i carefully prepared the couch inside the chamber, then gestured for her to enter.
orbiting a distant star our little habitat, our sanctuary, spun on around the distant star once knwon in the catalogues of ancient earth as bygones. but in the exodus, the diaspora from the civilisational collapse that seemed to engulf everything we held dear, we managed to get away, we thought, intact. but, in a last gasp of senseless violence, i was severely injured, irreparably damaged beyond even the habitat's capabilitu for healing. now, i am only able to exist in simulation, my mental patterns executing on the processing array which infuses every part of the structure - part buiding, part spacecraft - in which we live.
* to be continue *
"they're perfect", she gushed, "sooo much nicer that the huge ones you gave me last time".
i was rather proud of those giant rosebushes, with theor pink and white blooms like wedding headdresses. i said nothing.
"how long did they take this time?" she demanded.
i mimed a modest shrug, clearly visible - i hoped - on the screen.
"about two hundred and sixty years," i admitted seld-effacingly, "i had a bit of trouble getting themjust the right colour - they kept going green on me".
Trace peered again atthe microscopic roses i had made for her, obviously drinking in the colours - orange and pink and yellow.
" how did you manage the dewdrops?" she asked, spinning around to look directly at my image on the screen.
"it's a secret," i replied. a full answer would have required a lenghtly technical explaination about the use of a concentrated solution of complex sugars, produced by the secretions of a micro-organism i had designed especially for the purpose.
her attention returned to the microscope, once again enthralled, to my entire delight, by the sub-miniature but the perfect roses i had crafted her.
"it's time, my love," i said eventually.
"yes isupposed it must be," Trace replied sadly, tossing back her blonde hair.
one of my drones led her back towards the suspended-animation chamber, the shining metal of the manipulators gently pressing against the softness of her skin. through the remote, i carefully prepared the couch inside the chamber, then gestured for her to enter.
orbiting a distant star our little habitat, our sanctuary, spun on around the distant star once knwon in the catalogues of ancient earth as bygones. but in the exodus, the diaspora from the civilisational collapse that seemed to engulf everything we held dear, we managed to get away, we thought, intact. but, in a last gasp of senseless violence, i was severely injured, irreparably damaged beyond even the habitat's capabilitu for healing. now, i am only able to exist in simulation, my mental patterns executing on the processing array which infuses every part of the structure - part buiding, part spacecraft - in which we live.
* to be continue *
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
kau ingat aku suka ke jadi camni 11:24
aku akan lambat kalau
- cuti sekolah dah habis
- pagi² dah start hujan
- ada polis trafik yang tolol
- aku singgah isi minyak
kalau aku lambat bukan sebab² atas, mungkin sebab
- lambat bangun
- tak sihat
- terpaksa keluar
- kena marah
- aku memang saja lambatkan diri
tapi aku sebetulnya cuba jadi punctual
sebab aku benci tunggu tunggu
tapi kalau aku bukan sorang², aku tak kisah sebab aku taula nak buat apa sementara tunggu
tapi kalau aku sorang, aku kena tunggu sorang², kau tengok la muka aku
dan kata² kesat kot (aku consider la berdasarkan explaination dan confession kau. kau kena compensate masa dengan sakit hati aku)
padan muka
- cuti sekolah dah habis
- pagi² dah start hujan
- ada polis trafik yang tolol
- aku singgah isi minyak
kalau aku lambat bukan sebab² atas, mungkin sebab
- lambat bangun
- tak sihat
- terpaksa keluar
- kena marah
- aku memang saja lambatkan diri
tapi aku sebetulnya cuba jadi punctual
sebab aku benci tunggu tunggu
tapi kalau aku bukan sorang², aku tak kisah sebab aku taula nak buat apa sementara tunggu
tapi kalau aku sorang, aku kena tunggu sorang², kau tengok la muka aku
dan kata² kesat kot (aku consider la berdasarkan explaination dan confession kau. kau kena compensate masa dengan sakit hati aku)
padan muka
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
kau nampak seksi tak berbaju - damn! bodola kalau kau kata tak 10:35
aku tak faham la. selalu yang aku nak, selalu tak dapat.
dan kali ni dah masuk 8 kali aku dengar lagu ni.
tajuk entry ni pun satu...lari!
dan kali ni dah masuk 8 kali aku dengar lagu ni.
tajuk entry ni pun satu...lari!
