throbbing blab

apa saja

2009-10-11T23:34:00.000-07:00

kelam sungguh page kau ni didi
haih

japang oh japang

2009-10-11T22:33:00.000-07:00

tah la.. this lately everything seems to be out of line

how i wish my days being colored with classy colors since i had finally dig up rare opportunities.
tapi false hope je output semua.

lucky , i had the chance travel ke japang. di mana aku gila nak sejak kecil lagi.

dengan watak s/usaha program yang tak berwibawa aku bawak, dgn hari hari bermuka suka kononya kerja editing surat mcm haram tu, hari persuade mama tolong sponsor kan, persuade rakan2: dilla, nelly dan used to be aimi juga before. tp miam, dia dah tarik diri awal2 nak pegi sarawak lawat bumi kenyalang dan tgk burung pupus tu, tah apa nama tah. hee.. sungguh mencabar.

bila minta mama sponsor, ma setuju nak beri, walaupun berat hati dia. lagi-lagi untuk anak dia si didi sorang ni yang dia kureng skit sebab behavior nya yang suka ikut kepala dia je. orang lain dia tak fikir. walaupun orang itu merangkap mama nya sendiri. pakai cakap je apa yang dia nak cakap. rude sungguh bagi aku. tapi aku sendiri tak sedar yang aku buat benda tu. pengaruh syaiton sungguh kan kan. c:

tapi, memang program ni macam samar samar je realiti nya. skrg baru nak tahu bukan senang nak dapat duit. lucky i am tak payah besusah sangat. tapi nak harap mama sorang memang kasihan. nak compared to others yang sungguh tekad cari sponsor, mintak kertas kerja berulang2 kali. mintak print. mintak suroh buat surat ni la, surat tu. main pas2 email plak kat lecturer berpangkat tinggi. diorg banyak karenah wa cakap sama lu.

memang tak give up apa diorg ni? aku salute betul la orang cani.

sungguh down tadi bila aku tolak duit mama yang dah pun masuk kat bank. titiba kata tak nak pegi japang. sebab bila mama call tu mula la.. dia mintak simpati. "kesian kat mama kan.." ye ye, tahu . . tapi mama sanggup je satisfies all her daughters favored. sungguh baik mama tu sebenarya. sape tak tahu.
tapi siapa suka bila mama start dengan jabbering dia yang tiada tandingan tu. tapi bila mulled over, ada plak mama yang tak jab kat anak dia yang bikin silap.

sungguh aku tak nak jadi mama yang suka babble
eh silap, sungguh taknak aku kawen. takut dapat anak yang lebih rebellious daripada mak dia.
defensive lebih dari mak dia. ego lebih dari mak dia.
tu la, the save step adalah takyah kawen. :D
tapi dah tu sunnah nabi, kalau ada jodoh tak kan nak tolak =)

whatever the story is, bak kata nelly, harapan tinggi kita nak pergi ke japang terkubur sudah. BAKA! tak suka langsung aku. penat aku convince diri. i'm merely sick of everything. mafia, surat, email, false hope, estimation, money, confront people, texting. bosan dah.
jadi aku berundur diri dahulu.
so long japang oh japang

maybe next time

drag

2009-06-05T03:32:00.000-07:00

Days fade as time slowly past. I don’t know what happened to my past few days. Thrashed, spent, and burned.

Merry at times.
Get back to school, sat by the drain just like the old days. Seeing each other faces without realizing that we’d change. With some still suffered from period pain and doing great pose in the mosque while someone massaging on her tummy. And I, hiding turquoise colored nails when meeting teachers.
“Kau dah la memang terkenal dgn budak bermasalah. Bukan nak get rid dulu.”,
some said along with smirk. I still remember that Miss Layla, English teacher, admired them and gave some compliment that she still likes my accent. No doubt, she’s the one who applied nail polish all over her nails during school days. Even now.

More merry times.
If I had some money, I travelled from Ampang to KLCC-PAV-BB-PAV-KLCC and back to Ampang with mama right after she finishes her work. Sad, the ONLY places I’ll travelled. I just couldn’t track the path to OU, Mid Valley, Curve, Alamanda, Sunway or any other places. Sorry mate. Meeting friends or bumping with. Enjoy some movies. Buying lots of sushi along with wasabi and soy sauce, or/and went Sun Moulin to have something to eat. Save, yet scrumptious. :D I love life at this time. I don’t need guy to rebel or love with. Some even warn,
“Didi, kau jangan jual mahal sangat wei. Kau tau, ratio laki pompuan 5:1 skarang.”.
–,= Tak kan nak jual nasi lemak singgit do.. Aku tak nak kawen la. END

But most of the time, day had been spent at home. -.- Watching damn bored flat TV with mundane story board. I slept whenever I feel like to, usually in the dawn. Wake up at anytime, ends up at noon, or maybe late noon.
“Cuba la hidup macam manusia biasa” ayat mama.
Ma always freaks out till now, she’s no longer said a word. And I’ve found out great way to escape from mom’s great jab. Sat silent, not looking at her and let her do her job. She’ll end up flat with nothing to continue. Ma, what else satisfies you? I’m not trying to be rebellious or whatever shite. I’d done all the house chores, but not helping you in the kitchen. Why don’t you just let me be? Yaih, spring clean the house is like my daily routine since the goddamn maid false treat us, said that she’ll return to M’sia after meeting the family. Till now, not even her shadow. Sebadoh.

At home, other then sat back like a squid, we’ll (sis) grab one among the various size and designated shopping bag and walk to nearby Petronas complete with shop mart, Max Value, lecka lecka, bankrupted dunkin donut, craven café, cuci, money exchanger, so on so forth. Our top shopping list, kangkung untuk mengkarung di rumah. No, sayur kangkung, for the rioutious rabbit. And,grab all of chukka idako available, sabi, soy sauce. :D That’s life. Or else, buying chendol and rojak sotong by the reservoir. Nyumm. Other routine, myspacing, hop on to else page, browsing new photos and dropping some kudos.
Lame.

And that’s all my helliday goes by. Sekian

loading

2009-05-19T10:06:00.000-07:00

i'm blogging today and am typing with my right hand only. no offence

i'm laying on my bed, while watching my own tummy reflected on the screen

i went to the doc. he cuts the extensive thread. nothing worse, he's nt even trying to pull them completely off.

i suppose to shower, but the internet sets me apart

and now there is a fly pondering around to compromise its spot to lean on

fag off!

whacked!

2009-05-16T00:55:00.000-07:00

something tragic happened just now. am not going to exagerrate.
in fact, this accident is far way beyond my capability.

it was late afternoon round 4. i deceided to shower.
so i did.
undress.
while i was peeing, my mind soaked with curiosity.
i am going to uncover my bandage(which i mulled over before)
though i shouldn't.
because i should take off the bandage on monday 19th, and seek for the doc on Tuesday 20th,
which is 3 days from now.

but then i am overwhelmed with the bandage and i agreed over myself to take a peek on the stitches(duh, a peek wouldn't be able to harm me right)
furthermore, i don't feel any pain as i raise my left arm which indesirebly rouse my curio to do so.

while i was standing in front of the mirror, just to look at my reflection if there's any circumstances caused, heh
i remove the bandage slowly,
as the stitches revealed, ...

i was dumb-strucked.
hell. it doesn't even look like what i've imagined.
even worse, there's a single string dangling at the end of those stitches
what a nightmare.
it was horrible! it really looks like your mouth been sewed by the thread used by the cobbler
yeah, just like one of the character in the movie Saw if u had ever watched
damn.
why on earth does it has to be remaining string on my stitch!?
was it going to be pulled by the doc in my next visit? shit.

suddenly, my vision turns blurry. everythings blurry.
i shake my head and tap my forehead with my palm to gain my concius back
but it seems that my verdict's making it worse
i lost my vision. it was black.
all i can hear is dashing sounds coming out from nowhere as if i'm in the mid of death
playing warrior game or so whatever.
and
that's through enough.

a few minutes or probably sec. ok, i dont know fr hw long
i found myself laying on the floor.
my shoulders leaning on the wall.
i'm awake with numbness surrounding my whole body
and my head is heavy which face me with lot of difficulties in recouping my visions back.
after a while, my visions had fully recovered.
anyhow, my hands were trembling uncontrollably.

i tried myself to squatt.
then i pull myself over and sat on the bowl with the lid wide open(but the first lid with a round hole is still on)
ah, so what
i just don't have the strength to shut the last lid. let me be.
i sat there splashing my face with some water(from the tap, not from the loo for God sake!)
finally getting better

i looked on the sink
all of the toiletries from the shelf fell down on the sink
i can assure you that i'd hit my head hard on the shelf, and i fell backward
hitting my head again on the wall next.
maybe from the shelf, to sink, then thrown back on the wall.
no, no, that's too much.
ah.. now i know,
the sound.
the sound i heard while i was struggling for my life in some warrior game
it was undeniably the sound as i bang my head on the shelf
and the tolietries tripping on the sink

i threw myself out of from the toilet without even showering
suddenly asked my adik(two of them) for a drinking water while they're watching Spongey
i drank, and slept right away with the towel still on

well, that's the complete story of mine. it wasn't made up
it happened
i don't know why.
probably because of the lack of protein and iron (i don't eat fish)
perhaps due to my lost of blood during operation and my menstrual cyle i'm having nw
or it could be i'm haunted by those terrible stitches?
hah, no offence

yaih

chick brandy

2009-05-09T13:38:00.000-07:00

mabuk

brandy

mabuk brandy

sembat pari

2009-05-09T13:29:00.000-07:00

i used to brag
'heh, aku tak pernah sakit. duk hospital (blagak kuat)'
sumpah aku kuat, tak tipu
dulu jahit dahi(akibat kupu kuning) tak guna bius pun
i don't need general anaesthetic back then
nw only i regret
being hospitalized sucks
boring.
all u can do, lay back, watching tv
going to the toliet
making fun calling out nurse
changing tv prog thousands of time
having pain from needles tickling your vein
taking drugs, drugs, and more drugs
suprisingly, the foods were delicous!
i had minor operation yesterday
outcome/s: unfunctioning left part of the body(upper bod)
can't wait to tantalize those stitches
jahitan sembat pari

sebadoh

ouh, being sick provides me some cash, hoo-yah!

haiwan peliharaan liar

2009-05-09T13:26:00.000-07:00

wild pet

2009-04-30T13:54:00.000-07:00

we had this one pet
the colour, black and white
furry little creature intially
tangled all the way as it grew bigger
bigger
bigger
and bigger
till the day we no longer capable to pet him
rioutious!
run through naive person
making them run amok
he bites
he split the wires
and he bites my finger
he bites ain's face
leaving scars and
pain! as if sharp edges penetrate
and that's our pet
named Dhobit
a rabbit

a wild rabbit(turns to be)

what's up with ogle

2009-03-18T07:58:00.000-07:00

I don’t have any interest in having a relationship or more precise, so called, ‘boyfriend’. I’m not such a staggering human who able to talk on the phone with a man that I met for just a sec or talking anonymously on the phone, suddenly considering them to be friend. Ok friend seems just fine, though a little bit awkward here, but absolutely not boyfriend. Guys should tackle girls with lots of other cool ways of making it happen. Sweet talk is just a lame tactic out of a million which I advise you guys to stop doing it. Hah ha, gila gelabah, ouhkay, go on, but not for me. *as if people interested -_- * I’m such a humble person who doesn’t have any great attractiveness to be or tend to make friend with. Worthless, but can be worth a million. Let’s just not mention girls, let alone guy. I just don’t feel like to greet peeps or my friends not because I’m too snobbish, but that’s the way I am. I’m not arrogant. Or I’m not selling fish at the night market. Hell lah. I always throw back smiles if I ever get one. But most of the time, I’m the one who did this kind of ‘deeds’ to others. Till then, my face is all weary with smile, almost worn-out, so I decided to stop acting like a jerk. Done. I have to admit, The Doors had finally let the cat out of the bag. Peoples are strange, really strange. Ogling for guys was absolutely normal. But then, when I mulled over, we are not Syd Barret, neither Janis Joplin. What’s wrong with human mentality? Am I some other creatures from the other planet with one eye or my legs actually attach on my forearm? Before that, I want you to know, I’m not saying that I am such a well known people, everyone cherishes me, or, everyone loves me. It wasn’t all that. But people love to stare. Not just stare, but with a lot of thoughts in their mind. I admit, I love to stare at people, everyone does, I suppose, but ouh common, let’s not make it too obvious. Especially guys, they had always done with his way. What I went through, some of them, they are not going to withdrawn back their sight from ogling regardless the woman aware of them. I felt uneasy when guy keeps on staring for more than just a glimpse. Not just me, I bet the entire girls do feels the same. There are times when I wish to stare back at them face, making eye contact, expecting they will immediately drawn back. I did. Sometimes. Obviously, it’s such a failure. I’m the one who set ahead. And now I’m dazed and confused. I don’t even know I’m THAT attractive. blah*

HAHHA

sayang

2009-02-26T22:42:00.000-08:00

aku rindu kau orang

NAK BALIK

telefon berbunyi ring ring ring

2009-02-20T05:43:00.000-08:00

Ma called that day while I’m working out. Cycling. “Nak cakap dgn abah?” “Ha, ni ha.” Tiba-tiba. Tak sempat nak jawab.

“Halo!!” His loud voice strikes my eardrum. Bah, I’m no longer using walkie talkies or telefon-tin-buatan-derjah-satu. Tak payah cakap kuat-kuat.

Wah. How extremely happy I am as dad’s voice blast through the speaker.

I let u know, Abah answered his phone calls with earsplitting “HALO!”, everytime. Comel.

That makes us chuckle everytime he answered his phone calls. Regardless who ever he/she is. Ketua polis mahupun butler. Macam la pendengar itu pekak. Mungkin, sangkaan abah, volume set on their phone’s low enough for him to speak louder than ever.

All of a sudden,

Ma : Ha, Ain pun ada ni ha. (Ain adalah mendiang kakak saya. Hotak mendiang, tak, bukan. Real kakak. ;D Ni sebab kau da lama tak contact. Nasib kau masih lagi pojaan hati. wtfook)

Ain : Hello. (angkat dgn jawapan suara ala ala Marilyn Monroe)

Wauh, I almost fell from the bicycle. Sesumpah aku rindu gila keluarga. Suara Jiggly-jiggly sahaja sudah mampu cairkan aku ke lantai.

Inilah kelebihan office mama. Ma can open up conversation with a single button on her phone. At least, that’s what she said. (Boleh connect dgn keramaian yg banyak. Wthole punya ayat).

Then it goes. Borak macam minum Lasinda Cafe kat warong M.Rajoli. Padahal talipon je.

I was so excited talking without even realizing everybody in the gym was staring back at me.

Just like gazing at the flat butt. Full of hatred. Bongok apa budak ni cakap phone kuat-kuat, gelak mcm syahiton sambil berbasikal. Hah ha.

Maaf. Korang apa tahu, wa dah lama tak meet Aziz’s family. Rindu mendalam macam kedalaman swimming pool.

Titiba rasa nak cakap pasal kakak; yg menurut kata mama before(gossip antara mama), “Skrg ni Ain dah tak balik rumah every weekend. Dah selalu pegi library blaja dengan */&%.” Hah ha.

Jadi, sengaja la nak nganjing dia. Memandangkan conversation termasuk abah yang terhormat, kakak pun kemukakan lah alasan yang kukuh lagi konkrit utk menghilangkan bad thoughts which might catch Abah with his great jab.

“Aku pegi belaja la. Blah blah blah bla blah….” Blah la kau

Hah ha. Hit jackpot wei kau punya alasan. Abah jawab dgn selamba la bamba,

“Biasa la tu, selalu orang handsome ni tak pandai. Yang tak handsome pandai.” (TIBA TIBA)

Next….. Jeng jeng jeng, this one makes me stop cycling and did my next routine, which is: rolling on the floor laughing out loud. gila exaggerate Ignoring the stereotype ogles all around me.

“Sebab tu lah abah tak handsome. Tapi abah pandai.” Ceh, he said that. Peghasan oi! Bapak oh bapak.

“Oh, */&% tak handsome la?!” kakak berbunyi sinis. (sebadoh, bunyi cam novel melayu Alagappas)

Before this, kakak used to hook up with this one guy. Other guy. Bukan */&%. Handsome wei. He’s a guitarist from better-kept-secret psychedelic band dari Hindi. ;DD Muka jambu dan baik juga. Ma Bah suka la nampaknya. Dia pun masuk meminang. Tipu gila. Maybe Abah was kind of interested sebab dia talented dalam menggoreng guitar dan well mannered, handsome dan putih juga compared to abah, mungkin. Abah siap mintak dia ajar gorreng. Ouh lupa, straight juga orangnya.

Tapi ibubapa kami kureng sikit kat dia atas sebab musabab yang sangat lah stereotype di antara mereka. Ha.. cepat anda semua! Fikirkan. Apakah jawapannya.

Sebab tak belajar.

Ayat abah, “Asyik GRENGG je. Belajar tak.”

Renungkanlah

-THE END-

kena pulau

2009-02-20T05:12:00.000-08:00

Yesterday, a guy text me asking for mercy perhaps. Hah ha.
“I was scolded by En. Rifae just because I was wearing my bulky headphone while walking. Then suddenly, I feel like I was alone in an island.”

Sorts of.

I answered:

“What should I do then? Invite citizens to your island? Wasn’t it fun to have such a private island?”

Hah ha! Am I answering metaphorically (for his own good. Advice maybe?) Or am just hallucinating or talking nonsense? Tah la. Sorry mate. I’m bad enough to you. You don’t have to treat me that well.

Ouh, don’t worry, I will replace your lighter with a new one. But not in the mean time. Maaf.

Brah. Actually, he’s reminding me of something. I’m dying to go on a vacation since we had our last family vacation at one of the heavenly island.

The other day while having a talk with ma, bah and Ion(sis), dad said his friend ask us to come over to Pulau Kapas. Untuk bercuti la. Ada package hebat kot. Hah ha. Wauh! Heaven~ Lah, tapi nak pegi pulau lain pulak. ;(

The family favors island most as our holiday destination. We really enjoy the sea with picturesque panorama. Bitch-babes. We rode on rodeo-ride-boat without even sensing to puke on each others head nor the boat (konon tak nak contaminate laut) Hang on for the moment as sunset park, and slowly fade. Snorkel. Swim besides turtle, above the sting rays, admiring living coral. Nearly heaven.

Several islands that we had travelled such as Pulau Kapas, Tioman, Sipadan, Mabul, Langkawi, Pangkor never let us down. Unfortunately we haven’t had the chance to travel to Perhentian Island as well as Redang. Sedih kan? So I’m here to loathe my luck of not born to be such a millionaire.

Moreover, the family was hardly gasping for air as we faced with financial problem all this while. Not the family. I am. As well as dad. As he said: “Duit kat bank ada buat apa simpan.” I did practice it. That’s why we were broke. Unlike ma, she had loads because she could manage her cash wisely. Then, she’ll travel and shop along with her friends. Cis, joli sendiri. Bukan nak bawa kita orang sama abah. Nvm, her money.

Any of you who offered FREE family holiday package, together with some amount of cash to spend for some goodies, call me immediately so that we can have a long talk. Yes, I’m desperate enough.

Sebadoh.

peace

pictures aren't perfect. blame the scanner

do participate

2009-02-18T04:59:00.000-08:00

Earth Hour 2009 aims to reach more than one billion people in 1000 cities around the world, inviting communities, business and governments to switch off lights for one hour at 8:30pm on Saturday March 28 and sending a powerful global message that we care enough about climate change to take action.

kooka

2009-02-15T05:20:00.000-08:00

Friends and foe never collaborate. However they add color through the rest of life. I had one. Friend or foe? Perhaps she could answer. ;D

Snakes have venomous ability to kill human in the twinkling of an eye. On the other side, snakes as well possess the bad habit. Bound to be.. .. lazy. Hah ha.

Jadi, today you’re going to meet one of my friend. Tak tak. Bukan ular. Orang la.

Wah, she’s pretty. Such a sweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeet talker. Like we used to nganjing(tease) her, budak yang menatang tebu di bibir. Mana tak nya, this ‘snake’ right here had stung her own teacher. The teacher had falls for someone who’s far younger than his age. Ngeh ngeh ngeh. Hemoh hemoh hemoh. Takpe takpe. Age ain’t nothing but a number. Semoga kekal ke anak cucu.

Boys out there. Beware. She might hunt you next.

Trust me, with her strong poison(mulut tebu) which I couldn’t find till then the secret ingredients, as well as my mom had been poisoned. When first time ma met with this ‘snake’, ma kind of flattered(strange wasn’t it? Never knew snake have the ability to charm mama) HAH HA. What a word. Kindly she converse with ma. Cis. Macam berbalas pantun! ;D Acting extra-well-mannered. Pijak kuman pun tak mati.

Sampai skrg, everytime ma called, there must be a question or two, or probably more, “***** buat apa?”, “Ha… blaja la dgn dia”, most frequently, “Kirim salam kat *****”. Padahal room mate lain ada je, tak plak suruh. Hah ha, itulah mama. Cepat sangat rebah.

***** kata nak kahwin 21? Kui kui. G o o n s a j a k a k. ;DD Kau kan nak sangat jadi mama muda.

Ambik report card untuk anak nanti, cikgu/mat kantin/cleaner/mates dtg tanya anak. “Eh, is that your sis?” Wah, muda muda. That’s what you bluntly said kan? Ha, dah dah. Tak yah nak sorok-sorok bawah selimut-best-pondan-bunga-bunga kau tu. Esok aku kasi koyak since kau penjahit yg baru amateur.(dengki.dgn.selimut) Hah ha!! Oh lupa, yes, she’s a part-time tailor. ;DD

Let’s get straight.
If I ever had a chance to stab her, I will. Yes I will.

I'll kill her

I did sharpen my dagger frequently.

Why? Because.. . she repeatedly asked over, “Didi, yok a makan roti canai esok!” (fyi, kalau nak makan roti canai kat sini kena bangun pagi, sbb warung tu kat lua compound dan kena rebut dgn laki) The next morning, she’s stuck on her bed. Sleeping constantly as if paralyzed. Eyes closed. Hah ha, makan roti dalam mimpi.

I kept bragging her(with everyone actually) “Aku dah makan banyak. Consume fat pandai tapi break down fat tak.” I said so. Nak buat camana, that’s the fact.

There she goes, “ yok ah didi gi gym esok!” tahukah anda, dialah harapan Negara.

Till then, I’m the one who move my own butt to the quite-bore-gym. Alone.

Just now, “ Wei, aku ingat nak ikut kau Di. Esok ah esok ah.” Campak ikan buntal kang! Her words speaks louder than action. Dah selalu sgt eardrum ni function utk dgr bnda yg sama.

That’s the bad part of her. TAPI, ada banyak je benda yg best kat ular. Ular suka menjalar. Rare. Tapi tak kan la nak tulis benda best je. Tak hidup la. Tak rok la

Enough now. Untuk tuan punya badan, I’ve made it just for you. Sincerely. ;DD Inform me if u would like this post to be deleted.

story of a friend

2009-02-08T01:10:00.000-08:00

She’s a friend of mine. Blab to me with some stories. It goes…

Woke up this morning, she’s wondering if she’d ever get rich.

On the other side of the story, she used to study Mechanical during high school in one of the technical school approved by the ministry. With full of attention, she’ll be practically amused when it comes to Mechanical subject. Learning some carbon structures, percentage of austenite, ferrite, pearlite in carbon. The strength ability, ductility, malleability, hardness.

Not to forget, idiocy welding without any goggles on, observed through bare naked eyes, just to act heroic. Inattention to teacher’s warned. As the result, eyes get swollen, redden, non stop watery. Vision transforms blurry mode. That’s it. She’s allowed to go back home. Wauh, home sweet home. Feels happy but foolish certainly of making disruption.

When it comes to Engineering Drawing, ED, immediately, energetic mood emerge from nowhere unlike studying History. As it requires only lines and little bit of curves, most of us can make it in no time. Whatever it is, still, it is far way easier than reading text book word by word and mesmerizing it. Such a waste of time. She scored terrible in others but never for ED as well as Mechanical. Yah, she’s worth pain in the ass.

Well determined to further in the field of aeronautical engineering, with satisfactory grades in SPM, (gold for ED, Mathematics, AND Mechanical only, silver for others) she was offered for matriculation 1 year programmed. With no any other offers, she’d decided to go for it. Hoping she could jump to do her degree in aeronautical next. At the same time, could shorten her study duration.

As time slowly fades, …

to be continued

roll

2009-02-07T00:16:00.000-08:00

main air

men from mars, women from venus

2009-02-06T23:59:00.000-08:00

The day topic, men from mars, women from Venus. Sounds cliché, but let’s put ahead this subject. I just feel like typing that topic. Hah ha. Nothing interrelated to that book. I haven’t read them anyway. Baik lah. Let’s start. I read some books back then. And now am trying to do some read back again to polish up my terrible skill in English. The book goes by The Tales of Ordinary Madness written by Bukowski. Yeah, the mad book, for the madman. Perfect. But, I’m not even going to blab regarding this book. Frankly said, I was still in page 21. Kah kah kah. Cool eh, at least I still have more pages to go. Enough said.

Ouhkay, I read this book title My Sister from the Black Lagoon, authors: Laurie Foxx. It was not a blown up title after all. That’s real. My sis recommends the book to me, as she is the one who always shares stuff with me. From books, to room, then a perfect ogling ;D, to shoes, clothes, music, to mimicking momma and abba, fib, ah.. banyak sangat. Sumpah dia tak kedekut langsung.

Back to book. As mad as it sounds, the stories narrate a girl named Lorna who lives with her sister, Lonnie, the mad one, together with their parents. What captivates me most is the way, the narrator, Laurie, stir the mood of curiosity blends with WOW, which I still ponder by now, does someone who resembles Lonnie really exist in this planet?? Or does she really exist at the Black Lagoon out there? Ha ha, tak tahu. Lonnie. Lonna. Lonnu. Hah, the name was Lonnie. She loves to use the word “Ooze”. Which I’m not so sure what does it really mean?

Have you ever heard of someone who can’t take toast in the morning because of fearing the toast? Well Lonnie does. In the morning, the day where mum served toast for breakfast, Lonnie refuses to eat. She believes toast is surrounded with sharp edges and there’s no way of eating razor mad meal. Dad, totally freak out. “Just eat the f**king toast! Nothing’s gonna harm ya!”. This is kind of scene Lorna need to face everyday.

Lonnie kind of sick with dad. Because of him, she had to go for Heintz-Heintz Hospital frequently to have her head check. “Yeah, I’m the one who’s crazy. Because Lorna doesn’t have her head checked. Lorna can go to school, but I don’t.” “My job is playing with my mon-stah.”

At some point, after the family drained with so much trouble, dad decided to send Lonnie to sickbay. Mom and Lorna were really sad. Both of them had already got used to the presence of weird man creatures living together. After all, she’s still a human being.

In the car, en route to send Lonnie, she was busy playing with the lighter. While dad make fuss with mom concerning sending Lonnie way far from home, she purposely light up the fire on a piece of paper. Let it burn. In the car. The paper Lorna used to write on, a poem made for her mom to read. Mom splashed some coffee to settle down. Not enough with that, Lonnie set her dad’s hair on fire next.

Weyh, tak achi la cani. If you would like to know more, subscribe my blog. Monthly payment will be charged. Hah ha. Go find yourself. Worth buying.

trendy vs brandy

2009-01-22T04:22:00.000-08:00

Ha, talking bout trendies, mostly, human kept pointing to each other, even themselves literally, of being such a trendy dig. Pegi minum brandy la oi. Without even realizing, they, themselves, were acting one. Ye, tipu la tu tak. Kan kan?

Ok, just face it. One day, u saw someone, wearing a cool shades, bentuk bintang cam nada-ass, or maybe jumpsuit, trench coat, baju kurung topshop, u saw others wear, then u’ll be like, man, damn cool. The next day, u’d decide to find one, or maybe u just accidentally bump in with one, the very next moment u’ll grab it and wear it obviously.
As if, u wear it first.
As if, u yourself design it.
As if, u r the only one who have it.
As if, u r not keeping an eye on someone before.
Or maybe, u were browsing through the internet, Elle, Charles n Keith, Prada or so whatever, opt for something that similar to those, or, for the millionaires, just bought it immediately without mull over twice or thrice. Cis. Benci si kaya.

Or maybe,.. Lets talk some music. U listen to some great sound from rahdio-haramjadah. Ah, tak kesah la dr mana pun. Then, blab to your peers. Boast that u heard it since u were 6. Cit cot cot cet. Weh, lagu ni cam best ni. Indie ni. Hindi ni. Hindu ni. Electro ni. Dangdut ni. Padahal, bende tu da lama exist. Cis. Baik dgr arena pop.

Enough typed, okay, based on this blown up story, let me ask, tak ke trendie tu cik adik katak?

Yah, I admit, I hv great annoyance towards trendies. Tp takleh la nak salahkan/ tak pasal2 nak membenci/ annoyed org cani. Or worst, to your great annoyance, those who obviously following yr steps. I mean, following yr trend, style, the way of don those hijab. Cam InTrend. Hak Hak Hok Bluecht haih tahi.

Ouh. That’s utterly common. Human nature that is. Throw away yr snobbish-look. Or else kalau susah sgt, just fake it. Sumpah tak susah. Nak aja? So, no need to get irritated towards yr peers. We are human beings. At least I’m not. I’m some other creatures, humanoid living in some cool-cold-cubic. Eh, tak nak la, nak Rubik’s that u won’t ever get to solve, slightly different from human being, greenish side on my face. Dah dah. Sebadoh. Tak bahik. I’m humble human being, and human, exist with the greatness of Allah. Alhamdulillah. *wauh, such a good ending*

hey-hoe

2009-01-22T04:00:00.000-08:00

Wholly crap
I’m typing
whey, what should newbies do eh?
Nvm
I notice, everyone, duh, not everyone, practically all of them, same creatures as u, post their blog which I find out quite interesting though. But some are ridiculous-shite-u-better-stop-boasting-off. Sorry. But so what? That’s just their thinking/thoughts, their own way of exaggerating, ouh not to forget, own way in showing off. Hah ha. Sorry, couldn’t stop. The thing is, I’m here NOT to be such a trendies, though a lil bit I am generally *sigh*, I’m here to share some great thing-ey, I bet, most likely to improvise my lingua franca( cam penah dgr ayt ni. yah, SEdARAH la aku failed often ). I scored 6c in my history SPM paper( well, it motivates me lot, bluecht, muntah darah ). In fact, English lecturers kat matric pun suroh update blog. Luckily not Mdm Hasliza. (ma‘am, that’s yr name! be proud) hah ha, sebadoh.