Malay soon...

Well malay now. haha... Aftertaste lingering, of pentas. Feeling anak seni mana tah. Do leave comments about the new template.
i'm not sure how it looks to the masses. Not that im being self concious. Just curious to know.

Zapin Telok Belangah, Zubir Abdullah. A great song i chanced upon again after so long. Suara macam Yan in this song. Youthful type of voice. Nice gelombangs.

Hai Telok Belangahlah namanya!....
Pahlawan Putih

Kembalilah ku bertahta...

(Firstly let me ask that whatever that is written here be kept here. Take it as i never said anything.)

Im back...
Just finished sleeping for 7 hours. Last night ended up lepaking too. I enjoy lepaking or actually just a gathering cos it the time you really get to know people. Like i told Siddiq, i sit quietly, observing people and try to figure out their backgrounds. Know your enemy and the victory is yours - Sun Tzu's Art of War.
One of the two nights ago we were asked what we felt about each an every person sitting at the table -first impressions and all. Who we liked, who we feel are our role models. Nothing new, i was described as a pendiam. Usually starts this way then slowly i'll get more open. Like it took me a year in Tumpat.

About tumpat, i have stopped going for trainings. i feel used and am still in part of the boycott. The thing that really pissed the neraka hutomah out of me was after i stomped out of the CC half way through practice, Dapi still has the audacity to ask me for a set of lyrics. Kadang kala kalau terlalu jaga hati orang sangat boleh mencetuskan masalah tertentu, tapi kalau tak jaga hati terus ibarat menjabat tangan dengan pelacur di malam hari... Im waiting for dapi to just die ah. Then maybe tumpat can start crawling again. Buat aper ada ketua buta?

Because of this my blood Mee kuah content is low. Aku rindu mamak nyer mee goreng jugak kat Haig road. Aku rindu jamming dengan the guys especial Suhardi and Indrah. Indrah singing "Mengapa tak seindah dulu". sigh

Back to pentas. The audience was the bomb. When we were performing it was almost like they were lauging at ten seconds intervals. The rough story is like this.
Tipah is a tom boy. She has 3 guy friends Din, Usop and Bob. Din, who was Tipah;s chilhood love was kidnapped by Pirates/thieves when they were small. Then Tipah was mocked about not being like 'other girls'. So she went to a transformation and both Usop and Bob got attracted. So Tipah was in a dilemma. So she ran away to a cave where fairies dwell there and danced for her. Then PST came in...

We were the penyamuns/pirates. Our entrance was the most lepak shite. We finished robbing and was making our way back to the gua. We came down from the auditorium stealing stupid stuff. I brought a fan from home lah. Most didnt bring anything so they had to borrow from the school like fire extinguisher the big tong sampah. I cried laughing when Aiman came up and did a cik leh impression for the deaf. He had really pink cheeks and a tahi lalat and i told him to finish it of with lipstick. He chose pink lah. (We all had to be made up but Aiman's the weirdest) Aiseman. Salute to aiman. Recalling this i forgot what else was funny.

I think i've done around ten times already but i would like to Thank Raq again for taking pics for me. Sorry the bad seats. How was it like to see your cousin like that? hahah

Di Atas Pentas..na na na na na

PST. I look like girl. CIS burger betol.

Fid and Sidiq giving the President a love bite.

After all those days, i can finally put my finger on some people. After the show, in the toilet, three guys meticulously doing their hair. When i asked, they say they were going back home. Fishy Fishballs!!! Hotak dorang ah.
Then PST had to push our platform up the the stupeed steep road and go one whole stupeed round cos the door was too small. Mind you only three guys(the sincere hard working ones) before i pulled aiman to help out. Sweating it out while stupeed individuals did their stupeed hair. Mak kau macam gay.

This is when you can tell the true blue dikirians and the people who are in it for the lime light. One of the three guys also had this habit of looking at the germ across the sea and not the elephant an inch from his face. Kuman di seberang laut di besar besarkan, Gajah di depan tak nampak. So many who try to lead, competing. Bah hum bah i say.
Tatatertib tak betol nak dorong langkah kumpulan.

Person 'A'. I would like to get to know you. You intrigue me. You may have all the answers to my queries. And you can answer them even without a word. I find myself amazed at every myth, about you, you dissolve. I would like to lie blanketed by stars, marinating in moon light with you having a proper conversation. I want to know more everytime you drop a glance at me. I want to be transported in you gaze. I want to love you. Wont you allow me 'A'?
Why worry? theres no person 'B' ...

On other things...

Hafez's Testimonial
"a laidback relaxed type of person who
dont give two hoots abt wats goin ard
him but can be quite a perfectionist if
he's doin things he takes pleasure in...

so irfan, did i hit the spot what ive just
describe about ya? :)"

Well how to say ah. Partially correct maybe? keke. I am a hypocrite (come and hate me), split personalities when with different groups of people. Its just natural. Laidback? relaxed? i try to be but i havent reached that yet. In my quiet periods of contemplation, i worry alot. About anything and everything. I DO care about whats going around me even though i may seem indifferent sometimes.
Again I try to make things perfect but i know there can never be such a thing. I also try to keep it real and not expect much. Am is mentally prepared cos theres always things that could happen.
And it would be hard to fit me in a spot. Im more like a the intricate carvings on the keris. Everychanging. Adapting in everyway.

The forty days is up btw, i think.
Helfi told me i might die on friday cos i was born on friday. I got chills when he took out this big calendar book thing and i found out i was born on friday. Fridays have this significance in Islam. How?
Well nothing actually. I just want to change. for the better before the birds chirp no more for me.

Im in the middle of two poems i have not end. Oh Procastination why have you come?

Listening to Hetty Koes Endang's Seruling Bambu gets me in this depressed mood/mode.

Malay soon...
Pahlawan Putih

Harlo

Im at the extreme extent of fatigue that my brain's having a hard time generating a good title. All in mind now is pentas. It has been so for the past week. Man. As mamat warned, the stress has gotten will and already got into some of our nerves. The repeats. The last minutes. The bad rep - Mesti ada yang tak kena. The long long long long long hours. Like on monday which was my mom's birthday, i didnt even get to see her. (hehe bad son didnt get her anything) though still the issue is i didnt get to see my mom sia one whole day.

On the other end of the rainbow however lies something worth more than a pot of gold. (<-sounded cheesy) haha. Hubungan Silhraturrahim yang rapat. Each day is greeted by the same faces. Annoying ones too. hah. (literally) night and day bonding. Dengar dengar i have a new favourite phrase which i just used in this sentence. haha. To long of an exposure to radioative pst mates.The past two nights/mornings have been spent in the most unusual way. Okay so practice is fine. Then decide to lepak sekejap at habibie (techno under renovation). Then sekejap becomes longer and longer and eventually (cock-doddle-do)its morning!. On wed morning it was till 5.30am then 6.30am this morning. MACCAOO

I miss home food. The food they provide is very nice though it's quite dry without gravy/kuah most of the times. Still i miss home food. I takeaway-ed a fillet-o-ikan student meal then re-heated mom's ikan sumbat lada. I cannot tahan ah.. hahaha

Tonight i plan to sleep properly. okay almost time already.
See you soon.

Tengah kuyu...
Pahlawan

Busy = Preoccupied?

In the past few weeks or so, i have been monitoring my page views count. Sort of suprised there was a steady number of visits. About 50 on average a day. Well if i subtrack 8-10 (no. of times i view this page) that means ard 40 people visited my site everyday. I would like to thank patrons (esp taggers) of this less than attractive/entertaining site. Thank you ;D

Might not be blogging as frequently as before. This coming week would be a whole lot to deal with, just as the past three days have proved.

Thursday
Pentas Rehearsal
The mood was somewhere in between tense and too tired to bother. Too much wasted.

Friday
Training Again.
Only a few showed up.
the table was opened to discussions.

"Kalau korang ada anything yang tak memuaskan atau ada yang tak kena, jsut say it out"
When they asked me, i didnt know what to say. Everything that happens is part and parcel of Dikir.
The punctuality, or lack thereof. The people who gets on your nerves. The pseudo emotions. The under the rug braggings. The seem like we're getting nowhere practices. The lack of compliance. The talk when someones talking habit A.K.A never listen. The draggy smoking breaks. The talk more than action attitude. The "mana dia pergi tak tau bilang" shit. The invite people who interrupt the session nonsense.

About faults, i can take it when people point my faults. Only if i see the person is in the position to. And i dont mean senority. If your shit, im not gonna listen to your presumptious shit. Yes i must admit that i have quite a large ego and pride for that matter. I prefer to acknowledge my mistakes on myself and change where suitable. They say "Look at yourself"/"Tengok cermin dulu" Have you done that?
The leaders have been doing a good job though so far. And i think i am okay with everyone in the team.

"Aku risau tengok kau diam aja" Haha again. No need for risau or worries. Diam diam aku berisi. Insyaallah. hahah

Saturday
Took over mamat to train Yu ying sec school dikir guys with Aiman and hidayat. Main karut for a while. Lame part takda instruments to work with. Nonetheless it was fun.
Went to town for a while and plans were foiled.
Then straight off to Cik Tipah's for Kakak Leen's Engagement.
Thats some delicious Bamia (spelling?) we ate for the occasion. Mom tak bawak any back at all (thus in cranky-im-hungry mode).
"Hey Its ur cousin's engagement and im talking about food" -- heh sorry. But i swear it was the bomb with either bread, or rice.

Kakak ya, kakak leen

Engaged. Samad and Fazleen

Groom-to-be with brother and sister-in-law and future in-laws - Cik tipah and uncle bakar

The crowd was insatiable

Their wedding is expected to be on September. Woohoo. Finally a close relative's wedding. Consphermk kecoh habis habisan. Btw they've only known each other for 3 weeks. I had to ask...

I'm going off to bathe and get back to Nad's gift.

Nyangi song mata kaji semari seng
Pahlawan Putih

Cobaan



Overdosing on a few of P. Ramlee's films. I forgot how much i enjoy Pendekar Bujang Lapok. Had a good laugh 1am in the morning. Its all in the name of research. Of the Three, if i could chose who i would play, it would be Sudin. haha
Mambang mabok minum brandy

Other films i watch, Tun Fatimah, Hang tuah and Ali baba bujang lapok. Ali baba was lamer compared to Pendekar. But again Sudin, in Ali baba - the scene at Kassim baba's house after ali baba became rich. haha
"Aku sumpah aku tak nak (refering to the 1000 darham)"
(Listening to Ruffedge's Goyang btw haha)

Training for pentas has been okay. We've got a abit-smoother-than-rough idea of the whole set. In ambivalence at the moment. Still not sure of the future.
Moving away from vague descriptions, we - mamat, shafik and i went back to school on Tuesday even though it was supposed to be an off day. keke. Introduction to the SAA. Kira Baju at the SAR. Gantung semua chantek chantek.
You're never in the club until you've participated in the lepak-ing ritual. Like an initiation. Every group would have their marked territory where they usually crash to after practice. Usually a coffeeshop. Asalkan ada teh and lighter dah puas - ciggarattes from the reluctant friend "Sebatang...". haha.. For me it used to be haig road (maybe still is). But techno seems fine in a first impression.
+ves: TenderBest and an under the stars by a small road setting.
-ves TenderBest the only halal stall there and round tables too awkward to join together when the group gets large.
I have a thing for Tea-o peng by the way -Bitter sweetness....
If only i was an extrovert. If only i talked more. If only i didnt get redundantly nervous.
Fun pillion riding on Mamat and Shafik's bike. It would be way funner if i was driving though. I must say the helmet is a false sense of security. Last time i took a ride was with Ardi just going from one end of haig road to the other. Darnishington, now im all ready to get a bike.
haha. December, december, december.... wahaha.

Oh hey.. haha.. My first english poem
well the message i was trying put across revolves around the saying, Too much of a good thing is a bad thing.
Humans are the only mammals capable of refining substances and isolating them for our suvival. Because we have control over this form of purity we may tend to misuse it. For example, the chances of someone developing Diabetes is very low lets say if he does have refined sugar at all and depended on the sugar cane juice etc. Natural forms of things are complex and thus prevent likelihood of misuse and thus great ill.
Also i saw a small "Poison" sign on my cough syrup. Obviously poisonous if consumed extravagantly.
The "packaged in a box" part refers to the commercial products that literally come in a box like table salt etc.. and also television as a source for purity.
In this sense, drama is purely drama. So many twist and turns. But life is much complicated than that and a person can experience many emotions at one time. Life isnt as dramatic as what we see on the tube but we tend to imagine if life were as exagerated and sometimes hope this exaggeration might come in our love lifes or as equivilant. These days keeping it real becomes quite tough as we are fed with deception most of the times.

Its pretty complicated but we all understand it. We're in a rat race only because we are forced to follow the currents of this country.

I thought it was a Casino issue not a Casinos issue. Bloody. I better get out of here before it floods or (touch wood) something worst. I hope the part of sentosa with the casino sinks and collapses. (My computer table made of wood)

Like weights of my chest, spine, shoudler, head temple, knees and arms.

Mungkin satu hari nanti...
Pahlawan Putih

Experiment Rima Inggris

Been filling up my free time online bloghoppping. I personally like the close-eyes-click-wherever-at-the-links menu. Quite a pain to visit blogs that exist just so the owner can declare he/she has a blog in real life. Like those malayee types. But you know, i know its their business. Something i cant shake off is the profile section. The content of their likes and dislikes.
Very typical--
Dislikes: Hypocrites, backstabbers, and mats and minahs.
Who in their sane mind would enjoy the company of hypocrites and backstabbers? Its rhetorical just like you dont have to write all that bullshit down. To my friends you have this going on, i apologise but do take it down. heheh. We are anyway our own hypocrites...

And so bloghopped somemore. (I almost felt like transforming to a bunny) Landed on some great sites. Most enjoyed reading some poetry. This inturn made me want to try. I've been only concentrating in malay pantuns so far so why not?

Purity
It comes invited
sometimes short sighted
always refined
from that we pined
slowly but surely
dominating our lifes
blinding our eyes
comes packaged in a box
that sly cunning fox
our knees go weak
everytime we take a sip
when things go bleak
and we're lost at the tip
our greatest skill
becomes a downfall
causes a great ill
Oh my, have we hit a wall?
Our body cant handle purity
Our minds wont tolerate its generosity
It brings trouble
Ocassionally on the double
Just watch what you consume
or pain will resume.


To be or not to be?
Pahlawan Poetic

Indian-ish

To be more exact, Classical indianish. Spent most of the time online yesterday looking for classical indian songs. Just in the mood i guess.

Photoshop has really open new doors. Started this up from scratch - Plain pic of canvas, henna designs and the brush. My thanks to the deco brush. I forgot from who. haha.

Saturday
Started the day with a trip to Pasir Ris Park. Ajak-nenek-keluar-outings. The kite flew, but didnt soar. Three sisters bermesyuarat, bersepakat. haha i didnt know what that meant. Exciting. Something big is finnally happening.

Then there was a recording at school. Ngee Ann poly needed to take a few clips of us practicing, and answer some questions. Mamat tolak balak to me. haha. I didnt know what to say and anyways Sobah did most of the talking.
Mamat sure is under alot of pressure. Few things i can imagine that are lingering in his mind: Pentas. Khatulistiwa. Reputation of PST. Having to answer to the guys at the top. One man shouldering the responsibility from that all.
During practice on friday we had a good laugh at the start. Then it was about to go ugly but it didnt. My salute to Chip penyamun, mamat.

Guys, Book Pentas Tix from me!.
$6 each.
29th april, Friday.
Doors open at 7pm.

Interestingly on this day i manage to talk to people on a more personal basis. Most of my questions were answered. But now i begin to wonder where i stand.
Theres a nice road ahead. Maybe too cluttered with shurbs and hanging branches from roadside trees. So a nice well tarred road but i dont know where it goes or if theres a toll booth up ahead.
We all know theres a price to pay.

Aiyar. :l
Pahlawan Putih

Tie and Dye

Thy shall stitch like the grannies on TV.


Thy shall have Micheal Jackson hands while pulling the strings.


Thy shall bathe it in freshly boiled blood.


Thy shall preserve some of its aspects.

...Thy final product?

First colour: Scarlet
Second colour: Kingfisher
Third colour: Navy

I would say i havent improve at all. Some stitching habits are hard to change.
If only i used Pagoda red instead of scarlet. The red looks orangey.

PS: Sarah, Helfi and Zaini. sorry guys i was just too impatient to get it over and done with. I took out the stitches all at 1am in the morning. Imagine that. Now you know how impatient i am? I wish the best for you tie and dye projects.

Difficult to please. Easy to tease.
Pahlawan Putih

Maluuuuuu

I wish i could remove that embarrassing moment from my life.

After friday prayers i asked mom from money to buy carrots and bleach (Totally unrelated.). Listening to Ms Jade feat Timbaland and Nelly furtado - Ching ching chin, i stepped into the lift with the two bags of unrelated items. I thought the coast was clear and the doors were already partially shut anyway. That was when i got abit siaow. I was kuranghajarly mimicking (badly btw) rappers with the bleach as my mic while doing the hand movement thing. Abeh squeezed in a pull the pants like i got an itch thing. Basically it was funny till the door failed to close and instead open back with an auntie at the doorstep. She went "Whoa" as if she saw an elephant in the lift. then she laughed and smiled profusely. "You lancing ah? hahah"

Wah lau. Embarassing sia.
I shall be more alert the next time i plan to do my nonsenseses in the lift.

What about my ching ching ching?
Pahlawan Putih

Coincidentally a coincidence

Remember the previous post where i mentioned Garfield? Weird thing was that on the same day while channel surfing, Kids central was playing garfield. Garfield was playing the Pied Piper. found it entertaining cos the whole story ryhmed.


After the first dye, my hands turned orange-red. I didnt mind it at all and was looking forward to people who didnt know what i did to acheive the drippy red stains. Planned to make up stories and see how many i can manage to do. Examples "Semalam ada kenduri. Aku rewang tolong masak Ayam Masak Merah" or "I'm working at a factory packaging henna" or "i robbed a bank and was red handed" hahaha. Unfortunately it was coincidentally shortlived. I needed my hands to be cleaned for an important reason. Soap doesnt usually works. When in sec 4 we found out bleach was a more effective alternative.

Lots more stuff happened that made me look back with my eye brows poised in wonder( a bit like The ROCK's trademark). Something's fishy. hmmm

I've noticed a pattern in my pathetic life. It goes like this. When i imagine things to happen. It wont happen. Like let say going on a fishing trip. If i imagine it to be a clear sunny day and there be lots of catch, well something other than that will happen. So i found a way to ensure the fishing trip would be enjoyable. I would take a few minutes to imagine every possible disaster that could happen thus what ever i imagine, it wont happen. Confused? so am i. Thus i am the pessimist that i am. It helps the karma/qada' dan qadar. hahaha as if. but it really works.

Hope i get that assignment. Darn it. $100 per hour. the shiet. Actually i dont mind any as long as i get it. Dont ask.

Gonna finish up my tie and dye asap and go do some other stuff.

Roti+Cheese+Curry. Masyaallah.

Kawarasan melarikannya diri dari ku,
Pahlawan

Padahal Padahal

Not sure whats up, but these few days i have been using "padahal padahal" as frequent as "by the way". Actually more frequent. Most times under my breath. Basically "padahal x2" means (hmm..how to explain) highlighting the fact that something didnt happen. Instead something else did. 100% sarcasm.
Is this being cynical?

No! im turning into Garfield.
Lasagne!

What ever it is, it is.

Hitam tak mungkin putih dan putih tidak mungkin hitam.
Kalau hitam, hitamlah ia.
Kalau putih, putihlah ia.
Mungkin kelabu di pertengahan.
Tidakkan merah tanpa pengaliran.

Somethings, best left under the covers. Hidden like a treasure. Away from the prying eyes that seek pleasure. Tidak wajar dipaparkan dan di buat rangka untuk digantung padanya pencacian.

Went to Helfi's yesterday for lontong goreng heaven and tauhu sambalicious sambak. -- dont worry that didnt make sense. According to the invite, it was a chill out. Words i dont expect from the mouth of a person who adores the phrase "tempoh hari". Tapi serious ah sedap. Only the acid tongue burning type of heat though. Panting like courage the cowardly dog.

Finally. Once and for the rest (sorry im out of ideas. Thus lame attempts.) i got rid of the fun buddy virus. No more buddy icons.

The Meatrix.(click) Got the link from Jamie Oliver's Site. Go check it out. Especially the animation. If mats see this, they would give it a 5 star rating, and Shout "Lepak sia". Even probably if they didnt understand a single word.

Especially for Monseuir Jasmine. hehe
Well the song Ada Apa Denganmu is about this girl that wants to fly. And so she dreams about it everyday and then one day she flies. hahaha no lah

Ok seriously, the song is about a guy who cant marry this girl because they are from different classes/caste. hahaha no lah. Like Dilwale Dulhania Le Jayenge.

Hahahah okay jas sorry. The song is about the guy admitting to his mistakes and being honest about them and so asking for this girl to forgive him. But the girl fails to express her stand and doesnt change. Thus the title Ada apa Denganmu which roughly translates as "What's up with you". haha but im serious.

Ear worm. A song that stuck firmly in one's head.
Currently the song that the fat lady sings in the Heineken ad you know something that goes like "...So let me love you, Chili i'm the one." "Yo Chili, I cant sit tight... like the islands of Fiji..."

Back to the fat lady song. I've been using it to tease my brother. Though technically i am already 17, i have this competition with my youngest brother on who each others "girlfriend" is. It can be anyone appearing on the media. His usual reply is Shuddupaah. Even when i dont say anything, by just making a face he knows its coming. hahah the fun i have. For now his "girlfriends" are Ana (from Lat the Kampung boy) the fat lady from the ad, Ariel from little mermaid and i cant recall the rest.

Somebody smack me up to act my age. hahaha

Gonna bathe then wait for a call.

Dan aku Khilafku
Pahlawan Puteh (Pronounced unbaku-ed)

Dying

I brushed my teeth for a whoopedeedoodaa 15mins while waiting for the computer to load. They now feel surreal to the tip of my tongue. Ahh i like this short sensation that invokes a sense of invincibility. I HAVE CLEAN TEETH/TOOTHS AND I SHALL RULE THE WORLD!!! hahaha

My arms and fingers have been made slaves to the artistic drive i currently am suffering from. Wanna just finish the tie and dye and see what happens. Gona dye the first colour tommorrow (thus the title: Dying.)


Seeing Arni having a post on her dream, i guessed i'll do one too.

I saw two cobras, one was definately a king cobra, hoods fanned out in offensive position. The king cobra won though cos maejikkally it possesed arms proportionate to its body. When i woke up i recalled a cartoon, maybe ninja turtles, which had a bad guy resembling to the king cobra.

The snake may also be seen as phallic and thus symbolize dangerous and forbidden sexuality. The snake may also refer to a person around you who is callous, ruthless, and can't be trusted. As a positive symbol, snakes represent transformation, knowledge and wisdom. It is indicative of self-renewal and positive changes.

Seeing a cobra in your dream, represents creation, and creative energies. Some situation or relationship has you hypnotized.

Seeing others fighting in your dream, suggests that you are unwilling to acknowledge your own problems and turmoil. You are not taking any responsibility or initiative in trying to resolve issues in your waking life.

I wont say i believe in this things. But sometimes you just dont know. hmmm.


Too much screen. Seriously.need.to.go.out. Today i spent my day worshipping the TV and computer. Thats while i was toturing my fingers tightening raffia. man oh man. Maybe i'll convince myself now i'll attempt jogging tommorow morning.


And then maybe when i wake up i'll just convince myself out of jogging. Fullerton.

Pentas training tommorow. Funny how mamat smses to everyone the day before a practice. And the msgs seem template-ised. haha It like "tommorow @ 5.30 dun be late" followed by a count down eg "two more weeks to &$#$@ so dun be late. thanx". Entertaining ah. Technically, 19 days left.

Setapak Langkah Pantang Surut...
Wanna tackle that for the fun of it.

Hate the world im living in. What we want becomes what we need. Twisted plasticity

What do women realy want/need?
Pahlawan Putih

Uhh i can explain.
hahahaha

Helfi:
IRFAN! PAHLAWAN PUTIH! SYUKRAN! inilah yg membuat aku bertambah sayang kat ko?? hehe...

Im not sure why for the choice of words. hahah.. Ko macam g^y ah helfi. hahah dah termasuk dalam golonggan org-org freaky. keke ko tau lah.

Anyhows, you're welcomed. Whats all the hoohaa about?
He requested a template change. This time the aim was just to have fun with photoshop. Though maybe a bit gaudy but for fun mah. Used a whole lot of cirratus's brushes. From 7 all the way too 10, editing and editing. Tiring no.
Dengar dengar nak belanja open table kat Gurame? hehe.. Sesungguhnya aku telah menjadi saksi akan perjanjian ini. Aku nak ikan yang terbang tu.

Been eating quite alot in the recent weeks. Ate close to nothing while i was unwell and my appetite has since improved. At teeny weeny bit too much. Nothing about weight or anything. Just that i said "Im gonna run everyday so i can retake my nafa and probably get a grade this time". Cant help if i suck at 2.4km.

I think i know the cause of obesity in malays. Its the Bagedils. Yes. Believe it or not they have the power to make a woman take out the measuring tape. See the potatos are fried then mashed. Then dipped in egg and fried. Thats double frying and egg yolk is high in fat. There you go, Bagedils those backstabbing delicious morsels. The Bagedil is not your friend.

Danggit. Danngkedengdeng. Like i said i have a knack at sucking when im even slightly confident. My results were way below the level of personal satisfation. I knew hazel would do so much better. If i only i was more geniusy like angel. Wah liau.

I'm finished with my pulling. If the tie and dye doesnt turn out right, i wont blame it on my pulling. Would be the stitches.

Peterpan - Ada apa denganmu?

Oh, hanya malam
Dapat meleburkan segala rasa
Yang tak terungkapkan
Tapi mengapa, kau tak berubah
Ada apa denganmu?

More like Ada apa denganku?

Every one now with a rock song.
Pahlawan Puteh

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Exam Results for 0400XXXXI
LSc & U: C+
CSAS: B
FC: D+
MSt@: C+
BMic: C+
BNF: C+
MDSS: C+

Hmm.. fairly dissapointed. Mixed with some relief. I think i was close to a B for most. But why??? Darn it. Consistency isnt as good as it seems heh. Nonetheless im still quite happy i avoided a supplementary paper. I wished i did better for math. All that hard work.

Choli is the blouse for the sari i think. anw, the first time i heard this song was when Norleena Salim and some other actor were dancing to the song on tv. Quite some years ago. Soon after the song was blasting at the Geylang Bazaar during ramadhan. Never seen the movie. think Madhuri was in it.
I like to banghra? maybe.

Stupid joke of the week,
Mengapa sulit untuk buat filem hindustan di Indonesia?
Kurangnya Pohon.



Finally i took time to learn how to use the P/h/o/t/o/s/h/o/p v7 programme. Thanks again koonie for the pirated CD. hahah. Made the graphic up there. Thinking of printing it on a t-shirt. Made it che guevera/bob marley-ish. But wait. Wont that be idolising? Well conterversial but its just an image. And image to express myself. haha cliche? maybe.

Coupling 10pm Thursdays on Central. Crazy bunch. Nearly spurt out my beverage laughing, while watching.

Buka dulu topeng mu,
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Ku ku ku ku ku ku ku ku ku....

My attempts at expressing my wackyness has been limited by the limiting graffiti.net uploads. This is my last resort.

Khal nayak - Choli Ke Peeche

Choli ke peeche ka he, Choli ke peeche

Choli in malay is bra. Im guessing the song is about keeping your bra from being stolen. hahah. Oh maybe - Choli dipicit? hahaha

Everyone now. BHANGRA!!!

Im crazy
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Heritage...

Lemme complain about my eyes even though i know i am already lucky to have them. Complain for fun, the sunny island pastime. Why did i get thick indian eyebrows and not get large indian eyes too? Firstly its cos i see the world smaller with my chinesey eyes. haha lame. No lah.
The other day at Shop and Save, the cashier made a whole conversation with me in mandrin and i was responding with a series of nods and smiles. I understood a bit, thanks to the days of Return of the Condor Hero, but still.. She asked what i was gonna do with the fish. I smile. Then i think she asked whether i was shy to talk. I nodded. haha. And its so funny that after she gave me my receipt and i was putting change into my wallet, she spoke to this malay woman in (quite good) english.
These occurances occur frequently too. The 7th floor uncle always speak to me in mandrin first, then he goes "oh ya hor". 10 times meet 10 times also forget. But okay lah. Not that im really complaining.
But who knows if i had indian eyes i could easily charm a woman like the movements of the flute(on contary to popular beliefs that snakes "dances to the tune" - they are deaf.) and she could do my bidding. Muahaha.... Like go to work be a career woman. Ever since housework and parenting became repressive to the morden woman - hahaha just being seemingly brainless and sarcastic to the modern society and after that statement i think it doesnt qualify as sarcastic anymore. bah hum babah

Sooner or later i knew it would bite me.

Bitten by the indon bug. If i havent already.
Now indonesia could be a possible destination to where i want to migrate.
Waduuh Keren
Got my (digital) hands on some Peterpan songs. Not bad.

My malay also now affected. hah
Must be all the afternoon gossip shows. For the record i dont actually watch them, their just on tv but im doing something else. I have to say the size of indonesia is directly proportionate to the gossips they have. Everyday! Two programmes per day! how much gossip is that.

Miss indonesia, gue tertarik donng! "Ni baru namanya Mee goreng"

Me and Helfi were discussing the 4 things that typically appear on commercials in idonesian tv. They are as follows:
-Pharmaceutical products- pills, oinments, but mostly pills.
-Their motors. "Shogun dilawan", "Cuba dong badaknya"
-Shampoos.
-Ciggarettes. From near death experience during rock climbing to sailing a boat in a storm, their ads prove to be the most propagandic ones. haha.

All this due to the recent increase in indonesian tv viewing. I must visit jarkata one day.

mkhan: i was begining to think u werent human. being pissed is a wonderful feeling. it gives u boundless energy!
ren.: woho.. take it eay bro.. ­

My being pissed is really not that serious. Half the time im not really pissed when i say im pissed. Just normal pissed.Me being the (ahem!) patient guy i naturally am. Cheedebah


kooniee: freaking-fullerton...hahaha..i like tt.but why fullerton?why not carlton?

haha because fullerton very nice by the sg river. and the lights and the nice columns. haha no lah. no specific reason. First to pop in my mind.


jas: its not the OLD kind lar. its the shiok kind. muahahahah.....wif the pail, the scoops n all. makes bathing so much more fun
angel: oh the water heater is instant. hehh. the wait to boil kind is the old kind.

the method i use is the boil water at kettle then mix with normal tap water in a large pail and then use a smaller pail to evenly distribute the water to your body. I so know what Jas means. Enjoy the last last part where the small pail cant scoop out anymore water though theres still a quite a lot of water. You take the big pail then Splash!!!!!!!

Btw im blogging so early as i was awakened a a freaky weaky dream. After the dream i got really (ghost type) scared. I was afraid of a decomposed smilling face popping out of virtually anywhere - in the fridge as i opened the door, at the turn of the living room, in the toilet bowl. Now im okay-er.

Back to sleep for gue.

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Quite pissed

First time in a while.

sigh. No offence taken. Though somethings are just meant not to be blogged about. Its a prickly issue. All things have their -ves just like all society has theirs and so all humans.

Well...

Whats up with showing off man? And its okay if you show it off discreetly cos then it could be 50/50 and i wouldnt be as offend. But what-the-fullerton!
Story like this. In dikir its good to have a loud voice. I hope i do. Anyways the guy besides me sings facing me. You are encouraged to challange you vocal capabilties with the ones beside you but you most definately dont face them and give a statement "Hey mr-sing-so-soft. I'm louder then you!" What-the-fishy-fullerton! rite? Bloody. Other than that the Pentas training is going fine. But with randy and mr-i-shout-louder-than-you, things might go ugly.

On an unrelated subject, i wanna make a new T-shirt. You know those rasta Che guevera design? yea something like that but with a different person on it.

Dont mess with me.

I'll mess with your freaking-fullerton mind
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Whoa...Half a century already?


I made the thingy. I guess it would represent the 6 of us cik tipah has cared for. Thanks to kakak ya for the Green & Cream info.

Cik tipah and the cake laughing about...

...abg farzeel's best footballer award trophy.

In the end it was to celebrate the birthdays of 4 sisters that fall on the same month, April.

Nice roti kirai, nice curry (both daging and ayam) and a nice movie to wrap it up all - Miss Congeniality. People say MC is better that MC2. I think otherwise.

You dont know how hard it is to get four sisters to look at the camera hahaha.

Spiderman, spiderman...(swinging)
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Time of month, again

No i do not participate in the shedding of the uterus lining. More like moulting in my case. Every two months at least once, my skin tends to go through a process similar to moulting. It probably is normal. Snowflakes never fail to fall at this time of the month. Pieces of skin larger that 5 cent coins can be peeled from my nose, my neck etc. It is adviced not to wear black at this point of time for clearly narcissitic reasons. The clean up, the bitch in the process. Thank god for the va-va-vacuum. Vroomm. But its not really that bad to the extent every where i go i leave a piece of me. ya heh.

Mengejar Matahari
A great indonesian movie. Director? Rudi Soedjarwo. The photography was excellent, equivilant to that of PGL. And to think the scenes never left the neighbourhood of 5 storey flats, intricate street distributions and 'moats' which lined them and were also rain collection devices. The storyline was also excellent. Simple yet believable. Parts of the movie i like the most is the way body language is captured and there's just no need for words. Oh and the photography was damn superb. Did i say that already? (emphasising) Just a very good movie.

Bila gue besar nanti, gue nak jadi sutradara.

Cant shake the feeling
Its still there and inevitably it makes me worry.
On a different feeling, i would say i enjoy the feeling that lingers after watching a good movie. Its like woah.

I dont think the previous song is wacky enough. New song.

Short sightedness
My degrees should be going up up and away! Been staring at needles and stitches and tips of paper cutters and watching tv barely 30cm away. Sigh. I need to go out more.

More vitamin A please!
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Hey Mambo!

Only what?... 3 days since i got the file sharing program and already have no clue what to upload. Feeling wacky, i changed my blog song to Mambo Italiano. At first i thought of using the one by Dean Martin but it lacked wackyness compared to Rosemary Clooney's version. hahaha

The curried rice thing was a needle circumference away from disaster. Probably because of helfi. He's the one who messed with my mind convincing me dah cukup garam and got me distracted that therice burned a bit at the base. Yes in the end it was partially hangus and tawar takda garam. Now kids, we sure learnt a lesson now did we?

No distracting nyamuks in the kitchen.haha

Having weird dreams these days. In one i was looking through a mirror with blonde golden monkey mix hair. Center parting!. I also was skinny, probably used up all my money on cigarrettes and the tattoo on my neck instead of eating. I was in a tight flourescent adidas jacket mats like to wear. Brrrr.. what a dream.
I just had one where... um.. okay should not post it up here. but trust me. its weird just like how dreams are meant to be. its almost like you dont have to put 'weird' infront of the word dream cause its already understood.

Got a new project now.

Dont see myself getting a job in the period of next two months. bah hum bah.

My fingers should be bleeding in a few days. hum bah bah

Should be going with mamat and sobah to Ngee Ann Poly today for the Khatulistiwa meeting. Maybe also i wont if i got to do stuff. But im particularly curious about the tema(theme). Exciting...
especially since i've depended on drastic measures recently with my other affiliation. hum bah hum

I dunno whats up with Kembangan CC. Damn them. Called two months ago about my interest in joining their gamelan ensemble. Last month also i called in. The girl said(twice) she would pass my no. to the instructor. Well since then it has just been sound of crickets rubbing their hind legs in an attempt to aggravate the fact that the stopeed instructor hasnt called yet. Maybe its a sign.
Jeng jeng jeng...

Indonesian Idol on Fridays. They probably have been watching too much american idol in preparation. Lots of cliche and probably the judges are the numero uno culprits. Its entertaining ah but the weirdest part would be when a skimply dressed girl got the Tiket Mas (golden ticket) and her mother was greeting her outside with praises to God. The irony. heh

On this cold day sometimes i wished my house got water heater. Ever tried bathing with water you had to manually boil first? i have. hahah

Contributes to the # unemployed in sg,
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