GENTING*BLING*BLING

I am so damn lazy, I feel like asking this macha next to me to type this update. Hm. Everywhere I go, it's all about tsunami. Some are amazed, some are grateful, some are shocked and the rest are sooooo...in-the-say-what?-tsunami?-zone, which I am so lazy to elaborate on. Didn't it happen like ages ago? So the vibration just got here eh? Yuh la hoh, they say vibration happens as a molecule vibrates and transfer the vibration to the molecule next to it and so on and so on and bla..bla..bla..yuh rite..in this tsunami case, it's the earth's plates that vibrated. So considering Sumatra and M'sia, quite far seh. No wonder the news just got here. Hm. I'm so lazy to even express my comment on the tsunami. Everyone's doing it, so might as well I just read theirs. Anyway, I'm good as I'm gone. Due to my laziness, this post is kept short. Malas..

All classes got cancelled today. Fuck. And one of the classes didn't even have a cancellation notice. We ended up sitting on the floor just a few steps from the lecture hall's doors, talking shit. Well done lah. Anyway, my maths class was cancelled hence the maths quiz was also cancelled. And I stayed up last nite just to figure out why the fuck we need a conjugate. You times this and that, then cancel this and that and you'll end up with this and that. It should have been, we cancel this class and that class and those burning the midnite oil sessions would also have been cancelled. Fuck. When I didn't want to go to classes, they held it. When I was so 'excited'..(..yuh, rite!), they cancelled the fucking classes. So how?

Anyway, I'm going to the stadium this weekend. M'sia amazingly won last nite, despite the outnumbered supporters in Bunkarno. Yeh², in ya face Indon! That's it lah. I'm going with some of my oldest friends. Haha, my crazy-as-I-am friends. Anyway I hope that the plan is not cancelled. And hopefully, M'sia can score even more so that the result later done here will not cancel the result last nite. Like Zul said.. "In them we trust.".

So, I don't know if my later classes would be cancelled as well. But I can always 'cancel' it myself. And later on hitting the road to celebrate M'sia's victory. Just the 1st leg maaa. So what? Cannot celebrate meh? Eh, wait! I got hockey practice this evening. So, what about the celebration plan? Fuck. Cancel!

Got no idea. Like I'm carrying an empty head. Hollow inside. Today, nothing unusual happened. So no event, no idea. Somebody called me orang tua this morning. Hm. I know I'm a little bit older but that was kinda 'trepassing' my private and confidential. Now, I welcome people who would like to laugh, hang out, talk trash, skip classes (haha..) and do all the less ordinary stuff. But to some extent, don't mess with me. Why? I, myself don't even have the slightest idea. It's just me. I'm just being me. So, get the idea?

Anyway, I skipped my English (..duh!) class last nite. Well, I'm not being riak or something, but English..please lah. Not that I have anything against English. Nada. But at this level, do we still need grammar lesson? What was that Puan Fazillah thinking? And she got one book of grammar readied to be photocopied. Some bastards gave my name to be the one in charge. How the hell did they could come out with that idea. Yuh, rite..Puan Fazillah and ME? ME and Puan Fazillah? Na'ah. That was not such a very good idea. It doesn't seem to 'rhyme'. Fuck. No way jose, I'm ain't getting in it....no way..

So, looking at my blog, it has evolved. So much. The first idea was to have a place where I can godlikely kutuk² orang. Now as Mas has stated in his blog, it's now like some sort of diary already. When you are in front of the keyboard, then ideas come rushing in. You'll end up typing a lot of things that happened.Damn. I thought I got no idea. See? Yuh la, keep on yawnin'....sheeesshh...

Anyway, I still don't have, even a single idea, on what to write about horses. I mean good stuff la. Bad stuff..hmm..*whistling soullessly and staring at the ceiling... Nah. Don't get any wrong idea hoh...hahaha..K. No more ideas. Yuh, it's true this time. I'm free the whole day through. What to do? No idea.

I saw her back.

I was looking at her back.

Then she turned around and the 'back' actually had a face.

She walked towards me and said hi.

Right then, I knew, it's over.

I'm in big trouble.

Johnny Depp's on how he met his lovely (..I didn't really get her name) wife, one of the models for Chanel. Hm. I hear you dude. Sometimes we just know that it's over. That she is the one. And her comment about her hubby was even better. I've forgotten it though. Huuu...

Enuff already. After all the oohs and aahs..it's back to the real world. Anyhow there was another dialog that got my attention last weekend. It was Patrick's of Spongebob Squarepants (..yuh I watch it every week..duh!) and he said..

It's boring to become an adult.

I want to be a baby.

I want to eat cookies.

Yuh, rite so. It's boring to be an adult. Where everything's on your back. Fuck. Recalling back all my memories thru my 22-wonderful-years of my life time, I still believe that my younger years was the best time I ever had in my entire life. When everything was so big. If I could turn back the time, it would definitely be to those years. Yuh, rite...Anyway, that Dee has just got a blog. And she's even more evil now. Now she has place to get rite back at me. Hmmm....so much for introducing blogging.Hmm...I have 2 more hours to go. Haha, like I've been here all day. I skipped all the classes today. Yo loh, monday-blues maaa. Getting back to classes after all those 'happening' events during weekend..aiya..so hard la..I paid for the classes...so what? I'll attend it whenever I want to..

Enuff la. I'm going back afterwards. So to whoever that thinks that you can bash me either here or in ya blog...trust me...I'll get back at ya as fast as my cat can say, 'I'll get you back'...meow²..

Busy. So busy. Busying myself doing nothing. Busying myself annoying other people. Busying myself eating at the cafe. Busying myself watching unnecessary things..haha.And busying myself checking my 12 bookmarked blogs. Busying myself updating this blog. All these has resulted only to one conclusion. I'm busy..duh! No lah. It means that I got so much free time as long as I don't go busying myself doing all those things. Rite? So what? At least all those free time not wasted...haha. It's any man's right what. To spend his time his way. And it's my way of spending my time. So buzz off. Don't be a busybody!

Ayoyo...last time it was Ah Beng. Now it's Macha! This bastard next to me is busying himself now, listening to TAMIL songs! Yuh, and I thought chinese songs are not pleasant to my ears. Silly me. Everyone is so busy about their own life, they even forget to respect the life of others. Fuck la Macha! Ayo karawale....

Hm. I should be leaving. Before this Macha start to run, sing, dance and change his clothes..like 7 times in this busy-crowded room. Anyway, keep your life busy. It'll help you to forget things that you really want to forget. It did to me. That's why I'm like this all the time. Busy. Hmph,sangat! Busy la konon...

I had a very, long, nice sleep last nite. I slept as if there was no more tomorrow (..no today la). Got dream as well. Having a nice chat / date or whatever that you want to call it..with Natasha Hudson. The girl that replaced..aaa...Camelia..I think. But I'd prefer Melissa Muren a.k.a Melissa Zainal a.k.a Sue Table For Two. She needs to shed some weight la hoh then something nice would be nicer. She has a nice smile. Hey, nice smiles are hard to find nowadays aa.. And she looks nice wearing a cap. Okay enough with the chicas already..

I have to write something nice about horses. Ideas? Anyone? I haven't got a single clue. Maybe I'll come up with something nice later on. Hopefully.

Today, I have been not-so-very-nice to everybody. So I would like to apologize to everybody for being such a pain in the ass. For today la. I don't really feel well today. Ironically, fate has been nice to me the whole day. I got an email from an old friend. Siti Nur Azreen. The other one I mentioned before is Nor Azreen. She's in her final semester already. Nice. She just can't wait to start working and earning. Yey, belanja me a nice meal later, once you got paid. The first check! Boleh? She's a very nice person. I've known her since 1998. She never failed to reply to any of my emails. Thanks Alin, that's so very nice of you.

So, I should be leaving. I got horse-riding later on. It's 3 hours straight. Nice. Yuh rite, nice...

It started out as a very beautiful day. I sat at a desk that is meant for photocopy services. Surrounded with my friends. Then, "Abang, tumpang tanya, saya ada fotostat semalam....." and some of my friends bursted with laughters. Eh, pity that poor fella la...he didn't know. Politely replied and he went off. Sorry dude. Then came on Dee and "Eh, Yen..ko ada muke keje potostat aaa..." and followed by her devillish smile and she stood there with all her glory. Pantang ada peluang kutuk aku..mendesuup ko ye..Then followed with a very beautifully-done quiz. Ed helped me as well. So, an easy thing got easier la kan. Kudos to Ed.

Then, it started to get gloomy. Suddenly things came on rushing in. So much things to think about. Like what Rocket said, I feel like swinging a baseball bat in circles until eventually it hits somebody. Now, I know how you felt back then. Why? What triggered it? I didn't bother. The problem is, I brought it along even to classes. Sorry Puan Fazillah. Didn't mean to. Hope she didn't take it as an offence. I ruled out that she was wrong in her teaching. And the look on her face was, like..how should I put it...aaa..like she was challenged. By me. And the impact...is yet to come I guess. Yuh la, she'll be marking all my work rite? Damnit! So much for the place where I belong. Ah, it'll pass...I think..

Tailing along, a few sequences that made me want to run and scream the entire way from here to Timbuctoo! With my hand raised , jiggling in the air.Fuck, today sucks. Could it be more sucking than this? Well, that's the catch of the day la hoh?

Earlier on..M'sian Constitutions. OMG! Damn bored. So I wrote something in between the 2 hours slot...not really finished but can do la..the title is The Sky..

I'm up to sumtin'. Don't know yet. But sumtin' lah. Anyway, today must have been sumtin'. I got the chocolate~ I ordered. Dee bought it in Langkawi. One of my favs, After Eight. Heavenly! Sadly, I have to share it. Share ngan Ed.At least dapat makan. I remember tawaf-ing the whole Mid Valley 2 years ago. Trying to find After Eight. And ended up, digesting Kenny Roger's. So much for choc-crave. Yuh la, it drives your sex-drive! Huuuuuu...This one bastard, behind me, is listening to sumtin' in chinese as if he's the only person here. Fuck. I know that some chinese songs are pleasant to my ears, but this one is fuckingly ridicolous. I feel like poking my ears with liquid paper and keep pressing until the whole pack is empty and the fluid freezes up in both my ears! Fuck!

Anyway, sumtin' to wonder about. Why people are so afraid of confessing their feelings to that particular 'one'? Is it that hard? Mine has never been as hard. Because when you are sincere, why hide the feelings? Unless, you have sumtin' else in mind. Ahhh...thank God, that Ah Beng is taking off. Syukran jazillah. Coming back to it, when they cannot like..express their fondness, then they go to someone only to talk about their feelings. In this case that someone is me lah (duh!). And it's getting to my nerves already. Maybe, it's the age-difference kot? Seniority by age also has price to pay meh? Come and talk to me and I'll only say one thing...go and talk to the girl! Don't come and shower me with your love...ergghhh...

Dah. Before I start getting into the details, I should go. Azreen call me? Letih dah tunggu. So, I'm gone. Off to that place..whatever its name
is...what..aa..B.A? Or sumtin'..

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Lost and found. I lost my words a few weeks ago. Now everything seems to come back again. About time too. So much things to write about.

I told someone about my blog and how I used to be a rookie writer for Xfresh and that fella replied, 'Ya la, macam hang boleh sangat cakap english.. ' WTF? Just because I don't use english, like..all the time doesn't mean that I cannot write in english. Eureka! I've found a total idiot. But pity him lar. So to make him feel goooood about himself, I told him that I lied about the blog, Xfresh stuff.Ye la, kesian dia . And his reply, 'Tengok, kan betoi aku cakap, hang muhong ja... ' Hmm, yuh rite.

Well, anyway, I've found a place where I belong. Where everything seems to fall into their right places. Where everything moves in the right steps and paces. Where the sun will always shine and make the sky so bluely bright. Where the moon shall rise and glow only to shine forth for the rest of the nite. Even for Pinto. Haaa...I went to the stable yesterday. For horse riding. And the horse's name was Pinto. Actually Pinto is the name of his breed so to make it easier, they named him Pinto. Anyway, he's cool. So sentimental. Always so slow. So basically I've found myself a new kind of friend. And he is a horse. And we are cool. Righto Pinto?

I've also found my soulmate. Who is it? I don't know yet. But she's out there. I've put together all the things that I've been thinking for the last 22 years of my life and it's getting clearer. That she's the one. The only two things that are missing are who she is and her whereabouts. Huh? Then how? I don't know. Anyhow, I know that I've found my soulmate and that's that. Buzz off!

New found hobby, make somebody else's life miserable. Sorry Dee. That girl is sooo annoyed of me, that the only reply she has for EVERYTHING that I say to her is 'BLAH AA!' Haha...so much for being annoying eh. A piece of advice, 'jangan marah², nanti cepat tua. ' Really meh? Yuh lar, I got people coming to me, saying that at first glance, they thought I was just 18! Not until the IC no. gave it away. Fuck you IC no. Anyway, the moral of the story is, go annoy somebody and you'll look younger.

O'o, the time has found his way to beat me again. Fuck.Anyway, this is me again, who was lost a few weeks ago and was only found a few minutes ago.Lost and found.

Fuck the server. I updated thrice. Bammm! Cannot connect to server. Anyway happy raya to Sabrina. Sorry, got busy. Azreen, call me. Rocket, did you change your address, can't access it. Patricia, call me. Some more...aaaa...server, fuck you again!