my bestfriend's wedding

speechless :)

Don't

Don’t leave me when the street lamp at the corner sallow

When the falcate moon threaten to take away its yellow

When envy owls sing their mellow and lonely orion has no one to follow

For I can’t find saccharine heaven to borrow

To catch your flying tears and sorrow

Your framed sadness and hollow

Don’t leave me when myriad rain begins to fall

For my barren faith are dried up in a lost incarnations

Don’t leave me when silky breeze and soft zephyr brawl

For my thousand grieve are still in conception

Don’t leave me when ashen butterflies plots gloomy intoxication

When a destined lies trapped beneath unconsolidated innocence

When the pale waves fabricate a sad pastel ocean

For your temperate devotion is a renowned notion

Don’t leave me when the sympathy ripped and bleed

When the soul is prick and the heart is sick

Don’t

beautiful freak

Some people think you have a problem
But that problem lies only within
Just 'cause you are not like the others

But that is why I love you
Beautiful freak
Beautiful freak

-eels

The ballad of us

Tonight the wind paused, revulsion rendered humanity.

Aberrant mankind scurried in such perplexity

Scattered shamelessly upon the ghost of confusion

But we,

We couldn’t care much,

Because arms in arms we are,

Side by side to each other.

Stealing kisses upon the darkness.

Tonight the moon trembled, all the lost stars shivered.

Humanity exposed, witnessed their crown find ways in a cosmic highway,

Bustled in such a lost profound.

Confound become the rhythm,

To a familiar song of death.

Tears from the depth of some divine despair

But for us,

For us the entire are lost in ignorance

Because your eyes is where I’m staring at

Your hand is what I’m holding to

Lost in a garden where we sing our own song.

The meteor crash down, raucously furrow sinful civilization

Such perfect plot for the valley of death

Tonight the earth stumbled,

Lose its footing and slipped,

Such cenotaph of fatality,

But for us,

All are gone in decree

Because tonight,

you are right here with me

i'll wait for it to come

091010

A dream you dream alone is only a dream. A dream you dream together is reality.
-John Lennon

happy birthday John

minggu melantak

melantakk je kerjaa

a chance to live

there is no point comparing nadal to federer

Seriously, the media keep comparing both of them following the Spaniard triumph at the US Open recently. Nadal, being modest as his usual played down the talk of being the greatest ever tennis player and said Federer will always be a good example for kids. Personally, I think there is no need to compare them. All players have their own prime period and each generation will be replaced by the next. Federer has passed his prime. Winning a record 16 Grand Slam has placed his name in tennis history, and he is arguably the most decorated tennis player ever. Not only that, having been supported Federer for 10 years, i realized there are just too much crazy statistic and record had been broken by him such as reaching 23 Grand Slam semi-final in a row, winning 3 Slam in a season for 3 times and much more. If that little creature from Mallorca Nadal is not around, Federer might be winning 20 Slams already. so yeah, stop comparing. Federer is Federer. Nadal is Nadal. Federer is more artistic player while Nadal is more physical, eh im starting to make a comparison stop it. arghhh. okay so yeah, the point is each player has their own moment. Sampras had his moment. When he rounded off 14 Slam, his place in history was saved. Even though Federer came later on and build his own legacy, the Sampras legacy was already saved. Nadal, just 24 years of age and already had 9 Slams to his name might go and break Federer's title record, but that will not take away anything from Federer as his place in tennis history is also saved. get the point? Tennis fan around the world should be thankful to be lucky enough to witness the two overlapped their generation and still competing for titles.

di sebuah pagi yang hening

"mama dah nak pergi nh, nak ikut tak.kalau nak ikut cepat la siap2"


"nak pergi mana?"


"pergi berak.kah kah kah kah kah kah"


fine. baru 10-1

taking a chance on love

"you've got to risk love,
it doesn't mean that you're never going to get hurt,
but the pain you feel will never compare
to the regret that comes from walking away from love"

wasted daylight

vantar gult ljós

laughing machine

laughter is inner jogging
-Norman Cousins

jealousy

there is a creature,
live in our heart,
one with creepy eyes,
intimidating all the psyche
one with jagged teeth between a sweltering smile,
presume all lost decree as a lie

meet jealousy,
the ulcer of the soul.

jealousy,
can live without a heart,
but choose to live in one,
so it can alter the art,
the art to break a heart

jealousy,
can simply hurts a lover's heart and stole the dawn,
or caused a chaos in a peaceful town,
or even bring the whole empire down,
jealousy goes round and round

a disease that do not care the state of its victim

jealousy,
whispers prejudice,
whispers doubt,
sing a sickening suspicious song,
lay an unconscious seed in our mind,

a virus that infected the spirit and destroy a bond.

so now you know its existence,
a cruel illness within all of us,
a ghost that hide behind a fake smile,
a monster that live for the sake of mistrust-based oxygen,
a malicious melody in our heart,

jealousy

chips from the old block

lately gua selalu gila tertinggal kunci motor dekat motor.
semakin menjadi-jadi pulak.
asal tinggal motor je mesti tertinggal kunci sekali.
bapak gua pun sound,
katanya,
jangan tinggal2 kunci,
sekarang nh merbahaya, pencuri banyak.
semalam rumah ustad sebelah sana dengan rumah pakcik sebelah sana baru hilang motor.
itu tak tinggal kunci tu pencuri amek.
ini dah tinggal kunci lagi la senang kerja dorang.
jangan lalai2 lagi.
lain kali cabut kunci, baru pegi tutup pagar.
gua angguk2 tanda setuju.
semalam gua tertinggal kunci dekat motor lagi.
kali nh dari semalam tertinggal jadi battery terus weak nak start2 tak boleh.
gua dah la nak pergi kelas, motor plak tak boleh start.
gua pun decide nak pakai motor bapak gua.
gua masuk rumah balik cari kunci motor bapak gua.
bapak gua kat atas tengah baca quran gua malas kacau.
gua cari2 kunci tak jumpa.
rasa bengang jugak la, dah la lambat dah nak pergi kelas kunci plak hilang.
gua pun keluar nak try start motor yang tak boleh start tadi.
lepas tu gua sempat usha motor dia kat sebelah.



rupa2nya kunci kat situ

sila belajar menipu

"weh semalam kau ade text aku ke"

"haah, kenapa kau tak reply"

"yea ke. aku tak dapat la text kau"

"kalau tak dapat, macam mana kau tau aku text kau"

"eh..heee"

cobb and mal

the sweetest couple



this couple defines what love is,
perfectly.


we gotta learn to let things go.
even its the hardest thing to do.

glommy

chocolate covered ego
squeamish laden cotton candy

put them together.

you'll get fragmented sinister atmosphere

entry untuk haziqah

Helmet
A helmet is a form of protective gear worn on the head to protect it from injuries, a variation of the hat.
The oldest known use of helmets was by Assyrian soldiers in 900BC, who wore thick leather or bronze helmets to protect the head from blunt object and sword blows and arrows in combat. Soldiers still wear helmets, now often made from lightweight plastics materials, to protect the head from bullets and shell fragments.

Below are some examples of DECENT helmet:



helmet di atas biasanya dipakai ketika menaiki bas ya seperti yang anda lakukan petang tadi. dengan adanya helmet ini, ada boleh berhimpit dengan lebih mesra dengan penumpang lain tanpa perlu risau kecederaan pada bahagian kepala. helmet ini juga datangnya bersama-sama knee pad dan pad wanita yang mempunyai kepak





kita pergi pada jenis helmet kedua yang boleh anda dapatkan di pasaran ya. baik, helmet di atas adalah salah satu jenama baru di bahagian America Latin seperti diterangkan oleh Puan Azlinawati petang tadi ya yang begitu mahir tentang geografi. helmet ini dijual bersama-sama bateri yang dipercayai jenama bateri yang sama digunakan oleh jantung encik L. helmet ini dikatakan sesuai dipakai pada waktu pagi kerana dapat menghilangkan rasa bosan kerana dpercayai di celah2 helmet ini tersemat sebuah buaian sebagai hiburan seketika.





okay helmet seterusnya kelihatan biasa2 sahaja. ianya digunakan untuk menunggang motor-motor orang kebanyakan dan bukannya bangsawan. walaupun kelihatan biasa, tali helmet ini tidak mudah berkarat selain mempunyai gabus yang menarik pada bahagian dalamnya dan yang paling penting tidak hitam dan berliku2 ya. helmet yang hitam dan berliku-liku di dalam amatlah sukar untuk disarung dan wajib disagat 15 minit.




helmet berikutnya seperti dipaparkan dia atas selalunya dipakai pada musim menuai dan musim2 puasa yang bakal menjelang. jadi saya syorkan helmet ini kepada cik haziqah kerana helmet ini mempunyai sistem perparitan yang amat menarik dan circulation yang unik bagi perpindahan angin ketika menunggang motor terutamanya ketika menunggang dengan tidak memulas minyak sehingga rekod ke dc.





akhir sekali saya rekemen helmet ini yang begitu berwarna warni dan memenuhi citarasa anda sebagai seorang yang suka merajuk apabila penat naik beberapa anak tangga dan tidak reti tunggu turn merajuk.

sekian.

mesin khurafat

65 kg

aku tak tahu samada mesin timbang dekat pasaraya Bintang itu bertauliah atau tidak.
tapi cas dikenakan adalah dua puluh sen maka mungkin ia ada credibility.

chi mei yang kini menggayakan rambut pendek ketawa sinis di sebelah.

tolak berat kasut yang aku agak2 seberat sekilo sebelah maka tolak 2 kilo dekat situ.

wallet aku walaupun hanya ada beberapa helai duit kertas akibat duit loan tak masuk lagi masih agak berat aku kira, mungkin ada setengah kilo pada perkiraan kasarku.

itu baru poket belakang.

poket kanan ada henfon sony yang aku rasa sudah bertambah berat sejak tukar housing dekat amoi comel tempoh hari. walaupun hanya pertukaran warna, ianya amat signifikan. aku baca buku dekat ptar 1 hari tu kata setiap warna ada berat mereka sendiri. masa tu aku tak percaya, sekarang percaya.

poket kiri pula ada kunci rumah, kunci motor dan segala duit syiling. duit syiling merupakan sesuatu yang amat berat tidak dilupakan juga aspek kepaduan mereka. kunci rumah aku pula besar, tombol rumah aku lebih besar daripada rumah biasa. aku naik scooter pula tu, scooter selalunya kunci berat.

jadi sekilo poket kanan campur 3 kilo poket kiri dah 4 kilo jumlah kena tolak kat situ.

lepas tu aku pakai 2 lapis baju hari ini mungkin itu juga itu sedikit sebanyak mengelirukan mesin penimbang.dengan jeans. jeans nh labuh sedikit.berat.tidak lupa juga tali pinggang. tali pinggang dah la sembilan puluh ringgit, jadi mesti berat.

lagi apa. oh ya masa timbang tu aku baru lepas makan nasik goreng mamak dekat khalifah dengan chi mei. jadi mungkin pertambahan berat yang tidak sepatutnya dikira oleh mesin timbang dah berlaku dekat situ. siap telur mata separuh masak lagi.kena tolak 2 kilo. baru adil.
kejap, pagi tadi punya roti canai khalifah makan dengan zikri, eka, apik, melati dan bella pun masih ada. walaupun banyak sembang pagi tadi, tenaga yang digunakan apalah sangat nak dibandingkan dengan roti canai. tolak 1 kilo.

akhirnya selepas ditolak benda-benda picis lain seperti berat rambut dan halaju sedutan angin ketika masa ditimbang aku congak-congak berat asli aku adalah 52 kg.


fuck mamak khalifah