Manusia ni kadang-kadang bercelaru fikirannya. Sesetengah orang bila tak tahu mereka bertanya; Belajar mencari-cari ilmu. Ada juga sesetengah orang malas atau memang kurang mencari ilmu, tetapi ilmu yang tak mencukupi dalam diri dianggap melebihi dari orang yang berilmu. Mereka berkata mengikut perasaan dan bukan fikiran. Apa yang didepan mata, diendahkan. Apa yang mereka miliki, dibuang – itupun atas alasan dan harapan yang tidak masuk akal. Perbuatan yang lahir tak terkawal, malu tiada bahasa yang keluar turut menjadi mangsa. Jika fikiran waras, segala ilmu dan tindak-tanduk dicurahkan dengan bukti-bukti dan fakta yang telus dan jitu, agar dapat dikongsi seterusnya membawa kepada kebaikan bersama. Paling kurang, membawa kepada keputusan dan pemilihan jalan hidup dengan yakin.

Manusia dianugerahkan Tuhan otak yang sangat cantik fungsinya, tetapi manusia membiarkan otak membeku dipenuhi darah-darah kotor dan anasir-anasir hina sehingga kepala itu sendiri menjadi bingal, keras, bandel.

I believe that a simple and unassuming manner of life is best for everyone, best both for the body and the mind.

-Albert Einstein

But of course, this is coming from someone who is as forgetful and carefree, as he is a genius.

Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it.

-Rumi

Manusia ni kadang-kadang bercelaru fikirannya. Lagi-lagi apabila fikirannya diselit-selit dengan falsafah, dogma luaran yang bercanggah antara satu sama lain. Oleh sebab itulah, fikiran mesti dipupuk bukan dengan manusia bertaraf fikiran yang sama, tetapi dengan guru – yang mempunyai ketinggian ilmu dan pengalaman melebihi kita.

Ko nak mintak pendapat orang, jangan mintak pendapat orang yang sebaya dengan ko. Nanti itulah taraf kualiti pendapat yang ko dapat, dapat tak?

Hensem

Apa point ako? Entah, makin banyak ako tulis, makin serabut dibuatnya. Iya lah, ako pon manusia. Kadang-kadang bercelaru jugak fikiran, tak gitu?

From what-is-supposed-to-be-a-forwarded-email:

Pagi itu pagi minggu. Cuaca cukup sejuk sehingga mencapai takat suhu beku. Sebab itu saya tidak mandi pagi sebab air kolah jadi air batu dan air paip tidak mahu keluar sebab beku di dalam batang paip. Pagi itu saya bersarapan dengan keluarga di dalam unggun api kerana tidak tahan sejuk. Selepas itu emak saya mengajak saya menemaninya ke pasar. Tetapi saya tidak mahu.

Selepas emak menikam perut saya berkali-kali dengan garfu barulah saya bersetuju untuk mengikutnya. Kami berjalan sejauh 120 kilometer kerana pasar itu letaknya 128 kilometer dari rumah. Lagi 8 kilometer nak sampai pasar saya ternampak sebuah lori kontena meluru dengan laju dari arah belakang.

Dia melanggar emak saya. Emak saya tercampak ke dalam gaung. Dia menjerit “Adoi!”. Lepas itu emak saya naik semula dan mengejar lori tersebut. Saya pun turut berlari di belakang emak saya kerana takut emak saya melanggar lori itu pula. Pemandu lori itu nampak kami mengejarnya. Dia pun memecut lebih laju iaitu sama dengan kelajuan cahaya. Kami pula terpaksa mengejar dengan lebih laju iaitu sama dengan dua kali ganda kelajuan cahaya. Emak saya dapat menerajang tayar depan lori itu. Lori itu terbabas dan melanggar pembahagi jalan lalu bertembung dengan sebuah feri. Feri itu terbelah dua.

Penumpang feri itu yang seramai 100 orang semuanya mati. Pemandu feri itu sangat marah. Dia pun bertukar menjadi Ultraman dan memfire pemandu lori. Pemandu lori menekan butang khas di dalam lori dia..lori itu bertukar menjadi robot Transformer. Mereka bergaduh di udara. Emak saya tidak puas hati. Dia! pun terus menyewa sebuah helikopter di Genting Highlands dan terus ke tempat kemalangan. Dia melanggar pemandu feri yang telah bertukar menjadi Ultraman itu.

Pemandu feri itu terkejut dan terus bertukar menjadi pemandu feri semula lalu terhempas ke jalanraya. Pemandu feri itu pecah. Pemandu lori sangat takut melihat kejadian itu. Dia meminta maaf dari emak saya. Dia menghulurkan tangan ingin bersalam. Tetapi emak saya masih marah. Dia menyendengkan helikopternya dan mengerat tangan pemandu lori itu dengan kipas helikopter. Pemandu lori itu menjerit “Adoi..!” dan jatuh ke bumi. Emak say menghantar helikopter itu ke Genting Highlands. Bila dia balik ke tempat kejadian, dia terus memukul pemandu lori itu dengan beg tangannya sambil memarahi pemandu lori itu di dalam bahasa Inggeris.

Pemandu lori itu tidak dapat menjawab sebab emak saya cakap orang putih. Lalu pemandu lori itu mati. Tidak lama kemudian kereta polis pun sampai. Dia membuat lapuran ke ibu pejabatnya tentang kemalangan ngeri itu. Semua anggota polis di pejabat polis itu terperanjat lalu mati. Orang ramai mengerumuni tempat kejadian kerana ingin mengetahui apa yang telah terjadi. Polis yang bertugas cuba menyuraikan orang ramai lalu dia menjerit menggunakan pembesar suara. Orang ramai terperanjat dan semuanya mati.

Selepas itu emak saya mengajak saya ke pasar untuk mengelak lebih ramai lagi yang akan mati. Di pasar, emak saya menceritakan kejadian itu kepada penjual daging. Penjual daging dan peniaga-peniaga berhampiran yang mendengar cerita itu semuanya terkejut dan mati. Saya dan emak saya terus berlari balik ke rumah. Kerana terlalu penat sebaik saja sampai di rumah kami pun mati. Itulah kemalangan yang paling ngeri yang pernah saya lihat sebelum saya mati.

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After I finished laughing hysterically at the piece, suddenly it struck me.

I would’ve wrote the same exact thing when I was 12! I remembered, back then I wanted to become a PYLOT so I can swerve around the stars. I can just imagine the things that go through his head upon writing that piece – the insane amount of imagination that just keep flowing, and flowing, and flowing – and taking over your perception of reality - sans the pen, paper, and the exam table.

Oh my God, I need to find this kid!

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LIFE/RAIFU/VIE/जीवन/삶/KEHIDUPANKU

1. I have a few jobs, different kinds of jobs. But it seems like I can always make room for a few more.

2. I am very, very, full of energy at everything that I do - Work, life, sports, and love.

3. I love driving. Fast. With my Kakadu Aussie Hat of course. ‘cause this is the only time when I can be alone with nobody to disturb my peace with the world. Of course, driving with the one you love is just as swell.

4. I don't go to clubs. I hate those kinda movements at those places - they're not really dancing! You wanna dance? Then do salsa! Merengue! Bachatta!

5. I like good songs. I hate bad songs. Although I do have the tendency to divert myself towards Jazz (live, preferably) or the ever-dependable Heavy Metal. Oh and Bach if I’m tired, or Mahler for everything else. Mahler with the hammer, mind you.

6. My idea of a perfect holiday is cheap, surprising, interesting, different, and awesome. With transport, Just like Top Gear.

7. Great coffee with music or work. No sugar, expensive, no problem! Make a great coffee for me, and I’m your man for life. Not really sure why, I just love coffee. Started drinking only after I went to OZ. Swiss coffee, Italian coffee, Sumatran coffee, Arabican coffee – if you’ve tasted my gourmet coffee, then it was my honour to serve you one of the best things in my life that I want to share with the person that I love.

8. Currently I am insanely trying to collect HD movies. By collect, I mean download 7GBs of data per movie, which, with Slowmyx, takes the same amount of time as actually making one. Oh and I’ve started watching anime again, starting with Bleach. BLEAAGH.

9. Memories are a wonderful thing if you don’t have to deal with the past. I forget things easily – call it selective memory lost, or amnesia, or even ADD if you fancy. But I’d like to think that it helps me forget that I’m carrying the weight of the world, and then some.

10. Every year, there will be one significant thing that will happen to me that will mark the next destination of my life. (I wrote it this morning, and hey look; I have 8 stitches on my eyelids now!)

11. My goal is to procreate and have 11 mini C-Fus so I can be a real coach, sans the trouble of years of college education. Saves money, and you have a lot more fun that way. Can’t say the same for my statistically significant other, though.

12. Music plays a very important part of my life. From my early life listening to Hard Rock and Heavy Metal with my dad when I was a little child, to Trash and Alternative when I was a hormonic teenager, to Classical and Jazz.

13. I am viewed (judged) at a distance as having a snobbish persona because of the way I act. Try to take off my mask, and you will see that I am one of the strongest friends you will ever come across in your life. And that, sir, is a statement of fact - created by the propagandists of course – those who have succumbed to my fellowship.

14. Operas, concertos, symphonies, gigs, live music, percussions, drumline – I love live music. I believe music is best experienced with a reason – and location. It adds meaning to the music, to your life. Bachianas brasileiras is especially suited to calm yourself down, Matt Monro’s On Days Like These while driving makes you feel like Rossano Brazzi and driving a Miura. How bad can your life be when there are things like these?

On days like these when skies are blue and fields are green
I look around and think about what might have been
and then I hear sweet music float around my head
as I recall the many things we left unsaid

its on days like these that I remember
singing songs and drinking wine
while your eyes played games with mine

(Matt Monro, On Days Like These)

15. I am unconditionally petrified making an effort that will ultimately achieve zilch. Be it life, job, love. Fa aina tazhabun?

    103: Say: “Shall we tell you of those who lose most in respect of their deeds? -
    104: “Those whose efforts have been wasted in this life, while they thought that they were acquiring good by their works?”
    105: They are those who deny the Signs of their Lord and the fact of their having to meet Him (in the Hereafter): vain will be their works, nor shall We, on the Day of Judgment, give them any weight.
    106: That is their reward, Hell, because they rejected Faith, and took My Signs and My Messengers by way of jest.

    (Surah al-Kahf, 18)

Ultimately, where am I going? Not knowing… nein, not realising the futility of the altruistic nature of self is, to me, the most bloodcurdling thought of any self-serving altruist can ever ruminate of. Rhetorical issue: Why exactly are you giving RM1 to the child beggar from Bangladesh? Would there be any good if it’s anything but as a pure act of sedekah?

To follow up, would the goodness be of your measure, or God’s? Which one ultimately matters in this world?

16. Continuing the tradition of my quirkiness, umbrellas are a noteworthy art form in my book. The shape, the system, the significance, as well as the hidden poetic nature of umbrellas simply fascinate me. Or that I’m just being a cock.

"Are you at ease? Now is your heart at rest?
Now you have got a shadow, an umbrella,
To keep the scorching world's opinion
From your fair credit."

                (Ben Jonson, circa 1616)

17. Erm, I forgot. crap. Yeah, it happens quite a bit more often than what I would expect. I don't really like that, but sometimes it helps me to focus on the things that I remember, which habitually revolves around something significant and important. So if I do remember something about you, bear in mind that it takes a lot of effort for me compared to the rest of you lesser mortals.

18. Cigars are just plain superior than cigarettes. A close second is shisha. Clove, of course. And lighters, oh my God you have no idea how much I love lighters and the kind of fire that comes out of it. If I gave you mine, refer to #16. If you gave me yours, be it cheap, fake, or damaged, then you are someone very special to me, in this time or the next. Seriously.

19. Warm water. Or 100 Plus. A tastier water would be a huge plus, but unnecessary.

20. I scrupulously love to write aimlessly but with a goal in mind. Just that I don’t have the patience nor time to complete anything that I inscribed, since I would be sidetracked far too easily by something- anything that I wrote by researching and adding more side notes than what I originally had planned to begin with. This blog entry for instance, took me 7 days longer than the originally-planned 2 hours. Not to mention I still have a few more blog entries that I needed to finish by the beginning of time. Go figure.

21. I am always in control. ALWAYS. If you see me as being anything but in control, be it vulnerable, don’t know what to do, defenceless, it’s because I have a reason for doing that. Very, very hard for somebody to outdo me.

22. I am a big, big fan of the surrealism movement, dan serpihan-serpihannya di dalam dunia seni, dan segalanya yang ada kaitan dengan movement tersebut.. A huge proponent for Salvador Dali, Odd Nerdrum, Tarsem in movies, dan keluarga mereka, and I'm not really sure why. It's just that there is that... something... about the strangely twisted way they perceive the inner workings of the world.

23. I have observed and proven that there is indeed such thing as your female alter-ego in this world, in every way that matters; luckily for me, I don’t have to search around the world for one.

24. Women. Who made ‘em? God must’ve been a real genius. The hair – They say the hair is everything, you know. Have you ever buried your nose in a mountain of flowing black sea, and just wanted to go to sleep forever? Or lips? And when they touched her cheeks, yours were like that first gush of silence when you’ve reached the peak of Everest. That silence; mitigated only by the voice of the mountain. The silence between you and her. Tits! Big ones, little ones, nipples staring right out at ya, Like secret searchlights. And legs – oh, don’t get me started on the legs. I don’t care if they’re like old, wooden Malay house columns, or even bass drum mallets. What’s between ‘em – passport to heaven. And that smile- that particular smile- when she first fixed her teeth, eager to show the world, but after you, sir; that smile when in that brief moment in time she loses her armour, and lets her see you as how she actually sees you. What else is there in this world when you have that? And all these?

25. When in doubt, FUCK (Al Pacino, Scent of a Woman). That’s why God invented marriage. Think about it, if there are just men and women in this world, no ideals, no rules and regulations, no religion, why would you ever formulate the model of marriage?

Having a very strong sense of rectitude can kill you, as I learned today.

(Note: Recent blog postings are delayed for quite a bit, as I was away from modern civilization, including internet)

 
June 2

Today, a somewhat childhood friend (in a strictly loose meaning of the word) out of the blue invited me to her sister’s wedding ceremony somewhere close to home - at the back of my house. Nothing terribly out of the ordinary I know; except, she had never invited me to anything as big as this before (I have not seen her parents in ages I think. And now when I think about it, I really don’t know why). Oh, and not to mention the unremitting energy of my Kelate cousins to remind me that I am invited to her place for the last few days. It’s just another wedding. Or so I thought.

Oh, and before I forget, for some weird reason I brought two baju melayu when I planned to go to one.

If, I expected love, when first we kissed, blame it on my youth
If only just for you, I did exist, blame it on my youth
I believed in everything
Like a child of three
You meant more than anything
You meant all the world to me

(Jamie Cullum, Blame It On My Youth)

So I went. Since it’s a wedding, me being a good sport quickly went back, shower and don the other baju melayu, et al. Unsurprisingly, they were flabbergasted of course, my cousins and tok.

“Hooooo… pakai smart gitumo…” Roughly translated as “You’re such a dashing, handsome young man with a bright future” yada yada

Surprisingly, they were flabbergasted-ly happy.

“… mace tok saba2 doh nok gi jupo mertuo deh?” Generally interpreted as, “can’t wait to see the in-laws, eh? Don’t worry! You’re such a dashing, handsome young man with a bright future, they’re gonna love ya mate!”

Okay, something’s definitely up. See me and this “friend” has had a few, brief, moments together, but nothing entering anything serious. We’re neighbor, childhood friends, family friends, and me being me is always being associated with someone. So when everybody grows up, and being close and all, at times things do get a little… zesty. But nothing every really happened at the end, and everything resets come the next Eid.

Anyways. So even if it’s just a walk away, I still need to be proper, right?

Oh, I forgot. Nobody ever dresses up in Kelate-land. So everybody was staring at me, some Hang Tuah from KL trying to take the crown from the pengantin lelaki. Much to my surprise, the parents didn’t mind at all. In fact, they actually welcomed me with open arms somemore, aiyo! Me, again, being a good sport, mingle around like I belong flawlessly. So for them, the intention from me was clear. But that’s not the best part.

Best part is, it was all still oblivious to me.

Suddenly she seemed ultra happy after I’ve spoken to her parents and brothers. Then it hit me, when the topic about marriage pops in from the father. Ugh.

“Bilo lagi ni?” (So when is your turn?)

“Aih, lambat lagi ah!” (Still a long way to go)

“Kahwin la denge ore KB. Sene sikit nok gi. Jauh tu kalu keno gi KL.” (Find a Kota Bahru chick. Easier to go to your wedding later)

“Hmm.”

(I erased this dialog from my mind because it freaked me out, but it’s something along the lines of she being a perfect candidate for me)

“Tok pikir pung lagi. Kijo banyok lagi nih.” (Haven’t really thought of it yet OMG OMG OMG NOW I GET IT)

To cut it short, when I went back home later in the evening, Tok ako pulak tanya.

“Gi doh rumoh dio? Jupo doh ko mok pok dio?” (Went to her place yet? Seen her parents?)

“Iyo. Bakponyo? (Yeah, why?)

“Tanyo jah. Mano dio? Tadik tubik denge dio kan?” (Just asking. Didn’t you just went out with her?)

“Mano tau! Tanyo dio ah!” (Ask her yourself! How’d I know where she was?) -> I lied.

On the upside, I pride myself knowing that deep down in my heart I don’t overanalyse and judge people’s intentions and actions. Eh, scratch that. I was just so damn blur, that’s all. Oh crap. I need to go back!

Addendum: It has come to realization that this particular girl is a bit of a gold digger herself, so please make up your own mind. I did.

Manusia mati meninggalkan nama. Kadang2 lebih dari satu pula. Often times we read tales of peoples of the yesteryear adopting a different name in tandem with them adopting a clan, or a family. Memang biasa untuk re-label sesorang manusia kepada label yang lain apabila dia memasuki sesuatu kelompok manusia. Justeru, it’s quite common to see people having multiple names given to them in their past lives (not literally, of course). Names are, one of the highest forms of acknowledgement and pride given to a person to show acceptance to a select group of people. Blood relation is seen as unimportant, and it is, as it’s always blue.

Ako sendiri amat bertuah kerana berpeluang untuk merasakan adat yang cukup istimewa ini, to a certain extent.  Ako dikenali dengan pelbagai nama oleh kelompok2 di pelbagai tempat. Mungkin kerana sifatku yang mudah mesra menyebabkan mudah untukku diterima oleh pelbagai pelusuk famili2 dan kelompok2 kenalan kot?

“Siapa dia?”
“Pakcik ako.”
“Pakcik? Belah mana? Ayah? Mak?”
“Belah ako.”
“La, bukan pakcik ko yang betul la tu.”
“Memang pakcik betul ako.”

Blood is unimportant to me. Tough concept to grasp, I suppose. But it shouldn’t be! Although I have to admit, the different ideologies and philosophies in me has led me into loads of avoidable poppycock. One of which has led me to my hometown, to detach myself of a family and thus, a name.

As I write here in the tranquil sounds of Tok Bali, on a red plastic chair in the middle of the seashore (really, one of the best blogging experiences anybody could have), I am days away from ending it. I can’t say that I’m going to be in high spirits doing this, but I sincerely believe it’s a long time coming.

 It’s a long time, long time coming
You tell me how you think I should be, it’s not easy
You tell me what people want of me
Well ill just be myself, well it’s the only way that I can be
You will see!

(Anthrax, Gridlock)

“My wife absolutely loves them, the seeds…” he said. Apparently the Samoans go nuts over kuacis, pretty much like our atuks and moviegoers in the 80s. That’s what Jake told me, who’s a kiwi happily married to a kuaci-addict Samoan.

“Oh, I love those terrible rugby players mate,” I quipped. “We see them all the time in our Rugby Sevens you know.”

And so a friendship is born, for a few days. Over sunflower seeds. Tatkala menulis rentetan hidup ini, I realized that many, many of us tend to bring issues of our lives into our interactions with our surroundings. Sayang, sayang.

Tell me all your hopes and fears
And everything that you believe in
Would you make a difference in the world?
I’d love for you to take me into a deeper conversation
Only you can make me

Ill let my guard down for you
And in time you will, too

(Yuna, Deeper Conversation)

Ako seringkali kaget dan pelik, kenapa manusia terlalu cepat untuk mentafsir apa sahaja yang berlaku di sekitar . Why is it that people forget that people, you and me, are inherently good, and in need of interaction with each other?

“Dari mula lagi ako tengok dia tu, ako dah tak suka la. Dia tu macam perasan bagus je. Poyo lah mamat tu!”

Maybe the idealistic, philosophical nature of me can’t accept that kind of thinking. Or maybe because it doesn’t affect me, so I just couldn’t care less? This should be the way, I reckon. Unfortunately this is not shared by a lot of people, which is sad.

“Thanks a bunch for being a good host mate. Drop by Christchurch sometime, we’d love to have ya around!”

I know I’d love Christchurch, whenever I’ve the chance to be there! Shouldn’t life be this easy for you too?

dompezzlz: Tolong sampaikan kalimat ALLAHHUAKBAR...ALLAHUMA AJIRNAA MINANNAAR pada12 org insyaallah doamu akan dimakbulkan 12 jam kemudianﻪﻟﻟﺍﻝﻮﺴﺮﺪﻤﺤﻤ ﻪﻟﻟﺍﻻﺍﻪﻟﺍﻻ

cfu7777: gile babi ko ni syirik la

cfu7777: sampaikan ke 12 orang, terus doa makbul? gile syirik ngucap wei

dompezzlz: kakakaka

dompezzlz: aku blm syirik lagiklaa

dompezzlz: aku saja suka2 laa

dompezzlz: aku tk percaya laa

dompezzlz: saja nk bagi kalimah tu jerk

cfu7777: kalo ko saja suka2 cakap ko tukar agama ke kristian, walaupon ko tak caye, ko rase ape jadi?

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dompezzlz: Pada minggu lepas, saya telah menonton Al-Kuliyyah. Ustaznya berkata ' bahawasanya, tahi bintang itu adalah sebiji bebola api yang dilemparkan oleh Allah kepada syaitan di udara' Oleh itu jgnlah kamu menghajat apa2 pun dari tahi bintang itu seperti yang dilakukan oleh mat saleh di negara barat

cfu7777: ngarut

dompezzlz: astarghfirullahalazim...subhanallah..ngucap

cfu7777: bile mase kat space ade udara?

dompezzlz: ngucap byk2

cfu7777: ako tanye, bile mase space ade udara?

dompezzlz: jgn pertikaikan

cfu7777: nak jawab ke idak, atau ko jenis yang suke main ambik je cakap ustad yang tak reti pasal astronomi?

dompezzlz: tu kuasa tuhan

cfu7777: kuasa tuhan tu tak benarkan udara ada kat space

cfu7777: so camner leh ade udara kat space cam ustad tu cakap?

dompezzlz: kira hang nie ahli astronomi la kakaaka

Entahlah, mungkin ako yang salah kot. RIIIIIIIIIIIIIGHT.

cfu7777: ?

ikram_zidane: o.aku jumpa kat sifoo..

ikram_zidane: ko punyer ke tu ?

cfu7777: ko sape

cfu7777: amende ko merepek

cfu7777: mane pegi adab

cfu7777: ko melayu?

cfu7777: then mane pegi assalamualaikum

cfu7777: intro diri ke

cfu7777: ko sape ke

ikram_zidane: takpela.. malas la aku nak intro kat orang macam ni.. ok..bye2

ikram_zidane: askum tu panjang sangat

cfu7777: sah melayu

lonelydermork: so,bape umo ko?

cfu7777: why on earth ako kena bagitau ko
 bila ko tak bagitau pasal diri ko dulu?

lonelydermork: ko ni x gentlemen lngsng nk suro aku bg tau gak..

cfu7777: seriously ko expect orang untuk tiba2 bagitau macam2 kat stranger ke?

lonelydermork: k la up to u..x phm btul aku dgn ko ni..

pakcik nak tanya beberapa soalan yang agak mudah untuk korang

madknownz: cfu....

madknownz: tolong skit bleh tak??

madknownz: kalau ping selalu putus2 biasa nyer kenapa ekk??

madknownz: macam maner nak repair

madknownz: tolongggg

cfu7777: ko sape

cfu7777: adab ko pegi buang dalam jamban ke?

cfu7777: salam takde intro takde ko sape pon ako tak kenal

Kenapa tanya samada boleh tolong atau tidak jika tidak mahu menunggu jawapan ako? Assume ako akan jawab ya?  As if C-Fu adalah seorang pak nujum yang boleh meneka jaring ping pong siapa yang asyik putus2 itu.

Again: I'm not saying that the particular name choice strikes me as brilliant. But the type of name is really what matters. It's distinctive, it's simple, it's iconic. It's half-word, half-picture. And damn if it's not going to get people talking.

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The Internet likes to complain, but they don't call the shots. Nintendo knew the reaction it would get. That's why they unveiled it now, not at E3. At E3, the focus will be back squarely on the games. And they'll still be amazing.

I'm not in love with Wii -- but Wii works.

penguin_topi_hitam: macam butoh la perangai kau

penguin_topi_hitam: babi sial anak haram

cfu7777: tipu :((

penguin_topi_hitam: kalau kat putera berani la kau tulis macam maca

cfu7777: laa

cfu7777: ako pondan la wuwu :((

penguin_topi_hitam: kalau aku jumpa kat luar mesti kau lari macam babi

cfu7777: ako lari cam kuda la

cfu7777: pasal ako kuat lari :))

cfu7777: selamat berposa!! :x

cfu7777: lambat nye taip........ nangis ke :(

penguin_topi_hitam: bukak puasa makan pala butoh pak kau

cfu7777: MAK AKO LA APE LAK PAK AKO X(

cfu7777: KO NAK MATI KE

cfu7777: DASAR MELAYU TUL LA

cfu7777: :)

penguin_topi_hitam: meh la gath kalau kau berani

cfu7777: tak

penguin_topi_hitam: kalau kau berani la

cfu7777: akut la :(

cfu7777: pelir pendek :(

cfu7777: terima kasih kerana sudi untuk menceriakan pagi ako ni ek :>

penguin_topi_hitam: jangan citer la babi

cfu7777: pasal kat sini suhu kate 32C so panas la gak

cfu7777: la ye la
 takkan ako nak tipu kot kalo pelir pendek :(

cfu7777: ntah pasal tah pendek
 ako rase pasal banyak sangat makan hormon kot

cfu7777: pasal dulu ako buat bodybuilding :(:(

cfu7777: dahtu jadi atlit kan kene makan hormon baru power

cfu7777: huhu sedih :(

penguin_topi_hitam: kau ni memang dasar bangsat

cfu7777: ko nye panjang ke?

penguin_topi_hitam: tu pasal la perangai kau macam babi hutan

penguin_topi_hitam: dah tahu satu putera tak suka kau,buat apa lagi nak berforum

cfu7777: seriously
 ako tengah gelak gile ni
 pasal ako rase berbesar hati ade orang sanggup pegi register, bukak ym, carik id ako, pastu mesej ako pagi2 buta

cfu7777: mesia kul 730 kan?

cfu7777: terima kasih kerana bersusah payah semata2 kerana ako

cfu7777: jap ako pegi buat otograf ek :x

penguin_topi_hitam: kau ingat kau sorang jer ker yang duduk abroad?

penguin_topi_hitam: orang lain ada jugak tapi takder lagak macam kau babi

cfu7777: idak la
 tapi budak pandai gile cam ko takkan nak dok luar kot

cfu7777: LA AKO KUDE LA BUKAN BABI SANGAP!!!!!!

cfu7777: BABI PELIR PANJANG AKO NYE PELIR PENDEK AHHHHHHHHH

cfu7777: JAP AKO AMBEK GAMBA

cfu7777: brb

cfu7777: HAHAHHAHAH KO TUNGGU :))

cfu7777: memang betul peminat ako
 tunggu pon sanggup :x

cfu7777: bang.....

cfu7777: oooo bangku......

penguin_topi_hitam: :@)

cfu7777: la sori la
 takkan nangis kot.......

cfu7777: ako memain je la

cfu7777: okok ako dengar
 ape masalah ko ni

cfu7777: tapi masalahnye ako dah add ko la
 ako tak gune YM so ko blok pon takde gune :>

penguin_topi_hitam: sapa yang guna ym bangang tu?

cfu7777: ntah

cfu7777: ko kot :))

cfu7777: ok meh sini cite kat ako ape prob ko

penguin_topi_hitam: ko la tu yang kuat sangat kat windows

cfu7777: kalo betul la ko tu lagi bagus dari ako, beradab la sket ape
 baru betul2 ko tu lagi mulia dari ako

penguin_topi_hitam: kalau rasa dah bagus sangat gi la forum lain

penguin_topi_hitam: aku buat apa nak beradab dengan kau yang sememang nya datang dari spesis babi yang haram

cfu7777: ade babi yang halal ke :))

cfu7777: ko ek :))

cfu7777: lagipon kalo ko pon tak beradab cam ako ni kononnye, then ko pon babi "yang haram" la gak kan? cube pikir 10 saat lebih dari biasa jap

cfu7777: sizzlo ek?

penguin_topi_hitam: jangan la cuba nak pusing cerita,sebab kau ni babi ,tak layak dapay layanan yang baik

cfu7777: ngeeeee >:D:Dcfu7777: <ding>

penguin_topi_hitam: hihihih ni apa benda dari microshit windoze kau nak tunjuk aku ni babi

cfu7777: la
 gamba ako la

cfu7777: ko kate ko nak edit gamba ako kan

cfu7777: ako bagi la yang saiz besa sket

cfu7777: AMBEK LA X(

penguin_topi_hitam: ambek butoh apa? apa pun tarak

cfu7777: hmmmmm

cfu7777: ko gune ym baru ek

cfu7777: maybe pasal tu kot

cfu7777: pasal ako tak gune ym so die tak compatible ngan ym baru la kot

cfu7777: bak emel ko

cfu7777: ako send

penguin_topi_hitam: kalau setakat nak tunjuk gambar guna cara lain la

cfu7777: takpe ako takkan spam la

penguin_topi_hitam: imageshack la guna babi

cfu7777: :)) sukenye dieeeee
 bile nak bagi gamba je terus takde taip2 babi2 dah ek :))

cfu7777: ako tak suke la imageshack
 kene buat tu la buat ni la

cfu7777: bak la emel ko :(

cfu7777: ako takkan bantai ko la macam ape yang ko buat ni

penguin_topi_hitam: pergi la mampus dengan kau

cfu7777: ako kan reti bantai kat putera je :))

penguin_topi_hitam: ok la babi aku nak tidur dulu ,dah lewat dah ni nanti esok la aku maki kau lagi,

cfu7777: ok

cfu7777: assalamualaikum :x

cfu7777: jangan lupe pegi sembahyang jumaa' tau

penguin_topi_hitam: tiuuuu macau hai

cfu7777: mesti tanak jawab

cfu7777: haahhaa betulllll :))

cfu7777: meh ako ajar

cfu7777: tiu nia ah ma ka chow hai

cfu7777: ni lagi power

cfu7777: or

cfu7777: ka ni nia diu nia ah ma ka chow hai chat choi dai fu hai :))

cfu7777: tapi ni mandarin la

cfu7777: ko cakap stail orang opera cina

cfu7777: gerenti mamat cina dengar mesti ko kene sembelihnye :))

cfu7777: memang power nye la

penguin_topi_hitam: ni puyau ciang huayi ni chiang kongtong hwa

cfu7777: :))

cfu7777: tapi tak cukup power la

cfu7777: but not bad not bad

penguin_topi_hitam: kau faham ker apa aku cakap tu babi?

cfu7777: paham

cfu7777: omaenonihongowadaijoubu?

penguin_topi_hitam: oi malai chi faiti sey la

cfu7777: ko nye sume tak power2 la
 tu standard jek
 ko gune yang ako cakap tu je

penguin_topi_hitam: ngo pey lei 1 kau,lei lai ngo sifat long

cfu7777: :))

cfu7777: ni blaja dari mane ni dari kungfu hustle ke :))

cfu7777: yang ko cakap sume orang gelak la
 yang ako taip ka ni nia tu memang sesape dengar mesti marah

penguin_topi_hitam: kalau tak tahu cakap jangan la berlagak

penguin_topi_hitam: setakat cakap kotor semua pun buleh

penguin_topi_hitam: oh ya babi memang cakap macam kau,babi la katakan

cfu7777: :))

cfu7777: seriously ko tak penat ke asyik dok cakap babi babi

penguin_topi_hitam: babi :@) aku nak tidur dulu ,esok ada class

penguin_topi_hitam: mampus la kau

cfu7777: jap jap

cfu7777: b4 ko blah

cfu7777: ako nak cakap something kat ko

cfu7777: sila blah cepat sket tau len kali

cfu7777: :))

cfu7777: ok ako benarkan ko blah sekarang

cfu7777: takyah tunggu dah