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☆★♪...C-Fu is Tilting at Windmills...♪★☆The genius of comedy is the same as the genius of tragedy; watch how he soars 13 Oktober Summer Days夏之日
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でもこのときを生きるあなたを。 あいたいかったよ。。。 ずっとあいたいかったよおおお！でもさ。。。haih. またく。
またく。。。
さよなら、ぼく の ちんぐ。 07 Oktober I Wrote This For YouBe kind to yourself, dear—to our innocent follies.
01 Oktober Manusia dan fikiranManusia 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.
But of course, this is coming from someone who is as forgetful and carefree, as he is a genius.
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.
Apa point ako? Entah, makin banyak ako tulis, makin serabut dibuatnya. Iya lah, ako pon manusia. Kadang-kadang bercelaru jugak fikiran, tak gitu? 16 Juli Lord C-Fu, a Byronic HeroA hidden tale of a sad Byronic Hero ♪ What Am I to You? – Norah Jones
All heaven and earth are still – though not in sleep, D’silence , as we stand in devotion too deep. Really, love is centered in a life intense, It is a part of being, and a sense
Chasing me to become but nothing; avoiding astray He wishes for her heart, and that seemed far away; I say at first – for I found her at last, God, it’s sweet to hear my star’s honest spark 27 März Medical Aptitude Test – I’m A Confirmed Psycho. Oh, and Pussies are Really Passports to Heaven.
This quiz is AWESOME. Such a long time have I come across a real, genuine, proper quiz to asses one’s ability. The questions were properly developed together with a few failsafe mechanisms to avoid normal online quiz/survey problems, such as lying at the answer (has repeated questions), biased list of answers (no pointed answers/questions), inaccurate results (long, long list of questions), and so on. Not many people know how much I love quiz designs, and I highly doubt you the readers know.
Girls, take this test. It’s long, very long, but rest assured it’s worth the wait. At the very least, it can tell you (somewhat) what sorta doctor should you be, and what sorta personality that you actually have after answering the questions. http://www.med-ed.virginia.edu/specialties/Home.cfm 1 thoracic surgery 46
What’s AWESOME about my result is the difference between #1 to #25 – the difference of just FOUR points. This pretty much means that I can take whatever field that I like and be VERY good in it. Such awesomeness that I have in me, BRB NEED TO CHECK THE MIRROR.
Phew. Goosebumps just by looking at myself. Anyways, good to know that psychiatry was a good choice for me. Although, occupational med do sound interesting… But you know, I could look at pussies all day… PASSPORT TO HEAVEN! I. AM. AWESOME.
</narcissist> 28 Februar A poem.From an inspiration.
The ghost Spring is with me Melancholy is in me Overwhelming ---- So here I am Dance my lady, dance! (and as for the ending, a haiku for you.) Warms my heart and soul,
As I am, in you. 23 Februar A Critical Analysis of “Karangan Terbaik UPSR 2007”, written by a C-Fu apprenticeFrom 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. --------------------- 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! 21 Februar Moviegoers are no-lifersSUPPOSEDLY if you've seen over 85 films, you have no life. Mark the ones you've seen. There are 239 films on this list. Copy this list, go to your own facebook account, paste this as a note. Then, put x's next to the films you've seen, add them up, change the header adding your number, and click post at the bottom. Have fun.
( ) Rocky Horror Picture Show (x) The Princess Bride (x) Scream (x) Harry Potter 1 (x) Finding Nemo (x) Dodgeball: A True Underdog Story (x) A Cinderella Story (x) Harold & Kumar Go To White Castle (x) The Day After Tomorrow (x) Bad Boys (x) Independence Day ( ) Best Bet (x) X-Men (x)Swimfan (x) Lord of the Rings Fellowship of the Ring (x) Baseketball (x) The Jacket ( ) High Tension (x) Kill Bill vol 1 (x) Star Wars Ep. I The Phantom Menace (x) The Matrix Total: 192/239 ULTRA NOLIFER! 11 Februar 25 Schmandom Obsessions, Fixations, and Fascinations.Rules: Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you. At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you. If I tagged you, it's because I want to know more about you.
(To do this, go to “notes” under tabs on your profile page, paste these instructions in the body of the note, type your 25 random things, tag 25 people (in the right hand corner of the app) then click publish.)
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
(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? -
(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? (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?
So, how much do you really know me? 10 Februar Diskusi perkahwinan poligini yang melalut, part duaEpisod kedua, untuk sesiapa yang sudi membaca.
Hotel Mulia said (11:49 PM): i mean.. Hotel Mulia says: feelings of the 1st wife, in d first place dia sanggup ke accept.. [C-Fu] RESERVED. says: tunggu la jappp ni i nak cite pasal the feelings la ni Hotel Mulia says: u noe the husband getting married again..dats wat i meant.. [C-Fu] RESERVED. says: tu i kate nak dengar ke tak pasal nak jadi absolute fair is never easy so now, bini 2 rase frust pasal 20k so leader nak kene buat camner nak jaga rumah tangga? u cannot increase the amount, because that wouldnt be fair bini 1 marah la pasal die dok lame2, dulu dapat 2k pastu bini 2 baru kawen dapat 20k worth of car the absolute thing u have to understand is this Hotel Mulia says: hehe [C-Fu] RESERVED. says: marriage is a concept created by God, not men think baout it kalo takde religion, takde rules regulation, and let men be men, it wouldnt be logical to stick to just one wife everybody would bang everybody, cam binatang la adik beradik kucing leh beranak given that, the only logical thing would be marriage tu ciptaan Tuhan, daripada agama and like ciptaan Tuhan yang lain, theres no other way dosa is dosa, pahala is pahala and the only fairness that counts is dimata Tuhan wife 2 ke wife 1 rasa unfair is nothing compared to Tuhan and given that, Tuhan cakap u as the leader kene jaga your family, negara, whatever that u lead theres no other way so berbalik pada isu feelings wife 1 wife 2 Hotel Mulia says: aha..ok,.. [C-Fu] RESERVED. says: the leader punya job, should he wants to give 100k car to the first wife, is to give HANYA bila wife 1 understands that tanggungjawab die pada Tuhan is to give 20k car to 2nd wife so kalo bini 1 marah gak pasal bini 2 dapat kete 20k memula kawen, walhal die kawen dulu kete pon takde, then the leader kene bagi compensation untuk menghalalkan dan membuang perasaan marah tu so comes the part about 7 days u imagine, 7 days a week, pastu kite leh kawen 4 so kalo 1 day for each wife, in a week akan ada wife yang kurang 1 hari so tu dah again, tak ultimate fair Hotel Mulia says: yup true [C-Fu] RESERVED. says: but, given the circumstances, the leader must know which feelings yang lebih kronik Hotel Mulia says: yea.. [C-Fu] RESERVED. says: wife 1 maybe tak kisah pasal wife 2 since wife 2 dapat kete buruk Hotel Mulia says: then again adri.. semua kene fair..tak penat ke?
[C-Fu] RESERVED. says: so, the guy must spend 1 extra day to the 2nd wife as compensation Hotel Mulia says: helloo..mane leh compare car ngan feelings..u nie.. [C-Fu] RESERVED. says: ahaaaaaaaaaaa sebab tu la i kate, only the perfect guy, the perfect leader must be able to withstand bende2 ni car is just an analogy la it could be house, makan, etc ultimately its a gift, so kalo i bagi u kek, pastu i bagi emy gula2, mesti emy terasa since both of u are friends in equal way sebab tu to be fair is very very hard nak kawen 2 sepatutnye is the hardest thing that u should do Hotel Mulia says: yup..! [C-Fu] RESERVED. says: kawen more than 1 tu ditegah oleh Allah ape unless u really2 can withstand the pressure Hotel Mulia says: tapi ramai je guys out thr yg kawin tapi tak reti jaga anak bini which pretty much disgust me [C-Fu] RESERVED. says: tu lain cite la diorang kawen bukan pasal ikut agama tu polygini stail melayu bukan stail islam tu cite lain laa sooooooooooooooooooooo berbalik pada persoalan asal i nak kawen 4 pasal if i really think that im such a perfect guy, then, should i be able to be ultimate fair insyaallah i leh tarik 4 more people with me to heaven tak termasuk anak2 lagi that is the ultimate goal for me bukan kawen 4 pasal i awesome and all that la hahahhaa tu goal kecik la Hotel Mulia says: haha [C-Fu] RESERVED. says: cam u nak buang tumor as the ultimate goal, first u kene potong tu potong ni Hotel Mulia says: gud for u if u think dat u cn be the perfect guy.. ot sure is not easy.. [C-Fu] RESERVED. says: of course not easy definitely tapi kalo anybody can, it will be me pasal i kecik2 lagi dah leh pikir camni mesti i hebat gile siottttttttttttttttttttttt kan kan kan Hotel Mulia says: pewasaaaan again..kan kan kan?? will see la k.. [C-Fu] RESERVED. says: hahaha call it what u will Hotel Mulia says: will c how u wud be in say 20yrs time k adri? i didnt say nything..kakaka [C-Fu] RESERVED. says: i think with all the pressure setahu je kot pastu masuk tanjung rambutan Hotel Mulia says: ahahahaha.. [C-Fu] RESERVED. says: but u see, its ok actually kalo camtu Hotel Mulia says: the i shall visit u thr k??kekekekeke [C-Fu] RESERVED. says: pasal kalo i dah gile otomatik masuk heaven Hotel Mulia says: kakakkaka [C-Fu] RESERVED. says: and insyaallah tuhan would understand nape i jadi gile pasal i tried to be awesome Hotel Mulia says: menyusahkan org adela!!!chait ahahahahah niat dh tak betol!!wakaka [C-Fu] RESERVED. says: call it what you..........? isi tempat kosong hahahaa Hotel Mulia says: kakakak ape?? i tak ckp papepon... [C-Fu] RESERVED. says: hahaha Hotel Mulia says: heheh [C-Fu] RESERVED. says: haa panjang tak Hotel Mulia says: u yg ckp pe bukan i,. i sambungkan jeee... *muka tak bersalah* hehe [C-Fu] RESERVED. says: hehee real logic is HARD tauuu logic by perspective yang senang Hotel Mulia says: kekeke.. obviously..wat do u expect..? tol x? Thank you very much, I appreciate your time wasted for this blog entry of mine. Seriously, I do. Diskusi Perkahwinan Poligini yang Paling Dalam yang Pernah Dilakukan oleh Lelaki Awesome, Part SatuNama2 ditukar atas sebab2 keselamatan diri ako. This blog entry has two parts, and this is the first. Apparently I have to seperate the whole chatlog into two, because
This entry contains too much text. Please remove some text, and then publish this entry. To publish more text, add a new entry. Pergh gile! This perhaps is the first time that's ever happened in the history of blogging kot. I dare you to read it in full!
[C-Fu] RESERVED. says: i nak kawen since dah habis high school tu 21 tu dah gatal gile dah nak kawen hahahhaa Hotel Mulia says: hahahahah [C-Fu] RESERVED. says: nak buat 11 mini c-fu tau pastu i leh jadi football team Hotel Mulia says: 11?? man!! [C-Fu] RESERVED. says: tu my personal goal la anak tu rezeki so nape nak lokek sangat Hotel Mulia says: daaang!!itu gler power~ [C-Fu] RESERVED. says: statement of fact kan, anak tu rezeki so nape nak sikit2 buat terus banyak2 logically thats how it should be so i thought kalo bini i umo less than 30 lets say 30 la kan 1 year 1 anak so kalo nak 11, i need around 11 years lets say +5 years buffer year maybe nak rilek2 je penat beromen siang malam nak mengandungkan bini ke Hotel Mulia said (11:30 PM): u nk wat?evry yr?hehe [C-Fu] RESERVED. says: so kalo nak 11, i need around 11 years lets say +5 years buffer year maybe nak rilek2 je penat beromen siang malam nak mengandungkan bini ke so bile dapat 11, she will be 30+11+5 should be around 45 just nice before habis subur Hotel Mulia says: hehe.. well..i guess so [C-Fu] RESERVED. says: this is the best family planning thats ever been conceived by a perfect guy perfect plan in every way Hotel Mulia says: but for me, i tak kisahla berapa pon.. if ade rezeki then alhamdulillah.. ryte? [C-Fu] RESERVED. says: no such thing Hotel Mulia says: as llong as my kids are healthy n most importantly tak terabai la.. [C-Fu] RESERVED. says: rezeki is given so to be given, kite kene mintak and try so this is how i want to try la Hotel Mulia says: ye laaa adri oii [C-Fu] RESERVED. says: hahahahahha tu la sape soh nak deep conversation sangat ngan i Hotel Mulia says: dats what i mean.. mmgla try.. [C-Fu] RESERVED. says: kalo tak dapat then try again kawen 2 ke try IV ke Hotel Mulia says: abes kalau tak wat, tak dpt la kan..hahahah kawen 2??! [C-Fu] RESERVED. says: because u see, for me, whatever it is, whatever the problems might be, i simple theres always a way ntah kawen je la 2 but of course ade requirements la Hotel Mulia says: ok buthell i dun agree with ur kawen 2 ok! [C-Fu] RESERVED. says: but basically its never impossible i kalo leh nak kawen 4 terus tapi ntah some say cam haram kawen 4 terus so maybe kawen one by one la see see ade je care! Hotel Mulia says: eeee...tak suke! bluek [C-Fu] RESERVED. says: nape tak agree lak kalo thats the only way to realise the perfect family plannig kawen dua best because its almost impossible to execute let alone maintain Hotel Mulia says: wats so perfect bout dat?? its not quantity , its quality syg oii [C-Fu] RESERVED. says: nak dengar nape perfect? panjang cite ni Hotel Mulia says: i dont see how.. [C-Fu] RESERVED. says: nak ke tanak? hahaha Hotel Mulia says: i ade yg dad dia kawin 3 n like so terabai n sooo kesain.. [C-Fu] RESERVED. says: tu kawen 3 malay style tu haram Hotel Mulia says: wats so perfect bout day.. [C-Fu] RESERVED. says: kawen 3 real islamic style is very very very awesome Hotel Mulia says: dat [C-Fu] RESERVED. says: nak dengar ke tanak? Hotel Mulia says: hmm.. wat? [C-Fu] RESERVED. says: ok i give u a scenario lets say me kawen 30 yr old lady pastu after 10 years, i kawen lagi 20 yr old lady Hotel Mulia says: n? [C-Fu] RESERVED. says: then sume cakap in order to do that i kene adil but how exactly can u be adil? ade idea? Hotel Mulia says: how? no [C-Fu] RESERVED. says: lets say, i nak present kereta kat bini 1 os of course, i kene present kete kat bini 2 but that is not fair tu dah jadi dosa bini 1 dah hidup ngan i for 10 years bini 2 baru lagi so if i give bini 1 a 100k car, bini 2 takleh bagi 100k car so how do u calculate? Hotel Mulia says: u tell me,, [C-Fu] RESERVED. says: ade idea? Hotel Mulia says: bukan ke kene same ke? [C-Fu] RESERVED. says: ye tapi the meaning of SAMA tu is very different islamic version and malay version malay version bini 1 dapat keta, bini 2 dapat keta islamic version lak bini 1 dapat keta, kene check value bini 1 = 100k bini 2 = 100k bahagi the kesusahan nak dapat 100k for the first bini during the 10 year marriage because to be absolutely fair, bini 2 tak suffer the hardship of living with me for 10 years so of course takleh bagi the same amount to him amount being money, or car Hotel Mulia says: n how exactly do u calculate?? the amount of dat 10yrs of hardship.. cter sket [C-Fu] RESERVED. says: haaaaaaaaa tu pasal, u have to be really perfect guy to understand all this and just to add that extra perfectness, make sure dua2 bini paham lets say, my income masa memula kawen ngan first bini is 10k after 10 years, 100k first bini dapat 2k dulu, then after 10 years patutnye dapat around 2x10 = 20k of the 100k therefore, first bini patut dapat 20k income from me, and 2nd bini patut dapat 2k income islam is all about mathematics and fairness, and nothing more absolute fair than mathematics so kalo i bagi bini 1 100k car, bini 2 patut dapat 20k car so if i nak beli keta, i need about 120k Hotel Mulia says: hmm.. dun u think its hard to be exact n how in the world u nak wat dua2 bini u faham.. its all about feelings jugak adri.. [C-Fu] RESERVED. says: this is the absolute fairness that it should be of course bini 2 tak suke, which is why only perfect guys need to be the leader Hotel Mulia says: its not as easy as it seems [C-Fu] RESERVED. says: so comes part 2 the feelings part so now this is partlky the reason nape only men can be the leader pasal nak kene understand the feelings of his wives Hotel Mulia says: takyah ckp psl men la.. pasal wife tu sri sape nak share their husband in the first place.. cmon la dear, kate sayang [C-Fu] RESERVED. says: tunggu la jap tu soalan lain then comes the part about choosing the wife kalo wife 2 taknak paham kenape die dapat cheap car, then the most logical, straight forward reason is that its your fault for not picking the wife yang salah in other words, u as the leader fail to lead ok habis part tu now the feeling part balik so now, bini 2 rase frust pasal 20k so leader nak kene buat camner nak jaga rumah tangga?
Part two coming right up! 08 Juni Mak, nak kahwin!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) 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 (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. 02 Juni Apa Ada Pada Nama?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?”
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 (Anthrax, Gridlock) Of Kuaci and Friends“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 (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? 08 März Hello intellectual Malays. Please stop voting and start thinking.To paraphrase,
They came first for the Oppositions,
and I didn't speak up because I wasn't an Opposition member.
Then they came for the BERSIH supporters,
and I didn't speak up because I wasn't a BERSIH supporter.
Then they came for the HINDRAF appologists,
and I didn't speak up because I am not a Hindu.
Then they came for the Malays,
and I didn't speak up because I am not a Malay.
Then they came for me,
and by that time there was no one left to speak up for me.
Thank you BN for the glorious, glorious 5 years together. Thank you Electorial Committee, for your asinine registration system. If India, with a population of over ONE BILLION, can let you register to vote in mere weeks, why can't you process 10+ million voters in less than 3 months? WE USE COMPUTERS FOR GOD's SAKE.
Here's to another glorious 5 years down the golden drain! 03 Juli Seks (dengan) budak sekolah. <i>.Apa dah jadi?
Dengan faux honeypot yang ako letakkan di blog maya ini(ya, ini bukan terma oxymoron, memang ada blog yang bukan di alam maya!), rata-rata kesemua pengunjung ke blog ini datang daripada carian dengan terma tajuk blog entry yang ini.
Dengan berdasarkan statistik cabuk ini, ako mencapai kepada 2 senario:
1) Rakyat kita - adik, abang, pakcik, ibu kita - suka membaca cerita dan melihat gambar-gambar budak sekolah
2) Memang RAMAI paedophile di negara kita dewasa kini
3) Ramai budak sekolah buat seks
4) Ramai ahli politik (official, non-official, self-designated) minat surfing pasal seks di sekolah
Poin nombor satu mungkin boleh diterima, dan agak rasional jika (tak) difikirkan (dengan jauh). Cuma poin-poin yang lain tu agak... far-fetched kata omputeh.
But it is not!
Poin kedua: Ini tidak dapat dipastikan, hanya kerana Malaysia negara tercinta (oleh perodok budak) ini tiada undang-undang yang meletakkan infomasi paedophiles ke satu public database, sepertimana apa yang dibuat oleh Amerika. Inilah salah satu sebab kenapa mereka tidak takut untuk membuat carian sebegini!
Poin ketiga: Ini kan normal sekarang. It can only gets worse, so sungguhpun poin ini tidak betul, poin ini AKAN jadi betul.
Poin keempat: Ahli-ahli parlimen patut disumbat kote mereka ke dalam enjin Proton. Apa kena dengan diorang ni? Mak bapak diorang tak pernah ajar adab ke?
Entahlah. Kenapa mereka tidak membandingkan kote masing-masing pula? Kan lebih lawak efektif jika mereka mengutuk kote masing-masing ke, mengatakan betapa kecewanya kote bapa [isi nama menteri] kerana menghasilkan sperma berkualiti [isi nama menteri tadi].
Ooops maaf ya, tak boleh. blog ini bukan Dewan Rakyat.
So apa kaitan ini dengan seks budak sekolah?
Apa kaitan banggunan bocor, janda gersang, perempuan tua, dengan politik?
Entah. Tanyalah MP anda! 20 Februar Penang is a shithole waiting to sink.What went wrong? I was anticipating the jouyous reunion of me and the Sunshine beach and Surfers Paradise beach life, taking morning strolls, driving aimlessly at the coastal roads, watching tanned bikini girls have-a-go at the harmless waves caressing their body parts... Basically just people having a good life, yaknow? But then again, this is Malaysia. Known for fucking us up again and again without us knowing what went wrong.
So, what did went wrong? The mind boggles beyond belief! They had/have beautiful semi-long beach, but marred by the ugly construction and butt-ugly sands comprised of bottles and plastic bags. They had/have beautiful coastal roads marred by the hideously-designed transport and traffic system reminiscent of 'hello! Welcome to the island! Of jakarta!' They also have the uber-legendary gurney drive al-fresco diners marred by the poor layout of eateries that looks not unlike some complicated chess match with Deep Blue.
They also (still, thank God Almighty) have the beautiful, beautiful pre-and-post war buildings that my direct ancestors build that shaped Penang as it were, but meticulously and bastardly blocked by the hideously planned and developed by that Chinese head surrounding the whole island that just screams 'WTF!'
 Penang is mine, bitch!
Not to mention the island, once-populated by the beautiful hitam manis MALAY girls and the fair and lovely Arab decendants like yours truly together with the culturally-rich Chinese, is now most occupied (and I use the term very strictly, thank you) by the screaming 'dush dush dush hay look at me hor I'm so jinjiang!' retards. It's like SungeiWangs and SungeiWangs surrounding the whole fucking place!
So, what went wrong?
I have no idea. 18 Januar Takde Otak!Pada suatu hari, seorang pelajar yang aktif dalam perlumbaan haram telah mendapat habuannya. Kemalangan itu begitu ngeri hingga sebatang besi telah tercucuk di kepalanya. Menurut doktor, jika besi itu tidak mengenai otak, pelajar itu mempunyai harapan untuk diselamatkan. Mendengar penjelasan doktor itu, bapa berkenaan berkata: "Dia akan selamat kerana besi itu pasti tidak dapat mengenai otaknya." Doktor yang kagum dengan keyakinan si bapa ini terus bertanya: "Bagaimana pak cik boleh begitu yakin, hingga perkataan isya'Allah pun pak cik tak sebut?". Sampuk si bapa: "Masakan besi itu boleh mengenai otaknya kerana dia memang tak ada otak, kalau dia ada otak, tentu dia tak buat kerja gila lagi merbahaya ini, buat abis duit aku jer anto belajor!". 24 Dezember 2006: Blessed by the Bees, Busy as I can beBees are such wonderful creatures, they really are. They've been prominently featured throughout the eras and civilisations of us humans, and yet there are still tons of things that we don't know about them. They've been associated with anything but bees - bee balm, hornets, yellowjackets, I could go on, but google is down at the moment. But I digress.
And some even say that the bees existed around the same time as flowering plants, as such relation between these two entities makes the world go round.
Oh, the dances!
Oh, the tens of millions of foraging trips just for a pound of fresh honey!
Oh, the healing powers!
Oh, the first true governmental system in the world!
Oh, the stupid little theory of honeys coming from the flowers (thank you Aristotle!) that is still incorrectly used in cartoons and kids' books!
"Aik, baru sampai dah kena pergi Jakarta?"
Me, on the 2nd day after I came back from Australia.
"So, what's my plan for tomorrow? Where do I have to go?"
Me, on the 7th day before my birthday.
2006 reflects a familiar shimmering light and colour for me; although that might have been only because of the cultivation of honey that's finally paying off, I suppose. Idioms aside, I have been blessed by having great, superb, awesome bees and bee-like things around me. Oh, the japanese life that I experienced! Oh, the travels that I did! Oh, the lores that I mastered! Oh, the pain that I suffered! Oh, the wealth that I amassed! Hey, I've been doing well detracting the merops apiaster from me and my fellow Apoideas Do first, think later. I've been keeping this... pact... with myself and my environment for like, ever, and I am glad that everything has started to pay off. It's almost as if everything that I did, and didn't do, nor decide, has come to shed its skin right at this brisk moment in time. You're a natural. How'd you know even that? I can depend on you. I trust you know the best course for us. It still amazes me what was once a routine, boring, normal thing for me to say and learn and act and react is somewhat a gift for the people and things around you. A Midas Touch if you will. How could you do a $7000 job in a week? Learn in 2 days, do it in 3 days, and finalise in the last 2 days. Come to think of it, most people would find it hard if not downright mind-body-boggling to do something - to create a work, without your normal dosage of uni/college course(s), a dash of experience, and a hint of luck. How silly it is for these paper and pen - degree and experience - holders when competing against you. But in actual truth, how silly you must look like when you start demanding and asking for something, for someone that is not you. That can never be you. That can never adapt, learn, and rise as fast as you. Good people are nowhere to be found these days. The same old prose that shadows the achievents of mister 2006. Workers. Colleagues. Entrepreneurs. Venture Capitalists. Politicians. And friends. But lucky bee lucky mee, friends are aplenty since during the yesteryears of my life, so there's no need to add new ones. Although, in this respect I do have to mention that I've been quite a lucky bastard when it comes to having new, interesting and great friends this year.
And since I am in a very nonsensical mood this morning... My Apoidea subtype: Sugar-bag Bee My nectar: The Oil & Gas Industry My pollen: The Film & Entertainment World My larvae: The New Media & Interaction Design Company My pollinators: The mentors, The euphemista, The Queens, The Fathers My dance teacher: The mentors My eusociallites: The other Apoideas My Cleptoparasitics: The Queens, The euphemista My hives: The cell-holder, The nectar-processor My bole:The pollen-storer Bees are such wonderful creatures... It's almost 6, in the wee morning of Christmas Eve. Merry Chrismas for you. Happy Eid Adha for me. And a very good day for everybody 14 Dezember An EULA with moraleAny guesses on who the creators might be?
03 Dezember Reminiscing...
I wonder where might she be right at this moment, oh Miss Krim-Altea... tu me manques tellement... 23 November Palm Treo 650, Black Tie  This handsome unit has single-handedly upped me a notch to C-Fu v2.75! Getting there.
Watch out for me in TheStar's InTech soon!
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