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Archive for August, 2005


.no. 2.

i love you so much i don’t know why
you aint hip as that neighbour
i aint phunky as its people either
and never would fancy such a living anyway
it irks and confuses all the way
i love you will always do
hoping that you’d know it too

.barney.

saye suke peluk mak saye
suke peluk Pinky
suke peluk bantal
suke peluk big teddy yg Yop bagi
suke peluk small dark red teddy
suke peluk Yoshi
suke peluk Ninglattamteh
suke peluk Jannah!
saye suke peluk
barney ajor..

.bosan lah.

salah aku?

dia yang jagoan

ada di situ

kalau takde pun

kisahnya pasti aku dengar

kalau rajin pasti aku singkap

salah aku?

aku bukan senang nak diketahui

tak mudah nak ditarik

sukar juga dipegun

perihalnya yang hebat saja larat

salah aku?

kalau bertemu

aku senyum kucing

dia dabik dada

dia baling bola tinggi langit

aku ingat siang malam

aku fikir

tapi

salah aku?

tiga purnama penuh

sedar-sedar dia tawar

aku pula senyum kambing

dia siap kipas

tambah kentang putar

tabur sinar lampu

kalau dah begitu

kaki pasti gatal nak lari

salah aku?

kalau dia masih tidak mampu?

tapi nanti datang dia yang baru

bosan lah..

2338 12 ogos

.sicken.

yeah i remember, i was thrilled (and also nervous) to even imagine living a what-people-called university life, knowing it will be way different from our cosy, in-the-suburb maktab. now, it has been four weeks of those so called life. okie, everything is jolly and all or tedious and dull lectures. *sigh..it’s the people that bug me. the students. the university-graduates-will-be. the future-leaders. the benefactors. the educators. sedihnya bakal peneraju, pembimbing, pembangun Malaysia bersikap macam ni.

how could these selfish, sleazy, uncivilised people go through their everyday life without feeling a tinniest degree of guilt and respect to others?

eh, wait..silly me. they are, after all, ignorant.

maybe i’m new. years of living here might turn me into some kind of beast with prying red eyes to shamelessly eyeing other people tip to toe –not knowing what exactly i’m looking for, big hairy paws to push people aside while boarding buses and maybe huge bulky torso to curb others from getting on the bus before i do. what has happened to the simple back to back, in line queuing?

damn you to hell if you even, for a fraction second, think that queuing is for kids!

let us not make me start on the people in the hostel.

really, man. AREN’T YOU GUYS TIRED LIVING AMONG THESE PATHETIC INSIPID CREATURES? yeah yadda yadda yadda be tolerant be nice. HECK!! i’m tired of being nice!

sampai bile makhluk-makhluk yang sepatutnya berakal inih nak idup macam haiwan? makhluk-makhluk inih tak ingat ajaran mak ayah ke? astagfirullahalazim..Islam itu pun cara hidup, bukan sekadar pada nama agama. Islam jelas terang tidak mengajar umatnya mementingkan diri sendiri, menyusahkan org lain dan apatah lagi menyakiti hati org lain. susah sangat ke nak ikut? sah kene wat grooming tahap dewa untuk semua budak U, dari cara berkomunikasi, bermasyarakat, menyidai kain hinggalah ke tatacara berjalan tidak malas dan sopan baik untuk lelaki mahupun perempuan.

moga-moga Allah s.w.t menerangi hati ku dan seluruh umat Islam dengan hidayah dan petunjukNya. amin…

p/s: i’m tired aite but giving the creatures a spiteful glare is all i do. heh. see, nice gak lagik, adui…