Sunday, May 1, 2011

qwerty 62

Since there has been some war of principles, let's put our trust on another thing : Faith.

I stand on my ground. I bury my feet. :D

Thursday, April 28, 2011

Story 65 Imargerine 11 Qwerty 61

I'm gonna fight 'em all
A seven nation army couldn't hold me back
They're gonna rip it off
Taking their time right behind my back < heh

And I'm talking to myself at night
Because I can't forget
Back and forth through my mind
Behind a cigarette < and hot tea :)
And the message/feeling coming from my eyes
Says leave it alone < (Problem?) ;D

Don't want to hear about it
Every single one's got a story to tell < HELL YEAH, MORON
Everyone knows about it
From the Queen of England to the hounds of hell

And if I catch it coming back my way
I'm gonna serve it to you < not me but something else
And that aint what you want to hear
But thats what I'll do < no. WE'll do.
And the feeling coming from my bones
Says find a home < yawn and sleep?

I'm goin to Wichita < Hmmmpfftt?
Far from this opera for evermore
I'm gonna work the straw
Make the sweat/sweet drip out of every pore
And I'm bleeding, and I'm bleeding, and I'm bleeding
Right before the lord
All the words are gonna bleed from me
And I will think/sing no more < hihihihihihihihihihi :D 
And the stains coming from my BLOOD
Tell me go back home < and sleep. :D

Extra Cut Clip especially for some people:

From : Hantu Kak Limah

Awie: Teman udah bekerje beso. 
Awie: udah bekerje beso kat Singapo tu.
Awie: teman jadi SUPERVISA kat kilang elektronik tuh. heheh heh huh
Usop: Bukan SUPERVISA. "Supervisor"
Usop: Itulah pentingnya English Education (Problem? Epic Troll Face) ;D

You see, if human have shadows, words have them too. <3 HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

This is why I love using free expensive traps, like this one :  hihihihihihihihihihi :D
Hey, to whomever that helped : Seriously and honestly, Thanks a lot.
Terima Kasih

and Why so serious? and Who the fuck cares?
pesanan simple (p/s) : dogs. its their job to bark.

Sunday, April 24, 2011

story 64

Let's talk about "story" today. About those that you heard, about those that you really see with your eyes, about those that you experienced or about someone else's.

Few years ago, a friend of mine, Hanafi had an accident while riding his motorcycle with another friend of mine, Zani in Melaka. The story went passed-by via sms within our community of close friends in our hometown. I went and asked a friend of mine "Weh biar betol Napi eksiden? terok ke tak weh?" and he said "terok bodoh. dia tercarap, muka terseret, badan dengan tangan memang mcm takyah cite la sebab baju korak rabak. Zani ok je takde pape". I asked another friend of mine "Eh terok gile Napi eksiden? Ape cerite?" and he replied "Gile engko, bawak 130 alih-alih langgar divider memang ah terok. aku dengo cite dia tersadai kat hospital pengsan jari patah".

Few days later, it's another friend of mine's turn to ask me about Hanafi's condition and I said simply something like this : "Dagu dia hilang muka terseret, badan patah riuk, dia tengah pengsan tak sedarkan diri kat hospital sana". Some friends of mine scratched their head, feeling sorry and some are kinda furious and wanted to go to Melaka asap but they cant since they got some job to do. But magically during the night, someone texted me saying "Weh Napi dah balik rumah makcik dia hanto". I rushed to his home with some friends of mine.

Everybody was shocked to see Napi, with just bloody-bandages and bloody-stitches. "Ni babi mane cerite dagu aku hilang, jari aku putus, aku koma tulang aku patah riuk?"-Napi. We stared at each other's eyes and start blaming each other with "Haaa die ni cite kat aku, bodoh", "Tak, ni pun aku denga cite daripada dia" and "Mana aku tau, aku cite ni pun sebab dia bagitau aku". And then Napi said "Haa tu la main sedap je hentam cerite macam-macam. Dah dah aku nak masuk jap letak barang, jap lagi kita pegi lepak warung ngeteh" with a laugh.

And this is another tragedy that happened during I was in the late Form 5 :

A friend of mine, Farid was rushing on his way riding a motorcycle to a restaurant in town to have a dinner with his family. And, things that you can expect sometimes, happened. A van hit him although he tried to evade the van, according to the witnesses there at that time. His motorcycle was very badly damaged, and Farid's head got smacked with his motorcycle's handle bar due to the sudden brake of the motorcycle. I even forgot what's the name of that physic law. Farid was badly injured and was sent to our hometown's hospital.

He was in coma for a week. I could remember clearly that his body has becoming a bit huge due to the fluid pipe channeling vitamins and food in the form of fluid going through inside his veins, because he was uncouncious and cant even eat. Let's just say, he was bloated with fluid. I could remember clearly too of the sound of his breath exhaling and inhaling using those pump machines and pipes. And then, at the end of the week, he died, because it was his destined time.
Few days later, I met a friend of my father which was one of arwah Farid's neighbour, and she said "E'eh Rafiq, haritu kan anak jiran makcik baru meninggal. Eksiden moto kat bando. Tu la lain kali jangan merempit". Hearing that, I made this -.- face and told her the truth.

Di kesempatan ini, meminta belas ehsan utk sedekahkan Al-Fatihah kepada roh dan jasad Muhammad Farid B Abdullah. Still, that depends on how you interpret.

Since I realise this blog has been widely spread and people making abstract impressions. So, what made you come to this blog?

Saturday, April 23, 2011

qwerty 60

since fog is the new sight and almost the same brightness as light, be careful of groping in the night

for when three quarters of full is not wide

trust us: this does make lense, sense, and tense

Friday, April 15, 2011

Imargerine 10

Since I am seriously out of mood, lets just not write a long karangan here. Or I will end up memaki-maki mcm haram. Taken somewhere from the net :

  Wide, doesnt it?

Thanks to Rob Sheridan. This reminds me of Cobain though.
 A cut-scene from The Lost World.

 I once drew Digimon characters in a boxed-Math book during primary school. At the age of 21 I get to see something like this.

 Ninjas cant catch you FTW

 This. seems. like. Ursa. Ahh I miss DotA.

 not a Guitarpro5.exe on-paper

 Toldya Deadpool was nowhere near this.
 Dont, please, you`ll fail being Hendrix.

 Eh I thought Norton sucks? Even I'm using a cracked Avira.

this what makes my psp wallpaper beautiful. :D

I saw 2 UFOs there. and the face of a man being stomped on in some posters. The face, I want to stomp very hard right now.

this is a serious hurr durr lost.

Used to trust this. But let's just stay in a herd of black sheep. Let's invite some white sheep too.

Deadpool. Having fun with yellow boxes.

 Some friends of mine fell of the chair after I showed this to them.

 Even i7 has BSoD.

Calming, doesnt it?

 About the Fibonacci Spiral, thanks to Roslinda Roslan. Numbers and shapes have never been so interesting.

 This made me laugh like hell.

Let's add the sound effect of "plup" here.
 "Once upon a time, in a galaxy far far away, and the existence of..... Google"

Who gets the clear picture? There is one. And let's leave all the judgements.

Story 62

Cheap tricks of setting up traps. That shows how desperate you are in trying to knock some people down in some way.

Still, umum :)

Thursday, April 14, 2011

qwerty 59

Lense, sense, and tense. It has been intense. In the middle of dense.

Let's dance hahah

Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Imargerine 9 Qwerty 58 Story 61 zzz 15 CULM 2

Yeah. Based on the title, this is a COMBO.
The Strokes - Ize of the World

Just like your idol singer sings, sighs and whines. Sometimes you think you know what it means, sometimes you think what you thought is right. Should've done a reality checklists, first, about what is the truth and what is swine. I repeat, sometimes you think you know what it means, sometimes you think what you thought is right. But you know what, what's certain is that you`re just a Geli-Mat.

D.(ead) I.(dealistic) D.(esperate) I.(inventor) P.(ioneer) P.(hilosophers)

"I need you to understand something. I wrote this for you. I wrote this for you and only you. Everyone else who reads it, doesn’t get it. They may think they get it, but they don’t. This is the sign you’ve been looking for. You were meant to read these words." - copied from I Wrote This For You's title.

qwerty 57

A watermelon, so funny, it's skin looks like a repetitive stripes of Geli-Mat's jacket

I gave you a soap, but still you throw rubbish at me. Might as well reconsider giving you a soap or Clorox again later, once someone else are throwing you rubbish. Or, probably, I would just end up staring with my favourite smiley face.

Imargerine 8

Its funny how Jimi died in 1970 but he could still help someone talks in some way in 2011, by melodies from the guitar or by words. You can Google the lyric. Rest in peace, Jimmeh. But sorry Jimmeh, I`m not gonna send you any holy words and sentences from my religion, because its going to be wasteful and useless. Because I'd rather read Al-Fatihah untuk roh dan jasad kepada close people around me such as families and friends that have met death a little earlier, than us. Not forgetting, that I'd rather read Al-Fatihah untuk roh dan jasad to some ikhlas smiling faces, to family members such as my mom and dad, sisters, and also to myself. That depends, on how you interpret.

I knowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww, some latest posts lately have revolved around religion;

It's my blog. I can do what I want with it (a principle I learned from some cruel blog). *sambil tangan gaya Azwan Ali lemah lentok*

I am on crack and I blog. Yeah, life is pretty much, having fun, crackin up lately. Who am I to sigh, I'm a voodoo child.