Friday, August 27, 2010

Imargerine 4

She's going to change the world. But. Too bad. She can't change me. :]

Monday, August 23, 2010

Imargerine 3

Taken from:

This is a picture of Quang Duc. You can google about him if you want. I`m not going to explain about the event here. But as you can see, one would let himself burned in fire to be sacrificed in order to give others a better way to live. Or, perhaps, to show  a rebellious act, to fight over something that worth more.

You`re in an angle where you can see everything, watching the moment, but faraway from the past, nor the story of the real thing.

What do you feel, joyously, watching him ?

Saturday, August 21, 2010

Sorry for the late wish, number 1

Hello! Better late than never. I hope you are happy meeting me, talking with me, laughing with me, laughing me, got mucked by me, angry at me, disgust of me, talking back about me, talk about me, praising me, kissed me, hugging me, punched me, kicked me, and mostly taking care of me for the past 20 years and for the years more to come.

p/s: I love you.

"and happy birthday, self !" -from number 2

Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Monday, August 16, 2010

story 31 qwerty 31

Sometimes you can see how people face their life based on simple things that they do.

This is a story of mine and try to find your own story to get the after-effect.

Aku seorang yang tak reti jaga barang or perhaps, ganas. Tak kira barang apa; kereta, mouse, laptop, external hard-disk, pen and other things, semua akan senang end up broken by me. So to make it simple, aku guna contoh mouse. Mouse entah berapa banyak barai sebab asyik jatuh, ada yang aku campak sebab emotional main game bunuh boss tak mati-mati, ada yang entah tak tau kenapa sedar-sedar je dah rosak, ada yang kena curik, ada yang hilang, ada yang aku operate isi mouse tu utk explore apa isi kandungan perut mouse sebab tangan gatal so jadilah tikus membaiki labu, dan juga mouse aku tumpang minum air milo time aku tengah breakfast depan laptop which is quite dimwit. Ok itu pasal machinery and things.

In a bigger context of life, I would like to talk about relationship, friendship, mothership, and also religionship. haha sejak bila ada religionship lol. People come and go in my life, some stay, some just pass by. And sure thing is that God always stays, but I`m the one running around loose. To make my stories linked up, let me tell you that; eventhough I was created like this, created as a not so good with handling and took care of things, aku tetap jaga setiap barang, setiap benda, setiap binatang, dan setiap orang yang ada di sekeliling aku. But guess what, someday things will just become like those mouses that I`ve been taken care of. It will end up broken, damaged, stolen, and lost.

Even things that we hold good care of it, will eventually be broken someday. To me, it's kinda weird with a mixture of humorous life jokes. Because I, we, of all people, dont know what the hell will happen someday.

It`s not that I dont want to repair things back to the normal condition, FYI I tried. It`s just that I am just tired of fixing that I just wanna live and let go. Because I cant stand the heat of you know what it felt; when your mouse is broken that you have the urge and wanting it to be fixed rightaway so that you can use it back at the time when you're really needing it.

Call me ignorant, stupid, idiot or whatever you want, but I`m just being what I want to be best at the moment. Rather than crying over spilt milk, or mourn over a broken mouse, I think it`s best for me to buy a new box of HL chocolate milk or buy a new cheap mouse. Hanya untuk mouse dan susu sahaja ok, sebab kalau kereta aku rosak je, takkan aku nak terus beli kereta baru. Aku bukan anak dato' kaya raya. haha. As you can understand, if the broken things are mega-expensive, I would just repair it. If it cant be repaired, just let go. And if the broken things are cheap, I would just buy a new one to replace it rightaway. Just like people.

You know you wont be having a great loss if you lost someone that is so unuseful in your life such as cheap friends, cheap family members. You wont even be having any profits of keeping them in your life because they will always end up putting heavy burden on your shoulder and then runaway like a prostitute being chased by the Jabatan Agama or to make it simple, these cheap people could make life more miserable for us. For expensive friends, expensive family members, if you can't repair the broken one, I know you will feel a hurtful punchback of pain, but again, all that you can do is let go.

I dont want to talk much about religion, because you know what is expensive and what is cheap. Again I wanted to insist that repairing the expensive things are better than the cheap one. Eventhough one day, even the expensive things will be broken again, but the least you could do is to continue your life and let things go according to the wave.

So, have you learn anything old today?

Saturday, August 14, 2010

qwerty 30

Yes I am hard. as hard as a stone. but wait till you meet my ego. no, not that scooter ego motorcycle. ah you know, that kind of ego that makes your mouth shut tight and I dont know what kind or shape it is, but it will hold up all your bodies from saying your thoughts out loud.

and again, wait till you meet my ego. It`s a diamond.

In human, I see these proof:

I`m sure that if I am certain of not doing anything wrong, I can see that diamond inside my eyes. Try to watch yours too.

But, as for me, if I know I have done anything wrong, which my thoughts will be haunted by it, I will let that diamond melt and as easy as the water flow, I'll try to reap what I sow.

So now, please reap what you sow. Within me. :)

Thursday, August 12, 2010


For "god knows how many" times I`ve been laughing like a cat taking out LSD watching this videos. Who knows one day you`ll be a boss, then these are maybe what you would end up doing. Haha.

And this dude has some kind of way of making jokes and create sumthing silly so creatively and a good taste of music, definitely. It`s been some time since I hear to these 5seconds-50words genre which is, Rap song and as the interviewer said, "This has been eye-opening for me". hahaha.


oh yeah btw, you should watch "JIZZ IN MY PANTS" too. hahaha

Monday, August 9, 2010

He gets what he deserves, after being so humble.

Sunday, August 8, 2010

qwerty29 story 30

today is special. today is not about how i feel. today is all about how you feel. i always wondered and wanted to know how you feel towards me. example: "am i that weird from your point of view", or maybe "am i so offensively a jerk" perhaps "what is he some kind of stupid sily pervert" etc etc.

i always wondered how am i to you. am i that kind of rude, selfish type of moron who would like to scold people around for fun, or am i the one who would create a laugh at the end of my sentence or am i the one who backstab you as a hobby during free time. am i that type who would come when i am in need of help and then go rightaway after i get my prize after winning the hardship.

sometimes i would ask some people of how they think about me and i would end up being ridiculed and sarcassed of buang tebiat dah nak mampus (okay amat gentle kan guna mampus? haha) just because of that "dude, kau rasa aku ni macam sial tak?" question. and then they would continue laughing saying "kau la manusia sial paling sial sial sial sial sial" eventhough i know that`s not an answer.that`s just a stupid joke covering up something and this is not some sort of question of lepak tepi tembok hisap ganja.

and dont lie to me. you, of all human, too, would think of this "how am i to them" idea somewhere, sometimes, because you are also a mere idiot human who would want to solve the misteries of knowing who you really are and what mistakes have you done, if any.

loittering alone at some streets, squatting while a ciggarrette was in my hand, i found this beautiful young lady walking pass through.she is around my age.and i wondered how am i to her. am i that ugly or, am i that attractive to her, does she think of me as a pervert staring at some of her body parts especially her bumpers or, am i that ignorant boy who looses his chance of getting to know a hot chick like her without introducing myself to her and not asking her mobile phone number.

looking at my father's face while he was reading smses from his handphone wondering if i am that burden to him or, am i a good son. i wonder if he ever think of me molding and evolutionised to this negative way once before he got me.

watching some idiot faces, that are, some very close friends of mine, wondering ; am i that important to you or, am i just a handbag you carry around when one day i got old and dirty, you would leave me in the closet. am i that clown who loves to make things merrier or am i that kind of shit to you when once i cant control myself when i am brutally unstable of anger and doing some kind of shit tthings you dont even predict.

staring at the mirror, looking at this ironically stranger whom i used to dont know who he is, and you yourself, do you know who you are?. looking at the stranger who looked back at you, wondering ; am i that good or, am i that bad. are you happy or are you sad. please be rad.

and, about that speech of "today is not about how i feel. today is all about how you feel", obviously, i lied. today is, still, about how i feel.

p/s: and to atika azumi yang bangang in case if you read this, tak sangka kau siap boleh buat post about me. hahahaha super duper bangang. thanks btw. :>


Wednesday, August 4, 2010

Stroy 29

It's been bothering me whether to say "pergi lah mampos" or "pergi la mampus" because come to think of it, using "pergi lah mampos" sounds a bit too emotionally covered up in anger. While "pergi lah mampus" sounds a bit neat, tidy and gentle.

And to get to the bottom of the story, I dont even know who am I right now. haha

p/s: that typo Stroy was caused from a quick update which sounds kinda "WTF"

Monday, August 2, 2010

May I implant a good intellectual comic strip in your mind?

p/s: I dont know who the drawer of this comic is. But for sure, he gave me the nerve to rebel for a good cause eventhough I`m not a good Muslim. So why dont you spread it around, splitting between what a shame and a good name with a black visible bold line. Taken from someone`s facebook. Love and Salam.