Wednesday, October 31, 2007

JengJengJeng!

Forgotten...

I received an RP letter yesterday. So the rumour's true then. I pwnteng for 3/4 lessons in Week 5. LOL and right at the bottom it says

Copy sent to
Yahaya B Yusof

OMG! So I went to intercept the letter. Too late! It's already in his drawer. So I sneaked into his room, and luckily he was sleeping soundly. Creeping death! I quietly opened his drawer and searched his new letters for one that is similar to mine.

JengJengJeng!

I found it, stole it and ran away! I opened the letter and it was an exact copy as mine. So without a thought, I trashed it away, shred it and burned it. OK, not the latter two. But yeah. Evidence discarded.

Salam

Tuesday, October 30, 2007

Some old, some new

Memories of Nobody...

I was rummaging through my Friendster's friend list. Some old, some new. These past memories do no longer resemble the present. Some of which I wish I do not know previously. I discard them, because I believe we have no similarities nor acquantainces now. Makes me treasure the ones I have now, because in the future it's gonna repeat again.

Facebook is leet!

Salam.

Sunday, October 28, 2007

Holy Diver

Powerslave

I'm sitting on a fence dividing good and evil
While the devil and my consciousness are trying to pull me to their sides

I'm always looking for a sick opportunity
And when I do, I would turn back to that whom I've turned my back to
Can't you see this hypocrisy?

And now it seems more chances are there for me to grasp
And now
I'll pledge my allegiance to the one
To accomplish what's needed to be accomplished

I'll get things done right
There's no room for unlawful dwellers
Something a liberal society fails to see to

Tuesday, October 23, 2007

And of course, piracy heaven!

Blackened!

I finally extended my long dead passport. So a trip to the Federation made me happy. A nice breakout from the urban catastrophe. And of course, piracy heaven! So went home and loaded the circular technologised discus and onward pleasure!!

Can't believe I slept for 12 hours. I've got deadlines to meet. Reports and more reports!! Argh!!! Still wanna play games la!!!

Aff..what a retarded post this has been. 10 more school weeks to graduation! (I hope, insyallah)

Salam!

Thursday, October 18, 2007

Just like that

BB Macdonalds

This week is a total annihilation of Hari Raya aftermath. ¾ days pwnteng. Just like that. Too tired I guess… Anyways, I’ve got loads of assignments to accomplish in the upcoming weeks. FYP, Art UT, self-relinquishments and satisfactions. !!!

Tuesday, October 16, 2007

The new moon shows; the old habits return
Insecurities left my heart hanging
But the debt paid for my weakness be left not forgotten
Not until the year after

Monday, October 15, 2007

Thursday - jumper cikgu

Monday - lari

LAin hari - bayar ganti rugi

Sunday, October 14, 2007

Subhanallah; indeed your slave here is weak in his heart

Poetic license I call it

Kueh sepotong!

Raya was a blast! I felt happy for Muslims who managed to celebrate their success of fasting in the month of Ramadhan, Muslims who managed to seek forgiveness of their sins, and Muslims who...uh I can't think of any good phrase. Poetic license I call it. But I felt kinda empty even though yesterday was a means of celebration for the heart, because the prerequisite mission was incomplete. nvm. Regroup and conquer for 10 days this month! And full the next...and full the next...

I just completed my NS documentation. Leceh ah. Need to print, need to bring health booklet. Need to wear T and shorts. Need to check this and that. Oh well. Whatever it is, I need to buy new specs before next year. The current one stinks!!! /lol

Erm...salam?

Friday, October 12, 2007

No nature crap pl0x

Fake!!!

No more faking! Loyal to Vespa; loyal to Vespa!!! No nature crap pl0x.

1. The Destruction of a Simple Motor Vehicle
2. A Swarm of Vespa

More chores coming up! Chenqiueh!

Thursday, October 11, 2007

Today we is ooffed!

Migraine...

Time and time again, whenever I feel like a retard, I should shut up and act like one. Today proves it. I utter gibberish and get gibberish feedback! Argh!! Today we is ooffed!

3rd meeting finished at 1440. Then there is thunderstorm! My rest!!!!

Salam...


Oh

Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri!!!

Wednesday, October 10, 2007

Slack...

Now I'm in class bored.

Tuesday, October 9, 2007

Subjective

Top 10 Metallica songs:

10. Disposable Heroes
9. Wherever I May Roam
8. Fade To Black
7. Jump In The Fire
6. Blackened
5. Battery
4. Welcome Home (Sanitarium)
3. Orion
2. The Four Horsemen
1. Creeping Death

Top 10 Megadeth songs:

10. Hangar 18
9. 99 Ways To Die
8. Sleepwalker
7. Killing Is My Business...And Business Is Good
6. Anarchy in the UK
5. Devil's Island
4. Peace Sells...But Who's Buying
3. Wake Up Dead
2. Symphony of Destruction
1. Holy Wars...The Punishment Due

Top 10 Iron Maiden songs:

10. Fear of the Dark
9. Dance of Death
8. Alexander the Great
7. Caught Somewhere in Time
6. The Number of the Beast
5. 2 Minutes to Midnight
4. Wasted Years
3. Rime of the Ancient Mariner
2. Powerslave
1. Phantom of The Opera

Sea of Madness

Sadness...

The sun don't shine on the sea of madness...

The thought that reflects the blame on every bad experiences.

Happiness on the other hand, will help you wash away those bad memories and focus on that one thing which makes you happy.

....

Thank you Azimah for the card! I loike!!

Salam!

Monday, October 8, 2007

Remember...

As you grow older, the number of people whom you know around you will eventually decrease.

Sad...

Salam.

Sunday, October 7, 2007

Lest I lose it all

< Back

Time to return to the drawing board. The blueprint. The anatomy. The everything.

Seriously need to regain my composure. Lest I lose it all

Salam

Saturday, October 6, 2007

Smoke on the Water

Thoughts...

I hate going out during the weekends. I wanna get married by 25. I want my kids to have a young outlook when they grow up. And I like girls with short to shoulder-length hair.

lol aniwaes...

The Dream of An Apple Seed

Main element is an apple seed burrowed in a brown wet soil, characterized by its mixture of blue and brown gradient. Faint blue spots are defined by water droplets to nurture the germinating seed into a young shoot. The metaphorical interior of the seed shows the dream of the seed: to be a fully grown tree and bear many fruits to spread its fruity colony. Starting from the root that sprouts below, its shoot leaves encircles at its sides which enjoins at the centre. From there, the life cycle grows upward (literally) to show the different stages: bud, flower, tree. An apple will be placed in the centre and show its seeds to tell us that the original seed would want its bloodline to follow on. A figurative face will be marked by the placement of apples to show the seed's surreal dream is really...surreal. Colours are denoted accordingly, but most probably towards the lighter hue but a darker tone.

A Simple Motor Vehicle Of the Past
A Destructive War Machine Of the Future

A Vespa in the middle; clean, a beauty, and a definite comparitive to the word 'angel'. However, the rest of the background describes destruction; burning buildings, shattered debris, smoke on the water. Happens in a very clear day. The Vespa is equipped with machinery bombardments. Cannon on the sidewheels, razors too and a huge turret commanding homing missile launches. It did happen in the past, but this work is just to show that how a simple thing can eventually be made into a human slayer.

Salam.

Thursday, October 4, 2007

I lack motivation pl0x

Wednesday, October 3, 2007

Let's try to be more humble, shall we?

Wasted Years

Downfall...

My ego's taking my own life. This year's is a wasted one. Four days of repayment. One night of submission. 0% increment in humanity. 0% anticipation. I'm a bad boy...

Having a look at my recent photos, I'm a disgust at my body posture. It doesn't seem bad 3 years ago. But now it looks awful to me. I even looked weirder standing up straight.

I was nervous because it was the upmost opportunity to strike, and it had me worried that I might falter. However, there's another reason. The incapability to understand.

So~ understand
Don't waste your time always searching for those wasted years
Face it~ make your stand
And realize you're living in your golden years

Salam