Ah, look at you lately. Pretty down aren't you?
Um, well, that how the circle of fate rotate. Sometimes you are in your best shape, and sometimes you are not.
You. Yeah, it's you. Um, um. No, I means you, yep it is you, myself. Stupid. Read this, me. And try out for something else that can make you feels better. Accidents will happen.
p/s: Can I kill someone tonight?
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Fly Away
Hey, don't ask me why.
If you listen to my aching heart you will know the answer.
But I love this beautiful time.
And I don't want it to remain the same.
Maybe tonight you will reach the sky.
So I will see your true desire.
No one feels so free.
Over and over again.
Go, fly away.
If you listen to my aching heart you will know the answer.
But I love this beautiful time.
And I don't want it to remain the same.
Maybe tonight you will reach the sky.
So I will see your true desire.
No one feels so free.
Over and over again.
Go, fly away.
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Midnight Lover
Yeah, I'm still here. Writing something I myself don't know yet where the destination is heading to.
Midnight Lover?
Yeah, maybe it's something that I need to be. I have to be. The coldness of the midnight air, sealed in an almost-complete silence. And I love it.
The silence gives you an unusual calmness to think clearly, like you are walking on a clear water surface.
At this time, believe me, you can even hear you heartbeat loudly, shouting at you, "I'm still alive!".
p/s: Hey moon; please forget to fall down...
Midnight Lover?
Yeah, maybe it's something that I need to be. I have to be. The coldness of the midnight air, sealed in an almost-complete silence. And I love it.
The silence gives you an unusual calmness to think clearly, like you are walking on a clear water surface.
At this time, believe me, you can even hear you heartbeat loudly, shouting at you, "I'm still alive!".
p/s: Hey moon; please forget to fall down...
Freak Shows
Till today, I still remember the almost-happened creepy experience to me. But, luckily it was my friends they were looking for. Hell yeah, struck me with thunder so I will believe that, something were accompanying us in every single night while we were in deep slept.
Well, that what was happened in our PLKN camp, especially in my dorm. Maybe our dorm was the most tempting place for the ghosts to hang out, as it was dark, even in a day light. At first, I don't believe those myth stories, told by our coach. Who knows, probably his intention just want to scared us, so we will play nice, too.
It was 2 a.m. early in the morning. My friends were still playing with some wrestling stuff, I guess it was Muay Thai martial art. Tired and sleepy, one of my friends went to sleep. Suddenly he felt something hissed through his ears. Hesitated, he was trying to look out for the sound, instead of ignoring it.
"Who is there?" there was fear in his voice. And of course he was speaking in Malay at that time. I'm the one who responsible to translate them in English.
It was a complete silent of the midnight; answering his question.
A pair of red eyes were staring at him, in a total darkness. And he knew it. As he forced himself to look back, the black thing with four legs and a long neck, jumped before him. Obviously, it was not a Giraffe. What in the hell a Giraffe stick on the top of the ceiling and move agilely? Obviously it’s not. Harmless, but yet creepy, that unknown "animal" kept its reddish eyes on him. Staring at those red eyes, he knew it, it wasn't an animal. That thing stretching it's long neck abruptly. Then, its launched its body through the front door, leaving him, numb.
We were realized there was something wrong with him after that. He was suddenly changed, from happy-go-lucky boy into quite moody boy. And of course it was irritating for us to not knowing what hap happened to him.
"You were facing a ghost, and you did not run away or at least, scream?" asked me, curious.
"I don't know what to do at that time" he said, still in trauma. He deserve more credit than us, more than he do.
But, the horror didn't end there.
Our captain, was in shock out as he himself saw what was in his bed when he was in night patrol. Before this, there were rumors about his haunted bed, the most pleasant mattress in our dorm, always be a stopover for the white things. And finally, the day had come, where he saw them before his eyes. It's freaking him out. Of course it was. Who will feel happy about this, a ghost visit your bed, watching you sleep every night? Please note this, they were not Edward Cullen, they were ghost!
Flying fireball, pocong, and what-so-ever, were there. In our camp.
Hysteria? Yep, there was once. But just once.
Um, there were plenty of ghost stories in our camp. But I think these light stories should be enough.
Well, that what was happened in our PLKN camp, especially in my dorm. Maybe our dorm was the most tempting place for the ghosts to hang out, as it was dark, even in a day light. At first, I don't believe those myth stories, told by our coach. Who knows, probably his intention just want to scared us, so we will play nice, too.
It was 2 a.m. early in the morning. My friends were still playing with some wrestling stuff, I guess it was Muay Thai martial art. Tired and sleepy, one of my friends went to sleep. Suddenly he felt something hissed through his ears. Hesitated, he was trying to look out for the sound, instead of ignoring it.
"Who is there?" there was fear in his voice. And of course he was speaking in Malay at that time. I'm the one who responsible to translate them in English.
It was a complete silent of the midnight; answering his question.
A pair of red eyes were staring at him, in a total darkness. And he knew it. As he forced himself to look back, the black thing with four legs and a long neck, jumped before him. Obviously, it was not a Giraffe. What in the hell a Giraffe stick on the top of the ceiling and move agilely? Obviously it’s not. Harmless, but yet creepy, that unknown "animal" kept its reddish eyes on him. Staring at those red eyes, he knew it, it wasn't an animal. That thing stretching it's long neck abruptly. Then, its launched its body through the front door, leaving him, numb.
We were realized there was something wrong with him after that. He was suddenly changed, from happy-go-lucky boy into quite moody boy. And of course it was irritating for us to not knowing what hap happened to him.
"You were facing a ghost, and you did not run away or at least, scream?" asked me, curious.
"I don't know what to do at that time" he said, still in trauma. He deserve more credit than us, more than he do.
But, the horror didn't end there.
Our captain, was in shock out as he himself saw what was in his bed when he was in night patrol. Before this, there were rumors about his haunted bed, the most pleasant mattress in our dorm, always be a stopover for the white things. And finally, the day had come, where he saw them before his eyes. It's freaking him out. Of course it was. Who will feel happy about this, a ghost visit your bed, watching you sleep every night? Please note this, they were not Edward Cullen, they were ghost!
Flying fireball, pocong, and what-so-ever, were there. In our camp.
Hysteria? Yep, there was once. But just once.
Um, there were plenty of ghost stories in our camp. But I think these light stories should be enough.
Saturday, April 24, 2010
Time Magican
Time is our greatest rival, an immortal opponent.
Without us realized or not, time is always chasing us. If we are not the one who cut it, it’s going to cut off us first, letting us behind.
Because of time, we are getting older day by day. And unfortunately, we can’t do much to stop it; aging.
The time dimension is unbreakable, for us as a mere human; except for God.
Second, minute, and hour. That is how human measured time.
We already have a living clock in our body, which is heart, counting our remaining life restless.
Time is money, so money means time?
Made no sound; time letting us without any warning.
But, there is always a choice. There has to be. So spend the time wisely.
Hush. Hush. The time is running out.
Without us realized or not, time is always chasing us. If we are not the one who cut it, it’s going to cut off us first, letting us behind.
Because of time, we are getting older day by day. And unfortunately, we can’t do much to stop it; aging.
The time dimension is unbreakable, for us as a mere human; except for God.
Second, minute, and hour. That is how human measured time.
We already have a living clock in our body, which is heart, counting our remaining life restless.
Time is money, so money means time?
Made no sound; time letting us without any warning.
But, there is always a choice. There has to be. So spend the time wisely.
Hush. Hush. The time is running out.
Friday, April 23, 2010
True Human
Human are greedy. Nothing is enough to satisfy their need.
Weak and fragile; most human carry these within them.
But still, they are strong and unpredictable. Enormous and unknown potential stored in them.
They need a community. And can not survive living alone for the entire of his or her life.
Human need love. The feeling of wanted to love someone and being love by someone else, is a feeling that cannot be erased in them; as it’s comes naturally.
Sometimes they are losing their way, because there is always some breakdown in the middle of their road to the victory.
What made human different from other creatures God had created; they have “heart” and brain installed in them.
Human are troublesome. They kept on fighting each other, every single day, year to year, century to century; they still kept on killing each other.
Without soul in them, they are not much different from a zombie.
Human are disgusting when they are thinking without using their rational, letting the devil possess their mind.
Human are like an angel, when they are showing their purely mercy and kindness from their heart to others.
Sometimes, they are unique; when they knew how to use their ability to the fullest.
Weak and fragile; most human carry these within them.
But still, they are strong and unpredictable. Enormous and unknown potential stored in them.
They need a community. And can not survive living alone for the entire of his or her life.
Human need love. The feeling of wanted to love someone and being love by someone else, is a feeling that cannot be erased in them; as it’s comes naturally.
Sometimes they are losing their way, because there is always some breakdown in the middle of their road to the victory.
What made human different from other creatures God had created; they have “heart” and brain installed in them.
Human are troublesome. They kept on fighting each other, every single day, year to year, century to century; they still kept on killing each other.
Without soul in them, they are not much different from a zombie.
Human are disgusting when they are thinking without using their rational, letting the devil possess their mind.
Human are like an angel, when they are showing their purely mercy and kindness from their heart to others.
Sometimes, they are unique; when they knew how to use their ability to the fullest.
Road Bullies
Imagine this. You are stuck in some traffic jam in the middle of concrete building jungle. This is your final opportunity you got whereby you have to present some important paper work to your new clients, coming late will cost you being scold by your boss. And the worst scenario, you probably are going to lose your job.
The air tensions around you are getting heavy and heavier. It’s feels like the tensions in the air are going to explode in your head. The grips of hands of yours’ are getting tighter, showing the presence of stress.
Can you imagine what will happen after that?
In my opinion, road bully is also one of the forms of displacement aggression. The driver kept blaming on each others’ fault, but in a wrong way. Make some noise, keep bumping each other, and last but not least, involves in road accident.
But remember, not all of the road bullies are totally bad, maybe its because their internal problem, but neither not all of them are good, or reasonable enough and can be forgive due to their condition just like in the above situations.
The road bullies exist because of the lack of driving skill from others drivers; causing them to burst into anger. Could you imagine, driving about 60km/h in the right line of the high way, whereby the right line limit is about 110km/h, how come people would not get angry? Until today, I still remember the case in London. A woman who drove a Perodua Kenari in the right lane from 4 lanes in the highway, and shockingly, she only drove it just about 40km/h. She had successfully caused chaos in London’s highway at that night. The result was, she got fine and the court stated that she needs to retake her driving license, again.
Well, that’s one of the best examples that not all of the road bullies is bad. But better don’t mess up with the road bullies; we don’t know who they are. Some of the road bullies love to see their “prey” got scared when they are tailgating them, close enough to cause an accident.
What can I conclude here are the government should pay serious attention to this situation, and the punishment for the road bullies should be impose harshly, so their will never committing the same mistake or this extreme behavior. In addition, their driving license should be revoked. They can say goodbye to their driving license.
p/s: :|
The air tensions around you are getting heavy and heavier. It’s feels like the tensions in the air are going to explode in your head. The grips of hands of yours’ are getting tighter, showing the presence of stress.
Can you imagine what will happen after that?
In my opinion, road bully is also one of the forms of displacement aggression. The driver kept blaming on each others’ fault, but in a wrong way. Make some noise, keep bumping each other, and last but not least, involves in road accident.
But remember, not all of the road bullies are totally bad, maybe its because their internal problem, but neither not all of them are good, or reasonable enough and can be forgive due to their condition just like in the above situations.
The road bullies exist because of the lack of driving skill from others drivers; causing them to burst into anger. Could you imagine, driving about 60km/h in the right line of the high way, whereby the right line limit is about 110km/h, how come people would not get angry? Until today, I still remember the case in London. A woman who drove a Perodua Kenari in the right lane from 4 lanes in the highway, and shockingly, she only drove it just about 40km/h. She had successfully caused chaos in London’s highway at that night. The result was, she got fine and the court stated that she needs to retake her driving license, again.
Well, that’s one of the best examples that not all of the road bullies is bad. But better don’t mess up with the road bullies; we don’t know who they are. Some of the road bullies love to see their “prey” got scared when they are tailgating them, close enough to cause an accident.
What can I conclude here are the government should pay serious attention to this situation, and the punishment for the road bullies should be impose harshly, so their will never committing the same mistake or this extreme behavior. In addition, their driving license should be revoked. They can say goodbye to their driving license.
p/s: :|
Life
Life is unpredictable; as not our entire plan is going to be as what we had planned.
Life is meant to be a big fun, to those who are into it and appreciated it.
Life is meant to be sadness, to those who are weak enough to accept the fact that LIFE IS UNFAIR.
Life is an adventure; to those who are always wanted to try out for something new and do not afraid the word of FAILURE.
Life is meaningless, without a strong banister, a religion. And of course the best and divine religion is and always is Islam.
Life is a challenge, everyday is a test. So better watch out your step or the devil will get you.
Life is short; no doubt about that as we are mortal. Every second, every minute, every hour, every day, week, month and year, people continue to die unstoppable, due to nature or vice versa.
Life is a battlefield, to those who are fated to be born in the middle of war, such as Palestine.
Life is a world paradise, to those who are born with wealth and health; perfectionist-to-be.
Life is meant to be boring; to those who never across in their mind to raid the true meaning of of their existence.
Life is a big lie, to those who are living in their own fake world and they never realized it.
Life is never meant to be a real life, instead of a graveyard in a trash can, for those poor innocent babies who are being left away by their super idiot bastard parents.
p/s: :|
Life is meant to be a big fun, to those who are into it and appreciated it.
Life is meant to be sadness, to those who are weak enough to accept the fact that LIFE IS UNFAIR.
Life is an adventure; to those who are always wanted to try out for something new and do not afraid the word of FAILURE.
Life is meaningless, without a strong banister, a religion. And of course the best and divine religion is and always is Islam.
Life is a challenge, everyday is a test. So better watch out your step or the devil will get you.
Life is short; no doubt about that as we are mortal. Every second, every minute, every hour, every day, week, month and year, people continue to die unstoppable, due to nature or vice versa.
Life is a battlefield, to those who are fated to be born in the middle of war, such as Palestine.
Life is a world paradise, to those who are born with wealth and health; perfectionist-to-be.
Life is meant to be boring; to those who never across in their mind to raid the true meaning of of their existence.
Life is a big lie, to those who are living in their own fake world and they never realized it.
Life is never meant to be a real life, instead of a graveyard in a trash can, for those poor innocent babies who are being left away by their super idiot bastard parents.
p/s: :|
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Power
Hi there. It had been a while since my last entry. Well, I'm not going to talk about what had happened in the last 5 days.
By the way, I'm just wondering, have you ever feel this, the feeling of high and mighty, and you felt that you're using all of your luck in that year (perhaps?)!
At that time, you felt, wow, its like everything was perfectly done, without any mistake.
But, as an ordinary human, we're unavoidable from the feeling of dignity, even just in a split of second, then you're done.
Power without recitation, it was like a warrior who was holding a sword without a shield.
p/s: great power always come with great consequence.
By the way, I'm just wondering, have you ever feel this, the feeling of high and mighty, and you felt that you're using all of your luck in that year (perhaps?)!
At that time, you felt, wow, its like everything was perfectly done, without any mistake.
But, as an ordinary human, we're unavoidable from the feeling of dignity, even just in a split of second, then you're done.
Power without recitation, it was like a warrior who was holding a sword without a shield.
p/s: great power always come with great consequence.
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Born to run
Release the music in your soul now.
Let it play out loud, cracking the wall of invincible.
Just be yourself, because you already knew it that your are no good in acting.
No need to pretend to be someone else in order to be acceptable by those mongrels.
The rhythm already inside you.
So stand up boy, make a clear path of yours.
Let it play out loud, cracking the wall of invincible.
Just be yourself, because you already knew it that your are no good in acting.
No need to pretend to be someone else in order to be acceptable by those mongrels.
The rhythm already inside you.
So stand up boy, make a clear path of yours.
Werewolf II
"I'm angry right now", he said.
"But you are smiling...", replied me, in teasing tone.
Then, he cut off me before I could continue my words, "No, I'm not".
"... You are still smiling, Mal", said me.
"... Guess can't help it", he said in frustrated tone.
He he. How come you are smiling while you are angry? Maybe because you are not really into it yet, or you are too kind, my friend.
Well, that's a good way to control your anger. Smile.
p/s: Hopefully he will notice this. :D
"But you are smiling...", replied me, in teasing tone.
Then, he cut off me before I could continue my words, "No, I'm not".
"... You are still smiling, Mal", said me.
"... Guess can't help it", he said in frustrated tone.
He he. How come you are smiling while you are angry? Maybe because you are not really into it yet, or you are too kind, my friend.
Well, that's a good way to control your anger. Smile.
p/s: Hopefully he will notice this. :D
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