Oh, Damn It!

so, i haven't write for quite sometime, i have no mood to write and Jiar is already asking me to, listen to songs, or do anything. because of one simple thing, I DIDN'T FUCKING ATTEND LAP SAP'S CHINESE NEW YEAR PARTY AND JUNK YARD SALE! What a head start for 2009.

Anyway, that's all for now. All i want right now is, all of my salary. sigh...

listening to:

Silver Sparkler by The Jim Yoshii Pile-Up

Mono by Fightstar.

Rojak Buah Cina Session.

It’s a boring morning as usual, so I decided to go out and hit the cinema. Call up Izzat and met up in Kopi ‘Oh, The Curve. As we’re talking and drinking, movie decisions are hard ‘cause we don’t know what to watch and I don’t have that “movie watching” feeling anyway. So change of plans went to Wondermilk instead. I haven’t seen Suze for quite sometime, and there she was in Wondermilk. Big eyes, petite young lady, who wouldn’t like her. So I took vanilla ice as usual and Kak Na offered us some cupcakes. I can’t remember what flavour it was but it is absolutely delicious!

After sitting around and answering a few phone calls, Jiar called Izzat and Izzat ajak Jiar pergi tengok wayang. Went to SS4 to pick up Jiar, and Jiar suggested that we should go and eat Rojak Buah Cina somewhere around Damansara Jaya. And so, no movies AGAIN! Hahaha! What a luck eyh? It was not her fault la; we didn’t have much time anyway. This is a must eat rojak! It won’t disappoint your expectations and you’ll love it with a little bit of soya from the stall next door. It is definitely better then the rojak buah from uptown, it’s not too sweet, not too salty and, for the Chinese people who can’t eat chillies or hot stuff, they can ask for the one with out chillies. I was darn happy that Jiar brought her DSLR along with her. (Because I don’t own one. Sigh.) Well, there goes the camwhoring session.

After makan semua, we wanted to go to a place where you have nice surroundings, lightings, view and its wide open. Well Jiar here knows a place like that, and it’s just behind Kelana Jaya’s LRT station. With green grass, electric cables on top of us, and those grass are freaking itchy! It was fun, the running, jumping, and flying kicks, and… oh yea, lame shots. Hahaha!

After all that ding-a-dongs, we head home and rest! I was to tired that I slept right after I reach home and lay down on my bed. Dang!


Currently listening to, Priests And Paramedics by Pedro The Lion and Let’s Dance To Joy’s Division by The Wombats.

Techno-fying laser beats and tasty "Buddha burger"

I miss “Abang Buddha’s” burger. Its located in front of Bee…(I can’t remember that restaurants name) or maybe its Bee Huat (across Uptown Damansara) or what ever la. Reasons why we call him Abang Buddha is simply because Jiar said so and his bald, “berkilat hinga membuta kan mata” Hahaha that’s so evil of me, but its true thou. Its cheap and its magically-blessed-deliciousness. Hah! There I’ve said it. Hahaha! anyway that's not what I'm here about, really. I'm feeling really sick and… shitty! Heh never thought I would be this sick now that my mum is back from her hajj and, KNOWING that I wont have a great time partying or gig-ing! Arrghh what I’m not happy with is if she’s not gonna let me go for Lap Sap’s Chinese new year party this 18th January.

Trendy-disco-dancing shit? I wouldn’t want to miss that! Miss them since uhmmm… Urbanscapes? Wow, I’ve just realize how long I haven’t party. Well since I knew who and what Lap Sap means, I really love their tunes. It’s that errr when you got shot by The Orgasmorator but with a music orgasm kinda feeling. Especially when it hits the high-progressing beats and techno-fying laser sound, people on the floor would definitely dance to that, unless you’re an alien or just not a fan of Lap Sap but you are trying to be one-which you don’t look like you one.

This people really piss me off! Why are you busy talking to your friend whiles the rest of us are actually trying to have a great time and you over there being “Mister-I don’t dance” moron. Actually I don’t hate these people, its when they start bugging you by being in your way while your dancing. Baru nak stim sikit je ade la dua ke tiga mamat and minah jahanam ni. Menyampah betul aku, macam nak sepak sepak je diorang. But its okay we’re just humans, living on trying to make people hate us right bitches?

Ok that was a little bit to harsh for them, hmmm… no apologies from me but I will try and tolerate with you people like that. Kau anak Dato’ ke, anak Pak Lah ke, anak ape lancau pun, if you’re bugging me again, wall of death will definitely be the last thing you’ll see, hear and touch; after that its good night for you and hellooo people for me.Pardon my antagonism on you guys but it is a big deal for me, I don’t like posers running around on the streets where I usually hang out, party, take photos or what ever.


Ok, so I haven’t really got my Internet fixed yet. But I manage to get some goods from em’:

The Teenagers - homecoming
Kaskade - Steppin out (Late Night Alumni slow dance remix)

Maybe not so great, you gotta respect that they make good music too right? right?

yet, another boredom.

Today is just another mother fucking shittiest day of my 2009. its late and I can't sleep thinking about stupid thoughts that have been running through my mind the whole day. I want to do a lot of things like, photography, go to gigs, hit the clubs and have a drink or two with my buddies. But i just can't because i haven't receive any money yet (for two months already) so i can't really go out, even for a photo-hunting session! Geez!

But later on the evening, Izzat said he’s bored. (Well duhhhh) So I said we should head over to Wondermilk! They have pretty awesome cupcakes I love their butterscotch drink and definitely their vanilla ice. And so we did, spend a little time outside smoking and chatting and smoking again and then only we head to uptown. (Because he is ALWAYS hungry) so we lepak there and ordered our meals. He had Nasi Goreng Cina from Bintang Henry and mine was chicken chop from “Yazid’s Western Food” I mean dude! Yours sucks bug time! Izzat didn’t even finished half of his food and so do I. And yet they can still have the cheesiest slogan, “The Best in Town”…what the fuck was that suppose to mean? Hahaha! No offence people, its vicious but it’s the truth.

After everything is done, we head back home. Took a shower and blah blah blah, around 1 in the morning Izzat was talking to Kairee ( K ) on skype about I don’t know what, but I heard Izzat mentioning my name and I was about to shower (yes, again I went to shower) A few minutes later Izzat called me, K needs to tell me something. He gave me a piece of advise, calling me mat bunga (babi kau) and yeah one piece of advise that I need to think about, and still thinking.

Okay, now im sleepy. So I think I should go to my bed and dream… hmm nice dreams perhaps. (I mean nice as in nice dreams, not that “nice” kind of dreams)

Currently I’m listening to Meet Uncle Hussain – Hilang.
Like the intro and good lyrics.

Me, the coffee and a box of cigarette… oh, the computer.

I can’t believe im at home and not doing anything! Geez, I wish I can have my money from the company. At least I don’t have to sit at home and write this blog. That’s all I wanted to say.

Currently listening to From Monument to Masses – Deafening
One orgasm song. They are political post-rock and way the song progress is awesome. =)

someone came and stole my tail light.

Woke up around 11:30am with a head ache, dry throat and wanting to go to the toilet; what a start. Went to shower after I went down and took my dads orange jus (cause I was too lazy to make my own drink and my maids tea sucks). The shower somehow didn’t help me with the migraine, I hate waking up with a migraine. Later on I went down looking for breakfast, how thoughtful of my maid not to MAKE ANYTHING!! I didn’t care cause it’s almost noon anyway so I just have to wait till then.

Yang buat lagi best tu, lauk still yang semalam and yang baru punya is just a freaking telur dadar. Like, “WTF is wrong with you!!” I’m already feeling all woozy and she didn’t tell my dad that there’s no more chicken to fry. I got fed up so I ate yesterdays spaghetti cooked by Izzat. Sedap, but I’m lack of parmesan cheese and I loooove cheese! But the spaghetti didn’t last long. Within three hours i'm already hungry again, macam orang kelaparan yang tak makan dua hari.

Around 5pm my dad calls and asks me to go and by some chicken wings and get the cats food plus their littering sands. Hungry, out of cigarettes, still with the migraine, I’m not in the mood for anything at that time. As I waited for the driver to fetch me and Izzat, I went looking for food in the kitchen! And then I remembered I bought a pack of instant macaroni and cheese few days ago. (Thank God for that!) Finally, something I really need at the moment came. As I prepare the food I was bored and I wanted to watch some movies. What was it called again? Oh yeah some zombie movie called 28 weeks later. It’s an awesome show with loads of blood works and stuff. After 10 minutes of “microwaving” that cheesy stuff, baru la dapat makan and oh! Its heaven!

Tak sempat nak habis movie je uncle sham dah sampai (potong stim gila weyh!). So we went to Giant and get the chicken wings. And then in the car, Izzat decided to fry the chicken in his own way instead of our maids. Honey fried chicken, sedap weyh! Izzat is a… I must admit a good cook la. He knows his recipes and what not. If you’re hoping on me to cook, telur goreng je la. Blah blah blah, its already 7pm , I need a shower! My head is killing me.

After shower Izzat ajak pergi shisha somewhere around Padang Kota, so I pun cakap okay. And my youngest and noisiest brother wanted to buy a drink and ask me to buy him one. For Gods sakes, you’re drinking Teh Ais every single god damn night! Dah la asthmatic, nak minum cold drinks lagi. So I told dad im going out shisha-ing for a while. After diner I went off straight to padang kota and I couldn’t find a parking spot in front of that new building (I forgot the name of it). As usual, Teh Tarik pekat and warm water. At first the lady said the shisha might take a while because it’s on the way, so we waited and talk. Talking about fucking issues that’s causing me migraines every now and then.

Finally shisha pun sampai, Izzat got it first because I'm still smoking cigarettes. I didn’t expect the shisha there would be good, but then its not just good, its excellent! Around 10:30pm we decided to go home. As I walk to my car, I told Izzat how dumb the contractors were because of the parking design. Macam bodoh gila korang ni. And then the pillars were all messed up, like they put it in a… stupid position. With the tension build up during the conversation tadi, tiba- tiba when im reversing the car… BAM!!!


Izzat: wtf was that man?!?!
Me: fuck man! What the?!?!
Izzat: shit! You langgar tiang tu doh!
Me: ya Allah! Fuck gila! Mampos kita zat!
Izzat: ya Allah, ya Allah! Mati kita ziq!

…damn it, I hit the pillar. I didn’t panic but I was scared of what my dad would say. You never know when the angry tiger is hungry. At first Izzat gave an idea, tell my dad that someone came and robed one of the tail light.(BAHAHAHAHA!) Padahal, lampu tu tak la teruk mana pun, ada dua lubang pecah je and the a little mark on the bumper. Me on the other side thinking that, a car hit us from behind and broke our tail light. But Toyota Alphard’s tail light is way to high to be hit. Im scared like fuck angry because today… its just not my day. When I reached home, I don’t want to lie to my dad or hide the issue from him because IF HE KNOWS ABOUT IT THE NEXT DAY, you’ll see an angry tiger, starving, tired and… really angry. And so I trust my guts and told him the real deal. He wasn’t mad at all! I can’t believe that! All this while that I thought he was gonna be mad if I were to tell him the real thing was nothing actually. Hahaha!

What a weird day. Fucktup by some issues, but turn out to be okay in the end. Sometimes you just gotta be frank to yourselves and others. It won’t hurt to tell the truth. Why lie to them? They would find out about it sooner or later. Kan? I think I like to run when I have problems that I think I can’t solve which actually I could if I try. We run from people we don’t want to talk to, not knowing the fact that their actually trying to help. We shut the world as if there are no problems but there’s a whole bunch of it on our head! Sigh, some people are just… like that. They are who they are, can be change if want to.