Thursday, March 31, 2011

High school

Gambar hiasan
  • It is funny to see how people change over time. If you are really observant, you can see this real-life play right in front of your eyes. Warning, you might be smiling or laughing alone all the time. Haha
  • My high school was a notorious one. It was full with gangs and angry+confused teenagers. Seriously. One of the gang was called Geng Sikat & Cermin. The gang was named that way since they literally bring their own comb and mirror to school. When I say mirror and comb, please be reminded that it was the biggest mirror and comb that you could ever bring to school. As you can guess their man activity was to comb their hair every 30 minutes. Yes people. I am serious!
  • Well, actually they are not so bad ass. All of them were in the same class with me. But being fat and had not so great hair made me an outsider of that group. The gang continued their activity for one whole year. The next year the gang was dismantled since many of them changed class.
  • Nowadays I still keep in touch with some of the gang. They even become my hommies. No more extra large comb and mirror. They all have become somewhat "normal". One of them is an engineer and the other is busy with preparation for his wedding.
  • Sometimes when we have our teh o ais session, we will talk about the good old days when their hair looked like Tomok wanna be. Its a great laugh for us.
  • Its funny how people change. Aite?

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Train


  • When I was a student, I usually took train whenever I wanted to go to the metropolitan city of Kuala Lumpur.
  • It was an easy option for me since I really dnt like the idea of "rempit-ing" through the busy traffic. You know how traffic is in KL. Pain in the ass!
  • As an ardent user of train I used to remember all the station there are in or outside KL. KLCC? Midvalley? Lot 10? You name it. I can instantly draw an imagery train route inn my head. (except for OU. It seems that no one can reach OU by public transportation. Kan? haha)
  • As time flies, riding (is this the correct verb?) train is a rare activity for me. Its all because I own a damn cute white MyVi. Yes, analogically, I dumped the huge big ass train for the lovely white-complexion car. Haha.
  • Not until last week, I found it really amazing to be back in train. This time I was not alone but I was with my Angel. Me and her decided to ride the train for fun. We took an LRT from KLCC and stopped at KL SENTRAL. Then we jumped on the MONORAIL from SENTRAL to BUKIT BINTANG.
  • It was really fun to see my Angel by my side on the train. But pitty her because she is all sweaty as a result of the long journey.
  • All in all it was a great day. We explored KL in a way that we have never think of before. I am all in if she asked me for another train ride.
  • Choo.choo...~ ;)

Monday, March 21, 2011

Them Americans

American called themself the most powerful nation on Earth. They are so big that they couldnt care less about other people or the world. For all they know they are great and others are just way to primitive for them.But its not true at all. Watch the video as Americans make fun of themselves. HEhe

Saturday, March 19, 2011

Mario

This video is seriously cool. Top class! It brings back the old memory when i was a naive-young boy and Micro Genius was the Mo-fo back then. Enjoy!

Thursday, March 17, 2011

An old joke

There was a Swedish lady married to an English gentleman and they lived in London. The poor lady was not very proficient in English, but managed somehow to communicate with her husband. The real problem arose whenever she had to shop for groceries.

One day, she went to the butcher and wanted to buy pork legs. She didn't know how to put forward her request, and in desperation, lifted up her skirt to show her thighs. The butcher got the message and the lady went home with pork legs.

The next day, she needed to get chicken breasts. Again, she didn't know how to say, and so she unbuttoned her blouse to show the butcher her breast. The lady got what she wanted.

The third day, the poor lady needed to buy sausages. She brought her husband to the store.......... so what did she do?

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HellOOOooooooOOOooo, her husband speaks English!!

Sunday, March 13, 2011

March

Bulan ini banyak akiviti-aktiviti yang power. Kalau sebagai remaja aktif memang susah nak duduk rumah sepanjang bulan March ni. Tapi kalau budak2 skema diorang lagi senang duduk rumah. Orang miskin pun begitu.

Mula-mula ada movie yang bakal mengalahkan 2 Alam iaitu Merong Mahawangsa. Movie ni dijangka besh sebab ada banyak babak perang2, gaduh, paranawei. Selain itu awek2 pasti tidak mahu terlepas melihat tubuh Stephen Rahman Hughes. Kecur air liur. Dan yang paling penting pengarahnya kacak dan tak pakai bow tie. Sama2 kita nantikan.



Lepas itu ada lagi kegilaan gadis2. Ini memang tengah trending sekarang. Bukan sahaja di twitter tetapi di Facebook, Myspace, Friendster, Hi5, Hai-O dan banyak lagi. Tak lain tak bukan beliau ialah Justin Bieber. Beliau bakal mengadakan konsert di Malaysia. Harap2 beliau tak bukak baju semasa konsert. Kalau tak gadis2 jadi wild. No wonder la Bunkface skang suam2 kuku je. Biebier Mania!



Tapi dalam banyak2 event bulan March, ini event paling power. Kalau lu orang tak join memang tak sayang nyawa la.


Kasi a can beruang Panda, Koala, Beruang kutub, Kongkang dan manusia hidup dalam alam yang sejuk sikit. Remember. What you do count.

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Bola lagi

Ini entri pasal bola lagi. Apa boleh buat. Gua kaki bola.

Ada satu malam tu gua lepak tempat baru. Kawan2 ajak. Tempat lama dah tutup. Rindu kat bangla yang selalu amik order tu. Memori..ah..lupakan~

"Jom main bola", ujar Uzer atau nama manjanya Papa Panther.
"Geng mana? Sapa ajak?", balas gua mantap. Bab-bab bola ni tak boleh bawak main. Hati gua selalu terpengaruh. Mujur gua tak senang terpengaruh dengan dadah atau kelab malam.
"Ben ajak", balas Uzer sambil tunjuk ke arah Ben. Ben sengih malu2 kucing. Cepat2 gua alih pandangan.

Gua pun setuju dengan cadangan power tu. Balik. Pakai jersi Harimau Malaya, sarung but Nike gua terus cabut. Lalu depan cermin ada iras2 Bung Mokhtar, buan Moktar Dahari. "Damn!", dengus gua perlahan.

Sampai2 je gelanggang dah penuh. Adat orang melayu sampai lambat. Sambil duduk menunggu giliran gua analisa setiap pemain. Gua memang mcm ni. Tak suka tgk bola kosong. Mesti ada elemen ilmiah. Hebat2 mamat2 yang main malam ni. Ada macam Messi, ada macam Ronaldo tak lupa ada juga macam celaka main. Barai abes.

Setelah beberapa round main gua dah rasa panas. Roh pemain2 hebat dunia dah meresap. Gua dapat rasakan lepas ni gua akan jaring gol. Jangan main2. Gua dulu pakar sepakan bebas kelab Colour Blind (ini team lagenda). Tibalah round gua main lagi sekali. Tapi malang. Oleh sebab dah dua round jadi striker, gua terpaksa turun pangkat jadi keeper. Bagi can budak2 lain menyinar. Diorang pun ada impian. Tak baik hancurkan impian mereka.

Bola bergolek dengan laju. Pantas permainan kali ini. Mamat team lawan tengah bawak bola. Gua usya mamat ni dressing dia berat ke mamat shuffle. Kasut kaler fancy. Gua tahan sabar. Boom!!! Sekali satu sepakan padu dilepaskan tepat ke arah halkum gua. Dunia jadi gelap. Tekak rasa mcm pedih2. Gua tunduk buat2 mcm profesional. Dia punya sakit tak payah cakap la. Terasa macam halkum gua senget sebelah. Silap haribulan hilang nyawa.

"Okay. Gua okay", balas gua perlahan. Tapi gua sedar satu perkara. Suara gua dah macam Anuar Zain. Dalam diam gua mula memikirkan untuk bertukar karier menjadi penyanyi kelab yang tersohor.

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