Right, well, its like, 3.30am and there I was, sitting in front of a laptop, googling my nick (or ego surfing). Anyways, as it turns out, I'd been nominated, in 2006, as a blog that, "had potential." What potential, you ask? I havent a fucking clue! Anyways, here's the site that someone by the name of Anonymous had "nominated" my sorry excuse for a blog. Scroll down to the part where it sez "Kategory D: Paling Berpotensi."
Weird, eh? And the best part is, I didnt even know about that shit.
Man, when I first saw it, I was like, holy cow! 0 votes!! Me, being the underachiever that I am, was ecstatic. I was so ecstatic, I ran out of the room and dropkicked my sleeping brother in the face. Which was kinda odd, because my brothers not at home. In the end, as it turns out, it was my sisters maid. Oh, she'll laugh about this one day.
Anyhoot, as long as I'm typing this, I'd like to wish a Selamat Hari Raya and maaf whatever. Ok? Ok.
Sunday, September 28, 2008
Friday, September 26, 2008
Not the Nine O' Clock News: Mencarut
Watch this vid big wobbly tits it really quite funny i would like to do you in a bus station. British comedy sometimes kicks bare ass-shake. Then you'd probably understand why I'm writing like this spank my nads and call me Sir.
Thursday, September 25, 2008
Shorty #46
Continued from Shorty #45. Just so we're clear, shorty #45 is actually #1 and so on. Ok?
It's amazing how ones life can change by the smallest of things. Like trust. Trust is a dangerous thing. In the hands of people who lie, who cheat, who deceive, is a commodity, worth it's weight in gold. Trust is how I met her. Ironically, it was clear from the start, we never trusted each other, but we worked around it. Not because we wanted to but because we had to. Her fate ties directly to mine. And mine hers.
---
The water felt cold against my skin. I choke and sputter like crazy as I try hard to iron out of the hazy blur thats spinning around in my throbbing head. The left side of my lip was swollen the size of walnut. If it didn't, it sure as hell felt like it did.
"Fuck..." I slurred. "Where the fuck..." I tried to reach for my face but as it turns out, those fuckers had gone and tied my hands together to a wooden chair I was sitting on. Wow, I must be more dangerous than I thought. A lone blurry figure stood infront of me holding a bucket.
"What the hell, man?!" I yell. "It's a new shirt!"
The figure chuckled."Looks like you wont be using it for a while. What with all that nasty bloodstains all over it. I'm surprised a stick like you could bleed so much with just one punch.
"Yeah, well, you and me both, sister." She wasn't my sister.
I was a in dark dank room, no more bigger than a store closet. Hell, it actually WAS a store closet, only a slightly big one. It smelled faintly of cheese and socks. On the left was a couple of brooms and a mop, leaning against a dirty wall. A window in the wall lit the room, though most of its panes were blacked out. A small unpainted pane gave the room whatever light it could pass through.
She was sitting on a small cot on the right side of the room. Her legs dangling on the side of bed like a kids. As the fog in my eyes cleared up, I could see her staring at me, the same unemotional face I remembered before being sucker punched... wait a minute now I remember! That bastard cleaner fuckin' used an iron knuckle on me! Mother fuc-
A door opens behind me opened and closed slowly...
~tbc!~
It's amazing how ones life can change by the smallest of things. Like trust. Trust is a dangerous thing. In the hands of people who lie, who cheat, who deceive, is a commodity, worth it's weight in gold. Trust is how I met her. Ironically, it was clear from the start, we never trusted each other, but we worked around it. Not because we wanted to but because we had to. Her fate ties directly to mine. And mine hers.
---
The water felt cold against my skin. I choke and sputter like crazy as I try hard to iron out of the hazy blur thats spinning around in my throbbing head. The left side of my lip was swollen the size of walnut. If it didn't, it sure as hell felt like it did.
"Fuck..." I slurred. "Where the fuck..." I tried to reach for my face but as it turns out, those fuckers had gone and tied my hands together to a wooden chair I was sitting on. Wow, I must be more dangerous than I thought. A lone blurry figure stood infront of me holding a bucket.
"What the hell, man?!" I yell. "It's a new shirt!"
The figure chuckled."Looks like you wont be using it for a while. What with all that nasty bloodstains all over it. I'm surprised a stick like you could bleed so much with just one punch.
"Yeah, well, you and me both, sister." She wasn't my sister.
I was a in dark dank room, no more bigger than a store closet. Hell, it actually WAS a store closet, only a slightly big one. It smelled faintly of cheese and socks. On the left was a couple of brooms and a mop, leaning against a dirty wall. A window in the wall lit the room, though most of its panes were blacked out. A small unpainted pane gave the room whatever light it could pass through.
She was sitting on a small cot on the right side of the room. Her legs dangling on the side of bed like a kids. As the fog in my eyes cleared up, I could see her staring at me, the same unemotional face I remembered before being sucker punched... wait a minute now I remember! That bastard cleaner fuckin' used an iron knuckle on me! Mother fuc-
A door opens behind me opened and closed slowly...
~tbc!~
Sunday, September 21, 2008
Joe was walking down the mall the other day and saw a bunch of kids playing in an air castle. Whats an air castle, you ask? It's an inflated lorry tire tube in the shape of a castle. Kids go in and jump around and basically go nuts, flinging themselves on the walls and whatnot.
That looks like fun, he thought to himself and joined in the fun. He ran in and bounced around and played with the other kids. But the other kids looked at him funny but he didnt care! He was bouncing off the walls. IM BOUNCING OF THE WALLS! LOOKIT ME! he yelled with glee.
But the only problem was, he was a security guard.
That looks like fun, he thought to himself and joined in the fun. He ran in and bounced around and played with the other kids. But the other kids looked at him funny but he didnt care! He was bouncing off the walls. IM BOUNCING OF THE WALLS! LOOKIT ME! he yelled with glee.
But the only problem was, he was a security guard.
Saturday, September 20, 2008
Shorty #45
"No!" she said. "NO NO NO NO!"
"Fine!" I said angrily. "But just so you know, it was your idea in the first place!"
"Well, I changed my mind. And besides, who said it'd be today? We never agreed for it to happen today, what with all the bullshit that we'd gone through today."
I fished my pack of Dunhills from my pocket and lit one stick, savouring the smoke as it burnt through whatever lung tissue I had left. I'd been meaning to quit but I figured, after this week, we'd probably be dead anyway. So why bother? I rolled down the window and we cruised silently down the road. Traffic wasnt heavy this time of day and the town was in sort of laid back atmosphere. Kids were playing in the park and the parents were out on picnics nearby. Under normal circumstances, I'd say this was a beautiful day. Pity it aint for us.
"Make a left here," she said, snapping me out of my 2 seconds daydream. I made the turn and we arrived in a street dominated by a huge red building. It was fairly old, with an architecture that I didn't really give a fuck less. Vines were growing on its brick walls and from the look of things, it was well kempt. There was no one around save for a street cleaner sweeping a sidewalk.
"Stop here," she said, her eyes never leaving the entrance of the building as I stopped at a good parking spot.
"What is this place?" I asked. "And what the hell are we doing here anyway? We're supposed to lie low, remember?"
"We are. Now shut up and help me take the shit out from the back."
"Whatever. What is this place?" I asked again, slightly irritated because she didn't answer me the first time. "Looks like a fortress. How come I've never seen this place before?"
"Thats because you've never seen this place before," a voice spoke from behind me. I turned around startled. It was the street cleaner. How'd he get here so fast-?
That's when the world became dark. The last thing I remember was that son of a bitch's grinning face as his fist hit home. Home being the side of my face. The force of the punch spun me around and I could see her face, cold and emotionless, staring at my limp body as it hit the boot of the car and slumped down to the ground. Blood oozed out of my mouth and nose. I could remember them looking down at while the cleaner rubbed his fist. I passed out.
~to be continued whenever.
"Fine!" I said angrily. "But just so you know, it was your idea in the first place!"
"Well, I changed my mind. And besides, who said it'd be today? We never agreed for it to happen today, what with all the bullshit that we'd gone through today."
I fished my pack of Dunhills from my pocket and lit one stick, savouring the smoke as it burnt through whatever lung tissue I had left. I'd been meaning to quit but I figured, after this week, we'd probably be dead anyway. So why bother? I rolled down the window and we cruised silently down the road. Traffic wasnt heavy this time of day and the town was in sort of laid back atmosphere. Kids were playing in the park and the parents were out on picnics nearby. Under normal circumstances, I'd say this was a beautiful day. Pity it aint for us.
"Make a left here," she said, snapping me out of my 2 seconds daydream. I made the turn and we arrived in a street dominated by a huge red building. It was fairly old, with an architecture that I didn't really give a fuck less. Vines were growing on its brick walls and from the look of things, it was well kempt. There was no one around save for a street cleaner sweeping a sidewalk.
"Stop here," she said, her eyes never leaving the entrance of the building as I stopped at a good parking spot.
"What is this place?" I asked. "And what the hell are we doing here anyway? We're supposed to lie low, remember?"
"We are. Now shut up and help me take the shit out from the back."
"Whatever. What is this place?" I asked again, slightly irritated because she didn't answer me the first time. "Looks like a fortress. How come I've never seen this place before?"
"Thats because you've never seen this place before," a voice spoke from behind me. I turned around startled. It was the street cleaner. How'd he get here so fast-?
That's when the world became dark. The last thing I remember was that son of a bitch's grinning face as his fist hit home. Home being the side of my face. The force of the punch spun me around and I could see her face, cold and emotionless, staring at my limp body as it hit the boot of the car and slumped down to the ground. Blood oozed out of my mouth and nose. I could remember them looking down at while the cleaner rubbed his fist. I passed out.
~to be continued whenever.
Thursday, September 18, 2008
When boredom is complemented by hunger...
It all started with this on the mac's built in camera and software. I was bored and hungry, so...
A week later, boredom and hunger reared it's ugly face yet again! I'd gone and Yearbooked myself. Man, I look awesome in afro (1982). Word.
A week later, boredom and hunger reared it's ugly face yet again! I'd gone and Yearbooked myself. Man, I look awesome in afro (1982). Word.
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
Annoying people when they're are bz sometimes is fun.
me:
hoi
eliaheska:
ape?
me:
ohoo
eksen skang
eliaheska:
mestila eksen kalau kepale nak pecah buat tcv
me:
what the fuck is tcv?
eliaheska:
tvc
silap laaa
me:
tcv tu ape?
eliaheska:
tvc la
TVC
TVC
TVC
TVC
tau x
me:
tau.
tapi
eliaheska:
tapi ape?(damn drama melayu)
me:
tapi...
tvc tu ape?
eliaheska:
TV COMMERCIAL
ADUH TIPU LA KAU
UR WASTING MY TIME MAN
me:
fine.
eliaheska:
:P
me:
but i have one question for you.
eliaheska:
apo
me:
tvc tu ape?
eliaheska:
:P
get lost
ko ni kurang kaseh syg ke
me:
tak.
cuma aku tak paham satu menda..
pergh..
eliaheska:
fine
me:
aku cakap... satu menda aku tak paham..
eliaheska:
like i care
me:
OHOOO!! MAIN KASAR!
eliaheska:
sayang
i bz ni
esok yeee lepas i hantar keje u tanyeee la ape u nak tanye
ok?
me:
nak tanye tvc tu ape?
hello?
hoi
eliaheska:
ape?
me:
ohoo
eksen skang
eliaheska:
mestila eksen kalau kepale nak pecah buat tcv
me:
what the fuck is tcv?
eliaheska:
tvc
silap laaa
me:
tcv tu ape?
eliaheska:
tvc la
TVC
TVC
TVC
TVC
tau x
me:
tau.
tapi
eliaheska:
tapi ape?(damn drama melayu)
me:
tapi...
tvc tu ape?
eliaheska:
TV COMMERCIAL
ADUH TIPU LA KAU
UR WASTING MY TIME MAN
me:
fine.
eliaheska:
:P
me:
but i have one question for you.
eliaheska:
apo
me:
tvc tu ape?
eliaheska:
:P
get lost
ko ni kurang kaseh syg ke
me:
tak.
cuma aku tak paham satu menda..
pergh..
eliaheska:
fine
me:
aku cakap... satu menda aku tak paham..
eliaheska:
like i care
me:
OHOOO!! MAIN KASAR!
eliaheska:
sayang
i bz ni
esok yeee lepas i hantar keje u tanyeee la ape u nak tanye
ok?
me:
nak tanye tvc tu ape?
hello?
Monday, September 15, 2008
Of carelesness and whatnot...
I was at an engagement ceremony the other day where me and my friend were hired to be the official photographers of the whole shebang.
The day started of with me being late because I was waiting for my wash to stop, um, washing. As I waited, I decided to play me a game of DOTA with Adi. Which was a pointless because that bastard was kicking the computers butt so hard, it was pretty much pointless for me to be in the game at all. I said 'Fuck you!' and left the game.
~ post saved to draft ~
The above post was saved about a month ago, iinm and only now I realized that I hadnt updated it. And because of my constant laziness (what with the fasting and all), I've decided to clip it short. Heres the condensed version:
Played DOTA, was in a rush, packed things hastily, went to engagement, got ready to shoot, camera body-check!, batteries-check!, lenses-check!, memory card-ch... SONOFABITCH!
Turns out, fergot to bring memory card. Went to shops nearby, none of the bastards carried Compact Flash cards. Not even at grocery stores. Event at place nearly starting. Had to rush to "nearby" shopping mall to buy card. Nearly got lost. Luckily friend was there to cover first quarter.
Got the card after long walk in mall. Cost me 60 bucks. Went back. Took photos. (But still slightly pissed because of carelessness.) In the end, pictures turned out okay. (But still slightly pissed.) Shameless self promotion of work below. Enjoy.
The End.
The day started of with me being late because I was waiting for my wash to stop, um, washing. As I waited, I decided to play me a game of DOTA with Adi. Which was a pointless because that bastard was kicking the computers butt so hard, it was pretty much pointless for me to be in the game at all. I said 'Fuck you!' and left the game.
~ post saved to draft ~
The above post was saved about a month ago, iinm and only now I realized that I hadnt updated it. And because of my constant laziness (what with the fasting and all), I've decided to clip it short. Heres the condensed version:
Played DOTA, was in a rush, packed things hastily, went to engagement, got ready to shoot, camera body-check!, batteries-check!, lenses-check!, memory card-ch... SONOFABITCH!
Turns out, fergot to bring memory card. Went to shops nearby, none of the bastards carried Compact Flash cards. Not even at grocery stores. Event at place nearly starting. Had to rush to "nearby" shopping mall to buy card. Nearly got lost. Luckily friend was there to cover first quarter.
Got the card after long walk in mall. Cost me 60 bucks. Went back. Took photos. (But still slightly pissed because of carelessness.) In the end, pictures turned out okay. (But still slightly pissed.) Shameless self promotion of work below. Enjoy.
The End.
Friday, September 12, 2008
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