Dear anyone who can read this,
I need to know how to stop Facebook from posting my comments on to my wall, thereby letting everyone with the access to my wall know my comments, good and bad, on my friends' statuses, pictures, and other things. It's really annoying and I'm not comfortable with people knowing my activities on Facebook.

Your help will be greatly appreciated. Thank you very, very much.

I shall end this post with the familiar words,
Bah, mupok lok.

"In love, no one can harm anyone else; we are each of us responsible for our own feelings and cannot blame someone else for what we feel. It hurt when I lost each of the various men I fell in love with. Now, though, I am convinced that no one loses anyone, because no one owns anyone. That is the true experience of freedom: having the most important thing in the world without owning it."

Just an excerpt, or quote, from a book I haven't read, Eleven Minutes.

Well that, while it's a great thing for your mind to ponder, have quite absolutely nothing to do with this post. Or so it seems...

What does it take for one to smile? It's an easy thing to do. Everyone seems to know how to do it naturally. Smiling makes us feel good. If you smile at another person, with utmost sincerity, they will smile back at you. Provided that they are sane, of course. Even if their in a terrible problem, even when they're facing a death threat. A smile changes many things. Smile, at every end of your days.

Even if the day had been bad. Terribly. Awesomely terribly. Just simply awful. Smile at your mistakes. Smile at their insults. Smile at those curse words thrown at you earlier that day. Smile.
And if you feel that you can't smile, well at least try to smile.
If you succeeded, then you smiled. And then you'll smile at your success. A victory after a not-so-perfect day.
If you didn't, you'll smile at your uncanny effort to smile. You might want to look at yourself in a mirror while attempting to smile.

Well then, I seem to be not making any sense right now...
Just smile. Remember that there may be someone, somewhere once saw your face, and currently smiling, just thinking of you.

Smile.

Bah, mupok lok.

Some people can do a 10 digit calculation in their head,
some can write 10 volumes of sci-fi fantasy thriller novel,
some can sing songs without sounding bad,
and some have their heart always filled with festival.

Some drives big, expensive, sporty cars,
and have cute girlfriends right by their side,
some have bodies with muscles and battle scars;
They win even before they start to fight.

Some people have knowledge filling their brain,
and answer almost anything amazingly accurate,
while some can predict whether it'll shine or rain,
or if your girlfriend is your perfect soul mate.

And here I am just typing some crap,
Four weird poems, but hopefully five,
The singer can sing, and the whole world may clap,
And in zombie attack, the fighter might survive.

Yes the rich guys can buy everything that they love,
and the geniuses can predict almost correctly our fate.
Yeah, not me, sadly, I'm not one of the above,
because I'm not good enough, not great enough, yet.


Sabun, limo purut, aek ujan, colok,
Bah, mupok lok.

You know those guys who follows you everywhere in the shop like you're a son of a thieving bastard?
Yeah, I hate them too.

Thanks to them, I saved some money by not buying those interesting cheap low-quality stuffs. But we should be pitying them, because they're trapped in a vicious cycle. I'm fine with just the few blog followers, so I don't think I need a follower in a real life. They're like, stalking me while I'm shopping. I don't like it.


I'll continue in a language that you may or may not understand.


Annnnnnd ku paling sik suka yang nanyak jauk. Siklah 'paling'. Tapi ku sure nya yang one of benda yang ku amat tidak suka lah. "Kitak carik apa dik?". Ada jak lam ati ku nak nyaut nya, "Ncarik manok pande branak." Mun ku masok kedey kasut, apa lah dicarik ku? Kasut lah nak?
Ku slalu masok nak nangga-nangga bah. Mun ku ncarik something, klak ku nanyak sine. Sekhal, boh susah-susah. Dudok jak sia.


Slalu urang tok, mun masok kedey, and jalan-jalan jak, sidaknya window shopping. Mun urang ada ncarik something, daknya just jalan laju-laju. Sebab nya tauk benda nak dicarik nya. Lain kali gus ku nyedia sigek kertas nang specific benda dicarik ku o? Nang full description eh. Sak mun nya nanyak, pat ku madah.
"Kamek ncarik kasut itam, strap velcro duak igek, tapak getah, dalamnya ada span, saiz 38 stengah, seinci dari dibah ada line fluorescent green, rah tepi ada pattern bintang, rega kurang dari sratus ringgit Malaysia, brand bagus kit. Mintak kotak ah. Kakya engkah lam plastik. Mintak resit juak."


Okay sik? Haha. Kira a bit pointless juaklah ku ngerepak sitok. Bukannya ada sidak nak maca pun... Kitakorang jak maca. Sekhallah, sal dapat meluahkan prasaan...


Bah, mupok lok.

Plislah. Coba iboh kedak airesia. Mala jak delay. Delay, delay, delay.
Thank you.

And try to be more like the fast food's delivery man.

Why?

Good for me, good for us, good for everything that was, is, and will be.

Well enough crap for today. I've been stuffed by quite a large chunk of nonsense today. Just by watching Adele Blanc-Sec. Wait for it to come by in another JAR. And I warn you. There will be spoilers.

I don't really have anything good to type about today...
Oh, tomorrow's day the day when my results are gonna come out. Yay?
I'm not so confident that it'll be good. But,

Whatever it is, I hope it's good...


And if you're a normal-behaving human, you'll know that the last post, about the itsy bitsy spider, was nothing more than a lie.
It's not really a lie. It more of umm, how shall I say it? Hmm...
Conspiracy? Misleading? Providing false-information? Wait, providing false information is technically lying... It's more of exaggerating and manipulating those innocent verses.
Or should I say seemingly innocent verses instead?
Whatever it is, it's not true.
I think.
Maybe.
Possibly.
Probably.

Oh well. Who gives a f**k?
Oh wait, I can't use obscenities here... I'll lose readers...
There, I've put asterisks in and a stroke.
Now it's less threatening.

Now I realize that there's so many 'Oh's in here. It's kinda redundant isn't it? Are you guys okay with it? If you're not, then just tell me. It's not hard to backspace them.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaand give a big welcome to the two new followers!
Seriously, why are you people following me? I asked for readers, not followers. I'm not a prophet. And I'm certainly not the messiah. At least I think so. You can follow me, I have no jurisdiction over that, and I have no objection to the concept, and I have no proper authorization to stop you from following me, but do it at your own risk.
Wait. I do have no proper authorization to stop you from following me. By utilizing the block this follower function or whatever it's called. And yes, thank you for realizing, I did a bit of a copypaste job there.

Well,
Oh wait, damn. There's that redundant thing again. I only know of two, 'well' and 'oh'. But well, it's okay right? If it's not, then tell me. I won't be offended.

I'm running out of cr*p to talk about. I could sh*t out some more. But I simply refuse to do so.

Bah, mupok lok.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!
This blog is being attacked by an overflow problem!
But unfortunately, though I wished for it, it's not a traffic overflow.

I,
have problem(s),
with
the
scroll bar down there.
Can you see it?
It may be a minor annoyance, but it's still an annoyance. If I put "overflow: hidden;" at the wrapper, which is the only place that I know it could work, the scroll bar would be gone!
But,

(Cliché.}(⁰, ⁰ )

There's always a but...
The top menu would be cut-off,
and when you comment, or view comments, everything gets pushed to the left, and subsequently, get cut-off.


Any idea(s) on how to fix this problem?
I know there are some good htmlers, cssers, or anything of that sort reading this blog.
Please?


(Yalah kau, mun sik pande, iboh nak ngaco template ya...}(⁰□⁰ )

Sorilah nak? Ku boring bah. Plus, it's a way for me to learn this stuff
Tulong lah mun dapat nulong.
Thank you.

Bah, mupok lok.

MUAHAHAHAHAHA!
As you can see now, my blog now looks different.
And although it looks hideous, I had to keep the credits the bottom.
Mainly because I'm just a good person.
Oh so vain.

And I need to edit the 'Category 1' and 'Category 2'.
But I have noooooooooooo idea.
Actually I do have some.
Just not good enough.
So I need you to help me.
And help me with those two 'edit's up there as well.
Should I just remove them?

Oh yeah, my avatar too.
Obviously I need to stop using the blogger logo.
Should I change it to my current fb avatar? Or should I use another image?

Don't forget to comment.

By the way, no, I'm not copying you.
I'm inspired by you.
So thank you very, very much.
Although I'm not inspired enough to change my blog's name to Peruzztensity...
Oh well.

ADDITION: Should I keep the header? Or get rid of it to make it 'fb'er?

Bah, mupok lok.

Malaysian University English Test
Is that right?
I hate acronyms...
Obviously a lie.
Well,
Sijil Peperiksaan Malaysia should be renamed, since there are other sijil peperiksaan Malaysias in this country.
And since it's a public examination,
why not rename it into Sijil Peperiksaan Awam Malaysia?
SPAM is certainly easier to say.
At least to me.
Oh well, enough rambling for tonight.
Goodnight.
Bah, mupok lok.

Oh what the heck.
I thought I've successfully evaded these kind of things.
Until now.
Obviously.
Well, lets get to it. I'm not gonna post the rules. And I'm not gonna tag people, 'coz that's kinda cruel.
But I will be doing this thing.
I used a playlist of mostly every song. Minus the 600MB++ of raya songs. And some gamelan, MIDI, etc.
Still, the total time is 48 hours.
2 days straight of listening to crap.
Let's just get on with it shall we?
Oh, and I tweaked the questions a bit. Don't worry. They're still practically unchanged.
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1. If someone says "Are you okay?", you say...

Kasih Yang Tak Dianggap - Kertas
Yes, you're love may not be acknowledged
.
2. How would you describe yourself?

Tony Gila Lucy - Spider
Well, when I fall in love. I fall hard.

3. What do you like in a girl?

According to You - Orianthi
But according to me~
She's beautiful, incredible,
I can't get her out of my head.

4. How do feel today?

Warna Kehidupanku - Yusry KRU
Sometimes they're dark, sometimes they're bright.

5. What is your life's purpose?

You and Me - Lifehouse
Sik pernah dengar...

6. What's your motto?

What I've Been Looking For
Can't remember which version. But this answer is kinda unrelated...

7. What do your friends think of you?

Apa Saja - KRU
They're liek, "Yeah, whatever."

8. What do your parents think of you?

Shooter - Lil' Wayne
Again, sik pernah dengar...

9. What do you think about very often?

Takkan Hilang - Dua
Apa yang takkan hilang ya?

10. What is 2+2?

Chiquitita - ABBA
This is more suitable for the next question.

11. What do you think of your best friend?

I Don't Believe You - Pink
When you say you don't need me anymore.

12. What is your life's story?

When You Say Nothing At All - Ronan Keating
You've left me speechless.

13. What do you want to be when you grow up?

Everything - Michael Buble
Right on the spot. Haha. A philomath dreaming of becoming a polymath.

14. What do you think wfhen you see the person you like?

Rozana - Search
Of course, kau gadis idamanku.

15. What will you dance to at your wedding?

Selamat Malam - Faizal Tahir
Because 'malam' is the best part of a wedding.

16. What will they play at your funeral?

On the 4th of July - The Swingle Swingers
Is this some kind of ramalan?

17. What is your hobby or interest?

Do You Remember - Jay Sean
Yeah, do you remember? I think I've told you before...

18. What is your biggest fear?

Smile - Uncle Kracker
What do I look like? A smilophibic?

19. What is your biggest secret?

track 09 - new artist 81
Or, commonly referred to as, Viva Forever - The Spice Girls
Yes, my biggest secret may be that I listen to The Spice Girls....

20. What do you want right now?

Kau dan Aku - Nidji
You. Me. Here. Now.

21. What do you think of your friends?

Sway - Michael Buble
So according to this umm, thing, I subconsciously wants to dance with my friends?

22. What will you post this as?

Hey Soulsister - Train
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The End. Technically, I might be wrong, because I've put nearly all of the songs in this laptop. But if I used my last playlist, which I listened to earlier today, the answers would be either "Fuck You!" or "It's OK".
It may be good for the first question. But for the rest of it? Maybe not so...

And there's a high possibility and probability for me to wrongly interpret the songs. It's either because I chose to interpret only the title, or I've never listened to the song.

Well, that's the end of this thing.

Bah, mupok lok.

Just tryin' to cheer up your day. Did it work?

Bah, mupok lok.

JAR: Just Another Review

Yeah, it is what it is. Just another review. But what kind of reviews?

Possibly everything that can be reviewed. I'll try putting everything possible in this little jar. A jar full of weird, interesting, random, WTFish, WTHish, and maybe some kekupish stuffs and other sense and non-sense.
I apologize to you guys for destroying this bahasa language. The will be grammar mistakes here and there. With a bunch of wrongly used words and weirdly composed sentences thrown in once in a while.

Well, as long as you can understand what I'm trying to say, and as long as I'm having fun typing.

WARNING: THE REST OF THIS POST WILL BE MOSTLY IN THE SARAWAKIAN DIALECT OF THE MALAY LANGUAGE (OR MORE COMMONLY REFERRED TO AS "BAHASA SARAWAK"

Bah, mupok lok.

Haha, sekda bah... Mun nak madah ya ajak, gus iboh...

Soooooo, review ritok apa?
Mesti kitakorang mok tauk nak?

(Sekdalah, kau jak gago nak madah...} (-_-)

Kau diam. Dak lain maok tauk. Sapa dak lain ya ku sik tauklah. Ku lom mencapai tahap ya gik nak tauk sapa maca sapa sik. Rasa cam kedak sekda jak. Sampe ku terpaksa molah imaginary reader cam ya.

Bah, review gik. Bagi first review tok, ku nak review crita nak didiatku petang tadik. Crita apa? Hehe... Scroll jak ke dibah, sik jaoh. Duak line jak.

Altitude

Yes, crita nak posternya ada belon and tentacles ya. Crita tok nang penoh ngan dongeng, cliche, character plek, and macam-macam gik.

Sinopsis

Chey... dah kedak komsas indah benda tok. Haha. Crita nya kedak tok. Nya start ngan scene miak nait belon, then kenak lantak belon lain. Mak bapak and pilot rempuan ya mati. Nya jak tinggal idup. Lu trauma ya sampe ke tua... Haha. Sian li jak.

(Ditetaknya indah... Ya bok jaik.}(⁰□⁰ )

[Nak didibah tok ditaep ari tok. Nak diatas ya pada hari kejadian.]

Skati akulah... Ku sik bersimpati, ya crita fantasi jak. Mun sik, sci-fi. Ku pun sik tauk. Da fantasi sikit, then ada time travelling sikit. Back to the topik. Sinopsis. Lekak scene ya tek, adalah scene yang ku sik ingat gilak since benda ya blaku ari marek. Tok ku nyambong naip tok. Marek ku ngantok, so ku tido lah... Da gik melelat.... Jong benda tok jadi panjang gilak eh, urang sik mok maca. Sorilah ah. Mun sik suka, padah. Mun sik tahan maca panjang, baca jak dikit lok, klak nyambong.

So lekak scene ya tek, ada rempuan ya ngembak belon nak pegi konsert. Tapi nya madah ngan bapaknya nya make moto. So nang pebulak lah. And nya ada lesen belon, so nya nyewa belon. Gila sik kerja ya? Raon make belon. Ada sik pilot nak mati time awal crita ya? Ya mak ompuan ya. Miak laki nak trauma ya gerek nya. Kecuakan miak ya time lam belon. Dialog nya for the first part nang sikit. Kedak bisuk jak. Kakya dah ditegorku karakter kedak sik wujud, ngamok nya. Kakya nya tido.

Belon ya da something wrong, so ada sorang kawan daknya yang terer nekik kononnya tek nak ngato. So paham-pahamlah. Kakya nya mati. Oh, and komik memainkan peranan. Tanggalah mun mok tauk pranan apa.

Kakya semua ya bulak jak duhal. Siklah bulak, tapi ya just urang laki ya sik pande ngontrol power. Yahhh... superhero indah eh... Tapi nang mena pun. Aku pun sik tauk crita tok spoof kah apa. Tapi nang confusinglah. Urang laki ya nak, mun nya takut, benda nak diimejinnya jadi mena. Time nya gik kecik yalah benda ya first blaku, alu mati mak bapak nya.

Kat ujong ya, nya tang ada time traveling ke kejadian ya, then nya berjaya nyelamat mak bapak ngan mak gerek nya. Nasib nya duak dah besar ya sik ditauk. Tapi nya duak alu bertemu time gik kecik.

Konpius sik maca sinopsis aku? Giyalah rasa aku time ku nangga crita ya time dekat-dekat nak ujong. Plot twist nang kicor. Apa kicor? Sik perlu ko tauk.

Watak

"Hero" - Urang laki brisik power nyuroh imaginasi jadi mena mun nya takut. Power ya dapat dihalang melalui ciuman jak. Oh, and nya mostly bisuk during the first part.

"Heroin" - Pilot rempuan yang cepat stress and konpius.

"Si Cibai" - Mun kitakorang nangga karakter tok and prange nya nang besar kemungkinan kitakorang akan sakit aku.

"Kaki Nekik" - Kononnya tek nyatok suka nekik. Rock climbing lah kiranya tek... Suk ngan gerek Si Cibai, Si Gila Kamera.

"Si Gila Kamera" - Ompuan tok mun dapat nak, semua benda nak dirakam nya.

"Octopus Gergasi di Angkasa" - Salah satu benda WTF lam crita tok. Hasel penyalahgunaan kuasa si Hero.

Cliche

Tok senarai "cliche" yang ku ingat ada lam crita tok. Ada nya mungkin sik menepati definisi cliche. but whatev...

1. Trauma

2. Cinta tiga segi

3. Silent Hero

4. Acrophobic on a plane

5. The "We're all gonna die!" part.

6. Abis minyak on the middle of nowhere.

7. Kemalangan yang disengajakan.

8. Skru yang pande tanggal bila ada gegaran.

9. Belon sekpat dikontrol.

10. WTF moment. (Octupus gergasi diangkasa)

11. Scene lam mimpi.

12. Scene kedak nak munoh everyone tapi just imaginasi.

13. Kejadian yang seolah-olah dah diramal. (Benda blaku kedak lam komik lam crita ya)

14. True love's kiss that fixes everything.

15. Scene hero meragui cinta heroin.

16. Cinta pandang pertama time gik kecik.

17. Time travelling

18. Everything's my fault

19. Karakter yang nya sorang jak nampak something.

20. Ending yang WTF.

Although sik semua ya cliche, tapi most elemen plek-plek semua masok. So crita tok nang absurd.

Watch at your own risk. Tanggalah dirikpun mun mok tauk camne crita sebenarnya.

Bah, mupok lok.

I'm

hungry

thirsty

wanna drink

Xoxo
Tea and (Coff)Ee (Or maybe Milo Peng)

Bah, mupok lok.

 

Well... It seems that the only link with an alternate text on a particular blog was the link to this particular blog. As you can see, now I'm quite bored with the stupid acronyms which I stupidly thought was funny/clever. And as you can see now, and before 'now', this blogs have several, if not one, post(s) in English. Yes, English. So please, I kindly ask you, please, add something to the alternate text. What I had in mind was "(and some English too)"

Or should I just let this blog be entirely in the Malay Language with a Sarawakian Dialect (except for the 'disclaimer' part) and make another blog, entirely, if not mostly, in English. Both tackling the same topics, but in different languages and possibly a different point of view with a possibly different contents.

Whatever.

I can barely manage this one blog.

I better not lie...

I have two in wordpress, and another in blogspot.

But I won't give out the links. This one blog should be enough for you.

And don't bother to search for the other blogs...

Well, what else is there to be talked about? I ran out of ideas... I'm currently and my grandparents house which I sometimes call home, because we basically live here. But now I live most of my life in the past few months at a learning institution. And now I'm ranting randomly about weird unrelated stuffs...

Sorry

Umm...

I think I should go now...

Bah, mupok lok.

Di mana ada wasiat, di situ ada cara.
Yes, pasti ada cara.

Where there's a will, there's a way. That's what out teachers taught us. That's what motivators say when they 'motivate' us. That what friends say when they 'advise' us.
What they didn't say is that the way that they refer to are full with tall walls and love holes.
Pricks of betrayals and high slippery stairs to climb.
And the fork in the path that gives you a hard choice.
The road not taken, or the road to nowhere.

Choose well.
Yes, pilih perigi.
Kumpul banyak-banyak, kluar sikit-sikit.
Slagi ada hujan, slagi itu air takkan kehabisan.

And now, for the 'compulsory' Sarawakian sentence.

Bah, mupok lok.

Masonry, according to the 'unreliable' Wikipedia, means building of structures from individual units laid in and bound together by mortar. And yes, that was a copy-and-paste job.
Exempli gratia: Layering bricks.

And a mason is the one who does all that.
And what's a freemason? A man layering bricks for free is a freemason.

And if you don't like freemasons, you can create your own 'secret society'. Name it the Paidmasonry. Or if you want it to be more 'elite', the Expensivemasonry.

And why am I blogging in English?
Suka-suka jak. Haha, since ada orang ya molah entri lam bahasa Sarawak, ku nak molah lam inglish. Haha. Ti ku mpun. Ada ku kesah?

Ada.

Haha, back to English now.
Well, actually, that's kinda all there is to type. I'm running out of ideas.

Oh, just I just remembered...

Eyes!

That was one of the main topics... Or should I just drop the 's'?
Eyes, eyes, baby.
Well, lemme type in Sarawakian now.
So this post is gonna be a hybrid post. Haha.

Malas ku nak molah entry baru... Plus, topik 'mata' da kaitan juak bah ngan freemason. Sikitlah...

Well, pahal mata? Sebab mata kinektok a bit kontroversi. Simbolik mata ya besar gilak. Diengkah mata sigek, dipadah 'All-Seeing Eye'. Coma kenak cop syirik. Haha. Setauk aku, mun ujong jarik telunjok, ditemu ngan ujong ibu jarik sampe terbentuk bulatan, ya tanda 'OK'. Tapi kinektok, mun diengkah tanda OK ya ke bigik mata, alu dipadah ngeso 666.

Nang urang kinektok cepat nak nudoh sebarang kali nak? Bukan ku nak sapot Si Gaga ya lah, just nya yang paling hot kenak cop benda plek-plek kinektok bah. Haha, kenak pande kluar indah nama ya tek? Nya ya satu juak, suka nak molah kerja plek-plek...

Artis melesya pun ada kenak tempias cop juak. Pa lekak eje'el riya ya.
Eh... pande kluar topik indah eh...

Mata tok nak, nak penting abis. At least bagi aku lah...
Mun sekpat ncerik makanan, no big deal, dapat ncium bau.
Mun sekpat ncium bau, dapat dicerik. Mun nya bukan makanan, sekda keperluan juak nak ncium bau eh... Nyaman agik idup giya kali, sik ncium bau taik.
Mun sekpat merasa apa-apa? Sik sakit, sik ncerik panas, sejok, gatal. Mun di gigit nyamok pun sik lalek...
Mun sekpat ndengar? Bahasa isyarat kan ada?

Tapi mun sekpat ndiat?
Gelap-gelita dunia, atau terang-benderang kah ia?
Tanpa warna, suramlah kehidupan kita.
Betapa susahnya idup tanpa mata.

Aku pun ada suka juak nak nero mata. Nya bes didero. And plek bah mun nak nero idong ngan tlinga. Mulut sik plek gilak, tapi sik se bes mata. Dah ku ncoba.

And bok kinektok bah urang gago hal primesen hal gaga iluminati pa semua ya... Dolok neda gilak... Nitasrauak slalu blagu Seksis, sekda urang gago. Lagu nak "Jangan pandang ku seblah mata~" ya eh...

Jangan pandang ku seblah mata~

 Video klip tok mun sik salah aku dikluar time 2009 smilan.
And video klip seksis dikluar time 2005. Ya pun mun aku sik salah brik maklumat lah. Tapi melaluli apa yang ku carik lam tenet tek, ya haselnya lah...

Jangan pandang ku seblah mata~

Mun dolok kitakorang nangga mesti cam sekda pa-pa nak? Haha, kinektok persepsi dah brubah lepas nengar crita plek-plek. Yalah pengaroh media. And masonic ring ya kah? Haha, no komen. Iboh kitakorang nak nengar crita aku, bulak semata-mata. Ku sik mok njaik nama Kak Nita. Just mok membuktikan bahawa dengan prubahan zaman, dan prubahan cara masyarakat menilai, seseorang itu boleh jadi jaik or bait.

Kadang-kadang urang molah benda bagus dengan niat bagus pun dipadah jaik. Ya namanya utak lam palaknya ya dah burok. Sik bagus bersangke burok eh.

Expect the best of people, even when they do bad things. It's gonna be hard, but it's doable.

Bila persepsi dah diubah pengetahuan baru, mata kita nangga benda pun dengan cara yang lain. 'Pisang' kau and 'pisang' aku mungkin benda yang berbeza. Different things may pop in our minds.

Mun ku rajin tek, mok ku molah full entri on konspirasi Nitasrauak. Haha, siap dah prepare lam palak ku nak ngeluar konsep trinity indah tek. Haha. Unsur nusyuz da juak lam ya.

Udah gik ku ngrepak eh, sekda kitakorang suka juak nak maca. Yerr... make word 'kitakorang'. Bagelah rami urang maca... Maka sorang duak jak. Ya pun mun jak mena maca. Kali tek aku suk kedirik ngepost benda plek-plek. Dah start ngerepak agik dah aku tok eh...

Yalah susah mun ku naip stret dari palak koh, sik diplan... Ku plan nak molah entri brisik Anita Srawak jak, kakya hal mata and freemason. Nak lain-lain ya nang stret dari palak. Tok pun dari palak juak tok. Choi, udah gik eh. Dari tadik madah udah, sik juak brenti.

Bah, mupok lok.

Juts tried the GCB.
I bought the double GCB.
And it was too thick.
So I removed one, and ate the the ones left normally.
The spare GC?
I ate them later.
Alone.
With no bread.
The GCB, was, G.

And I ate some goat meat too, earlier.
And it was G.
Haha. I just looooooooove grilled stuffs...
Those are my favourites.
I think.

Oh well.
If you see my girl just tell her I miss her smile.
Oh, and I miss yours too.

So smile!

Bah, mupok lok.

Meat and Fire.
Together they form grilled meat!
YUM!

Carnivorous.

And sometimes,
Cannibalistic instincts too.

I love meat too much.

Bah, mupok lok.

Dengan izin tuan pengerusi majlis, dan para hakim yang adil.
Haha.
Post kali ini sekadar sebuah madah bicara.
Bukan tanda putus asa,
atau tanda putus cinta.
Ia cuma tanda hati yang telah terkecewa.
Pasrah menanti waktu itu tiba.

This will be some sort of a composition of song lyrics and lyrics translation. Partly modified. With additions of my own words.

Just so you know,
this feeling is getting control of me.
My best friend, you're the one I must rely on.
Tell her I love her.
Or maybe you shouldn't.
Do what's right.
And to my dream's guide,
the one who shows direction to the best of dreams,
My first love,
I know he'd better be good to you,
Because if he doesn't,
I'll be there.
But for now,
knowing me, knowing you,
is the best I can do.
Forever and ever I shall sing,
I'll sing so I can reach you.
I may as well be the man who can't be moved.

[Just So You Know - Jesse McCartney]
[Chiquitita - ABBA]
[Tell Her I Love Her - Jesse McCartney]
[Yume no Michishirube (according to one of my friends, Dream's Guide) - ViViD]
[Endless Love - Diana Ross and Lionel Richie]
[I'll Be There - Jackson 5]
[Knowing Me, Knowing You - ABBA]
[Precious - ViViD]

Now you know what kind of songs that I listen to. Haha. But they change though, according to mood and situation.

And the following text must follow, even if this post was intended to be in English.

Bah, mupok lok.

Haha, it was a bit of food fest last night.
My mouth tasted good food,
My eyes were fed with the images of her,
My ear felt full of her voice,
My hands ate the joy of folding,
My nose were filled with the smell of deliciously tempting food.
But the most important of all,
My heart was bloated,
I fed it too much love.

Aih Eh

Pahal berkias indah tok? Datang jiwang kah? Haha, sekdalah, just suka-suka nak meluah prasaan awal pagi time suboh tok... Kaktok nak blaja pizik gik eh kejap.

Ikan Masak Kicap

Nang ikan pande masak kah? Nyamanlah juak ikan ya malam tadik. Tapi nya a bit kerin, But never mind, food always tastes better when she's  around. Haha. Antap kali jak... Cobalah nya bergerek gik ooo, sak ku dapat move on. Haha. Cun juak time tok ku nengar lagu

If I Let You Go

Cam bes jak lagu tok. Nya nyuroh hati ku berbelah bagi. Sparoh mok nya jadi gerek aku, sparoh gik mok nya ngan urang yang nya first-first suka, and urang ya pun kinda suka nya juak. But then...


Apam ngan Kosoi

Kosoi Betty La Fea. Haha, lamak sik nangga crita ya eh...

Sik banyak idea ku tok... Gambar pun sekda...

Bah, mupok lok.