Just to update a little bit (clearing the dust, you might say). A made up poem from the TV series Warehouse 13.

"When love is lost and loss oe'rtakes me,
The rules of love then are hidden;
And chaos rules and order lost,
And hidden then, my heart, from love."

It's a nice series. Do watch if you have the chance.

Hot Head

Crapness. It's been 2 days now. No water touched my head. The part where hair grows. It's hot, and I can't cool my head down. Tomorrow's the last day. Must persevere. Must persevere. Must......

Gampang

Oleh kerana aku nak marah, entry kali ni dalam Bahasa Melayu [gunakanlah bahasa kebangsaan kita~~ marilah amalkan ramai-ramai].

Hari Sabtu haritu, aku balik rumah sebab hari Ahad cuti Tahun Baru Cina. Bapak aku yang amik kat hostel. Seblom dia sampai, mak aku dah call suruh aku bawak kereta balik (drive) sebab bapak aku macam tak sihat. So, aku pon drive la.

Sampai je lepas tol Ayer Hitam [tak sure la betol ke tak nama tempat tu], ade la satu kereta Persona ni. Die dok kat lane laju, yang kanan skali. Takde la laju mane. Slow. So, mengikut prinsip aku yang tak suke potong ikut kiri, aku pon dok la belakang dia. Ade la jarak satu kereta, supaya kalau-kalau dia gampang brek emergency, sempat la aku pon brek.

Bila dah sampai ade ruang boleh ketepi, dia pura-pura masuk kiri pastu cancel. Banyak kali gak la dia buat camtu. Dah la tu, bila time corner, dia brek. Bukan corner lipat pon. Stakat corner biase yang kalau bawak 120kmj pon takdepape punye. Yang lagi haram jadah, tiap-tiap kali dia cancel nak masuk kiri, ngan brek, dia akan pandang cermin belakang, pastu gelak.

Last skali, aku tak tahan ikut belakang orang bodoh+gila+selfish+gampang, bila dapat peluang, aku pon buat macam kereta-kereta lain buat, potong ikut kiri. Minah pukimak [ya, kawan-kawan, driver kereta tu perempuan. bukan aku buat-buat cerita, tapi dia memang perempuan] tu, tiba-tiba dia lajukan kereta dia tak nak aku potong. Nasib baik aku dah lama bawak kereta, so skill aku lebih aa daripada dia. Aku pon dapat potong sambil mengelak daripada eksiden ngan trak pikap Storm. Macam babi.

Bila dah dapat potong, aku dok depan dia, aku bawak slow. Dia tak dapat potong aku sebab jalan kat Puchong agak sesak gak la hari tu. So, dia tensyen gila, bawak rapat dengan aku. Bila ada peluang masuk kiri, aku kasik signal nak masuk, pastu cancel [macam dia buat aa]. Pastu, bila ada corner yang sikit gila, aku brek [skali lagi tiru macam dia].

Sampai kat tol Sunway, dia potong aku sebab dia ada Smart Tag, aku pakai Touch n Go je. Yang bestnye, sebelah dia ada lelaki. Kalau compare ngan aku, umur lelaki tu dah ada dalam 50 jugak la. Takde misai, ada janggut je [ikut sunnah tu]. Dan tiba-tiba, lelaki tu buat muke kerek gile, angkat jari tengah kat aku.

WHAT THE FUCK!!?

Aku ni kira muda lagi, perangai pon takde la baik sangat, so mencarut lisan ngan perbuatan tu agak biasa la. Ini pak cik dah tua, berjanggut ala-ala ikut sunnah nabi, boleh pulak dia mencarut kat aku. Dahla perempuan seblah dia yang start dulu.

So, sesiapa yang baca entry ni, kalau nampak:

Kereta Proton Persona highline warna hitam,
Ade sticker "P" sebab belum habis tempoh percubaan,
Driver dia perempuan melayu pakai tudung [spek hitam sebagai aksesori tambahan],
Atau lelaki melayu pakai spek ada janggut takde misai,
Kereta stock [takde modified ape-ape],
Plet lesen WS_ ____ [kalau aku ingat, sumpah aku taruk full],
Area: Cyberjaya & Petaling Jaya [area-area SS5, SS6, SS3, SS2].

Jangan malu-malu tunjuk jari tengah kat diorang ni. Sebab dia dah tua kutuk pon tak malu. Hish, tolong la ade sesape calarkan kereta tu [tulis pakai kunci "bitch" kat hud dia]. Tak pon pancit tayar pon cukup aa.

Gampang.

Invitation To Love

Oo ye who celebrates Valentine, I present to you, an Invitation to Love:

COME when the nights are bright with stars

Or when the moon is mellow;

Come when the sun his golden bars

Drops on the hay-field yellow.

Come in the twilight soft and gray,

Come in the night or come in the day,

Come, O love, whene'er you may,

And you are welcome, welcome.

You are sweet, O Love, dear Love,

You are soft as the nesting dove.

Come to my heart and bring it rest

As the bird flies home to its welcome nest.

Come when my heart is full of grief

Or when my heart is merry;

Come with the falling of the leaf

Or with the redd'ning cherry.

Come when the year's first blossom blows,

Come when the summer gleams and glows,

Come with the winter's drifting snows,

And you are welcome, welcome.

-Paul Laurence Dunbar-

P/S: Though I don't celebrate it, I want to wish that someone a Very Happy Valentine's Day. Be happy.....

Song For You

So today I wrote a song for you
Cause a day can get so long
And I know its hard to make it through
When you say there's something wrong

So I'm trying to put it right
Cause I want to love you with my heart
All this trying has made me tight
And I don't know even where to start

Maybe that's a start

Cause you know its a simple game
That you play filling up your head with rain
And you know you are hiding from your pain
In the way, in the way you say your name

And I see you
Hiding your face in your hands
Flying so you wont land
You think no one understands
No one understands

So you hunch your shoulders and you shake your head
And your throat is aching but you swear
No one hurts you, nothing could be sad
Anyway you're not here enough to care

And you're so tired you don't sleep at night
As your heart is trying to mend
You keep it quiet but you think you might
Disappear before the end

And its strange that you cannot find
Any strength to even try
To find a voice to speak your mind
When you do, all you wanna do is cry

Well maybe you should cry

And I see you hiding your face in your hands
Talking bout far-away lands
You think no one understands
Listen to my hands

And all of this life
Moves around you
For all that you claim
You're standing still
You are moving too
You are moving too
You are moving too
I will move you

Random

Why don't you ask me what I'd do if I loose my sight, or my hearing, or I if could never walk again, or eat another slice of pizza? But don't ask me what I'd do without you...

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Tak rata lagi.....