Fallouts.

drink my beer and smoke my weed but my good friends is all i need : seconda parte.

2012-01-07T01:27:00.000-08:00

your heart is kept in a box that's locked up in the attic with cobwebs and skeletons as decorations and a list of preferences written on a piece of paper sticky taped on the top of it. white, wide and elongated. not superficial, fake or fabricated. and of course, a smile to compliment her scent. the best grocery list ever made by the humblest human being ever known to man.

when you say something, you really mean it yeah ? even if you don't, they could still see that you're trying. and if it's true, it means that you're just being mean. if you really mean what you said that is. if they can't comprehend a single thing you say, fuck their thought for their thoughts are whores. if you don't care about something, only say it once. if you keep saying it and wait for their response, you're just being too caring.

don't you ever care what they say because to care more about yourself than others is not selfishness, it's just being sensible. and don't ever listen to them if they ask you to be yourself for you should be whoever you want to be. you be the judge whether that person is yourself or someone else. that'll make you happy. always remember that obligations lead to deprivation. and yeah, never be bright kiddo, be golden. :)

if life is an auction and conscience is the item, angels and demons would be the bidders.

2011-11-05T08:58:00.000-07:00

for my mistakes are nothing but a curse.

for a curse explains this lousy streak of bad luck.

nonetheless, 'bad luck' would be the most pathetic excuse.

it is not my time now, not yet at least.

there are no locked doors in this place I call home.

but there are windows that spell 'opportunities'

and endless hallways with no light fixtures.

if I'm no where to be found, you shouldn't panic.
I might just be up in the attic, passing time gazing at the stars.

preoccupied with my trusty telescope.

an ungrateful sinner's life is like a colourless kaleidoscope.

no matter how much he turns all he sees are shades of grey.

shades of grey that cloud his judgement.

for this brings the devil himself a sense of excitement.

p.s.: I've come to my senses, that I've become senseless.

Octopussies.

2011-10-24T09:53:00.000-07:00

his fiery eyes set me on fire

as I profusely perspire gasoline.

a voice that desires to inspire

with gestures that are rather obscene.

thanks for changing my life,

thanks for keeping me clean.

thanks for the meaningful night,

and thanks for appearing in my dreams.

the tale of October will be written in history.

it's never the destination it will always be the journey.

a tale of falling down and growing up.

a journey of self-discovery without a doubt.

it took me months to find inner peace

and to mend all those broken pieces.

and for the seventh time I've told you that I'm done.
have faith in me, this time I won't run.
I have found my reason.

p.s.: I did change for the worst.
but ironically things got better.

stranger than fiction.

2011-08-07T06:31:00.000-07:00

my brain is working at the speed of light

but until now nothing is conceived.

i am too much of a coward to fight,

to fight for the things i said i believe.

i am like a puppy. -when you throw i will retrieve.

i am like a sinner. -i cheat, i lie, i deceive.

i have masochistic thoughts over such simplistic issues.

i am the crosses you are the noughts.

i despise novels but i wish to read you.

i fell apart, broken down
into a quadrillion microscopic pieces.

disintegrate and dematerialize without reason.
i have a low self-esteem,
i'll shy away from your shadows.
i am not as tough as i seem,
i am nothing more than a blunted arrow.
i am a bearer of negativity.
i am the king of contradiction.
a world with endless possibilities
is a realm stranger than fiction.

why should I change for the better when I can change for the worse ?

2011-07-03T11:52:00.000-07:00

for those who had fallen.

they are nothing but weeds in a garden,
they are soon to be forgotten.

but its in your hands, your judgement

and if ever you have the power,

you would've mustered all your might to lift the curse.

"never lose hope my friend"

I said ironically.

I'm sure he'll resurface eventually.

mother once said.

"always be grateful in life my son"

she carried on with another one.

"dear, you'll never know when it will end"

when she finished I nodded,

I smiled and I pretended.

now I know better.

being away taught me a thing or two.

if you're not here then you might not have a clue.

to stand up on your own and sometimes for others,

to live a quiet life without my brother.

if you're that lively then you shouldn't be bothered

and if I'm writing letters my days would be numbered.
if I don't talk so much
I would've made it less awkward.

sweetest dreams and sweetest waves.

my most profound thoughts scatter,

pieces from back then to just now

flew like cut up papers in the presence of a hurricane.

call me grounded, call me insane,

I still do have those dreams.

but this time around its a wee bit brighter

and coloured with a few different characters.

give me cigarettes give me cocaine.
give me a beating if it matches the pain.
then tell me what it takes to be the greatest lover
or show me how to commit the perfect murder.
don't ask me why or even wonder.

I just know I changed for the worse
and never felt better.

why should we change for the better when we can change for the worse ?

2011-06-24T12:46:00.000-07:00

of loyalty and friendship,

those were the days when we thought we have it,

a gift that we thought we'd keep forever,

a loosened tie that is bound to be severed.

the true purpose of your past

is just to fill up photo albums,

or maybe to occupy the back of your mind.

some things are meant to be cherished

and not to be re-lived.

and if it is ever brought up

calmly smile and say,

"I felt genuinely happy that day".

walk out the front door with a new pair of shoes

when you're out to make new ones

underneath the bright midnight neon suns.

like civilisations we spread,

we form new alliances and build new bridges.
it was not an act of betrayal,
not by the gentle giant towards the angry midget.
it just shows that they grow.
and when the crow starts mimicking,
the parrot turns ugly.

and on that point onwards
your world would be in shambles.

it is inevitable.
that's what you need to comprehend.

to love and to grow out of love,
to befriend and to fight,

to hold your head up high,
to fall and to cry all night,

to observe with my very own eyes
and to write this poem as I wonder why.

drink my beer and smoke my weed but my good friends is all i need.

2011-05-21T07:05:00.000-07:00

for the past 5 months, I've been moaning, groaning, whining, shouting and rambling for one particular reason -to get on with my life. my life was stagnant, static and far from fantastic but now my life is epic. *smile* three words. "i love college". or maybe four words. "i fucking love college". what more can i say ? college cures heartbreak, college makes you popular, college colours a dull life, college encourages me to be outgoing.

however, my college life is not like that stereotypical and over-exaggerated college life. in oppose to that song from Asher Roth, i don't go to parties, i don't drink and smoke weed all night, i don't pass out drunk, i don't play beer pong and dance my ass off till i get a girl completely naked. but lets change those ''don'ts" to "haven'ts". so I'm not just saying 'not' it's more of a 'not yet'. get it ? nahh, I'm just kidding. but not for the last one though.

since I'm already moving on with life i can safely say that i am contented with my life. contentment. and elusive state for kids nowadays who always want more in life. well, try to expect less and in that way you'll receive more. then you'll be contented with what you have. I'm pretty pleased with my so-called college life. its not wild and rowdy but i sure am having fun. sleeping and waking up early is fun. pillow talks with my house mates is fun. getting beaten at 'marvel vs capcom' isn't that fun, but it'll be fun once i own them. having a large group of friends in campus is fun too. oh well, I'm just grateful with what i have now. till then.

as told by Ginger.

2011-05-10T07:17:00.000-07:00

"someone once told me the grass is much greener on the other side". -the theme song for the cartoon show 'As Told by Ginger'. its unfortunate that i was only eight when this show was aired. that was even before Ben Tennyson is conceived by his parents. i was straight up Tom & Jerry and Scooby Doo that time. life was simple and colourful. i miss those warm and cuddly days. ahh well. i shall stop talking about cartoons and my childhood. i'm not in the mood to shed some nostalgic tears. anyways, about that line from the theme song. i'm virtually on the other side now. *grinning as if i'm showing off my geek version of 'grills'*. but the grass is not much greener and to be honest theres hardly any grass on the other side. just gravels and pavements and concrete walls. but who cares about how green the grass is when the ladies are so much prettier on the other side. word. :) and yeah, i know that line is a metaphor. i'm not that dumb. till then.

dear Past, i now live in the present.

2011-05-01T23:00:00.000-07:00

i wanna make one thing clear regarding my previous post. that post is for those who are friends in my Facebook page as i posted the link of it there and not to those who are not or are invisible to me. i decided to write again after a few incidents that doesn't involve you. dear Past, i don't hate you. what i posted a few months ago is just to make you go away for good. sorry for being over-dramatic that time and my apologies if you think my recent post was indirectly for you. its not. though we follow each other's blog i don't read yours anymore and i really thought that you don't even bother about mine. read this and carry on with whatever you're doing as this is the last post ever to be directed to you. i'll promise you that.

"i don't blame you for being you, but you can't blame me for hating it"

2011-04-30T05:01:00.000-07:00

hey lets just randomly talk about Facebook. yes, the almighty Facebook. the Facebook that Assbook worships to. personally to me, Facebook is at times amusing. check this. someone posted a status about how she hates this other girl. "you bitch, i fucking hate you i wish you would just jump off a building or something and just fucking die". call me sick but i find this amusing. not just amusing, i find it fucking amusing.

you know why i'm so amused ? first of all, theres irony in their statements. those statements are made to degrade and smear shit on his or her target of hatred. little do they now, theres always a person like me who degrades them for being a total prick, a coward, disrespectful, shameful and plain stupid. second of all, why just wish them to die ? go ahead and fucking kill them if you really do loathe them to that extent. like dung beetles fighting over a pile of dung. at the end of the day the only thing they get is just a pile of dung.

one thing us rational people need to understand is that a statement means nothing if there is no reaction towards it. a Facebook status means nothing if no one 'likes' it or post a comment under it. i'll break it down for you, theres two sides to this. the individuals who agrees with the statement so that they can be good friends to that slightly uneducated person and kiss his or her ass all day long versus the individuals who are against it. i really don't want to elaborate on the first group but let me talk about the second.

hear me out rational people out there. the individuals who are against these malicious statements are basically true friends. its that simple. if you want to differentiate between fake friends and true friends ask another true friend to post a fake malicious statement about you on Facebook. those who back you up are true friends and those who just don't give a damn are fake ones. well, if you're reading this and goes -"really'' ? i'd say you're dumb. even five year olds nowadays can identify sarcasm.

during my over-dramatic days i would take a bullet for my friend. but now in my i'm-cool-and-rational days i would willingly pull them out of a fight if they're in any. thats just me.. i guess. it baffles me people. is bad mouthing and arguing with someone a noble action of 'backing up your friend' ? and does it make you cool or something to publicly humiliate someone and degrade them with an array of disrespectful words? your tongue might be the dagger and i might be bleeding but come on people. have some self-respect and maturity. you guys reminds me of some13 year old snots who just found out the meaning of the word 'bitch'. hence, i dub this post as "i don't blame you for being you, but you can't blame me for hating it". though i'm very much livid with these people, i'm still amused to be a spectator in this ever changing world of drama. till then.

go away from my window, leave at your chosen speed.

2011-04-26T10:31:00.000-07:00

I haven't been posting for awhile because of a simple fact that I just have no idea what to write about. to write about myself and my life is pretty pointless I guess. but its okay. I bet there is someone who would write about me as soon as I execute my elaborate plan to obliterate the bare existence of human being. ha ha. *snapping back to reality* lately I've been having these sudden appreciation towards some elements in life that I often overlook. small things. yeah, those little things that are taken for granted. I guess I'm having a quarter life crisis.

I'm turning 18 this year and to reach my quarter life crisis right now would mean that I'll be dead when I'm approximately 72. by then I could have 14 grandchild and 5 kids to help me rule this cruel world. okay, enough about that. this sudden surge of emotions made me think about what I am, what I have and what I don't have. well, I found the reason why I shouldn't complain and the reason why I should be grateful.

I have a mom. I have a dad. I have friends. I eat well. I oversleep luxuriously. I'm not disabled. I can think. I can sing. I can dance. you got the point. I bet you guys would already use the 'C' word by now. cliche or not just take some time to think about it. I've seen a person who has no family, slightly deranged, doesn't eat that properly, sleep on a bed of card box and can't even sing or dance. I can say that he doesn't have friends too because he can't either sing or dance. I'm pretty sure he would be grateful to have your lives. I'm sure your lives are pretty decent too if you're able to read this.

please don't get me wrong. I would want more in my life too. a car of my own so I could take a girl out on a date or take my friends out on a road trip while singing along to Dylan. a closet full of new clothes so I wont be spotted wearing the same old shirt and pants again and again. a perfectly loving family so that won't have to wonder whats it like to have one. a person who would be my better half and supports me so that I won't just flail if I fall down the ledge. but there is more to life than all those. I guess this is a part of growing up. a grown up person sucks it up and doesn't complain but I doubt I'm even close to that. till then.

the story of my life is not the story of the year.

2011-04-04T05:22:00.000-07:00

tossed and turned, flew and fell, truth and lies, laughs and cries. yeah I'm tired. as entrancing as life may be i found myself lost in psychedelia. I'm pretty much dead actually. okay, there is no need for over-dramatics. you know, even stress free life is stressful when you're 17 and a half. to be honest, sleeping when everyone else get out of bed and waking up while everyone else is enjoying their tea isn't that fun. there is never a big smile on my face and once again Mr.Ritter lied to me. I'm sure you guys would say I'm a bitch for complaining. but do give a try walking in my snug fitting shoes.

I'm a lazy eater. when i step in the kitchen i tend to take everything at once so that i don't have to make several trips. though i never dropped anything in the kitchen before, the likelihood of me dropping a plate of rice while opening the fridge to grab some drinks is pretty high. such a bad habit. now look what happened in my real life. not metaphorically speaking, i juggled everything and that everything that i juggled fell. oh yeah, no over-dramatics. not everything fell apart but it doesn't feel right when there are some elements missing. they always say life's a bitch. well, life is not a bitch. you are.

110 meter hurdles. i guess there are 10 hurdles in that race. oh i don't know, I'm more to swimming rather than track and field. but all i know is we progress. we jump hurdles (or sometimes run through it). in between the hurdles we run. then we finish the race. doesn't that sound like life? i ran and jumped a couple hurdles along the way but i unfortunately clipped the next one and almost stumbled. but hey, the race goes on and I'll finish it.

as in for now, i don't feel like thinking about anything or caring about anyone anymore. ha ha being over dramatic is kinda fun. no wonder they do it a lot. but yeah, i don't give a damn about those non-important things anymore. i posted some negative stuffs about friends, a former love, some fishes and some trees. I'm taking it back. not because of guilt but because you guys are not important anymore. should have realized this a few months ago but who cares. even Obama makes mistakes. but really, if you feel like i'm not giving much care to you don't feel bad. you're just less or not important to me.

and all of these being said, i'll take some time off from writing. face it, i'm not that good anyways. okay, maybe i'm alright but i score zero points for creativity. that cancels out some positives right ? so this would be the last post B.H.(before hiatus). i'll be back when i have an array of ideas that i could spit out through my keyboard. since that won't be soon i'll wish you guys a prosperous life and the best of luck. goodbye.

the birth of a star, the death of a dream.

2011-03-24T04:47:00.000-07:00

the day we've all been waiting for had passed. for some who did cry tears of joy i would like you guys to know that you guys are truly deserving no matter how much we played around during our time back then. for those who cried tears of sorrow, do take it easy. this thing that everyone claimed to be life-altering is in fact life-altering. but no matter how much your life is altered, your life would never be defined by it. there is always another opportunity for you to blossom as your life unfolds.

paranoia was everyone's middle name the day before. but numbness was mine. coming back as someone who graduated was almost nostalgic. "you remember when we use to do all those crazy shit back there?" i said a few times. no, i don't and i won't miss the place. but I'll always remember what we did. like the day we tried to take Jazli Masri's pants off. and that time when they ripped my pants open on my birthday -for two consecutive years. not to forget the infamous free haircuts that we'll escape and laugh to the ones who got it. ha ha.

oh yeah, i did fairly well. never did have a certain target or any form of expectations for myself. i made it clear that whatever the outcome is i will accept it with no regrets and if its not good, I'll make myself feel good anyways. but I'm pretty much contented now. could've done better but at that time, i did my best. zero regrets. what made me really happy was the fact that as a whole, we kicked major ass. some of us are legendary. we're fucking legends now. well.. not really. just a few of us are. which excludes me.

yesterday was Wednesday and not a Thursday but more importantly yesterday was a turning point for me. when these strung out individuals said we'll die that day some might say they're over reacting. but they ain't far off. i died and taste the sweetness of rebirth. its a clean slate right now. as far as I'm concerned I'm in good terms with everyone that i care about. not everyone, but everyone that i care about. the fall out, the drama , the feud and the everything else that's negative is thrown out of the window. it feels great to really start a new chapter in my life. as for the previous one. it's over. it's finally over.

Don't you think I'm pretty when I stand on top this bright lit city?

2011-03-21T00:58:00.000-07:00

another cigarette and I'm so bored your words aren't making sense. yes you. I'm speaking to you who inhabit my mind. you whine, you moan, you stutter, you blabber and you're bugging me out of my bed. the sickest part about you is the fact that you're so indecisive. i hate uncertainties and a patient man i am not. whatever it is that's going on at that time in my life you'll scream it at my face from inside out. a fucking thousand decibel straight at me. if i ever decide to speak you out I'd be as good as a sitting duck in Libya waiting for freaking bombs from the Allies. you never make sense. you make me over think things and you severely damaged my sleeping pattern.

I'm over that issue last year, and the issue that came afterwards and that issue last month. i don't feel bad about anything and hold no grudges. but please, no more thoughts and dreams and unnecessary reminders. all i want now is to move and move on. I'm not sure if I'll look pretty but I'll definitely look epic when i stand on top this bright lit city. well, not this city though. spent 17 years in it and it ain't bright lit anymore. the fat man is tired of eating burgers to pass the time. the fat man longs for a bowl of slaw now. not converting or being drastic. he just feel like having something else for a change. its about time. no voices or thoughts will stand on his way.

for all you minorities who actually read this and all the previous posts that i made. thank you. but i won't ever publicise something that is personal in the name of 'expressing my inner feelings' anymore. though i write about myself most of the time, there won't be anymore personal drama and issues that I'll discuss here directly or subliminally. no more cheesy poems, no more drop dead expressions and no more immaturity. I've grown up. I'm not gonna waste these words to make others feel bad, I'm not gonna waste these words to make myself vulnerable, I'm not gonna waste these words utter that senseless thoughts in my head for others to read and I'm not gonna waste these words about a girl.

Finally.

2011-03-18T09:09:00.000-07:00

It is almost time.I've crossed my fingers till I can't cross no more.I'm sane enough to know that airplanes or even shooting stars won't grant me any wishes.I know that I'm stable enough to face the outcome.I know that I'm rational enough to not set a standard for myself.I know that I'll work harder this time around and whatever the outcome may be I know that I'll progress.This is not just my time, this is my fucking time.I know I'm ready to embark and I'm aware that I need luck.So I shall raise my glass high and wish myself luck."Good luck Ariff, may your wildest dreams be tamed and your sweetest fantasy come true".

"you said I must eat so many lemons, 'cause i'm so bitter"

2011-03-15T05:07:00.000-07:00

a vacant fully furnished house,

an aspiring team of kids,

a fire inside that can't be doused,

a perfect time to make that bid,

another breath, another chance,

another look, another glance,

I'll cry but I am still a man,

and I'll laugh off all those fake romance.

if I could dream I would be me,

'cause lately I'm not the one I see,

reflections are just rays of light,

a medium that enables sight,

I'm seeing nothing at the end of the tunnel,

but with or without it I'll be taking flight.

the dreadful thing that blurs the lines,

between what is wrong and what is fine,

not fated destined or intertwined,

to flambe' without the dark red wine,

as memories will soon delete,

and moments will always be an epic feat.

to be slaved by experience

is of wisdom and brilliance.

all in all I'm still contented,

those unwanted issues that i prevented,

my rusty mailbox will be left dented,

I'm a nice lad but i pretended,

now set the cannon at a new trajectory,

then I'll paint my hair red literally,

and i'll take things easy, plain and simply,

but fuck me i'm all out of enemies.

"we have a greed with which we have agreed"

2011-03-11T06:18:00.000-08:00

as he said, "she was the wrong girl" and "he was the wrong man". a tale of lies and confusion that was not purposely created as a form of fulfillment. it was rather a mistake. I've said it already and I'll say it again. a mistake. when a well structured young man meets a young lady with similar stature and decided to get married and start a family the outcome would be catastrophic. a young lad that they call son is rather a different one. a totally different outlook on life and living things. a whole new perception towards the thing we call 'human contact' and by choice led a different life that emphasize the 'needs' and tuned out the 'wants'. money is not everything and it will never compensate the lack of love in one's family. there's so much someone could learn from a book but life lessons can be obtained from anywhere. that movie managed to change the way i think.

Christoper Johnson McCandless was a traveler, a seeker, an extremist, a son and a soul that was lost in the wild. he escaped comfort and security so that he could live on the edge and be free. be free from literally everything. when someone said "i want to be free" i don't think they really mean it. a piece of their past will still be there, glued to his or her heart and by that he or she won't be as free. tied to the past that they call tomorrow while at the same time claiming that looking ahead to the future is so yesterday. the idea of stripping down everything else other than the clothes you're wearing and some basic necessities is pretty extreme but liberating. liberation. that's the word. setting yourself free from the disease they call 'society' that no penicillin would restrain. the desire to fit in, the tendency to be different so that he or she would be looked up upon, the strain of dramas as well as the obligation to protect one's feelings. sick. i feel sick.

"I read somewhere... how important it is in life not necessarily to be strong... but to feel strong." said McCandless. its like a breath of fresh air to find a quotation that i could use and practice rather than those quotes they use to make themselves look superior though those quotes doesn't really mean anything. the past seems hard for me to just shrug off. its safe to say that my future seems like one big past. but I've learned a lot. things just happen. like all the decisions we made, the lives we touched or touched by, tears of sorrow or happiness that fell and all those laughter. they just happen. don't live by memories, live by moments. time would never wait for a dickhead like me. its about time i start living and not just breathing. I'll live my life, live my dreams, make my rules and my own scene. its about time i have to stop just being strong and start feeling strong.

the movie ended with McCandless dying out of hunger as he escaped society to live his solitary life in Alaska. he ran out of food and failed to hunt for game. he was alone and there was no turning back. snow turned to dirt and streams turned into monstrous rivers. he died with a smile on his face. in desperation to seek some form of nutrition he realised how much family and friends means to him and how wrong it is to try to be someone else just to escape. 'Into The Wild' is based on the true story of Christopher Johnson McCandless that went by the name of 'Alexander Supertramp' to leave his boxed up life by travelling all over the states to reach his goal that was in Alaska. his purity, wisdom and vision will be an inspiration. till then.

sorry, sorry, 'cause i'm not sorry.

2011-03-04T21:38:00.000-08:00

its kind of a normal thing for me right now if a song creates an urge for me to write something down. its probably because i take every single word they wrote seriously. though its different now, my receptors will still send those impulses to my brain but my brain will not transmit anymore weirded out signals. lately I've been listening to a song from a band called D.R.U.G.S. called 'I'm here to take the sky' which really really hits the spot. the song is almost perfect.

"I'm gonna live my life and my dreams.
I'm gonna make my rules, my own scenes.

I'm gonna live my life, take chances.
Full of hope and new romances.
Sorry, sorry, I'm not sorry."

the most obvious 'hopeful' piece of the song that is rather cliche. a piece of lyric that makes it unrealistic and irrational if i ever decide to live by. but it could be a great start to something new though. the makeshift video for this song shows a group of close friends having fun at a bowling alley celebrating a birthday. if you know me better, you would say its ironic that i like the song and the video and I'm like that. its the larger half of percentage on how opposite everything I've said and whats really going on right now actually.

i found myself running away from everything. music is pretty much my escape and random activities with random people beats having fake fun with fake individuals. i would rather not have that much fun and be less exciting than having to face the fact that i'm living in a lie. but why am i even ranting ? well, the prospect of me leaving my hometown is brighter than the break of dawn but uncertain like the stars at night. send me your best wishes so if they say the sky is the limit, i would build a bridge up to it. and i'm sorry 'cause i don't feel sorry at all. till then.

save the earth save your soul save yourself.

2011-03-03T10:13:00.000-08:00

'Jonny Sniper' by Enter Shikari

"this is a quest to save the world and we'll always be here for another, another day another chance to rescue"

if you decide to check the video out and listen to the song, you might not understand some of the words they uttered as they are brits and brits have that accent of theirs. the quotation above is a part of the song. its about the earth crying out and telling us to behave and not to be destructive. another day another chance to rescue. but the earth is on the brink of a catastrophic destruction as the days pass. the word malice is an understatement if someone chose to associate it with us humans. save the earth.

well,it wasn't my intention to preach about the environment. I'd be a hypocrite. i litter, i use a massive amount of electrical energy everyday, i waste water and the most I've done for the environment was the act of turning off the lights in my household once a year for an hour and spotting a 'WWF' t-shirt once in a while.okay, that's enough about the environment. now about sex. Jonny Sniper is a actually a fictional character in a sex education video that shoots condoms out of a sniper rifle. I'm not sure what relates Jonny with the environment but do protect yourselves. there wont be any accidental and unwanted babies when your Jonny wears a cap. save yourself.

this song shares a certain element that a few other songs possess. that vibe that could make someone feel better. that vibe that could make me feel better. lets put this in a larger context. music can make a big impact in one's life. I've seen countless people claiming that music is everything to them and they can't live without music and stuffs like that. it baffles me when these same people resorted to substances and alcohol to drown their sorrows. why ? drowning your sorrows isn't in the list of 'everything' ? at the end of the day, everyone is miserable. for some it might be harder and for some it might be easier. its just the way you're handling it. music and lyrics made my life better. if you want to do anything in life do it with all the right reasons. to drown sorrows isn't the right reason to drink and use. save your soul.

i'm fully alive.

2011-02-22T04:07:00.000-08:00

brand new eyes with brand new lies.
I'm barely breathing but fully alive,
like gravity and everything else that she defies,
you take the plunge I'll take the dive.

a calming stroll into the abyss,
with promises to be fair and careful,
as what was was is now is,
its always been my policy to be pure and faithful.

heartache is the fuel that feeds the feud,
I'll head north after everything went south,
submitted, succumbed and subdued,
from slanders to rumours to words of mouth.

the world is pretty much at war,
the prospect of peace is just theoretical,
those battleships only attack from afar,
as soldiers are sometimes hypocritical.

immaturity, ego and selfishness,
I'll go with selfish any day of the week,
tolerance, patience and passiveness,
the water had just overflown the creek.

across the mud we'll surely trudge,
and even in the darkest days we'll strive,
I will never be in the position to judge,
as I'm barely breathing but fully alive.

if you said you feel like flying, you definitely are flying right now.

2011-02-20T00:15:00.000-08:00

if you said you feel like flying, you definitely are flying right now. but you know what? I'd catch each and everyone of you guys in case anyone falls. literally. if you're that lucky, you can make the most out of a pretty much screwed up plan to have a road trip. sometimes its better to just tag along. out of desperation and heartache i found myself in a hotel room with nine other individuals which seven of them I've met for the first or perhaps the second time in my life. first impressions aside, i really think they're awesome. i never thought i could meet a group of people that would make me feel comfortable being around them like they did. I'm glad i could share that with them since i never really had a tight group of friends. "what happens in Genting stays in Genting". all those crazy shit i went through that night will be the best memory for me. a shout out to Nazril,Bernice,Andy, Daniel,Danial,Emily,Brandon,Sophia and Chris that made that night an all time high. i would never look at a comb, toilet bowl and even maggi mee the same way again. thanks for an awesome night !

P.S: we're not wasting time, we're just spending out time wasted. at least you guys did. cheers. :)

of muddy shoes and flying objects.

2011-02-15T09:24:00.000-08:00

well I've been writing the same way and about the same thing for quite awhile. i don't feel like it anymore. refresh! so I'll write about what i did today. turns out having a ton of free time ain't so boring after all. and its definitely fun. like today, with muddy shoes on a muddy field chasing flying objects. i never had a swollen knee before though i played football for years but managed to have one with Ultimate Frisbee ! had a great time with a bunch of great individuals. thank you Jac Kong for inviting me for the first session a few weeks ago. and if i can't make it to tomorrow's hangout i would like to wish you all the best in Aussie! the land down under with big men and hot ladies. pretty pretty nice.

if i had my own world.

2011-02-10T10:45:00.000-08:00

"if I had my own world, I'd build you an empire, from here to the far lands, to spread love like violence."

from 'Secret Crowds' by Angels And Airwaves.

these are just words written by Thomas Delonge. he doesn't have his own world. but then again, he used the word 'if'. well, what if i have my own world ? that would be fun wouldn't it ? i would have everything for myself. everything will be according to me and everyone would follow what i said. everyone would be entranced with with the rhythm of my bass guitar rather than dancing to the drum beat of the world. i would love that. but i'll get bored of it and it wont be fun at all after some time. not to mention illogical. so yeah.

but i would still want a world for myself. i am my own boss so i'll do what ever i want, right ? to start, i want to think like a miss universe. a miss universe must have a speech for world peace and such. so my world must have peace, solidarity, tolerance and a bunch of rebels who are radical enough to overthrow the government. nope, i wont make a good miss universe speech. in my own world, i don't want to have any unity campaigns to unite everyone. no propaganda of any sorts. they don't need them as they are already united. they're like the controlled version of the late John Lennon's vision of the world.

second of all, my world would have a plethora of produce ranging from the greenest of vegetables to the most succulent meats there is. no one would be hungry and no one would have the thought of creating a mega store that sells overpriced produce. that sounds almost perfect. not like Tom, i won't build an empire. not for anyone and not for myself. and i wont spread love as it'll make me sound like a hippie on LSD. but i have a certain idea for the community that i'll be living in. it's my world after all, right ?

here's the idea. i would want to have something in my own world that i can't have in the real world. the luxury of being surrounded by only the people you like, that makes you happy, genuine and think the same way as you do. its hard enough to find these people in the real world let alone being surrounded by a big group of them. but again, this is my world. same thing goes to the people i choose to be hostile with. in the real world, they are always there. what could i do ? they're in my circle of friends, i'll see them at my usual hangout spots, in social networks and some that won't just go away after being asked to disappear. in my world, they would all be banished. goodbye .

these are some partial ideas for a place i would call 'my own world'. but there's actually something wrong with it. its just too perfect. it defeats the purpose of my living. "whats the point of winning, if there's nothing more to lose?" said someone who i met 17 and a quarter years ago. the problems of the real world will bring out the best of a person. to face someone who has the audacity to stand up against me, to savour the moment when the air tremors and voice trembles as i walk pass the object of hostility or just to talk bad about someone just for the sake of talking bad about someone. that makes everything interesting wouldn't it ? well, that sounds like the world i'm living in right now. till then.

Sunday, '6th of February, 3:30 am.

2011-02-05T12:28:00.000-08:00

i would want to dedicate this post solely for what happened today. this post is about that moment. that life altering moment that will alter the course of my life. its something so beautiful but monstrous. its something so delicate but harsh. its something so honest yet offensive. its something precise but out of tune. its something good but sad. today my life had changed for the better.

i get it now. i really really get it now. today's pivotal moment for the better may prove to be ironic if i put it literally and not figuratively. well, to be exact my beloved red-and-white-clad boys who kick balls finally met their match earlier tonight. Manchester United finally lost a premier league game to the deserving 'giant killers' Wolverhampton Wanderers who currently occupy the 20th position in the league. that was the hardest blow for me this year. wow. its like a super tight smack on my left butt cheek.

maybe I'm just waiting for the right moment to make a change in my not-so-productive life. this might be ludicrous for some but who the heck cares. with symbolism in play and speaking metaphorically, the game earlier really did change the way i think. my life has been stagnant and at ease this past one and a half months. i haven't been doing the things that i said i wanted to do. the time has come for a change. that football team i supported sat comfortably on top for awhile. easing their opponents as they stay unbeaten. they got tamed as they tried to tame their underestimated opponent. they end up losing. and all of a sudden everything doesn't seem to fit in anymore. there's no more record to be proud of and there wouldn't be anything more for them to be proud of if they slipped. but that's just life. right ?

no more. i don't want to be that lazy ass who sits around in front of the computer all day staring and random pictures and confusing statuses. i want to live my life to the fullest doing the things that will make me proud at the end of the day. i want to be productive. i want to be fucking prolific for god's sake. i don't want to just be comfortable thinking that I'm at the top of my game while in reality I'm really not. i don't want to create a dodgy fantasy that might get me excited for some time and feel burdened when i snap back into reality. i want this to be real. and in reality, this fucking guy below is fucking happy tonight. till then.

when a letter decides to send another letter a letter.

2011-02-03T14:23:00.000-08:00

dear P,
   how shall i start this.okay, if you know me better you would know that i would never write someone a letter and the only time i write one is when i have to in order to finish a homework or to complete an exam. but this is some sort of an exception. random much ? nahh, i just cant beat you at being random.

   the first time i met you was when we bumped into each other late last year. you were with him and i was with her. those lovely individuals. how much i love the irony as we fast forward to the present. well, the first time we properly meet was on a Friday night over a fillet-o-fish and some chicken nuggets. to be honest i don't really like dining at McDonald's. especially the one in town. that place will jinx things and it brought back some weird memories. but either way, I'm glad that we met.

   there's this thing about you. you really trust me with things that were going on in your life back then though i was just another stranger. and likewise, i am comfortable enough to spill my guts out to you. though we barely knew each other, we shared both our personal issues. maybe that's the connection. it hurts just as bad and in that sense you're the only one who can be understanding. you helped me a lot. couldn't thank you enough for that.

   and you know what P, i really like hanging out with you. you're seriously awesome to hangout with. i tried to live by this quote -"stop making plans, start making sense". well, you took it to another level. you could text me in the middle of the night and 20 minutes later we would be having dinner. or call me in the afternoon and 10 minutes later i would be on my way to pick you up to get an ice cream. its seriously a breath of fresh air that i really needed. whatever you do, don't stop what you're doing okay.

   i'm writing this in the name of appreciation. its only been two weeks but you helped me more that my closest friends did. i really appreciate that. without expecting anything in return you were always there for me. thanks again P. its been such a pleasure to have known you.
   your's truly
   A.

The Final Chapter : Thank You.

2011-01-30T11:28:00.000-08:00

these surging emotions

they were like bolts of lightning,

they cracked my foundation

they were painful and blinding.

though my name is not

I finally decided to be Frank,

secured my deepest thoughts

it ends with a wish to thank.

I found friends in muddy shoes,

I found peace in a war torn land,

at the end of the day I'm left amused

though no one did held my hands.

of footsteps, voices and apparitions

I can be touched I'm not a ghost,

a new perspective and direction,

I've forgotten the thing I missed the most.

my intentions of this not to be an essay

as I'm just too lazy to write a long one,

turned around every time she waves,

as I mean it when I said its done.

my hostility my sanctuary

I didn't say we are, I said we were,

my ability is my remedy

I'm escaping fast I'm shifting gears.

I'm glad it ended last night,
more or less twenty-three hours ago
you told me to fly and I'm taking flight,
to the most enchanting places I'll go.

I can bust a rhyme I could be a rap star
or I could choose to stay as miserable,
but to be honest I'm happy the way things are
not top or bottom but right in the middle.

prince and princesses are myths
and false hopes aren't hopes at all,
I was swimming in a pool of filth
where once upon a time I stumbled and fall.

don't you worry I'll be okay
and after it all I'm still very much grateful,
life is just an epic holiday
to live in regret is just plain wasteful.

so I guess this is it 'babe'
I'll carry on with the things I do,
staying true to the promises we made
have a great life and thanks to you.

All I Want.

2011-01-25T05:54:00.000-08:00

'All I Want' by A Day To Remember

all I want is a new car.
all I want is a new acoustic guitar.
all I want is an 'Ernie ball music man' bass.
all I want is a pantry.
all I want is an endless supply of ingredients in my pantry.
all I want is for my band to succeed .
all I want is to get recognition .
all I want is to look good.
all I want is fame.
all I want is wealth.
all I want is to be hostile to those I hate.
all I want is to have a great life in college.
all I want is a happy family.
all I want is a bigger room.
all I want is to meet my favourite bands in person.
all I want is to have a 60-second-crowd-surf.
all I want is to have someone to wish me good night and good morning.
all I want is to know how to distinguish days from nights.
all I want is to start over.
all I want is to fly.
all I want is to say "how do you like me now bitch?" to certain individuals.
but all I need is to know who I really am.

Happiness.

2011-01-22T12:10:00.000-08:00

a state that everyone long for. we humans smile. we humans laugh. we humans hug. but does that define happiness ? it baffles me and left me perplexed as most people have an idea of happiness that doesn't necessarily make them happy. for instance, a person always long for someone to share his or her life with. but even if that someone doesn't seem to care much about that person or scientifically referred as an 'asshole', that person would still say that he or she is happy. they might even say,"I think I'm happy, yeah, I'm happy." you're not happy, you just have the idea of being happy.

happiness is not an obligation. it never is. we are never obliged to be happy for someone or to be happy with someone. we don't wait for happiness. stop waiting and start looking for it. make changes and sacrifices in your life. that's the pursuit of happiness. everyone in this world has a gift from god. no matter what it is we are gifted in a way. "I've been given such a gift shame to take advantage of it"-McCracken. I'm not taking advantage of my gifts but it's still a shame when I decided to ignore them for some unworthy reasons. I have so much going on for myself. I have to learn to embrace that.

I never stopped smiling and I laughed the loudest. but now I'm here being all melancholic about stuffs. my friend said its a side of me that no one knows of its existence. not even him who I've known for 5 years. but this is who I really am . I'm the opposite of a chocolate ball that has a nut stuffed in it. I've a hard shell with mushy insides. I did something earlier today. I gave up on something that means the world to me. it hurts and I was mean. I'm just too tired and I want to be happy for a change. whoever you are. thank you for everything. till then.

Oceans Apart, Seconds Away.

2011-01-19T23:39:00.000-08:00

lets face the fact,

as the fact is what it is,

lets just leave it at that,

its you the one that I miss.

I'm poetic at times

and sometimes I sing,

my words they just rhyme,

they don't mean anything.

I'm filled with laughter

but i'm a box full of sharp objects,

try your best to decipher

to be understood is the prospect.

if you desire to be wanted

all I can say is I want you,

not destined or fated

but don't ever say it's untrue.

I am not tightly closed

but the waiting is the hardest thing to take

I'm not Jack and you're not Rose

but these dreams they keep me awake.

of photographs and phone calls,

we're not oceans apart or seconds away,

I'm there if you ever fall,

then the unsaid I will say.

Leave The Lies To The Liars.

2011-01-18T08:51:00.000-08:00

first of all, I'm back to my old ways of writing a normal blog. my last 5 posts are in the form of poems that partly explain what I'm going through, what i felt and how I look at 'stuffs' in a new perspective. its like, looking at the world while wearing a cracked pair of dark shades. I can't see clearly what's going on as there are shades of grey that surrounds. but then again, it might be something better.

leave the lies to the liars. I made a resolution for this new year to not lie to myself anymore. not to be too hopeful on things that might not come true and basically be realistic about every single thing that's going on. not lying to myself by believing in the hope of something good that's going to happen but in reality there's none. but my resolution works two ways and they contradict each other. I did it again. I fucked myself up.

the other aspect of not lying to myself is to believe and trust my gut and my feelings. when I believe in something and that something isn't realistic, I can't just trick myself into shrugging it off or just plainly discard it out of my mind. that would be lying to myself wouldn't it? as much as I'm trying to look in only one direction which is forward I always catch a glimpse of the rear view mirror and most of the time, there weren't any cars at all. even then, I found myself looking at it twice.

I am not a screw up. I do have plans for the future. but to think of it, my future seems like one big past. I don't even know why am I trying so hard to recover what I lost. maybe it means a lot to me. maybe it means more that the world to me. I found myself hopeful for the first time in ages. something that I preached to my friends to not have -hope. oh how I wish I have the strength to go on or the power to turn back time to alter some things that happen. but I'm a human being. I don't have both. all I can do is to try and to try my best I will.

Chapter 5 : The Invincible.

2011-01-16T01:22:00.000-08:00

an uppercut right on the left jaw,

then I fell face first on the floor,

and even after the 10th count,

they picked me up but I stayed down,

vulnerable and helpless,

an understandable madness.

when you smile at the world,

the world would just flick its finger,

the bassist missed the rhythm,
but the beat is still kept by the drummer,
I'm sorry you're not a winner,
you're mean but life is meaner.

of auricles and ventricles,
even heartless have heartbeats,
and life is a squared circle,

we need courage to overcome obstacles,

we need patience to reach the pinnacle,

and there is no such thing as miracles

but the pursuit of happiness isn't impossible,

'cause as far as i know,

I am the invincible.

Chapter 4 : The Blow.

2011-01-15T03:41:00.000-08:00

the guitar player strums

and the lead singer hums

a melody of epic proportion

that took their breath away

and stir emotions.

the dancers dance

to the tune of romance

all to put on a show

that has no happy ending.

-this is the blow.

the writer writes to seek distractions,

counter the thoughts of affections,

he writes about fate,

as he said fate is the villain

that no judge in this world could sentence.

from the words he heeds

the writer found what he needs.

as everyone and everything are in motion

the poet comes in.

the poet writes about time

and the poet writes about waiting

for what is yours and what is mine.

the poet seems sad

and needs a time out,

crying in between silence and shouts.

all the poet need is to know.

but sadly there is no happy ending

as this is the blow.

Chapter 3 : The Dominant.

2011-01-13T11:50:00.000-08:00

breaks psychological barriers

as everything made total sense to her,

to dominate is the endeavour

as she signs no waiver.

except for some.

laughed out loud

struts and proud

to hold a leash that controls

the life that wasn't hers,

the melody of the verse,

the hook on the chorus,
the centre of the universe.

of rainbows that burst into colours,
of cities that burst into life,
for what its worth
she picked me up and i survived,
but life has rotations,
now it's the other way around,
i know you well enough it's profound,
the slightest detail to make it count,
now my love for you amounts
to only the dimmed moonlight
you see at dawn.

Chapter 2 : The Timid.

2011-01-11T10:34:00.000-08:00

humble with compliments,

subtle with words,

a voiceless scream that projects silence,

a scream it is either way,

a dreamy look that suggests innocence,

think twice before deception

gets in your way,

keep your thoughts at bay,

I reckon you'll be okay.

succumbs to pressure

though calm as a cucumber,

an unnecessary emotional lover,

took the time to bother.

like the ocean you're blue,

like the angels you're white,

after all we've been through,

I still think you're alright.

Chapter 1 : The Arrogant.

2011-01-10T07:03:00.000-08:00

seemingly dependent,

obliviously arrogant,

an idea of superiority

that leads to indignity,

or was it just me?

I always think too much.

or was it she?

that doesn't seem to budge.

I don't want to be cruel

as I've never been subjected to cruelty,

but does that mean I've to choose hypocrisy

over honesty?

a taste of the other side,
a walk along the path that lies,
life is never a free ride,
subliminal spark of despise in our eyes,
i feed you lies.
you must be bloated by now,
but even then,
we're still here somehow.

Greek 101.

2011-01-08T06:12:00.000-08:00

have you ever heard of this place before ? well, Greece is a country that has citizens and most importantly a GOVERNMENT. but why the heck Greece concerns me right now ? i think its because a friend of mine made a comment about you know what is a bit like you know what that involves GREECE ! wow i sound happy today.*cynical grin that followed with a fake smile*. yes. back to Greece. okay, every country has a certain aspect that made them famous, The US has pizzas, burritos and sushis that made them famous, Malaysia has their politics and fucked up systems while Greece has their mythology. Greek mythology what ? c'mon guys. i know you all watched 'Percy Jackson'.

the comment my friend made was about my last blog post that reminded her of Greek mythology. for real dude? lets dedicate this post to that comment she made. lets talk about my favourite Greek mythology character -a hunter named 'Narcissus' that hails from Thespia. the great Bob Dylan once wrote "Now he worships at an altar of a stagnant pool /And when he sees his reflection, he's fulfilled". that's Narcissus alright. you guys might be familiar with the story of Narcissus who fell in love with his own reflection when he stumbled upon a pool. it was a punishment. he disdains those who loved him for his renowned beauty. he stared at his own reflection to his demise as he just cant leave the beauty of his own reflection. pretty sick ? well, that's where the word 'narcissist' came from. of course you all know that fact. but the story that really intrigues me happened before that. the story involves another character named 'Echo', a mountain nymph who loved her own voice. she fell in love with Narcissus. one day, she followed him into the woods. Narcissus finally heard footsteps and shouted "who's there?", Echo answered "who's there?". she is rejected as Narcissus asked to be left alone. Echo cries until she turned into stone and an invisible Echo haunts the earth until today. wait. do i sound super intellectual when i talk about Greek mythology ? don't be fooled, i wiki-ed all of these 10 minutes ago.

the story of Narcissus and Echo sparked thoughts. a person's love is rejected for the love he has for himself. today, a person's love towards him or herself won't surpass the love for that other half. the longing for affection, lust and love itself is a force to be reckon with. but then, where lies all the problems ? well, everything else is the problem. each and everyone of us no matter how nice or how mean we are have at least a slight amount of narcissism, ego, arrogance, envy and jealousy in us. sometimes we subconsciously suggest that we are better than everyone else, sometimes we feel slightly or perhaps greatly superior than others and even feel weird for others' success. if not now, later. it happens. either in relationships, friendships, with colleagues or with families. if someone said having a sense of narcissism is fucked up, that someone is suggesting that we are all fucked up in a certain way. but a pure narcissist today is not like Narcissus. instead of rejecting one's love for the love of himself, the element of narcissism is replaced by the great urge of being wanted by the society and that's fucked up. there is no such thing as 'flawless'. we are all flawed and through this flaws we became human.

The Endeavour.

2011-01-07T05:15:00.000-08:00

ever stared at a cupcake rising in the oven ? not the occasional peek but a full on stare from the point you put the cup inside the oven and close it till the timer hits zero. and would you wonder how it would turn out ? over-cooked, under-cooked, plain raw or perhaps absolute perfection. if you did.. this is the endeavour.

i can't help but to think as thinking is the only thing that made total sense.questions popped out like champagne bottles on a rich ass white bastard's wedding. sleepless nights ain't pretty and bloated tummies ain't ugly. the questions came in the form of "wh's" and a "hw". i.e. "why the hell do i have a tiring job that doesn't really pay much?" or "how the fuck can i get money for my college tuition fees?" or even better "what's fucking wrong with me?". maybe these questions got overlooked by them grown ups as they said, "teens never really are problematic, they just find problems to keep themselves occupied". well, no grown ups have ever said that, i just made it up. back to the point. life has been pretty mundane since 'it' ended. 'it' referring to school life. its like, being released from a cage only to find out that there is a bigger cage that surrounds. more risks to take, more paths to explore. if the glass is half empty for me i'd say my life is so fucked up right now i wish i'm back with my friends in school. and if the glass is half full for me i'd say at least the cage is bigger this time around. but i'm a realist not an optimist or a pessimist.

oh yeah, the cupcake metaphor. i take life as steps to make a cupcake. first you buy all the right ingredients, then you measure meticulously, you put tender love and care in making it, you beat the eggs, you zest the lemons, and you bake it at the right temperature and the timing must be spot on. all the hard work to make a perfect cupcake. but you know what ? at the end of the day, the cupcake with the most intriguing topping is the one chosen instead of the perfectly cooked and the delicious but rather dull one. most humans process what they saw prior to processing how they really felt about things. you get the point ? i hope you get it before i start rambling with my souffle metaphor. i don't even know why am i still asking the same one worded question that start and ends with a 'why'.

i would like to congratulate you if you managed to read up until this point. you have my utmost appreciation. i think i know what i need right now. maybe it's a necessity for you guys too. i need distractions. the best cure to counter depressive thoughts and paranoia. as in for now, my distractions are in the form of helping my mom managing my cousins everyday and my honest attempt in songwriting. its helps. well, i'm not that talented musically as i am only a self-taught guitarist and my words aren't the smoothest in town. but hey, at least i'm trying. i made a conclusion that music isn't the reason i breathe but it might be the reason why i am still breathing. my deepest appreciation to my friend who brought me into this world. thanks man, i owe you one.

thats it for now i guess. if i waste my words by expressing too much in a single post i'd be missing the point of blogging. this is not just the endeavour, this is my endeavour. have a nice weekend. till then.

the not so dirty little secrets.

2011-01-03T12:43:00.000-08:00

1. I'm a straight guy but i would definitely let Bert McCracken smooch me if i ever have the chance to meet him in person. he might be the awesome-st human being.

2. I have a super super super huge crush on Janet Hsieh (the host of Fun Taiwan and Fun Asia) as she puts 98% of the Fun in both shows. she has a voice that captivates me. ahhhhh Janet. :)

3. As proud as i am to say that i'm a big fan of Punk and Metal and all their sub-genres, i owe that to the most unlikely source. the spark that lighted my sense of music was My Chemical Romance back when i was 12. i know.. its pretty sad.

4. I'm getting over my fears of butterflies that i developed when i was younger. it has been two years since it stopped controlling my head. it's pretty ironic that i named a song after them.-'Ascending Butterflies'

5. I have a pet name that my family gave which in the modern world would suit girls better than boys. thanks guys.

till then. :)

the only word that goes well with "yeah" is "hell".

2011-01-02T03:07:00.000-08:00

Hell Yeah ! i survived day two of the year 2011. it has been fun and all but i don't really know what to expect this year. anyways, i kicked off this year on a good note. the previous years has been pitchy and sometimes only just a touch out of key. but this year was awesome. i celebrated my first minute of 2011 by driving recklessly through the Taman Tasik Semenyih residency while i was on the lookout for fireworks that literally blew 50 feet away. i would say that i felt like i was on the set of 'war of the worlds' or perhaps '2012' but that would be just too over-dramatic wouldn't it? i also did a few traffic offence like talking on the phone while driving, speeding and also finishing up a burger while driving. all the nonsense aside, i would like to wish my friends who are still schooling happy first day of schooling. may all your goals be achieved and may all the teachers show their affections more than they showed us. cheers.

p.s. its advisable to sleep early tonight. :)

and so long goodbye.

2010-12-31T04:38:00.000-08:00

first of all, i would like to wish everyone a happy new year, may all or most of your resolutions and wishes come true next year. which is just a matter of hours from now. as always, i'll have a big list of things that i want to get done. but not this year though. i just have one resolution that i'm trying my best to achieve which is to stop lying to myself .i don't want to anymore. and thats it. thats my resolution for 2011. and song long goodbye 2010. a great year you are and your last day went just the way it supposed to be. thank you. you'll always be in my heart and i'm not kissing you goodbye. as in for now, i'll be sticking with my resolution but at the same time still do what i do best. -fake a smile and wave at the world. till then.

Happy New Year's Eve.

2010-12-29T13:41:00.000-08:00

"Happy 31st of December". while everyone else is busy preparing to celebrate the first day of 2011 elsewhere, i'm right here celebrating the very last day of 2010. well, why not ? as far as i'm concerned 2010 is one heck of a year. this year, i managed to get some pretty important things done, achieve some goals and even 'break records'. since all the plans for this year's new year celebration are in shambles i think its best to have a celebration of my own. just for myself and with myself. and i don't feel like going to any new year parties anyways. i'm already a secondary smoker but to be 'secondary drinker' -if theres such a thing- might not be the idea of fun for me. so thats it. 2011 is etching closer but i'll be counting down a day earlier. till then.

and even the fireworks will be lighted one day early.

Me, Myself and Why.

2010-12-28T06:06:00.000-08:00

2010 might be a defining year in my existence. of course it is. i'm diverting away from the obvious but the truth is this whole year has been a freaking roller-coaster of emotions, excitement, confusions and even that plain old heartache. i always make assumptions and draw conclusions about life. maybe this is the part where everything seems to be exhilarating. the new phase of life as they say. truth to be told, all there is deep down inside is just emptiness. the state where one doesn't really know what to do, how to feel and how to react. quoting McCracken- "I haven't lost anything except my mind."- and also Ne-yo -"... I'm feeling no stress, I'm too fly to be depressed."- well, this month has been tiring but i am just drained physically and mentally these past few days. all these stimuli that triggered all those feelings that proved to be just too overwhelming for this 5'6 guy. then again, all these pieces of lyrics from my daily playlist could just define who or what i am this very day. they explained things. for instance, Nelly Furtado's 'all good things come to an end', Cee Lo's 'forget you', Blink 182's 'what went wrong?' as well as Bullet For My Valentine's 'heart burst into fire' that made perfect sense. nevertheless, the line that divides reality and my far-fetched imagination is pretty much blurred. once i said, "emotions used to be my middle name, but now, it is wrapped around my middle finger." but as much as we are denying it, we are after all just a bunch of hypocrites. i am not that cold after all. it just amazes me how the slightest sign of affection could lead to the most epic stir. till then.

from one december to another december.

2010-12-26T01:54:00.000-08:00

a year has passed since the last time i posted anything on my blog. it feels almost weird to be writing down another post. thanks to Annie and Wulala, here i am writing and resurrecting my so-called 'blog'. as you all know, the oh so over-rated Sijil Pelajaran Malaysia 2010 is over. being one of the first to finish the examination i have the first taste of freedom. freedom? hell yeah i have freedom, but its pretty much the same to the freedom i earned when i was 14 years old. yeah, the freedom part is pretty over-rated as well. lets use another word to describe the post SPM life. let me see. lets use BOREDOM. boredom fits quite well. though 'being bored' is indeed a mere understatement. i live in an apartment, i don't have a front porch to set up a swing set so that i can 'swing life away'. but i do have a swimming pool downstairs. but you don't want me to drown away my life do you ?

Jasmin Presents: The Party

2009-10-21T09:03:00.000-07:00

hey kids, im a part of the organizers for Jasmin Presents: the party. the theme this year is GO GREEN! as not for green day or sick veggies but for the environment. this party features good food, lotsa music from a banging DJ, and loads of performance by students and also Kajang's own Dichi Michi. the venue is at Prescott Metro Inn and the fee is rm55. this party is on the 12th of December 2009. Drop a comment on my myspace here for more info. cheers!

Shane Dawson robbed me

2009-10-21T08:22:00.000-07:00

who dosent know shane dawson? hes that guy from youtube who uploaded loads of videos of himself doing crazy shit like sucking and imagenary dick, and giving joe jonas a nice BJ to name a few of my favourites from him. To be frank, he robbed me. but i cant give a specific reason why, i dont know how and what he actually the thing that he robbed. but all i know is now ill just walk around to ppl and suck on that imagenary dick and giving joe jonas a BJ is now my favourite pastime. L'chaim!

turn the lights off, carry me home

2009-10-04T04:57:00.000-07:00

im bored, bored with the current situation and vibe. i had fun but im still bored. fun and then bored? uhum, actually im sick and tired of the same old pancakes. i want a pie for a change or a pet pussy cat. the thing is, im done with the same old stuff, waiting to get noticed or trying hard to be in that clique when me myself feel uncomfortable with their ways. so here it goes, i dont need to be in your shadows anymore.. =) i just need my cupcake and titsyfah to turn the lights off and carry me home. thank you.

Back From The Bed

2009-09-30T03:00:00.000-07:00

whoaahoaaahoaahoaa! aku dah lame gile tak update blog. name website pun aku hampir lupe, BLOGSPOT laaa. adush. jom recap ape yg telah aku lalui sepanjang perjalanan ini. hhhhaaaa! aku dah pkai braces.. cun siot! muke aku mcm skema habis. dah laa aku pakai spec, korang lupe ke? asal tak de yg ejek aku mcm skema? mungkin sbb aku slalu tido dlm kelas kot dan punyai ass yang jauh lebih sexy dari orang skema lain. hhhhhaaaa lagi! aku join choir sekolah. kenapa? kadang2 aku kesian pulak kat jeman, nyanyi dengan die layan rock kapak tapi nyanyi lari key and aku rasa dah banyak sangat dosa aku buat kat cermin bilik air rumah aku.. dah lah kecik je, pastu kene dengar aku nyanyi pulak tu. lagi lagi lagi ape ea? haaa! annual dinner rakan muda 31 oktober ni. faez nak bawak lagu love drunk dendangan band yg berkeras mereka bukan gay dengan menamakan diri mereka boys like girls. tapi ape cerita weyh? dah lah jambu lagi gay. lagu pun gay. tapi mcm sedap jugak. mule2 benci sbb ade persamaan dengan lagu the killers-somebody told me dekat part chorus. tapi skrg kene dga banyak kali sbb nak main bass lagu tu. seksa zahir batin aku. hmmm ape lagi ea? ohhh, hari raya wehhhhh!! besok raya besok raya besok raya! kalau korg dah lame tak bukak blogspot and bace blog aku 3 bulan lagi mesti korg ingat aku bodoh. sbb mase tu christmas laa weyh! kejap kejap kejap, aku tak bgtau lagi kenapa aku dah lama tak update. korang rasa? bace laa tajuk weh!! aku baru bangun tidur laaa....

the pops

2009-08-06T06:30:00.000-07:00

The Pops is a new talkshow produced by Bryan Secret. This show features two young lad who has nothing to do but to talk about random topics of which folks at home may get annoyed from. This show contains pg 13 materials such as bleeeeep and or teeeeeeeeeeeeeeet. Kids who havent take their UPSR examination may have to ask for adult supervisions in order to join us. Ali Pop former actor (american pie 1,2,3,4,5 and Lord of The Singhs) teams up with Ariff Pop retired sessionist (Jonas Brothers,M.Daud Kilau, Boys Like Pearls) and together they for a tight partnership. Stay tuned for the first episode that will be aired on CNN, ABC, BBC,AXN and ACDC. Cheers peers!

august came early

2009-08-02T23:18:00.000-07:00

sedar tak sedar bulan ogos sudah menbuka tirai untuk tahun 2009.. kenapa rasa mcm sekejap sgt? rase mcm baru je aritu kite sambut tahun baru.. rase mcm baru je aritu syed punye party dkt sunway lagoon.. rase mcm baru je aritu Man U kene pukul 4-1 dgn L bukan name team sebenar.. kenapa? adakah kerana thn ini spm utk sebilangan rakan-rakan aku? atau kerana banyak perkara yg terjadi thn ni yang sgt senang untuk buat masa berlalu dengan pantas.. sakit hati? tak lagi kot thn ni.. terlalu sibuk dan terlalu malas untuk sakit hati.. mungkin sebab aku suka menangguh.. sume bende nak tangguh.. study? tangguh.. prom? tangguh.. online? stiap malam.. skrg nak tido pun aku kadang2 tangguh.. lepas ni dah tak boleh tido lmbt.. dah nak puasa.. kena bangun sahur.. aku rindu kura-kura rahaman atau pendeknya kurma yg aku tak tau kenapa huruf n kat hujung tu kena potong.. lepas puasa sebulan kita raya.. whoa makan free =)

toodles, salam dari mert backcracken

HERstory not history

2009-07-14T23:14:00.000-07:00

ahah! hari ini sgt dingin dan nyaman tatkala hujan pagi tadi semasa aku sedang menonton simpsons.. sudah menjadi lumrah pada setiap pagi aku akan rasa perasaan memulas-mulas di perut menandakan aku hendak berak.. tapi peliknya hari ini aku tak dapat perasaan itu.. perut aku gumbira hari ini! aha! what a fine day indeed! hari yang indah ini berterusan sehingga.............. waktu sejarah bermula.. pada awalnya cikgu S bukan nama sebenar mengajar seperti biasa.. setelah habis bab 4 cikgu beritahu ujian masuk sampai bab 5.. kalau dah macam tu faham faham lah kan? tapi tidak kawan-kawanku sekalian alam.. cikgu S bukan nama sebenar bercerita tentang persekolahannya, kawan-kawannya, kampungnya, jarak dari rumah ke sekolah, cikgunya dahulu yang disangka melayu rupa-rupanya tidak, buaya-buaya di kuala lumpur dan pelbagai lagi cerita menarik.. tidak mengapa cikgu.. saya harap kami semua mampu memahami bab 5 dengan mudah...... =) hari aku bersambung dengan aku ponteng perjumpaan kadet remaja sekolah buat kali ke-banyakkali berturut-turut dan balik ke rumah untuk tulis post ini! okay goodnite kawan-kawan saya nak tido... sweetdreams!

selamat tinggal

2009-07-14T06:17:00.000-07:00

kamu telah menemaniku sejak beberapa lama.. walaupun daku telah terlepas bibit2 indah pada awal kamu keluar, daku tidak melepaskan walau sesaat berdampingan denganmu selepas itu.. mengapa kamu pergi dari hidupku? hanya kawan yang terdekat sahaja tahu bagaimana persaanku ini.. daku tidak mampu untuk mengalirkan air mata kerana orang kata ianya tidak berbaloi.. yang sudah pergi takkan kembali.. tetapi.. salahkah daku punyai perasaan? marah, sedih, menyampah.. daku orang biasa juga seperti kamu semua.. dan pemergiannya akan daku rindui.. selamat tinggal Prison Break............... walaupun daku terlepas season pertama.. daku tak pernah berhenti menonton season-season yang seterusnya.. sekarang tuan producer sudah mematikan karakter utama kamu iaitu mendiang Michael Scofield.. ini bermakna kamu sudah berakhir.. sekali lagi.. selamat tinggal... kamu telah menceriakan malam2 isnin daku dan membuat daku tidak siap homework..

kapak rock

2009-07-04T07:16:00.000-07:00

I'm listening to metallica's classic. master of puppets and stuff. they songs are nothing like today's jonas brothers and those dance crap thingy. 7 minute songs fill with angst driven riffs are way way better than those catchy songs we call retro hit after 3 months in the charts.

haaaaaaaaaaaa

2009-07-02T06:44:00.000-07:00

these past few days ive been having a streak of badluck and misfortunes. it sucks hard. i hate it as much as it loves me. it bothers me. im having a bad mood because of it. not because im a retard or whatever. i believe it happens to everyone. i hope it ends soon. i wanna be back to my cheerful yet not so cheerful ways. cheese out!

neverland

2009-06-26T06:59:00.000-07:00

hes weird. he is a big kid inside. he sold over 750 million records. he had a weird nose. praised for his dance moves. made headlines with his antics. he changed from black to white. hes the king. he will have more impersonators than Elvis Presley.

Michael Jackson

1958-2009

Bitchslapped by maddie =)

2009-06-20T07:03:00.000-07:00

Copy to your own note, erase my answer, enter yours, and tag twenty people.
Use the first letter of you name to answer each of the following questions.
They have to be real... nothing made up!If the person before you had the same first initial,you must use different answers,you cannot use any word twice and you can't use your name for the boy/ girl name question.

1. What is your name: Ariff Hilmy Harith
2. A four Letter Word: Anal
3. A boy's Name: Adam Lamballs
4.A girl's Name: Ana Ivanovic
5. An occupation: Astronomist
6. A colour: All Black
7. Something you'll wear: Ass revealing miniskirt
8. A food: Amma's curry
9. A place: Armenia
10. A reason for being late : Ache in tha belly so i have to take a shitty shitty(really true)
11. Something you'd shout: Ali Pop i love you!!!
12. A movie title: American Pie
13. Something you drink: Apple juice
14. A musical group: Angels and Airwaves
15. An animal: Armadillo
16. A street name: A-wall street
17. A type of car: Audi
18. The title of a song: All that ive got by the 'fucking' used

Tag : to anyone who reads

we can breathe in space

2009-06-19T01:38:00.000-07:00

"we can breathe in space, they just don't want us to escape"

taken from; Enter Shikari's 'we can breathe in space'

This is an interesting concept.. in the chorus of this song, Rou Reynolds the vocalist of Enter Shikari says that we can actually breathe in space but theres a force that prevents us from doing so for that we will escape from earth. Wow. Lets imagine if we can really breathe in space. We don't have to go somewhere boring like Port Dickson during the holidays, we can visit the moon! "hey dad, i don't wanna go to the moon my dickhead classmate said moon is lame, his dad brought him to the sun", conversations like this will happen if we can breathe in space. And imagine, there wont be anymore world cup. There will be universe cup where the best players on earth will play against some cool alien dudes. A tournament where Ronaldo isn't the biggest diva. And there will be new world records like 'most asteroid juggle' and marathon events like 'fastest-to-reach-pluto-and-back-to-earth-aton'. It is amazing if we can breathe in space. Maybe theres some alien chick that have bigger boobs that Pamela out there. Who knows?!

the new love

2009-06-18T00:22:00.000-07:00

Love currently stands for,
Lies, Overindulgent, Variety and Envy,
It used to be sweet and more,
But its all gone and its tainted,

Is cute what we aim for?
Love is not for show nor a trophy,
If it is, don't you wanna have 2 or 3 or more?
One for every day of the week until you fainted,

Splurge wealth and drown love with indulgence,
Love that can be bought will stick and continue,
And leave as soon as the good stuff runs low I imagine,
Pleasure is not love, it will never work,

Lies are an instrument with certain functions,
Specifically to cheat in order to try 'something' new,
Its a shameful thing but commonly happen,
Ill be saying this with an unfriendly smirk,

Physical beauty is pleasing to the eyes,
While inner beauty is pleasing to the heart,
Misunderstood love fades away and dies,
True love is the one you can't live without.

Kesah Seribu Satu Malam

2009-06-13T00:54:00.000-07:00

Untuk pertama kalinya saya akan menulis dalam bahasa ibunda saya iaitu bahasa malaysia kerana sebelum ini saya rasa yg saya ini Puff Daddy ataupun Pete Wentz yg tidak reti berbahasa melayu. Akan tetapi, saya masih rasa saya ini Mark Hoppus kerana insan tersebut telah..... dan beliau memiliki susuk tubuh yang lebih kurang seperti saya. Cukup. Kalian mahu dengar satu cerita yang diulit tragedi dan komedi pada masa yang sama? Nikmatilah!

Sebermula maka tersebutlah satu kisah. Saya Ariff Pop, Ali Pop, Faez Fah, Fadli Nus dan Ram Lah Lee mengambil keputusan untuk berjalan2 pada waktu malam. Malam yang indah tersebut adalah semalam. Kami berlima pada mulanya berseronok dan memenuhi kawasan sunyi tersebut dengan gelak tawa dan bunyi kentut. Tiba-tiba(unsur saspens) mata kami meliar ke kawasan yang sebelum ini kami pernah lalui dan bertemu dgn segerombolan makhluk yang namanya sering disebut untuk menggambarkan posisi persetubuhan. Gaya anjing. Pada malam tersebut kami bernasib baik. Pada malam ini juga kami bernasib baik. Akan tetapi, saya berkata kepada empat sahabat karib saya "gay brothers, jalan baik2 mana tau die ambush kita dari tepi". Tetapi, mereka dan juga saya tidak mengambil serius akan penyataan yang telah saya berikan itu. Tidak mengapa.

Kami meneruskan perjalanan ke restoran indian cuisine yang terkemuka di bandar sate ini.Restoran Ayza. Setelah disakitkan hati oleh ane dan buncitkan perut, kami beransur pulang. Borak borak, ehem ehem dan gelak gelak kemudian, kami sampai ke tempat kami bertemu dgn makhluk tersebut. Kami berlima agak terkejut kerana hanya seekor yang menunggu kami. Kami gelak dengan penuh kepuasan. Luar dari kesedaran kami, bahaya is just around the corner (bak kata mamat salleh). Kami terjumpa sekujur tubuh yang pada mulanya kami ingat seekor anak kucing yang telah mati. Akan tetapi, selepas melihat dengan lebih teliti, tubuh tersebut bukanlah bangkai anak kucing tetapi bangkai anak anjing. Fadli Nus tanpa segan silu menyuluh bangkai tersebut dan semak berdekatan dgn lampu suluhnya.

Seekor anjing yang agak ganas telah keluar dan mengejar kita. Runut bunyi cerita Jaws bermain di kepala dan saya mengingatkan diri saya bahawa saya hanya perlu lari lebih laju dari rakan sebelah saya(Ali Pop) untuk mengelakkan diri saya daripada diratah-ratah. Dan saya hampir berjaya sehingga...... mereka berempat terdengar satu bunyi yg kuat dan sedar bahawa anjing tersebut telah berhenti. Terdengar laungan Ali Pop "weyh! ariff pop mana?!". Mereka perasan bahawa saya tidak ada di belakang mereka dan saya telah hilang dari pandangan. Memanglah saya hilang. Saya berada di dalam longkang pada masa itu. Idiots. Mereka bergegas untuk membantu saya dan Ram Lah Lee telah tolong mencari kaca mata saya yang hilang. Mengapakah saya berada di dalam longkang?

Cerita sebenarnya ialah begini. Setelah nampak anjing yg comel tapi ganas itu mengejar. Kami lari lintang-pukang. Fadli Nus telah mendahului manakala Ali Pop dan Ram Lah Lee berada sedikit di belakang. Faez Fah pula berada di hadapan saya. Saya mengaku bahawa saya sudah tembam, lambat sedikit lari dan 'boyak', istilah yang sering digunakan oleh orang kampung saya untuk menggambarkan seorang yg clumsy. Setelah sedar saya berada di belakang, saya dengan nekadnya menolak Faez Fah ketepi kerana telah menghalang laluan saya untuk kehadapan. Akan tetapi, saya gagal dan telah jatuh bergolek-golek dan kemudiannya masuk ke dalam longkang yang teletak beberapa meter dari tempat saya jatuh. Nasib baik anjing tersebut hanya memandang saya. Mesti dlm hatinya dia berkata "padan muka budak boyak". Anjing tersebut beredar selepas itu. Mereka tolong saya keluar dan kami ke rumah Ali Pop untuk membersihkan luka.

Ironinya, malam tersebut merupakan hari jadi ke 16 Fadli Nus dan kami berancang untuk mengenakan dia. Bak kata abang jambu Justin Timberlake, "what goes around comes around". Padan lah muka saya. Moral cerita ini adalah, jangan lah pentingkan diri sendiri dan tolak kawan ketepi apabila dikejar anjing. Tolaklah kawan anda sehingga jatuh.

Gaya Bahasa:

bahasa inggeris: clumsy, idiots
bahasa tamil: ane
dialog: "gay brothers, jalan baik2 mana tau die ambush kita dari tepi"
monolog: "padan muka budak boyak"
kata nama am: Restoran Ayza
perbahasa: what goes around comes around
bahasa kampung ariff pop: boyak

the most coolest sweetest camp

2009-05-31T08:32:00.000-07:00

my first 2 days of school holidays is wasted with camp..
it was dull at first.. nothing much on the first day..

but the very next day i got stung 11 times by bee like creatures that made 70% of my body swolled due to allergic reaction and got admitted in the hospital
weeeeehhooooooooooooooooooo!!!! =)

words

2009-05-23T03:51:00.000-07:00

"im just a notch in your bedpost, but youre just a line in a song"
-fall out boy-

"i push my fingers into my eyes, its the only thing that slowly stops the ache"
-slipknot-

"all in all youre just another brick in the wall"
-pink floyd-

"theres a lady whos sure all that glitters is gold and shes buying a stairway to heaven"
-led zeppelin-

"you may say i'm a dreamer but i'm not the only one, i hope someday you'll join us and the world will be as one"
-beatles-

"being half dead wasn't what I planned to be now I'm ready to be free"
-the fucking used-

"stop making plans, start making sense"
-the academy is..-

those are words from musicians i look up to.. they came up with fascinating words while i write cheesy crappy stuff.. shits! =)

one sweet weekend

2009-04-19T06:53:00.001-07:00

i had a blast this weekend!!!!! waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

okay.. (came back to my senses)

my weekend started off with the class project.. we painted the class purple.. i dunno why but the class is now purple.. instead of pink that i voted for.. dammit! while we were painting. my long lost strippa friend raja ainna came.. she looks plumper than ever.. hehe.. she looks good.. later that afternoon, ana came to my house to get ready to go to addy's party.. i havent seen her for quite awhile and im really really happy to see her.. =))

addy's birthday... she throwed a heck of a party.. way to go addy! the party started with addy's speech and theres food and games(lotsa fun) and music and ariff beating beyonce knowles at booty shaking... i shaked what my momma gave me with pride dude... it was blast! seriously addy it was off the hook! viva la weirdos!

the very next day, me and a bunch of boys and girls went to celebrate syed's belated birthday at sunway lagoon.. it was tiring at first since i have to wake up early on a beautiful sunday and still knocked up from addy's party.. hanging out with them sure was a heck of a good time... this is our first time going to a waterpark together(big kids now eyh)... they went to the amusement park before going to the water park.. i chickened out.. sheeesshh.. on my way back.. i bought something for my ana since she couldnt make the trip.. =( but everything else was fun though!! i saw 2 creatures having an intimate time together shopping for t shirts at sunway pyramid..(jazli and syamim pa) they look soo cute together... =) i also saw white chicks with bikinis... but me and nazril were sexier coz were shirtless .. take that!

overall this is the best weekend i had in 2009.. nothing beats having fun with ana, the weirdos and the guys.. =)

as promised

2009-04-12T03:00:00.001-07:00

i promised ali that ill update my blog... and he ask me to write this absurd fact...

-ali kau teramat handsome and i love you man-

teddy bear

2009-03-20T07:22:00.000-07:00

yesterday the rakan muda had a trip to the zoo.. i participated.. it was a voluntary work to clean the zoo.. it was not as bad as it sounds..

syed nab faez syu syaza n me had to clean the bears.. the bears are huge!!!!!!!!.. they made me look tiny.. the honey bears are cute but the grizzly look like fat dogs on steroids.. =) we started by cleaning the place where they show the bear to the public.. i start by burying its dung inside a hole the bear made...it was awesome!! the guys even call me shitman.. coz i always end up with the dung.. then theres some visitors teased us by saying.. "eh.. ingatkan anak beruang tadi"... cmon.. were cuter than the bears..

we later clean the bear's cage.. and surprisingly.. more dung!!!!!!!!!!.. now theyre juicy and orange in color.. i almost puke and syed have to surrender the job to syaza.. my god syed.. haha =) while cleaning the cage.. i stepped on a dung.. wow.. isnt that amazing? and later i realised that everyone who clean cages wears a rubber boot.. yay me! good thing that it dosent smell as bad as cat or dog or your shit...

later that day.. we fed the bears.. it was quite some thing when u put the banana in the bears mouth.. u can even put ur head inside.. =) we fed the otters after that.. we fed them fishes.. the way they eat is very interesting.. they wash the fish before they eat it.. smart ass..

the highlight of the trip was when a monkey practically show its pistol to syu.. it was hilarious! the monkey touched it and play with it like nobodies business.. i still remember its face.. and it was quite long too fr a monkey.. =) afta i reached home i bathe and sleep until the next morning.. yay me!

happy times.. toodles!

liverpool was not to shabby lads!

2009-03-17T05:02:00.000-07:00

on that day.. liverpool pulled out a stunning 4-1 win over manchester united.. =) though im a big man u supporter ill be a gentleman by congratulating liverpool over the win.. eventhough the margin of the loss is massive n the fact that it was played in a home ground.. im still happy.. =P

5 reason ariff is happy.. =)

1.my tuition chemistry teacher who is a big liverpool fan sayed that if liverpool does win which at that time very unlikely, he wont give us any homework..

2.i dun really mind getting teased by the boys coz all the while im the one with the big mouth.. coz man u is winning all the time.. u cant say its my fault i have a big mouth.. rite?

3.based on facts.. liverpool n chelsea is not even a good team.. face it.. one team is very inconsistent i.e big win at bernabeau n big loss at boro.. and the other one is purely manufactured by that russian oil guy.. whats his name again?

4.why shouldnt i be happy? im happy when arsenal beat man u 2-1.. n they didnt conceed a goal fr a very long time.. maybe if im happy now stevie will get injured fr a long time n benny will get sacked just like that guy with the blue shirt.. whats his name again?

5.man u will win the bpl fr the 3rd time in a row.. which is quite some thing when u considered chelsea just win 3 times in their history n liverpool didnt win any fr 2 decades..

i just wanna give a shoutout to all the football fans! dont blame yourself .. its not your fault when ur team sucks.. cheers lads!

ive been in an 'indefinite hiatus'

2009-03-06T07:14:00.000-08:00

hi all..

i didnt update my post fr quite awhile now.. =)

i wanna say tat form 4 sucks.. now i realize how easy form 3 is.. and algebra is easy.. everythings easier in form 3.. but now.. i have to memorize formulas read alot and go home late.. aint tat a fun thing to do son? =)

haha.. they say.. school life is fun.. but for me.. having fun is more fun! betul tak? haha.. im not gonna screw myself in studies.. but i really miss the times when i can go back home n not worrying about anything..

close ur eyes and count to 10.. now open.. bak! i squeeze ur titties!!

till then..

more crapness and madness to come..

theres nothing u can do.. except...

2009-01-17T22:44:00.000-08:00

Gaza... bombings.. killings... massacre.... ppl are boycotting and its for a loss cause... its futile... all we can do is donate and pray..... no matter what religion we are or what race we are... palestinians are humans... even animals dont deserve what they get everyday... the jews as if taking revenge over the genocide that happened to them... the holocaust... now theyre just as gay as adolf hitler...

lalalalala... new year new activities..

2009-01-16T21:54:00.000-08:00

hey! i haven't posted for quite awhile.. 2009 is quite okay.. I'm in form 4.. new subjects and new teachers...I'm taking the pure science stream and maybe learn accounts by myself... hmm... the subjects are quite manageable but some of the teachers sucks.. =) its nothing personal about this but they really2 cant teach well... i hope i cant get thru this phase without being a mess inside..

other than that, I'm hitting the studio this coming Friday.. which lands on the 23rd of January.. i really hope it turns out well with our new materials... =) we've been practicing quite a lot and trying very hard to improve and rule out imperfections..wish us luck!

I'm also going to get back in shape.. i got fatter during the holidays.. now i have to exercise a lot since I'm going to play football and volleyball again.. cant wait to skip class get dark again.. =) hehe..

this new year comes with a bang in my life... theres many new things to do.. i wanna try them all being the adventurous ariff hilmy.. =)

toodles!

my new year resolution

2009-01-03T05:58:00.000-08:00

everyone has their resolutions... some want to study more.. and some wanna be better with their friends... heres my resolution... i'll write down 20...

first and foremost.. i wanna be a better person.. with ana.. with my family.. with my friends and everyone else..
try more new things!
be a better bass player
write more songs and better lyrics
be sexier than ive ever been
date my future add maths teacher
be more religious
go out more
will only sleep after 12
change my underwear more often
post more blogs and crap on it
rock harder and go to more gigs
record an ep with a better recording
make more money
french kiss elvis presley
study a bit harder
be less lazy and more pig
learn guitar and drums
wont miss summersplash and this time go back with numbers
meet someone famous like pn.cm ooi
last but not least!! have a better resolution next year..

im not sure whether its 20 or 72... but those are my resolutions.. thank you..

happy new year!

2009-01-03T02:18:00.000-08:00

whoa... theres goes 2008 in a flash.. it felt like ooi chung meng just scold me on the first day of skool last week... welcome 2009! 2008 brought me wonders... i hope 2009 will do the same.. or maybe better... but i know it wont...

i celebrated my new year eve with mt close friends... 20 of them to be exact.. =) we celebrated at the basketball court at kajang prima.. it was not bad! we hang out... eat chicken.. and watch those colourful fireworks... not to forget... we whacked syamim and tried to pull his shirt off... that lucky bastard was born on the 1st of january 1994.. fireworks on each and every birthday... haha! later that night.. we talk about the unforgettable moments of 2008 and watch the drunken indian dance... sweet moves! we head back after they start screaming and dancing...

i have to go to my uncles wedding the very next day n i was bummed at first coz i cant follow them to mid valley.. but.. who cares? i got rm560 by just being there at the wedding.. relatives started shakin my hands and giving me money... hehe.. cool!

enough of that... i would like to wish happy new year!! to everyone and may this year will turn out better than the years before... =)

my hot new friend

2008-12-23T19:43:00.000-08:00

hi.. hi.. hi... hi... hi... hohohohoho.... merry xmas...

as u all know.. i worked at a place called sbread at the gardens... hmmm... working there has many advantages... money... beautiful ppl... lotsa bread... and... by working there i have the opportunity to meet a new friend... =)

she is hot!.... thats all i can say when i first meet her at mid valley... want me to describe her? she has a round ass!!... ouuhhhh.... and she only wear strings where ever she goes... which is very very very sexy... =P she have curves that can make the most gorgeous girl green with envy.... whenever im with her... i use a strap... kinky! her skin is dark... malay call it 'hitam manis'... shes the one who accompanies me at home during this boring holidays.. she loves my bed..... and she is.....

my bass guitar... =)

ttttagged by syinda

2008-12-23T05:31:00.000-08:00

most photogenic?

1. who; christy jade!!
why;she took amazing pictures of herself.. =)

2.who;the jasmin pigs
why;theres 3 pigs and a guy who think hes cute

3.who;ainie my muffin!!!
why;coz shes hotter than me... tsk tsk...

4.who; anabellapopo!
why;she dosent mind to be captured in a retarded pose

10 ppl i tag

1.anapanda

2.nazril

3.alirafiq

4.silly via

5.madeline

6.syamila

7.melvin

8.florence

9.winnie

10.tasha

they call me ariff... but thats not my name

2008-12-21T06:58:00.001-08:00

hey guys! i havent post for quite some time... blame it on my laziness to type... sorry2..

hmmmm... i wanna talk about my name... my name is Mohd Ariff Hilmy b. Mohd Harith... quite long for a short guy.. haha.. but everyone call me ariff... =)

for ur information... ariff is a very very very common name... i always got mistaken for some other ppl... and the other way around... sometimes its fun to call ppl with ur name... i use to sit next to my good frend amirul ariff.. an ariff... whenever ppl call ariff... the both of us will respond... but they call amirul ariff 9 time out of 10... soo i start to call him jeman.. which is his dad's name 'azman'.. and we lived happily ever after since then...

my point is... theres soo many ariff that are related to me.. and i will get confuse... theres amirul ariff,ariff diyana,ariff hafizi,ariff daniel,syazwan arif,ariff hamidan,ariff lau,ariff silat and many more ariffs... we can be a big family... and that sucks!!! why cant u guys call me hilmy? hehe... my parents did a favour when they put 3 sentences on my name... hahaha!

thats not my name.. toodles!

this past 1 week in ariff's life

2008-12-05T03:31:00.000-08:00

hi... hello.. heyy... =) i havent post in quite awhile... ive been busy and lazy.. hehe sorry guys!

friday 28th of november...
the manager suzanne brought me to astro.. they having a promotion there and they want me to help out.. i came to midvalley with a happy feeling inside.. later i help suzanne to transfer some bread and kayas to the car... for astro.. on my way to the car.. being the clumsy me.. i accidently dropped the kayas... a good 20 bottles of it.. it spilled... 80 ringgit worth of kaya.. hehe... lucky me that they didnt ask me to compensate.. fuhhh....

sunday 30th november...
eric and frens had a friendly match against the church team.. i played for eric's... we played at the kajang stadium.. the pitch sucks.. haha.. i scored a goal!!!! but our team lost... haha... thnx to the biased linesman... he got called kayu by someone... the linesman was quite pissed off tat time.. serve him right!!.. but it was a good game though.. florence's mom drove me back.. with eric and ivan... lookin fwd to play with them again..

thursday 4 december...
me nazril epol faez ali syed reza and fadli went jamming.. at a studio name twozhe located near the PKNS building at bangi... earlier me and feaz worked our asses off painting my grandma's house.. to earn some extra cash.. haha... the jamming session went quite well.. they play for 2 hours and we play for 2 and a half.. it was exhausting!! i have cramps in my stomach as a result for heavy screaming.. hehe... but the night went very2 well...

today 5 december...
im bored... and dunno wat to do.. so i write this post... thnx fr reading.. bye.. =)

work it out!!

2008-11-25T08:17:00.000-08:00

heyy! its been quite a while since i updated my blog.. been very2 busy..

today is my 2nd day of work.. hmmmm... it was okay.. not that tiring.. but its kinda boring.. but im okay with it.. i can see hot and classy ppl walk around The Gardens.. cool!! im workin at a place name Sbread.. choose a bread, choose a spread! damn those cheesy lines! =)

currently my work is to prepare bread.. take orders.. clean up.. wash dishes... flirt with girls.. slacking...hmmm... i think thats all... all i can say is im very happy to work there.. the bosses and staff r very nice.. =) plus.. one of the boss is a hot chinese lady.. haha...

but theres a downside.. i will get sick of midvalley soon.. ill puke everytime i hear that place again.. its the same old place and i have to go there everyday.. .... nevermind..

i just came back from work when im posting this... thats why i crap a lot... =)

till then,,

the year 2008.. ill miss school..

2008-11-11T05:40:00.000-08:00

this year has been a wonderful year for me.. this year i cherish love.. found new friends.. patch up old mistakes.. joined a band.. finish my pmr exams..

this year started with me being a misfit.. among my own group of friends.. miscommunications made things worse.. but it all got better and i end up with new friends that are soo cool and awesome! i also got along with the old ones.. in fact our friendship got a lot better... =)

during my low times.. i met a lovely and sweet girl named farhana ariffin.. she preferred to be called ana.. she helped me a lot in recovering from a state of loneliness.. i still remember our first date.. it started with ana accompanying me to see the click 5 at the gardens.. but we end up talking and hanging out with eachother and we didnt even go to the click 5 thingy.. =) it was the happiest day.. btw today (11th november) is our first year anniversary! yay! =)

the next highlight of my year is me joining nazril's band.. he came to me out of the blue asking me to sing for his band.. at first i tought it was a cruel prank or just a practical joke.. but he was dead serious.. he wanted to record some songs and really needed my help.. n here i am.. 1/3 of the threesome called "we are desperate".. it was always my dreams to be in a band and write songs fr them.. im living the dream rite now..

last but not least.. i finished my pmr exams! haha.. i didnt study as hard as everyone else.. im weird.. im not boasting or anything but thats just my style.. my brain cant handle too many information..i tend to forget things.. i just hope i can get good results and not disappoint anyone..

school is over now
but its pretty awful somehow

i can sleep until the evening
but my ana will be leaving

i can screw the books and pens
but i will surely miss my friends

i can play music day in day out
but i can only reminisce the laugh,screams and shouts

hmm.. i wish i could write more
but my brain gotta catch a snore

sorry if i write in an improper way
but hey this is just a blog, not a lame essay

its happy yet its sad..

2008-11-07T02:50:00.000-08:00

today is the last day of school.. 3 wawasan throwed a party! it was very2 fun.. big ups to aina and crew =) the party started with music... some of the students dance and sing their throats out... the party continues with games and price giving.. i won the most sporting classmate... yay! haha... faez won the ultimate award... the 'gay king of 3 wawasan'.. thy students dub thee gay king with 8 votes..and they vote my name twice?! wat!!...

we ate KFC.. the boring chickens.. lucky Pn. Setia brought fried macaroni.. it was nice!.. other ppl bring their own food too..after we eat and full our belly.. we played a game.. a hilarious game... we played with make up... but the girls who put make up on the boys.. and we have to do a seductive cat walk... haha.. i look soo damn pretty! =)

the party ended with us snapping pictures with Pn. Setia.. then she said "see u guys when u take ur results"... she remind me of pmr.. that dreadful pmr... hmm.. nvm.. =)

today is a very happy day and everyone was having a blast.. but deep down i feel sad... hey, i cant see my friends that often anymore.. and i have to face many boring days at home without my friends..i wont be able to see all of them next year coz some friends will move to another school.. or move to another place to stay.. like ana.. i know ill miss school in this 2 months long holiday... ='(

we should all be thankful

2008-11-03T06:53:00.000-08:00

theres something that haunts me everytime im in school.. or when im walking around kajang.. its terrying.. its embarassing... its a disgrace... it is.. shuffling...

this ugly dance craze started about one and a half years ago.. thats the first time ive seen it... it was nothing to me at first.. i thought he's the only one who does that... little that i know.. the dance made it's way to whole Malaysia in a short period of time.. it spreads everywhere... u can see 5 year old kids shuffling.. even my little brother shuffle.. i almost admit that hes not my brother when he shuffles in public.. damn! it was nasty...

the ppl also made a competition for it.. lots of it.. n the contestants r just a bunch of rempits and n fake wannabes... their not even talented! they suck.. hard! the goverment should ban this bizzare phenomenon..

did i mention the music for it?.. they use techno crap to dance to... its even worse! u can see many of this techno songs in kids phones.. this is sheer stupidity.. they should be ashamed by themselves...

but now.. shuffling is almost over.. =) thank god!.. we should all pray fr our gratefulness that it is almost over..

they say punk is dead.. grunge is over.. and emo is soo over rated.. guess wat.. shuffling is too over rated and its gonna be over and it will be dead forever..

a fine day indeed.. =)

2008-11-02T03:42:00.000-08:00

as usual on weekends i sleep late and wake up past eleven.. a few slices of cheese cake were my breakfast(a weird diet).. my 'morning' was completed when i scold my brother.. =) later, i went to nazril's to talk about the prom thingy and to practise our new song.. the great day started with the song.. it was wondeful... my man did a great job creating it... hehe.. =p the great day continues with the prom... we finally get a hold of a band to perform... and their One Buck Short...!! how sweet!.. and flyer for the prom is completed today... wow! big ups to fahmi! its a very2 satisfying day...

other than that... my friends ali, faez and elyna went to MCPA Hall for a gig... i cant go with them, running low on money.. haha... i hope they had a blast moshing a watching the bands...

till then! =)

can we pull this off?

2008-10-30T03:51:00.000-07:00

hey..

today is very2 tiring... the lack of sleep plus the ujian kecergasan made me stick to my bed after school..i still have headaches rite now..

enough about the complaints... today, me nazril and fahmi went kajang.. we finally decided to book the Oriental Crystal for the Jasmin Prom Nite.. the place is tight! i can imagine myself there having fun with friends and my lovely Ana... the customer service lady told us we need to have at least 200 visitors.. hmmm... can we promote this function in a short period of time? i really hope everyone will support us..

the ballroom is huge... and the hotel cater for us buffet food.. thats a good thing... =) but im lost with the live band performance... i really dont know which band to book.. Bunkface ringed my bell..their quite popular among teens... but sadly i dont know how to contact them.. any other suggestions for live performances?

till then..

whats up with them

2008-10-29T05:39:00.000-07:00

enough bout me..

i wanna talk about kids nowadays..

whats got into them!!??

1.they wear skinny jeans... but they dont even listen to rock..

2.they call themselves punk... but they dont even appreciate blink 182, green day and barely know the ramones..

3.after the show KAMI... everythings indie... fudge... what a poser..

4.i respect the originals... but whats up with these clothing lines? they pop up from everywhere with tees saying malay phrases... tees from the talented ones are nice.. but the posers.. dont embarass urself.. same goes to photography..

5.quite smoking.. one by one my friends turn into a 'foul breath monster'... its not cool.. face it.. a waste of money, endanger urself n others, turn ugly, n set a bad influence to kids...

they follow trends... if this or that looks cool.. they wanna do it.. but without enthusiasm.. they just wanna follow other people.. it annoys me big time.. just be urself guys... do the things that u really passionate about..

a quick introduction of a guy named ariff hilmy

2008-10-29T04:35:00.000-07:00

Mohd Ariff Hilmy Mohd Harith is the full name..it is so long that his own aunt didnt know his full name..this overweight baby was born on the 11th of august 1993..he was a screamer..

im an honest guy.. i wont cheat on my gf though im around lots of girls... im crazy n whacky to the eyes of the ppl who know me.. my friends say its hard for them to see me mad or pissed off.. but im a different guy inside.. i channel my emotions thru music..a huge fan of blink 182, the used and slipknot.. they often came out with crazy n sometimes hillarious songs.. but their serious and more emotional songs always hit the spot.. i also love to write.. not essays (im still sane) but lyrics.. i just love to rhyme words.. i dont know why.. i also sing n play a little bit of bass in a small small band called "We Are Desperate".. we really live up to our name..

its weird for a guy to like cooking.. i love cooking.. i can watch the asian food channel the same way i watch mtv... my eyes will lock to the tele.. as much as i like to watch the shows, i cant cook that well.. 80% of my attempt failed and i end up eating all of them.. haha.. besides food.. i love football, or soccer as the ppl in the states call it.. a huge huge fan of manchester united.. glory2.. no other team can touch them.. lol

i love the ppl around me.. my lovely girlfriend farhana ariffin.. my bandmate/music teacher/best bud nazril omar.. my bestfriends natasha tan,yam su ping, chen winnie,kwan wei, melvinder singh, ali rafiq, faez rahman, fadhli yunus, christy jade and jalilah masri..(theres more) last but not least.. my family.. my mom , my dad, n my brother.. who annoys me a lot.. haha,, still their the best..

thats a little something about a guy name ariff hilmy.. end