Nyctophobia: Fear of the dark.
Acrophobia: Fear of heights
Aichmophobia: Fear of needles and the likes of it.
Antropophobia: Fear of crowds
Frigophobia: Fear of cold or cold things.
Claustrophobia: Fear of tight spaces.
Coulrophobia: Fear of clowns.
Spectrophobia: Fear of mirrors.
That is all.
Back to writing.
Thursday, April 30, 2009
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
Sleepless Nights 4 - Anger Management Issues.
What is anger? The feeling that makes the blood in your veins/arteries/capillaries boil, the sudden pounding in the head, the tightness in the chest and the pure hatred to the person/object that has caused it.
Next question. How do you control anger? You stay in a dark room, you recite holy verses, you think happy thoughts, you spend a day's worth of calories on trying to carve a smile onto your face etc etc.
Next. Where does anger lead you. Nowhere in particular. It really depends on the magnitude of the events that happens after your failure to contai your anger.
Next. Does the author have anger management issues?
Answer: Yes he does. He fails miserably to contain his anger.
I have anger management issues. I really do and I have come to terms with the fact that I can't do shit about it. See, I have two options.
1. Bottle it up. I will not do this. Why? It results in the image below.
2. Let it out by chanting sutras or doing yoga. I will not do this either. I fail to see how locking my legs around my head would help in reducing my anger.
3. Let it out by screaming/crying/talking to someone/writing emo poems bout how life sucks. This doesn't work due to a couple of reasons. One, I might be caught and admitted into Hospital Bahagia, two; burdening someone else with my own problems is not the way i settle things, three; the only thing that sucks bout life will be the poem.
4. Let it out by thrashing stuff/taking long walks/ talking to myself/ self injury. This works. By thrashing stuff, you let out your frustration. If you're lucky, the item you are thrashing will take the form of what is pissing you off. Long walks are awesome. As long as no asshole talks to you. Talking to yourself. Hmmm, who else understands you better than yourself? Besides, a combination of long walks and talking to yourslef does wonders. Self injury. I'll leave that to that.
5. Sleep on it. The best solution for me.
I have strayed from the topic. Anyways, anger management issues.
When i get angry, I become somewhat clueless. I lose my train of thought, my head feels like it's bout to explode and I get rabies. Umm, scratch that. I do not under any circumstances foam at my mouth. I go into a trance-like condition where everything seem blurry. Ever played 'Need for Speed'? It's exactly like when you drive the car so fast annd the things around you go ummm... Play the game and you'll get me. Oh, and I forget a lot when I'm angry.
How many people have seen me in my angry state before? Very little, that much i can say. Hmmm... Let's see.
1. My former housemates in Lincoln and Kelvin. Hahaha the kitchen door had this huge hole in it and I have no idea why. The causative agent. A new housemate who 'sprinkled' soya bean milk on me... With his mouth. When I have a biology exam the next day. And I havent studied anything. Something happened. When I was concious of my actions, I was beside the pool. So i was like ' What the fuck man?' and saw my fist bleeding. Out of nowhere Alvin popped out and was like 'You okay or not? You really okay or not?' Yeah I was lost for awhile until he told me what happened. Hmmm...
2. My family? I think? My brother? I think i can still remember chasing him and my cousin with a knife in Penang. Why? I have no idea... Oh and my Mom.
3. The Indons. Hehe, highschool days are awesome!
Some people have asked me; 'Why do i get pissed off so often?' I don't. I'm not saying that I'm Saint Patience or anything like that but i think i pass the test. When I fight, mostly it's caused of friends calling me over and so on. Some people think I'm pissed off with them coz I'm being me. Too bad, I can't change myself but one thing's for sure, I'm not pissed.
Some people tell me to smoke less and that is supposedly effective in containing my anger. To those who did, have you ever heard of withdrawal syndrome? I guess not. My friend's dad even recommended a drug for me. Seriously, dude/ old dude, that's way over... What, is it some kind of mission in your life? To make kiddies get addicted to drugs faster.
Still, I have to admit, getting the symptoms (refer above... Waaaaaayyyy above) when I get pissed off is pretty awesome/ unicorn and fairies/ Chocolate cake and coffee. I'll leave that to that.
Sleepless nights.
Next question. How do you control anger? You stay in a dark room, you recite holy verses, you think happy thoughts, you spend a day's worth of calories on trying to carve a smile onto your face etc etc.
Next. Where does anger lead you. Nowhere in particular. It really depends on the magnitude of the events that happens after your failure to contai your anger.
Next. Does the author have anger management issues?
Answer: Yes he does. He fails miserably to contain his anger.
I have anger management issues. I really do and I have come to terms with the fact that I can't do shit about it. See, I have two options.
1. Bottle it up. I will not do this. Why? It results in the image below.
2. Let it out by chanting sutras or doing yoga. I will not do this either. I fail to see how locking my legs around my head would help in reducing my anger.
3. Let it out by screaming/crying/talking to someone/writing emo poems bout how life sucks. This doesn't work due to a couple of reasons. One, I might be caught and admitted into Hospital Bahagia, two; burdening someone else with my own problems is not the way i settle things, three; the only thing that sucks bout life will be the poem.
4. Let it out by thrashing stuff/taking long walks/ talking to myself/ self injury. This works. By thrashing stuff, you let out your frustration. If you're lucky, the item you are thrashing will take the form of what is pissing you off. Long walks are awesome. As long as no asshole talks to you. Talking to yourself. Hmmm, who else understands you better than yourself? Besides, a combination of long walks and talking to yourslef does wonders. Self injury. I'll leave that to that.
5. Sleep on it. The best solution for me.
I have strayed from the topic. Anyways, anger management issues.
When i get angry, I become somewhat clueless. I lose my train of thought, my head feels like it's bout to explode and I get rabies. Umm, scratch that. I do not under any circumstances foam at my mouth. I go into a trance-like condition where everything seem blurry. Ever played 'Need for Speed'? It's exactly like when you drive the car so fast annd the things around you go ummm... Play the game and you'll get me. Oh, and I forget a lot when I'm angry.
How many people have seen me in my angry state before? Very little, that much i can say. Hmmm... Let's see.
1. My former housemates in Lincoln and Kelvin. Hahaha the kitchen door had this huge hole in it and I have no idea why. The causative agent. A new housemate who 'sprinkled' soya bean milk on me... With his mouth. When I have a biology exam the next day. And I havent studied anything. Something happened. When I was concious of my actions, I was beside the pool. So i was like ' What the fuck man?' and saw my fist bleeding. Out of nowhere Alvin popped out and was like 'You okay or not? You really okay or not?' Yeah I was lost for awhile until he told me what happened. Hmmm...
2. My family? I think? My brother? I think i can still remember chasing him and my cousin with a knife in Penang. Why? I have no idea... Oh and my Mom.
3. The Indons. Hehe, highschool days are awesome!
Some people have asked me; 'Why do i get pissed off so often?' I don't. I'm not saying that I'm Saint Patience or anything like that but i think i pass the test. When I fight, mostly it's caused of friends calling me over and so on. Some people think I'm pissed off with them coz I'm being me. Too bad, I can't change myself but one thing's for sure, I'm not pissed.
Some people tell me to smoke less and that is supposedly effective in containing my anger. To those who did, have you ever heard of withdrawal syndrome? I guess not. My friend's dad even recommended a drug for me. Seriously, dude/ old dude, that's way over... What, is it some kind of mission in your life? To make kiddies get addicted to drugs faster.
Still, I have to admit, getting the symptoms (refer above... Waaaaaayyyy above) when I get pissed off is pretty awesome/ unicorn and fairies/ Chocolate cake and coffee. I'll leave that to that.
Sleepless nights.
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
The Awesome-ness of Al-Jazeera
Holy... Holy... Holy... Fuck, I haven't watched the news since forever... I had no idea about anything that has been going on in the world nowadays... Until just now that is... It's all thanks to Al-Jazeera and the 'Kampung' T.V. What I'd do without them...
Anyway, yeah as i was saying. There's a gazillion thing i didn't know about.
1. Pakistan-Taliban War.
2. Al-Qaeda leader was caught in Iraq.
3. The Human Rights Watch has urged Najib to reform the ISA.
4. The civilians of Sri Lanka are stuck in between a clash between the Tamil Tigers and the government.
5. Swine Flu kills 7 in Mexico.
6. Venezuala and Palestine ties are forged.
7. Fatah and Hamas are gonna talk bout unity.
8. My favourite; Reports put UAE third in weapons importing.
It made me realise how out of touch I've been and also on how fucked up the world has become. I mean Swine Fever... Right after The Avian Flu. Hmmm... Oh well.
About reforming the ISA (The author's hand trembles as he types the coming sentence.), I totally agree with it. I mean, the ISA was formed during the colonial era. I think it's time for change. I mean, treating today's Malaysians like treating communist aren't suppose to help now is it? I don't know, that's just me.
Fatah and Hamas, unity talks, I hopee it works out but chances of it happening are kinda small to me. It's how the world is nowadays. There is always a condition in a treaty that the other party is not willing to let go. Usually a minor thing. The Sri Lankan issue is more important to me. Why? Coz British and French are gonna be volunteers to bring an end to the fight. A ceasefire. I dunno, but my memory seem to recall something that happened a long time ago. Something bout the British trying to help Tanah Melayu achieve independence or something? Funny, that only happened 400 years later. Hmmm, go figure.
Speaking about Pakistan I just found out bout this new movie. Seriously, fucking kudos to Al-Jazeera for this.
'Ramchand Pakistani'
Director: Mehreen Jabbar
Writen by Mohammad Ahmad and Javer Jabbar.
Okay, I haven't watched it yet. Previewed it but I ahven't watched it fully. So why am I even blogging bout it? Simple. It was fucking awesome! The preview i mean. Seriously, i watched snippets here and there and I loved it. It's about a family; one kid, parents, who are of the 'Untouchable' caste or Kohli if my knowledge on that issue is correct. Go look up caste on Wiki, I have no will to tell you. So basically what happened:
Son crosses Pakistan-India border (The border is marked by bloody white stones.)
Dad chases after son.
Both got caught and thrown into an Indian prison.
I have no idea what happens next.
See, what's awesome is the time they were in prison. There is no caste system in prisons so these guys who were once 'untouchable' in the outside world are normal humans in here. Ironic huh... I loved what the director said when she was asked why wasn't there a caste system in prison.
'When people live in such close proximity to each other, the system breaks...'- Mehreen Jabbar.
How awesome is that... Oh, did I mention that this is her first time directing?
Anyway, yeah as i was saying. There's a gazillion thing i didn't know about.
1. Pakistan-Taliban War.
2. Al-Qaeda leader was caught in Iraq.
3. The Human Rights Watch has urged Najib to reform the ISA.
4. The civilians of Sri Lanka are stuck in between a clash between the Tamil Tigers and the government.
5. Swine Flu kills 7 in Mexico.
6. Venezuala and Palestine ties are forged.
7. Fatah and Hamas are gonna talk bout unity.
8. My favourite; Reports put UAE third in weapons importing.
It made me realise how out of touch I've been and also on how fucked up the world has become. I mean Swine Fever... Right after The Avian Flu. Hmmm... Oh well.
About reforming the ISA (The author's hand trembles as he types the coming sentence.), I totally agree with it. I mean, the ISA was formed during the colonial era. I think it's time for change. I mean, treating today's Malaysians like treating communist aren't suppose to help now is it? I don't know, that's just me.
Fatah and Hamas, unity talks, I hopee it works out but chances of it happening are kinda small to me. It's how the world is nowadays. There is always a condition in a treaty that the other party is not willing to let go. Usually a minor thing. The Sri Lankan issue is more important to me. Why? Coz British and French are gonna be volunteers to bring an end to the fight. A ceasefire. I dunno, but my memory seem to recall something that happened a long time ago. Something bout the British trying to help Tanah Melayu achieve independence or something? Funny, that only happened 400 years later. Hmmm, go figure.
Speaking about Pakistan I just found out bout this new movie. Seriously, fucking kudos to Al-Jazeera for this.
'Ramchand Pakistani'
Director: Mehreen JabbarWriten by Mohammad Ahmad and Javer Jabbar.
Okay, I haven't watched it yet. Previewed it but I ahven't watched it fully. So why am I even blogging bout it? Simple. It was fucking awesome! The preview i mean. Seriously, i watched snippets here and there and I loved it. It's about a family; one kid, parents, who are of the 'Untouchable' caste or Kohli if my knowledge on that issue is correct. Go look up caste on Wiki, I have no will to tell you. So basically what happened:
Son crosses Pakistan-India border (The border is marked by bloody white stones.)
Dad chases after son.
Both got caught and thrown into an Indian prison.
I have no idea what happens next.
See, what's awesome is the time they were in prison. There is no caste system in prisons so these guys who were once 'untouchable' in the outside world are normal humans in here. Ironic huh... I loved what the director said when she was asked why wasn't there a caste system in prison.
'When people live in such close proximity to each other, the system breaks...'- Mehreen Jabbar.
How awesome is that... Oh, did I mention that this is her first time directing?
Sunday, April 26, 2009
What I want is a bigger 'Kuali' but all I needed to do was flip the egg.
Yeah weird title. But its true.
I was hungry. I went to cook, well, if you can call frying an omelete cooking then yes, i cooked. Broke the eggs, cut up the onions, added the cheese and heated up the oil. When it was hot enough, i poured in the would be omelete. That's when i realised something. See, the bottow part of the omelete was already brown, yet above it was still ummm... eggy. Yeah, eggy. So I called up the helpline in my brain and consulted with Z.Sinner and Z.Forgiver.
Me: The egg's frying weird.
Z.S.: The fuck you talking bout... The egg's frying fine
Z.F.: What do you mean man? Is this some kind off metaphor that nobody gets huh? 'The egg's frying weird?
Me: No, i literally mean the fucking egg is fucking frying weird. See, *Lifts egg slightly* bottom part brown as latino chic while its fucking slimy on top.
Z.S.: Dude... You need fucking sleep.
Z.F.: Ummm... It's a metaphor isn't it...
Me: I got it! I need a bigger kuali!
Z.F.: Whatever...
Z.S.: ...
Me: No, dude, don't you get it, if i have a bigger kuali, then the frying would be equal everywhere... As in Latino all around.
Z.F.: I'm gonna tell you a huge secret now.
Me: Which is?
Z.S. and Z.F.: Flip the egg mate.
Flip the egg. I laughed at the statement, not because of the humour/sarcasm but because i just realised how cooking the omelete really reflects on life itself. Everybody wants something more in life; more money, a better looking wife, less kids, more money... Yet, we are so consumed by these things that we don't see that the solution is so simple... We are blinded by our greed and our laziness. We just couldn't see that it's as easy as flipping the egg.
It is our nature to seek for improvement. If it's not yours, hell, you don't belong here mate. We are constantly improvising every aspect of our life. However some of us get too obsessed with it that we fail to make any improvement. So we lament and bemoan our bad luck.
I'm not saying that I'm not one of these people. Hell, I'm beyond fucked up. Sometimes I fail to see what i can actually do with a small kuali. I fail to see that I can flip the egg. Besides, there are things that i must sacrifice if i want a bigger kuali. For example, space. It'd be hell to multi-cook then.
So, I'm gonna flip the egg. What do you plan to do?
I was hungry. I went to cook, well, if you can call frying an omelete cooking then yes, i cooked. Broke the eggs, cut up the onions, added the cheese and heated up the oil. When it was hot enough, i poured in the would be omelete. That's when i realised something. See, the bottow part of the omelete was already brown, yet above it was still ummm... eggy. Yeah, eggy. So I called up the helpline in my brain and consulted with Z.Sinner and Z.Forgiver.
Me: The egg's frying weird.
Z.S.: The fuck you talking bout... The egg's frying fine
Z.F.: What do you mean man? Is this some kind off metaphor that nobody gets huh? 'The egg's frying weird?
Me: No, i literally mean the fucking egg is fucking frying weird. See, *Lifts egg slightly* bottom part brown as latino chic while its fucking slimy on top.
Z.S.: Dude... You need fucking sleep.
Z.F.: Ummm... It's a metaphor isn't it...
Me: I got it! I need a bigger kuali!
Z.F.: Whatever...
Z.S.: ...
Me: No, dude, don't you get it, if i have a bigger kuali, then the frying would be equal everywhere... As in Latino all around.
Z.F.: I'm gonna tell you a huge secret now.
Me: Which is?
Z.S. and Z.F.: Flip the egg mate.
Flip the egg. I laughed at the statement, not because of the humour/sarcasm but because i just realised how cooking the omelete really reflects on life itself. Everybody wants something more in life; more money, a better looking wife, less kids, more money... Yet, we are so consumed by these things that we don't see that the solution is so simple... We are blinded by our greed and our laziness. We just couldn't see that it's as easy as flipping the egg.
It is our nature to seek for improvement. If it's not yours, hell, you don't belong here mate. We are constantly improvising every aspect of our life. However some of us get too obsessed with it that we fail to make any improvement. So we lament and bemoan our bad luck.
I'm not saying that I'm not one of these people. Hell, I'm beyond fucked up. Sometimes I fail to see what i can actually do with a small kuali. I fail to see that I can flip the egg. Besides, there are things that i must sacrifice if i want a bigger kuali. For example, space. It'd be hell to multi-cook then.
So, I'm gonna flip the egg. What do you plan to do?
Saturday, April 25, 2009
Sleepless Nights 3
Well, this is considered a sleepless night... Tho, I did decide not to sleep... Which contradicts with what i decided which was to sleep a few hours ago... I have no idea why/what/how/when/who...
Let's see, what to ramble on now? Nothing really happened today... Maybe it was because of the fact that I woke up at 3 something. P.m... I just thought some people needed the verification. Don't you just hate the people who have no sense of time? I do. For example:
ZIZ: Dude i gotta go man... Ade klas sial esok kol 8... bapak suffer doh...
Liquifactive necrosis victim: Hahaha wtf man, 8 what, morning or night?
ZIZ: Dude... You missed an evolution cycle didnt you?
LNV: Hah? What you mean? Your class is at 8 at night or morning?
ZIZ: ...
LNV: ...
ZIZ: ZIZ is now offline.
In another scenario.
ZIZ: Shit I'm fucking hungry sial...
Some other fuck: Go eat la!
ZIZ: Its 2... Where do you expect me to find a fucking shop? All closed d la...
SOF: HAHAHA! Dude you live in a jungle ah? Why the shop all close so early one?
ZIZ: What you mean early?
SOF: Ya la close at 2 sial thats like lunch hour wei.
ZIZ: ...
SOF: ...
ZIZ: ZIZ is now offline.
Yeah feed your brain on that... Sigh... Some people... Talking bout people, I have some that I can't possibly live without.
1. Katrina Lim: My official keeper of sanity. I don't talk with her for a month and you'll see my running in the streets naked rambling shit.
2. Anila Philip: Nuff said.
3. Sukhvinder Singh/ Le Musselman: How do I put it without this fucker getting too perasan... Hmmm... My twin la basically, separated at birth and a few years; I time travelled a few years ahead, fuck you. We were Chaos in college, don't believe me, ask Lincoln College guys. Also my photography buddy. Seriously, my best works come when I was photographing with him. Shit, the dude's gonna be perasan...
4. LC geng: Tashu, Becky, yeah, you guys.
5. Budak Kampung: Kadiaq, Tot, Jadu, Bob. My kaki lepaks in Egypt. Mati doh korang takde, aku nak lepak ngan siape doh nanti
6. Zufar Ismail Zeid the Sinner and Zufar Ismail Zeid the Forgiver: If you've read my profile, then you'd know bout the two fucks living in my head. These guys are the reason behind each of my decisions, I talk to them when I need to... Something like a helpline.
7. My Family: The MOST important people in my life. I would degenarate and turn to dust if anything happens to them. I will readily throw my life for them.
Hmmmm... there are more... I just can't think... Anyways, moving on.
I just saw the lamp in my house revolve... What the fuck... I'm really sleep deprived...
Someone featured a snippet from my story Sweet Dreams... YAYNESS! That made my shitty day. Thanks Mira! Here it is:
'I thought of the commercial that was always showing on T.V. which I never understood the last time I watched it. It occurred to me how as you get older, you start to understand things more than before. A book for example. You could read the same book a million times in your lifetime but as you age, you view it from a different perspective. It has nothing to do with maturity. It is because as you live out your life, you go through a lot of things that changes you, creates a whole new person within you.'
The Killers fucking rock... I'm seriously addicted to Tranquilize... Aih... My external is dead. That means I can't write in my fucking journal and i have no access to my p***. Yes i put a fucking censor there because if I don't, people like 'Hidup Pas' will send a hatemail to me telling me that I'm gonna burn in hell because of it. Plus, he will include my family. Wait, what the hell am I doing. My external is broken and i can't watch my PORN. I'm waiting for the email, son of a fuck.
Anyways, I'm gonna end this one with a poem. Mushy, i know, fuck you. I'm not gonna change myself just cause you don't like the way I live my life. *Raspberry*
Okay, shit, I have no idea what to write. Maybe a short story instead.
Fuck i cant write le shit...
Sigh...
Fine, a quote instead.
Heaven can't have two masters, nor earth two Kings.- Alexander the Great.
Let's see, what to ramble on now? Nothing really happened today... Maybe it was because of the fact that I woke up at 3 something. P.m... I just thought some people needed the verification. Don't you just hate the people who have no sense of time? I do. For example:
ZIZ: Dude i gotta go man... Ade klas sial esok kol 8... bapak suffer doh...
Liquifactive necrosis victim: Hahaha wtf man, 8 what, morning or night?
ZIZ: Dude... You missed an evolution cycle didnt you?
LNV: Hah? What you mean? Your class is at 8 at night or morning?
ZIZ: ...
LNV: ...
ZIZ: ZIZ is now offline.
In another scenario.
ZIZ: Shit I'm fucking hungry sial...
Some other fuck: Go eat la!
ZIZ: Its 2... Where do you expect me to find a fucking shop? All closed d la...
SOF: HAHAHA! Dude you live in a jungle ah? Why the shop all close so early one?
ZIZ: What you mean early?
SOF: Ya la close at 2 sial thats like lunch hour wei.
ZIZ: ...
SOF: ...
ZIZ: ZIZ is now offline.
Yeah feed your brain on that... Sigh... Some people... Talking bout people, I have some that I can't possibly live without.
1. Katrina Lim: My official keeper of sanity. I don't talk with her for a month and you'll see my running in the streets naked rambling shit.
2. Anila Philip: Nuff said.
3. Sukhvinder Singh/ Le Musselman: How do I put it without this fucker getting too perasan... Hmmm... My twin la basically, separated at birth and a few years; I time travelled a few years ahead, fuck you. We were Chaos in college, don't believe me, ask Lincoln College guys. Also my photography buddy. Seriously, my best works come when I was photographing with him. Shit, the dude's gonna be perasan...
4. LC geng: Tashu, Becky, yeah, you guys.
5. Budak Kampung: Kadiaq, Tot, Jadu, Bob. My kaki lepaks in Egypt. Mati doh korang takde, aku nak lepak ngan siape doh nanti
6. Zufar Ismail Zeid the Sinner and Zufar Ismail Zeid the Forgiver: If you've read my profile, then you'd know bout the two fucks living in my head. These guys are the reason behind each of my decisions, I talk to them when I need to... Something like a helpline.
7. My Family: The MOST important people in my life. I would degenarate and turn to dust if anything happens to them. I will readily throw my life for them.
Hmmmm... there are more... I just can't think... Anyways, moving on.
I just saw the lamp in my house revolve... What the fuck... I'm really sleep deprived...
Someone featured a snippet from my story Sweet Dreams... YAYNESS! That made my shitty day. Thanks Mira! Here it is:
'I thought of the commercial that was always showing on T.V. which I never understood the last time I watched it. It occurred to me how as you get older, you start to understand things more than before. A book for example. You could read the same book a million times in your lifetime but as you age, you view it from a different perspective. It has nothing to do with maturity. It is because as you live out your life, you go through a lot of things that changes you, creates a whole new person within you.'
The Killers fucking rock... I'm seriously addicted to Tranquilize... Aih... My external is dead. That means I can't write in my fucking journal and i have no access to my p***. Yes i put a fucking censor there because if I don't, people like 'Hidup Pas' will send a hatemail to me telling me that I'm gonna burn in hell because of it. Plus, he will include my family. Wait, what the hell am I doing. My external is broken and i can't watch my PORN. I'm waiting for the email, son of a fuck.
Anyways, I'm gonna end this one with a poem. Mushy, i know, fuck you. I'm not gonna change myself just cause you don't like the way I live my life. *Raspberry*
Okay, shit, I have no idea what to write. Maybe a short story instead.
Fuck i cant write le shit...
Sigh...
Fine, a quote instead.
Heaven can't have two masters, nor earth two Kings.- Alexander the Great.
Thursday, April 23, 2009
A line that is crossed.
Somebody sent this mail to my brother.
"From: "Hidup Pas[hidup.pas.777@gmail.com]"
To: coldturkey_89@yahoo.com
wei zaim
ko la org yg ngaku Islam plg hina aku tau. blog ko tu cm blog kafir tau x? apsl ad gmbr arak? ko munum arak ke? atau ko sj nk tunjuk ko barat sgt? gi mampus la ko. memalukan org Islam je. pastu ko nk maki-maki org Islam sejati lak kn? ko fikr ko bgs sgt ke ah? ko tu serupa anjing tau x? menyalak je tau. cb ko muhasabah diri skit. tgk diri ko sblm ko nk "tegur" org. ko tu dh la pkai subang,merokok plak tu. mmg muka xde nur la org kata. pastu ko nk tgur org lak. ko bgs sgt ke hah? mak bapak ko x ajar ko ke? mngkin x kot.mngkin mak bpk ko pun minum arak n bajet baik kan? mesti ak btol. mak bpk ko mesti org umno yg bajet baik tp blakang mkn rasuah. pstu ajar ko buat benda berdosa. pirah. keluargo ko sumer sampah. adik ko pun sama. sedara ko ak xyah ckp la. x tudung, pakai baju ketat. pergh ak ckp ko, kuarga ko mesti msk neraka jahanam la. baik ko brubah. ak ckp ni utk kebaikan ko gk.”
This motherfucking piece of shit thinks it's okay to just mail something like this in hopes of helping us. Let me tell you something. You just fucking killed yourself. You just fucking crossed a fucking line that a sane person wouldn't have crossed. I'm not saying this because I'm a fucking killer that you should be afraid off. I'm saying this because I'm a human being. You do not fucking insult a person's family. If you are so self-righteous and feel the need to fucking help by fucking insulting, fucking insult us. Not our families. You think that you are doing this for the good of the Ummah, you are fucking wrong. What you are doing is inciting hate and that's it.
You said we are going to hell. Wow, I never knew you had powers to find out where a person is going when he dies. Do you know that now you are comparing yourself with Allah? Yeah, so much for your religious speech.
I pity the likes of you. Let me use a language that you would probably understand.
Kau ni la sebab orang lain pandang rendah kat orang Melayu.
"From: "Hidup Pas[hidup.pas.777@gmail.com]"
To: coldturkey_89@yahoo.com
wei zaim
ko la org yg ngaku Islam plg hina aku tau. blog ko tu cm blog kafir tau x? apsl ad gmbr arak? ko munum arak ke? atau ko sj nk tunjuk ko barat sgt? gi mampus la ko. memalukan org Islam je. pastu ko nk maki-maki org Islam sejati lak kn? ko fikr ko bgs sgt ke ah? ko tu serupa anjing tau x? menyalak je tau. cb ko muhasabah diri skit. tgk diri ko sblm ko nk "tegur" org. ko tu dh la pkai subang,merokok plak tu. mmg muka xde nur la org kata. pastu ko nk tgur org lak. ko bgs sgt ke hah? mak bapak ko x ajar ko ke? mngkin x kot.mngkin mak bpk ko pun minum arak n bajet baik kan? mesti ak btol. mak bpk ko mesti org umno yg bajet baik tp blakang mkn rasuah. pstu ajar ko buat benda berdosa. pirah. keluargo ko sumer sampah. adik ko pun sama. sedara ko ak xyah ckp la. x tudung, pakai baju ketat. pergh ak ckp ko, kuarga ko mesti msk neraka jahanam la. baik ko brubah. ak ckp ni utk kebaikan ko gk.”
This motherfucking piece of shit thinks it's okay to just mail something like this in hopes of helping us. Let me tell you something. You just fucking killed yourself. You just fucking crossed a fucking line that a sane person wouldn't have crossed. I'm not saying this because I'm a fucking killer that you should be afraid off. I'm saying this because I'm a human being. You do not fucking insult a person's family. If you are so self-righteous and feel the need to fucking help by fucking insulting, fucking insult us. Not our families. You think that you are doing this for the good of the Ummah, you are fucking wrong. What you are doing is inciting hate and that's it.
You said we are going to hell. Wow, I never knew you had powers to find out where a person is going when he dies. Do you know that now you are comparing yourself with Allah? Yeah, so much for your religious speech.
I pity the likes of you. Let me use a language that you would probably understand.
Kau ni la sebab orang lain pandang rendah kat orang Melayu.
Fatigue rears it's familiar head.
I am tired... Very tired... I'm daydreaming way too much...
Anyways, talking bout dreams, my dreams are becoming weirder than ever! I mean seriously, i can take some weird dreams but these are like comparing seashells with lasagna... I... nevermind.
Examples of dreams that i had:
1. In my dream i was this really crazy sweeet talker... As in I-can-convince-sugar-that-I'm-sweeter kind of sweet. Excuse the lame terminology. So anyways, I was here and there (Short term memory lost, dont blame me) sweet talking/sweet talking while manipulating/sweet talking while hitting on them/sweet talking while etc everybody that i meet. Then i was in this big ass castle, nope, you didn't guess it, Buckingham Palace. I think.
So i walked around, sweet talked/sweet talked while manipulated/sweet talked while hitting on palace maids (hmm)/sweet talked while etc until i came into this room where, nope, you did not guess it again, i concluded that it was the Queen's room. No, this is not 18 and above material. Please, if it wasm I'll prolly wont survive the dream.
I met the Queen and, God you're bad at guessing, Sir Walter Raleigh. How fucked up is that? If I had met Amy Lee or Aleister Crowley I'd be happy but that dude, no way... Back to the story.
Check this out, I asked for Sir Walter for a cigarette. I'll give you a moment to un-choke yourself. Okay? Anyways, yes, I asked for a cigarette. He refused; did i mention he hated me? Then the Queen gave me a marlboro. I will again give you time to un-choke yourself. Yes and that was one cool Marlboro. Had this intricate patterns on it. Then i sweet talked the Queen till i woke up confused. *shakes head*
P.s.- I am in no way a sweet talker. Really, you beautiful/handsome creature, would you not believe me, a lowly person that could never dream of achieving your glory? Again, I am not a sweet talker.
2. This was crazy. I dreamt there's this dude, who takes care of our needs in our apartment called Miki, who tried to kill me/bebudak kampung. In the dream all of us went down and saw the dude and started to insult him. The dude walked away, the others disappeared, Miki came with a shotgun and started to shoot yours truly. What the fuck?
So I ran and hid behind a car. He found me there, and as i dodged, he shot me. I got shot. By a shotgun. Guess what i did? I loaded. As in I loaded my life as if it was some kind of game. Yes i did. So i escaped and jumped into a manhole that has been conveniently removed for my benefit. The rest of the dream included me running in sewage material and Miki trying to kill me. I think he bombed himself... Not sure....
I have strayed from the topic... I am tired. I have no idea why, the lack of sleep maybe but i just feel like lying down and sleeping for a whole week. God that would do wonders... My external hard disk has ceased to function, a few bangs on the table should repair it...
I am going now. Yes I am.
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Anyways, talking bout dreams, my dreams are becoming weirder than ever! I mean seriously, i can take some weird dreams but these are like comparing seashells with lasagna... I... nevermind.
Examples of dreams that i had:
1. In my dream i was this really crazy sweeet talker... As in I-can-convince-sugar-that-I'm-sweeter kind of sweet. Excuse the lame terminology. So anyways, I was here and there (Short term memory lost, dont blame me) sweet talking/sweet talking while manipulating/sweet talking while hitting on them/sweet talking while etc everybody that i meet. Then i was in this big ass castle, nope, you didn't guess it, Buckingham Palace. I think.
So i walked around, sweet talked/sweet talked while manipulated/sweet talked while hitting on palace maids (hmm)/sweet talked while etc until i came into this room where, nope, you did not guess it again, i concluded that it was the Queen's room. No, this is not 18 and above material. Please, if it wasm I'll prolly wont survive the dream.
I met the Queen and, God you're bad at guessing, Sir Walter Raleigh. How fucked up is that? If I had met Amy Lee or Aleister Crowley I'd be happy but that dude, no way... Back to the story.
Check this out, I asked for Sir Walter for a cigarette. I'll give you a moment to un-choke yourself. Okay? Anyways, yes, I asked for a cigarette. He refused; did i mention he hated me? Then the Queen gave me a marlboro. I will again give you time to un-choke yourself. Yes and that was one cool Marlboro. Had this intricate patterns on it. Then i sweet talked the Queen till i woke up confused. *shakes head*
P.s.- I am in no way a sweet talker. Really, you beautiful/handsome creature, would you not believe me, a lowly person that could never dream of achieving your glory? Again, I am not a sweet talker.
2. This was crazy. I dreamt there's this dude, who takes care of our needs in our apartment called Miki, who tried to kill me/bebudak kampung. In the dream all of us went down and saw the dude and started to insult him. The dude walked away, the others disappeared, Miki came with a shotgun and started to shoot yours truly. What the fuck?
So I ran and hid behind a car. He found me there, and as i dodged, he shot me. I got shot. By a shotgun. Guess what i did? I loaded. As in I loaded my life as if it was some kind of game. Yes i did. So i escaped and jumped into a manhole that has been conveniently removed for my benefit. The rest of the dream included me running in sewage material and Miki trying to kill me. I think he bombed himself... Not sure....
I have strayed from the topic... I am tired. I have no idea why, the lack of sleep maybe but i just feel like lying down and sleeping for a whole week. God that would do wonders... My external hard disk has ceased to function, a few bangs on the table should repair it...
I am going now. Yes I am.
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