had a wonderful raya yesterday. not as exciting as before when i was a kid. i only manage to accumulate a total of 5 + angpao yg ayang bagi yg alom bebuka. i envy the kids, they are the ones who enjoy raya the fullest.
went to ayang's home yesterday. nervous ya. malu ya. takut ya. nampak kiyot.





not going out today. sakit parut ku.

Selamat idul pitri

selamat hari raya di ucapkan kepada:

semua teman-teman, sanak saudara, keluarga-keluarga jauh dan berdekatan, umat islam seluruh dunia, kucing-kucing, ikan-ikan di laut dan di sungai, kadai2 mancing sluruh negara, para2 pemain hattrick dan footstar, pemain2 manchester united, pemain2 AAB Aalborg, pemain2 liverpool, chelsea, arsenal, newcastle, joe kinnear, sam allardyce, jose mourinho, avram grant, abramovich, si pembeli man city, thaksin shinawatra, haji kilali, haji saban, haji mandan, haji danile, utik2 senegara dan serantau, si pemmbuat jalan setia pahlawan, ketua daerah belait, penghuni tingkat 2 rumah ayang, tukang masak restoran seri mahabbah, kok kee, agus dari alladin, van nistelrooy, david beckham, imam makkah, imam madinah, chancellor UBD, principal Tahfiz, ustaz Asep, tukang gunting ku si Prem Komar.

terutama sekali kepada kekasih hati saya:

NAZURAH ABDULLAH

selamat idul fitri

raya lusa!

entah kenapa. samaada teropong nada maintainence atau si peneropong tersalah teropong, bertahun tahun sudah nada sabit kelihatan bulan di sini ani. rindu jua hati kan mendangar..

"anak bulan syawal telah sabit kelihatan..."

fuyoo!

sampat mancing kah ni lagi?

"si payau..."

i am obliged by a familial tradition, to perform annual cemetery visit to honor my ancestors, during Ramadhan. i think it was about two years ago that i began to notice the actual name of the graveyard, after they erected the signboard of the graveyard.

it is written in classic sanskrit that says; "tanah perkuburan islam kas payau bla bla bla"

this is an imitation of the used to be the old hiking trail that leads to the top of the hill where the graves are located. it was like this in the old days. aku ampit tu.

now, there are stairs possibly 100 steps up, it is built 10 years ago or so.

as claimed by my dad "banyak daholu ni kubo-kubo lama di sini ane. mala hujan, tanah untuh kebawah habis ditimbusnya kubo-kubo lama di sini ane." kubur lama di kubur lagi.

im not kidding you but the picture above is not an ordinary tree root popping out of the ground, no, it is a very old and ancient tombstone possibly hundreds of years old. as my father said, people back then, were poor and they were not that sophisticated and rich enough to buy expensive stones to mark their graves.

remember the name of the graveyard? well, this particular grave is the grave of "si payau" hence the name of the graveyard. the guy's name is payau and he was among the first to be buried here.

kedayan's names are not lavish compared to the normal bruneian malays. they do have meaning but mostly comprosed of animistic and natural derivations. it comes with the tradition. oh, by the way, this is a kedayan's graveyard. hehe.

it is always good to visit the cemetery. i feel at home here. why? it reminds me of my past. my history. my traditions. most importantly, my family.

the infamous Metis's Puffer. his first and only catch ever. gambar ini tidak ada kena mengena dengan post ini. hanya sekadar ibunan semata mata.

selamat hari raya semua terutama sekali ayang yg sedang sibuk buat kek! :)

"lets go to tutong..."

out of the blue i felt like i wanted to do some fishing. i had to fulfill that particular burning desire, to go fish. so, i thought it would be better if i would try a new place to do it, and so i said to myself, why not try it at tutong.

there are not many places that i know of when it comes to a comfortable fishing spot in tutong. the only fishing spot that i know of is at Danau (Ujong Tanjong) and it is not very accomodating place. because im a night angler and i despises the heat, i am already accustomed to fish in the dark. but this is not always the case if you are fishing at Danau.

You are in a middle of a forest, trees stand high, shielding you from even a tiny speck of light. you need to carry a personal lighting accessories if you need to survive. the terrain is not that so helpful either. slippery rocks, thick beach sand, and not to forget, the ever so despicable sandflies.

no, im not complaining.

zo.. last night, i brought danial to fish with me at tutong river just in front of the pekan. quite a nice place. very comfortable. lightings good. the banks are developed and the railings made it easier to set up our rods. the water was not that pleasing though. murky dark water. similar to that of a lake's. yes my friend, this river is infested with crocodiles.

zo.. the first hour passed i caught myself a Badukang. very pleasing, considering that i havent caught anything in 2 months. it put up a very nasty fight though. it was a shame that it was only a badukang. one good thing about badukang is, that it will never stop smiling :)

zo.. couple of hours later we moved to a different spot just next to the wetmarket. yes, we caught nothing in the process. our shrimps kept on losing their noses everytime we reeled in. i never experienced this kind of a phenomena before. ive seen shrimps losing their heads, legs, tails, eyes but not their noses. this is yet to be explained.

demotivated and frustrated we decided to get some meal for sahur. yes, ladies and gentlemen, tutong is not that bad, ada kadai makan kali ah. its name is RESTAURANT ENGAL (+6733455662 FOR CATERING AND SERVICES (NOT RECOMMENDED)), located just a few yards outside the town. they serve shitty ice jagung but passable ayam penyet. thats all i have to say.

after we had our meal, we went to have a look at Pantai Seri Kenangan. it was dark at the beach and it was kinda seram. so i kept on driving straight on the road along the beach for a little venture. it seems that my decision paid off and we got ourselves a decent fishing spot! here take a look!










below,the place is special, it is a used dry dock for world war 2 british ships. it looks scary and fragile as the floor is cracking up here and there. there are a few rusting World War grenades and hundreds of bullet housing scattered all over. sorry, i just made that up










there will be no conclusion for this post. AMEN

gerenti kamu nda pandai ni!

sorry lama na update. aku sengaja. k, peace.

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zazu abis kan gula-gula susu kaka.

!updated

kata-kata

aku banarnya malas kan kata2
(i really lazy to say say)

tapi kan..
(but to)

payah eh..
(difficult eh)

mun sudah namanya semula jadi perulehan atu..
(if done its name again become getting that)

cemana jua..
(how..)

bukan penindasan ni..
(not discrimination this)

tapi hanya sebahagian daripada bakat semulajadi..
(but only part of talent natural)

dhil, jangan banyak ketawa!
(dhil, no many laugh!)

the white boat.

10 P.M. on the way home from a very nice dinner with ayang's parents. went passed an old flat and saw a nice big white boat. suddenly,

ayang's dad: "ju, sini ada org kaling meninggal bah lapas meliat man u chelsea final hari atu"

diriku: "astee, banar banar bah?"

ayang's dad: "awu! banar2 ju! meninggal ya menyorak man u masa penalty ah! tarus meninggal!"

he continued on talking as his voice dimmed slowly into the back of my mind. i was then in silence. silence. silence. i could hear nothing. pure silence.

then i was thinking, what a great man that kaling was, to die for man u, in such a martyristic way. a true manchester united fan. rest in peace ol' man. peace be upon him, mohammed ali khan. from pakistan.

hey, what else i can say. "its all in Belait".

i keep on hearing amazing stories from ayang's parents. stories about deaths, murder, scandals, suicide, conspiracies, all sourced from the same one town KB and the same group of people, the foreigners. amazing. yes.

well, i have to say the KB people are not that really ethusiastic about fishing. ayang's dad took us for a drive along the river banks. it was practically empty except fot the two people at the end of the bank. it was such a nice place to fish, the river. it was as if it was saying to me "come fish me.. come fish me.."

okay, maybe i will. soon. hoho.

congratulations

to awang padil and awang katip sadikien. congratulations on your first respective catches.

i have no pictures of the catches but you will be able to see them at their blogs. maybe. hehe.

padil = utik damit. 400 gram

katip = utik giant/ jahan. maybe 3kg ++

we had a great time.

jauzi. jgn mengamuk nda dapat ikan. kita cuba lagi lain hari lain tampat sama motivasi.

utik utik utik...

i have a fever..

i suffered 5th degree sunburn

my skin is tanned

i have insect bites all over my legs that seem not to go awat any sooner

im taking a week break

i just wanna sleep.

KK is on!

assalamualaikum wa roh matullohi wobarakatuh!

kawan2 dan sehabat handai. pagi ani aku nda akan berleteh dalam bahasa asing seperti inggeris, cina, madagasgar ataupun reggae. baikth kediaku berkunyanyang dalam bahasa ibunda kitane. metis, kalau rasanya haliwat kan memahami, baik di selajo kan kamus bawunai-kedayan kah apa. dapat juha menulungnulung nyamo.

okkeh. kembali kepada tajuk asal. penjelajahan ke KK sudah on. masa ani perkiraan ku hanya meliputi seramai 8 orang sahaja. untuk makluman biskita semua, akomodasi kita terletak di Marina Court apartement. lawa tampatnya. bilik yang ku tempah berhadapan laut. mudahan jua si tukang resepsionis atu nda short term memory loss. awueh, jangan di biaakan ia lupa. bema'aa tu. sudah ku booking tu boi!

buat tuan haji farhan. nda dapat ku booking utk 3hb yo. 4hb saja ada kekosongan. nda papa kan tu tuan haji? kudoakan kita sehat2 selalu di samping kekasih yang di sayangi.

okkeh. di bawah ani adalah peruntukkan ku yang telah ku tetapkan bagi setiap orang yang kan ikut. siapa rasanya nda dapat menyanggupi, pikir bisai2 untuk kebaikkan kawan2 kamu yang lain dan juga untuk kebaikkan diri kamu masing2 kerana isu2 kewangan kamu mesti kamu pastikan terjamin. ini kerana, adalah tidak bisai kalau kan meminjam minjam usin tatkala sudah d sana nanti. akan menimbulkan kurang sefahaman plg nanti.

sebagai kawan nda pulang kami kesah kan tulung menulung ani. tapikan, baik jua nyamu kalau pandai menjaga hati kawan ani kan? kan jauzi? banarkan? ada dua jenis kawan......

alryt, here are the terms and conditions:

dates of stay: 4th-8th july (4 days 3 nights @ marina court apartement) non-negotiable. sudah be-booking.

*transport fee: $50 ringgit (negotiable with your respective drivers; metis/farhan)

*hotel fee: $61 (this comes with $500 deposit fee; yg pandai2 accounting atu, tolong deh uruskan pembahagian pembayaran) for more info: http://www.promenade.com.my/properties_marina.cfm

*ICE (in case of emergency) fee: $100 or more (depends on how much you feel safe with)

Primary Budget: $300 will be enough. at least $200. (siapa yang kaya2 atu buleh membawa banyak2. bejuta pun buleh)

notes:
i)yang ada '*' atu wajib tu.

ii)ICE fee nda buleh di pakai unless banar2 emergency! bukannya jenis emergency kan membali barang kah apa. emergency-emergency yang nau'zubillah saja.

iii)bagi2 yang sudah berpengalaman ke KK ramai2 atu. kongsi2 tah idea atau pendapat kepada yg baru2 atu. dari segi kewangan, kerohanian apakah.

iv)inda di syorkan berpinjam pinjaman usin. nda bisai. unless ada perkara yang nda dapat di elakkan.

v)estimate yg ku buat ani untuk 8 org yang pasti saja k.
iaitu: aku, farhan, jauzi, metis, mawi, syaheir, shukri, dan razid.

vi)this is a road trip to KK vacation. bukan pakai kapal terabang ah. kalau ada yang kan pakai ferry atu. di persilakan. nada org melarang.

vii)untuk informasi lanjut sila hubungi abg farhan. ada ya tu, kadang2 online kadang inda. kalau ada alhamdulillah. kalau nada, tunggu saja sambil main jenga kah apa.


aravadeci

191

had a disappointing fishing outing last night. i went to keramut Tutong to fish on the rocks near the beach. sadly, i caught nothing. :( all of us did not caught anything.

on the way home, we stopped for breakfast. i was so tired and sleepy after spending the whole night awake. moreover, the roti kosong did not help much in keeping me awake. i always get sleepy after meals.

on the way back to Panchur Murai, i was so bored. all of us were, Hardee and Hamdee included. so i had a wierd idea to count all the super kijangs (the old version) along the way, as i was assuming that kijangs are the most popular car in the country. in fact, it turned out to be true.

presenting to you, mr toyota kijang!

every mile we went, there were always kijangs to be counted. i counted what that i could see on the road, on garages, wherever. it got so interesting even Hardee and Hamdi joined up to count too.

on the journey to Panchur, a quick drive to Gadong, my drive home to Tg Bunut, i accounted a total number of 191! amazing and also funny at the same time! haha

191 kijangs! banyak yo~ they come popularly in white and they are usually driven by contractors, haji people and... i dont know.

so, based on this fact, i have to say that kijangs are the most popular car in Brunei. if you dont believe me, try count them up whenever you are going whereever. hoho. you wont be too disappointed.

kijangs are equivalent to ak-47's. durable, hardcore and simple.

cubatah kira mitsubishi lancer kah, honda civic kah, subaru kah, mana banyak tu. percayalah!

although i have to admit, kijangs might face intense rivalry from vios. vios are swarming across the land, and we all realize this.

"everytime im out of ammo, ill use kijangs" mr.John Rambo

hidup kijang!

peace

12 noon

now that i figured it out, high tide occurs at approximately 12 noon, which will be the best time to catch a fish.

i caught a grouper yesterday. well, make that 2 groupers. one was too small, it slipped among the openings on the planked floors and it fell back to the water, cheh! it was too small bah.

a grouper. looks ugly but when cooked, it is delicious~

well, metis caught his first.

it is not clear in this picture, but he caught a pufferfish (inedible and a useless catch if u ask me). well, it is his first so there are no reasons that we should not be celebrating to this amazing feat!

bunch of red-neck lawyers giving metis a hurrah!

Sungai Besar is an amazing place to fish :). the scene, the air, the huts, the seatings, the pukat-men (motherf$%*ers), all give the location a big boost to be an ideal fishing spot. well, not for the pukat-men, they are the pest for all fishing ethusiasts out there.

bunch of motherf@#$ers!

to understand how they work, we have to look at the concept of pukat (net-fishing). the pukat is like a wall of net, covering a vast area of water, this wall of net is formed into one big circle, trapping any fishes that are inside the circle formation. then, the net would be dragged together, and pulled to the boat, and voila!*, fishes. why is it a problem? the net is like a wall preventing any incoming fishes for us to fish out. or look at this formula,

pukat = net

net = wall

wall = prevents anything from entering a territory.

we substitute 'anything' with 'fishes'.

wall = prevents fishes from entering a territory.

so,

wall = no fishes

no fishes = cannot do fishing.

no fishing = pukat-men's fault.

pukat-men = shit-heads.

thank you and good night.

something that keeps me happy

whenever i watch Pendekar Bujang Lapok, i can never not laugh when it reaches this particular scene. it is so hilarious. gosh, i love it. it stood the test of time and still made contemporary comedic movies to shame. Pendekar Bujang Lapok is indeed eternal.

complications

we always wonder sometimes when we were hit by complications, how to run away from them, how to fix things. actually, it is not that really difficult.

"hmmm.....?"

all that you need to do is to master the art of forgetting. yes. just forget it and move on as if nothing happens. it is as if you control your own emotions, as if you are a computer, you delete all those nasty stuffs from messing up your head. believe me, it works.

this way, your mind gets easy, it became less tensioned, making a way for you to think clearly. to think better. not to be engulfed by stress. for the mind to be in a stressful state, doesnt help at all. it just makes things even worst. believe me, its true.


take control of your mind and you will become powerful enough to control your self. "to learn to lead your own self being, is a step closer to become a great leader to all"-Memnon of Sparta.

"hi, im memnon. i need a shave."

two mating crabs

we went for fishing again last night. we were trying to make amends on ourselves. that night we didnt caught any fishes. so we took a second shot on it. so we (Basyar, katip, metis, danial and me) headed to kg Sungai Besar, again. before that, we tried at Serasa beach but disappointingly low tide was occuring. so we couldn't fish. low tides are so gay, they make your lines to get stuck between the rocks and that would make you do all the hard work to make a new fishing line. so, yeah.

the night was great. clear moon and starry sky. i could see a storm hovering on the horizon, but it was in in-land as predicted from the forecast. well, no gigantic bats that night. it was pitch dark and metis didnt even bought me a new bell to replace the one he lost.

i just hate it when there are no fishes around when you really really want to fish some. it was low tide. i could see rubbish and craps floating above a line of river current. we casted our lines and wait. minutes after minutes, hour after hour, still no fishes but katip caught a plastic fish again. amusing.

we changed our location to Sungai Bunga to improve our luck. but it was still the same, with the addition of increasing number of fish mongers which made me feel uneasy. i am not that really comfortable with crowds.

hours passed by and a miracle happened. well, it began with a potential disaster. Basyar's rod which was hanged onto the railings fell by itself, as if it was pulled by a huge fish. hours of empty catches made us all jumped with joy! Basyar kept on reeling and reeling and the emotions on his face told me that he was glad that he finally had the chance to reel in a fish! Sungai Bunga sucks, nda banyak ikan yo.

however, as the line drawed even nearer to him. we all could see a very obvious figure. wait a minute, there were two figures!

in fact, Basyar reeled in two crabs! two mating crabs! we.. literally CAUGHT a big ass female crab humping a puny male! hohoho.

what a relief. :)

anyways, we went home at 4 a.m while Metis and Katip went an hour earlier because they will be having an audition for a cooking show extras. so gay.

and here i am now. back home. safe and sound. i love my room. i love my bed. i love my lousy pillow. i love them all. now i can sleep. good night blogspot. i hate blogging.

do not ever try to attempt to criticize me whatsoever. it is unethical. this is a free world.

a season of the double

hey all!



i am probably one of the millions in the world blogging about the fantastic double man U had just successfully achieved, but hey, i feel like i need to express myself too.



i am a man U fan. not a normal fan. but a fanATIC! i have an emotional relationship with this football club.



the passion that goes on half way around the world, here in my humble home, and in manchester is quite the same. although wayne rooney, cristiano ronaldo, paul scholes or sir alex might not be that concerning, we all man U fan here love them all. from Wellbeck to Pique, from Kusczak to Dong Fanzhou and to whoever in the carrington cleaning staff.



another highest congratulations from us all here to you lots! thank you for a wonderful season! bless yaa'll



well, it was not the game i expected it would be. chelsea really gave us quite a workload. they played excellently to be honest. we were lucky enough to win the trophy. anyway, the more composed and concentrated won in the end. best of luck to chelsea. u deserve nothing better but a standing ovation for your second-best-performance season!



its ok mr John Terry, mr Didier Drogba and mr Lampard. you all proved yourselves as quite outstanding players, but not as magnificent as our ronaldo! viva ronaldo!



to mr Avram Grant, well, although you look funny without a proper neck to hold your head straight, you did well enough to take chelsea this far. hey, maybe u can quit chelsea now and run for the israeli presidential race or something. do something good for the world by stopping the war with the palestinians for joseph's sake.



to my dear friends who are dissapointed about the outcome of the final, dont worry, its just a game. a meaningless game. (wohahahaha!)



liverpool... chelsea... arsenal... newcastle... turkey.. portugal... jauzi... sorry laa.. hehe



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the return to the jetty

i was so glad to go fishing again! :)

i always wanted to go fishing. luckily i have my own friend, basyar, a frequent fisher ethusiast himself, to tag along with me anytime i would want to 'turun'(bruneian term for 'going fishing', learn it and remember it!).

it started off as a small idea between Basyar and me but it turned out to be a big one. Metis, Danny and Sadik (Katip) wanted to come along with us.

hey, what can i do? if they want to come, please. i have no objections. i even will encourage each and everyone of the others to come too.

fishing is not a just an activity, it is a part of life for some! for me, my addiction level for fishing is just below the borderline of 'abusive'. some will even forget about the amount of time consumed when they go fish. its even harder to pack up and go home if you already got high up the fishing vibe! i tell you. its true.

dont you even dare say fishing is for sissies. its more fun than just chilling out at a cafe, going to the movies, playing golf, going to the communist to buy fake cd's and watch chelsea play every weekend. while fishing, you can gain more outdoor experience. vital for your knowledge! and in the future, it will be very handy for you instead of just sitting there in a cafe, going to the movies to watch speed racer, playing golf with tiger woods, going to the communist to buy a smugged weapon, and of course watching chelsea drawing games every single weekend... aaa

so back to what we were doing last night. i picked up all of the four stoogies friends and a cousin of mine. then we bought some 'umpans' (baits) at kianggeh, and they were shrimps. did you know they come in 3 different sizes? small, medium, king. huhuh.

after buying the bait, we head straight to kg sungai besar! well-known for its beautiful location (its located right infront of the legendary pulau chermin) and a level 6 fishing area, on a scale from 1-10, a location with the scale of 1 is the easiest to catch a fish.

the 3 amateurs Sadik, Metis and Danny learned quickly on how to throw the line and fixing the bait on the hook. but they havent master the skills on how to fight a fish and tying a fishing knot excluding danny who i personally taught to tie an albright knot. congratulations danny'! you're a better fisherman than them two!

well, we spent at least a good 6 hours on that particular sg.besar jetty. the weather was excellent i tell you. the moon was almost at its fullest as it dims up the open water with grace. such a beautiful sight. the sky was dark clear. we cant see the stars as the haze was covering the atmosphere. luckily the smoke was not that low near the surface, so we could breath easily. the only bad thing was that it was kinda hot.

the three amateurs were being so amateurish last night. they were trully amateurs at work. they(the three of them at once) were outsmarted by a shrimp, got butt-kicked by the shrimps, let some shrimps escaped (so severe, basyar and me had to get another batch of dead shrimps from kianggeh specially for them as they seemed afraid of live shrimps), metis lost my jingle bell and he made me cut off 2 metres of my fishing line because he fucked it up, badly. its ok bro. its just 2 metres of line. i have another 30 in the reel.

well, amazing things happened too. one of them was when metis were stunned by the sight of the curious giant bats that flew above us. mind you, their wing span is about 5 metres wide. so you have to respect them seriously. they're big. and have a fierce reputation of their own.

well, there was also an incident that made us all freaked out. metis's rod mysteriously reeled itself up and lied itself comfortably on the jetty pathway away from the edges. the last time he remember, metis had the line casted to the water, and its impossible for anything or anyone to reel the line in unless touching the spull and then pedal the lever. it was freaky though. and scary! that incident happened approximately 3 a.m as we heard dogs barking and whaling from afar. huhu. menggilaaaii!~

well, we packed up aroud 4 a.m after we finish up all the baits. we didnt caught any fish except basyar's small sea molusk, metis's plastic bag and a leaf, katip got another plastic bag, i got a something that looks like a rubbish while danial got nothing at all!

all of our baits disappeared and i suspect it was the crabs. hey, we felt like feeding the fishes and the crabs instead of fishing. amidst all of these, you cannot take away the quality social time we had, being together, having a good conversation, learning new things while enjoying the pleasures and the mystery of the night. i love fishing. :)

to all of you who wants to go fishing. please, try it. it'll be quite an amazing experience than you expected.

i want to go fishing lagi..... :(

what did you do?

you claimed innocence in the eyes of blasphemy

what did you do?

all of the things that you orchestrated as you blame on others for your mistakes

what did you do?

i cant save you anymore and its time for you to save yourself

what can you do?

nothing now, cry as much as you like cause i dont care anymore.


.

house of cards

house of cards reaching for the stars,
how beautiful how wonderful,
wish you can spand more higher.

house of cards reaching for the stars
magical in form,
thin layers of papers holding each other with love,
slowly built,
gradually arises,
inch by inch,
specks by specks,
higher and higher,
there's no time to stop now

house of cards reaching for the stars
there's one rule you cannot ignore.
for it will collapse the structure and hearts will sore.
one tiny little card on the bottom of the deck.
must never touch it.
must never be curious.
for it is the weakness and where it all lacks.

oh dear house of cards reaching for the stars
must always remember my dear little friend.
for the house of cards, its heart and its soul,
is the one card,
i just told you,
just at the bottom of the deck.

day 1

it is my first day of blogging and its the 4th day of semester holiday. its already past 3 in the morning.

metis just went home, he has improved so much in PES 08 and his rise to parity with my level of PES2008-playing-experience has caused much caution to my awareness to prepare even better when the next time ill face him in PES 2008 of which i will truly enjoy. (sorry for the long subordinate clauses)

we went to JP to eat the hour before midnight. we were hungry and he (and i) needed shisha after last night's disastrous shisha night (only Leong, Metis and me showed up after i texted the rest to suggest not go there because there was a shitty party that was spoiling our shisha night, we went to katip's instead). JP was barren. but hey, coincidentally, Sydney and Jason were there too. so the four of us sat togther and talked about why on earth did the shisha price went sky rocket from 9 to 15 $$$!

sydney came up with a critically acclaimed argument. he argued that the reason for the rise of shisha price is due to exploitation (I DEFINITELY ABSOLUTELY AGREE!) by the shisha houses boss, Mr Shaykh Ghoffari (not a real name). the boss used the $6000 annual shisha license permit as a cover up for the 55% increase of shisha prices. bullshit. every educated people would know that that is not much. tai-pow la you! so, we went home the hour later after metis and me had a good conversation about how to sharpen metis's seemingly weak spots in football. he's a poor finisher of the ball and everyone must know about this fact. yes, everyone. hahaha. no hard feelings boy. your portugal sucks BIG

a very dull sunday it was yesterday. woke up seriously late at 2.30. the first thing that struck my head upon waking was the thought of my beloved (i miss you and i hate myself of being on my bed instead of being with you). im sorry sayang for saying things i shouldn't say just before holidays, i take it back, i love you and i always will.

i spent the sunday at home except for the late night meal (dinner for metis and supper for me). well, i was happy yesterday when my father finally decided to make a bigger room for myself at the back of the house. wah haha haha haha!. i vow today that i will make that room as good as a 5 star standard deluxe hotel bedroom. my old room is too small for me. i feel like indonesia, too much population with so little resources to accomodate me. hence, pollution arises due to overpopulation, inflation of dirty clothes due to limited bins and so on and so on. and i so hate cicak shits. they're the ugliest little shit in this world and you cannot disagree with that. period. and i even vacuumed the living room as a token of appreciation towards my dad for approving my request for a bigger room. thank you dear father.

i really want to go out fishing ASAP! my fishing rod is getting rusty by the minute and i have to teach metis about fishing. hey! dont forget, we need to see a dentist soon okay. my front teeth are stained. i smoked a lot so what can i complain. sampoerna is the best.

sampoerna 3 ringgit boss!

the goldfishes (ian, muchacha and zazu) are still hyper. the three just dont know how to sleep. my theory is that they're very forgetful little creatures who when they're about to feel sleepy, the next three seconds they'll just forget about it totally. it sucks isn't? yeah met, you suck more.

well thats all for now sayang and all of you who stumbled upon this first post of mine. hey.. i kinda feeling enjoying myself with this blogging shit.. hmmm....


yours faithfully,

zazu.

yeah met, i apologize for my indecent mental outbursts when losing against you, its just me. i hate losing okay. anta-bulbul (you suck in arabic)

ayang.... i miss love love you xXxoOx :)

you'll always be my baby :)