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!)
Monday, June 9, 2008
Thursday, June 5, 2008
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.
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.
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
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 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...
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