Bila Hari Raya Rasa Macam HAri Biasa

Aku dok terpikir kenapalah HAri raya tak se best dulu....aku tak cakap pasal time budak budak,,time zaman college cukup ha...time tu..hari raya rasa macam satu hari yang tersangat best.

Patutnya pada time ni, bila kita ada segalanya kita patut rasa hari raya adalah satu yang menyeronokan..puasa best ah...buat pahala siket extra dari hari biasa....(macam hari biasa aku buat banyak pahala pun) tapi bila sampai tang raya...adih...amat menyedihkan aku...bukan sedih nak menangis...tp kalo boleh aku tanak lalu. mungkin pasal aku tanak jumpa orang lain or jumpa saudara mara aku kot, selain dari mintak maaf kat mak bapak aku...lain pada tuh...aku tak look forward langsung.. adakah aku ni tergolong orang orang yang jahil

Bila sebut je raya...semua orang dok pikir pasal baju raya, duit raya dan lain lain... penting sangat ke semua tu...last sekali aku beli baju melayu untuk raya lah, aku rasa adalah 4 tahun lepas, which still aku rasa satu pembaziran,,, pasal aku pakai sekali je,,,,, selalunya aku pakai baju melayu bahagian atas nak pi sembahyang jumaat je, banyak tul duit diorang..time zaman aku ada anak..gf aku sanggp beli baju mahal mahal untuk anak dia,,mak aiii,,,oks kosh lah guess lah dan macam macam brand, just nak menunjuk kat sedara mara je

Bagi yang tengah bercinta,,time ni lah diorang dok beli baju kaler sama lah,,, plan buat tu lah plan buat ni lah...pehhhh kenapa time aku bercinta aku tak buat semua tu ah...mungkin kau ni tak romantik kot....mampus lah,,yang aku tau,,,,bercinta tu best..kena tingal tu yang menyakitkan

apa apa pun.....selamat hari raya....maf zahir batin

Image - does it actually matter

Well,,, nowdays no matter man guys or girls,,, man or women..images always in their mind. Some will go to certain extend to show what they are rather who they are. They will buy certain brand of clothes at certain places only, ate at certain restaurant or they only go to certain kopitiams

well, most people will portray them self as some good ass or some sadistic idiot. I'm those people one of those sadistic idiot... some asking me why i do something like that where it will spoiled my owned good image? well the is, why i must be a pretentious person when i am actually not. out there...there's a lot of people that so pretentious until it reach to a point they cannot stop pretending, they pretend to love someone when they actually not in love with that person, they pretend they are rich fucker, but actually they are no better than me, pretend they are smart but they are idiots, these people live like bots in the computer game... pity them.

the question is,,, does it really matter how good or how bad our image is, those that really determine what kind of person we are... personally,,,, yes in one way....it does make you known to people, people who have money always look like they decent people, they will act and wear good clothes and drink at starbucks, people will like them because they know do know how to entertain people and at the right place. than the one with not so much money will always be labelled as less good people...people will think twice to trust this type of person. people will think thrice to trust me... hahaha however through my experience. all this people usually are snobish people..they are nice to people, who are in the same level with them.

right now,,,person that sit next me,, speaks in slang that sound so weird till look like they are filipino rather that malaysia....hmmmm

Faizal say.....What the fuck

What will we do

some people will do anything to make sure they will never lost or lose anything. They will whatever they can to make sure they keep winning. they don't care if what they do will hurt other peole or not as long they get what they want.

how does a person should feel when the person that claimed or brand you as stupid narcotic idiot. called you and said.." even when i make love to him i have to remember you" hmmm should i be happy when someone said that to me. or felt pity to her. frankly..i'm lost... it take so much of my time thinking, what the hell this bitch trying to do.... kill me permanently, make me down, so down untill i can walk or think,,,or really she is letting her frustration out. life already so hard and fuck tup, and she rubbing salt to the wound. maybe she just feel regret or maybe she just want to show off her uncle.

then again, there is another story of a young girl that have a big fucking ego... i like her till she make a remarks that, if you cannot follow my way, you can get lost...well that's liana the second. i don't need another pethetic person like that in my life. no matter how young we are, certain kind of thinking might bring you up to certain level, it would never make you happy...... then there is another story of a person who actually want each other....somehow, don't want to admit it,,,rather just say i don't want this ,, i don't want that...but their body language say diffrently.

so whoever is falling in love out there....hey ...it is a great thing, you will feel that this world belong to you, everything is great, smilling everyday even at the worst day of your life, nothing could ruin your day,...cheerish it, keep it deep inside...as when you lose it....that memory could save your life,,,,if not kill you at the first place.


faizal say...be cool

Bermain dengan Sabun & Pudu Jail

bila kita mengaku kita ni jahat. orang selalu cakap kita ni baik. tapi bila kita cakaak lak...semua orang kutuk kita balik.... sampai bila lah pemikiran kita akan macam ni.. lantak ah

so apa yang jadi hari ni..hmmm tadak apa apa. yang menarik...celik, gosok gigi, main sabun, mandi dan pakai baju... spray minyak wangi sikit. mana tau keluar nanti neighbour sebelah bukak pintu. boleh gak try try nak ngorat kan.. macam takde benda lain nak buat... on da way nak gi Pudu lak ,,mak aiii hujan skit punya lebat,, aircond tadak, habis berkabus cermin,,nasib baik ada navigator kat sebelah,, ada lah orang standby nak jadi tukang lap cermin,,, hmmmmm habis semua keje buat,,,kena lak tunggu orang,,,,alaaaaaa lama lak tuh, dah pulak ter trap kat pudu. nasib bukan pudu jail.....by the way, at least pernah pergi wild party kat pudu jail. time tuh apa kisah pasal hantu ke apa,,,janji thril. cuma aku tak ingat lak sapa yang aku bawak malam tuh....rugi rugi, kalo tak leh cari minah tu balik...kalo dia tak kawin lagi ah. yang best kat pudu jail, dia punya tempat gantung,,, hmmm banyak bunyi malam tu.. just tak tau lak bunyi aku ke, dia ke atau kawan kawan dia. bila tengok diorang pi runtuh pudu jail..rasa macam satu kerugian pada negara....tapi teringat actually tempat tu jail kan,,,so lantak pi ah,, walau 100 tahun pun umo dia....

ada orang cakap, cinta tu buta, mmmmmmm bertapa betulnya pada awalnya dan sikit punya salah pada ahkirnya..... pada awalnya...kentut pun takde bau, bunyi pun tadak, cuba bila dah time break,,, sala cenonet pun kita nampak, jalan berjengkut pun bole jadi issue... selalunya pempuan ah camtu, diorang nak a perfect relationship kononnya. tapi bagi aku lah,,, rasa sayang dan hormat pada pasangan adalah yang terbaik, takde benda tuh,,hancus walau banyak duit kita ada, walau cantik kita nih,, takan menjadi..... tetapi lagi malang kalo duit ada, rupa ada, moral takde..... habis

berbalik pada sabun,,,,,time aku darjah 6, classmate semua bagi lah buku autograph untuk kita tulis time tu mana ada facebook, computer pun tadak, so dalam tu most of the guy pi tulis 'hobby - main sabun' aku pun iku lah tulis...main sabun gak, it take 3 years for me to realise apa erti main sabun....hmm lambat sungguh cpu aku pikiak time tuh... aku dok asrama lak tu, aku tak pernah paham kenapa katil aku selalu bergoyang malam malam, rupa rupanya, mamat bawah tengah buat projek dengan girlfen dia, Mss Handy. ceh kalo tak pasal budak tu kantoi pasal suruh budak junior blow dia, silap silap, roboh katil aku....hmmmm



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