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Tuesday, 24 July 2007
Friday, 20 July 2007
5. no more ym... no more forum...
emmmm... rindu plak kat siber. pas ni ako bz. arrgghhhh maleh rasenye dok tengah panas macm dulu2. susahnye nak kaya. harap2 takde le ako terlibat ngan rasuah lg. walaupun rasuah tu memang satu kewajipan di negara nih. harap2 ni adelah satu penghijrahan terakhir ako keluar dari zaman kegelapan. trengganu i'm cominggggg...... rindu plak kat kengkawan forum... tp, p.c, silve, kaz dll. aweks ym pun ako rindu gak nanti terutama..... kc, baby, budak nakai , ie, toon, awa (sori i'm not ready yet), ani (kurang2 le seks bebas tu... weeekkkk), ft , wan (tq ajo ako ym), ret, wed dll...
ako akan ym cume terhad je.. papai....
ako akan ym cume terhad je.. papai....
Thursday, 19 July 2007
4. ako... dia... dan dato ' k
ako... emmm
ape nak diceritakan ek... byk yg takleh cerita. kisah hitam berlambak malas nak share... weeekkkkk... namun ako tetap ngan pendirian ako selama nih. tetap dengan pegangan ako selama nih.... kengkawan ckp ako murtad. murtad dengan kepercayaan persahabatan. bio le... fauzi ngan yusop dah takde. topek dah kedalam. tinggal bertiga. kizi mizi dah merapu.. sori le kawan... aman tenggek dah jd sepai. hahaha.... dah tinggal bertiga, buat ape nak setiakan persahabatan. bosan...bosan. bile la ako nak lepas dr cengkaman diktator tulin. respek kat lu bos. ape petua pegang org sampai mati. iskiskisk.
dia...
dia ni ako kenal menerusi siber. baru je tahun nih. tp dia ni mcm tau ako punye aktiviti. camne ek. kalo dia sepai. emmm maybe kot. entah le. dia... ako memang terpikat giler ngan gaya persembahan ruang siber. pandai memanipulisi keadaan. memang ako crush ngan dia. org perok gak.. hehehe. ingatkan tercapai cite2 mak ako yg berminat nagn org perok . tapi apekan daya. rope2nye dia bini org... arrrggghhhhh. dia!!!!! nape le ko tak betulkan status yahoo tu awal2. malu je ako nih.... iskiskisk. tapi ako still berkawan ngan dia. nak jumpa? maybe tak. biar jadi kawan siber. kalo sehari tak chat.. macm tak complete hidup....
dato'k
wow dato... bertuah ko ade bini comel. walau pun bini ko tu tak berapa cukup sifat... hahahaha... jgn mare. bile bini ko tunjuk kan pic ko ngan ikan kat PD... ako terbayang yang adekah bini ko tu berketinggian 2 kali saiz ikan tuh... hehehehehehehehehehe..... ako doakan kome dapat anak.... 5 org.... aminnnn.....
ape nak diceritakan ek... byk yg takleh cerita. kisah hitam berlambak malas nak share... weeekkkkk... namun ako tetap ngan pendirian ako selama nih. tetap dengan pegangan ako selama nih.... kengkawan ckp ako murtad. murtad dengan kepercayaan persahabatan. bio le... fauzi ngan yusop dah takde. topek dah kedalam. tinggal bertiga. kizi mizi dah merapu.. sori le kawan... aman tenggek dah jd sepai. hahaha.... dah tinggal bertiga, buat ape nak setiakan persahabatan. bosan...bosan. bile la ako nak lepas dr cengkaman diktator tulin. respek kat lu bos. ape petua pegang org sampai mati. iskiskisk.
dia...
dia ni ako kenal menerusi siber. baru je tahun nih. tp dia ni mcm tau ako punye aktiviti. camne ek. kalo dia sepai. emmm maybe kot. entah le. dia... ako memang terpikat giler ngan gaya persembahan ruang siber. pandai memanipulisi keadaan. memang ako crush ngan dia. org perok gak.. hehehe. ingatkan tercapai cite2 mak ako yg berminat nagn org perok . tapi apekan daya. rope2nye dia bini org... arrrggghhhhh. dia!!!!! nape le ko tak betulkan status yahoo tu awal2. malu je ako nih.... iskiskisk. tapi ako still berkawan ngan dia. nak jumpa? maybe tak. biar jadi kawan siber. kalo sehari tak chat.. macm tak complete hidup....
dato'k
wow dato... bertuah ko ade bini comel. walau pun bini ko tu tak berapa cukup sifat... hahahaha... jgn mare. bile bini ko tunjuk kan pic ko ngan ikan kat PD... ako terbayang yang adekah bini ko tu berketinggian 2 kali saiz ikan tuh... hehehehehehehehehehe..... ako doakan kome dapat anak.... 5 org.... aminnnn.....
Tuesday, 17 July 2007
3. negara bebas... melayu bebas...
nape le org melayu islam ramai yang bodoh. melatah tak tentu pasal. kecoh2 pasal lina joy murtad. ape ke he. baik kome pk2kan masalah perlembagaan bukan islam yg kita dok amalkan nih. cerita lina joy ni hanya satu pecahan lakonan murtad golongan pandai yang cube nak menguji sikap melayu islam bodoh di negara bukan islam nih.... ape yg kome nak menyalak giler2....
cube kaji balik perlembagaan malaysia... mane ade statekan negara islam. tak ingatke mase che det isytiharkan dulu... peguam kerusi roda tu hampir2 sumbat mulut cabul che det ke dalam kandang besi... lupe ke kome. nape kes lina joy yg kome dok kecoh2 kan. small matter je. penyelesaiannye.. bg je dia murtad biar je. bukannye nak murtad tu kena isi borang. mahkamah pun satu... bio je dia nak delete perkataan islam tuh. tak susah.... hukum org murtad ni satu je.. kalo ikut hudud ... kita kena nasihatkan dia dulu... tego baik2....bile dah tak boleh baru le bunuh. itu islam. bukan undang2 melayu.
jgn lak pula org2 melayu islam cube nak menakut2kan keluarga2 melayu dengan dakyah bodoh yg islam boleh gugur dengan meminum holy water. masa ako kat itm dulu. kecoh budak aisya murtad sebab minum holy water. wooiiiii bodoh... ape yang berkuasa kat dunia nih... ALLAH ato ko punye holy water. bodoh punye ustaz2 tempang. tua ganyut le ko dengan fahaman tolol yg dicreate oleh melayu islam bodoh dengan surah2 haram... neil amstrong masuk islam la... mikel jeksen pernah masuk islam la... klip2 video sejadah sembahyang la... bunyi2 suare syaitan la..... mayat jutawan jadi babi la....
sekarang ni ape2 hal pelik mesti dema kaitkan ngan mekah... oi mekah tu tempat ibadat.. bukan tempat menakutkan yang boleh dapat bala senang2 je.... kalo ALLAH nak turunkan bala... takyah kat mekah je... kat disco pun boleh kena panah petir..... weeekkkkkk weeekkekeke
cube kaji balik perlembagaan malaysia... mane ade statekan negara islam. tak ingatke mase che det isytiharkan dulu... peguam kerusi roda tu hampir2 sumbat mulut cabul che det ke dalam kandang besi... lupe ke kome. nape kes lina joy yg kome dok kecoh2 kan. small matter je. penyelesaiannye.. bg je dia murtad biar je. bukannye nak murtad tu kena isi borang. mahkamah pun satu... bio je dia nak delete perkataan islam tuh. tak susah.... hukum org murtad ni satu je.. kalo ikut hudud ... kita kena nasihatkan dia dulu... tego baik2....bile dah tak boleh baru le bunuh. itu islam. bukan undang2 melayu.
jgn lak pula org2 melayu islam cube nak menakut2kan keluarga2 melayu dengan dakyah bodoh yg islam boleh gugur dengan meminum holy water. masa ako kat itm dulu. kecoh budak aisya murtad sebab minum holy water. wooiiiii bodoh... ape yang berkuasa kat dunia nih... ALLAH ato ko punye holy water. bodoh punye ustaz2 tempang. tua ganyut le ko dengan fahaman tolol yg dicreate oleh melayu islam bodoh dengan surah2 haram... neil amstrong masuk islam la... mikel jeksen pernah masuk islam la... klip2 video sejadah sembahyang la... bunyi2 suare syaitan la..... mayat jutawan jadi babi la....
sekarang ni ape2 hal pelik mesti dema kaitkan ngan mekah... oi mekah tu tempat ibadat.. bukan tempat menakutkan yang boleh dapat bala senang2 je.... kalo ALLAH nak turunkan bala... takyah kat mekah je... kat disco pun boleh kena panah petir..... weeekkkkkk weeekkekeke
2. melayu layu...bangang...
hang tuah? 5 sahabat?.. ermmm tah le, dari kecik ako memang tak percaya kewujudan dema. pada ako hanya melayu berkhayal je yang mengaku ade. tah le. ape bukti wujudnye dema. keris tamingsari? kubo? tapak kaki? karut semua tuh... ako lebih percaya oltromen daripada dema....
melayu berjaya?? sape ahli perniagaan melayu yang berjaya? mane ade... kalau ada pun ada terlekat2 dengan org politik ... kepimpinan melayu? ako respek giler pada che det. tah le. nape. maybe ako pernah bersemuka kot. che det memang diktator. diktator melayu berjaya. bukan mcm org lembik. mengharapkan kerahan otak bodoh menantu......
satu2 che det punye usaha dilenyapkan... jambatan, incenerator, proton, wawasan 2020....... satu2 wajah zalim che det di dedahkan.... perwaja, ex balaci tnb, abg nuar...... tak pe la .. nak buat camne. dah bukan hari che det...
sedar le melayu layu coz wawasan 2020 sepatutnye satu tahap dimana kite jadi negara maju... bile si lembik berkuasa... 2020 hanya dijadikan foundation untuk mencapai misi 2057....
melayu berjaya?? sape ahli perniagaan melayu yang berjaya? mane ade... kalau ada pun ada terlekat2 dengan org politik ... kepimpinan melayu? ako respek giler pada che det. tah le. nape. maybe ako pernah bersemuka kot. che det memang diktator. diktator melayu berjaya. bukan mcm org lembik. mengharapkan kerahan otak bodoh menantu......
satu2 che det punye usaha dilenyapkan... jambatan, incenerator, proton, wawasan 2020....... satu2 wajah zalim che det di dedahkan.... perwaja, ex balaci tnb, abg nuar...... tak pe la .. nak buat camne. dah bukan hari che det...
sedar le melayu layu coz wawasan 2020 sepatutnye satu tahap dimana kite jadi negara maju... bile si lembik berkuasa... 2020 hanya dijadikan foundation untuk mencapai misi 2057....
1. i'm stupid...
God knows I'm stupid, I've been told often enough. Stupid - I know it, stupid in every fibre of my body, stupid from head to toe. Yes, I am stupid, I have it said to me and I say it myself: I am stupid. What else am I but that - stupid? At least I admit it; at least I shoulder my stupidity. I can declare: I am stupid. It is a fact. The sky is blue; I am stupid. It is February; I am stupid. A fact among other facts and nothing to be done.
Am I stupid? Certainly I am stupid. Am I am an idiot? Certainly that: an idiot, a drooler, that's what I'm good for. They keep me among them for reasons of contrast. I am an idiot, which means they're - not idiots. I am dimmer than any of them, they know that, which is why they keep me amongst them. An idiot - to provide a contrast, a backdrop. Idiocy - that lets their intelligence shine forth all the more splendidly. Idiocy! Foolishness! To let them radiate brilliance in all directions! That is my purpose; I have my place.
Stupid - that's what I am. Stupid through and through and blinking in the sun, lost in my stupidity. Droolingly stupid and lost in it - my stupidity just as the summer road is lost in haze. How vague I am! How lost, how retarded! I'm late for everything, even myself; I lag behind everything, even myself; I drag myself behind myself, every step is an effort. But I am used to it, I know what it is never to arrive all at once - I know that vagueness which dissolves everything.
Stupid - stranded in a past that is not mine. So lost I cannot come to myself. Snagged - but by what? What caught me then, so long ago, before I was born? On what was I caught so that I could not assume my existence? There is something that obsesses me - in my own past. I am writing to uncover it - I'm looking for it, the root of my idiocy, idiocy's radicle. But I can't find it. Where is it buried? Where has it buried me?
Sometimes I dream I've found it in the earth, the root - my idiocy. Sometimes I dreamed I've uncovered the dirt and found him, the non-idiot I also am. There he is, unmoving, pallid, not dead but dreaming just as I am dreaming. I am an idiot - but who is he, the non-idiot? I dream of him and he dreams of me. In another life, I am not an idiot, that's what I tell myself. In another life - but how to find it, the other life?
Am I stupid? Certainly I am stupid. Am I am an idiot? Certainly that: an idiot, a drooler, that's what I'm good for. They keep me among them for reasons of contrast. I am an idiot, which means they're - not idiots. I am dimmer than any of them, they know that, which is why they keep me amongst them. An idiot - to provide a contrast, a backdrop. Idiocy - that lets their intelligence shine forth all the more splendidly. Idiocy! Foolishness! To let them radiate brilliance in all directions! That is my purpose; I have my place.
Stupid - that's what I am. Stupid through and through and blinking in the sun, lost in my stupidity. Droolingly stupid and lost in it - my stupidity just as the summer road is lost in haze. How vague I am! How lost, how retarded! I'm late for everything, even myself; I lag behind everything, even myself; I drag myself behind myself, every step is an effort. But I am used to it, I know what it is never to arrive all at once - I know that vagueness which dissolves everything.
Stupid - stranded in a past that is not mine. So lost I cannot come to myself. Snagged - but by what? What caught me then, so long ago, before I was born? On what was I caught so that I could not assume my existence? There is something that obsesses me - in my own past. I am writing to uncover it - I'm looking for it, the root of my idiocy, idiocy's radicle. But I can't find it. Where is it buried? Where has it buried me?
Sometimes I dream I've found it in the earth, the root - my idiocy. Sometimes I dreamed I've uncovered the dirt and found him, the non-idiot I also am. There he is, unmoving, pallid, not dead but dreaming just as I am dreaming. I am an idiot - but who is he, the non-idiot? I dream of him and he dreams of me. In another life, I am not an idiot, that's what I tell myself. In another life - but how to find it, the other life?
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