Sunday, August 30, 2009

Are You Still Having Fun by Eagle Eye Cherry

You are on your own
You do as you please
Having so much fun
Gone and lost your reason
After all is said and done
Are you still having fun?

How were you to know when youve gone astray?
That happiness would go like a lost emotion
You have always gone your way
Are you happy today?

Well you know when youve been defeated
You dont care and you thank no one
Feeling low you will always need it
Are youre having fun

You dont know what is it youve done
You dont know that...

This was your mistake with the master plan
With all the drugs you take, you can hardly stand
After all is said and done
Are you still having fun?

Well, you know when youve been defeated
You dont care and you thank no one
Feeling low you will always need it
Are youre having fun...
Are you still having fun?

You dont know what it is youve done
Just to show that youre having fun

You dont know what it is youve done
Just to show that...

I can set you straight if you let me stay
I hope Im not too late
No you wont regret it
I can show you the way
And make you happy today

Yes, you know when youve been defeated
You dont care and you thank no one
Feeling low you will always need it

Well, you know when youre being cheated
Yes, you know when youve been defeated
Feeling low you will always need it
Now you*re having fun...

And are you still having fun?
Are you still having fun?
Are you still having

to those who still dont have a clue what life has in store for them.

Saturday, August 29, 2009

Not the Ultramans again

Apparently my mum managed to get hold of my old rhyming project. This is way back when, if I’m not mistaken around 2005. That long huh…? It was actually a collection of Malay poem (pantun) about Ultraman. I got it from one of my friends, so I decided to reply him with some of my own. It’s like battling.

Surprisingly, mummy posts it on her blog. Usually her blog is about serious issue and stuff. Still can’t believe it’s up there. Actually she had a good laugh and decided to help out some of my own. I suppose that this is one of the early hands on training I get from her. The special traits about her is, she doesn’t really push me in doing something at all. Just guide and support. Funny thing is, it helps me become addictive and passionate to whatever it is. Either it was bowling or even writing, aside from reviewing and appreciation of films or theater. The rest is all surrounding that made me who I am. Here’s the link to that post.

It’s been a long time since I started writing rhymes. Journey of my life. It’s nice to reflect once in a while. Sorry to say, I’m a nostalgic person. The good ol’ days. *Sigh…*

Friday, August 28, 2009

Till When (Original Rhyme)

How long has it been, since the last I hold your hand?
I know I did you wrong, but I am just a man
Hope that you see,
The changes in me
Though slowly I’ve tried,
As every night I cried

Tried to set free, from the clutches of your fist,
But still I adore and being missing all your kiss,
Couldn’t forget the day
Regret I ran away
To fulfill my ego,
And simply letting you go

Till when I should wait, for the return of you,
Now I’ve been replaced, yet I couldn’t get a clue,
I still be right here,
Lending my ears to hear,
All you need to say,
While beside you I’ll lay…

ps: thanks for the inspiration....

Sunday, August 23, 2009

Sick Cycle Carousel by Lifehouse

If shame had a face I think it would kind of look like mine
If it had a home would it be my eyes
Would you believe me if I said I'm tired of this
Well here we go now one more time

I tried to climb your steps
I tried to chase you down
I tried to see how low I could get it down to the ground
I tried to earn my way
I tried to tame this mind
You better believe that I tried to beat this

So when will this end it goes on and on
Over and over and over again
Keep spinning around I know that it won't stop
Till I step down from this for good

I never thought I'd end up here
Never thought I'd be standing where I am
I guess I kinda thought it would be easier than this
I guess I was wrong now one more time
I tried to climb your steps

I tried to chase you down
I tried to see how long I could get it down to the ground
I tried to earn my way
I tried to tame this mind
You better believe that I tried to beat this


Sick cycle carousel
This is a sick sycle, yeah
Sick cycle carousel
This is a sick cycle, yeah


Sick cycle carousel
Sick cycle carousel
Sick cycle carousel...

Ps: another tought provoking lyric by one of my fav bands. mann they're good..

Saturday, August 22, 2009

Under the Influence

Last night I was running. The worst thing was, I ran under the influence. I got plenty of energy, a bit dehydrated as my eyes open up wide like no ones business. Hrmmm, I know I shouldn’t be doing that, but it serve me well. I just have to bare the risk. I might even do it again. Being under the influence of Caffeine (Kopi Nescafe je kowt) really help in weight lost. A bit extreme, but still. Let me know if you need info.

Ps: what were yall thinking..? for crying out loud, think positive…!

Recharge Session

Something happen last Wednesday as I was working early shift. Accompany Leanne to go buy lunch. We were freezing our butt off in the club and decided to go down for a while. We were literally recharging our hotness (body temperature). Not being vain what so ever ok. It was around 12 in the afternoon. As the sun right above our head, with no fear we walk thru the hot glaring sun. We even did a countdown. Something like, recharge start in 5, 4, 3, 2 and 1 yeah….! I know its kinda lame / sengal. But who cares. Hahhaaa… All the silly thing that we do. On our way back, we walk slowly trying to get as much sun as possible. Really need to work on my tan people. Sunbath anyone..?

back again...!

Yea…! It’s that time again. In conjunction with the celebration of the first of Ramadhan, I’ve just realized that this would be my anniversary of 200th in this lil blog of mine. Still can’t believe it’s been more than a year that I’ve been blogging. This site is just simply an outlet for me, to fill up my emotions, frustration, view and such. Fail to realize that It caught the attention of so many people around. First and for most to my die hard fans (kipas susah nak mati), close friends, some of my mum’s peers and even fellow bloggers from all around the world.

Me as a blogger / lyricist / small time song writer felt honored that my artwork is being recognized by each and everyone of you. And also people from the media and such. That’s a big thing to me. But of cause, as an artist I like to be heard regardless how much airways or how much print space it gets. I don’t go for fame and glory. It’s just a sense of writing, sharpen my mind and keeping it RAW. Only time will know. But mean while ill keep writing. Try to get as many various emotion to put on the table as I grow as and artist.

Thanks ever so much for supporting. Every comment is appreciated so much. Including those on text and such. Take note: I haven’t change, just that ill be back with a vengeance. So you better take cover.

Much lov

Thursday, August 20, 2009

after the snow (Original Rhyme)

Felt like spring, on the earth that you walk,
Simple conversation, every time we talk,
Make my heart tender & undo this lock
The one that was so cold, as solid as a rock.

I tend to get lost deeply in those eyes,
Would try my best, to avoid them from cries,
Try to pace myself and be more wise,
Trust and honesty, while avoiding any lies..

Hope you are happy, now that I’m around,
Heads up little princess, push away the frown
Even though we’re apart, in 2 different towns,
My love for you, would never ever drown…

Monday, August 17, 2009

The British are Coming!

These were the words that were shouted out by Paul Revere in his famous midnight ride.

That roughly explain what happen last night. Was going around a lot of places. Meeting friends, lil sish, had dinner with the crew and such. That didn’t include the time I got lost and an early dinner with my lovely manager. Basically it was one of my best days ever up to date. It was like a catching up time with my bowling friends. Bonding (yeah right...!). As we reminisce what was before, what we’re doing now and about laptop and netbook, we had a blast and sometimes tend to forget the time and also inviting other friends to hang with us. Hahaaa… Sorry udin.

Though the crew wasn’t complete, but we kinda promise to do it weekly on Sunday night. At least we keep in touch. Care to join..? must be 4om KJ too…That’s the deal. got any takers..? Saw this on my way back home. its actually a car went upside down on the federal highway nearby LRT University exit. caused a big of a camotion there, but after that the traffic was just nice.

was too wiped out, so i went straight to bed right after my regular midnight call.. be bowling next this coming wednesday. yeay...!

17th supprise

Last Friday we had a supprise bday fo esha at her crib. Babah Zainal and Mama Radz gave us the opportunity to organized it. Udin step up and did his best. That was one of the well planned birthday surprise that I’ve seen. Of cause there’s not much, but he manage most of the things around. All of the close extended family came around. Though were minus 1. Which was the absent of Emi the leader of the crew. But still we kept her updated.

We had burgers and cake (udin), satay (jaa), seri muka durian (ibu) and carbonated drinks. I not a durian fanatic but the seri muka really taste nice. Didn’t manage to get her anything tho. But I drew something at her bday card that made all ask “ saper lah yang lukih nieh…” that’s my artwork…hahhahahah… sorry esha..

After watching Gubra, we played some group games that test our alertness, intelligence and also agility (as if). Among it are Katak, B*bi, Chinese Whisper and the clapping game? (I Don’t Know What it Is Called! ). where the heck all of this game come from.had fun tho.

Special thanks to everyone that involve and for inviting me to the cool party. Really miss each and everyone of yall. Happy belated bday princess. Reach for the stars and stay mamak forever..!

Saturday, August 15, 2009

What If (Original Rhyme)

What if you know me, yet don’t have a clue,
What if you figure it out, but it still not true?
What if you’re so certain in life, still be asking why,
You plan it a lifetime, like you never going to die,

What if you say I’m stupid, should I even care?
What if I’m not delinquent regardless how much you stare,
What if I’m happy now, does it bother you much?
Been giving bad vibes, though you don’t like to be judge

What if things change, would we still be friends?
What if when you’re down with luck, ill be your helping hand,
What if you’re leaving, I hope you finally see,
So what if I’m different, as long I stay true to me…

Thursday, August 13, 2009

My Shining Star (Original Rhyme)

You were always there, to give me support,
Even though, I don’t think I could afford,
To see my life without you, can’t imagine the pain,
Regardless if your friendship, is all I might gain,

Still can’t understand, what you see in me,
I’m full with flaws and unpredictability,
Sorrow all time, you bring back my smile,
Even if it was, just for a while

As I travel down, this dark winding road,
Want to thank you, for taking off this load,
And be beside me, when things get rough,
You’re my shining star, the one I can’t get enough..

Late Entry

Eventhough it’s a bit late for a birthday present, I would say it’s one of those things that I would appreciate the most. It’s actually a small paperbag book filled with quotes and poem by the legendary A.Samad Said of his 75years bitrthday. Which is actually next year. Nevermind that.

The deal is, he is simply brilliant. And to have a quote book of his own words is to be cherished with all my heart. The good people from ITNM (Malaysian National Institute of Translation)
did a good job in turning it in English without losing any of its content.
Thanks again for the present. Love it so much. Hugs…!

We are too busy talking to hear any answer.
Taken from “twilight of conscience”
- A Samad Said -

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

Life through my eyes

Life through my boodshot eyes
would scare a square 2 death
poverty, murder, violence
and never a moment 2 rest
fun and games r few
but treasured like gold 2 me
cuz i realize that i must return
2 my spot in poverty
but mock my words when i say
my heart will not exist
unless my destiny comes through
and puts and end 2 all of this

by Tupac Amaru Shakur 1990

Monday, August 10, 2009

My Indie Rock Darling

This is actually a title of an indie movie I watched in Urbanscape 2008. As you know I’m so much into Indies and fresh new stuff. Currently I’m listening to some demo, ep’s and album that I bought online. Among them are:

· Ana raffali – l.i.v.e.0.1
· Bo – Gemini (bedroom sanctuary)
· Reza Salleh – Smoke city
· Hunny Madu – EP
· Phlowtron – Warisan Senikata Malaya

Now you would understand why I write a lot of sad and sorrow rhyme. People like Reza Salleh, Ana Raffali, Bo, Yuna, Paolo Delfino or even Koko Kaina aka Zee Avi really are self made people that strive for success. Despite they are from Malaysian and write in English, they can still write songs that relates to us Asian moral and cluture.

I’m still in the hunt for stuff from Paolo Delfino, Malique new album ‘ok’ and the new realese Oh Chenta Ku’s album.

well thats just me. come along with me in the journey of apriciate Local Indies artist.

Friday, August 7, 2009

Rebel of society (Original Rhyme)

As I search myself in this mess up world,
I’m hoping these dust, will turn into pearl,
This world sickens me, made me want to hurl,
Maybe I should tuck in, just lie down and curl

Did I miss something? that made everything change?
All around me, is totally out of range,
We tried so hard, believe its possible,
Too much negativity, its almost unbeatable,

You simply can’t break, what’s already broken,
As I built up this wall, and strive for perfection,
Even though the innocent, has already been taken,
Rise of a rebel, now that I’m finally awaken

Goodbye To You by Michelle Branch

Of all the things I've believed in
I just want to get it over with
Tears form behind my eyes but I do not cry
Counting the days that pass me by

I've been searching deep down in my soul
Words that I'm hearing are starting to get old
Feels like I'm starting all over again
The last three years were just pretend

And I said Goodbye to you
Goodbye to everything I thought I knew
You were the one I loved
The one thing that I tried to hold on to
I used to get lost in your eyes
and it seems that I can't live a day without you
Closing my eyes and you chase my thoughts away
To a place where I am blinded by the light but it's not right

Goodbye to you
Goodbye to everything I thought I knew
You were the one I loved
The one thing that I tried to hold on to
Ooh And it hurts to want everything and nothing at the same time
I want what's yours and I want what's mine
I want you but I'm not giving in this time

Goodbye to you
Goodbye to everything I thought I knew
You were the one I loved
The one thing that I tried to hold on to

Goodbye to you
(Goodbye to you)
Goodbye to everything I thought I knew
(Goodbye to you)
You were the one I loved
The one thing that I tried to hold on to
(The one thing that I tried to hold on to)
The one thing that I tried to hold on to
(The one thing that I tried to hold on to)
Oh whoa
The one thing that I tried to hold on to

And when the stars fall I will lie awake
You're my shooting star

ps: errmmm... just let it be. bye....

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

Casualty of War (Original Rhyme)

I thought I know you, we been friends a while,
But you don’t even bother, even if I dial,
You act so stiff, when problems comes a pile,
Don’t want to open up, so you ran a mile,
Your life is well planned, like formation of tiles,
Too much of these stress, feel your life is vile

I hope you find, what you searching for,
Though I wish we’re friends, just like before,
Instead of these gaps and those tears you pour,
And left me hanging, just beside the door,
I know you need time, as your heart still sore
A victim of pain, a never ending war…

Monday, August 3, 2009

SHC returns

Hrmmm…. It’s the return of the SHC. Still ain’t telling you what it’s all about. Though some of my close friends notice it by observation. Well that’s my fault in letting my secret reveal. Not anymore. People still wonder what it is all about.

The last time I went for theater @ DBKL I encounter a lot of SHC. Immediately I text my lil sis saying that

“Banyak SHC sini…
Can’t I just lay down on the ground and just drop dead?
Then say its part of the play.
Man things can get rough in here”

Yes I know It’s pathetic. But who cares.

“People who mind don’t care, but people who care don’t mind”

even just now i saw one person having this SHC which really caught my eye. manage to have a chat with her. it really made my dull morning more interesting. just ask the front desk people, how i adore that thing that just pass by my twinkling eyes. hrmmmm... can i have 1 for myself at least..? pretty plish...! well that was just a dream.....

Well that is something that I like and want. But doesn’t mean I need it. I suppose its just a phase. It’s just admiring a trait of a certain thing. Of cause you go gaga over it, but still.

ps: SHC is not what this pic represent. its just not...!

Saturday, August 1, 2009

Im not me?

Recently I had a long talk with my emotional consultant which happens to be my very good friend of 5 years. She said that I’ve CHANGE. I look up to her but never really listen to what she got to say. She’s good at cold readings stuff. Something like you understand when a person is born and how they carry them self. And immediately she could figure you out. Not all the things that she said are true, but nevertheless there are things that were. Or maybe I’m in denial to accept the truth.

She said that
What happen to the old you?
The one that seldom smiles?
The one who can say things without filter?
Regardless how it makes other people feel?
The hip hop you?
The one that was so mysterious?
If people would know you back then, they wouldn’t be so close to you.

At first I wonder, isn’t that a good thing? Yeah I miss the old me. But I suppose that as we grew up, you tend to leave your youth and immaturity along with those years. Was it the environments that change me? Or the experience? or maybe im just faking myself to be who i am now. which is totally not me.

But still she always kept me thinking. What’s the point you say such things in the first place? Mcm pelik gak larr. Hrmmmm…. She also track down the traits of girl that I’m attracted to. And surprisingly its so consistant. Never realized it at all. When you been friends so long, you tend to see that. We usually share each other problems and such.

All the sudden last night she gave me this :

I was surprised that she gave me this. Up to date is my favorite present so far this year around. Still things that is made by their own hand. To me, if you buy stuff for someone’s birthday is common. Anyone can buy it. But if you do it, you be taking some time, energy, effort and thought in it. I suppose I appreciate those more. But I did edit it a bit though. Jangan nak tanya kenapa.

Thanks ever so much for understanding me. Your like a sister that I never had. The way you make me realized that I’ve change to be a better person is very devilish and cunning. Now that she is married and a baby on the way, I guess ill be losing a very good friend of mine. Thanks for everything and I HATE you even MORE.. hahhahaaaaa….!.

baby july

theres several bday in the month of july.
it was like a whole month fiesta. among them were

4th : Liyana (uranium)

14th : Alex and JaA

25th : Aiz

29th : Azim

31st : Safa & Ikhbal
Congrats for making it this far and a year younger.
Regardless if your a crab or a lion,
hope you guys reach for your dreams and have a blast while you at it.

"kejar pelangi mu ke hujung dunia"
-Laskar Pelangi-.

happy belated birthday people....!