Thursday, August 27, 2009
out of boredom
i took a short break last night before finishing off a reading and somehow i remembered a handful of videos i had watched a few months back... i found them again and you shall start opening New Tabs in your browser. here they are:
Friday, August 21, 2009
ramadhan
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
bring them back to me
faith..
strength..
armor..
and a place to stand on..
bring them back to me..
Sesungguhnya Engkaulah Maha Pemberi..
Thursday, August 6, 2009
Stories.
It was in my car, I can't surely remember but I think it was 4 of us. All four of us (me, Fadzil, Shahrul and Zulfadhli) went to the National Stadium to watch one of the games in the World Cup. The match was between Cameroon and.. I can't remember. Yeah, it was in Brunei and the Stadium was bigger than the one we have.
The ticket only cost, surprisingly, $10 per person. We arrived at the parking lot, and this one guy who looked like a Korean stopped us at the parking entrance. He put two cones in front of us and shouted "If your car manages to go past between these two cones, then you can watch the game." I thought we should just give it a shot. Zul was the driver, he said there was no way the car can go past the cones. Ridiculous. We tried to find another entrance to the parking lot. We found one and this time, an old lady were asking for the tickets. We told her we haven't bought them yet because we were planning to buy them in the stadium. What an old b*tch, she didn't let us in, instead she offered us cheap tickets ($2 each), that way she could let us in.
We agreed to the deal. And of course it was one heck of a deal. $2!!! The tickets were legitimate. And we didn't bother to wonder why it was very cheap. We got inside the stadium, the match already kicked off. We saw Alif, I chose to sit next to him and we played Blackjack together. What a weird time to play a card game.
sample photo. source nowpublic.com
A group of security guards approached us. We wondered what was going on but in the back of our heads, we knew it had got to do with the cheap tickets. And we were right. The guards ordered us to leave the stadium, but we insisted on staying. They played hard with us, but their big bodies didn't scare our egos. Instead, we beat them till they bled. People were watching us. We laughed as we made our way to the exit door. Samseng banar. Another group of security guards were following us, we had a runaway car ready, it was Fadzil's. "Laju masuk semua!", he yelled. We got in, we laughed with pride and managed to escape.
I opened my eyes, I realised I forgot to turn off the light in the beginning. I looked at the clock, it was 4am and I was feeling so fresh that I didn't need to go back to sleep, but I did.. because I wanted the story to continue. I turned off the light this time.
It was not what I expected. In fact, I found myself sitting at the front of a classroom full of primary school kids. I am not sure what I was doing there, for sure I was not a teacher, because there already was a teacher.. standing. One of the students got punished for not answering a question correctly. She turned out to be my classmate in UBD! Hahaha. The punishment was to go the front and sit next to me so that she could ask me what the answers to the series of incoming questions given to other students are.
Someone knocked the door, it was 5.30am. It was my dad, I asked him to wake me up at that exact time. I turned on the light, opened the door, said "awu pa..". He went away. I closed the door, turned off the light and took a short nap until 6.15am.
I got myself ready for a new day at UBD.
;)
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