A Smoky Summit

As of the 30th of July 2008

An ambiance beyond any words could portray.
Imagine this, being so high up in the sky, staring at the stars scattered across the purple sky, overlooking the colourful city lights, seeing the world smaller than it seems, evoking that tiny sense of superiority, while the gentle night wind stroking against your skin. As you watch your problems crumble down, flake out, and diminish away.

As if that doesn't rhyme with perfection just yet, let's add two bongs of sweet, savoury SHISHA'S and you'll automatically forget that you're on earth for a while.


Good things don't come easy. We all had to climb up an almost endless flight of spiral stairs, with no frikkin railing (!)to reach Tot's giant mansion's balcony. It suck Harris's balls harder as he had to carry two shisha bongs. The sight, the vertigo, made my already weak legs, collapse, and wiggle themselves away from the edge of the balcony, leading my back to a wall, to a surface. The thought of "surface" is so so reassuring at the time. Even the gourd-darnnit balcony doesn't have railings O_O . One false trip, and a loud, disturbing "CRACK !" and a little "SPLAT !" will be the last thing you'll ever hear.


But soon, after the charcoals had turned fiery orange, and bubbles started to rumble inside the bong, and smoke began to spread out, the fatigue, the vertigo, and the dillemas , instantly diminished along with the flavorful clouds. A laughable attempt of sounding wise and old when I said " This is one of the finer things in life" . My forehead is super-hard-whack-worthy I know, but it's true. I'll say the same thing too even if Im 88 years old with a white beard stretched to my wrinkly belly.


Everything stood to a stand still, every minute passed was compulsory to be savoured. Chit and chatters, a little blurred by the soft screech of the wind, did nothing but elevated the whole sensation. This is the good ol' life. Kinda ironic isn't it, an EMO (HAH !) dude cherishing life ;)













Tot throwing a glowing radioactive chunk of a mysterious crystal, to the ground. In about 4 years, it'll decay and release a deadly purple gas that will turn everyone to zombies that their diet consists of only brains, occasionally eyeballs as dessert. And Capcom will release their final installment of their Resident Evil franchise, that's gonna get awesome reviews on it's realism.

The Grass Is Sharper On The Other Side.

SO THIS IS IT , THIS IS IT (!!)


You know when you're over a phase, and you're crossing to the other one, but most of the time you don't realize the skipping process ? . Like, when you see your baby pictures and look at your thickening stubble, and your mum would say " They grow up sooo fast :')" . Like, you won't notice day by day, how much of a millimeter your moustache is growing and the next thing, you're smelling shaving foam in the morning ? . Oh yes. But this time, THIS TIME, I am completely aware of this process :D .

AND ON THE 28TH OF JULY, I AM FINALLY A COLLEGE BOYY :DD .

So the diagram

Sperm and Ovum -> Baby -> Kid + Primary school -> Teen + High School + Hormones kicking in -> Adult ( 18's adult right ? ) + Collegeeee ! :D

Sorry for the extreme exaggeration, I exaggerate when I get excited. And heccckkk, can't you tell ? :DD

ANYWAYS,


On the journey, I was restless as a fish in the Sahara. The constant jam of the Usj roads, helped a bit in delaying the anxiety. OMG OMG, Im starting college already ? This soon ? . Why do I feel like I registered yesterday ? . OMG I'm so gonna be an outcast. OMG I'm so gonna have stink-eyes, following everywhere I move. Breatheeee, breathe.

As I arrive, the anxiety toned down to a safe state, when I saw a crowd, way smaller than what I imagined. But of course, not lowered down completely, for stink eyes still did trail me. Checked and signed the official-looking list, got myself a free goody bag and me and Faye were ordered to head to the Orientation room. Or as I like to call it, PADANG PERHIMPUNAN :D

Before the speech and all started, we had to be shown a presentation of merged videos on the SEGi's annual dinner and the leadership camp. And that, left me a good first impression on the hepps factor of the college I'm gonna spend my 2 and a half years with :)

The speeches, were of course, boring. I swear it sounds exactly the same as the static-like bla-bla-bla's of my old principal. What made it less boring was that there was no such sentence as "Siapa rambut panjang, pengawas sila tarik ke tepi" .


Then there were the orientation, and the ice-breaking games. Oh, how I loathe the effects of ice breaking sessions on my stomach. The first game, we had to make two circles. One inner, and one is outer. The inner had to face the outer. Pretty much, it's the human wheel of fortune ! . So you have to talk the person you're facing, and the first one I had to talk with, was Faye. Pfft easy :P . Then the inner circle will spin, and stop, making the inner circle to meet another person from the outer circle. The second one was Sharol, a malay looking chinese who's a student council, who twitches cutely :) . Then, the third is Hakeem, a dude from Kemuning I think.

The circle finally stopped spinning. And the tomboy-ish senior from the student council stepped out to call out people to recall back who had they met during the roulette. Crap, I hate this part. And why, because I was called out -_- . And due to the fact, that I already know three of the people there, and two new people I've met, I set a new record of claiming out 5 person :D

Then, the second game. Shoot, when will it end -_- . For the second game, we were divided to groups. And this time, you've to remember the names of the person along with the gesture made by them.

If my memory still serves me right, it was

Fafa with the big smile :D

Wanda with the hair ruffle.

Mus with the shaking rock-on(!) hand signal.

Philip with the Pop Tha' Colla'

Zharin with the hair stroke.

Sin Ki with the kawaiiii pose :P

Mei Li with a double peace, where the finger tips twitches down and up. ( The "konon-nyaa" sign )

Aman with the thumbs pointing at him, all AFUNDI like.

And Faye with the ultraman, or some japanese in complex-looking-tight-suits hero pose

And me with the arm flexed, strong man pose :D.

And after that's done, names are called again to repeat the names and the poses. AND WOOOPITYY POO ! , i was chosen again :D , -_-

I got a rating of 5/10 , not too shabby ;p


HOW DARE they skipped lunch and carry out the faculty briefing first o____o . My stomach rumbles sounds louder than the dude's speech. As we were handed out the schedule, my eyes grew as big as eggs O_O when I saw

28th July - 2pm-4pm (Colours And Form)

The class is starting today as welllll ? O_O . Holy Crap, I didn't even bring my pencilbox and my thinking cap. Well-Oh-Well at least there's lunch to fill up my brain fuel.

Thank God for the fabulous, rm5 coupon ! . I had to only pay 60 cents for a plate of fried rice with fried chicken, a sausage, and a meatball and a mango flavored, aloe vera bits loaded, Justea :)

And the class ! , to save the bit of the lecturer having to ask each of everyone's name, we had to stand up and tell a little info abt ourselves, like name, nickname, the school, the course, and etc. After some had already done with their intro, OF COURSE, I had to be picked, YET AGAIN(!), to tell the names back to the lecturer. I think it was because of the bright orange t-shirt I was wearing -_- . I'll never wear that t-shirt again, until I know it's safe. The intro went on and on and on, I got bored, I doodled on the free notebook they gave, along with the purpose of marking my property :D :






The class ended 30 minutes early. Mercyy had shown light. Loitered around Summit before Pa and Ma picked me and Faye up. Mann, my brain hadn't got that much strain (out of excessive self pump-ups) since SPM . And for that, I crashed like a sloth on shrooms. All and all, it's still a bother knowing that you're kinda back to school, but since there's no obstructions on the hair, and the little preview of a swell college life waiting ahead, I am STOKED ! :DD

Swirls Of The Sweet And Spooky.

This post is a combo of my Saturday and Sunday


THE SATURDAY

Saturday was my sister's early birthday celebration ( her real one is on the 27th btw). And we had a PARTYYYY :D . I don't know, it had balloons, and when you see balloons, you'll think of parties. The scattered colourful balloons were in great contrast of how the party were. There was no music, no games and no pin-the-tail-on-the donkey. Just a plain get-together and a merry making, food eating thing. But the chit and chatters that bounces off from relatives to relatives that filled the whole house gave the whole feeel, the whole party-ish vibe throughout the whole thing. And most of the time, I like it that way :). It feels somewhat comfortable.

The main highlight of the party was of course, my sister, Yadda Yadda(Brother sister ego thing), so..




Happy Birthday Nur Adilah (Takyah nak mengada Adylala, Adeylah ke apa) Binti Romli -_- . (Hahah jk, replace "-_-" with ":))" or ":DD" )

The other highlights :

Oh and here's Rosli. He was mentioned in the last few paragraphs of the post "Remnants of Almondy Daim Cake"



Sorry if the video's a bit long. This bugger just won't concentrate. But the wait is definitely worth the reaction.

The thing left him in shivers, almost traumatized. Along with a trembly tone of "Jahat gila abang Ashraf". Even offered the ps2 controller, he refused with a shaky head gesture. Man, there's something wrong alright. Oh myy, felt super superrr guilty for laughing at him :S

Oh and for my present, I made yet another t-shirt :)


Sprinkles The Zombie Cupcake



She wore this to Sunway Pyramid. Felt a tad proud :8)


AND ON SUNDAY


Today I went to Wondermilk, for the first time. I really like the name. Wonder, milk. It sounds like if you drink it, you'll get temporary super powers.

Matt, Pithang and Aiq gathered at my house before heading to Wondermilk. Kinda felt like a rombongan . And dear mercy, Matt's car wouldn't start. Countless attempts of turning and turning the key, but to no avail. Only quick engine rumbles and beeps was heard.

We all cramped in Pithang's black kancil, and we moved out.

Hana , Hanu and surprisingly, Nabil were already there. As we all sat down, Hanu flipped away her Sejarah textbook, and we made merry over earl gray tea and cupcakes. Haha okay, I just wanted to say that just for the complexity of imagining it out. Only me and Aiq had cupcakes, "Cookies And Cream Dream" cupcakes. Myyy, the icing is so soo sooo scrumptious. Would've been mentally tastier if it was bigger, and cheaper :P

Hanu gave me a serban and a girly bracelet as souvenirs from Mekah . AWHH THANKYOUUU HANUU ! :DD
YOUUU ROCKKK !
Now I can either make my dad proud, or be a Raingers.

Then, me and Matt accompanied the girls and their window-shopping at Cats Whiskers. And we were the only two guys in the shop -_- . Segan-nya. Hahaha.

And for the real shopping, we all headed to the Giant Mall after that. And hear in Giant, this is the place where you'll feel awkward for dressing to the nines, and you'll feel just right when your in pants, slippers and XL's corny designed T-shirt.

After Hana bought all of her UM's necessities, then Hanu decided to take on Hollywood. Well, not yet. But this video show's a definite potential that she'll be there someday :D



I don't think this audition is uploaded here yet, but when it does. Go vote for her :D
And I think my sis is entering as well, vote for her too !

http://upload.gua.com.my/kawankarina/semuapenyertaan/index.asp

Ha-ha-haa, the weekends sure helped a LOT in calming down my anxiousness for the orientation tomorrow :)

A Hero Handsome-er Than Shah Rukh Khan.

As of 19th Of July 2008

HAPPYY BIIIIRTHDDAAAAYYYYYYYY PAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA' !! :))



This is the man I'm talking here,
His beard often leaves little kids in fear,
But trust me, he has a lot to offer,
Like generosity way bigger than a Whopper.


He likes to create his little squiggles,
Masterpieces he called his "Doodles"
Equipped with his favorite colour pencils,
He's bound to leave all of us dazzled.


His passion for minor details and simplicity,
Goes in harmony with his tremendous creativity,
Of limitless shades of green he'll seek beauty,
In rotting leaves and swaying trees.

Not much of a fan of the latest gizmos,
He doesn't even have a handphone just so you know,
But to look burdened, never once did he show,
Not much as a surprise as he likes to live it low.


His top priority is to answer His every call,
To get His blessing, he'll do it all,
I'm thankful for not being blocked by the wall,
The wall of the lost, the deluded ,of the ones that'll fall.


He loves fruits like none other,
He'll eat it it all or put in down the blender,
To create juices that does the taste buds wonder,
Not to mention, a miracle for the congested bladder.


Surprisingly he can even cook,
A magical touch was all it took,
To create nasi goreng,cucur udang and even cekodok,
That tastes supremeeeee, oh Pa you rock.


As once said, perfection is unachievable
Let alone a son with his spirit so feeble,
But I swear I'm building it up a little by little,
Sorry for the shortcomings, I did only what I was able.


One day If I'm a filthy billionaire,
I'll get your Hummer and I'll take you anywhere,
I'll build your dream getaway that you don't have to share,
But for now, HAPPY BIRTHDAY, and please take care :)

Soother Of The Sick

As of 16th Of July 2008

INTRODUCING(!)..






As if it's not ironic enough for a box of ciggies to be named after something that's supposed to do good for the body. This one, this one just blows -_-


For a non-smoker, I don't know how to tell if a cig tastes good, or bad. All I know is that they all smell rather unpleasing. But this one, this one was (or as I thought) different. The box wrote "fruity flavored" and there's a small shisha icon imprinted on the box. As my friend took one out, a faint whiff of a familiar scent really tempted me hard. I, smelt, shiiiishaaaaaa :O . I thought "One puff won't hurt" , with all hopes focused on inhaling sweet, flavorful smoke.

Ha-ha-haaa, and this time, curiosity did kill the cat.


*BUHUKKKK(!)* . I hauled a loud, ugly cough,

I didn't even complete one motion of sucking, the natural flow of the inhaling process was cut abruptly, as shit-tasting clouds choke me all the way to my throat. I choked and gasped and had all my saliva tasting like crap. The taste and heat that lingers around my mouth was killing me. Faye and Myvi forced their way through the ciggs that's worth RM 8.20 for 20's . Their laughs sounded more like cries of regret.
My savior of the day, was swwwweeeet, mercifuuul, MENTOS SOURMIX :))

The torment did not end there, alongside with the motive of not wanting 8 bucks to go to waste. A dare was held.

Whoever manly enough to finish four shitty-spa-ciggies in one go, will be rewarded with Pall Mall ciggies.

This adds another disturbing meaning to "Race For Cancer".

Najee and Zai took the challenge like real men, and only one proved to be one :


CONTESTANT ONE : NAJEE



CONTESTANT TWO : ZAI




And clearlyyyyy, the winner is..

*A long, unnecessary pause*

ZAIIII :D


Anything that goes on backstage is always ugly. And in contrast of how happy Zai looked in the video, he limped his way to the cashier (to pay for the Nan) like he was high on crack.

For now and hopefully to end,I'll stick to good ol' "Bubblegum" the arabian way 8)

You "Dork" (!)

"Pagi yang gelap, kini sudah terang.." (8)


Heck, we sure are different,
Although we bear the same name,
Like, you're a stick and I'm a log.
Like, you're cool but I am LAME :)


You and your Topman shirts,
Of gray coloured, and purple,
For everytime, and everyday,
You guys are sure inseparable :D

You could look like a girl,
Luckily you went for the darned NS,
If not, you'd be adorable,
But that'll get ugly for you and your ass ;)


It'll remain as a myth, a mystery,
Why you're named after a car you never drove,
But what is weirder is that,
You got the looks but is still DESPERATE for love.


(HAHAHAHAHAH, ni sengaja nak bagi kembang kaw kaw)

You suck so bad that you suck eggs, (literally)
You dork, you wimp, NO, you shut up !
No matter how tough you'll get with the shakes,
You still didn't finish watching 2 Girls 1 Cup.


Thanks for being one of the mildest,
For late night pillows and such,
For being so naive, for being so gullible,
For every pranks that made you go "YOUU BIATCH!!!!!"


Yes time's fleeting, and fast,
Everyone's leaving and you're the last,
Whatever's in the past is in the past,
But what's infront was my ass ( Masa kau bawak wira tadi)

Take care man, I really am gonna, m..m..mmm..urgh(!), miss you -_-


All the best for your journey ahead (and spanking Air Asia's stewardess while you're at it)

Begedel's The Malaysian Meatball

As of 12th of July 2008

It's starting to become a bothering fact, that everything MUST happen on Saturdays -_- . And on the last one, there were the Independent Soiree, Cheer 08, Sri Kl's carnival and a gig that my friend's band was performing. Ugghhh, what brain clutter.

And in the end, I had to go to my cousin's house for dinner. Yes I would explode to irrational mutters , but I've to be fair. I've been out almost everyday (I think it was everyday) for the past week. So yeah, family comes first ? /:) . Right-O, the perfect excuse to just kill the monster burden of where to go's and what to do's.


And on the way there, we ordered 70 frikkin sticks of Satay :D . Ooo I love satays. And drinks, and this cherry chews(for myself), omg the cherry chews was addiction.

After Maghrib, the rest of the relatives came. And the feast was finally served :D . Officially I mean, it was served earlier, but it was not properly done. Still, I had nibbles of the excellent begedels here and there ;p

The menu was Meehoon soup, and of course the 70 sticks of SATAYYY :D . The moment I can't tuck my belly back in place, I've sworn myself that I won't have big dinners from that night on. Sworn the same oath a gajillion times before this, never once did it work. Nadda -_-

The little toddlers Aiman, Alfian and Numair, never failed to lighten up the moment. The video down here shows little Alfian and one of his many manyy, mischievous antiques :) :



Let's just hope he won't be bulimic o_o

*Random fact :
Alfian's brother, Aiman, once cried because he pushed a wall, and it won't budge.


Then, we went inside to play the computer. And we did the Impossible Quiz 2 ! .
If some of you guys actually tried the first one, I think I already put a link in one of my posts. Then you guys would know how much of a brain torture the little nutter is. So, here's the second one :

http://www.addictinggames.com/theimpossiblequiz2.html

Happy brain-tearing guys :)

Hannan asked me to doodle on his pencil box, So I did :) :


Bulldoggy (front)


Buldoggy's Arse


Handsome ain't it ?

The colour's a bit too sloppy. The material's just too slippery to colour the pastels on :/ . The shirt marker just won't work on it (and it's out of ink anyways), so I had to use a black permanent marker.


Salam-ed everyone. Secret handshake-ed Hannan, then we head back home :)