Cock and Bull....

as i was blog hopping, i stumbled upon one of my good friend's current excerpt and which i think... a topic that SHOULD be a concern. thank you encik sung for pointing it out... btw... it was high time you update your blog. i keep reading when creative ppl get funny ke apo ntah.

so... yes... im muslim. most of my friends are. of course not all are good muslims, including myself. however, i still have basics, and prayers are very important. although i say that, sometimes i still accidentally miss it. so... judge yourself where do you stand. and i know im not the best person to conduct this theory on islam or anything to relate to that. but i do have some pieces of mind that i would love to share.

this problem has actually been a while around the environment i live in. stories saying islam is that and this... based on word of mouth. of course it makes islam sound like the coolest religion and all. however, is it right to give people the spirit of islam, and explaining to the non-muslim, using lies, fibs, myths, untrue stories?

myth one: as my friend sung explained, neil armstrong was a muslim, right after he went to the moon. and it turned out... NOT. please sung, if you have this article anywhere, which you could share... please do tell me. it is an opportunity to open the eyes of others as well.

myth two: during the timor timor incident few years back, there were articles in papers, saying that these groups of extremist christians were about to burn down a mosque. as they were about to approach that, while massacring the muslims who were defending the mosque, a group of 'people' in white came out of nowhere, some with horses, and defended the mosque without having a scracth. the christians were scared, some converted, some ran, and the mosque was safe. MAIN question is... is it EVEN TRUE? was the journalist who was there... was actually.... THERE?

myth three: okay... as a sabahan... im sooooo offended. totally. after the Greg Storm... came up stories of how these kadazan/dusun individuals make orgies, totally drunk, they even gave a cat like... one chug of tapai. some of them had sex with each other's wives, some even agreed that their kids have sex with their friends, or their friends' kids. and as the result of that... He showed his wrath. i was there during the aftermath. shipping containers on side roads, boats on the shore, some of them were even on the road, a LOT of roofs came out from the strong wind. now... question.... was there any pictures? any proof? any actual proof from someone who WAS actually there?

of course there are much more stories of explaining the power of Allah. those myths were just to name a few. now... are those real. ive even heard some of it used as a tazkirah, taklim when i was i high school. wont the person be having a big sin, since he's telling the whole jemaah (community of islam that attends the talk at that time) of this cock and bull story? and nt only does is end there... these jemaah would then tell others. and others to others. so... make sure... YOU HAVE your sources right. dont say... ive heard. this is not a ghost story. its about islam. please. one true... the turkey earthquake... the rest of the building in this area fell... except for this one masjid. now that's something to ponder. google it up.

btw... please feel free to show me any proofs on the myths that i explained earlier... IF you have any RELIABLE sources. better if you have someone of personal experience... for example... if you can get neil armstrong to say it himself... that he actually IS a muslim... then... please do show it to the whole world. you can even start here. :).

till then... HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! (fact... nih bukan tahun baru untuk islam. tahun baru islam end of january... AWAL MUHARRAM! hahaha. well good info for non-muslims who dont know rite?)

Reaching out....

it was a cool weekend... friday... went clubbing... saturday... bowling... and at nite clubbing again... then the next day watched a movie. of course... although i have to admit king kong was NOT fun to watch... but the fact that i was watching it outside bintulu... and actually spent time away from bintulu for 3 days... it was priceless.

and what a cool way to end the weekend... by going on a scooter with a friend.by the beach, tak pakai helmet.... i must say... my balls were left at home. i was the bitch. hahahaah. rasa cam such a rempit moment of my life. hahahha. but fun though. quite fun.

anyway... its the new year's this weekend... and... IM HEADING TO KK!! damn i miss sabah. heck... going to miri was already quite a blast as it was a far cry much more better than depressing bintulu. probably going to shennanigans. but in the morning i'll probably be heading out to kundasang to meet up with my friends.... we'll see how it goes eh? coz i soooooo want to see my miss melody. all cute and cuddly and mencairkan and all. huuu huu. who is miss melody? like the hottest filipino girl that has ever actually talked to me!! heck... hottest girl who actually ever DID talk to me!! sorry ija... she's much more hotter. hahaha.

anyway... i was sitting down... and thinking... the chances we make sometimes... are they all worth it? seriously.... what kind of choices must we go for? waiting for a love that's not being returned... no matter how high the hopes may seem? you must know... it's still just... a hope. is it worth waiting for someone who's been pushing you to the gutter god knows so many times? is it worth waiting for someone who is still in a relationship?is it worth breaking up with someone who has actually been there for you for so long... that you're so accustomed to their way... that sometimes.. when they're gone... you just feel... incomplete? is it worth sitting down waiting for a new job... a job that definitely fits your every criteria, a job that you know, you'll wake up smiling and feeling so eager to go to?is it worth just waiting, and watching the person of your dreams smile and pass by you everyday, without actually knowing how you feel?

at this point of life... somehow... my Carpe Diem... doesnt really seem to apply as much as it did back then. but it still does apply on certain aspects of my life. and i think... in terms of deciding whether that risk is worth taking or not.... i think it's up to each individual. buy that expensive custom made les paul guitar if u want to, as long as you think its worth the risk, get the girl, buy that expensive car, take that job, as long as you know... what to do... what to react... if things... just dont happen the way you dream it to happen... coz if you dont see it coming... it will SUCK... and you know, you will... feel like CRAPT....

reaching for the sun.....

Elsewhere....

just got of the phone with one of the most adorable ladies i came to know... my dearest kakak... lana-chan. congrats in your freshly new job. :). it kinda dawned me... that most people i know now are working... being adults... heck... people dont call you by your nick name anymore. things are really changing. one difference though... so far, right now, i know that working people are looking forward to weekends. as for me... i dont even feel its a weekend. it just passes by like that. basically... if you're in bintulu... time is nothing much. you grow old, but you wont even feel a thing... because... most of the time.... for spare time... you do nothing. that's the thing i would love to change now. start some outdoor thingy... full pump of testerone and all... yeapp.... but somehow... i think non-locals around here really need gorgeous women. sigh. but everyone knows... growing up... is not the best thing we're looking forward to. being able to be young, play around, hang out and watch TV with your friends, throwing snowballs at each other, and where teenage drama is widely displayed... by yourself... as well as by others.... heh. how would i trade my current life with the past four years and relive it again... no matter how sucked it got towards the end.

random thoughts... i never knew that speaking sabahan, not caring where you are... eventhough a densely populated area with semenanjungs... could actually attract a lot of ppl. i dont know if i should apply it in semenanjung. hmmm. maybe... we'll see. i'd probably need faidz's help on this one... introduce me to new group of ppl... and speak sabahan as if ive never stepped foot in KL before. heheh.

i dont understand sometimes... how people say that want to care about certain people... and say.. 'i understand what you're going through' and bla2. honestly... that's a load of crapt. what's more loaded with crapt are those who are trying to help those in dire need... without understanding what predicament they're going through. and what's waaaay more loaded crapt than the previous ones... are those who cause all these predicaments... and act as if nothing has happened, and think they can just patch things up the people they hurt around them after the other crashed and burned. understand this.... those people were there for you when things were fucked up for you back then, those people were there for you when everyone wasnt there for you, those people were there for you for a big portion of your life... regardless how you treat them, what they're condition is, REGARDLESS.... they were still there for you. and dont think they can just smile and act like nothing happened. please... understand.... some people may not have it easy like you do... so please.... understand......

weird... you know... being a pizza delivery guy... who's working on a Friday night for the past three years... ive developed the strangest habit. when my colleagues or friends start making plans for a friday night... id be thinking suddenly whether i'll be working at Pizza Bella, and till wat time will i be working. who will be working with me... and dreading the rush hour that's about to hit later in midnite and somehow... almost everytime... 30 minutes before we close. i know i wasnt having much fun working at the pizza place... but the fact how it really got to me after these three years... it was weirdly awesome? somewhat. heh.

hear from you guys soon... oh and fera dearest.... please do call me when abe and marien are there. i sooo want to hear to all three of you. dpt skype pun dah cukup cool. take care guys....

Pretentious....

it was another hectic weekend. and to make things worse... im eating like a pig. pigging out on excessive unnecessary food. i had my first shark fin soup... no only do i feel guilty of pigging to it... but also feeling guilty for creating a demand for shark's fin, hence causing an illegal hunt and killlings of these innocent magnificent beasts of the sea. yes... i did think that. i cant help it... im an animal lover. dammit.

so far... there's one hot girl here where i work. sadly... she's leaving soon to join MAS cabin crew. damn it... the good ones always slip away. hence leaving me the poor lonely fudger association here in good ol' bintulu.

im sitting down at this hotel for this conference thingy right now... and im beginning to develop some random thinking. how some individual are so pretentious.its already bad enough that they lie to others, but the worst thing is that they're lying to themselves... and not even noticing the fact that things are probably are going to screw up if they keep this up.

if an individual deserves a recognition, deserves something better than where s/he is currenlty, but the environment somehow could not allow the change, DONT demotivate them, dont purposely mock them up in their face. and you wonder why i hate corporate bullshit. from GE, microsoft, and overcontrolling right winged media... (CNN one example).

i cant wait to chill in KK this new year's meet up with sum1... AND meet up with faidz this coming january. hehehehehe. we're going to paint the town red my brother. with or without abe, sadly. wish you could be here nnt bro. but obviously you're chilling with fera and marien and todi in the UK... so bleerrgh to you guys instead. heheheh.

random thought..... are we going to make ourselves be the ones who do not take the risk, and just actually say fuck it to all our to-do list in life? and just look back 10-15 years later and regret for all the could haves and should haves? i think we should do something about it.... as for me... i have to wait.... till im financially stable......

missing something in my life rite now...

hidup ALIF TA WAU association... with regards... -> jiraiya sama.

Ulu nyalau...

i must say... last weekend was the most hectic weekend since i got to bintulu. the young executives club (YEC) were assigned to give some motivational talk to the locals. initially, i was assigned with about 6 other committee members to give some motivational stuff for the kids. in the plan, there was suppose to be bout 20-30 kids under 12 only. but it turned out to be 50 kids under 10. and entertaining them really did suck the life out of me. and most of the time... we DIDNT even follow our program tentatives. it was fun for the 1st hour. but then things started to get really shitty when i was tired... and they followed me everywhere i went. im not trying to say im a good entertainer to kids or anything, but dear god... i just did one magic, and helped them cheered a lot... somewhat. but then honestly... i felt like i was some head mafia gangster... coz these lil boys kept following me wherever i went. totally suffocating. i couldnt even get some rest. and it started from 1030am till 430pm. imagine having at least 30 kids connecting to you like glue. it was fun... but it really got tiring towards the end. but hey... anything for the kids..... (do i sound like father of the year or what? hehe).

the kampung was awesome. what they dont have... cellphone network... electricity.... and water. basically, their electricity comes from generator, and their water comes from the rain that they collected throughout the year. but seriously... minus the kids... it'd be one of the most relaxing place ive ever been to. no cellphone ringing... just winds blowing, and nice ppl to talk to. i mingled around with locals easily as i speak some brunei. 'au tah... bulih tah ku berkurapak brunei sikit, tapi batah banar ku indak berkurapak, payah banar'. :D. heheh. but anyway, the makcik2 were cool, i had kari kijang for the first time, didnt get the chance to taste the pelanduk though. but then the pakcik2 has already offered to take me hunting if i wanted to. and dude... another manly thing to add to my list. hunting with a bunch of men holding a rifle in the dark nite and bbq-ing wild deer right after we skewer him under the fire. yummm....

all in all... it was awesome... of course the kids were getting annoying... but then again... they were just... kids. there's a lot more they need to know. for the time being... the best thing to teach them is... how to have FUN. no skema2 thing... just pure kick ass FUN. and the kampung... full of culture, tradition, and education....

mari sorak... sorak lagiiiii..... (i really lost my voice)


irfan blaine in action....


more kids... tearing up my spirit bit by bit


the last bit of my energy... about 1 hour later....


di kerumun.....


notice how i cant get them off myback. wish i could bred them into a bunch of triads and get to serve me when i need them for whacking someone.....

setting sun of nyalau



blood screening test for the elderlies....


sate buntut ayam....


ps:- i tried one bit of buntut ayam. BLEEECCCH!!! tak sedap bodoooo. jangan try... JANGANNNN. not only its high in cholesterol, but also tak sedap.

CITY OF GOD....

Probably a lot of people has watch City Of God... but i just did last weekend. its a movie that revolves around the poverty of transferred slaves from africa to Rio De Janeiro, Brasil. basically... it was about brasilian hoodlums. little kids at the age of 8, 10, already started snorting coke, smoking joints, and worst of all... murdering people. some of them deserved it... most of them... didnt. kids around this age was already owning a hand gun. what scary about the movie was... it was a true story revolving around the 60's to 70's. i would love to give away more info about the movie... but, it was SUCH A GOOD MOVIE, that i prefer to leave to my readers and watch it themselves.



the cinematography, the script, the story line was mind blowing. ive always thought the best mobster movie was snatch, lock stock, pulp fiction, godfather. however... i must say that this movie... top it the most. the story teller was part of the story himself, and how he try to stay away from the hoodlum life, and his observation of how the hood in City Of God grew gradually from the start of 'the tender trio', 'lil Ze and Benny', to how he actually jump start his career by benefiting the situation in a legal way. i cant even come to explain the drama, the climax, the gore, the action, and how each different set of characters were able to make you concentrate and just leaves you sitting on your couch in awe. its definitely a movie worth watching. although the main character, which is the story teller is not that good of an actor, i think, personally, but seriously... the whole story totally made up for that. it was just... unexplainably... AWESOME. it kinda made me thankful, that i did not have to grow up a hard living, in a fucked up neighbour hood full of coke, weed, sex, and murder. would even be able to go to US, nevertheless SAS. ntah2, i wont even know how to speak english, and pillaging innocent lives for their daughters and money. god knows the what ifs. and i thank Him for putting me here. of course its bintulu... it sucks... but its not that bad. yes its not exactly KK, or KL, but im still breathing, and making money.

well... watch CITY OF GOD... it'd be cooler if anyone would buy me the DVD... hehehehe. WAY COOLER. WAAAAY COOLER. ehem. thank you... take care... and later....