Dear ladies,
Doesn't it hurts you seeing a man choosing another man as their life partner?
Weren't you good enough? Weren't you a good mother?
How can you let them take your throne in men's heart?
Yet you encourage them to be beautiful like you, to be sweet like you, to wear things that you once afraid to show us?
Dear gentlemen,
Doesn't it hurts you seeing girl taking lips that supposed to be yours?
Are we so weak that we have to ask them to protect each other?
How come we say we are superior but we let them astray?
We cry when they didn't choose us over another guy but is it ok to let they flaunt you just because 'girls can't make girls pregnant'?
Yet we do nothing to prove that we are their savior no matter what?
Dear ladies & gentlemen,
We were on war for many centuries...
We fight each other to prove which better...
Haven't you surprised why none of us won?
Has it ever come to our sense that we are fighting the one we needed the most?
And for that very reason this war cannot be won.
But secluding to each of our clan as a 'peace treaty'?
Dear gentlemen,
Weren't you sad seeing if there's not enough friend to join you in the football field?
We laughed at those friend designing blouse & skirt but in the end you're left with nothing?
We feel gross to say we love them because "oh hell I'm a man"
We become Spartans but they become CHICKen.
Where's our brotherhood gone?
Why haven't we reach out our hand and tell them :
"Hey we got women to protect, help me and stand up. You're a man and always be. Please don't lose because I'm powerless without you"
Dear ladies,
You said men could never understand you and they will never change...
How nice of you to become us, thinking of lessen our burden
But how you intend to take our place without being them?
Accept the fact that you love us, and only us...
You said that you don't need a man but you need our love in woman form.
How can't we say you're not an egoist?
Dear ladies & gentlemen,
When you said that it's our choice, our choice to be in love with our own kind...
You fight through everything for something you called 'freedom of love'
You're strong and you wanna prove those who called themselves 'normal'.
Why can't you use the same energy, fighting the inner demon in you?
Until you're able to say the magical words
I LOVE YOU
To the one who really deserve it?
Girls & Women,
I will always love you no matter how you rejected me, how handsome those girls can be, how sweet of what they said to you....
Because I will be better to deserve you.
The true independence of sexuality is not about how you can free to choose, free to love, free to change sex..
It's about how you free from sexual dilemma and be what you're already born with nature law.
That's true freedom!! That's a war that worth every bloodshed...!!
Men, fight to be in love with ONLY woman...!!
Women, fight to be in love with ONLY man...!!
I'm trying something towards the existing technology... I found that people are so fond on blogging since Tun Mahathir has involved in having one.. So.. I guess it's time for me to follow their steps!!
Followers
Monday, January 30, 2012
Thursday, January 19, 2012
Life as a student?
Assalamualaikum WBT
&
Greetings dear fantastic readers.
One secret I want to share with you today.
I love you all...!!
Ok.
InsyAllah
With Allah permission
This coming March
I will further my study in degree level.
After almost 1.5 years of 'resting'
I've been working around,
Do this do that.
Surely some will ask why only now I want to continue...
When I was a diploma student,
To tell you truth
I was a very very very lazy student.
Despite my awesomeness.
Now what makes me think after 1.5 years of resting will going to be different then?
[sorry can't stand it, I really have to smile]
Ok before I answer that question
Let's get back to the point why in the first place I want to further my study.
*It all started when I met one of the UMNO secretary*
We're having our random conversation
Until I suddenly ask him.
"bang, what if 1 day I want to be like Tun Mahathir and even greater than him, if possible I want to make his name 2nd most remembered in Malaysian history"
That bro whose name Zaim, showed an impression and answer my question.
He listed down all the thing I need to have.
1. Money
2. Education - preferebly Degree & above
3. A suitable party
Looks easy right?
This was my key opener to further my study.
Tuesday, January 17, 2012
Statik Rupanya
Assalamualaikum WBT
&
Salam Sejahtera
Pembaca yang kacak & cantik sekalian.
Apa habaq semua naa?
Harap sihat & makin bertambah berat masing-masing.
Baiklah,
Aku jangkakan post kali agak sedikit kontroversi.
Post kali ini berkenaan seorang gadis yaaaww...
Namanya
Ili Fazrin Binti Muhammad Ramli
*GF kau ke Leo?*
[Dok eh, dia GF orang.]
*dah tuh kau gila buat post pasal dia?*
[Baca dulu sampai habis boleh?]
Ok si gadis ni muncul dalam hidup aku hampir 3 tahun lalu sebagai junior aku.
Kami biasa-biasa saja, rutin normal sebagai junior senior.
Aku adalah seorang senior 'kaki usha'
Namun aku tak berminat nak ikat apa-apa...
Pemerhatian & pengumuman para rakan mengatakan aku ini seorang yang penuh logik.
Semua benda aku nak mencari alasan dan bereksperimentasi.
Termasuklah tentang hal jiwa dan perasaan.
Jadi sepanjang kenalan aku dengannya...
Aku selalu lupa nak selarikan hati aku dengan minda aku.
Akibatnya?
Hohohhohoho...hati aku sangkut kat dia dalam diam, sikit-sikit macam pelaburan ASB dividen 8% setiap tahun.
Maka pada saat kritikal, aku 'memaksa' minda untuk mengasingkan (partition)
*jangan khuatir kalau anda tak faham, ini salah satu cara yang selalu aku buat*
Cara ini ada 'side effect' kat aku la.
Selesai sahaja aku 'seal' kan dengan ayat
"Andai ada jodoh, ada lah jalannya"
*So kau nak tunggu dia?*
[Tadi kau cakap aku gila, sekarang kau gila?]
Aku paling tak suka menunggu.
Aku tetap teruskan hidup
'Review' balik pengalaman & metodologi...
Dan sudah semestinya cara yang paling 'old school' ialah
"Get another girl and hook up"
*dan sekarang kenapa pula kau senyum?*
[gadis ini bukanlah yang pertama membuat aku berperasaan sebegini]
Sebelum ni ada seorang gadis bernama Azureen Alya Abu Bakar
Tapi cuba teka berapa tahun aku amik masa untuk kikis perasaan tuh?
Amazingly 3 years baru aku ada 'serious relationship' dengan orang lain.
*betul ker? kenapa hal ini berlaku?*
[banyak juga soalan kau ni]
Itulah perkara yang berlaku bila hati aku menolak untuk bekerjasama dengan otak.
Mata akan sentiasa tertarik, banyak wanita sama cantik.
Aku sendiri cakap kat diri aku, takkan mungkin aku boleh tunggu seseorang itu begitu lama.
Dan aku yakin, aku boleh jek nak jalinkan hubungan mesra
Tapi kebanyakannya aku putuskan di pertengahan
Bersemangat tapi bersikap acuh tak acuh.
Seolah-olah hati aku 'suruh' tunggu dia
Serius serabut kot.
Tapi aku tahu penyelesaiannya.
Macam persamaan kimia la.
Asid + Alkali = Neutral.
Nampak mudah bukan?
Asid (Ily) + Alkali(?) = Neutral (Format)
*Jadi kau sedang bersedih ker?*
[tidaklah, perasaan sayang dan cinta ni indah kita boleh 'manage']
Cuma aku tak mau melukakan perasaan sesapa la terutama wanita-wanita yang aku berkenalan untuk mendapatkan 'mixture' alkali itu.
Perempuan kan terkenal dengan quatation
"I don't want to be your second choice"
Jadi kepada Ili Fazrin.
Anda memang cukup istimewa kerana berjaya buat diriku terhuyung-hayang sebegini yaaww...
Aku tak pernah berniat nak lupakan perasaan aku kat dia.
Benda tuh indah kot cuma aku nak kurangkan tarikan itu supaya aku boleh bermaharajalela balik la
"on the right lane"
Selama ni aku sangka aku sudah bergerak rupanya aku masih lagi statik.
[harap jangan la sampai 3 tahun]
Aku tak suka kesetiaan tapi itulah aku sebenarnya dalam diam.
#likeaboss
Tapi andai tertulis mungkin dia jodoh aku, aku pindah Zimbabwe pun ketemu jua.
oklah.
Assalamualaikum WBT
Sunday, January 15, 2012
Like The Earth Stop Moving....
I've been observing too much,
I've been absorbing too much,
I've been suppressing myself too much,
More than my mind could handle.
Kindle heart for the simple joy,
Brought me most dirt than soil,
Skipping beat for grown boy,
Hiding grief from deepest soul.
Far reaching the obsession,
Straying guilt from obligation,
Kept me love as ration,
Spreading seeds all the nation.
Fading smile grinning silent,
Preserve time endless motion,
Crawling past darkest tone,
Isolation of the purest lone.
I keep looking, keep searching,
Making my heart jumping,
Only to find myself hanging,
Like the Earth that stop moving.
Thursday, January 5, 2012
Wahai Ayahku
Assalamualaikum WBT
dan salam sejahtera kepada semua pembaca yang suwet2 belaka...
Oh post pertama pada tahun 2012 yang penuh dengan spekulasi dan kontroversi.
Baiklah.
Pada tanggal 26 Disember 2011
Merupakan hari istimewa seseorang yang sangat bermakna dalam hidupku
Pada hari itu,
Ayahku mencecah umur 60 tahun.
Ya inilah beliau.
Mr Dino
Kacak kan? Nampak macam umur 60 tak?
Dia memang suka akan topi tapi bukan topi yang rapper2 pakai.
Tuh tak main la beb,
Ayah aku ade banyak koleksi topi yg serupa macam cowboy hat.
Ada macam-macam jenis.
Kiteorang satu family sambut dekat sebuah restoran kat Pasir Gudang.
Christine Golf Club
Seafood macam biase, ketam sedap belaka tak kira lagi gelak ketawa.
Ni antara gambar pada hari sambutan.
Ni restoran cina, jangan timbulkan fitnah dengan "brand" kat atas tuh yek
Mase tengah tunggu makanan sampai. Lapar
Cucu kesayangan tuh yang tergedik jap
Hentam kacang pun jadi....
Ni la aku, penampilan terbaru dan jangan lupa, aku kembali dengan bluetooth
Makanan kat sana memang sedap
(well dah lama tak makan seafood)
Yang takde hanyalah kakak-kakakku yang berada di Kuala Lumpur.
Jauh sangat bilang mereka.
Bagi aku hendak seribu daya tak hendak seribu dalih
Hahahahaha
Sambutan memang sangat menggembirakan.
Tadi gambar2 time lapar.
Ni time kenyang.
Macam nak meletup tempat tuh kiteorang kerjakan yaaww!!
**Tapikan**
Di sebalik kegembiraan itu
Aku sedar yang ayah aku bukanlah semakin muda
Dia sudah lebih dari separuh abad.
I just don't know what to say...
I only wonder what will I do when he's......
If I could exchange my youth with him
I'll take his age and he take mine.
But you know we do produce some crazy thought...
Dear Ayah,
I never thought to be like you
but somehow
I am you
Your most awaited son.
It kills me to think how helpless am I to you...
Forcing me to ever wish I was born earlier
**but nevermind**
I just want to say I love you
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