31.5.09
Yosssh!
'Masalah design ialah masalah dunia'- Fehy MeyhSaya sangat setuju.
Masalah dunia seronok untuk didiskusikan.
Tahap boleh borak sambil minum mocha setengah hari.
Habis borak siap boleh ada resolusi dan pelan yang strategik.
Nikmat dunia sebenarnya berfikir mengenai masalah dunia.
Bagaimana pula dengan membuat research dan laporan mengenainya?
woh oh...
Sangat tak seronok.
Tahap berjaga malam, minum Nescafe satu jug, bersekang mata pun tiada guna.
Ini bukan borak masalah atas angin.
Masalah research perlu fakta yang konkrit, maklumat yang jitu dan penyampaian yang mudah.
Satu benda yang sukar untuk dilaksanakan oleh rakyat yang suka merepek.
Tapi tidak mengapa. Bak kata Encik Hanafi, 'pantang maut sebelum ajal' di status Facebook nya.
Fuh...terus terjaga naluri pahlawan,
bingkas celik minda yang tangkas,
darah ini deras membawa adrenalin,
semua fokus tertumpu kepada bintang
yang nun jauh perlu dicapai,
hati menyambut seruan,
diri terus tercabar mahu terus maju!
ok cun! Yosssh!!
Tido jap...nanti sambung balik...
30.5.09
It's all about playing ball.
This is a story about a drunkard named AlfredoAlfredo lives his life watching boys and men playing balls.
He observes these men chasing balls while occasionally scratches his.
LickHer is his best friend because LickHer always spices up dull games.
Without LickHer, Alfredo will definitely hang himself in the court.
Alfredo biggest dream is to watch girls play ball in bikinis.
Everyday he whines to LickHer, praying for bikini girls.
Bouncing balls, chasing balls, kicking balls, catching balls
shrieking estactically, jumping, laughing and giggling
talking excitedly about ball in his court.
if only his dream would come true...
Luckily other than LickHer, he has Mun.
He loves Mun running around chasing after the ball
sweating in his short little red pants.
But waiting for Mun is such a pain in the ass.
Every week he waits for Mun who is always late.
He cries for a better Mun or better yet a bikini gorgeotte.
Alfredo is slumping, sagging on his counter in boredom.
Mun cannot satisfy his eye pleasure anymore
Watching Mun is no longer exciting, he craves for more
Suddenly, a gorgeotte with a sassy ass strides towards him.
He blinks once, twice and thrice.
Somehow, somewhere, someone has heard his prayer.
Quickly Alfredo runs his hair with his gold ringed fingers.
He fixes his best charming smile and waited for his ass.
The gorgeotte propped her upper body on his counter
asking his permission to play his ball with a bunch of girlfriends
Smiling widely like a boy on Christmas Eve, he asks:
Will you wear bikini? I want to see you in bikini.
You are beatiful. You have big ass.
His charming gorgeotte smiles prettily and answers:
I will wear bikini now if you wear bikini too..with me..now.
Alfredo breaks into laughter, extended his palm and offers.
His bikini girls is finally here.
Watching georgeous ladies playing balls...his dream has come true.
Alfredo, owner of futsal court, beams to LickHer.
if only his dream would come true...
Luckily other than LickHer, he has Mun.
He loves Mun running around chasing after the ball
sweating in his short little red pants.
But waiting for Mun is such a pain in the ass.
Every week he waits for Mun who is always late.
He cries for a better Mun or better yet a bikini gorgeotte.
Alfredo is slumping, sagging on his counter in boredom.
Mun cannot satisfy his eye pleasure anymore
Watching Mun is no longer exciting, he craves for more
Suddenly, a gorgeotte with a sassy ass strides towards him.
He blinks once, twice and thrice.
Somehow, somewhere, someone has heard his prayer.
Quickly Alfredo runs his hair with his gold ringed fingers.
He fixes his best charming smile and waited for his ass.
The gorgeotte propped her upper body on his counter
asking his permission to play his ball with a bunch of girlfriends
Smiling widely like a boy on Christmas Eve, he asks:
Will you wear bikini? I want to see you in bikini.
You are beatiful. You have big ass.
His charming gorgeotte smiles prettily and answers:
I will wear bikini now if you wear bikini too..with me..now.
Alfredo breaks into laughter, extended his palm and offers.
His bikini girls is finally here.
Watching georgeous ladies playing balls...his dream has come true.
Alfredo, owner of futsal court, beams to LickHer.
What he needs is a little imaginations...
Life is good, eh my dear.
*based on true story*
Side story 1:
Ayu ( player rembat team Kermit) xpernah lalu depan Alfredo sebab takut! Bau arak Alfredo bisa buat Ayu mahu muntah on the spot. Tahapnya, bila Ayu masuk court, Alfredo punya la happy tahap keluar dari counter nak peluk Ayu. Silap aaa..Ayu lari pecut dari Alfredo. Malangnya, Alfredo sangkakan Ayu tak suka sama dia. Dia datang kat nenek (player defend Kermit) lantas bertanya dengan sedih:
Why does she runs away from me?
I was just joking. joking joking.
I already have 5 wives!
tak sempat nenek cakap ape2, dia dah pon gelak sorg2.
hehe.
Side story 2:
Life is good, eh my dear.
*based on true story*
Side story 1:
Ayu ( player rembat team Kermit) xpernah lalu depan Alfredo sebab takut! Bau arak Alfredo bisa buat Ayu mahu muntah on the spot. Tahapnya, bila Ayu masuk court, Alfredo punya la happy tahap keluar dari counter nak peluk Ayu. Silap aaa..Ayu lari pecut dari Alfredo. Malangnya, Alfredo sangkakan Ayu tak suka sama dia. Dia datang kat nenek (player defend Kermit) lantas bertanya dengan sedih:
Why does she runs away from me?
I was just joking. joking joking.
I already have 5 wives!
tak sempat nenek cakap ape2, dia dah pon gelak sorg2.
hehe.
Side story 2:
Tahap Alfredo sayang bikini girls punya captain, Alfredo sanggup bagi diorang main free kat court Mascot yang menjadi territori lelaki selama ini. Captain bikini bukan calang2 orang. Setakat pakcik Sepanyol yang mabuk...xde hal laa...senang aje dia pasang perangkap jerami, jampi mantera pon xpayah guna, dah pon Alfredo mabuk kepayang sama Captain bikini.
Side story 3:
Alfredo nih baik dalam mabuk.
Vocabularies:
1. Drunk.ard ( Dictionary.com)
a person who is habitually or frequently drunk.
2. Gorgeotte ( tas si nenek hot)
a super hot female
3. LickHer ( a liquor shop in Kingscross,Sydney)
Side story 3:
Alfredo nih baik dalam mabuk.
Vocabularies:
1. Drunk.ard ( Dictionary.com)
a person who is habitually or frequently drunk.
2. Gorgeotte ( tas si nenek hot)
a super hot female
3. LickHer ( a liquor shop in Kingscross,Sydney)
aka liquor ( Dictionary.com)
a distilled or spirituous beverage, as brandy or whiskey, as distinguished from a fermented beverage, as wine or beer.
p/s: Nama sebenar Mun ialah Mus...Alfredo xreti sebut Mus.
24.5.09
Newtown blue wall
I went to my weekly futsal training yesterday.
Captain of the captain broke out the news, NSW will only have 1 female futsal team.
I glanced at my Kermit captain.
She looked grim.
There were approximately 12 or 14 of us, only 8 will make it to play for the game.
I stared at my dirty white Raben slip-ons.
Analysed my weaknesses.
Nope.
Not good.
After futsal, I caught on to a young pretty healer.
Slowly I was mesmerised by her soothing voice.
Lured by her attentive ear I followed her to Newtown.
"Come into my house"
The young healer ushered me into a cosy house.
Gingerly I stepped in...
A great green-brownish eyes bored into my soul.
Stunned.
There right before me, greeting like the majesty herself,
the super maut fat cat arrogantly challenged me.
masuk aa kalau berani...
Luckily the healer understood. She moved the cat away, away from me.
In I went into the recessed narrow brick envelope.
The healer introduced me to a gutsy gypsy and a hi-tech looking carpenter.
It started with a hi...
then an awkward silent
then a question
then a topic
then a conversation
then a gossip
then a series of laughter
then an agreement
then...a treasure box...
o such wonderful treasures!
my eyes was dazzled by all the brilliant colours,
a kaleidoscope experience...
a homemade cum handmade exquisite jewelleries
a cookie captured my attention.
a cookie neclace...
a cookie charm necklace...
I reached my fingers,
clasping the cookie in my hand
loving the texture and details,
captivated I was...
and the gypsy said,
If you like it, take it...take it.
I stared at her in disbelieve.
What have I done to be bestowed with such kindness?
That night I was restless.
This mind kept picturing images.
Thousands possibilities...
Cuddled in warm purple blanket on soft bed,
my healer curled on the rug coccooned against the cold night.
She insisted to sleep on the floor.
Such hospitality crumbles the tainted wall within me.
I whispered prayers to the Almighty,
please give great rewards to my healer...may every kindness she gave places her nearer to you.
Amin.
Hence,
Good morning blue wall?
Aaa...
my sleepy eyes wanders
I recall the oranges,
a tasty black peppered beef,
soft baby blue towel,
roomy super small grey pants,
cosy black All Black,
a head and shoulder,
a maroon drink,
an expired solution,
a contact lense case,
a praying mat,
songs from hot.fm,
my pretty healer learning japanese...
A therapist...his words forming in my awaken state,
" mulakan hari esok dengan penuh keceriaan dan tawaduk, HIDUP MUSTI TERUS!"
Gazing at my curled healer, her soothing blue wall, her warm purple blanket and my cookie necklace...
I smiled.
p/s: Thank u therapist, healer, gypsy, si buncit hot, indie gay, bulat, master chef and encik satan.
