“I told you baby..” What Goes Around Comes Around by Alesana.
Salutations once again, and with this post, I break the tradition of mine which is only posting a maximum number of 5 posts per month (this is the sixth). An air of achievement fills the air as I type this down on my Acer Aspire 4715 Z notebook in Microsoft Words 2003 software. I should really get an external hard-drive, ‘coz this thing is low on memory, with all the songs and pictures and videos in it. Any ideas on what to get myself, my dear readers?
Today will be my last day staying (and wasting time) at home. This is because tomorrow, I’ll be off to IPGM Pulau Pinang Campus. I’m going back early because the next morning, I’ll be going to Istana Budaya,
Another thing to look forward to is staying at IPBA. I’ve heard wonderful things about the place, and I’m quite sure it beats IPGM Pulau Pinang’s muscular (stair-climbing) backside (facilities-wise, anyway). We’ll be staying there for only one night, and without any IPBA people around, but it will still be refreshing to get a taste of how other IPGs are living.
And I also hope that we’ll be able to go out and “jalan-jalan” in KL, as I haven’t been there for ages. It feels like that anyways. I just want to feel foreign again, and I feel very foreign in KL. I don’t fit in with KL folk, thanks to my heavy Northern accent, so I’ll stick out like a chicken in a needle-stack.
Oh, and while I was just staring blankly into space before writing this post, I had an idea for a poem. I wrote it in, like, 5 minutes or so. It’s quite controversial, but when I hear controversy, I hear attention as well. Hehe. Feel free to drop a comment. You know you want to.
Tell Me “No!”
A sin you commit,
when you accept it,
the hand of farce marriage,
with nothing legal about it.
You say you're a couple,
but in sooth you're not,
not when you're lacking an akad,
and there’s still no knot.
Everybody does it!
you scream and shout,
but the truth of the matter is,
still without a shadow of a doubt.
Love is blind,
I back that quote,
closes our eyes in seeing,
what the angels had wrote.
So be angry at me,
call me non-believer,
when the fact of the matter is,
you're not that much better.