Thursday, April 29, 2010

Tag By Najwaa (World of the Secret Whisperer)

"I don't wanna waste your time", Under Control by The Strokes.

"Rules: It's harder than it looks! Copy to your own blog, erase my answers, enter yours, and tag five people EXCEPT the person who tagged you. Use the first letter of your name to answer each of the following questions. They have to be real. nothing made up! IF the person before you had the same first initial, you must use different answers. You cannot use any word twice and you can't use your name for the boy/girl name question."

What is your name : Anak Pak Man

A four Letter Word : Awat

A boy's Name : Arokiasamy

A girl's Name : Arielle

An occupation : Acupuncturist

A color : Auburn

Something you'll wear : Armband

A type of food : Asam Boi

Something found in the bathroom : A wet spot

A place : Armpit

A reason for being late : Arsenal getting kicked around the field by Chelsea!

Something you'd shout : Avada Kadabra!

A movie title : A Series of Unfortunate Events

Something you drink : Air lengkong

A musical group : Arctic Monkeys!

An animal : Amoeba

A type of car : Alpha Romeo

A type of fruit :Apple! (Hey Apple!)

tagees are:


Sunday, April 25, 2010


"Where are you?", I Miss You by Blink 182.

Saya ada kawan,
Namanya Fadzlan*,
Sekarang bersedihan,
Kerana kecurian.

Laptopnya telah dicuri,
Telah ia dibawa lari,
Kemana pun ia pergi,
Takkan datang kesini lagi.

Di surau pun orang tergamak,
Untuk mencilok, untuk menciplak,
Memang dasar orang nifak,
Memang patut kena f***.

Kalau dapat kat aku,
Si cilakoi bangsat itu,
Akan kupukul bertalu-talu,
Peluang datang bukan selalu.

Kalau ikut Islam katanya,
Potong sebelah tangannya,
Kalau ikot hati katanya,
Potong kepala barulah reda.

Kerana kawan itu bukan sebarang kawan,
Kerana Fadzlan* bukan sebarang Fadzlan*,
Teman sebilikku dari Semester 3 lagi kan?
Takkan teman sebilikku aku tak pertahan?

Sekarang laptop abangnya dia guna,
Aku tengok boleh kesian sahaja,
Dan berharap dan berdoa,
Yang pencuri tu masuk neraka.

Sekian, secara rasminya, postku yang pertama dalam Bahasa Malaysia.
(Fadzlan bukan nama sebenar)

Friday, April 23, 2010


"This silence isn't so bad," Vanilla Twilight by Owl City.

That's right, I am uninspired. That's why I haven't posted a decent post for what seems like aaaaayyyyyges now. I'm sad and tired most of the time, and this is unhealthy. (Can I get a "no duhh!"?)

However, I do have a new dream, a new aspiration, a new ambition. And I haven't informed this to anyone as of yet, so you guys don't get to know either. There's one specific person I have in mind to tell first, then I'll spill the beans.

Whatever happened to my facts-about-my-current-life-updates on this blog? I don't know either. I just don't know what to write about anymore these days. Sigh.

Before I let you leave feeling disappointed of the quality of this post, I'll give you a situational narrative.

Jamil asked Dev, "Yo Dev, do you know the time?"

"Yeah, I do," Dev replies after taking a look at his wristwatch.

Jamil blinked.

Dev kept a straight face.

"So what is the time now?" Jamil asked.

Dev took a deep breath.

"It's time to rock & roll!" Dev exclaimed, pumping his fist in the air.

Both of them walked onto the stage and played their hearts out to a crowd of 7 die-hard fans.


Thursday, April 15, 2010


"Leave me with some kind of proof it's not a dream," The Only Exception by Paramore.

Maybe an introduction is necessary. My name is Marx, as in the father of communism's surname. Why I was named as such, I leave for you to find out from my parents (I've never had he guts to ask myself). You might wonder why I'm invading this blog space. Well, you see, I'm in love.

That's right, I'm in love. But what is love? Everyone knows what love is, recognizes it when he or she feels it, sees it. But still, no one really knows what love is about. It's undefinable. It's inconceivable. It's absurd, unknown, contradictory, and universal. We can search Wikipedia and read that love is "unusually difficult to define". That's why it's a recurrent theme in a lot of subjects in our lives. One example would be to attract customers to purchase whatever the company has to offer, such as the catch phrase used by the mega-food-franchise, McDonalds' "I'm Lovin' It!".

Speaking of McD's, I saw a video once of an experiment that this dude conducted in his office. He got a bunch of McD's products and placed each of the 5 burgers as well as a set of fries in individual sealed jars. He left them for weeks, and naturally, they reeked of fungus and bacteria after some time, except for the fries. The fries were left for 3 months (if my memory serves me correctly) without as much as a single spec of green or black. They stayed the way they were until the boss of the dude ordered the dude to toss 'em out, since it was creeping them out. Wouldn't you be creeped out too? Other foods take only 3 or 4 days to decompose. Them fries took 3 or 4 months (or maybe even more). Scary, huh?

You know what else is scary? People who cut off cats' heads, eat their hearts and keep the heads in refrigerators. And doing all that while being perfectly naked. Now THAT's scary. You can read of this character in the novel entitled "Kafka On The Shore" by Haruki Murakami. I won't spoil too much of it for you. After all, we are comrades, right? I'm sure that if I was interested in a book, you wouldn't spill the story to me either, right?

Did I say spill? That reminds me, the other day while I was eating TomYam at a stall near Wazir-Akbar Khan, a goat came by and bleated right in my ear, startling me and causing me to spill my Evian water all over the dirt floor. The stall-owner leered at me from afar and pointed to a mop behind the counter. I took the mop and started belting out "How Deep Is Your Love" by the BeeGees, using the mop as a makeshift microphone stand. When I finished, the stall-owner and the goat gave me a standing ovation, encouraging me to pursue my singing career in Papua New Guinea.

My first album is due to be released in late 1942, and I will be holding a launching party at the Pachinko joint at Hikariga-Oka, and all of you are invited. Do bring guests, ok? It's gonna be a blast!

Yours sincerely,