more open houses...

MORE OPEN HOUSES...

I went to 3 more open houses today. Tak habis habis lagi...
My aunts, aunty Ita's and Uncle Borhan's...

Happy Birthday Azman and Ayman and Little Ayman. You dorks grow up so fast... *cries*

Uncle Borhan had Reshmonu there. His kid is so cute. No pichas cos that's so paparazzi.
Anyway...
Told Unc Borhan to inform me of any up and coming establishents so that I can go kepo kepo. Would pretty up my CV a heck of alot... *smiles*

Raya wont be over until Bulan Syawal is done okay! So more money from me... speaking of which, where's that lovely godfather of mine?
Uncle Karim!!! Where are choo!!!?

And I'm supposed to butter my grandad to go guitar shopping with me... all I need is about 2K for a good axe and a good amp... *smiles more*

Lovely Jingles!
Sha Roose.

Edit:
Dr. M has done it again.

I say:

"Although the present government is being a complete and utter washout in the sense of false promises, Dr. M still should live a life of retirement in Barbados or something so that he can just shit off and leave poor Abdullah Badawi and his lack of power alone. And Badawi, I expect that when one brings transparency into the lives of Malaysians, be prepared to dish out the punishments as well. Otherwise it only shows that one is helpless in the face of reality."

And HERE's a letter written by Dr. M bitching about not being with the in-crowd.

twig, twiggier, twiggius?

TWIG, TWIGGIER, TWIGGIUS?

Boys... Twigs. Twigs on stilts. Chubby twigs on stilts.
I meant their growth spurts. What were you all thinking?!

Hallowe'en is comin up... I have my face paint and all... what's left is the actual outfit... To fix or to not fix. That is the question. Party on the 4th of November everyone!!! Buy tickets to get the shit scared out of you! If the haunted house (staircases) plays according to plan.

Speaking of tickets, anyone wants to go and watch Pluck?

Mabs is looking for a total of 15 people to go in order to get cheaper tickets. Cheaper = RM40/50.00
Eh, Pluck is internationally known tau so 40 buck tickets is damn good! But if you don't appreciate stomp don't bother.
It's running from the 24th of October to the 14th of November.
She's getting tix for the last week so speak now or forever hold your eyeballs.
I'm passing names on Monday night.
Specifically: Jess, Kim, Dylan and ppl baru dapat duit raya tu.

Loves Loads!

jolly folly

JOLLY FOLLY!

Not a typo. Literally a folly folly hari raya... Folly but its not that bad... har.

Don't count the turkeys before they roast and don't make a mess of the peanut shells. Money amassed in grubby paws lately? Not as much as I thought. Amount of people who showed up for open house? Manymanymany... Jolly good!!! But then... many couldn't make it either so it's sad.

Tati, Kyn, Kirst, Ezzy and the others who took pichas... I want them!!!

Got so many Hampers!!! I wonder what the deal is with hampers containing ginseng/tongkat ali/birdnest soups and all the other weird bits. They all taste like eeyuck-patooi...

Tangent:
Right then...
Is duit raya a solely Malaysian thing?
FYI: See the flag? Proud Malaysian baby!!! albeit the few screws loose in the govt. Damn them all to hell.
Huzzy in Yemen says the duit raya it's a Malaysian thing... Oh, boo to you all then. Haha-!

To all who didn't make it to the open house... you missed the food fest.
To all who did... I'm surprised you didn't trash my room like you do every year... Got bored eyh? Hahahhaha!!!
To those who came early or stayed late to helped... I love you to bits and it's not funny that I do.

I miss all who are in exam-land! come hither after and we go and sheysha like mad. I miss our off-tangent zen arguments. Trully, I do.

Now then... what does Ms. Jaspal want with me on Monday at 2pm?

happy eid!

HAPPY EID!

Sir-lay-mat Hairy Roar-yea, Move Za-hair and Butt-in.

I love you all.
_________________________

Forgive my blatant mouth,
Forgive my snide remarks,
Forgive my stares, though harsh,
Just forgive me before I throw darts.

Forgive my shallow mind,
Forgive my puny brain,
Forgive my large behind,
And the fact that I'm insane.

Forgive my idiot humour,
Forgive my riot laughs,
Indecent I, like a tumour,
You live with it enough.

Forgive my truckers tongue,
Forgive my ignorant swearing,
It's not me who got you hung,
So stop your incessant yelling.

I'm sorry if you can't stand,
Or sit or sleep or cry,
If what I'd said offends,
You can stab my eyes out when I die.
___________________________

*smiles with murderous intent*
I shit you.

And like I said... I LOVE you all. Really!
Beneath this butterball exterior lies a heart of (whats morre expensive than gold ah? errr...) Kryptonite... harharhar!!! I shit you again. Gold says it best!

ggbu

GGBU...

Great:
Momma gave me the 'Go Ahead' for any trips I may want to make when I do my 3rd years in Jolly Old. Around 2008-ish.

EuroTrippage... hopefully very much unlike the movie.



The Montreux Jazz Festival... I missed it by a day last I went to switzerland... *cries*




And possibly, one day... OZZFEST/LOLLAPALOOZA/BIG DAY OUT. *all smiles*

Good:
Raya is in a day. Puasa will be over. Money, and lots of it (I hope), will make its way into my paws. And your typical Malaysian food fest will consume every race/culture/religion in the region.

Bad:
My open house is coming up and the badd thing is, alot of people won't be able to make it. Those people are in exam-land limbo. BOOOO!!!!

Ugly:



My sister reared her cigarette breath towards me in want of borrowing my sheysha pot.
The only thing ANYBODY is going to get from me with their fag breath is a snide remark and a sneer.

deeparaya and stuff

DEEPARAYA & STUFF...

Last night was the Deeparaya do for the HELP Law Faculty. Syok gila!!! So many pictures were taken before during and after and it was too funny! All the lecturers danced, sang and it was just awesome! Just goes to show how awesome the Law Faculty is. The Baju's were all awesome!

Here are some of the T2's. We are the most awesome people in the September intake and we KNOW IT!
L to R, T row first: Me, Venon, Liann, Arch, Laine, Kirst, Nads, Dolls, Sara, Za, Elsa and Sin Yew.

In the DSA, Level 5 with our posh outfits and looking fly.
Back row, L-R: Sin Yew, Grace, Shavi, Dolls, Dylan
Front row, L-R: Sooj, Me, Ezzy

Then at around 10 something, a bunch of us went to mamak at Sri Murni in SS2
Girls: Alina and Liann
Guys: Lactate Boy... I mean... Adrian and Greater Goh.

Gary, Alina and Lactate Boy!

Hoyea... and here's some completely unrelated pictures...

My Trainer, Adam B. Martin, and his cat Sumo!

OMG, Hahahahaha!!!

My fat cat Blangkuti

And the perdy guitar I saw in Yamaha @ Ampang Point.

END!

Fugginpeasoffsheet

FUGGINPEASOFFSHEET...

Decode that you slimey bastards.

Stuck for about 2 hours doing this I guess... *grumbles*

Is it possible to grunge out the seasons Raya songs? I mean, they DID hiphop it out with one of Sudirman's (R.I.P) Ballad-ish thingies... and squeaked his voice to an all new high. Literally.

Anyway... Ever thought someone could just NOT get anymore vain and stupid at the same time they did.

Quote/Unquote:
Vanity IS healthy, but too much will turn you into Micheal Jackson.
(Serious laa... It's an Aishah's Ori okay. Copy-fuckin-writed.)

I finally, and much to Shravi's and Kyna's glee, watched Lock, Stock and 2 Smoking Barrels... It's so funny and well... British. Far be it me to say anything. You relise the ultimatum that Brit boys (or men, whichever makes you undoubtedly happy) are quite the twats. Most of them that is. With the exception to the ones im related to. By marriage.

Lots of things to catch and do within this last few months of '06. Oh what bloody fun. Smush everything up to last minute. Ha-ha.

*Gleeful shrieking*
I can play Doesn't Remind Me on guitar!!! aahahahahahha!!! hahahahahahaah!!! hahahahahahaha!!! yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!
I need to buy more picks and that Ibanez!!! Must ask the grandparents for it on next birthday. mengada as hell rite? Piss off.

Hungry... *cries*

Looking up the stuff for this genocide thing aaaaaaaaaaand this facism is pissing me the hell off. You wonder what got into these people (the Turks, Jews, Saddam Hussein, Chairman Mao and Hitler)... Honestly, Facism is the epitome of scum.

I should think this post is rantingly long enough...

sponsors anyone?

SPONSORS ANYONE?

Yes... Sponsors... That is on my to do list. Hopefully done before November is over.

Onto this hurried bit about genocide... yes... that with the Hitler, Jews, Armenians,Turks, Chinese and the Palestinians... very complicating stuff that...
I have to get details on what happened where, what and why, the effects of the introduction of International Law against it and what happens when you do cross the line for genocide. Fun kan?

Oh and I'm on game mode again... funny how game mode always strikes me when I have EVERYTHING to do before december and not when I was so jobless I was actually growing roots. It must've been because I went to the arcade for 10 minutes last Thursday.

Does anyone know how to download games from the internet (full versions) for free? If you do... I'd like to know how. Use the chatbox and shout me a holla. *smirks*

Thanks Grace for saving my ass in Contract Law... I almost shittus my pantus thinking... hahahahah!!!

whee for capo

WHEE FOR CAPO!!!

May Lee passed me one of her old capos so that i may use it... Many thanks dear!!!
And I can now play "Doesn't Remind Me" by Audioslave!!! Whoohoo!!! But I'm still fixing the chorus bit... I cant seem to find the end tune right...
And the bridge... I'm workin on it!
So... I may play the accoustic version for my grandparents 50th Anniversary sometime next year... =D

Next on the things to get would be an Ibanez RGT220A NTF.
Isn't it pretty?

Sabastian Loeb is hot. :D

Edit:
I can do the whole song except for the solo... cepat sangat... >.<;;
But I still want that guitar.

Went to my granma's for buka... It's not entertaining to watch your 2 pint sized cousins run around on their plastic vehicles screaming 'hiphip... hurray!!!' Not entertaining at all... especially when you know they're waiting to break your grandma's chinawear...

rocks rocks

ROCKS ROCKS!!!

For making it to MidValley and hanging out - T2... well, half of them... ROCKS!
For planning the whole shebang and getting the tix - Dolly ROCKS!
Smashing/Bludgeoning pool woodland creatures with a squeaky mallet ROCKS!
For being such nice guys - Chiam, Venon and Marcus ROCKS!
For being the most awesome Women - Charlaine and Arch ROCKS!
For being ever so cute - Elsa and Sooj ROCKS!
For being cheap and stylo - My new kasuts ROCKS!
Some more - Adrian, Kirsty, Shavan and Kavin ROCKS!!!

...and finally...

WTC did NOT rock.

so drama!

SO BERDRAMA!

My darling Huzzy... wants anything, cries for it. SOOOOOO OMG DRAMA!!!
Okaylaa... he doesn't actually cry but he makes it sound like it. Twit.
But I'd drather he be in KL sheysha-ing with me other than being a prancing prat in Yemen.

Oh, Boy of the Vege proved me wrong when I said "Right now, anything is better than Consti Law," he said physics is NOT.

On Friday. Replacement classes running straight from 8 am to 4 30 pm.
Why? They're making us do ALL the replacement classes before so and so date.
I forgot which specifically... I wasn't paying attention.
My father kata "Welcome to University," which ultimately means... 'Padan Muka.'

I spent a FOURTY BLEEDING SMUCKUMS on the phone with Prasad... Apa ni????

I'm sombong when I'm shy.
Hang on... Did I just hear Nina scoff?
I AM SHY OKAY!

And get this...
They actually USE the word BUGGERY in the Halsbury's Statutes Of England...
Can you imagine how I even stopped laughing?
A bit childish... I know... Sorry laa...

Going to MV tomorrow to watch WTC... In hopes that it's good and I won't fall asleep half way although I'm not fond of doing just that.
What to makan there? I feel like a bowl of good homemade pasta a'la Pizza Uno...

End bits:

• Need to get a moving for the assignments
• Need to start getting sponsers for the Ed-Board
• Need to get face paint for halloween. And possibly some fangs.
• Need to get cases for Assignments.

That is all snuckums.

shoots

SHOOTS

Every place is different from the last. Different situation, different people and all you can do is adapt. If you don't, the world leaves you behind with the dinosaurs and crude oil.

I wrote something for Project Aries so if you feel like reading and commenting on it... go do so.

Malu's Birthday is coming up!!!

Ayman is now my tikus.

Deeparaya party at Uni...

Charity eclairs are LOVELY...

Chocolate chip buttermilk pancakes are yummy.

Nina is pushing me to write erotica. WTF?!

I'm making Kurt listen to Alexisonfire and 30 seconds to Mars

What is with guys and horses?
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Add on:
YEE-HAWWW!!!

I wonder what gives with the horse exercising thing... It freaks the snot out of me... I honestly think my brain needs to be bleached with clorox or something... naughty, naughty...

Everyone approves of my ecliars! *all smiles*

I'm gonna have a nap now... shall continue writing after my nap.

*snores* *comes back after dinner*

Oh! I forgot about you...

The weather's been unduly sucky and all and as an added bonus, I have a full friday to my tiresome week. 8 am to 4 30pm dudes... straight up classes and I swear I might fall asleep in LMS literally ladies and gents.

Remind me to buy contact lens solution ASAP otherwise I'd be flapping around blind as a bat.

My brother is of the very duh species.

Gnu

GNU...

And the poor animal has NOTHING to do in this post ladies and germs.

Gab passed me an email of his friend doing Criminology in Canada. I declined and much to my chagrin, he passed it anyway. Aiseyman...
So anyhoo, just spoke to him but he had to get to bed.(like, duh rite? The time difference is 12 hours)

You know the comedian Lewis Black? I keep asking why he, and many others, keep bringing out the International House Of Pancakes. Makes me wanna go there and eat je. And possibly, they should come open a branch in Malaysia so we can all enjoy pancakes.

Quote/Unquote:
Lewis Black on Your body:
There's no reason to bodybuild. NONE. That's why God gave us the International House Of Pancakes because you'll always feel good about your body when you go there no matter what your body is because there's ALWAYS someone there who ways 360 pounds more than you'll EVER weigh. GUARENTEED... it's on the back of the menu, read it sometime.
Lewis Black on Coffee:
And what I like it the best, is that they don't give you a cup of coffee there... they give you a thing called a HUBBLE of coffee thats THIS BIG. Even if you are alone you get this big jug of coffee. Which makes me feel good cos I think that maybe somebody's comin, but i don't know whooooo... So I put in the milk, and the sugar and I drink the whole thing and then I go "BRING ME SOME PANCAKES!" augh! that was WAY too much coffee. So I finish the meal and I was drinkin the boisonberry... well, cos i had to take the edge off the coffee. When from behind me, a young woman of 25, uttered the following... and it was the dumbest thing I ever heard in my life until Dan Quail was elected the VP of the US. She said "If it weren't for my horse, I wouldnt've spent that year in college," I'm gonna repeat that. Because, it bears repeating...
______________________

Good lord. You can't expect me to write EVERY PIECE OF THING that comes out off his mouth can you?!

I'm making cookies today and tomorrow some Ecliars. Gab's making eclairs today. Thanksgiving dinner or whatsits.

Your Lord and Master,
Sha.

Edit: I saw the website fofr international house of pancakes.
1. They have a webbie.
2. their food rocks... it looks devine...
3. BRING THE INTERNATIONAL HOUSE OF PANCAKE TO MALAYSIA!!!
4. Now i feel like making silver dollar buttermilk pancakes with scrambled eggs and beef bacon.
5. I'm hungry... and puasa... nooooooooo~~~

on writing music

ON WRITING MUSIC...

Writing poetry and lyrics is one thing, writing poetry and lyrics that are MEANINGFUL is another ballgame. It's like writing music with a tabsheet instead of a notesheet (which I must learn how to do if i want to do the whole songwriting thing). I'm not gonna sing anyone the music or play anyone what I play, It's more personal than exhibiting your skills and all that jazz.

Back to writing meaningful shit...
I want to be able to write something that everyone relates to and does not encompass that oh-so-wonderful-feeling you all call love... I just don't play in that park dudes, sorry. I'm looking in my heart of hearts, my soul of souls for something stirring deep within everyone... not that... the other thing. I want to write about life and leaning without the risk of losing an edge. The edge that you need to stay out of the popular and in your own secluded version. Originality is something to strive for isn't it?

Tanget: Happy Birthday to Naf the TWIT. Grow up.

Most of the stuff I write, as well my wonderful babes know, are incoherent and interesting but the need to evolve from such is ever higher now as I get older. No more of this writing shorts and toddler tales, no more of these lymerics and the nursery rhymes. On to the deep things that make your hair stand on ends.

You come to realise how much you have grown when you read what you had written years ago. Hate mail, depressing poetry. All of these constant drivel spewing out of your subcontious mind. I feel like I'm on crack half the time. Spitting out euphoria and joy upon pages and pages of flat white paper. My ink giving words life and then keeping them caged between the lines. These words being released as they are read outloud and given wings of their own when doubled with tunes. But they're just not good enough.

Another of AiShah's Zen Productions.

big grins

BIG GRINS...

Ha, yes... big ones. No reason why. It just is.

Oh, Jess told me about 30 Seconds to Mars. very good they are... mmm... *yoda voice*

By the by, Dominique is a nice name kan? I'm also suddenly intrigued by ye old english... Dunno why. Oih...

Also.
I henceforth copywrite protect the name "Black Rope"... If it is used, you must pay royalty to ME. If you don't I can and will SUE you. Just to show that I got the name first. This blog is proof of date that i did, indeed, come up with it FIRST and not YOU. Capische?

Now i must go study case laws. Shnizznit.

more inks.

MORE INKS.



I think this is the thrid time i write about inks...
Chun kan?

Anyway, I need to buy a capo. Latest song to want, make that need, to learn is Frente's Labour Of Love. The tabs says capo on second string. No cappo so how to second string? Hahahahaha!!!

Getting T-shirts made. Call me if you know how to go around making a copywrite protection thing. I need it for the designs.

And... Alfred... looks like the dude from Hook... who's also in the dancing movie with Antonio Banderas... but Alfred is a lot less buff?

Jap... Lemme get they're pictures... If I can...
*scuffles through internet for pics*
This just in... Aric looks like him abit too... omgomgomg... hahahaha!!!

And... cows eat grass.

die lerr

DIE LERR...

My brain is so SLOSHED from Lectures and tutorials it's not funny anymore... and get this. It's only MONDAY!

oh dear god.

OH DEAR GOD...

Never ever tell a girl that she reminds you of your ex. It's just wrong.

But bergayut sampai pukul 4 pagi is okay and I'm 100% sure my phone bill just skyrocketed this month.

Btw *muka serious*, something happened last night that proved to me how sad ones existance can be. One might think that ones family is sane and all that jazz but the reality is there will be one who will wreck the wonderful sonority of life and bring shittism a new meaning. First of all: It's embarassing. Second of all: It's hateful.
My dear, dear Prasad... It's not about you okay. jangan perasan.

Moving on... here be pichas of the trip to Ng Shan Mau & Co. (the auction place lah)



Yea yea... so it's only one picture... I'll upload the rest as soon as i can. Was fiddling with the new program I signed myself onto... some photo program lah, don't be such a jackass.