Thursday, September 11, 2008

I bruise easily



My skin is like a map of where my heart has been.
And I cant hide the marks its not a negative thing.

Sunday, September 7, 2008

no (copy)cat

I decided not to get a pet afterall.
I'm not always at home, and not that they allow pit bulls in a condo.


Fashionably I could say having pets make me look like Paris Hilton, but stuffing that big agenda into my pocket would dismiss any suggestion that I'm actually over you and I care when you name your pets my name (but still. Damn it, Captain!).

Why why why why why why.
Do you still think of me?

Godzillion years has passed between us.
And it should remain dead.

You're a master in pulling the strings to my emotions.
But I'm no slave of yours, and I will not pull it back.

So there goes cute litter boxes. Ha!

Wednesday, September 3, 2008

blink

blink 182?

ridiculous.
it only took you a blink to get me off your system and now you're naming your pets (with variations) of my name?

I take in consolation that you still weep for me.
but still its so wrong seeing my name on the tiny tombstones with the letter R.I.P.

this calls for revenge.

Friday, August 8, 2008

tgif

Selamat hari jumaat.

To the guys in the office, please don't skip your prayers for lunch and a fag.
I'll happily deduct your o.t.

And to the girls,enjoy your shopping.

The delight of my eyes.
Friday, that is.

Thursday, August 7, 2008

please stop

I can't stand the way you look at me.

The eyes, I can't even tell:
Is it guilt, or is it pleasure seeing me so tormented?

I want to so much tell you how happy I am with my Baby, but you wouldn't just listen, would you?
Captain, why go on telling yours?

Thank God for Ray-bans.


Sunday, August 3, 2008

dead end

Some nights this troubled me while the nightmare kept on repeating itself.
When I pulled my true love close to me in my sleep, it is you in my dreams.

I see your face.
I see the surprised regretful face.
I see the ring.

And I was too late.
But I didn't want to come, remember?

Oh wretched heart, stop aching already.

The dreams lost, and its not you that I want to be with.
So why do I regret your dead end, to your sorries?

Thursday, July 3, 2008

always?

I drove up north while thoughts racing in my stupid head.
As if going the opposite direction would really make me further from you.

Congratulations, your royal highness.
This crown of jewels is not for you. Never was.

And you said in between your sobs, that you should have begged me to come.
And what?
Break my heart into pieces again.

I wished you well.
I told you I will always pray for your happily wedded life.

I wish you dead on your altar.
That way, I'll be less resentful and I might forgive you.

Saturday, June 7, 2008

bollocks

I dream that someday I can take you away from them.
But what are my dreams, they're just bollocks.

I'm not that evil.
Just that my hormonal change controls the good part of my brain.

After a few snacks and strong willed smiles, I hope I'm forgiven.
I shall return their child and share with them the joy loving you.

Tuesday, June 3, 2008

wall

no I'm not going there to watch euro. Far from it.
Where you can hear "argkh" and "ka-ching!" thats where I am.
Berlin, auditing.

My Baby is not feeling well.
I'm the jerk-ass on the other side of the planet not even calling to say Baby I miss you.

I fear my worst if I break down and Babes, your strength is what I need....

Wednesday, May 7, 2008

being overpaid

I'm overpaid to do my job that I'm not even doing.

Here's a secret:
Because i'm paid with an expat allowances!
Wooooo!

Never thought I'll menabur jasa dan budi di tanahair sendiri kembali.
Uuuu I feel treacherous.

Saturday, May 3, 2008

sorry

I'm with someone beautiful. Baby, you're so beautiful it hurts but you don't even know it.

How come when Fatty fatty gets someone good looking hurts as well?
Because I'm convinced Fatty fatty don't deserve it because of the two horns behind the head and a cursing mouth, not because of the fatty black adipose tissue Fatty fatty has.

Can I just stop feeling so irregular????
Damn.


Okay okay I'm sorry.
I pray you all the happiness you can find with your mamamia gorgeous one.

Monday, April 7, 2008

skin deep ugly

I don't mind ugly people.
My entourage is full of fat people, and they're the nicest people on this planet.

Skinny people like me is the most pathetic beings, overly-conceited and self-absorbed.
*Cough Cough*

I like blondes only if they have brains.
I don't think brunettes are that appealing anyway sans the brain.

Fair,eh.

But come on la Fatty fatty. You're fat and ugly and you're a jerk.
Even I don't point other people's stupidity and plain choice of life like you do.
At least show to the world that you're doing some justice.
If there's black, there must be white? that kinda thing.

Ugly and bad just don't jive.
You give people with beautiful heart and lesser looking mortal a bad name.

Thursday, April 3, 2008

i'm not green

in envy

i'm dizzy or the hulk has taken over


with your hollywood lips-smacking good looking partner.

I just don't get it.

Makes me wonder if I'm equally ugly like you to have an equally good looking lips-smacking partner.

Stupid! you don't marry a face!

Friday, March 7, 2008

lucky devil

I know if I am other than being a Malay, I will never be where I am.
Oh, but that's not precisely correct.
I'm half Malay and mixed with all this things that make me beautiful. Oh yes I blame my genetics for my skins and bones but not my destiny.

I got grades.
Fate's on my side, yeah?

So why'ca point ya yello und brown finger to me?
I'm going off to Dubai next month has got nothing to do with my race.

Monday, March 3, 2008

anomaly


I didn't stomp on the grounds, nor did I spit on it.
What a waste of my good cells for such a godforsaken place.

The place where I got bruised and raped.
Where I got my first kiss and my heart broken.
I saw my handwriting on the wall that says: If its not that painful anymore -circa 1998

Even if its not painful, I'm surprised that it isn't, but I don't worship the grounds which you and I used to tromp upon, dear Captain.

I'm not in love with you anymore.
And if there's anything more hurtful than being reminded that I was, nothing will ever be.

Thursday, February 7, 2008

i'll be safe in iran

because they're no gays and lesbos.
I can cut the chase and be happy wagging Ahamadinejad posters to these buggers.

But no. I'm going to Dubai.

Sunday, February 3, 2008

skipping alumni dinner

Trinity College. Oh Glorious Cambridge.

Other than making me a person capable of counting dollars and cents and sense correctly, its just a place I used to go. And sleep for more than 6 months for holidays when I should be reading more books but I read more than any other average people. So I'm not completely useless.

But I don't miss it.
Made me wear the Italian suits, girls and boys drool over me but I can't be the fool though I wish I can be. Let loose and be free.

How can you miss the prison that make what you are.
Proud of what I am, with or without education.

Monday, January 7, 2008

everything burns



I'll stop grieving over you, Your Highness.
For you, everything I bestow.

Thursday, January 3, 2008

suicide note

I'll kill this self.
The innocent self that loved to the grim of death, the captain of doom.
That I sold my soul to the devil.
Raped, molested and pleasure of lust for a white wings of the high and mighty.
Where I'll never belong.

I'll kill this self.
The tormented self, broken to the brim of insanity and picked by the merciful angel.
Pure and sweet, your royal highness for you everything I bestow.
Greed and vengeance had taken its toll on the mistaken victim.
I shan't be forgiven.

I'll kill this self.
The spiteful self, the mourning and grieving.
I'm lost in space, and you're the sun of my universe.

I'll kill them all but the sun. But the sun shines on me. But the sun.
Where no darkness reigns.