I'll give you a head! (No sexual reference)

In the Penisular it's a fashion to throw animal's head in a place of worship. You'll throw pig heads in mosque, cow's heads in temples.... But let's be honest, that's so lame. We in Sarawak, we carry human's heads around. To fuck with your head again (no pun intedted) we hang them up in our houses and were proud of it.

Way cooler huh? PS/ Less sensitive too.

We have all sorts of heads here too. We have White people's Chinese, Indians, Iban, Japanese and all sorts of races. Except the Jews, we fear of them taking our land and you know, our wooden longhouses burn faster than your Mosques.

My mum

I should rename this blog to "My mum is better than you." It makes more sense than anything else. Why? Look at my birthday cake that she made/baked for me!! I love it!!

Adoi... Air liur mau jatuh sudah....

I told my sis, it looked like a children's cake but who the hell cares? What does an adult cake suppose to look like? Duotone? Well then fuck that, I'm suck of duotone stuff and let's go for the colorful option. Plus it taste damn good.


Yum2. Chocolate Almond w/ colorful toppings stuffed into your mouth. I'm so glad that I went back home. (Sorry Kiki, I had to leave you behind at hostel for the moment. Hehehe. If I can get back there by tomorrow I'll try to. The temptation for a choc cake is too high for me.) I received some messages from my friends and I realized that most of them are girls. Hehehe. Fiona being the 1st one sending in.

Here are extracts of some. Hehehehe (Why the hell am I posting this anyway?)

Fiona:

Happy Burfday 2u!apy bufday 2u!apy bufday 2u!apy bufday 2u!apy bufday 2u!may d blsing op God bwf u 4 eva n eva. Amen

Ordella:

Hapy 19th bday! God bles. B hapy n njoy life to the fullest. 4get all worries n chill!

Shana:

Happy birthday theng2! (Yes, she spelled my name with a h, lol)..may God bless u.may all ur dreams come true:)

Eza:

Ello! Morning teng.. Happy Besday! May all ur drims come true..Hav a pleasant day 2day.

Dodich (At last a guy!):

Happy Birthday.Dah tua dia ohh.. Hahahahaa....

And my best friend Aderyn (While texting about our sports day):

Hr skan ya awl bln..xkan la ko x tauk...owh ya..happy burpday! Hehe..sori tlpa.

And they are a few more around 15 more messages from all sorts of people. Kiki instead of texting, she called me middle of the night lol. At last a blog post about a normal life. lol

Yay and Nay.

It's already the 30th and it's my bday. The sad thing is I'm one year older. I'm 19 now and I still can't make sense of life. My life is crazy and has so much up and downs. I've seen so many things in my life that does not make sense. I wish I could.. But some people say I think too much. I worry too much in my life. I worry about all the shit that is going in the world and I think too much about the most fuck up incidents of life.

Let me be honest, I believe my whole life is a fuck up and the only thing that keeps me from going insane is probably me trying to make sense of it and me trying to make sense of it makes me closer to being insane. Yes, this doesn't makes sense and I'm am insane which at the same time sounds sane. Is it insane, in a sane way?

These are people I miss and hate at the same time:

Yeah, they may fuck around with my life at times but they were the ones that make me alive back then. I don't who would I be if never meet them. Chai Shung Nyap aka Ah Yek, Vicmore aka Momo, Aaron aka Tito, Hidayat aka Vero, Aldrin aka Boy/Antu (Not in picture), Nasiruddin aka Kidding (Not in picture) and Me aka Teng2. We used to call ourselves Pak-Pak or 88 in Chinese. 88 meant Heil Hitler which used as a joke and 88 was the number kept of appearing in the hip hop video clip rompe. It was kind ironic so we chose that name. Hip hop and hitler. lol

: There is an honorary member, Faizal aka Bon/Pejal. So the number 88 came to a full circle, there were 8 of us. I never knew I might say this but all fuck up ness this people brought to my life, has actual improved me some how. Yeah, they made fun of me as being the "weird" person in the crew, the "odd" one in the gang but that thing made me stronger. I even joked around that if they never made of fun of me and fucked with my mind in the first place, probably I wouldn't survive many things in life.

Maybe that's why I tend to be sadistic in nature and able to withstand the pressure people give me nowadays. If I didn't not learn from that crew, I would probably end up in a fight once a week. Hanging out with these people made me patient and somehow professional at times. I remember the childish things we did and how those childish things actually make us grow up and learn new things in my life. It's kinda like Cable and Deadpool. They were the Deadpool, I was the Cable. I was way too fucking serious with everything back then. They were the comic relief. See the analogy?

So now I'm 19th, what I'm going to do with my life?

I dunno, travel the world and see stuff since my life has been kind of fucking superficial the last 5 years and doesn't make sense. Travel and stuff like:

Stone Henge:

Eiffel Tower:

Ayer Rock:

Or even create my own comic one day:

Maybe I would play in a Death Metal band of myself and infuse grindcore and then form a Melodic Death Metal project band. Wait, I did that already so I'll cancel that off my list.

Or maybe I would play in an industrial/experimental band with electronic influences and cover some Beatles song and make it sound like some Burzum worship band that had sex with Samael and Blacklodge the night before. (John Lennon interview samples included) Oh wait, done that already.. So what's next? I'll post that next time.

Sorry bout the bad grammar/watever, I'm half asleep here. I really need to see a Quentin Tarantino movie now. Bye.

Long time no post

Yeah. Busy2. That's what I have to say. Got 2 presentations coming up and tons of assignments to pass up. I joined UiTM's debate club this month and my bday is coming up.

YAY!! Bday for me!!

Okay.... Concerning bday.. Last week... My classmates wanted to bring me out for a game of Laser Tag (Think Airsoft/Paintball but with laser guns) a day before Ramadhan. However, it was on a Friday and I was tired as hell as I have class till 4. Damn you estimating... They wanted to play Go-Kart in the afternoon but I had class. I told them I was coming but I didn't go. I went directly to my room, lay down and slept like a log. The next day, I found out that celebrated my bday. Okay, I felt like a jerk at that moment. They bought a cake for me with my name on it and I wasn't there.. Sigh...

On a side note:

I read this the other day and it was effing awesome! Can't wait for the next issue!

I wonder......

These 2 covers looks interesting.. I wonder are they a good read or just some boring stuff. Somebody from the old days of comics must tell me are they worthy to be read or else I might be wasting time looking for it.