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degupan jantung rancak berketipun
bonda yang ku sanjung, ayah yang ku agung
dengarkanlah batin ini meraung
semenjak bergelar janin sebesar zarah
gerak didalam solatmu, ku turut bersama
syarat syarat tiba saat tangisan ku bergema
bonda, demi kami kau bersabung nyawa
engkau laksana nakhoda bahtera pelayaran
laut ganas bergelora ,teman permainan
rajuk angin mati layar, kau pedayungkan tangan
ayah, demi kami kau rela berkorban
Okay we’ve got a major competition coming up at cda. The fireman-ship skill competition. A very much anticipated showdown between the ERS and Firefighters, i think. Well, if we win, it doesn’t mean we’ll be treated better by our sergeants and enciks, but rather, our pride is whats at stake…. like REAL. heh.
Well anyways, i’m in the ladder team doing the relay. we’ve got four teams of four sections of four doing the relay, fastest team wins.duh. its gonna be the event of he day man… slide down ladder, catch ladder, pass ladder x 3, pitch ladder, climb up ladder, take the bloody flag and wave it. woo hoo…
Raya went past damn fast. What with five days in the camp.Raya with the elks involved juz 8 people. But we had fun nonetheless. Started with pandi’s house. We were very , and i mean very surprised to be served spaghetti.. for the countless years running… haha.. then off to mine for a short while, then to wana’s, had fun looking at our sec school photos, then off to rauffs for kacang pool, and syazwan’s to watch man u vs arsenal which resulted in a dramatic draw.
Heres gopal being beaten up by us, a hari raya tradition of the elks.
Ini pula cerita cinta sang pujangga
Bukan arjuna sita bukan cinta dan rangga
Mungkinkah khayalan akal mainan minda
Atau lamaran puitis dengan hasrat yang indah
Bukan rupa parasmu yang jadi ukuran
Atau suaramu yang jadi bahan tuturan
Ku bukan mahu hubungan tapi kejujuran
Hadiah sepatah darimu satu kesyukuran
Tapi bila bertentang mata tidak terbentang kata
Kata apa sahaja, tapi tentang apa?
Wajahmu yang cantik manis lagi
Senyuman sepasti mentari timur tiap pagi
Realiti sukar diatasi tapi kesudahan indah
Harus bermula dengan fantasi
Senyuman di kaca kisahmu kubaca
Perjuangan kita sama dukamu kurasa
Aku pasrah sahaja pada Yang Esa
Kerna ku tahu dua dunia kita berbeza
okay! so three weeks of ptp phase has gone by. getting used to the training. Booked out last fri after very nice round of endurance “game” during pt.. heh pump, run, pump, run pump… took 172, dropped at cck and walked to yew tee coz feeling the semangat to exercise haha. met wana on the way back! so i sat down awhile to talk talk while she wait for her lovely mum to come. all this drenched in CD uniform. heh
sat started with the routine trip to queensway, first week wif azam and taufiq, second wif k7, and the third wif amat. bought a silver ring and proceed to meet wan and bella at beach rd. wanted to buy CD stuffs but i think theres more army stuffs there for army boys.
so then we walked to haji lane, went through the various shops there, the barang barang was all nice but the girls in the shops i tell u, fuuh.. nasib puasa.. hah.. and thats where bella introduced me to the “shift” dress where ladies use to change shift or what not. ok then us three met up wif aan and eme to buka at swensens bugis, only lan was missing..
after that parted ways wif wanabella and followed aan and eme sheesha-ing at al-majlis. met some old kranji dikir boys there. the whole night was talk talk laugh laugh erm suck suck (sheesha) hah and then went home sweet home. thats it. great.
oh and since zal’s so bored watching “Always” heres two more vids of the performance. feeling good by muse and you give love a bad name by bon jovi.
Well, saturday, the band had a gig at feza’s bdae party at fort canning gate. The first time we’re gonna play, like for two hours for a single event. So black and white was the theme and its supposed to be some masquerade thingy, but we’re the only ones wearing the masks.. hah.
The day got off with us failing to get hold of a bass guitar. See, nobody cares about the bass. So we had to rent it at park lane, hai lucky hafiz brought transport. we got back, sound checked, den help ourselves to the sushis, finger foods and some salsa and chips.
well heres some of the pics and videos.
Remake of the green hornets.
pandi and zali.
theband w/o myself
ee to kak pah showing camera) eh u see eme checking out pandi’s ass hahah
eme trying to see camera) eh where got?!
ee shows pic to the band
band: oooooooooohhhhhh abes an..
an: eh, aper kurang nyer pantat aku….. lagi berisi!
band: laughs
zali: eh pasal pantat berisi nie….. cakap pelan2 sikit eh
band: laughs laughs laughs
haha
drumstick fencing, kucing be-bird, and stupefy.
because i’m enlisting tmr, this is all i have. haha. need to go pack. last min things. gah!
not sure when i’ll book out so till den, have a nice day!
Busted my lips last week, thanks to an elbow by gopal during football. i swear i could have filled half a glass of blood oozing out from the tear. well, i guess its karma, i punched him during sec school and he tore his lips too. haha, couldn’t help it coz he was extremely irritating.
here’s the tear…
Here’s some of the blood spat out.
I eventually went to NUH and got three stiches.
waited for so long and got agitated. and the a&e was damn noisy that when the nurse called for Mr Toh Bee Seng, i couldn’t help but chuckle to myself. haha.
Got a job last monday at TOS pte ltd. Its supposed to be a big shot aviation company. Everyday’s just packing furnace charts and records into smaller, presentable boxes. Simple job really, we (aan’s working too) could like lepak the whole day and nobody would noe haha, the best thing is, our supervisor comes in to slack with us for the last hour of work. so when he comes in, we just stop our work, listen to his jokes, and laugh.
CD is so far yet so near, can’t wait to get it over and done with, get a job, take a degree while at it, get a partner etc etc etc
I hope, i’m just thinking too much. I just realized that i might not know you as well as i wanted to. Or rather, i might not know you as well as i thought i had.
SMA day passed like two days ago, the show was okay~ la, but each of us cocked up like at least once throughout the three songs. I’m guilty of severe and perpetual loss of concentration. thanx. hahah. zali dropped the drumsticks during blind. twice. haha. i think new drumsticks quite slippery.
So here’s i don’t love YOU…
Appreciate sandy, vel, shang (?) and ’86 kranji batch for coming and staying till 945pm to watch us after that transvestite and fashion show.
So after the show was when it gets more fun. Like six of us cramped into Zarifah’s Hyundai Getz. Had supper, went back into her car, did some drifting, gomoling of pandi and a short scene of me getting run over by the car.
so here’s part of the first take.
and the final piece.
yeah, haha, so after that was an attempt to get posessed. Didn’t achieve that coz we juz drove past the jalan bahar cemetries and not into it. Had a brief stop at jurong, wanted to go to Lornie Rd cemetry but it was too far so we headed to a far more terrifying place.