Tak Rasa Best Pun

Kenapa hati kita selalu suka buat benda-benda bodoh? Kenapa hati kita suka sakitkan diri kita?Sebab dia rasa diri dia hebat? Sebab dia tak peduli tentang kita?

Dia ada niat kamikaze kot. Dia tak gembira selagi kita tak berada dalam keadaan takut, tak pasti, sakit hati, sedar yang kita tengah membuat benda bodoh tapi buat jugak, mengharap tanpa balasan, mengharap tak bertempat...

Haih.

Hati nih.

Kalau aku boleh sepak, aku sepak sampai kau sedar.

Benda ni ke yang suka menjahanamkan hidup orang?

Sebenarnya tidak, kerana hati yang dimaksudkan bukan literal. Terima kasih.

*Sebenarnya, ni bukan hati pun. Ni jantung. Tapi dalam BI heart tu jantung lah. Jantung lagi romantik dari hati. Kalau tak ada hati, masih boleh hidup lagi. Sort of. Kalau tak ada jantung mati kot.

The House

When I grow up
I'll have a house at the edge of the water
Made of black wood and grey stone.
And when it's evening,
I'll walk out the back door
To the end of my self-made pier
Sit on the last plank
And watch the sunset
With a beer.

Lentil Vows

As you can see, I am giving up meat for Lent.

Aldrin Justice

I was in Melaka over the weekend.
It was not so bad for a family gathering.
Of course, they eventually had a massive argument. Right in the middle of Glee.
Inconsiderate much?
If that wasn't bad enough, my uncle was a raving psycho douchebag to my grandma.
Typical.

So I swiped his Parker signing pen.

That is an example of Aldrin Justice.
I have How I Met Your Mother to thank for something other than 'whatup' and 'internet-five'.

I don't know what to do with a signing pen.

Car Crash Hearts

So here we are now
Walking past the roads of silk and oil
Buildings growing where trees
Once threw their roots into the soil
And the night is so cold
And this scene is so old
Have we ever been anything but lonely?

The cars speed by
The automatic fireflies
Cutting through what stands between us
We have ever been here before
We have ever waited
We have ever wanted so much more
We are never sated

What is the sound
Of the engine of our souls
Metal breaking metal
Destroying what we can't control
Wanting what we'll never have
Never feeling whole
And this is where we belong
In the streets
With an embrace coiled between us

We are racing,standing still.
With our eyes, with our words,
We collide.
We are fighting to the finish line
So that something new can start.
If it’s worse, if it’s better,
If it’s the same...
It doesn’t matter.

February Fourth - Nerf War Day

You have to click on it to get the joke.

You'll only get the joke if you know anything about Star Wars.
This probably means only I get the joke.
ps. I do realise that the Empire, at whatever time, wouldn't go around endorsing Sith birthdays.

I almost forgot.

Happy Birthday, Potato Ben.

Lots of love,

Sammy Seed.

Emo Emu

Sebenarnya I nak update blog. Nak tunjuk yang I rajin.
Tapi I sebenarnya malas.

Saya tak suka bila kamu tanya soalan yang saya tak boleh jawab.
Kamu tak pandai guna Google ke?
Ade masalah ke dengan saya?
Saya tau kenapa kamu tak suka saya. Sebab muka saya macam dinosaur kan?
Kan kan kan kan?
Hey. Dulu muka kamu macam dinosaur jugak, okay.