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LIFE/RAIFU/VIE/जीवन/삶/KEHIDUPANKU
1. I have a
few jobs, different kinds of jobs. But it seems like I can always make room for
a few more.
2. I am
very, very, full of energy at everything that I do – Work, life, sports, and
love.
3. I love
driving. Fast. With my Kakadu Aussie Hat of course. ‘cause this is the only
time when I can be alone with nobody to disturb my peace with the world. Of course,
driving with the one you love is just as swell.
4. I don’t
go to clubs. I hate those kinda movements at those places – they’re not really
dancing! You wanna dance? Then do salsa! Merengue! Bachatta!
5. I like
good songs. I hate bad songs. Although I do have the tendency to divert myself
towards Jazz (live, preferably) or the ever-dependable Heavy Metal. Oh and Bach
if I’m tired, or Mahler for everything else. Mahler with the hammer, mind you.
6. My idea
of a perfect holiday is cheap, surprising, interesting, different, and awesome.
With transport, Just like Top Gear.
7. Great
coffee with music or work. No sugar, expensive, no problem! Make a great coffee
for me, and I’m your man for life. Not really sure why, I just love coffee. Started drinking only after I went to OZ. Swiss coffee, Italian coffee, Sumatran coffee,
Arabican coffee – if you’ve tasted my gourmet coffee, then it was my honour to
serve you one of the best things in my life that I want to share with the
person that I love.
8. Currently
I am insanely trying to collect HD movies. By collect, I mean download 7GBs of
data per movie, which, with Slowmyx, takes the same amount of time as actually
making one. Oh and I’ve started watching anime again, starting with Bleach.
BLEAAGH.
9. Memories
are a wonderful thing if you don’t have to deal with the past. I forget things
easily – call it selective memory lost, or amnesia, or even ADD if you fancy.
But I’d like to think that it helps me forget that I’m carrying the weight of
the world, and then some.
10. Every year, there will be one significant
thing that will happen to me that will mark the next destination of my life. (I
wrote it this morning, and hey look; I have 8 stitches on my eyelids now!)
11. My goal
is to procreate and have 11 mini C-Fus so I can be a real coach, sans the
trouble of years of college education. Saves money, and you have a lot more fun
that way. Can’t say the same for my statistically significant other, though.
12. Music
plays a very important part of my life. From my early life listening to Hard
Rock and Heavy Metal with my dad when I was a little child, to Trash and
Alternative when I was a hormonic teenager, to Classical and Jazz.
13. I am viewed
(judged) at a distance as having a snobbish persona because of the way I act. Try
to take off my mask, and you will see that I am one of the strongest friends
you will ever come across in your life. And that, sir, is a statement of fact –
created by the propagandists of course – those who have succumbed to my
fellowship.
14. Operas,
concertos, symphonies, gigs, live music, percussions, drumline – I love live
music. I believe music is best experienced with a reason – and location. It
adds meaning to the music, to your life. Bachianas brasileiras is especially
suited to calm yourself down, Matt Monro’s On Days Like These while driving
makes you feel like Rossano Brazzi and driving a Miura. How bad can your life
be when there are things like these?
On days like these when skies are blue and fields are green
I look around and think about what might have been
and then I hear sweet music float around my head
as I recall the many things we left unsaid
its on days like these that I remember
singing songs and drinking wine
while your eyes played games with mine
(Matt Monro, On Days Like These)
15. I am unconditionally
petrified making an effort that will ultimately achieve zilch. Be it life, job,
love. Fa aina tazhabun?
103: Say: “Shall we tell you of those
who lose most in respect of their deeds? –
104: “Those whose efforts have been
wasted in this life, while they thought
that they were acquiring good by their works?”
105: They are those who deny the
Signs of their Lord and the fact of their having to meet Him (in the
Hereafter): vain will be their works, nor shall We, on the Day of Judgment,
give them any weight.
106: That is their reward, Hell,
because they rejected Faith, and took My Signs and My Messengers by way of
jest.
(Surah
al-Kahf, 18)
Ultimately,
where am I going? Not knowing… nein,
not realising the futility of the altruistic nature of self is, to me, the most
bloodcurdling thought of any self-serving altruist can ever ruminate of.
Rhetorical issue: Why exactly are you giving RM1 to the child beggar from
Bangladesh? Would there be any good if it’s anything but as a pure act of sedekah?
To follow
up, would the goodness be of your measure, or God’s? Which one ultimately
matters in this world?
16. Continuing
the tradition of my quirkiness, umbrellas are a noteworthy art form in my book.
The shape, the system, the significance, as well as the hidden poetic nature of
umbrellas simply fascinate me. Or that I’m just being a cock.
"Are you at ease? Now is your heart at
rest?
Now you have got a shadow, an umbrella,
To keep the scorching world’s opinion
From your fair credit."
(Ben Jonson, circa 1616)
17. Erm, I forgot. crap. Yeah, it happens quite a bit more often than what I would expect. I don’t really like that, but sometimes it helps me to focus on the things that I remember, which habitually revolves around something significant and important. So if I do remember something about you, bear in mind that it takes a lot of effort for me compared to the rest of you lesser mortals.
18. Cigars
are just plain superior than cigarettes. A close second is shisha. Clove, of
course. And lighters, oh my God you have no idea how much I love lighters and
the kind of fire that comes out of it. If I gave you mine, refer to #16. If you
gave me yours, be it cheap, fake, or damaged, then you are someone very special
to me, in this time or the next. Seriously.
19. Warm
water. Or 100 Plus. A tastier water would be a huge plus, but unnecessary.
20. I scrupulously
love to write aimlessly but with a goal in mind. Just that I don’t have the
patience nor time to complete anything that I inscribed, since I would be sidetracked
far too easily by something- anything that I wrote by researching and adding
more side notes than what I originally had planned to begin with. This blog
entry for instance, took me 7 days longer than the originally-planned 2 hours.
Not to mention I still have a few more blog entries that I needed to finish by
the beginning of time. Go figure.
21. I am
always in control. ALWAYS. If you see me as being anything but in control, be
it vulnerable, don’t know what to do, defenceless, it’s because I have a reason
for doing that. Very, very hard for somebody to outdo me.
22. I am a big, big fan of the surrealism movement, dan serpihan-serpihannya di dalam dunia seni, dan segalanya yang ada kaitan dengan movement tersebut.. A huge proponent for Salvador Dali, Odd Nerdrum, Tarsem in movies, dan keluarga mereka, and I’m not really sure why. It’s just that there is that… something… about the strangely twisted way they perceive the inner workings of the world.
23. I have
observed and proven that there is indeed such thing as your female alter-ego in
this world, in every way that matters; luckily for me, I don’t have to search
around the world for one.
24. Women.
Who made ‘em? God must’ve been a real genius. The hair – They say the hair is
everything, you know. Have you ever buried your nose in a mountain of flowing
black sea, and just wanted to go to sleep forever? Or lips? And when they
touched her cheeks, yours were like that first gush of silence when you’ve
reached the peak of Everest. That silence; mitigated only by the voice of the mountain.
The silence between you and her. Tits! Big ones, little ones, nipples staring
right out at ya, Like secret searchlights. And legs – oh, don’t get me started
on the legs. I don’t care if they’re like old, wooden Malay house columns, or
even bass drum mallets. What’s between ‘em – passport to heaven. And that
smile- that particular smile- when
she first fixed her teeth, eager to show the world, but after you, sir; that
smile when in that brief moment in time she loses her armour, and lets her see
you as how she actually sees you. What else is there in this world when you
have that? And all these?
25. When in
doubt, FUCK (Al Pacino, Scent of a Woman). That’s why God invented marriage.
Think about it, if there are just men and women in this world, no ideals, no
rules and regulations, no religion, why would you ever formulate the model of
marriage?
So, how much do you really know me?
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