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[21 Oct 2009|12:46am] |
Hi everyone. I know i said that this blog ceases to function anymore but i guess i lied. instead, i moved to another account.
If you wish to still follow me on livejournal, then i should let you know that i am now blogging under the username ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif?v=92.1) hadibohari so thanks once again for all your kind continued support on this lj. Sadly, as Obama would put it in his speech in Denver on 280808
""Change doesn’t come from Hadi. Change comes to Hadi."
Hence, i moved.
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| My last post |
[07 Sep 2009|05:21am] |
Most friends i know would freak out when they find out that their parents have decided to become hip and sign up to facebooking. They would cry foul and whine about how it is not cool to have their own parents being in their own friends list when despite all this, they willingly accept the friend requests sent out by their own mom/dad. That somehow got me wondering.
I honestly felt thrilled when i saw my dad's name appear on the 'friends you may know' column on facebook and without hesistating, i clicked to add him as my friend. Nevermind the fact that my 500+ friends will be notified that i have willingly made a request to add my dad on my facebook. I actually felt proud that my dad, at the tender age of 49, is slowly adapting to modern times and submitting to the world of social networking.
Maybe some people seem to deserve it anyways. Living double standards in and out of home and when reality sinks in and they find their parents sending out a harmless request to be their friend on facebook, they start to assume and accuse their parents of prying into their privacy and feel that they're being unfair. I don't know about you guys but i find it at times utterly disgusting. Here they are trying their best to bond with you through a means that you spend 95% of your time at and there you are demeaning your parents in front of your friends.
I know i don't share everything with my mom and dad but i do have some decency and a sense of respect to not sacrifice the love and concern of my own parents for the sake of coolness. There's absolutely nothing to be ashamed of for being close to your parents because for all you know, they have worked hard and sacrificed so much of their wants and needs to bring you up this far. The least they could ever ask for is for you to show them that they 'fit in' no matter at which era they are in. If they want to have a facebook page, so let them be. No one asked you to contradict your image at home and outdoors.
Nonetheless, whatever i have just written above, has nothing to do with what i wish to convey. It has been a good 4 years blogging with this account, receiving countless support from friends and strangers alike. Through this account, I've made new friends and also had the best and worst times of my life. But as they say, some good things just have to come to an end. Which is why i am officially declaring that i am not going to update anything anymore through livejournal and i will be moving elsewhere to where only close friends and family will be able to view what i have to say or think. I will only come back to livejournal to access LJ groups or just read up on any updates that my LJ friends post on their pages. Other than that, thanks so much for patronising my site and supporting my idiocy, be it in the form of video or in the written form.
Happy Ramadhan fellas. My house doesnt give out green packets to anyone aged 18 and above anymore so if you belong to that category and you're intending to come to my house to earn some part time revenue, don't bother. Ciao.
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| Tolong Jangan Saman Boss |
[22 Jul 2009|12:24am] |
I woke up today with that feeling that the day was going to turn out absolutely great. I woke up in the morning and battled the syaitan 1v1 to emerge victorious and did my Subuh prayers and i felt very happy that i was going to school today to purchase some textbooks to guide me in achieving my academic goals in my university years.
Then, as i was walking the usual route from home to Tampines MRT with my ipod plugged on, i observed that there was this TP officer and a chinese dude arguing over something across the road from where i was standing, which i didnt pay much attention to obviously. Hence, I looked left, then looked right, and I felt as though the road was deliberately cleared from any possible vehicle passing through ensuring me that i can have a very safe cross across the road just opposite Tampines 1 and a block of houses.
When i successfully made that safe passage across the road like the 1,000,000 times that i've always been doing, i noticed that the TP officer was looking at me with his palms in the air and requested that i spare a minute of my time for him. Thinking that i was about to be a mediator for the argument between him and the chinese dude, i unplugged my earphones only to be instructed that i surrender my IC to him. This was the conversation that followed: TP: (while taking down my particulars) Do you know why i asked for your i/c?
Me: No sir
TP: It is because you are caught for jaywalking across this road and it is an offence to do so.
Me: Okay sir
TP: You could've used the pedestrian traffic light (points at the traffic light, which is kanina so far away) and cross safely but you chose to jaywalk and for that, i am going to issue you a summon.
Me: Yes sir. Sorry Sir. Ermm, how much is the fine ah?
TP: $20. A letter will be sent to you to your home to notify you of your fine.
Me: Yes sir. Thank you sir. (TP returns me my IC, plug back my earphones and walks away) I noticed the chinese dude who was argueing with the TP Officer just looked at me with his this confused look as to how i willingly took the summon without a fight, sucking his balls while i am at it addressing him as sir with every reply whereas he's just a mere corporal with a fucking cool class 2 bike by his side. It is as if the $20 fine to me was as though i was donating 20 cents to the 'Traffic Police Fund'. It took me nearly 5 minutes to fully absorb what just happened and by the time my senses kicked it, it was too late to turn back and argue with the TP Officer.
Come on man. The road was totally clear of vehicles and its not like i never looked left or right before i crossed. Besides, it's not liked i jaywalked across a major road junction that would clearly put my life and other road users life in jeopardy. Hundreds of people have crossed that road before me and you just HAVE to fine me on the rare occassions that i jaywalk. While u summoned me, lecturing me on the dangers of jaywalking, i saw 2 matreps on the handphone ignorantly crossing the road like their fathers owned the road like that and you can close your eyes on that. What, you think they gonna open a poem on you and whack you up for issuing a summon on them? Wah injustice in broad daylight i tell you. argh!
However, come to think of it, at the end of the day... my day went just as how i foresaw it to be and i loved every single minute of it (except the part where i got fined for jaywalking. kanina!) <3
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| Rockstar dreams, remains a dream |
[21 Jul 2009|12:27am] |
I always have this dream that i would like to be musically inclined and be freaking good at it but i guess throughout the years growing up, i seem to have fallen short of living that dream.
Let's see: When i was young, my parents gave up giving me piano classes because i was slow and that could've made my parents pissed that they're paying so much for a tutor and i am not producing results. Then there was the point in time where i decided to pick up guitaring and took myself close to month to learn just the first riff of Dammit from Blink 182. Only at age 20 did i finally understand what 'bar chords' meant, where prior to that, i only know chords existed in the form of 'power chords'. Then in 2007 (i think), after years of being unwillingly active participating in the school band playing percussion, i bought myself a drumset in hopes that i could record myself playing to a song like those people on youtube does. 2 years later, i still can't tune a drum myself and the drumset is just sitting there for friends and relatives to go into my room and say 'wahhh' and collect dust.
Point is, as much as i would love to be a rockstar and swoon chicks over, I don't think that its practical to do so being a Singaporean.
That being said, my mom have decided that the best thing to do right now, is to get rid of the drumset and make way for something more useful; like a bed. (Currently, i sleep on a sofa bed which i cant even work my sorry ass to operate it to sleep on) Though i have plans of upgrading the set and as i look back on all the memories i had with this set, i guess i've eventually reached the point in my life where i begin to accept the fact that i should give up on this 'rockstar' dreams and focus more on pursuing my education while i'm still young.
Hence, my mom would be giving away the drumset to my uncle who has a son who is still in his teenage years where he himself have the same dreams that i had when i was his age. I guess its better that i do my part in giving someone the chance to try his luck with musical instruments rather than be selfish and leave the set in my room and deprive myself a chance of getting a comfortable bed to sleep on in years. Besides, i still have the yamaha keyboard to play with. At least it doesnt make my grandma shout like crazy when i play it, the way she does when i play the drumset. Yeah.
Well, i guess i'd be lying if i said i am not sad in letting go of the drumset but i guess its for the best. :( bye
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| True Singapore Nonsense Ghost Story |
[16 Jul 2009|11:08pm] |
I remember back in 2000, there was this story about a woman who consulted in black magic to make herself look gorgeous under one condition: she cannot look at her own reflection in the mirror. So when she got all the attention that she wanted, she got curious and broke the rule and because of doing so, she was cursed to having a life of being uber fugly than she actually was. When she tried to get her beauty back, some uncle bomoh told her that it would only be possible if she sucked the blood of a hundred virgins or something like that. Thus began the story of the Hantu Kum Kum. The witch who cannot pronounce Assalamualaikum properly when she wants to go into the house of a Muslim family and suck the hell of their virgin daugthers.
Back when i was in Primary 6, parents were so afraid of this Kum Kum Witch that they would personally fetch their daughters after school and newspaper articles on this Kum Kum Bitch were a common sight in classroom notice boards. I guess lately pun nowadays most minahreps also non virgin already. Always getting gangbanged in public toilets and recording them proudly on .3gp handphones, i guess the Hantu Kum Kum also give up already.
However this year, another Witch decided to prowl the Singaporean heartlands again with another scare. Her own twisted idea of Being Successful in Business Marketing. Only did it reach my ears today about this woman who goes door-to-door, particularly Muslim houses, selling her keropok (crackers) and if you reject her, she'll unleash a Pontianak to haunt you house. I don't know how nice her Keropok is or whether she's selling Doritos or Lays but netizens have highlighted that her keropok has a rotten stench to it, which repels her customers from buying her product, hence, a reason for her to unleash her Pontianak into your house.
Frankly, i find this story a little hard to believe. Firstly, why target Muslims only? I know lah Pontianak is a malay ghost but once in awhile, reach out to the Chinese and Indians la. We malays are only a minority race in Singapore. How to expand ur keropok business if you keep targetting Malay families only.
Secondly, if every family who rejects your keropok, you unleash a Pontianak, how many Pontianaks do you have? You think pokemon is it, keep inside pocket then happily release at your own free will?
Lastly is the theory that this woman, out of nowhere, starts her door-to-door business at Woodlands and suddenly now she decides to come to Tampines. Like, what a leap!! My only rationale i can think of right now is: She earned just enough money from her sales in Woodlands that she wants to come to Tampines 1 to shop at UNIQLO since its the ONLY shop in Singapore located at Tampines. Please, i know Singapore is undergoing and ageing population but wouldnt it be better if this bitch just applied for a job at macdonalds or something? Lagi mulia and can ask her whole Pontianak army to help out at Macdonalds. Mcdelivery no need rider anymore, ask her pontianak to send out the deliveries. Nabeh.
I really pity those Walls Ice Cream door-to-door kids who try to make an honest living selling ice cream door to door and here comes this old bitch who cuts the competition by making people scared to open their doors to potential salesmen. My whole family is now living in fear of answering the door after getting news of this Nenek Keropok. Great balls of fury. My country is forever packed with bullshit stories seriously. If this woman harass you with underquality product, go call Case lah.
Sheesh
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| So Long Matrep Dudes! |
[15 Jul 2009|10:21am] |
Here are some of the things that my grandma babbles all day in an unintentional belittling of my maid for unforseen reasons:
'.. agak kau suka konek besar, agak kau suka konek kecik..' and '... nonok nonok nonok, kepala buto pun kau suka...'
and i seem to wonder how the hell does my maid put up with these condescending insults.
Anyways, i finally resigned from the airport cargo job, where 95% of its employees are matreps with dyed hairs, pierced lips and one hell of an attitude problem. There was this collegue of mine, a much senior chubby guy who has constantly been looking out for me since i started working with the company, had just bought himself a new touchscreen phone. It was a Samsung Pixon phone if i'm not mistaken. Anyways, i decided to sit down for a little while and let him show me the marvels of his new phone like a little child hyperventilating over a new toy.
Intrigued, i took the phone into my own hands and decided to test the quality of its camera. As i was browsing through his photo gallery, it initially seemed normal with the first few pictures being of his family and friends (that includes me of course. heh) and when i reached the 8th or 9th picture, i was greeted with this picture of a nude malay woman with her legs spread wide and her fingers pointing towards her clearly unshaven (insert a family friendly word for vagina here) and i swear for a moment there i wanted to throw the phone onto the wall there and then because i clearly did not see that coming. Returned him his phone and i asked him who or what was that in the picture, he said it was this girl he slept with or something. W-O-A-H.
(okay truth is, upon much interrogation, turns out those nude women photos are taken off some sggirls site or something and he keeps them there for his sexual fantasies or whatever that doesnt concern any of us)
The point is, i'm finally saying goodbye to these people whom i have grown accustomed to as my friends. The people who blantantly lie to their fiances about working late when they're cheating on them behind their backs. The people who share with me their stories about being laid in the KTV lounges and giving me information on massage parlours with 'special services'. The people who blasts techno music in the wee early hours of the morning to make work a little more cheerful. All these, i said my goodbye to. Surely i will miss working there but i know that i cant stay there forever. As much fun as those stories sound, i can never see myself being one of them. Hence, this is where i eventually say goodbye. :')
Oh and as i left my workplace to clock-out for the final time, i finally found out that the acronym ttyl does not mean 'Talk To You Later' in matrep terms, it just means 'Tetek You Lazat'. Wow, what a compliment. Nyeh.
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| Guess What I'm Saving For |
[06 Jul 2009|08:26pm] |
I finally conclude that after my close experience with fruits today: Fruits do not kill a human being. They just cause them to make barf faces.
Anyways, i wandered alone to town today to have some retail therapy and guess what i got myself?
( Invest In Yourself )
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| Well It Was Good While It Lasted |
[05 Jul 2009|02:34pm] |
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You can really feel the difference between now and 2 weeks ago when u come home and open the door to find this huge space of emptyness at home. Like something or someone's missing and then u realise that, oh here we go again. bye
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| heaven is a place on earth |
[03 Jul 2009|06:50pm] |
As of now, i want to focus on behaving as per normal and not be clumsy and idiotic. Then at least i wouldnt feel this insecure with myself. Thing is, i've been attempting to do so since 2005 and i keep failing miserably at it.
July is seriously the month where i really have to plan out a financial plan or i'm going to end up blowing my spendings out of proportion. yeah! =)
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| miss you, miss me |
[18 Jun 2009|12:18am] |
At long last, my dad is back. We observed that my dad has lost a considerable amount of weight but at the same time, gained massive coolness since he's been away from home.
Either that or we've missed him for so long that whatever that my daddy does, it's cool.
& so the long awaited KL family trip begins and i get to be behind the wheel this time, all the way up to Kuala Lumpur. :)
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| you belong me to the way i belong to you |
[17 Jun 2009|01:15am] |
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I FINALLY HAVE YOU IN MY ARMS XBOX THINGY PACKAGE!!
& by thingy, i meant the Xbox 360 Wireless Gaming Adaptor + Xbox Live 3 months Gold Subscription worth $160+ for a wonderful bargain of $93.60. I have been searching high and low for this stupid orange box and imagine my excitement when i saw it standing there on the shelves of Comic Collection at White Sands Shopping Centre calling me to bring it home with me. So i did and now i am the happiest douchebag alive, temporarily.
Okay mom wants me to pack my bag for the 5 day KL getaway but honestly, i'm just too lazy to do so.
On a lighter note, dad if you're reading this... i'll see u at the airport tomorrow just as planned. It's been wayy too long dude. <3
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| That's the way it goes |
[14 Jun 2009|02:19pm] |
Ever woke up one day with that sudden craving for pancakes?
I am so craving for them right now, not the mcd's hotcakes though.
I'm so hoping that the $93 xbox wireless adapter + 3 months xbox Live! Subscribtion package deal can be found within the depths of Sim Lim Square today. Been kinda down living with the disappointment that i could've had my hands on the stupid piece of equiptment if i did not push the decision to get it a day later, where it was eventually sold out. & it didnt help me neither that every geek head in singapore decided to go clear the whole stock of it at the PC show. Bah, its just a stupid piece of equipment anyways, right? :'(
Anyways, <3 would be my fave symbol at the moment.
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| Age is just a number, but memories are forever |
[06 Jun 2009|11:04am] |
Within a blink of an eye, i aged. With that being, I've actually been through so much to be here and i would really like to thank everyone who bothered to text/call/comment with all your kind wishes. I really appreciate it alot. :)
Now for a personal resolution, i really think i want to get down to cooking something on my own or baking that spongy yogurt cake before i start school. Yummy.
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| Tell me that this is normal |
[04 Jun 2009|11:34am] |
Today, while i was watching Yes Man with my sister in the living room, my grandma came up to me and tried to initiate a conversation with me in the midst of my movie-concentrating-moment.
Well, without any intention of being rude or whatsoever, i replied her with a soft spoken 'Apa?' to her when she called my name and apparantly, it ticked her off. (My grandma only accepts 'Saya Nenek' as a reply and any other words like 'Wassup?' 'Ah?' "Apa?' or anything between these lines would be deemed kurangajar and it would trigger the Insane Nenek Mode, which is 10,000x more devastating than when i go into my Bitch Ultimatum mode)
Hence, she kinda went all hysterical and thought that the whole family was against her and kept wishing that she didnt live with us anymore to 'ease the burden of being around' and went all crying and i just nonchalantly continued watching Yes Man because i know that she's just crying for attention. I can't help feeling bad that i didnt say a word but judging from past experiences, any attempt to soothe her down with 'Okay i'm sorry' or 'That's enough grandma' would only fuel her illusional thoughts of the family trying to dispose her or something, which is so not true lah omg. I guess i'm just going to sleep this off and let this guilt die off in my sleep and hopefully when i wake up, i'm back to being her favourite grandson all over again. I feel sad that as u age further, u often tend to lose ur mind very easily. Nyeh. I'm just as thoughtful as you are but so long we're in this together, i don't see how this could go wrong.
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| Best Friends Just Won't Leave Your Side |
[01 Jun 2009|10:05pm] |
I really like this photo alot. Kind of resembles the whole journey we've been through together growing up, through the good times and bad, all in just one photo. When in actual fact, we were all just laughing at the idea of being retarded. Nice.
On a lighter note,
When i was bathing moments ago, i was kinda having this thought. Imagine that you had a rough fight with a girl and it kinda decides to not end in your favor and she proposes a: 'how about a hug for all time's sake?' moment and then u give her that smirk on your face and reply with a: 'My religion says that i cannot touch you because i am not allowed to touch dogs and i do not want to waste my time washing myself with air tanah liat (some water mix with earth mixture) over a hug with a bitch'. Then you turn back and walk away. As a girl, how would you feel?
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| Felt like yesterday |
[31 May 2009|02:44pm] |
So i was on youtube, looking through videos of the songs that my camp uses for the instructor dances and i stumbled upon a video in which i don't know who took while i had my first ever 3D2N campfire night with Guangyang Secondary School. Haha bet you all don't know where i am amongst the instructors but hell do i look like a fool. Nvm, now i memorised the dance steps already so for future campfire nights, i will dance my butts off. Who want me dance for them, just make a request and i'll strut my stuff. hahaha. If knowing that this type of videos were recorded during campfire nights, i wonder if they're going to post the video of my apparant catwalk for my group during the last West Spring Secondary School camp i did. Nonetheless, as embarassing as it may seem, my group still won best group so i guess WSSS was the most rewarding camp i've ever undertook to date. Nyah!
( While you were home facebooking.. )
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| Give me a title for this one |
[26 May 2009|12:53am] |
From what i observed, the Jonas Brothers seems to be the current butt of jokes at the moment. Looking at how they're being made fun of for their purity rings crap in a recent episode of South Park and not to mention being lame ass singing gay cupids in Night at The Museum 2. Well, i don't know what young girls see in them cause they're just a bunch of 3 tweens who like to pose with constipated faces that's all.
On a lighter note, Ben Stiller can still work a charm but i still think that Zoolander is still the best movie that he had ever produced in his lifetime. The Jo Bros should consider taking up either of the next 4 poses that zoolander exhibits if they wanna have my cast of the vote.
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