One Love

after months of rushing after work every tuesday evenings,twisting the throttle during the peak hour traffic to reach the class on time,me and marlia finally have completed the 'basic knowledge in Islam' conducted by Ustad Bani Ali at Darul Arqam.and despite our busy schedule,we've never failed to attend every single class.the class was conducted in english,and was actually intended to guide those who wants to embrace Islam,but there were quite a handful of born muslims as well who like me,attended the class as a 'refresher course.'there's a japanese,a thai,a polish guy(who asked difficult questions) and few chinese who were in the class.nevertheless we were all there to gain knowledge about Islam,and Ustad Bani was one of the best teacher that i've ever met.

and one of which he said,that it's not appropriate to use the term 'convert' to those who choose Islam as their new religion,the more likely word is 'reconcile' or 'embrace.'and reconciliation of Islam,not only apply to those new muslims,but those born muslims as well,as often without realising we tend to neglect our submission to God and therefore needs to 'reconcile' again.and Islam is not about terror as what the media hyped about,we're supposed to be detached from materialism and live in harmony and peace but the world today is totally the opposite,which mark the dawn of the end of time.

now i'm waiting for the next Sirah course which will commence soon.

gdnite.

Gorecki

been some time i last keyed words here.even the keyboard is dusty.

since i got back from bustling bangkok,i was really tormented at work.

bangkok,don't ask about the streets,still busy as hell.but after about seven years last i set foot there,i was quite amazed with the advanced shopping centres that they have today;they got plasmas on marble floors,huge aquariums at their food courts,music entertaining everybody as you walk at the streets around siam square,drag you shoes without fear of stepping onto puddles on the skywalk with shelter from the heat,way cool,salute to modern bangkok.

i didn't have time to move about,didn't got the chance to pop by khao san,didn't catch a tuk tuk to the weekend market but i manage to shop till i drop at the platinum shopping centre,and oh boy,that was one helluva shopping paradise,aircon,spacious walk space and good bargain.damn.

the week long course that i attended was proven beneficial and fruitful,met lotsa new friends from all over countries across the globe,and i didn't know i was a balloon delegate representing lioncity and sure felt a lil bit awkward.
the balloons that i've learnt there,in simple words-magic.could turn balloons into wonders that i've never really thought of.

and as soon as i got back to work,like i said earlier,i was tormented,yeah the year-end activities are back,and so the work multiplied,and i felt really ill the other day and i didn't have time to visit the doctor.

now i am well,up and about and feel as strong as superman.

and thinking of going back to bangkok to get those wicked Vision sneakers and boards,yeah,probably after the holidays......

Volare

i walked past an old man,who's resting,taking shade by the trees,

"Hi Uncle!"and smiled as i past by him.

"Harlow!haha,lu mau pegi mana?pegi keje ahh??cho kang ahh??"he asked.

"Ya!"i answered.

"WAHH!!lu punya 'new year' sula mau latang ahh,hari anam ah??"

"Ya Lah uncle."i replied

"Lu tak ala balik kampung ah?"he asked me again.

"kampung?tak ada lah uncle."i frowned a bit.

"haaiyaa,lu tak ala balik kampung,itu 'BATAM' sana ahh?"

"HaHAha,takde lah..."i laughed.i must have looked like someone from Batam,or maybe to his eyes someone who frequents Batam.what a joke.he's stereotyping,what an ass.or maybe he's not,maybe i'm over reacting,oh well,whatever.

Sheila Is A Punk Rocker

yes.we can feel it in us now.the big day is drawing near.idulfitri is just around the corner.and that means the holy fasting month is almost done,kinda sad actually.anyway,everybody's busy right now,preparing for idulfitri,rushing to decorate em homes,making cakes and stuffs,shopping for clothes and all that,and due to that,all roads leading to geylang serai is heavily jam-packed with traffic.good news i own a maxi-scoot.

just an advise,when you're on the road ride safely,and checkout the cool vid below!

Building A Mystery

its a long monday again.

as soon as i forced my eyes open at noon earlier,i was caught by suprised with the heavy rain pouring outside.

it was cold.i had to drag my bones down the stairwell and had a long lazy shower,peeling my eyes open,hot shower raining down my face.

at work.8 of us.8 strong,very cooperative crew.and we finished up a mega international salsa event setup which was scheduled to complete within this week,but we've executed it in 8hrs.

now i can breathe-free.muscles are in pain,bones rattling again and my eyes,ahh my eyes,they're always droopy,begging me to fall asleep.i'm tired but i can't shut my eyes.no alarm,it's a norm.

i've just done with the mountain-high laundry,handwashed it,piece by piece,and it's still drizzling outside.i thought of my scoot,stationary and wet,out in the rain,under the huge tree at the quiet deserted carpark.

we counting down with our fingers now,days to idulfitri.i was released from hectic work for the break starting this friday,and on the 3rd day of idulfitri,i'm leaving to siam.reluctant however to part especially during this festive season when folks meeting and visiting each other,enjoying each other's company,enoying the food and cakes,and i've to be in bangkok attending the balloon workshop(why must it be there????),where i'm gonna starve myself again,where good halal food is rare and scarce.ahhhhhhhh.i think i'm gonna go for fruit diet,or turn vegan for a week there.i think i'm gonna puke all over again.damn.

we skate last midnight again.it felt so good to be with fellow gringos.felt so good when the plank hit my shin twice,it felt so good when i tripped and my palm landed on a steel skatestopper.felt so good it hurts and swell twice as bad.it's all good.
and it's even more shockingly suprising being stopped by fellow policemen when we stepped out of 7-11 on foot,with beverages that we've bought with our hard-earned cash.nice work officers!so free to stop friendly thirsty boys and thanks for the tip of NOT skating where there are security guys guarding building premises!did we broke anything,and as far i knew,there weren't anybody around,it's early monday morning in the big quiet city.nice country,ain't it?

angels with dirty faces.capitol crew.midnight in raffles place.

from left;Shaun,Adil Hosoi,Pogi Ogy,Sam as himself,Yanto & Sicko Siku.

The Rockafeller Skank

today the heat was REALLY unbearable.it's probably the most hottest day in my entire life.

we were at tampines millenium court at about 9am and already the scorching heat stinging our naked exposed flesh,and even working barebodied,it doesn't really help much.it penetrated through the shelter,every shade,every nook and cranny,we can't escape.there was little or no wind at all,today was really,to put it simple-a test.
out of 8 of us,only me and k-fad were fasting,the rest liberally washed down their dry-as-the-desert throats with sodas and when they were doing that,it however looked like a commercial advertisement,oh boy,that was really a test!and if i was weak,i would have been dragged down as well,God have mercy on us!

the weather has been a killer lately,good if you're on holiday on some sunny isle sipping those lil cocktail glasses with lil umbrellas in it,but when you're working your ass out and you're fasting,that's really tough.

and for a moment,i was a lil envious of those guys who worked in the office with the comfort of soft armchairs and aircon to cool off when they have plenty of assignments and meetings to meet and don't have to face the sun a bit.

but still,some of those guys,fail to fast,and i wonder why,well......

we were working,when an elderly malay guy,neat and well groomed,approached us and said he didn't have access to the store where the powerpoints were,and as he walked past,k-fad signalled to me,that dude was smoking.my God,i know it's none of my biz,but hey,why isn't he fasting?he looked like some guy who worked behind a table in an air conditioned office but then he ain't fasting,and he's no lil boy.he's a big man,who probably got grandsons already,i felt kinda sorry for him.damn.

good thang tomorrow we don't have to be there in the am,just be there to bring back all our stuffs in the evening,after we break our fast,and by then i could be gulping sodas down my throat.

happy fasting amigos!

Black Star

it was golden bright outside,the sun is glistening and i know i didn't have much sleep earlier.
it's almost 8am as i typed this but i'm up and ready to start the day.

i watched 'Supersized Me',about a dude who went McCrazy and went on a 30 days McDonald's diet;he puts on extra fats and endangering his liver and other parts of his body as he progressed daily during the month.lotsa exciting,twisting and complicating interesting facts about Mcdonald's and all other fast food restaurants.-don't eat fast food!-

then i watched 'Shoot Em Up',oh boy,and this movie is obviously for those who seeks overly hardcore extreme violent action,yup.for those who digs John Woo or Tarantino,well this is your kinda flick,but somehow crappy.but however i enjoyed it,about this dude Smith,who saved a baby but lost the mom(he separated mom and baby by shooting the umbilical cord!),went around shooting spree,always armed with a carrot,(seriously i think this movie is Looney tunes,he even muttered 'what's up doc' in one of the segment)but checkout the movie vulgar display of firepower and action,a sandwich between Rajnikanth explosive actions and Jackie Chan moves.pretty damaging!

one would have mistaken him for The Punisher,but heck that movie suxx,bigtime..

move over Frank Castle,make way for Mr Smith!



Thank God It's Friday!

Rapper's Delight

the four of us cruised on our urethane wheels at the heart of the city's curb and streets along boat quay's riverside at midnight which ended up at the same old raffles place station where we sweat and practised our hearts out.

i'm still stucked on bloody kickflips but getting and mastering the trick slowly,trying real hard to perfect the 'tap,drag and kick' technique,concentrating on time,body movements and footing.ain't easy,and focusing on that trick alone enough to dry out my entire energy.but i was happy that i'm progressing yet still need more and more practise.thanx to the tech-skate guru,ogy,and the other two grindkings siku and yanto for the persistent guidance and tips.

practise.another skate trip.well i guess it's gonna be after this remaining 10 nights of ramadan of which muslims are encouraged to perform lots of ibadah as one of the untold night is the blessed night-lailatul qadr.and that skate practise probably it's gonna be after my bangkok trip.so it's gonna be a long tough time for me.

and due to the nature of the game,careful or not,a skater is always prone to accidents,like what happened to Siku last night.

and we didn't hang out for supper,instead we hopped on our scoots and bid farewell to each other.whilst talking to siku on the roadside by his apartment,an old man comfortably relieved himself,sticking his prick in between the parapet grills somewhere on the top floor and his pee rained down the block and landed on the shelter below.luckily we were quite far apart.damn old man.and i thought it was raining.

but the actual rain happened right after i took my shower,after i reached my crib safely,good thang luck was on my side.

the day kicked off with a stumble down the stairway,i was late for work.rushed to work and sneaked into the office,my boss was on course,i was lucky again.did some stuff and during lunchtime,i took the liberty taking my bike to the workshop again,something ain't working right with the temperature.and my instincts was right,the water pump had stopped functioning.i wasn't feeling lucky no more.even the seat cables were faulty,and it cost me $245 for both of that.but it's alright,it might even affect other parts of the machine if i've neglected,and will cost more,but still.....

goodbye my old waterpump.

ah yen doing what he does best for my ride.

Sonnet

blue monday.just like the song.
we worked overnight in the wee hours and completed a backaching setup.
reported to work later then usual,almost 5pm to clear and submit all dued paperworks.

i swear i could have left the office earlier if not of my,hmm,dear boss.

nag.nag.nag.nag.nag.

i wished i had earplugs.
but i guess i have to be more patient and that's why God gave us a pair of ears and not a pair of mouths,or else....

all eyes on myanmar now,and poor country in a pretty bad shape today,resulting in severe harm to citizens and monks especially:why the need of violence?

and the thought of it,my balloon workshop trip at bangkok from the 15th to 20th of september,and on the 19th,is the country's one year coup d' etat anniversary.scary ain't it.i just hope my stay would be happy not otherwise.