The New Year

Its going to be 2009 in a few minutes and im writing this to savour the last minutes of my time in the year 2008, and i have one word to describe 2008, stupid, i dunno about the rest of u, but i think this year is a horrible year for me, the increase in skin blemishes, the decrease in sanity and there is much more things that pissed me off that happened this year, like the increase in the prices although the government has decrease the price of fuel (wow, im talking like a grown ass man) . So, baby new year is coming to knock on my door and greet me with the new year with hopes of it becoming a wonderful and prosperous year (i wish), Well, sarcasms and criticisms aside, i wish all of u readers (which is 4, plus B-pop, the latest addition) a very happy new year. Last year kicked me in the nuts, i wonder what 2009 is going to do to me. Hint recession...

Again, happy new year, and also, happy awal muharram...

U guys forgot about that one didnt ya, u western influenced people...

2009 is coming!

Till next time...

Them smart kids

The PMR results came out yesterday (depending on the day that u are reading this post) and there is a increase in the number of students who achieve 8A's in their PMR exams, i dunno the number of percentage over last year but what i have read in the newspapers and over the tele, there is an increase. So, next year they will go to form 4 and hopefully some of em will fall and fail later in life, fuck them smart kids...

Just kidding, u smart kids go on, be smart...

Till next time...

Rambang

Kalo laki org panggil "mamat ni mcm romeo", naper org x ckp "perempuan ni mcm juliet"

Till next time

Writing

I have problems with writing blogs, not that i am having trouble with the english language, its just that, i have gone through many blogs and i am quite astonished because of the quality of their language which sets them apart from the normal broken "and den we go to dat place la, to eat that thing 1" style of writing. Some of these people write so well that sometimes i feel like a dingbat, for example like "as i sit there in cafe, staring at the complementary newspapers being taken, i reminisce the past while waiting for the future to take its told over my already miserable life", and i'll be like an idiot and i think to myself, "the best thing that i could ever think of is about my stupid experiences during SPM", well, i think its no wonder that these people can write so well. Its because of the countless amounts of books they have read over the course of their lifetime, and what books that i actually have read? About 5 books i think...

Just random thoughts...

Nothing much...

Gotsa read more books...

I guess...

Till next time...

Flow who...?

Flo Rida? Dont think so, its Flow Finesse . A deadly combination of The Rhymeweaver and his partner in crime, The I.R.V (i have no fucking idea what it means, ask the dude whats the meaning of the name), anyways, check the duo's page out, they gots three tracks up right now and im pretty sure there are going to be lots to come out sooner or later maybe, dunno about that, u can read more about them in their page (the link is up there). But dont just read, do listen to their tracks...

Gotsa make a hip hop duo also...

Wait, i gots me one already...

Aiyoo...

Till next time...

Masa utk memandu!

Haha, kecoh je lebih, baru sign up jeh utk buat lesen kereta dh crite byk, lesen L pun tarak lagi, lgpun kereta xde kt rumah, bpk aku jeh yg reti bwk krete, mak aku mana reti, so satu kereta jela kt rumah tu, apa benda la aku nk drive bila dpn lesen? kereta sorong tu kalo kira ok gak, or is it kereta lembu, beca bunyi cool, bdk2 yg "hip" dan "trendy" ske beca nih, boleh letak hydraulics kt beca aku skali ngan blaupunkt nyer stereo. Nanti terkejut xzibit tgk beca aku, aku lak gi cuit collar baju dia dan ckp, u just officially been pimped...

Kuat berangan btol aku nih mlm2 nih, anyways, prom = fun, mc dia haram punya membosankan, dan ada la performance band2 local, termasuk bittersweet, x kenal aku, tp mereka ni kira2 femes la dikalangan member2 aku, aku jeh katak bwh tempurung, benda2 mcm nih x tau, selepas semua band dah habis habis ada DJ lak kt situ, x kenal aku DJ nih, aku tgk equipment dia, turntable semua skali siap, gempak jugak la mamat ni buat performance, semua lagu stok sasau nyer, kami pun, dgn umur x cukup nk msk club (well, ada gak dieorg nih dh msk club, aku bdk baik, mana pernah buat benda2 mcm nih), menari ngan style2 yg aku x reti, aku main goyang jeh, lagu pitbull ada, usher ada, rihanna pun dia letak dlm mix dia, serious fun, sampai berpeluh member2 aku dibuatnyer, lampu2 dia x payah crite la, mmg btol2 ala2 club dia buat. Serious prom best...

Tetiba lak ada feeling nak tulis dalam bm...

Bahasa ibunda dikatakan...

Till next time...

Tribute to my hero

I know its been a while since he died, but i dont give a fuck, im a big fan of george carlin, altho he is an atheist, i still dont give a flying fuck because i like his point of view about the world... like he once said, "i enjoy describing how things are, not suggesting how they are ought to be"

so, here is a video of his skit, modern man...




I'm a modern man, a man for the millennium, digital and smoke-free;.

A diversified, multi-cultural, post-modern deconstructionist; politically, anatomically and ecologically incorrect.

I've been uplinked and downloaded, I've been inputted and outsourced. I know the upside of downsizing, I know the downside of upgrading.

I'm a high-tech low-life. A cutting-edge, state-of-the-art, bi-coastal multi-tasker, and I can give you a gigabyte in a nanosecond.

I'm new-wave, but I'm old-school; and my inner child is outward-bound.

I'm a hot-wired, heat-seeking, warm-hearted cool customer; voice-activated and bio-degradable.

I interface with my database; my database is in cyberspace; so I'm interactive, I'm hyperactive, and from time to time I'm radioactive.

Behind the eight ball, ahead of the curve, ridin' the wave, dodgin' the bullet, pushin' the envelope.

I'm on point, on task, on message, and off drugs.

I've got no need for coke and speed; I've got no urge to binge and purge.

I'm in the moment, on the edge, over the top, but under the radar.

A high-concept, low-profile, medium-range ballistic missionary.

A street-wise smart bomb. A top-gun bottom-feeder.

I wear power ties, I tell power lies, I take power naps, I run victory laps.

I'm a totally ongoing, big-foot, slam-dunk rainmaker with a pro-active outreach.

A raging workaholic, a working rageaholic; out of rehab and in denial.

I've got a personal trainer, a personal shopper, a personal assistant, and a personal agenda.

You can't shut me up; you can't dumb me down. 'Cause I'm tireless, and I'm wireless. I'm an alpha-male on beta-blockers.

I'm a non-believer, I'm an over-achiever; Laid-back and fashion-forward. Up-front, down-home; low-rent, high-maintenance.

I'm super-sized, long-lasting, high-definition, fast-acting, oven-ready and built to last.

A hands-on, footloose, knee-jerk head case; prematurely post-traumatic, and I have a love child who sends me hate-mail.

But I'm feeling, I'm caring, I'm healing, I'm sharing. A supportive, bonding, nurturing primary-care giver.

My output is down, but my income is up. I take a short position on the long bond, and my revenue stream has its own cash flow.

I read junk mail, I eat junk food, I buy junk bonds, I watch trash sports.

I'm gender-specific, capital-intensive, user-friendly and lactose-intolerant.

I like rough sex; I like tough love. I use the F-word in my e-mail. And the software on my hard drive is hard-core—no soft porn.

I bought a microwave at a mini-mall. I bought a mini-van at a mega-store. I eat fast food in the slow lane. I'm toll-free, bite-size, ready-to-wear, and I come in all sizes.

A fully equipped, factory-authorized, hospital-tested, clinically-proven, scientifically-formulated medical miracle.

I've been pre-washed, pre-cooked, pre-heated, pre-screened, pre-approved, pre-packaged, post-dated, freeze-dried, double-wrapped and vacuum-packed.

And . . . I have unlimited broadband capacity.

I'm a rude dude, but I'm the real deal. Lean and mean. Cocked, locked and ready to rock; rough, tough and hard to bluff.

I take it slow, I go with the flow; I ride with the tide, I've got glide in my stride.

Drivin' and movin', sailin' and spinnin'; jivin' and groovin', wailin' and winnin'.

I don't snooze, so I don't lose. I keep the pedal to the metal and the rubber on the road. I party hearty, and lunchtime is crunch time.

I'm hangin' in, there ain't no doubt; and I'm hangin' tough.

Over and out.

RW in the TRS

jeah jeah, congrats to The Rhymeweaver for his accomplishment to be a part of the malaysian hip hop supergroup The Rogue Squadron . His latest mixtape, Bloody Hardcore Battle Rhymes as part of his Five mixtape plan is coming out real soon, maybe early 2009, dunno bout that, better check that shit out. Ive reviewed his previous album here . Hope that i can review the next one (dont suck up to the guy because u want the mixtape for free).

Again congrats weaver...

Till next time...

Back to beatmaking

I dont consider myself as a beatsmith when it comes to beatmaking, i see myself more like the boy who is carrying the bucket of water for the beatsmith to put that hot beat into the water, but SPM is over and i have ample amount of time nowadays so imma start back on beatmaking. I always like generating weird sounds and such from fl and trying to make some sort of melody out of it. Although some of it sounds wack, but im still trying rite here and hopefully imma update my dead profile with beats every now and then...

Eid ul Adha

Happy Eid-ul Adha to all of the readers. (which is less than, um, 2 people i guess) May all of u be blessed with the meat that will be given on ur table with various styles of cooking it and i wish all of you a prosperous year ahead...

Till next time...


Sheep A - You heard that Bob? Sheep B - What? Sheep A - Eid ul Adha is coming, Sheep B - Gulp...

Freedom, is boring...

Its only a few days after spm and im like, wtf man. I dont have a driver's license and my old man is reluctant to give me the greens or permission for me to obtain one. I am a grade A specimen of the malay term of 'takde life'. Its a mix of malay and english right there yo. Means that i am one boring fellow, oh well. I dont have a car, nowhere to travel, the places here bore me to death, i seriously dunno what to do, but, u may say, "get a job", and i'd be like "yeah, i got one." Its more like snoring than doing anything. I smell a collab coming up. Prom is coming up in a few weeks. Actually, i dont wanna go, but i already gots the clothes, and i have no choice but to go. I bet its gonna be boring, dunno why, i have that feeling...

Yeah yeah, konfrantasi , a local band is gonna perform and their name is quite popular amongst the young kids around here and they always give a good performance but somehow, i dunno, that "its gonna be boring you dumbfuck" thoughts is always present. Doesnt matter, im going anyway eventho i dont have a prom date or whatever u wanna call it because somebody doesnt wanna go because she isnt a usj 4 student anymore :D ...

guess imma go alone then...

it dont matter...

i guess...

Till next time...

100 is the number!

i've reached 100 hits! and that STILL shows that im a boring dude, oh well, hakim finally hit a century yo, jeah jeah...

Till next time...

Kiss the school goodbye

1 more paper to end my days in smk usj 4, its been a very stressful ride through spm, but it was fun, i guess, one more paper, dang, i just finished my accounts and economics, both papers were ok. Downloaded Altimet's first among equals, dope shit rite there...

I was suppose to post this yesterday, but what the heck, its over, finally over, a long journey, today i had a little prob with the invigilator, i dunno why, but she keeps on bugging me on stuff that i do, when i tried to take a nap, she wakes me up, with like half an hour left to spare. When i was shading/blackening my paper, she criticises me on my choice of pencils, i wanted to say to her. "Look, sunshine, im taking the paper now eh, not u, so, u sit on ur chair, or walk around if u want, but please, please, PLEASE, dont bother me." But sadly i cant, well, spm is over, went on to do some vandalism on the school properties. It was fun just drawing graffiti on the walls and such, fun day it was... Until the gorilla arrived... haha, just joking...

sadly my alarm clock doesnt work, i called the alarm clock, but the thing didnt pick up, dang... :D

gotsa do something during the holidays...

bet that its gonna be boring...

it already starts bore me right now...

sigh...

Till next time