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Saturday, 31 July 2010

Lego up

I'm building the foundation to the sophomore phase.

p/s: I don't know, I don't know..

Thursday, 29 July 2010

A Letter to a friend.

I have something to say.

Wednesday, 28 July 2010


Past bruises, wounds and pain are still my nightly nightmare.
Tho I had made peace with my past
For the 10th time.

p/s: God forbid. I still hate him...shit!

Tuesday, 27 July 2010

ll est dépourvu d'affection.

I need to talk with you.
You fix the place.
Lets clear up everything,
once and for all.

I'm opulently tired of our current situation.

p/s: Am I doing the right thing? I don't know...

Monday, 26 July 2010

Quickie update!

p/s: I just got back from an Island. More updates later!

Friday, 23 July 2010

How did I spend the 1st 5 minute

Me turning 20.


18, 19, 20 years old.

p/s: The turning point off a persons life. Happy Birthday Rayyan Haries Aaron Davis,you are officially old.

Thursday, 22 July 2010

Clouds are made to be mesmerize.

A friend shared a beautiful explanation of the thunderstorm and rain while it happened just now.
Thanks dude, that was insightful.
I don't really have to be scared of the thunderstorm anymore eh?

p/s: Dude, thanks a lot I really appreciate it.

Wednesday, 21 July 2010

Brandy on tiramisu.

Sometimes/most of the times

People will take advantage
of you whether you like it or not.
It is how you perceived it that would
make a different.

p/s: Goodbye ei,aa,jk,yy,aaz. Farewell is hard but for you guys it was extra hard on the easy side.
Time to move on.

P/s: Let the bird in us fly free. To a new destination.

Tuesday, 20 July 2010

Plain truth.

I was powerless,
of people finding out the truth,
about who I am.
That was then.

If people can't accept me as who I am, screw them.
I'm not going to mutilate myself just to condone to people's mould.Never

I am gay. I have always been gay. I'm always going to be gay.

p/s: Rather than seeing my sexuality as a barrier for you, why don't you discover the beauty side of me? Isn't that easier than making yourself fidgeting over our "social intercourse". I'm good.


p/s: I'm not fine when I see you.

Monday, 19 July 2010

I'm cranky now.

It's just that sometimes when you care about someone THAT much, you tend to hurt yourself in order not to hurt theirs'.

Final moments.

This is it, the final 4 days before I turn 2o years.

Adulthood, responsibility, pressure.

p/s: Well, since it is the last moment of my teenage life, I'll be childish and immature-ish.

Sunday, 18 July 2010

What a weekend!

A day with the millionaires.
Midnight' surprise by my beaches, awesome late late night dinner.
Great food; ayam masak merah, tong sui, milo jelly, Nasi Lemak , Fish & chips, bloody steak, Chicken parmesiana and awesome honey lemon. and the list goes on...

Thanks boss for the seminar opportunity, Fie and Sheril as well as Adderly for the surprise. I really really had an awesome time.

p/s: I had a great weekend. seriously awesome.

Friday, 16 July 2010

Who Am I?

I'm a wacky random dude who dons a rainbow t-shirt and cotton candy shoes. told ya I'm weird! :P

p/s: Though I'm a lil inadequate in certain areas, I'm still whacking my way through college. I'll squirt tantrums facially on your face if you mess with me. cappish? Just say hi when you see me.


I found out that my speaking is more towards the American.

p/s: whereas, i adore the British. I'm a weirdo

weather surprise.

Out of sudden it's winter now.
Windy and gloomy cloud.

p/s: Learning support section.

Thursday, 15 July 2010

part and parcel.

The best memories of school-hood is when your partner-in-crime found you on FB.

Babe, I miss you lots.
Finally, FB connects us!

p/s: I was a pretty bad good boy. With a position in the school peer support team. I was a peers with a prefect partner-in-crime.

I miss school times!

I am a proud Gleek!

p/s: It's like an epidemic aites? I'm infected.haha


p/s: read with open mind and joker heart. peace.

Je ne suis pas beau. Je suis mignon.

Je ne suis pas échec.
Je suis a homme qui a réuissi.

p/s:Je écrire le français pour le plaisir. S'il vous plaît ne me dérange pas la faute de grammaire! You don't understand. Google translate can help!


I heard that you tried to hurt me,
In the lecturers meeting,
I wonder,
What was the purpose.

I don't care.

p/s: Just do what you want to do freak. Just be stupid.


After much anticipation, the marks for our SS PI1342P assignments were revealed:

1st semester Exhibition (Sex as Business) = 92
2nd semester Forum (Water pollution in China)= 80

p/s: okay eh? At least I'm happy. And hey, I don't care if you got extra 4 marks from me. Just be arrogant dude.

Wednesday, 14 July 2010

Nibbling session.

p/s: Potato Chips with Tomato & Chili sauces! Over FB and Blogs. I'm fat.


I don't usually hate people,
Most of the time I just strongly dislike them.

But once I HATE you, I despise you forever.
Not wanting to have any sort of relation with you even by means of sharing the Internet connection.

p/s: Tho having to pay only 5 quids for the internet connection, I rather back off.urgh!

Let's stop Hate Crime.

p/s:I found out about Matthew Shepard. I know how hard for people like us to come out. I have not do it with my family yet.

Inspirational copy paste.

Throw your PAST in Dustbin.
Keep the
PRESENT on your working table.
Display your
FUTURE on the notice board.- Mirot

p/s: I like it. insanely beautiful.


I don't have any idea to write or even scribble anything.

p/s: I'm bored today. And ya, sayonara dude!

Tuesday, 13 July 2010

Now I know.

How it felt like to be harassed by a stranger online.

Call me coward or names. I don't care. I am who I am.

p/s: Gosh! have some courtesy/mercy dude, it's my blog we're talking about here. With my initials entitled to its ownership.

peace no war.
peace no homophobic.
peace no straight-phobic.

More anonymous eh?

There is a guy by the name Siddiq asked me on my chatbox whether I am a gay.

well, what if I am?
Are you some homophobic? (no offence tho...)

p/s: I am who I am. Reality check.

call me my name.


p/s: i'm hungry.lazy.messy.horny.ops!

some Notes.

I have my wit but sometimes it shuts off by itself living me vegetated to my logic.

p/s: I found this written by me some god-forsaken time ago on my profile box on I kinda like.


I woke up to a beautiful sunrise.
With the temperature dropped a few degrees off its chart.

p/s: sometimes it is just awesome having to do nothing for a change.

Monday, 12 July 2010

Next year Holiday plan.

March 2011.

Malaysia-Australia(Melbourne)-Newcastle- New Zealand(Wellington)-Sydney-Melbourne-Malaysia.

Macquerie University, NSW to Victoria University of Wellington and maybe drop by at University of Auckland.

r.e.a.d my L.i.p.s ~ Maybe.

p/s: Tom yam Instant noodle such a deli-sh. Complimented with a glass of Milk. Good night.

Le Gross Rayyan.

Some anonymous dude/darling asked me why I am so obsess with UK in my chat box.

I called it the Childhood Dream.

p/s: Snow shower sounds scrupulously interesting. Hey, in regard with the title; multilingualism is next achievable dream.

Something to ponder about.

p/s: Equality essence of unity that blooms prosperity among society. It rhymes eh?

Sunday, 11 July 2010

Early birthday present.

I promised myself that I will do something crazy for my 20th birthday.
and Y.E.S

I did.

I bought my 1st airplane ticket.
Will be boarding the airplane on my own for the first time.
Departing on my birthday, 23/july/2010.
Destination: Island.

p/s: grown up time eh? simply fabulous.

How do you know?

When your parents and family are no longer reliable.

It's when your cousin starts to buy you your monthly dosage of rations to sustain living in the University Hall. haish..pity me.

p/s: Ever hear of Village Grocer? I've been and shopped there. Cool eh?


hey, it's a writer secret.
We can READ. ;)

p/s: A friend of mine told me that I'm the first person who knew his "dream". That is how I replied him.


I can understand why I feel so lonely; cause the box that has been keeping my strength is gone.

Washed away to shore, but I have promised you that I’ll keep it tight and close to me.

I’ll run to that shore and fight the tide, just because my promise to you is my strength though you no longer exist.

p/s: An excerpt from my script "Story" presented in The Platform. Promise is strength.

Guilty as charge.

It's okay to have doubts.
It is okay to take risk.
It is the journey that is worthwhile.

p/s: I took mine and I got it. hey, I'm a Performing Art Artiste.

Saturday, 10 July 2010

Bad weather.

Tell me about rain and thunder with an exclusive spectacular lightning theatre.
I despise it despite the winter like cool breeze.

p/s: Hot ginger tea sounds like a great soothing remedy for my enthralling palpitation.

Lets eat!

Life is made on Seafood chowder,
It has clams, crabs, and calamaris.

p/s: Life has it clammy clamp times, crabby claws times and the jelly-like calamaris times. Rejoice life!

Don't Quit Poem.

When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
When the road you're trudging seems all uphill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest, if you must, but don't you quit.

Life is queer with its twists and turns,
As every one of us sometimes learns,
And many a failure turns about,
When he might have won had he stuck it out;
Don't give up though the pace seems slow--
You may succeed with another blow.

Often the goal is nearer than,
It seems to a faint and faltering man,
Often the struggler has given up,
When he might have captured the victor's cup,
And he learned too late when the night slipped down,
How close he was to the golden crown.

Success is failure turned inside out--
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems so far,
So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit--
It's when things seem worst that you must not quit.

- Author unknown

p/s: It's never too late to become the person you might have been - George Elliot

Foods are SERIOUSLY meant to be eaten.

I walloped KitKat, Almond Hersey and Cream of Durian while blogging. Final say; I am a foodie.

p/s: When you put me in the kitchen, I turned dried spaghetti into Sausage Bologna. I'm full.

Let's have safe sex.

Friends are made on condom,
elastic, protective and dependable.

p/s: There is 1 in a million chances that a condom will leak, friends are like that too. be careful.

Friday, 9 July 2010

craving fulfilled.

p/s: I finally got my hand on this Korean Choco pie. 6 pieces for a bargain of £ 1.

thank you big brother.
you are the best!


how do you assume that
you are overseas?


when you donned a pair of Baju Melayu with sweater and a tight shoes as if it's Autumn.

p/s: I am such a dreamer. dream ON rayyan.

Too much food kills.

I'm made for me.
only me.

p/s: My body is severely intoxicated with miso & spicy soup, tofus, vegetables and Green Tea.
I'll tell ya later about the city centre food rampage!

Thursday, 8 July 2010


I (or rather we are) is pissed off with the administration.

Lemme tell ya;

I'm in for the Asean-wth-games Human Art performance.
Date; this sunday.WTF!

dude, you promised us that after last year Independent Day performance that you will leave us ALONE. And what the heck is this? and now you call yourself professionals? I doubt it. duh!

We have EXAM. errr

p/s: I'm going to the city centre for my Japanese Buffet. I don't care!

Disrupted plan.

I made a plan to go down to the city centre. Today.

To visit the Sushi parlour.

Disrupted due to the Student Affair Department abrupt meeting!

p/s: please don't call us for meeting if you planned to see us the second you told us. So unprofessional.

Foods are made to be eaten.

On-the-go Breakfast:

Bought 3 pastries(mini), gave 1 to a hungry classmates.

Early Lunch:

Bean-sprout with bean cakes and friend macaroni.

In class Snack:

another 3 pastries(mini)

p/s: I told ya, I eat darn lot. haHa

Today's curse WORDS.




p/s: I really don't understand why we have to be bothered with filing and mother-fucking paperwork. File, portfolio and MQA....duh! We are just student, not some robot servant.pfft!

which is MORE important,
Education or filing?

Personality test.

Adjectives which describe your type: extroverted, practical, logical, spontaneous, resolved, direct, objective, conscientious, attentive, likes taking risks, cheerful, impulsive, optimistic, sociable, enthusing, full of the joys of life, aggressive, inconsiderate, dynamic, lively, rash, competition-oriented, action-loving, energetic, charming, superior, solution-oriented, adventurous, go-ahead, changeable, outgoing

p/s: interestingly weird. get yours at

Waking up.

my mind is fully ERECTED with headache.

Thanks to yours truly " hardworking" nature yesterday.rotfl...

p/s: I'm heading to city centre for some Japanese Nabe buffet. hopefully.

I've forgotten another non-exam subject; Basic Mathematics 3.LoL

Scuffling with exam soon.



Language Development 1,2,3
Language Description 1,2,3
English Studies 1,2,3
Social Studies 1,2,3

p/s: non exam subjects:
  1. Educational Medium
  2. Islamic Education 2
  3. Hand Ball (Sports & Games 2)
  4. Learning Support 2
More pressure
More work
More nibbling
More snacks
conclusion: More weight to be gain.

between 2.30am till 3.03am

While everyone is fighting over Spain, Germany and the octopus.

and some sleeping.

I'm fully awake and turn ON

with a glass of milk.

and French exercise.

p/s: Je ne suis pas une femme. Je suis un homme.
Je suis gross. Je ne suis pas mince.
J'abite London. Je ne suis pas habite Paris.

Wednesday, 7 July 2010

Neither right nor wrong.

Can I be religious
and still be gay?

Can I rejoice my life
even when the path
am taking is the
road not taken?

p/s: some bittersweet scribbling in my diary: 29.3.2010

hey, I'm still gay. In sense of happiness. And sexuality.

turn ON.

I regard the theatre as the greatest of all art forms, the most immediate way in which a human being can share with another the sense of what it is to be a human being - Oscar Wilde

p/s: Theatre is a living art that gracefully enthralls audience's emotions and senses!

where am I now?

At my favourite spot in the library which has the damp with a hind of cat pee smell. With two nationals newspaper; one exclusive gossip and politic remedy. Yucks!

I miss this place.
after 4 weeks of holidays.
my UK remedy,
with winter season 24/7
in here. Cold duh!

p/s: with "super duper" fast wifi I reckon! :P

On Stage

Living in a box.

Standing on an Illusion cliff.

Singing like Josh Gorban with some Lady Gaga mix up.

Shooting the air with a "hand" gun.

Painted a Goth with a Shakespeare soul.

Talking to God like a friend.

Trying to become Greek Goddess.

Had a soul mate who fetish blueberry.

p/s: Tho being a Performing Art Artiste sounds like a job for a mad cow, it has the glistering stars that who indulge in it will not tugged out popularity but foresee self satisfaction. I'm not doing it for FAME, I do it to feed my heart, cherish my soul for my soon departure.

live life to its fullest.

pajid: Promising Performing Art Artiste eh? Ameen..

let the wind show the branches to my next door.
Door to the promising world.
Dreams are made on Cotton Candy,
Sweet yet fragile.

p/s:Yasmin Ahmad, I'll make Jason alive in me, Orked a part of me and Muallaf an inspiration. Tho roads ahead will be rocky.

Monday, 5 July 2010

Don't think negative...hahaha

LIFE is exactly like a PENIS!
Sometimes UP,sometimes DOWN,
Sometimes IN,sometimes OUT,
Sometimes LONG,sometimes SHORT,
Sometimes HARD,sometimes WEAK.


we've to KEEP our "LIFE" always UP,OUT,LONG andHARD!(wat the fish!)ha!ha!ha!
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