Lari Pantas

Resting myself from speaking metaphorically, I'm trying to consider on blabbing about raya. Maybe not. Malas. Lets have a synopsis shall we.

A week before raya, most of the guys (and some girls) from Gombak had the annual berbuka beramai-ramai thing. There were like 30 of us there and there would be the Peninsular Residence Hotel. Saup's dad gave him the money to spend it on all of us at the hotel. Gua makan sakan.

Then a couple of days later a handful of us went to bid farewell to Saup effin' early in the morning at KLIA. We lepak-ed at KLIA from 4a.m to 10a.m. Sahur at McD. Kali ni tak sakan sebab bayar sendiri.

Then a couple of days after that just two days before raya, sent my bro off at KLIA as well. Buka at the food court there.

A day before raya headed back to Lipis where we stayed till the 2nd raya. On the 2nd of raya went straight back to Muar and was back home on the 3rd of raya.

fin.

Side note: Saup itu nama pendek untuk Safwan.

Depresi kecil

Slowly manifesting into a huge ball of fire. The nuclear plant of the living is being taunted to its limits. Everybody is poking at different buttons to control the plant. Self explosions could be in matter of years, months, days, hours, minutes, seconds.

Everybody has their own agenda, there own use of the plant. Pushing every button without proper authorisations, even proper hard hats. Useless analogies of different meanings. Push that red button they say. Push the blue one they say.

I pushed the off button.

Eat me. Raw.

Somber

Malam semalam angin kuat menusuk ke tulang. Kesejukan membawa hipotermia. Terasing dari dunia realiti. Awan hitam mewarnai persekitaran. Kami melambai burung putih yang ingin terbang. Jauh destinasi untuk tujuan yang mulia.Sesudah terbang burung itu kami pulang dengan kekosongan. Hujan yang turun menembusi emosi.

Hari ini pula mungkin lain. Mungkin berbeza dari tahun-tahun sebelumnya. Kebarangkalian untuk matahari bersinar sempurnanya kurang. Masih terdapat awan hitam sekeliling.

Sayonara

Two days ago it was a rehearsal so to speak.

Today it's D-Day. So let's see if any of the preparations has been enough to get through the day.

Dissapointment

Kamu tekan nombor pin untuk keluarkan duit. Proses yang pada ketika itu cepat. Tekan dan duit keluar. Tetapi pada hakikatnya proses sebenar putaran emosi dua hala lebih lama dari yang di jangkakan.

Kamu tekan nombor pin untuk keluarkan duit. Mesin itu berkata kamu tiada wang. Tetapi pada realitinya kamu kaya. Kamu kaya daripada mereka yang inginkan duit semata-mata.

Kamu berfikir sendiri sebentar apabila tiga nombor sifar tertera diskrin.
"Fuck."

Tunggu sebentar

As the voice said in that Kevin Costner's hit Field of Dreams : "If you build it they will come."

I've build my fashion runway. I'm waiting.

Start

I awoken to the loud noise of the alarm. It screeched even louder as I let it be for I was extremely tired. I took the alarm clock and threw it to the wall. Shattered pieces dropped to the floor. Damn. I woke up dead I thought. Dropped down to my natural being and went into the bathroom. Looking at the mirror half alive it took some big splashes of water to at least be aware of my surroundings. Dripping wet from the splashes I took out the essentials from the medicine cabinet in front of me.

It took awhile to finish up as most of the time drops of water splashed on the floor instead of anywhere near me. I searched for the ironed shirt I was to wear today. All white with my name on it. It would be the start of another semi-tiring day. I shook my head as I just realized today it was a tie compulsory day. Damn. I have never liked ties. Ever since I could remember it was some kind of choking equipment for me. Choking the life out of you as the day passes. By the end of it, you'd feel like those horror movie endings where the villain dies, and you, of course, the villain.

I was a villian in the making I always thought to myself. Trying to find that perfect timing to start my killing spree. I never would have thought that it would be this early in life. I stood silent at the dinning table drinking my morning coffee. As if somehow this drink will give me the energy I need to do what needs to be done. Little was to be done today. Had my mini sandwhich before finally calling my friend to pick me up. As usual he's 15 minutes late.

Its embeded in all of us here to be late especially among my gender. It will take a little while to be a customed to it but in the end everybody's 15 minute late for everything. So the car arrived and my friend, Mark, invited me into the car while his brother who was driving us stayed silent. Maybe he hadn't had that morning coffee to start his day. Off we went. It wasn't far but since we were that lazy we took the car. Me and Mark were quite close since we grew up in the same neighbourhood together our whole lives. As friends were, the first few years we wouldn't have talked much but later progessively we gelled well enough to be called best friends.

Both Mark and I arrived on the school grounds mili seconds before the first bell. Of course we couldn't have cared less.