So thats where he hides the good stuff!
Goddammit Trump!
Origin of Birdcheese
Alot of people have asked me
where does birdcheese come from?
I hope this answers your question
Success! EPS is back online!
I’ve finally gotten EPS up and running after 5 years! I’m really chuffed. Anyways I’m too tired to blog tonite cos its already 2 a.m. so I’m gonna call it a night and hopefully the first real blogpost wil be on the morrow.
Gnite ya nincompoops!
By Chloeputri for Shukri
I always write something for someone but no one has ever written me one. So when somebody did, ada rasa nak nanges sikit laa. Hehehe. I love you too ;-*
Shook
I can remember how we met
I thought I was clever I still do
If god had told me then
This man will be kind to you
I’d be the cynic, which I still am
Yet time and time and time again
You’ve proven to me my self-worth
One worthy of love and kindness and caring.Compassion.
So thank you God for bringing me Shook
I hope being me is enough to repay you
Wives, girls and jobs
Someone once told me that the reason I can’t find a girl is because I’m looking for…
A wife
Is it wrong to do so?
Apparently it is.
But I want to be married…
Then if you want to find a wife, find someone who has the experience of being a wife.
If not then just go find a girl. A girl you love hanging out with. Someone you feel comfortable with. Some who shares the same interest blahblahblah.
In a nutshell: A girl you love being around with and who loves being around you too.
Because hopefully one day she may just be that wife you’ve always wanted. She may not cook now but she will eventually one day, right? Especially when she has many mouths to feed. Mine being the biggest of course. Sure she doesn’t know how to look after A HOUSE yet because she’s always lived in a room while the house was being taken care f by someone else but once she has her own house to call a home and her own, she will rise up to the occasion, kan?
Everyone was at one point a first time wife or mother. So I shouldn’t be so critical about it 
Anyways…
Well, this year is all about my career. I think I’m done racking up failed relationships on my wall. Time to give that a rest and concentrate on my less than stellar career which has seen better days. For the past 3 years I’ve been working on rubbish and I dare say that I’ve been churning out rubbish for the past 2 years as I have just been uninspired and unappreciated.
I hate to admit this but my best professional years were in Mediaprima. I was able to express myself creatively and I loved every minute of it. Sure the pay sucked, but I loved my job.
Just my job.
Everything else was blergh.
So this year, I need to be inspired!
If the world is gonna end in 2012 then goddammit I wanna go down in a blaze of glory!
Anyways. Enjoy this music video by Bryan Adams and Tina Turner yo!
Round 2
Well , well…
Looks like I’m back.
I’m starting to get fed up with Q1 2012. Yeah I’m breaking the year into quarters like companies do. That way I can kid myself and have a do over every 3 months
Anyways, I was fortunate enough to have a friend help blast my CV around and I got a few emails. But then, when i replied none got back to me so this kinda sucks cos I need me a BETTER PAYING job by February! I needs ta get paid and laid, na’mean?
I just recovered from a case of my slipdisc acting up. Was out for the count for about a week. Spent it lying on my back for a week stretched out on the floor! Hard and flat surfaces are good for the back. So the floor it was for a week.
I’ve also quit smoking cigarettes. Not as a new year’s resolution but as a life goal. I need to stop for my health’s sake. I’m hypertensive and the doctor said it looks bad. So caffeine, and nicotine are out! Need to be on the lookout for salt and drag my lazy ass to work out at least 20 mins a day. I’ve also cut down my rice intake to once a week and no more fizzy drinks except for Malta! Hehehe.
Which reminds me, I haven’t had Ribena in ages. Will get me a bottle tomorrow. My one guilty pleasure. Whooo!
So thats whats up with my health condition.
For 2012, its all about money and not the honeys yo! Biggie should have done “Mo’ honeys mo’ problems” instead! Hehehe!
I have to say I’m blessed with the friends I have. They have really helped me keep true to the course. I should be the last person to ever complain about his friends. They have been awesome, awesome, AWESOME!
I actually have some more stuff to talk about here but typing on the iphone is no fun.
I’ll be back with another update soon.
Cheers!
14 September Shukri
Coffee in hand and Sarah Mclachlan leading me htrough the night…
I’m blogging.
Like all good stereotypical blogger who needs to sum up their year that was 2011,
I begin mine…
I want to go back to 14th September 2011…
The day when my life was shook (no pun intended).
My world was not rocked but the very foundation was close to collapsing.
I found out the girl I had planned to ask for her hand in marriage in the next 2 weeks was someone who I did not know…
She had a double life.
One in the real world you and I live in and one in this place we lovingly have come to know as the: world wide web.
Where she spends her time with other men. Where unsavory exchanges took place. Texts and images which I could never imagine my dearest could ever exchange with another.
This crushed my heart, my spirit and my very being.
My fingers trembled.
My heart sank.
My eyes leaked poisonous poisonour tears…
What was all this?!
Tuhan kenapa kau berikan aku perasaan yang maha kuat ini yang hampir membunuh hati dan jiwa aku tanpa belas kasihan?
When a few nights ago she swore that she would never do anything to hurt me. When I had begged her to not break my heart because I could never take such a blow.
I begged her.
I fucking begged her with tears waiting to fall.
“I swear sayang I’ll never break your heart. I love you too much,” she lied as she kissed my hands.
I had never asked that of another person. Ever.
They say be careful what you wish for because sometimes life has a funny way not giving you what you want but gives you want you need instead.
The bitter medicine thats always the hardest and most vile to swallow.
They call it life altering wake up calls.
You don’t ever want them but most of the time you need them.
I woke up to the harsh reality of what she had done.
I broke. Down.
Aku menangis.
Aku mengamuk.
Dan aku kembali menangis…
It was all too much to take. This person who wanted me to father 4 children with her. This person who never wanted me to have any muscle because they’re not comfortable to lie on. This person who promised to make me coffee whenever I needed some. This person who promised to love me for as long as I would love her. This person who said that she loves me as much as she did her family. This person who wanted nothing more for us to be halal so we could share our love without fear of disapproval.
This person whom I had loved with all my heart.
This person…
Whom I had promised myself to have, to love and to hold like no other.
115 days ago I lost a part of me which I had held so dear.
Some part of me is now dead. I can feel it. I can fucking feel it. How is it possible?
AKU BOLEH RASA!!!
KENAPA KAU BUAT AKU MACAM NI?!!!
KENAPA SEKARANG AKU MANUSIA YANG HATINYA KURANG?!
KENAPA SEKARANG AKU MANUSIA YANG CACAT SEMANGATNYA?!
KENAPA?! KENAPA?! KENAPA?!
KAU KATA KAU SAYANG AKU!
KAU KATA, KAU JANJI KAU TAKKAN SAKITKAN HATI AKU!
Sekarang aku manusia yang kurang…
Sekarang air mata aku laju.
Sekarang aku minta diri.
P/S: I just needed this.
The Social
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