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26/08/2013

From Athirah Ibarahim (UNEDITED)

Don't judge a book by it's cover.

Syairazi Sunarto.

He was born on the 8th of June. Born shy, innocent and baby look like. He had been indirectly
trained by his dad since small which explains his multi-talents.

His dad past away when he was only 12 years old.
Since then, he had been acting agressive, repulsive to people, neglecting studies.

But luck was on his side, he was living in a supportive environment(still);
He managed to get through it all.
He become extremely independent and responsible kind of person.
When it comes to family and his love ones.
He become very very protective.
He loves modern gadgets and is good with technology,
He hates wasting time and therefore he is a pro in doing many things at once.
He is good at earning money but dificult in diferentiating between needs and wants.

his points of interest swing continuosly and this what makes him a person of good at anything
but never a master in something.
he can be Unpredictable. or you might feel that he is too complicated to be understood.

He is clever with words which makes him persuades and manipulate people very well.

but I'm clever-er cause i know his weaknesses and what will make him truly upsets. :P


LACE UP from the Trendsetter

I’ve been rich and I’ve been poor
I had to steal from the store
On nights there wasn't shit to eat and see my best friends go down
So what the fuck you could possibly say to me
The verdict is I'm the truth
You could thank today's jury
If you want to judge you come walk a mile in my chucks
But the road sucks, better lace up, ugck 
So I did that, was with that, so I quit that
Told them about my dreams and they laughed but I spit that
Fire, I couldn’t deny
Shut it up ..and still I won’t forget that, fuck you all
And I won’t put that behind me, even though I left the past,
And I'm still the kid now, even though I left the class,
I’m on and they took everything from A to Z to do it,
So everything I’m talking I’ve been doing.
By eighteen I had been to more funerals than a reverend
And right when I felt like I'd give it up look what they sent me
My beautiful baby girl straight out of heaven and I love you girl
But even though It was never part of the plan
People doubted me because of who I am
I hope they understand that at nineteen with the world in my hands
I stepped up and handled that shit like a man
I’ve been hopeless, I’ve been broke, done every drug cept' for coke
So I did that, was with that, so I quit that.

They won't believe you if you don't prove.
Same goes to love, you ain't tellin the truth, you ain't gonna found love.

Here, I'm proving you. It's the truth.



WE JUST GO OFFLINE









































18/08/2013

LONDON BRIDGE IS FALLING DOWN!

When I was a photographer, I said "A Photo Says A Thousand Words". Let me rephrase it now after all past experience. Photo, Videos or Musics are just a brainwash technique. This anonymous has proven it, and we don't even need to prove what happened to MJ and 9/11 fake crash. Does anyone care if anyone dies? Each death, nobody knows what happened behind it. Still you can't revive anyone from death. Honestly, you can't travel through time. Logically, you could lie and told everyone the world is round and the Sun is Miles away. Someone showed something and wrote it down that sun will be as close to our forehead someday.

And one day, only one truth will come it's the day that we die. The questions asked by the Angel of Death, also the day when everyone will tell the truth not from their mouth. Think about it. So, remember that there's nothing to lose for not being perfect or being a loser. No matter how fast or slow, good or bad, perfect or not... We'll all end up meeting at the finishing line.. Remember the story of a Rabbit racing the Turtle?
Anyway, most nursery rhymes telling me that everybody falls.

Jack and Jill went up the hill, then Jack fell down.
Humpty Dumpty fell from the wall.
London Bridge?
Ring-a-ring o' roses,
A pocket full of posies,
A-tishoo! A-tishoo!
We all fall down.
Ring-a-round the rosie,
A pocket full of posies,
Ashes! Ashes!
We all fall down.
Hush! Hush! Hush! Hush!
We've all tumbled down


05/08/2013

My Soul

Tiada siapa yang dapat meneka
Betapa sakitnya hatiku, akibat terluka,
Tiada siapa yang faham, bahasaku susah mereka faham,
Yang boleh dijawab dalam berpuluh saat.
Mereka perlukan satu jam,
Aku juga jadi tidak faham.
Adakah minda ku terbuka atau ku mempunyai lidah yang tajam.
Semua yang ku katakan telah ku nyatakan
Yang inging ku sampai kan sudah ku sampai kan.
Hanya ingin menunggu mereka hadam.
Dulu aku ramai kawan, sekarang aku hanya sampaikan salam.
Sampaikan pesanan. Aku mempunyai perasaan, juga ada sasaran.
Aku tak perlu berkenalan jika inginkan sex.
Kerna otak ku komplex. Ku melihat semuanya seperti kodex.
They say I'm a player but in the end they said "I've had a great sex"
It's what I do, it's nothing new.
This is me, you're still you.
A boy like me is only few.
I'm happy, hope you're happy too.
Looking for food cause I'm helping them hungry,
I'm starving, confused that I need them.
The thought I got no problem.
Tiada yang faham.
Ada yang coba meneka, bahawa ku tidak gembira.
Mereka tidak tahu, apa yang ku mahu,
Kegembiraan bukan untuk ku, semuanya untuk orang ku, my friends,
keluarga ku, my family,
Dan diri ku sendiri,
Ku hanya ingin bersendiri.
Alhamdulillah ku bisa berdiri dengan sendiri.
Sebelum bercakap, sila cermin diri sendiri.
Thanks for reminding me mummy.