Flowers and Insect

"You're so mesmerizing,

colored with cunning orange, devilish red, snobbish yellow and deceiving purple.

Your smells are so attractive,

killing all the male bugs who fall into your stunning fragrance of death.

Your buds and petals are so pretty,

containing poisons that stop the loving heart from beating.

They said, be afraid.

You're a living monster, not as timid as you looked like.

They said, be aware.

You're a death angel, not as pure as white bride you may seemed."

Here come a post-morphed butterfly, astonishing patterns on his wings,

elegant tiny 6 legs he has, and unique long antennae on his forehead too.

Animal planet is totally reverse in human sense.

New to this treacherous world,

Little knowledge about life,

He stops on one of these beautiful flowers.

Drains the venomous sweet nectar.

Clings on the curly poison ivy.

Dances in the fatal spores.

Yet it's worth, according to him.

Slowly resting his wings on the petals,

closing his millions eyes in vain.

One more poor creature fall into their death grips,

Smiling away in the wind, they seek for another victim...

~Rebellious anxiety~

Long has been it shutting its mouth,

Shall another entry will enlighten the collapsing desire and the dull future,

Make it another fortnight before the nightmare is over.

Waving this joyful hand into the air,

Saying lovely beautiful words on the lips while curse deadly vulgar words in the cardio,

Nothing else matter, just can't wait to go forward into another dimension of living,

Which money doesn't speak that loud, where positions doesn't measure the happiness.

Just wait... and another waiting...

Will ensure you to a new heaven on earth, perhaps still linger with devils,

but then, a better life awaits for you...

P/s:

Busy... Busy... Busy... baa~ baa~ baa~

Like Quicksand~

It's all came to me like a Monday sunshine,

where life is a little bit easier without the word "ho".

And I have to update this post to keep myself 'alive'.

Slithering like a serpent among the thickness of the hectic bush,

I got myself a time to scratch on this living journal.

This time,

nothing much to write about, just wanna share about my life here,

whereby our toil, livelihood and brains are needed.

Developing a 'word' that defines itself as growing by improving but falling first to test the pain.

It is enough to be used to tell what happens to us.

Maybe not to be the best in life but a nourishing remedy to improve our competencies.

FYI, I am:

Used to be like a lazy fat buck in the pen,

but now like an energetic bold ram inside the ewe barn.

Used to be like an old stallion pulling a 4-person-loaded cart,

but now like a newborn pony running freely on the purple guinea grass field.

Used to be like the withering paddy straw in stacks,

but now like a 45 days old juicy Napier grass.

Used to be like a sour green passion fruit,

but now like a reddish ripen jambu air waiting for customers to munch it.

Life is about changing and improving,

if you can't change your policy about living a normal life,

then please change your attitude to your acquaintances.

For you never know, they might be a shield to your sharpened knife,

or they might even be a turtle in your fish pond.

Don't wait until the red dirt turns into quicksand.

or else you'll sink like the quicksand!

Das ist alles, und Gute Natch!

Out of the blue... in the morning...

It's been like almost half a year,

We are together but now,

My poor canon DSLR sleeps in his red insulated bag.

Remain untouched.

I glimpse at it once in a while but no intention to press his buttons.

Don't get me wrong, I love my "Camer", that's what I call it,

Just that time and conditions restricted me to do so.

I feel bad about it all the time.

I mean my gadgets are my life and they are my babies.

I did search on the net about new lenses, and eventually have some planning where my photo-life will go.

But then I guess this needs to wait for another while.

As I dug into my bags,

I saw two sketch books that I long forgotten.

One is for sketching systems or technologies that catch my eyes,

I did this so that I'll understand how they works, in terms of building my own theories about them.

Another one is for sketching miscellaneous things around me, for instance people, items and just anything that catch my eyes too.

But now the books are facing the same fate.

I just don't know why I'm always fail to manage my leisure life like other people.

I can't always do what I like the most. But then, I try to like the things that I'm doing now,

The paperwork, The plan, The personal research and not to forget, upcoming Industrial Training in another 2 days.

Wish me well all the time. Tata~

P/s: Wish all other FAsA frens and FKP seniors the best LI!!!

Because I can't always catch you when you fall...

A young boy and his father went to a playground.

It was a perfect Sunday where all parents will bring their children out.

As a father, it's his duty to spend at least a morning with his family.

The boy ran very fast and the father was catching up with him, gasping for air.

The naughty little toddler climbed up a tree. He felt so high up, and happy.

But, when he looked down to the ground, the earth was seemed to be too faraway.

His father saw that.

He said:" Son, jump down, I'll catch you, don worry."

The little one jump down and his father caught him.

It was fun. He climbed up the tree again and again.

The father caught him again and again... until...

"Gedebuk..!!!"

The little boy felt to the ground. His left knee was bleeding, bursting into cries.

His father quickly fetched him up but he resisted and said,

"Dad, you lie to me, you say you will always catch me when I fall."

"Of course I will..."

"No you're not, you lie to me, I dun want to trust you anymore..."

"Good, you're a clever boy, you learn things fast."

His father picked him up and brought him to the nearest clinic to clean the wound.

They both then enjoyed chocolate ice-cream on their way back to home.

Moral of the story:

---- malas nak fikir dan menaip lagi---- Lu cari la sendiri jawapan dia----

P/s:

My dad said that, what good about trust is that, It follows the money.

Archive: From web.

I want this to be my pet, the Leopard Gecko or

this one also can, the Borneo Short-tailed python...

ANYONE or BREEDERS who sell these things... Please contact me or PM me in FB thanks.

Undefined...

I don't know you, but I want you,
All the more for that.
And words fall through me,
And always fool me,
And I can't react.
And game that never amount,
To more than they're meant,
Will play themselves out.
Take this 'sinking boat' and point it home,
We've still got time.
Raise your hopeful and faithful voice,
You had the choice,
You've made it now.
Falling slowly,
eyes that know me,
And I can't go back.
Moods that take me and erase me,
and I'm painted black.
Well, you've suffered enough,
And warred with yourself,
It's time that you won.
Sing your melody,
I'll sing along,

Call... and I'll sing along...
...but sorry if I sing a different song...

P/s:
Life is not easy, just go with the flow, damn but actually I believe it,
Better to wear a shirt that suits you rather than the one you like,
for it won't fit your body most of the time, especially if you're plump. (It happens so many times to me, and now they're 'sleeping' in the closet or becoming a terrific present for people in which it suits...)
But still, it feels so different and wrong... why?

Saved by 'it'...

It's been a while now. But it felt just like yesterday,
I wrote in this living journal.
This drizzling night, it feels so real,
A calm ambience, promoting this empty mine to think more than just his past.

Yesterday evening, one day before December emerged,
I went out for a tea with mummy,
and I don't know her real intentions until she introduced me to her friends.
The funny thing was that, her friends who have daughters about my age.
They were like amazed and startled by the 'shocking' me.
I was bombarded by funny questions like, "U look extremely healthy, what u eat there?" and "U got darker, u sport a lot?" and "U like it there?" and so on... blax3...
Mum seems to be their head, and the only one with an available boy child, opening hot discussion topics with her friends, talking about their girly yesterdays and how they met their husbands.
Mum were enjoyed talking to her friends, and I'm enjoying the hot coffee until,
one of them point a killing question to me,
and it sounds like this:" You have a girlfriend Joe?"
Shy yet speechless me looked and mum,
and spontaneously she said:" My son will complete his study first before he can have relationship with any girls. He can, but only when I give the green light. "
One of them said:" Invite us if you gonna marry, and I'm wondering whose daughter will that be."
I smiled. And mum asked me:" U remember her daughter Joe? She's very pretty right now u know... She's slim and loves to dance..."
I smiled. And this time, that lady said," U should meet her, she wants to see you..."
And mum added," Yeah, I saw her already, she's adorable and polite. I think you two are great together." and blax3.....
Personally, I hate match-making, especially when I'm the one involved in it.
Faked smiles, and sitting still. I can't take it anymore and suddenly I told everyone,
"Oh, I forgot that I need to buy something."
"What is it Joe?"
"Ermm... Oh ya, JUS-MATE-5..." I controlled myself from bursting into laughs.
Luckily, none of these people knew what was I talking about except for mum, if not, public humiliation!
From far, I heard something like," U're son is drinking jus for health? Wow, that's excellent!"
I left the 'discussion congress women' on their round table and off downstairs, searching for my 'JUS-MATE-5'.
This 'JUS-MATE-5' was great and grand, and its been a year since I ever munch this delicious Cha Sao Pau.
Passerby were looking at me in an odd way. In their minds, "What's so great about that Pau anyway?"