Gua Dah Cakap Dah Lu Tak Caya!

Suppose I called you up tonight and told you that I loved you
And suppose I said "I wanna come back home".
And suppose I cried and said "I think I finally learned my lesson"
And I'm tired a-spendin' all my time alone.

If I told you that I realised you're all I ever wanted
And it's killin' me to be so far away.
Would you tell me that you loved me too and would we cry together?
Or would you simply laugh at me and say:

"I told you so, oh I told you so
I told you some day you come crawling back and asking me to take you in
I told you so, but you had to go
Now I found somebody new and you will never break my heart in two again".

If I got down on my knees and told you I was yours forever
Would you get down on yours too and take my hand?
Would we get that old time feelin', would we laugh and talk for hours
The way we did when our love first began?

Would you tell me that you'd missed me too and that you'd been so lonely
And you waited for the day that I returned.
And we'd live in love forever and that I'm your one and only
Or would you say the tables finally turned?

Would you say:

"I told you so, oh I told you so
I told you some day you come crawling back and asking me to take you in
I told you so, but you have to go
Now I found somebody new and you will never break my heart in two again".

"Now I found somebody new and you will never break my heart in two again".

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matilah gua!

Dear Diary 1

Me and Darcy in my dream

5 days ago;
Dear diary, can i have my own Darcy Silverman?

3 days ago;
Dear diary, i think i've found my Darcy Silverman. Now i just have to secretly fall in love with her for 5 years before trying to impress her by copying timeout travelogue journal about Mexico (say mek-hee-ko).

This morning;
Dear diary, just now Summer called me telling she had a dream last night. It was about us sitting on my favourite bench in the park, staring each other favourite buildings. Yes, she's the one who left me hanging for months without any reason. What should i do? Darcy is getting to notice me these days when i intentionally keep strolling in front of her office. I can't forego that.

Me and Summer enjoying our buildings. Yes, i've gained some weight ever since.

*Fan-fi inspired by films; 500 Days of Summer & Gulliver's Travel

Tabik Daripada Gua

Toast To The Nice Guys. They Finish Last.

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This is a tribute to the nice guys. The nice guys that finish last, that never become more than friends, that endure hours of whining and bitching about what assholes guys are, while disproving the very point. This is dedicated to those guys who always provide a shoulder to lean on but restrain themselves to tentative hugs, those guys who hold open doors and give reassuring pats on the back and sit patiently outside the changing room at department stores.

This is in honor of the guys that obligingly reiterate how cute/beautiful/smart/funny/sexy their female friends are at the appropriate moment, because they know most girls need that litany of support. This is in honor of the guys with open minds, with laid-back attitudes, with honest concern. This is in honor of the guys who respect a girls every facet, from her privacy to her theology to her clothing style.

This is for the guys who escort their drunk, bewildered female friends back from parties and never take advantage once theyre at her door, for the guys who accompany girls to bars as buffers against the rest of the creepy male population, for the guys who know a girl is fishing for compliments but give them out anyway, for the guys who always play by the rules in a game where the rules favor cheaters, for the guys who are accredited as boyfriend material but somehow dont end up being boyfriends, for all the nice guys who are overlooked, underestimated, and unappreciated, for all the nice guys who are manipulated, misled, and unjustly abandoned, this is for you.

This is for that time she left 40 urgent messages on your cell phone, and when you called her back, she spent three hours painstakingly dissecting two sentences her boyfriend said to her over dinner. And even though you thought her boyfriend was a chump and a jerk, you assured her that it was all ok and she shouldnt worry about it. This is for that time she interrupted the best killing spree youd ever orchestrated in GTA4 to rant about a rumor that romantically linked her and the guy she thinks is the most repulsive person in the world. And even though you thought it was immature and you had nothing against the guy, you paused the game for two hours and helped her concoct a counter-rumor to spread around the floor.

This is also for that time she didnt have a date, so after numerous vows that there was nothing serious between the two of you, she dragged you to a party where you knew nobody, the beer was awful, and she flirted shamelessly with you, justifying each fit of reckless teasing by announcing to everyone: oh, but were just friends! And even though you were invited purely as a symbolic warm body for her ego, you went anyways. Because youre nice like that.

The nice guys dont often get credit where credit is due. And perhaps more disturbing, the nice guys dont seem to get laid as often as they should. And I wish I could logically explain this trend, but I cant. From what I have observed on campus and what I have learned from talking to friends at other schools and in the workplace, the only conclusion I can form is that many girls are just illogical, manipulative being. Many of them claim they just want to date a nice guy, but when presented with such a specimen, they say irrational, confusing things such as oh, hes too nice to date or he would be a good boyfriend but hes not for me or he already puts up with so much from me, I couldnt possibly ask him out! or the most frustrating of all: no, it would ruin our friendship. Yet, they continue to lament the lack of datable men in the world, and they expect their too-nice-to-date male friends to sympathize and apologize for the men that are jerks.

Sorry guys, girls like that are beyond my ability to fathom. I cant figure out why the connection breaks down between what they say (I want a nice guy!) and what they do (Im going to sleep with this complete ass now!). But one thing I can do, is say that the nice-guy-finishes-last phenomenon doesnt last forever. There are definitely many girls who grow out of that train of thought and realize they should be dating the nice guys, not taking them for granted. The tricky part is finding those girls, and even trickier, finding the ones that are single.

So, until those girls are found, I propose a toast to all the nice guys. You know who you are, and I know youre sick of hearing yourself described as ubiquitously nice. But the truth of the matter is, the world needs your patience in the department store, your holding open of doors, your party escorting services, your propensity to be a sucker for a pretty smile. For all the crazy, inane, absurd things you tolerate, for all the situations where you are the faceless, nameless hero, my accolades, my acknowledgement, and my gratitude go out to you. You do have credibility in this society, and your well deserved vindication is coming.

-Ismail Khan -

*Disalin dari bacaan gua di blog Jay Ismail. Kredit buat lu dan penulis asal!

Uncle Bahar's Journey To The Tennessee

Sedap! gua rasa nanti bila tua sikit nak pakai nama pena Uncle Bahar la. Sound dia bila sebut jadi cool tak patut.

"Uncle Bahar bukan tak yakin akan kelibat pencacai tu, tapi Uncle Bahar tak berkenan sangat. Sembang belakang nok aramm...." ujar Uncle Bahar sambil plucking mellow lagu Inspektor Remos.

Tak patut sangat

Apa kejadahnya orang-orang sedih nak tinggalkan Ramadhan.

Ramai yang rindukan Aidilfitri yang makin hampir.

Tak lupa juga yang darah mendidih teringatkan Tunku Abdul Rahman laung kemerdekaan.

Tapi gua kecewa tak patut Ejen Sarah Walker sudah tiada lagi malam tadi.

Siapa yang tak patut ni?

Summer Akhirnya

Rambut, kau punya panjang sepatutnya boleh kasi trim sikit supaya penggayaan kusut itu dapat dipotretkan dengan lebih kekuatannya. Ya, untuk menerjah minda-minda perempuan-perempuan tidak berpunya yang acap biasanya lebih idam kusut gaya Brad Pitt dalam Seven ataupun masai macam Johnny Depp dalam The Curse of The Black Pearl.

Jambang, kau jangan pura-pura tak mengerti. Hal ini bukan perkara main-main, kau tak kurang perlunya disamping rambut. Kadar pertumbuhan kau perlu sekata cantik macam jambang-jambang lelaki-lelaki bolasepak Itali dan Argentina. Tidak, bukan Lionel Messi. Dia belum pernah pegang pisau cukur. Gillete tak terfikir langsung untuk dikaitkan dengan dia. Daripada si Lionel, lebih baik aku ikut rona Tom Hansen yang hopeless pada Summer Finn.



Arghh....Summer Finn, buat aku langsung lupa hal-hal penting. Imej kau memenuhi tempat duduk dalam bas tambang pergi kerja buat aku bingung.

Rambut, jambang, kau orang boleh tunggu. Summer terlalu kuat untuk buat aku kisah hal lain. Misi kau, kau dan aku boleh tunggu lain hari. Mungkin kalau Joachim Loew dah tinggalkan tabiat garu ketiak di khalayak ramai, kita boleh pertimbangkan imej dia. Tak salah pun bergaya metro!