I ask my girl To take a walk, Down Orchard road, Bypass Mandarin, To Centrepoint, Where we had lunch, At MacDonald...
We had fillet, And apple pie, We share a cup, Of lemon tea, Holding her hand, Look into her eyes, I ask my girl, to be my valentine
There was one night, There was no light, There was no light, So we use torchlight, Holding her hand, Look into her eyes, I ask my girl, To be my future wife
When I book in, I felt lovesick, I coulnt eat, I coulnt sleep, Picking up handphone, I call her home. Her mama said, She's not at home..
I want to cry, I want to die, After sometime, I change my mind, I told myself, Oh wat a F**k, Next time book out, I try my luck...
There was this girl, Who wears no bra, Her tits so big, Can see from far, I ask her out, She said "OK lah" So off we go, To Hotel Shangri La...
Down came her skirt, Down came my pants, I saw her hole, So i start to screw, She moan my name I spank her ass. After sometime, Tarik senjata..
By Fehrul Stifler |{2:13 AM|
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Sunday, June 21, 2009
For the first time at Kallang Cage, I lost count of the number of goals i put in. It feels so good when everything seems to collapse around me.
Mixing with the not matreps-ite guys makes me feel so comfortable. Guess i should hang out with soccer dudes often. Home sure is boring now.
I've still yet to go to the beach though. i just want to go there. At least before i enter SISPEC(school of infantry speciallist)
By Fehrul Stifler |{2:14 AM|
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Saturday, June 20, 2009
December 22..... December 22..... December 22.....
Masturah's birthday then. celebrated on December 23rd. Coz mine's on the 24th.... The first and only time i celebrated a birthday with somebody i loved. Past Tense. Have to move on.
Went to Mind's Cafe. HAD FUN!!!! Iqah, her 2 friends, Ain and Syahidah, Khai and his friend, Liyana, and me. I swear i'll be goin there frequently then. But not to frequent though.
Went to Nenek's house before the outing. I felt so pissed. Angry. How can she be so damn kind towards people? I felt like crying then. But held back my tears. Nenek's been actually lending money to people!!! And some haven't even pay her!!! Seriously i felt so pissed with Sharifah Aini's mother. That's right. Sharifah Aini, the singer. That lady. Staying at my old house now. Damn it la. Nenek so old already yet you borrow from her. Ask from your daughter la you fucker. She's a Malaysian artist for God sake. Fuck la. Totally destroyed my mood for today. Luckily i didn't show it up.
Love you so much Nenek. More than anything else.
By Fehrul Stifler |{1:43 AM|
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Friday, June 19, 2009
February 14, 2003.
I got my first real girlfriend like finally. Syafiah. Met her during our Malay Dance practice. She was everything.
April 4, 2003.
Rumours that she's timing me. I ignore those.
May 29, 2003.
Broke off with her. Initially i've been timed. She was never single. Ironically, the guy's from Chai Chee Sec and he's a friend of mine. Made the right decision but with a heavy heart.
July 9, 2003.
Started a relationship with Farhanah. A part-time model under Create Talents Agency. Same school still and the same level as Syafiah. With her, it felt as if she's grabbing my balls. No freedom. Have to call her every second possible. Must call her at night just to wish her good night. Must report on the stuffs I'm doing.
August 8, 2003.
Broke up with her for 3 hours before patching up back. Syafiah's been stalkin and spyin me since July 9th. Her networks of minahs reporting my movement. Even my own classmates knew about this.
September 3, 2003.
Broke up with Farhanah for good. Why? How does it feels like if you're girlfriend was literally fucking other guys? And being me back then, i simply broke off with her. The reason being that i need to concentrate on my O's. What about Syafiah? There she came trying to be nice.
September 20, 2003.
There i saw the girl of my dreams. So white, so pure. By the name of Masturah. She was the torch that leads my night. She was everything. We became close friends. Very close. We could even go on then became just friends. What separates us then is Syafiah. How evil that witch is. She's the reason i didn't make the first important move. I was nice an naive then. Oh how much i hate it then.
March 2004.
My soul weep a million tears. My heart bleeds a river of death. Pain. To suffer so much pain. That 1 sentence is a death sentence. How could a lady be so much 'pain'?
The events that changed me totally. I'm pain.
February 17, 2009.
Once again i feel pain. Every grudge i hold on to gone. It hurts but not so badly. Pain. I'm lost. Too much pain. It feels numb now. If only i could reverse back time.
It's cold now. So hard. Empty. Just a shell. No more pain now. It's just cold and empty.
I killed myself twice. Due to my own Stupidity. If only i've waited. If only i've patience. On that February 2003, i would have been with Nadia. If only i've waited a little longer. If only i'm faithfull, events on Feb 17 2009 won't happen.
Then again, everything happens with a sole purpose upon it.
By Fehrul Stifler |{2:58 AM|
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Monday, June 15, 2009
Drag me to hell. A GROSS MOVIE!!! Hahahaha... thanks Raudah for accompanying me.
Bought this cheapo printer at the IT fair. Could scan and photocopy too. Pretty interesting. Still, i hate those crowds.
Nonetheless, we'll see how Monday comes. I just feel like cycling aimlessly in the morning. Ehk... Why not, i cycle while takin pictures!!! Hahaha! That'll be cool. At least it ease my mind of something else. Other things.
