Stand Your Ground!
IdeallyAidil.
Thursday, January 29, 2009
i miss this little princess
go ahead tell the world i got cheap vespa! secret secret!
im tinkering hard again. got a call from the organiser saying i made for the interview for the hunks contest in my school. time and time again ive countlessly repeated myself that i dont wanna join this contest. i brad pitt or what?! im not even close to master yoda sia. haha. nice or what. cipet!! well i know i sign up but i waas forced!
i want to tell you how lame guys in my school can get. when they are ask why they join the competition, this is what 99% said :
1) for fun my fren ask to join.
2) for fun wanna try see got luck anot
3) my fren force me sia to join kanasai!
4) i have always been an aspiring model and i want to be famous like beckham (more like blackham!)
and this what i wrote for the why i joined this competiton :
I join this contest to prove that hunks need not be prettyboys with nice body. A hunk is somewhat someone who has confidence and good self esteem. Someone who can lead and has interesting personality. Has charm and charisma. Someone down to earth and humble. Someone whom people look up to. Which is definetely me! I want to prove that average Joe's like me can definitely thrive in this mini contest. LONG LIVE SHREK!!
see creativity rules man. you guys need not agree with the fuck i wrote down. fuck spider and die.
all the best to all the prettyboys in my school. balls and gay!
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Hello tonight looks like another insomnia night again. Hey how do I look? HAHA!
Im working and schooling tmr meaning i should prolly call it a night but theres football at 4am might stay up and watch. should i sleep or what huh?
today played yo momma jokes with everyone in school and it was a blast. im an idiot. more like bam margera but the not so daredevil type but i'll try hard enough to make it. school food is getting suckier each day. subway and nasi lemak power is opening at clementi mrt which is near to school. means subway loves like me fathiah anis and hasan would acknowledge and look up for. nice or what! and maybe i can give indralemak his well deserved nasi lemak soon. wait for it okay idiot.
look i have a huge problem. i need help so please do drop me a tag and tell me which should i choose.
1. Hunk Contest
2.Be the photographer for the contest and event itself
yes my school is organising a hunk and babe contest for valentines and my mates want me in. fuck shit man! do i look like a hunk? maybe my gf thinks i am but i dont think everyone must agree with her. like i rather do something im good at like photography or something right? hahahaha. idk. im still lost. help me on this.
a sexciting weekend waits ahead.
i so cant wait!!!!!
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
This adorable ravishing girl over here is the most manja-ful, naughty-ful, and everything i ever need ever!! I love you. My thank yous will never end cos you'll never stop making me say that so thank you baby for everything!I had a fucking good long weekend! Friday/Saturday/Sunday/Monday/Tuesday. Nice or what!
Friday naughty little secret with baby then dinner.
Saturday dinner and then naughty little secret with baby then met bart 'vespaboy' then went cck to meet the gilera gang then off to supper.
Sunday met san srul sha and lydia for a chillaxing good time at starbucks!
Monday was the climax! Went cycling at ECP with babybushuk then met mama and aliaa!! Finally babybushuk met Aliaalagibushuk! They both like bestfriends! ME LIKEY!
Tuesday is still laggin but im sure i will have fun like loads cos tmr back to sch and my english today sucks ah sorry malas nak update tapi so what i am a rockstar! hahs lame shit.
bye
Thursday, January 22, 2009
We're not gay! But we're fucking lazy bastards!
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Do nothing to help me overcome these insecurities
Have I imagine this would be happening my world came crumbling down
Cause a few years ago I give you my all
Not worrying if I made a huge mistake And my instinct let me down,
A crumpled state of mind that resurrects me
And so a solitary life waits ahead
Im not used to this and im crying out loud
The remnants of the past keeps creeping up on me
The lullaby you sing sound haunting every time
The mirror sings back at me
I know it’s hard for me to say it happen long ago
But memories etched and I forgive but not forget I’m so torn at all the seams
I’m trying hard to mend it back
Do you ever care when I need you, you're never there
So much for all the promises
a solitary life waits ahead
Solitary-20DC
boy oh boy. one after another. i need my escape. fast!
Sunday, January 18, 2009
what do you reckoned? what do you seek? hope? peace? harmony?
all you hope for is lost. forsaken. day by day, this poor souls fight to see the light again. not knowing when is their next meal? will they ever see their mothers, fathers, siblings and loved ones again? think. take a second. put yourself in their shoes. what would you do? run? fight? hide? they can't answer. but they can pray. their hope dangles on a string. their heartbeat limits as precious seconds run out. what brings to the future of those young palestiniens? all is taken by cruel men. men taking whats not theirs. never satisfied for what they have. long has this war begun. and they will not stop until every single one crumble.
what if this happens to you? what if?
my prayers will always be with you my brothers and sisters.
may you rest in peace in the kingdom of heaven.
aidil 2201hrs
Friday, January 16, 2009
i miss nur fathiah like nobody's business.
im going to meet adam in a few minutes to play footie a fico! sexcited! its been awhile since i kicked a moffo ball. wheeeee.
its mayday mayday so go listen to the fray!
im going to meet adam in a few minutes to play footie a fico! sexcited! its been awhile since i kicked a moffo ball. wheeeee.
its mayday mayday so go listen to the fray!
Thursday, January 15, 2009
dear egocentric, egoistical, egomaniacal, egotistical, self-absorbed, self-centered, self-involved, selfish, self-seeking, self-serving you nasty bollywood diva,
i am very abhorred, appalled, displeased, fastidious, fed up, full up, grossed out, had bellyful, had enough, had it, nauseated, nauseous, outraged, overwrought, queasy, repelled, repulsed, revolted, satiated, scandalized, sick, sick and tired of, sick of, squeamish, teed off, tired, turned off, unhappy, with regards of your action. you have once again stick your bloody hands on my life. on my relationship. yeah thats what i think. you can beg to differ if you want to. yeah.
you're influential. and you sucks. just now you gave me the face. I'VE HAD IT! i thought you're nice but you're rotten then i gave you a chance but still once you're black you're never gonna do a michael jackson. i've taken every shit that you've thrown at and i didn't say a thing about it. dont make me come at you you fuckin' ebony!
hey you petty grouch! my thank yous and sorrys are never fucken meant for you. and you dont have to be all round petty okay. come on. be intellectual. you dont lower yourself down. yeah, your facial expressions makes me sick in my stomach, it growls fouls! and i believe people have abide you long enough. til some poor souls cant take your foul self they have to get away from their comfort zone.
back at you; up yours pakibastard!
we dont need your bollywood antics drama-mama!
GO AWAY. FAR AWAY.
keep your hands and mind off my girl.
world, i've had it. really had it. sorry for this bloody post for she certainly deserve this.
let the flames begin motherfucker.
i am very abhorred, appalled, displeased, fastidious, fed up, full up, grossed out, had bellyful, had enough, had it, nauseated, nauseous, outraged, overwrought, queasy, repelled, repulsed, revolted, satiated, scandalized, sick, sick and tired of, sick of, squeamish, teed off, tired, turned off, unhappy, with regards of your action. you have once again stick your bloody hands on my life. on my relationship. yeah thats what i think. you can beg to differ if you want to. yeah.
you're influential. and you sucks. just now you gave me the face. I'VE HAD IT! i thought you're nice but you're rotten then i gave you a chance but still once you're black you're never gonna do a michael jackson. i've taken every shit that you've thrown at and i didn't say a thing about it. dont make me come at you you fuckin' ebony!
hey you petty grouch! my thank yous and sorrys are never fucken meant for you. and you dont have to be all round petty okay. come on. be intellectual. you dont lower yourself down. yeah, your facial expressions makes me sick in my stomach, it growls fouls! and i believe people have abide you long enough. til some poor souls cant take your foul self they have to get away from their comfort zone.
back at you; up yours pakibastard!
we dont need your bollywood antics drama-mama!
GO AWAY. FAR AWAY.
keep your hands and mind off my girl.
world, i've had it. really had it. sorry for this bloody post for she certainly deserve this.
let the flames begin motherfucker.
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
im in school right now. and school is great. because i got friends. wheeee!
hasrul is playing warcraft and hasan step doing project mcm paham! wan trying to scrape himself out of trouble and i am style. yes. ive got my lastest warning for porjects and etp is due tmr which ive not touch them since 2008. nice.hasrul potek tak nampak screen tapi effort babe! im bored. i miss baby. i miss aliaa. yeahhhh.
hasan: eh dok what did u dream about yday?
me: oh smlm aku jadi hancock balik then aku ngan shrek jadi bestfrens!
hasan! hahaha. konek!
me: then kita naik KTM shrek jadi pillion gi rescue princess fiona.
hasan: cock bodoh!
me: hasan aku ade website nak ask you to go and see.
hasan: ape dia?
hasan: whoa best best!
out of a sudden, hasrul scremed.
hasrul: ahhhhh!! aku mati main warcraft!
me and hasan: (whispers) dia ade spasm!
hasrul: ah main crazy taxi ah!
me: aku nak tngok russel peters boleh?
then i watch russel peters.
the end
UPDATES.
everytime you breathe, im an inch closer to my KTM 09' exc200.
wait for it, wait for it.
i need to be punctual.
i need to save up for ben sherman bag.
i need battery grip for my canon eos 400d.
i need crumpler camera bag.
i need wayfarer.
-thats for the month of January.
Muhammad Aidil definitely needs 'mayday! mayday!' regards to his projects.
Together we cry.
everytime you breathe, im an inch closer to my KTM 09' exc200.
wait for it, wait for it.
i need to be punctual.
i need to save up for ben sherman bag.
i need battery grip for my canon eos 400d.
i need crumpler camera bag.
i need wayfarer.
-thats for the month of January.
Muhammad Aidil definitely needs 'mayday! mayday!' regards to his projects.
Together we cry.
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
when i was a botak boywhoa oh whoa whoa oh
i would like to thank Mr Henry Tay for successfully sending me for anger management rehab(AMR)classes 4 years ago. i 'would' have been either a terrorist/hooligan/noble prize winner or a definite average chump. but for that matter i wasn't becoming any. so thank you.
i was put up to the test this few weeks. i got the better of the EAC. EAC stands for extreme anger control. which Mrs Hudson from AMR thought. no its not about counting to 10. its about you taking better control of whats burning inside. there were 5 of us in the class. by the end of class number 4, i was the only lad there. the rest were born to use violence on all sorts of problems. (yeah one guy beat up a cat cos it stared at him, it was that bad). Mrs Hudson had a solution for me. She explore my inner senses with me. She's very encouraging and motivating. she found out something about me. something magical. something thats makes me me.
she said ' my dear boy, you dont have to worry. you're the sort of person who stands on his own two feet'. with her saying that meaning. i can be alone. eat alone. watch movie alone. and just make everyone invinsible. that was my strength. that was my getaway.
i was mugged by 12 situations this past 2 weeks. and i manhandled every single one of them. i grab them by them throats and made my stand. i wasnt giving in. i wasnt gonna blow my top. and i didnt. i didnt. i didnt. but i had my achilles heel. i had a weakness. my weakness falls through like a kryptonite. and its you.
i will posses your heart.
i would like to thank Mr Henry Tay for successfully sending me for anger management rehab(AMR)classes 4 years ago. i 'would' have been either a terrorist/hooligan/noble prize winner or a definite average chump. but for that matter i wasn't becoming any. so thank you.
i was put up to the test this few weeks. i got the better of the EAC. EAC stands for extreme anger control. which Mrs Hudson from AMR thought. no its not about counting to 10. its about you taking better control of whats burning inside. there were 5 of us in the class. by the end of class number 4, i was the only lad there. the rest were born to use violence on all sorts of problems. (yeah one guy beat up a cat cos it stared at him, it was that bad). Mrs Hudson had a solution for me. She explore my inner senses with me. She's very encouraging and motivating. she found out something about me. something magical. something thats makes me me.
she said ' my dear boy, you dont have to worry. you're the sort of person who stands on his own two feet'. with her saying that meaning. i can be alone. eat alone. watch movie alone. and just make everyone invinsible. that was my strength. that was my getaway.
i was mugged by 12 situations this past 2 weeks. and i manhandled every single one of them. i grab them by them throats and made my stand. i wasnt giving in. i wasnt gonna blow my top. and i didnt. i didnt. i didnt. but i had my achilles heel. i had a weakness. my weakness falls through like a kryptonite. and its you.
i will posses your heart.
Sunday, January 4, 2009
im terrribly sorry for the lack of updates but what the heck. i surely do think no one ever visits my humble blog. if anyone do pls tag so i know. not for the fame but for the benefit for those who have flash photography in polygamland.
yes i just came back from dynamo kiev after a 2 week long stint trying to impress the scouts so they will sign me up prolly i'd carry up a sum tag worth 44million euros in times to come. back check to reality im stuck with fucking school which starts in less than 12 hours and the project due's are far more worst than death row.
i had a familyful weekend with adam and his family. thanks for the great hospitality cousin! i had a blast. i didnt sleep for approx. 36 hours now and i have four long essays to complete so my big monster in school wont shout at me or make faces cos i know she will if she knows i didnt even touch my project at all. but fuck it cos in my world, its viva la bam style! tmr would be the unholy union man. idk what to expect for all i know ; i just need my girlfriend and everything would be a-okay.
i would sincerely try and update more more more.
AIDIL IS MOTHERFUCKING ADDICTED TO MCDONALDS TWISTER FRIES!