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Take Me Away(acoustic) - Lifehouse

Friday, June 30, 2006 @ 5:39 PM
Constipated People Don't Give A Crap

Apparently, i must have been freaking out some lovely people with all my so called weird posts.

Hence since its a friday, i decided to write about something meaningful & to rack up some hasanah (kebaikan) in the process...

A few friends are going through tough times with either break ups or problems in their r/ships.

Heck...i feel for them during this tough times...its prolly harder than scaling Bukit Timah.

R/ships boils down to just one single word...LOVE.

Coz thats prolly the only sane reason that i can come up with for two people of the opposite sex to get into a r/ship ...

That is unless the only reason you are interested in getting into a r/ship is because you're only interested in getting laid...get the drift?

Well folks, you see...love are like endorphins.

Endorphins are found in chocolate...

And apparently chocolate gives you that same sensation as falling in love...that what hardi thinks obviously. *quipped*

Love is a blessing given to us by Allah to support and sustain our loved ones...

emotionally...

physically...

spiritually...

intellectually...

morally...

rationally...

aesthetically...

mentally...

ethically...

financially & psychologically to the best of our ability & iman.

Oh what the hell... I love you all.

Anyway, in a r/ship, i've always thought that prayers could always prove useful...

I mean "Doa itu adalah senjata orang mukmin"...

So if you're a girl having problems in your r'ship with your man...it wouldn't hurt a tiny bit for you to make doa...

Say a little doa...prolly something like this...

Dear Allah...

I pray for Wisdom to understand my man...

Love to forgive him...

And Patience for his moods...

Because, Oh Allah, if I were to pray for Strength...

I'll beat him to death...AMIN YA RABBAL ALAMIN.

Ok Wasalam.


Thursday, June 29, 2006 @ 5:42 PM

Out of curiousity, i asked my mom this silly question before i went to bed the other night.

That question being, "What were the first words thst came out from my mouth when i was a little kiddo?"

Mom couldn't exactly recall what my first words were as she was prolly to busy changing my soiled diapers...

Then i thought to myself...

Its kinda obvious that every single little tots first words were prolly mama, dada (or the like)...or maybe something like gaga, gagabooboo (or something of the like)...

The first words out of my mouth could have been goo goo ga ga...

In baby language it must have meant...

"Quick! Change my diapers, i can't breathe!"

But if i could start again...it would have been...

"somebody shoot BUSH!"

There must be loads of stuffs that my parents do not know about me...

The fact that i smoked when i was in sec skool must have been one of my best kept secrets...

Through closed eyes, I then visualize...what are the things that my parents prolly do not know about me...

1) That i'm actually adopted and was swapped at KK Hospital.

2) That i'm insane.

3) That i'm also an idiot.

4) That i can be both at consecutive times.

5) That i'm a lunatic.

6) But i'm a saner lunatic than they are.

7) They don't know what kind of odd music I listen to. (Ex: Nasyid songs) *deadpan*

8) They don't know that i'm secretly planning the take over the world using cows & skateboards.

9) My parents think I'm gay. My big secret is that I'm not.

10) My secret wish is to live in the Amazon.

I guess the late nights catching the World Cup must be taking a toll on me...

Just the other night, i stayed up to watch the 3am match...

It was then when i saw a small white object on the floor crawling and rolling around... i seriously thought it was a mouse but it was only tissue. *slaps forehead*

After finding out that it was just some tissue...

In my mind i was like "what the %^&$%#"...and i thought i was feeling high with all the caffiene and endorphins...damn!

Bye, folks!




Monday, June 26, 2006 @ 9:43 PM

I feel like crap...my nose is stuffed and i just feel horrible.

Actually i dunno how I feel exactly coz feelings are stupid...so let's just boycott them all.

Right now, i'm growing my thoughts...they want to come out...

My thoughts are like watching fake grass trying to grow...

I was just wondering if i can really beat the daylights out of a person?

I think i'm the girly girly type...anyway i wouldn't think anyone would want to pick a fight with me as i'm oh so lovable...tee hee!

I could only ever slap people. Fighting properly seems too formal to me.

I am not gonna lie, I can't really fight...my hands are too weak... but hey i can kick!

I've only had a proper proper fight once in primary skool, but before a single punch was thrown...all the peeps ran away coz the discipline master made an unannounced entrance.

However...i probably can verbally beat someone up.

When someone disses you, make doa for them....

It will stump them:May you get Jannah...Amin!

Here's a good comeback doa:May sand always fill your shoes...geez!

I'm usually a really mellow guy and it takes a lot to get me violent...well, any guy can kick butt if he's mad enough even if he's the girly girly type.

Speaking of doas...

To zak...doa request received and in processing...i'll ship it out with the sunrise the next morning. Best wishes, young man....haha!

I was watching Farenheit 9/11 the other night on cable...its about Michael Moore's view on what happened to the United States after September 11 and how the Bush Administration allegedly used the tragic event to push forward its agenda for unjust wars in Afghanistan and Iraq...great stuff!

The funniest quotes i have ever heard from that movie must have been Bush saying :

1) Long Live America.

2) God Bless America.

See very funny...better hide before the FBI come and get me or worst Singapore's very own Internal Security Department...yikes! *runs away and hides under bed*


Friday, June 23, 2006 @ 9:02 PM

Ahoy folks...again!!!

Before i start with my "superheroes" post today...

Do you folks want to know whats one of my pet peeves when doing Friday prayers?

Its when you line up to pray and the person next to you steps on your toes!!!

Damn, be gentle, dude...i gotta earn a living.

That unfortunately happened to me today...but not to worry...

Its all good...kesabaran separuh keimanan...cey!

Talking about "superheroes"...

Think of all those times when you have sat in front of the tv screen with your mouth open...

looking at your favourite cartoon characters...

Superman, Batman, Wonder Woman, The Flash, Spiderman, X-Men, Ninja Turtles, Transformers, Power Rangers...Barney The Purple Dinosaur!!!

So here are some whom i picked at random...

I think The Flash sucks... geez!

I mean...whats with the yellow ear plugs and crappy suit?

His legs would get fried if he ran that fast wearing such a costume.

Errmm...and don't even get me started on Wonder woman. *aurat alert*

I've never liked Wonder woman... she seemed so fake and powerless to me.

Haha...and the only thing i remember her doing was flying and prancing around in her underwear.

While Batman looks like a drag queen on steroids...tee hee!

My oh my...not to forget Superman...yikes!

Superman's outfit colors...TACKY!!!

I mean COME ON... red and blue?

And they were bold!

Oh gosh...Superman wearing his underwear on the outside...remember? *nearly faints*

I remember having a crush on one of the Power rangers when i was young and dumb....

I used to wake up so early on saturdays, just so that i can see her!!!

How pathetic was i...

I also remember all the girls swooning over the Green Ranger!

*talks to fist* ZORDON ZORDON! come in ZORDON!

*Laughing myself silly*

Spiderman : from being a geek to the coolest guy ever!!!

Plus he's got Mary Jane...haha!

Well, if i had superpowers myself...i'd like to have...

X-ray vision so i can umm err uhhh...*hides*

Fly and be super strong!!! Shoot beams!!! Wakaka!!!

Or just teleport...hmm

I wish I had the power...to read people's minds...

And turn people into frogs...*evil chuckle*

Okie la folks...thats enough with being silly for the day...

Anyway, that tree outside looks lonely....

I should go and give it a hug!!!


Tuesday, June 20, 2006 @ 1:41 AM

Ahoy all!

I think during this World Cup, my brain works slower than usual...

Earlier this morning, after waking up from my "beauty sleep", i wanted to say "Assalamualaikum" to my mum who was in the kitchen...

But in my mind I was thinking "Alhamdulillah" but I couldn't remember how to say salam so i walked up to her and said ''Allahu Akbar''!

My mom had this dumbfounded look on her face....

And later in the afternoon, i was looking everywhere for my specs to use the comp...

and guess where they were the whole time?

On my face!!!

And you know what?

I had the sudden urge today to fight a gorilla in hand to hand combat...

I'm not sure why but the gorilla would probably beat me hands down...

I dunnoe, man...

BUT...i think if i hit him in the throat, or grabbed his nipple, i could take him...

What do you folks think? Tee hee...i must be nuts!

Anyway, come this weekend...

I want to personally kick Amir's butt for being online but stupidly not actually being at the pc and wasting valuable electricity and contributing to pollution and the breakdown of the ozone layer...

That is if i see him la....

For my next post..i'm contemplating about writing about superheroes!

Boy oh boy...wouldn't that be interesting? Hmm...


Monday, June 19, 2006 @ 6:38 PM
Fate is like a madman chasing me with a knive

Princess ruc had a little request...tee hee!

7 RANDOM FACTS ABOUT ME

-I am emo-phobic.
-I own my own website, comekissmybehindyoufool.com
-I look good in spandex...just like Superman.
-I am straight...as in my sexual orientation.
-I can fart, sneeze, cough, burp and do a 360 flip on a skateboard all at the same time.
-I am extremely shy with people from the opposite sex. *blush*
-I grow soft lush facial hair.

7 THINGS THAT SCARE ME

-George Bush and his merry men *deadpan*
-Cows falling from the sky.
-Cops knocking at my door.
-Getting followed around by transvestites at Changi.
-Hyper-ventilating.
-Hallucinations.
-You.

7 RANDOM MUSIC AT THE MOMENT

-Hawthorne Heights - Ohio Is For Lovers
-From First To Last - Note To Self
-Strung Out - Analog
-John Mayer - Your Body Is A Wonderland
-MxPx - The Darkest Places
-Hidden In Plain View - Ashes, Ashes
-Lifehouse - You And Me

7 THINGS/PEOPLE I LIKE THE MOST

-My dysFUNctional family.
-My Guys & Dolls.
-Foam parties in the toilet.
-Blowing bubbles.
-People of the opposite sex. (who doesn't?)
-Waxing my beard.
-A board with 4 wheels.

7 THINGS I SAY THE MOST

-Intelligence is knowing that a tomato is a fruit.
-Dreams are awesome like a cow wearing glasses.
-You lazy cow.
-Lame tart.
-Dimwit.
-Tits & Ass.
-Astaghfirullah.

7 PEOPLE TO DO THIS

-My hot neighbour
-The girl who lives on th 8th floor
-Wonderwoman
-Paris Hilton
-Zarqawi (Oh yeah, it slipped my mind that he's already dead)
-The girl who cried at the bus-stop
-Oh you sweet little thing


Thursday, June 15, 2006 @ 11:47 AM
I don't suffer from insanity...I enjoy every minute of it :)

Dreams...

They can either be happy ones or depressing ones...

Mine...the dream that i had was downright weird...rather perculiar

No...it wasn't a wet dream...i didn't really pee in my pants or anything like that

This was something else...what were you folks thinking? *wry smile*

I actually dreamt that...

Kelloggs Tiger was chasing me, i thought he wanted to kill me so i ran...

I ran all the way to KFC where i ended up ordering a Zinger meal...

Then Kelloggs Tiger practically sat down at the table with me and ate together with me...then everything was alright.!

I mean, who dreams this kind of dreams anyway?

Surely there must be some meaning to it right?

So i decided that i'll try figuring out what my dream really meant....it could mean anything....it could be a sign or an omen...

After racking my brains...i came up with a few

1) That i should adopt a pet tiger?

2) I should start eating Kelloggs Frosties instead of Honeystars?

3) Dump KFC and start eating at coffee shops?

4) Pay a visit to the tigers at the Singapore Zoo?

5) Run in a marathon?

6) Bet all my life savings on Togo to win the World Cup?

7) Ask my hot neighbour out for a date?

8) Run around naked at the Esplanade?

Bleargh...i'm not to sure about the last one...who would want to see me naked anyway?

People would either end up getting nauseous, puking or worst....faint at the very sight of me naked...geez!

I probably should'nt read too much into the dream...

What if you dreamt last night that you got eaten up by a Great White Shark?

Well, it probably means you should stop eating Shark's Fin Soup...or else the Great White Shark himself will come and get you...


*Look at myself in the mirror*...yikes...my pores are opening up...i'd probably need to go for a facial during the weekend...


Wednesday, June 14, 2006 @ 7:06 PM

Its rather amusing...

When people say they aspire to go to Jannah when they die...

But in fact they aren't doing anything or something that will bring them to Jannah...

I myself do wish to go to Jannah when i die...

But the question is...do i deserve to?

Its like sitting for an exam and you have to prepare and study for it...

And you only get to know the results on the Day of Judgement itself...

I do not know if my bad overweighs my good and i sure do not know if i'll receive my book on my right hand or my left...

The fact is we have to work for it...

Lets take prayers for an example...

Its only 5 times a day and already at times it seems so difficult for us to fulfill this obligation...

You see, solat is one of the 5 Pillars of Islam...the other 4 being the syahadah, puasa, zakat
and Haj...

Looking back at the word 5 Pillars of Islam....

If we do not do our solat hence we are not fulfilling our responsibility as a Muslim right?

So aren't we collapsing our very own religion?

Imagine a house, you need pillars to make the house stand strong

The same goes for the 5 pillars of Islam....

If you don't solat, you take away one pillar...4 pillars left...its just like a man who has just one leg to walk on or man who is blind in one eye...

To me, solat is like the very essence that makes us a Muslim...

There are 24 hrs a day, so when i add up the minutes it usually takes to say the 5 times a day prayers...it only takes us roughly 30 mins or so....

So can't we just spare 30 minutes a day in our very life to prostrate to our Lord...or are we going to be so taken in by this worldly life and neglect our responsibility altogether...

I just think that we shouldn't be ignorant and lacklustre when it comes to such an important matter such as solat...its not something that we should take lightly and have that heck care attitude...

At least if we pelihara our solat...its one step to Jannah...

Anyway i wanna get high in Jannah...and probably indulge in some chocalate...tee hee!

If anyone has watched this season's Singapore Idol, i'm sure they know who Paul Twohill is...

Well, for my two cents worth...i think he looks retarded *quip*

Ahakz... and not to forget Rahimah Rahim...

My 1st thought when i saw her on TV was...oh boy, does she look HOT...

My 2nd thought of her...HOT again

My 3rd thought...you guess it...HOT once more

But when i thought about it again...boy, she's hot but then HELL IS HOTTER...*faints*


Sunday, June 11, 2006 @ 11:38 PM

Question:

Is Harry Potter a wimp or is he not?

You decide...

*Rhytmic mechanical breathing*

*A dark figure emerges from the shadows*

*Harry Potter is alerted by the dark presence, and turns around*

*And he sees......!*

*Mechanical voice speaks*"Harry, I am your Father!"

"No. You are lying! My father was killed by Voldermort"*

Harry is pissed off. And he raises the wand to hex the rude visitor in fancy black cloth with lights. The cape is cool though.

Like a dark wizard."I see.... *breathing*..... Dumbeldore has been telling stories.... *more breathing*..... the dark one didn't kill me. He only showed me the power of the dark side..... *breath*"

"What..? It is impossible! You liar!!"

*Harry fires a hex at the stranger, but it merely reflects off him. Harry's jaw dropped as he noticed the stranger doesn't even have a wand to defend himself.

"HAHAHAHA *cough.. breath* Impressive! .... But the dark side is powerful"

*Harry tries another spell, same result*

"Join me Harry! Together we can kill Voldermort. Dark lord has foreseen it!"

"I will nevah join youu" *in brit accent*

"Come to the dark side Harry. ... *breathing* Resistance is futile....." *more breathing*

"NEV-VAAAH!"

"We have cookies!" *breathing*

"Oh. Why didn't you say so? In that case....."

*Harry takes a cookie from a tray which seem to have appeared suddenly*

*The two figures walk into sunset*

To be mentally honest, i flipped upon reading this which i chanced upon while browsing through some forum. Harry Potter novels are a good read thou. I kinda like Dumbledore's beard...its so sunnah-like...if an ant were to get stuck in there, i bet it wouldn't be able to find its way out. Either that it'll suffocate to death. *evil laughter*

Watching England playing their 1st game against Paraguay...heart pain la.

The way they play is too predictable, no imagination...no penetration in attack...just pumping the ball up to Crouchy and expecting him to go give knockdowns to the on-rushing Owen...it just won't work out...

Even though Crouchy is a Liverpool player, i shudder at the thought when every time he jumps to head the ball....his legs will give way and break apart....*shudder at the thought*

Have you ever seen his legs anyway...they seem so fragile...so brittle...looks more like bones than muscles to me

Gerrard shouldn't be playing in front of the the back four...if you put him in that position...you are not playing him to his strengths..he should be playing just behind the front two instead...there is where he revels most...

Hell, if i were Mr Eriksson...this would be my much prefered formation

--------Robinson----------

Neville Terry Campbell Cole

--------Carragher----------

Beckham Lampard Joe Cole

--------Gerrard-------------

----Rooney-----
-----------------Owen-------


I am no pro but this has got to be the best way to go for England...

If you were wondering why i prefered Campbell instead of Ferdinand...well, reason is...Campbell keeps things simple and easy at the back while Ferdinand, cool as he may be...he tends to go forward with the ball a little bit too much for my liking...he is no Ronaldinho you gotta admit it...

And i have to say i dislike his hair...he probably thinks he looks like Snoop Dog with the hair

Lampard and Gerrard could take turns in going forward...Becks should just stick to the right flank....when i say stick, i mean really stick....Becks tends to drift into the middle too often too much...in the process congesting the midfield...he should just leave the midfield to Lamps and Gerrard...maybe Becks thinks he's Maradona or Zidane...

If Rooney ain't fit yet then Crouchy should take his place...i don't doubt his work ethic on the pitch...

You don't need to be a rocket scientist to know your football...if England keeps playing the way they played in the 1st match...they can forget about reaching the final.

That said...c'mon England!


Saturday, June 10, 2006 @ 11:37 AM
Something About Everything

Bismillah

A whole lot of things i wish to talk about, especially regarding the happenings on wednesday...as on that very day i went back to Pulau Tekong to attend Hairi's POP

The realisation dawned on me that...I MISS EVERYTHING ABOUT THE ARMY

SAR 21, M203, SAW, LAW, training outfield till the wee hours of the morning when everyone else is in la-la land, rappelling from 20 metre high cliffs at Changi, doing river crossings, hopping on board a Super Puma helicopter flying from Yishun to Marsiling, getting on an assault boat doing my Watermanship course at Seletar, getting lost in the jungle & finding your way out to the next checkpoint, training in Taiwan, getting fcuked up right left center by officers everytime you screw up...the list goes on.

All in all, the experience gained is invaluable as i initially thought that NS didn't really stand for National Service...instead i had always felt that that it stood for NATIONAL SLAVERY

I mean back then when i first got enlisted, i felt i could have done a lot with the 2 1/2 years of my life that i was to serve with the SAF...for one i could have continued with my studies...but instead...for the next 2 1/2 years the jungle would be my 2nd home and the SAF, my 2nd Mom.

And maybe there is some truth to the meaning what the SAF really stands for....not Singapore Armed Forces but Serve And Fcuk Off...

Anyway, watching Hairi pass out with his SBO & helmet on with the M 16 by his side...i suddenly feel the itch to get hold to an M 16 rifle...touch it, hug it, stripping it, assembling it, loading it...fire it...

Maybe Al-Qaeda should hire me *deadpan*

Speaking about Al-Qaeda, news is that Zarqawi is dead...apparently the US bombed him dead...thats what the US love to do nowdays anyway...that is to bomb people.

I was just curious though that he was'nt blown to smittherins, his head was still intact...still with Zarqawi dead, other people will still emerge to replace him...it will never end....

Nevertheless...with him dead...the US has one less problem to deal with...

And if you're thinking that i'm a Al-Qaeda sympathiser...no, i am not...

If you really claim to follow the Quran and Sunnah...you won't go around bombing and killing innocent people would you?

People who do so are complete dickheads that tarnish Islam as a whole and making a mockery out of the message that Prophet Muhammad SAW took pains in bringing to us.

Alritey, next up is the issue about the now "defunct" has been prime minister of Malaysia, Dr Mahatir...he's taking swipes at the the current PM Abdullah Badawi or affectionately called Pak Lah...

I was thinking what is up with this dude dissing the very same person whom he chose to succeed him as PM...something is probably not right up there in his head

If i were Pak Lah....i would have probably thrown Dr M into jail, lock him up and throw away the key.

Dr M should probably shut his gap and zip it...his time is over...soo he should just leave it at it and just let Pak Lah do his job.

If he has got a problem with the way Pak Lah runs the country...he should just come up to Pak Lah and say it straight to his face...you don't diss other people in public...that's not cute.

With that said...the World Cup is here!

I caught the opening game last night, it was certainly no bore.

6 goals, end to end action, free-flowing football...what more can you ask for?

Its great that Masjid Darussalam and Masjid Al-Istighfar are screening the matches live to pull in the youth...

What i do not understand is people are questioning the initiative...whether its a good move and all.

Well, i say as a youth that its a brilliant idea...

It brings us closer to the Masjid hence brings us closer to Allah...masjid itu kan Rumah Allah.

During half time....there will be motivational talks by the imams of the respective masjids.

You can do qiyam as well...and if the match is at 3am...you can always stay on to catch Fajar prayers.

All in all, the main idea is to give Muslim Youths another outlet in watching the World Cup.

Anyway that is where ''Muslim'' youths frequently hang out nowdays...clubs, pubs, gigs

Instead of watching it in a pub...why not watching it in a masjid?

I have plans for tonight, the guys are coming over to catch the the England-Paraguay game at 9pm, then going to watch the ''Silent Hill'' sneak at Tampines Mall at 11 15pm...

Woah...."Silent Hill"...just watching the trailer gives me goosesbumps

It gives me the creeps...

Yikes...*runs away and hides under bed*


Sunday, June 04, 2006 @ 10:12 AM

I'll cut the chase in this post and go straight to the point. As it was nearing the weekend, i met up with aiz, hairi, hidir and amir on Friday...we wanted to wind down and catch up on old times.

We had dinner, prayed at Al-Falah, crapped, paid a visit to Borders at Wheelock Place and caught a movie at Orchard Cineleisure...and boy, that place is full of posers...to the point that it makes me cringe.

Ok so after the whole guys night out tingy...the whole lot of us were chilling outside Somerset MRT and we intended to catch the last train back home.

I was talking with hairi when i heard someone called out my name...i looked up and it was my old sec skool classmate Yan with some friends...i really hadn't seen him in a while so i was kinda surprised.

What was more surprising...was that he was holding a bottle of Bacardi Breezer...from what i could make out..and he reeks of alcohol...i didn't knew he drank

The following convo took place between me and him...

Yan: Eh...mas!
Me: *look up* eh yan *shook his hand*
Yan: Amaciam kau?
Me: Macam semalam jugak ah...kau lak?
Yan: Aku ngah NS...Civil Defence ah dok...
Me: alrite ape jadi ahli bomba...kau nak gi ane ni?
Yan: aku nak gi MOS ah ngan budak2 CD aku....

That was when he suddenly popped the question...

Yan: *raising the bottle* 1st time sak aku rasa ni bacardi...Long Island pon kalah...kau nak rase? Try ah...sekali sekala...
Me: *hesitant* minum susu lage selera...

By that time he was kinda forceful, his speech was slurred...

Yan: Kental sak engkau...sekali sekali aje ape try

And that set me off...

Me: Eh asal ni ngan kau?Kau tu yang kental...kencing tak straight.
Yan: *taken aback* eh...relak ah dok
Me: Ape dok2? Kau jgn nak dok2 ngan aku eh kat sini...kalo kau nak minum...e2 kau nye hal...kau jgn nak ajak aku lak minum benda2 haram ni...kalo kau tak suka ape aku cakap...kau bole belah la eh...
Yan: *stunned*....*walk off*

To be honest, i rarely get pissed but and at that point of time i was just halfway pissed...and i wasn't yet totally pissed. Trust me...you would not want to be around me when i'm totally pissed...its not a nice sight.

Anyway, what set me off was when Yan called me kental for not trying out that shit...please excuse my language...alcohol is SHIT...air kencing syaitan. You wouldn't go around drimking your own urine right? What more drinking air kencing syaitan?

If you notice...Malay Muslims are drinking alcohol like nobody's business. It has become like a drinking culture among us. You just have to look around, the Muslim Youth in S'pore are drinking as if its normal, a way of life....

Well, let me tell you...even if its normal...it doesn't mean its right all the time...you can even see it for yourself on Friendster...muslim youth posing with alcohol as if its some trophy or medal.

I hate it when muslims nowdays know that it is downright HARAM to consume alcohol...but they prefer to be ignorant...

DO NOT GO AROUND MENGHALALKAN BENDA YANG HARAM & MENGHARAMKAN BENDA YANG HALAL...

INI HUKUM ALLAH...BUKAN HUKUM BAPAK KAU...

After speaking my mind...i feel like grabbing myself a cup of milk.

May Allah grant Yan hidayah to stop drinking...amin ya rabbal alamin.