Firestarter - The Rants of a Pyrophile

hola amigos y amigas,

como estas? estoy bien. estupendo. mi duele la cabeza. me gusta el caballo. aye caramba! la tortura. la intrusa. livin la vida loca. ahahahah!! i'm juz throwin around random spanish terms. tak betol sket. yo loco si?? si si. i think i shud stop being pelik2 now.

lemme see. isu2 semase section. nebody NOT notice da haze?? u must not live in kl then. sgt teruk sampai schools n unis closed down. dis was on thursday la. its a lot better today. can see da sun oledi. just my luck tho, uni was declared closed on thursday at 5. ade workshop so obviously tak berenti buat wshop pun. then friday pun uni closed jugak. hell-looo!!! mmg la friday takde class pun. suke kasi cuti tym takde class tau. apentah. y'day i watched da khutbah jumaat n dey all did solat sunat asking fer rain. n da masjid kat da back of my house did oso. so far no rain yet but da haze has really cleared up. muy bien!

nehow. last week not a lot going on. but lemme tell u a story dats very menginsafkan. da story asks da question, will ur resident pyro ever learn?? hopefully i will. but then again...da story goes lyk dis. once upon a tym in da luvly uni dat is iiu, pyro was given a task to do as part of her workshop class. da task was da infamous benchwork. dis task takes up a lotta tym n effort to complete n it had to be in in 2 weeks tym. so pyro, thinking dat 2 weeks tym is a long way away, put da task at da back of her mind n decided to leave it till later. dis later was actually da week it had to be submitted. so pyro busted her arse off (pardon my french, ahaha). and she did ot everynite of da whole week. n she woulda been able to finish off her task if it werent fer da darned manufacturing seniors who hog da darn workshop. bugger. so she'll be submitting her workpiece rather late. and she didnt live happily fer a few days. the end.

so lads n lasses. da moral of da story is dat manufacturing seniors r twats. (jahatnye me!) only joking. da real moral behind da story is dat procrastination neva, eva pays. sumtyms it works out fine. but other tyms unforeseen circumstances take ova n u'll be thinking 'oh shite!'.. oh yeah, muchas gracias alan fer helping me out lotsandlots.

u wont believe wot i did y'day. i was just lying around lyk i always do on wknds. so wen i got up, my 2 pendants jatuh. i was thinking, takkan la tercabut die punye clasp kot. then i looked rupe2nye dah putus my rantai. huhu. sedey nye. dat thing kinda nu oso. i went running downstairs n told my mum n ayah. ayah was lyk 'mcm mane awak ni khairun nisaa? kenape ganas sgt'. n i was lyk 'mane ade ganas'. dis isnt helping my family change their views of how ganas i am. i'm really not. i'm quite gentle. but u shoulda seen me the other day. i was gonna get in2 da car then my seluar got caught sumwer n it ripped. sgt banyak rip die dat it cant be salvaged nemore. n semalam, b4 da rantai putus incident, i wanted to open da door. then my foot tersangkot kat my trousers n it ripped oso. my mum was lyk 'awak nak we buy u new trousers tak payah la koyakkan all ur old ones'. yeah alrite. as if me almost falling down flat on my face was done on purpose. good thing is mum ckp we cud take it to da goldsmith (da chain, not da trousers) and geddit fixed.

neways, i'll be off now. hasta luego. dun put off til 2molo wot u can do 2day unless u're sure da horrid manu seniors wont be in da workshop n making ur existence a pain in da u no where. stay outta trouble kids.

khairun 'dr jekyll mr hyde' baharuddin