My Iranian colleague said to me "Jom jalan-jalan carik awek". i looked at him and we both laughed. I looked at him again. Oh man, He's serious.

scratch my scalp,
fix my shoulder,
hold my thought,
pretend I'm nearer.

to you and your mind,
is what i wanna find,
the image of an undistinguished swine,
pour the drinks to everyone.

ask her to move around,
wiggle this and that,
now we are but a hound,
keep barking and doing,
the stuff that's in,
the vortex of an unrecognizable bin,
the ending that usually ends with fin.

(the above ramble is not the lyrics to the song, its just my combination of bad rhymes)

i have found the soundtrack to my mind. it suits me perfectly. mentally.



shock!

One thing i hate about working with a smoker is that, they're allowed to have smoke break. but for those who doesn't smoke (like me), there's no smoke break for you. you're fucked up pretty good.

I've been answering calls for the past two weeks. on one particular day, i manage to answer 135 calls. that's a lot. i remember one phone call, that goes a little bit like this.

Foreigner : hello
Me : oh how may i help you?
Foreigner : can you check whether my name is in the system or not. its for my class.
Me : Oh okay, whats your name sir?
Foreigner : BEHZAD
Me : Okay and how do you spell that? (its a phone conversation, so i have to know the spelling)
Foreigner : Its Behzad.
Me : I know sir, but how do you spell it? B for what? (let me remind you, its a phone conversation. when i write it over here of course you know what is B but when you're talking, its different)
Foreigner : Oh, B for Bob. E for Egg. H for Hotel. Z for (a 5 seconds pause) . errr, Z for Z. A for Apple and D for Dog.
Me : Okay. Z for what sir? (i already know how to spell Behzad in the first place, i only do this for the amusement)
Foreigner : errr Z for Z. (i laughed on the inside, because i also forgot Z is for what, I'm in the same situation as he is)
Me : Okay sir, let me check your name in the system.
Foreigner : Thank you.

(okay.its kind of lame but you should have listen to the conversation, you'll definitely laugh)

whenever a customer ask for my name i would say its IMAN. its a simple name. but they still pronounce it as Emad, Imat or Yee Man(do i sound like a Chinese?) .nasib baik tak cakap nama MADIL, kalau tak, mampus korang nak sebut.haha

omputeh dan mat saleh di live traffic feed, jikalau anda faham title ini, sila komen saya. faham?

kembali kepada bahasa mat saleh,

funny that she would smile,
after the pain she have been through a while,
i wish this wouldn't be a cold case file,
of an ignorant violent pedophile.

by the bush i where i wanna push,
my dick into your puss,
then u went dush dush dush,
later u said to me "what a douche"

mark my word as two turns to five,
I've been living in denial,
the truth about reptile,
is somewhat a bunch of lie.

i think I've use this picture twice.

so let me thank you for your time, and try not to waste anymore of mine

this past three days. i have been having lack of sleep. (ayat ni pelik, serious) cant think straight, most of the time I'm feeling like I'm dreaming. which concludes my next action as plain dull and dumb.

a girl (same age as me) whom wears a leopard print skirt. her skirt has nothing to do with the story but i just want to point out that she manage to pull that look.

girl = the chick with the leopard print skirt
boy = the person who seem to be getting less sleep nowadays

below is the following conversation.

girl : ---------------- (i couldn't actually hear what she was saying, i assume she was asking me "Washroom?")

boy : you take a right and then make another right after that.

girl : errr, which way again?

boy : here. (i got up and show her the way)

[halfway to the toilet, she said]

girl : where are we going?

boy : the washroom right?

girl : why do i want to go to the washroom?

boy : then where do you want to go? (actually i wanted to say "how should i know, u have a small bladder i guess")

girl : i ask u, "Which room" (which room does she suppose to go to meet the teacher)

boy : Ohhh, i thought u said "Washroom". sorry. errr, there's the teacher room.

girl : errr, thanks.

(then she gave me that look, like i was trying to do something bad to her)

boy : sorry

girl : its okay. (in an odd way)