When, what or who is the next involvementary...
I wonder.

PLEASE READ THE TAGBOARD BEFORE PROCEEDING TO READ THE POST BELOW.
Start from the tag from passerby;
passerby: memakai anting anting adalah haram dalam segi islam.
fikirkan lah
Which means, "wearing earings is wrong and absurd in Islamic moral. Think bout it lah"
And by the way, his tags are link to my post dated March 9.

I applaud your senses passerby.

At least there is someone in this world that really cares bout preaching the essence of Islam, even tho' its petty, at least he tried...
His effort of typing in complete full malay sentence is really heart-captivating.

But, I sincerely think that you should link up your contact together with your tag.
Then maybe I can contact you and start embracing and fine-tune my knowledge on Islam.

Wow, I didn't know that Islam prohibits its people from wearing anting-anting nor do I know that muslims can't eat pork...
Daging babi salai siap dengan cap halal JAKIM pat Malaysia sedap siol!
I really think that I need your help.
Your anonymously-contact tag really enlightened me.
I desperately need to embrace god through you, dear passerby.

Please drop me your contact on that same tagboard you preached.
Or maybe you could tell me the church you preach in, or is it a temple?
I would gladly be your young-luscious altar-boy doing what you want me to do across the mimbar, even if it means stripping to my b'day suit.
That would be nice and at the same time I can embrace more on your teaching and hope that you can bring me to the 7th heaven.

I would gladly rope in my friends and neighbour's newborn in.
Then maybe those pro-satirical western activist wouldn't labelled us terorist no more.
Maybe we will be called evangelist.
At least the latter sounds much more nicer.

I hope I can fulfill your childhood ambition of becoming a part-time cleric by being your first student, or what you can call mimbar-altar boy.
Im sure your mummy and daddy would feel that thier effort of sending you to sunday classes which you played truant on did not go down the drain after all.

Now then I've started to understand the verse of;
Tipah, selamat hari jadi, kau sudah kena
Kena tipu lagi, takde sape yang boleh tolong
Melainkan tuan punya body...
from Ruffedge Tipah tertipu.

Are they your students too, passerby?
Damn they're now my fav song, its nasyid to my ears, oooh yeah groovy.

I'm now content to performing my night prayers while the Tipah tertipu song blast on the background.
But before that I'm going to gulp down on a bottle of chivas regal, poured into a cup of 7-11 big-gulp cup to facilitate on my idolisation fetish on the singapore idol, Taufik batisah.


oooh i'm a policemen like taufik and i wear those shades too even if i'm in a darkroom.

And last but not least, thanks passerby for giving me the enlightenment.



Erm can muslim thrust thier middle finger?
It should be ok right, at least if it's thrust to you my evangelist passerby.

Hope to hear from you soon my evangelist passerby.
Do link your contact next time!

And btw, the one wearing the studs is not me eh.
He's too pretty to be me.
He is my pretty buddy boy, Timothy, and he's catholic!

Sunday was spent at Timmy's place getting started on the O.C. presentation slides which was due the following day.

Thanks for accommodating even tho' you're not even part of it.
I know you re-shuffled your plans so that I could come over.
Appreciate it very much buddy!


The workstation with wires all over.


Acting slumberland.


The vivid evening skyline graced ala fotress.


Self potrait or what.


Feeling his' self side-perspective.

Seriously, the home cpu should go through servicing!

The desktop keyboard decided to stop functioning over god knows what!
I'm typing with the aid of an on-screen keyboard I discovered accidentally, whilst trying to find way to make the keyboard work.

So for now when I'm typing,I'm literally clicking...
Hell yeah!