Friday, May 15, 2009

Dah habis.

I'm like a hungry kid sleeping in a chocolate house with a chocolate bed and white chocolate walls with hazelnuts on the ceiling after a long day of getting lost in the woods.

I'm running out of ideas on how to be oblivious and attractive at the same time. And I simply can't muster enough energy to put on a poker face all the time. I shall now be quiet and thankful. I resign our fate to fate itself. Intertwined or not, let it be.

From now on, there will only be Ramones, Daft Punk and The White Stripes. And the occasional The Ting Tings. No more The Way You Look Tonight. Or Anyone Else But You.


I can keep on naming songs and not make any sense but I'm hungry now. I need Mama's spaghetti.
And by Mama I mean Sufi.




"But listening to the D major (of Schubert), I can feel the limits of what humans are capable of-that a certain type of perfection can only be realised through a limitless accumulation of the imperfection." -Kafka on the Shore.







ikan




Current mood: hungry but happy
Listening to: 99 Red Balloons.

5 comments:

Zufar Ismail Zeid said...

How can you deplete your poker-face-energy (copyrighted to me. And me only!)? Thats like the energy needed for one last show of defiance... In case you get killed by fanatics that is..

sufiah said...

oi..wat mama2??
it makes me feel old...
n old is bad!!!
:)

ikanosha said...

Zufar it's depleted because I used it. And I'm..bored with it? I don't have fanatics, so I'm not worried.

Tchha. Copyrighted to you? Since when? Must've missed the memo.
I thought you owned the funny face energy.
Haha.


Sufi, you lie.
"Old is gold honaay."- Sufiah Manan.

Mama lie.

Zufar Ismail Zeid said...

Hell yeaahhh you missed the memo! Still, funny face energy is a pretty good brand name... Hmmmm... I will reconsider this...

ikanosha said...

You can have both if you want.

See, I'm so nice.