That awkward conversation with William Beckett.

Expectations:

Le me: Dude, you just nailed it on the last song, man!
Le Bill: Thanks, man!
Le me: Right in the head!
Le Bill: Oh, cool!
Le me: To be honest, I was never really a fan of you or your music, but now I am.
Le Bill: Oh really? That's awesome!
Le me: Anyways, good show man!
Le Bill: Thanks for coming, bro!

Reality:

Le me: Dude, you just nailed it on the last song, man!
Le Bill: Awesome!
Le me: Right in the head!
Le Bill: Really?
Le me: Yeah, since it kinda relates to me and all. Something like that.
Le Bill: Oh, okay.
Le me: You know, I never kinda like... "liked you" like you, but now I do kinda "like you" like you.
Le Bill: Oh, that's cool!
Le me: Anyways, good show man!
Le Bill: Thanks for coming! (Readies hand for a shake)
Le me: Bro fist! (Readies hand for a bro fist, out of nowhere)
Le Bill: Okay! (Fist to fist)
Le me: Hey, um... my poster?
Le Bill: Oh, sorry. Here's your damn poster! (Signs the poster, then gives the poster)

This is a true (if not accurate) conversation I had with THE William Beckett (formerly of The Academy Is...) during a meet-and-greet session after his show at the Black Box, Publika, Solaris Dutamas last night. You're awesome, dude! For an in-depth, fangirl-ish review on this showcase, click HERE.

 
P/S: What I thought of came out totally different when I said something to him. Did I just confessed my just came out guy crush over him?

Antara seorang pelajar dan guru.

Cikgu: (Senyum sinis) Awak ni... suka hati mak bapak awak je kan buat macam ni? Kecik-kecik lagi dah banyak masalah.
Murid: Cikgu takkan faham masalah saya. Kalau nak saya cerita, kacau pulak cikgu kang; panjang ceritanya.
Cikgu: (Tersengih mesra) Haha, OK. Ni, harap awak tak kisah ye markah awak kurang?
Murid: Takpe, cikgu. I'm well aware of the consequences. Berani buat, berani tanggung. Saya pergi dulu, ye?
Cikgu: Pergilah. There's nothing else I have to say to you. Awak fahamlah, kan?

:)

Soalan yang sangat epik.

Adik: Abah! Malam tadi siapa last kat bawah?
Abah: Abah. Kenapa?
Adik: Abah tau tak pintu tak kunci malam semalam?!
Abah: Oh? Ada barang hilang ke?

Tak ada orang lain yang mampu tanya soalan se-epik tu zaman sekarang ni! XD

More of my life's reality check.

Oh yeah; it's my first ever (and/or could be the last) audio blog. My naggy brother have inspired me to hit the Sound Recorder and capture some of his questions and my answers. It's about the life I'm in right now, and it hurts.

There's actually more to this, but these are the ones that I managed to record. In case you're foreign, this is what I actually said:

Bro: Do you know [anything] about engineering?
Me: Nope.
Bro: Are you good at Maths?
Me: Nope.
Bro: Any good at Science?
Me: Not necessarily...? Not really...? [Okay...] Nope.
Bro: You know how to ride BMX?
Me: Nope.
Bro: Any good at parkour?
Me: Nope.
Bro: Any good at break-dancing?
Me: Nope.
Bro: Any good at graffiti?
Me: Nope.
Bro: Know how to rap?
Me: I just follow it; not really that into it.
Bro: Do you know how to judge [people]?
Me: Nope. But some say that I do know how to judge people.
Bro: Got any hot girlfriends?
Me: Got none.
Bro: Do you think you have any fans?
Me: I don't know, Syafiq.
Bro: Got any reps?
Me: Maybe? Don't know.
Bro: How much money do you have left? (giggles)
Me: Who knows? I'm broke. [And] those ain't my money.
Bro: So, you gonna have to pay it back, right?
Me: Uh-huh.
Bro: Toink! Zero! Toink! Zero! Zero... zero... zero...

I'm just a peasant.

Once upon a time...

Dudette: Eh, dude! Tak pernah aku tengok kau balik rumah naik bas ek!
Dudette: Hey, dude! Haven't seen you goin' home on a bus!
Dude: Lah... selalu je aku naik bas balik rumah.
Dude: Huh? I've done this like a thousand times already.
Dudette: Oh, ye ke?
Dudette: Oh, really?
Dude: Kenapa nak pelik? Asal tanya macam tu, ek?
Dude: What's weird about that? And why did you ask me that question?
Dudette: Takdelah, aku ingat kau selalu balik rumah orang jemput. Sebab kau nampak macam selalu je mak bapak jemput kau balik.
Dudette: I don't know. I really thought you're the kind of guy who has someone picking you up. I really thought that you'll be going home with your parents.

My comment on this conversation: The Dude in the conversation is no p***y, okay.  The Dude just needs a guidance, not help. The Dude can manage to live independently, only if someone's kind enough to help The Dude lead the way. When the path is in front of The Dude, he CAN walk alone. The Dude's not a kid anymore. Just sayin'.