The Thriller

Hell-O Kiddo…

Here’s a lyric of song that gave me a heart attack on the 7^th of July.

Not the kind of heart attack that will make me die.

But I can assure you that this attack made my mouth dry.

A fearsome thing that will haunt my days as it goes by.

And of course at the same time it made me fly.

Couldn’t even close my eyes when tears are about to come and cry.

No need to tell you the reason, how or why.

4.30 P.M is when it happened, there’s no need to lie.

Enjoy the lyric, Kiddo it’ll blow you sky high.

Michael Jackson’s “Thriller”

“It’s close to midnight and something evil’s lurking in the dark

Under the moonlight you see a sight that almost stops your heart

You try to scream but terror takes the sound before you make it

You start to freeze as horror looks you right between the eyes,

You’re paralyzed

Cause this is thriller, thriller night

And no one’s gonna save you from the beast about strike

You know its thriller, thriller night

You’re fighting for your life inside a killer, thriller tonight

You hear the door slam and realize there’s nowhere left to run

You feel the cold hand and wonder if you’ll ever see the sun

You close your eyes and hope that this is just imagination

But all the while you hear the creature creepin up behind

You’re out of time

Cause this is thriller, thriller night

There aint no second chance against the thing with forty eyes, girl

You know its thriller, thriller night

You’re fighting for your life inside of killer, thriller tonight

Night creatures call

And the dead start to walk in their masquerade

There’s no escaping the jaws of the alien this time

(They’re open wide)

This is the end of your life

They’re out to get you, there’s demons closing in on every side

They will possess you unless you change the number on your dial

Now is the time for you and I to cuddle close together

All thru the night I’ll save you from the terror on the screen,

Ill make you see

That this is thriller, thriller night

Cause I can thrill you more than any ghost would dare to try

Girl, this is thriller, thriller night

So let me hold you tight and share a killer, diller, chiller

Thriller here tonight

Cause this is thriller, thriller night

Cause I can thrill you more than any ghost would dare to try

Girl, this is thriller, thriller night

So let me hold you tight and share a killer, diller

Darkness falls across the land

The midnight hour is close at hand

Creatures crawl in search of blood

To terrorize yawls neighborhood

And whosoever shall be found

Without the soul for getting down

Must stand and face the hounds of hell

And rot inside a corpses shell

The foulest stench is in the air

The funk of forty thousand years

And grizzy ghouls from every tomb

Are closing in to seal your doom

And though you fight to stay alive

Your body starts to shiver

For no mere mortal can resist

The evil of the thriller”

Song : Thriller – Michael Jackson

The Fifth

Hell-O Kiddo!

There's not much to say.
Shit-canned in the best way.
Hardly had the reason to stay.
Damn it all for the rest of the day.

No reason why I wrote this nonsense.
Just had the bad day in progress.
Wipe the dirt off from the face of protest.
Fate decide it all is what leaves for the rest.

Song : Redneck - Lamb of God

Made Me Wickedly Insane

Hell-O Kiddo…

The 26th of June 2009 was just another wacky day. The boys and I had the idea to go for a little display. The thing is that we were wearing batik that day. This was one of the rules for it was a Friday.

In short, the craziness started after the afternoon pray. Six of us went out of campus to enjoy the ‘outside view’ as I would say. Actually, that was my idea because there was nothing to do that day. Incredibly, they all agreed to come out and play.

The first thing we did was injecting fuel to the car. It’s just that it was running empty, not because the destination was far. Then we head off to get something to eat. Our stomachs were mumbling hard, they needed a treat.

Before I tell you about the feast, I’ll tell you about our nonsense we had in the car first, at least. We made fun and tell jokes about the people around us. From the peoples who were riding alone to the peoples inside a bus. Once there was a girl who wears a yellow T shirt with yellow fingernail polish riding with a man. They seemed to have a serious conversation while the man held the girl’s hand. Of course we made fun of them while we can. We dubbed their conversations with our own verse of hideous talking Javanese clan. You know what Kiddo? It was totally-ridiculously funny 'cause of the faces they made that were at sync with what we said, man.

Well, back to the lunch feast we had. We ate at a place nearby that was totally cheap and rad! I only spent six thousand Rupiahs and yet I got a full stomach, completely satisfied with food and drinks that made me glad. Damn that place was good; I need to go there again real bad.

After lunch we get back to the main plan on display. We took a walk with that batik shirt of ours and it made most of the people stopped and stay. They looked at us as if we were nothing but people who are gay. They just stood by and watch us walked away. Well actually I don’t blame them ‘cause we actually walked in pairs, okay? So I thought it was fair enough for us to be assumed that way.

After a while, I had this crazy idea to take a pic with the guys in a photo box stand in the mall. The boys refused, hardly, but I insisted so bad that I made them have no choice to call. This is where it came to a humiliating scene for us all. Six grown up boys acted like a bunch of retards while they force their way in for a photo take. The people outside stood by again and looked at us as if they were saying “Oh, for God’s sake!” As a result, we didn’t focus on the way it went. We had to take the picture again and again as if that place was only ours to rent. We stood by the camera and 1…2….3… SNAP! The cute-face pose and the metal music with background of rose was the message we were suppose to sent.

Finally, the picture was done and we get to see it. The stupid poses and smiles didn’t make a charm even for a bit. In fact, we looked like a bunch of jackasses trying to make a hit! Looks like we were a group of local boy band from Brit! Holy Shit!

Today the picture is still there, Kiddo… on a place where everyone would know. I’m actually embarrassed but then think of it as a free show. What the hell let the people laugh at it, just go with the flow…

Okay Kiddo…The 26th was a fun yet crazy day for us six. We got wildness, fun, and idiotic acts in the mix. Hope it won’t scare off the chicks…

Song : Song 2 - Blur

The Crazy Night, Punishment Shots, and the Poker Game

Hell-O Kiddo…

So this is a tale of a slumber party I had last night. While the Generals were away I invited the pals to stay at my place and go crazy overnight. Four-Eyes, Alphabet, Angel-Man, and Derek are the guys stupid enough to join and fulfill my invitation to have a loathing night.

We began with watching a billiard game fight. 11 O’clock still and everything was still all right, but then as the night goes by we all started to act like a bunch of hypocrite. Laughing out loud while at the same time we all ate snacks in a big bite. Talking in different directions like a bunch of idiots while we played with the light. Switching it on and off to make it feels like a disco night.

12 O’clock have past and Angel-Man slept his ass off alone. The rest of us decided to play poker while we turn up the music and enjoy the tone. Simple rules were created inside our gaming buffer zone. To minimize disturbance I also disconnected the house phone.

Game On! Four players all and each tried not to lose ‘cause losers will get his ass kicked in a way. Must drink a shot then squat all night until the game ends that day. Losses until 3 times in a row means that he should get a 3-second shot and hold a box with his chin while the rest continues to play. No delay.

Four-Eyes was the one who had most losses last night as you know. He also had those losses 3 times in a row. Can you imagine the position he was holding and the sight on his face? Hahahahaha… That was so funny I can’t barely play and instead I videotaped him at that time and place. The thing is when he had to drink his punishment shots, he fled away. That crazy cheater, he locked himself in my room and didn’t continue to play. No matter what Derek, Alphabet and I decided to force him pay!

Meanwhile Alphabet also experienced the 3-in-a-row loss, looking almost dead. He felt dizzy from drinking too much and started blabbering about going to bed. I can see that his face was starting to turn red. We then took a break and started doing stupid things until it was late. Alphabet tried to woke Angel-Man up by spanking him like a gay man waking up his mate. Hahahahahaha… This was something I definitely caught on tape.

3 O’clock already and Alphabet then threw himself down and sleeps off like a guy who’s been heavily med. Me and Derek then have this crazy idea to capture Angel-Man and Alphabet’s sleep in their bed. They snore so loud that I almost had the urge to shovel their mouths with a big piece of bread. But I videotaped Alphabet and took Angel-Man’s pic instead. We laughed the shit out ‘cause the funny faces we caught was their close up head. We took their pics and watch the results over and over ahead. We laughed out loud until our mouths felt dead. There’s nothing else we did or said.

Phew…what a disaster! Too many shots and too many laughter!

It is now getting so late but still…It feels really great!

We then took a goodnight sleep in peace. Hoping to wake up without a bad hangover at least.

Have a great night Kiddo…

See you on a greater day tomorrow…

Song : Helicopter - Bloc Party

Hold On

Hell-O Kiddo…

Last night was a hell of catastrophe for me. What the hell was I thinking to have such faith in this weak body? I can’t handle the pain from just knowing the same thing I’ve see. When the cause is lost, that is what I was meant to be. A pathetic loser who hopes too much behind what he felt was lonely.

Hey Kiddo, you’re there aren’t you? What the f*** is this feeling that I must be strong to get through? Seems like forgetting the past is nearly impossible to do. You would agree to that would you? Well at least I know someone who do.

What’s with that face, you don’t believe it when I do?

That’s because you don’t even know how it feels. All I ever known is revenge and anger instead of the effort making it disappear and heal. Sometimes I just want to shut the beast inside down and scream to it “Get REAL!” We’re not the one here who’s making the deal!

Anyways, I think what I am able to feel then you can feel it too, yes? Then it’s time for us together to clean up this mess. Disappointed is what I describe myself best. For once please don’t make me ruin this with my anger nor jealousy ‘cause it really hurts in the chest.

I tried to sleep but I just can’t do it. My mind wanders off and the pillows just won’t fit. "These are the important days for someone's life, so don't screw it up damn it!" Those words somebody said to me really choked me hard and made me think deeper in fact I can't barely sit. Holy hell! I need to brainwash my head in order to clean up this shit! Hey Kiddo, help me outta here, gimme a hit!

Trying to hold on from this seems to be harder that it looks. It’s not like I can read them off from some cheesy life-must-go-on guide books. At least I’ve learn a lot from the past. When you are in the middle of shit that long last, don’t even give it more thoughts ‘cause that is what will drive you crazy real fast.

Song : Kiss of Dawn - H.I.M

Arcala

Hell-O Kiddo…

I get to know “Arcala” the demon within me. He is a fire demon who is responsible for my well-known personality. Confusing huh? And it might sound a little silly. The devil himself has the act of really deep jealousy. Angry as it seems to be, and yet eager to cause a bad effect on my telemetry.

The beast had two horns sticking out from his head. Black is his whole body with yellow and red. Since he’s a fire demon he holds a burning blade. Looks like it can destroy anything from which hell fire it was made. His body was burning all over but it didn’t cause him any pain. He is the source of the acts that I call insane, and there’s no need to cool him off for there won’t be enough rain.

Since he’s within me and can’t be separated from me, I guess I’ll try to be friends with him. Maybe if I don’t he’ll cut me out just like that on a whim.

Well, see you around Kiddo…

The beast and I have somewhere to go…

Ciao...

Song : Duality - Slipknot

The Beginning

Hell-O Kiddo…

Thanks for stopping by to read these scraps. I’ve done enough to deal with all of the bullshit craps. I am the angry boy who’s gone insane. Blinded and silenced behind a well-kept-secret pain.

You’re the only one I can talk to. So be prepared because these riddles won’t be as much as you guess they would do. Here are some stories of my quest. The quest that won’t end until it’s my time to rest.

The reason for these confessions is that I learned so many lessons. The world has its own way to keep us far from the right directions. I’ve made a saying about twisted things in this world as twisted as a teenager who acted shy. The angels started to spit, the demons started to cry. The animals will soon all die while the humans continue to lie. Why do humans lie and why? Is it really liberating or is it just to help them go by? Not everything ends the way you think it should. Maybe you should try to believe that, you know I would.

Face it Kiddo, you’re not the only one whose life was destroyed at a single shot of a gun. Clearly you can’t hide wherever you run, so now let the story begun…

Song : Are You Okay, Kiddo? - Heavy Heavy Low Low