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