518. WW : Awal 4 minit jer...

Pocketeers,
Is it too early for a wordless Wednesday?

Pergh!! kalau la pocket awal sikit kan...
ohh rugi rugi!!


Clue: all the passenger exceeds 'drinking-age'
or atleast they seems to be :D

517. ShortCut 14km

Pocketeers

u wanna cook,
but u dont know how to cook..
ohh find a book!
but the nearest book store is 14km away...

Short cut!
Seek up the internet.

Shorter cut!
makan jer luar!!
heheh.. kan senang,


U were watching the end half
of a movie from TV2..
u wanna know the story!
it was M.Night Syamalan's!!
so buy the DVD!
but the DVD selling stall is 14km away!
plus chances are a movie that old
wont be available anymore...

Short Cut!
Download!!

Shorter Cut!!
read the synopsis out in IMDB!! :D

U wanna get married,
u dont have the girl to get married to.
ohh go ahead and flirt with the next girl
u see in the train!!
but the nearest train is 14km away..
plus.. chances are the next lady u'r
seing will be an indian makcik.

Short Cut!
Blogging!!'EffBii'ing!!

Shorter Cut!!
janji ngan kawan,
'kalau ko tak kawin lagi atau tak
terlibat ngan hubungan by umur 30..
kita kawin nak?'
Janji ngan ramai sikit! 20 orang maybe.
consider 90% kawan kamu buleh kawin kalu...
ada la sorang dua peluang kan :D

heheheh..
so!! shorter cut untuk lelaki yang tak tau
menulis apa di pagi isnini aper yer? :D
tiru post orang? plagiat?
Tak tak.. ni bukan plagiat tau!
ni idea pocket :D purely!

happy monday people
i'm taking leave this rabu.. huh!!

516. The Final Red Boat

Pocketeers,
Sambungan dari previous post :
515. TheRedBoat2
which started from :
514. TheRedBoat

Having my heart broken with a dream beyond
my hand to ever touch again, I  started to school again,
The bad dream of owing money to Along
is finally over. I am now a new man,
I still kept in touch with the people
who were into boating business.
We still talk over sessions of teh tarik..
Whenever I wanted to fish a bit,
I would call Farid..
and when he is unavailable..
I'd go with other friends
who are still in the business.

One day I got in touch with a guy who
occasionally goes to fish under the
Penang Bridge tru Forum. He dont know me,
to him, I'm just another guy who love to write
crap in the forum. I asked him about the red boat,
have he heard any rumors before..
it was told that the boat  was haunted
but who was the one telling them?

... and his answer shocked me. It was Farid..
It seems like once he was with Farid coming
back from his fishing spot. Farid told him
that people are seeing sirens swimming
right underneath the red boat. Ohh.. is this true?
Farid? the one I call my friend,
the one I thought got my back.

I then got curious and suspicious...
I called back the Along who lend me the money,
acting like I'm somebody else who look for Pocket
which is me. The Along told me that he got no
way of contacting Pocket, the pocket seems to
be changing his handphone too frequent. heheh yes I do!
but a dear friend of the Pocket can lead me to him..
'Lu tanya ini namber haa.. ini orang tau mana
itu jantan tak guna nama pocket tu duduk, lia 
lali dari gua 2 tahun woo!! haiyaaaa!!'
'Itu orang ada nama ka tauke?'
'Ini orang nama haa..aaa Falid! Falid!!'

ehh... ?
Farid was the one who told the 'Along'
about my whereabout? Farid was the one
who spread the haunted story?
No wonder he bought my boat...
I was an opponent to get rid of...
a rival to kill..
ohh..

terasa sedih,
terasa buduh,
hati ni pedih,
hancur luluh,

Berkawan biar seribu,
kerna duit, tinggal selipat.
adik beradik jadi tak sebulu,
lagikan pula Ajnabi sepejabat.

There u go pocketeers,
A story about back stabbers.
Now let me remind u..
that this is a metaphoric story.
(Metaphoric as if i wanna tell my story
but I wanna keep the details off the net.)
There was no 'Along'
There was no siren
and certainly there was no red boat.
(Plus.. I dont fish)

But there was a broken heart,
that now learnt to trust no one no more.
Adehhhh..

Here u go Sis El-Janna...

a back stabber story from your request

here : BackStabbed

515. TheRedBoat2

Pocketeers...
Sambungan dari previous post :
514. TheRedBoat

...and 2 years gone by just like how u
drink teh tarik, Its slow and sweet..
suam suam sauna till the last drop.
Farid started to 'not-showing' to work
a few days of the week. I asked him why,
he told me that he got himself a
new project. Ohh.. good for him,
wishing him the best in his project.
what ever it was...

Me on the other hand, life was getting hard.
The 'Along' whom I owed for 4Thousand ringgit
found me asking for his 12thousand ringgit...
additional 4k was for the bunga..
and another 4k was to pay for
the finders-fee they said.
Ohh they actually paid someone to find me?
waah i'm flattered!

My business was getting slow,
somehow all the people who wanted to
rent for boats starting to avoided me..
I dont know why, they just slowly goes on
to other tekong. The 'Along' Chalenge and
the customer depleting issues brought me
to one conclusion...I should end this before
I loss more.
The thought of selling my boat crosses my mind.

But somehow, all the other boater doesnt
want to buy my boat.. Later on i heard that
there were rumours about my boat is haunted.
people hearing weird sounds..
Sirens was seen following me when I'm on my boat...
Ohh.. where do they got that story?
they even saw a girl standing in front of
my boat once when I was coming back from
sending the night shift customer.
(This was true, she was my GF at that time..
we were on the sungai for a romantic tour
by the sunset! huiyooo!!
but I cant tell them this story right?)

I tried and tried to sell my boat,
even gone to the extend of offering half
the price of the usual boat.
But none were interested.
ADehllaaaa...
Then Farid came and he saved my life.
He bought the boat for 5K.
He kept on saying that he is helping a friend,
and a lot of work to be done to remove any
spirits that is haunting my boat.
Oh Farid, hang beletiaq macam pompuan la weh!
But at least I got some money,
its nutting much, but atleast paying
the 'Along' will not be that hard now.

And that was the point where I change
the route of my life and my dream...
from dreaming to be a tauke for boats
all around penang to become a blogger
who writes metaphoric story like this.
There was no boat..
There was no Sirens..
THere was no 'Along'
But there was a dream that was crushed
by an incident I cant escape.. Ohh..


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