Showing posts with label Suff. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Suff. Show all posts

Thursday, March 07, 2013

Announcement

Hi people!

It is with a heavy heart that I announce the closing of this blog. I will leave it open to access older memories, but all activities will now move to suffianhakim.com. This includes all work-related entries and my works of fiction. This, of course, includes Harris bin Potter.

See you guys at my new website!

Wednesday, November 04, 2009

On Tioman

Okay so maybe sometimes I'm not the smartest guy around

suff says:
fucking beautiful place

Crystle says:
i wanna ride a donkey there
okay thts so random

suff says:
HAHHAAHAHAHAH
are you thinking of those explorers who discover beautiful beaches in mexico
and they usually go around in donkeys

Crystle says:
hahahahaha
no!!!
i rode a donkey there e other time la!
HAHAHA

suff says:
to tioman?!

Crystle says:
omg
not TO tioman!
IN tioman!
hahahahahahahahhahahah
WTF SUFF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

suff says:
OH
HAHAHAAHAHAHAHA

Crystle says:
RIDE A DONKEY TO TIOMAN?!?!?!?!?!?!??!
HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA

suff says:
yeah its a separate island
but i thought
hahaahahah
HAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA

Thursday, August 27, 2009

Le Football

I know I'm not the best player around, but these pictures remind me of me at my happiest: no concern about the world outside, my brain working at breakneck speed, my feet pounding the ground in sprints. That glorious feeling of scoring. I miss that feeling.

And even if I'm losing, or tired beyond belief, soccer always holds that promise of renewed life and vigour, just beyond the peripheral. And the journey to get there, draining as it is, is the most magical experience I have ever had.

Cheers, to soccer.







Monday, November 03, 2008

And The Satay Goes To...

By the time you're 21, you should have a rough idea of what you would look for in a significant other. For us at TOWNS (us bloggers from theonewithnosatay), that idea is really damn rough. Mainly because we haven't had enough girlfriends to really pick out our preferred character traits in a girl. In the case of Nas, he has absolutely no idea what he looks for in a girl. As long as she's hello and alive he's happy. But for those of us who have a clearer picture of what we look for in a partner, I shall present it here.

At the risk of being dating service ads...

Aizat's dream girl must...
- be sporty
- be feisty
- be down-to-earth
- have a decent sense of fashion.

So tennis girls who shop at Zara but who never forget your roots, you're perfect for Aizat. Whether Aizat is suitable for you or not we shall see.

But moving on...

Nazir's dream girl is an overused condom. MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Inside joke. Nazir's dream girl is...
- DEMURE
- witty
- left-handed

Those of you who know Nazir and think he's really dreamy, but find yourself mired in right-handedness, CHOP OFF YOUR RIGHT HAND NOW. And then act shy about it, but when the right time arises, crack a sarcastic comment about it (like, "Oh that was HANDY" or something).

Perfect way to land the dude, trust me.

As for me, my dream girl must...
- have a sense of humour
- be intelligent
- be confident
- have a TREMENDOUS sense of fun

Hahaha so yes if you're all that, then hello! Oh but if you smoke, then eat my shorts.

A few hundred years from now, when we finally get ourselves a girlfriend, we'll revisit this post and see if she somehow fits the criteria (small as it is) that we set aside today.