Who is this Azri Redza?

From Part 2

She was really there in my dream. Alas, it’s like it wasn’t a dream at all.

And there I was, approaching her to finally grasp my long awaited reward.

For those of you who doesn’t know her, here’s a picture of her.

So, using your own imaginations, imagine her wearing the outfit I prescribed earlier. She was simply beautiful, as if she was descended from the elven race itself.

Slowly I headed forward to her, with her standing on a yellow bamboo ladder and I was on the roofs.

She closed her beautiful eyes and tilted her head forward, while her succulent pouty lips were displayed, only for mine to be taken.

*AWAKE*

And I woke from my dream at 5 am in the morning, the next day. You see, what happened in my dream was so real and convincing, if I could ever NOT wake up from it, I WOULD.

So that was why, I chose the song “Was it a dream?”, as what I went through was totally out of the world and almost seemed like reality, almost to the point wether it was questionable if it was a dream or not.

So, okay then. I guess this is where the story ends haha. Good memories though. Hope someone would adapt it into a manga/comic/novel/anime/drama/ or even a movie! That would be totally schweet!

If you missed the earlier stories, here they are :

Part 1 Part 2

p/s : Hey, wanna know how I looked like in my dream?Check it out.

Heh, cool huh? Well, not really the same but almost. Now here’s another 30 Seconds To Mars’ song for you, called “A Modern Myth”.

Why? Enjoy it first, and I’ll tell you the next post. See ya.

p/s: More pictures below the video.

Pics depicting more details of my dream (well, almost).

From Part 1

And so, the competition began. The woman, dashed off so fast that her skills seemed inhumane. And the contestants chased after her.

One by one the men fell, until nearing the end point of the compound, one last remaining man is left. And guess who the lucky man was.

Me! Haha…well, it’s only natural since it’s my dream. Who’d wanna dream about someone else making out with a hot chick?

Alright, so, both the man and woman started to slow down and eventually, the woman stopped and rested on a ladder. (Ladder?!You’re kidding right?)

Let’s just go along with it okay? It’s a dream so anything can happen (even impossible things).

Upon the shimmer of the moonlight, her beauty and gorgeousness has finally bestowed in front of me.

Much more could be said about her, but to “summarize” her completely, it was like Aphrodite herself was there, but wearing a very distinct Chinese/Japanese-based cloth design. Below is a sheer similarity of the design she had in my dream.

The woman's outfit

Well, actually the color of the clothes were all white and very smooth, and made from materials like silk and satin I think.

I approached my awaited reward slowly. As I gaze upon her beautiful feature, I realised that I knew her.

Do not be surprised, but she was (or looked like) Amber Chia, a famous model from Malaysia.

She…(read more)

Lately, I’ve been adapting the style of posting a post in my blog that relates with a track from a certain album of a certain band.

So for this post, the title “Was it a dream?” is a track from the album “A Beautiful Lie” by 30 Seconds To Mars, a band from USA.

Why did I chose the song as my title for this post? Well, I will reveal it all after you watch this video.

Some may like it, and some may not. I liked the band, I liked the album, I liked the album, and everything inside the song is closely related about the dream I had yesterday.

What I am about to tell you may be intriguing and unexpectable, may be to the point that you might think I’m delusional, or very lonely.

So, I don’t really care what you think, because I just wanna write this unto my blog as fast as I can because I don’t wanna lose this so very fine memory of mine, although it was a dream.

The “dream” began with me being in a surrounding what seems of the ancient China, the settings which were similar to those old chinese kung-fu, night assassins type which had a lot of walls and roofs that the characters jumped and hopped around while battling out each other until one dies.

So there was this competition, between several men including me. The competition was to chase and catch up with the target ( which was the prize of the competition ) until the last and remaining one man is left.

Now, the target a.k.a the prize, was a woman. The reward for the last man standing was a kiss from the woman. LOL, I know, this sounds so ridiculous. Well, it’s a dream, after all, mind you.

And so,…(read more)

Well, the story doesn’t end here. It’s just too long and I had to divide it up unto 3 different posts.

To fill out your curiosity, here’s links for part 2 and part 3.

The title came from the song “On The Other Side” by The Strokes. If you ever felt like hating, being hated or just felt negative, it’s a good song to hear.

Tomorrow, I will be registering for college, and once again I manage to screw up the it-wont-be screwed-up-if you had-done-it-earlier documents. Well, the financial form actually, to be specific.

My mom got so mad when she knew I haven’t completed like, 20% more of the forms. I’ve been through a lot of situations like this, and I could only blame myself for this.

I brought this upon myself. IF ONLY I hadn’t wasted so much time reading manga, and doing some f-ing unprofitable stuffs, maybe I won’t end up being depressed like always, after a harsh scolding from my parents.

Truth be told, I really hate myself for procrastinating, and I have a long history of it which resulted in some motherf-ing situations (like getting kicked from university).

Sometimes, I wonder why am I like this. Why do I not take things seriously? Why can’t I make my parents happy? The why questions often haunts me more often when I am scolded by my parents.

Why do I feel so useless? I’m so sad right now, I feel like ki…sigh, never mind.

I hope something good would turn up for me. Because I know, good deeds are repaid by good things in life.

We live in a very complex world. Sometimes, at SOME TIMES, we may make mistakes that we do not realize and other people does. And that other people just doesn’t have the heart to tell us about it.

Yesterday, I just confessed to my house mates (now ex-house mates) that I deliberately,sigh…( I really don’t wanna type this, but here goes ) FAILED MY RE-SIT EXAMS AND COULDN’T PROGRESS TO UNDERGRADUATE.

Yeah, since I’m telling the World Wide Web ( technically, the whole world ) about it, I might just capitalize everything so that it’s convenient for them to read.

I wanted to write the story here, but I think what happened at 2A,TTS 4/8, stays at 2A,TTS 4/8.

This would be a story only known between some UNMC friends and I.

To my house mates, I’m sorry for everything, since moving into the house, and until I left the house.

To my one and only room mate, I’m sorry for making you mad or making you uncomfortable living in a room together with me. I could only pray for you that you would have a better room mate than me. Thanks for all the things you’ve done for me and all the stuff you paid for me (especially the car petrol).

To the house leader, aka E**y, I can’t thank you enough for advising me through and through, without any hesitation. You really taught me how to discipline myself. And I’m sorry for all the mess that I caused and my calculative attitude about my car’s petrol.

To the Suzuki TXR 150 Panther owner, aka L****n, if you did shed tears after I left the house, I couldn’t forgive myself enough for doing that. Because of my mistake, I literally broke your heart. I’m so sorry buddy, I hope you could forgive me for all my sins towards you.

And thank you all this while, for letting me ride on your motorcycle. I would not forget it, as it was my first clutched motorcycle that I rode and eventually became good at handling clutches.

To the Naza Suria & EX-5 owner, aka F***i, I’m sorry if I did hurt your heart. I know who are not the type that shows his feelings, so if I did something that made you hurt, I could only beg for your forgiveness. Thanks a lot too for showing me around your home town and thank your family for me too, because of their hospitality and those delicious seafoods your mom and grandma cooked. I won’t ever forget you.

Last but not least, to my Northern friend, K***i, we may not chat much or get along much, but sometimes you’re cool and simple, which I find as one of a good way to live a life. Once again, I apologised if there was any hurtful things that I’ve said or did to you. I hope someday, we’ll have a chance to really know each other better.

Well, yesterday, while I was heading to my car after watching my little brother play his Pool games, I saw a yellow Porsche driving along the road at SS15. To be exact, I think it was a Porsche 911. Or a 996, which similarly looks like the 997.

Believe it or not, I’m a fan of Supercars. Not too extreme of a fan which, knew all the engine specs, history and bla bla bla. Just a normal kid who wants to drive a big, expensive, and beautiful Supercar so he could show them what he’s made of( and impress the girls at the same time!).

Haha..well, and just 2 hours ago, when I was on my way back to home, I spotted another Porsche on the road. Perhaps another 911/996/997. The car was in red and for me, it wasn’t cool though. Ferrari = Red,to me.

I’ve seen quite a few Supercars here in my hometown, Subang Jaya. I wonder sometimes, when do I get to drive one?

Lol, much that I know, if I start making money now, sooner or later, I will eventually buy and drive one.Unless, of course, I did nothing and waste my time doing useless stuffs, like reading manga and watching Youtube videos.

So, a reminder to myself,

ACT NOW!PLEASE MAKE OUR DREAMS TRUE TO OWN A SUPERCAR ONE OF THESE DAYS!