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Kata Encik Arslan kepada Saya:

noreply@blogger.com (rian.isa) — Sun, 27 Sep 2009 13:50:00 +0000

Yang Baik itu datang dari Tuhan
Yang Buruk itu datang dari Kerajaan

;)

Lelaki yang telurnya mudah teransang mencari Perempuan Peransang Batin.

noreply@blogger.com (rian.isa) — Wed, 23 Sep 2009 17:00:00 +0000

Sekali.
Dua kali.
Tiga kali.
Berulang kali.

Satu perempuan.
Dua perempuan.
Tiga perempuan.
Pelbagai perempuan.

Ahh..
Lelaki yang telurnya mudah teransang merupakan semua lelaki.

Dia itu Orang Terbuang

noreply@blogger.com (rian.isa) — Wed, 23 Sep 2009 16:13:00 +0000

Apalah nasib orang dibuang,
Tiada lagi dibelai sayang,
Dilenyek sepi, sayu sendiri,
Niat nak mati, tak mati-mati,
Teruslah hidup separuh hati,
Serik batin tanggung sendiri.

Tiga Satu Bulan Lapan Lima Puluh Tujuh

noreply@blogger.com (rian.isa) — Mon, 31 Aug 2009 07:17:00 +0000

Memetik sajak 1 baris tulisan Sabri Yunus bertajuk Merdeka;

'Tuhan sebenarnya tidak mahu kita Merdeka'

Kata Korwinn of an Unknown Location;

noreply@blogger.com (rian.isa) — Tue, 11 Aug 2009 15:03:00 +0000

'You meet really great people at the wrong times in your life or you meet them at the right times.'

That's it. It's a coin flip.

My Morning sms to God

noreply@blogger.com (rian.isa) — Wed, 05 Aug 2009 18:19:00 +0000

Dear God, Why do I have to Work?

and He replied 'Sorry Wrong Number'

Happy Birthday To Me!

noreply@blogger.com (rian.isa) — Tue, 21 Jul 2009 08:23:00 +0000

You know you're good at 29 when your dad comes into your room in the morning and says

"Happy Birthday Sayang. I can't believe you're already 26.kekeke."

Love you Ayah. Now I know where I got that sense of humor.

Muah.

God gives what is best for you..

noreply@blogger.com (rian.isa) — Mon, 15 Jun 2009 08:36:00 +0000

..and you just have to live with it even if it is the one thing you don't ever want.

no one really ever wants what is best for them i guess.

we all want what we think we can't have.

Tempiak hati kecil ku dari banjaran Gunung Soffeh;

noreply@blogger.com (rian.isa) — Tue, 19 May 2009 05:33:00 +0000

' Is this all, Esfahan? Could this be all, Dunia?

tajam hantaran pesanan ringkas Chairil Anwar: YES. THIS IS ALL.

Sial. Bila pulak engkau jadi Dunia, En. Chairil?

Sabtu lalu aku menonton filem hindi di tv3 di mana penyangaknya bermadah kepada lawannya yang penyangak juga;

noreply@blogger.com (rian.isa) — Tue, 05 May 2009 09:40:00 +0000

Mujurlah aku curang, sayang...

Mujurlah aku curang, sayang...

Hanya anjing yang setia.

va va va

Added Value: Kenalan munggil berdarah Monggolia cuba menyelami nilai dirinya di Devi’s Bangsar.

noreply@blogger.com (rian.isa) — Sat, 28 Mar 2009 12:38:00 +0000

“I find it hard to casual-date nowdays. It is hard for girls not to fall flat for me because I seem to fit the Husband Material stereotype”

“And what makes one Husband Material?”

“I got a decent job, a car, a house and insurance (yes, not everyone can afford that). At this stage of my life, girls seem to think I’ve made it, hence, husband potential. By our second date, they demand more than I am willing to submit. All I want to do is just go out and meet people”

I slowly sip my teh o ais.

Great.
My job is a joke, I got no car (I can’t even drive), I still live with my parents and I have no insurance (or savings for that matter).

I am not Wife Material?

Funny.

Bertemu sahabat lama; American Sabahan yang fasih bahasa Semenanjung, dan subjek ‘The Malay Dilemma’ hadir dalam diskusi.

noreply@blogger.com (rian.isa) — Wed, 25 Feb 2009 04:38:00 +0000

“Do you think we’re still in a dilemma?”

“I don’t know...are we Malays? “

hi hi hi hi

I guess we are still in a dilemma of some sort.
Yes Melayus, laugh all issues away

My two cents worth:

noreply@blogger.com (rian.isa) — Thu, 12 Feb 2009 14:24:00 +0000

Always trust your instincts.

They are NEVER wrong.

Kehadapan Kenalan Baruku yang katanya Hanya Mahukan Gadis Melayu,

noreply@blogger.com (rian.isa) — Tue, 03 Feb 2009 12:37:00 +0000

Why limit your lifetime happiness to a specific group of people?

What if the love of your life (read: your soul mate) is some Venezuelan, African, Chinese chick (who cares?) and the reason you continue living in miserable lonely emptiness is solely because you refuse to see beyond skin colour?

Why build unnecessary boundaries?

Yang Amir bertanya kepada Arkitek Rian.Isa, “Where is the most beautiful house?”

noreply@blogger.com (rian.isa) — Mon, 02 Feb 2009 14:29:00 +0000

Dan jarang-jarang sekali aku menjawab jujur seperti ini,

"It’s the one where the people living in it are extremely happy together. And sadly, that is actually quite a rare find."

It's never really about the design.

Kuala Lumpur Contradicts

noreply@blogger.com (rian.isa) — Sun, 01 Feb 2009 04:05:00 +0000

Kuala Lumpur is so SMALL.
You end up meeting everybody who knows everybody you know.

and yet at the same time it seems so BIG.
Coz that one person you search for, you don't seem to bump into.

Happy Birthday Kuala Lumpur.

Saya Saaaaaaayaaang KL

Love Hurts, Scars, Ruins, Marks.

noreply@blogger.com (rian.isa) — Mon, 19 Jan 2009 09:39:00 +0000

"Give me ONE reason to stay"

You love me.

"And how would you know that?"

Coz it hurts you too.

Life is Simple, make it Simpler

noreply@blogger.com (rian.isa) — Fri, 16 Jan 2009 15:50:00 +0000

I met an amazing person in 2008, whose pursuit for pure simplicity in life shook my belief system to its very core.

Too bad he’s dead.

Amin.

Always 25 minutes too late.

Paul McCartney on the Radio ''oh darling, if you leave me, i'll never make it alone, believe me when I beg you, don't ever leave me alone'

noreply@blogger.com (rian.isa) — Fri, 09 Jan 2009 17:41:00 +0000

We each have our own shit to deal with.

But We Must Overcome, We Can Overcome, Always Overcome.

You Have Overcome.

I Must Overcome.

'when you told me, you didn't need me anymore, well you know, i nearly broke down and died.'

Funny how I wanted to sing this song to you from the very start.

I Have Overcome.

Mamat Petronas di hujung talian; "Hari ini I cam malas nak ngadap KL"

noreply@blogger.com (rian.isa) — Mon, 05 Jan 2009 16:59:00 +0000

Kuala Lumpur kan Kiblat beb.

"Kiblat untuk perempuan yang macam you"

Heh. Tapi bukan I yang makan gaji kat 'Mekah' yang itu.

pagi aku ke vitya untuk sarapan dan lebih penting, akses wi-fi percuma.

noreply@blogger.com (rian.isa) — Sun, 04 Jan 2009 13:48:00 +0000

morning khanna, order biasa.

The ground beneath her feet aku letak di meja.

Khanna: Oh you’re reading Salman Rushdie.

Rian: Yeah.

Khanna: He is a very good writer. I’ve read all his books. Very good. brilliant.

Rian: Yeah.. he is...(smile)

Khanna senyum lebar dan hidangkan aku tose masala dan teh o ais ke meja.

2 minggu lagi, Khanna balik ke Chennai.

Mamak Vitya pun ada masa nak baca.

Lelaki itu tidak lagi Mahu...

noreply@blogger.com (rian.isa) — Fri, 02 Jan 2009 15:50:00 +0000

i love you babe..

i just do :)

too bad huh?

“What is a Marriage to you?” “Sacred” (because this answer is what’s expected and very often repeated)

noreply@blogger.com (rian.isa) — Thu, 25 Dec 2008 15:12:00 +0000

Tying the knot does not automatically make you holy. It does not permit you to erase your sins or rewrite your past.

Married, you are not a new or renewed man. You are by all means the same exact person playing a totally different game.

Marriage is a bond - will tie you the ground, or rather to another person’s hip for a lifetime.

You do not marry because you need to be in control of situations, or break free from the grasp of your parents, or because you simply have to because really, what else is there to do?

Marriage means working it out. It ensures the other one never leaves you, and if that one person decides to, you have all the right to make it one hell of a time to go through.

Marriage is settling down with someone because seriously, once your hairline and metabolism rate decreases, who else would wanna do you?

Hell, if you were a George Clooney, you’d stay single as long as you can.

Si Pengemis mengaduh perit kepada Malaikatnya “be.b..bengisnya takdirrr…”

noreply@blogger.com (rian.isa) — Wed, 24 Dec 2008 16:47:00 +0000

“Everything will be o.k”

What is o.k? just alive is also o.k.

“Then settle for alive.”

italian master designer enzo mari on his heart.

noreply@blogger.com (rian.isa) — Fri, 19 Dec 2008 10:15:00 +0000