Showing posts with label poetries and quotation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetries and quotation. Show all posts

Monday, August 3, 2009

Just For Laugh

Who doesn't know Homer Simpson? Oh, well, if you say "I don't know him" then it couldn't be helped, but I'm perfectly sure there's a ton of people out there who know him. I myself am a big fan of The Simpsons and couldn't get bored watching it again and again (I wonder why).

Like usual, I was going through my messy files in my lovely Miel's brain (Miel is the name of my laptop) in order to rearrange this to that, to put this into that. Somehow in the middle of it, I found out a .txt file titled homer's quote. I opened it and reread it, and then I think, hey, I could post this thing to my blog! So here it is:


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Homer's all time best quote ever!

1. Son, when you participate in sporting events, it’s not whether you win or lose: it’s how drunk you get.
2. Son, a woman is like a beer. They smell good, they look good, you’d step over your own mother just to Home Simpsonget one! But you can’t stop at one. You wanna drink another woman!
3. What’s the point of going out? We’re just going to wind up back here anyway.
4. I’m normally not a praying man, but if you’re up there, please save me, Superman.
5. Fame was like a drug. But what was even more like a drug were the drugs.
6. Books are useless! I only ever read one book, “To Kill A Mockingbird,” and it gave me absolutely no insight on how to kill mockingbirds! Sure it taught me not to judge a man by the color of his skin… but what good does that do me?
7. I hope I didn’t brain my damage.
8. Weaseling out of things is important to learn. It’s what separates us from the animals… except the weasel.
9. Kids, you tried your best and you failed miserably. The lesson is, never try.
10. How is education supposed to make me feel smarter? Besides, every time I learn something new, it pushes some old stuff out of my brain. Remember when I took that home winemaking course, and I forgot how to drive?
11. Old people don’t need companionship. They need to be isolated and studied so it can be determined what nutrients they have that might be extracted for our personal use.
12. Facts are meaningless. You could use facts to prove anything that’s even remotely true!
13. How could you?! Haven’t you learned anything from that guy who gives those sermons at church? Captain Whatshisname? We live in a society of laws! Why do you think I took you to all those Police Academy movies? For fun? Well, I didn’t hear anybody laughing, did you? Except at that guy who made sound effects. Makes sound effects and laughs. Where was I? Oh yeah! Stay out of my booze.
14. You don’t like your job, you don’t strike. You go in every day and do it really half-assed. That’s the American way.
15. Oh, I’m in no condition to drive. Wait a minute. I don’t have to listen to myself. I’m drunk.


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I wonder what would the world be if everyone in this world thinks like him..

*lmao*

Oh, by the way, If you think that you are the one who made a post perfectly like this (okay, with some of your own words on the beginning and the ending, of course), feel free to comment below and tell me your name (or alias) and your page. I'll link this to yours. *smiles*

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I need to improve my sense of people's property.

Thursday, March 26, 2009

A Poetry From My Old-Self

I was visiting my old blog and surprised that it is actually still there. Deciding to read thru the entire blog, I found out this one poem I made up when I was a freshman at highschool. I read it, and, wow, I don't even remember that I've ever made it! And the choices for the word.. Hahahah, never thought I had it in me then, actually.

The poem is in Indonesian, so.. sorry for those who cannot understand. There are plenty of Indonesian translator out there, no? *grins*

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Bara perih terampung dalam setitik noda
hitam, pekat...

Dendam seorang anak manusia
mengalir dalam pembuluh-pembuluh nadi,
membunuh senyum mengukir derita
mengiringi isak tangis yang terabaikan

Waktu berlalu, roda-roda detik terus berjalan
dengan jerat yang mengekang jiwa,
tak berakal tuk putuskan
berteriak, meraung, menjerit

Ia lelah, terlalu panjang jalan tempuhnya
ia mencari si pendosa, namun sia
terguncang...bahkan hampir kehilangan jiwa

Dendam itu sama sekali tak bergerak
bersembunyi dalam diri dan hati

Diam seorang anak manusia
terdengar bisik manis dalam kalbu
coba hiraukan setan laknat terkutuk yang mempengaruhi
ia ingin kembali suci
terbang dari segala dendam yang mengintai...

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Hummm, now that I've read it once again, it sounds a bit emo. *sweatdropped* I don't know why but I tend to pick up anything dark for my poem, though I believe I'm far from dark myself (ask my friends, they would say that I'm cheerful indeed! *laughs*).


Well, that's all then. See ya on the next post. *smiles*
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