Some call me Nanaking, some call me Strawberry, and some call me Banana Boat Man.

The Berries' Dilemma - Credits

2010-03-16T19:31:00.004+08:00

I owe you guys a lot, and some of you might not even know it. Writing this series has turned into an external delight for me, in the midst of all the excitement in college and outside of it. I am glad to have the support that you guys have given me. All this started out as a joke but in the end, turned into something fairly serious in contrast to the irony of its birth; the Berries Family.

I find myself enjoying writing these chapters more and more recently. It is definitely not exaggerating to say that I have somehow, one way or the other, improved my writing throughout all of this, and I am glad.

This is a post, to thank, all of you; the real people who have inspired this, who have supported, read, and commented, appreciate the <3.

Credits(So that I can feel like it's actually a real hit tv show :) YAY)

Appleberrie - Mei

Buluberry - Imran

Pussyberry - Aaron

Holyberry - Jade

Kittyberry - Kit

Ribenaberry - Christine

Jizzybery - Izzuddin

Tinyberry - Serene

Mushberry - Sean CHAIYO

Smellyberry - JQ

Shells - Michelle

Syaz - Syazwan

Belle - Isabelle

Egg - Wai Yik

Z Shadows - Zac

And of course, not to forget, Kevin's cameo as the doctor who took care of imran, Kevin Ion Bates.

Thank you all, once again, and may this series turn out to be something big in the future...I mean it...:P...Now, I'm going to sleep

The Berries' Dilemma Season 1 Finale - Till The End Of Time

2010-03-15T11:27:00.006+08:00

I rushed to the airport as quickly as I could. I wanted to see it for myself, I wanted to know, that she was safe, not because I was in love with her, it was because I cared about her.

Season finale – Till The End of Time

They were countless of people, no matter what time it was, or day, or month, or year, people were always there. The airport was a place I really liked. It was the platform to take us to places, places we forged immeasurable memories. I searched throughout the gates, one by one, looking for the right number. She was going to stand in front of the mentioned gate, waiting for me to find her, and at last, I did.
I smiled, I smiled widely as soon as I saw her standing. She was fine, she was looking better than ever. I marched to her slowly, opened my arms wide, and held her tight. I bet most people would think we were lovers, but the truth was, we weren’t, not anymore, not since college.

6 Hours ago.

“I have to go.” I told my wife earnestly.

“...Then go. Just go and don’t ever come back...” She replied faintly and closed her eyes.

“Don’t say that...When you don’t mean it.” I said as faintly as she did.

“What if I mean it then? What if, what if I say, I don’t love you anymore?!” She started being aggressive.

“Then it’s a lie! You’d be lying, I can feel it...You still love me don’t you?” I asked, desiring clarity.

“Not as much as I hate you right now.” She answered straight to my face. I took a pause before answering. I looked at her, she was angry, disappointed, sad, and tearful.

“I thought you’d forgiven me, after that night. I thought everything was fine after the meeting? When Syaz made us head, remember?!” I asked aggressively.

“Fine? Forgiven you?! You really think it was going to be that easy for me to do that?! You almost divorced me Straw! How do you think I feel about that?! Fine?!”

“...I gotta go..” That was all I could say, and it was all that was said.

The next day – 9.38 a.m

A fine meal for breakfast was all it took for anyone to for a moment, just for a quick moment, forget about recent downfall or unfortunate events. We were having breakfast just like how all of this started that morning, how a single second of foolishness and lust, had led us to the dark age.

“I was worried. You never called, you never told anyone where you went. You just left a freaking note, a note!” I said.

“Haha. Yeah I was pretty pissed.” Apple replied me.

“Not to mention inconsiderate and ignorant!” I added.

“EH pls! Ignorant?! Do you even know who our current prime minister is?” She asked me.

“Well duh, it’s that malay guy with the songkok.” I answered quickly. We both could only smile. “It’s great to have you back. I missed you.” I said after a long pause.

“Yeah, but I’m not gonna be back for good though. I’m going back to Hawaii in three days.” Apple confessed sadly.

“What?! Then why did you come back for?! You could’ve called!” I said rationally but insensitively.

“Oh my god don’t you remember what tonight is?” Apple asked me, and I was caught in my own head, trying to force information out of my rusty cerebrum. “In case you ever remember, I came home for that...Just, for that.”

11.11 a.m

“Finally!Malaysia!” Jizzy said excitedly as they both finished their inspection.

“Great to be home isn’t it?” Asked Tiny.

“You betcha.”

They searched for their new driver, Kino, who came to Malaysia all the way from Zimbabwe. In the limo, Jizzy and Tiny were sitting, with every bit of their energy drenched up from the long flight. They both had the same thing in mind, they both knew the reason why they were coming back earlier than they should.

“So are we really going, tonight?” Tiny asked.

“Well yeah, we came back for it.” Jizzy answered helplessly.

“But I bet no one is even gonna be there. I bet no one even remembers!” Tiny stated strongly, and Jizzy could only stare outside the window, thinking about his wife had said.

“Maybe we shouldn’t go, I don’t wanna drive all the way there for nothing. Plus we have to take the ferry.” Kitty was having the same conversation with his wife somewhere in Penang.

“Yeah, but it’s important dear! It’s only once a year! Remember last year’s?! It was super fun!” Ribena told her reluctant husband.

“That was last year, this year everyone is having a rough time, I bet no one even remembers.” Kitty let out his piece of mind.

1.56 p.m

“Yo man, do you know what tonight is?” It was the first thing Syaz said when Bulu picked up his phone.

“Yea man, are you going?” Bulu asked curiously.

“Of course, isn’t everyone going?” Syaz asked, now he was curious.

“I have no idea man. With how things went the last 2 months, I doubt anyone is gonna remember. Pussy knows now though, he’s next to me drinking his mineral water from his girlish water bottle.” Bulu said while smiling.

“Oh ya, well, we could always call the others, I’ve already packed, I’ll be on my way there in an hour or less.” Syaz told Bulu.

“Oh? Then we’ll pack and meet you guys, let’s go together.” Bulu suggested.

3.12 p.m

“Did you ever think this would happen after college? Me, you, alone, on a road trip.” Apple asked me while I was driving my fully customized Golf GTI.

“Nope, never. Ever since Smelly came along, I...I never thought anyone else would be with me. But hey, we’re not together or anything, it’s just-“ I was cut before I could finish.

“I understand. I mean we’re hanging out, we’re having fun.” Apple said.

“Those were the exact words Smelly said when she asked me to marry her.” I told Apple.

“Oh really? Wait, WHAT?! She asked you to marry her?! What the hell?!” Apple was freaking out.

“Well, yeah, it’s an interesting story that we never told anyone, she told everyone she met that I did it, well duh, I was supposed to, but she beat me to it I guess...Or rather, it was so sudden, I never really thought about it in the first place; proposing to her.” I told Apple while reminiscing the years before, when we were absent from the dark age.

4.24 p.m

The ferry was on its way to the beach. Inside, sat Ribena and Kitty, anticipating what lied beyond the ocean.

“I really doubt anyone’s gonna be here. I can’t believe you talked me into this.” Kitty told his wife for the thousandth time.

“Come on dear, it’s going to be fun. So what if no one is there? We can have fun on our own!” Ribena answered while clinging her arm to her husband’s.

“We have work to do, I still haven’t gotten that designer I wanted for the wardrobe for the movie, and-“

Ribena stuck her right pointing finger to her husband’s lips, indirectly asking him to shut up, and he did.

5.05 p.m

“Is the Tai Ti down?” Pussy asked, and nobody answered.

The four of them were play our family game by the beach, waiting for night to come so they could start the celebration, but it was just an excuse, each of them knew, that they were all waiting for the other berries to arrive. The private island in Terengganu bought by the Berries was more often than not, prohibited. However they were still people there around the year, visiting, indulged in their vacation fever. Most people on the island knew the Berries, the Berries were famous for making the island a hot spot for tourists.

At the same time, in the other part of the island, Apple and I were walking, not expecting on bumping into someone familiar, someone who had ‘Berry’ as one of their identities.

“We don’t have anything for fireworks.” I said.

“Who cares, no one else is here, I don’t even think we’re going to celebrate it.” Apple said with words that were filled with disappointment.

As we were walking, the unexpected became the opposite when Jizzy and Tiny were caught throwing grasp sand to each other. I looked at Apple who was already bursting with laughter.

“Oi!” Apple screamed.

“OII!” Tiny replied the scream. “Oh my god, is that Straw alone with Apple?” Tiny whispered to her husband Jizzy.

“Let them be la, don’t meddle with other people’s marriage.” Jizzy replied with a slower whisper as they both marched closer to me and Apple.

“Didn’t expect to see you guys here.” I said as we got close to each other.

“I could say the same thing.” Tiny let out the words sarcastically. Jizzy hit his wife’s arm from the back, indicating her to stop teasing.

“Is everyone here?” I asked as Tiny and Jizzy exchanged their silent thoughts.

“If by everyone you mean us then yeah.” Cried a familiar voice from behind me. It was Ribena and Kitty, the cheesiest couple in the family.

We exchanged words of unexpectations and later walked unknowingly as we continued our conversation. We talked as if nothing had happened. We talked as if no drama had took place for the last couple of months. We talked, normally. Normal never seemed so wonderful as it was now. We were laughing and kicking sand for numerous minutes. As we closed by the other half of the island, more familiar faces started appearing, this time, they were more than two.

6.31 p.m

“Oh my god, you guys are here!” Apple screeched from a couple of metres away from where Syaz and gang were playing chor tai ti for the fiftieth time.

“Oh hey!” Syaz cried out happily.

“Apple...” Bulu said faintly. It was obvious that was happier than ever to see her safe. Despite all that had happened, Bulu still cared for her as he always did, only difference was, he realized how different his care for her was compared to when they were married, he realized, that the love and care he had for her when they married, were all wishful thinking. It was reality now, and reality finally seemed brighter.

“Hey. You look great. You all look great.”

It had been two months. Most of us stopped talking to each other, but tonight, things were different.

8.09 p.m

Lights were dimmed, they were countless of them given to life by hotels and more hotels, but nevertheless, they were dimmed. We were all laughing and having fun exchanging kept thoughts. It was getting closer to our celebration. I looked and searched, searched hard for this person I called wife, for this girl I was madly in love with. The berries were eating the barbequed chickens and lambs, it was a heart-warming view. I changed failure to a conversation with Apple under a coconut tree.

“Can’t find her?” Apple asked while we were ravishing out chickens.

“Don’t think she’s here.” I said sadly.

“Who?” Belle asked out of the blue, getting into the conversation.

“My wife. My...missing wife.”

“Oh...Where’s Shells anyway?” Belle asked curiously.

“She went back to Australia already, something urgent came up with the company.” I answered.

“Oh..Erm..Listen, about your wife, she’s here actually.” Belle confessed slowly and quietly.

‘What? Where is she?” I asked excitedly.

“In the hotel room, actually we bumped into her while playing chor tai ti, but she insisted on being on her own. She asked me not to tell you though, but, I can’t do that now can I?” Belle confessed everything.

I put down my chicken, it was delicious and irresistible, but it wasn’t as my wife. I got off from the wooden bench by the beach, turned around, and saw her, standing like Ju-on underneath a big tree, deeper by the shore. I walked to her slowly, hoping that every step would make her miss and forgive me more. Fifteen steps. It took me fifteen steps to finally see her beautiful face.

“You know I put down my chicken just to find you.” It was the first thing that came to my mind.

“You look like you’re having fun with your college romance.” She said with an angry face. “I heard you two came here together, how romantic.” She added.

“It’s not what you think.” I tried to convince her.

“Whatever Straw, I came here for the rest of the family, not to see you or Apple.” She said her piece and walked away, and I was left stunned.

Bulu came over to where Apple was. They finally sat in front of each other, facing history right in the face.

“I heard you went to Hawaii. Where’s the flowers around your neck?” Bulu joked.

“I hung it in the room I rented, didn’t think I needed it here.” Apple said.

“Tonight’s gonna be a good night. I mean come on, the chickens’ awesome!” Bulu joked again.

“Haha, yeah, glad I came home for this.”

From afar, Syaz, Belle and Pussy came over with countless woods. They had collected the items needed for our bonfire, they were also things that we wanted to burn, useless things, bitter things.

“Okay guys, we’re gonna light up the bonfire soon, finish up your food and get your brown and yellow asses here.” Syaz informed every Berry outloud.

“Oi! Shit you!” Commented Smelly while laughing. That was who she was. She was always happy around others, she always acted as if she was all right in front of everyone, even when she wasn’t. It was one of her many selfish personalities to not make others worried.

We finished our food swiftly, and gathered around the piled woods.

“All right guys, I’ve saturated these things with oil, all we need, is this.” Said Syaz as he held a lit up stick. “Since 2 years ago, we’ve been here, at this very spot on this day and time, to celebrate what we are now, to celebrate, the day the Berries were formed, the day, we became a family.” Syaz acted his part as the senior of this family. “Straw, you are the man with the baton now, give a speech or something, I did it for two straight years, now it’s your turn.” He added.

“Owh, all right then.” I said and came forward. Syaz handed me the stick, and I held it proud. I cleared my throat loudly before started talking. “This year, has been hard for us, for most of us, but in a way, we have matured. Nobody said it was going to be easy, nobody said we were going to be happy forever, but nobody also said anything about how to deal with this, with marriage, with trust, with love. Nobody said anything, I guess we just have to figure it out by ourselves.” I stopped and paused before resuming. “I messed up a lot this year, and there is no apology in the world that could take everything back, but they say, that forgiveness is an act of god...So why not we forgive? I am not asking you, to forget what I’ve done, I am asking, for forgiveness. I am truly sorry...But tonight, tonight, is a special night. This was the day that we were formed, the day we all sat at this very spot, being blissful and loved so fiercely, cared so strongly, hugged so tightly. So let’s make tonight, after two exact years, the reincarnation, of the Berries.” And I stopped.

Everyone was looking at me, everyone had their own thoughts and ways of thinking. After an awkward silence, Belle clapped sarcastically and everyone followed with a smile on their faces. I placed the lit stick gently onto the pile of woods, and there it was, the bonfire that marked the Berries’ second year anniversary.
Some of us continued eating after the bonfire was born, obviously it was them. Some of us went to Syaz’s room to retrieve fireworks that Syaz had brought from Melaka, and the rest of us, were mending broken hearts, including our owns. I caught my wife staring into the fire alone. I marched to her, this time with normal speed, this time, with less hope.

“You know we’re literally destroying the environment right?” Again, it was the first thing that came to my foolish mind.

“Yeah.” She said with a faint smile on her face.

“You are becoming so bad. Remember the first year we did this right after graduation, and you said that you weren’t gonna do it next year, but you did it anyways?” Before I finished the question, she was already laughing.

“Hahaha. Yeah I remember. You said you find nice girls doing bad things to be sexy.” She said with a smile on her face.

“Oh yeah! I still find it sexy.” I turned my head rightward with hopes that she would look at me, and she did. “Where do we go from here Smelly?” I finally popped the serious question.

“I don’t know. For these few months, it seems as if, we’re going nowhere.” She said with an expressionless face.

“Then let’s go somewhere! Anywhere’s better than nowhere!” I replied rapidly.

She didn’t say anything, or maybe she couldn’t, either way, I did something I’d been wanting to do for the last 75 days. I held her tightly within my arms, shut my eyes completely, all we could feel was each others’ warmth, and echoes of the bonfire. In our hearts, we knew, we were the definition, of ‘Till the end of time’.
Bulu, Apple and Pussy were using empty talks to past time. It was a regular talk that became irregular since some time ago. It was the kind of conversation we would have during college, a conversation that reminded me, of normal.

“By the way, where’s that girl? The one who almost became a Berry.” Bulu asked insensitively.

“Oh, I don’t know man. Haven’t talked to her since, you know, the Holy thing.” Pussy responded, and Apple gave Pussy a pat on the back as comfort.
The remaining Berries returned to the bonfire with what seemed like limitless fireworks. Syaz had this evil grin on his face as soon as he looked at Bulu. They were probably plotting something evil.

11.59 p.m 11.11.2016

We scattered around the bonfire. I was finally holding hands with my wife again. Bulu, Apple and Pussy had past the awkward period and became family again, Kitty and Ribena got to eat countless chickens, Jizzy and Tiny were talking about cleaning bathrooms again, Syaz and Belle finally got to spend time with the family. It was a good night, no, it was a miracle, the miracle that we craved and prayed for. Syaz and Bulu placed the fireworks in order, and all that was left, was for us to light them up. We all got into positions with lighters in our grasp, and smiles on our faces. We had a countdown before lighting them, and as soon as it was over, the sky was filled with fiery lights and smoke, decorated with our screams of joy.

“HAPPY SECOND ANNIVERSARY BERRIES.”

The night-sky was bright and hazy, I took my wife’s hands and ran to the hotel with her. Everyone else was outside screaming joyfully, and in the midst of the sentimental celebration, marched a figure of a woman, closing by the bonfire. Every Berry stopped and stared, trying to figure out the sudden intrusion. It didn’t take long for them to realize that it was no mere intrusion, or intrusion in any kind at all, it was her, the girl who should have been one of us Berries. It was a special night for all of us, but for Pussy, it was judgement day

THE END

The Berries' Dilemma S01 Ep15 - Our Home Is Our Love

2010-03-04T00:11:00.003+08:00

Episode 15 - Our Home Is Our Love

We all gave it a rest. We gave each other a well deserved rest. It had been two months since the showdown in Pussy’s house. I was kicked out by my wife when she found out I smoke 2 days after, but it was not only because of that. I lived with since Pussy since. Bulu was still living in his house with Mush, although they spent most of their times at Pussy’s, bringing his bass guitar, creating musical fusion. Jizzy and Tiny flew to Arab for business concerning Petronas. Smelly kept herself busy for the last 2 months working and sleeping alone. Kitty and Ribena were traveling everywhere, gathering up the best cast and crew to create this movie he was planning, and Apple, nobody ever saw or contacted her since 2 months ago. We never talked to each other about what happened after that night. We all moved on, living the past behind. Nevertheless, history had this creepy ability to catch up to us no matter how far or fast we ran.

It was a perfect morning after a night none of us could forget. Pussy had a party last night to celebrate their new song. It was the first one ever written after their last platinum album. It was already noon by the time we woke up.

“You know we can’t keep going on like this.” A familiar voice told me as soon as I got up from the couch. It was Bulu. I gave a long sigh before I replied.

“Yeah I know, I thought we were just, taking a time off.” I stated.

“I don’t mind having you guys around, but we need to get our lives back man.” Now Pussy was into the conversation.

I took a look at my phone, praying and inevitably hoping that my wife had text me, or called me, or something, but there was nothing.

“We should go get breakfast.” I suggested.

Somewhere in KL, Smelly was having a meeting with her crew about the upcoming shows.

“We need a new approach, a gimmick. Everything has been going great so far, but it’s time we take it up a notch. Does anyone here have any idea how we can do this?” Smelly asked.

“How bout having family over at your work place?” A familiar voice came from the back.

“Mush!” Smelly shouted excitedly.

“Good afternoon, I er, thought I should, lend a helping hand. That ok?” Mush asked.

“Of course of course. Everyone, this is my nephew.” They exchanged hellos.” All right, now does anyone have a serious answer?” Smelly asked again.

“How about we have life bands performing after each show?” Asked a female voice.

“We already have that.” Smelly said.

“We have singers sing, but not ACTUAL bands with their own, guitarists and whatnot. Rock music is famous these days.” Suggested the female voice.

“Not a bad idea, and I know a few people from the music industry.” Mush confessed. Smelly smiled happily, but Mush knew that it was fake, she was thinking about her family, she was thinking about her other life that was falling apart.

Mamak was always our favorite, let it be when we were rich or poor. SS15 was still as famous and packed as ever.

“Anyone heard from the rest of the family recently?” I started the conversation that afternoon.

“Not really, aside from being told that some of us were leaving for work, nope.” Bulu answered.

“So Apple still hasn’t contacted any of us?” I asked while looking gloomy.

“Nope, I really hope she’s fine.” It was Bulu who replied me again.

“I guess going to the police, is a bit too much?” Pussy finally spoken.

“Since she left us a note then, yeah, I guess there’s nothing we can do.” Said Bulu.

We weren’t very talkative that afternoon. We patiently waited for our food while being silent, but we weren’t daydreaming, or fantaszing about hooking up with a Hollywood actress, we were thinking, thinking hard about this unsolved problem. I was missing my wife more than ever. Bulu was thinking about the girl she wanted to marry, and Pussy, was also thinking about his first serious love which took place a year before college ended. For the past 61 days, there was not a single second where either of us didn’t think about love. There was a time when we promised to ourselves to never take advantage of the love we had, to never sabotage the happiness god had given to us, but that promise wasn’t kept, it was broken only 2 years after being made. It took us over 20 years to realize how golden love was, yet we kept on being foolish, for what reason? Temporary pleasure, bad judgement, over excessive shots of tequila? Or tempting triangles? Whatever the reason was, nothing was worth giving up our hard earned love.

In the middle of our quiet lunch, Pussy’s phone starting buzzing. It was Jizzy.

“Hey man.” Pussy answered.

“Hey, eh could you tell the others that I’m coming home in 3 days? Just in case you guys are wondering.” Jizzy informed.

“Yeah sure sure, how are you man? Hows Arab?” Pussy asked.

“I’m good I’m good, how’s Arab? Very sandy man, I can’t wear slippers at all!” Jizzy replied.

Pussy could be seen laughing and enjoying his talk with someone from the family.

“I think, I think I’m gonna go back home, and talk to Smelly.” I told Bulu ask Pussy continued his phone call.

“Yeah I think it’s about time man. And I think I’m going to search for her seriously now. As you know, I DO have connections.” Bulu said sarcastically.

“Haha, so you’re gonna stalk her now?” I asked with the same amount of sarcasm.

“If that’s what it takes to get to her hol- I mean, HEART!” And I couldn’t help but laugh.

After lunch, we went back to Pussy’s to pack our stuff. Bulu was going to go around looking for his love, and I wanted to get mine back in one piece. We exchanged thanks and temporary goodbyes, and good lucks in executing our desires successfully.
It didn’t take long at all for me to reach home. That evening I was already unlocking my door, hoping that my wife was in a good mood. I opened the door, and found her having a big laugh with a familiar figure on the couch.

“Mush?” I asked from the front door.

“Oh, uncle Straw, you’re home.” He said in awe.

“Yeah…Yeah I thought it was time for me…Smelly could we er, could we talk?” I asked earnestly. She put on her angry face in an instant.

“I think I er, should leave.” Mush said awkwardly.

“Come back tomorrow and we’ll discuss about the project again.” Smelly informed Mush loudly, hoping to annoy me to no extent.

“Aye yai boss.” Mush replied and left.

“I see you two, are having fun.” I said after Mush shut the door.

“What do you want Straw?” She asked rudely.

“I want my life back.” I told her.

“So you haven’t been living for the past 2 months is that what you’re saying?” She was being sarcastic more than usual.

“Look you know what I mean! I need to live here again, and I need you. God, do you know how much I missed you?” I continued.

“Oh? Not calling or leaving a message to say that you’re fine for the past 2 months, REALLY really convinced me that you missed me.”

“So you were worried?”

“I told you…I-.I don’t care anymore.” She was breaking, that solid wall she created, was being destroyed. She was tearing on the inside much more than the outside.

It was one of those moments when the guy would hug the girl, and everything would turn out all right. I knew it was, I was about to do it, until my phone started ringing. Inevitably I took it out, looked at it, and saw the caller id. I picked it up with Smelly tearing in front of me. I knew I shouldn’t have answered any phone call, or let anything at all to ruin this epic moment, but I had to pick it up, I had to.

“Where are you?” I answered the phone while staring into my wife’s crystal brown eyes that were twinkling, twinkles that were refracted by her pure colorless tears.

THE END

P.S - NEXT EPISODE IS THE SEASON FINALE :D

The Berries' Dilemma S01 Ep14 - Love To Take Minutes Like These

2010-03-02T16:49:00.005+08:00

Episode 14 – Love To Take Minutes Like These

Time measured our life. Let it be in hours, or minutes, or seconds. We were told that time had the ability to heal. Time had this remedy that was slow but effective, and worked in mysterious ways. Measuring and using time wisely would make us better people, like using a few minutes to call an old friend, or to clean your room, or to clip your nails. These little minutes affected us more than we knew, but what if we wanted time to pass by not doing anything? What if something terrible just took place with only time as its healer? Would we be strong enough to wait for time to pass by by doing meaningful chores, or doing beneficial work? Would we be able to carry on as if nothing happened? Some of us did, and some of us, didn’t feel like doing anything for a while.

“So let me get this straight, in one year after I left,, you almost divorce your wife and got together with your college fling, Bulu had an accident and DID divorce his wife, Pussy gave his house to Holy so now he’s basically homeless but with money, Tiny and Jizzy were fired as the head of the family, and Syaz and Belle are back in town, wow.” Shells was summarizing everything up to me.

“Not really, well, everything happened in er, less than a month? Yeah...” I corrected her minor error.

“You people are, messed up.”

“Well thanks for reminding me.”

“Wait, so, if I am getting this clearly, this means that all this actually started with you!” She stabbed me right through my heart.

“OWH! How rude! It was me AND Apple.” I tried to lessen my guilt.

“Oh of course of course, you couldn’t have done it on your own now could you?” She was being as sarcastic as she was before she left.

“Oi oi, this is not why I invited you for coffee this morning all right.”
It was a good morning. Having a cup of coffee with an old friend felt right in healing or rather, plastering recent, wretched events. It had been a week since I last talked to my wife. It had been a week since Pussy gave his house to Holy and made his heroic statement. It had been more than a week since most of us were actually happy.

“So what are you going to do? Since you are somehow responsible for this.” Shells asked the millionaire question.

“Actually, I wanted to ask YOU about that, do you have any idea how I can fix this?” I answered her question with an earnest one.

“Hmm, this is tough. Have you tried apologizing?”

“To who? My wife? Yeah. I did.”

“And?”

“She ignored me.” I said disappointedly.

“Give her some time, and apologize again. AND, you should also be apologizing to everyone, even if you did them no wrong directly, you did do wrong to them indirectly. Like Jizzy and Tiny.” Shells explained wisely.

“Okay okay, I’ll do it, later, or something. Enough about this, how’s working as a project manager of a multi millionaire clothing company?” I changed the troubled topic.

“AWESOME POSSOME.”

She began explaining to me terms that I could not comprehend, but I listened anyway. Of course, she explained to me in human terms minutes after.

Walking on a four inches heels, with expensive jewelleries dazzling on parts of her figure, Smelly was typically rushing to work. Her talk show, JQTV, that went on air once a week, was put on hold a few days ago, hence making her busier than ever. She answered her phone that was ringing louder than her usual voice. It was one of her workers, asking about their next guess.

“Look I told you, we’re not going with that singer anymore, we’re going with an actress. I pay you to listen to me, not to make your own suggestions! I know he’s good looking and famous, but the last thing I need is some hot shot, preaching about love and relationships. Get that actress if you love this job.” Smelly took command and showed who the boss was.

Kitty was at home, explaining to his wife about his upcoming movie, a movie that he expected to be bigger than his last, which hit a total profit of 8 Million ringgit.

“So this movie that I’m planning to make, is about this guy, a homeless guy, he’s a loner but with a big heart. He wants to make a change for the world, but he needs to do something big effectively, and that is when he learns how to-, are you even listening?” Kitty stopped and asked.

“This movie..Is going to make more than eight..eight...EIGHT million ringgit?! Do you know how much food we can get with that? We can hire the best chefs in the world!”Ribena was fantasizing her dreams.

“Erm, no, we’re gonna invest that money into the housing properties I was looking at the other way, no way we’re gonna waste this money for food.” Kitty unload his intentions, and Ribena gave her husband the angry cat’s face.
Bulu, Pussy, Syaz, Belle, Mush, Egg and Z were shopping for houses. Pussy needed a place to stay, he refused to reside with any of us, he wanted to get his own place, preferably smaller than this previous one, and with no hidden chapel built underneath it.

“This one looks good. 3000 square feet, 4 rooms and 2 baths. It’s the ideal duplex condo. Great view too.” Bulu said while looking at a long haired chinese girl who was watering her plants next door, and seconds later, the rest of the guys looked at the tempting view too.

“Yeah it’s great, how about this, I’ll pay half more of the price if you let me keep the furniture and air conditioners.” Pussy told the house dealer.

“O-Of course! Hope you enjoy your new home!” The dealer said.

“Damn rich right you?” Egg asked.

“I haven’t been spending a lot recently. Mostly at home regretting.” Pussy replied sadly.

“But those dark ages are over! It’s time for a new start!” Z tried to comfort Pussy.

“That’s right, it’ll be all right soon, don’t worry.” Syaz and Belle were trying to comfort Pussy too.

In their mansion, Jizzy and Tiny were on their couch, watching television and criticizing the actors and actresses in it, and how typical the storylines were.

“I don’t understand why someone would be wearing that kind of clothes for a regular lunch outside. It’s ridiculous! I tell you, malay movies ah, trying to portrait that we like to overdress.” Jizzy complained to his wife.

“Yeah! And plus Malaysia is like, ten thousand degrees hot!” Tiny replied.

“And what’s with these commercials? MTV really needs to get new people to work on their commercials. They don’t make sense at all!” Jizzy continued his list of complaints.

We both sat there thinking, thinking about the most effective way to fix everything, but neither of us thought anything good. Shells didn’t get home solely to talk about the problems, she also had other people to see and surprise. I wasn’t the only one on her list. Knowing that, it was inevitable for us to part ways.

“Don’t tear your head out over this all right. Just take some time off.” Shells advised before leaving.

“I think I’ll go home and apologize to my wife. Should I get flowers and stuff?” I asked.

“Yeah that would be better. Wait you buy flowers now?” Shells asked, shocked.

“Erm not really, just because I should doesn’t mean I’m gonna.” I said.
We smiled, we hugged, and she left. I couldn’t wait to get back home. I drove as fast and as safe as I could. On my way back, my phone started ringing. ‘Bulu’ was on the screen.

“Yeah?” I answered.

“Dude do you know where Apple is?” He asked over the phone. He sounded worried.

“Not really why?” I asked curiously.

“She left a note saying she’s leaving. All of her stuff is gone and, I can’t contact her. Where do you think she went?” Bulu asked, he was obviously concerned.

“What? I don’t know man. I’ll try calling her.” I told Bulu.

“Aite, seriously, dude, I need to find her man. I don‘t want her to do anything stupid because of me, and you too.” Bulu reminded me.

I felt bad. Not because I felt at fault, but because I was caught up with this apology that I was going to do. I felt bad because I was not that concerned as I was with apologizing to Smelly. I wanted the marriage to be fine and great again, not stable just because we’re responsible for everyone.

“Hey.” I said as soon I saw her sitting next to the aquarium where goldy resided.

“What were you doing last night?” She asked slowly.

“Hm? I told you, I went out with the guys. We had a few drinks, well they did, I drank some coke.”

“Was that it? Was that everything that you did?” She asked again, this time, with hidden intentions.

“Er, yeah.” I lied honestly.

“You know how I feel about you smoking, and lying, and sneaking around my back.” There it was, the secret was out. We both kept silent for a while. I couldn’t bring myself to apologize anymore. I needed to get myself out of this one first, but before I could say anything, she continued her speech. “I don’t know who you are anymore, you used to love me more than anything in this world, you were one of the good guys, one of the better men out there, but now, I don’t know who you are anymore. Recently all you’ve been doing is lie to me.”

“That’s not true!” I said it, but I didn’t actually mean it.

“I can’t take this anymore. I don’t understand you, and I don’t really care...I want you out of this house by tonight.”

I looked at her, and all I could feel, was not hatred, but something worse, named disappointment. Life got darker for all of us, but the world continued spinning, ignoring our plead for help

THE END

WILL ANYONE COME UP WITH A PLAN TO FIX THIS FAMILY? WILL PUSSY HAVE A GOOD LIFE WITH HIS NEW HOME AND NEW NEIGHBOUR? WILL SMELLY GET THAT ACTRESS SHE WANTS FOR HER SHOW? WILL STRAWBERRY FIND A HOUSE TO STAY? WILL ANYONE EVER FIND OUT WHERE APPLEBERRIE WENT? WILL JIZZY AND TINY EVER ADMIT THAT THEY’RE JUST ANGRY BECAUSE THEY GOT FIRED AND STOP TAKING IT OUT ON THE PEOPLE ON TELEVISION? FIND OUT ON THE NEXT EPISODE OF, THE BERRIES’ DILEMMA

The Berries' Dilemma S01 Ep13 - After + Math = Aftermath

2010-03-02T16:47:00.003+08:00

Episode 13 – After + Math = Aftermath

Being in high places at night, often made people think. Present multiple cigarette boxes, a single lighter, teasing breeze, and more than 2 companions sitting with you near the balcony, and you were bound to preach life. Some of us were smokers, and some were not, but we all did it anyway. Having a shitty period was not an excuse for us to toy with tobacco, it was more of a reason.

We were sitting at the top of Syaz’s old mentari house. Miles and miles away, we could view the moving lights and hear various sounds clearly with a little help of customized imagination and a few puffs of Dunhill lights. Pussy was almost broken, he did what he had to do, with pride as a lion, yet that did not make it easy for him to swallow it. He spent 2 years, trapped in guilt, and married out of carelessness. He took yet another puff of Bulu’s cigarette, looking like he had something to say.

“Life’s getting tough man.” He started the long awaited conversation. Sitting by him were Syaz, Bulu, Jizzy, Mushy and myself. We all wore our troubled masks, some sitting and standing as if posing for an album cover.

“Yeah man, and I thought getting through college was tough” I replied.

“College was good stuff wei.” Commented Bulu.

“I’d do anything to go back.” Added Jizzy.

We all looked at Syaz for him to say something. He took a long puff as we looked at him, and replied seconds after.

“Life’s been great for me since college, till now.” He said and smiled, and we sighed in frustration as Syaz smiled widely.

“I thought that we were invincible man.” I said with regrets.

“You and Smelly?” Asked Bulu.

“Not just us, all of us, I thought we could get through anything, everything. We have the money, we have the power, and we have love.” I explained wisely.

“We HAD love.” Pussy corrected me. Everyone kept silent, and took another long puff from their cigarettes. I stared down from 20 floors high, and at times, I wish I could go back in time by jumping down.

“Looks like things are starting to get better, right?” Ribena started speaking after the girls had their dinner. Surrounding the table were Tiny and Smelly.

“Better than your house at least.” Commented Tiny while rolling her eyeballs, scanning Ribena’s messy house.

“Haha! Good one!” Commented Smelly.

“Oi! I’m being serious here ok!” Ribena tried to assure everyone of her seriousness.

“I don’t know anymore, and I don’t care. All I know is, Smelly, I hope you’re not going to disappoint us now that you’re head of the family.” Said Tiny.

“It should be okay, like she said, things are starting to look better.” Smelly shared her insights.

“Things are not looking better man.” I told the guys. “My wife is probably still mad at me about the divorce thing, Pussy’s had his house given away, Bulu is smoking more than ever, and got the friggin accident, Mush now has separated parents and Syaz, is having his friggin time of his life being happy!” I continued, and everyone smiled widely but not as wide as Syaz did.

“Don’t forget that you’re smoking, which should make your wife angrier than she already is.” Mushy continued the list.

“Sigh...Whatever.” I said in distress.

“Where the hell do we go from here man.” Pussy asked.

“I don’t understand why you guys have this drama. You guys have been married and together with your partners less than me and Belle. You guys got together with your partners about 2 years ago, and already you guys are facing this? What the hell right?” Syaz preached wisely, and again, it got everyone to shut their mouths, grasping the cigarette with our lips.

“2 years isn’t that long.” Smelly told Ribena and Tiny. “I thought that this year would still be our honeymoon year, but apparently it’s already DIVORCE year. God I wish he’s here to hear this.” Said Smelly.

“Who?” Asked Ribena foolishly.

“STRAWBERRY LA!” Tiny and Smelly shouted to the owner of the house.

“So...Where do we go from here?” Asked Tiny.

“How about accepting my apology Smelly?” Apple’s voice came from behind Smelly. Everyone looked behind, surprised of the sudden invasion. “The front door was unlocked.

“How did you know we were here?” Asked Smelly with slight anger.

“Straw told me.” Answered Apple.

“Oh of course you would be talking to my husband.” Smelly replied with sarcasm level 10.(Maximum level btw)

“Look this isn’t about him, it’s about you and me, I’m sorry all right, it was a mistake.” Apple apologized.

“I told you, I’m not angry at you, I just don’t want to see your face, ever again.” Confessed Smelly.

“Fine, accept my apology and you’ll get what you want, but know this, Straw and I, we’re just friends now.” Apple said her piece and left.

“...I thought..you guys were ok already?” Asked Ribena.

“Ok is not the word, just because I’m quiet it doesn’t mean I’m ok with it.” Explained Smelly.

“I don’t know when things are gonna be ok man.” I told the guys. “ Can’t believe all this started out with an honest mistake.” I continued.

“Look at it this way, thanks to you, I got to be honest with myself and Apple.” Bulu tried to look at the ever-elusive silver linings. “And at least Pussy is free now, you shouldn’t feel guilty anymore dude. It was not your fault, nor hers. Both of you made a mistake, right now you guys are just fixing it.” Bulu continued his presentation of optimism.

“That’s right la man!” Jizzy finally said something.

“Shuddup la you you’ve been quiet all this time suddenly wanna barge in.” Syaz started his famous teasing lines. All of us couldn’t help but laugh as hard as we used to do during college. In the midst of the laughter, the intro of ‘Anything’ by Mae started playing in my right pocket. I took out my back up phone, Sony Ericcson Satio XXI, and saw SHELLS flashing on my screen, and all of a sudden, things did not seem as bad as they were before.

THE END

WILL STRAWBERRY EVER STOP CHANGING PHONES? WILL JIZZYBERRY EVER START TO SPEAK MORE? WILL SMELLYBERRY EVER FORGIVE THE PEOPLE THAT SHE LOVES? WILL RIBENABERRY EVER STOP EATING IN HER SCENES? WILL BULU EVER FIND HIS LONG LOST LOVE? WILL PUSSYBERRY FIND LOVE AGAIN? FIND OUT ON THE NEXT EPISODE OF, THE BERRIES’ DILEMMA.

The Berries' Dilemma S01 Ep12 - From Across, I Will Shade You

2010-01-18T22:42:00.002+08:00

Episode 12 - From Across, I Will Shade You

People were made to be kind. We were, but somewhere along the path most of us got misled. We were misled to think the bad in people. Whenever someone decided to do something drastic, something that seemed mean, something that seemed irresponsible, we were misled to think that that person was doing it for all the wrong reasons. Why couldn’t we believe that maybe, just maybe, that person, was doing something that seemed irresponsible, out of kindness, out of care, and out of love? Leaving a loved one, stealing for a loved one, divorce, why couldn’t we see the silver lining in all these so called, irresponsible actions?

We saw through it that night though. As unbelievable as it was, there was no doubt that what Pussy was planning to do, had honorable intentions. It might seem selfish, it might seem as if he was running from his responsibilities, but what was hidden was that by running away, he was already fulfilling his responsibility.

“I can’t believe they fired us!” Screeched Tiny who was impatiently sitting next to Jizzy in their Mazda RX69.

“YEAH!” Replied Jizzy energetically while driving.

“And what’s worse, they gave our baton, to Straw and Smelly?! They were the ones who caused this problem in the first place! Now we’re the ones to be blamed for this?!” Tiny continued her complaint.

“YEAH!”

“Is that all you can say?!” Asked Tiny angrily.

“Y…Yeah?” Later, there was just silence.

Pussy’s heart was beating through his chest. We could tell by his face expression that he was not expecting this, and by ours’, every soul could tell we were panicked, every soul could tell, we wanted to go back home.

“Why is there a chapel underneath the house Pussy?!” Asked the angry Holy.
I couldn’t tell what Pussy was going to say. I could only tell that even the best liar in the world could not get away from this unscathed.

“And why are you hooligans here in-, underneath my house?!”

“It’s good to see you too.” Belle spoke out of the blue.

“I didn’t say it was good to see you. In fact, I find it saddening, and disappointing to find you, and the rest of you anywhere near my house!” Scolded Holy.

“Holy! Why are you blaming them for what happened?! It’s my fault okay! And yours too!” Now Pussy was angry.

“Me?! I’m to be blamed for getting myself pregnant illegally?!” Asked Holy sarcastically.

“If you’re blaming me for what I did, then you should blame yourself too because we were BOTH drunk!” Pussy came up with his comeback rather fiercely.
Holy shook her head in disbelief. She was angrier than she ever was. She did not care that there was a chapel built beneath her house, she did not care about the words that were coming out of Pussy’s mouth, all she wanted, was for everyone to leave her alone.

“Get out of my house, all of you!” Commanded the lady.

We all looked at each other, then to Pussy. All of our eyes were on him. We were patiently waiting for him to say the words he was supposed to say, or rather, the words that he planned to say. They were words that were able to set him free, they were words, that could make him the happy man he was.

“Holy, I have a proposition.” Said Pussy. Holy looked at him with impatient eyes. She could not wait, but she had to. “I know that this is what you want, so I will give it to you. I shall leave you, and live elsewhere, but at the same time, I shall give you whatever you need to take of the child. House, clothes, money, food, basically, anything.”

Everybody was waiting for Holy to say something. She looked down, quiet and silent for at least two minutes. We could not see what she was doing, we could not tell. The two minutes, the silent minutes that past us by seemed like eternity, and as what seemed like eternity ended, droppings of tears were bloomed, portraying either a broken heart, or a refined one.

“All this, was a mistake…” Said Holy while tearing. She covered her face with her gentle fingers and palms, broken and sad.

“This if for the best.” Continued Pussy. He did not know if it was true. Theoretically, it was the best, but who knew how Holy really felt. We did not know for sure if she was as strong, confident, and independent as she claimed to be. She could have been fragile, she was definitely lonely. Pussy thought of the possibility of repeating something, the possibility of repeating, a mistake.

“ACHOO!” Ribena sneezed as hard as she could.

“My god…”Complained Kitty who was driving slowly, as if he was love cruising.

“Haha, I kind of pity Jizzy and Tiny.” Said Ribena after a rather dishonest laugh.

“I feel the same too, but what can we do?” Asked Kitty who felt the same as his wife.

“We could complain to Syaz!” Suggested Ribena recklessly.

“No, what we should do, is just leave them alone. I’m really tired with all this drama, and more than half of them are not even our fault! Remember last time when we were living together in the huge castle by the hill?” Asked Kitty who was recalling the time when the Berries just got married and living together in a castle.

“OH my god yeah, all of us used to argue about the noise at night.” Ribena
too remembered their similar problem back then.

“Haih, Belle and Apple wouldn’t be able to stop moaning so loudly at night, Straw wouldn’t keep the hall tidy, Syaz and Bulu would invite too many people into the house and get way too drunk, Tiny and Jizzy only took care of their room and wouldn’t clean the rest of the house for some odd reason, Pussy’s guitar was too loud, Egg and Mush well, they were just adopted then so no complaints, and Smelly…She was never home.” Kitty listed the problems caused by everyone before.

“Yeah, but we always finished the food.” Said Ribena while smiling, and all her husband could do for a reply, was a bigger smile.

We were all now anticipating what Holy was going to say next. She was tearing for all the right reasons, we knew that much, but what no one knew, was how she felt about the proposition.

“You loathe me, I can’t change that, but I want to take care of you because I know I am responsible. But since you can’t even look at me without feeling pissed, I might as well leave, and take care of you from the other side.” Spoke Pussy wisely.

“I…I don’t loathe you. It’s just that, I…”Holy was choking between words, and she was too choked up by sadness to continue on. She was on bended knees, staring at the floor while tearing. Pussy went closer to her, went on bended knees, put his left hand on her right shoulder, lifted her chin upwards with his right fingers, and spoke.

“I’ll make sure you’re safe, always, from the other side.”

THE END

WILL HOLYBERRY BE ABLE TO CALM DOWN BY PUSSY’S COMFORTING VOICE AND WORDS? WILL KITTYBERRY AND RIBENABERRY EVER REALIZE THE DRAMA THAT THEY HAD CAUSE? WILL JIZZYBERRY AND TINYBERRY EVER ACCEPT THE NEW HEADS OF THE FAMILY? WILL I EVER ANSWER THE QUESTIONS I ASK IN THE NEXT EPISODE?! FIND OUT ON THE NEXT EPISODE OF, THE BERRIES’ DILEMMA

The Berries' Dilemma S01 Ep11 - Passion Beneath An Opera

2010-01-05T17:48:00.004+08:00

Episode 11 - Passion Beneath An Opera

Music and lights were intertwining without fail throughout the roof and the circular walls. The floor was invisible to naked eyes, or to any eyes, it was too dark, too noisy to comprehend, too packed to find a loop hole to view the ground. Nearly a million people were jumping, shouting their hearts out to sing along with the band. Ink Corporated, was finally at its peak.

“How are yall doing tonight?!” asked Z, filled with energy and adrenaline.

Almost everyone shouted back, indicating that they were having the night of their life. “Our next song, is the first song that we ever wrote, I don’t know if many of you have heard of it, it was written by us all, not to forget Amirul Fikri a.k.a Strawberry who was our song writer back then! This is called ‘Now I’m here’, FUCKING ENJOY IT!” Again, people started shouting with anticipation, and when the music played, the cheers got louder, and seconds later, everything faded, they were quiet, they wanted to listen to the band, they wanted to listen to real music.

Ironically, that was their last song, and people shouted more for an encore. Ink Corporated played a cover of ‘Careless Whisper’, and their fans could not be more satisfied. The band went backstage, as they always did after each concert, and they didn’t think that Australia would be any different. Like usual, the ladies were piling up the backstage, wanting to get an autograph, or a hug, or even a kiss from the band members. It varied really, the outcome of after each performance, if they were tired, they would not care at all, if they weren’t, then hugs and kisses would be flying about. That night in Australia, they were too tired.

“Hey guys, there’s a girl out there saying she knows Synyster Tan” Said one of the workers backstage as soon as he entered the band’s resting room.

“What? That can’t be, she’s working in Egypt.” Said Pussy.

“No sir, its not your sweetheart, according to her, she was your classmate.” Replied the worker.

“Bring her in then. I’m too tired to go out.” Commanded Pussy.

“She has two friends with her along though, that ok?” Asked the worker.

“Are they girls?” Asked Z and Bulu simultaneously.

“Yes they are, and mighty fine, I might add.” Answered the worker.

“THEN BRING THEM IN!” Said Z with excitement.

Bulu did not care he was married at that time. It had been one year after he married Apple, and things started to become different, he stopped caring about his one-year old marriage. He started having second thoughts, he started, wanting more. 3 girls dressed in blue, red, and white shirts and black skirts came in.

“Oh my god, it’s you!” Said Pussy.

“Yeah, HI! See, told you girls I knew this band.” Holy told her friends.

“Wow, you’re like, the last person I would think of coming to a place like this!” Commented Pussy.

“Yeah, I really needed a break, I just finished my exams so.” Informed Holy.

“You know what, why don’t you 2 lovely girls come with us, and let these 2 catch up?!” Invited Z, and the 2 girls agreed. Bulu and Z went out with them smiling, their drummer, Mel, was sleeping soundly by the couch.

“Gosh, how long has it been since college?” Asked Holy.

“I don’t know, 2 years plus?” Suggested Pussy, and Holy agreed bluntly.

They were both talking like old lovers, they were something about that night, the two of them just seemed, perfect. What would have been more perfect was if, Pussy didn’t already have a steady lover. The intro to MIA started playing in Pussy’s pocket, his phone was ringing, he took it out, it said, “Baby calling”. She was calling her boyfriend, she missed her boyfriend. She was in Egypt doing graphics editing work with her company, and here her boyfriend was, having a flirtatious conversation with an old classmate, a female classmate. Pussy decided to not answer the phone call, and mentioned to Holy that the one calling, was a nobody.
They went out, both of them, each with an intention of getting drunk. Pussy needed a break, and so did Holy. They went to an open bar. The owner knew Pussy, the owner gave them bottomless liquor. Before they knew it, they were both drunk than ever.

“You know, I never knew you were…such an INTERESTING guy!” Commented Holy. She was way too drunk to be ethical.

“WELL, always was, you never noticed oni!” Replied Pussy.

“SO does the lead guitarist of a really famous band, have, a girlfriend?” Asked Holy. She did not even realize what she just asked. She did not even want to know.

“WELL…Not right now!” Answered Pussy smiling, and both of them started laughing out of the blue.

“GOOD ANSWER!” Said Holy.

They were staring into each others’ eyes. To them, it felt right, it felt short, it felt like forever. They were too drunk to comprehend what they were doing, they were too drunk to feel shy, they were too drunk, to be dishonest. Both of them said nothing, both of them did nothing but stare, until they got closer, and closer, and closer, and later, their lips touched slowly and willingly. They felt each others’ soft lips, and nothing else mattered. One thing led to the other. Before they knew it, they were in a 5-star hotel room, both dressed with only robes, and nothing more.

Both of them kind of knew what they were doing, but they could not stop it. They were half sane, and half insane. Pussy knew what he was doing was wrong. He was cheating on his steady lover, and Holy, was just too drunk to comprehend right or wrong.

“Z, you know where Pussy is?” Bulu asked Z. They were both at the park, having a nice walk with 2 of Holy’s friends.

“No idea man. I guess they went somewhere to PLAY.” Replied Z.

“Then maybeeee, we should play with each other as well.” Said Rozy, one of Holy’s friends.

“That is a good idea Daisy!” Commented Z.

“It’s Rozy.” Corrected Rozy.

“You wouldn’t mind that when we’re in bed, trust me.” Said Z with confidence.

That was basically their monthly lives. Tour around the continent, casual sex and dates, casual drinks and fun. They made more money than they could ever imagine with the band, they made more fans than they thought possible. Life was well for them, life was going great. Then again, they were at their peak.

“I love you.” Confessed the fully drunk Pussy to Holy. They were now both without clothes, under white sheets.

“I, love you too.” Replied Holy while smiling. It was not the innocent smile, nor the shy smile, or even the happy smile. It was the high that made her smile, but Pussy did not care, nor Holy. They were both too high and drunk to not consummate. Pussy got up, switched off the lights, and let the performance begin. Passion was presence, lust was definitely too, all that was left, was for the script to be carried out. Underneath it all, Pussy had forgotten the most important thing of all, he had forgotten, his protection.

The morning came much later than anticipated. The night was far too long to be remembered fully, but then again, they were drunk. The sun was beaming, being the annoying alarm for the drunk lovers. Pussy opened his eyes, and Holy was sleeping neatly under his arms. He frowned, trying to remember what exactly happened. His phone rang, he thought it was the first time that afternoon, but he soon found out that it was the 25th missed call, by his lover in Egypt. Pussy panicked, he was sweating as if he was the one in Egypt. He dialed Bulu’s number, and no one picked up. He did not realize that Bulu and Z had done the same thing that night, only difference was; they had protection.

Pussy was at lost, he wanted to call somebody, until somebody called him first. It was his girlfriend again, probably worried and missing him much more than ever. He picked up the call.

“Hello.” Said Pussy.

“Oh my god babe! What happened? Why weren’t you answering your calls?” Asked his lover.

“Well I-”

Before Pussy could finish, Holy was already awake, trying to comprehend what happened. After she did, her eyes were wide opened after finding out that both she and Pussy, were naked underneath tainted sheets. Pussy choked in the middle of his phone call. He knew what was coming, he knew what Holy was going to freak out.

“Baby?” Asked Pussy’s lover.

And before he could cover, Holy screeched as hard as she could, and after the 3-second screech, there was the awkward silent that could have lasted an instant and at the same time, forever. That was the moment of truth, that forever changed, Pussy’s life.

THE END

WILL WE EVER FIND OUT WHO PUSSYBERRY’S STEADY LOVER WAS? WILL PUSSYBERRY EVER GET BACK TOGETHER WITH HER? WILL HOLYBERRY EVER FORGIVE PUSSY? WILL WE EVER FIND OUT HOW PUSSYBERRY HID THE UNDERGROUND CHAPEL FROM HIS WIFE AFTER 1 YEAR OF MARRIAGE? WILL KITTYBERRY AND RIBENABERRY FINALLY HAVE A FIGHT? FIND OUT ON THE NEXT EPISODE OF, THE BERRIES’ DILEMMA

The Berries' Dilemma S01 Ep10 - Until The Sun Rises

2010-01-04T23:50:00.003+08:00

Episode 10 - Until The Sun Rises

Nobody knew how to learn to be mature, they just became mature, they just did. If it is anything, then age would be the one who taught them maturity. It was the chemical X that was needed to lead the family, it was the pillar to hold us. Nonetheless, we were all of the same age, we were all taught the same by time, but time consisted experience, and experience, differed between us Berries.

Some of us never experienced possible separation, they were just happy throughout the 2 years of marriage. Some of us were blinded by lust and various erotic sex positions. Some of us were blinded by money and jewelry and foreign butlers. Some of us, were trying to fall in love again. We all had the same teacher called time, but we went through different subjects in experience.

“WHAT?! You’re choosing THEM, over US?!” Asked Tiny Angrily.

“Yeah, why not?” Asked both Syaz and Belle.

“Didn’t you choose us because of our qualities? Our charisma, our confidence, our strength and our wisdom?” Asked Jizzy, filled with wit.

Syaz and Belle looked at each other, smiled and simultaneously said.

“No.”

“What?! Then why did you choose us in the first place?!” Asked Tiny.

“Because Jizzy was the richest among all back then, in fact I still think he’s the richest now. I thought because he owns Petronas, he should be able to lead this family well, but I guess I was wrong.” Explained Syaz.

“Then why them?! Straw can’t even wake up in the morning!” Said Jizzy.

“Oi! Just because I can’t-” I was cut by Syaz.

“It is simply because, they are the most stable ones here compared to you guys.” Explained Syaz once again.

“Stable?! They almost got a divorce! We are much more stable than them!” Now, Kitty was into the conversation.

“It’s BECAUSE they ALMOST got a divorce, is why I say that they are stable.” Syaz let out another shocking explanation.

Everyone kept quiet, probably because they were tired of arguing, or because they wanted to hear Syaz’s explanation on his definition of stability.

“Well, are you gonna explain what you mean by that or what?” Asked Jizzy.

“No. You should learn that by yourself. I can’t teach you, and even if I told you it wouldn’t make sense. This takes much experience to learn!” Preached Syaz with wit.

“Isn’t it simply because they are more experienced now that they have gone through hardship and possible separation? Isn’t that what you mean Syaz?” Asked Bulu simply and swiftly.

“Hmmm…Haha yeah, I guess it is just that simple.” Said Syaz, and everyone fell flat to the floor in the same manner like they did in anime.

“Anyways, I guess that settles it then. You guys are the new head of the family.” Informed Syaz.

“Wait a minute! We don’t agree to this!” Confessed Tiny angrily.

“Why not? You guys had your chance, and blew it!” Said Belle earnestly.

“Okay, we’re sorry, can we please have the baton again?! We won’t mess it up we promise!” Plead Tiny.

“Yeah, I promise to not let movies stop me from doing my responsibilities, even if the movie is…ZOMBI KAMPUNG PISANG.” Plead Jizzy.

“I’m sorry, but that is not possible.” Said Syaz

“No I promise I won’t watch Zombi Kampung Pisang!” Promised Jizzy.

“I’m not talking about that. I’m saying that handing the baton to you is not possible. Besides, this is a test for Straw and Smelly.” Informed Syaz.

“B! That was a secret!” Said Belle.

“It’s ok. Let’s see how those 2 fare in this test.” Syaz continued with a smile.
I looked at Smelly as she looked at me. We loved the idea, I could see the determination in her eyes. This could be the board for us to lay our jigsaw puzzle pieces on, for them to be completed, for our lives, to be organized.

“We won’t let anyone down.” I said with confidence. Smelly looked at me and assured everyone.

“Yeah, you can trust us in this, or me at least.” She was smiling when she said it too.

“Fine, whatever. Just blame yourself if anything goes wrong! Jizzy! We’re going back!” Commanded Tiny.

“O-Okay. Bye guys!” Wished Jizzy, and before anyone could comprehend what just happened, Tiny and Jizzy disappeared, leaving for their mansion.

“Is it okay for them to leave like that?” I asked bluntly.

“Don’t worry, Tiny’ll calm down in a few days.” Said Belle.

“I guess that’s about everything, you guys can go on ahead now, me and Belle are gonna have a little talk with Pussy.” Informed Syaz.

“Okie dokie, it was nice meeting you guys, see you all next time!” Wished Kitty, and he and his wife disappeared as fast as the ones before did.

Everyone was scattering about, everyone was deciding whether or not to get back. Everyone’s problem was somewhat solved for now, everything was out in the open, except for one.

“Pussy, let’s have a little talk, just you me, and my wife.” Said Syaz.

“Wait!” I halted, and everyone looked at me. “ I’m gonna be there for the talk too.” I confessed.

“Me too. Pussy was there for me most of the time, how can I leave him alone at a time like this?” Now Bulu was fired up.

Pussy smiled widely with a very sad expression, not because he was sad, but rather, because he was touched. Everyone that was there suddenly decided to stay and contribute anything at all, to aid Pussy. The night was getting darker and cooler, but no one was planning to surrender themselves to god just yet. Pussy needed help, and help was being given by the Berries.

“So how’s it going lately…With her?” Syaz asked slowly.

Pussy could not answer quickly, in fact he looked like he could not answer it at all. It was too painful, just the thought of his marriage was horrid.

“I think…I think it’s better if I divorce her…You know…I’ll support her financially, her and the child.” Said Pussy sadly. “It’s not like she needs my help or anything. She’s been doing everything alone without my help, and every time I try to lend her a helping hand, she refuses it…She despises me.” Continued Pussy.

“It’s not your fault she got pregnant man. Both of you were at fault, equally.” Said Bulu.

“Yea man, she was drunk, and so were you. Things, got out of hand, but you are not the one who should be blamed.” I continued.

“I know, but I still feel bad man…You should the way she looks at me. Filled with hatred man.” Replied Pussy.

“Doesn’t that turn you on?” Asked Syaz with a smile, and all of us laughed instantly and earnestly. It was a laugh that completely faded in 5 seconds.

“Just don’t blame yourself, and whatever you decide to do, we’re here for you.” Preached Smelly.

“That’s right, you have all the money in the world, and all you need is love and support. We can give you both!” Informed Apple. Pussy smiled widely, and tears started coming out from his dark eyes.

“OKAY, ANOTHER GROUP HUG!” Commanded Belle, and all of us got in for a hug. It was tighter than the one before, it was more honest and warming.

“Thanks guys, I think…I think I’ll divorce her…She doesn’t need me, she doesn’t even wanna look at me…I guess that’s the right thing to do.

“Up to you man. So how about…We all…Go…FOR L4D 4: Zoey’s Missing Bra?!” I suggested bluntly.

“It’s out already?!” Asked Syaz and Belle with shock.

“Not in Malaysia yet, but it’s out in America. We can go there for a quick trip with my private jet.” I offered.

“Just because you’re the head of the family now, does not mean you can brag about having jets, we got 3 jets okay!” Said Syaz and everyone smiled. We were tired, but we knew we could rest on the way there. We all looked at each other with a smile. We all were blissful after fixing our broken bridge, everyone, was ready to have fun, until the missing berry came in with her long black hair, blue robe, white hair band and a 6-months pregnant tummy.

“What’s going on here? And what on earth is a chapel doing underneath my house?! PUSSY?!”

And we all stopped smiling.

THE END

WILL PUSSY BE ABLE TO ANSWER THE QUESTION SAFELY? WILL WE FIND OUT WHO THE MISSING BERRY IS? WILL WE EVER GET TO PLAY L4D 4: ZOEY’S MISSING BRA? WILL PEOPLE EVER STOP APPEARING AT THE END OF AN EPISODE? WILL ANGER EVER PERISHES IN THIS LOVELY FAMILY? FIND OUT ON THE NEXT EPISODE OF, THE BERRIES’ DILEMMA.

The Berries' Dilemma S01 Ep09 - Half a Star For Maturity, Patience and Loyalty

2009-12-23T00:05:00.003+08:00

Episode 9 - Half a Star For Maturity, Patience and Loyalty

Why was it that every time we decided to do something bad, we always thought that we could get away with it, or at the very least, fix it. Every evil deed we did, we always thought that we could fix it. Stealing a gum from a convenient store, copying in exams, bringing illegal items to school, why was it, that we thought everything was fixable?…Heck, I thought I could be forgiven for wanting a divorce, from both Bulu and Smelly. We all thought every evil deed had forgiveness, every hole could be fix, every void could be filled.

We thought of many things that night before we talked in the underground chapel. We thought of forgiveness, of rebirth, of fixing. I thought I could fix it when I made the annulment papers, I thought I could be forgiven. Apple thought she could get away with wanting to marry me, with Bulu’s ignorance of her presence and love as an excuse. Bulu thought he could fix his broken heart with lust. Jizzy and Tiny thought they could be forgiven for not leading the family responsibly. Pussy thought he could make amends for his little accident with Holy by building an underground chapel. We all thought we could fix every mistake we made. Maybe that was why we made them in the first place, maybe that was why, we messed up.

“Hmm, Baby, method A, B or C?” Asked Syazzy.

“Hmm…Well…Judging by these puppies’ troubled faces…B!” Suggested Belle.

“All right then! Since all this started with your divorce plan, Straw! You and your wife, right this way” Invited Syaz. He pointed to the bench right beside him. “Oh, and the rest of you, for now, sit down, close and your eyes…and think of what you’ve done wrong…” Continued Syaz.

Smelly and I walked to the bench Syaz pointed out, and the four of us, including Belle, sat down with tension of politicians. We sat slowly, and awkwardly. Smelly was still showing her hatred towards me, and I could feel every tiny bit of the purple aura.

“Now tell me man, what the hell went wrong?” Asked Syaz politely.

“…I wish I knew…” I replied faintly.

“Isn’t it obvious?! You got bored with me!” Said Smelly angrily.

“What? How could you say that when you are the one who’s rarely home?!” I replied with the same amount of anger, maybe even more.

“It’s not like I’m off wandering around being a hooligan! You know I am not the type who would abandon her responsibilities to go off partying and all!” Replied Smelly.

“OH?! Never abandoned your responsibility?! What about your husband who is always dead bored at home, having regular chats with his goldfish and anonymous people in chatrooms?!”

“Unlike you, I HAVE to be out most of the time! I’m doing this for us!”

“For us?! If all your work is for us then you know what! Stop it! Okay! I don’t need it!” I said in anger. I didn’t even know what I was saying, I didn’t even mean it.

“This is my dream! Whatever happened to ‘Your dream is my dream too’?!” Asked Smelly.

“Feels good to talk in the open doesn’t it?” Asked Belle out of the blue, and both me and Smelly, could only look at her in awe.

“What is it that both of you are lacking here? Straw, you write about life in your book, why not share some of your intel in this?” Asked Belle as politely as Syaz did. I took a deep breath, closed my eyes, opened them, only to find out that Smelly had turned around to ignore what I was going to say, but I knew she was listening, I knew deep down somewhere, that she was still the same girl I married 2 years ago.

“I guess…Somewhere along the line, both of us, got immature, and impatient…We stopped talking to each other about what matters, and we got impatient with each others’ problems and needs…And our loyalty went disarrayed.” I confessed bluntly. After 5 seconds or so, Smelly turned around, and finally speaking to me normally.

“You never told me all this…” Said Smelly.

“I know you’re busy with work, and I know that sometimes, I can get very impatient about your problems, but you have to know, that I am very well aware of the mistakes I’ve been doing…All the crap that I’ve been saying for the past year, all the things that I didn’t say to you, things that you wanted to hear…I realize all those.” I continued part II of my confession.

“Then why?…” Asked Smelly curiously.

“I guess, I mess up, because I want assurance that you still care about me, about us. I know that men are not supposed to be insecure, but how can I not be insecure when you are an angel flying too close to the ground?” She smiled at me, remembering the song by Willie Nelson I played to her during our first year’s anniversary. I looked at her, and her eyes said it all. That very moment, when tears started sliding from both hers and my eyes, I knew that, we were in love again. The typical sad yet blissful tunes from bands like ‘Noah and The Whales’, filled with piano and violin, started playing in my head. The sky was finally blue again, clouds white, love red, and hearts, both hers and mine, beating stronger, louder, playing the chords of love.

“So all in all everything was just a, misunderstanding?” Asked Syaz bluntly.

“B! Shut up they’re having a good mood on here!” Shushed Belle.

We had absolutely forgotten where we were, or why we were there, but nothing mattered, time seemed to have stopped let us appreciate the goodness in everything, love seemed to have the ability to make everything seemed, right and perfect.

“Okay okay, let’s continue part II of this meeting!” Suggested Syaz.

“Next up is…Bulu I guess.” Whispered Belle.

“Bulu! Yea you who can’t walk properly!” Shouted Syaz.

“Oi! Babi kauuu…” Cursed Bulu.

Everyone was now standing in a messed-up circle, including me and my wife. Everyone started smiling when they noticed that one problem was fixed, everyone had the confidence that happiness, was coming.

“Bulu, I know that what you are going through, is personal, but…For your case, we need you to tell everyone here, what you came here to tell.” Informed Syaz. Bulu was shocked when Syaz said it. He did not tell Syaz that he was going to confess his true feelings today. He could only smile to Syaz’s extreme observation skill.

“First of all, I should not even be here, cos according to my doctor, Kevin Iron Bates-” Bulu was cut.

“WHAT?! Kevin from our foundation?!” Asked Jizzy loudly.

“Yeah man, I was shocked too, and he changed his name to Kevin IRON Bates!” Informed Bulu loudly and clearly. Comments like ‘Impressive!’ ‘I knew he could do it’ could be heard being juggled by the Berries, not because he became a doctor, but because he had significantly improved his already impressive name. “ANYWAYS, I have something to tell Apple, and, I think I should be manly enough to let everyone know this mistake I have done.” Everyone kept silent for about 5 seconds before Bulu started talking again.

“After all these years, I thought that I was over it, I thought I would be happy with Apple, but I was wrong.” Bulu started his speech, and Pussy gasped as hard as he could. “WAIT LA that’s not the shocking part!” Scolded Bulu. “The truth is…I’m still in love with her, okay, that girl...” Continued Bulu. He knew that as a family he did not need to tell who, as a family, everyone should know who Bulu was refering to. “I guess, I got married with Apple, out of lust, instead of love…”

There it was again, the utter silence, the annoying and awkward silence that put everyone in awe, or rather, the silence that put everyone in a situation where no word could fill the void that was presence, nothing could have been said to make this situation better, no joke was appropriate to fix this broken atmosphere.

“I guess, I realized it too, you know.” Apple broke the silence about thirty seconds later. “I kinda realized how Bulu looked at me after a few months…But, I guess part of it, was my fault too…But, at the very least, Bulu has shown us how loyal a guy can be, right?…” Said Apple faintly, she was choking up, she was about to cry, but Mush was there to hug her and at least extend her inevitable tears from pouring out. Bulu walked slowly to Apple, with a very sad look on his face.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean for this to happen.” Apologized Bulu.

“It’s okay, we had a good run.” Apple said with a smile that was covered with tears.

“Okay okay, family hug!” Suggested Belle, and everyone did. We got into a big, perfect circle, held each other tightly, proving security and comfort, and warmth among the family.

“Now, we have, Jizzy and Tiny.” Said Syazzy.

“OH SHIT! I knew they weren’t going to let us get away with this!” Whispered Tiny to Jizzy.

“Dun worry, I got this covered.” Assured Jizzy. “What’s up Syaz? My brother!” Said Jizzy awkwardly, and Belle gave this huge smile that was both sarcastic and honest.

“I gave you guys the baton to lead this family 6 months ago, and how could this have happened?” Asked Syazzy.

“Well…Actually it’s the timing wei. After you guys left, honeymoon period was over, the fighting period was present what! No fair la.” Jizzy gave his honest excuse.

“Okay fine, but what were you doing when all this was happening?” Asked Belle.

“Well you see…I didn’t really know that this problem was occurring.” Said Jizzy.

“WHAT?! Jizzy! That’s not something you should say!” Whispered Tiny angrily.

“It’s the truth! Sorry I got nothing else!” Whispered Jizzy.

“SO you weren’t aware of this problem in the first place?!” Asked Belle with an angrier tone.

“Sorry Boss, I was too excited and caught up with Zombi Kampung Pisang 2...I was reading the synopsis and repeating the trailer over and over again before I found out about this…How could I not? It’s the Zombi’s REVENGE!” Said Jizzy emotionally.

“How could you let a movie keep you from being responsible on your own-” Belle was cut.

“Baby that’s enough. I can fix this.” Said Syazzy. Everyone was anticipating what Syazzy was going to say. Some of them anticipated that Jizzy and Tiny were going to get fired, while some thought that Syazzy was going to forgive them or rather, punish them leniently.

“Straw!” Syazzy said loudly while looking at me.

“Ye-Yes?” I answered nervously.

“You and your wife are in charge now. The baton is yours.” Said Syaz.

THE END

WILL STRAWBERRY AND SMELLYBERRY LEAD THE FAMILY WELL? WILL JIZZYBERRY AND TINYBERRY ACCEPT THIS TWIST OF FATE? WILL WE EVER FIND OUT WHO BULU’S SECRET LOVE IS? WILL APPLEBERRIE FINALLY GET TO EXPERIENCE TRUE LOVE? WILL PUSSYBERRY GET HIS PROBLEM FIXED HERE? WILL PUSSYBERRY’S MYSTERIOUS AND ACCIDENTAL WEDDING EVER BE REVEALED? WILL RIBENABERRY AND KITTYBERRY PARTICIPATE IN THIS MEETING? WILL THE UNDERGROUND AND WOODEN CHAPEL(BUILT BY PUSSY) LAST LONG ENOUGH FOR THIS MEETING TO END? FIND OUT ON THE NEXT EPISODE OF, THE BERRIES’ DILEMMA

The Berries' Dilemma S01 Ep08 - Showdown In Chinatown

2009-12-16T20:29:00.005+08:00

Episode 8 - Showdown In Chinatown

It was always funny whenever we thought of the countless things we said that we didn’t mean, countless things we did that we could never take back, countless hearts we broke without even realizing it, and these things often happened when we were enraged, or sad, or dissapointed. We grew up, learning what maturity, patience and loyalty was all about, and yet even after all the hardships that we experienced, examples shown in reality and fantasy, we still could not escape from being the opposite of what we were taught to practice. I never meant to divorce my wife and got together with Bulu's wife. I never meant to influence Apple to hurt Bulu. Apple never meant to hurt Bulu when she asked for divorce. Bulu never meant to hurt Apple when he confessed about his love. Pussy never meant to hurt Holyberry when he accidently impregnated her.Life had always held this ability to keep you from being the person you yourself or any other soul or witty people told you to, and that reason itself made it worth trying, because the moment you were able to defy the twisted fate, and become the person you wanted to be, then that achievement alone was worth bragging.

We, the Berries, had always believed that we were all destined for greatness, no matter how doomed some situations might get, or how gloomy things became, we always believed that we could get through it, through anything, until now.

Bulu woke up after sleeping with tears, wondering the time and day it was. He forced himself to locate his mobile. He thought he was alone, until Mush’s hand reached out and grabbed the mobile first. Mush handed it to his injured father, who took it without saying a word. It was precisely 12 in the afternoon, much later than he could ever imagined. Both of them were silent and still for 5 long minutes, and the silence was broken out of the blue when the door was opened.

“You guys got the message?” Asked Pussy as soon as he entered the room.

“What message?”Asked Bulu, ignorant and curious.

“Family meeting tonight at 8.” Informed Mush.

“Could you tell Syaz and Belle I won’t be able to make it?” Requested Pussy.

“Why not?” Asked Bulu.

Pussy’s face turned gloomy. He wanted to tell him the truth, he had always trusted Bulu more than the other berries.

“I just, I just can’t do this right now. You know. Family meeting and all that…” Said Pussy faintly.

“And you think I want to do this?” Asked Bulu

Pussy and Mush both could only smile. They knew what was going to happen. Pussy was not going to come, but Bulu was. Bulu wanted to sort everything out. He wanted to tell everyone the truth, or rather, he wanted to tell Syaz the truth, the truth about the love of his life.

Jizzy was reading the day’s newspaper with a cup of coffee in front of him. His wife Tiny, still in her robe, came to him, looking like she had something to say. She sat down next to him, preparing her speech.

“What do you think is going to happen tonight?” Asked Tiny nervously.

“Hmmm?” He made the sound whilst flipping through the sports section.

“After yesterday, Syaz and Belle would surely have something to comment about our way of leading things!” Commented Tiny.

“Wait aaaa, lemme finish reading this…Looks like Alex Ferguson is still not quitting his job, that old guy.” Said Jizzy while smirking.

“JIZZY!” Screeched Tiny, and Cristiano shrugged in fear.

“What?! Aiyo why you shouting so early in the morning?!” Asked the angry Jizzy.

“Why are you being so insensitive about this?! And it’s almost 1 in the afternoon! GOD! This is all Straw’s bad influence!” Scolded Tiny.

“ACHOO!” I sneezed out of the blue.

“Apple must be missing you.” Said Smelly after giving me the assassin stare.

I sighed disappointedly. I thought she would have forgotten or at least decided to forgiven me, but by that comment, that wish had completely disappeared from my silly head. I took a sip of the red syrup I made while looking at my wife. Even during lunch, she still showed her angry heart.

“Honey, please enough already…I’m sorry all right.” I apologized for the thousandth time.

“Well sorry’s not good enough. I’m going out after this.” Informed Smelly.

“What? We have a family meeting tonight!” I reminded her.

“Yeah I know. It’s at night, and I’m going out now.” She corrected me rudely.

“Well where are you going?” I asked.

“None of your business. And unlike someone, I won’t go and have lunch with my college sweetheart and conspire to get married behind my partner’s back!” She said rudely and left the house quicker than anyone could say ‘Fuck me hard from behind’.

The two happiest and most carefree Berries were feeding each other pancakes after their main course. They laughed about the littlest things and frowned about the most feeble of events.

“You think we should go to the family meeting tonight?” Asked Kitty.

“Duh! Even though we are not the ones causing problems, we are still part of the family.” Said Ribena.

“Hmm, Syaz looked quite angry yesterday.” Said Kitty while wondering how the meeting was going to happen.

“I bet Syaz is going to scold Straw and Apple.” Suggested Ribena.

“Yea I think so too. Poor Smelly and Bulu.” Commented Kitty.

“That’s why! They didn’t do anything wrong and look what happened!” Said Ribena.

“That’s why we should have them over for a foursome!” Suggested Kitty who was currently filled with lust. Ribena could only laughed while feeding her husband more pancake.

The doctor, Mr Kevin Iron Bates, was scolding Bulu for the hundredth time for him wanting to leave the night for the family meeting.

“Like I was saying Kevin Iron Bates, this meeting is important and I really have to go!” Explained Bulu.

“But you are in no condition to leave the hospital my reckless patient.” Said Kevin as if he was Obi-Wan Kenobi.

“Alamak…This is serious doctor, don’t worry! I’ll take it easy!” Assured Bulu.

“You are one stubborn patient you know that! Just like Anakin Sykwalker!” Now, he thought he WAS Obi-Wan.

“Pretty pleasee?! How about, I get you something on my way back. I’ll get you anything you want!” Complotted Bulu.

“How many times do I have to- Wait, anything?!..HMMM…okay, don’t tell anyone I requested this but er…”

Kevin whispered his order to Bulu without letting anyone hear. Bulu could not believe his request as it was not only out of the norm, it was overwhelmingly embarassing. Kevin unabashedly asked Bulu to stay quiet about the request, and Bulu nodded in disbelief. Bulu packed some of his stuff, called Mush and requested aid for him to meet up for the meeting. He almost forgotten to tell Syaz of Pussy’s future absence, and before he could forget about it again, he decided to dial Syaz.

“Hey man, about tonight’s meeting, Pussy won’t be able to make it tonight.”

“Huh? Why not?” Asked Syaz curiously.

“He said he had some stuff to do.” Lied Bulu.

“Oh…Hmmm…One sec.” Syaz asked Bulu to hold on. Bulu could hear Belle faintly over the phone, having a conversation with Syaz. “Eh, you have the keys to Pussy’s house right?” Asked Syaz.

“Err, I think I-”

“EH DUN LIE AH I KNOW YOU HAVE IT HIHIHI” Belle shouted and cut in before Bulu could finish.

“EH DUN LA! I wanted to see if he was going to lie!” Scolded Syaz.

“KURANG AJAR! Damn you guys!” Scolded Bulu while laughing.

“Allright, so here’s the plan.” Said Syaz.

Minutes later, every Berry except for Pussy received a text message from Syaz. It was all in capital.

‘SHOWDOWN IN CHINATOWN’

All of the Berries understood what it meant. All of us were well aware of the inside joke that Pussy had with Chinatown. We did not question nor wonder about why the venue was suddenly changed, we could only obey.
Night came by quicker than any of us could imagine, quicker than any of us wanted. Cars were que-ing up already as soon as I parked my Porsche in one of the hundreds parking lots in front of Pussy’s bungalow. I came alone, I came prepared. I could see Mush and Bulu at the entrance.

“Where are the rest?” I asked Bulu.

“Waiting by the park for you and Apple to arrive.” Answered Mush, Bulu ignored me.

Apple arrived precisely a minute after I did.

“What a coincidence, looks like you guys are meant to be!” Commented Bulu sarcastically to me.

“Aww cmon man. I’m sorry. It was an honest mistake.” I apologized.

“Sigh, I trusted you man. I trusted that you weren’t going to go for Apple after you guys broken up.” Confessed Bulu.

“I know…And I’m sorry…” I apologized again.

“We’ll talk about it later la…” Suggested Bulu.

Mush, Bulu, Apple and I walked to the park at the right side of the house. Every Berry except for Pussy and his wife were waiting. By the look of things, the ones who were not there were not aware of the sudden change of plans. The park was decorated perfectly with cut grass, sunflowers and fountains. The Berries were sitting on the readied benches, and when they saw us walking to them, they stood up, getting ready for the showdown.

“All right, now that all of us are here. Bulu, if you would” Qued Syaz. That was his cue to open the door and barge in.

Bulu took out the keys and unlocked the door, and the rest of us entered with haste. Smelly was there, looking as angry and beautiful as ever. She was the only one that caught my attention, she was the only one, or rather, the most important person to get forgiveness from. The interior entrance of the house was filled with crosses and Christian related statues. Everything was white, everything was clean, and everything was not to be touched, warned Syaz. Bulu guided us to the entrance of the underground chapel that Pussy had been building. By the look of things, Pussy was not in the house. Bulu opened the wooden door that was stuck on the ground. It was camouflaged as if it was just a rug. The door led us to a long spiral hallway that was lit with candles and lanterns. We walked down quickly. Everyone had the same thought. IT’S THE CHAMBER OF SECRETS!

The surface or rather, the underground chapel was not as deep as it looked. We were amazed after witnessing the hand-made chapel done by Pussy over a year. It was like a real church, only underground and mostly wooden. Between the hundreds benches, sat Pussy, alone and sad. He turned around and was shocked after realizing our sudden intrusion.

“Since you could not come to the meeting, we decided to bring the meeting to you.” Said Syaz. “NOW, let’s talk.”

THE END

WILL THE MEETING FIX THIS BROKEN FAMILY? WILL STRAWBERRY BE FORGIVEN FOR ALL THIS? WILL STRAWBERRY AND APPLEBERRIE GET ALL THE BLAME FOR EVERYTHING THAT HAPPENED? WILL WE EVER FIND OUT WHAT KEVIN IRON BATES ORDERED? WILL KITTYBERRY AND RIBENABERRY EVER GET THEMSELVES INTO TROUBLES? WILL SMELLYBERRY STOP BEING ANGRY ALREADY?! FIND OUT ON THE NEXT EPISODE OF, THE BERRIES’ DILEMMA

The Berries's Dilemma S01 Ep07 - With Loaded Guns, We Pray

2009-12-13T23:09:00.001+08:00

Episode 7 – With Loaded Guns, We Pray

There was a time in everyone’s life that seemed perfect, a period of time when we were all people who we wished to be, people we wanted to become, and for most of their lives, they looked back, thinking about the kind of person that led them to those glorious moments. They wished they could remember, they wished they could once again turn to that person, and achieve glory once again. Every good thing came to an end; it was just another nature of life. Every heartbeat stopped, every song ended, every smile faded, every love perished, but there was never a soul who said that we should not enjoy them despite knowing these sweet things were going to end someday. When these glorious moments ended, people just loved to take a look back, wishing and imagining to be evolved to that person again, instead of actually doing something to change the sad fact.

The Berries were no different. We all looked back to our glorious moments that night in the mansion, and that night in the hospital room 666. We all wished that we were in love again, happy again, triumphant again, but we knew too well that the people we were when the Berry family was born, the people we were after we had fallen in love, were people who we would now, never be again. Things changed, people changed, the Berries changed, and there was nothing we could do but reminisce, and feel vain. I was now never going to be as inspired as I was after college, Smelly knew she was never going to be as responsible and caring and loving as she was before, Bulu knew that he could never be the same Bulu who had always listened to his heart, and not his lust, Pussy knew that he could never be as free as before when he got married by accident. Some of us had problems, some of us were still happy, and to get through it all, we just needed to be reminded of the most important things in life.

The drama had ended that night, we were finally leaving the dining hall hours after Apple and Mush had left. The males apologized for not being grateful, and the females only laughed. It was precisely 4 in the morning, and none of us were sleepy. We were too caught up with the fact that the family was never going to be the same again, we had finally realized that we were blinded by our fame, our money, and our lust. We were all standing at the door, exchanging the current goodbyes that were guaranteed to not last long.

“I’m sorry for everything...I feel bad about it...But, no matter what, I know we’ll get through this.” I apologized to everyone as earnest as a man could.

“We should visit Bulu together tomorrow and surprise him...Let’s just hope he’s all right.” Commented Smelly.

“Thanks for a lovely dinner grandpa Jizzy, and welcome home granny Tiny.” Wished Kitty, followed by his wife Ribena.

I smiled at everyone, and they did with the others, except for Smelly. She clearly had not forgotten nor forgiven me for my bad judgement. We were ready to end the night, we were ready to go back home and think hard about what just happened, but we were all given a hell of a surprise. A familiar car rushed by seconds before we got into ours. It was a ridiculously long black limo, tinted 100% black at every window(except for the wind shield). “5YaZ n B3LLe” was the car’s golden and shining plate number. We were too shocked to move when we saw the plate number.

“Holy shit.” I said.

“Oh my god.” Smelly commented.

“God Damn.” Kitty said.

“No way.” Ribena said in disbelief.

“Sweet mother of prawn.” Said Jizzy slowly.

“AIHAHAHAKIKI” Screeched Cristiano out of excitement.

The limo stopped right in front of us. Our hearts were beating harder than ever. We knew the people at the back of the limo all too well. They were the couple we all looked up to, the couple that led us, the couple that burned bright together, the couple that acted as our mentor for the first two years. Their Italian butler, Alexendro, opened the door slowly. Syazzy stomped his right foot out of the car with normal speed, but to our eyes he was doing it in slow motion. He got out of the car, wearing a black suit paired with perfect black aviator. I was laughing on the inside, thinking that some peple might have thought that he was blind; wearing an aviator in the middle of the night, but I knew too well that that was not the reason. It was perfectly clear to us after knowing them for years; they had too much to drink the day before. Syazzy looked up, as if smelling the air, smelling the grass, but I guessed he did it just to look cool. Seconds later, Isaberry, our model wife, came out of the car with a white dress paired with gold accessories. I could only smile after witnessing their luxury outlook. Syazzy put his right arm around his wife, and both of them smiled whilst walking towards us. They were both standing in the middle of our broken line, looking at us one by one, or rather, judging our looks to give them an idea of the loop hole we were in.

“You guys look… Terrible!” Said Syazzy.

“Worse than us who’s had way, too much to drink” Continued Belle, AKA Isaberry.”

“Yeah well, it hasn’t been a good night.” I gave an excuse, which was actually the truth.

“So I’ve heard…Seriously. what the hell is wrong with you guys!” Said Syazzy loudly. It sounded as if he was scolding us, but he was too much of a joker to do it, to us at least.

“Don’t act like we don’t know anything or you’ll be making a mistake!” Warned Belle.

“Look, It’s great seeing you guys, seriously, but could we talk in the morning, I er-” I was cut before I could continue.

“He needs to go and divorce his wife.” Cut Smelly. “It was great seeing you Syaz, and Belle, I’ll see you guys in the morning, I got to go.” Smelly said, smiled, and got into her car, and before anyone could make a sound, she left with haste with her pink Ferrari.

There was not much said after my wife left, they were just informal greetings and dishonest goodbyes and Syaz giving an earnest warning.

“I don’t really know why everything is turning out this way, but you guys better pray that this is fixable, otherwise, there’s gonna be hell to pay. FIX IT! I’ll be watching you guys.”

There was nothing good about that night other than Syaz and Belle coming to visit us. Misjudgements and an accident had happened that night, changes, happened that night.

Every nurse that past by gave them an awkward look. Seven beautiful and flirtatious blondes were surrounding three gentlemen obscenely and honestly, and yet, each of them had sour expressions. Z and Pussy knew too well what Bulu was going to tell Apple. Both of them were afraid that Apple could not handle it, they were petrified just thinking about what Apple would do the second she finds out about the truth.

“I really hope that…You can take this calmly…and strongly…” Warned Bulu.

“All right…I promise…” Promised Apple while swallowing her saliva and
inevitably sweating.

“Over these past few years…I’ve changed…Physically…and mentally…” Said Bulu slowly, and Apple could only listen. “But, there are also things that could never change…things like…Love…”

There it was. The biggest hint to what Bulu was going to say. Apple had multiple guesses, she had hoped that Bulu was going to say that his love for her did not change, but that was impossible.

“My love…For someone…Has not changed…” Hinted Bulu.

“So that’s it huh…I knew something was not right…” She said while smiling sarcastically. “After all this years, after all the sex and extremely dirty
talks…You still love her…” Said Apple. She knew too well who Bulu meant when he confessed, but she still waited for Bulu to say it, waiting for that single, literal confession.

“I love you Apple, but, I love her more.” Bulu confessed literally, and simply.

Apple looked down. Tears were bursting out of her pupils by force. Her heart was beating faster and stronger than ever in a very dark way.

“I…knew of this…I had a feeling…That you had always….always…loved her…” Said Apple while choking between 3 to 4 words that she said.

“I’m sorry…I truly am. I didn’t mean for this to happen…It just…it just does.” Bulu tried to calm Apple down, but he knew it was useless.

She could not take it anymore. Apple looked at Bulu for the last time of the day, and stormed out of the room, running in tears. Mush realized this happened despite being occupied with 2 beautiful blondes. He got up and ran after his mother. Z and Pussy looked at each other, and went into the room.

“You did what you had to do.” Said Z.

Bulu too, was tearing, and Z and Pussy left the room as quick as they came, leaving Bulu to sort his own feelings.

The sun rose harshly. It was unwelcome to us all Berries. We did not want to face the day. We did not want the night to end, because as soon as the sun rose from its ironical fall, the Berries were bound to start doing something to fix their broken family. A message was sent to all of us, it was by Syaz.

Family meeting at the usual, 8 PM, DON’T BE LATE, AND I MEAN YOU STRAW

We all felt the same about the message. One, we all knew I was bad with being on time, and two, we all felt lazy and not wanting to do something about this. Everything happened to quickly for us to suddenly get up and fix everything. We were not ready to be hit by this hurricanne, but none of us could stand up to Syaz and Belle, for they had always been our leader, even though they had past the baton to Jizzy and Tiny six months ago.

I got out of the bed, tilted my head leftward. My wife was sleeping, it was one of those rare days, as rare as an eclipse, that she was home for the night. I walked to our living room, wished a good morning to my goldfish, and sat on the couch. I tried thinking hard about tonight. This was serious, I knew it was serious when Syaz and Belle flew to Malaysia from Istanbul. I thought of the possible way to fully receive my wife’s forgiveness. I thought about whether I still loved her as I did back then. I thought of many serious matters, I thought about life.

THE END

WILL APPLEBERRIE BE STRONG ENOUGH TO GET UP FROM THIS FALL? WILL SMELLYBERRY EVER FORGIVE STRAWBERRY? WILL STRAWBERRY BE ABLE TO COME UP WITH A GRAND APOLOGY? WILL BULUBERRY EVER MEET HIS LOST LONG LOVE? WILL WE EVER FIND OUT WHO BULU'S (LLL)LONG LOST LOVE IS? WILL MUSHBERRY BE ABLE TO CATCH UP TO APPLEBERRIE WHO USED TO BE A SPRINTER? WILL SYAZZYBERRY AND ISABERRY CONVINCE THE FAMILY TO BE STRONGER AND WISER? WILL JIZZYBERRY AND TINYBERRY GET FIRED FROM THEIR POSITION AS HEAD OF THE FAMILY? FIND OUT ON THE NEXT EPISODE OF, THE BERRIES’ DILEMMA.

The Berries' Dilemma S01 Ep06 - Fixing This Once Golden Bridge

2009-12-09T00:06:00.004+08:00

Previously on the Berries' Dilemma

“Honey, you’re back!” Said Jizzy, quickly throwing the bread and butter he was holding.

“I came home earlier than expected, only to find hooliganism being practiced in my hall. What in the world is going on here?! STRAW?!” Scolded Tiny, while glaring at me with every intention of harm.

“Thank god you’re back! Straw was going to divorce Smelly.” Ribena foolishly informed Tiny.

“WHAT?!” Screeched Tiny, and I knew, doomsday was near.

“Hello.” I picked it up, and lifted a high five, asking them to wait.

“Good evening, is this a relative of Mr. Imran AKA Buluberry?” Asked a friendly female voice.

“Oh no, Look if you’re pregnant with his child then I’m not going to help him again, I’m sorry, Paris Hilton was the last draw.” I said with my eyes closed, for I was truly sorry.

“And where are you running to?” Asked Tiny sarcastically.

“The hospital, Bulu was involved in an accident.” I said with haste, turned around and walked.

“You are not going anywhere boy!” Scolded Tiny.

"What would Syazzy and Isaberry say about this..."

Episode 6 - Fixing This Once Golden Bridge

Millions of people around the world were moving, trying to build something, trying to produce something, trying to achieve something. More than half of that portion were doing all of it, for money, and more than half of them, were finding money for people other than themselves. Making money was a goal. To some, it was a life time goal, where the most important thing was for them to gain the most profit out of anything they did, even if it meant crossing lines. To some, it was just one of the important things in life, something they needed to do, something they just had to do, and to some, money just was a need for survival, never for luxuries. Money was always important to everyone, but the value of its importance, that was a different story. To the Berries, money was just their current and common goal after marriage. They had found love in each other just 6 months after college ended, so all that was left, was money.

Things changed years later, things grew bitter, sweeter, and sour. I made millions right after publishing the second volume of my novel, and that only took precisely four years after college. My wife, Smelly, created her own talk show, JQTV, and it became a big hit faster than I could learn basic guitar. Pussy and Bulu’s first album, Respect, Faith, Trust, Loyalty became platinum right off the bat, thanks to their hit single, ‘Now I’m Here’. Apple started her own dance school nearby. She did not earn as much as the other Berries did, but she loved her job better than others. Kitty was known as the fresh talent in directing shortly after college, with his wife Ribena nearby as his secretary. We all made more money than we could ever imagine, and we were never happier, for a while. Who said it was always sunny in a rich man’s world?

“We should, continue this some other time, right now, we should go visit Bulu.” I said after a long pause.

“The visiting hour is over, we should do it tomorrow instead.” Corrected Smelly.

“Why is this happening at such a bad time...” Said Kitty, finally voicing his opinion.

“Well MAYBE, it’s because Grandad Jizzy hired CRISTIANO here, from Portugal!” I said bluntly.

“What?!What’s wrong with my butler?! Eh he’s great okay!” Scolded Jizzy.

“Oh no, there’s nothing wrong with his work, but his name and where he is from reminds me of Cristiano Ronaldo, and I do NOT like him!” I shouted.

Before Jizzy could even reply, the door was fiercely bashed. It was Cristiano the butler, barging in.

“YOU DON TALK BAD ABOUT CRISTIANO RONALDO, YOU BUFFON!” Scolded Cristiano. He was clearly a fan, and before anyone of us could speak, he started sobbing uncontrollably, inevitably making me feel bad. “Cristia-no, is our hero!” He continued, choking between syllabuses.

“Why are you even blaming Cristiano Ronaldo here?” Asked Kitty.

“Because that guy just pisses me off!” I knew I was being selfish and irrelevant, but it was one of my inescapable weaknesses.

“Apologize to Cristiano now Straw!” Commanded Tiny.

“B-But...” I mumbled, hesitating.

“Apologize or I won’t admit you are my husband!” Smelly cut in.

“What?! Unbelievable! And who was the one who fed me goldfish and cats for one whole year?!” I said.

“Oh?! What does THAT have to do with this?!” Said Smelly.

“That has everything to do with this u!..u!... u husband forgetter!” I said angrily.

Smelly gasped and before she could say anything, Cristiano sobbed harder than ever. As tears started flowing down his cheeks, I looked at him, innocently and filled with regrets, and apologized.

“I’m sorry Cristiano, I never meant what I said. Ronaldo is a great player, I don’t like him, but, I gotta admit he’s good.” I apologized honestly.

“Re-really?” Asked Cristiano in awe.

“Yea, of course, Torres is much better, but he’s not bad himself.”

Cristiano smiled, shook my hand, and left without saying a word. I guessed he was happy that a Liverpool fan actually complimented on Cristiano Ronaldo.

“Ok, now that that is taken care of, answer me this...Did you really feed your husband cats and goldfish Smelly?” Asked Tiny slowly.

“Well...That was before I learned how to cook.” Confessed Smelly.

“Yeah, but when she learned how to, she stopped cooking for me!” I said.

“That was because you never complimented on it! I took the effort to learn how to cook and you never once said it was good!” Complained Smelly.

“Oh my god, now that you mentioned it, Jizzy never complimented on MY cooking either! In fact, when I started cooking, Jizzy hired 5 chefs, FIVE!” Said Tiny, as if this revelation was the most important one of the night.

“Why are men so ungrateful?!” Complained Smelly...again...

“YEAH!” Supported Tiny.

Both of the girls looked at Ribena, waiting for her to share her experience in this matter, or rather, contribute something to support the girls. Jizzy on the other hand was occupied with food. He called the waiter as the arguments were warmed up .
“Well...Kitty...always compliments my cooking.” Confessed Ribena, and Kitty only smiled.

“Eh, you get me the butter prawn, and then....” Said Jizzy while thinking, ordering his food.

“Okay honey, that is uncalled for, I compliment you on other things!” I said.

“Like what?!” Asked Smelly, curious.

“Put tomatoes around it, cut them small small, surround the prawns with tomatoes like being ambushed like that...and then...” Said Jizzy while posing the thinker pose.

“Well, I always say you have the loudest voice, there! That’s a compliment!” I said.

“You dress the prawn with salad, okay thank you.” Jizzy finished his order in the middle of the couples’ war.

“Ugh, MEN! They’re so clueless!” Said Tiny.

“Hey! I always compliment you okay!” Now Jizzy was into the conversation.

“Oh ho ho, I can’t wait to hear this, like what?!” Asked Tiny, more curious than Smelly was.

“I told almost everyone I met that you were always good at spending money! You can finish thousands in one day!” Said Jizzy.

“CLUELESS!” Said Smelly as she looked at Tiny.
The heated arguments led to Kitty and Ribena having their own chat room, or rather, drama room.

“How come we never have anything to fight about?” Asked Ribena.

“Well, that’s because we’re so good with each other.” Said Kitty.

“Is it now? But, I wanna fight too, it looks fun!” Complained Ribena.

“Dear please, we’re too good for that okay?” Comforted Kitty.

“Ugh, whatever...I want more curry chicken! Said Ribena, angry and frustrated.

Mush parked his Beatle carelessly and with speed. He was worried about both his mother and father. Apple was still caught up in memory lane, not realizing that they had reached the hospital. Mush got out of the car, locked the car, and then unlocked it, just so that Apple could realize that they were there. Apple was shocked to find that they were already there. She got out of the car 30 seconds later, and rushed to the receptionist.

“Buluberry please.” Said Apple.

“Wait, as in Imran Christ?! The bassist of Ink Corporated?!” Asked the receptionist excitedly.

“Yes, which room is he-?” Asked Apple halfway.

“OH MY GOD, I am his biggest fan! I remember the first time I saw him at that concert in Australia! He was so dreamy! Look I know that this might not be the right time, but is it true that he impregnated Paris Hilton?DAMNN...Are you one of his fangirls?”Asked the mouthful girl from the reception counter.

As Apple tried hard to jizz out information from the receptionist, Mush took out his cell and dialled a person’s number.

“It’ s code red, you were right, this family is vulnerable without you guys.” Said Mush over the phone. A girl’s laugher could be heard over the phone. Apple heard it, but she was too occupied to even care. After a while, she finally got the numbers. Bulu was in a coma in room 666. The dramatic mother and calm son rushed to see their man, the man of the house, or at least used to be. It was located on the far end of floor 6. Apple busted through the door, to find Z, Pussy, and 7 blond girls surrounding Bulu. The good news was, Bulu was awake, bad news was, Apple was about to send him unconscious again.

“Apple, good..you’re...here.” Said Bulu faintly.

“Why? So you could line me up with these whores?!” Said Apple angrily and loudly, again, like she did with me, forgetting that they were in public.

“Mom please, dad is sick. And these ladies are FINE!” Stated Mush confidently.

“Everyone, please, leave this room, I have..something important..to tell Apple.” Commanded Bulu.

Everyone left the room quickly and quietly. Pussy, Z and Mush accompanied the ladies out by putting them under their arms like pornstars or rather, PIMPS. Bulu coughed twice before he started talking.

“Honey...I’m sorry..for what I am about to say...I really am.” Said Bulu.

“Just, tell me okay, everyone seems to be saying crazy things lately...An extra won’t make much difference.” Said Apple frustratingly

“You said...That..I wasn’t paying attention to you...And..There’s a reason why..” Bulu said slowly and calmly.

Apple was frowning. She knew that whatever it was that was coming would not be good news. She knew that whatever Bulu was going to say, was going to hurt her, and yet, she could not resist to not know. She swallowed her saliva twice, and prayed that she was strong enough to endure the news.

THE END

WILL APPLEBERRIE BE STRONG ENOUGH TO TAKE THIS REVELATION? WILL WE EVER FIND OUT WHO MUSHBERRY CALLED? WILL RIBENABERRY AND KITTYBERRY EVER FIGHT ABOUT SOMETHING SERIOUS? WILL STRAW, SMELLY, TINY AND JIZZY EVER END THEIR SEXIST CONVERSATION? WILL THE DRAMA, CLICHES AND SURPRISING SECRETS FINALLY END? WILL THIS FAMILY EVER ACHIEVE HAPPINESS AGAIN? FIND OUT ON THE NEXT EPISODE OF, THE BERRIES’ DILEMMA

The Berries' Dilemma S01 Ep05 - Like Irregular Heartbeats

2009-12-06T16:42:00.006+08:00

Episode 5 – Like Irregular Heartbeats

Butlers were panicking as if doomsday had been decided recently, and it was going to come soon. Males and females were rushing in and out, preparing a grand welcome for their mistress. The act of drama that was heating up in the room, of course they knew about it. Of course the butlers were well aware of the slap fest that had taken place in the dining hall that night, but what was coming, was bigger. What was coming, could not wait. Every bit of the huge mansion was being cleaned, every flower was being bathed, every curtain, was closed. A sound of a car braking could be heard from outside the house, and all the butlers were becoming more restless.

“She’s here!” Shouted one of the butlers.

All of them lined up tidily in front of the mansion’s entrance, anticipating the arrival of their mistress. Minutes later, the door was slowly being opened. The head of butlers, Cristiano,was gulping whilst endlessly sweating. There she was, the mistress the Berries, Jizzy’s beloved wife, Tinyberry, all dressed with jewels from head to toe.

“I saw familiar cars parked outside, are they inside Cris?” Asked Tiny as soon as she walked in.

“Yes Madam, they’re in the dining hall.”Answered Cristiano, the Portugese butler.

“Perfect.” Said Tiny with a sinister smile upon her face.

The war was far from over. If they knew Tiny had returned, the story would have been different in the dining hall that night, but that was not the case. Smelly was in front of me, contemplating what she was about to do. Behind her, stood Apple, tall and proud, risen from her sudden fall, more than ready to unleash her thunder. As I lifted my hand up to stop Apple, the door was opened proudly, and everyone in it stopped their current action, and spectated the figure marching into the hall. Jizzy’s mouth was half-opened with bread and butter occupying both his palms, Mushy cursed in his heart quietly, cursing the bad timing. Ribena and Kitty looked at each other in disbelief, and later, very much relieved. The three of us, Apple, Smelly and I looked at Tiny with our faces filled with guilt, and more of it. Apple’s 10 fingers were gently placed between her lips, portraying her shocked feelings and fear, Smelly on the other hand, was captivated by the jewels hanging on Tiny.

“Honey, you’re back!” Said Jizzy, quickly throwing the bread and butter he was holding.

“I came home earlier than expected, only to find hooliganism being practiced in my hall. What in the world is going on here?! STRAW?!” Scolded Tiny, while glaring at me with every intention of harm.

I was stunned, as if being ganged by nukers in DOTA. Nothing, not a sound, not a word came out of my shaking mouth. I looked at my wife, hoping that she could lend me a helping hand. Her marble brown eyes were locked upon the jewels, and I knew she was useless.

“WELL?!” Shouted Tiny.

We all looked at each other, thinking about the hooliganism we had conducted there and then. Apple was ashamed, she looked down to the floor, wishing it was a pond, a big pond so she could just drown herself, but she knew this was not an episode of Harry Potter, this was reality, this was happening.

“Thank god you’re back! Straw was going to divorce Smelly.” Ribena foolishly informed Tiny.

“WHAT?!” Screeched Tiny, and I knew, doomsday was near.

As lies and twisting words were being conjoined far deep in my brain, my phone rang. I could not help but answer it. I needed good news, I needed something to save me from this, and I wished that the phone call, was my saviour.

“Hello.” I picked it up, and lifted a high five, asking them to wait.

“Good evening, is this a relative of Mr. Imran AKA Buluberry?” Asked a friendly female voice.

“Oh no, Look if you’re pregnant with his child then I’m not going to help him again, I’m sorry, Paris Hilton was the last draw.” I said with my eyes closed, for I was truly sorry.

Apple looked at me with a shocking face. I knew I had blown a big secret, I shook my head, trying to cover up, but I knew it was useless. Jizzy heard it too, and he could not help but say;

“Paris Hilton?! Way to go grandson! Reminds me of myself in the old days, good times, gooood times.” Jizzy talked to himself, and nobody cared.

“Er, no, I am calling from KL General Hospital, Bulu was in an accident, he is currently unconscious, you should come here ASAP” said the nurse.

My Sony Ericcsson phone slipped from my grasp, and it fell down swiftly. I rushed myself to leave the hall, but I was stopped by the mistress.

“And where are you running to?” Asked Tiny sarcastically.

“The hospital, Bulu was involved in an accident.” I said with haste, turned around and walked.

“You are not going anywhere boy!” Scolded Tiny.

“But Bulu’s in the hospital!” I said.

“Mush, take your mother to the hospital. Tell Bulu I shall pray for his health.”

Mush could only obey, and as for me who was obviously at fault, disobeying was not an option. Right after the two left, the hall became silent, silent as a winter’s night.
“So who’s going to tell me what’s going on here?” Asked Tiny gently.

“Me, I’ll tell you everything. I can’t take this anymore, and I won’t!” Said Ribena with emotions.

“All right then, entertain me.” Said Tiny.

I could not do anything. I tried coming up with excuses as Ribena disclosed every bit of drama since the start of the dinner. She did not even miss the part where Jizzy missed Zombi Kampung Pisang 2, The Zombies’ Revenge. I took a look at my wife, and she was clearly still sad and disappointed. Heck, I myself was disappointed in me.

Somewhere along the Federal Highway, Mush was driving with speed and with care, heading straight to the general hospital with his mother by his side. Apple looked out towards the road sides, but in her mind, sweet and bitter memories of college were being played, inevitably toying with her emotions. Mush realized this happening, but he could not do anything, he was never informed that his mother and Straw were actually college lovers, despite it lasting for only four months. Apple smiled as she recalled the day Straw convinced her she was the one, convinced her of the impossible, but now she knew, everything, was a lie, or rather, a huge mistake. She smiled wider as she recalled the day she fell for Bulu. Everything seemed easier back then, everything seemed in grasp, but now, they had all shattered. As Mush continued driving to the hospital, Apple took her time, strolling down memory lane.

Ribena was always good at story telling. She always told stories filled with emotions and laughter.

“So that’s about it then?” Asked Tiny as she looked at me.

“Yes, OH, and the curry chicken was awesome!” Continued Ribena.

“I see…SO what do you have to say for yourself Straw?”

“Look, granny Tiny, I made a mistake, okay? I’m sorry.” I apologized honestly.

“Sorry? Well sorry’s not good enough my boy! What have gotten into you? What have gotten into Apple? What have gotten into all of you?! I left this house four months ago and everything was fine, everyone was happy. We talked about having more kids, remember Smelly?! Whatever happened to that?” Asked Tiny. She was clearly angry, and dissatisfied.

“I got busy with work…” Confessed Smelly.

“Straw I can’t believe you wanted to divorce your wife so you could repeat your mistake all over again. Didn’t your break up with Apple clearly say that you both are not meant for each other?!” Scolded Tiny.

“I told you, it was a mistake. Smelly was never there for me, and Apple was.” I let everything out.

“Yea, of course she was, Smelly here, is the founder of a talk show, that is going to be bigger than Oprah’s! Of course she’s busy! You should consider lucky that she comes home at times! And Apple! Of course she’s there for you! She’s a dance instructor with a studio next to your house! Could you please get your logic right!” Lectured our mistress. She was clearly angry and disappointed in us.

“Please, calm down hunny before you get a heart attack or sumtin!” Calmed Jizzy.

“I, apologize Granny Tiny, it was, a huge mistake on my part, and I promise, everything will be better.” I said.

“Apologize? Sorry? Apple and Bulu are divorced! This family is not perfect anymore!” Screeched Tiny.

“Please calm down granny tiny, we’ll fix this okay, we always get through.” Calmed Smelly.

“What would Syazzy and Isaberry say about this?....” Said Tiny faintly.

Tiny broke down, she could not accept that the family was falling apart. The family that seemed perfect two years ago, the family that had made millions in such a short period of time, the family that had at least four persons well-known in Hollywood, was now falling apart, was now decaying, was now separating from its core, was now dying, with constant irregular heartbeats.

THE END

WILL THIS FAMILY GET THROUGH THIS DARK AGE? WILL BULUBERRY EVER WAKE UP FROM HIS COMA? WILL APPLEBERRIE EVER STOP GOING THROUGH MEMORY LANE? WILL STRAWBERRY EVER BE FORGIVEN BY TINYBERRY? WILL KITTYBERRY EVER SAY SOMETHING TO CONTRIBUTE TO THIS DRAMA? WILL RIBENABERRY EVER STOP DISCLOSING SECRET INFORMATION? AND WHO ARE SYAZZYBERRY AND ISABERRY?! FIND OUT ON THE NEXT EPISODE, OF THE BERRIES’ DILEMMA

The Berries' Dilemma S01 Ep04 - Love and Forever Have Been a Lie, Until You

2009-12-04T00:27:00.005+08:00

Previously on the Berries’ dilemma

“Could you say that again?” I spoke to my phone.

“Oi, you ni pekak ke?!” It was the usual Shells’ line.

“No, I just, wanna reconfirm.” I smiled as I said it.

“I, AM, COMING HOME, IN TWO DAYS”

“Straw it’s my fault okay. I accidently took the paper out. Don’t blame Apple.” Explained Ribenaberry.

“Shut up Ribena! No excuses!” I scolded her, I did not care who was at fault, I wanted to blame someone for my own mistake, I wanted to be selfish.

“Am I that bad of a wife?...That you are going to leave me...for your cousin’s wife?!” Shouted Smelly as she cried.

“I did not say I was leaving you for her.” I tried to lie, yet again.

“How dumb do you think I am?!” You two planned this!...”Smelly was now angrier than she was sad.

Episode 4 – Love and Forever Have Been a Lie, Until You

The first week was nothing but carefree activities. I could just, not come to class, and things would have still been fine. I thought everything was going to be as easy as this, until the third week. There I was, in the library, touching up on my first ever assignment. It was precisely 7.45am, and the assignment was due at 8. I took out my Sony Ericsson SX707, and gave Bulu a call.

“Dude, where are you?” It was my first question.

“On the way to college, you?” Replied Bulu.

“Library, touching up my assignment. Have you printed yours?”

“Yea, I printed it at home last night.”

I knew I was in trouble. I bet I was the only one who had not printed mine. After everything was done, it was already 7.52. I rushed to the printer; it was my first time using it. I lined up behind 2 females who were using them. My right wrist was lifted up none stop, trying to prove with each stroke that I was not going to be on time. It was my turn to use it after 3 minutes, I looked down to the screen, I had to type my ID and password. Everything was going smoothly, until I reached ‘password’. I needed a keyboard to fill that box. I searched through the exterior part of the printer, and ‘keyboard’ was not one of the fifteen buttons on the printer. Panicking at this very moment was inevitable, let alone it not being the right thing to do. I looked around me for help, I needed it, I threw my ego aside for that split second. As my grade seemed to be slipping down due to lateness, a familiar figure with long, black silky hair passed me by. She was holding papers as she rushed through the library, but I had to stop her.

“Hey”

She turned around, answering my call. She looked at me with her marble brown eyes. Her pupils indicated she was rushing, and so were mine. Little did I know, she was going to be my wife someday.

“Where’s the keyboard button for this?” I popped out my life and death question.

“It’s inside the screen.” She said as she smiled. It was not the regular greeting smile, nor the goodbye smile. It was a smile covering the huge laughter within her, the rude laughter that proved my foolishness.

“Oh, thanks.” I said.

“No problem, see you in class.” She replied.

It was the third week of college, and I had no idea that she was my classmate; I just thought she looked familiar. After printing everything, I reached the classroom, and it was 8.08, and after long minutes of rush, the lecturer told me that it was permissible to be late, and I sighed. I sat in the back row, as always, with Bulu. Pussy was on his right, and an empty space was on his right.

“Okay, have you guys remembered all of our classmates, not the names just, the figure.” I asked bluntly.

“Yeah.” Both of them answered simultaneously.

Class was typical as I did not listen much. I browsed through the classroom, remembering the faces that I was going to spend a year with. I saw the girl who practically saved my life that morning, she was sitting in the front row; that solved why I never knew her, as I was always at the back. Minutes of browsing around led me to this girl that came later than I did. I looked at her, forcing myself to remember any experience communicating with her, and I failed. She came and sat next to Pussyberry. She was wearing this eye-striking blue surfing shorts, matched with a dark blue top. I took the chance to communicate with her, trying to prove to myself that I was not a social outcast, and I was not the only one trying to get to know her. Pussy and Bulu even switched numbers with her, all I could do was look and smile. Then there was another girl that I had gotten to know. She was our project manager for English, and that reason alone provided me the lift off for a conversation. At the end of the day, manager girl, brown eyed girl, and surfing shorts girl, were all registered in my cerebrum.

Time was passing by quicker than quicksand. It had already been a year since I did not know how to use the printer properly. It was a regular day in college, we were all hanging out at Bali, having our usual breakfast. I spotted Bulu and Pussy, eating their Tom Yam fried rice without a care in the world.

“Guys, I need to talk to you both, preferably alone.” I initiated the conversation.

“Dude, eat first, talk later.” Said Bulu. I could not wait, I needed to tell someone about this, I needed to tell someone that I was in love.them so that were in range for whispering. It was gay to whisper to other guys, but I could not help it.

“Okay, so, I think, I’m in love.” I said bluntly.

“Fuyooo!! Good good, that’s not something that happens everyday!” Said Bulu.

“So, who’s the lucky gal?” Said Pussy with a failed French accent.

“Oh come on, you know who! The one from our class, with the long hair.” I explained briefly.

“Ahha! I knew it! Right from that moment when she saved you from that assignment right?!” Said Bulu excitedly.

"Yeah, I couldn't have done it without her help wei!"

The conversation narrowed down to love and relationships, and that was when Bulu confessed his feelings.

“Actually, I think, I am in love oso.” Confessed Bulu

“Ah wait, don’t tell me. She’s from our class right too right?” I hinted, letting him know that I had realized his intentions.

Bulu smiled, he knew he was obvious, and so was I. Throughout the whole day, we talked about how we planned to make the lovely ladies ours. We talked about the possibility, joked around about a future with them. It was blissful, just the thought of it. We were both 18, Bulu and I, and we were in love. Pussy on the other hand, had not met his ‘Miss Right’. Later that night, the guys were having their usually Guys’ Night Out, and the main topic, was the execution of plan ‘LOVE’. We discussed about how we were going to win the hearts of these two girls, and Z Shadows, was there as our dictator.

“You guys are in love? That’s good stuff.” Said Z.

“Yea, it’s a nice feeling but at the same time, frustrating wei!” I said with filled emotions.

“Just go with the flow guys, I am not going to tell you how to do this, because there is no right way to do this. Whatever you do, just be yourself, and have confidence la ok!” Explained Z calmly.

“Haih..Tell you what, dude, let’s confess tomorrow.” Bulu spoke with a straight face.

“Woah!” I was shocked at first, but later, everything made sense. “I’m aite with that!” I said, and it was final. We were going to confess our love the night after.

The next morning, we conducted operation ‘LOVE’. The first step was, asking them out. We did not know if it was wiser to go out together, me and bulu, but we decided to just let things flow. I went to the girl I was in love with, and asked her out for the night. She declined at first, saying she had work to do, but I persuaded her with every persuasion skill I learned in ‘Social Psychology’, and surprisingly, it worked, and she said yes. Bulu texted me that he got a yes too, and that alone was enough to make us the happiest guys in the world. The plan was going smoothly thus far, and we were getting nervous by the minute. I went to my beautiful, dark blue Viva, and cleaned everything on the outside and the inside. Every puzzle piece seemed to be falling to their respectful places, until I opened my leather wallet. I had exactly RM10 left, and it was far than enough for what I have in store for the night. I went to my mother or an emergency loan. She handed me RM100, and I could only smile widely, thinking of how I was going to confess that night.

The confession day seemed to have lasted forever, and after what felt like forever, night time finally came, revealing the blissful moon; the creature that borrowed the sun’s miracle light. My ‘Titus’ watch told me that I had 30 minutes left to start continuing operation ‘LOVE’. I texted Bulu, asking if he was ready; mentally, physically, and financially. The expected did not come, the thief who stole Bulu’s heart was unavailable for the night.

“She said she got church stuff to take care of.” Texted Bulu

Nevertheless, he told me that the plan had to be carried out, and I straight forwardly agreed. I drove as fast as I could to pick her up. I drove all the way to Klang just for her that night, and as expected, I foolishly gotten myself lost. Asking for directions was never a problem to me, hence, me being on time to pick her up. Well, I was a minute late. The girl of my dream came out of the house after I texted her about my arrival. She walked out, paired with tight blue jeans, a white top covered with a black sweater. Judging by heartbeat, I could tell I was turned on.

“Your on time, that’s a good start!” She said.

“I’m always on time for pleasure.” It was the coolest reply I could give, but I could have sworn it was not cool enough for me.

She smiled and so did I. I did not know if the smile was honest, in fact I did not care. Her smile was one thing I wanted to see that night, but of course, there was something else that I wanted, something, I wanted to hear. We drove to a fancy restaurant nearby. Fancy in name, never in looks. Despite the shady looking environment, the number of people within the restaurant was enough to convince me that it was a good place. We chose our table, and I pulled the chair for her to seat. It seemed awkward, it did not seem right. I was being someone unselfish that night, I was being someone else. The waiter came and took our order, and went away as quickly as he came. We had the usual empty talk, no conspiracies, no personal matters. Everything remained hollow until she popped up a question about relationships. She found out that I had multiple ex-es, I found out she only had 1, from her previous college. The conversation was going well, we were talking about relationships bluntly and honestly. I could tell she was having a good time, at least by her laughter. I could nor hold it any longer, I wanted to do it, I wanted to confess.

“Apple, if I told you I loved you, would you say it back?” I popped the millionaire question.

“WHAT?! You’re joking right?!” She said loudly. Despite the sudden ambush, she was smiling a little.

“Why? It is weird?” I replied.

“YEAH! I thought you liked someone else! Just stop it okay, I know you’re joking. Stop it you got me okay! I’m punk’d!. Said Apple.

I held her hands tightly, stared right into her eyes, and confessed.

“Apple, I look into those eyes, and I am convinced, that love and forever have been a lie, until you.”

Apple was shocked to no end. Her eyes were wide opened as if pulled by the evil gravity. She looked down to the floor, probably conforming whether or not this was happening, conforming whether or not it was a dream, conforming, whether or not that she had stolen a boy’s heart without knowing it.

THE END

WILL APPLE SAY YES TO STRAW? WILL BULU EVER GET TO CARRY OUT HIS PART OF THE PLAN? WILL THE MYSTERIOUS GIRL WHO STOLE BULU’S HEART EVER BE REVEALED? WILL WE EVER FIND OUT HOW BULU AND APPLE GOT TOGETHER INSTEAD? I’M SORRY, BUT YOU WON’T FIND THE ANSWERS ON THE NEXT EPISODE, OF THE BERRIES’ DILEMMA

The Berries' Dilemma S01 Ep03 - War Cry

2009-11-24T22:56:00.004+08:00

Previously on the Berries’ Dilemma

“If you mean sick of our undivided love then, yes, she is” Said Bulu in the most dramatic way.

“Sorry Jizzy, I’m gonna go and meet up with Pussy, I’m gonna go pick up Egg too.” Informed Bulu.

“Isn’t my son in boarding school?” Asked Smelly, curious and confused.

“He was on a break since last week. He’s been spending it with his fiancé.”

“Hey.” It was the only thing that got through my lungs. I was waiting for a reply, patiently waiting, for that single reply.

Episode 3 – War Cry

“HUNNY!” Shouted Smellyberry, she was always famous for being louder than others.

“Where the hell is he when you need him...” Mumbled Smelly, complaining as she continued her search around the humungous mansion.

His grey MYVI was cutting all the cars with ease, ignoring ethics on the road, aiming only at ‘Rock Cafe, Medan’. Bulu needed this. He needed the old ‘Guys’ Night Out’ to calm his messy head. Divorce, changes, being alone, everything was whispering darkness in his simple mind. He was driving at a hundred and sixty kilometre per hour, and for that split moment, nothing mattered, until the Kancil in front on him suddenly stopped. Bulu hit on his brakes as strong as he could, tires were screeching, cars were braking. Despite everything, it was inevitable. Bulu’s MYVI crashed the Kancil in front of him, gravity pulled him from in front, and he lost consciousness. As cars made noises, people rushing in and out to aid, the world continued revolving, as if nothing big had happened, as if no one had gotten hurt.

“Could you say that again?” I spoke to my phone.

“Oi, you ni pekak ke?!” It was the usual Shells’ line.

“No, I just, wanna reconfirm.” I smiled as I said it.

“I, AM, COMING HOME, IN TWO DAYS”

That was it, the confirmation that I desperately needed. Things were finally getting better in the midst of this desert storm, the silverspoon finally made itself visible in this penny. She was coming home, and she could not have picked a better time.
“Ill see you when I see you then.”

I put down the phone, and all I could do was smile.

Jizzy was witnessing his granddaughter in law pouring her heart out confessing to her only son. He listened carefully, but as always, his face was expressionless.

“And that’s about it. I trust that you will be able to carry on fine.You’re all...”She chocked, she teared, Appleberrie could not contain her sadness. She broke down, and cried.

“It’s okay mom, I’ll be fine...” Comforted Mushy as he hugged his mother.

Kittyberry was comforting his wife, who was crying endlessly whilst licking her fingers, fingers filled with curry flavour. Jizzy was continuing his dinner, as if eating pop corn while viewing a soap opera. Apple braced herself up, forced herself to stop crying, but she knew it was useless. Our family head asked the magic question one more time.

“What is actually happening Apple?” Asked Jizzy

“Nothing...Nothing is happening I just...I just..I need a change.” Answered Apple.
“Apple do you have lipstick in ur bag? All this chicken curry is messing up my lipstick” Asked Ribena and before Apple could even answer, Ribena had already taken her bag, inspecting every item carefully and slowly.

“NO DON’T OPEN MY BAG!”

It was too late. Ribena took out the annulment paper, visible to Jizzy’s sharp and big eyes, and put it on the dining table next to her plate. She continued staring the interior of Apple’s handbag.

“OH MY GOD, what is this?!” Asked Ribenaberry, shocked and petrified, and so was her husband, putting on his shocked face expression.

“Please...Don’t tell Straw about this. He was clearly insane when he made the annul-“

“I can’t believe you’re using lipstick cap Abu. It’s very petaling street la!” Scolded Ribena. All apple could do, was sigh in disappointment to Ribena’s random act.

Somewhere complexly far away, coordinated more than one hundred digits in the y axis, stood the man used to be known as Synyster Tan, patiently waiting for his sole bassist. He took a glance at his trustworthy swatch, looked up to the sky; it was grey, there was a heavy rain coming. Waiting was never this hard, he needed to see his friends, he needed a guys’ night out, but it looked as if it was not coming. Pussyberry looked down to the drain, disappointed and lonely.

Smellyberry went back to the dining hall, shamelessly admitted that she got lost while searching for her husband. Jizzy only laughed, for he too got lost sometimes inside his own house. I came into the hall, calm and collected, hiding my real feelings inside. My wife came to me as quickly as she could, and started scolding me for no reason.

“Where the hell were you?! I got lost looking for you!” Scolded Smelly.

“Damn, I thought I was bad with directions.” I said whilst smiling.

“Ugh, you’re unbelievable! Listen I got something important to tell you! It’s our son!”

“What about him?” I asked, confused.

“He’s been living with his fiancé since last week! Apparently, he’s on break!” Confessed Smell.

“It’s okay, Egg is a big boy now. We don’t have to worry about him forever you know.”

Smelly could only sigh, and all I could do was smile. I was ready to go home, with or without my wife, it had been a norm; sleeping alone without her. Sometimes when I got lonely, I would sleep with our family goldfish, goldy, I could not tell if she even knew, I could not tell if she was even home. Jizzy gave a loud cough, as if indicating that he was going to give a very important speech. I could not care, all I wanted was to go home peacefully. The big plan of my surprising divorce, the dramatic plan of getting married with Appleberrie, everything seemed less than feeble to me. I did not know what I was thinking when I planned to marry Apple. I guessed youngsters never knew what they wanted. I looked at Jizzy, bracing myself for whatever crap he was going to say.

“Straw, before you left this hall, you were saying something weren’t you? What was it again?” Asked Jizzy sarcastically, pretending as if he never knew.

“Oh...that... I er..I wanted to say that I want a...Holiday, with my wife. It’s been so long since we went for a honeymoon, it’s high time we do so.” I lied professionally, at least, that was what I thought.

“Really?! Honey we should go Rome again! Remember our first honeymoon?!” Asked Smelly.

“Of course I do. You were so happy back then...” I said faintly as I gazed into her brown eyes. I choked a little as I said it. It reminded me of a simpler time, it reminded me when love was in grasp.

“Oh, really now Straw? Are you sure that was what you wanted to say?” Asked Jizzy. It sounded very suspicious, it sounded as if he knew everything; he did. I looked at Apple, she looked down to the floor, afraid that this revelation would trigger my anger; it did.

“Straw it’s my fault okay. I accidently took the paper out. Don’t blame Apple.” Explained Ribenaberry.

“Shut up Ribena! No excuses!” I scolded her, I did not care who was at fault, I wanted to blame someone for my own mistake, I wanted to be selfish.

“Sayang! Why are you scolding her?!” Now my wife was curious and loud.

“Straw this is your fault too okay.” Said Apple.

“Yeah uncle Straw, you reap what friggin sow.” Said Mushyberry.

“What are they talking about?” Asked Smelly.

“Nothing honey, nothing you should worry about. Just shut up okay, all of you!” I shouted after attempting to calm my wife.

“Then what’s this?” Said Jizzy calmly, throwing the annulment papers on the dining table.

Smelly rushed to the table to fill her curiosity hole which was bigger than a bird’s nest. She read through it slowly and thoroughly, proving her personality of a perfectionist. I could only hope that she would not get angry. I could only hope and leave everything to god, I wished that she would not lose control of herself. I only hoped that she could forgive this honest mistake, my honest mistake. Smelly slowly aimed her eyes on mine, and after a few seconds, her eyes were watery. I could see it clearly; tears were coming out from her eyes. My heart dropped harder than a nuclear bomb. My heart was shattered into a million pieces when I saw her cry. Apple closed her eyes, wishing that the ground would swallow her up; giving her a route to escape from this horrid reality. Jizzy could only spectate. Smelly marched to me slowly but surely, she fisted both of her palms, lifted them up, and landed them swiftly on my chest as her head looked down. It was strong, it was supposed to hurt physically, but my pain receptors were long numb when I saw her tears. I tried to apologize, I tried to give her a hug to say that everything was going to be all right, but I could not do it, I could not move. Smelly looked down, her knees gave up on her, she was now on the floor.

“Am I that bad of a wife?...That you are going to leave me...for your cousin’s wife?!” Shouted Smelly as she scried.

“I did not say I was leaving you for her.” I tried to lie, yet again.

“How dumb do you think I am?!” You two planned this!...”Smelly was now angrier than she was sad.

“Please Smelly, calm down, it was an honest mistake.” Explained Apple.

Smelly got up, walked to her quickly, as if gliding. I knew what was coming next, but I could not do anything. Smelly lifted up the long black skirt she was wearing with her left hand, reloading her right hand with five angry fingers. Smelly went berserk, she gave Apple the loudest slap I have ever heard, and all that was on my mind was ‘Oh shit, don’t tell me I’m gonna kena also.’ Apple fell to the ground, weak and ambushed. Mushy got out of his chair and went to aid his mother. Smelly turned around, looking at me in the eyes. There were no more tears in her eyes, just fiery anger. She was coming toward me, I could feel it. As she rushed to where I stood, I could see Apple getting up, getting ready to ambush Smelly. Apple’s face showed nothing but desire for revenge, and as she conducted her ambush plan on Smelly, Smelly obliviously rushed to land her tight slap on her foolish husband. Jizzy’s eyeballs were popping out like egg yolks being boiled. Everything was happening too fast, everything was happening at once, everything, was going to cause painful noises and noisy pains.

THE END

WILL STRAWBERRY BE HIT BY THE LOUDEST SLAP IN THE WORLD BY HIS WIFE? WILL SMELLYBERRY EVER CALM DOWN? WILL APPLEBERRIE SUCCESSFULY CONDUCT HER REVENGE? WILL MUSHYBERRY JOIN THE SLAP FEST? WILL JIZZYBERRY FINALLY DO SOMETHING OTHER THAN WATCH? WILL ANYONE FIND OUT WHAT HAPPENED TO POOR BULUBERRY? WILL PUSSYBERRY EVER GET HIS GUYS’ NIGHT OUT? FIND OUT ON THE NEXT EPISODE, OF THE BERRIES’ DILEMMA

The Berries' Dilemma S01 Ep02 - Silverspoon In a Penny

2009-11-15T23:02:00.003+08:00

Previously on the Berries’ Dilemma

“He just, he just doesn’t seem to care about me anymore. Like last night, he went out with his bandmates and forgot about our dinner!”

“We should divorce our partners.” I suggested recklessly.

“And then what?” She asked, curiously.

“WE, get married.”

“Bulu I want a divorce. I’m getting married with Strawberry.” Said Apple as she put a high-five backward to her forehead.

“WHAT?!” Replied Bulu, shocked and caught off guard. “But why?! I have given you everything! Pleasure, sex, happiness, money, sex, oral sex, public sex, anal invasion, WHAT ELSE COULD YOU POSSIBLY WANT?” He continued.

“You’re lying!” Accused Apple.

“Maybe I am, but I’m not the one who’s going to be betray our love!”

“All right, I guess that’s everyone. Pussyberry is busy building his wife an underground church, so he cannot make it today. Don’t worry, I’ll LESING him and his wife later.” Said Jizzy whilst smiling. “Now then, let’s get this reunion started.”

Episode 2 – Silverspoon In A penny

Countless sweat was dropping casually as he continued hammering screws to where they belonged. He wiped his forehead for the hundredth time, wondering where his wife was at that very moment. His phone was switched off right after reading Jizzy’s invitation, he knew too well that he was fully booked that night, to resume his lifetime quest. Pussyberry gave another sigh after hours of hammering and moving things underneath his house. He looked down to the ground, thinking of how happy he was back then, back when they were in college, back when Ink Corporated were still unknown, back when they used to call him Synyster Tan. A smile came upon his face as he closed his watery eyes, witnessing starlight as a sole vision.

Everyone was filling up the table. The order was rather awkward, it was different compared to the usual seats. Jizzy did not ask about the sudden change, in fact he did not even notice.

“So how is everyone doing? I assume you’re currently working on the third volume of your novel, Strawberry?” asked Jizzy, he always did this, he always played the boss in this mafia schemed family.

“Yes I am. It’s going to be great.” I replied with a smile, as if I had nothing at all to hide.

“What about you Bulu? I heard Ink Corporated’s third album, “Running on treadmills whilst wearing an underwear” was a platinum hit. Must be a dream come true.” Continued Jizzy, inspecting us one by one.

“It was great, but I liked the first one the most.” Replied Bulu.

“Ahh yes, “Respect, Trust, Faith, Loyalty” said Jizzy while cutting his chicken.

“Grandad Jizzy, I, we, have something to tell all of you present today.” Appleberrie cut in. She could not take it anymore, she wanted to get this over with. I looked at her with a surprised expression. I believed it was not the right time, but she did not care, she went on as she did in the restaurant where I was embarrassed to no end.

“Well what is it?” Asked Jizzy, curious and impatient.

“.....I....I’m....” Stuttered Apple, I could tell she was afraid; afraid of being judged, afraid of the unknown, afraid, of the hatred.

“She’s sick! She has a fever and she needs to go home.” I tried to cover. I knew it was not a good one, I knew they could tell it was a lie, but I did it anyways.

“And how would YOU know, uncle Straw?” Asked Mush, I could feel the hatred within him, to him, I had destroyed their family.

“Is she really sick Bulu?” Asked Jizzy as he pushed Kitty and Ribena aside, who were feeding each other chicken.

“If you mean sick of our undivided love then, yes, she is” Said Bulu in the most dramatic way.

“All right, what’s happening here?” Asked Smelly, finally getting into the conversation after finishing her food.

“Straw I think you should tell her.” Said Apple.

“Tell me what?” Asked Smelly, for the first time in a few months, she was asking me more than one question in one night.

“That...I...want....a......” Before I could finish, my phone rang. I looked at the caller ID and I could not believe my eyes. Seashells, was flashing on the screen. I gazed into my wife’s eyes, I could tell she wanted an answer, then I looked at Jizzy, he was clearly expressionless. I knew what I wanted to do, I did not care if it was not the right thing to do under the circumstances, I dashed and exited the hall, and answered the call, leaving the others behind with at least a dozen question marks. Ribena and Kitty were happily eating, as if the drama had never happened, as if there was only the two of them in the room.

“OH SHIT” Cursed Jizzy. Everyone was looking at him, afraid that this sudden drama had triggered his anger. “Zombi Kampung Pisang Part 2 The Zombie’s Revenge started already!” That was it, and everyone gave a sigh of relief.

Bulu’s phone rang a minute later, he looked at it, and saw Pussyberry Tan on the screen. He smiled, informed everyone and picked up the phone.

“Hey man, it’s me.” Initiated Pussy.

“Yea I know, how are you man, haven’t heard anything from you since the last album.” Confronted Bulu.

“I know man, I’ve been busy.”

“Busy becoming contractor right?”

“Ahha... Hey, do you guys, wanna go out? Like old times, 5 of us, and DOTA.” Suggested Pussy.

“Actually...” Bulu looked at the others. “I was thinking the same thing. Let’s meet up tonight.”

“Cool, call Mirul Vengeance oso.”

There was a long pause before Bulu answered ‘ok’. For the first time in this lifetime, Bulu was disappointed in his cousin. It was noticeable, there was now a gap between some of us, a gap that could not be filled with a few patching or plasters o even, love. What we needed was guidance. What we needed was for someone to tell us the truth, and for the Ink Corporated, there was a special someone for this, and they called him....Z Shadows.

“Sorry Jizzy, I’m gonna go and meet up with Pussy, I’m gonna go pick up Egg too.” Informed Bulu.

“Isn’t my son in boarding school?” Asked Smelly, curious and confused.

“He was on a break since last week. He’s been spending it with his fiancé.”

“What?! How come I never knew of this?! Hunny!” Shouted Smelly as she left the hall, finding her missing husband.

“Great, I missed my movie, and dinner was ruined.” Complained Jizzy.

“Eh the curry chicken is nice wei!” Said Ribena, bimbo-ishly.

Jizzy sighed as a sign of frustration. Apple confronted her son and talked about her upcoming plans for the future. She knew exactly what to do, and she had plans if the wedding between her and Strawberry was not going to happen. Mushyberry listened to his mother carefully, as it could be the last honest thing she would ever tell him. Bulu came closer to his wife and son, looked and them, held them, seizing the day and not taking advantage of the relationship they were having now. What they had; the family chemistry and love, everything was going to end soon, Bulu could feel it in his fur. He gave his wife a last kiss on the forehead, and left the building swiftly and silently.

My trusted white Sony Ericsson W666 V200 was held closely to my ear. I was smiling widely as I was on the phone. I did not know what to say, at least, after how we left things before she left for Australia. I closed my eyes, thinking of the right words to say.

“Hey.” It was the only thing that got through my lungs. I was waiting for a reply, patiently waiting, for that single reply.

THE END

WILL SHELLS GIVE STRAW A POSITIVE REPLY? WILL BULUBERRY AND PUSSYBERRY MEET UP FOR DOTA? WILL SMELLYBERRY FIND HER MISSING HUSBAND? WILL JIZZYBERRY EVER GET TO WATCH HIS MOVIE SOME OTHER TIME?WILL RIBENABERRY GET MORE OF THE CHICKEN CURRY SHE LOVES SO MUCH?WILL MUSHYBERRY BELIEVE AND ACCEPT WHAT APPLEBERRIE HAS TO SAY? FIND OUT ON THE NEXT EPISODE, OF THE BERRIES’ DILEMMA

The Berries' Dilemma S01 Ep01 - 730 Days of Light

2009-11-13T16:25:00.003+08:00

If life was in a form of a soap opera, then it would be something like this.

....A long long time ago, they were mere friends, individuals with common goals, with common interests, with common dislikes. A few years later they were merged, guided by the blinded and hopeless love, forming a bond decorated with the word, berry. Yet what they did not realize was that happily ever after and true love, were yet to be achieved.

2 Years post the holy tidings.

Appleberrie gave me a ring that morning. Apparently there was something to be talked about; something serious, something that shouldn’t be joked about. It was rare for the Berries to have something serious for a conversation, it was rare for me to wake up that early on a public holiday. The weather was charming, the sky seemed to have just been refreshed with light blue palette and the clouds were fondly whiter than usual. That was when Appleberrie came into the restaurant. There she was, casually decorated with the usual surfing shorts paired with a white top. Her hair was messy, I couldn’t tell if it was that thing or the other. She rushed to the table, ignoring the menu and the waiter.

“I can’t take this anymore.” Initiated Appleberrie, recklessly and impatiently.

“Your long hair? Yeah I think you should cut it.” I replied with a smile.

She gave me the assassin stare, a warning that it was not the right time to joke. I wore my serious mask, hoping that it would satisfy her liking.

“My husband!” said Appleberrie.

“What about my cousin?” I asked with an innocent tone.

“He just, he just doesn’t seem to care about me anymore. Like last night, he went out with his bandmates and forgot about our dinner!”

I didn’t know what to say. I wanted to support my cousin. I was their part-time song writer, but Appleberrie seemed to be in need of a helping hand or two.

“Why oh why is this happening?! WHYYY?!” pled Apple. The whole restaurant was looking at her, but she didn’t care. She had clearly forgotten that I was with her, probably unknowingly embarrassed me as well.

I told her about my similar problem. My wife had also stopped caring about me. I could not tell if she even cared about me in the first place. She would fry me our family goldfish and cat for my meals, and none of them were pleasant, but I ate them anyway. We all got married so quickly we didn’t think about what was coming next. A storm was brewing, aiming at our family. I could feel it, I could feel the unwanted wind blowing through our route, and yet, the weather continued to stay charming and handsome that day, ignoring the fact that the Berries were going into the dark ages for the first time.

“We should divorce our partners.” I suggested recklessly.

“And then what?” She asked, curiously.

“WE, get married.”

I could tell she was thinking. I could tell she was considering this reckless idea. I could tell she was as angry and disappointed as I was. She nodded as an agreement. That, was when everything was going to change for our family.

The next day we all received an e-mail from our head family, Jizzyberry.

“Eh you all, tomorrow we should go watch movie. My favourite movie is out tomorrow, ‘Zombi Kampung Pisang Part 2, the Zombi’s Revenge. Before that we should have dinner at my house. I expect you all to be there, or else I will LESING all of you.”

My phone was ringing again, it was screaming ‘LLAMA, LLAMA, LLAMA’. It was Appleberrie. She had readied the annulment papers for Buluberry. The divorce was happening, it was happening now. She came over to the mansion by the hills that I had bought for my wife, and yet, she was never home. We drove to Buluberry’s house in Penang. I remember the very sentence he said when I asked him of that state; more chinese food here.

“Heyyy broooo” greeted my cousin.

“We’re here, with bad news Bulu.” I said.

I looked at Apple, waiting for her to initiate the storm. It was going to be nasty. The storm, was finally hitting.

“Bulu I want a divorce. I’m getting married with Strawberry.” Said Apple as she put a high-five backward to her forehead.

Apple looked to the floor, reminiscing all the pleasure she had received on the floor in that house. Then she looked up, secretly asking god for aid. A single tear was sliding down her left cheek as Bulu fisted both of his arms in distress, followed by a girly stomp to the floor.

“I’m sorry Bulu, I just, feel, unwanted.” She closed her eyes, waiting for Bulu to reply.

Bulu rushed over and slapped his wife. I was too shocked to move, my knees grew weaker, as if I had just jizzed in my pants, maybe I did. Apple was in shocked, and acted according to her reflexes. She slapped Bulu like a counter-attack in pokemon.

“EH! Why you slap me?!” Scolded Bulu.

“You slapped me first”

“That was because there was a giraffe crossing rudely by your face!”

Apple was in shocked. She could not believe what her current husband was saying. It was no use. Bulu’s lie did not work. Apple was not a bimbo anymore. Her ignorance and bimboish days were long gone right after she became a mass-comm student. Bulu knew too well that his wife’s dumb days, were finally over.

“You’re lying!” Accused Apple.

“Maybe I am, but I’m not the one who’s going to be betray our love!”

Apple gasped with her eyeballs popping out. Bulu nodded arrogantly as if saying, ‘Fight that back bitch’, in fact I think I heard him say it.

“I can’t take this anymore. I’m going to leave this paper here for you to sign.” Confessed Apple.

“And where are you going to sleep tonight?!”

Mushyberry came into the scene, shocked and confused. He had seen his parents fighting before, but nothing like this.

“What’s going on?” Asked Mush.

“It’s your goddamn mother. She’s betraying us with your uncle.” Said Bulu.

“What, but why?! I thought you were doing a good job satisfying her dad!”

“Oh trust me son, I was.”

“I’m leaving. I guess I’ll see you all tonight, at Grandpa Jizzy’s.” Said Apple, and then we left, without a word, but a million traces.

Later that night...

Apple and I were in my Porsche, parked outside Jizzyberry’s house. We braced ourselves for the worst scenario. That night, we were going to confess our unholy union, and also, my unexpected separation. We marched to the gigantic wooden door that led to the triple stories mansion that belonged to our family head. We held hands, and in her handbag, lay my annulment papers. We opened the door slowly, pretending as if we were in a dramatic scene. We never realized how much truth it had until it happened. There she was, Smellyberry, my beautiful wife, soon to be ex-wife, sitting by the long rectangular table, surrounded by our head, Jizzyberry, Kittyberry and his wife, Ribenaberry. I looked at her, my wife, staring at her food. I could tell she was hungry. She had always loved spicy food, that was one of the million reasons why I married her. She looked at me with her tired eyes, I felt it, she was tired and sad. I let go of Apple’s hand, looked at her, and later at my wife. A sad piano tune was playing in my head, and that was when Bulu and his son came into the hall.

Bulu was staring at his wife, she was staring at the floor. I was captivated by my wife’s eyes. She was busy looking at the curry chicken. Kitty and Ribena were hugging, and Jizzy, was being Jizzy, smiling widely, oblivious to the fact that his family was decaying like a pendulum; slowly but surely, falling apart.

THE END

WILL STRAWBERRY AND APPLEBERRIE GET MARRIED? WILL SMELLYBERRY EVER STOP STARING AT THE CURRY CHICKEN? WILL BULUBERRY STOP HIS DIVORCE? WILL JIZZYBERRY GET TO WATCH ZOMBI KAMPUNG PISANG 2, ZOMBI’S REVENGE? WILL PUSSYBBERRY EVER FINISH HIS UNDERGROUND CHURCH? WILL KITTYBERRY AND RIBENABERRY EVER STOP HUGGING? WHY AM I ASKING YOU ALL THIS WHEN I ALREADY KNOW THE ANSWERS? FIND OUT ON THE NEXT EPISODE, OF THE BERRIES’ DILEMMA.

Defragmentation overload

2009-11-02T11:28:00.003+08:00

I feel like..writing about what's going on with my life right now. Nothing personal, it's just plainly being self-absorbed :D.

I have been much lazier and vain than usual. Always find myself being caught in the same snare over and over again. Always find myself looking down into the darkest hours of my life. Always find myself not appreciating the good things I have in my life, including my friends. I have officially transformed into a being I always hated to be. I have become, a modern failure.

Then again what is failure anyways...Is it becoming something you don't wish to become? Is it not meeting expectations? Or rather is it just another brand to personalize the biggest stepping stones. A brand as a catalyst, or a brand to destory hope and faith. I guess that depends on how strong a person really is.

I have stopped playing basketball. Haven't played for quite a while, almost a month I think. I've started gaming seriously again. Ragnarok, PSP RPGS', NBA 10 Dynasty mode. I find myself being sucked into a warphole to again, failure.

I stopped believing in myself. I stopped believing that I'm one of the best writers around. I stopped believing that my dreams are just attempts away, and sadly enough, I have stopped believing in the immensity of love.

I guess I have officially lost myself, again. Someone lead me back! >.<

Torrent after Bliss

2009-09-27T19:29:00.003+08:00

Yesterday we had a little bbq at my house! It was Belle's bday celebration! Pre-bday at least :P.

It was FUN FUN FUN. Started from 6-1am+. Made lotsa noise. Ate lotsa food. Had lotsa fun. We played Truth, no dare, just truth. Belle's bday cake was delicious! Since it was cheesecake, so it had to be! Tasted like oreo cheesecake, but it wasnt :P. We had lambs, chickens, hot dogs, chicken balls, and marshmellows, which my wife said she was gonna share hers with me, but it the end I only gotten like half out of four :(..:(......... :(.....

The preparations were a lil messy since I found out that they were 2 other families doing BBQ on the same day. Thank god they went back early.

Burned lotsa fats letting people in since the entry card is needed to come into the pool area. Gained lotsa fats through lambs and chickens and marshmallows and chickens.

Didn't have the chance to push my wife into the swimming pool, maybe someday.

Shells was there but I didn't have the chance to truly catch up with her. It was a relief to see her though :).

Them guys got drunk, was very interesting :).

At the end of the day, I followed them to their cars, and they left for L4D. I couldn't follow since it was too late.

I went back, checked my blog, only to find that Mai had left me comments on posts I made about her........For the first time in my life, I felt so angry and sad, a lil happy, a lil dissapointed, a lil relieved, and excessively emotional at the same time. They should brand this combination of emotions using a word....It's not good to know that you remember me....

BM 101

2009-09-10T23:49:00.003+08:00

Ini adalah kelas bahasa melayu yang saya tujukan kepada isteri saya, JA KIU. Beliau ingin memahirkan diri beliau di dalam bahasa ibunda ini. Namun demikian, dia telah meminta pertolongan daripada orang yang salah. Saya sebenarnya...tidaklah begitu mahir di dalam bahasa ini..Akan tetapi..Saya akan cuba membantu beliau, kerana saya...saya..sayang bini saya..walaupun dia mata duitan..<3..:D

Di dalam kelas ini saya menyediakan tiga buah buku teks di mana, setiap satu mempunyai isi kandungan yang berlainan. Oleh kerana saya ini seorang yang agak pemalas, tiga buah buku teks untuk tempoh 2 bulan, sudah mencukupi.

Di dalam kelas ini juga saya mengadakan sesi forum di dalam kelas, dan setiap pelajar harus berbahas di dalam bahasa baku, dan saya sebagai tok guru, akan menyaksikan pertunjukkan ini dan ketawa terbahak-bahak bersama bertih jagung saya.

Kelas ini akan diakan setiap malam dari pukul 9 hingga 9.15 (sekejap sahaja jadi haruslah bergegas). Kelas ini walaupun ringkas, namun ia mengandungi zat-zat besi yang cukup untuk menguatkan badan seorang perempuan, ataupun lelaki, yang berumur 12 higga 20 tahun. Bak kata pepatah melayu, kelas ini ibarat "BINTANG TERBESAR DI ALAM SEMESTAAA'

Kerja rumah yang pertama untuk kelas ini adalah menulis 3 buah karangan iaitu surat kiriman rasmi, surat kiriman tidak rasmi, dan surat kiriman cinta. Yang ketiga itu kegemaran saya lah.

Bayaran bulanan untuk kelas ini murah sahaja, rm90 sebulan. Saya juga menerima kucing sebagai bayaran kerana saya suka kucing. Kucing-kucing tersebut haruslah bersih, dan dimandikan setiap 5 jam oleh pemilik sebelumnya.

Harap maklum, kelas ini akan diadakan di Cafe Medan, berdekatan Sunway College. Kelasnya ialah salah satu bilik di dalam pusat berinternet di atas cafe tersebut, di mana beratus-ratus komputer berehat di atas meja.

5 PELANGGAN PERTAMA AKAN MENERIMA VAUCER GUNTING RAMBUT DI RUMAH SAYA, HARAP MAKLUM

Work what's work?

2009-09-10T14:10:00.006+08:00

Right now, I am, in college. Right now, I am in lab 2. Right now, I am blogging, bored. Right now, I am supposed to do my journal..SUPPOSED to.

So let's see, JQ's on my right doing her journal, Aaron is on her right doing his journal, Mei is behind him doing her journal..and I am..blogging..

This week was a tough week! Lotsa assignments due this week. Sometimes, I wish we had exams.

After this, we're gonna break fast together! At William's! Delicious food, great amount.

I rarely update about my life, I mean I blog about my perspective of life, but not about mine. Let's seeeeee.

I have been skipping class, 99% of the time because I oversleep. I sleep late everyday. At 4 actually, to me it's very late. I have been writing a lot, pages about this romance novel I am currently working on. I have been watching a lot of romantic movies. Latest is er, Wuthering Heights. Awesome movie, wicked and powerful love story. It was adapted from a novel so, of course it is great. I have been thinking a lot about writing. How to improve, my most comfortable style of writing. There's this stereotype that writers are lazy and always have troubles waking up in the morning, and they always have bed hair. I finally understood why. It is partially true I guess. I mean I spend ALOT of time in front of my laptop, and time seriously runs much faster when I write. AND, not to mention I get very tired from waking up from a sleep right after writing. The laptop screen seriously sucks your energy, without you realizing it!

Next sem I'm gonna burn the 3rd Volume of JQJQJQ<3<3<3! Wait for it it's going to be great!

Please, please let me get what I want

2009-09-01T22:48:00.005+08:00

I want, basketball shoes!...I didn't use the word need since my father gave me his brand new and1 shoes...I liked it at first but, I find myself wanting something more appealing since I'm very cocky now, yes much more appealing than a size UK10, Skyblue+white and1 shoes. I've seen a coupla shoes I like online, and if the nike.com.my website is not lying, they should be available in Malaysia..(I'm too lazy to google and confirm)..Haven't checked the price, but I should have enough money to afford any one of these after raya.

Zoom Kobe IV, I'm a huge kobe fan :D

Nike, The Six, Not much of a lebron fan, but this pair is tight!

Nike KD1 X, Looks nicer in real. Love the different color style.

Get me a tutor, I'm failing marriage

2009-08-28T22:44:00.003+08:00

SO, according to my contract wife, I'm failing marriage!....Imran you're right, I did miss marriage 101...I skipped that and jumped straight to Pleasure 202 instead..HAHAHA

This is the list I'm going to get my imaginary contract wife for our imaginary house. OH, I'm writing this because...I'm bored andddd...AKU KIASU SO X NAK KALAH DENGAN IMRAN, according to his wife, their marriage is perfect!..KURANG AJAR, AKU X NAK KALAH

-A robot from smartshop so tat my lovely wife doesnt have to cuci the whole house.

WAIT I JUST REALIZED THAT'S THE ONLY THING SHE NEEDS..

Ok la I add something la

-More cats? Goldy the goldfish killed our cats when they were trying to eat him. Yeah goldy's strong like tat.

WTH...wat does a husband need to buy for his wife a?...DANG I AM FAILING MY IMAGINARY MARRIAGE AND REAL MARRIAGE(If i was married)..I have no problems doing romantic stuff I guess but...wat else is a need?!..SOMEBODY GET ME JA RULE!!

Thin gravity and launched valkyries

2009-08-22T13:57:00.002+08:00

The other day, I made a bet to Christine and Mei since they'd been teasing me a lot about missing classes. I told them that I could make it for every single class this coming week, AND, I bet them that I could make it for every class ON TIME, which is, trust me, not a very easy thing to do, to me at least.

If I can't keep my bargain of the bet, then I shall have to treat my friends to dinner, which is obviously, NOT an option for this broke ass brown boy.

Nevertheless, I decided to change. Last week was a hard week for me mentally, but I'm going to take this bet and make it my escalator to being a better person.

SOOO, being a better person would require me doing these:

1) Fast for 30 days straight, which is something I didn't do last Ramadhan.

2) Be early for every class or at least, on time.

3) Pay more attention in class so that MAYBE I could just learn something.

4) Swear less? Not that I swear a lot but I used to be someone who RARELY swore.

5) Wake up early even on the weekends..This seems impossible but hey, I'm a newborn now FOOL!

Remember me as a time of day

2009-08-19T16:28:00.002+08:00

Insecurity was conquering me then, literally. I only had Imran to trust and toy around with when I first entered college. I wanted to find someone new, someone nice, someone I could trust. First day of class; met a couple of new people, out of all, Serene and Syaz seemed the most friendliest. Others, I thought they didn't like me. The thought that I could be disliked for my race arose, I didn't care about it much, I wouldn't be surprised if that was the case.

Miss Catherine asked for a Project Manager. I wanted to raise my hand, I did, but I didn't think I was the most ideal person for the job. This girl raised her hand, I thought she was very confident. I respected her, I thought she was brave.

She came to where I sat, where I sat alone before class started that day. I can't remember what she said, I was in awe, it was in a way, an ambush. I think she asked for my name and contacts, e-mial/number etc. She was our project manager, she deserved the information. I found out her name, it was Michelle.

One night after, we chat for quite a bit on msn. We mostly talked about the upcoming event, the talk was formal, the talk was between strangers. I didn't expect for us to talk about other things beside the event then, but we did. She started coming up with these lame jokes that I would have never expected. I thought she was funny, I thought she was interestingly lame, and I couldn't stop laughing. I remember my dad looked at me from across the hall, caught in awe after witnessing me laughing non-stop in front of the monitor. I thank you Shells.

Later we became friends. It was hard a bit awkward on my side to talk to her. I always had this image of her being this perfectionist who wouldn't accept me; lazy and blur. She did though, she accepted me as a friend, we talked, we crapped, we joked, and we talked.

The night that broke this barrier between us was the night we spent at Izz's house. She was telling me about her feelings, about her personal matters. I felt touched, I felt trusted, I felt accepted. I still don't know why she trusted me with all this then, I mean I am glad and all, but, I just wanna know.

Time really brought us closer, and I would tell her just about anything that was going on with me. Who I liked, who I was pissed at, who I was happy with. She listened, she gave advises, she gave her opinions, she was there, and I trusted her.

Nanaking came up because of one of her lame jokes told via msn. I was happy with the nick name. Everybody started calling me Nanaking. It wasn't embarassing, it was funny, and I loved it profusely.

Ever since Nanaking she'd been giving me all sorts of nick names; BananaBoatMan,MiloChooChooTrain,Strawberry Head, AirMilo...But, I honestly enjoyed them.

By the second semester we were already best friends, and I don't know if she even realized it then. I still don't know if she realized how important she was to me starting then, how much I enjoyed having her around.

Michelle, I don't know if you're aware, but I wouldn't be as happy as I am now without you. You were the one who started calling me nick names, and influenced everyone to do it too, and that very fact, made me feel well accepted, and it was just what I really needed. You were the one who was always there for me when I needed someone to talk to, and you stil are. You were the one who gave me the confidence to be myself, because I would never thought that I would be accepted this well by being me, but you proved me wrong. You were the one who planned my most memorable birthday, and you planned it well. You were the one who created my blogs and got me so into it, and I love it. You were the one who took her time just to make me a facebook. You were the one who filled my planner with the most useful information, and also set me up on dates with guys.

I owe you one, or maybe two, or three! When you leave, I am seriously going to miss you, and believe it or not, I can't express it with words.

I hope you like this post. I hope you remember this post. I hope that this post, will make you remember me, like how I am going to remember you.

Hellooo~

2009-08-16T22:18:00.000+08:00

Hello people!

No I'm not Amirul!

I'm Shells. I just created this blog for him since he's complaining he dont have a Cbox in his WordPress blog.

So, this is his new blog!!

Signing off,

Much love,

SeaShells!