I’m Zuadrif
Hello, I'm Zuadrif.
I'm supposed to have been dead — i shot myself, and died —, but in an alternative universe, i survived and have become addicted to wanking and sex, and the occasional wanking and sex. Oh la.
And under a moniker, i write anonymously on blogspot and under the real name, i write nonsensical stuff at Firdauz takes 5.
Firdauz takes 5- something just died December 5, 2010 Firdauz takes 5
Author Archives: Zuadrif
Who knows
You know? I know i’m tad too late to say this but, Selamat Berpuasa dan Menyambut Bulan Ramadhan. Of late, life happened. I woke up. And the funny thing about it is that, when life happens, i lose all the … Continue reading
Horny at the workplace
Lately, i’ve been wondering whether it is natural to feel slightly horny when in actual reality, you’re ‘busy focusing’ on something else. Say, in my case, doing a digital artwork. In my case, ‘busy’ means i still have the time … Continue reading
My life has changed, soon there will be drama
Starting next week, i’ll live a brand-new life. As Fiurdy. mit meiner Aisha.
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The truth is,
deep inside my heart, if you dive deep enough, there’s a tiny silly part of me who wants to be single again. To be happy in the strangest ways, and miserable again. I can be that dumb sometimes. And secretly, … Continue reading
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Abang macho pipi tembam tu cakap
“Alamak bukanlah ibu kandung Aladdin.” Which reminds me of these two orang gila. They always have nice lame jokes. And those racist jokes, they are the best.
Saying the fantastic things your girlfriends want to hear.
“You ade affair kan?” Tanya Si Perempuan yang gelisah perihal boiprennya yang sedikit lambat menjawab pesanan-segera-peringkat-nasional (MSN). “Memang, perempuan tu dah mengandung pun.” Kata Si Lelaki yang hebat.
Personal liberty, burger babi.
There was almost dancing, behind this strange, unsettling writing, and there was almost every form of happiness dancing behind this strange, unsettling writing. There was a cold war too, i suppose, but there was almost dancing. Later, in a quiet … Continue reading
Emails #2
In a work email, i wrote a short fiction in English. This is the rendition, in Bahasa. Ketika umur masih kecil angkanya, telah dikhabarkan pada saya oleh seorang gynecologist bahawa tempatnya yang saya lawati tersebut, bukanlah tempat yang betul untuk … Continue reading
Emails
Suddenly and secretly (i’m imagining everything that comes from me, is initially a secret), i’ve become addicted to replying work emails with ridiculous stories. This of course, not only puts my career at serious risk — as i’m expected to … Continue reading
Hakikatnya, tangan siapa sebenarnya?
“Nah,” sambil menghulur, “ambik bantal keras ni. Mesti you pernah masturbate guna bantal ni kan?” Berpusing mengalih di atas katil, “Aah, memang pernah pun. Kesian you boleh guna tangan je.” Kata si perempuan, mengejek si lelaki. “Tak lah. I boleh … Continue reading
Internships
While showing her the source file, i had asked Veen Dee, “Do you know what a smart object is?” “No, tell me about it” “Well, in photoshop, a smart object is one of the few things smart people like me … Continue reading
Hooray for a lazy breakfast (and dinner)
Grilled asparagus with soft-boiled egg and chicken with potatoes and tomatoes, cooked with oregano and red wine. Lazy people like me, do lazy cooking. Haha
Kerepek
“You pergilah!” marah dia, “you pergilah kat perempuan mata bulat tu. Macam mata ikan. You suka kan.” What? I didn’t do anything. And the ‘mata ikan‘ girl, she’s like what? A boring chapter of my life? But, my girlfriend, she … Continue reading