There's just something about sitting next to the driver i a car. God knows what but it seems like, whoever seat next to the driver will have a lil bit of power. Maybe even more than the driver himself. Lets say, the driver's mother is sitting there. Surely the driver MUST follow her instructions. Or if your chosen by the driver to seat next to him, it either means the driver really likes u or u need to show him the road. Either way, u will feel smug. Come on! You have power in your hands! My cousins and i have constantly fought over the front seating. And the one who wins will have the bragging rights. I dont even know why i bother to fight for it. My sense of directions sucks!

Front seat, sitting there with my dad makes me feel equivalent to him. Feels like i can talk to him about anything. Feels like I'm sharing secrets with him.
Front seat, sitting there with my uncle feels like I'm hitching a ride. Feels like I'm intruding his space. Feels like I'm a pest.
Front seat, sitting there with my aunt makes me feel I'm her friend. Feels like we're on a girls day out. Feels like I'm her confidante.
And of course, front seat next to a guy you're on a date with? It feels great! It just does.
=)

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After




Sumpah funny! Lepas flyniversary my face dah oily and sweaty, mata stim mcm org high!

Went to flyniversary at OU last night.
Sumpah orang ramai macam ape je! Free concert, Hujan and Meet Uncle Hussain, Hello?
And so, i didn't join the crowd. Jalan-jalan sekejap pun dah tersangat panas! Apatah lagi kalau join crowd moshing2 sume. Jadi, org yg terer cari spot ini telah mandapatkan bird's eye view dari balcony! Muahahaha. Still panas tho.
Dan, yes..sangat tidak best bile tengok crowd kat bawah lompat-lompat dan nyanyi2 bersama performers. Seriously, i wouldnt mind doing it from the balcony TETAPI others yg watch it kat situ are not sporting enough, and i dont have my crew la kan. Malu je nanti.

I cant exactly summarize the show because i only watch 2 or 3 performance. Heh! Suke hati laaa, memang i came just to watch Meet Uncle Hussain and Hujan. Which at one point i say it wrong to Payan and Ya burst out laughing. Jahat ok! Meet Uncle Hujan and Hussain, hahahahahahaha! Name dekat2 sangat. They were great! Lagi-lagi fans ramai, singing to their songs. Best!

And aha! get this, MY lovely lovely friends namely ash and rauf who promised to come today, didnt show up! Elok lah tu. I cant never get things done with these 2 boys. Janji-janji, lepas tu they either come late or didn't show up. Susah la likedat!
And yet, people say girls break promises or always slow things. Pffft! That aint happening in my case. Im so baik, and almost always early ok. Cute also!

Oh yeah! Last night, we left at about 10.30 but the traffic jam dah start, even in the parking lot. Everyone keluar serentak after the event. Well, we (Ya, Kak Su and myself) cant do anything except wait in line and CAMWHORE! We also planned to check the car next to ours. Alah, biasala kalau traffic jam, check out kereta sebelah. If the drivers are Chinese, sure tengah dig their nose. Ngeh! But no. That was not what happened last night. The car next to ours was checking us up! 3guys, all not at all good looking. Hah! Ya and Kak Su already noticed them, but im short-sighted, so a bit slow la to catch up. Jadi terpaksa stare-stare kejap. So unprofessional ok! Dahla tu, their car was almost always next to ours. Siap roll down window, asking phone numbers. Tidaaaaak! Especially my aunt kan, like hello? Shes married. To my handsome uncle lagi.
Hmmm, there was another car doing the same thing jugak. But not extremely tak malu like the one before. Haih, men. Macam tu bolehlaaa, but got no guts to actually ask for numbers. Kalau hot takpe jugak!

I want to blog bout my trip to OU with my ahem minis, but penaaatttt!
Flyniverssary was sooo panas and stuffy. And i wasnt even moshing in the crowd!
I guess, next time if i want to enjoy HUJAN or Meet Uncle Hussain, i have to pay.
Sesak sangat kalau pergi free shows.

Ok chup, firstly mmg nk write a happy post, but then i have to argue with my mum because she wants to hijack the PC. Yes, hijack!
Dear god, my mum is an online game addict! She will stare at the PC playing games like there's no tomorrow. Whatever i do to get the PC back, i wont get it. She just would not bulge! Haih!

Anyhow, i bought a miniskirt. Aha! Surprise surprise!
Miss I'm-not-at-all-girly-and-i-don't-wear skirts bought a MINISKIRT!
Hah! Wait till Millie comes back from UK and find out bout it.

Trust me, I'm having the shock of my life too. Just 2 weeks ago, i bought a black bareback dress. Bareback? Ya had the laugh of her life. And i, I'm confused.
Im not exactly sure whats happening to me. I think I'm not safe with money or shopping alone. Because somehow, I'll end up finding cheap things and buying it. Or trying on a type of clothing I've never worn before, liking it, and paying for it. Haih! How how?
Susah la likedat!

Oh oh! i was at Semenyih right, until yesterday that is. So last last night Syaniz and i were browsing YouTube. We were looking for the song title of Chrisye's song. Very fun and cheeky song. After clicking a few tabs, watching to the videos i got a lil bit teary-eyed. Ye laaaaa, Chrisye was a damn good singer blessed with great voice and wonderful songs. And he died sometime last year, sedih la! And plus he have this cute grandpa look ok. Then we managed to get the right clip, which was Burkat by Chrisye feat Project Pop.

Aha! Project Pop! They're the shizwit! Comedic vocal group. I love love love their songs and clips. So fun and cheeky. Catchy lyrics. Go check it out. I particularly like Jangan Ganggu. And in it, one of them dressed up as a pondan. Haha! He reminds me a LOT of Kak Lisha's brother. Im not sure which. Either fali or faidz. One of them, who pose as a drag himself at her mum's family day. Damn funny! Gi tengok!
i'll post up the vids when i know how. Soon.

I look super chomel in this photo ok!
Konon2 nk tiru Millie's pose la kan, mula2 tak jadi. Tiba-tiba.....


Memang chomel pon!

As of 20th November 2007, Im finally 18! Woooohoooo!!!
Nothing out of the ordinary tho.
And not celebrating until i have my VIPs and my usuals here with me.
Everyone merata-rata. Back in colleges, away from KL, assignments, classes, exams.
And abroad. The ones i need most are not even in Malaysia. Sedih la likedat!

I had my 18th birthday back at Sweet Semenyih. Nothing special, a normal day. But not boring, at all! Had the monkids as my slave today, everyday actually...heh!
Toto, and Neni weren't home. They went to PD to settle some things, Abi followed, Angah was ignorant..as always. Tenna, Umi, and Abg P'John was at work. Same like everyday nothing special. Sounds sad. Rasa pathetic la pulak...
Wait seminit! Im 18, im legal! Who cares!

Tok Lat is the sweetest person.
First she said, "nanti hari jadi hujung bulan ye. xdak duit lagi. baju seluar sepasang...."
I was like..eh tak payah! Segan ok.
And we leave it to that. Tengok-tengok she wanted to masak pulut kuning and daging for me! Waaahhhh so sweet! heh!
And neni, she woke me up kissing my cheeks and wished me that morning. Thats the sweetest gesture ever!

Sweet sweet friends, thanks for my birthday wishes kay? It made my day! Comel la korang...macam2 ada!

Bestfriends, away from Malaysia ade...going away from Malaysia ade.
Sedih la likedat!
Lets see..Millie kat UK, Nana kat UK, Liea kat UIA, and Rauf! Hes going to Cambodia!!! How to celebrate? Sigh!
Malaslaaa...xyah celebrate. Postpone!

Baliklaaaaa korang!

Im hitting the lowest point of my 18years living.
All i seem to do now is fail, and failing.
Everything im doing, i did...i failed.
I dont have a reason to try anymore.
Non whatsoever.
Nothing.

Semalam pukul 3.24 pagi, saya terjaga dari mimpi.
Mimpi ngeri yang sepatutnya tak terjadi. Saya berada di kenduri di rumah nenek, semua ahli keluarga ada bersama. Kami semua berkumpul, perkara biasa yang kami lakukan. Cuma kali ini tanpa arwah nenek. Sedang kami berborak-borak, nenek masuk ke dalam rumah. Lengkap dengan bertelekung. Pakaian biasa nenek. Tapi kami tergamam. Nenek sudah tiada, ini siapa? Walaupun sedang keliru saya tetap bersalaman dengan nenek. Dan buat kali pertama, nenek memicit hidung saya. Lantas menghilang ke dalam biliknya. Memang pelik.

Tidak lama kemudian, adik kepada nenek (yang amat terkenal kerana selalu meratapi kematian) datang ke rumah dalam keadaan sedang menangis. Dia katakan dia sedih dengan kehilangan nenek. Nenek keluar dari biliknya dan menghulur tangan untuk bersalam. Tergamam, terkedu, tapi tangan tetap disambut dan dicium. Dan sekali lagi nenek menghilang ke dalam biliknya.

Kami semua ditinggalkan dengan persoalan besar. Siapa itu tadi?

Nenek, bless your soul. 1 month past, and im dreaming bout you. I miss you.