What does the 3 of us have in common?

• We all are studying in SA - Shah Alam and South Africa.
• We grew up together.
• We are cousins.

As much as Imran loves to rub it in my face that Ya and I are inseparable, he knows deep down he wants to study near us too. We don't get to see each other much. Maybe twice a year if we're lucky. This time around Imran got his driving license already which makes it so much easier for us to get together. Back to back hangout session was the bomb. Castle on one night and Pavi on the other.

Tengok betapa nikmatnya when he got to eat what he chooses after contemplating for 30 minutes where to have his lunch.

Okay these photos were taken at each red stop. Hehehehehe bila lagi kan?

Sorry dude, buncit is one thing, me looking kurus is a whole another issue!

Since dah lepak a few times in last week makes me miss him pulak. Its okay, thank god you have facebook now! Comeback soon! March we'll go midnight movie, karaoke, more lepak and other stuff we didn't manage to do. Oh! Kita bole pergi tengok Jiul perform! InsyaAllah. Take care there, have fun World Cup 2010. Manalah tau kot-kot I sampai sana kan!

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And this, was a week after raya. Entah lah kenapa semua semangat-ed keluar ramai-ramai. Padahal nak pergi tukar contact lens sara je. It was great fun though. Jarang dapat kumpul sekali these faces outside the house. Sure we are classmates who live in the same house, but we rarely dapat keluar sama-sama outside of Shah Alam. Sure ada je yang tertinggal. To this day, Phia, Sara, Yana and I still tak pernah keluar berempat. Sekali je 100108, first and last.

Where to start? Lets start with I thought Im gonna be a huge bimbo this raya dengan kamera P90 baru ku, dan rambut yg nampak baru sebab pergi relaxing dan baju yang asal-asal beli untuk ke Indon tapi tak jadi lalu ku pakai di pagi raya. Sadly memang tak laaahh!

For one, we were late to gather at Nenek's house in Kajang therefore Abah didn't go for solat raya which simultaneously made us forgot to salam raya with each other because we usually do that after he came back from the masjid.

No pictures, kumpul-kumpul to makan almost 7 different type of rendang as it is a potluck. Bayong buat kelakar when he asked "Who made the rendang with lots of kunyit?" Turns out it is my mum's sate goreng with lots of serai instead of kunyit. Hahaha.

House hopping begins. Tapi pun tak berapa best sebab out of Abah's 12 siblings minus 2 (one died, the other resides in Bath, England), only 5 went house-hopping with us. The other 5 can't join in. Furthermore, my married cousins went back to the spouses's side. So the convoy and the visits are not as meriah.

To top it all, I have blocked/runny nose throughout the whole day. Which result in having fever on the second day of raya. This morning I decided not to follow house-hopping sebab x larat! Kepala berat, hidung tersumbat, prut memulas, teran-teran tapi tak lepas, mata berair, rahang lenguh, tekak sakit. Lengkap lah! Pukul 1.24 baru bangun sebab Abah call offer ikan keli berlada serai yang dimasak dari rumah Pak Lang Hadi hasil tanggukan dari kolam ternakan keli di belakang rumah Tok Teh. Mana nak menolak kan!

Jadi bangkitlah saya dari tidur lalu mandi dan tidak semena-mena pakai baju kurung. Bila Abah balik dia pun offer pergi beraya ke rumah Nek Alang di Ulu Kelang. Ikut beb jangan tak ikut! Lagipun Nek Cik ada kat rumah nek ALang. Kasi settle melawat semua adik-beradik arwah nenek. First day tu dah ke rumah Tok Long, Nek Dik dan terjumpa Nek Busu, kemudian sesat barat ke rumah Tok Ngal.

Anyway, main points!

• I love this house-hopping ritual on Kajang side because Im not close to the extended family. Its a chance to get to know them better sebab ramai!

• Tok Long ada 13 anak. Haram sorang pun aku tak kenal except for Tok Long and Nek Ulong. Tapi descendants mereka bole differentiate through their Chinese looks and Mat Salleh look-a-likes.
• Nek Cik punya family tak jumpa lagi. But Nek Cik really made me laugh by showing her cancerous breast they got rid off AND her other breast. Hahahahhaha!
• Nek Alang's family biasalah. Inviting but not warm enough to be close with. I know some of her kids. Not all. She got 6, I know 4. Okay lah kan?
• Tok Ngal's family! I love them! Walaupun jarang jumpa tapi the 3 of them Pak Long Emy, Pak Ngah Yazid and Pak Lang Syukur sangat warm. Including their wives. Plus they got little kids. Boleh melayan budak-budak. Rumah dorang tu bila dah sampai memang selesa.
• Oh! Their house served Anam! Its a Palembang dish made from a herb called Temu Pauh. Yellow gravy with sliced chicken or fish eaten weith ketupat/mi hun/lodeh. Tak semua orang boleh terima, bagi yang boleh..its a favourite! Lupa ambik pic.
• Nek Busu punya family i know all her 4 kids tapi macam biasalah, tak rapat. Nama cucu-cucu pun baru start hafal sebab ada majlis qiqah and khatam cucu dia haritu.
• Tok Teh's family ku tidak beraya pada tahun ini sebab tidur kerana demam. Family ni pun tak berapa ingat who is who. Except for Pak Uda Wan sebab he used to block me behind the door when I was smaller.
• And Nek Dik's! 3 kids, Im scared of Pak Long Mariss, okay with his wife, so-so with Pak Ngah Mahfuz and Pak Lang Yek. Sangat ngam dengan Cha! its all about the age gap and growing up together.
• Tok Long will always be the cutest and funniest atuk. This year we showed his picture on the camera and he said "Wah kamera sekarang ni cepat betul siap cuci gambar!"
• I love the non-traditional food we had, especially masak Lemak Siput sedut at Andak's. The house got quiet except from the sucking and chewing sound. Hahahaha!

Dengan itu, post ini diucapkan dengan ucapan Selamat Menyambut Aidilfitri. Saya tau mulut ni banyak mengata, tangan ni banyak menulis yang sepatutnya tapi hati ingin kemaafan sepenuhnya.

To my lecturers Puan Azian, Puan Gina and Miss Ad, to best friends di negara orang Iza Sharmila dan Izzah Razanah (with love and rendang breath), to family members who read Serendipity: Kak Lisha, Anteyna, Tantiey, Kak Su, Aqi, Ya, Danial dan lain-lain yang belum dikenalpasti. To friends in the blogroll Abu, Ashley, Aien, Awin, Ann, Anip, Ana, Eikha, Ema, Nana, No'on, Shammy, Wawa and ALL readers including the silent ones. Setulus ikhlas kemaafan dan ingatan disampaikan. Salam lebaran!

Im thinking of converting this blog into a photo blog. I f you want to read me, find me elsewhere.

Here is a photo for a start:

My nail, still recovering walaupun incident jari terkepit tu dah nearly 3 months.

Seriously? You are annoyed with contents from my blog? And yet you read my blog? Seriously?

You are so full of yourself. Read again vainpot. Its not ALL about u. Its about me! And my friends around me. Mainly me. Mostly me. Me! Me! Me! God!

Look at the blog url, the the writer's picture, the subject, this is my life. There were no names stated! No pictures! No maps with bubble heads! If i would want to talk about nothing than yourself, i might as well open up a gossip girl blog.

Im not a bitch like GG, but since my blog is as offensive as hers, I might as well be.

XOXO.

Sumpah kalau lepas ni tukar direction nak further studies ke Australia ada satu sebab je, SILVERCHAIR! Dekat sikit dengan dorang. Manalah tau dapat jejak concert.

Daniel Johns, walaupun lu pakai eyeliner dan dah queer sekarang ni..your voice is still sexy as hell. Kalau dapat husband suara macam tu, hari-hari sengaja cari sebab nak gaduh-gaduh manja. Boleh dengar dia membebel panjang.



Bye bye NZ, korang xde artis yang cukup cool. Hahahahah!

1. All of them belong in one big group with one common ground, the love for the girls.
2. Lepak session always involve 2 things, lots of cigarettes and girl guy talk.
3. The main topic of guy talk will be girls.
4. It could be about the one that was passing by them.
5. Their current eye candy.
6. The ones who use to attract their eyes.
7. The ones who is interested in them.
8. The ones who WAS interested in them.
9. The ones that annoy them. Ie: a classmates, a girl from different clique.
10. Their friend's girlfriend.
11. Their girlfriend's friends.
12. Their friend's friend.
13. Maria Ozawa.

Tak percaya? Try lah. You will strike off at least 3 points. Hah! Don't say you hate girls for gossiping. You all are gossipers too.

XOXO, you know you love me.

Footnote: This came up because some people just love bringing back old issues. Not knowing they're not any better compared to the ones they are judging.

I confess I don't want to take the responsibilities for the class this year because I still feel bitter from the last trip. It took me nearly 3 months to befriend everyone from my class again because i've gone off the feeling of wanting to be a part of them.

I confess I think I can't cope this semester. I'm facing challenges in more ways than one. Socially, financially, management, responsibilities.

I confess I think I've given too much feelings away last year. It split 3 ways to R, A, P. And its so bloody hard to even come close to have a double take at a guy.

I confess I felt my heart was broken by R and A. The former for being a stupid mistake for beginning it. The latter for being the one that I can never have.

I confess I nearly cried just now during doa after Subuh prayers. I felt small and ashamed for asking too much, for begging when I don't give as much as I'm asking.

I confess I'm embarrased I haven't don the hijab when I've decided I want to. Even after declaring I'm comfortable covering myself, when I've had practice for 3 months.

I confess I don't spend much time with adik even when I know I should.

I confess I want to be bad (try weed once, randomly go out/roadtrip with a group Im not familiar with) but I know I can't because its not me. Im too much of the logical thinking girl.

I confess I don't know what's my specialty or talent. And I think that can be my setback.

I confess I get anxiety attack every time I think about pursuing my studies. I just don't know if it can happen.

I confess sometimes I feel used by my male friends. They look for me either for girls or studies, in that order.

I confess I get tired some times. For thinking too much about them, but never them for me. Call me stupid, call me compassionate, I tried to think about myself but somehow I'll revert.

I confess Z made me cry when he came to me asking for advice about his love life with 'the girl I use to have something with but we lost contact and found each other again after 3 years'. He was the first one i cried for.

I confess I tried staying by my principle. Never to cry for a man who's not worth it. But last month i cried twice. Once for A who I thought I will never see again, and the other time was because of Z, who I thought was the one.

I confess I don't feel hatred. Not for R, A or Z. Not even for my best friend who betrayed my trust.

I confess I can't be bothered about the feud between my 2 best friends. All I want is for them to just start over. 15 years of friendship smeared by 15 months of hostility. End it now!

I confess I don't think I can live up to expectations. There's too much from too many people.

I confess my head needs a vacation right now.

I confess I get annoyed by remarks on my body. Awak dah makin berisi, you gemuk, breast you besar, badan you atas besar bawah kecik, kenapa you ada crotch macam lelaki, makin sehat, lose weight..you are getting bigger. Hello!! I like food! I love to eat. I don't mind having this body. I got nothing to complain. Im perfectly happy with it. If you don't, do something about yours. Dont make remarks on mine! So what if I don't look like a 2- y-o like it was in your time? So what if I dont look like you were before you got married? Heads up! I dont lose anything, Im still me.

I confess sometimes I just need to go home to get away from the girls.

I confess I don't really like my house in Sungai Buloh. Hated the dirty water, the location of it in the middle of palm plantation, the lack of friends, the distance of my house to the nearest mamak. Sigh.

I confess every time we go out to eat I feel guilty for eating good food without paying money on anything as my cousins will always settle it.

I confess I don't work well in groups. I lack commitments. And I'm bossy.

I confess I hate it when friends sleepover their boyfriends house. I feel as if I'm carrying a part of their sins.

I confess I want to stop cussing. And never start cursing in Malay because it sucks.

I confess I'm vain. Quantitatively too.

I confess I don't feel inferior by hot looking girls. I just have this urge to be better than them in traits rather than looks. But its stupid, people always go for looks anyways.

Im at KOTH's house (my cousin). Nephews just got back from mengaji and was running up and down taking toys out from the room to play downstairs. The neighbour's kids are here also. I paid no attention to them as I was facebook-ing. Standard lah kan.

The boys were screaming, calling names to get attention amongst them. Izat came to me, "Tgk ni water gun lagi besar dari awak, saya nak tembak awak" sambil pulling the trigger. Malas nak layan sangat, so tak pandang pun. "Tengok lah! Awak taknak tengok ke? Sekali je" so I turned and faced the big ass red really cool looking water gun.

Me: Whoa sapa punya ni?
Izzat: Hakim..
Me: Hakim mana?
Izzat looks at me blankly, trying to find a way to answer my question.
Me: (finally recalls who) oohh Hakim, abg awak!

Damn! Baru seminggu setengah puasa. Pukul 4.30 je pun. Lapar sangat sampai x ingat anak saudara sendiri. Jemmmm!! Ramai sangat Hakim!!

Fuh! Terbaek kan? Mcm drama melayu.

So you call your still awaken friends who are willing are forced to listen to you to wail out. Thanks ya, cwoo and ema.

And then you went out for ice-cream and wholesome laughing session. Thanks hakim, chaq and ken.

Later you come home and seek your girlfriends. Thanks sara, sofia and yana.

AND you slept in, skipped 2 morning classes because you know you can't sahur due to morning indigestion. Minum lagi carbonated drinks dah tau you can't stomach anything without having the after effects later on.

So yeah. The best thanks is definitely to Z.

Eric clapton wrote that song for his deceased son but I love the fact that the lyric can fit into any type of relationshits relationship. Put yourself in any position, mother, father, child, sister, brother, a friend, lover, silent admirer, student, teacher, guardian, it all works.

And it especially works to accompany your sorrow mood.

For 6 months I've waited to see you giving that kind of attention, to confess those words. And 1 year later you finally did. Im just so damn glad it finally happen. Eventhough it's not with me, it happened! I finally get to see that side of you with a girl. And I especially love your choice. Perfect. I like seeing you and her, I can't help smiling ear to ear when you both are next to each other.

You guys are like oil and milk, so out of place but some how there's just something that clicked. Maybe its your attraction towards her, maybe its her shyness. I like being on the other side glancing at things that happen between you.

I feel like a mother looking out at her children. Hahahahahahaha loser tapi betul!
This time around, good luck good luck! =)

Its not as much about people who suddenly reveal their true nature. Its about a group of people who have been around each other for 2 years to fully understand the effects of working together in a group. This semester proves to be a challenge for ALL of us as ALL the subjects needed us to work in groups. As Mark Twain said it in 1935, 'Everyone is a moon and has a dark side which he never shows to anyone.'

Since one has actually work with almost all 50 people in the class, one would know who to avoid and who to work with. May i add that its hard to decide who will be your group members because you are torn between the guilt of rejecting, the desperation of completing the group and the desire to be the best among the rest. And yes, the main problem. You can't deny your best friends even if they turn out to be the most uncommitted member. Alamak!

Its amazing to see after 2 years, a lot of us decided to keep mum and jeopardize the result of the group work rather than break the link as group mates just to maintain the friendship chain. And as for those rather brave ones (or stupid enough to follow their hothead or can't find another solution) who made the move to disassemble their group, there goes the friendship too.

Amazing isn't it? So now, guess where I'll be? Among those hotheads who can't find other solution except to 'give option for members to leave the group' or among those who silence themselves to guard their kinship?