Yesterday a few of us went to KLIA to send Mamalang, Bahalang, Ateh G, MakZah, Makcik, Auntie Mi and AbgUu to umrah. I am not one who fulfill 5 times a day prayers but the other night when my male cousins told me of their experience, I want to go too. They said it was great. Almost as if its a purification process. When you are there, you forget about the rest of the world. Its just you and your maker.
The nights before their departure, I had night out (3 nights in a row) with cousins at Kuantan and KL Lepak at Kopitiam and hear 1 of them pour his heart out. Jiwakacau, that has been the theme the past 2 or 3 weeks. We usually just listen to him and help out by giving advice. Yes! Im the love guru again. For an older cousin at that!
One of the outing at KemamanKopitiam, Kuantan
Only yesterday I realised, that I'm having JiwaKacau too. I can't feel anymore. Too much things have happened. Now I don't know guilt, want and desire. I just couldn't care less. Jiwakacau...
Maybe I just don't know what I want in life right now. Except to escape. And shoes! Kak Lisha said I have otakkasut right now. Because she said Colonel Sanders (of KFC) and I heard Kedai Sandal. Piss off, Imemo. Because my greyscaleKulkith that I have been waiting for 3months, DIDN'T FIT! So now Im selling it. Didn't have to go far. Ema wants to have it baaaaad! Untunglah you. Im not sure if I want to buy another pair because my feet is not suitable for that kind of shoes.
Bye bye Kulkith baby..sob..sob..
My feet are wide. Too hard to find comfortable shoes. Open toe ones are the safest choice. Maybe I should get these Buddhist monks shoes. Snapped the picture while was on the monorail last week. It looks cute and comfortable. Hehehe.. Back at Kuantan I managed to get 1 of 2 pairs that I wanted. Now in KL, my search for that green and purple ipanema continues!
Katie left for Goldcoast, Queensland on Monday. Along with her family. Bye bye katie! Thank you for having us at your place. And your almost inedible really pedasnasigoreng! I like her house. Its big and open. Like a cube with an open patio in the middle. This year I've been to 3 new houses of friends and loving each one. And I love each of my Omegoddesses too! Cant seem to get together with most of them at once. Too hard! But we definitely can reconnect when we meet. Aihrindurindu!
Today, Im going rollerblading with siblings, nieces and nephews. That will be 3 nieces, 3 nephews, 3 brothers and 3 sisters. Maybe 3 friends might join too. Why all come in 3? Nurin's friends might join too. Hwaaaabikin havoc! With only 3 or 4 of us to look after them. We'll see how it goes. Gosh!
By the way please note that the mythology that I'm incapable of getting sunburn have been destroyed. Thanks to 7 hours of fun at Gambang Water Park, my arms are scalding red and my BCG scar felt like its tearing apart. I'm not burnt as in turning black, but I am definitely burned red and darker. For a small water park that charges only RM20 it was whole lot of fun! Slides were AWESOME albeit the tiring stairs we had to climb. And the wave pool was a match for Sunway Lagoon's. Food was decently priced and tasted good too. Worth coming back to. Nasibbaikdekatdenganrumahje.
Why do I love Malay novels so much? Because it all is about affairs in marriage. Despite using Abang to refer to the husband and corny storyline for some, its my guilty pleasure.
In English novels, its all about sex. Pre-marital sex, revenge sex, post break up sex, make up sex, sex with the boss, sex with the enemy, deceitful sex, and the most anticlimax type - husband and wife's sex.
Catered with all those different ones, the right type appears the most boring. And it doesn't seem pure. But its suppose to be! They've twist it all wrong.
That's why I don't have any favourite Hollywood movie. Except maybe A Walk In The Clouds starring Keanu Reeves. It doesn't showcase the lust of the main character. Instead, the main theme is love and respect to the family. Even so, the story wouldn't work in our culture. Too much relationship ethic issues.
Audrey Niffernegger's The Time Traveller's Wife is the only book I wouldn't mind reading again and again, repeat it soon after I finish it, and backwards first (never tried it before but I think it might work seeing the story doesn't exactly work according to chronological order). Meeting a man for the first time as a child, not knowing she's destined to be with him but loving him all the same - that is pure! Clare kept herself only for Henry while patiently wait to be joined with him in 'present'. And she never stopped loving him after he's gone.
Can't say the same for Henry at first because well he is after all, a MAN. In his defense, he only met her when he was 36, she was 6. So his past never include Clare eventhough they first started dating when Henry was 28 and Clare was 20. Confusing yet? Watch the movie. Better yet, read the book.
Oh! oh! Another favourite love affairs - ALL HINDUSTAN MOVIES! Storyline and scripts, captivating. Actors, alluring. Ending, perfect! Not to forget a tint of wonderful songs and scenes. Love it! The best part of all, they value their god and religion. Respect their family and customs. And they put marriage (in reference to sex) at the purest place. Just like we Malays should do!
Have you ever been the next best girl? The girl that THAT guy will turn to asking for advice. The girl he would call to accompany him to places. The girl he'll ask to be his date when he don't have one. The girl he can swears, fart and cry in front of. The girl he go to, to practice his confession towards his dream girl not knowing that this girl, have feelings for him too.
Very Kuch Kuch Hota Hai right? And that is exactly it. When Rahul confesses to Anjali but actually was practising it for Tina, I know how Anjali felt. As the rain starts to fall, so did all her hopes.
I never notice I was Anjali and Z was Rahul. We are not as close as them. We dont see each other daily. Heck, we have never had any face to face conversation. But Z was comfortable enough to give me a poem he wrote. He asked for me to translate it. It was beautiful. And it described marriage. Im not embarrassed to admit I wished it was for me.
I didn't keep it the first time he showed it to me. I did the second time though. Z was surprised I still remembered it. He thought I kept a copy of it. But I didn't. Told him its not mine and wasn't for me. I have it now but Im not going to publish it. Because its still not mine and still not meant for me.
Z was comfortable enough to call me in the middle of the night to help him calm his nerves. He was asked for time from his 'Tina' but he felt rejected. That was my Anjali moment. Remember the time Anjali looking really ugly crying her eyeballs out? It was the same for me.
I never thought I'd be living Kuch Kuch Hota Hai. But I did. So, will Rahul finally be with Anjali in my Kuch Kuch Hota Hai? Only god knows =)
Firstly, Im sorry dear friends for uploading our busuk pictures from school years. Those are the only ones I have. Sorry for the bad quality of pictures. Yer lah, zaman tu kan camera VGA 0.3 pixel je.
Katie was my classmate in Omega for the last 2 years of school. We were close during school. Actually Im quite close to most of my classmates except maybe 2 or 3 girls. And Omega, we were like sisters. All 32 of us. Almost all.
Katie is very soft spoken but feisty at the same time. She's nice and cooks a hell of a nasi goreng. Which we will pass around class eating and fighting for the spoon like nobody's business. Usually the tupperware will be shiny and spotless before the first bell rings. Rakus!
She'll be leaving for Aussie in a few weeks time. I hope a few of us can make it for her kenduri. A little get together before she goes off. Someare offering themselves for a sleepover at her house the night before kenduri. Including myself! Hopefully we manage to make time for each other. Not just for Katie but also for us who can't seem to fit a gathering in our schedule. We NEED to catch up on each other! Mana tau ada yang dah kahwin ke kan? Sigh.
We'll miss you Katie! And your nasi goreng!!! Take care over there. I know some of the Omegoddesses are already there. Make sure you guys have a meet up once in a while. Maybe you guys will have it more than us here. Take care. Remember us each time you cook your oh-so-sedap nasi goreng!
Sebab selalu procrastinate. Banyak saved as draft, jarang ada yang posted. Antaranya Seachange YES 2009.
I no longer have muse or interested in anything. No new news. All been told.
Tiada drama yang sesuai ditulis. Im not gonna diss about family or friends. What kind of a friend or a family member will i be then?
Nothing to look forward to, nothing to expect. Except shah rukh playing rizwan khan for my name is khan.
Sebab saya malas.
Life have been bland. No TV at home. No TV and internet at Mally G. No money for outings.
My heart & thoughts are not here anymore. I want to do something else. Something more.
When time is spent wasted, we'll just let it past. Not knowing its wasting. That's how it is daily.
Sebab the other people in my blog list are not updating their blog. So I pun jarang nak bukak blog, menjadikan I bertambah malas nak menulis.
I don't seem to have comments on my posts kan?
Im not exactly sure if I have readers. Although there seems to be frequent visits from Puchong lately. Hmmm...fishy.
Bila lah final sem ni nak habis? It made my mood...sorrow? Don't know how to put it but first week of holiday of last semester. I got slightly depressed thinking about the final sem. I dread coming back. Don't know why.
Inilah Kulkith Shoes that I've been salivating for!
And that is just SOME of it. Kulkith also offers bags, boots, flat shoes and sweaters. All batik or songket printed. Combining traditional art and modern pattern. Kudos to Agnes Tandia for providing us with this product. You're young and you can be rich. Seriously! Nak bukak franchise kat Malaysia tak? Call me!
Taknak ke macam tu? Memang dah hari-hari dok tengok benda tu je. Kenapalah Bandung jauh sangat. Kalau tak dah redah kedai kecil Kulkith ni membeli-belah. Aih! Suci semoga you can get them shoes for me. And Mye, semoga you can bring it home for me. My feet are wanting them around it. Hubba hubba!