Auld Lang Syne

To those who wishes their condolences, I thank you. I was not deeply affected by the situation but nevertheless, a long-distance-never-met-cousins-twice-removed is still a relative anyway.



The weekend trip to home is too short although some latest Facebook photo updates seemed entertaining, however, I lost my wallet again. Same year, lost another IC, driving license, ATM cards, debit card, Isetan, Jusco, Genting, Starbucks etc etc.

I still feel like crap.


I have no plans for new year and I so hope to have something good to kick in. Call me, or hunt me over Facebook if you do want me to be around you for new year instead of sleeping in through the night..

I'm going to end the tragic and adventurous 2009 for good and have better kickstart for 2010.

I'm Not OK

The recent bus crash tragedy happened took away 10 lives. 2 of them were my second cousins, on my mother's Al-Junid side. They were the sisters, one was unidentified because she gave her IC to her dad to get her PMR results. She obtained 6As and 3Bs. Her sister is 21, and is studying in some polytechnic.

I never met either one of them. The funeral already finished right after Zohor. Their bodies arrived in Sungai Petani around 1pm, and they were buried by 3pm.

The younger one was a Tahfiz, or in my humble understanding someone who has memorized the Quran or is well educated in religious education academically.

Al-Fatihah.

Exactly a month ago, my uncle passed away. He's my dad's younger brother-in-law.

3 deaths in a month. May they all rest in peace and be with the blessed ones.

Oi To The World

Screw assignments. I got too distracted thinking about the holiday.

However, there will be no homemade turkey with cranberry sauce and mashed potatoes with gravy since Carmen and Ed already left home to Canada as their My Second Home visa expires, and when recession came it shrunk their savings.

No Christmas For Me.

No one to kiss under the mistletoe too.

Bah. Hambug.

Joyeux Noël to all!!

Somewhere Over The Rainbow.

I'm lazy. I have 3 more assignments due before holiday starts. Procrastination extraordinaire on the rise!

Doomed.

I've been watching this at least 10 times. I think you should watch this.

Monday, Monday

I can't believe how fast time ran away from me. Just a week ago I was in Singapore, and now I'm running behind deadlines for assignment. Damn.

Brittany Murphy just died, while Perez Hilton going hoo-haa because Brittany hubby don't want any autopsy. Poor child. She is one of the few fun people you like to see on movies as much as you can. Something like the kind of blonde-material yet fun and naturally joy and hyper.

Remember Uptown Girl? The nanny in it was her.

Singapore has been so much fun. Mustafa, my online buddy for the past few years was an awesome host. He was over in KL for a night after a 3-day holiday trip with his family in Cameron Highland. Apparently his parents is so much hip too. They may look like some typical Pak Cik and Mak Cik but they are beyond that stereotype. Instead of fussing over no accommodation for a night before departing home they deliberately hobo-ed in the airport. Cool or not? Family too, can hobo around like backpackers!

Well I met up with him on Friday because I left my mini-wallet in his bag. I was without my ATMs, gym card and IC for about a week. Thank god we are in neighboring country! I only noticed not having it with me when I was at Tanah Merah MRT interchange, and its already the last train that night to the airport from Clementi. The ride took about an hour and going back to his place means I would miss my flight the next morning. Well, stupidly Air Asia was delayed then for an hour.

I got a haircut which went horrible right after I arrived in Sentral on Monday from the airport. The she-dude cut the wrong way. Let it be another lesson, to only get a haircut from someone with the same hairstyle or at least in her 40s. The only reason I got a haircut that day was because I was about to meet Special Representative for Muslim Committee for a special meeting with YES alumni and other delegates at MACEE.

The week ran away from me literally. Saturday was a fun day, with AFS people we had Christmas Party. No elaboration is required because its the kind of day where everyone laugh and joyed.

I'm waiting for my laundry to be done. The dryer is not functioning and the sun is not shining.

Bleh.

P/S: to Mud, kalau hang mau chek belanja tengok Muallaf, jom. Seriously. Pastu makan char kuey teow. Nak tak? Hang ja dapat menda ni semua tau. =D

Ave Maria

In the name of Allah, the Most Gracious, Most Merciful.

I won tickets to see Muallaf premier in Cineleisure at The Curve thanks to random comment I gave on KLue fanpage on Facebook.

Again, any movies by the late, great storyteller will never fail to disappoint those who can truly read between the lines in what she produced. An elegant masterpiece, with excellent details that comes with joy of humor and tears of sadness. Unlike most fabricated rubbish that concentrate on making money, this movie primarily is one of the simplest movie above all. The others were more heavy in content but this one is a fairly light one and I wonder why it has been banned for the past 2 years.

She described bits of Koran and ordinary life of people in details that could only be described in her way of making movies.

The balding issue? Or the overly religious quotes from the Holy Books such as Koran and Bible? As well as Tao Te Ching?

"People are afraid of things they do not know about"

Watching such great epic made me realize how unreligious I have became and how the lazy bug hits me on my prayers. I may not be the kind that complete it entirely but I do try to pray on time, which can be challenging sometime and I do still have faith in The Almighty.

I worry too about those who have lost theirs.

Initially, I wanted to elaborate about the movie but I guess its best not to give spoiler. Have a go and watch it when it comes out! It may not be as futuristic as Avatar and so much action like New Moon but the love story could be enjoyed as well.

GO!

Labels or Love

After a great weekend in this Lion City, I'm about to head home tomorrow morning.

I've came here with $220 and still have a balance of $50. The only place I've splurge was in Mustafa Department Store, which is a bargain deal like Mydin back home. And the total damage was about $64.

I didn't get the Cotton On dark blue checkered shirt which is sold out in Pavilion, but heck. I got a nice army sling bag in olive color for $10. I wanted the one in khaki like my friends who got his from his NS but nevermind lah.. The uncle at the army shop must have been color-blind or something.

Couchsurfing is very recommended. It saves the trouble of renting accommodation especially in this expensive city island country. Gotta love the MRT and fast escalator in the station. If only the KTM could ever catch up the speed. Love the host I'm staying with in Clementi. Such great family life to experience here. I now question about hospitality back home when here seems so much nicer, somehow.

Too bad I don't get to visit 2 of my friends. Its been such short trip with so many things done at the same time.

Off to repack my small duffle bag. Gonna hobo-ing in airport again, but the good news is its Changi!

Yippie! )

All The Love In The World

I shouldn't have done Pilates and Body Combat yesterday. I feel aching all over.

My flight leaves at 9pm, I'm now rushing to the airport. The tickets which I bought months ago was on RM0 sale and I almost forgot about it.

I'm slightly broke too, and I will survive this expensive country a stone throw away. Thank god there' s a couch to crash over.

Will be back on Monday morning.

Cape Cod Kwassa Kwassa

My biggest enemy, Jealousy has just arrive.

I was in cafeteria having late dinner which I have not done for a while already with a friend whom I have not been hanging out for a bit. It was nice catching up with random stuff. I like to talk to people who I can easily click with, which happens often but not regularly. I hate those awkward moment where you don't know what to say and stuff.

Suddenly, I heard people singing birthday song loudly. It was for a friend, by another group of friends-classmates. Of which some, I heard over the grapevine regularly talks about me behind my back, or at least ditch me most of the time. Fun moments that usually take place months ago no longer seem to linger much.

Surprises never comes in good way for me.

My friend whom I was having dinner with wanted to go back and I didn't even bother about the event that was going on. On one hand, I felt left out for not being invited to join in the surprise because I'm known to be the kind of person who likes to celebrate other people. Nevertheless, perhaps they already noticed how much lately I like to go out on my own, alone.

I'm such a loner.

Whom once upon a time a social butterfly.

Sigh.

Although yesterday, I had slightly better day going out with another really old good friend whom I've last seen when I was in Form 2 back in high school which then he already graduated from school later. He didn't proceed with Engineering course which he dreamed about and currently working as a researcher on law cases and going to be a lawyer soon.

He picked me up with his Volkswagen Beetle and it became my first time ever to ride one. We headed to KLpac to watch The Swimming Instructor which was really good show. Before that, we had random dinner snack at some hawker since we both are slightly frugal and apparently its located on Jalan Punggok somewhere in Sentul. It was slightly ghetto but the table was next to a Bentley showroom.

I bumped into u-Jean, whom apparently work at the ticketing area. We went back to college together later and catch up a little bit. We had McD sundae cone. At least I had a better yesterday.

Off to bed I go now.

Pagi Yang Gelap

Footnoteonheader: Happy birthday to my sister whom I love so much because she is ultimately the savior, help and basically my everything when I'm down and up.

On Sunday, I went to Wangsa Walk with Yah Tyng and Joyce because we wanted to see how the World AIDS Day was like since we heard Tun Dr. M was going to officiate it.

Much to our disappointment, of me coming all the way from Bangi, Joyce from Bandar Tun Razak and Yah Tyng from Teluk Gadong thinks the event was too racially based. Perhaps the volunteers were from a single race and wouldn't approach different race due to shyness and fear or godknows whatever reason they may come up to. We firmly believe that this celebration should be a globalized event where it involved all kind of people from every kind of background.

Apparently, it looked more like a promo event for some Mandarin speaking artists. Everything were in Mandarin.

Big sigh.

We had Popeyes before heading to the shameful arena of disappointment and decided to go to KLCC for PC Fair which happened to be a great bargain day out. I got a Logitech Laser Mouse (which made me broke later on) while Tyng got 2, and a whole bunch of stuff for her relatives whom pre-ordered right when they found out she was going to the PC Fair. Shamefully, I had not enough money to get Seagate external HD for my sister.

Headed to Kinokuniya, the dream but overpriced bookstore for most Bolehlanders. We headed Nando's later since we craved for it earlier the day since we don't fancy Kenny Rogers and prefer Peri-peri stuff.

It was a such gleeful and joyous day, absolutely stress free plus slightly hobo since we wandered a bit hunting for taxi around Wangsa Walk which is the kind of place we never been to and wouldn't want to get lost around. At least I got an American Eagle polo for RM11 from Factory Outlet Store warehouse sale which supposed to cost around RM45 or even around USD39 for the real deal. At least the trip to that part of the world wasn't such a waste.

I feel so much better than last week.

Suddenly I have so much of idea flowing too.

Later that night, I went to Hentian Putra bus station for the first time ever. Back then when I was younger and when dad used to earn more our family stayed regularly in Pan Pacific which is famous for its water-shooting-sprinkle toilet. I went there to meet up with an online friend for the first time whom I promised earlier the week to accompany him and hunt for a room to rent since he just got a job around SS2. However, the plan did not work out really since he found a room in Pandan Jaya. I've had the impression that he may be rather unsure of places around the city but apparently he knows the ghetto much better! Cititel Express has been a favorite stopover, which undeniably a slightly nicer place to stay in Chow Kit.

Got back to college safely, thankfully survived early LRT and did not miss the dumb shuttle bus which commonly leaves earlier; right the moment when I exit the station.

I'm looking forward for better days ahead, despite being rather broke and already trying to save a bit.

Life is expensive therefore get rid of all ATM cards!

Where Did I Go Right?

I became very insecure with life for uncertain reasons, perhaps with the typical people around me on daily basis. Although I firmly believe in what the Victoria Secret Vice President of Public Relations mentioned before; "What people think of you is none of your business. Grow up, suck it and embrace it" has been stuck on my mind and I never failed to bother until most recently which brought me to think about so many things.

I like to think deep, very deep in fact. Its unavoidable.

I just came back from Korean food buffet at Seoul Garden in Kerinchi. It was RM43.32 freakin bucks but thankfully it was unlimited. I'm still very stuffed.

Also, I enjoyed the day because I was with the kind of people whom I can have LOL moments in public. Yes, I'm a big laugher and can be annoying sometime but I just like to have fun. Let all the laughter out. Its really stress-free and relaxing.

Earlier before that, I met up with Sheesha whom currently studying in Murdoch in Perth. She is my ultimate IKEA Swedish meatballs partner-in-crime and the only one I eat IKEA meatballs with. Its like our special ritual. We met each other about 4 years ago, exactly around these days before going to Egypt where we went on an exchange program. Back then, I've thought she was the kind of spoilt, typical brat but she is one of the best friend I've befriended. Although she is on her summer break, she will be leaving to Jakarta for some ESQ program and then 5 weeks in Beijing continuing her Mandarin course.

I feel good for being able to laugh after a week of fun deprived as well as being around the kind of people I enjoy having fun with.

I stink and smell like those smokes meat we burned out food just now. Taking shower, off to bed. House hunting for friend from JB around SS2 tomorrow. Let me know if you know any vacant room for single occupant.

Dangerously In Love

I've been practically doing unconventional stuff over the past few days since it officially became an emo week.

I rented a manual Naza Sutera which suck like hell and total crap since I don't know how to drive non-auto vehicles. Crawled from campus to Bangi Section 15 then all the way to the KLIA airport to send fellow thespian, Joycelyn Choong off to USA. She will be there for internship under work/travel program in a snow hotel in the mountains of Vermont.

I hate manual cars. They tend to die whenever I stop. The car sucks, and it made so much funny sounds all the way to/from wherever I was going. Thank god I survived and did reverse parking without hitting the BMW 5-series behind me in the expensive 13bucks-for-5-hours parking lot.

Co-incidentally, I bumped into Yah Tyng before meeting up with Joyce as she and Marvien were sending 60 JENESYS scholars to Japan on a 2-weeks exchange program.

I spent quite sometime in the observation deck. MAHB should have made that area round so everyone can have a 360-degree view of the flight activities.

I just came back from hanging out with my lecturer and his friends around Bangsar's Pelita. Usually, I've only gone there to Nirvana Banana Leaf or Madam Kwan's but this time the food is not too bad, although the price to pay is a kick in the butt

I vow to have a better weekend instead. Will be having Korean buffet dinner, then Malaysian AIDS Council Day in Wangsa Walk on Sunday.

Blue Eyes Crying In The Rain

I ran upwards on moving escalator to catch Sri Petaling train and tripped and fell and torn an inch of favorite Topman coated skinny jeans. Bleeding Inside. FML.

Maybe its payback because I got a new pair of skinny too.

I feel utmost guilt today for spending whatever I plan to spend next week in Singapore. Today was not such a great day anyway. I felt really down, below the regular self-esteem level. It led to spend, which gives temporary satisfaction but lead to another regret later on.

Thank god a friend was around to accompany and the emo-ness went away.

Joyce is leaving to USA tomorrow. There goes a thespian, no more musical and theater kaki for me. More and more friends and partners-in-crime leaving abroad.

I feel worse.

Note to self: Should stop going too overly googoogaga and emotionally unstable. Totally un-afro-ism.

My Ship Isn't Pretty

My uncle passed away on Sunday. He died because of coronary athereosclerosis, pneumonia and liver failure. He didn't even knew about it. He had post-mortem surgery because the police and hospital regulated it even it was not a murder or etc. In our faith, when a dead body does not get buried ASAP its not good for the soul which eventually lead to more tears amongst the family members.

He was not the closest relative but I grew up with him around. Funny chap, sometimes. Its going to be awkward when he is not around. Poor young cousins.

Going to KLCC is no longer going to be the same since he won't be there anymore. He somewhat share-own a company that maintain the cleanliness around the Twin Tower, or so I've heard.

His wife is my dad's youngest sister out of perhaps 7-9 siblings or so. It was my first time seeing my dad hugging her, and cried. My dad is a very fierce person to some cousins when we were younger. Its rather a very sorrow feeling to share.

I feel down for no reason and not feeling any good. I'm going somewhere and spend some time alone.

P/S: I think I have Philophobia.