Friday, December 31, 2004

The Few Hours Before Year of 2005

Yeah.. Here.. I am pysching myself up for the New Year Eve / New Year Celebrations. But actually there is no celebrations due to Pak Lah asking the whole Malaysia to stop celebrating/ drinking / clubbing and to go to our sejadah and do what Moslem are supposed to do in celebrating. Giving our thanks to God and sends prayers to the Tsunami victims. But me.. no..well I will do that a little ( I am a bad bad person) and then went to a bbq. Which I think I will not be eating since I am in a diet fad (Baaah~). Ok.. I am not going to the bbq. Its not so much the ride that I don't have. It is also.. the peoples I have to face. I am not quite ready for so much of 2005! I am ready to face it alone!

I just noticed what the blogger.com posted below my dashboard that Bloggers are the people of the year. Also I had just read yesterday in newspaper that blogging is good to release pent up emotion. So .... hurray! So we are not uncool or zenith as what Taqi had mentioned. And no.. he did not actually mentioned that we r uncool, just that he read that somebody mentioning that it is uncool. Kinda like a cyber way of telling " A little birdie tell me"

BUT.. Why am I telling you about myself and blogging.. becoz the real reason I am here is to tell you about my resolutions. I never really like resolutions before you see. Its seems so passe (whatever that means) and well.. Im no stickler to rules and comformity. But still I will do this becoz!.. well becoz.. arr.. Let just say that.. I need changes

Here are the rules I laid in my resolution:
1. You are not required to follow any of it
2. These are only your wants.. NOT YOUR NEEDS
3. You may procrastinate in commiting to fulfill your resolution (e.g. It doesnt have to be fulfilled in a year)
4. DO not beat yourself on the head if you didnt fulfill any of it.

These are the resolutions:

More recent needed fulfilled resolutions:
1. Lose a few kg..if possible more than few ..damn it
2. Try to be cheerful.. (baaahhh~)
3. Think positive ( this is a dreadful resolution)
4. TRY to take care of your skin. Beautiful complexion.. AHEAD!
5. Find a job (This is actually a need)
6. Installed broadband..
7. Buy more matured clothes (this is a not good resolution)
8. Find another leather jacket
9. Oh yeah.. Watch whats goes into my mouth (Food I meant.. dont think otherwise)
10. Forget about certain events, certain memories, certain someone (who am I kidding)
11. Be single.. (For whatever reasons I can't fathom)

Resolutions I will try to fulfill before I died
1. Go to Pompeii
2. Gather all my books and susun it nicely in order (not alphabetical, nor year.. just so it looks in order)
3. Donate all my not weared clothes to charity ( I have no idea where to start)
4. Try to donate to charity
5. Took my bros to Genting.. (I love my bros..but they dont necessarily love me back)
6. Go to Turkey (a more burning desire to go to Pompeii actually)
7. Be single.. hahaha
8. Learn to drive (Do i hear someone laughing)
9. Join kickboxing .. hihihi
10. Try to get a certain someone (I am contradicting myself isn't it)

Tuesday, December 28, 2004

The Secret is Out

The secret is out.. yeah.. Somebody found me out!! Egad.. Gasp!!!
Yeah yeah.. I am a closeted PDA. I had declared I am unjiwang..
It is untrue.. well a bit.. I meant I hate it when a person shows too much
But I also hate it when it they showed it too little..
Complicated is it? You should see the inside of my head..


SO here I am.. just back from Rembau. My abang ipar kampung. I also have a massive headache and a tendency to puke
every now and then. And please men out there.. do not make a remark "Are you pregnant?" whenever a girl told someone
that she felt like throwing up. WE HAVE EVERY RIGHT TO PUKE WHENEVER OR FOR WHATEVER REASON WE CHOOSE.

Ok.. back to Rembau.. Why did I even go there? Oh yeah.. My niece.. My first ever niece ade this Majlis Bercukur Rambut.
Its one of those many Malay events where someone make the baby head bald. (I am not in a very good mood when writing this
if you can see from the style of writing). So my family was there to witness this fatetul event. It is quite funny. Since
these 17 elder women of the village had come to croon about a baby girl in a buai.. And my niece, Alisha being a restless
spirit much preferred to be out of the buai and sit on the floor staring big eye widely at this one particular elder woman holding a mike.
(Malay villagers had come a long way). And when the time came to cut her hair, being a natural all woman erm... I meant gal.. She of course
bawled her heart out whenever someone cut her precious unruly lock of hair. But she does stay quiet when someone spayed her with the tepung tawar..Probably thinking 'hey.. a bath!'
My arms practically gave out holding those coconut water and tepung tawar and bunga rampai thingies. WHen she was brought outside for the pakciks...
seems in the inside it is all the makciks2.. hermm In this event it seems the women seems to be dominant. Hurray for Negeri 9 feminism~!
Anyway.. back to the pakciks in the tent.. well.. when it is their turn to cut Alisha hair. By that time Alisha is screaming bloody murder I told you,
Men being men.. petrified whenever a baby screams..so the pakcik just pat Alisha hair with a bit of bunga rampai.

Anyhow..the food are divine of course.. No need to tell you more about the taste of kampung cooking. Most of you will probably know yourself.
And Alisha hair of course by the end of the day looked like it have been in the hand of a partially blind barber.

And I need to lay down since my headache is getting worse. Probably from eating too much mutton. I will write again


Thursday, December 23, 2004

Freezing Cold

No.. I am not in any of the 4 seasons country..
I am at PDN (Pusat Darah Negara)It is really cold here. Probably to keep the blood from going bad.. No wonder doctors have to wear overcoats..
And no.. I did not get a part time job there too.. nor any job there..
I am supposedly to go to KLCC later on . Hence the reason yours truly am here, Since I cant drive. I also have no drivers to drive me there. so I followed my sister to her work. and here I am monopolizing the Internet there. The doctors here are strangely primitive when using the Internet here. They only played games while I am maximizing it use by surfing, playing games and.. well.. I would love to download Yahoo Messenger here.. but better not try to push my luck here..

So here I am reaching new limits of boredom.. by following peoples to their jobs.. So taqi.. probably I would followed you to your job too... May I? (*Blink.. *Blink)
Actually why I am so anxious to get to KLCC.. well.. yes to peoples who know me already.. I am a shopaholic.. not an incredibly hopeless one. Just someone who cant resist a great bargain.. And after battling the accessories-clothes-bags-shoes crazy pack of women yesterday, I would be crazy to not go back and claim my prize of a great bargain of MNG bag. Well.. for those clueless.... Yesterday MNG organized a-to-die for sales... Prices as low as rm19 (Yes.. I know u men out there thinking we are nutters) But MNG? rm19? Hell, I am not going to miss that!So we went in the fenced area.. Yes love, it is fenced.. and there must be close to a hundred gorgeous chicks.. and 1 cute chick (which is me) in an area no bigger than 2 UTP hostel bedroom.. where we battled for that bag/purse/blouse/scarves. We literally had our claws out to actually fought our way through to a bag. So in a few hours time.. I will be a proud owner of a MNG handbag.. after various pushes, shoves, clawing, pulling hairs out and scrathes to get that particular bag. The price? Weeeellllll.. not exactly the RM19 which I was telling about.. it is RM65. No.. do not roll your eyes at me.. IT IS AFTER ALL MY $$$$$

And I also need a new black bag to replace my sadly widely torn, flea bitten black bag. Ehem, not exactly flea bitten but it does look like it.Therefore.. I can't just possibly bring it to interview right..? I need a bag that screams I had grown up.. and look 22 in spite of my short stature and baby fat face. (Yes Yes.. Hear the pathethic shopaholic make excuses for herself)

Imagination

Been less than a week I am a non student..
Kinda weird.. not freeing.. Needed to wait for the examination result..
Dial up Internet sucks.. I cant wait to let broadband into my life.
Life now is numbing.. It is as exactly as whut I imagined it would be
Constant boredom with temporary relief. My imagination who used to be such a good companion... now is killing me.. It just gave me pain now..
Thank God for the few friends who kept their words in contacting me.. I doesnt need to go out.. Just a simple.. joke.. hey ya.. wutcha doin.. but NOOOO.. so I am forced to resort to the unreasonable and the unthinkable.. talk to my baby niece on the telephone in front of her like I am some kind of idiot.. No wonder she giggles uncontrollably.. She probably think whut is that stupid idiot of an aunt doing talking to the phone by herself. Ah well.. my niece is kinda cute when she's not bawling her tonsils out.. so it is worth it being some kind of an idiot in front of her. At least she appreciate it. Ok.. I am officially pissed and down.. so I better stop..

Friday, December 17, 2004

Close a Chapter

All my bags are packed I am ready to go..
Not quite pack I guess.. Most of clothes I had packed.
I thought my bags wont be enough to 'tampung' the abundance of my clothes.. But not only it is enough.. it is more than enough. Which I wondered. Do I need to buy new clothes?

Tonight is the last night I will be spending my life as a student in UTP. I had been feeling sad this past few weeks. Knowing I will be missing this life. But my tiredness in packing my stuffs is overriding my feeling of melancholia. But since I had promised myself to write a blog entry during my last night.. so here I am still hanging on even though my eyes is half closed.

It had been great living in UTP. 4 and half years back.. I thought I will never get to this stage, that I wont be matured enough, that I am not ready enough. I am now almost to this stage.. yet the maturity and the readiness.. is not quite there yet. A part of me will always be here.. With my memories of my loved ones and my friends. From the shabbiness of Propana to the modern and comfy hostel of Village 4, from living side by side with hostile USM students as lowly junior until becoming one of the kakak seniors frequenting the hi tech offices, labs and classes at the new academic block, from being a virtual unknown DaRn_sWeEt_tHiNg to become an obsessed chatter nicknamed elara in utp MIRC network... This is my life here. I had made friends, became enemies, made new friends, sworn lifetime loyalty to each others.. I had met wonderful wonderful guys who change my world, make my world spinned and quivered and crashed, and yet still taking this pieces with me even though some of em are painful, it is necessary for me to remember.... that behind the pain sometimes lies a sweet memory. And perhaps hope...

I cannot say convicingly that I known better or am wiser rather than 4 years back..but I know that I am a bit tembam.. have more clothes than 4 years back, laugh a little less, gain many invaluable friends, and have an abundance of memories that I know I can't recreate again.
Today.. I close a chapter in my life. Tomorrow.. I will looked back around me for the very last time.. and knows that I had loved, suffered, cried , laughed and lived here.

UTP Batch June 2000
A***** A** B****

Wednesday, December 01, 2004

Tomorrow's Gone

I am sad.. why? see the topic laa

Just got back from Tambun Water Park
Yes Yes.. I know.. I was suppose to do my FYP thingies about 10 years ago.. But hey.. I am a procrastinator. The waterpark.. was a blast. It is a bit costly for just 2 'ride' and 2 'dips' ( ask me if u want details.. I am a lazy ass blogger) but it was fun nonetheless. Not many cute guys there.. Shucks.. hehe One detected .. only I got a glance. So dont really count.. but who cares right.. I am gettin jiggy with my GALFRENS and that whats matters.. (before we all get married and get fat and too embarassed to get in the water). The hot water 'spa pond' was the highlight of the evening. It was really really good.. to my body.. As my IRC Name "Some Like It Hot" and I do like it HOT!!.. How i wish I could crack that jokes to someone that can get my kinda jokes that evening LOL. The waterpark was a beautiful place too.. with beautiful rock limestone hills.. I love beauty.. I love nature.. Go Figures~ But it was beautiful.. I felt a twinge of regret that I didnt get to tour the whole park. It was really quite nice.. nature combined with man made buildings waterpark . I was too busy dipping myself in the pool. It was fun all right. We bring the whole park down... with our screams, antics, laughters and crazy games. We were a drama queen all right that day. Oh..shine thou spotlight on thee.. thee get so little? hehe Anyway.. even with all that. There is a little gloom in my head. I can't seem to forget ..... This is bad .. bad.. bad..

And now.. I am waiting.. to say audieu.. only .. not there. And I am waiting like a fool I am. Thats what I am.

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