i actually wrote out a pretty good post…1 in fact but somehow i salah burn it into my CDRW so kenot open. So im stuck with a mediocre post :P.
Im in one utama – starbucks, drinking caffe mocha (hot) coz i hv a slight flu today. Nuttin much, check mail, sent emails, did the KLUE reader’s survey.
Just plain lepaking around.
Before that, at home, i unpacked 2 more boxes, and found old letters and cards, which brought back lots of nostalgic memories, especially a card from Grace before she left to Kuching….brought tears and laughter. I miss her so much :(
I have a tendency to keep most of the cards & letters i receive through snail mail because no email can beat the orginality and the charm of a handwritten letter or card
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I had an interesting time yesterday nite. A friend of mine came down from Kelantan and we went meronggeng-ing. Walked from Bkt Bintang to Bangkok Jazz-not to mention we got lost too. And it was raining cats and dogs so we got so wet and it was cold. Brr…that’s the last time I’m going to walk around in the pouring rain smack in the middle of KL. It was fun tho – walking in the rain I mean. Bangkok Jazz is a nice quiet place with the DJ playing soothing jazz songs, especially my favourite – Sway by Michael Bublè. My friend actually knows the DJ so we could request what songs we liked.
Well we were hoping for a quiet nite just to drink but there was this bunch of hinese guys at the next table who kept ‘yam seng’-ing so it was kinda noisy but still nice. Had 2-3 jugs of tiger between 3 of us. My fren kept insisting I should drink a “girlie drink” because beer is for MEN. So I had a kahlua+milk
(yummy and sweet) and vodka+ribena (not nice…tasted funny). Actually i was asking for absolute vodka kurant (which is berry infused vodka – very sweet smelling) but the lady got it wrong i guess. Oh well.
After that, we got sick of all that jazz and went to 7E and got more drinks – 4 tins each. My friend was pretty impressed by then. It was the first time we went drinking together. After we tipsy tipsy owedi, we went to sleep. I keep waking up in the middle of the night so I was pretty tired. Then at 11.30 am, we woke up, then went to have lunch. I had Garlic naan and tandoori chicken somewhere opposite Lowyat.
After that i went to KJ LRT station then went to Ikano by taxi. The taxi driver didnt kno where it was..so I had to show the way. Then he got a call on his hp and I heard him speak Sabah malay. So that explains why he doesnt kno the roads. So i asked him if he was from Sabah. Then I pasang my Sabah Malay and explained that I stayed in Sabah for 7 yrs before but Im Sarawakian. Then he said he was from Sepilok but his family is staying in Putatan. After that he gave me a discount on my taxi fare…less than a dollar difference but every cent is money la.
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Oh yea, I checked my results and found out that I credited all my subjects. 1A, 2Bs and 2Cs. The Cs are business subjects, the A is Webtech. My parents are pleased. Yay! So next is my first year degree :D
Im now going back home (im in Ikano for almost 3 hours already) and take a MUCH NEEDED REST. My eyes are red from lack of sleep and I feel a bit dehydrated and pening coz Im tired. Ciou!
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Often times I find that there is way too much things on my mind, that they are struggling to get out. Sometimes when I talk, I have so much to say that it words tumble out in no particular order (Im very quiet at certain times tho – total extremities). I have never been someone who thinks before she talks, everything is straight from the heart and out the mouth. There are times when Iregret what I say but there is no way to take it back.
Which is why I prefer writing, because you always have time to proofread, correct and edit. Perhaps its in my blood to be creative. I hv cousins who are artists, musicians and/or singers and anyone who’s met my dad would say he is a born entertainer/comedian. LOL! In fact, I found out recently that my uncle is a local writer who sometimes writes under the pseudonym “Midnight Magician” (oneof his books was used in for STPM english literature – not sure about now tho).
I started writing poems when I was 16, I think it was about friendship but unfortunately I never kept a copy. Since then I have been scribbling on bits of paper – receipts, textbooks, I even remember writing a poem during my English PMR exam in school (after I finished answering the paper in less than an hr). Hehe! I notice however, that most of the poems in my poem blog (http://poemdance.blogspot.com) seem rather depressing and yearning for a way to escape. That’s because some of them are written at the worst times of my life – when i was depressed or hurt badly.
I havent really been in a writing mood the past few months but now im starting to read and write more then i did before (without the Internet, i have to find other distractions to fill my mind. Lol! I’ll try to upload most of mynew poems here and in the Poem Dance blog :D
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Voted at BBC
2. Lobster 3. Steak 4. Thai food 5. Chinese food 6. Ice cream 7. Pizza 8. Crab 9. Curry 10. Prawns 11. Oysters 12. Clam chowder 13. Barbecues 14. Pancakes 15. Pasta 16. Mussels 17. Cheesecake 18. Lamb |
20. Sandwiches 21. Burgers 22. Mexican food 23. Squid 24. Salmon 25. Shark 26. Sushi 27. Kebab 28. Scallops 29. Mango 30. Durian fruit 31. Octopus 32. Ribs 33. Roast Beef 34. Reindeer 35. Jerk chicken/pork 36. Haggis |
37. Caviar 38. Cornish Pasty 39. Cream tea 40. Alligator 41. Kangaroo 42. Greek food 43. American diner breakfast 44. Venison 45. Guinea pig 46. Moreton Bay Bugs 47. Paella 48. Barramundi 49. Tapas 50. Australian meat pie |
http://www.bbc.co.uk/food/tv_and_radio/50eats_index.shtml
Looks like I’ve only got 18 more exotic foods to try. Almost half of those foods are rather common and available
at most restaurants. I had wonderful homemade Mexican food at my American
friend’s house. Clam chowder is something like a thick creamy soup (my mouth is
starting to water). Stuff like shark (fin), scallops and other seafood is rather
common in Chinese dishes. I love salmon sushi {Emy, bila nak pegi sushi date nih? dari dulu plan kita tak jadi}. I’ve eaten deer cooked with ginger {does it count as reindeer?}….was ok, tastes a bit like beef.
Maybe someone can bring an Australian meat pies from Sydney for me? {*hint
hint* while you’re at it, I’d love some nougats too :P} Kangaroo? I think i saw kangaroo
jerky while I was in Brisbane {eeee..wonder how that tastes like?}.
Barramundi is native to Australia too isn’t it?
I dont think i’ll hv the heart to eat guinea pigs (i didnt even kno they were
edible!), they’re too cute. Wonder what Moreton Bay Bugs are? Is there a Greek restaurant in KL?
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But some people never realize the impact of what their words can mean to
some people. Parents especially. I have a very close friend who used to have a
serious case of low self-esteem (yes my dear, i am talking bout you -
without using names of course). I was kind of curious why she was that way
(being the ke-poh i am :P), so she became my “case study”. While I listened to
her problems about life, family, studies, I also analyzed it to find out the
reason. And I found out that one of the major contributing factors was that her
parents constantly compared her with her other smarter (and more favoured)
siblings. Which I found was very unfair. My parents did that at one point, but i
spoke up against it (in other words, we had a big fight about it) and then only
did my parents realized that they were showing favoritism towards my younger
sisters, which cause resentment in me. But this is not about me.
Back to my friend. Because she was constantly the “underdog” at home, she
tried her best to become the best. She is actually quite smart (smarter than me
:P) but her parents say its not good enough (sadly). Her mother also often
criticizes her weight & appearance. My friend is not fat, she’s (I think) the
perfect size and weight but because she is short, maybe that’s why she looks
bigger a bit. Sometimes i wonder what her mom thinks of me since im overweight.
hehe! aiyak, i got distracted again.
Well, after listening to her complain (it was getting boring and cynical
after a while) I told her straight to her face what her problem was, and how not
to think so much about “what people think” but be assured in yourself and do
what you think is right. It is after all your life you kno. Then after that, her
masalah was better, she’s tons happier now (i think. You’re happier now, arent
you?). Hehe! Ok so here’s a poem I wrote while i was thinking of you but no title
yet. Im waiting for you to give me a suitable title babe.
A girl learning to be a woman
On her journey in the sea of life
Trying her hardest to hold on
As her vessel threatens to sink
Her perception of herself
Is that she is second best
Everything she is and does
Is never enough, never good
Never enough to satisfy those around her
Who poison her mind with words
Finding fault is what she does
In who she is
Tossed and turned by the tempest
Her life is hard, troubled and fill with misery
She is disheartened by what she hears
Failing to please everyone
My heart aches for her
How I long to protect, to teach her
To make her believe in herself
And to ignore the nagging whispers
For these whispers bring nothing but destruction
Of life, of self-image and of hope
One should do what one believes is right
And stand firm to uphold what one believes
~ 8 july 04-0300hrs
Actually, I wonder what parents & mothers think of this post. This is based on my own experiences and analyzing but I’ll be happy to hear feedback from Aunty N and her geng atau parents lain (esp yg byk anak ikan itew) or org yg baru kawin or a rebellious princess or
Cik Blur AND OF COURSE anyone else yg terhegeh-hegeh nak komen. {Si Peminat Udang & War Pak Joe tu takkan komenla rasanya}
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