kite flying

It was a good morning, it was windy. Just a good start for our kite flying day out. I bought a kite with Naruto print on it and before long, Frank and I were flying kite high in the sky. It was so sweet. He talked about the resemblance of flying kite and our relationship. At that time I was really in love with him!

Save Palestinians!

Last Sunday, yes it took me almost a week to put up this one due to my crazy schedule this week, my hubby, my mother in-law and I, we went to an event to educate the society about the pain and the hard times our brothers and sisters are facing in Palestine. So we went there casually, me with my Padini jeans and brown polo Padini tee, my mother in-law in white and my hubby in collared t-shirt and jeans. We came slightly later then my mother in-law.

There were many students there who had given their name to voluntarily distribute handouts and pamphlets in chosen areas. The event started with the experience told by two Palestinians and followed by a brief history of the struggle of the two entities and Dr. M officiated the event and performances by Malaysian youths followed.As we were stepping out of the hall, we had a few brochures, pamphlets, a button and a long mafla each.

Today, I wore the mafla to work. I wore my G2000 brown shirt, a GUESS straight skirt and high heels from Nose. So, really early in the morning i had to go to KL to settle some things. I took the bullet. As I was trotting along the way of many stalls and restaurants, a man looked at me, smiled and walked closer to me. He said, Save Palestinians? Hidup Palestine. Everyone watched me.

Spinster!

"Hello, boleh saya bercakap dengan (pause - 45 seconds, flipping through pages of documents, standing behind Aina since thats where the telephone is stationed, shouldering the phone handle and looked at the fax machine searching for her name. at the very last page of the documents stated there in bold print Cik Harpah and her Number) Cik Harpah?"

"Ya, saya bercakap," she answered soft, almost flirty, as if she was to seduce me.

Spinster! I protested the way she spoke to me - she freaked me out.

"Saya baru faks (pronounced as F-U-C-K-S) Police Investigation Report pasal kereta saya yang hilang tu," The whole office turned slowly and looked at me with that disbelief look on their face. I looked back at them and said "What?"

They laughed. I continued talking to Cik Harpah.

A true inspiration of love

I just finished watching Mouline Rouge for the 25gazillionth time! And this I have to say: This is what I call inspirational.

Mouline Rouge is a musical love story that dazzles me through the music, songs, expressions and dances. It expresses the real meaning of love. The story line is cliche but the power of a musical can't be easily cast away with a simple brushing off dandruff from your shoulders. We acknowledge the rehearsal, the singing practices, the dance classes and acting coaching - there is nothing greater than acting in a musical. Anyone can read the lines, delivers and expresses them as they should - but incorporating more than that in a play/movie? (I don't think so).

The repetitive theme in the story moves you to fall in love deeper with the clicheness of the story. We know what to expect, but we are glued to the screen waiting for more of this. Why? because it is inspiring; the love across social status, the purity of two hearts in a relationship, the hardship faced by the characters throughout the musical and the theme of true love that wins at the end of the story (kinda - if only Nic Kid didn't die at the end of the musical).

I've got this to tell you, I am easy to be swept off the ground, feet not touching the ground kinda thing. Give this type of movie to me and you'll win my heart. Watch this with me and you'll be accepted in my life. Sing the songs to me and you'll have me all the time. Whisper the sweet quotations from the movie, before sleeping while hugging me, I promise I'll stay with you until my dying days. (So, there you have it: 4 easy steps to secure this princess labeled YOURS)hehehe....

Another musical that has a huge impact towards me is non other than our pride and locally ensambled, Puteri Gunung Ledang: The Musical. As you expected, this is another cliche production - love across social status, the hardship of their relationship - u know the sequence already by now. But, what moves me is the way they make it relevant regardless the time - the songs are not ancient, they are the combination of contemporary traditional, the love songs are mesmerising and the wording, the lyrics are so heart warming. For me (not for Mrs. N though, she walked out half way through using the kids as the main reason of their departure), I think the commercial value of the play makes it watchable repetitively. It is entering the third season and a seperate season was performed in Singapore and i heard that the tickets are running out fast. It is superbly thrilling, the opening, the rising action and the closing are memorable. One thing for sure I am watching this again this time around with the love of my life, to experience the mythical love of the princess and sultan's loyal servant.

Sickness

2 nights ago I was suffering from an extreme case of running nose. I couldn't sleep. I kept on waking up every 15 minutes just to blow my nose or drink a glass of water or whatever not. The next morning, even though I put on my power suit, I still feel weak and so dull (the opposite of what I really am). Today, the running nose dispersed but a new sickness took place - an extreme case of coughing.

I cough in the bathroom, I cough at the dining table during lunch with my mom(Mrs N gave me a day off) and I even cough when I was on the phone with a few important people. To be heard sick is suck! and to let people know that you are is is even sucker! All they say was take a good care of yourself or don't forget to take your med or an extreme of : "tu laa kerje kuat sangat. Bukannye nak mati besok," (trans: Serves you rite! you work far too hard.). It amuses me, still, that people gave me these sorts of advice which inspire me to do something - to appreciate the people around me.

I realize that at the end of the day, the ones we need are these people. So, what should we do? Create good rapport with each and everyone of them.

So what if he is a pain in the ass, to some extend he can be useful to you. Who knows?

So what if she is an emotional bitch, to some extend she may be able to knock some senses to your head and see things differently.

So what if your brother is as stingy as scrooge, to some extend he may be able to make you think that you need to save up some amount of your salary for your future.

These sickness can't be more of a bless rather than an unfortunate event to me. Now, I realize the reason why, once upon a time, I was such a lovable person.

AWAL

I picked up the phone - shaking in extreme coldness of the surrounding despite the red eyes, the dry lips and the thirst that's swelling in my body. At the other end of the line, came a voice which I found comfort within it. He spoke in a manner that a friend will always do.

I knew him once upon a time l for about two years before he moved back to an east-coast state where he studied there the rest of his 8 years. We lost contact ever since.

He was 'large' and I was bad. I called him 'fat' everyday. Although we were not in the same session but we share the same staircase everyday - him to get to his third floor class and I was waiting in front of the staircase (as I was a prefect at that time) waiting for him to come up those steps and wait for the right moment to blurt out my evil and gruesome hatred towards him. As I saw his clean-shaved head, I started to talk to anyone (YES, anyone even though I have no IDEA who they were) in front of me saying stuff that revolved on the topic of FATNESS full blast volume level - so that he'd hear me saying things that put me in the top list of an evil prefect. Come to think of it I was very evil when I was small. I targeted 'weak' students and took their name over and over again for offenses they didn't do and got away with it. It was scary to look at how evil I was when I was small.

AWAL was somehow a cheerful person. He laughed a lot and never failed to make me laughed too. The most extreme gesture he did in reacting to my name calling activities will be a soft punch on my arms. And less that I realized I kinda like that. He is clingy, low profile and a good friend too. He helped most of his classmates with mathematics problems and he didn't mind sharing what he knows with others. He'll listen to you when you have something to say and always be true to himself. You see, this is all happened 12 years ago when he was in standard 2 and I was in standard 5.

"Bai, ko ok ke tak nie?"

"Ok laa sikit bai,"

"Falliq dah bagi ko makan ubat dah?"

"Blom agy"

"Makan ubat taw babi,"

"ye la2,"

I hanged up the phone.

its easier to say.....

People say it is easy. NO its not.

People said that I dont have to be worried. BUT yes, I am worried.

People said that there will be time. YES, Maybe.

People said it is normal. AFTER what I've gone through is it so NORMAL?

People said that it is all about EXPERIENCE. AFTER bad ones...?

People said that SOMETHING are better left alone. BUT if you know MOST of it doesn't it hurt.

People said to take it EASY. NO, love is serious. LOVE is everything to me. SO tell me which part is easy?

AT the end of the day, I am the one here, living it. DO other people THINK of how I FEEL?

I dont wanna it to be easy - because sometimes indirectly it's hard and painful

I dont wanna be worried - so tell me.

I dont want little time with you - I want YOU all to myself.

I dont want it to be normal - because I am NOT.

I dont want to learn it from experience - because they are all dark spots in my memory book.

The truth is I dont wanna know MOST of everything - so everything that I know I tell myself they are all lies.

I dont wanna take it easy - because when I take it easy I feel I dont care for you anymore.

The Things That I am Afraid Of

1) Changes
2) Last Minute Things
3) Myself

I am really afraid of all of the above!

sometimes they drive me nuts and I can't even sleep preparing myself for all of that. I should be better at handling all of that in due time. But I just wanna ignore them. Let me take my time. Don't force me to or I let them be as I wish.

Something BIG!

The meeting ended at about 5.30 pm. Mrs. N packed her stuff and left. Soon my mom, Edmund (yes he was there) and Mellisa Mason left the compound too. Adrian was left at home as he has to attend the afternoon school. He is getting funnier every freaking minutes and most of the time I just wouldn't be there because of the workload that I am handling. I turned on my lappie from its slumber mode and sent a few emails. I flipped open my phone (I CROSSed OUT THE PHONE FROM MY NEW YEAR RESOLUTION LIST - SE Z555i). Yup, I crossed it out of the system on the first of January. Now I am working for my car which will be resolve in two or three weeks - talking about starting the year with a bang!

I did what I have to do. Soon enough I was back tracking what I have published in my blog, some reminded me of my hardship and some bring smiles and laughter to me. All of the sudden, I felt hype up to do more in life based on what I have done and soon enough, I know, I will manage to plan for something really BIG!

A New Year with a BANG

Hey every1! Happy New Year.

Well, obviously, my year began last night with a BANG. A super BANG to be exact. As planned, we (my hubby and I) went to see Anna, our lovely sister in a restaurant not quite far from City Centre Station. As expected people were sardinized in the bullet. Mr Frank came back from his evening class at about 7. We freshened up, changed, switched from train to bus to train again because of the stupid train broke down, and we let three buses went by because they were packed with passengers. Anyways, after all the hard work of cramping myself with other passengers, we managed to reach the station and walk to Avillion.

When we walked to the table booked for us, there were already Anna, Eddie, Emyra and her friend. We hugged, kissed and did the usual stuff and before long we ordered our food, ate it up and soon enough we were counting in unison as midnight approached. And god I swear at that time I missed the surrounding I was in last night. Anyways, we rushed to an opening not in front of Guess and Top Shop boutiques to see the fireworks. I was really excited.

Done with the firewoks, we headed back to our table and soon enough another friend of ours, Suri, came with her boyfriend, Oly, and another friend, Migo. They brought with them a cake to celebrate Suri and Oly's first year anniversary - we cut the cake, consumed it and something happened - Migo drank half a glass of neat Hennessy VSOP in one FUCKING shot! She was gone less than 20 minutes.

After she fell a few times from her chair, laid down on combined chairs and asking for more shots inspired by a few jerks - Eddie included because he's drunk, that was when Anna stood up, took control and god I promise I feel secured seeing her in that condition. She's so protective towards those she cares about. That was a relief to learn. And I know that there will always be someone who will protect me if this sort of thing happens to me. So, she decided to adjourn the gathering by suggesting us to go back with her and an extra baggage - the drunken Migo.

The thing to remember is the car was parked outside the building and hence, the manner of transporting Migo to the car before we get her into another car. She weighed, how should I put this in a politically correct manner, Heavy. So, my strong hubby, Piggy backed her all the way to the car. In the middle of the way when it was our third or fourth stop I think, they take a break, again. she was vomiting and Anna went back to see Eddie to settle the bill. Soon enough she was back with swollen eyes and we resumed our journey of attracting people without failed to look at us. We reached the parking lot, Anna drove the car to where we were and cried and said that she can't drive. So I drove the drunken Migo with Suri at the back.

I drove to their car, with effort of avoiding her moving lifeless hand from the gear, hand break and the door. So it was a bit frantic but its not something new. Reached their car, an older version of Lily (Anna's car), wrestled with Migo for awhile before putting her into the car. Pulled her back out since she wanted to puke, let her rested on the side ways on the grass and I was excited to see the others coming closer. I turned around, I saw Migo was moving a bit and soon enough i watched her, helplessly, rolling down a slope. And I giggled as the rest laughed at my action. There's nothing can be done anymore. She drunk and trust me she couldn't even listen or think about anything at that time. so let her be.

We gathered, Emyra was laughing once in awhile in regards of the experience, Oly was concerned of his girlfriend's best friend. Suri was a bit quiet than the usual. Mr. Frank and Anna took pictures and videos of Migo.Finally, we pushed her in the car as the patrol officers approaching us - we don't wanna make fuss about it and decided to go our seperate ways.

So basically, we help a person from any harm on the first day of the year. And I am proud to be in this. I realized that there are people who take great care of others that are important to them like Anna, Suri and Oly. I learned a new level of friendship and the most important thing, I learned that there are still good people out there like Mr. Frank and Emyra. So don't loose hope!

Happy New Year 2009.