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Month: December 2008


Currently feeling: Sleepy
Currently listening to: Sunday – Sia

Hi all.
Gosh. How long has it been ? Three weeks ? Almost eh.
I apologize for abandoning this space for such a long time.
It’s just that I have been having trouble letting my thoughts out.
Every post I start to write ends up being saved as drafts for some reason.

But nothing much has happened since I last blogged, though.
I started work at Tanglin and I can genuinely say I am loving the place despite having to take a 20 minute walk to and fro from the LRT station. The people there are super nice, super kind, super helpful, super sweet. Just super. Unlike you know where.

Barath turned 23 on the 20th and we all (well, almost all) got together for dinner at La Bodega, Bangsar and after that adjourned to Telawi Street Bistro for some dancing and Barath smashing. I loved the ambience at La Bodega and the food was yummy too. Telawi Street Bistro was nice as we had the lounge all to ourselves. We were out until pretty late but it was a good night. Some pictures are ahead. I stayed over at Feli’s that night and headed home the following day. I wanted to stay a bit later but I had to attend Kak Shena’s wedding later that afternoon.

The Birthday Boy.

Kak Shena’s wedding (she was my senior in high school) was just sooo beautiful !

As usual the whole family and I spent Christmas at Aunt Thelma’s place.
I can honestly say that I stuffed myself with enough turkey and devil curry to last me for a month.
Faiz, Faizal and us went karaoke-ing for a bit in the afternoon.

Karaoke !

I bumped into an old close friend a couple of weeks ago and got to know that he relationship was on the rocks again.
A series of unbelievable shitty events happened since we met and now they are broken up for good. I hope.
I was absolutely speechless (I still am, actually) for I have never met and witnessed a person who thinks so highly of himself.
Aku memang handsome. Aku memang hebat. Aku memang perfect. WTF ?!
Mind you that he is not good looking (at all!) and has nothing. No sound career, no friends, no nothing. All he owns is his exceptionally great lying, cheating and flirting skills.
To make a long story short, he want this friend of mine to lose weight. He thinks she’s fat, ugly and is a loser. He actually said those things to her, among other nasty things. Jerk, no ?
I am not even sure jerk is the appropriate term for him. What’s worse than a jerk ?
You would not believe what she had to endure for the past TEN years of being with him.
She (no matter how she has been to me in the past) deserves way better.
Being with her reminded me so much of what I went through.
I hope she takes me as proof that she can get through this (very) rough patch.
If I can, anyone can.

I am now an owner of a brand new Saga. Alhamdulillah. I received it on Boxing Day and am still thinking of what to call it/her/him.
I love my license plate number. 274 ! Such a cool coincidence OK. Ha, tak ingat lah tu ! *raises an eyebrow*
I swear it was not planned or bought or anything !
I only drove it/her/him for the first time today. Marc brought me to Putrajaya for driving lessons and practice.
I suck.
I would say that I am a bit better than before.
But I still suck and I would not trust myself to drive it/her/him out of Sri Gombak.

Another year has passed, here’s to another 12 months filled with love, happiness, success, smiles and Allah’s blessings. InsyaAllah, Aamin.
Salam Maal Hijrah 1430 everyone.


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lock your doors, people !

Currently feeling: Stuffed
Currently listening to: Nothing

While I was on the phone with Mr. Sunshine, I received a text message last night from one of my housemates at about 11 p.m saying that our apartment has been broken into. My heart stopped beating for a second.
I started thinking about the Saturday night that I spent there alone. I was literally shaking.
At the same time I felt lucky that I decided to pack up and leave for Gombak that Sunday evening after work itself and not wait until Monday morning.
I felt like crying, for reasons I myself cannot comprehend.
Marc, Lene, Linn and I immediately drove to Putrajaya.
A few police officers were there, they were the one who let me into the apartment to check on my room. I was told to just look around and identify whether anything valuable was missing and not touch anything.
It seems that they did not have much trouble getting into the apartment. The main door was not broken or anything.
My room was a total wreck. The door knob was broken.
My clothes were thrown all over. My books. My bags and even my mattress.
The only thing that was in its place was my shoe rack.
They even emptied my pencil case, in hopes of finding cash I think.
They did not take anything except for my RM10 note that I always have stashed in between my clothes for emergency purposes.
I was surprised that they did not even take my Fossil watch. Alhamdulillah.
One of my housemates lost her phone, and another lost her ring.
I guess they did not get away with anything much.
I am still slightly shaken.
I thank God that none of us were at home when it happened.
I thank God that I left the lights on when I was there alone last Saturday night.
I thank God that I decided to bring ALL my valuables back home.
I thank God that I decided not to stay back that Sunday night.
And although I’d be in Gombak for the next two months, can you blame me for not ever wanting to go back to Putrajaya ?

I took the day off today.
I was supposed to start working at Klinik Kesihatan Tanglin.
I’d be going tomorrow.
I would be taking the LRT to Pasar Seni then I’d be walking to the clinic.
Lene helped me find in finding the routes I can use to get to the clinic from the station. There are two different routes that I can use, one involves crossing a main road and walking uphill and the other would mean walking through the underpass where Audrey Melissa Bathinathan was raped and murdered almost ten years ago.
I have yet to decide which way to use. I’ll just go with how I feel tomorrow morning.

Have any of you been to Central Market recently.
I know I might sound like a jakun but that place has realllllly changed tremendously.
I was in total awe. You could ask Lene if you did not believe me.
But given the fact that the last time I was there was about 7 years ago, I should not be so surprised.
But it’s sooooooooooo different.
The toilets are actually nice and clean !

Mr. Sunshine’s car has been giving him some serious problems.
It breaks my heart that he’s all the way there, alone.
I am thinking of paying him a visit to lift his spirits up a bit but I am not sure when or whether Daddy would let me go alone.

People, please be careful.
Please make sure all your doors and windows are locked at all time.
If you’re inside, make sure you can lock it from the inside too.
Keep your lights on if you plan to leave the house for quite some time.
It helps if you could let your neighbours know that you’d be away and ask them to check on your house every now and then.
But then again, these days, you cannnot seem to trust anybody.
I do not even trust the guards at my place.
Whatever it is, just be extra careful.

Wish me luck tomorrow !
I hope the people there are nice.


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Currently feeling: Nervous
Currently listening to: Rewrite – Sia

I work from 1 p.m. to 10 p.m. today.
It’s the after 5 period that I am pretty nervous about.
Oh well.

Annisa and I met up had an early dinner at Cova, The Gardens, yesterday.
She brought some shocking news that left me dumbfounded for a good half an hour or so. I honestly cannot believe how someone can create (and maintain) SIXTY fake profiles and lie to everyone, including her family and friends. That’s just so sick. I really do not get why she has to go to that extent. All that time and effort just to lie ?
I am one of the many who were fooled OK. Darn it. All the birthday wishes and messages. I feel so stupid. I’m just stupid, she has mental issues. I feel sorry for her.
I am currently deleting all those non existent people from my friends list.
Gosh, the craziness we’re surrounded in this world, eh ?

After enjoying our Vanilla Creme Brulee.

I feel like going back to bed.


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