Friday, October 28, 2011

Another Day, Another Story. Read Between the last Lines

My dad cooked for lunch and as always left the kitchen messy (messy is apparently an understatement). So, cutting the story really short, I cleaned up after him. And don't worry, I spent my whole life there (exaggeration coz you don't want to clean a kitchen after a guy just used it).

I made a promise to treat myself to Starbucks in the evening.

Went to Alamanda. So excited to see people and being alone that I didn't buy any coffee at all.

Went inside the MPH. Browsing books but I only have Jodi Picoult in mind. While looking around, I found a magazine with Britney Spears' picture as the cover. I have been looking at this particular edition and I couldn't find it anywhere so I just read the article from the Internet (so much for a fan, huh?).

Finding it there, I bought it of course!

Browsed again for Jodi Picoult's books. Found one that I haven't read. The title is 'Sing You Home' if I'm not mistaken. But I didn't buy it. Went inside the MPH hoping to come out with a Jodi Picoult's book but ended up with a magazine.

Congratulations Bazilah *pat on the back real hard!

I feel that there is little left of Jodi Picoult's books for me to read. I'm not bold enough to try other authors coz I don't want to be let down. Used to love Danielle Steele but after I found Picoult, I don't bother to read Steele's novels anymore (they're too romantic and the characters always have sex and a detailed one at that). My first Picoult novel is 'The Pact' and I had fever when reading it then. I have never experienced anything like it before. But I still like Steele especially her book about her son, the good looking Nick Traina! And oh, she's Britney's favourite author too! How's that for a coincidence? I am meant to be with Britney la.

The real questions are:

Should I move on?

Should I try and venture on new authors, new perspectives? And if so, who should I read? Will I make a wrong decision again like many times before?

I shouldn't hold on to things that I am always comfortable with, should I?

Saturday, October 22, 2011

Elephant Part 2

1.       When I was taking the robe for my convocation in UUM, I can suddenly see too many ‘Aslams’ around. And I miss goin to class there because I would always bump into Aslam on the way to class. Me with NAV and Aslam with his famous white scooter and his long-sleeved shirt and his sling bag. Though he is known for bunking classes, I can guarantee that I always bumped into him. Maybe that’s because I bunk many classes then too. God, UUM practically has no rules. No one cares whether or not you’re in the class. The students there suddenly look like Aslam. Now, I’m no longer a student and there’ll be no more Aslam with his scooter.


2.       There was this one class during foundation (I forgot the subject’s name). It is the one class I hate the most because we were always required to do (measure) something. This means that we have to move our muscles. Since entering maktab, I personally have become a lazy bum. So, I dreaded the class. There’s this one time, we were required to measure every inch of a friend’s face because there’s a correct measurement of a perfect face. My partner is of course Dalwin. She measured my face and of course la, definitely la, my face is not symmetrical. She, being Dalwin that she is laughed out loud and kinda announced to the whole class. Faqih, sitting nearby, laughed too. God, I miss those moments when I was a very confused young lady. Haha.


3.       I had a baby picture of me that I gave to my ex-boyfriend. Madam Chiang was in the class and I had Dalwin’s IC. The picture is funny (sorry girl, but it is). I showed it to Mdm Chiang (Mdm Chiang is the only lecturer that I’m fond of. I really like her and am comfortable with her despite others being terrified of her strict and serious way of teaching. I love her!). Dalwin quickly ran and gave my baby picture to her. Nothing special happened but I remember it because for once, the class is not so tense.


4.       Sivaji the Boss is such a phenomenon in my class this one time. I haven’t watched the movie but my TEYL 2 buddies acted like it’s an object from space. Because I have no interest in it, I cannot exactly remember the things they discussed about the movie. They (although not everybody) were passing the movie around like it’s a must-watch.


5.       Speaking of movies, me and my roommate with Ahlam and Ainnul used to watch movies together in my room. That was trillion years ago when we have no such things as assignments and the classes were only about introducing ourselves. I would always be the one to sleep first. I just cannot stand movies. I would practically sleep while standing if I’m bored out of my skull. I sleep in cinemas for every movies I went except Phobia 1, 300, and Stardust (no exaggeration here). Like I’ve said before, my roommate said that I can sleep even if I have drunk a bucket of coffee.


6.       When we were introducing ourselves during the first few classes, Udin would always say ‘Charriot’ whenever I introduced myself. The song was famous at the time. I didn’t understand the reason for calling me that at first but (bukan nk perasan ye) one day, a friend called out my name and I heard it wrong. It sounds like he said ‘Charriot’. So maybe that’s why Udin called me Charriot.


7.       After Farid and I are no longer an item, Hisham would always ask me out. I don’t know his intentions but I always feel like he’s saving me from staying sad and depressed. But I was shy because we were not always close and I was afraid that he might say that I’m the most boring girl he ever hangs out with. He always laughs at my jokes when I feel they are too dumb to be laughed at. But Hisham’s a sweetie. Back then, there were no Rapid Penang buses. We went out with these yellow buses; Milan. And I swear to God, I was crying in the bus once and he was there, listening and watching me being pathetic. He’s there. Just there for me.


8.       Speaking of crying, Zul has once (more like million times) watched me cried. But this one’s special because I was practically crying my heart out (you know, with all the liquid in my body pouring out from every single pores on my body). He listened to me being foolish and he gave me his vest (he was wearing this famous vest for forever then. It’s the vest’s phase) to dry my tears. Then, he gave me his thin tie. I was such a dork (still am). I think I was doing a great job making him feel disgusted at me but he didn’t show it though. Haha.. Thanks babe.


9.       I think this is not something that needs to be refreshed. Puvi can remember this her whole lifetime. We went out. I was new to driving and we went to this one place in Penang, near Gurney (I forgot the name of the place. God, my brain is not functioning properly due to the 6 months of doing nothing). There were Indians everywhere. I don’t know what festival they were celebrating. Like I said, I was new to driving. Swear to God. At that point in time, I have been driving four to five times my whole life. I drove into a guy’s feet. His friend started to kick and bang my car. There was a swarm of people that I cannot just take off. I know Puvi must be really embarrassed. Sorry girl. I was not feeling well that night. I just came back from KL. I was sad because I was not going to see my mum again for a long period of time and I was having a headache. You apologized to me later because you said the trip was supposed to be fun. Haha. You don’t need to apologize. We were having fun in a way.


10.   Shah, do you know you’re a sweetie. Some people can get offended by my words though I don’t mean them. By the way, I think that the people who get teased by others are those that are lovable. But some people just cannot take jokes. But with you, I know I can say whatever, and you’ll be just fine. When I saw you from a distant, I know I can smile and tease you without worrying whether you’ll be taking it the wrong way. Thanks buddy.


11.   Okay, this is probably embarrassing for me but I have to write it out. Dalwin had a crush on Bakthiar (I think it still applies now) and it was a new thing then. It is not as famous a thing as it is now though. I am the few people that know about this crush then. Hisham and Bakhtiar wanted to borrow Dalwin’s notes during one examination period. Dalwin was so nervous she had to call me out to accompany her to give the notes to Hisham and Bakthiar. Before they were leaving, Bakthiar said thanks to Dalwin for lending the notes, to Hisham for something and he turned to me and said thanks for wearing the red sweater I was wearing. Before I proceed, let me tell what happened before. It was early in the morning (for me) when Dalwin asked me to accompany her and I was still sleeping but Dalwin insisted that it’s not a big deal to go out in front of the building without taking a shower. I didn’t wear bras. Since Dalwin was in a hurry, she said no one can see my ‘you-know-what’. I took out a red sweater to cover them up. Being me, I made such a fuss about my assets being clear as day. She assured me that they’re not and I believed her. So, when Bakhtiar said his gratitude to me for wearing the sweater, I quickly turned to Dalwin. I flipped out. Malu kut. Bakhtiar and Hisham looked at each other. Puzzled. I quickly ran into Pala feeling really embarrassed and Dalwin on cloud nine. We discussed about the situation and Dalwin again reassured me that Bakthiar is just being polite. Hisham called later and asked about the incident. Though I’m reluctant, we told what happened and Bakthiar; at the background, assured me that he was just saying that because he didn’t know what else to say to me. So, I basically blew the cover up myself. Malu okay!


12.   It was recess and Dalwin wasn’t in the class yet when some of the boys (the leader is Aje and Hazwan) planned to act like Sin Chan’s mother (I forgot the name. See, I told you I forget everything now) with both their pointing fingers to the eyebrows. When Dalwin’s back, they said a famous phrase from Sin Chan’s mother together. It looked spontaneous. Dalwin was shocked. That was funny man. Back then, they love to tease Dalwin on her eyebrows. My favourite would be the joke about the outcome of Dalwin and Yazid’s (Dalwin has a short crush on Yazid then) marriage. That is plain mean guys! But funny nonetheless!! Haha. There was one about Dalwin’s eyebrows being similar to the McD mascot. Dalwin would get furious but she’s a softie that people still love her. Aje would always be behind these teases. He would laugh at things as if that’s the funniest thing he ever heard. Now that we were no longer classmates, I miss his laughs and other itsy bitsy details of TEYL 2.


Too much information for now. I hope there’ll be a part 3. It all depends on the mood.
*Buat warna2 sebab tak nak bagi bosan. Big 'L' for me.

Thursday, October 20, 2011

Count On Me

This song is definitely goin to be famous like his other songs. No doubt about it. So, I dedicate this song to the really few friends I have. Here's 'Count On Me' by Bruno Mars.

If you ever find yourself stuck in the middle of the sea
I'll sail the world to find you
If you ever find yourself lost in the dark and you can't see
I'll be the light to guide you

Find out what we're made of
What we are called to help our friends in need

You can count on me like one, two, three
I'll be there and I know when I need it
I can count on you like four, three, two
And you'll be there 'cause that's what friends
Are supposed to do, oh yeah, ooh, ooh

If you toss and you turn and you just can't fall asleep
I'll sing a song beside you
And if you ever forget how much you really mean to me
Everyday I will remind you

Find out what we're made of
What we are called to help our friends in need

You can count on me like one, two, three
I'll be there and I know when I need it
I can count on you like four, three, two
And you'll be there 'cause that's what friends
Are supposed to do, oh yeah, ooh, ooh, yeah, yeah

You'll always have my shoulder when you cry
I'll never let go, never say goodbye

You can count on me like one, two, three
I'll be there and I know when I need it
I can count on you like four, three, two
And you'll be there 'cause that's what friends
Are supposed to do, oh yeah, ooh, ooh

You can count on me 'cause I can count on you

*It's weird that I collect these phone numbers for the past six years and when I feel like talking and trashing or even crying, I don't know who to call when I look up at the numbers. It's like I don't have any numbers in the first place.

*Don't get me wrong. There are few that I love and that as the song suggests, I would do anything to these wonderful people.It is just that there are really few of those and I really have learnt to save my heart for the right ones.

Thursday, October 13, 2011

Updates

1. Went through Zul's convo pictures and there were pictures of places in Penang. I miss Penang like so damn much. I miss going to Padang Kota Lama late at night. I miss freakin everything.

2. I sense that a girl friend of mine is very sad. Dear, be strong. If my assumption is correct, I think you deserve much better than him. Trust me. And yes, you're right, leave it all to Allah and He knows what's best for you.

3. Watched a video of one 18 year-old who just legally converted to Islam. Praise to Allah for giving her a chance to see the light. Seriously, I'm scared like shit. I am born a Muslim but I cannot guarantee that I'm much better than a non-Muslim. Subhanallah. I don't want to be one of those that are born Muslim but do not practices Islamic rules. Sumpah aku takut. Takut alpa. Dunia. Bisikan syaitan. Takut dipalingkan dari kebenaran. Hidup yang tak menentu. Hati aku pernah tak tenang. Sekarang pun bukan sepanjang masa tenang. Syaitan seronok. Takut!!

4. I was so used to being criticized by my sisters when growing up. Then, I went to IPG and the people there; they seem to be born teachers. They are so nice that my jokes seem to be harsh to them. I began to learn 'their language'. Now, going back to where I'm from, certain jokes and harsh words can bring tears to my eyes. Pathetic me. I should be stronger. Adjusting back; today my mum's friend talked to me in a very very very soft and well-mannered tone. She left me speechless. Haha. As a conclusion, I am torn in between now. I cannot accept people who are too harsh and I cannot be with too soft a person. I wish I can be the old me. The free-spirited, the true, the original me.

Wednesday, October 12, 2011

Saturday, October 8, 2011

Post-convocation

Sorry, I have to start with the ‘post-convocation’ story because it touches me the most. Convocation day was one hell of a hectic day. I didn’t really care anymore about the scorching sun. I was trying hard to make my mum comfortable (as the weather was quite warm) and finding my peeps. I saw them smiling. I wanted to say so much but I know that my sis must have been sweating and uncomfortable and I know that my dad was not in a good mood (duhh!). And though my mum didn’t say anything, I know that she must not feel at her most comfortable. Therefore, I run as fast as I can to some of my friends and saying few words when the fact is I wanted to hug the life out of them.
After a few shots (bunyi nk mcm model je), I went to return the robe and again saw a few rushing friends. I didn’t get to say much. It was stuck deep in my fucking throat. Even Hazwan didn’t make fun of me (see? I am serious about how people were rushing).
It’s when driving back to Putrajaya that it hit me that I will no longer see the other 76 of my friends in the same room again. That’s when I cried. And I was listening to Blink 182’s new album Neighborhoods, for God’s sake. Only sad songs make me emotional but this time around, I really cried listening to Blink’s songs. I was thinking of Syirah and how she would keep me company late at night when I was driving. I remembered how I laughed with Ming, how Dalwin was once really close with me that we would go out together almost every day. I remembered how I spent my time with my boyfriend then but that was a long time ago that I feel that we were so young. And I remembered so much more that it hurts till now; when I’m typing this fucking sentence.
To make it worst, being the ‘adik’ that I am, I did all the carrying bags stuff when I am supposed to be enjoying my convocation day. I think in a few days, I’ll be having my PMS because semua nak emosional je skrg!!!!
Worst, I overslept until noon the following day and I was having a nightmare. A really scary one, I swear to God. If nightmares are the devil’s way of trying to test us, they really got me. I was scared. I hate them!!! I didn’t cry but I’m crying inside until this very moment.
And till this moment, I’m tired emotionally that it affects me physically.
I miss my friends. I didn’t get to hug Dalwin and Puvi (they’re the best huggers). I didn’t get to hug and hold hands with Pavitra. I didn’t get to say what’s on my mind to my beautiful friends.
I didn’t get to see Siti, talk to Udin, and laugh with my crazy fun friend, Zul and the others. I didn’t get to make fun at Yazid and being teased back. Hazwan, Fikri, Hisham, both Afiqs, Ainnul. Gosh, almost everybody!
My friends, please know that I love you guys and I just wish that one day, we’ll meet again!

Can anyone make me feel better? FUCK!!!

(Sorry for the rude words in this post. Really fucked up)