Di mana dia Laksa Johor saya?

I wanted very much to go to Dewan Perdana Buka Puasa buffet. It's the only place that I recalled, served a mean Laksa Johor. Cukup sifat and rempahnya. Unfortunately, in 2009 it was fully booked. Fully booked nak duduk makan kat parking lot pun dah penuh.

So last year we went to Concorde Inn KLIA, all the way in Sepang. Not a bad spread at all. Not bad sebab ada goreng pisang cecah dgn sambal kicap to save the day. Ooh.. pastu dia ada serve grilled Venison. Hebat!

This year I vow that I must have the laksa johor at Dewan Felda. Dengan darjah kepoyoan yang tinggi, it was 5 days before puasa... I made the booking. At first tak jumpa pulak no phone Dewan Felda ni. The number that I have seems no longer valid. Surfing the net, high and low... I finally found it. Yippee.. So I call them up, tanya ni Dewan Felda eh.. Orang tu kata ye. So I made the reservation. Bangga gila uols. Bangga sebab konon macam pandai la buat booking awal-awal.

Tibalah hari-hari yang dinanti-nantikan. Pagi tu, ada orang call nak confirmkan petang ni datang. Mesti la datang dik ooi! Pukul 6 petang, semua orang dah keluar rumah sebab takut jam. Punyalah la kiasu, akak siap guna SMART Tunnel tu walaupun tak jam sangat. Sepantas kilat dah sampai. Lagi poyo, parking kat basement Dewan Felda pulak. Konon takut hujan. Naik lift dari basement, nak pergi ke ballroom. Bila pintu bukak... Haikkk... apasal semua orang berbaju kurung, bersampin songket tenunan melayu bagai ni. Lantak korang la.. akak datang nak makan je. Takde masa nak iron baju kurung. Sambil orang yang dressed up to the nine to ignore kitaorg, kitaorg pun jalan la masuk dewan tu. Haiiik kali kedua. Mana pulak orang reception ni. Meja kitaorang no berapa ni. Eh.. ni macam lain macam je. Macam private function je malam ni. Kitaorg pun keluar balik. Tengok kat board tu.. memang ada private function. Haik haik haik haik.

Nasib kitaorang sampai awal. Sempat la stop semua orang dari masuk hall tu and jadi sama malu dengan kitaorg. Call balik number yang call pagi tadi. Dik.. yang akak book ni, kat mana ni dik. Oh.. ni kat Anjung Felda. Ha? Anjung felda? (Where the *bleeep* *bleeep* freaking *blleeeeeep* is that? APAKEJADKEJADHAR is anjung? Aku nak pergi dewan. Tak nak duduk kat anjung-anjung rumah orang ni.) Ha, dekat dengan entrance nak masuk Dewan Felda ni kak.

WHHOOTTT? Kakak aku pun start la membebel as usual. So semua orang pun start looking around, mana pulak Anjung ni? Pusing-pusing parking lot tu.. takde la jauh pun. Akhirnya jumpa la Anjung. It's like a small house tucked away in between Dewan Perdana and Dewan Merak Kayangan. Loorrrr. Mana pulak pintu masuk ni. Rupanya kitaorang masuk dari belakang. Finally, we found the reception and got our table no. No 44. Ya salam... but it turns out to be a great spot. It's inside, far away from other people and near to the surau ladies. Food was not bad either. I went ga ga over the Mandy Rice and ayam rempah. They also had pulut durian and tempe.

And at first glance, ingat ada Laksa Johor.. but turns out to be Mee Kari. Oh no! Tak merasa lagi Laksa Johor nampaknya. Damn it. So near yet so far :( Ni la yang dinamakan takde rezeki.

Fuhhh.. tapi, lepas melantak... all the poyo and blame game had melt away. Sorry lah ye seluruh kaum keluarga. Kesilapan teknikal telah berlaku. Tipah tertipu! Turns out Dewan Perdana had a different number. And is slightly cheaper than this place.

This year our buka puasa get together coincide with Hanani's 15th birthday.
Happy Birthday, kakak!



Laksa Johorku, sesunguhnya tiada jodoh jugak tahun ni.Next year perhaps? Semoga dizinkan Allah hendaknya. Aminnn.

Terkenyus

Definition of terkenyus: disappointment accompanied by a pain in at the edge of your heart due to the inability to put blame on others or lashed out anger.

Sadness, nausea and headache may also surface as sympthoms if prolonged. Normally, those who suffered this will rendered speechless. Only sleep and god's will can assist those who suffered from it.

Example of usage: Kereta saya sudah terbarai dan kena bayar RM8000 untuk dibaiki. Saya terkenyus apabila mendengarnya.

Orang N9 kata - Tak dapek la acik nak nolong do.

Orang Johor kata - Terkenyus dah.

Blerrghhhhhhhhhhhhh. Where do I begin?

Maybe it started of the week before when I start to notice that my fan did not stop after the engine was switched off. The car was this way when I first got

it 4 and half years ago. It slowly went away and I just don't give a tiny rats ass about it. A few people notice it. To quote them:

"Eii freakyy"

"Ehh scarry la.."

My reply was: "Oh it's ok... it's like that". Kepala hotak aku berjambul.

Then a few days before it happened, I drove the poor thing to F1. Suddenly the aircond became warm. It's obviously not acceptable as tempreature was soaring high. But the situation fixed itself almost immediately. So biar lagi.

Came the fateful day. I was driving in Rempit mode as usual along MEX highway. Half way, the aircond is acting up again..... I pulled over when it became unbearable. That's when I notice the indicators were going crazy. What the F is this indicator for. Hmmm... ok I just want to make it to the office so that I will not die from heat stroke by the roadside. So after puji-pujian kepada Allah SWT, I started the car. Shit tak boleh.. tried again after a few time....accompanied with the usual movie cliche line "comeee onnnn"... ahhh it did start up. still lagi nak put on the aircond, never mind that it's now a heater rather than an aircond. Nevermind that the sweat that is now poring from every pores imaginable on my body. Then I notice that the tempreture gauge had hit maximum. And the indicators are still blinking. Nak sampai office... nak sampai office....

I made it to the U turn to my office, but dropping the gear down caused the car to stall and die again. malu ni toksah cerita la sebab kereta-kereta lain yang nak U turn semau tengok aku. Come onnnnn..... ha boleh start. Drive further... almost made it to the boom gate of the office... mati lagi. Arghhhhh.....manage to start the car again. Just park it outside the office. And walked in.

While waiting the PC to boot up, told my officemate that the car is acting up. Everyone, bless them, were sharing their expert view. I smsed my friend at Protong, who told me to call their 24 hours helpline. I made a frantic call to them. Their advice was don't drive the car. It seems that your car had overheat. Tow it to the nearest service center. I asked them about the weird indicator. Ok it's not weird.. just that I want to know what it is. I tried to describe it as analog looking line.. (now that I looked at it.. it looks like intersecting hills). The guy was asking me if it looks like a tree. Ha? Tak la.. rasa kelakar pulak.

Back to the car, am I going to tow it? Of course not. Didn't he know that I had majored in Automotive Engineering, minor aeronautical engineering. Am now writing a paper in micro combustion system powered by human spit for small vehicle for my PHD. Towing my car? Never.

So, I decided that I would drive my car home and tmmorrow, check it with the workshop nearby my house. But in the meantime, let's do a field trip and poke around under the hood. After the weather cool down a bit, a throng of us trotted outside the office. Oh before that, everyone joining please bring a bottle of water. The idea was to hose down the car.

Right, let's open the hood. The radiator as expected was bone dry. Pour in water. Fire up the engine. It started up, but soon we notice that the water level in the radiator soon decreases... and we ran out of water to top it up. Hahahahhahahahahah... Ok la. give up. Let's wait tonight, and just drive the car home
after my shift. My colleagues said, why don't you check out the towing service just in case. If it's free, why not. So called up my insurance and of course not surprising towing service is not covered. La dee daa. Protong gave me a number to call. I called up the guy and he quote me a reasonable price. I told him, I'll call again if I need his service. That's my plan B.

Plan A is to drive the car home but accompanied by a safety. Safety car being my sis or brother following me home tonight.

Came nightfall and end of my shift. Bro and sis came with load of water bottle. Fire the car up again. It started... and bro suggested... Jgn tunggu lagi... drive je la cecepat. So kick in Extreme Rempit mode... and drove it away. This is of course not a fool's proof plan. It crumbled within the first 5 minutes... we came to a junction, which I need to turn right.. and since I was a few minutes in front... I suddenly saw my safety car turn left at the junction. Oh bugger... now my safety car it heading in opposite direction. To make it more interesting my sis who's now in my car said, " Kau tau tak phone dia tak boleh call out? ... and dia sebenarnya dah tak nampak malam-malam ni" Ya rabbiiiiiiii. Apa ke maknanya. Kot mati lagi kereta ni kat tempat gelap.. tak nak aku. Right, so now let's double back.. and call him ASAP.. the route his on has only 1 U turn and if he missed it... It will take him another 20
minutes to find a way back. So remember that my car can't slow down.... but I had to come to a traffic light. The car as expected... slowly cugging off and died. Nicely at the traffic light.

HAHAHAHAHHAHAHA bloody hahahah.

Try to start it again, but failed. In the meantime, Bro had of course missed the u turn and now driving in the night, blind and slightly lost. so what's left but plan B. The tow guy sounded decent and he knows how to get here. Nasib baik. So both of us got out of the car and try to maintain cool status. The college kids kept on whizzing by and looking at us. Since there's nothing else to do, I snap a few pics of my car. If anyone can guess where exactly this is will win a mystery gift from me.

Eventually the Bro showed up. And when we were just about to go to a mamak stall, the tow guy called and said that this within the area. He's tow truck was kinda cool. It's a flatbed. It has a small winch that could pull up my car. Really easy peasy. He even brought his wife and kid to accompany him. We told him where to send the car, and he knows the place as well. We drove back in Bro's car and waited at the workshop. Soon, ketibaan tetamu terhormat, keretaku sayang. Winch the car down again. But since it can't start, we had to push it while bro sit in and manuvered the car. Hilanglah cool. But at least it's already at the workshop. Tomorrow have to walk to the workshop and wait for it to open.

The next day

I thot the shop will open at 9. Rupanya 8.30am. Hahahah sempat lagi tgk Friends satu round. Sampai kedai itu apek dah bagi pandangan maut sebab kereta aku sudah block kedai dia. Anyhoo, explained to him about my plight. He's said this could be many splendoured things. My radioator, my water pump, my hu, my ha.

So I said, open it up and let me know the worst. He spent the next 3 hours taking the whole thing out. The verdict?

I HAVE FRIED MY CAR.

Brilliant. Now, I have to replace a few of other stuff because the car can't even start. And the star of the show is this part call Cylinder Head which is going to cost me one of my kidney. %$#@!!!())^%%$#@@!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I asked the guy if can get 2nd hand part. He made a few calls. No. How about Enjin potong. Call around again. No.

Apek: "So macam mana kak"

Akak: " Saya nak balik rumah dulu, nangis. Nanti petang saya datang".

At home, I googled whatever that I could googled. The diagnose seems to match up with what the Apek told me. But still, I called a friend who is a car buff and he told me...yes it's very hard to get 2nd hand parts. But see if you don't need to change the part. "Ni macam kau nak kena kencing aje ni" Yeah I know... but now my engine is on the floor. ON THE FLOOR. Either I asked them to put everything again and tow it to another place. Or just asked them to proceed. Bro and me went to the shop again in the evening and it's the same story. Hmm, dengan berat hati, I asked them to proceed. There goes my saving(yang kononnya nak bayar hutang credit card).

SAYA SUDAH TERKENYUS.

So, the next day they proceed with the what nots. I estimated that I'll be without a car for at least another week. It was wednesday. On Thursday, I took the train to work. The waiting really sucks and the heat... OMGG. But I survived. I reckon a few more days of this, I could at least shred a pound or two.

Well that was Thursday. Nasib la Friday cuti. Over the weekend, aku pun pergi la melawat kereta tu di wad kecemasan. Eh, apek tu kata petang maybe dah boleh siap. Yipeee... celaka dah bayar cepat la pulak siap. True enough at 4pm the shop called. I can picked up my car. Seems that the car is now able to start but then it's jerking like a a bronco horse especially when dropped to low gear. The apek said, the ignition coil needs to be changed which means money money. Hek ele... tak kuasa aku... takpe la.. asal boleh jalan.

So come Monday, I drove the car to office. Tak sampai 10 minit, mati lagi enjin. Ni sudah tak boleh jadi. I decided to take the day off and send the car to the actual service center. Dah la kakak reception tu buat peleceh plak. Dia kata kita akan buat yang booking aje. Aku dah fed up aku pun cakap kat dia.. "Ye lah kak... Nak buat macam mana. Mana la saya nak tahu kereta ni nak rosak hari ni. Kalau tak dah dari minggu lepas lagi saya buat booking". Dengan muka tapai akak tu pun isi la segala mak nenek form utk aku. Sighhh...The story is the same. Please change your ignition coil. Ye la .. tukar la. It cost another RM700.

After that, baru la ok kereta tu. But yeah, it's not the same. Aku sudah takut nak merempit. Maybe the engine will still need some reconditioning (whatever that means). Aku sesungguhnya tak tau nak kata apa. Semua orang suruh beli kereta baru. As much as I want to, I still owe a lot on this car. So nak tak nak akan aku pakai la... sehingga ke titisan terakhir.

Akhir kata, terima kasih la kepada semua yang telah memberikan nasihat, kata-kata semangat, sokongan dan juga yang tolong menghantar dan mengambil saya di mana-mana. Yang tolong gelak pun ada, but appreciate it all for making me laugh in times of frustration.





I think this song will always remind me of this episode.

Smile - Charlie Chaplin

Smile
tho'
your heart is aching,
Smile
Even though it's breaking,
When there are clouds in the sky- You'll get by,
If you
Smile through your fear and sorrow,
Smile and maybe tomorrow
You'll see the sun come shining through- For you.
Light up your face with gladness,
Hide ev'ry trace of sadness,
Altho' a tear may be ever so near,
That's the time you must keep on trying,
Smile- What's the use of crying,
You'll find that life is still worthwhile,
If you just smile.

Now, who can top this?..

What's the most embarrasing thing that had ever happenned to you? Crapped in your pants? Went to an interview with a whole in your pants? Wet the bed? Well... it's not embarrasing if no one notice. If you got the job, who cares.

What I'm about to write has been what's the most embarassing thing that ever happened to me (to date ..heheh). It's true. I do not make this up.

If you feel like peeing, please stop reading and go 'kench' now. You have been warned.

Picture this. You're going to a concert that you have looking been forward to. You dress up for the occassion. You accessorized (for gosh sake!). Your friend notice you put on some make-up (well.. had to, to cover the sudden attack of the monster zit).

You do feel a bit queasy..maybe it was something you ate.... or maybe you started to feel tired after half a day of Extreme Shopping ...but hey! nothing will stop you from going to this concert. You have been counting every second for the past weeks for this. Tickets, check! Camera, check! Wallet, check! Zit under control, err...tapi boley la, check! Jom, let's go!

The concert was a blast! Your got superb seats! Concert started on time. The sound system was kick-ass! The singer did everything that you thought she would do. It's all good. 3/4 of the concert... here comes that queasy feeling again. This time you notice that your head is pounding to the sound of the bass on the speaker. Nah...you can't be sick. Heck, you can still get up and konon groove to the music (Ya right). You must be hungry. In between of the cheering and clapping, you secretly fantasized - a good nasi goreng cina. Yummm.

The concert was over. But not your headache which by now has scaled up 10 times than an hour ago. You summoned your inner chi..or what's left of it. You still have it under control. You thought you can walk it off. Fresh air might do some good.Huk huk huk..

By now, your headache has displayed its evil self on your face. There's a saying, muka dah macam tapai basi. That's you. That's your face. You just thought, let's get out of here. So you agreed to board the bus.

If this was a movie, the audience would be able to look back and say.. "Noooo, you should have not board the bus". Or perhaps they would rewind to 10 minutes before, when your friend went to the toilet and you refuse to follow because you choose to summon your inner, screwed-up chi.

" Damn it girl.. you should went to the toilet tadi"

If you only knew...

So now, you're on the bus. Your chi level is depleting by the second... yet, you still have the strength to answer the mat salleh sitting in front of you. Let me describe the seating charts.. so that the story that follows would make a better sense. Imagine, bus Intrakota.. at the front of the bus, behind the driver.. the seats are place parallel facing each other. A few seats after that, the seats will start to be in the normal 2 by 2 rows. You are seating in the first seat of these 2 x 2 rows. Next to you, is an apek listening to god knows what on his MP3 player. In front of him, is the mat salleh and his friends. Your friends are sitting 2 rows behind, maybe.. near the door.

The mat salleh, felt that you would know where Hard Rock Cafe is.. (perhaps by deducing that you're partly dress to go there :P), asked you which is the nearest stop to get there. You said sorry, you're not local and don't even know where this bus is heading. So he turned and asked the apek next to you..."Perhaps you would know which stop it is nearest to Hard Rock Cafe, sir?". What the apek answered was maybe perhaps that sealed the deal... He asked back " You want to go coffee shop is it?". Ha ha.

But wait.. this is not a story about the apek. He's just a mere sub-plot.

The Mat Salleh was not satisfied with his answer, got up and asked other mat salleh in the bus pulak. And you should thank your lucky stars for it. (Ya, Right!)... Remember your queasy feeling? It's now bubbling up and felt like it will explode any second. By now, the bus is full with people standing.... The bus came to a sharp corner and you saw that the bus driver practically did a maut corner baring... You swayed a little... lost your concentration a bit there... and here it comes... Blurpp... you threw up in your throat... Oppss.. inner chi.. innner chii.... too late....

Blerrghhhhh.... half of your stomach content.. is on your baju... dripping down to your favorite jeans, soaking thru your underpants. And suddenly your headache cleared and reality struck. It struck hard. YOU ARE ON A PUBLIC BUS FULL OF PEOPLE, and YOU HAVE JUST BARFED ALL OVER YOURSELF!

OMG!

The apek next to you fled the scene. Thank you very much.. or maybe it was his stop. Who cares.

The HRC Mat salleh still talking to his mat salleh friends. Far from the mess.

The crowd next to you parted... there's this one nyonya.. scrambling to get you tissue. Which at this point, what's the use. You could just wipe your hands on your jeans and dab your mouth on your sleeves.. No one is going to be any wiser. Nevertheless, thank you nyonya. You took the pack of tissue anyway.

Your friend appeared next to you.." Eh, what happen to you? Jom la turun sini"

Thank you again to the nyonya for being your PR representative "She's not well..." she answered on your behalf.

Without turning back, you jumped down the bus.

No idea if your vommit actually hit the floor or the bus seat coz you think most of it was on you. Sorry la apek driver. You still remember his happy face.. as if saying to himself yeay.. this is the last trip. After this going home already. Perhaps he's not smilling anymore now.. knowing that he needs to clean up the puke at the end of his shift. To the people on the bus, sorry from the bottom of my heart. I did not meant it to end this way.Hehaw.

One look at you, your friend said.."Beb, I'm sorry.. but this is so funny. Aku nak gelak"

"Yes.. I know.. aku pun nak ketawa jugak.. just that I can't bring myself to it. Damn it, for this.. I get all dressed up. Poyo sial!"

-------HAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHA burpp....

HAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAH-------

Eh, but wait. Where the heck are we? Shit.. stop apa ni? Here comes the next adventure.

"Nak naik teksi ke?"

"Eii I don't think so.. I smelled mcm lori sampah ok."

"Ok jom la kita jalan.. macam dah dekat je ni nak balik hotel. Aku tanya direction sat"

A moment later...

"Ha dia kata.. jalan terus... then belok kanan"

And walk we went...

"Beb.. aku rasa kita mcm prostitute, jln mcm org gila tgh mlm buta ni"

"Hahahah.. takde la.. sebab kita mcm cheerful aje..."

... And walked further we went

"Eh ni building apa ni? Kat mana ni"

"Ha, sat tgk map ni... where the heck are we. Eh ni building jurisdiction ke apa jadah tah ni"

"Ha.. ni tadi church tu.. kita kat sini la.. so mcm mana eh"

"Eh mcm salah je ni beb... I say we went that way"

"Eh tak la.. mcm sini je"

" Sat cuba tgk building kat sana tu.. familiar tak? Ada ke hotel ni dekat hotel kita"

"Mcm takde je..."

... Ok, jalan je la lagi...

"Beb, aku serious rasa org kata kita mcm pros siut..Sial la mesti orang kat bas tadi ingat aku dah minum tak ingat dunia.. pastu tetiba hangover."

"hahahahah mana ada..."

"Eh, beb... sat.. aku rasa aku nak muntah lagi la...Nak muntah kat tong sampah tu"

"Pergi..pergi cepat"

.... there goes the other half of your stomach content. By now, perhaps the taxis that was whizzing by probably thinking, look at that drunken pros! vomitting by the roadside. Tak malu! Celaka la kau.

.... ok I'm good, can continue with the journey...

"Eh ni building apa pulak.. aku tak pernah jumpa pun"

"Eh, beb belakang kita ada polis la.. cuba kau tanya"

..here comes the cop.

"Kitaorang nak jalan balik hotel kat Arab Street"

"Hah? Nak jalan sampai Arab street... mcm jauh je. Tak pernah dibuat dek orang"

..well, orang pun tak pernah muntah dlm bas agaknya. Tonite, nothing is impossible!

"Takpe la.. you jalan terus ni, lepas tu 2nd traffic light, belok kanan...then terus lagi. Tapi jauh ni tau. Nanti ada bus stop naik la bus ke teksi"

..... so we came to a bus stop

"Eh aku give up la.. jom naik teksi"

...nasib la ada teksi nak berhenti...rupanya mcm jauh la jugak nak sampai situ. Dalam teksi, tu tetiba ada bus berhenti sebelah teksi tu. Baru terperasan, shit.. there's a camera showing the whole fricking bus for the driver to see. Damn it Malik. Mesti driver tu tadi nampak... Damn it again, they definitely have a tape of me barfing in public.

"Beb, aku rasa by now.. muka aku dah ada kat YouTube la..shishhhh"

... alhamdulillah, sampai jugak kat hotel. Campak semua baju2. Balun 2 biji panadol terus tido... pukul 4 terjaga..sbb there's Josh Groban blaring on the TV. Then ada Celine Dione pulak nyanyi Because You Love Me...best pulak.. Half way thru Murder She Wrote, dozed off till morning.

So...

Concert ticket - SGD 80.00

Bus Ticket - SGD 1.20

Vommiting in public - Priceless??!!

... I don't bloody think so! Expensive ada la. I had to sent my clothes to laundry the next day. Tak pernah2 aku hantar laundry kat hotel. Even after the laundry, I may need to write off my jeans coz the stain mcm tak hilang je. The box of panadol cost SGD8 .. would you believe that? In this country, spitting in public pun dah kena fined SGD500. Just imagine vommiting in public? Mau kena hire the entire YB Puchong's clan to defend me. Hah.

For whatever it's worth, nasib semuanya selamat lepas tu. You know when you are super excited and looking forward to something esp going on holidays, you can't help to have a nag in your feeling that something will go wrong somewhere. Well, I was worried about forgeting or losing the tixs.. or someone might lose her phone again. Hahahahah never did I thought THIS will happen instead. Though.. someone almost lost her phone again. Nasib ada orang beriya-iya kejar kitaorg and pulangkan.

So apa pengajarannya?..
1. I might have developped gastric. I'm used to have 3 meals a day and loads of snacking in between.

2. Tah-tah ada pork dlm salad that I ate at 5 pm... that's why la tak diterima badan. Or maybe the salmon in the salad has gone bad.Ark.

3. Maybe aku dah penat sangat kot. Tu la shopping tak ingat dunia. Ha sape nak ikut aku shopping lepas ni.. jaga-jaga. heheh

4. Lain kali if dah pening tu.. force je la muntah. Sighhhh

My sister asked.. kau tak ke muntah dlm plastic bag. Eh, Rokiah - kalau aku tau nak muntah, jgn kat plastic bag.. aku beli baldi siap2.

Akhirkata,

To dearest Ngantukalways - dunno la what to say. Sorry to spoil the plan to go to Mustafa that nite. Thanks for doing all the talking and getting us back to the hotel... and buying the panadol. Jangan la menyesal jalan dengan aku eh. Serious shit, it will only happen with me. Hahahah bawak Jiben pun tak drama macam ni. And yes.. thank you for not laughing to my face. There you have it, a story to tell your grandchildren. Nah, have a field day writing in your blog... tulis la apa kau rasa nak tulis, gelak la apa kau nak. Akak tak marah uols!

Why does it always rain on me?

Is it because I lied when I was 17?

-Travis-

...Now, who can top that?

Until June

How cool is this album - Until June.

Tidak eloklah kalau tak beli. The guy at the store said they sounded like Travis. Personally.. takde pun. But they do have decent songs. In fact the song 'What I've Done' was used in Private Practise.

Originally the band was called June. But then they changed it to Until June. Story behind it, they set a target that by June 2005 if they have not sign up with a record label, they would call it quits. Hmm.. if they kept with Juune, they might be a tad more successful if you ask me. Heheheh(read more here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Until_June)

Check out their website: http://www.untiljune.com/

This was indeed the single one thing that I'm proud of from all the overloaded 20Kg purchases that I made in Singapore.

A true sign of a Posuer! C'est la Vie

Sporting Weekend

It started with 12 hours shift on Friday night. Then (forgoing my sleep), a shower and a hunt for F1 parking tickets. RM50 and a nasi lemak later, I'm off to F1. Well... the qualifying session, at least. With a free granstand ticket, no less. Came equiped with bino, sun block, ear plug and an umbrella that will make Rihanna proud. All of which I forgot to bring and left in my friends car. I brought the umbrella though :)

We arrived just in time for the session. Sat right under the 5 illuminating starting (traffic) lights. Got a good view of the Ferrari pit... but not good enough to tell Massa and Kimi apart. 3pm sharp, Massa.. or was is Kimi went out on track... about the same time I realize my ear drums has a limit to loud noises! Mcm nak pecah telinga. Half way thru, I can't stand it... so I stood behind everybody and just watch the cars pass by. Thank you to the pesky usher who insisted that I take my seat, though I'm not blocking anyone. Several shots of empty track later, we had enough and decide to move it to the very important agenda of the day - hunting for team merchandises. Oh yeah!

Though it was a bit lemau, it was a fun outing. Thank god it did not rain. And thank you to the gadis- gadis litar, who provided us with few laughs. Ooooo... F1, also has Khemah Gagal! Malaysia Grand Prox 2008 was won by Kimi (borrrinnggg), 2nd place goes to BMW Sauber - Robert Kubica (YEAYYYYYYYY - I support the team of course) and 3rd place went to McLaren. Happy that my fav - Nick Heidfeld still finished within points.

Malam - wedding of my officemate. Pergi la sbb dah janji. It was great evening with loads of good music. Selamat Pengantin Baru, Bro.

Rupanya, AF 1st konsert - Jawa kegemaran menjadi judge. Lucky.. kalau tak dah sebakul lagi dosa aku pada dia sbb sure kena kutuk.

Sunday morning, marathon at Jalan TAR pulak. Dunno why suddenly inspired nak buat baju raya. A hunt for kain nak jadi baju kurung, tetiba bertukar menjadi ganas apabila aku terdiscover Globe Silk Store dah bukan Globe lagi. Dah jadi Sarah Hughes, selling some imported stuff. My mom would be sad. Ada a few branded goods that I found, entah betul ke tak.. beli je la sbb murah gila. And here comes, joke of the week, tetiba cashier tu terinspired pulak nak bagi kitaorg signature Sarah Hughes bag... which at first glance mcm beg kain perca nenek aku. I almost cried out, "what do you think you're doing???" tapi tak jadi sbb cashier tu mcm bangga gila bagi aku beg tu. Lama2 tgk tak la buruk sgt. Aku bagi kakak aku buat beg isi telekung.

And after all the media hypes, 9.25pm kick off at Old Trafford. Liverpool vs Manure. It was all good till the first yellow card. Meserano ( don't bother to spell the name correctly) started to annoy me. He keeps on asking for it... and I told Rafa (thru the TV screen), for goodness sake, take out this time bomb before he gets a red card. Ahhh... the moment I saw him, marching from the other end of the field, to give the ref another 'Fuck U', i knew it was ovahhh. Ovaahhhhhh. Rafa or Gerard should bitch slap him a bit, to provide us with some entertainment. Let's not even start with the Ref, coz he sure did pore cold water to the game. Thank you Ref for ruining it for all of us. I didn't watch the 2nd half, watched AF on youtube instead :)

11.25pm, kick off at Stamford Bridge. OH YEAH! Let's kick Van Persie around... and see if he'll get red carded for retaliation. Heheheheheh ... well.. someone scored for Arsenal... but I can't remember who. Who cares. All I remembered was Didier shots were superb! HELL YEAH! Too bad he wants to go to Barca and play footsie with Henry. Oh well, if he goes, I hope he takes Mikel with him... coz in my book, he's another time bomb. So will the Blues win EPL? Here's to wishing and hoping. It ain't ovah till it's ovah.

Next stop, Chelsea Vs Manure. When is it? 26th April? I hope I'm off that day. Till then, Blues Rules!

Cinta Terhalang

I can't remember when I first saw him. I remembered that he looked so dashing and handsome zooming around town. I just couldn't wait to ask around who he was. It was love at first sight. Sighhhhh

"Why do stars fall down from the sky

Every time you walk by?

Just like me, they long to be

Close to you"

It took me sometimes, but I finally got his name, where he's from, bits and pieces about him. I knew where his usual hang outs were, but I don't dare to venture that far. I think we met once, at a shopping mall. Well not met.. more like I bumped into him. Of course he won't remember it. I knew he was way out of my league. But I guess love is blind.

"Cinta ini kadang-kadang tak ada logika

Bersih smua hasrat dalam hati

Ku hanya ingin dapat memiliki

Dirimu hanya untuk sesaat"

Few years had already passed. I still dream about him sometimes. I have to say turning older suits him really well. He's handsome as ever. Will I ever be with him?




Oh well. One can always dream. Mazda6, ooi:

"When will you say yes to me

Tell me quando quando quando

You mean happiness to me

Oh my lover tell me when"

In the meantime, I'm singing this song:

"And if you cant be with the one you love, honey

Love the one your with

Love the one your with

Love the one your with"

This was meant to be my valentine's day entry. So much for that. Hahahahah. Darling Sawi Air, I lobes you!

Song credit in order of appearance:

Close To You - Carpenters

Tak Ada Logika - Agnes Monika

Quando, Quando, Quando - Micheal Buble & Nelly Furtado

Love the One You're With - Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young.