Meet the Parent

Gelabah macam biawak jugak nih, al-maklumlah dalam proses nak jumpa mertua. Boleh terima ke idak? itu yang penting. Mintak-mintak mood semua orang kat situ ok jua. Tapi ye lar hati manusia sapa dapat duga. Kalu tak, tak ada la pepatah macam tu kan?

Mintak maaf kalu intro a.k.a mukadimah tak berapa cantek (bukan lagu Altimet - cantik ya sedara - sedara sekalian). Nak menaip lagi la seksa skit..tak banyak, skit jo pasal org umah tgh tido kat belakang. Yup, saya jadi bantal buat sementara waktu, jangan gusar. Memang selalu macam nih. Tak ada adengan adengan lucah pasal hari ni pasal dah start posa. Yup Ramadhan kembali lagi dan tahun ni kira macam ada perubahan besar la. Nanti cerita ok, saya nak habiskan tajuk di atas terlebih dahulu.

Masa sampai kat airport Kuching sempat la jugak layan Laksa Sarawak jap (lepaskan rindu - 3 tahun keja kat Sarawak, dah kira macam makanan ruji la. Tak laksa, makan mee kolok @ mee sapi). Pastu orang rumah sampei, pi carik kakak dia kat luar pastu terus gi airport, eh bukan dah kat airport buat apa ni pi airport kan? Pi hospital tengok bapak dia. Gelabah tak menjadi lagi pasal kepala blur. Masih dalam kawalan diri, tak dak la sampai macam rasa nak lompat kuar dari keta pada tahap kelajuan yang tak berapa membunuh lagi.

Sampai ja kat spital ( kanak-kanak, jangan guna ayat yang tak berapa sempurna ni untuk karangan bahasa melayu mahupun digunakan untuk urusan surat rasmi kerajaan....tak pasal pasal kena tolak a.k.a reject), biawak pun mula menjalar..tapi kena jaga tingkah laku budi bicara...maintainnnnnnnnnnnn. Ramai jugak orang kat wad nih, syukur alhamdulillah buat masa sekarang aku memang tak pernah kena tidoq kat spital, kiranya dirinya sihat la jugak. Eheheheh..banyak pulak songeh kali ni yek, bila masa nak sampai adengan suspen pun tak tau kekekekek sabar tuan-tuan dan urm...puan-puan?

Jeng jeng jeng...que muzik dramatik skit, akhirnya jumpa jua mak dan bapa mertua kat spital. Alhamdullillah aku tak banyak bercakap atau buat lawak badut kurun ke 19, maklumlah anak bongsu depa dah balik. Aku banyak jadi pemerhati PBB saja, biasa lakan..tak mesra alam lagi. Sabar. Bagi la masa anak beranak sembang dulu, lagi pun aku tak ada apa-apa cerita menarik nak dikongsi masa tu. Takat gossip liar artis-artis dalam dan luar negara boleh la dikongsi bersama tapi persoalannya, adakah itu penting bagi mereka? Nak bagi orang umah promote aku pun tak brapa syok jugak nanti nampak sangat nak jual anak hantu ...eh anak menantu. Well....sepatutnya anak hantu pun tapi apa nak buat dah pilihan hati.

Dapat la habiskan masa 3 hari 2 malam kat Kuching secara percuma, bawak keta ronda-ronda bandar Kuching (tak pusing habis pun, saya bukannya bercuti cik oiii, melawat orang sakit), borong kek lapis bagi kat kakak balik KL nih, rayau rayau tengok perabot. (Nasib baik la gaji ciput kalu tak dah banyak perabot yang serabut aku borong). Lagipun benda-benda tu semua bagak-bagak, macam mana nak muat masuk dalam poket hatta dalam beg sekalipun. Beg mayat boleh la, tapi kalau meja makan mau la jugak 2-3 helai buat balut. Tak pa...cek sabaq menanti, insyallah ada duit lebih ka boleh la borong meja makan untuk umah baru ni. Nak senang pakai jo meja lipat, settle masalah.

Akhirnya, masanya telah tiba untuk balik KL, almaklumlah keja dah berlambak menanti dan aku pun bukannya bawak banyak baju mai Kuching. Macam pit stop dari Labuan balik ke KL jor, alang-alang dah sampai Labuan pasal ada kerja jadi amik la masa untuk singgah Kuching jap sebelum balik.

Kesimpulannya, mak dan bapak mertua kira boleh terima la tapi bukan berdasarkan fakta sebenar,kalau fakta sebenar keluar, alamat tak jejek la kaki den kat Kuching laie. Insyallah, kalu masa tu ada, kebenaran akan timbul jua (banyak pulak berkias kali ni yek).

Cerita kali ni ditamatkan dengan ucapan Selamat Menyambut Ramadhan AlMubarak, jangan hanya posa lapar dan dahaga saja, rugi tuh. Saya pun tak nak rugi jadi bulan ni cecehan pun mungkin kureng skit. Nasib baik tak jadi wartawan buat gossip ek, kalu tak soheh pahala posa tinggal ciput jo....Selamat semua, selamat menyambut Merdeka yang ke 51 buat Malaya.

Peace out!

Despite all my rage

Selamat awal pagi. jang tanya mimpi apa dan kenapa aku menulis tersangatlah awalnya, cuma aku saja yang tahu. Pertama sekali, masuk minggu nih dah 4 minggu berturut-turut aku ulang alik dari KL ke Labuan ke KL ke Labuan ke KL. Bukan nak komplen kata tak best (boleh jugak buat bajet raya kelak) tapi masa-masa nak pindah ni la keja banyak. Macam mana nak pindah kalu barang-barang kat rumah selerak macam sarang Cik ti (mak saya cakap jangan panggil nama penuh nanti geng-geng dia datang lagi ramai, betui ka?).

Hari ni pun kat Labuan lagi, besok balik singgah Kuching jap...Ahad pulai ke KL la kut....harap-harap. Kalau tak sangkut lagi kat Borneo ni. Tapi kalu ni lain sikit, singgah ke Kuching bukannya sebab ada skandal..tapi sebab dah janji nak tengok org umah punya tempat tinggal tengok family dia dan paling penting tengok dia supaya tak jadi Ratu airmata masa melawat bapak dia. Harap-harap dia kuat semangat, kalau tak kena la jadi tukang sorak bagi semangat (ala-ala cheerleader la nih).

Satu lagi berita menarik, masuk hari ni, dah 2 hari teman tak makan nasik. Makan ayam, daging, sayur dan junk food. Boleh jugak hidup yek. Alhamdulillah.....nanti besok-besok kita sambung ok? Chow sin!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

14 Days Later

It's Sunday and I'm spending it with doing some cleaning, boxing sweeping and throwing stuff in my soon be ex-residance. Yup, in two weeks time I'll be going back to a new house, new enviroment and the usual.
As I was doing this, my mind began to wonder and my eyes starting to notice my surrounding and it struck to me that this is one of my last days here...since I move back from Sarawak and settled down in KL (the last place that I thought I would end up). The house is quiet albeit my significant other was in the bedroom watching Youtube. The wind was blowing pretty strong, it helps to cool down the interior and I was resting my back on the study room door, thinking about stuff. The moment was cut short as hubby was looking for me and wanted to have lunch. I comply, but not before I found my manually entry journal when I was starting to sail upon finishing my studies. God! How it brings so many memories that I almost forgot. I was smilling when I read them, never knew it would turn up when I least expected it.
But anyway, I stil got next week to clear up the small small stuff, and by the end of August, its bye-bye Puchong.

I'm gonna missed this place but here's hoping to settle smoothly in the new nest and people. Wish me luck. :)

Ex - Two

Ok, picking up from where I left last time which is stil on the subject of ex or ex's (bukan rock kapak yek). A friend told me that I'm crazily brave enough to do the things that he, himself could never come to do in this period of time...meaning now. I mean, how hard can it be? Well its pretty damn hard! Believe me. It took every bit of courage for me to tell the truth not to one but two person that I wanted out from their life. Yes...I know, not proud of what I'm doing but at least give me credit for being able to stand and not continue lying right in their face. Oh go fly a kite, lol.
But the hardest part is living each day and you stil linger about the choice you made. Again, bad move. Stop linger and stop wonder what ifs and such subjective and dodgy issues. You made the choice, live it and keep looking forward. Looking back will never get you nowhere except feeling sorry for yourself. I know I won't be doing that.
Then comes the part where each of you moving out, parting the stuff you kinda bought together. In simple terms, who gets what things. I guess there are certain default rules that saying everything you buy before you were living together will still consider an individual items. Getting stuff when you were together is the messy one. There might be one party gaining the upper hands and got all the goodies and the other part gets the urm...leftover. Anyway, I'm telling about my part of that. I'm just happy that I get to be with a person who likes me for who I am and not what stuff I got, LOL. Kinda pathetic but hey, it works. Right?
A word of advice to my dear friend...there comes a time in your life when you know what you wanted in your life and dare to fight for what you believe in. Don't hold back, give it all you got. If you need a hand to help you pick up the pieces...I got a brand spankin' new vacuum cleaner. Serious sucking mode, LOL.

Another topic not related to the above. Read the lyrics below (just the chorus part) and tell me your honest opinion.

I kissed a girl - Katy Perry

I kissed a girl and I like it
The taste of her cherry chapstick
I kissed a girl just to try it
I hope my boyfriend don't mind it

It felt so wrong it felt so right
Don't mean I'm in love tonite
I kissed a girl and I like it

Now, Katy Perry is a girl. First thought going through the lot of you people are:
a) If you are straight _ "Wow! now there's a chance for threesome"
b) If you are gay - "I'm soo gonna kill my boyfriend tonite!"
c) If you are lesbian - "Its normal what, cept for the boyfriend part. Just ditched the guy and come to momma!"

You won't be hearing the whole "i kissed a girl" part in the radio. All you heard is " I kissed a ____ and I like it". I was listening and what the F**k. (Mind your language dear. Gomenasai!) So for people with no internet you'd be missing an upbeat body shaking song. Who cares about the lyrics, cept for your crazy pychos out there...moi not included. :p

Slamat malam!

Ex

Howdy morning people, rise and shine!

1st entry of August and here's hoping that the momentum will pick up and let the juices flowing. In a creative and positive tone (crossing almost all fingers). I was watching this TV documentation about how series of events can lead to a burst of emotional state which drives people to express themselves either by writting (in this era, blogging, composing song, poems), painting, basically arty stuff. For normal people that feeling would pass, but there are certain exception where some people will be continously feed through their brain with this feeling and keeps on churning out series of expression due to the impulsive urge to do just that. Who ever says that TV is not an enriching knowledgeable tool should be locked away. My mom not included, she just don't like me being a zombie, lol.

Got side tracked again, hehehe...well you know me. What I wanted to say or share with the lot of you, is ok to befriend your ex (boyfriend/girlfriend/wifey/hubby - not ex-machina the comic book or appleseed story).
Me? I got tons of excuses and tons (how much does an excuse weight anyway?) of way how to dealt with the ex (that does not mean I like doing it or having lotsa ex's...it's life experience). My first reaction would be to keep my distance away from them...as far and as long time as possible. Why do I do that? Simple. After you tell someone you love that you no longer want to be a part of their present and future life, do you expect that people to have a field and joyous day? I don't think so...but that depends on how things were prior to the break-up appointment. If both of you were kewl with it then it might not be that easy but if its like a battle field and you can't be in the same room together, well that is another story all together. Ah ha you said. If things are kewl, why the break up? Well kiddies I don't have every answer to every question...keep searching.
Plus, I'll be helping them move on with their life. Most people thought that if the ex stil lingers around and see them every day, then things will eventually work out and they could be together again. ErrrrrKKKK! Does not work that way my friend. I'm not being a pessimist, I'm just trying to help people move on with their life. God knows how hard it must be to be out of the comfort zone but if that is the only way for us to see the big picture, so be it. I would gladly do that over and over again. I give myself 1-2 years after the break up before I approach the ex again...or never in some cases. But then we get into this place where we would remeniscene the good ole days and BAM! end up in bed and feeling misreable afterwards (that's just me..I don't know about the lot of you and how you would feel).
Yes, I don't make it a habit of seeing the ex because of that. I'm not a good person, but I try my best to limit my swaying ways now that I got what I'm looking for (another story for another day hehehehe).

I got a lot to say about this issue, will continue later as I need to pack my bags and check out and go for an inspection at 8 am. Be writting soon...have a pleasent day and see ya!