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heavy and full of reluctance (or pure laziness) to type out a meager blog post on this page. I claim to love writing and being able to express myself more thru writing than speaking, but why is it that it's so hard for me to get a start on something I love? It's just SO hard for me to sit down and begin to write. Anyway, putting that aside for now.
I am back in Kampung! and that means that I can hear all the crickets singing their love songs in the grass, see my dads beloved lawn (grown with grass roots brought all the way from the Bahamas in a ziplock bag), See my beautiful and lazy cat Baby who has grown into SUCH a prince (I just adore him), and walk into my wonderful bathroom only to find out that......the lightbulbs blown out. AAAHHH. And my good mood vanishes. It is just SO like my brothers to leave the lightbulbs blown out and suffice with candles!! They just have to wait for me to come home and begin to carry on before they even BEGIN move their behinds! Maybe I will reduce their duit raya for that *cackles*.
I see that there are some changes in the blogger settings. There's a tab here that says Monetize. Hmm...makes me remember the days when I thought I would try to make a buck out of blogging. Bleh. Not worth it methinks.
SO I dont have anything much to blog about, just wanted to pop in and say hello. It's been March since I last wrote on this forsaken territory of mine...so much has happened in that time! a rollercoaster of emotions and activities, confrontations with realities of life, which, alhamdulillah, was balanced by blissful respites from realities of life. Can't do without the other you know. Would have a mental overload.
Someone suggested I do a photo essay. I am seriously considering that. But of what? Maybe I will do some things around this kampung of mine.........
Well, till then insha'allah!!
Last night was one of the most totally harrowing nights in my life.
Totally.
Because guess what happened. I got lost!! *draws shivery breath*
It all happened at the beginning of a bright sunny day, full with a hearty breakfast consisting of Luqaimaat, Bihun, Banana cake, Tea and Watermelon slices, Us girls (four of us) were ready to hit the road and just conquer the U.I.A. swimming pool! But as they say, Never get your hopes too high because then you're bound to be dissapointed, and need I say? We were dissapointed.
"Where're your bathing suits?" the catty lady at the pool said. "You have to wear bathing suits you know, like that one, see?" And she pointed to a picture of the latest Muslimah fashion bathing suits. "And anyway, you can't swim now, we're having lessons, visitors can only come between 5pm-7pm"
HWAAATTTT!!! Talk about being dissapointed!! frantically opening back up the sms that Adila sent me the other night I saw that she did mention the pool being open at just 5-7pm....boy was I gobsmacked!! were WE gobsmacked!!
Anyway long story cut short, we spent the day in various places in KL, after having parked my car at Sogo. Now here comes the good part where we finally get ....dun dun dun....lost
Driving out of the Sogo parking lot I had not the faintest idea where to turn, thus following my 'instincts' I just followed the road twisting here and there and not really feeling scared (yet) because it was just 8:00pm, I mean....it's just 8:00!! what's there to be scared about right!
Two hours later and I am driving on the highway without an idea of where we are; all of the signs pointing to Petaling Jaya have mysteriously dissappeared and I'm entertaining crazy ideas of doing a fast reverse in the emergency lane until I see one again and to make it worse, my gas tak was empty! Only Allah knows how I kept my hands straight on that steering wheel....
blink blink blink A red light is blinking showing that my gas is just about kaput. I felt like screaming
I KNOW OKAY!! My sis and the girls and the girls in the back were keeping up some type of laughing/screeching/howling chorus, trying in vain to keep down the panic by laughing like werewolves at everything they saw.
Alhamdulillah we saw a gas station Alllllllllhamdulillah!!! Finally I can ask someone for directions!! I think to myself, But..(there's always the but) when I ran into the station I had to stop short in dismay...everyone at the counter were Bangladeshis who could barely speak Malay!! "Calm down" I tell myself "Just fill up first".....man...I was shivering so bad...when ALHAMDULILLAH some kind hearted Malay soul walked into the gas station and straight away offered to show me the way If I would just follow behind his car.But whats with women and directions? We followed him (going at 130km per hour by the way..this guy was driving mad fast) We got lost againnnnnnnn!!!
The clock is showing 9:45 and we're getting sooooo nervous. finally we spot some guys selling burgers on the side of the road and I didn't even think twice man, I just swerved in next to them and Hafsah just about fell out of the car in her rush and panic to ask the man for the way!! It was hilarious!! the guy came running out and was like Calm down lady! calm down! hahaha................But him and his friends were sooooooooo nice masha'allah....and one of them got on his motorbike and led us all the way back to Kota Damansara..alhamdulillah! It was bedlam in the car man with all of us whooping and hollering and screaming and practically crying with joy that we were HOME!!.....
Now that I think of it..and recall back their appearances...They are NOT the kind of guys I would normally approach to ask something on a regular day. I mean with their piercings and wild hairstyles and dropping jeans, smoking, totally scary faces....but now I know; Dont just a book by its cover! :) :) Everyone has a drop of good in them somewhere..........and they sure did, because without them I dont know if we would have even gotten home!
Phew!
It's been so long! I've actually totally forgotten about this blog. Shame on me actually. Once upon like a hundred years ago I made a firm resolve (which, obviously, wasn't firm enough) to blog something at least once a day, but man! I am just sooo....................Okay lemme stop. I was just going to tell a lie there. I'm not SOO busy, but I'm just plain unmotivated is all.
Since moving out of my Aunts place there hasn't been any internet in our little burrow of an apartment and it's just painful to use the internet at school. I mean talk about slow!
But today...ah today. Out of all the days I decided to walk to school. "A sunny day!" I thought " Might as well just walk to school and burn some of this thigh flab, and then when I go to gym after school I will have had a head start at the excercise!" And I walked to school fantasising and thinking happily of all the nasty bits of fat that I was burning.
Ah well....that's why fantasies are called fantasies.
Everyone sing along : It's Raining...It's pouring...the old man is snoring...( eh? Is that how it goes? sheesh who cares)
IT'S RAINING BEBEH AND WE'RE GROUNDED HERE.
But it's all good, I can finally update this poor forsaken blog of mine. Hang out with the other slightly mentally damaged teachers as myself (haha) and eat burnt fritters thrown together by one of the slightly mentally damaged teachers and sip on almost-sugarless tea. Ah...the beauty of rainy days. It just turns barely edible food into a feast! lurvely.
I've an interview next weed with the School head..urgh...I am SO not on the same side of the river as that lady...what to do what to do? I just HATE people observing my teacher also (which is what she's going to do) because that is the time when all the kids act like goats possessed! But I love my kids. And (hopefully) they love me too....I mean...that's what they tell me all the time in their upside down and lopsided writing " i Luvv u tEahcehr" awwwwww wubbies.
But I can hate them at times. Oh Allah. But I heard (somehwere) that that's what makes a relationship beautiful. A little bit of hate. MUAHAHAHA.
Anyway, I wish I could have added some pictures but this school computer is SO slow i'm afraid that i'll be waiting till tomorrow and God! I can't do that, I got work ta do mon!
Ciao ;-)
It's been so long! Since moving to Kota Damansara I've had barely any time to use the Internet, and that's because my aunt and uncle have six kids and one computer...haha..do the math. Irsyad (glasses) and Akmal at the airport
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Taking a picture with sister (glasses) aunt, brother, and cousins
I'm feeling quite silly right now, sitting here with my nose gelled up in a green blackhead remover peel-off-mask, contemplating whether or not I should feel weepy over the dramatic farewell which was given to me 15 minutes earlier.
Actually I did fell weepy whilst the farewell was in process, but now I'm wondering whether I should have felt that way? hahaha.
Since i'm making a move to K.L. today with my sis, my cousins who usually drop by with their mom every morning to pick up my brothers for school came to tell me goodbye. I was on my laptop just browsing when I hear an unusually hoarse voice for a little girl call me from outside my window " Umi said to salam you before you go!!" It was my 12 year old cousin and she just about burst into tears as she kissed my hand. Ooo-kayyy I think. And then next came my 10 year old cousin. And then the 14 year old. And then I was getting a bit weepy myself looking at their tear filled eyes so I locked myself into the bathroom (shame man! dont want anyone catching you all red-eyed LOL) and 2 minutes later my sis is banging on the door "get out Mak Uda wants to see you" she hollered.
Oh dear. I splashed my face quick with water and went to see her. Boy I wasn't prepared for her grabbing me that way! she just about shoved her hand to my mouth for me to kiss, and then kissed me on the cheeks and whispered ferociously "Take care of yourself now girl!" before she too turned on her heels with a swipe at her eyes and ran -yes ran- back to the car.
I was quite speechless. I didn't expect that because i had already called her for a chat last night.
Now about 20 minutes later I'm thinking : Wasn't it touching! and also : Wasn't that funny! I will come back on the weekends, and I usually only see them on the weekends anyway!! what with their school schedule and work schedule and all.
Ah well, I'm not complaining, a little extra love is always welcome, whether unnecessary or not, I'm guessing though that this was done on the spur of the moment, and most probably halfway on the drive to school those weeping relatives in the car will say "But wont they be here on the weekends anyway?" and feel silly themselves.
LOL
Because I'll be moving out that day. Leaving Melaka, and my nice comfy home.
I've got a job now see, and it starts on Wednesday Insha'allah. A sweet job, I've already spent a day with the kids at the school and they are all lovelies. What's more better is that it's an all English speaking school so I dont have to fumble around with my Malay.
I'll be staying over at my aunts whilst looking around for an apartment to rent. To be honest I wish we had an apartment to move into right away. Living with someone for any period of time over three days becomes a bit tense for me, and the lack of privacy and space really gets to me ........ but then my aunt is a great sport, and her kids are awesome, and then, who am I to have any say in the matter? at least I have a place to stay.
I'm a bit worried about leaving home though. My mother seems really sad about it and that really weighs down on me. And then i'm worried about my father. He's depressed enough as it is, and I know that with me and my sis out of the house he will get even more cantankerous and miserable....*sigh* even though sometimes I think that it probably wouldn't make much of a difference since he's the same even though we're around,, but you know that feeling..
Actually i'm not even excited about the job. After the initial surge at having found a job, I felt...nothing. It's kind of weird since ever since we set foot in Malaysia I have been planning on moving out and living on my own..you know, shifting for myself, staying in KL away from the family and getting some 'breathing space'. But now that it's all happened I couldn't care less about it, and I actually even find thoughts creeping into my mind to just dont show up on Wednesday afterall....
Tension in the family really addles out the brain I guess. Makes you undecided and guilty about things you dont usually feel that way about.
Anyway.
On a side note, isn't it just LUNACY the way the Sultan of Melaka awarded Shah Rukh Khan with the Datuk title????
Shame.
