MMusic.love.life.music

When you live where i live, nothing that happens after 8pm (or even before that as-a-matter-of-fact) is worth getting excited about. Thats why i have the entire TV schedule from 8pm onwards at my fingertips. And wednesday is a waited-for-day because of The Amazing Race.

But earlier on she IMed me and told me to come over to MMU. Apparently,she and her bf started their own band (apart from his kick-ass April!) and are playing at an anti-drug campaign little concert tonight. Yay!

So I dragged my 16-year-old sister, and off to cyber we went. Only 5 performances but they really rocked! (except for Ilsa who decided to go hiphop?)
I dig chicks with bands anytime. not those i-dont-like-to-shower-grungy looking chicks but really, these MMU chicks were hot. They were slinging guitars in strappy heels and skin tight jeans.

which shows that if girls ever decide to 'go underground' they dont have to look like the guys. comot, dirty and bad hair. you can be a rock star and look hot. take your cue from The Fancy Pants.

anyways my 16 year-old sister very surprisingly loved the show and was stuck in her seat for the whole entire time and demonstrated her interest even more by purchasing April's EP. wa-hey. Apparently they are MMU's IT band of the moment.


she's a bit nervous about her performance...


but i tell her its alright...


and i get a free poster for my efforts..

great show but im rushing back to catch the reruns of The Amazing Race.

apasal? dah tak larat nak dengar?

aku nak confess la kat korang satu benda. benda nih memang mengganggu kepala otak aku sejak dua tiga bulan lepas la... makin hari makin teruk la benda ni, sumer disebabkan faktor-faktor kebangangan orang2 sekeliling aku.

nak tau apa bendenya?
I BLOODY HATE MY BLOODY JOB!

memang setengah orang cakap aku tak bersyukur la sebab ada lebih kurang 30 000 graduates tak dapat kerja...
alasan aku senang je, bukan aku tak bersyukur sebab aku dapat, in fact aku kerja dah lama dari korang yang senang2 cakap aku tak bersyukur. aku bayar duit keter aku sendiri, bagi mak aku duit walaupun aku tau mak aku still kerja, walaupun mak aku cakap bayar je mana mampu, tak payah bagi pun takpe. yang 30 000 orang tuh sumer tak dapat keje sebab memilih, penat makbapak kasi duit belanja pegi kelas... aku pun pernah rasa la keje gaji kecik. so tolong sikit kalau nak cakap aku tak bersyukur.

memang setengah orang cakap aku nih banyak bunyi, suka whining tak tentu pasal sedangkan bende halnya kecik...
aku jawab senang jek, allo mister, lu cakap aku nih bunyi lebih, lu ingat lu bayar gaji aku ke? korang tau tak kerja seorang designer? korang tau tak kalau sorang designer tuh silap sikit je artwork, satu office cari, satu dunia tuding jari. macam masalah negara la mister. kalau mintak kerja sumer nak laju, salah sikit marah. kalau 10 artwork sekali masuk, lepas tuh sumer nak laju, designer ada sorang... lu ingat aku nih photostat machine ke apa? boleh multitasking? kalau aku lawan terus cakap ngan publisher... kalau publisher bodoh tahap melantun2? tak ke ko rasa nak macam nak taji dahi dia?
kata buat marketing & sales, clients pun tak gheti handle... tau nak sign agreement, makan komisen. kepala otak dia laa...

aku rasa diorang patut buat satu hari nih, hari khas untuk designers in the whole unibes... macam Hari Designers Sedunia... so kitorang yang otak penuh dengan kaler2 ngan idea nih boleh relax...

okla... tu ada berlambak lagi artwork aku nak buat. karang orang ingat aku takde keje laa apa laa... karang ada pulak cakap aku nih bising jek. ada ke orang nak dengar pun, aku rasa S pun tak larat nak dengar. sampai boleh jawab, "quit je la, jadi laid back macam i..." beres.

sempena korang dengar citer aku nih... nah tgk gambar aku tgh tension masa kat studio tgh shooting fazura... selamat dan semoga semua hidup berbahagia. pis.

daddy cool

its pretty amazing the stuff you can actually find from the web. anything and almost everything is pretty much available. from pictures of friends/enemies (frienster la tuu) to women the biggest boobies to gory pictures of tragic accidents.

bearing that in mind im pretty much prepared for whatever shit i might find on the internet. until yesterday.

papa wanted some of his previous research papers that he didnt have copies (too lazy to go to the library, which i had to go in the end-another tragic story but thats a totally different story).

so here i was goggling his name. and i found a piece of gem. the last thing i ever expected to find on the internet. papa's pictures when he was seventeen! holy macaroni! seems that one particular 55-year old didnt have anything interesting to do and decided that he would rewrite his high school diary and publish all embarrassing photos of those school years.

some of them i really know well. some of them i call uncle. some died, others retired. hard imagining papa was ever a teenager. hard imagining him being a school prefect, having examinations woes, arguments with friends and eating in the dining hall.

he seems so in control of his life right now. ive never seen a couple with the best relationship-ever. anything for mummy. even her constant thosai cravings at 2am.

wonder if i'll marry a man like that.



author left, papa right.
sekolah alam shah, cheras.

*puke*

was IMing her early in the morning when she said

"uwek aku rase nak muntah"
"asal?"
"sbb terbace satu blog ni"
"blog ape?"

this blog is just *lost for words*. no need to read. just scrolling and looking at the pictures was enough to put me off lunch. almost.

whinning and pretending

yesterday, when youngsters (ahem!) my age were out and about enjoying their start of the weekend, i had this neighbourhood gathering/BBQ at the playground.

Results- FOOD :good
-CROWD:are you kidding me?

Datuks and Datins, aunties and uncle and bibiks. Was sitting near the benches with my bibik and all the other bibiks. Was hoping i didnt blend in though. Tragic if i actually did.

D on the other hand was hanging out at a heinekken par-tay somewhere in Bukit Bintang. wah-wah. And called me around 3 having issues handling a drunken girl who came driving alone. bijak nye itu perempuan.

im on my way out actually. going to ikea looking for fancy boxes to put my panties that have been put too long in the Mr.Potatoes big brown box.

and tomorrow im going to attend the wedding of my subang school friend. his akad was yesterday. congratulations zorro and nurin.
and tomorrow D and his friend Kep are going to pretend to be reporters and attend a two-day paintball event in PD. supposed to be preview for press only. Lucky bastards! Just dont get paint in your eyes.