im feeling drained, uninspired, lethargic and tired. might be due to a few things;
-the kick-start of working out again. use to be able to do 4km, now half dead at only 2km.
-that time of month again. i hate havin the period. causes violent mood swings and pain here and there. even i cant handle my own mood swings.
-the fact that my roomie is located to the next room and now i have no one to talk to and YM is currently blocked and my back is aching from all that heavy lifting.
im in no mood to be civil, friendly or cheerful. the only people i'll have around me are those who understand my constant need to whine and sulk. those who keep on asking why?why?why? makes me want to slap!slap!slap! them.
had an early morning meeting yesterday. loooooong one. timed myself to arrive early at the office. mind was very very messed up and took the wrong road which ended-up halfway to KLIA. fyi, it takes less than 10 minutes from home to office. today, i was officially very very late.
boss was agitated, i was flustered. she asked me of all the days why did i have to pick this important day to be late? i certainly wasnt gonna say i took the wrong route and risk looking like a complete jack-ass. so i smiled the 'i overslept' smile and took the heat. better be seen as a hopeless morning person rather than a lost moron.
been indoors a lot. having completed the entire prisonbreak series last month, left me with nothing to drool over. A recommended Heroes. I watched Heroes. was so-so la. cant compare sex-god scofield to peter petrelli, come-on. too much fiction on heroes. something realistic please.
Then A recommended Desperate Housewives. She had the entire collection till the latest episodes. I did watch it. Better than Heroes but not as good as Sex in the City. Got glued for a bit. Im actually wondering. Who actually watches Desperate Housewives? kids? people like me who cant relate to housewive issues? housewives? funny to have a story about housewives and then having young single people watch it. and loving it.
DN then said the OC was good. The OC tak best la. biase je. reminds me of the popular kids in high school. go steady and break-up, go steady and break-up within the same crowd. that ryan dude makes me wanna scream why his head is always senget trying to look like bad-ass. whats with the kepala senget dude? please-la. i actually took a sigh of relief after completing all the seasons. nak muntah dah.
Last week i started on Grey's Anatomy. This is good stuff. But cant watch it while eating cos some parts gross me out. That Justin Chambers guy is still as hot as he was when i had a crush on him in 1997 when he did that CK ad. phwoar! Justin Chambers Justin Chambers Justin Chambers. Dear Justin, I wouldve liked you better than scofield but he's an ex-con and an engineer while you're just a doctor. so he wins since he a bit more of a baddie than you are, even though you did that CK ad while the only modelling he ever did was being on fat-ass mariah carey' video.
The end bit where people narrate to conclude episodes are my favourite parts of any stuff i watch. They carry so much meaning. Carrie Bradshaw did it for Sex in the City, Mary Alice Young for Desperate Housewives and Meredith Grey for Grey's Anatomy. I use to think that i could base my life on everything Carrie said since she made so much sense. But now Meredith is making even more sense. Well, cant compare sex columnist with a doctor can you? can you?
In the meantime, my brain is turning to mush. that much couch potatoing is taking its tol. Im basing my life with my favourite characters for heaven's sake. help?
Thursday, January 11, 2007
Wednesday, January 03, 2007
four days at the curve
saturday
i was at home bored and uninspired. had work to be done but was seriously lazy as hell. i'll put it off till tommorow. in the meantime i'll call D and see if he wants to pick me up for lunch. yay. he does. we dwell on where to lunch and D suggests Thai Express in THE CURVE where the soft-shell crab is to die for. D says he already ate and will therefore ONLY watch me eat. i say okay! no problem. he takes one look at my food and decides that he wants them too. he orders another plate. copycat. then we sit at starbucks while he taps away on his laptop, i seriously get bored and look around and see the fleamarket. i take a walk and come back with a pair or black suede wedges. D says they look great but suggest we move indoors instead where I can read magazines from borders while he does his work. i pick magazines mostly with articles about britney spears and her new bff, paris and their lack of underwear. i could do this everyday. huhu. i love chocolate hazelnut with whipped cream. its fucking sinful but the first sip is close to heaven and the last drop always makes me sick. ha-ha. ever since A introduced me to it, ive been ordering nothing else. yum.
D turns his laptop over to me and ask me to book a movie marathon on monday. to be fair i'll pick a movie and he'll pick one. so i pick lovewrecked (i saw D cringe haha) and D picked Days of Glory. then we went home.
sunday
selamat hari raya aidiladha. my colleague Ming had plans to cook and wants me to come over for aidiladha openhouse. yipee! didnt know people had those but what the hell. so i drove all the way to ampang where i have absolutely no idea where im going and then call her and tell her im lost and she comes to the rescue. i know...she is soo sweet! she seriously cooked some really yummy treats. the theme was south african dishes and i was seriously lickin my fingers. sedap nye.
i went up to her room and seriously that girl has the most awesome room ever. she has the entire floor all to herself and her rooms is so huge she actually has sliding doors to seperate her bed with her study. how cool is that? and she has a drumset inside her room all black and shiny.
we lie down on her four-post bed and smoke ciggies while we talk about boys. i peered out the window and saw this unfinished bungalow which seriously looked like the one they used in Cinta.
" Ming, thats the house they used in Cinta!"
" Are you crazy? That house is not even ready yet"
Oh well. its clear that she has not seen the movie. i left after she was summoned to her bf's house. D asked me what i wanted to do for new year. its been soooooo long since i went out. D had two options for me. the party in sepang or the party in melaka. i told him i missed doing what we did as kids which was going to street parties every new year's eve. i said i wanted to go to THE CURVE street party. he said yeah. we left home around around nine. parked and ate at ikea. D said he already ate and will teman me eat. fine. i had swedish meatballs and he had no willpower. he ordered something as soon as he saw me take my first bite. dude, seriously. we ate slowly and went in the glass room to smoke and then went downstairs to join the crowd. i really missed stuff like this. its been so long since we went to street parties. and i'll bet you that we wont meet a single friend of ours since no one goes to street parties anymore. but yeah we had fun. the fireworks were awesome. a whole TEN minutes of fireworks. we left at 12.30. oh well. i guess we arent what we use to be. put off my work yet again. i'll do it tomorrow. swear.
monday
movie marathon day. wootwoot. D had these voucher from Jusco he won in contest and we decided to use those to buy food. I picked fish and chips, two hash browns and two pieces of fried chicken. D decided to be the sensible one and had eight pieces of sushi instead. figures. always trying to make me look bad. went for the movies at cineleisure, THE CURVE. we watched lovewrecked. funny, lame and cute. i like it!
after that we watched Days of Glory. I hate war movies but i hate foreign war movies even worse. it was in french of all things! half was in french and half was in arabic. but after it got to me. i kinda enjoyed it. it was sad. not about victory. but about plight of muslims soldiers in france. go watch it. very bittersweet. tapi kena baca subtitles la melainkan korang pandai cakap arab atau french. and FYI, I only ended up eating half of my fish and chips and one hash brown. D wiped everything else clean. so, no. im not a pig. even though i heap food like i am.
went back home tired. i promise i will finish my work tomorrow. betul.
tuesday
we already agreed not to go out today. today is the day we stay in and catch up on work and rest.
i called D and had him pick me up for lunch and buy me lunch oso at THE CURVE. hehe. this time he said he already ate and was not hungry. while i ate, he read his magazine and totally ignored me. but when i didnt finish my food. he polished it clean.
then we did this starbucks/borders thingy again. i found out that paris hilton hit lindsay lohan with a champange glass and oprah winfrey was uninvited to tomkat post wedding party. so kesian huh? D has this twisted weird look when he sipped his chocolate hazelnut. nape muke you macam tuh babe? sebab sedap sangat la this drink. ha.
sat for hours and then he said he wanted to go to ikea and buy a desk. so we walked around for a bit and then got sidetracked into almost buying this amazingly cool sofa bed instead. i came to my senses and decided that when we shop for a desk we should come home with a desk. (on sunday i went with A.S to buy deodorant for her and instead came back with one handbag, two shoes and no deodorant. lesson learnt)
went back home. watched another three episodes of the OC. work still not done. dammit la. malas nak mampus. keep telling myself i'll start at one a.m. and i sooooooooooooo lazily did. like hell. ugh. wish my boss was still away so i could just procrastinate some more and just do it in the office tomorrow.
now
am in the office. boss on MC.
i was at home bored and uninspired. had work to be done but was seriously lazy as hell. i'll put it off till tommorow. in the meantime i'll call D and see if he wants to pick me up for lunch. yay. he does. we dwell on where to lunch and D suggests Thai Express in THE CURVE where the soft-shell crab is to die for. D says he already ate and will therefore ONLY watch me eat. i say okay! no problem. he takes one look at my food and decides that he wants them too. he orders another plate. copycat. then we sit at starbucks while he taps away on his laptop, i seriously get bored and look around and see the fleamarket. i take a walk and come back with a pair or black suede wedges. D says they look great but suggest we move indoors instead where I can read magazines from borders while he does his work. i pick magazines mostly with articles about britney spears and her new bff, paris and their lack of underwear. i could do this everyday. huhu. i love chocolate hazelnut with whipped cream. its fucking sinful but the first sip is close to heaven and the last drop always makes me sick. ha-ha. ever since A introduced me to it, ive been ordering nothing else. yum.
D turns his laptop over to me and ask me to book a movie marathon on monday. to be fair i'll pick a movie and he'll pick one. so i pick lovewrecked (i saw D cringe haha) and D picked Days of Glory. then we went home.
sunday
selamat hari raya aidiladha. my colleague Ming had plans to cook and wants me to come over for aidiladha openhouse. yipee! didnt know people had those but what the hell. so i drove all the way to ampang where i have absolutely no idea where im going and then call her and tell her im lost and she comes to the rescue. i know...she is soo sweet! she seriously cooked some really yummy treats. the theme was south african dishes and i was seriously lickin my fingers. sedap nye.
i went up to her room and seriously that girl has the most awesome room ever. she has the entire floor all to herself and her rooms is so huge she actually has sliding doors to seperate her bed with her study. how cool is that? and she has a drumset inside her room all black and shiny.
we lie down on her four-post bed and smoke ciggies while we talk about boys. i peered out the window and saw this unfinished bungalow which seriously looked like the one they used in Cinta.
" Ming, thats the house they used in Cinta!"
" Are you crazy? That house is not even ready yet"
Oh well. its clear that she has not seen the movie. i left after she was summoned to her bf's house. D asked me what i wanted to do for new year. its been soooooo long since i went out. D had two options for me. the party in sepang or the party in melaka. i told him i missed doing what we did as kids which was going to street parties every new year's eve. i said i wanted to go to THE CURVE street party. he said yeah. we left home around around nine. parked and ate at ikea. D said he already ate and will teman me eat. fine. i had swedish meatballs and he had no willpower. he ordered something as soon as he saw me take my first bite. dude, seriously. we ate slowly and went in the glass room to smoke and then went downstairs to join the crowd. i really missed stuff like this. its been so long since we went to street parties. and i'll bet you that we wont meet a single friend of ours since no one goes to street parties anymore. but yeah we had fun. the fireworks were awesome. a whole TEN minutes of fireworks. we left at 12.30. oh well. i guess we arent what we use to be. put off my work yet again. i'll do it tomorrow. swear.
monday
movie marathon day. wootwoot. D had these voucher from Jusco he won in contest and we decided to use those to buy food. I picked fish and chips, two hash browns and two pieces of fried chicken. D decided to be the sensible one and had eight pieces of sushi instead. figures. always trying to make me look bad. went for the movies at cineleisure, THE CURVE. we watched lovewrecked. funny, lame and cute. i like it!
after that we watched Days of Glory. I hate war movies but i hate foreign war movies even worse. it was in french of all things! half was in french and half was in arabic. but after it got to me. i kinda enjoyed it. it was sad. not about victory. but about plight of muslims soldiers in france. go watch it. very bittersweet. tapi kena baca subtitles la melainkan korang pandai cakap arab atau french. and FYI, I only ended up eating half of my fish and chips and one hash brown. D wiped everything else clean. so, no. im not a pig. even though i heap food like i am.
went back home tired. i promise i will finish my work tomorrow. betul.
tuesday
we already agreed not to go out today. today is the day we stay in and catch up on work and rest.
i called D and had him pick me up for lunch and buy me lunch oso at THE CURVE. hehe. this time he said he already ate and was not hungry. while i ate, he read his magazine and totally ignored me. but when i didnt finish my food. he polished it clean.
then we did this starbucks/borders thingy again. i found out that paris hilton hit lindsay lohan with a champange glass and oprah winfrey was uninvited to tomkat post wedding party. so kesian huh? D has this twisted weird look when he sipped his chocolate hazelnut. nape muke you macam tuh babe? sebab sedap sangat la this drink. ha.
sat for hours and then he said he wanted to go to ikea and buy a desk. so we walked around for a bit and then got sidetracked into almost buying this amazingly cool sofa bed instead. i came to my senses and decided that when we shop for a desk we should come home with a desk. (on sunday i went with A.S to buy deodorant for her and instead came back with one handbag, two shoes and no deodorant. lesson learnt)
went back home. watched another three episodes of the OC. work still not done. dammit la. malas nak mampus. keep telling myself i'll start at one a.m. and i sooooooooooooo lazily did. like hell. ugh. wish my boss was still away so i could just procrastinate some more and just do it in the office tomorrow.
now
am in the office. boss on MC.
Thursday, December 28, 2006
with friends like these
Part 1 #
Last two weekends, my highschool organized a ten-year reunion. Was contemplating to go or not to go. Ten years! Honestly, has it been that long? Ten-years..hmm. The reunion e-forum was filled with half of the class having migrated abroad, another half happily married and spawning little versions of themselves. My heart was inclining towards going but since my high school partner-in-crime went off marrying a sultan of the neighbouring country, i couldnt figure out anyone i'd likely be engaging in an interesting conversation with. So that night came and went.
Received numerous criticsm on my lack of school spirit and support of the batch. :(
Judging from the photos, im sure it was one hell of a reunion. Yang kena buang sekolah pastu masuk pusat pemulihan akhlak pastu pregnant pastu lahir anak mase 16 tahun pastu buang anak kat jiran sebelah pun ada datang jugak. Pastu flaunt her latest baby (die baru je kawin) as her "eldest child". As if.
Part 2 #
Was at my worst state, greasy spotty face, hair like a bird had built its nest and wearing slippers two sizes too big since the heels i wore to work were killing my feet. Long day at work. Was having a drink with A at Hassan's cyberjaya. About to sit down opposite A when i noticed this dude from college years sitting away from our table. he has the world's biggest mouth and cud talk till your ears fell off and still wouldnt realize it cos he would be too busy talking. i had manage to avoid him for six years already.
shit. thats my friend. i totally dont want him to see me. shit camne ni A?
meh la sini. dok sebelah A.
So i did. was so dumb. huge table for four and two of us was sitting side by side so that big mouth couldnt catch me.
"SHA!!"
fuck la.
"HEY, SHA!"
no,no u got the wrong person. stop calling my name.
"SHA! SHA!"
dammit la. the whole shop cud hear him so it was pretty impossible to pretend that i didnt. i slowly turned to him and smiled meekly. then i turned to me friend and said 'hey look my friend is here..'
she smiled that pitiful smile and continued to dig in to her thosai telur.
i thought smiling was sufficient. no. apparently that was not the case for big mouth. no. no
he came over and plonked his ass opposite me.
"hey. ko dah nampak aku ko tukar tempat duduk eh? ko nak lari dari aku eh?"
damn this dude.
"hehehehe. mane ade." what would be a better answer?
"ko buat ape sekarang? dah kawin? ada anak? kerja kat sini ke?
told you he had a big mouth.
"kawin? takdelah. ko dah ade anak ke?"
proudly takes out his motorola 3G and shows off pics of his wife and son. i really dont know what to say in situations like this.
"oh. macam muka mak die" thats the best i could come up with.
big mouth went into a looooong speech on how when the kid was a baby he looked like the daddy and now he looked like the mommy bla bla bla..
"ko ade card"
i hand him over my card and ask him the same question.
he pretends to look into his wallet and then tells me "aku takde card la. dah abis. tapi ofis aku kat kelang"
ohok. i really needed that last bit of info.
when he finally left our table, A told me,
"well, at least you can feel good"
"sigh. and why is that"
"cos he doesnt have a proper job"
"and what makes you say that"
"sbb die takde name card. dgn sbb ofis die kat kelang. mane ade org ofis kat kelang. i think die kerje buruh ke drebar je camtuh. die buat2 la carik mase mintak namecard"
haha. thanks A anyways for attempting that lame joke.
Part 3 #
Big mouth and about three others are the people i avoid like plague since law school cos they gossip way too much, meddle in other people's business way too much and if they know even a single detail about you, you can bet tommorrow the whole class would know. i avoid them and they are still on my friendster list waiting to be approved for almost a year now.
Monday was Christmas. Me, D and Y went to KLCC. we havent been there in like, centuries. i was never really fond of the place anyways. but since D baaaadly wanted to get books that were not available in borders, curve or popular, ikano or mph, curve we decided to brave klcc to take a peek at kino. then i remember why i hated that place on weekends. it had that tendency to turn into a family outing kinda place, and i hate bumping into bratty kids. (i remembered the day before, we were going up the escalator when some stupid kid push me trying to down when the escalator was going up. D snapped at him, "hoi! lempang karang. mau ka lempang??")
anyways. we were at the foodcourt walking around deciding what to eat when suddenly
"SHA! SHA!"
i turned. believe it or not it was big mouth's closest ally, J carrying a strange looking kid.
i fucking couldnt believe my eyes. two times in one week. god, i mustve been someone really bad in my past life. i fucking do not deserve this.
"hey". i mustered every strength i had to look excited as she was.
"ni anak aku. name die tina. salam auntie"
auntie? what the fuck? i hate reunions like this.
i decided to take -off before she started probing into my personal life.
"bye. i really have to go. nak beli bende jap"
i left her looking bewildered. she mustve felt the lost of not being able to get anything remotely juicy outta me.
Part 4 #
i passed in front for the escalators trying to get to the other side of the foodcourt when i struck out again. i noticed J's best friend coming down the escalator, husband in tow pushing a stoller and she was pregnant. she looked at me and had a flash of recognition across her face. i took off. i didnt want to stay long enough to small talk or whatever. how come that two of my married classmates are in klcc at the same time? its fate playing tricks on me innit. dammit la.
i vow to stay away from family friendly malls ever again. i will from now on sit at starbucks and smoke. not a very family friendly place is it that starbucks? honestly. they shud have singles mall where kids arent allowed. i cant remember how many dirty looks i gave the parents of screaming kids at klcc. im sorry kids. but u guys are annoying.
dammit la.
Part 5 #
Me and D attended a wedding of a dear primary school friend of mine. this was one reunion i did not cringe to go. we were at the singles table which was totally awesome. i met friends from waaay back in primary and secondary. these people are the kind i like to be around. single, very successful and witty. nobody was interested in when anyone was gonna get married. D was amazed by my Subang friends. One chick was a successful architect and equally beautiful though a bit uptight. D told me "cantiknya kawan awak tu, tapi tak colorful. i like you better" hello? arent you suppose to?
One was a stockbroker with KLSE. One had set up her own NGO to care for disabled people. One had set up his own automobile business. These people actually wore pearls. None of the funky jewellery kind.
D remarked to me how different our friends were. I told him my Subang friends were the type of people who came from families of professionals. They had good education, never been broke and never lived away from their parents. They even looked clean.
Oh well. better them than big mouths.
Last two weekends, my highschool organized a ten-year reunion. Was contemplating to go or not to go. Ten years! Honestly, has it been that long? Ten-years..hmm. The reunion e-forum was filled with half of the class having migrated abroad, another half happily married and spawning little versions of themselves. My heart was inclining towards going but since my high school partner-in-crime went off marrying a sultan of the neighbouring country, i couldnt figure out anyone i'd likely be engaging in an interesting conversation with. So that night came and went.
Received numerous criticsm on my lack of school spirit and support of the batch. :(
Judging from the photos, im sure it was one hell of a reunion. Yang kena buang sekolah pastu masuk pusat pemulihan akhlak pastu pregnant pastu lahir anak mase 16 tahun pastu buang anak kat jiran sebelah pun ada datang jugak. Pastu flaunt her latest baby (die baru je kawin) as her "eldest child". As if.
Part 2 #
Was at my worst state, greasy spotty face, hair like a bird had built its nest and wearing slippers two sizes too big since the heels i wore to work were killing my feet. Long day at work. Was having a drink with A at Hassan's cyberjaya. About to sit down opposite A when i noticed this dude from college years sitting away from our table. he has the world's biggest mouth and cud talk till your ears fell off and still wouldnt realize it cos he would be too busy talking. i had manage to avoid him for six years already.
shit. thats my friend. i totally dont want him to see me. shit camne ni A?
meh la sini. dok sebelah A.
So i did. was so dumb. huge table for four and two of us was sitting side by side so that big mouth couldnt catch me.
"SHA!!"
fuck la.
"HEY, SHA!"
no,no u got the wrong person. stop calling my name.
"SHA! SHA!"
dammit la. the whole shop cud hear him so it was pretty impossible to pretend that i didnt. i slowly turned to him and smiled meekly. then i turned to me friend and said 'hey look my friend is here..'
she smiled that pitiful smile and continued to dig in to her thosai telur.
i thought smiling was sufficient. no. apparently that was not the case for big mouth. no. no
he came over and plonked his ass opposite me.
"hey. ko dah nampak aku ko tukar tempat duduk eh? ko nak lari dari aku eh?"
damn this dude.
"hehehehe. mane ade." what would be a better answer?
"ko buat ape sekarang? dah kawin? ada anak? kerja kat sini ke?
told you he had a big mouth.
"kawin? takdelah. ko dah ade anak ke?"
proudly takes out his motorola 3G and shows off pics of his wife and son. i really dont know what to say in situations like this.
"oh. macam muka mak die" thats the best i could come up with.
big mouth went into a looooong speech on how when the kid was a baby he looked like the daddy and now he looked like the mommy bla bla bla..
"ko ade card"
i hand him over my card and ask him the same question.
he pretends to look into his wallet and then tells me "aku takde card la. dah abis. tapi ofis aku kat kelang"
ohok. i really needed that last bit of info.
when he finally left our table, A told me,
"well, at least you can feel good"
"sigh. and why is that"
"cos he doesnt have a proper job"
"and what makes you say that"
"sbb die takde name card. dgn sbb ofis die kat kelang. mane ade org ofis kat kelang. i think die kerje buruh ke drebar je camtuh. die buat2 la carik mase mintak namecard"
haha. thanks A anyways for attempting that lame joke.
Part 3 #
Big mouth and about three others are the people i avoid like plague since law school cos they gossip way too much, meddle in other people's business way too much and if they know even a single detail about you, you can bet tommorrow the whole class would know. i avoid them and they are still on my friendster list waiting to be approved for almost a year now.
Monday was Christmas. Me, D and Y went to KLCC. we havent been there in like, centuries. i was never really fond of the place anyways. but since D baaaadly wanted to get books that were not available in borders, curve or popular, ikano or mph, curve we decided to brave klcc to take a peek at kino. then i remember why i hated that place on weekends. it had that tendency to turn into a family outing kinda place, and i hate bumping into bratty kids. (i remembered the day before, we were going up the escalator when some stupid kid push me trying to down when the escalator was going up. D snapped at him, "hoi! lempang karang. mau ka lempang??")
anyways. we were at the foodcourt walking around deciding what to eat when suddenly
"SHA! SHA!"
i turned. believe it or not it was big mouth's closest ally, J carrying a strange looking kid.
i fucking couldnt believe my eyes. two times in one week. god, i mustve been someone really bad in my past life. i fucking do not deserve this.
"hey". i mustered every strength i had to look excited as she was.
"ni anak aku. name die tina. salam auntie"
auntie? what the fuck? i hate reunions like this.
i decided to take -off before she started probing into my personal life.
"bye. i really have to go. nak beli bende jap"
i left her looking bewildered. she mustve felt the lost of not being able to get anything remotely juicy outta me.
Part 4 #
i passed in front for the escalators trying to get to the other side of the foodcourt when i struck out again. i noticed J's best friend coming down the escalator, husband in tow pushing a stoller and she was pregnant. she looked at me and had a flash of recognition across her face. i took off. i didnt want to stay long enough to small talk or whatever. how come that two of my married classmates are in klcc at the same time? its fate playing tricks on me innit. dammit la.
i vow to stay away from family friendly malls ever again. i will from now on sit at starbucks and smoke. not a very family friendly place is it that starbucks? honestly. they shud have singles mall where kids arent allowed. i cant remember how many dirty looks i gave the parents of screaming kids at klcc. im sorry kids. but u guys are annoying.
dammit la.
Part 5 #
Me and D attended a wedding of a dear primary school friend of mine. this was one reunion i did not cringe to go. we were at the singles table which was totally awesome. i met friends from waaay back in primary and secondary. these people are the kind i like to be around. single, very successful and witty. nobody was interested in when anyone was gonna get married. D was amazed by my Subang friends. One chick was a successful architect and equally beautiful though a bit uptight. D told me "cantiknya kawan awak tu, tapi tak colorful. i like you better" hello? arent you suppose to?
One was a stockbroker with KLSE. One had set up her own NGO to care for disabled people. One had set up his own automobile business. These people actually wore pearls. None of the funky jewellery kind.
D remarked to me how different our friends were. I told him my Subang friends were the type of people who came from families of professionals. They had good education, never been broke and never lived away from their parents. They even looked clean.
Oh well. better them than big mouths.
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
its here
11.05pm
09.12.2006
depending on what the future holds for me, that above moment will go down as one of the single, most significant moment of my life.
prays hard.
Monday, December 04, 2006
"cinta itu unggul, harus tulus, abadi, romantis dan perlu dalami sepenuh jiwa..."
d says:
last saturday i was in a bad mood when i stepped into the cinema hall. the fact that i've already promised her to take her to see the flick 'Cinta' (and the long queue, sigh) doesn't really much help the situation either. i kept silence the entire cinema ad reels, trying to calm myself down while s already playing with my face and fingers trying to agitate me. grr.
i'm not a big fan of malay movies. call me of being unsupportive of our flick industry. but i dont wanna waste rm10 for some mamak who makes budget movies to get millions. fuck you. the last time was puteri gunung ledang which i really wanted to see and i forced my mom to buy kfc just because i wanted to buy the original cd. :P (shadap u...)
the minute the show started i was amazed by the cinematography. hell, this was not as i expected. very lomo like with bright contrasting colours. more or less wat i wud portray kl in my mind.
the cast was good. the married couple (that dead mushroom dude and rita ridaini) story kind of moved me the most. u'll be surprise to know eizlan yusuf and rita ridaini can act. sharifah amani sux though. like big time sux. never even watch sepet or gubra before, so grateful for that.
i didnt really talk much to s during the show. was total focus on the screen. some moments i was nearly in tears because the stories told was a little bit unbearable for a 'mecho' man like me. huhu.
all in all, the movie was awesome. the shots were great, the casts were more than the average, even the soundtrack was ons. i totally listen to belaian jiwa and ikhlas tapi jauh (daoh...) in a different point of view. if was the director this is how i wud portray cinta in the malaysian way. i wud take out sharifah amani tho... she really does look stupid speaking malay. hehe.
i love u baby. thanks for the movie. :)
s says:
someone emailed me the preview for the movie cinta. i was sceptic at first. people give rave reviews about any malay movies as long as its not from the mainstream directors (yusof haslam, professor something etc). i came to think that these kinda people would support anything 'alternative'. after all, gubra and sepet were huge disappointments. i mean interracial relationships? didnt yusof haslam already lightened us on that in sembilu 2005 or something. duh. like i said, people would support anything 'alternative' cos its, just cool to do so. anyways, the review got me kinda interested and plus i wasnt in for watching casino royale.
so i had to twist d's arm to go and watch it and by the time we were in line for the tix, seats were selling fast. d told me the worst he'd put up with was four seats from the front but somehow i manage to get the tix even though it was two rows from the screen. d sudah tarik mukaaaa...hahahha.
and also he was hungry and we didnt have time to queue again to grab a bite. so with a big sigh, he followed me into the hall.
im not gonna blab about the movie here, but i was such a good show. i loved it! and the soundtrack was good too. the kinda songs that replays in your head together with the scenes you just saw. best la. (but dont take my word for it. i enjoy lotsa movies that some people think are just lame. haha)
i mean i didnt think rita rudaini or eizlan yusof could actually act. i mean common, i even thought rita rudaini was just a cleavage bearing chick who could only throw decent punches to her co-star (really. did you see that clip of her catfight? damn!)
the only disappointment was sharifah amani. she was the worst among the lot. ever notice how she always over-acts a particular emotion? in this flick, when she was sad, she was overboard. when she was panicked, she was too gelabah and panting until it seem so fake, when she had her typical wide-eyed confused looked, it was overboard, she reminds me of erra fazira, always over reacting an emotion. no natural in that. even the kid in the movie was a class above her. that kid was amazing. too bad they were too busy coaching the kid til they forgot about that other kid.
or maybe im wrong. maybe it was just because she spoke malay the entire time so she just well, sounded stupid. :P
d was smitten. i was happy. i didnt cry though there was definitely tear jerking scenes when i, the hopeless romantic almost wanted to. shame.
i would recommend it to anyone who thinks yasmin ahmad is the GOD of flicks. movies like these might just send her and her little muse packing.
or maybe not. since she has hell a lot of supporters who would support anything she comes up with. she could come up with a movie about cats and dogs and everyone would be raving about how different/unique/untypical/ her movie is. no offense to the big fanatics.
last saturday i was in a bad mood when i stepped into the cinema hall. the fact that i've already promised her to take her to see the flick 'Cinta' (and the long queue, sigh) doesn't really much help the situation either. i kept silence the entire cinema ad reels, trying to calm myself down while s already playing with my face and fingers trying to agitate me. grr.
i'm not a big fan of malay movies. call me of being unsupportive of our flick industry. but i dont wanna waste rm10 for some mamak who makes budget movies to get millions. fuck you. the last time was puteri gunung ledang which i really wanted to see and i forced my mom to buy kfc just because i wanted to buy the original cd. :P (shadap u...)
the minute the show started i was amazed by the cinematography. hell, this was not as i expected. very lomo like with bright contrasting colours. more or less wat i wud portray kl in my mind.
the cast was good. the married couple (that dead mushroom dude and rita ridaini) story kind of moved me the most. u'll be surprise to know eizlan yusuf and rita ridaini can act. sharifah amani sux though. like big time sux. never even watch sepet or gubra before, so grateful for that.
i didnt really talk much to s during the show. was total focus on the screen. some moments i was nearly in tears because the stories told was a little bit unbearable for a 'mecho' man like me. huhu.
all in all, the movie was awesome. the shots were great, the casts were more than the average, even the soundtrack was ons. i totally listen to belaian jiwa and ikhlas tapi jauh (daoh...) in a different point of view. if was the director this is how i wud portray cinta in the malaysian way. i wud take out sharifah amani tho... she really does look stupid speaking malay. hehe.
i love u baby. thanks for the movie. :)
s says:
someone emailed me the preview for the movie cinta. i was sceptic at first. people give rave reviews about any malay movies as long as its not from the mainstream directors (yusof haslam, professor something etc). i came to think that these kinda people would support anything 'alternative'. after all, gubra and sepet were huge disappointments. i mean interracial relationships? didnt yusof haslam already lightened us on that in sembilu 2005 or something. duh. like i said, people would support anything 'alternative' cos its, just cool to do so. anyways, the review got me kinda interested and plus i wasnt in for watching casino royale.
so i had to twist d's arm to go and watch it and by the time we were in line for the tix, seats were selling fast. d told me the worst he'd put up with was four seats from the front but somehow i manage to get the tix even though it was two rows from the screen. d sudah tarik mukaaaa...hahahha.
and also he was hungry and we didnt have time to queue again to grab a bite. so with a big sigh, he followed me into the hall.
im not gonna blab about the movie here, but i was such a good show. i loved it! and the soundtrack was good too. the kinda songs that replays in your head together with the scenes you just saw. best la. (but dont take my word for it. i enjoy lotsa movies that some people think are just lame. haha)
i mean i didnt think rita rudaini or eizlan yusof could actually act. i mean common, i even thought rita rudaini was just a cleavage bearing chick who could only throw decent punches to her co-star (really. did you see that clip of her catfight? damn!)
the only disappointment was sharifah amani. she was the worst among the lot. ever notice how she always over-acts a particular emotion? in this flick, when she was sad, she was overboard. when she was panicked, she was too gelabah and panting until it seem so fake, when she had her typical wide-eyed confused looked, it was overboard, she reminds me of erra fazira, always over reacting an emotion. no natural in that. even the kid in the movie was a class above her. that kid was amazing. too bad they were too busy coaching the kid til they forgot about that other kid.
or maybe im wrong. maybe it was just because she spoke malay the entire time so she just well, sounded stupid. :P
d was smitten. i was happy. i didnt cry though there was definitely tear jerking scenes when i, the hopeless romantic almost wanted to. shame.
i would recommend it to anyone who thinks yasmin ahmad is the GOD of flicks. movies like these might just send her and her little muse packing.
or maybe not. since she has hell a lot of supporters who would support anything she comes up with. she could come up with a movie about cats and dogs and everyone would be raving about how different/unique/untypical/ her movie is. no offense to the big fanatics.
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