Christmas. A time to celebrate, eat all the turkey you can and well gulp down those deliciously fattening eggnog.

I took the day off on Sunday to sit for my driving test. It was easy. I got 49/50. I thought I was going to fail as I kept on confusing one answer with another. But thankfully I passed. I’m just dreading the ‘driving test’, which is to take place next week.

Went back home and had a thought about my life right now. Everything seems to be in place. Or at least some are. While the others are still waiting for their moment to shine. I couldn’t help but think whether this is how I wanted everything to be despite the cheers from my friends and the ‘oohs’ and ‘ahhs’ from others. I kept on asking myself these questions

“Is this me? Or is this just another wall to save my ass from all those vicious architects and whatnots out there?”

I analyze my the plans that I made since I left college and realize that

1. I hate people who tell me what to do and what not. Because seriously I know all that
2. I hate it when people think that I’m stupid/still learning and what not. Because I am not. Try and ask me to do the things I do best. Then you’ll know.
3. Erm…well two is enough.

I fell asleep thinking about this. When I woke up it was already 6.00pm. I went down to the living room and watched TV. I was feeling really, really tired. Suddenly I missed koleq. I didn’t know what started this feeling but I just felt like going back to the year 2000 and lived all those memories again. At 6.30 I started imagining stuff that I would do if I was back in koleq. 6.30 shower, followed by Maghrib. Hmmm. Life was so much easy back then. You wake up in the morning, you go to class, prep, lunch dinner and sleep. You don’t have to worry about anything else.

I read Irfan’s (my batch’s president) blog a few days ago and felt like I was a tiny speckle in this whole wide universe. I know I am but something just kind of make it even more obvious.

Hohohoho sorry for the sudden lost of words
Banyak gile keje

But will get back to you after x’mas

Happy christmas

Yesterday I went out with my friend to fasa 15 for a drink. Lepak lepak and cerita je. Nothing much. The day before my boss had a few interviews. The first one was with Maskulin and the second interview was with Suhaimi Sulaiman from internet tv or something. Gile funny that guy. I almost laughed my head off.
Anyway he recognized me from the MCOBA play and bising gile talking about it. Said that I was a good actor. Hohooho.

And then we talked about the 100 years thing and they left around 5.

Rules of Dieting

1. If you eat something, but no one else sees you eat it, it has no calories.

2. When drinking a diet soda while eating a candy bar, the calories in the candy bar are cancelled by the diet soda.

3. When you eat with someone else, calories don't count as long as you don't eat more than they do.

4. Foods used for medicinal purposes never count. e.g. hot chocolate, brandy, toast, Sara Lee cheesecake.

5. If you fatten up everyone else around you, then you look thinner.

6. Movie-related foods do not have calories because they are part of the entertainment package and not part of one's personal fuel. e.g. milk duds, buttered popcorn, junior mints and Tootsie Rolls.

7. Cookie pieces contain no calories. The process of breaking the cookie causes calorie leakage.

8. Late-night snacks have no calories. The refrigerator light is not strong enough for the calories to see their way into the calorie counter.

9. If you are in the process of preparing something, food licked off knives and spoons have no calories. e.g. peanut butter on a knife, ice cream on a spoon.

10. Food of the same color have the same number of calories. Examples are spinach and pistachio ice cream, mushrooms and white chocolate. Chocolate is a universal color and may be substituted for any other.

Cheerish your mother

Seriously.
If you still have your mom, may I suggest that you cherish her.

‘A millionaire feels like a pauper without a mother’

Somebody said that to me.

I didn’t realize all the truth behind this until a mother, not mine, told me the sacrifices that mothers make for the love of her children. Some slave themselves to provide their families with a decent meal, ade yang sanggup masuk api just to save their children, and well (this is very often) ade yang sanggup lapar as long as anak dapat makan.

Mula-mula I felt so menyampah ngan this makcik (the one who said ‘A millionaire feels like a pauper without a mother’) since she’s no better than I was. But after a while she kinda put some senses into my head.

So to those yang still have their mother. Cherish them. And remember the smallest things count.

If you don’t have a maid, wash your dishes after meals, help her buy groceries and all. Let her watch her favourite shows on tv, and try to keep the house clean.

It’s not that hard. Come on.

Remember

You don’t know what you have until it’s gone.

Yesterday was my holiday (yeay!) so my parents and me went to see the car that we’re going to buy. It’s a nice grey-sih kembara. Automatic. Couldn’t imagine myself driving a stick in KL on Friday. Cam tetiba mati enjin malu gile. It was really noice. Sadly, it didn’t have any cd players. So I have to get one soon. Anyway. We went around bangi searching for a better one, as my dad said he didn’t like the car. So off we went to one place after another searching desperately for a better looking kembara (not that there was anything wrong with the first one).

Anyway after a while we just decided to settle for the car. Hehehehh

This weekend my parents are going off to Pangkor with my brothers. So I’ll be home alone. I can’t go since I have to work and all. So malas since my dad won’t be there to send me off to work. Plus I have a driving class thingy on Sunday. Bengkel or something. Yeay!

Lat night I ‘cleaned my computer since dah banyak gile unnecessary things. See, I ‘helped’ my friends when I was in college with computer works. So rite now I have tonnes of stuff in my computer which I didn’t know whether I should delete or not. Most of them are Emma’s stuff. Afraid that she might ‘misplace’ her portfolio and stuff.

I seriously love my job!

Anyway last night my mum told me that we were going to get the car soon. Yeay!
Rite now I just have to get my driving permit and soon I’ll be driving to work. Can’t stand taking the commuter anymore.

Anyway I arrived around 9.30 last nite. Had dinner and finished reading ‘Murder on the Orient Express’ by Agatha Chritie. Amatlah best gile. One of my favourite books I must say. Slept early last night. Round 10.30 I think.

Today at work, I downloaded banyak gile lagu-lagu yang I heard on Light and easy. Plus some other songs yang dah lame tak dengar. It’s just another preparation for the car. Cam when my friends are driving lagu-lagu sume cam tak semangat. So ni cam lagu lagu for the carlah.

And I hanged a painting nicely today. Lemme tell you something, to hang a painting is not that easy. So thankfully I did it well
hohoohoho

Happy 10th Anniversary MCKK9600

A bit late I know but what the hell.

Happy Birthday 9600. banyak gile benda yang I learned when I was in koleq. Looking back I have done tonnes of stuff. Both good and bad. I still remember when I was in form 2 and we were told to nyanyi lagu raya. Every dorm had to do it. We sang the ‘proton raya' song.

You know the one yang Mawi nyanyi tuh. It was izrin’s idea I think. Anyway lotsa things in my mind rite now. As in where on earth is Matgap. When I met Din yesterday, he told me that Matgap has changed a lot since 2000. I was kinda shocked. I wanted to share the things that I went thru after koleq. Matgap and me shared this weird interest for life and all. Not too philosophical.

He was the only person in my class who noticed my likings for good books. He lend me ‘The God of Small Things’ by Arundhati Roy and’The English Patient’. Two of the best books I’ve ever read. When he was in form five he was already reading ‘The Bell Jar’ by Sylvia Plath. I didn’t even know who Sylvia Plath was until a few years ago. Kitorang cam shared the passion for failing add maths. There was this one time in form four where we manage to get 0% for add math. Cam tak sangka. Heheeheeheh

I still keep in touch with Ejal, my former dorm mate when I was in form one. Him and Pyan. Pyan is now in Japan finishing his diploma. Ejal is working for a magazine. Apparently I am the only one out of the three of us that remembered most of the stuff that happened.

Ejal was like

“Kau ingat lagi sume tuh.”

I didn’t plan to remember everything. I guess there are things in your life that you can’t seem to forget.

I didn’t expect anyone to stay the same. But somehow deep down, I just wish that form five never ended. Cam last forever.

But all good things must come to an end.

10 ways to annoy your lecturer.

1. Ask stupid questions such as: "Is ear wax poisonous?" When your professor says no, jump up and yell,"Thank God! I'm going to survive!"

2. In the middle of class stand up and walk out. A couple of minutes later come back in and sit back down. Act as though nothing happened. Do this every 20 minutes.

3. Fake an orgasm in the middle of your professor's lecture. If he/she asks about it say that their lecture was really compelling.

4. Pretend to be sleeping. Then in the middle of your professor's lecture jump up and yell,"Where the hell am I!" Then sit back down and go back to sleep.

5. Run out of class screaming,"Someone please stop the itching, I'm covered in fleas!" A couple of minutes later walk back into class and act as though nothing happened.

6. If you have an early class, at the start of class begin shaving with an electric razor. If your professor protests, say,"I wouldn't have to shave right now if you didn't schedule your class so early." Continue shaving.

7. Wear a hockey helmet everyday to class. If your professor asks about it say that you can never be too careful. One day don't wear the helmet and say you don't think you need it anymore. The next day come in with your head wrapped in bandages.

8. In the middle of your professor's lecture about a war start booing. Say that you were cheering for the country that lost.

9. Ask for an extension on your paper and when your professor asks why say, "THEY'RE" after you and you have to leave the country for a while" If your professor asks who "THEY'RE" is say that he already knows too much and they may come after him they find out.

10. Instead of writing notes on what your professor says, make up your own notes. Then when you write a test use the information from your notes as answers. When you get the test back, act outraged and show your professor your notes and claim that he said all these things.(only do this on tests that don't matter).

First entry out of nearly a gazillion blogs (within this year lah kan)
Really malas sebenarnya to compete ngan people who actually have time to write blogs and what not.

My job is taking its toll on my time. Nak bace buku pun cam tak sempat.
(but am loving my job to bits, just in case my boss reads this)

Anyway,
Last night after the whole MCOBA after-theatre party thingy which was held at Pak Engku‘s house in Damansara, I made a few calls in an attempt to tumpang sesapa yang nak balik bangi. As it was already late and all. Abang Man didn’t tell me his plans until almost 12. So I decided to crash at Kahlid’s place dkt Tugu Negara. the dinner was nice. oklah
we watched the play that we did for the Royal Gala Dinner recently held dkt KLCC.

i looked like a weirdo. seriously leather jackets and all. euwgh!!

So I called khalid and apparently khalid, his gf and izrin and nageb and din and his gf were watching Narnia in Midvalley. Izrin called me a few days back but then, the plan was not clear. Kejap petang kejap malam. So I told izrin that I don’t think I’ll be joining them since tak tahu pukul berapa and all.

So I met up with them kat PBD and lepak-lepak. These people plan to go main futsal kat ampang on Sunday. Din was like
“Jomlah dzuf, he’s gonna be there punye. I’ll pick you up nak tak?”

And I was like

“Tak payah nak beria. Besides aku kerja on Sunday.”

and we talked about cars and all since izrin and i are planning to get one soon. i told my mum that i wanted an old volvo yang cam kotak tuh. but she was like

"do you have money to fix the car in case anything happens."

malas nak argue with her. so i am going to settle for a kembara. hmmm


We had a couple of drinks and went back after that.
I was thinking of staying over at din’s place kat bangsar since staying with khalid macam ganggu the whole family and all. But malas nak change plan since khalid dah cam beria-ia said yes. So oklah


I followed khalid back to his place kat that Tugu Negara area. Nice house btw. Very cam smart and all.

Slept very well last night. So oklah