Average Looking Mat

i sneaked out of band practice the other time and went for lunch with my shayang...

when i reached the Noodle House (in curtin) she was nowhere to be found... ok shall wait a while...

she arrives in a huff... could see that lamb bag from miles away... yes the same one.. Kak Yati wondered where she bought it...

so went to her, she looked at me...

pause

Daryl is here... she said.

i smiled. 'really'.

'Mien brought him'

'ok ok... i am starving, doesnt matter, let's have lunch', i said...

so i had some fried rice and sambal chicken... she had fried noodles... and then as we were talking and eating, Daryl answered his mobile...

'ola'....

i looked at my shayang and sniggered...

sorry Daryl its olAAAA.. not OOOlaaa....

watever dude, watever...

i am sure by now all of you would have heard the news that Anuar, my dear friend has been diagnosed with some sort of cancerous thingie in his stomach...

i had to pick him up this morning from Sir Charles to his place so that he can do some packing up (he is leaving for Singapore tomorrow for his operation at the National University Hospital)...

our conversation was much about nothing... but the music on 96FM was apt...

Nirvana's About the Girl (MTV unplugged version)
Pink Floyd's Another Brick on the Wall
U2's Pride (in the name of love)

which set me thinking if i were to die, what would my top 5 songs tribute song to be...

hmmmm.... something to ponder on...

dear folks...

all is well and good until a friend has cancer...

what do i make out of this...

all that i can say is that my prayers are with him.

hopes ride high and the journey is long...

take care mate and good luck on you operation...

do you all know the song by Britney Spears... ok ok i know what it is... i am actually quoting BRITNEY!!!

is that spelled with 2 'T's or 1? does it matter? so sue me!!! its worse than actually liking Brittney by writing in a very private diary... but denouncing her in public!!!

in any case, the reason that song that went ... 'sometimes i wonder, sometimes i... something, something...' been playing in my head was because if someone have time to log into other people's lives, as in gossip wise, i wonder what would they do in their spare time... i mean, hey, i am no angel when it comes to gossip... but i would just like to listen to gossips becos... that's what they are... gossips... something unconfirmed yet quite juicy ... yum yum...

well back to the spare time thing... i think i perhaps have the most boring activities during these so called spare time (some people forsake the necessary and selfproclaim it a day off) ... reading, writing, practise guitar, listening to music, football, cook... no wait that one's a necessity ... dont y'all think that's so damn boring... though i am in for anything gossipy, most of the time i cant be bothered...

boring person i am...

which brings me to the next thing that i would like to talk about...

boring people...

i have only one criteria for that... if the person, for time and eternity speaks about the same thing again and again and again.... ok getting sleepy now... maaaan... how can these people live with themselves? dont they hear themselves saying the same thing over and over again every single day ... in Malay this is called... tak ada modal... literally translated... no capital.. as in no capital for building something new...

ok ok i know this is perhaps an unfair criticism cos i am not perfect either... but i wouldnt want to sound like a broken record... does any of the new generation know of this phrase? broken record? nevermind watever...

...wh.. wh ... wh ... wh.... wh.... what is your na... na... na... na... na... name...

sounds ridiculous doesnt it?

the next 'play' has nothing to do with what i have written above...

Characters:
Chinese Man (CM)
Indian Dude (ID)

Location:
Singapore Johore Causeway in a Public Bus

ID-does this bus go to KL?

i did not turn around but obviously alerted by such an audacious question...

CM-KL?

obviously very surprised... and so was i!

ID-does this bus go to KL

CM-no... no ...

ID-So how do i go to KL?

CM-first you must go to the 'there'

as he points towards the customs booths

ID-What?

CM-to the there! to the there!

Indian man obviously perplexed by the clear instructions...

CM (confidently)-you go to the there and chop passport and take bus...

ID-Huh!??

CM- Go to the there! go to the there!!!

exasperated the Indian man looks outside and sees that a lot of people are walking towards a direction... he gets off...

well, as Fidah once said wisely, 'Monkey see, Monkey do...'

today, Singapore is .... mmmmm.... independent in 1965... which makes it... WOW!!! 40 years old... is that right?

i was back in Singapore for my brother's wedding last June-July... it was good catching up with my friends... and family members... glad some of them have changed for the better... i.e. gotten married, are responsible adults, stable jobs, big cars and so on so forth... others sadly have not changed ....

i hate people who always arranges meeting according to their own needs... i absolutely abhore that... its like saying... 'hey, i am the most important thing that has happened to you, so meet up with me or live a life of regret'... well, safe to say that i did not meet up with any of these people...

ok naomi... i did have a good time in Singapore.. ONLY BECOS!!!... it was in good company of family members and friends... as of other things in Singapore, i have no comment...

sigh...

luv u all for enjoying my posts... i shall not try to be too self indulgent and try to be more sharing and caring... hehheehe... if you know what i mean...

yes... i agree fully that what do people have in them that qualifies them to comment on others or form an opinion on other people's relationship...

i mean its fine if its all in jest and all ... fun ang games.. but to live, feeding on these gossips and rumours that there are no basis at all... is another thing altogether...

all i can say is that dont blame others for your own insecurities... making your life or placing yourself above others as a figure of authority over others... the moral vanguard and vigilante for the good of 'mankind' ... is but a laughable notion... please look at yourselves in the mirror before commenting...

london, egypt bombings...

to the victims and families of victims... you will be remembered.

it pains me that senseless killings reigns.

they say it's in the name of god, but no god approves such an act.

but think again who can blame them? for decades now, these people have faced racism and suffered injustice. now, they feel, if there is no one to protect them then it is up to them do something. same goes for the kid in palestine who grows up with the memory of their siblings, parents and relatives being blown to pieces... doesnt any one think that such memories have any detrimental impact on their psychology?

years ago i was mugged in Madrid... though i have gotten over that fear, i still feel a rushing fear once in a while when walking home alone in the streets of perth... imagine an incident not unlike Batman's Bruce Wayne...

imagine...

get the drift?

i am no supporter of terrorism... all i am i saying, we are reaping the seeds of hatred that we sowed a long time ago...

colonialism... my dear friends.. colonialism...