Story for the Week

Currently on the bus, so felt like blogging in a bit. Yea... suddenly I'm alive and blogging eh? Entahlah knapa. Anyways...

One of the day this week, I went to the loo - getting some minor business done. So there I was lepaskan air terjun ke Gua Tongtaik when the Samseng Kampong Longkang datang menghadap aku. Dah lah masih tengah lepaskan air... nak buat apa pon aku tak tau. So I just shifted myself and hoping that bloody thing doesn't come to me. And it din't - cause I managed to kick it away further.

The next conversation I had with the cleaner auntie yang took care of our toilet goes...

Me: Sorry.. Auntie... got cockroach ah inside the toilet. Got Ridsect not? Can spray.

Auntie: Har? Where? *disappears into the ladies*

Me: Ah ah... inside the other toilet got cockroach. Just tell you lah. You got spray can spray ok.

Auntie: *emerges from within her "shelter"* Aiyoh... *laughs* waaaaa... got har? I aso very scared ah.

Me: *smiles and fake laugh* Got spray not?

Auntie: Don't have lei... *went out to tie up the garbage bag*

Me: Ok lah...

Kau takot abis aku nak buat apa? Selamat kan kau? Knapalah korang takde spray semua. Tak paham aku. Semua plak tuu cleaner sama.

Patience... running out

Kesabaran aku diduga...
Haha...
Goodness lembab sak nak install ini bendala... so aku blog dulu lah.

I did an announcement in Facebook that my account will be closed at the end of the month. Then started the spamming (haha)... asking why and of course the speculation adrift and buzzing on and on - like Ris Low says "BOOMS!"

Oh.. wow. After waiting for 10mins doing nothing, now then the installation ends. Wahaha. Stoopid lah ini benda.

So to cut things short, why did I close my account?

Like one reply said and nicely sums it up - "wanna live a private life eh?" - yupps... exactly!

So now you know why I ignored all your Add Friend requests. Yea... shoo!!

The Real Meaning behind Hari Raya visits

Hari Raya visiting this time really opened up my eyes.
Year in, year out, each time the visiting period knocks on our door, we embrace it happily not knowing the real meaning and lessons to be learnt.

When we were kids, we went about houses to houses of friends and relatives, neighbours and even sometimes to the extend of people-who-just-happen-to-be-unlucky-to-have-their-doors-open. And in the end, when we leave the house, we expected to be given the customary duit raya. That, was 15 years ago.

My sister made it a point this year to cover as many houses as possible of people and places of the elderly, of grandmas and grandads - of familiar faces whom have been part of our lives since small. It is significant because she is to embark on her next phase of growing up - to be a wife and later on, if God wills, a mother.

This brought us back to the days when we were young and carefree and these faces were the ones who took care of us. With each laughter they let go, was a memory long forgotten and was only etch on the back of their minds. It was only until now it has been released to us to pass down the stories back to the next generation.

This Raya also brought me into unchartered places. Alas we have been blinded by the concrete walls and staccatoic mundane paths we only took, never venturing out. It was only until now that we set foot into the shadows of the Earth. A life lesson to teach us that the sun isn't always shining, that setbacks are awaiting, that a single mistake could detour our whole rosy plan we had since young. Of how families are torn. Of how arrogance within showed completely on each facial look. Of how a dry cemented floor can not only be found on our old school classrooms.

In the end, of the set backs that we come across, do we stay there exclaiming we are stuck? Or do we move out of harm's way and seek better and proper paths that will hopefully bring us back to a road that has a brighter future.

Only next year's visit can tell me the determining answer.
We all hope for the best.

All's well that Ends Well - HK Quarantine over

7 days. Approximately 168 hours. And at 8.30pm, all 283 guests who were quarantined at the Hong Kong Metropark hotel in Wan Chai finally got to taste their freedom. As you know, they were all locked up to prevent the spread of the H1N1 Influenza A virus which came from a Mexican who developed the flue symptoms on Thursday last week.

It puts a negative question mark on my HK Trip initially. All warning lights were on and news bulletins - if any about HK - goes into RSS feeds mode.

But with recent developments, can now let out a sigh of relief - at least for the moment.

And at least for now - thank you to the Mexican who came forth to declare your illness, for the 283 who followed instructions and complied with the lockdown, for the Metropark hotel staff who dealt with the quarantine with as much friendly gesture as they could ever manage (knowing the customer service in HK, I'm not much surprised that they did well), and right down to the Hong Kong people who played their part and warm gestures to bring relief in terms of food and etc to the people who were quarantined inside. Though the measures were considered draconian to many, it is the warmth that they feel for the past 1 week that will bring them back to Hong Kong and with flocks of their friends with them another time round.


It is at this time also I wondered if and should Singapore have done such drastic measures, will those locked down in the rooms leave shouting to the cameras like the South Korean businessman Jimmy Hong "I'm happy! I love Hong Kong people!" he said, hugging a policeman as he stepped out, or will the inverse happen.

It is an episode to remember and for us to learn from Hong Kong should it happen to us.

Countdown lei...

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Yea.. no fair. Copy and paste.
But really ah. Need to force myself to start blogging from my mobile since I can't seem to do it when I'm free. In the words of a colleague "No good... no good".

Topic for today... countdown. To. My. Maybe. Maybe not. Happening.
The word is dejected. Haah.. I am dejected. Hopefully everything will turn out well this time around. Usually by this time, I would've been excited at the very thought of leaving the nest to explore new horizons. Up to now, I'm still very much into work and not thinking much, other than the going?-not going? question ringing in my head. Really really crossing fingers and eyes for this.

What drove me to blog in today? Cause I see people's Facebook's albums. So fun huh your lives. How comes mine isn't? Maybe when you all start working then lah you'll be as "committed" as me till no time to have social fun. Or I think I'm just drawing myself into the shell. Not that I got no time, more like I don't prefer to go out. Then again, every week I always have some thing to do lei. Conpused lah boboi.

Ohh OHH!! Tomok won the One in a Million competition last Friday night. Shocking isn't it. His voice was ok, no longer the sengau2 Tomok we knew during his premature NewBoyz days. His VTs before any songs he sang was more of him telling his side of the real story when he was in NewBoys and during the decline of the sengau-rians. It was actually sad to hear that they pelted stones at him and such. No wonder he's back with a vengeance. Oh well, good luck to you k. Maybe this time around, it will be better off for you.

I'm leaping back to K-Dramas and anything Ks (yea... I would buy that KIA Cerato Forte if I have the money). Current tele-favourites are Golden Bells on Friday nights and 2-hr Marathon of Boys Over Flowers on Sunday mornings. Ringtone's doing Paradise from Boys Over Flowers OST also. Wahahaha. Ok, outz.