Guess what?

In the mood for Roly Poly by T-ara.

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Indeed.

I don't think I need to explain more. Just so you know that it never left me.

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Malas Nak Layan.

Khamis baru ni masa nak lintas ke opposite Ampang Point sebab nak cepat2 naik bas, tiba-tiba je banyak kereta. Agak tension la gak sebab dah sampai masa bas nak jalan pulak.

Bila dah naik bas, tak ada option lain dari belakang driver. Yang sebelah lagi satu tu co-driver dia menyemak duduk.

Sekali, tengah aku duk arrange paper atas kerusi sebelah ni sebab nak letak bebarang aku, tetiba terdengar pulak pasal dreba dengan sebelah ni cakap pasal lintas jalan banyak kereta. Then tetiba dia tanya aku pulak kalau banyak kereta nak lintas camne.

Apsal pulak ni? Nak borak dua orang, takyah la nak libatkan orang lain.

Marah pulak aku bila tetiba dia tanya. Tanya style sindir2 pulak tu.

Mulut pulak saje baik hati nak jawab dengan nada tensen. Pandai2 lah, jawab mulut yang boleh je nak diam kasi nampak macam aku ni pekak.

Terus aku sumbat telinga dengan earphone.


Sent from my iPod

Plans Revised.

Lagu berirama Bossa Nova di belakang.

Tak suka betul kalau ape yang berlaku tak ikut plan.

Am supposed to go out today for a food testing session. Memula semalam minah tu cakap kat Bora Asmara. Aku tanye la, yang kat Ampang tu ke? Dia pun bersungguh2 cakap iye. Sekali bila pergi sana, sorang pun takde. Rupenye yang kat Kg. Sungai Penchala. Haisy.

And supposednye klua tu tengahari, leh gi jalan2 soping jap. Sekali sorang kawanku cakap dia ade keje translasi untuk aku. So since dia gi opis dia tengahari, maka petang la baru aku leh klua.

And supposednye aku klua ni sebab nak dunlut. Connection kat rumah kan macam gampang. Sekali bila dah sampai kedai kopi, nak dunlut, tengok file 700mb+. Sah2 la lebih 3 jam paling cepat pun (mungkin kalau ade unifilagi kejap kot?

And supposednye lepas food testing tu gi soping. Hm. Gi soping skarang la. Ta.

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Ngeri.

In the mood for Girl You Know It's True by Milli Vanilli.
First time aku lalu sebelah kenderaan terbakar, aku yang drive. Posisi kereta tu hampir dengan tengah jalan, so bila aku drive tepi, terasa bahang. Takut kalau tiba2 kereta tu meletup vavavoom pulak.

Terasa jugak nak ambik gambar nak letak dalam blog. Tapi alhamdulillah fon abis bateri. Malas pulak nak masukkan bateri dalam DigiHari. So tak de la aku akan mengambil gambar, mengupload ke blog bersama entry ni, dan rasa bersalah sebab menyibuk je.

Tak ramai pulak yang berenti masa aku lalu tu. Both sides. Aku rase seperti accident tu baru je berlaku tu. Tu yang lagi nak cepat2 blah dari situ, takut tetiba dia nak meletup pulak dah kan. Polis pun baru sampai. Tak de bunyi ambulans atau bomba.

Bila dah lepas traffic light masuk simpang ke rumah, aku terfikir balik. Sempat ke driver tu keluar kereta? Ade ke orang kat sebelah masa accident tu berlaku? Nampak tadi pintu sebelah driver terbukak, sempat la kot bergolek sebelum kereta terbakar.

Ih. Ngeri.

ThE DeaTh aNd ThE StRaWBeRRy

Take Off

In the mood for Take Off by 2PM


These kids are ready for their take off this afternoon.

One will go to Finland, another to Shanghai, the rest to Russia, USA and the Netherlands.

Have to admit, even after over a year sending and receiving postcards through Postcrossing, I've never get bored of it. A bit malas, yeah, at several points of time. But never bored.

Wanna know why?

I love the feeling of receiving postcards. Nope, not only that. Snail mails included. And oh, packages too. Especially internationally. And I bet most of us feels the same too.

A friend once was a bit skeptical to this exchange. There's this hidden danger to this by exposing your address to the world, that said friend said. True, true.

This thing is actually more or less like that international pen pal thingy I once took part in many many years ago. You give out your address in order to get someone else's address, so you can start your search for a prince from other country. Well, not actually for that purpose, but it sure feels great if you got one. And I remember paying RM2 (or was it RM20? Tak ingat, around that la kot) to get my name and address in the loop.

The most significant pen pal I had that time was someone by the name of Micaela Kurcgor or something like that, from Rio de Janeiro, Brazil. She was the only pen pal whom I kept in touch the longest, about 4-6 years I guess; lost contact when both of us enter pre-U (she went to a college, guess pre-U only exists in Malaysia?), and also due to the information age where snail mails are thing of the past.

The similar thing about this Postcrossing and that pen pal thingy is both are relying heavily on trust. Providing personal information is an act of trust and should be taken seriously. They should only provide your address to the intended recipient, and you will have to trust them for this to happen.

Yes, you should not simply trust anyone. Especially the net. But by being too rigid, you are shielding yourselves from the many incredible possibilities of the world.

I've broken out of this shell when I first did my online transaction to buy books from MPH (at that time I don't think Postcrossing already existed).

When I first set up my Postcrossing account, I was being very cautious. But when the postcards started to came in, I felt very happy (especially when I received those cute ones =] ) I even set up another account for this.

So.. why don't you get ready for your take off?

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A Horrid Sunday

[This post contains graphical references. Avoid reading if you hate to read anything with regards to body fluid disposal, something like that. You have been warned, and any distasteful remarks will be deleted.]

Maybe it was because of something I ate on Saturday, my stomach started to buat hal on Sunday morning about 8.05-ish.

A Post Delayed.

Not this one. There's one in my iPod, waiting to be finished. This is just garnish. To keep this blog alive. Something like that la.

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Bengang Ajer.

In the mood for Like This, Like That by 5Dolls


I hate it when my internet's down. It's not like I can't do anything else when it's down. In fact, it gives me the perfect opportunity to blog. But then, due to the high level of malasness... I need not to say more.

I think I have done a post like this one before. But then I don't really care of how many times I've been ranting about internet connection yang mega sucks. And I really want to know, is it just me, or are there any other angry souls who face this same shitty experience.

Kalau aku ade tak bayar langsung ni tak pe la jugak serbis macam ni. Ni tiap2 bulan on time tu. Dah la aku cakap toksah call lagi pasal auto payment, dia pi call aku lagi 3 kali? Tak reti bahasa kot?

Konon la platinum winner of RD's Trusted Brand 2011. Kepala bapak hang la.

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