I've been procrastinating on updating my blog. I believe no one has the luxury of time like I do. Hahahahaha.....
A lot has passed by, such as the gamelan invitational play at kak Ju's friend's wedding, Iehan's wedding where I met Jar and Nazilah yang lama gile tak jumpe, Jeff Kollman Showcase at Planet Hollywood, Iqah following Ikmal for Radiostar's charity show at Sunway with other groups like Pretty Ugly, Deja Voodoo, OAG, etc, the missed Rantai where Radiostar launched their EP, lepak-ing with Jimmy before he moved to KK (sian Chris), the most recent Dewa 19 concert (a helluva of a show) which means missing Azwa-Alan wedding, karaoke-ing till 3 am on a Saturday, window-shopping and SHOPPING, taking up an interest on Unit Trust to be so-called 'financially free' (after continuing reading my Rich Dad Poor Dad), picking up the guitar and actually been able to play it in tune (Fender is oh-so-heavenly), got hooked on Teppanyaki (thanks to Ikmal yang takut dengar ayat 'Japanese food').
A lot actually has happened. And still, I'm here procrastinating yet another story. Life is not like before....
This evening, I called Namo from the office. Needed someone to talk to. I called her because I think she would understand the feelings I'm feeling now (I mean, at that moment!). Had a good cry, talking to her. I only realised then that I have had no one to talk to and share my feelings with, because I could not find anyone who would be able to understand me and the things I'm going through. She did not really have a solution for me, but at least talking to a familiar voice with the informed concern made me feel better. Yeah, I cried at my cubicle, and I did not give a damn whether anyone was listening or not. But at the end of the conversation, I felt OK. Thanks Namo. Love you. It's nice to realise that you still have good friends in times of hardships.
Later after work, Ikmal came and pick me up and we headed to Kopitiam Yap Kwan Seng, for tea (where I ended up ordering hot choc and nasi lemak). huhuhuh..... My eyes were actually still brimming with tears when I got down at the lobby, but when I entered his car, he passed me his mobile phone and asked me to talk to Nisa. I could not be crying, could I? So we talked. Nisa has just registered for her Art & Design Dip at UiTM Kuching and is now undergoing the Orientation Programme for New Students. Great!! Wish her luck, that cutie-pie :-) Soon, I was not on the verge of bursting with tears anymore. Ikmal and I talked on money, future, investments, UT, and his successful exam with the PNB (or something that sounds like that. Didn't get it accurate).. I was really happy to hear that he passed. I pray that he'll go through the rest of the tests smoothly, because I do want him to succeed. A good man like him deserves a good life. God, please help him (and me, too!)..
Sudah lah. I need to take my bath, say my prayers, and sleep. Been late to work for the past 5 months, I think (jhahahahahah..... damn me!).... I have to change my attitude towards work soon.... Very soon...
Till then, please know, dear readers, that I love Allah, I love mama & babah, I love Aim & Iqah, I love my friends, I love my money, I love my dopod, I love my body, I love my eyes, I love my Fender, I love music, I love HIM still.....
Ciao!!!
A lot has passed by, such as the gamelan invitational play at kak Ju's friend's wedding, Iehan's wedding where I met Jar and Nazilah yang lama gile tak jumpe, Jeff Kollman Showcase at Planet Hollywood, Iqah following Ikmal for Radiostar's charity show at Sunway with other groups like Pretty Ugly, Deja Voodoo, OAG, etc, the missed Rantai where Radiostar launched their EP, lepak-ing with Jimmy before he moved to KK (sian Chris), the most recent Dewa 19 concert (a helluva of a show) which means missing Azwa-Alan wedding, karaoke-ing till 3 am on a Saturday, window-shopping and SHOPPING, taking up an interest on Unit Trust to be so-called 'financially free' (after continuing reading my Rich Dad Poor Dad), picking up the guitar and actually been able to play it in tune (Fender is oh-so-heavenly), got hooked on Teppanyaki (thanks to Ikmal yang takut dengar ayat 'Japanese food').
A lot actually has happened. And still, I'm here procrastinating yet another story. Life is not like before....
This evening, I called Namo from the office. Needed someone to talk to. I called her because I think she would understand the feelings I'm feeling now (I mean, at that moment!). Had a good cry, talking to her. I only realised then that I have had no one to talk to and share my feelings with, because I could not find anyone who would be able to understand me and the things I'm going through. She did not really have a solution for me, but at least talking to a familiar voice with the informed concern made me feel better. Yeah, I cried at my cubicle, and I did not give a damn whether anyone was listening or not. But at the end of the conversation, I felt OK. Thanks Namo. Love you. It's nice to realise that you still have good friends in times of hardships.
Later after work, Ikmal came and pick me up and we headed to Kopitiam Yap Kwan Seng, for tea (where I ended up ordering hot choc and nasi lemak). huhuhuh..... My eyes were actually still brimming with tears when I got down at the lobby, but when I entered his car, he passed me his mobile phone and asked me to talk to Nisa. I could not be crying, could I? So we talked. Nisa has just registered for her Art & Design Dip at UiTM Kuching and is now undergoing the Orientation Programme for New Students. Great!! Wish her luck, that cutie-pie :-) Soon, I was not on the verge of bursting with tears anymore. Ikmal and I talked on money, future, investments, UT, and his successful exam with the PNB (or something that sounds like that. Didn't get it accurate).. I was really happy to hear that he passed. I pray that he'll go through the rest of the tests smoothly, because I do want him to succeed. A good man like him deserves a good life. God, please help him (and me, too!)..
Sudah lah. I need to take my bath, say my prayers, and sleep. Been late to work for the past 5 months, I think (jhahahahahah..... damn me!).... I have to change my attitude towards work soon.... Very soon...
Till then, please know, dear readers, that I love Allah, I love mama & babah, I love Aim & Iqah, I love my friends, I love my money, I love my dopod, I love my body, I love my eyes, I love my Fender, I love music, I love HIM still.....
Ciao!!!
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