Tentang Majnun, Romeo, Tuah et al.

Was tagged by Paival. Did not know what that meant until I did some 'research' :D (ketinggalan betul aku nih).


So here it is; this is how I look at 2.31 am Monday morning 10th Zulhijjah 1429 :p

Those are headphones, by the way. Not Princess Leia-like hairdo for berhari raya.

Hope I made your day, Paival. And Selamat Hari Raya Aidil Adha :)

P/S: I want to tag other ppl, but I don't have that many friends who blog... Will try to find my way to tagging.

Found this while surfing youtube: a clip waaaaaaaaay back from the time when Kevin Costner was the heartthrob of the moment.

Still think that men in white shirts are the sexiest.

Mr. Aku-jiwang-kat-kau-lah, this song is for you.

Yup, jiwang again (naturally)...

I am confused. With all his barrage of questions, I can only think of one question to ask him: Why do you care?

Maybe I shouldn't be so cynical.

I am really out of my mind.

• "Love is like the sunshine; no matter how tightly you shut down your heart, the sunlight will find a way to shine into it. Love’s process is unstoppable." Nurmuhemmet Yasin
• "Love is a profound feeling of tender affection for or intense attraction to another. It is considered a deep, ineffable feeling shared in passionate or intimate interpersonal relationships." Wikipedia

Love can be calculated!

Pernah tak korang kusut sangat, sampai rasa nak termuntah? Ni bukan termuntah macam kena keracunan makanan tu; ni lebih kepada rasa nak muntah sebelum masuk dewan periksa masa SPM, atau sebelum nak cakap kat orang yang kita minat gila yang kita minat gila kat dia, atau sementara nak tunggu keputusan ujian HIV punya rasa nak muntah.

Aku tak tahu sangat kenapa aku rasa macam tu sekarang. Yang aku tau, aku dah ambik SPM lebih sepuluh tahun lepas (ops...); aku belum nak cakap kat orang yang aku minat yang aku minat gila kat dia, atau ambik ujian HIV.

Sedang dilanda tekanan kah aku? Mungkin.
Sedang menahan perasaan kah aku? Mungkin juga.

Atau mungkin juga aku dah kenyang sangat makan nasik lemak kat kopitiam tadi.

It's hard to swallow things that are close to your heart, your soul and your body. Yesterday and today has been quite hard on me, I think. Nobody I can actually blame, though. Except stupid, heartless people, and that includes myself.
I'd been hit left, right and center. Yesterday was the start of everything. I thought I could hide my jealousy, but somehow I was not that good an actress I thought I was. So much for the professional, non-committal, more-or-less expressionless expression I thought I was trained well to put on. After all the years of trying not to give any visual cues to the patients and their parents (in much more ways than one), in the end, my heart and soul won. My emotions shone through my eyes like the beam used by Scotty to transport Spock or Capt. Kirk in Star Trek.
I was hit again today. By statements that were unfair, and not well-researched. Even the questions were quite unfair themselves. I admit I have not told those people the whole truth, but do I really need to?

Maybe I do....

Whatever it is,

Bila yang tertulis untukku
Adalah yang terbaik untukmu
Kan kujadikan kau kenangan
Yang terindah dalam hidupku
Namun takkan mudah bagiku
Meninggalkan jejak hidupku
Yang t'lah terukir abadi
Sebagai kenangan yang terindah

(Kenangan Terindah - Samsons)

...and at the same time, I am happy.

Went out for that date. We went to Pan Pacific for the IDP Education Fair (skema kan?), and then to The Mall for lunch, and then to KLCC to watch Remp-It (yes, I like Zulhuzaimy enough to watch this film).

But we ended up not watching Remp-It - too many people and the tickets were sold out; it's cuti sekolah, after all. We ended up shopping for my cousin's wedding gift and a deep-fryer, and having coffee, and talking about nearly everything. And also tit-watching (somehow many of my guy friends feel comfortable enough to discuss other women's tits with me. I wonder why...).

So now I am kusut, but together with it comes that elated feeling, that euphoria, that feeling that makes you smile out of the blue. That feeling of knowing that you will remember this date for years to come.

OK, I'm making myself kusut again.

Got to go to Bangi and learn how to cook udang masak sambal petai from Nenek now. To ask Mak will only make her suspicious....

Life isn't a matter of milestones, but of moments - Rose Kennedy


I passed another milestone today - I went out with a married man. This is not the case of Datuk K-Siti kind of relationship; I went out with a young(er) man who is also married. And neither is it a case of going out with your married old buddy from high school. This is different, and it is complicated.

It's complicated because I think I have a little bit of feeling for him. And it's difficult, because I can't show it, and I can't even hope on it. Sure you can give it just a little teeny weeny of hope, but trust me, you somehow know that there is 99% chance of you not making it into reality.

And what makes me kusut now is that I agreed to go out with him again tomorrow. C'est la vie...

I am happy. I found a bluetooth device lying on my brother's desk.

Now I have sooooooooooooooooooo many music files in my handphone. I'll have a spree choosing my ringtone after this.

I have Flybait's Kenangan Lalu, Art Fazil's Merindu Kepastian, Robbie Williams' Supreme, and Maya's and Wyclef Jean's Ghetto Superstar.

I think I'll download Siti's Cindai and Siti and Noraniza's Hati Kama.

To quote a favourite blogger: mak suka mak suka! *tepuk tangan*