Day Six

Today is my cousin's birthday. Happy birthday to you, I hope I did not get the date wrong.   

There is something about playback of old songs. They seem to take you to the exact space and time in your life when the song was what made you go on a high. Agreed. 

Jadi pengajarannya di sini, jangan dengar album artis kegemaran yang baru di dowload dari 4shared.com sambil membuat perkara2 yang tidak digemari. Seperti. Melihat gambar yang tidak mengembirakan.  

What happens is this. You play the song when you are miles away from civilization in the middle of the sea and you are on standby because you are waiting for the crane. And then you click open photos folder and click play on your media player. And then you start browsing  through the photos and all you see is the flaws that you have.  

Job went well, when did I take the time to celebrate that? 

Windows are inviting.

So what happens to and unread email? You send it back. And resend. And send. Until the recipient gets it. And eventually reads it. There are some things that we never really get around to discussing. Primarily because I am not up to talking and weeping my heart out while he tries to make sense of the whole commotion.

Yesterday I went to a photography exhibition. Our motives was not in sync with the expo. They wanted to convey a message, but we wanted to evaluate or study the technique on display. Which came to a point where we were trying to get good composition of our shots (giggling and being so girlish) while trying not to offend the whole purpose of the expo. Paham ke ni.

The tone yesterday was like the weather. Serious, dark, cloudy and eventually rainy. I hinder myself from these flavored days. They make my week go bad and stale.

There's a music and art event later happening at BB. I would go before it gets dark so that I will not be mingling with too many drunk people who have strong perception about hijab bearing babes at arts and music events. Ah. Perasan je.

Jom la pergi mintak MC kat klinik pagi ini.

Susun Kemas-kemas

Getting ready to go:

Lipat PPE, basuh tudung kerja, mandi.
Gosok tudung cantik, pkai lotion, bedak dan body spray.
Aku suke wangi-wangi.
Sejak sekolah lagi, kan ujie kan?

Dia lambat.

Eyeliner sikit, dan blusher buat main-main.
Bukan dia akan perasan pon.
So why bother.

Ida datang mengadu dekat aku.
Kami berbincang. Biasa lah, kalau soal hati. Mana pernah ada jawapan yang jelas dan nyata.
Susah kan membesar ni.
Yang penting kau tetap sayangkan dia, Ida.

Kereta da sampai.
Naik, seatbelt? Tgk la kejap lagi.

Kenapa sekarang dah tak cakap aku nampak cantik atau comel?

Fun oh oh grofi

Hari ini sy terjumpa sesuatu yang menganggu fikiran sy.
Sy sebenarnya tidak pasti bagaimanakah cara sebenar utk sy bereaksi.
Harus kah ada reaksi?
Nanti mesti dia kata sy fikir y bukan2.
Tapi sy betul2 rasa nak demam ni.

Sy tahu dia tidak kenal akan perempuan y comel, berbibir mungil dan bertubuh cantik itu. Sy pasti.

Tapi sy tetap rasa sedikit tidak sedap hati. Sekarang boleh la lagi. Mungkin. Boleh lagi sy tahan. Kerana kami tiada apa2.
Apa2 y solid. Cuma kata2 indah saja y dikongsi setiap hari.

Kata2 indah dan cita2 y dibina bersama. Tapi benda seperti itu mudah diperolehi. Dengan sesiapa saja kita boleh berkongsi, bukan?

Cita2 sy berubah mengikut perisa y dihidang. Adakala ia pedas, berapi dan sungguh sedap. Ada juga kala dimana sy rasa matang, classy dan chic. Tapi itu semua dulu.

Kenapa bila sy kerek baru berjaya mendapat perhatian.

Sekarang ni sy cuma boleh rasa satu perkara iaitu badan sy rasa betul2 nak demam.