Conman : Take 2

Last night was the hunt for conman (second round). To cut a long story to the size of a miniskirt, Jafri's father stepped in and saved the day. We'll be getting our money transferred into his bank account by next Wednesday.

It was good seeing Sean again. He hasn't changed; not that I can tell of. =D Finally got round to that lunch he owed Jaf and I! Only, it was supper at Popeye's instead. The girl drove. *Wink wink* Sean is a really good pole! All of a sudden I could do parallel parking without a hitch. Of course, could have been something to do with the fear of ramming down my friend as well, hahaha. 'til next time, then.

Ah, the good times. =)

Autopilot

It's always like this, huh. Once you've reached a high, you get the rug pulled rudely from underneath your feet and land sorely on your rump.

I felt a rush, speed; without registering the feeling of locomotion. I was driving without seeing. Nothing felt real; not the slick of my hands, the tension in my feet, the hot Sunday sun beating on my face, nor the cars moving alongside (or towards) me. Worse, some part of me knew that reality could see me bleeding against the steering wheel in a minor slip of judgment. Still I drove on autopilot.

He was there, best as he could; as I walked for 40 minutes sick with worry, looking for her. This is not what mothers do. But she's no ordinary mom.

"Nahh," he says, "No need to get all so miserable about this. Ugly things happen all the time."
He's the only one I know who uses "Nahh". It makes me smile.

4 hours later, I'd packed my bags and left home. We needed time out.



And now I'm back where I'd spent the whole 18 years of my life, picking up the pieces. I've changed before; I can do it again. That is my sole consolation.

I'll be (almost) a saint.

A Special Someone, Do You Have One?

Valentine's Day, this year, was the most heartily celebrated one so far. Lynette secured tickets for Juliana and I to her church (SIB) V-day youth event, and it shockingly slipped my mind that the dress code was Smart Casual. I turned up Way Casual. Ahah, no matter. At least the service was solid. That day's message was relevant, and the pastor, more like a stand-up comedian than a preacher. The most impactful part was when the two emcees (who were really a married couple) shared their experience in courtship.

They're 5 years apart, and met as students in the UK when she was only 20. This was followed by a 7-year long-distance relationship before marriage, when she returned to Malaysia. All throughout, they put God at the centre of the universe. It is truly a story so sweet and genuine, it deserves to be made into a movie instead of all those sappy, corny stuff they serve up in cinemas.

I thought I'd be ecstatic at the 3 Of Us being together again, but it didn't happen. And I'm not quite sure how to explain it. So I won't.

Dropped Ju off at OU and crawled back home in a jam to quickly bathe and change for dinner with Kok Loong, a long-time guy friend. It turned out to be one of the very nicest outings; starting off with the brief introduction to my mother, with the neighbour looking on very curiously. Ahahah then we got into the car (happily, this was once when I could go out without driving!) and drove off into the sunset.

Okay, that's not the end. Hahaha, we're both known (to the public) to be really quiet people but we ended up chatting incessantly until the car was safely parked. Then we joined the mega-long queue for movie tickets and succeeded in procuring second row seats for both Slumdog Millionaire and The Curious Case of Benjamin Button.

And then the hunt for dinner began. We landed in front of Paddington House of Pancakes, and tried in vain to attract the waiter's attention. Passed a few moments scanning the menu, and a few more standing aside so others could scan the menu to pass a few moments too. Lol. He really is The Most Patient Guy I've Ever Met. My mind, however, began to faintly buzz with impatience and I debated how long more 'til I'd suggest leaving for another place. Right then, a waiter finally held up his hand for two and we gladly walked in. We have a lot of things in common; the nicest being that we both are slow eaters. So it was probably the most stress-free meal for me, in terms of time. We stretched dinner so that we made it just nice for our 9.30 show. Lol, that long.

Actually, we missed a bit of the beginning, but Slumdog Millionaire was an interesting watch and a truckload of laughs. And Benjamin Button was satisfactory, as well. Brad Pitt was the total meltdown. Altogether, a solid movie night.

At 2.45 a.m., we sped home 'cause all of a sudden (after all these years), I had a curfew - back by midnight, like Cinderella. And that curfew, I only knew about it midway through the first movie. So there goes my late night partying, in the future. Ahah.

I must say, Kok Loong was in every sense the gentleman; happily in possession of that gallantry so sorely missing in the average modern-time male. He held doors open, never raised his voice, and most importantly (to me); knew to let the lady walk first. In a crowd, in a line; wherever that requires single file or weaving through, the majority of guys simply fail to give consideration to their female counterparts. And that, is never going to impress one like me.

Got home by 3.20 a.m.. I believe, there are bonds that refuse to be broken.

An original quote from yours truly :

A girl always wants to know where she stands.
And after she finds out, she doesn't want to stand there anymore.

This Is Where My Castle Tumbles Out Of The Sky

JAFRI ADAM DE SOUZAAA!!!!!!!


Do you know how sad this makes me? How disappointed? How... how... deflated?

It's as though my aim is gone; I only wanted to work because of that lifelong discount, I admit. Okay, I'm such a bookworm... so sue me!

And the Borders interview hasn't even arrived.

*After 2 minutes of being utterly let down*

Alright, this calls for a new P.O.A.. Using the best artillery on Earth, it's called :

Take It As It Comes.

Chilliiiing....

An Apple Birthday

Pretty old pictures from Lynette's party last year, December 30th. Hehehe at least they've finally made it here! Wooot.

The 3 Of Us
As it used to be, and has been, for 8 years.



Yann and her ke-me-ra-ke-me-ra
*It's something you've gotta hear me pronounce in real life*



The twins and Tanuja
Behind 'nett



Nicole, 'nett, Vivian and Baanu
Vvan and Baan had just passed their Undang that day, if I'm not mistaken.



Where was I?
Look at that ebil little Ju's face la. XD



Her slice.



It was fun driving round to Cake Sense to get the tiramisu cake, altogether.
Felt real college-kidlike, and HER cake has the honour of being the first of many such ones!
Cheers to the good times, mates.
=)

Dull My Senses

So I can slip... down into my broken world of dreams

If I were just a princess, waiting for my prince

Or a serial killer, a-hiding from my sins

Not that far gone, though, to say that anything

would be better than this.

She makes this place a madhouse

Makes me want to blot every movement out,
shut every fraction of sound...
out,
out,
out.

Dull my senses

So I can't feel

Not hurt, not pain;

Nor joy, again.

So I can't stare with reproach, haunting, in my eyes

Can't stab you with lightning stolen from the skies

So I can wrap myself away in a cocoon of doubt
In wrath, but in doubt
Of the sense in myself.

That death may cease to terrify me; death swooping down to rip the heart out of home. Death inching forward to take someone so eager to leave me.

Sense enough to wash this madness, together with the soap suds on the dishes...

Down the drainhole.


The doorbell rang.

She put down the plate, went to get the door.

It was a woman she'd never seen before.

She lifted her head with a saucy smile

It felt good to pretend, just for awhile

She didn't know the girl grappling for words, in the dining room,
just before.

Neither did she recognise the one who cheerily announced she was going to college in June,
to a complete stranger.

She was lost, for a moment. There in body but absent in spirit.

A vacant smile.

A moving shell.