Days of Delirium

Here I am, in this dark room on the last afternoon of 2008. Alone but not lonely, all silent yet still loud. Things have passed, people died, changes made. And now the time is up. Moving on to year 2009. Thanks to the early wishers, be it new year or birthday, Ayi, Ann Jie and Fifi. Not forgetting Zafirah and Fa who really wanna cheer me up and made celebration plans for the eve. Still, I couldn't afford to move a muscle to smile. Lots of things lingering around. Most importantly, the same old question resonates in my head: "Why can't the people whom I wanted so badly to be happy for me, be happy for me?" I'm not sure if it's even grammatically correct to put it that way but I know you're with me. You got the idea. Why can't you accept your son is finally doing something that he likes and get over it? Life isn't always about what you wanted, what you planned to be. Yes, I chose not to be stuck in dentistry because at the end of the day, it's me...

Time flies by so quickly and this coming 2009, my niece, my only niece, Nurul Hana Khairul will be entering kindergarten-hood. Seems like it was only a few days back when I first visited her in Taiping Hospital with me, in my school-prefect attire shortly after she was delivered. I may not be the best person she could look up to for the best and finest things in life but one thing I am sure of, she would always have my support for everything that she does and will do in the future. As Mother Theresa once put it, if we judge people then we wouldn't have the time to love them. Little for me to do, I bought her a new school bag from KLCC - pink, Princess Barbie, trolley bag, as requested personally from her. And to accompany the newly-arrived bag (I won't buy off-season and discounted ones for my little princess here, God forbid), I bought her a matching pencil case with everything she might need - pencils, erasers, color pencils and so on. Make your dedet and umi proud, dearest ...

So, I have a MySpace account for more than 4-5 years and of course, I've met a thousand and one kinds of people online. Which are exactly my point of rant today. These sick people really got me going. I mean, c'mon we all have been through that ugly phase. In my case, the phase when I assumed everything I saw on TV and magazines would look good on me as well. Cue: Tight-tees, colored sunglasses, crazy poses in front of camera (self-pics, of course) etc. You get the idea. But, that was like 7-8 years ago when I was 13 or 14! When you're doing it in your 20s or 30s, it's no longer the hormones' fault. It's all about you and you're the one who needs to wake up. I don't really add 'friends' like most of them. And of the people who requested to be in my friends list, I'd say I rejected about 95% of them. That explains why I only have around 190-200 friends though I've been around for close to 5 years. I'm not snobby or anything that rhyme...

Though still about 10 days away, birthday comes early for me this year. In this case, it's a pleasant one. Muy pleasant! I've been officially Vuitton-ed. Much, much thank you to Mr Mohd Khairi Khalil for the prezzie. You know I owe you big time (and big label). Happy 22nd birthday to me :)

Today, Dec 19 2008, I decided to have some private me-time around the city. Decked in my black basic D&G tee, checkered shorts from Guess? (my favorite silly shorts) and flip-flops from Camel Active, I head to the Upper Mid Side of Kuala Lumpur a.k.a Bukit Bintang. I made a stop in Etro, chatting away with Eyrja before knowing that my friend canceled our supposed-high-tea together. Dayum. Like heaven-sent, Nik, my favorite stranger called asking if I was in Etro and decided to hang out with me for a while since he was already there in Pavilion. We hang around for a while before he decided to ask his two other 'friends' to tag along. It turned out, by friends, he meant Anuar Zain and his sister, Ziana Zain. Shitmotherfuckerfuckshit. I was starstruck for 2 minutes. Since there were two of them, so I was officially starstruck for 4 minutes. Ha, mathematics! Four of us went window shopping in Gucci and Prada, checking out stuff while chit-chatting in between and I had to contro...

So, I have received some feedback about this new layout and all of them are more like complaints. Chewah, complaints. Macam website kerajaan pulak. Some told me that the alignment went all wrong with the posts shifted to the left (or right?) though I have checked through my Firefox and Safari browsers and both didn't give me any of the problem. So perhaps it has got to do with one's computer resolution compatibility to the layout. And just now Ri told me that he couldn't post any comment and I've checked it and yes, it is true. So many hiccups. I guess I just have to reboot to the good ol' layout then. That's until I make a new one minus all these probs. K

My last day and in my working attire. C'mon, gimme a break will ya? I had written a post earlier but I scrapped it off as it didn't sound more like me. And I'm not really sure of what I should be saying here, or more appropriately which one to tell first because there are lots to tell. If you have read my blog (more like a personal rant) before, you'll notice the new layout that I put here. It took me 5 hours to select, edit and publish it according to what I like and I must say, I think I should do something more to it. Don't you agree? Anyway, I still like the whole new cheeky-layout of my blog. Hehe. Much better from the previous narcissist-layout, yes? I ended my month-long stint last few days and to my surprise, it was much harder than I imagined. Call me sentimental, but I didn't know that I could be that attached to my job, or more appropriately, the store. Felt like leaving my children forever when I was doing my final stock-check and closing down the s...

What's the most interesting thing about sales? You can get usual items for a much, much lower price of course, silly! I got this new pair of jeans which I totally love from Juicy Couture for Men. I was informed that Juicy Couture was having an end-of-season sale and although I couldn't make it (due to work), I dispatched my loyal hommie, Abg Ayi to be my eyes and hands (and wallet too). I told him I wanted a pair of jeans that's not too edgy, too crazily ripped or heavily studded here and there. Just a simple one which I can wear for every day use. And of course, only if the price was reasonable as a pair of Juicy Couture jeans cost around RM850-RM1100. And he got me this one! El perfecto! What a bargain and I love it. The thing with these high-end jeans is that they fit perfectly and you will fall in love as soon as you slip your legs into them . Juicy Couture is available in Couture Pavilion, Pavilion Kuala Lumpur

What a very long day. After I bid goodbye to my hommie, Abg Ayi in Puduraya, I was so clueless of where to go to kill my time. After much contemplation, I decided to buy a train ticket and head to Pavilion. There wasn't many people, though it was Sunday and in the afternoon. I stopped by Etro, where I worked and Anya Hindmarch (located opposite of Etro) to do some bug-job to Kak Azfar and Jue in respective stores. Then, I took a stroll around the mall and checked out some things, reluctantly. The Marc Jacobs tote that I wanted was still there for 30% off. Wonder when I'll get it. Oh, Bally has some cool messenger bags and totes as well. There was a band playing what-seemed like Christmas carol in the Bintang Circle. That was it. I headed up to level 6. In Times bookstore, I found comfort browsing through the pages of a book called 'The Qur'an: A Biography' by Bruce Lawrence. A very good, educational biography about what he said as "one of the greatest and most ...

Regardless of your political views, this woman deserves your attention and applause for her determination and courage to brave the dirty realms of politics. One minute she was the silent spouse of a deputy Prime Minister who was never in the lime-light, the next minute she was the anchor of the family with an ousted husband, a president of a political party and the voice of hope for many. On this December 3rd, happy 56th birthday, Datuk Seri Dr. Wan Azizah Wan Ismail. May you Lord continue to smile upon you and your journey.

Thanks Puan Sri for the November salary. I CERTAINLY look forward for my December's. I *heart* my part-time work, not yours 'coz mine is cooler. Wink wink. Hehe ignore me.