Not my lover.. but more than a friend..

To Ajax... Updating... updating...

(Pffft some of uols have no patience at all!)

I was chatting with a darling friend last night (yes while i was chatting with u too Ajax.. see i am so multiple tasking... ;-) and u are a darling friend too ok, just got upgraded about 2 secs ago..)

Yea back to my darling friend, we used to work in the same office. About 6 months ago we went seperate ways. He Guangzhou, me Dubai.

So last night we were on webcam. No-no.. not the cybersex bit.. Huh uols think i would expose myself to uols that much? THINK AGAIN! I was just merely showing him my new empty apartment. Oh i forgot to update uols that i finally moved out from Kate's! To a very cozy 2 bedrooms apartment in Dubai Marina. Nice view... well if u stand at some certain angle, yea u can see some impressive waterfront view... And a lot of sun too. And already i bumped into some hot looking opposite sex during my many elevator trips... Yea i am definitely gonna have some good fun here. Err... i mean... u know... it's always nicer to borrow sugar from a cute neighbour than just a neighbour. Or help looking at my plumbing... (is that how uols call it nowadays? heh heh..)

Why are we talking about sex.. err.. i mean my neighbours here? The star of this blog should be my darling friend yea. Sorry. I am such a scatter-brained creature, but uols know that already...

Back to the webcam part. I was having nice spagetti bolognaise extravaganza a-la rodie, and he was.. hey i don't know what he was doing actually.. (blurr face).. erm oh he was not on webcam. However the same night, i got myself a new pet. It's a blue fighter fish. Fierce little guy... So as we were talking about the happennings in my life, i showed this fish to him. We squeeled and shrieked on msn, like little bitches. You see in 2003 we had the very same coloured fighter fish in our office and ofcourse, fishes don't have long life span yea... so it died (oh i have another story about this fish too!!!! next blog..) We were so excited that (he said and i quote) i found an Arab version of the very same fighter fish!! Oh and named him J.R. Handsome name for a handsome fish.

So out of all these excitement, he decided that we should celebrate.

How u think?

He sent me a song. Titled 'Goyang-goyang' - means shake-shake. The unique part of it is, the song tittle is in Malay, but the song is in Tamil, and he is a Chinese!!!! And the rythm... Maaann how we got really excited! Always! Squeeling & shrieking (on msn still) like bithces.. Again!!! When i finished downloading the song we played the song together and how we went goyang-goyang!!! And let me tell ya that was THE MOST EXCITING EVENT OF MY WEEK!!!!

So, the subtance of the whole story is, only this kind of deep friendship would enjoy this kind of unforgetable meaningful moments.

Uols agree??

OH...!

I forgot to mention this tiny detail..

Some of you sharper wit people might be wondering... hey what happen to the uncle who was mowing the compound ya... Wether he felt sorry...guilty...

You know what...

Because he was too engrossed with his task, and the sound of the mower was very loud, he didn't notice what had happenned just a few yards away.

And the greatest thing about this part of the detail is....

My beautiful Mak.

Her heart is so pure that she never ever told the uncle of what had happend.... that he could be the cause of me loosing one of my eyesight...

Just because she didn't want the uncle to feel guilty or blaming himself...

Sigh......

MAK & her powerful WORDS.

Ok.

MAK = MOTHER. That's how I called her.

I was 4. Weird as it sounds, I can actually remember certain events that happened during that very young age. The incident I was about to tell you took place just after I celebrated my 4th birthday in our village's kindergarden that I went to, and then it was teatime.

Mak was grating coconut in the kitchen (the old fashion Malay traditional thing-a-magicky ... I am sure some of y'all might still recall it). At that very same time, the uncle next door, did us a neighbourly favour mowing our compound. It was a huge green compound we had back then. He used the motorised mower machine that was still new & oh-so-sophisticated at the time.

We were amazed by it. Abang & I. Abang was standing at dead centre of our kitchen door, watching the uncle in action. I wanted to join too, what abang was doing, I also wanna do, was always like that. As I was peering my head over the door jamb, Mak called out, "don't stand at the door, pebbles might flew to hit you..."(jangan berdiri kat pintu.... kena batu kang...) and just a split second after she finished her sentence... POW!!!!!!! A pebble came flying and hit me... just below my left eye. A few milimeters up and I could be blinded for life! I remembered putting my hands over the wound and was too shocked even to cry. Mak jumped from the grater, carried me, put me on her lap and start checking my wound. I don't remember anything much after that. What Mak had told me, the next morning half of my face became blue-black and Mak & Abah had to rush me to the hospital. The doctor then gave me some kind of shot right onto the wound.

There's much more incident similar to this after as I was growing up... and how I learnt to appreciate that very strong bond between us, that even just her words can affect me in so many big magical ways.

I already know that most of her quiet words was blessing & prayers for me (and abang ofcourse) .. even how bad a daughter I was to her sometimes... still I am wishing so much that she'd blessed me more, for I am forever a child who is still growing up.

If you look closely you still can see the scar under my left eye. I'll have it all my life I guess.. A special reminder of her words that never left me.

Really miss her. May her soul rest in peace, ameen.

So i replied...

HAYATI

Anak-anak ku,
Cahaya mata ku,
Jantung hati ku,
Penawar duka ku...

Anak-anak ku,
Nafas ku,
Nyawa ku,
Degup nadi ku...

Anak-anak ku,
Setiap ingatan mu,
Setiap rindu mu,
Setiap doa mu,
Bekalan semangat buat ku.

Like i said earlier... u don't need to understand this to understand us...

I call this LOVE

Found this in my e-mail today.

A poem from my girl Dania. She's 9. And i think she composed it herself, maybe not, but u can bet it's the most beautiful thing i read ever.

*ibu kusayang

tempat ku bermanja

jasamu ku kenang

hingga akhir masa.

*ibu mendidik ku

dengan penuh mesra

jasamu berikan

kusanjung, ku puja

*ku berjanji setia

mengikut kata2

apa terjadi

tetap ku hadapi

mama ni untuk mama.........dania

Not all of u can understand it, but all of you certainly can understand us.

Precious.

My MESIR lover... (maaaaaannnnn)

"A GIFT FROM
A TRUE HEART
TO A BELOVED HEART
29/3/2008
EGYPT"

Well well well well well..... Didn't know I have one.....

I'm tellin y'all.. The big important word again..... P-H-E-N-O-M-E-N-A-L.

See the AED50 note? I got this from Centrepoint as I was shopping there last week... (what did I buy... ermmmm... oh it was not Centerpoint... it was DFC, bought 2 pairs of s-e-x-y-y-y-y shoes! With rhinestones. Totally meant for whoring... really. The shoes, not me. Ofcourse. But u know... who knows what I am capable of rite...) Ops where was I?

Ah yes the AED50 note.

It so happenned that I wanted to pay Grace lunch money with this note, then I saw the scribbling and asked Nadine to translate it for me (see above above). Yea-yea-yea uols might say by now 'yea-huh what so phenomenal about that???' Focus ok, focus... Y'all smart people are not loving me as much anymore.... tsk..

See the date? I put it in bold ok so it will be more obvious for those who still care. Got it? Rang any loud bells? Want me to spell it out loud?

It's my BIRTHDAY !!

Just a coincidence? Ah dawn't thaynk so...

Maaaaannn how PHENOMENAL was that huh ..... one phenomenal occurrence keep happening after another. (Altogether now... PHENOMENAL!!)

Ok that's it. I am not going to say the word again for the rest of the month.

What word?

_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _.

Starts with a 'P'.

Seeing DOUBLES

Let me share something somewhat weird & phenomenal (give me chance to use big important words ok) that I am experiencing. I had actually been noticing it for quite sometime now. But let's just focus on the previous few days.

I went to Spinneys few nights ago, thought it might be too late already, so I checked my watch. It's 10.10pm. Then I bought milk, granola bars, cereals, tissue, ice cream - which totalled up aed50.50. Went home, watched a movie and dozed off on the sofa. When I woke up, checked my phone, the time showed 12.12am.

Then another night I went out with Kate. When we met at Mister Baker, checked my watch, it was 8.08pm. Then later we left to see Hazem at a bar in Satwa. The match between Turkey and Germany was on, I sms Ugur letting him know I am supporting Turkey... and a few seconds after he replied, Turkey scored, a guy named Ugur Boral made the goal. :O Checked my phone for the time when I was in the bar, it was 11.11pm! Hazem said hey your time is wrong, but that was not the case here!!!

The next morning, I was getting ready to go to the office,checked my watch again it was 8.08am. And the very same nite, in the taxi with Hazem & Kate, checked my phone, it was 11.11pm!

Y'all, these are the events that I remembered. There's more ofcourse that I can't recall in detail.

I'm tellin y'all... 8 out of 10 time-check, I will see doubles! Signs u think? Prophecies maybe (Yea I wish) Of what? Kinda mysteriously spooky if you think hard about it...

Hey any wise SIFU out there can help me out?

Complicated

I wish i could change

I wish i could change

I wish i could stop sayin the same old things

I wish i could be what u want me to be

I wish i could stop being the same old me

I wish i could loose all of my blues

I wish i could stop putting my blues on you

I wish i could love like nobody love

I wish that my goods outwit my bads enough

....... Suddenly there's nothing i want more.......

(Robin Thicke)

Still the hands, but reading.

What a productive week this had been. So glad it's Thursday again. Not so productive here in the blog because I was ignoring it for a whole week. It's ok I forgive myself.

Ok. So I met this girl during a get-together ... after being our chatty selves she claimed that she can read palm. I am not into this kind of B.S., but nevertheless, being a sport, I let her read mine. Hey a lot u can tell from just looking at hands actually ... I am not a pro, but just by studying one's hand, you can actually can tell things like your personality, length, depth (erm that's another story and  let us not get side-tracked here) ....

So this is what this palm-reader girl concluded about me...

CHEATER (damn), married twice, first marriage weak, second marriange strong. Still cheating tho' (what a bitch). Will come to a point in wealth where work is becoming unnecessary (lucky bitch). Too much worries, messy in the head but somehow always pull thru' hard times. Very strong, will of iron. Faced & will face a lot of challenge in life but won't easily break. Very caring to the love ones. Will travel far but will go home eventually.

Hmmmmmmm...... should I reveal if she got it correctly or not?

Anyway, a day after, I met up with Buck. And he was with his friend that I've never met before. So having a stranger sitting in front of me, I decided to try out my new found SKILLS onto him. Better to read a stranger's palm, because you might be bias to the person that you already know.

So this was my conclusion on him...

Married once, very very strong marriage... (he told me immediately that he got 7 kids)... 7 kids? Mannn how strong marriage is that!? NEVER CHEAT!! (what a man!) Never get rich enough to have to stop working (poor guy - I didn't reveal this to him though). Others were about the same, travelling, strength (although I am pretty sure that have some stronger 'kick-ass lines' than he has)

Soon after, when we were dropping him off - hey REVEALATIOOOONNNN!!!!!

"I have 2 wives" said the man who never cheat.

Proved my very first point I wrote above there .....

TOTALLY BIG-TIME B.S!!

62KG?

I weighted myself lastnite... and was shocked. 62KG? Gila babi!! That's fat mannn! I got on and off the scale again & again, hoping the number would change but noooo it stays accurately (not) at 62kg. I left the scale alone for 1/2 hr or so, hoping that it would 'correct' itself (silly really) but again, the 62kg appears again. Mannn I was depressed! I need somemore of those ice cream! But no. I decided not to get panicked that easily. Calmed down and just went to bed like normal people... Normal slim people...

So this morning I asked for a second opinion. And third...

Ok that's it tonight I am buying a new scale!