17

I watched "17 again". You know, starring Zac Efron as Mike. How I wished I'd be 17 again. It was so nice back then. It was perfect. Problems were never too hard to handle. Addmath was a pain in the ass but you can always choose to skip the goddamn question :) Because you can always calculate how much marks you could afford to lose to get atleast a C... Or a D. That's the good thing about exam-oriented education system.

School was great. My shoes were always white and clean. My school uniforms were well-ironed. My ribbon around my ponytail was clean and when it yellows, I throw them and make a new one. My breakfast was served every 6.30 in the morning. Pancakes, egg sandwiches, fried-rice, tuna sandwiches, scrambled eggs or anything with carbo. At 7 am sharp uncle starts the car engine and I would kiss my cat goodbye. My bag was never heavy because all the books would be in the school locker and under the school desk. Every Friday, I had cheer practice with coach Jude or gymnastic coach Mr. Chong. Some weekdays and every Saturday, we had tuition classes at Pusat Tusyen Martin at Pudu. After school, no one went home. We stayed back most of the times. Sometimes we hit the malls, sometimes we went to extra classes, sometimes we practiced cheer, sometimes we just loitered around at the Condo in front of SBS, and ate maggie and ice lemon tea, sometimes we went to our friend's place, sometimes we just blasted the radio at the tarmac like we own it. During recess, we ate accordingly; Wednesday is Nasi Tomato with Ayam Merah Day, Monday and Tuesday is usually thosai day, Friday is Nasi Ayam Day. We would sit at any table, and anyone's table (sorry!). We would eat and talk and eat and talk until Pengawas warned us 6 or 7 times.

By lunch time, (If I didn't stay back at school) bibik served Tom Yum quite often. And I never got bored of it. Sometimes she makes her own Indonesian dish. At night I watched TV, played Gameboy for hours, talked on the phone, and surfed the web. Kadang-kadang ada sleepover kalau malam tu study group. Study lah sangat. Sebok menyembang, lepastu lepak mamak. Our hotspots to lepak was KLCC Starbucks, where all the kids used to loiter around. Eek! I don't know why!

Life was so good back then. 4 years is just temporary, a friend said. And 4 years I will try to live as happy as possible, even at the suckiest moments. Because I chose this path, with a hope it will in turn give me the most valuable lesson and experience. Amin!

Voila, délicieux!

I am currently wet, just had my shower a couple of minutes ago, my hair is still wrapped in a towel and I haven't applied moisturizer on my face yet. This explains my excitement to blog this out.

I love food. Everyone does. Who doesn't? Maybe anorexic people, but not me, and definitely not you. You know what, I just found out that I don't just love food, but I actually love food. I love making them. To bake, to grill, to fry, to toss and etcetera. The funny thing is, I never realized my new found interest until now. I mean, I do it, but I don't see it. When I was a young kid, I used to play masak-masak near the backdoor. Masak sorang-sorang. My ingredients would be daun pelbagai warna, air, garam, gula, beras, pasir, dan kadang-kadang, lilin. Yes, wax.

When I was around standard 4, me and my brother cooked Tom Yum during Ramadhan. Haha kantoi disitu tidak puasa. Surprisingly, it was good. Spicy and full of flavour.

When I was in high school, I used to invite friends and bake simple gourmet or benda tah apa-apa. I remember, me, Fatin, Farah, Nina, we all buat mini pizzas which tasted really bad. Masa Form 4, me, Dayang and Nay baked heart-shaped cookie with sugar-frosting for Valentines Day which is so lame........ Mine was for Sher and he lied to me, "Yeah I ate the whole thing" but the truth was that the sugar-frosting was so thick and sweet he couldn't eat it. So he left it in the fridge and let it rot. Ouch! After all the sticky and icky things I went through and after all the kasih sayang I put in the cookie, you let it rot!

As I got older, I wasn't practically allowed in the kitchen because bibik would say I am a penyibuk and I would only create a mess if I were to attempt to cook something. And so, I was only allowed to wash dishes and only cook maggie and fry eggs. Dulu, mama selalu juga ada masa dirumah untuk bake cake or cookies. I would help her with the doughs. I love to lick the whipped cream off the spatulas. I have gazillions of cook books at home. They're turning brown and crispy.

So I have a new resolution here, people. Hear me! Lepas dapat duit JPA, I am going to sharpen my hidden talent! LOL. Don't mock me, don't discourage me okay. You'll never know maybe in 10 years time I will publish my own cook book!

Flying on a jetplane

Can you believe me if I say I never did any research about the geographical location of Alberta? Believe it. So I did some research (yes, setelah sekian lama). The exact distance from Kuala Lumpur to Edmonton, Alberta is 12,927 km or 8033 miles if we calculate via shortest path which is this:

Coming home soon for summer break!

Winter Term 2010

Pejam celik pejam celik, lagi 4 bulan dah habis first year.

Lepas tu, pulang ke tanah air untuk Fall break selama 3 bulan.

Timetable semester ni nampak kosong je. Memang kosong pun. Tapi the bad thing is, tu ha gap beso beso. Contohnya seperti hari ini, Rabu. Gap hari ini daripada jam 12 noon hingga 5 pm. Ofcourse lah balik rumah and buat kilang taik mata. Ofcourse, ter-skip class pukul 5 yang colour hijau.

Hampeh .. beghak nanang! nak buot guane? Guane-guane pom kono bangung jugak next time kalau tido. Ha ni bahasa Terengganu, kutip kutip time college dulu. Haha tetibe.

I don't seem to blog that much nowadays, do I? To be honest, I have a lot of unoccupied time. Masa tu lah tengok AJL, Nurkasih ke, Cinta Balqis ke, and movie marathon. Lepas tu masak-masak. Lepas tu kemas-kemas. This makes me feel boring and bored. I am boring. I am a boring person. And I am bored.

It's so empty. The kitchen is a mess. My phone line sudah potong. Tak bayar, not that I use it pun. There is no kicap in the kitchen. No poultry. No beef. Telur tinggal 4 biji. Lepasni berebut dengan D. My pet fish punya food pun sudah habis. This life I'm going through right now, as we speak, is not that sad, but it's so hollow. I am hollow. Until a point where I don't even know how much I am worth.

Kecik-kecik dulu main Furbie, main Tamiya, main Din Dang, main getah, galah panjang, Barbie dolls. Gelak sana, gelak sini. Tak selamanya macam tu.

Kosong pun, kosonglah. At least I am thankful.

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