alhamdulillah...

pergghhhh... akhirnya... lepas jugak gian aku nak masuk ke alam siber semula... genap seminggu aku disconnected... sekarang ni aku di rumah opah... just arrived this evening... hehehe... pinjam line tepon sikit ye opah... hehehe... bukannya apa... di tanjung tu aku memang tak larat nak ke cyber cafe dan telephone line rumah sewa aku pun dah kena potong sebab aku tak bayar pat bulan... sajeee... disebabkan aku akan kembali ke selatan semula maka aku bercadang nak biarkan dahulu... errmmm... sebenarnya macam-macam perkara yang menduga kesabaran dan sanity telah terjadi semasa aku ke utara kali ni... walaupun seminggu... memang cukup sengsara... tapi apa-apa hal... thanks sooo much sara dan aniza for really making my day hari jumaat kemarin... first time aku jenjalan dalam gurney plaza tuh... best... best... best... macam mini midvalley megamall... siap dapat valuable lessons agik tentang kebaya nyonya dari uncle boutique... me into kebaya? hahahehehe... dan tak lupa juga pada my dearest osmate yang telah aku tinggalkan sekali lagi... jangan sedey-sedey ek... i akan kumbali nanti... anyway... thanks siti for the wonderful sunday... kaki i malam semalam bengkak berjalan tapi i gumbira adingdong... take care there kay!

yehaaaaa... so now... i'm backkkkkkkk... mummy rules again!!!

i cried and i cried and i cried... yet... i laughed and i laughed and i laughed... are you crazy dear? almost... hahahah... uhuk... uhuk...

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an offline entry after watching Juana’s Miracle (Thursday the Sixth of March)

betapa…

betapa aku rasa amat weng... betapa aku rasa tidak sedap badan... betapa aku rasa mamai... betapa aku rasa kebas... betapa aku rasa kurang gelabah...betapa aku rasa tensen... betapa aku rasa melancholic... betapa aku rasa nauseated... betapa aku rasa restless... betapa aku rasa disconnected... betapa aku rasa bersyukur... betapa aku rasa mengantuks... betapa aku rasa gumbira...

today is the worst... my insomnia seems uncured... the whole night was spent in a stir... i slept... and then suddenly i woke up... feeling that i had slept for the whole night but it was just a 10 minutes act of closing the eyes and flight from the world... i closed my eyes again... and... again... it snapped... the event repeated itself throughout the night... alas! at 6.30 in the morning i got a lengthy sleep... lengthy? i woke up at 8! and i haven’t slept during the day... until now... it is 5.45 in the evening... ermmm... betapa aku rasa amat weng...

yup! i set my last glance of melaka on tuesday... the ma’al hijrah day... feeling dreaded... feeling frantically obnoxious... with a splash of excitement though... dragging my legs... i managed to pack my stuffs and drove out at around 11 something heading towards the central... yup! the hot weather + the uneasy churn in my tummy + the lonely ride alone (luckily amy mastura was there to accompany me throughout... hehe) + the high on sleepless night + the quesy excitement = yeah! yeah! yeah! there was no other better day than to lie flat on my back sleeping and escape into the land of dreams and fantasy... blewp... no... the reality was that it equaled to a maximum ‘high’ day... ulpp... this was supposed to be a ‘hijrah’ day, wasn’t it? betapa aku rasa tidak sedap badan...

i transited at bangi before going to klia to meet hajah... this was the bestest event of the day... but whammy... aku kempunan burger king klia sekali lagi... uhuk... uhuk... elpp... ni nak jemput hajah ke nak makan burger? kekeke... tak senon... still... my kempunan lingers... anyways, hajah was sooo the hajah one... hehehe... we hugged... i tugged hajah’s meccan robe in admiration... we exchanged stories... we huhahuha which seemed to attract many glances... manataknya... orang baru balik haji tapi kita ni borak macam satu klia tuh boleh dengar... hahaha... gumbira dan excited laaa... heheh... then, we went to hajah’s house... more of meccan stories... we talked... we ate... we talked... we stared at each others’ faces... and at dusk we were ready to leave hajah and her family... they would be having a family gathering after maghrib... berghonjeng lagi? nope... no deen for the day... i sent miot to putera station... bought sausages and a bottle of mustard at projet and then headed to uia... a squatting session with apop... my body was itching all over... yukky... i stunk... i took my bath... and slept at around 11... i woke up at 2.30 a.m... i finished some stuffs on apop’s pc... slept again at 6.30 a.m.... betapa aku rasa mamai...

my day started at 10 a.m.... apop didn’t want me to send her to the campus... majuk aaa... she had promised her friends to walk... okey no problem... i dropped by at hajah’s to fetch my rayban... hahah... i was sooo mak nenek yesterday... i didn’t take any breakfast because i had gulped a big mug of cengkudu coffee at apop’s... maniobi’s engine sounded a bit weird but i was very confident and took it as one of the symptoms of old age... haven’t i narrated that ayah had sent maniobi for its checkup on monday? therefore my long bored and hot journey south began... i mainted only 90km/ph throughout the journey... very slow... and some kind of a numb sensation swept over my senses and physique... betapa aku rasa kebas...

i reached ipoh somewhere around 12.45... i decided to stop for a while at kinta jaya jusco to buy a replacement catridge for my printer... it was still early... i targeted to transit at my opah’s somewhere around 3 p.m.... so that i could watch juana before resuming my journey to the very north... i drove my car slowly up to the first floor roofed parking lot... suddenly... maniobi started to get a bit cranky... to shift gear was troublesome... as if my gear wanted to break off when i tried to shift the gear... my car didn’t move... yeah... yeah... how could it move if the gear could not be shifted... i switched off the engine... the panic serum had injected itself into my vein and the effects began to overwhelm me slowly... the parking lot was a bit deserted... there was nobody around... so i pushed and adjusted my car to the side... i didn’t want to mess up with the traffic... luckily... maniobi is only a kancil... very light indeed and pushable... hehe... after adjusting it properly at the cool escalator entrance door... i gathered my strength and all the optimism in the world and tried to shift into gear one... wow! the cranky sound boomed again... terribly sounded than before... i tried to shift it into reverse... same thing happened... now i guessed every drop of that panick serum had reached even the tiniest veins... i called ayah for s.o.s! he calmed me down, gave me good advice and when i could properly think again... i went to jaya jusco’s information booth... asked that nice lady to get ipoh’s perodua’s number... thanks lady... i called perodua and while waiting for the s.o.s. team... i treated myself with a regular pina colada... yeaa... and forced myself to eat that juicy quarter pound burger... lucky me my car broke down at jaya jusco... what if in the middle of that hot highway? errmmm... alhamdulillah... betapa aku rasa kurang gelabah...

i was sipping my pina colada slowly at mc donalds when my phone rang and the mechanics asked me of my whereabouts... okie... i met them... they did some tests... they told me that my clutch plate was seriously wearing out and it was not advisable for me to carry on with my journey without changing a new plate... i freaked out... and we went to the service centre... i had to change the clutch plate (it had been four years), the timing belt (the last time was after that eerie ape accident) and also a gasket cover whatever because there was a leaking somewhere there... it totalled up at RM700 something... yup! my car ripped me off! i am flat broke! betapa aku rasa tensen...

i called my uncle who is living in chemor and i hung at chemor while waiting for my car to recover... how i really needed someone to talk to at that time and of course... to watch juana la virgen... desperately... hehehe... at 6.30 p.m. my uncle sent me to the service centre and after exhanging goodbyes with that handsome chief mechanic ...*wink*... i resumed my journey to kuala kangsar to dine at opah’s house... i undenyingly repeating this to myself... “going back to penang + car broke down = bad feng shui”... betapa aku rasa melancholic...

that heavy feeling of inertia was still glued to me when i left kuala kangsar at 9 p.m.... the longlasting spirit that i have recovered within the span of nearly four months in my hometown was blown away just like that... alas! i reached penang around 11 something... when i crossed the bridge... i could feel a bit of uneasiness and as if there were some butterflies fluttering in my tummy... betapa aku rasa nauseated...

siti had gone to bed... i could not sleep but managed to catnap until 2 a.m.... i gave my work a final touche and i only could sleep again at 6.30 a.m. as mentioned earlier... i went to my supervisor’s office at 9.30 a.m. as scheduled but he was not around... i met sara and we had a sumptuos brunch at the red house... me? i ate nasi goreng cina and chicken soup plus belimbing juice plus cucumber juice plus sky juice... though i supposed to be refreshed but my tummy grumbled in pain and i was a bit drowsy... betapa aku rasa restless...

sekarang... aku rasa weng... aku rasa drowsy... dan juga rasa tensen... aku tak boleh nak berinternet... my line was cut off and i am yet to pay the 4 months delayed phone bills... bohsaaaaannnnnn... betapa aku rasa disconnected...

how about the meeting with my supervisor? he called me at 12.15 noon and i met him in haste... we had some academic ‘arguments’ and quite an exchange of ideas... alas! he consented with what i am doing... i am drowsily happy... yup! it is true... it takes all the patience, the steadfastness and an excellent willpower to communicate with a genius... kadang-kadang... though sometimes a genius might hurt you with his/her intelligence’s sarcasm... what the heck! he/she is a genius... he/she doesn’t really care... because he/she has that genius passport... who are you? errmmm... kadang-kadang... anyways... betapa aku rasa bersyukur... memang sesungguhnya benar juga... apabila Tuhan menarik sesuatu dari kita... kita akan mendapat bahagian pulangan yang lain sekiranya kita bersabar... di dalam kes ini... aku hilang sejumlah besar wang tetapi aku mendapat persetujuan daripada supervisor aku... dan sekali lagi... betapa aku rasa bersyukur...

sekarang aku terasa ngantuks amat... aku nak tido... otak aku dah mati kedua-dua belah... oh! sudah malam rupanya... selamat malam! betapa aku rasa mengantuks...

sekian. terima kasih.


p/s: esok sara ajak berghonjeng... yehaaa! betapa aku rasa gumbira...

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errmmm... begitulah cerita-ceritinya... sabor aje la bebanyak... sekarang badan aku pun dah penat... tensen mega yang baru aku dapat siang tadi pun masih tak hilang lagi... lerrr... maka... aku nak pergi tido... zzzzzzz... till later my dearest long missed blog!

g'nite!