Obsession

Not the perfume. Literally it is, the feeling I had after finishing of the year with I think a big bang event itself. Managed to overcome the resistance to step into the most overrated club in town, the six guys under the title NIDJI saw me watching them in action last Sunday 21st of December 2008. A memorable concert it was as after I saw Giring LIVE; I know...

He's the ONE.

My Husband?

Dean Koontz mentions his thought on qualities a husband should bring to his marriage, i.e.;

“Cherish her as a child of God. If you truly married for love, then it was not
merely her looks or personality that enchanted you, but her unique soul. If you
remember that the essence of her is sacred, you will treat her with respect and
have a sense of awe at the destiny that brought you together.”

So boys, who read my blog… be it you single, to be married, or married, please be inspired. I sure hope to have individual of that kind one day. As I have finished endure the suspense in book The Husband by Dean Koontz, the end words truly showed that he meant every words throughout the enthralling story. This one ends in two and half days! Phew.

After Finished reading that, I just got matched with THE LAKE HOUSE in one those quiz in Facebook, and got excited about it, because I am so into that film when most of my friends think the movie’s ridiculous. Then I saw Trading Spaces (one of the reality series on TV), then the hot carpenter named Brandon reminds me of how appealing that is to have a very handy husband one day. Hahahahaha. So, what do I want in a man? Just the kind that will appreciate me as Mr. Dean Koontz put it in quote above. Hmmm

The Unbearable Anguish

Perhaps I am the pathetic one. I felt helpless every time the loads of work thrown on me; it feels like a heavy burden pour upon the shoulder of a man even the strongest cannot handle it. At times I felt like I was pushed into the rink among the fastest horses rode by their jockey beating each other to finish the race with the glorious victory. The spectators will watch powerlessly in horror, the shocked jockeys wouldn’t even have a second to even think of next course of action to do in that very atrocious moment. Let alone them, I, the one in the middle of that commotion will found myself closing my eyes, taking all the pain men can bear with all good thoughts and life playing before my eyes. That’s not even close to how vulnerable I am feeling right now. Pause.

Okay, what’s with the Horses analogy? Well, I just finished reading Under Orders book by Dick Francis, a very good British crime story to fulfill my train ride time indeed. Horse, jockey, spoilt brat, wager.com etc definitely a fresh change in my book genre.

Continue. Anyways, back to my reality again. Do I have the right to hate the situation or the person that made me feel like this? Why do I suddenly let my vulnerability taking over my insecurity to prove that I am a very reliable and useful human being slash employees? Urgh! I do despise that superior persona though, the bossy, intimidating and big fat ass he is.

God… please do forgive me.

Tenggelamnya Kapal Van Der Wijck

I don’t know what to feel after finished reading Tenggelamnya Kapal Van Der Wjick by HAMKA after suggested by so many people. I am so mad at them that I am not sure what to feel exactly right now. Was it worth it? Sticking to the first love, wait your whole life for it, then when the time finally came, the egomaniac kicking in, and we lost it in the next instance. It was such a sad ending, I wish I can rewrite the whole love story again, like rewriting Romeo and Juliet with a twist… mmm… something to ponder eh?

Please guys, read the book, suffer with me....

Road of Less Travelled

Got the chance to travel to the East Coast twice this year, one with me slept through the ride on the bus until we reached the intended destination. The other one attempted recently on a road trip with a friend who actually had to go because of duty call. Taking on the opportunity of free hotel stay and ride, I decided to go along.

Land of Tok Nik Aziz
Kota Bahru, the rustic small town is certainly inviting despite not much to explore. After 7 hours driving, enjoying every scenic view, air and sounds of East Coast road along Raub, Bentong, Gua Musang, Kuala Krai etc, we finally reached Kota Bahru in the late afternoon. After prayer, we went ahead to Pantai Cahaya Bulan, a must itinerary for Kota Bahru. Ten minutes of looking at the big waves hitting the beach, and few snap of photos later, we were back in the car due to heavy pour. Then we spent the night at Kak Maizirah’s house, having dinner at home since it’s raining with Mi Kg Pek, spicyly yummy (and I don’t usually fond of spicy food). Next day, we gotta have breakfast with Nasi Kerabu, and so we did, it was a simple spread, and cheap. We checked in into Garden Riverview hotel overlooking the very chocolate-y coloured Kelantan River. WE then scaled Pasar siti Khadijah and THE Bazaar, scored one or two well-bargained Batik. As per everybody’s recommendation, we had lunch at Nasi Ulam Cikgu. Delicious large spread lunch and cheap! Yeay! Another round of Kota Bahru the next day; while Jojie’s working, then we are off to the next destination. One regret is that we never got to watch the original Wayang Kulit...

you gotta love Kelantan for this...

Land of the many mosques
Kuala Terengganu. The place where we should have bought all the batik (they say it’s cheaper in Kuala Terengganu) and Keropok, but due to time constraints there, all the purchase made in Kota Bahru was a smart judgment. Stayed in Primula Park royal Hotel, which is the best hotel stayed for the trip. Spent the Jojie’s working day with a friend who took me around town including the visit to the very recently famous landmark, Masjid Kristal. And then we are off to the last destination. And I was driving. Surprise! And I have proven again, I am indeed a reckless driver, and loving every minute of it. :-)

Last but not least
The final destination again has nothing much to see but a definite resting place for the long trip. In Kuantan Pahang, we stayed in the M.S Garden Hotel (I forgot to check what M.S stands are for). It is a very old and outdated hotel with not so friendly staff. Anyways, we went to Tanjung Lumpur, have a good Sata and a lavish seafood dinner which mostly were wasted because we were full with the Sata before. Tamak! Padan muka. Then we lepaking at Teluk Chempedak, looking at sunsets. It was a worthy jalan-jalan cari makan though. As if that wasn’t enough, we slept after dinner due to kekenyangan and went to the mall to have a round of Starbucks. What’s the deal? I am not quite sure; perhaps I just gotta have those because I saw the Starbucks outlet. Crazy! The next day we are back to KL before stopped for Keropok souvenir for family and friends.

Despite the constant raining throughout the tour, it was a good journey for me indeed, I finally step my feet in Kota Bahru, Kelantan… yeay!

Back to KL, work on the next day. *sigh* Tired…

Just after we reached home, since it is a monsoon season, Kota Bahru and Kuala Terengganu were hit by major flood. We are glad because we back before got trapped in that bad weather. But my heart still went to those whose home and lives were ruined with that disaster. When will this end? I guess pihak berwajib should be looking into better plan for those town so they won’t be experiencing this every year… please….