Furious & not-so-Fast.

It was this evening, after 6 and we were having keropok lekor when that little devil suddenly got into her usual annoying mood. She started to do the thing she's best at, annoying people to death. I snapped at her. Giving a fuck on her face as if I wanted to punch her. She already cried and yelled and turned real mad. I got my Asar done and got out of there. I rode out fast, and not even slowed down to give space to cars going against me in that small road. I sped up, as fast as the old engine could, but it was only 90 kmph, the most. But I still enjoyed racing through the traffic as my anger burned inside, not even bother to turn the signal lights on when turning. Velocity was the only thing that could cool the anger down at that moment. I continued further to Bukit Kuang, till I felt I was no longer too angry, and then started to make it back to town. And I must've looked so weird, what with those working people on their way home and me in my floral-patterned shorts and sandals. I only worried about the old bike's condition, not that I wouldn't go even further if it was a new and faster one. I rode slower-about 60 kmph, my normal speed-as I was on my way back. And I took the longest road I could to home as I tried to make it late enough for me to get there. Yea, velocity was quite helping in soothing the fury. If only I had a faster two-wheel. Ugh.

Bowling For Soup

And yea, it WAS wet. It was raining just lightly when we were on our way to the Mall. For anyone who doesn't know yet, it took 30 minutes. Must be shorter time for a newer and faster motorcycle. Shit. But whow, how we enjoyed ourselves there. We played bowling and pool and enjoyed checking on girls next to our lane. Haha. Got to know their names too, thanks to the scoreboard up above our heads. Then paid for a karaoke room to sing songs. I mostly sang out of rhytm and we screamed the songs. Barely singing. We did some shopping too. Okay, it was just window shopping. I didn't bring enough money. Didn't HAVE enough money, for crying out loud. But still it was quite fun and enjoying. We then started journey back, after hours there. It wasn't raining just yet, and my hind tire was kind of a bit flat. It was then, while we raced to the gas station, the rain got suddenly heavy. I was soaked, and how I hate that. But nothing worse happened, so I was relieved and successfully made it home.

Carefree Age

Ugh. It was a restless day yesterday. I barely had a sleep. Nearly 4 dreamless hours. Then, Azrin's call woke me up and he made me go out with him to his friend-well, it's kind of mine too-and there were few other girl friends there. I didn't really know what they were up to but then they-we, actually, but I was with my motor-went cycling, I'd got no idea of joining them but then decided it was okay. Uh. A bit fun it was. We, Azrin and Faiq and I, also hung at Faiq's place. We had enjoyed ourselves recalling our times in primary school. Yea, the carefree age. About teachers we loved and hated, silly games we used to have fun playing, troubles we were punished for, yea, it had been a real fun in that school. Everyone was still small and childish, and not thinking about those burdening, maddening homeworks. It really was a precious time and I'd say I'd give anything to live it for just one more time. And we'd also planned to go to the Mall today. It was raining just now and it seems like today is going to be wet. I should be ready now. Hope the plan's still on.

Don't let growing take away our precious childhood. Keep what's good to keep people together.

The Reunion

I guess I've got nothing much to update, since the 'helping-in-wedding' part, except for today's-no, it would be yesterday, I write this at 3 p.m.-activity, that 'reunion' at the fastfood restaurant, A&W. Had been hearing about the reunion plan from Azrin, he's always the one who's so eager to remeet old friends. Okay, so I kind of like that, too. Got to hear responses from those SKSK's friends in Facebook-oh, thanks to Facebook we got to contact each other-and had expected about 20 participants. But then, 6 of our boys and 9 or so girls went there at the restaurant. And I got to meet again with the fierce and loud prefect, Aminah. Haha. It's weird of how I had thought about her recently. Just crossed mind, you know. All of us then also took pictures together at the big clock at Padang Astaka, like some funny tourists. Two of them had moved to Kuala Terengganu so, I wonder if they took that big clock as a statue or something. Like it was National Statue or something big like that. And I'm shocked. Tonight. I tried to connect the Internet and it worked, after ages it'd been in deep slumber. Aaa~~~

Isle Esme

And so I was helping a friend, Reza in his sister's wedding. He'd requested me and some other friends to help, and to be somewhat they called 'crews'. I don't know if I was a help but with estimated number of guests of five thousand, I think I was. It had worked me a bit but that didn't really matter though. At least I've got a new experience. Helping in people's wedding. Despitefully, I don't think of doing it again. Enough with once. And actually, I write this about 10 days later from the entry date which is today, Tuesday, November 22.

'Selamat Pengantin Baru'? Hah. Yea.

Epilogue - Choice

It's still cold. I've quite enjoyed the last Raya Haji so much then. Having cousins around, teasing those aunties, making fun out of anything, yeah, it was all good. I think I like going back to village and I should do it more. It's better than getting trapped here, of course. And I find it's pretty easier without Streamyx working at home, though. I just don't have to sit in front of that computer all day long, watching stupid people in MySpace and getting bored at their faces. As I said, routines changed. Have been watching Korean dramas out of the boxset CDs with my sisters, finishing those bloodsucker-versus-giantdog books, sleeping, eating chocolates... Damn. All those sound like what any other girl does. But really, I'm still who I am. Holidays doesn't change me. Why would it? Bla bla bla.