special thanx to the people who were involved in the ballon blowing session (for once it had a theme)
Nak mintak tolong pawi suruh pasangkan api , malulah pulak, so terpaksalah aku relatively bertungkus-lumus cube pasang api dgn lighter. My problems did not only stop there, negotiating our food cupboard pulak satu hal. Believe me people, our food cupboard IS well stocked. We probably have every single type of seasoning or powder under the sun – even more then kedai FAraj jual ayam tuh. The only problem was that the countless serbuks were not labelled – and for some reason they all look relatively the same and the only distinguishing feature is probably the smell. Nak cari serbuk curry pon payah, lagi lagi aku ni yang jarang masak, call me stupid or what , but on the first day of cooking by myself, I actually had problems identifying the serbuk kari among other serbuks available in our cupboard – tak ingat how the serbuk curry actually smelt like!!!
Well my GP attachment was PAIN, excruciating. This was probably due to the single fact that I was sent to some kampong. If the objective was to sent me to some rural area, then they really succeeded in doing so as the village I was sent to was really really RURAL , as in RURAL, RURAL. The soap Coronation Street pon probably has a bigger set then the town I was sent to. My day would start at 1030 and go on till about 630 or so. In between that we would travel to another village about 30 minutes away from the town, were my GP has set up sort of a community clinic for the village. Travelling in his 4WD was indeed an experience and THAT was intresting, as the road was really of rural standards ( read: lecak and lopaks , slit is a norm in those areas) . Throughout the whole experience, I gained valuable knowledge – eg. how to differentiate between a cattle farmer and a horse breeder by body odour. The people of the village were very nice - some thought we were Christian missionaries , other asked whether we were Japanese tourists coming to see cattle ( TO SEE CATTLE, WTF???).
top : breakfast in the morning ( so malaysia), bottom : sri enjoying some turkish delight
About 2 weeks in the kampong, I was probably on the verge of suffering from farm-stress. It felt really good to actually set foot again in cork city, to smell some smoke and pollution, and to see those traffic lights. Punyalah gian nak pergi rumah sri , I couldn’t but wait to get home as fast as possible on that day. Sampai-sampai, shaznay tak der kat umah, called him, and said that he was at some bar with Valessa – KONON-KONONlahkan. Later during the day had dinner at Scoozi dengan Emmarina and after that headed to Sri’s house where everyone was there.
at agee/uncle house for aqila's party
Little did I know that those Muslims were planning a surprise birthday gathering at Sri house the next day. And obviously being NAÏVE and VERY innocent indeed your truly fell into the trap macam babi hutan gemuk masuk perangkap
. I must say that I really enjoyed the birthday party, although you guys shouldn’t have
awwwwwww...........
The food was really-really great ( honestly I really liked everything) and TO ME THE MOST IMPORTANT THING WAS to have everyone there for that gathering. Pada aku ,having everyone there was more important that the actual birthday . I must say that it was rather a not so ‘smooth month or two’, and the gathering sort of help lighten up things – if I may say so
awwwwwwww.........
It would take ages to mention names, so thank you to everyone for the great party ( especially tuan rumah)
The next few days was filled with visits to Costa, twice to Istanbul kebab (the Turkish delight is good- betul tak shaz??), a walk down memory lane in UCC, Costa and twice to Smith’s toys to get a present for Aqila . Again, had a gathering at Uncle/Agee’s house for the birthday. Mungkin sebab lame tak ada gathering, everyone was in the mood to pose for the camera. Had a fun taking pictures from all angles, macam-macam posing pon ade. The session probably unleashed the supermodels among everyone ( maklumlah lama tak gather) and also seorang atan. I must say that digital cameras can make people do wonders ( betul tak siti?). At this moment, I have to say I’m churning saliva ( honestly) like a dog as I’m reminiscing about Leia’s orange cake which we had one day which was sooooo-lah sedap.
perkara-perkara berbangkit yang lain :
- abe's fart ( to DIE for)
- emergence of a new style of camera posing ( the ATAN-look)
- how someone nearly froze to death in my house ( sorry!!)
- wings or no wings
- idrus
fixing aqila princess coupe
Well aniways all in all, the week was indeed a great one. The food was great and everyone was there. Time is changing soooooooo-lah fast, that I not did even realise that it has been 4 years since 10/03/2002, and next year it will be 5 years since 10/03/2002, and 5 years after that, I’ll be 30 ( most likely by then I’ll be buncit and fat with cushingoid like facies driving some torn down second hand rimless perodua kacil)- hopefully NOT-lah kan. I can’t see myself in 6 years time, but one thing I have to say is that I’ll definitely remember this week
awwwww............tisu tisu ...mane tisu.........
