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long post, obviously, but not really babbling-on-aimlessly type. (i think)
well well! i skipped the saturday morning appointment and managed to get my mum to let me off to sarah's bday party! supposedly i cant go out (cause well im not allowed to -_- esp on days when my dad's working) and that the plan was to chill at his place on sunday instead, which i dont usually prefer..because..its set aside for family time..or well, basically some time for ourselves (which i have in overdose, so at least i should try to let him have some)
anyway it was a blast. get to spend time with yat and there was plenty of food, and i learnt something new today too about human behaviour. someday i will look into it.
surprisingly i had an unbelievable time playing oldschool games with yat + the kids (but just the twins, mik, and irfan..whom i believe is so different now, probably just stepped into the first phase of adolescence). most importantly they were all on my side when yat and i started gunning (wrenched the Nerf gun out of his hands and counter attacked, with all of them pinning him down to the corner of the bed while i try to shoot him with whatever rounds ive got. such young, sadistic kids) anyway twas FUCKING COOL I SHOULDVE BROUGHT MY RIFLE. its an odd feeling i get sometimes when i find myself getting along with kids. i used to be fantastic at it...until i had nephews staying with me and being pampered to the core by my parents (that i became forgotten)
anyway i must thank yat for the miracle today. most of all for lifting my spirits up, when i need it most!
i also met an old madrasah friend, who's a year my senior. she's yat's cousin, and..that tiny piece of news (of being former acquaintances) caused such a hoohaa that her dad whom yat and i call "pakcik represent" (since he usually leads in kenduri...and more i suppose) actually got up from his seat and kind of walked a distance to me, where i was putting on my kicks to go home, and asked "AWAK KENAL ANAK SAYA?". i felt like the president just spoke to me and bashfully i answered yes. then he asked how, so i said "Aljunied" and suddenly all at once everyone was echoing each other about how hajar and i knew each other long ago and in some ways we were all connected before we knew each other.
lastly, having seen the massive developments in tampy, maybe i might buy a house in the east someday. its got basically all i'd ever need. from supermarkets and the gargantuan ikea,giant,courts, several massive malls with eateries that west never had (PATSSSSSSSSS) and beaches, parks, skate parks. maybe i'll find a house that has a nice view, non infested, and interesting. ive lived here in bp all my life and all that i love about it is how that bustop in front of my flat has buses with routes that allow me to get to ANYWHERE I WANT. which makes me feel pampered, and i dont usually watch the road when im in the bus so i grew up to be streetstupid hahahaha. theres actually not that great number of malays too, its pretty quiet usually, and pasar malams dont occur that frequently. i dont know if its good or bad, i dont care, but one thing i know is for the last 23 years, ive never explored my estate due to curfews. it had always been school and home back and forth. i was given a little more freedom only when i was in sec 3 or 4, even then, strict early curfews. i was only given the freedom to be home at 11 when i was in poly cause tp was at the other end of the world (used to take advantage of that).
anyway now that im not schooling at the end of the world anymore, my curfews are back. SIGHHHHHHHHH.
this is a long post. i feel sorry for you if you've read all that redundant catharsis, but thanks for being interested anyway. i still have abandonment issues. but i've been genuinely happy.
pics will be up tomorrow i think.
ps: thanks for running in the rain with me to send me off, carrying my stuff even though you really werent supposed to (and i swear i didnt want you to!) at least i got in the cab. you couldve been dry and safe at where we were supposed to part (instead of drenching yourself and then having to run back home again in the rain). love you beyond all skies.
pps: future seems bleak, but still believe somehow the right door is yet to be opened. but its there. and i'll find it soon. hopefully monday has some good surprise. (PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE) |
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| yammie ♥ 1:29 AM
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