"I hope our new apartment is going to be better than the one now. Or at least of the same standard," said Elina, as she packed her stuff into cardboard boxes with the name "Elina" written in block letters on it by a black marker pen.
"Well, it couldn't get any worse could it?"said her roomate, Cheryl. Both of them laughed.
Elina recalled back, their old apartment, was an old building, and it was falling apart by the minute. The paint was peeling off, the fan was not functioning properly, and not forgetting to mention the fact that it was located very near the forest, inviting mosquitoes during the night.
Their new apartment would be much closer to their faculty, however, she has never actually seen the place. The deal was made over the phone, arranged by Cheryl's father.
The sound of the strummings of a guitar suddenly broke the silence. It was Elina's phone ringing.
After she was done with the phone call, Cheryl asked "You're so into that song aren't you? That dude who sang it at that gig.."
"Not just any dude Cher!! It's Razy for God's sake!! I've told you again and again. He's my soon-to-be boyfriend.." Elina exclaimed.
"That you haven't met yet by the way" added Cheryl, which remark made Elina smirk.
It was true, Elina haven't met Razy before, she stumbled upon his songs on the internet. She went to a gig before to hear his songs, but she came late, and he had already finished performing. She had to settle by listening to his songs online, and knowing his face just by the cover of his album.
"Is that your last box? I want to reach the new place before dark." said Cheryl as she walked out the door towards her car.
Elina lifted the last box, took a last look around her old apartment, and moved on with Cheryl towards the car.
* * * *
As they were reaching the new apartment, Elina saw white apartments, about 6 storey's high, with a guard at the entrance to the area.
"A definite upgrade from our old apartment" thought Elina in her mind.
Cheryl parked her car next to the nearest elevator. Elina looked around the area, there was a grocery store below the apartment, and she decided that she could use a 100 plus drink to quench her thirst. Moving is not something she enjoyed, but she had got used to it as her father was in the army before, and she was constantly packing and repacking her stuff, heading towards a new beginning.
Elina entered the grocery store, and headed straight for the cold canned drinks section. As she was getting nearer to the large refridgerator, she realized a guy with tousled, curly hair, in a white, crumpled shirt and blue jeans with a guitar hung at his back, and his back facing her, was blocking her way to getting her much wanted 100 plus.
"Excuse me?" Elina said.
The guy turned around.
"He seems pretty familiar" Elina thought.
"I'm sorry.. I'm blocking your way" the guy said, smiled, and moved out of the way.
Elina went ahead and reached for her 100 plus can, still thinking about where she could have met the guy before. Her high school? Her pre-university institution? Her music class? Her art class?
The guy lingered around in the store, looking at the snack aisle, now holding an M&M packet in one hand, and a Cadbury bar in another.
"Wait.. the guitar.. the white shirt.. could it be??"
Thoughts rushed through Elina's mind, and she started to brisk walk, almost breaking out into a run, going towards the guy.
"Ehem." Elina cleared her throat.
"Yeah?" the guy said, with his eyebrow up, wondering why suddenly Elina came back to him.
"Are you.. Razy?? That singer??"
The guy started to look at Elina with a puzzled face.
"You know.. that song.. Can I see you tonight.. would it be alright.. "
Elina started singing the first two lines of the song.
The puzzled look seemed to continue on the guy's face.
"OMG. This is not Razy. He probably is someone else. I am so insane. Liking Razy so much that I'm imagining every guy who looks a bit like him to be him"
Elina started to blush, thinking that she made such a fool of herself.
She muttered a soft "Sorry, wrong person" under her breath and walked towards the cashier, eager to make her payment fast, and quickly exit the store.
"Stupid. stupid. stupid" Elina mentioned again and again in her mind.
She could feel her cheeks getting warm.
"2 ringgit" the cashier said, in a monotonous voice.
As she reached for her purse, suddenly she heard the song again.
"can i see you tonight.. would it be alright.. " but this time, the whole first verse.
The song seemed so near, the voice so well known to Elina.
She turned, and saw the guy singing the song, but this time with the strumming of the guitar he was bringing.
Now, Elina was puzzled.
"I thought.."she said, softly
The guy smiled.
Elina smiled too, but still felt puzzled.
"I am Razy. I just.. urm" Then he just chuckled.
Elina laughed too.
"I guess he must be bored seeing people going up to him all the time, trying to get him to sing to them huh?" Elina suddenly thought.
"I'm sorry. How can I make it up to you?" Razy asked.
"Well, you could sing me that song.."Elina mentioned, and smiled.
Razy smiled too.
***
Elina's phone rang for the third time in the row.
"I've got to go back now. Cheryl's been calling for 3 times already" Elina stated.
"Aww.. come on, it's not like you haven't been out late before" Razy said.
They were sitting at the bench near the apartment area, and it was almost 1am in the morning.
"Naa.. I have to go back, I don't stay out that late, especially with a guy"Elina said, and got up from the seat.
"Ok, I get it, I'll send you to your apartment" Razy said again, and they went towards the escalator.
Apparantly, Razy stayed in the same housing area as well, but in a different block. Their first meeting at the grocery store made them become close friends, and they have been hanging out with each other almost every day now, for almost 3 weeks.
Razy seemed like a pretty normal guy, going to work in the bank and coming back in the evenings. During weekends, he performs at gigs, and invites Elina to join him. Basiclly, they enjoyed each other's company.
Elina opened the door to her apartment, to see Cheryl sitting at the living room, arms folded, looking mad.
"Ehem.." Elina cleared her throat. She always did that when she's nervous.
"You're late! You never stay out this late before!" Cheryl said.
Elina just kept quiet. They always look out for each other, and Cheryl has always considered her as a sister, a younger sister in fact, that Cheryl had to protect.
"Ever since you're going out with that Razy guy, you're never in the apartment, you come back late, you don't answer calls.. what is wrong with you??" Cheryl asked.
"Erm. I'm sorry, that would be my fault. I didn't realize the time" Razy said.
He stood beside Cheryl.
Cheryl looked at Razy.
"Cher, this is Razy. Razy, this is my roomate." Elina said. They haven't really officially met, only hearing stories about each other told by Elina.
"Hye" Cheryl said, but in a couldn't care less tone.
Razy just smiled.
All three of them became quiet for a moment. Awkward.
"It's late, good night" Chery said, then she went off to her room.
Elina turned to Razy, and smiled.
"I'm sorry, she's usually nice and all.. she's just looking out for me.."Elina explained.
"Yeah it's okay, I'd be mad too if you were going out a guy. Who is not me.."
Elina just chuckled.
"Anyway, good night" she said, and showed Razy to the door. Their eyes met for a moment.
"Yeah, night" Razy said. Then he walked off to the escalator. He turned back another time, just in time to catch Elina's eyes before she closed the door.
* * *
Elina was watching television. She just got back from her university, and she had a long day. She couldn't wait to rest on the sofa, and maybe doze off.
She took the remote control and switched between channels, looking for something she might have an interest in on the telly.
Suddenly, she heard knocking on the door.
She went to the door, and opened it. It was Razy, clad in the white shirt, and blue jeans. The same attire he wore when she first met him in the grocery store.
"Hey.."
"Hye Elina."
"Yeah.. so.."
"You know we've been spending so much time together.."
"Urm yeah.."Elina answered..
"OMG, he's finally going to make it official, he's going to make me his girlfriend!!" Elina thought in her head.
"So I think.." Razy said
"Yeah.."
Razy paused, looked straight into Elina's eyes.
"I think.. you should move in with me."
"Move in??"
Razy paused again.
"Yeah.. since we're practically meeting each other every single day, and you could save money on the rent if you move in with me..I know it's pretty fast..but I think .. it's right. Yeah, I think it's the right thing.." Razy explained further.
"Move in??" Elina repeated again, with a puzzled look on her face.
Saturday, October 24, 2009
Friday, October 23, 2009
I was in the medical book store today, wanting to purchase a book I've always set my eye on. I went on and asked one of the sales person about the price of the book, it was RM158.
I took the book to the owner of the store, who later confirmed that it was indeed RM158. I told him I wanted the book, and proceeded to take out my purse to get my money.
As I was doing so, the owner looked at my face and suddenly said "You anak Latiffah ke?"
To which I halted what I was doing, and looked at him back.
I asked "Dapat diskaun ke kalo anak Latiffah?"
To which, he chuckled.
Then I answered, "A'ah. Memang pun." Then smiled again.
Then he said, "OKlah, RM155 lah."
Hee~
p/s : my mom's name is not Latifah. :P
I took the book to the owner of the store, who later confirmed that it was indeed RM158. I told him I wanted the book, and proceeded to take out my purse to get my money.
As I was doing so, the owner looked at my face and suddenly said "You anak Latiffah ke?"
To which I halted what I was doing, and looked at him back.
I asked "Dapat diskaun ke kalo anak Latiffah?"
To which, he chuckled.
Then I answered, "A'ah. Memang pun." Then smiled again.
Then he said, "OKlah, RM155 lah."
Hee~
p/s : my mom's name is not Latifah. :P
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Sunday, October 11, 2009
1 engagement + 3 open houses
The whole day was spent eating. I actually felt tired and sick of looking at food by the time I reached home at night.
Started off the day attending Wanny's engagement (yet another one getting hitched soon), then proceeded to attend another 3 open houses all over Klang Valley.
Could anyone look more similar to Dato' Siti Nurhaliza??
Then we drove off to Sarah's house in Kelana Jaya area. On the way there, stuck in a jam. On the way back, stuck in a jam as well. *tiring*
Then moved on to Husna's home, in Sri Kembangan, but didn't snap any pics. My camera was almost out of battery, and everyone seemed very tired already, and we were rushing to make it to the last open house, Hazney's, in Setiawangsa. Stuck in another traffic jam on MRR2, reached Hazney's around almost 8pm.
Reached home and slept almost immediately.
Recalled an acquaintance who mentioned this statement "What's so great about open houses? What is so great about sitting around eating?"
At that point when that acquaintance mentioned this, I didn't answer anything, because I didn't want it to become a huge argument because of our different opinions.
You know what's so great about open houses? The fact that we could sit around, not only to enjoy great food, but to enjoy each other's company, catch up on life and whatever moments we had missed. In the hectic world that we live in today, food is the main component of what brings us together, we talk over food, we tell people about the details of our lives, our worries, our hopes and want we want in the future over a meal. So that's what great about open houses. The fact that it brings people together, not only the Muslims, the Malays, but in fact a whole community. Even though the calories that we eat may well be seen later on in the deposition of fat on our bodies, but sometimes, it may just be worthwhile because the moments we enjoy when we are consuming the calories. *and besides we could always burn the calories later on during exercising*
And mind you, later on in life, it would be harder to share stories unless it is through this way (over a meal I mean). And that, is my opinion.
Started off the day attending Wanny's engagement (yet another one getting hitched soon), then proceeded to attend another 3 open houses all over Klang Valley.
Could anyone look more similar to Dato' Siti Nurhaliza??
Then we drove off to Sarah's house in Kelana Jaya area. On the way there, stuck in a jam. On the way back, stuck in a jam as well. *tiring*
Then moved on to Husna's home, in Sri Kembangan, but didn't snap any pics. My camera was almost out of battery, and everyone seemed very tired already, and we were rushing to make it to the last open house, Hazney's, in Setiawangsa. Stuck in another traffic jam on MRR2, reached Hazney's around almost 8pm.
Reached home and slept almost immediately.
Recalled an acquaintance who mentioned this statement "What's so great about open houses? What is so great about sitting around eating?"
At that point when that acquaintance mentioned this, I didn't answer anything, because I didn't want it to become a huge argument because of our different opinions.
You know what's so great about open houses? The fact that we could sit around, not only to enjoy great food, but to enjoy each other's company, catch up on life and whatever moments we had missed. In the hectic world that we live in today, food is the main component of what brings us together, we talk over food, we tell people about the details of our lives, our worries, our hopes and want we want in the future over a meal. So that's what great about open houses. The fact that it brings people together, not only the Muslims, the Malays, but in fact a whole community. Even though the calories that we eat may well be seen later on in the deposition of fat on our bodies, but sometimes, it may just be worthwhile because the moments we enjoy when we are consuming the calories. *and besides we could always burn the calories later on during exercising*
And mind you, later on in life, it would be harder to share stories unless it is through this way (over a meal I mean). And that, is my opinion.
Friday, October 9, 2009
Every single thursday night, I would transform from the happy :D to a total prick, trying to invade everyone's precious moments of the night with continous texting, calling or just plain talking. Thursday night is like friday night in my dictionary, cos friday means I can go home and be a happy :D all over again.
For almost 3 weeks now, this is the pattern of mood.
Sunday : All hyped up to go to college and study for monday class/ lectures / bedsite tutorials.
Monday - Wednesday : Read, read, read chapters in the books, go to wards in hospitals, try to attend everyone's bedsite tutorials, try not to sleep in class, drinking down cups of nescafe to stay awake in the process, trying to sleep at least 5 hours per day.. bla3x
Thursday : Morning - Read up chapters before heading to the hospital.
Night : Feel bored of the whole routine, then tries contacting friends via ym, sms, voice calls and watching a whole load of movies throughout the night. Then feel guilty when the clock strikes 11pm, cos I've been doing nothing but sitting in front of the laptop all night long and not reading.
The effing final exam is in 29 weeks yo!! Shit, after this week ends, it would be 28 weeks left!! 7 months more in the final exam to become the DR!!
Yet on thursday although I remind myself this fact constantly, I still just can't get the facts through my head. Or thick skull.
Watching everyone else study makes me even more pissed off, because they can read and try to place the facts in their head that would come out easily upon any question and answer session later on. Or maybe they are just staring at the books with their minds wondering off else where. Heheheh.
And the fact that I'm already posting up a lot of posts in a week goes to show how much my mind has been wondering off. Damn it.
I hate it when this happens, but yet again, it does happen. Every single week, like a routine.
It's friday morning, I just woke up, yet I feel like I want to sleep in again. I know I have to dress up to go to the hospital but I don't feel like it.
I just don't feel like doing anything basically.
Just feel like sitting down and watch as my adipose tissue adds up with continous meals. :P
LOL!! Need to go swimming soon before I go mad. Swimming helps me calm down. I used to like going to gym, it's like an effing cult, everyone goes there to tone down or lose weight, faces so straight up serious when using the equipments. There's also hot (maybe almost all gay) guys who are oh-so-buff to watch at when they are working out. Hehe~
Unfortunately at my swimming pool area we don't have those effing buff hunks no more. :P
Anyway, I'll just move my ass from the seat, go bathe, and go to the ward, finish my work off, then head off home, and I'll be more sane.
Have a long day ahead of me tomorrow, and almost 80% of the agenda involves eating. Yeah, you got that right, open house. Actually not 80% la, more like 50% cos the other 50% revolves around gossiping about other people, yet another thing I'm good at. :P LOL.
Okay, off to the bathroom!
p/s : I tried changing my blog template yesterday night, and ended up deleting all the side bars including blog urls of people I read. Damn it. They don't teach me how to change blog templates in medical school :P LOL. Will get them up as soon as possible.
For almost 3 weeks now, this is the pattern of mood.
Sunday : All hyped up to go to college and study for monday class/ lectures / bedsite tutorials.
Monday - Wednesday : Read, read, read chapters in the books, go to wards in hospitals, try to attend everyone's bedsite tutorials, try not to sleep in class, drinking down cups of nescafe to stay awake in the process, trying to sleep at least 5 hours per day.. bla3x
Thursday : Morning - Read up chapters before heading to the hospital.
Night : Feel bored of the whole routine, then tries contacting friends via ym, sms, voice calls and watching a whole load of movies throughout the night. Then feel guilty when the clock strikes 11pm, cos I've been doing nothing but sitting in front of the laptop all night long and not reading.
The effing final exam is in 29 weeks yo!! Shit, after this week ends, it would be 28 weeks left!! 7 months more in the final exam to become the DR!!
Yet on thursday although I remind myself this fact constantly, I still just can't get the facts through my head. Or thick skull.
Watching everyone else study makes me even more pissed off, because they can read and try to place the facts in their head that would come out easily upon any question and answer session later on. Or maybe they are just staring at the books with their minds wondering off else where. Heheheh.
And the fact that I'm already posting up a lot of posts in a week goes to show how much my mind has been wondering off. Damn it.
I hate it when this happens, but yet again, it does happen. Every single week, like a routine.
It's friday morning, I just woke up, yet I feel like I want to sleep in again. I know I have to dress up to go to the hospital but I don't feel like it.
I just don't feel like doing anything basically.
Just feel like sitting down and watch as my adipose tissue adds up with continous meals. :P
LOL!! Need to go swimming soon before I go mad. Swimming helps me calm down. I used to like going to gym, it's like an effing cult, everyone goes there to tone down or lose weight, faces so straight up serious when using the equipments. There's also hot (maybe almost all gay) guys who are oh-so-buff to watch at when they are working out. Hehe~
Unfortunately at my swimming pool area we don't have those effing buff hunks no more. :P
Anyway, I'll just move my ass from the seat, go bathe, and go to the ward, finish my work off, then head off home, and I'll be more sane.
Have a long day ahead of me tomorrow, and almost 80% of the agenda involves eating. Yeah, you got that right, open house. Actually not 80% la, more like 50% cos the other 50% revolves around gossiping about other people, yet another thing I'm good at. :P LOL.
Okay, off to the bathroom!
p/s : I tried changing my blog template yesterday night, and ended up deleting all the side bars including blog urls of people I read. Damn it. They don't teach me how to change blog templates in medical school :P LOL. Will get them up as soon as possible.
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
What I do when I'm bored.
What I do when I'm bored. In class. While waiting for the lecturer to come. About 1 hour 30 minutes late. :P
Hairstyle #1. Reverse ponytail.
Hairstyle #2. Pigtail crossing and ending on the shoulder.
Hairstyle #2. Ends up looking like this, pig tail ends on the shoulder instead of at the back.
Will try other hairdos and see if I can make it work :P when I have extra time.
p/s : face in last pic looks so tired. waiting is tiring.
Hairstyle #1. Reverse ponytail.
Hairstyle #2. Pigtail crossing and ending on the shoulder.
Hairstyle #2. Ends up looking like this, pig tail ends on the shoulder instead of at the back.Will try other hairdos and see if I can make it work :P when I have extra time.
p/s : face in last pic looks so tired. waiting is tiring.
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
Situation : me bored to death in my hostel room before hitting the books, thinking about day's events, and yesterday's events, and then decided to send a text message to my bestie.
Text message goes like this :
"Hey. It's me again. Hee. Actually wanted to tell ya sumthin y'day.
U kenal x ex ***** nama ***** tu? Rmmbr back in hi skool? I met him in hkl y'day he's a final year med student in ******.
N he looks fantastic! I actually wondered how God has created such a good looking creature like him :P
he told me i lookd the same like back then, in his own words 'u never changed farah'.. is dat a gud thing or a bad thing?? do i still look stinky like back then?? haha~
amazing these good looking men, n how they can touch our hearts just by the sight of them, n probably make us wonder about them for the moment, n the memory about them wud linger for some time before going into our subconscious mind.. :P"
*there might be some typo, mind you it was a text msg, and yes, it was a long one, about 4 smses long :P*
And the reply went like this :
"Omg hun, u shld blog this msg hahaha."
so there :P
Text message goes like this :
"Hey. It's me again. Hee. Actually wanted to tell ya sumthin y'day.
U kenal x ex ***** nama ***** tu? Rmmbr back in hi skool? I met him in hkl y'day he's a final year med student in ******.
N he looks fantastic! I actually wondered how God has created such a good looking creature like him :P
he told me i lookd the same like back then, in his own words 'u never changed farah'.. is dat a gud thing or a bad thing?? do i still look stinky like back then?? haha~
amazing these good looking men, n how they can touch our hearts just by the sight of them, n probably make us wonder about them for the moment, n the memory about them wud linger for some time before going into our subconscious mind.. :P"
*there might be some typo, mind you it was a text msg, and yes, it was a long one, about 4 smses long :P*
And the reply went like this :
"Omg hun, u shld blog this msg hahaha."
so there :P
Sunday, October 4, 2009
The first weekend celebrating Syawal in KL, and I spent almost 1 hour plus driving to Banting with Hazney, my coursemate to attend another dear coursemate's sister's wedding. Thank God for the invention of GPS, where I didn't get lost, just a bit late. Google Map boleh masuk laut ar skrang ni. hehe~
Along the way there were a few accidents, causing major traffic jams. Driving a manual has its challenges too~
Then we head to Azlin'z home in Klang, I thought it would be very far away, but it was just about another 15minutes drive from Ayu's home. At about 4 o'clock, we drove back to KL.
30 minutes after driving off KESAS, we reached Bandar Tasik Selatan area and the cars were moving foot by foot in a traffic jam. Yeay KL, what is Syawal without your much awaited traffic jams right? *cough cough*
There were plenty of motor vehicle accidents, shattered glass all over the road, and the passengers standing beside their cars were mostly clad in Baju Melayu and Baju Kurung. Therefore, I could summarize that the traffic jam was caused by people who are going to open houses all over KL? :P
Well, whatever it is, there's 2 weeks left in Syawal, and there is plenty of open houses to attend, please be careful on the roads!! Especially with the downpour in KL nowadays.
Bloated la. *burp*
Along the way there were a few accidents, causing major traffic jams. Driving a manual has its challenges too~
Then we head to Azlin'z home in Klang, I thought it would be very far away, but it was just about another 15minutes drive from Ayu's home. At about 4 o'clock, we drove back to KL.
30 minutes after driving off KESAS, we reached Bandar Tasik Selatan area and the cars were moving foot by foot in a traffic jam. Yeay KL, what is Syawal without your much awaited traffic jams right? *cough cough*
There were plenty of motor vehicle accidents, shattered glass all over the road, and the passengers standing beside their cars were mostly clad in Baju Melayu and Baju Kurung. Therefore, I could summarize that the traffic jam was caused by people who are going to open houses all over KL? :P
Well, whatever it is, there's 2 weeks left in Syawal, and there is plenty of open houses to attend, please be careful on the roads!! Especially with the downpour in KL nowadays.
Bloated la. *burp*
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