till then, i shall go silent for the time being.
there. i feel better.
went to arab street with my mom. she bought some selendangs for my aunts.. and grandma. clothes for my grandfather and sexy uncle. i regret not going to arab street early early. cos why? the kains there are sooo nice. really!! seriously-furiously!! all of a sudden, my imaginative designerish chechenewyork mind starts to wonder!! come to think of it i'm sure the cost of purchasing that cloth, and gettin a good tailor could possibly sum up to a reasonably priced outfit on the shelves.
nevermind. i shall try harder next year.
so after arab street (since i cant find any readymade outfits) we had to go down to Geylang. again. sheeesh. couldnt find anything, till i had NO other options but to get that black outfit at Joo chiat. the price... ok. lets just say, no Gripz, no new bags, no MNGs & no GG5 for me this month.
hidup susah. mati pon susah.
we waited. and waited. and waited. then around 345, the doc called for mom. went in with her. thank God her condition's not severe. she's experiencing the blackout symptoms. the doc advised her that should such thing happen to her again, she ought to lay down for abt half an hr or so, to allow the blood flowing again. her blood sugar level's ok. no high blood pressure. no whatever tension. everything's all good. think she needs rest.
we got home like by 445. brother heated up the food for sahur and woke my sister up. such a nice boy. tsk.
I LOVE MY BROTHER!
Yup. i do. well i used to hate him! and did voodoo on him.. but that was when he's alot younger and fatter than. w/o a doubt, super kurang ajar too. guess thats the musthavetogothrough stages of a man's life, a certain trait all Men possess.
i remember those special moments where his foot was on my tummy and my knuckles went directly in between his eyes. all that secondary school vulgarities we never fail to utter to each other. and all that screaming in between sobs that i was good at doing but he didnt really care.
upon turning 16, he's grown. physically and mentally. didnt realise it till one find day, i had to ask him a favour (which of course he would say "LAZYY AhH!!" or "Do yourself ah!!"). Instead of all that, he said "hmm.. okay." i think my heart stopped for like 3 seconds. now, he's 18 soon.. and he's grown slightly better! damn i'm feeling that calm and soothing maternal instincts..
i realised that he enjoys helping me out. of course, i'd ...*ahem* shower him with all that Levis, funky t-shirts, 50 dollar notes and boxers.
take yesterday for example. was out with d and awin. break fast together. i know i've not seen my bitches for awhile now, and yes, i'm all up for midnight gossips. but dad had to work yesterday, practically the whole day and be back after 11, leavin my brother and sister at home. i would in all circumstances apologise to my girls and head home. but i had to ask his permission first. my brother's permission that is.
"ok i'll buy dinner for me and adik"
my brother gave me his blessings! haha. and then i know i had to tell dad the good news and that i've got PLAN B all ready. (Plan A has always been - Huda after work come home, do laundry, sweep the floor, buy dinner, cook at night. Plan B - none of the above)
then later at night, since we're fasting the next day, i had to buy some dishes for sahur. hang out with my friends till almost 11. where can i find a nasi padang stall still selling edible food, u tell me? so i had no choice! i picked up all the courage i have, abit of the shamelessness and dialed for my brother. asked him if he's willing to go get them for me instead at the nearby food court, abt 3 bus-stops away.
damn, i felt that very same maternal satisfaction again when he agreed on it and tells me "ok, i'll be ready in 5 mins". in malay we'd usually say..... "aduh!! sejuk perut mak!"
heehee.
alexander graham bell. thank u sir. may u rest in peace.
that fella invented the phone. one weird guy to invent something appalling. the phone, as we all know, have been our main source of gettin in touch with friends, our first step to knowing that new person from Friendster / IRC *snorts*, the device thats constantly hearing our sweet pews of good night wishes / profanities to a loved one / doing that having sex routine without ..well literally doing it / gettin that 5 mins of fame by airing our voices on national radio.
i have been gettin in touch with the people whom i love, all thanks to my 49 bucks phone ("Sally") that stood rigidly on the table in my room. how'd i know, this time last year, that the ppl whom i have been confiding in on matters of the heart / life / money is gazillion metres away from me. mom, dip and nizam. all gone. but with the help of Sally, i get to talk to them like.. everyday! haha. sure, i'll try my darnest not to look horrified and absurd when the phone bill arrives.. going "no.. thats not my fault!!"
so yesterday, there weren't that many nice shows on tv, besides Mighty Ducks of course (back then i was Julie Gaffney err.. the other girl was Sheen, and the guys are like sudip, ath, wan, khir... so on and so forth) that left a smile on my face, reminiscing abt those sec school times when me and the guys had our skates on, and they played roller hockey at my void deck. hrmm... nice. so anyways yes as i was sayin, there werent that many nice shows on tv and liverpool's givin me that drowsy effect, i decide to use the phone and call up some friends. t'was around 11pm. still early, i feel. i spoke to Darrell de cruz, for abt 10 mins cos he's meetin Tom for coffee. then called up my sexy cousin, taufiq, and blabbered about our family life (again) and.... yah he's attached now. why do i have this funny feeling inside me..? nvm.
return call to d: she's probly asleep by then. called ath: no answer. called imran: nice song on the voice mail. called zam: the ringing tone in qatar is music to my ears, really. called my sister: no help at all.
so i called myself. i mean i talked to myself... before i fell asleep after that last conversation abt kofi annan and bananas in pajamas ... whats the affiliation between those 2 (or 3)? you might be surprised.. :)
Earlier today, mel dropped by the office with her hubby and they brought their beautiful Jordan along to see the office! awwww!!! (huda fans herself) yah no doubt i got emotional. happy to see mel swearing again! happy to see Jordan!! and happy to be ...happy for her!! ouuhh.. before lunch, mel got some of us thank u gifts! in celebration of jordan's one month old! i was soooo awwed at the sight of the gift! its JORDAN mania!! haha.. its a nice blue box with a pic of jordan on the cover and adorable goodies inside with tonnes of Jordans!! urggh!! sooo cute!!!
wati then asked me. what am i planning for my baby's one month anniversary... hmm... she just stressed me out there.
work today was fine. i was settling the usual stuff and gettin all of the docs sent out by 5. half an hr more to go so i took my time and read up on the notes i prepared during yesterday's seminar. then... quarter past 5, the phone rang. i strut to the boss' room and ta-dah!!! i've got an advice to do. apparently the matter's quite a bigga deal so i have to do it right. sheeish. i brought it home but i've yet to look into it.. oh well. maybe later? maybe tmr morning after my sahur? maybe tmr at work? lol*
i know who's the winner for America's Next Top Model 4 already... tsk. no fun anymore. hmm.. but oh well! i love that woman!!
*ting ting ting* i would like to make a speech. i wish to declare that i, ms huda daud a.k.a dac, am the proud owner of these 2 green t-shirts from this 12th day of October 2005 forward. i shall undertake to provide for the upkeep and welfare of these t-shirts to the best of my ability.
they costs 5 bucks each!! hysteric deal? no?!i just got off the phone with nizam. but before that, i manage to speak to one of his friends there. a guy from mumbai. i personally requested that nizam hand over his phone to his friend so that i can speak to him.
not long later, i heard an unfamiliar hello. i said hello... (in that accent)
then i said to his friend... "meh tum se pyaar karti hai"
.....
it actually translates to "i love you". hahaha. (cos thats the ONLY hindi phrase i can remember clearly)
keke.. its always so nice to speak to someone i dont know and within 2 seconds i crack him up with my adoloscent antics.
so fun! tsk.
+ Loving the moment
my beloved dionne started working at her new firm today! despite all that difficulties she had to go through, i'm definitely proud of her. hopefully things will turn out for the better for her. i'm sure. =)
so we met after work. had dinner together at tong seng bristo and we had the usual. Fish slice soup with rice for me. and whadyya know! steam chicken rice for d! *boogies*
after our meal, we scrambled for that cab ride to the indoor stadium!!
Yes sirree!~ we're all jazzed up for DA man himself! MICHAEL BUBLE!! or mr bubble.. like how d calls him by. HE WAS AMAZING. seriously. ohhh myyyy, our knees were sooo weak! he's the only guy i know who looks flawless in a suit and well-polished leather shoes!! his personality came across in his entire performance, and damn that boy's got humour!! haha!
halfway through his performance, he started doin that gettinsickofjazz attitude and started doing a no. by my fav band!! urggghH!!!! Maroon 5's This Love! i got so excited that i kept jumping on my seat like a mexican bean. and never in my entire life, would i get that special moment of seein, the honourable Buble GRAB HIS CROTCH in front of the entire audience doing that class-act impersonation of michael jackson!! ohh la la.... what strong hands you have, michael.....
to sum it up. the concert went great! its been awhile since i've been to one (last was that free entrance to shaggy's concert thx to dip!~) that groupie feelin emerge from within me... i feel young again!! I LOVE YOU MICHAEL!!! WooooOOTT!!!
geez. where did that come from?!
anyways....
on our way back....*ahem* we had this trouble of gettin that cab home. we wanted to escape that jam from the indoor stadium, so we walked out to the main road where the old airport was. hop onto a bus. alighted at mountbatten rd.. and we ... well. got drunk.
we noticed heaps of blue litted taxi hats zooming right under our sexy nostrils on the opposite side of the road and luck wasnt on the side we're at. so we decided to dash across the road. and got stuck by the fence separating the two roads. so.. (like i said, we got drunk) in order for us to get to the other side, we've got 2 options - to climb OVER the fence or to crawl UNDER the fence.
i was against the idea of going OVER cos, i wanna have babies. soo.. yepp.. we got down on our knees and crawled under the fence!! sheeeish!! what came over us? i dont know! was there a bridge? yes? i think? are we insane??!
i highly doubt that.
Shed the clothes that become my skin
See a liar that burns within my needin
How I wish I'd chosen darkness from cold
How I wish I'd screamed out loud,
Instead I've found no meaning.
find comfort in pain,
All pleasure's the same
It just keeps me from trouble.
Hides my true shape, like Dorian Gray.
I've heard what they say, but I'm not here for trouble.
It's more than just words,
It's just tears and rain.
After the conversation with mom, asree called. Unknowingly, i dropped all defenses and cried upon hearing his voice. He's been the friend who's hovering near me and making sure that i eat right everyday. Hearing his constant barrage of advice healed that hurt in me, somehow. he kept reminding me how i should not be behaving that way, esp in the month of Ramadhan. i understood him well. i know i had to control my emotions that's eating me up, even if it takes alot of crying. "thank you Asree"
i feel better now as i slowly regain my strength. how am i able to manage my own wellbeing, when i'm lacking in sleep / gettin stressed about cooking / sparing time to clean up the house or do the laundry after a long day's drafting of advice at work. by the end of the day, i'm too tired to do my tarawih prayers and i hated that... i told myself to lean back and work that aching muscle first and get much much rest. and i did. Alhamudulillah, the headache's gone now... Hopefully the coming work week's gonna be somewhat reasonable..
+ Sheeshness!!
I am super embarrassed today. ABSOLUTELY 100% EMBARRASSED! No kidding.
Sigh.
Someone called me up sometime around 3 today. Rushed out from one of the lawyers' room and quickly answered halfway through the third ring.
Caller: hi! Is wati there...
Me: Oh no, wati's not around... she's on another floor.
Caller: oh okay.. Is that Huda?
Me: Yeahh hi! How'd you know its me?!
Caller: Hmm.. yeah cause the other time wati called me through this number.. said if she's not around to look for you.
Me: ahh.....riiiiiiight.... (I slurred... Really. Really slurred.)
Caller: (laughs) okay, huda can u help me tell wati that I've got the sample cookies for her.
Me: (quite puzzled) sure will do. Btway... why do u sound so munjen-fied today arh??
Caller: huh? Whats that?!
Me: meaning u sound even more Chinese today... u know how I like to describe things with elaborations by adding the words "fied" at the back. Like shittified... funny-fied....
Caller laughs hysterically but sounded quite hawwwt doin it.
Me: yah. (feeling somewhat accomplished for making him laugh)
Caller: haha.. ok.. guess I learn something new today! ok later when wati gets back, ask her to call me... she has my no. right?
Me: of course ahhh! haha.... ok! will do.
Caller: haha... ok thanks huda. Bye!
Me: heh.... bye!
I placed the receiver back to its original place and smiled. Tsk tsk.. so free this guy. He's a friend of wati (ex-bf to be precise). Spoke to him before on the phone, that's why I recognized that voice. A nice chap. No.No. I'm not eyeing on him cos he is soooo married!! Sheesh!
Anyways, when wati got back, I told her that her ex called looking for her, strangely though through my direct no. She looked at me, with a bit of a sigh.... like as if she's saying what does he want now. Told her he mentioned abt the sample cookies that she requested from him. To give him a call back.
Wati looked at me and said "huda.... that's not Azli. That's Encik Rauf.. the guy we're planning to order the hari raya cookies from?? Whose WIFE bake cookies for a living? I called him through your phone the other day and told him to look for either me or you...."
I looked at her. Suddenly my eyes ballooned like Alpha's (one of dad's goldfish).
...
Inhale. Exhale.
Congrats Huda. You've officially embarrassed yourself. Well done.
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Life of the shameless me continues when i, allow me to repeat, shamelessly hinted my friend ath to write me a testimonial / dedicate a blog entry to me. whahah!!
shouldnt have initiated him that sia!! haha... oh heck, thanks ath!! you're too kind..
an excerpt from ath's entry.
"Apparently, i had this crush on her in sec school. Fortunately my blossoming inferiority complex began to fade once i came to see Dac as my best friend rather than the woman i most want to see naked."
ath, i feel you babe... i wouldnt wanna see myself naked too.
Like as always... hangin out with the two babes is full of laughter and stupidity! their jokes can be super crude and adultish... but heck! it was fun!! haha... we bought like 4 dishes.. extra scoops of sambal belacanz (for those 2 of course) and had bee hoon, white and yellow rice! to go along with the dishes. D-E-licious!!!! how the hell am i gonna stop eating with them around me! their motto is don't spend on the unnecessary things, spend more on good food!! we each had to fork out 20 bucks. the good thing abt hangin out with adults is that the younger kid (which, in this case is moi!) have that priviledge of keeping the change! hahah!! fun punye fun... i gained weight again! i had to suck in 85% of the air around me just to slot that bulge in my jeans!! hmm... thank goodness the fasting month is here. hopefully to lose the flabs and give my atm a break for once! haha...
Yah.
And since we can actually choose when we decide to do our 'penalty' i decide to push it to today instead of last saturday.. so that i can be with mah girrrrls!! haha... yes. me, wati and ann..we decide to have it today. Ann moved up to 17th floor since a week ago. and sat at the desk next to mine! and there u have it! the trios, side by side! haha...
so it was fun. full of takin pictures... going down to coffeebean for their Bagels and Latte..
listening to loud music...
laughing at each other's pouty lips.
and me... doing my impersonation of the people we know. like, for example, the uncle who comes by knocking at the doors / files or clapping his hands... and shouting "ahh lai !! mee rebus, mee siam... nasi lomak, ahh lai! mee pok! zhiken lice!! ahh.... *clap clap hands*"
they kept laughing uncontrollably at my nonsense.
hurhur. that felt good.
by 1, we packed our stuff and went over to Raffles city shopping centre.. and do some shopping at robinsons, mango.. guess, warehouse.
the plan was, i accompany ann to joo chiat, to get her kebaya dress altered. and yeah, hopefully i find some hari raya outfit for myself... since mom's not in spore to do the shopping for me! *sobs*
soo.. at around 230.. we took the train..me and ann alighted at eunos and wati head home towards tampines.
walked ard joo chiat. i couldnt find anything. we got hungry and head down to this airconditioned eating place beside joo chiat.
crap.
terrible service. no table numbers. they forgot our orders despite jotting them down. and for goodness sake, dont make us order your speciality when 30 mins later u come back sayin that "ohh, that dish no more already.. would u like to try something else.."
...
we got our food like 45 mins after ordering. and my order (my personalised mee hongkong with nooooo seafood but chicken) was passed over to another table who rejected the dish initially, but got too angry waiting for their actual orders that the lady ended up eating it anyways.
crap.
but oh well. me and ann, we're super patient la. easy said.
and no, we're not going back there again.
finally... we head down to TKC, and alhamdulillah!! i got my baju there!! phew~ tiring. i understand how mom feels now... haha....
after that, we head down to spore post's coffeebean (again) and chat for about an hour abt each other's lives and problems. i had a great chat with her. feels good talking to someone whom i can soo look up to in terms of relationship... awesome babe!
by 8... we flagged a cab, i alighted at my stop and ann head home. t'was good day indeed.. :)
arrr
