Do not think that love, in order to be genuine, has to be extraordinary. What we need is to love without getting tired.

 

I like this quote. Nicked it from my Miss Ps YM stat.

 

I have always had the idea that love needs that strong spark, that I need to feel swept away, chemistry and all that. If not, I would not count it as love. Boy, was I wrong. Love just like a persons life, changes with age I think. I am not the same person I was when I was 19 therefore I doubt that as a lover, I would act and feel the same as well.

 

I use to always look for strong intangible things when starting a relationship. That feeling of constant high or ‘a bounce in my step’. But I have learned that as great as all the ‘magic spell’ is, a relationship is still a relationship. It takes a lot of work, understanding each other and one self, sacrifices and need lots of time and attention to grow.

 

Yes, I agree my view on love have gone a bit mendung but I guess if it came from all my battle scars. But, being the person that I am, I will always try to find the middle ground. I wont go to a sensible relationship, u know, being with someone that is good for u but your heart is not totally in love, the kinda of relationship you feel secure but will always yearn for more or wonder if you just settled.

 

On the other hand, I’m a realist as I know that butterfly in my tummy thing could just be gas or that high feeling could actually just be me getting horny.

 

All I’m saying is, the wow effect of a new relationship can be overpowering, but it could also add to false hope. To put it simply, if u had electric in your first few months, be cautious cause if the other person switches off the conduit, you will end up electrocuted.

 

So as I’m getting ready to ‘open shop’ soon. I must always keep in mind to not be overly excited when a few dates goes really well. I’m saddened that I have to sound just a tad bitter, but as I approach my 30’s (huge gulp) I can’t afford to meddle in a mediocre relationship that ends before it begins. I have waited a full year and I have learned a lot from being a free agent. But I know with relationships, no one theory applies. It’s as dynamic as the 2 people who are in it.

 

Moving on, I had just realized that it’s coming to Nov and I still have 14 days of annual leave left. So I’m gonna take all the Mondays of from next week, leaving me working only 4 days week and the best part, Selangor will have almost all the Fridays in December as a holiday so I will be working only 3 day weeks in December. Kewl!

 

What will I do with all the long weekend? Hmmm some hunts lined up and a short trip before the year ends, I’m liking the Hard Rock Penang idea..if not I could just jump on a plane and fly off somewhere. Who knows…and I can’t wait for the end of the year for that huge news. Been waiting for it for almost a year. I hope it works out well. Insyallah.

 

Lets just say, its something I should have naturally progressed to by now.

 

On that note have a grand old time folks!

 

 

My good old friend pinged me on YM over lunch time yesterday. It seems he was looking for some advise. Relationship advise. Lunacy, I know. The conversation went a bit like this :-

 

diamondfury    : wassup?

 Ruggerz          : I think my relationship is ending soon la.

Diamondfury   : Ayo, yeke..why so?

Ruggers           : A lot of shit la, will tell you when I see u this weekend. But now I need  some advise la

Diamondfury   : Sure, im all ears

Ruggers           : Since it has been decided that I will be leaving, and we now are living together, I need an extraction plan.

Diamondfury   : Is that what u kids call it these days? ‘Extraction plan.’ Lolz.

Ruggers           : Well, sounds better than break-up or what they use to call it in the 80’, clash. And definitely much better than , dumping..

Diamondfury   : Tru oso..

 

I tickled me pink that of all people, I was the point of reference when it came to breaking up. Actually looking back, it’s not a good thing to be the point of reference for matters like that. But I guess, I do have some experience at extraditing my self from awry relationships before, so I might as well share what I know with a friend. And my friend is relatively new at breakup as this relationship has been with him for almost 8 years.

So the first thing I asked was how he planned to do it. F2F is of course always the norm as it is more respectable and honorable thing to do. Phone call is already kinda bad but its faster, straight to the point and less dramatic. As for breaking up via SMS or email/FB, I think that is kinda low, although you guys might have met over the net, u CAN’T end things like that.

For my friend here, he has no choice but to do it f2f, since they live together. That would be tricky and messy. However, if the split is mutual than the whole thing can go down easier. (if ever there is a way to make break-ups easier la) It’s just like that song, I hate this part. It’s not something good, it sucks half of your life to go through and then u have the post break up to deal with after, which can be just as bad if not way much worse.

 

So what I told my friend is to have enough rest, sleep early the day before if possible, and plan out what is need to be said. In form a couple of friends before you go in at least someone knows what is about to happen and keep your emo in check.

 

When you have arrived there, just sit the person down and get straight to the point. It’s like sembelih ayam, tak baik nak keep the chicken alive, just slid the throat and let the blood gush. It has to be done. Keep the words simple and don’t go on an offensive mode. If you cant make eye contact like me, keep your eyes focused on something else or just bow your head down.  Say what you have to say but keep it short. You’re there to end things not amend things. If you have stuff at her place then pack what you can. If banyak sangat big items, u can always arrange for a quick swing by the next time (which should be no less than a week after the breakup) Try clean out your stuff as soon as u can.

 

Once it is over, get to your car, look your doors, and breathe. The worse part is over and you have survived. Cry if u need, or just stay there till you come to your senses. Text your friend telling them that it is over and where you plan to go next.

 

Then shake it off, roll down your car windows, listen to some music and drive back home or where it is u plan to sleep.

 

The next day, now that will be hell. I should save that bit later for my friend as he is already shook up about how to end the relationship. But for now, I hope what little I can share with you can help make the process easier. Remember, it is not the end of the world and you will have your friends (me! Me!) to love u unconditionally. Stay true to your self and just like a really bad constipation, this too shall pass.

 

Chin up babes!

 

Btw, take it from me, its way better to dump then to get dumped. :P

 

 

How would you react if you bumped into your x? This was the topic that came twice in the last 24 hours.

1^st it was during Kak Woks open house (great nasi hujan panas btw) and I was catching up with a friend who recently ended a 2 year relationship. He was telling me that he bumped into his x at an open house. My reaction was, why did u go in the first place? He said that he wanted to see all his friends and since its Raya and all, just wanted to be around people he cared about. I probed on how was the encounter, and he said it was awkward at first but it went from awkward to plain cordial. The x even walked him to his car and gave him a hug. I was in a mini awe. He asked if I bumped into any of my x during Raya and I said none so far. And he even said that I should not avoid if the circumstance presented itself. I sort of agree but I told him it's the senyum plastic yang tak koser nak buat. I don't do cordial chit chat. So how did u feel after leaving the open house? I asked somemore, he said he felt ok. Just glad it went ok and no super awkward moments. All I said in response is 'you're a bigger man than I am.'

Next scenario, im hanging out at Chawan when my friend gets a text from his x. 'U @ Chawan?'. Pucat gak la sekejap since my friend had the 'online break-up' and never met the x ever since. Of course we both elongated our necks to see  where the x is located and more importantly who the x was seated with! Later we saw the x seated at the other end of the shop. And with friends. My friend tried hard to maintain his composure but the x kept texting. 'sud I come over and say hi?'. Moron. That was my 1^st thought but I guess under the circumstance, it was the best effort. They texted for a bit and just left it at that, till the end tak dating pun say hi. Some people don't change. Grow a pair putta.

So I was wondering what I would do under the same 2 circumstances. I guess the 1^st if we were to bump in a open house or somewhere you cant run away, I would have to do the poker face. Which im bad at! Would I avoid going in the first place? Depends. Im never the type to say no kalau orang jemput, maybe I'll come early or late to try avoid bumping into each other. Yes, yes I know im very good at avoiding things. Malas nak get messy.  If it's the 2^nd scenario, I guess I would not say hi unless dah betul-betul depan muka. Tu pun depends kot. I mean, I know I sound bitter, but what do I get from saying hi pun? Unless of course it the x yang im already ok with. Then of course I will say hi.

Entahlah, I guess it all depends on what and where I am at that point in time. Its not a confidence thing, its more of a why should I talk to your trap thing. And it's not that I still have feelings for them as well. Maybe I will just be my self after the first words is exchanged, maybe I'll make up a story to leave ASAP. Im all about options. J Maybe if the pain has totally subsided and the old memories are just that, I would act ok. But some scars are left in plain sight and those are the ones no amount of concealer can cover. Like the saying goes, forgiven but never forgotten. And im sure some of my x wouldn't want to bump into me as well for the same reasons. Maybe its just an ego thing or maybe KL is just not big enough.

Gosh! It’s been so long since I last blogged I forgotten that I have a blog. The past couple of months has been hectic to say the least. Raya this year has been a blast!  Raya was divided into two segments. The 1st is the family side. Was in Serendah on the 1st Raya and did the wajib melawat kerabat dalam Felda. Not much change there. But the durians decided to gugur on 1st Raya which was just added bliss.

2nd Raya my real kerabat came down from Johore. All 3 cars of them. Had to make a last min rush to Rawang town to look for toto. My dad build a pangkin beside the lake so everyone can just have meals outside which is awesome. Was fun seeing all the cousins tido bersepah on the old wooden floor that night after main meriam buloh and mercun.

Then it was our turn to go down south. Melaka, Muar, Batu Pahat and JB. Loads of ketupats, litres of sirap and bertin-tin kueh were devoured along the way. I decided to drive as well cause only after 2 nites in JB I had to drive back to Shah Alam, where my 2nd segment of Raya was waiting. Raya with my geng! Waited for Madey to arrive from Perak then we drove to Kuala Pilah for a nitecap then shot to Singapore, just in time to catch Singapore F1. 

Ever since that weekend, I have had no time to really just lepak at home and sleep! Every weekend ada open house and oh, I have also started dating again. Hihi.. So the line has started and I have quite a few to run through. I figured I’ve been single long enough, time to place me back on the market. Nothing serious though, I still intend on keeping my new year resolution to have 09 as an ‘Independent Year.’ So its just dates, movie dates, lunch dates, dinner dates. No more no less. And I found out I like 1st dates. Maybe im not such a jaded biatch after all. So now, ive been told I only have 2 months before the year ends and im hoping the funride will last till end of the year. Sounds tiring, no? But I will have it no other way. No time for haters, just bring on the awesomeness!

Everyone has something to say about any one thing. We all have thoughts on subjects and issues that concerns or doesn’t concern us. In the day and age of cyber space, the amount of information has just gone on a overdrive. Nowadays, anyone that can string a proper sentence can have a blog and air out what is fisted in their hearts. Just look at the media now, quotes and soundbytes from the powerful to the pauper can be reviewed and given feedback on. All this cycle on thoughts on thoughts on thoughts in the end just creates noise. So much noise you don’t know which way is up anymore. So, to kill the noise u switch off  your receptive senses just as you would a radio. U create a bubble where the noise is chosen to be ignored. That is way easier than dealing with noise. But it makes u jaded to some issues though.

So many issues are out there currently, take your pick. Case and point, notice that they are NGO for almost anything now. Voices for every marginalized sector of society. Someone is always willing to talk for someone or some cause, be it charity to political gains. With so many opinions flung around, which one can we trust? Sometimes we are even cohearsed to take sides. If your silent, it means you are not with us, which means you are with them. Cause if you are not, you would have said something. But doesn’t free speech also means the right to abstain from speaking?

Reminds me of what my mum told we once upon a time. ‘Kawan dengan orang yang nak kawan dengan kita, kalau dia tak nak, biarkan, tak rugi apa pun.’ It was actually the time some neighbourhood kids refused to let me play soccer cause of my kaki bangku handicap. That piece of advise though very simple, is what I apply in situation at hand. We go along with the people who accept us and be civil to those who doesn’t. No need to force ourselves on to others. For what we believe is absolute, they could believe as pure false. And who is the judge to tell which one is the right one anyway?

Another flash back of my childhood that I want to share. We were driving back from a funeral of a family friend. It was an Indian family and it was my first time witnessing a Catholic funeral. So in the car I asked my dad (I was 7 maybe) if we died we meet Allah, when Aunty Mala dies who does she meet? My dad said, Aunty Mala will meet God also.

But she is not orang Islam kan? I asked.

Yes, she is not orang Islam, but she also believes in God. And there is only one God. So different religion is like taking a different Jalan to the same place. To God, so she will meet God la. Maybe nama tuhan dia lain, but its still God.

I guess that is what we forget at times. The bigger picture. It’s exciting to be caught up in the storm in teacup of a world we have, we loose sight of what is important. Kalau dah bersemangat over something, itu je lah benda yang paling penting dalam dunia at that moment. We hiss and growl at others who don’t share our views or values. To put it simply, I might hate tempoyak, but if you love em, u can have em. And its tempoyak I don’t like, not the tempoyak eater. Why I don’t like tempoyak? It’s a matter of preference, up bringing or just plain rejection from my taste buds. Who knows, who cares. Point is, if I can deal with you eating tempoyak for breakfast, lunch or dinner, it wont be too much to ask from you to accept and acknowledge that I don’t like tempoyak.

Fair kan? Not so hard to do pun. Agree to disagree.

Now, back to the big picture. I’m lucky cause whenever I get confused from what is right and what is wrong since we have concluded that there is no absolute truth or black and white anymore, I look up to my parents. Seeing how my dad runs his farm unperturbed by media hailstorm or politics. Not that he has no opinion on it, believe me he has, but he knows his place in the great scheme of things. He knows what he needs to do. The duty or tanggungjawab that he has on his shoulders. That is his 1^st and utmost priority. Less talking, more doing. He makes sure his family is well taken care of, he contributes to his community in everyway he cab, he pays taxes and he takes care of his goats. Nothing is more important than that. And grasping that idea of simplicity and contentedness just inspires me.

“Inspiration without perspiration just leads to false expectations”

What we need is less noise and more work. I know I have a lot of work to do. I’m not sure if I ever will reach my father’s level of achievement. Not sure I can ever measure up but I do know I have an excellent team, to support me go through it all. So to sum up Ramadhan so far (tetiba citer puasa) What I have learned so far is the value of sabar and that means to try keep silent and listen. With or without prejudice.

The scene: 3 old friends having drinks and roti bakar after Tarawikh prayers..after a long day of abstaining from food and gossip they could'nt resist doing what they do best:-

Bitching.

Akok : So I went on a date the other nite..

Talam : Bulan puasa oso don't close shop aah u?

Akok : Halooo, gi dating ok not whore-ing..

Talam : Ok fine, so who is the guy?

Akok : A friend of a friend..

Bakar : Cute tak?

Akok : Cute! Older one year from me, tall and kinda funny.

Bakar : Sounds like a catch. How did the date go?

Akok : It went ok, went for early sahur, borak-borak and then he tried to speak in English.

Talam : Tried to speak in English? What? U dated a Russian or Arab ka?

Akok : No, no..he is melayu la. I mean, we were talking in BM at first then I spoke some English then he did, or at least he tried. Grammar dia and pronunciations dia ke laut lah! Hancur!

Bakar : Oh I sooo know what you mean, like the very the melayu one la

Akok : Worse! I didn't even understand what he tried to say tau

Talam : Ish u ni, cant be that bad ok, the average Malaysian can talk decent English..suka tau kutuk kaum sendiri.

Akok : I'm sorry. Bad English is just a no-no to me Like a deal breaker. I cringe so hard when he said things like 'I is proud to be Malaysian' or 'The waiter dah give bills?'

Bakar : (trying hard not to laugh) ok, ok that is bad, but still takkanla just coz of that u tak give him a chance. It's a date, not triple 1 9 exam lah!

Akok : Yeah, I know..in fact I know I sound like such a horrible sod for saying it. But, cannot go lah kalau English berterabur ni…allergic!

Talam : DQ!

Bakar : U can converse in BM what? Or Manglish..No need the Queen's English 24-7

Akok : Hmmmmmmm…true. But what do I do when he does all Julie Dahlan on me?

Bakar : Well, for starters u ca smile and let it go. DON'T try to correct him. Guy's hate that. Unless it's a major major thing la..Get to know the guy, not just the lingua franca.

Akok : U know what, I tried that. I finished the date albeit cringing every now and then. But he was a sweet guy. And when I got back he texted me good nite also.

Bakar : What did he say?

Akok : Good nite, have a sweet dreams!

Bakar & Talam : LMAO

 

So I was walking out of Stadium Melawati (Melawati or Meliwati?) with a whole year supply of spentot. I usually will go to the ware house sale just to buy spentots and other inner things. A box of 3 Renoma for RM11, ok what?!

As I was making my way through a sea of makciks in masks, a couple of young boys dressed in blue t-shirts approached me.

‘Bang, nak pasang Internet Celcom?’

Just the the person I was looking for. Last week my USB modem thingy came from Celcom as a gift. I plugged it in my laptop but nothing happened. This was no surprise as I do know electrical equipments are allergic of me. So when the two boys asked me to buy something that I already got for free and not working, I asked them back:-

‘Saya dah ada tapi takleh pakai, how?’

Then the conversation ensued. The boys were asking me what kinda of Microsoft Office I was using and what kind of modem I got. I explained to them what my predicament was, expecting them to shrug their shoulders and tell me to call the careline number.

But they did no such thing. They asked me in detail what the problem was and I tried my best to explain. In the end one boy said, ‘Abang bawak je la laptop datang sini, saya checkan untuk Abang.’ I was more than happy to oblige. We agreed that I was to drop by the stadium after work.

Sharp at 5.30 I left work and brought my laptop along. At that time the place was packed with even more makciks who are willing to bertarik tudung for the cheapest pinggan mangkuk offer. I look for the two boys at the Celcom booth only to find them walking out, it seems it was time for their break. I felt a tad guilty intruding in their break time, and I was willing to wait till one of the boys said if they could check my laptop over a drink.

So I joined the kids for a drink while one of them started dabbling on my laptop, the other one was just making conversation with me asking me where I worked aand what I do.

‘Sime Darby jual apa bang?’

‘Sime Darby jual semua, kereta, rumah, makanan, hospital. Macam macam ada.’

‘Fuish! Sure gaji masyuk kan?’

‘ Bolehlah alhamdulilah.’

‘Ada kable tak kalau kami nak try.’

‘Kable tak power, tapi kalau nak try boleh check kat website.’

‘Kalau macam kami ni, ada dip je brapa leh dapat ek?’

‘Hmmm dalam RM1000 – ke RM1500 tengok keje gak lah.’

‘Fuissshhh ! RM1500 tu ! Best !’

 

I coudnt help but smile. Rm1500 dia dah kata banyak. I asked them how much they made for selling each modem or prepaid card. It was so sikit. The boys stayed at Jalan Klang Lama and came to Shah Alam by bus or pinjam motor member on somedays. They told me how hard it is to look for customers. I told them maybe their location is not prime. Makcik gi beli Arcopal on discount wont want to buy USB modem. They agreed and laughed. I shared with them how I started work, how I was peddling Time Gold IDD cards at Sungai Wang and only lasted for 2 days when I was 22. How I worked at Adidas HQ, I jual Projector, then to a training company, PR Company then to Sime. They actually listened intentively to my stories. I told them that they are doing good for their age of 21. That the road is long but fun and as long as you are willing to work hard eventually you will succeed.

At that point, I’m pretty sure I sounded like my father.

Then they asked me how old I was.

‘29’

‘Tipu lah! Muka Nampak muda lagi!’

*Rasa macan nak beli 10 modem terus!*

So after trouble shooting my laptop, which didn’t work and finishing a cup of teh tarik i told the boys i had to go and thanked them for taking time to help me out, when they didn’t have to. That was when one of them started to light up a cigarette and then share that one ciggie with his friend. Sedih la pulak tengok budak budak ni. Rokok pun share!

I was looking the warungs if the sold any ciggies, ingat nak la belanja rokok sekotak.

After exchanging goodbyes, I made my way to my car feeling very humbled from the encounter. Here I was being blessed with rezeki and kerja tetap and I was more than happy to share what little I know with them. Although the laptop still couldn’t read the modem, I am sure that the encounter was not about fixing my modem. It was just a random chance that gave me a lot to think about and be happy about.

Who knows maybe one day in the near future our paths will meet again and the boys will be grown men, grown successful men.

For once upon a time I was also a boy who had no idea what the future looks like. And now even as I make my way in life knowing a bit more that I did back than, I am happy to say that I still look the same age I did back then..hehehe.

 

 

It was just what the doctor has ordered. A lot of rest and chilling out by the beach. That was what I did over the weekend. Got free tickets to KK and I wasted no time in giving my self the much needed R&R after a row of events.

Told my self this trip was not going to be a very tiresome one. I had two plans. To eat a lot of seafood and just zen out. The first day in KK we went to the foothills of Mt. Kinabalu for the hot springs. Soaked in the sulphur bath which just left me feeling so rejuvenated. Had tea at Kinabalu park and later drove down to Karambunai to catch the sunset. Awesome!

Night came which means seafood galore! Huge colorful fish and fresh prawns and squid were on the menu. Ayo..lapar bila ingat balik.

The next day was out to sea for snorkeling in Manukan and Mamutik. I didn’t snorkel as much, just choose to lepak by the beach with a good book some music and people watching. Something about sleeping under a tree near the ocean just takes the stress away.

On the final day we went to the market. Anywhere I travel, I must go visit the local markets. From Barcelona to Bandung, the best way to see how the locals live is by going to their markets. And in KK, the market was just as great. KK people are a friendly bunch. And the kadazan dusun are a gorgeous bunch! So it was a very ego boosting experience when one particular Kadazan tried hard to chat me up!  

In short, KK has been kind to me. The spectacular sights, awesome natural wonders and just great energy that this city resonates is just what I needed to recharge me.

So thank you KK, it was great. I will be back to explore other undiscovered parts of your treasure trove and especially the Kadazan folks! J

 

On another note. I just wanted to channel my sadness on the passing of Yasmin Ahmad. The only current mainstream Malaysian artist that is worth her salt. It grieves me people are talking about the whole he or she thing instead of seeing beyond that. As for me, it’s Yasmin Ahmad that we know and love. And pls, don’t go around saying or even thinking what sort of relationship she will have with her maker. That is just insulting, over righteous and very backwards thinking. If there is anything that Yasmin has thought us all is we should always see beyond labels. Malay, Chinese, fat, thin, kaya, miskin, man , woman. See the tie that binds us all, the blood and love that we survive on. Not the hate and maliciousness we are capable of. Now that she is gone I don’t see much hope for Malaysian art scenes. It will be filled once again with Cerekarama-esque drama melayu which only entertains the depths of a mind the size of a teaspoon.

Yasmin thought not only to see beyond skin, she also thought us to be honest with our selves and be the best that we can even when it’s much easier to conform to what other people say. She thought us to be passionate about life and not afraid to say what you want, but how we say it is just as important as what is being said. She thought is to break down the barrier we set in our minds and in our hearts. Barrier such as race, money, orientation, what our mother thinks, what other people thinks, so on and so forth. Only when you emancipate your self with love can you be free from your own prison.

We need more people like her. Gifted with a big heart and the ability to illustrate that thru her work. It just frustrates me to think that such a precious gem is now gone forever, she was a ray of light in a very dim scenario which is Malaysian art. It’s not a wonder most Malaysian terhegeh-hegeh to watch Indon movies. They are just mortals being deprived of art. (same applies for Indon maid and laborers)

May you rest in Peace, Yasmin Ahmad, fellow Muarian. I for one will say, your art spoke a million words that no one dare even think of. Although you were gone to soon, your work will stay with us and keep teaching us the simplicity of love and the power it has on all of us.

Alfatihah.

 

 

It’s been roughly 2 weeks after my birthday. After all the dust has settled I must say I’m getting used to being 29 rather fast. A lot of things has happened in the span of that 2 weeks.  Huge things but I’m surprise by the way it all unfolded. I guess I am more mature or experienced in handling such situation therefore I don’t melatah as much.

 

In the beginning it was all a blur. I didn’t feel like turning 29. I still wanted to be 26! So I went to the birthday party and it was a bit like an out of body experience. I had to remind my self I was attending my own birthday bash. I spent the entire week being on leave which was nice. Because I was on MC I did absolutely nothing. My days was just waking up, eating, lepak Starbucks sampai petang and calling friends. I started reading 4 books and have not finished none. Ambitious, I know.

 

While talking to my friends the other night, I realized that I’m learning to not rush life. Just letting things be as they are and not hurry my self. I was and will always be the planner/control freak but off late I’m enjoying watching and listening instead of doing. For example I have turned Kak Wok down for two hunts. Kak Wok not very happy with me, but Kak Wok the wise always understands. I’m home on weekends now. I even cooked last Sunday night. The Fid I used to know tak boleh dok umah weekends, sure will be out doing something or worse, someone!

 

Maybe la its part and parcel of getting older. U don’t feel the need to terkinja or be busy. It helps that work keeps me so tied up I cant wait to just sleep in during the weekends. It’s like I’m taking time out from my self and just going into my shell. As an outgoing person we sometimes fear not having any activity to do.

 

But, having said that, baru je semalam booking flight nak gi short holiday kat Manukan Island end of the month! Well I cant keep to still, I’ll go nuts. Besides that, if u asked me what my plans are, I would say I don’t have any.

 

 

And that is out of character for me.

 

I had soo many things planned before I turn 30. And I’m still gonna do it. But right now I’m going through the list in my head and asking if all are worth doing. Hey, if I did all the fun stuff before I turn 30, what will I do then? I know I have a lot planned out. A lot. But right now, right here at this moment, all I want is all I have. I guess that is what feeling content sorta feels like. If it is, then I want more of it!

 

I will plan to plan later then… :)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Had my wisdom tooth removed and the Dr gave my 9 days to recuperate at home. I love SDMCSJ!!!!

The whole cabut gigi experience has been quite a memorable in fact a highlight of sorts for 2009. It started out as a normal check-up at my regular dentist then he said that my wisdom tooth is now horizontally buried in my gums. So he referred me to a Facial surgeon in SDMC.

 

The surgeon gave me  a date to be admitted one night prior to the surgery so after work I came I menyerah diri. Little did I know I was going to be treated just like a patient walaupun tak sakit. After enduring 2 hours of boredom I told the nurse I wanted to take a home leave and took off. I went to Damansara Perdana with the hospital tag on my wrist and completed my assignment for The Edge (sila beli minggu ni punya The Edge ok, I have a 24 page pullout on Sustainable Development) The pak guard at The Edge was worried if I was a pesakit hospital jiwa..drama kejap nasib the editors knew me.

 

So the next day I went back to the hospital and was prepared to undergo the minor operation. The nurses came in and gave me the hospital gown and started to poke my vain for the drugs. Then came the rolling hospital bed to come fetch me. I told them I can just walk to the Operation theatre but they said it was procedure for me to be wheeled on the bed. That is when I started to panic just a bit. As they wheeled me out from the room on the bed my mum also started to show some panic looks on her face.

 

At that moment the only thing that was on my mind was ‘I need to tell someone that I have highlights on my hair, so if I die, the need to shave my hair off!’

Drama kan?

 

Then I was rolled in the OT and waited my turn. An attending came in followed by my doctor who explained the procedure to me. Then they started to poke me and place the ECG things and then I saw my heartbeat on the monitor as well as my blood pressure. They went to strap my legs, place a shower cap and placed an oxygen mask on my face. The doctor told me to breathe deeply. Panic sial!!!!!!!!!

 

Pastu pengsan.

 

An hour later I woke up and the nurse placed a plastic jar in my hand. I was my tooth. Such drama for just one teeth je kan? So after like another 4 hrs of recuperating I was told I could go home.

 

Hw much was the bill? Well lets just say takat cabut gigi nan sebatang dah boleh la buat downpayment beli umah kos rendah….