By Nisha
Every time I came back to Tampin (in the journey), im for sure to encounter a problem. Be it the trouble with the bus, or the passenger. Unfortunately today I came across both. At first when I bought the tickets, I specifically as usual told the guy in the counter I wanted the last seat (it's usually the best to sleep since nobody comes behind and the whole wide seat is mine alone). Sadly, once I've settled in my seat comfortably, 2 ladies and three children came to sit in front of me. At first I thought the children will be the nuisance from me getting my beauty sleep but believe it or not it was the ladies!! Everything went ok at first with the kids asking the ladies for food and things like that. Once hit the highway, the kids went to sleep but then suddenly the young girl spilled something and the lady next to her slapped her and push her out of her chair in front of me! The young girl then walked to her mom (I assume) who was sited in front of their chair and in just an instance both the ladies started arguing in their language. I understood a little bit where the first lady was complaining on how the younger lady didn’t teach her girl menace in eating and bla..bla.. They were so loud that I don't think anyone in the bus slept. Forget about having my delayed beauty sleep, I didn't even have one second of peace to think about all the problems im encountering. In fact I could even hear them over my full blasted Discman!! Then when they came down in Rembau (everything was so serene at that time), the bus suddenly stopped in the middle of no where!!(The way to Tampin is surrounded with jungles). Finally after like half an hour in that warm humid stinking bus, my uncle came and fetches me. THANK GOD!!
By Nisha
It has been a while since I went back to college (2 months maybe, im not sure.) Even if I did go back during these holidays, it was always to block C (the boring-academic area) rather than block A where all the happening stuff happens. So neway, last Thursday I went to block A. Finally. And I would say college has changed slightly. Firstly with the use of 'smart-card', this till now ive got no idea what the change is for. Secondly is the café. Before there were only 2 shops and now there are 4. I just pray that the food will be edible (auntie's food is tasteless) and reasonable. But the best of all are the students. There were hardly any familiar faces around. Everyone looked new to me. Infect very much like freshies- from the way they walk (so nervous), their attire (fresh from school), and even the books they carry (no one carries that many books or files!!). I felt so out of place as I didnt know anyone!!.
I as usual was finding for one specific familiar face and guess what? Wuhuhu.. Hopper is out of college. It seems he went to some other college with his gf. How sad!! No more that cute face that resembles my bf. But anyhow, im not that heartbroken, as ive found another guy who is very much younger than me (4 years), who is really gorgeous (he doesn't even look like Malaysian although he is.) I made a fool out of myself when I first saw him in the lab last Friday. At first I thought he was an Iranian since he has got their fair colour and the way he shaved his beard and mustache also is similar to them, so when he strolled in front of me, I told shark how handsome he was (in Malay). He just smiled (and I foolishly thought he was smiling to acknowledge us). Little that I know that he was a Malaysian and an Indian until my sis told me that she knows him and who he really was. What a fool!! Thank god later he seems to be nice to all of us and talked normally (duh obviously, we are so much senior). But then hey, at least I have replacement for hopper already. Don't get me wrong, im not cheating my bf or what. This is just to wash my eyes once in the while when im too tired with books and library..
By Nisha
Have you ever gone through a day which went completely bad throughout the day and finally when you realize and throw away the 'jinxed thing', everything seems to be perfectly normal. Well thats exactly what happened to me.
My day started off quite well, although I would say I was a little late to help out in collage but everything seems normal after that until I stepped into Midvalley. The moment I stepped into that place I finished the only money Ive had left for the weekend to buy presents for my friends and cousin (June is such a terrible month as half of the 'population' I've known are born in this month). With only Rm10 left I went to meet my childhood friend. While window 'shoppinging' with her, she suddenly felt like watching a Hindi movie. It was a new movie and unfortunately had only midnight show today. Seeing her eager face I thought 'what the hell, once in a while'. Just after we bought the tickets, my mom called and for the first time in her life she was extremely angry, saying words Ive never thought would have been in her dictionary, what more to use it. But she did use it and finally, just to please her, both of us decided to cancel the movie. Obviously we couldn't do it for the cinema has a rule of 'once purchase, no refund'. We tried to call few people we know who would have been interested to watch the movie but again, thanks to the world cup match tonight between Brazil and Japan, no one was interested. Tried selling in 'black'; wasn't successful, tried standing in front of the cashier; no one was interested. Basically we did every single thing we could to sell it off, even sat on the floor because was too tired and hungry (it did look like we were begging). Finally, I went to the ticket counter again to try my luck, this time with a male cashier and I guess he pitied us so he said he would try to sell it for us, requesting us to return in 3 hours time. Time passed and later when we got there, he just waved our tickets to us, saying sorry for not being able to sell it and with our sad faces, we walked out of the mall (at 9).
Things were cool later, with minor troubles here and there (for my friend), but just when I was about to reach my apartment, my sister calls, asking us to rush back home. Upon opening the house door, I saw the table swung above the sofa and everything shattered around. I went into my room and there I saw my sister, crawling and crying looking dreadfully afraid. I asked her what happened and then only I realized my housemates were all injured!! There was a horrible fist-fight in my house and two of my housemates were responsible for it. It was so scary. I quickly called my other reliable housemate to get back from work before everything started again. Once he got back, things began clearing out, with nothing more than each other shouting their lungs out against each other. However, just when I was about to go out with my friend for mamak-ing, my housemate comes into the room saying we were all needed to vacant the house by the end of this month, which means in a week!!. Now where the **** am I to find a house for both me and my sister that fast?? Damn!! Everything is so screwed up! My whole evening got from bad to worse. Our only guess is, it might have been because of the movie (superstitious side of us). Our day started ruining the moment we purchased the tickets. So after tearing off the tickets (it was already useless since the movie has already passed the screening time), we decided never to watch the movie.. Never!!
By Nisha
Im learning how to cook!! There must be some of you wondering “SO’, isn't it? But the fact is, it is a big move on my side. Besides maggi mee and spaghetti, I can hardly cook anything! Not even tea! (Count 3 in 1 tea out of this). Previously whenever my mom yells at me to learn how to cook, I would simply tell her I preferred to 'cook' the cure for whatever happens to whomever who eats my food first, which means medicine.
So anyway, my first attempt for cooking started last week when I made eggs for the delicious finger-licking nasi lemak my younger sister did. The results were terrible!! The eggs were burnt, spicy (I dropped loads of pepper into it) and shockingly dry only to realize I forgot to put enough oil to cook the eggs (so much for my calorie counting). Then the second time, I cooked mee goreng mamak pedas. Everything was prepared perfectly. Not wanting to do the same mistake again I even put enough oil to drown all the onions. Just as I was confidently cooking, dreaming that one day I would be better than chef wan, the fire got into the pan, burning everything, (till now I don't know how it happened) leaving me with 'black mee-oil-soup'.
The third attempt was ok, where I tried to do Indian style cabbage dish, only it was extra spicy and sweet (instead of salt I ter-put sugar). Even the chapatti I made was tolerable, although it was thick, funny shaped instead of round and, amusingly, even though after cooking, I could still taste the flour (my grandma said it wasn't even cooked!!). But hey, at least I didn't burn anything this time..
By Nisha
Ayo..yo..if last time I used to complaint about my shopping expenditure, a sickness which so called got cured few months ago, now I seriously am in trouble with my non-shopping shopping expenses. Nowadays I don’t even know where the hell I spend my money. Yesterday I went to KL for my dancing class and bringing Dipti around, and believe it or not, the Rm 200 I had in my purse changed to only Rm10 when I got back home today, not knowing exactly where the rest vanished. Besides getting 4 cd’s which only cost me 20 bucks and a yoga pants which was 19, I have got no clue where the rest went. My assumption would be in food and traveling. Now who ever came with the word ‘spend less traveling in public transport??’.
So neway today I went to my favorite street, and to those who loves collecting cd’s, you guys may have a feast of time as the 3 for 10 cd’s are back!! Yeh!! So what are you guys waiting for? ATTACK!! Before DBKL comes back…
By Nisha
I went to kiran's place this evening just to pass my dull daytime. But once I entered the house only did I realize that she was not at all 'lepaking' as what she told me earlier over the phone. She and her family members were busy packing and preparing for her cousin’s wedding which was to take place next August!! The preparation was done months before the wedding but I could already feel the aura as though I was in the 'wedding season'.
Previously I only saw the ceremony few days before the wedding but today I saw the central part of the wedding. I mean like the 'dowri' they were giving- beautiful colorful clothes for the family members (including 2nd and 3rd cousins of the boy-side), expensive jewelries, blankets, house-whole stuffs and lots more. It was just so lively where everyone was so into the wedding (me too!!). We even discussed on what performance we were to put up during the sangeet nite (singing nite-my friends and I are dancing), food, who was doing what and all that. Furthermore, I was also to put 'mehndi' on the bride (henna). And believe it or not, I got a peek on the bride's wedding suit!! It was so breathtakingly beautiful. So carefully embroidered with lots of white gold sequence which surely indicates an expensive suit. The colour was err..coke?? (That’s what kiran's mom calls it. Doesn't look like coke at all to me). It was so stunning that even I changed my dream wedding saree colour. Up to that time it was a mixture of light green and brown. But now it COKE!! My mom would surely be delighted with this colour. At least it has a resemblance with red (we are required to wear Red for our wedding but you know the rebellious me who is forever stubbornly against all this tiny insignificant cultural craps. I mean duh!! Who cares what colour I wear for my wedding!!).
So neway my point is, this whole wedding thing is so lovely that it made me think again about getting married. I mean surely leading into a marriage life is one hell of a big step but getting married is just so sweet (I meant the ceremony and not after that) especially when you yourself are the bride. So guys, don't get shocked if you were to attend my wedding in 3 years time. But then again, can't I just go through my very own wedding ceremony and go back to my old life 2 days after that (single)?? Hehe.. Who knows, knowing me, I might just do that..
By Nisha
Life is totally so predictable over these past few weeks. Everyday it's the same routine; wake up at 1 just in time for lunch, watch a movie, once the clock strikes 5, starts dancing, then take a bath followed by dinner and sitcoms till bed time. Once hit the bed at 12, I'll read a book which usually takes me 3 hours to sleep. That's how it has been throughout the holidays.
Thankfully my childhood friend just got back from the States 2 weeks ago so once in the while I'll meet her. But besides these, there isn't anything exciting going on in my life now. My friends and I are going for 'girls-week-off' next weekend for 4 days and seriously speaking, Im so looking forward to it that Ive already mentally pack all my stuff!! (The final packing will be done in KL). Endless Movies, club hopping, non-stop shopping, delicious food, name it all, everything a girl would want in her outings and I'll be getting them!! Don't get jealous guys.. I really need these explosions before my college starts. Just hope the hang over isn't that bad and ill remember what happened!! So neway, Ill fill you guys in with the juicy details (if it is) once im done with it, so wait for it..
By Nisha
After about 5 years of leaving high school only did I realized how much I've missed the fun and foolish things we have done when we were there. Not to say my college friends and I don’t do crazy stuff anymore but it's just different. The crazy things we do now are what I call as 'matured crazy things', things that will never get us into trouble. Not like in school days, we used to make sure we get into trouble. Everything we did, it was done in a large group (almost the whole class) and this gave us the extra trills.
I still remember ones when I was in form 5 we had a competition between classes where the class which collected the largest amount of old newspaper gets cash. At first it was fun. But the rivalry with the next class later turned ugly and we were so busy competing with them that all of us forgot our ethics. Some of us had to steal from other classes that at the end of the day few of us almost got sacked from being prefect. Luckily my moral teacher was there to back us up. At the end my class won the competition and since we collected more than 2 tans of newspaper, we got Rm400 for our end of the year party.
Then again, there was this time during end of the year, when all the syllabus were taught finish, my classmates and I, who were crazy about 'kuaci' at that time used to sit in the pavilion and litter the place. And I really mean litter!! Just imagine 30 people eating one packet each. Pity the sweeper at that time. Finally one fine day, we got caught where the headmaster told all of us to eat up litter (kuaci skin). After that we vowed to ourselves never to touch 'kuaci' again!
in addition to all this, there was more things we did that was fun and also got us into trouble; making the teachers cry, stealing, running away from school, and lots more. I would say that the teachers were tremendously glad when we left the school and till now our batch still have the 'teacher's nightmare' title...
