What's the Connection between an Elephant and an Apple ?

Thanks a lot to Ayuni and Illi for making my day a memorable one. Today at 3 p.m. I went out with Ayuni (drove a Kembara car) and Illi to Bukit Cerakah. Yeah, it's my third time of going to Bukit Cerakah for 3 consecutive weeks. Perhaps I should go next week also to make it complete 4.

Unfortunately, when we reached there, the bicycle shops were closed. So, we had no choice but to walk to the Four Seasons House. Nah, now came the interesting part. Despite the extremely freezing cold temperature, we didn't realize that we were in the winter house with the temperature of -2 degrees Celsius for more than an hour. Impressive ! With all of us exclaiming "sejuk gila !", cold breath coming out from our mouths, and reddened noses, somehow we managed to withstand the cold temperature. Luckily I wore a sweater, but that didn't help much though. The coldness penetrated our bones (hyperbolic...hehe). We played a simple snow fight also. Wait, I think it's an ice fight, not a snow fight.

We did came out of the rooms and warmed ourselves in the hallway. While warming ourselves, we traced our names on the vapor formed on the windows. Seri is my nickname, originated from C++ Programming class last semester. Besides that, Ayuni also traced her name with her special friend who's now in USA. Meanwhile, Illi traced these two people's names who're connected to me in some ways (they're just my friends, not more than that). Ayuni then drew a picture of an elephant and an apple, representing those two. That's when the title of this post came to my mind, "What's the Connection between an Elephant and an Apple ?" The answer is Orange Tabby, that's me !

When we were busy taking pictures (as usual, girls love taking pics), suddenly the guy who were in charge of the winter house announced, "Perhatian kepada semua pengunjung. Rumah empat musim ini akan ditutup pada pukul 4.50 petang." Three of us were so panicked, that we quickly left the Four Seasons House using the back door. It was only 4.30 p.m. actually, but we were so panicked at that time. However, when we were about to open the back door, the guy announced again, "Rumah empat musim akan ditutup dalam masa 20 minit lagi. 20 minit lagi, janganlah keluar dulu. Silalah sambung tangkap gambar tadi."

Illi, Ayuni and I laughed because that announcement was meant for us. Like I said earlier, we quickly left the house when we heard the first announcement. After that, we went inside again. We continued taking pictures and the guy disturbed us by saying, "Hi adik, boleh berkenalan ? Jom la kita kenal-kenal." OMG ! What's wrong with this guy ? Never see girls before ? Tak ada keje betul.

We left the house by using the front door, as instructed by that guy. Before we left, he asked Illi whether this is her first time to be there. She replied that she had been there for 3 times already. He asked Illi only. That means he liked Illi ! Hahaha...Illi was blushing about the incident.

After that, we walked back to Ayuni's car. On the way back, we encountered a big group of monkeys. There're 10 of them I think and they're everywhere; on the trees, on the left and right side of the road, on the roof and benches. At that time, we seriously didn't know how to walk pass by them. We were totally scared of those naughty monkeys. Ayuni and I had the bad experience of being chased by monkeys. I would never forget that ! However, we gained our braveness and said some praying while walking passed by them. Alhamdulillah, nothing bad happened.

In the car, we decided to eat dinner straight away. So, we went to SACC Mall and ate in Noodle Station. After eating, we went for a light shopping. I didn't buy anything, just accompanied them to buy some stuffs.

Cycling at Bukit Cahaya Seri Alam & Taman Botani Putrajaya

January 15, 2010

Since I don't have class on Friday afternoon, I decided that I would like to go to Bukit Cahaya Seri Alam a.k.a Bukit Cerakah in Section 8, Shah Alam for cycling. I miss cycling so much ! Even though I have a bicycle at home, but it is not the special bicycle for mountain cycling because it doesn't have gears. So, it's difficult to cycle with it. Luckily my lovely roommate, Jasina agreed to accompany me. If not, there's nobody else who would like to sweat themselves with me. Thanks, Jasina ! We went to Bukit Cerakah at 3 pm by taxi. As soon as we reached there, we went to the place where we can rent bicycles. Then, we decided that we would like to visit the famous Four Seasons House since it is the winter season now. We were the only visitors when we reached the house. Later, few other people came. Last week when I went on Sunday, the winter was so crowded with people. Perhaps because it's Friday, a working day. Whoa ! It was extremely cold inside ! Our fingers, noses and faces started to become redden. Of course, we took some pictures using Jasina's phone because I forgot to bring my camera. The Four Seasons House has 2 rooms. We visited one, then we came out of the room to warm ourselves. It was too cold for us. I'm sure US will be triple times colder than here. Later, we went into another room after we felt warmer. After that, we decided to go back. Yeah, we went to Bukit Cerakah for a short time only. It's just for an hour. Nevertheless, I'm still happy ! At night, I went back home.

January 16, 2010

Today is my younger brother, Fahmi's 8th birthday. HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DEAR ! I wanted to bring him to Taman Botani for cycling session but he couldn't go. He had to attend a wushu practice in his school. So, I went to Taman Botani with my elder brother and my younger brother, Aiman. However, my elder brother did not want to join us cycling. So, it was only me and Aiman who went for cycling. It's RM4 per bicycle. Extra RM1 from Bukit Cerakah's one. I guess it's because of the quality of the bicycles...or maybe because it's weekend. We went cycling for an hour. We met lots of people because in the afternoon, there's a wedding to be held here with the concept of garden wedding. I also found a big solar clock. It can be used to tell the time during the day by using the shadow concept.

I'm totally glad that I sweat a lot when cycling. This is good for my health since I've been studying for the whole week. What about tomorrow yea ? Cycling again ? Maybe I should soak myself in a swimming pool. Swimming sounds nice !

Andainya Aku Tahu (3)

Seminggu sudah berlalu sejak aku terlantar sakit di hospital dan mengalami situasi yang masih tiada jawapannya lagi. Sehingga satu hari ibu mengetuk pintu bilikku.

"Qima, ini surat untuk Qima," kata ibuku sambil menghulurkan sepucuk surat yang bersetem dari luar negara. Aku pun membaca surat itu yang tertulis seperti berikut :

No. 315-7

Rue Eiffel

70503 Paris

France.

1 Disember 2006

Menemui anakanda Iqlima Alina binti Iqmal. Semoga anakanda sentiasa berada dalam keadaan sejahtera selalu. Keadaan bonda di sini tidak berapa baik berikutan beberapa faktor usia bonda yang semakin meningkat.

Anakanda,

Bonda pasti anakanda tertanya-tanya dengan panggilan anakanda dan bonda yang digunakan dalam warkah ini. Mungkin hal ini baru buat anakanda. Namun, persoalan yang selama ini bermain di fikiran anakanda akan terungkai satu-persatu selepas anakanda membaca surat ini.

Tujuan bonda menulis surat ini adalah untuk menerangkan tentang hubungan kita. Hubungan yang dipisahkan oleh orang yang tidak berhati perut. Jika anakanda ingin tahu, bonda ialah ibu kandung anakanda. Nama bonda, Diyana binti Dahlan dan bonda berasal dari Kuala Lumpur. Bonda dilahirkan dan dibesarkan dalam sebuah keluarga yang senang. Arwah ayahanda bonda iaitu datuk anakanda merupakan pemilik sebuah kilang roti di Kuala Lumpur. Segala-galanya begitu indah dalam hidup bonda sehingga pada satu hari perniagaan roti datuk anakanda telah dirompak. Kejadian itu begitu tragis sekali dalam ingatan bonda. Belum pun sempat keluarga bonda membuat laporan polis, perompak itu telah membunuh ayahanda bonda.

Ibarat "sudah jatuh ditimpa tangga", ayahanda anakanda turut terkorban ketika sedang mempertahankan kita berdua. Dalam keadaan yang sangat genting itu, bonda terpaksa meninggalkan anakanda di tempat yang lebih selamat. Surat beranak anakanda juga bonda selitkan bersama bakul yang menempatkan anakanda. Kemudian, bonda letakkan anakanda di hadapan sebuah kedai.

Bonda terpaksa melakukannya kerana bimbang akan keselamatan anakanda. Bonda tidak mahu anakanda turut terkorban dan keturunan bonda hilang begitu sahaja memandangkan bonda tidak mempunyai saudara-mara lain kerana semuanya terkorban dalam kejadian yang sama. Bonda cuba mencari anakanda selepas itu namun gagal. Penjenayah itu juga sudah menerima hukuman yang setimpal dengan perbuatannya.

Selepas gagal menemui anakanda, bonda terus berhijrah ke Paris. Bonda baru sahaja pulang ke Malaysia pada bulan lepas semata-mata untuk mencari dan berjumpa dengan anakanda. Bonda pulang ke Malaysia dengan satu harapan iaitu mahu mendengar meskipun sekali anakanda memanggil bonda "mama". Sekali sahaja sudah cukup untuk buat bonda gembira. Walau bagaimanapun, hajat bonda tidak kesampaian. Bonda tidak ada banyak masa lagi. Kalau boleh bonda ingin mendengar panggilan "mama" daripada mulut anakanda sebelum bonda pergi.

Sewaktu anakanda membaca warkah ini, bonda sudah pun berada di Paris. Bonda perlu pulang segera ke sini memandangkan keadaan kesihatan bonda yang tidak memuaskan. Untuk pengetahuan anakanda, bonda menghidap kanser otak tahap terakhir.

Sebelum bonda mengakhiri warkah ini, maafkan bonda kerana meninggalkan anakanda ketika anakanda memerlukan bonda. Mujurlah Sarah dan Iqmal mengambil anakanda sebagai anak angkat. Memang kebetulan nama ayah kandung anakanda sama dengan nama ayah sekarang. Mungkin telah ditakdirkan begitu. Mereka telah menjaga anakanda dengan bak dan tidak sampai hati bonda untuk mengambil anakanda daripada mereka. Sampaikan salam terima kasih bonda kepada ibu dan ayah angkat anakanda. Sekian, terima kasih.

Yang menyayangimu,

Bonda Diyana

Kupeluk surat itu semahunya. Aku tidak dapat menahan diriku daripada menangis teresak-esak. Aku tidak menyangka wanita misteri itu rupa-rupanya ibu kandungku sendiri. "Mama...maafkan Qima," jeritku dalam hati.

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Setahun berlalu, ibu dan ayah membawaku ke Paris untuk bertemu dengan mama. Setibanya di sana, kami terus menuju ke hospital yang menempatkan mamaku. Keadaan mama amat kritikal. Dia ditempatkan di Unit Rawatan Rapi (ICU). Aku terus mencium tangannya sewaktu melawatnya. Mamaku tersenyum dengan wajahnya yang kelihatan amat pucat sambil menitiskan air mata.

"Mama, Qima datang mama," bisikku ke telinga mama. Perlahan-lahan matanya yang dipejam sebentar tadi dibuka dan mama tersenyum lagi. Dia merenung dalam ke mataku dan tiba-tiba mama mengalami kesukaran untuk bernafas. Aku panik. Ibu memintaku pergi berhampiran dengan wajah mama dan aku menuruti arahannya. Aku dapat mendengar mama mengucap dua kalimah syahadah. Aku menggenggam erat tangannya. Suasana terus senyap dan kami hanya boleh mendengar bunyi mesin pernafasan menandakan mama sudah tiada.

Andainya kutahu lebih awal, akan kuhargai dirimu mama. Andainya kutahu lebih dahulu, akan kuungkapkan perkataan itu yang ingin dirimu dengar mama. "Mama, Qima sayang mama."

Andainya Aku Tahu (2)

Pergaduhan adik-beradik memanglah perkara biasa bagi sesetengah keluarga. Namun, aku dan Kak Piya atau nama sebenarnya Sofia Alina sering sangat bergaduh meskipun disebabkan perkara kecil. Tetapi pergaduhan kali ini adalah pergaduhan terbesar yang akan merubah hidupku buat selama-lamanya. Aku seakan tidak menyangka perkataan 'keramat' ini terpacul keluar dari mulutnya.

"Kau ni memang tak sedar diri. Anak pungut!" tengking kakakku. Aku terkedu.

"Benarkah apa yang aku dengar sebentar tadi? Benarkah aku ini anak pungut?" aku bermonolog sendirian. Tanpa aku sedari manik-manik jernih gugur daripada mataku. Aku memandang tepat ke arah Kak Piya dan ibu.

"Ibu, benarkah apa yang Kak Piya kata tadi?" soalku dan ibu pula hanya membisu seribu bahasa.

"Ibu, jawablah. Betulkah Qima ni anak pungut?" soalku lagi.

"Jangan kata macam tu, nak," jawab ibu sambil cuba menenangkan hatiku.

"Ya atau tidak ?" Aku terus mendesak ibu bagi mendapatkan kepastian.

Akhirnya ibu mengalah. "Ya," jawabnya ringkas.

Meskipun ringkas, jawapan itu begitu menghiris hatiku. Air mata yang sudah bergenang di kelopak mataku sejak tadi akhirnya gugur dengan deras. Aku menggeleng-gelengkan kepala tidak dapat menerima apa yang aku dengar dan tanpa berfikir panjang, aku terus berlari meninggalkan ibu keseorangan di ruang tamu.

"Qima!" teriak ibu.

Aku tidak mengendahkannya dan terus berlari keluar dari rumah dengan berkaki ayam dan tanpa arah tujuan. Tiba-tiba aku berdepan dengan satu cahaya jingga menyilaukan pandangan mata disertai bunyi hon yang panjang. Sepantas kilat, "Bamm!!" Aku dilanggar oleh sebuah kereta. Duniaku berputar, mataku kelam dan aku tersungkur menyembah bumi.

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"Eh, dia dah sedar," kata seseorang tetapi aku tidak cam milik siapakah suara itu. Aku membuka kelopak mata perlahan-lahan dan akhirnya aku dapat melihat wajah ibu, ayah, Kak Piya, adikku Iqbal dan seseorang yang baru kukenali iaitu wanita misteri itu.

Pelik. Bagaimana dia tahu aku terlantar di hospital Adakah dia dan ibu saling mengenali ? Ah, terlalu banyak persoalan yang bermain di fikiranku, desis hati kecilku. Aku pendamkan sahaja persoalan itu di minda yang terasa begitu berat ketika itu. Untuk mengangkat kepala pun aku tidak terdaya.

"Dah tiga hari Qima koma. Ibu risau sangat," ibu memulakan bicara.

"Tiga hari?" aku membalas sambil wajahku mempamerkan perasaan tidak percaya bahawa sudah selama itu aku tidak sedarkan diri. Aku tidak mampu duduk lalu aku memberi isyarat agar aku dapat berbisik ke telinga ibu.

"Ibu, siapakah wanita itu?" tanyaku.

Ibu berdiri dan memandang wanita yang aku maksudkan. Kemudian, dia menarik nafas sedalam-dalamnya dan menjawab, "Ibu tidak boleh beritahu siapa dia tetapi dia adalah seseorang yang penting dalam hidup Qima."

Tiba-tiba wanita itu meminta diri untuk pulang. Katanya ada hal mustahak yang perlu diselesaikan. Aku bersalaman dan mencium tangannya sebagai tanda hormat kepada orang yang lebih tua. Aku terperanjat tatkala melihat rantai yang dipakainya sama seperti rantai milikku. Adakah ini satu kebetulan? Cetus hati kecilku. Aku hanya memerhatikan da keluar dari bilik. Setibanya di pintu wad, aku melihat wanita itu berpatah balik ke arahku.

"Iqlima, boleh tak auntie nak dengar sekali sahaja Iqlima panggil auntie, mama ?" soalnya dengan penuh harapan.

"Kenapa saya perlu memanggil auntie mama sedangkan saya ada ibu saya?" balasku.

Wanita itu hanya memandang ibu. Ibu pula hanya menundukkan mukanya. Wanita itu kemudian memandangku kembali. Dengan tidak berkata apa-apa wanita itu keluar meninggalkan wad.

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to be continued....

Andainya Aku Tahu (1)

KRING ! Loceng berbunyi menandakan berakhirnya sesi persekolahan pada hari tersebut. Suasana menjadi riuh rendah di persekitaran sekolah dan kelas 4 Setia juga tidak terkecuali. Semua pelajar kelihatan sibuk mengemas buku masing-masing setelah mengucapkan "terima kasih" kepada guru yang mengajar subjek terakhir pada hari itu. Beberapa minit kemudian, suasana yang riuh rendah tadi kembali tenang apabila para pelajar beransur-ansur pulang ke rumah masing-masing.

Seperti biasa, aku menunggu ibu yang akan datang mengambilku di hadapan pagar utama. Sambil menunggu, aku mengisi masa terluang dengan membaca majalah kegemaranku, FOKUS SPM. Pepatah Arab ada menyebut, "masa ibarat pedang, jika kamu tidak memotongnya, pedang itu akan memotong kamu." Pada fikiranku, lebih baik masa yang terluang itu aku gunakan untuk menambah ilmu pengetahuan sementara menunggu ibu datang untuk menjemputku pulang ke rumah.

Baru beberapa minit majalah kesayanganku itu dibaca, suara seorang wanita yang amat kukenali menghentikan pembacaanku. Aku menoleh dan melihat ibu tersenyum dari dalam kereta. Aku membalas senyumannya dan berjalan menuju ke kereta berwarna merah milik ibu. Semasa dalam kereta, ibu biasanya akan bertanya tentang pembelajaran dan apa-apa yang aku lakukan sepanjang hari. Itulah rutin ibu setiap kali aku pulang dari sekolah. Namun begitu, aku tidak pernah rasa terkongkong mahu pun jemu dengan soalannya kerana aku tahu ibu amat prihatin terhadapku dan anak-anaknya yang lain.

Ayahku berjawatan Pengarah Pengurusan di sebuah syarikat telekomunikasi terkemuka. Ibuku pula pemilik sebuah butik pengantin di Subang Jaya. Aku amat bertuah kerana dibesarkan dalam keluarga yang stabil dan cukup segala-galanya. Meskipun kami berada dalam keluarga yang boleh dikatakan senang, hubunganku amat dingin dengan kakak yang lebih mesra kupanggil Kak Piya. Entah mengapa sejak kecil lagi kami tidak pernah 'sekepala'. Setiap tindakanku ada sahaja cacat cela di matanya.

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Hari ini seperti biasa aku menunggu ibu. Sudah hampir setengah jam aku menunggu, tetapi ibu masih belum menunjukkan batang hidungnya. Aku menjadi risau memikirkan sesuatu yang buruk mungkin berlaku pada ibu. "Mungkin dia ada urusan yang perlu diselesaikan. Maklumlah, ahli perniagaan yang berjaya," jawab hati kecilku sekadar menenangkan fikiran.

Aku perhatikan keadaan sekeliling dan tiba-tiba mataku tertancap pada sebuah kereta BMW 5 Series berwarna perak yang diletak berhampiran dengan sekolahku. Mataku tertumpu kepada pemandunya, seorang wanita yang aku kira berusia dalam lingkungan 40-an. Entah mengapa gelagat dan dirinya itu begitu menarik perhatianku. Seolah-olah kami mempunyai kaitan yang sukar aku mengertikan.

Tiba-tiba wanita itu menoleh ke arahku. Dia mengukir senyuman yang menawan. Secara spontan aku pun membalas senyumannya itu. Sedang kami saling berpandangan, ibu pun tiba dan keretanya menghalang pandangan kami. Ibu menurunkan cermin keretanya dan memanggilku untuk masuk ke dalam kereta. Aku cuba memerhatikan kereta wanita tersebut lagi tetapi gagal mengesannya. Mungkin dia sudah berlalu sewaktu aku menaiki kereta tadi.

Setiap hari Sabtu aku akan menghadiri kelas tambahan di salah sebuah pusat tuisyen yang berdekatan dengan rumahku. Sedang aku berjalan, tanpa kusangka, aku berselisih dengan wanita misteri tersebut sekali lagi. Kami saling berbalas senyuman dan mata wanita itu seakan cuba menyampaikan sesuatu. Tiba-tiba wanita itu memanggil namaku. "Iqlima Alina!"

Aku terkesima. Aku menoleh dan terus bertanya kepadanya bagaimana dia boleh mengetahui namaku. Wanita itu tergamam untuk seketika. Tidak lama kemudian dia menjawab dengan tergagap-gagap.

"Auntie...auntie...tahulah. Panjang ceritanya."

Selepas itu dia terus berlalu pergi ketika aku belum sempat bertanya apa-apa. Puas sudah aku memanggilnya namun dia terus berlalu tergesa-gesa. Sekali lagi aku ditinggalkan dengan seribu tanda tanya.

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to be continued...

Collection of My Short Stories, Essay and Poem (were Published)

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My first short story which was published in Fokus SPM magazine on April 2006.

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Second short story which was published in Fokus SPM magazine on January 2007.

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Third short story which was published in Fokus SPM magazine on September 2007.

An islamic short story for an islamic magazine produced by my school

I just sent an essay which I wrote for Form 5's Bahasa Melayu class

Same poem being published twice

Starting of Spring Sem 2010

It has been quite some time since I last wrote on this blog. I was quite busy on January 2 and 3, but the next few days I was free. However, I don't have internet connection in my hostel. Thanges has her Celcom Broadband, but it's slow and I have to share with my housemates. So, it's difficult for me to update on my stories.

January 1, 2010

I went out to Mid Valley with Iman and my younger brother, Aiman. We watched Cirque du Freak : The Vampire's Assistant. The movie was interesting with the good effects and good acting by the actors and actresses. The main character, Darren Shan is cute. But I think his best friend in that movie who later become his foe, Steve is cuter. I give 4.5 rating out of 5.

January 3, 2010

I went back to Akasia hostel early in the morning because I had a trip to Bukit Cahaya Seri Alam with my A-Level Medicine friends. We went there by taxi. Actually, the main event was to visit the Four Seasons House. It's winter season now. There were so many people there. They were just like us, wanted to visit the Four Seasons House. Unfortunately, we were allocated only 3 minutes to be inside the winter house. RM 3 for 3 minutes. Haish...but we did enjoy ourselves to the max during those precious 3 minutes. We took lots of pictures. It was extremely cold inside that house. The room temperature was -6 degrees Celsius. I'm pretty sure when I go to US it'll be colder than this.

January 4, 2010

We had to go to INTEC for registration. Well, it was just for 3 minutes session because we went there quite late. Lots of people went back already. At first, my housemates planned to watch movie after registration, but we had to cancel it because we had an academic briefing for ACTP students. As usual, Madam Suzana will introduce new lecturers to us. But it doesn't matter to me because I don't get any new lecturer. She also told us some information from our dear sponsor, JPA.

January 5, 2010

My housemates (Hema and Jasina. Thanges busy.) and I went to Sunway Pyramid, our usual hang-out place. We planned to watch 2 movies today. The first movie started at 12.30 pm. As dear Jasina and Hema woke up late, we had to forget our plan to eat at Pak Li for brunch. At 11 am, we rushed to KTM Station, and then took a mini bus from KTM Subang to reach Sunway Pyramid. At 12pm, we arrived in Sunway. We rushed to TGV to buy movie tickets. Luckily we made it on time. We watched Avatar 3D at 12.30 pm. This was my first time of watching a movie in 3D. It was totally superb ! I give 4.6 rating out of 5. I had to admit that the earlier part was quite boring, but worse was some part in the middle that I fall asleep for a minute. However, later when the sound became loud, I was awake and didn't feel sleepy anymore. Everything looks real in the movie ! There was one scene when bombs were thrown and it appeared to me as if the bombs were coming towards me that I closed my eyes and hugged my legs. So funny ! Hema realized that and asked me, "Are you okay?" Hahaha...

After watching Avatar, we walked around and went to few clothes stores. We also bought tickets for the next movie, Sherlock Holmes. Actually, we wanted to watch Alvin and the Chipmunks 2, but we changed our minds after comparing both movies. As a fan of Sherlock Holmes books, I was extremely happy with their decision. We even called Thanges and asked her to join us if she's free. She said she'll join us. So, we went to buy a ticket for Thanges. When the counter guy asked for the movie, Hema quickly said Alvin and the Chipmunks. I was shocked and laughed that I quickly told that guy that it's Sherlock Holmes. When Hema realized her mistake, she also laughed. Imagine if she bought Alvin ticket for Thanges. That would be Thanges's third time of watching that movie. While waiting for the time to watch Sherlock Holmes, we walked around again. Then I felt hungry. When I'm hungry, I'll start crapping because my mind couldn't focus on what I was thinking. Haahhh....my bad.

Sherlock Holmes was "super duper best !". I give 5 rating out of 5. Full mark ! It was really a wow for me. Perhaps because I read the stories, so I could understand better. All characters were as what were described in the famous series of Sherlock Holmes by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. Best !!

After watching movie, we went to Jusco to buy some clothes. Thanges wanted to find an orange top or dress for her dance event on the weekend. I also bought a t-shirt. We went back to Akasia at 9 pm. While waiting for the train, Jasina also said something wrong. Instead of saying a train, she mentioned a bus. Hahahaha...At 10 pm, we arrived in KTM Shah Alam. Then, we took a taxi and went to eat a very late dinner at Rafi Bistro.

January 6, 2010

Today is my 19th birthday according to Islamic Calendar : 20 Muharram 1431 H. Happy Birthday to me ! Today is also first day of Spring Sem. My first class was Technical Writing, teaching by the popular Mr. Kamal. I am now in Arkansas, no longer in Alabama.

January 8, 2010

Today I planned to watch a movie with Yi Lin. Yee Chen and Rubi also joined us last minute. We went to Sunway Pyramid right after class at 12 pm. Of course with baju kurung except for Yee Chen who changed into her casual attire. We watched The Imaginarium of Doctor Parnassus. Arghh...the movie wasn't as what was described in its review. It was not really interesting. I felt disappointed. However, it wasn't too bad either, as lots of audiences laughed when funny scenes were shown.

At night, my dad fetched me from Akasia. I went back home.

January 9, 2010

After sweeping the whole house, my mom asked me to accompany her to Pasar Tani or Agri Market. I had to put aside my plan to mop the house to tomorrow. I always enjoy going to Pasar Tani and Pasar Malam. What's more interesting was, I drove my dad's Toyota Unser car to Pasar Tani. That was my first time of driving a very big car. Well, I drove without his permission because if he knew, he'll surely wouldn't allow me. But my mom always encourage me. With my mom on my side, I gained my braveness to drive that big car. When we reached home, my mom said that I passed the test to drive my dad's Toyota Unser. Yuhuu !