Well..

Okay let's get straight to the point. I'm not going to update the previous two entries till I feel like it. lol. It's really quite a pain.

And right now, I'm not feeling the best...so that could be the cause of my current pain.

My feet is aching. My stomach feels like SHIT and I haven't had enough SLEEEEEP..

But you know what, that's okay. Because that comes with the package when you're partying like a drunken wannabe dancer. I can't remember how many drinks I had, nor the amount of people I danced with. I can remember some of them easily, but others very very very vaguely. B u t MEH.

:D

Alright, if there are people who actually reads the "this Life of Mine" blog, then here's what happened. Last night (New Years Eve in Malaysia), the family and their friends gathered together in a rather big hall that consisted of 13 tables, balloons, party blowhorns from indonesia, a DJ table (which I was proudly helping on, till ... I started getting high) and .. food! Lots and lots of delicious food which my tummy sadly had no room for. :(

Time truly does fly when you're having FUN. What the hell's with that! lol. I swear the party started at 8pm, and from what felt like half an hour, it was already 11pm!
Whoaaa.

Freaky dude.

So yeah, I danced for quite a while after a couple of heavy whisky drinks. Nicholas and I managed to get high enough with a J.B before our bottle was swiftly drunked away by the people on our table.

Thank GAWD. lol.

But oh man oh man. I honestly can't remember much. Cept I danced and danced and dance. Also managed to dance with the girl I was eyeing for a couple of minutes. Woohoo.

Anyways. I believe the hangover is starting to kick in. And the muscles are starting to scream. And the blisters are starting to.. blisterise me. lol.

take care folks.

Hmm..

Hmm...

It's been quite a few days since my last update. And I'm kinda lazy to write "Erk Part 2" for the moment. But what I am willing to write is what I'm feeling right now.

Right at this very second.

This feeling, this ... mixture of bittersweet understanding. It's not exactly haunting me ... more or less, it's just probably one of those fleeting things. A seasonal thing..

Yeah.. that's how it feels.

Today I woke up feeling alive, excited, tired, dazed. Different from my usually less energetic self. But hey, it's obviously a great feeling.
I've been waking up like this since the last sunday. Many things happened through the week which made my day, my night and changed my perspective about certain things in life.

I've done things which I never normally did, and those things I do not regret, in fact, I wish I could do it again.

I danced, I drank more then I normally do, I was in a speeding car trusting my life to my friend, I fell ... and ... I watched the Gladiator. lol.

I also watched Meet Joe Black. Holey moley man. It's so good. It was very strange though. But good. Very very good.

Even J.V would say... "Yes yes, vely good"

But back to what I was going to originally write.

I was thinking about love today. No I'm not being emo, nor am I being now. I'm just ... contemplating about it. Right now, honestly, when I think about love, I think that it's such a hassle.

If you already like a girl, it's like some sort of unwritten fact that there is a game involved. If you win, you get the girl. If you lose. You suffer. And if you're not sure what's going on, you'll go nowhere.

And that's probably the worst outcome out of the two.

Now this is where my bittersweet understanding comes in.

gAH. I'm too lazy to continue. I'll write tomorrow. Tata

-In between the erkness-

L.Z is asleep. She's gotten sick from drinking too much. lol. L.Z is quite the wonder, no doubt about that.
I've been awake since 10. Was entertained by L.Z's cousins. Ah they're amazing. Went out for a bit, and came back at 11. Got some yummy stuff to eat, and was soon again entertained by the cousins. They're quite quirky in a way, but then again, that's their charm. So carefree, talkative, imaginative and lively. We could learn a thing or two from children these days.

Had a loooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooong talk with L.Z's grandfather. He was quite the knowledgeable man, he knew what he was talking about and I actually did learn a thing or two from him. If only my university had a lecturer like him.

After the talk, I was given permission to call him ... "Tata", a respectful term meaning "Grandfather". I felt quite honored and happy, being able to now confidently do so.

He left at 1 along with the kids, whom I were missing after 10 minutes, because L.Z was still in bed. There were many a times when I honestly just wanted to jump onto her bed and shout " WAAAAAKEEEEEE UPPPPPPPPPPP". But since i'm a nice guy and all. ... I'm giving her the sleep she needs.

Sure I've woken L.Z up a couple of times (not with a purpose) but she didn't seem to mind. I think. lol.

Tried to sleep. But couldn't.

My body wants to sleep, but this mind of mine tirelessly chattered the f away. So I just read a book instead.

OH THE JOY.

Went down for a bit, saw the lovely little boy sleeping in his pen. Talked to N.N, went up and decided to check on L.Z again.
Now I'm on her laptop, just typing away with my best quiet typing skills. N.N tried waking her up, to her failure as L.Z managed to mumble 'nonasldjsalkdjal'.

Just joking.

She mumbled..."in a while".


sigh.

Erk. Part 1

"EEEEERRRRRKKKKKKKKKK"

It's what I wanna scream to the world, sadly my mouth fails me.

I'm tired.

Absolutely knackered.

This is the first time I've ever only slept for 9 hours in 2 days. Sure that may not be a biggy for some people. But I'm not 'some' people. I'm a guy who's unfit (for the moment), likes to SLEEP, likes to feel NORMAL, and stuff. jkjsaldkjaslk.

Woops.

The other day I met my friend A.J. He's been my Best Friend and basically has been my Brother since we first met. How did we meet?. I'll leave that to some other time. Let's just say it was through a common enemy. Like attracts Like after all.

Cept I'm cooler. lol jokes.

Anyways.

I SIDETRACKED DIDN'T I! OMG.

Alright back to the story. I met up with A.J and was introduced to his girlfriend. A sweet girl called D. She was very nice and very composed in a way, and I knew that she was definitely meant for him. Lucky guy. I'm so happy for him.

Anyways. (second time i know, thank gawd this isn't an english essay omg im sidetracking)

Met up with them, we watched the movie, "The day the world stood still" starring Keanu Reeves and a hot actress. ahhh she was hawt. We went to the Gardens and got ourselves the Premiere seat. Most bloody comfortable cinema seats I've ever been to. When the movie finished and we were out of there, we decided to go for drinks with his friends. We first went back to my place to pick up some stuff. Then we went to A.J's house and picked up a couple of his friends. They were nice blokes. One was easy to talk too. The other wasn't. He just kept talking and talking and talking and talking and talking and talking and talking and talking and talking and talking and talking and talking and okay i'll stop. But yeah, that's how it was like. MY GAWD.

So after drinks, we were back at his friend's place. I called a good friend of mine. Turned out she was. Online. Shopping. LOL. It amused me. What else that amused me was the fact that I heard her say " I'm SOPPING " instead of " I'm SHOPPING". So you could probably imagine my natural reaction to it.

" What :| "

lol.

So my buddy and I stayed at his friend's place and we talked for AGES. Well. I guess to be more correct, he and his friend talked a lot more. I was just sitting there. Looking at the fishes. "Man, those fishes are HUGE". I was going to ask the guy about wether those fishes were Koy fishes. But I mean, how rude would it be to suddenly interrupt a "serious" conversation about, "If you were diagnosed with a certain disease, and you had the choice of choosing two new doctors, one whom has a tattoo, or one who is clean shaven, and looks professional?

I kinda wanted to say, 'Who the Fark cares. I'd choose any as long as they're a doctor who at least could explain to me what's going on with my disease or something". But yet again, I was too tired to really bother to say that long line of words. So I just stared away at the fish while my two rather drunk buddies talked about more doctors stuff which didn't really interest me.

If you stare at the fishes long enough and then quickly closed your eyes, you'd see them. LOL jokes.
But try it. lol

"We'll only be here for a bit."-A.J
"Okay", I foolishly and firmly believed to only be about an hour or so by my definition of .. "a bit".

5 FARKIN HOURS LATER.

Whilst I stared at the fishpond, I made a personal note to always ask A.J about certain things. Just to make sure. And I swear that big fish just winked at me. TIRED MUCH? yeah. I was.

He snapped me out of my rather strange mix of a trance/boredom, as he said rather loudly ... "Okay Bro, let's go"

"YAY OMG FINALLY YOU DUR HEAD"
Well, that's what I would have said. But all I did was nod.

Went back to his place, I was led to his sister's room (who's rather pretty, sadly she's in America now) and I made a HILLARIOUSSSSSS comment.

"Finally, I get to sleep in your sisters bed."

I lmao'd (laughed my ass off'd) and he kinda had a mix reaction to it.

He kinda ... lol'd but also kinda went f u at the same time.

I should ask him how he did it.

So I slept in his sister's TINY bed. Only slept for 4 hours. Dreamt of something but I could not remember what it was. I think I dreamt of sleeping. Twas comforting.

And when I awoke, it was 10'ish. I sat there on his sister's bed, and I kinda zoned out. I don't know how I did it but I managed to waste one hour just by staring at the floor. Intriguing.

Did all the necessities within the morning, woke Andrew up finally after many failed attempts within 2 hours. (5 text messages 3-4 missed calls).

Who'd have thought that all that i needed to do was to KNOCK.

grah.

Got ready for the party that was within an hour's time already. Got there.

PART 2 of Erk will be back to you by tomorrow.

What now?.

It's been a while.

I know, I know... I'm a lazy bastard. Get over it. lol.
But anyways, yeah. Why am I writing this now instead at a later date, one may ask?
Well, I shall inform you of the reason why..

I have this friend. His/Her name will be kept a secret from the internet, but let's call him/her ... L.Z. I've been reading his/her blogs for quite a while now, and each time I've read it I am always left with something. It can either be me learning something valuable, or being left with some sort of feeling. It varies. Usually, I am left feeling either happy or sad or angry or something along those lines. He/she types in such a way that it truly does touch my heart. I can honestly relate with what is written, and maybe that's why I'm back here again.

So I can allow you to relate with my experiences and thoughts, with my feelings and emotions at the time of my written entry.

Just like him/her.




And now, we begin.


So ... What now?

I'm back in my home country. It's been two year since my last visit. Two years in the land down under. Two years away from home.

Two years away from my old culture. Two years living in a new one.

Two years of deprivation from the food I was brought up with. Two years of consuming the food I could only imagine as a kid.

Everything's changed. My family has changed over the years. It's amazing. The mother's side of the family is ...strangely different from what I can remember.
Something seems a bit off... a bit ... weird. But maybe it's just me. More on that later.

My dad's side on the other hand, seems to be the same as usual. My cousin Khai is still the same awesome self, with his unusual and strangely cool accent he has. An unusual mix of the English and Malaysian accent. And by English, I mean the really posh posh English that you hear in Great Britain. Not the one you hear in Malaysia. If that was so. He'd sound like a melayu for all I know. lol.

Being back home.. It's strangely nostalgic. Everything here is simply amazing, it brings back so many memories, mainly the good, the bad and the fugly. The food is still the same. Maybe even better since I haven't had it for quite a while now... Best dish I've had recently was the Roast pork/Chicken rice dish. *drool*. And it was only ... RM 4.50!!! Like wow. That's. Freaking. Amazing.

.Amazing.

.Freaking.

.That's.

Yeah.

So what else is new?... Well... I've played squash the other day. It was rather fun. Did some crazy warm ups with my big cousin. I realized during the time that I could not reach my toe anymore with my legs straight. It just wasn't possible during the time. It was AFTER, but just not before the squash.

And yeah. Squash was fun. The feeling that was involved in it was indescribable. It was beyond comprehension. All I could say to myself, after that, was ..." I've found my niche, my SPORT, my physical exercise of choice.". And I'll have to tell you this now. That's a BIG THING for me to say. Like its so huge that if what I said was solid. It'd fill up the universe and all of space.

Yeah. That big. lol.

So yeah, my cousin hooked me up with the Selangor squash coach. Twas some Pakistani coach who coaches the Selangor squash professional players. From what I've been told. His name goes along the lines of ... Sahad, Jahad, Hajad, or something. But man. He was cool. Totally cool and strong. And a bit tough.

He made me do a couple of footwork excercises, which I kinda found a bit tough. I kept stumbling for a bit ... I had to do a few running and hitting exercises as well. Which was fun. But tiring. Which sucks. I've realized during the time that my stamina is in a disgustingly all time low. I was already puffed out after 10 minutes of running around. MY GAWD.

Back to the treadmills I go.

And yeah, I also pulled some muscle in my thigh. Wanna know why?. It's cos I jumped and kinda toppled over my coach... and then kinda pulled the muscle on impact with the ground ... kinda.

...kinda.


Okay anyways, that's it for now. My spur has came and gone. And now I must take my leave.

Take care.