Yesterday, I went to PKNS with two intentions. First, I wanted to post two parcels to Sabah , which was done smoothly with extra information. I asked the lady-behind-the glass wall ( counter - lady ) the difference between Pos Laju and Pos Biasa and how much the cost for each one of them. So, now I got the needed info, time to plan for the hassle at the end of this sem. Second, I went to every CD shop in PKNS and SACC and finally I settled with Video EZY shop in SACC. For the past few weeks, I was working on movie selection for Asian Literature assignment ; we are required to pick any Asian-issue-based movie and do a critical analysis on it. I tried to get some idea by browsing through filmasia.com and other sites ; trying to figure out any potential one. I found several movies in which have some sort of personal connection with me. Most of them are movies in which I was attracted few years ago but had no chance to pursue them. For example , The Red Kebaya. Then, I dec...
I just realized that I actually enjoyed this unwanted, long holiday after I spent two nights staying up late to finish two novels ( ah, 1 am is never too late for me. The night has just started, babe! Urgh, why did I sang this line mentally when I dislike people using 'Babeee'? Now, I feel lousy. But, the line is so catchy and the impression it has stayed on my subconscious mind... ) There, there. Now I has started this internal rambling again. Lucky it has not become a habit to mumble to myself in public ( soliloquy, said Madam Janet. I first had an encounter with this word in Macbeth's class during our foundation years and I had a love-hate relationship with it since then. Who wouldn't, especially when one had to endure a 3-hours-class every week just to keep on hearing the same word being repeated again n again and to discuss the text for three months?) I am still amazed at Madam Janet's patience to deal with us especially the shameless me who sat at the front...
My belief that I can consume almost any food was shattered last Raya just because of an innocent incident. We ran out of Milo and it is a big no-no to serve Sarsi or Orange cordial for breakfast. Rummaging through the cupboard, I spotted a small packet of 'kopi timbang' and I decided to use it. Well, as expected, only the grown-ups drank it except for a few adventurous children. I was tempted to try as I rarely drink 'kopi timbang' and it has been ages since I had coffee. If I was not mistaken, I finished two or three medium sized glasses in one shot. The 'kopi' was okay and I was about to pour another glass when I thought of my sugar intake.Little did I know that my tryout on 'kopi timbang' will turn out to be a nightmare. I had headache, nausea and blurred eyesight. Only after taking a nap, I was back to my old self again. My, my. Kupi oh kupi..
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