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My current life sucks big time and I miss them terribly!! =,(

weee...bangkok!!!

Destination- home. In less than 20 hours, me and ain are heading home. The both of us fret to the idea of returning to reality.but there’s nothing much we can do about it.

Bangkok was glorious. Name all the best adjectives you can find. That explains Bangkok. Language barrier? Bah!!! Nothing such. Its true that the both of us couldnt speak Thai, but that doesnt stop us from having the greatest time of our life.

The crazy rides on the tuk tuk. The hustle bustle. The chaotic traffic. The cool yet slightly tempered drivers. The ambience. The massive crowd you find everywhere. The fashionable society. Trendy. Funky.Utterly Lovely.

Our journey started on Thursday, 26 May 2011. Scheduled at 14.20. We were kinda excited yet anxious. Boarding the train marks the first backpacking trip that we will continue to do in many years to come. The cool yet cheeky train master, the cocky yet friendly travellers..the list goes on and on. The 20 hours trip taught us a lot. So many people. So many experiences. So many stories. Various aims and destinations.

The passengers come and go. I guess that it what life is. Many people might come into our lives. Some stay. Some leave. But each of them do leave some marks in our life and we do learn a lot from these stories.

What we experience was not vacation. It was strictly backpacking and sightseeing. Learning how to get about from one point to another. The hard way. We had our fair share of getting lost in Pratunam area for nearly 2 hours( of walking mind you!), soaking wet from the downpour plus the flashflood. Seriously, this will never happen if it was a vacation. Nontheless, I love every minute of the crazy adventure.

Patience is the butter of the set of adventure sandwich that we both had all the time. We both marvel at the idea of how the Thais could have patience in themselves, with the lifestyle that they go true everyday. Thais honk to alert other road users. Malaysians honk to show that they are angry and upset with your driving or road attitudes.

Can Malaysian ever be like the Thais? Clean, hardworking, patient people? Hmm..

Sunday came too fast. We wanted more of holiday and Bangkok. I guess we will see Bangkok again, soon. ;)

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Bila Encik Boleh Bayar?

Aku tak paham dengan concept syarikat telekomunikasi terkemuka Malaysia ni.

Yang mana? Yang merah menyala tu.Konon paling ramai pengguna and whatever shit. Baik phoneline atau broadband. Sama je. Crap. Cakap macam la bagus sangat service. Dah la charge bagai nak gila. Mahal x tentu pasal.

Ada sebab la org tak bayar. Si tukang telefon pun takkan xde kepala. Time ni sema orang tunggu gaji masuk. Ntah2 ko sendiri tunggu gaji. Bleh plak tanya bagai. You have the cheek to ask bila aku nak bayar bil.

Korang ni dah serupa je macam ah long kat luar tu. Cuma tak datang rumah rimbuk orang.

Bloody idiots.

Sehari nak call berapa kali? Service macam taik. Tapi bila nak kutip duit, laju je.

Betul kata anen. It's time to change.

Abang kuning...I will follow you. Very soon!!!

Kasih Tak Sampai...

Everytime you make me cry, I will search my playlist, searching for this song.

Singing my hearts out. Thinking why you do this to me.

I would cry so hard. Quietly.

And there I would be staring into space.

Searching for answers. Staring into the dark sky.

With the same song playing repeatedly.

Still, no answer.

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There are days when I miss you badly.

You just disappear. No calls. Nothing.

I play the very same song because it reminded me of you.

I love the song because it hurts me bad when I listen to the melodies.

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But. After a short chat with you today, I felt like listening to the same very song.

The one when you hurt or left me alone. Missing you.

But today, I just decided to read between the lines.

Word by word. Line by line.

And now I realised. This is truly our song.

Lagu kita..awak..

Lagu yang selalu saya dengar bila saya rindu awak..

Lagu yang saya dengar bila saya sedih @ benci awak..

Lagu kita..

expressive.. salah ke?

It's the nature of any living thing to be expressive.
Everybody @ thing does it. Nature. Human. Animals.
Everything.
But we do it in our very own different ways.

Kena buat. Kalo x meletup hati ni. Kan?

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Anybody who knows me long enough knows I can listen to other people's problem continuously without fail. Dah la dengar, siap bleh kasi solution lagi.

Tapi lately, hidup memang serabut.
My Soul and my ears only for close friends and people who are dear to me.
I listen without judging.

Tapi this very manusia, barged in, demanding the same treatment.
'Awak dah sombong. Avoiding saya. Tanak contact saya.'
Kata dia.

Dalam hati saya,
'Ko sapa? Nobody ok?'

Aku jawab.
' sibuk dan banyak keja'

Dia tambah lagi,
' Saya bukan mintak pepe. Nak teman utk cerita masalah and etc'
'Saya nak express my feelings, sadness, disappointment'
'Salah sgt ke sampai awak avoid and ignore saya?'

Aku diam.
Tak lama, terus perang.

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Encik, x salah kita nak express diri kita.

Dia jadi salah bila kita expect org mendengar senantiasa.

It becomes wrong when you force people.

Just plain salah.

Saya faham awak nak share. Tapi saya sendri dah x mampu nak mendengar masalah sendri. Ini kan awak.

Susah sangat la Encik. Saya mintak maap sgt.

Cari la teman baru. Yang bleh dengar rintihan pondan awak tu 24-7.

Tua saja tapi tak matang. Haih. =(

*ketawa kuat-kuat di kala berbuka puasa sambil memeluk bag*

Just to have my story well understood..I bought myself a MOMOE briefcase-alike-handbag recently. Big and hip. My favourite.

Back to the story.

It was a few days back and I was at a mamak joint with a student, getting ready for berbuka. The hectic timetable that i have recently hardly allows me to have iftar at home with my family. A little bit sad there. Again, back to the story.

So, there I was sitting. Waiting for the azan. From afar came two girls, stopping at every table available to promote some books.

My student put on an uneasy face.

” Teacher, depa ni suka mai juai time ni. Depa suka paksa.

kalau x beli rasa bersalah. Macam mana ni teacher?”

I answered.

” Leks.”

Personally, I find it irritating that this people usually force us in purchasing their books. Jangan la paksa dek. Ada duit kami beli la. Ada guna kami beli. Takkan semua benda korang jual kami nak beli. Takkan kami nak beli just because you say,

” Kami jual ni ilmu agama kak. Ilmu Allah. Memang sah-sah berguna untuk kak”

Benci statement macam ni. Buat aku rasa aku ni jahat gila.

So, at last, the two girls came to our table. Tengah azan.

” Kak, kami ni kak promo buku terbaru ni kak. Memang terjual banyak….”

Before she could continue, saya quickly replied..

” Takpe dek. Saya jual benda sama macam awak”.

” Kan beg kita lebih kurang sama saiz. Dalam bag ni pun penuh buku.”

” Jangan buang masa jual kat saya. Pegi la bukak puasa. Kuat berkerja ye awak ni”.

My student sudah tersembur when he heard me saying that.

The two girls replied,

” hah. jual benda sama?”

When they saw my student was laughing his ass off, they understood i was making up excuses and stomped away angrily.

I couldn’t hold back my laughter. Gila hilarious.

” Teacher jahat gila. Kata teacher juai buku jugak.”

I said,

” Ala..lebih kurang. Bag sama ja. Dalam pun ada buku”

We were the only two souls dalam kedai tu yang bukak puasa dengan ketawa sekuat-kuatnya.

Selamat berbuka dek..=P