Nexus auditorium was claustrophobic and its just impossible for a girl like me to go thru the jungle of men to find my dear vocalist fren. Sigh, miss him seh but neva fated just like certain things btw us. So Sharky, Fadzly n i headed to Lucky Plaza fd court where we bought carrot cake, rojak, nasi ayam n laksa to share. I luv going out w them especially Sharky cos with less money, we always end up having more to eat cos we share. Sharity elephant did make a point.Then, Fadzly told me abt his relatives who happened to be the infamous Swallows who sang La Obek. How they had a big Boyan gathering at Perkampungan Melayu. I must say dat the Boyanese are real relationship ppl. They treasure relationship very much and dats wat i call SEMANGAT BOYAN. Most of my uncles marry boyanese ladies basically cos they are motherly, sweet n has gd taste in fashion. My aunties, they just marry Arabs, Indians n Malays. I plan to marry a Javanese man. Mainly cos i so adore my late Yayi and he is the man dat i knew since i was a girl n grew close to. I dreamt of marrying a Javanese man since the day i sat in front of Yayi as he rode his bicycle and sang Javanese songs to me. His friendliness n simplicity as well as his passion in arts and his ghazal. He prays too and he is the perfect man i am looking for.
Then we waited for shark's cousin. Faziah was at Starbucks w her bf, Sahak. This Sahak looks Indian n dating a hot Indian girl BUT he dislike Indian. He is a sagi n i told u dat explains his twistedness n self-absorb attitude. But gd looking ah cos ehem, he is Javanese. Sheesh, their kids gonna look great k and Faziah, duh..she is intelligent n also model-like. Thank God! She dont haf Sharky's beautiful lashes. We just chatted non stop especially me. At times, i confused myself and Fadzly will be giving me a weird look. I am probably trippin but w/o any catalyst. Therefore to make myself shut up, i drank lemon frap n mocha frap as well as stole sum sticks. I miss the idea of sumone begging me to be quiet for sum heavenly second. Then they asked me if i knew Faziah's bro who attended the same school as me but i couldnt. They thot maybe i shud go out w him ..yeah probably i will so dat i will move on. Sheesh, i am actually the one who is so self-absorbed dat i didnt knoe my own classmates especially Muslims who are so few.
Dispersed at 10 plus and still admiring how fashionable Faziah is. I wanna lose weightlah. Walked home n i realized dat i miss my vocalist fren. Remembered the days we hang out together n checked out gadgets n books. The time i sourced for songs as his saviour and the best, we watched Ali setan online and acting it out. One great company and fren who advised n made me do weirdest silly things with sincerity. Pls make me marry fast so dat i can haf kids n may one of my kids get hooked w this dear fren's kid. His kids definitely gonna haf the package cos he has character n charm while the wife has looks. Dont knoe much bout the wifelah but damn sure she is as great. Pls Allah.
Monday, August 09, 2004
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