pantai
‘Looks like you’re strong enough to survive.’ He said to me as we lay down on the mat, watching the stars.
The night was windy, and the beach was crowded with people. Some were fishing. Some came with extended families, their kids digging holes in the sand and making sandcastles. The moon was full, and bright. It overshadowed the stars that were shining but yet I was still searching for it. I knew there was still there, just that their brightness; their light was just over shone for a night.
‘What’s surviving?’ I finally asked after 10 minutes after silence.
‘Well...’ he started off,...
home. is where the heart is.
Scene 1, find sight of house, sees Zharif’s car parked innocently up front. Oh, Zharif’s here! He’s a regular fixture at the house these days. House doesn’t even seem to be complete without his boyish charm and lame jokes. Walks in house, to find all lights switched on. Walk in kitchen, to see Kakyun, Zharif, and their friends, Busu and Jay pigging out on leftover wedding food. Mama and Ayah walks in, followed by a hassled Kak Aida who goes straight to her room to charge her dead phone. Light conversation and laughter ensues.
Goes upstairs to shower.
Scene 2, goes down to find them playing...
2009 resolution
The year 2008, I had everything. I achieved everything I wanted, including finding love, getting into the deans list, getting new jeans I absolutely love, plenty of new books and my beloved Alice, my pink iPod which is able to predict the future. But then I loss love, and I loss myself along the way too.
I was home sick even before my family dropped me off and went home. I ached and yearned to be happy and alright again. I don’t think I’ve ever been on this all time low before in my entire life and no matter how much new clothes and new shoes or new gadgets I get, it won’t be able to...
back.
I am in denial about going back to Penang. For the first time, I procrastinated packing. This is me, the person who normally packs a week before going back. It’s officially 1 am on Saturday morning and by Sunday afternoon I’ll be back in hot hot hot Penang and no privacy. L I’m going to miss popping over Fahha’s house just because I’m bored and bitching about weeds and brothers and sisters. And I’ll miss our impromptu hang out time with gg and the boys.
Bye bye room. Bye bye bed. Bye bye privacy. Hello uni. Sigh.
No sleepover at D’Shire for me. At least I have Alice by my side to greet the...
