Sigh!

Not too long ago there was this one Malay song I heard over the radio that sounded something like this..'..Cantik menarik tertarik kau memang da bomb..'

Yes, that was a song by Ruffedge, if I am not mistaken. Upon listening to it, I squirmed. And I laughed. I thought it was hilarious. Kenape la nak buat lirik macam tu? To me, that song was a joke. The silliest I've ever heard.

Yet, not so many weeks ago, while I was driving to the airport, I came across a song aired on Fly FM that goes like this..'..Papa jangan papa jahat, jangan papa nakal sangat, bla, bla, bla (i don't know the f**king lyrics to this)..papa jangan papa jahat, mama tahu papa ligat...'

At that instance, I could feel goosebumps at the back of my neck. Like, yikes! Ape ni? Meremang bulu roma! Especially when that girl said the phrase 'mama tahu papa ligat'. Eww..what were they thinking mase tulis lirik lagu ni? Like, hoh!? Sangat geli-geliman la, ok? Eventhough I didn't hear the whole song, the tune got stucked in my head and I was swearing endlessly all the way to KLIA.

This song is worst than that Ruffedge song. To all the fans of these two song, that is kalau ade, I'm sorry if u don't like what I'm saying, but the lyrics of these songs (especially that of 'Papa Jahat') is the biggest stupidity of Malaysian music industry of all time. My sisters now use this song as a threat to one another. Something like, kau nak masak untuk aku tak hari ni? Kalau kau tak masak, aku nyanyi lagu 'Papa Jahat'.

That's how ridiculous I think this song is.

Of Ants and Lizards

Let's see..When was the last time I saw rain? Has it been really hot lately? Without the slightest rain?

The thing is, I can't remember. And at this moment, while I'm typing away, I'm actually observing my glass of water (plain water, I tell you) being raided by a troop of tiny ants. The weather must be terribly hot and these little buggers are damn thirsty.

Talking about ants, I was bitten by a crazy troop of red ants two days ago at a nearby mamak restaurant. I was about to put my ass down on a chair when my feet felt like they were being stabbed with thousands of needles. And when I looked down to my feet, I was like, bloody hell! Semut berduyun-duyun kat kaki aku and a lot more of them surrounding about a square foot area around my feet. The sight of them, eekkk..!!

So there I was, in pain, jumping around while slapping those ants away from my feet. Some of them even managed to get up to my knee and started pinching. Like ouch, ouch, ouch! I was worried that some might even get into my pants. By that time, the whole restaurant was staring at me, orang gile yang melompat-lompat but hell, I couldn't care less. I was being attacked here, okay?! I slipped off my slippers and continued my frantic attempt to get rid of those pesky pest. While fighting for my life, I caught a glimpse of a mamak carrying a glass of orange near me. I swear he meant to gave it to me, either to cool me down or to pour it onto my feet. But when I was finally ant-free, the orange juice was nowhere to be seen. Like ches, celake sungguh!

And also I am starting to see lizards in my apartment. I'm telling you that lizards are certainly not welcomed in my crib. I hate lizards. I'm bloody scared of them slimy, cold, stupid creatures. It is not peculiar to hear me scream in the middle of the night, in the morning or even during the day at home. The reason for such behaviour will be 'cicak'. The sight of them makes me squirmed. Their dash of movement makes me scream. And their habit of making an appearance where I least expect them to be, makes me go hysterical. That's how fearful I am with that vile species.

I have managed to make this place lizard-free for more than a year and now I'm seeing baby lizards in my room. Like two or three of them. Ini sudah tak boleh jadi. I've set up lizard-traps now and I'm waiting for some gutsy people to come by my place to check on those traps. I can't check on those traps. It will be too blood-curdling. Pearl can do that. She's more game with lizards than I do. I'm no game at all. Azrul would be more plucky. He would just grab those quaggy bastards like he did yesterday and flush it down the toilet bowl.

Ok. That's about enough of my scary stories. I got to go torch some ants. Ta!

Recently On Tylogy

A few happenings lately..

1. Pearl came back last two days, having slightly more weight than a month ago.

2. I've enrolled myself in an MBA programme and already I'm feeling nervous. How can I not be? The Dean of the faculty told us post grads that we've got to maintain a good minimum of 3.0 CGPA throughout to remain in the programme. Those words, I can still remember till now. I mean, what if? Aarrgh..!! I studied science before and what if I'm no good in this field? But I want to be good in this. If I can't be the best, at least I would like to be good. Heelllppp...!!

3. My boyfriend bought me a new mobile phone and I'm still not happy. I want to sing that J-Lo song, 'My Love Don't Cost A Thing'. Heheh..Actually my love does cost a little, but it's definitely not as costly as an N76 or a trip to the United States.

4. I am crazy about Prison Break. I want to do a marathon on it like I did CSI.

5. I'm done with 'I Am Muslim' some time ago and I think of it well and lacking opinions at the same time. I think Dina Zaman has more to say. Many statements were left hanging and unsupported. That was a little frustrating. Probably, as a Malaysian writer, she was playing it safe. Malaysian writers do not have much freedom, see..

6. I did a 7-day-fluid diet last fortnight and the result is satisfying. I lost 4 kilos which is such a great achievement. It's unhealthy, I know but the diet shouldn't be prolonged to more than a week. Now that Pearl is back and my boyfriend is home, I'm sure I'll gain those 4 kilos back in no time! Damn!

7. I went to Malacca like 5 days ago. Saje-saje jalan-jalan because I'm tired of KL. I ate some chicken rendang which I think has this herb called 'cekur' in its ingredients and I ended up with diarrhoea and a tummy full of gas.

8. I noticed that Saty is skinnier than ever after having Qaseh, which is so unfair. And what will become of big, fat, gigantic Tyiana if she eventually give birth one day?

9. Qaseh is already crawling and eagerly trying to stand.

10. I want to read Freakonomics but I can't because I'm too worried about studies.

11. I am thinking of either going to a gym or a slimming centre.

12. I need a freaking holiday but I'm broke.

And now, I've got to clean up messes I've made at home because Pearl will be coming anytime soon. My laundry is waiting to be spun, so I gotta run!