Bad Habits, If Not Resisted

I sure miss my Internet/Work, it’s been only 2 days.

On Friday, we made a rare visit to my brother’s in laws at Sabak Bernam to see Adriana before she goes back to Kelantan. Carried her in my arms, shook her a few times to wake her up. She opened her eyes, looked at me, and fall back to sleep. If I were a vampire, I’d bite her apple-shaped cheek off.

The road was rather calm, except filled with road hoggers.

The next day, we raced to Johor Baru to see grandma. She’s not eating, hence weak. It’d be helpful to have a doc in the house to re-admit her for glucose drips. I guess the burden is on my shoulder, since both my brothers are taken  

On the way back to KL, I took over the wheel (I did 70% of the driving). Lucky me, dad has a soft spot for luxury fast cars. Driving is more of a pleasure than a chore.

Abah: I didn’t know we can do this fast..
NH: What?
Abah: Look at the meter.

120 miles per hour.

From my rear view mirror, I saw Abah grinned. Two things, he was being sarcastic AND happy with his horse. Slowed down by 20 mph. So JB-KL, 2 hours flat, door to door.

Bad habits, if not resisted, soon becomes necessity.

ps: Solution, take the Kelisa on highway. Surely can’t beat 110kmh with full load.

pss: Celebrating my raya in KL

psss: I miss my younger bro. We usually take turn mocking road hoggers.

pssss: Express bus switches lane suka-hati-ly. F’ You!

psssss: Bad habits are necessities, like coffee.

Thicker Than Blood

We must learn to live together as brothers or perish together as fools. - King Martin Jr. Luther.

So 13 years, We’ve been through all,
Through thick and thin, papers and walls.

No matter who, what, where or why,
We held each other and break the tide.

We’re now doctors, lawyers and engineers,
Looking back, we did falter, but it doesn’t matter.

Because we’re brothers,
For 13 years, pushing another.

Happy Birthday 9600.

5th December 1995 - 5th December 2008. Time sure flies.

ps: Sorry, 5 minutes poem. Don’t have time to brush it up.

pss: Picture credit to Pondar and whoever I stole those pictures from.

psss: 13 years ago, my parents left me in small town in Perak. What a sad sight.

pssss: 13 years later, I want to go back but too busy with life. What a sad sight.

Petrol Price Down, Petrol Rebate?

If you haven’t filled up your car at the nearest station, you should. Because you’ll be dancing and shaking your bonbons. The current market price as of 3rd December 2008 is RM 1.90 per liter. Below the initial price of RM 1.92.

However we missed out on the Petrol Rebate which can STILL be collected at your local post office. No one would say no to RM600.

If the government decides to put a brake on this, what’ll happens to the December road tax renewals? Should the government decline their rights to collect the rebate? Oh my, what a tight situation we have here. (more…)

What’s Bugging You?

Your mama called she said that you’re down stairs crying
Feeling like such a mess
Yeah I hear you you’re in the background bawling
What happened to your sweet summertime dress

There are times you’re on the verge of hypertension, pulling your hair wouldn’t do much justice. There are times you want reach out, but you’re afraid to bring them down along. And sometimes you just want to be left alone.

I don’t know what’s up, but everyone seems like they’re in a slump, including me. (more…)

The Accidental Hero

I was supposed to be attending my friends wedding at Sg Siput. Unfortunately, my hospitalized grandma comes first in this horse race.

I drove down to Batu Pahat along with emok and Azmi. The house was lively like Hari Raya. Grandma is fine. The hospital discharged her yesterday and warned about her alarming cholesterol level. Not an easy task for someone who doesn’t like eating from others’ wok.

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Cheap Shot

It’s amazing to see so many colors of people on the Internet. Some cheer you, others jeer you. I deeply pity the latter group.

For your consideration, Surah Yasin is motivating.

Pity is not kasihan, but the humane quality of understanding the suffering of others and wanting to do something about it.

Angkuh? Feel free to send some verbose text to the complaint department or call 100 from your mobile.

ps: Going back kampung tomorrow to visit my sick grandma. Pray for her health. Amin.

pss: I don’t need to justify myself  

A Lick and A Promise

A long drive home awaits me from Cyberjaya. Friday night traffic is always worst no matter where you are. But I needed to get back home earliest possible, I have another meeting lined up tonight.

My tummy growled, begging for a slice of carbo.

I pulled over to nearest petrol station, loaded Jenny with octane and grabbed a few meals over the counter. Hot dogs, Frankfurters and the fake RM1 Pizza (it’s RM2 now). Sprayed extra chili sauce and left before they could charge for the excessive sauce.

One hand on the steering, the other holding the leaky hot dog. Nothing beats quality multitasking.

Achoo! I’m still a sick boy with a reddish nose. I had to put the hot dog on my lap to wipe that snot of mine. (more…)