2 days ago i received a very mysterious yet hilarious phone call.
man: do not look back! there's a cop following you.....
man: do not look back. there's a cop following you....
man: *coughs* do not look back. you have a cop following you.....
suria: what? ah?
suria: *looks back, and sees her clothes hanging in the wardobe*
man's friend: *thailand thailand thailand*
i looked at the phone in a daze, trying to 'access' the situation. that was my friend Sermphon. he and his buds must have gotten the wrong person.....by thinking that the person in front of them was me! and that person happened to be driving with a cop behind!
aha! case solved.
OMG it was So. Cute. nice try though, for i was instantly nervous for no good reason!!!!
and the last conversation would most likely be:
man: hey man that's NOT her!!! we got the wrong person!!!
exams exams exams! i've been working my ass of lately for the finals. and honestly i still think that i could have done better for the papers. WAY better.
currently i have so many things in mind. mixed feelings. upset. confused. sad. clownish.
and i bet it's not because of my PMS because if it is, at least i have a reason to light things up a bit by blaming it on the hormones. and the more i think about it, the more upset i am. friends and loved ones have given me the support, but it is always easier said than done kan?
if i have a magic lamp/cawan/mangkuk/teko i would wish for an ability to teleport. i just have to close my eyes and wham! it's Damai resort!!! Holy Crap...
yeap, my not-so-secret getaway. my mom loves it there too. we used to just lepak there without registering as the resort's guest. (shhhh...we sneaked in!) and then my mom will choose to sit by her favorite beach chair and read a novel.
i was free to play around the resort. see hot mat salehs, see hot miss mat salehs, eat fish and chips by the pool bar, swimming, or just stand under the coconut tree with a face that says, "yo, am i or am i cool...?".
when my mom's friend asked her, "aren't you worried that your daughter's all by herself at the pool or beach? what if she gets drowned?".
and my mom just said, "Meh."
i love this spot.
being a lazy bum, i would normally hopped on those huge rocks to get to the lagoon. why waste time and energy to use the staircase i thought?
then it was all about the sea waves. the little holes made by the tiny crabs. soft sand beneath your feet. the salty smell. the wind blowing. old mat saleh couples basking under the sun. kids making sandcastle.
but ever since there's such things like high schools, periods, hiking oil price, resort's renovation and their newly strict entry we've been there for at most once a year! grrrr
or rather known as Dracaena Sanderiana. i've posted about my lil plant a while ago. believe it or not, i've just found out its name today (by the price tag that is still attached to it -.-")
i googled it and found out that i actually can make it twist into shapes by rotating it with respect to gravity and directed light sources. by all means, this would surely need some patience and a heck lot of time.
and i was also being informed that Sandy cannot be exposed to direct sunlight. knowing that i quickly dragged Sandy back into my room away from the UTP scorching sun.
then i continued reading. it says there that yellow leaf edges are caused by chlorinated water. tap water should be exposed to the air a day before plant use. uh oh, i thought. no wonder...
yes, stoopid. the more i say it, the weirder it sounded like. how did man created that word i wonder? hmm...
the other day i went to a place to eat satay. i also had to take away for my room mate and anis. so when the waitress asked me what to order, i had around 5 minutes to think and recount for how many ayam and daging i want.
my mind was working at a cacated snail's pace and i even didn't notice that i had left my mouth open with such a stupid sleepy face expression, trying to do the mental maths. fortunately my friends had helped me out. phew...
embarassing, totally! my exam's this week and i can't even count the simple stuff! ahh, must be brain fatigue. study week has left me feeling so stoopid. heh.
but it's okay, cause i'm not the only one stupid in this world. :P
my house mates are in Super Junior fever now. they can't stop talking about it!
one of my house mates would even wake up in the middle of the night just to download their latest concert perfomances by not only SuJu, but others too like Girl's Generation. they are the only groups that i know since i am pretty much protected from the "Korean Wave". HAHA
still i am not even interested in any of them. should i feel sad for myself? huhu
we went makan, shopping, jalan-jalan and watched Ip Man 2. it was absolutely fab. i seriously never thought it was based on a true story - which led to the birth of the legendary Bruce Lee.
sambal sotong. what UP??!!
and theeeen, as i walked into Forever 21, i noticed someone soo familiar. OMG! i thought...it's Hunny Madu!!!
i wanted to make sure so i followed her, while keeping a straight face. i was shocked when she suddenly spinned around. so i pretended to look interested at the clothes by the nearest rack. but to my utter horror i accidentally chose the wrong "cover act" since the rack was stocked with miniskirts, bare backs and all the things you would never see a women with hijabs wear.
fortunately Hunny Madu never seemed to notice. she was busy humming to the current track played by the store while picking out almost 4-6 clothes on her left arm. hmm rich kid. wonder how much being a Vj and Dj had cost her, i mused. what with her beautiful out of saloon locks, make up and Gucci tote.
hookay, she has walked north. walked FASTER suria.
then after a few considerable thoughts, i finally have the guts to confront her.
suria: erm, sekiuss me?
Hunny Madu: *turns with oh so mesmerizing eyes* yes?
suria: are you Hunny Madu?
Hunny Madu: hmm *looks around* no, i'm not her.
suria: really? oh...you look just like her... *wants to be buried underground*
Hunny Madu: *smile*
*head down, walked straight out of the store*
Dammit. even if it wasn't her i could have SWORN that i've seen her in tv. who is she then??? she looks like a combination of Hunny Madu and Marion Counter. anyone knows who???
gahhh i felt really dum dum. i've seen a lot of Malaysian artists in KL but never have the guts to approach and take pictures with them. so that explains my sudden go-for-it spirit in Forever 21.
which indeed, failed. buuuuu
anyhoo, thank you so much for putting up with me deng. it melts my heart thinking you'd even want to go KL with me albeit the strict budget you should be having. sorry for the times where i've ignored/yelled/scoffed/rolled eyes/taekwondo(a lil) at you.