fever..

i'm still waitin'..
and it's february tomorrow..

met mambo at woodlands today..
another j.i bro of mine..
his real name is md. fadli..
can't recall who and why he was given that nick..
mambo..
i think it must be those dikir barat days.. haha..
i'll call him'bo' for short..
and the name stuck with him til' now..

anyway.. mambo's married..
stayin' with his in-laws right now..
a predicament i'll be in too..
in 2 months time..

can't remember the last time we met..
we did a lot of catchin' up..

saw this at metro woodlands..
dude.. there's actually a superhero named after you..
way cool.. haha..

korean fever hit lot 1 today..
some band called shinee made an appearance..

they had an autograph session at the roof top garden..

those who couldn't get through to the top level..

had to make do with the tv screenin' outside the mall..
loads of screamin' girls.. urgh..

mum and afirah went too..

i thought i saw mum screamed too.. haha..

that dreaded day..

enlistment day is always dreaded..

when it comes..

you will start to feel..

two years is a very very long time..

your first nite in camp..

you'd wish you were at home..

tucked in the comfort of your own bed..

then i'd say to you enlistees..

serve you right..

cos before enlistment..

you'd be partyin' outside..

not thinkin' of goin' back..

enjoyin' your nite away..

fuckin' around..

til' the wee hours of early mornin'..

home is the last thing on your mind..

so you 18.. 19.. 20 year olds..

who are yet to surrender your pinkies to mr. lee..

better start appreciatin' now..

anythin' and everythin'..

but don't worry..

you'll enjoy national service..

you just need to put the right foot forward..

and everythin' will be fine..

i remember my enlistment day clearly..

it was exactly nine years ago today..
mom was sobbin' in the livin' room..
and i thought it was because of me..
you know..
me being the firstborn and all..
and goin' for national service..
it can take its toll on overly concerned parents..

but i was wrong..
she wasn't cryin' about me leavin' back then..
somethin' unfortunate had happened in the family..
but of course i didn't know at that time..

mom and dad didn't want to tell me..
they didn't want me to worry..
it was my enlistment day for god's sake..

so mom and dad sent me..
we picked sam first at cck interchange..
sam.. a school buddy and bro of mine..
and then we headed to thomson..
where the ol' police academy was at..

when mom and dad dropped us..
he said they couldn't stay..
cos they had matters to take care of..
i was surprised..
as i expected them to stay for a while..
without me askin'..

i was disappointed though..
but i put up a brave front..
hey this wasn't the first day of primary school..
you can't be cryin' man..

then my first weekend out of camp..
i got to know..
they were attendin' to the unfortunate incident matter..

2001 was not totally a bad year for me though..
despite breakin' up with my first love..
rejectin' my teachin' application hastily..
9/11 and all..

the only solace i had in that year was..
i got a new addition to the family in april..
a lil' baby girl named..
nurul afirah..

god's gift..

nowadays friday nites equal to lifeless nites..
have to get used to it..
and i'm not enjoyin' it one bit..

well i'm still waitin'..
hangin' onto a bro's promise..
i'm still sulkin' though..

but then there's also joy in the week..
as another bro meets success..
congrats dude..


i had a diary ten years back..
it was my 'a' level year..
and i never failed to write everyday..
in that blue ringed note book..
which was actually a system planner..

so let's take a trip back memory lane..
what on earth transpired..
today ten years ago..
hmm.. hmm..
ahhh.. (excited) ohh.. (excited) ohh..

it was haslan and amin's day out..
haslan.. a good ol' bro from j.i..
we sat together in class for 2 straight years..
the guy's a great joker and also a smartass..
seriously.. my grades got better..
when i started sittin' beside him..

the story was.. as written..
we went to extend our passports..
and applied for our exit permits..
cos we were havin' a graduation school cruise..
in March of that year..
and we hanged out and chilled after that..

but what i remembered clearly on that day..
we were in the train..
and being 18 and all..
we loved lookin' at girls..
actually i still do..
i do not know about haslan though..
him being married and has two kids now..
(he married his school sweetheart by the way..
with netty back in 2005)..

so we were standin' in the train..
when this malay girl boarded the cabin..
we were absolutely dumbfounded..
she had this colossal set of melons..
goodness..
she had to be 20.. 21?..
cos we believed she might be a tit..
i mean a bit older than us..
haha..

we couldn't stop watchin'..
and there and then..
we gave her..
actually those set of melons..
a nickname..
god's gift..
haha..
i wonder if haslan still remembers..

well he did remember..
the pact we both made together back in school..
that we would go backpackin'..
before each of us gets married..
unfortunately it didn't materialize..
haslan got married..
and i'm goin' to in a few month's time..

suddenly it's deja vu all over again..
but this time with a different bro..
ok maybe not backpackin'..
ubin or sentosa would be fine..
just us.. i'd be happy..

but i guess..
prepare to be disappointed amin..
again..

best of both worlds..

love life's been better for me..

thank you almighty..

for empowerin' me and dear..

with the patience and strength..

we practically spent everyday together..

this past week..

as we prepare ourselves for our big weekend in april..

money saved.. money spent..

deposits here and there..

but no worries..

no regrets here..

except the fact..

i did not meet any of the guys the whole week..

kinda miss them..

kinda pissed too..

i don't know why..

guess i need closure..

i know i ain't miley cyrus or hannah montana..

can't have the best of both worlds..

like them or is it her?..

damn bitches..

next project in line..

print those darn weddin' cards..