Sick & High

It has been years(Ok, maybe sooner) since I last popped pills as much as I did recently. For matters that I think important for me, I always reluctantly pop pills, no matter how sick I am. But exception comes without warning. What you see above is Pana*****, a pill that contains both paracetamol and codeine. Good for headache that comes with fever. The downside is, if it comes into contact with a former junkie like me, it can become a hallucination tool. Oh no, I smell trouble already. So there it goes, a week later, popping 15-20 pills a day, I'm still sick, seeing and thinking of things I shouldn't, emotional but couldn't let go of the emotion, smoking intensively, sick( oh, said that) and started to remember why I hate pills. Please, couldn't the headache and fever just go away peacefully? I hate pills.

You such at photoshop(yes, that is the right title)

After watching you such at photoshop (pronounced 'you suck at photoshop' in the video) on youtube, I said to myself that I must try some of that tricks. For this picture, I lasso-ed my body, my eyes, did some color replacement and played with some brush. And the video is just the best tutorial video(s) ever. Donnie, the guy teaching you all the tricks, is such a heart warming, charming and pure genius (ok, so it depends on how you judge people. I judge through their capabilities of dealing with themselves. Just sometimes of course.) So it seems like I still suck at photoshop. Ahh!! Maybe I will become as good as Donnie( and as depressed as him, or have I already?). Hahaha!

I have a problem

What you see is a clenched hand. And I was sleeping during this time. Often associated with some motor neuron disorder, supernaturally, it is associated with some psychic ability. It is hard to determine the cause. Stress, trauma, bad dreams or chemical imbalance has often been said as the suspect of this SHIT. But it hurts. Really really hurts. I sometimes makes my own hand bleeds. Not a pretty sight when you wake up in the morning I would say. Which is why I always keep my finger nails short, and sleep with a small cushion to hold on into. Some sleep doctor recommends drinking milk and vitamins to relax the nerves before sleeping. Nerves my ass! I had this since I was little. Maybe thats why I can figure things out quickly. Maybe this clenched hand is the price my body have to pay for elevated sense. Man, I hate it when I knew it wasn't good. But life keeps on turning right?

The magical chicken rice

Went to UCC or U-SSOF Cafe & Catering,located behind(or is it in front?) Sarawak Plantation building last night. A breeding ground for mosquitoes as it is near the Lutong(or whatever you call the river is) river. There were 7 of us. Then there were 9. But that is not the magic.

That is the picture of the chicken rice Hafiz had. If you noticed, something was off with the spoon. Maybe they bought it bundled at Kedai 20 Sen or pasar malam. But this is a restaurant which provides catering services. From what I've learnt in diploma and degree classes, you don't use a 3 cents spoon for a catering service. Thats humiliating for the caterer and the person who had the catering. Well....maybe it was magic after all.

Behind is people playing RC cars. Devilishly fast!(the car,the people are slow)

After disappearing for a day, Hafiz went to show us what he have learnt during that period. As you can see, the spoon is all right . It even went to cut a piece from a lamb chop! But the spoon faith is as good as foreseen like you know that Manchester United will eventually win the quadruple this season.

Oh, it bends!!!!! And Hafiz hadn't taken a shower for close to 2 days! But whats done is done. The spoon bent, new spoon took over, chicken rice done with.

KL is funny

The second saturday at S.Alam, I went to PWTC. There was a job convention going on. And no, I did not look for job there. When my friends came with their resume, I came with my PSP. So you should know what happen next. Yes..the sleeping, playing and helping people to find their way in PWTC. What? Don't believe me? I'll tell you. There was this auntie, suddenly approaching me of all people;

Auntie: "Eh,sini tempat apa ah?"

Mika : "Sini PWTC"

Auntie: "Ohh, jadi apa ramai-ramai ini?"

Mika : "Diorang cari kerja"(by now I was hoping she is a talent scout for a multinational company)

Auntie: "Part time punya kerja ada ka? Sapu ka apa?"

Mika : "Err, ada, you tanya hotel punya tempat sana"(by this time I know she is not a talent scout, but I still showed her which way to the hospitality booth)

Auntie:"Oh,sana ah? Ok Ok, thank you"( And she left me wondering why she asked me of all people, with better dress and name tag)

Well, at least I was hospitable. Maybe subconsiously I was trying to pay back all the cursing I've had when Arbee(the driver) lost his way to the parking and PWTC( for goodness sake, he is from Cheras!). But I found this!

Kedai Gunting Rambut Cinta Suci(Pure Love Hair Salon)

And on our way back(this time I went with Nik, Arbee went straight back to his house in Cheras), I played with my phone. And I got this, captured in the car moving at the speed of 80km/h and the day has just started to rain.

KTM(the coolest train station ever, in Malaysia at least)

I thought that would be the last time I went to KL. But I was wrong. It all started when I said in the afternoon that I need to go to the cyber cafe to check my friendster and facebook account. Before doing that, I went to Pak Teh Minimarket to buy Nescafe Mocca and sit below my old block, reminiscing old times(which I always do before, looking for UiTM girls buying stuffs). Suddenly, Riszki, knowing me for 5 years, came with his scooter and told me "hey mike, jom pegi cc"

What happen next is pure and typical spontaneous Mike,except its not me, its Ris(maybe he want to take revenge on all my spontaneous crap(s) before). We went to Sec. 2, spend an hour in the CC there, then I thought he would head us back home. But, we went to Plaza Alam Sentral. To look for jersey. So I duly obliged. I went to try the Manchester United boys jersey, L size.

Nope, doesn't seems right, said Ris. Guess what he said after that. " Jom pegi Sungei Wang." It was already 4 pm, and we haven't had lunch. But I cannot resist. It was my last day in Tanah Melayu. So we went, with public transport( no, we are not crazy or rempit enough to go to KL with a scooter). Arrived at Sungei Wang, stumbled upon Izan, Khyrun's nice(& hot) sister, but still no sign of Al- Ikhsan. Shit! So we went to Pavilion. I bought a black TopMan hoody, XS size. We had KFC as our lunch(which was 5 hours late). Then we head back to Sungei Wang, after Ris does not satisfied with our previous Al-Ikhsan search. Riszki looking far, like it was him who wanted to buy a jersey.

So, eventually, we found it. So close to the entrance where we had entered Sungei Wang the previous time. And we asked.

Riszki: "Kak, jersey MU ade boys XL tak?"

Kak : " Takde la dik. Tinggal L je ade."

Riszki: " Arsenal?"

Kak : " Ade."

There we go again. A Gunner get what he wants. I don't. Shit! So the salesgirl said "Dik, Liverpool ade." HAHAHA! Are you kidding me? I hate Liverpool! Oh, hi Sara, but I love you. So we went back and lots more happen. but someother time when I have the mood. Just remembering it makes me sad. I want that Manchester United home jersey for boys XL size!

Ternyata

Iya, saya suka lagu ini. Oleh Estrella. Nama lagu Ternyata. Macam cerita saya.

A sad day

This is Miri Airport

It was one of the saddest day in my life. The last day before I have to go back to Miri from S.Alam. Frankly, I don't know why I did that( buy return ticket). Never did that before. Seriously. My modus operandi was go to the airport, ask for the late flight, buy the ticket, pay hundreds, flirt with the ticket girl(ok, no I did not did that...errr...maybe a few times), sit or watch people in the airport until my flight is due.Plus, whats the point of having a PSP if not showing it off. "Hey, I travel alone and who needs friends to accompany you at the airport if you have PSP?" Yerp, I go back whenever I wanted to before, spontaneous..yes, bright..no. Shit! I knew I should not bought the return ticket so I can spend more time with her. Sigh...miss her bad.

Noodle oh noodle

Saad Char Kuay Tiow, The best at the Food Court of Sec.7

Went to Shah Alam for convocation(or was it to see a girl?) and realize that I have to re-live the experience I had when I was here(S.Alam) before. So I went to eat Saad Char Kuay Tiow( or as we call it, Char Kuay Tiow Cheret because after the first time we ate it,all of us had to occupy the toilet for quite some time. I did ok...I think). I had this after walking through the rain, and later ended up sick. Worth it? Try it then you judge.

Oh! Mamee Monster is one big LIAR! As you see in the picture, there is ten of snack but only 5 of its powder(bumbu,perasa..call it whatever you want). dah la keras! oops,sorry, that is an indication that I'm overreacting.