Dulu-dulu

Well not really dulu-dulu, lebih pada 2-3 tahun lepas I was a different person. I used to bring a book, a novel specifically.. everywhere  with me. So that in between classes, in between labs I will have something to read sampai lunyai novel yg agak tebal dan mahal (RM 40 to me is quite expensive) tu. That is how I come up with the url for this blog "Bendauntukdibaca". I Then I own an mp4 player, after that  the phone yg boleh main mp3. Well lets just say, those reading days are now over.

 Its not that I don't read. Its just that I stopped reading proper English.  And I believe that it has a token a toll on my literary works (wah perasaan). I sware, rasanya english masa ambik SPM dulu lebih baik dari sekarang lebih correct grammarnya, lebih berbunga-bunga. Now try as I might, I don't think I can anymore. Nak tulis apa pun tak tahu, ni kan pulak berbunga-bunga...

That is why I don't want to pursue masters, I think time spent writing my FYP thesis (which composed of segala-segalanya, DARAH, MARAH, TEARS, SELF ESTEEM YG SEMAKIN HARI SEMAKIN LEMAH dek kena marah supervisor everytime I went to see him) have like really stricken me of my creativity and spirit. I couldn't even put my own words and identity into my thesis. It's all his. Semua yg cantik dan kreatif habis dipotongnya buat ayat baru. Sure I get an A-, but really I don't want to go through it again.

Now that I have nothing to do (kecuali menghantar resume to all the non- scientisty companies I can think of dengan harapan dapatlah kerja by the end of this month) I've started to read again, site site yg ade cerita dengan ayat berbunga-bunga for now cth, mcm  City of  shared stories kuala lumpur, fanfiction ( mcm tak proper je yg tu), blogs yg use ayat berbunga-bunga and other improper things . Maybe  I even read buku-buku yg terperap dalam kotak tu.

And maybe just maybe after a whole lot of reading, reading, and reading... I will write again...

Perginya Cory Monteith...

I never thought myself as a fanatic of the entertainment industry. I listen to things I feel like listening to. I watch things I feel like watching. I was wrong. I am a big fan of Glee. I like how the show bagi nafas baru (as my mom says ) to new and old songs. Many times, I think the cover they did was better than the original songs.

 A few weeks ago the actor who played Finn  died. Being a big fan of the show, I was devastated. He was the essence of Glee. He was there when Glee started. I was hoping to see him when Glee ended as well.  Never was I am a big a fan of something,  and now that I am,  pelakon utamanya pulak kena mati...

I was even more heartbroken, when the results of the autopsy showed he died of drug abuse. Isn't in ironic how in Glee, his character was the son of a dead drug addict? My mom said, with Monteith being over 30 and all "dia sepatutnya pandai fikir dah". But still, with the show losing its edge season after season, his death is going to make the show a lot worse.

His death is a great loss, both to the show and to his fans. Although I'm sad, that he is dead, I think my mom is right, he should know better. Mungkin kalau dia cukup matang and he have think things through.. he wouldn't have met his untimely end.
And I wouldn't have to be this sedih...

kad raya hidung berdarah

It has been some years since I sent out raya cards to my friends and loved ones. The last one I sent out was when I was 18, in UiTM, a first semester student. Lepas tu busy with assignments and exams...I said to myself why bother? Takde yg nak balas balik pun...

But isn't this the sweetest thing? I got this yesterday from a friend who didn't even know my actual name.It came as a surprise... well not really.. she asked for my address so I kind of know what she was up to.

But I'm glad. It feels like a birthday present.Which I haven't received in some years.




On a totally different matter, my cat (Ameng) sneezed blood yesterday. It wasn't just sekali bersin. Bersin berdarah yg berulang ulang kali. There was a blood splatter on the white tiles. My mom the one yg noticed, my cat was sneezing terlalu kuat  terlalu banyak kali. Then my mom wiped her nose with a tissue liked it was nothing.

Later that night, when I was trying to get some sleep, Ameng lied down on my chest, with her nose facing my face, like its' late mother, Meme, did when she was alive. I like it. Other than it reminded me of Meme, she also felt like a warm and cozy bekas air panas on my chest. Then I REMEMBERED, earlier today she SNEEZED BLOOD.