Dull and pathetic day.
26th June, Tuesday,
It's been two days since Sus went back to Penang. I started thinking deep. And reflecting what have I done for this whole month. I started clubbing when Sus came back last month. We went to Aloha. And no, I haven't pick up the drinking and smoking habit. And I'm not planning to either. It's just that I got addicted to loud music, as in seriously loud music. Since then, we've been partying every Friday's and Saturday's night. Every, and yes I meant it. Think I'm crazy? Well I feel happy listening only to music, and I'm drunk just by listening to music. Lolx.
It's always been Aloha. Then Marcuz planned for this small reunion. And it was held at Rums Jungle. Again, I got drunk listening only to music. And that was the first time I danced. Don't ask how. It's just embarrassing. And the following week we went to The Loft. Ahh, I know nothing about the music there, thus I just sit silently and stare at people. I spotted this white tall guy. I didn't realize at first who he was. I thought he was cool. But when I flipped the magazine the next day, this mentholatum advert struck me. The white guy in the center was the guy I saw at The Loft. And hell yeah I'm positive. I might not be good in my studies, nor in any other things, but hell, I'm good in remembering faces and recognizing people. Then I was thinking, crap. I should've went and talked to him because Sus told me he was looking. Dang.
The Loft was the last. We didn't club anymore after that. I sort of lose the mood. But now, I'm missing it again. I want my loud music. I want to be drunk by music. I want to shout my heart out. But no, not time yet.
I've been busy packing my stuff since yesterday. I'm shifting to Sg. Buloh this Saturday. I'm feeling sad. Speaking of which, I just don't get it. Nobody seems to understand when I said I'm shifting to Sg. Buloh. I had to say I'm moving to Sg. Buloh-and only they understand. Is it the term I used or what? It's pissing me off.
Sometimes I do wonder, whether am I meant to live here, in Malaysia. Because I have too few friends who can actually communicate with me. English. And these few people are leaving. Which one has already left to Manchester, another in Sheffield, and one in Liverpool. Another would be leaving soon, in August-to US. That doubles my sadness. Well, I did took the effort to learn Chinese and communicate with others. That tripples my sadness and I felt pathetic. So now, I'm feeling hallow. I don't know why.
Just two days back, which falls on Sunday I took my handphone and started calling everyone on my phonebook list. But all are unreliable. Everyone's busy. Or they did not want to go out. A blow in my face. What are friends for? The only person I could rely on is Burn and Sus. Burn, hurry and come back. I'm dying of boredom and rotting staying at home.
That aside, it's sales now! SALES! I used to love sales because its sales! But this year, I've lost all my mood. I can't shop because there were way too many people. And the clothes, are all piled up. It's like not new anymore. Everyone might have tried on it already. Gross. It's not like I'm a high maintainance person, but I couldn't bare seeing all clothes jumble up. I feel gross. Owh, I've just remembered. During the days when I was so bored, I went to almost all shopping malls in KL. I walked all of Mid-Valley, One Utama (both new and old wing), The Curve, Times Square, Sunway Pyramid, and Subang Parade. Where have I missed out? Hmm..If you gonna say Sg. Wang, well I don't go there! I had this talk with Sus and Kamarul about shopping in Sg. Wang. You get to see all sort of people. Of course, those teens, the fashion victim is what I call, the "la-la" style labeled by Sus and Kamarul. Lolx. But listening to them, its so true. Funny how people dressed up for other to see. Especially those teens in mini-skirt with leggings! I protest and detest leggings. We do. And those think so called goth make-up on their faces, with those fancy boots they're wearing. And urghz. I can't continue. That's for gals. As for the guys, Kamarul make it sounds so funny. Those funky hair styles. With the flare jeans. And the so-called like "tai-ko" shirts. Gee. It's really a good laugh he made. He made a point. These people dressed up like as if they're gonna perform on stage. Padahal, only showing off on the streets. He said he himself performing on stage do not dress up like how they do. If you're wondering, he's the basis for DragonRed band. Don't ask me. I haven't heard of them before. Not like I know any Malaysian's band.
It's been two days since Sus went back to Penang. I started thinking deep. And reflecting what have I done for this whole month. I started clubbing when Sus came back last month. We went to Aloha. And no, I haven't pick up the drinking and smoking habit. And I'm not planning to either. It's just that I got addicted to loud music, as in seriously loud music. Since then, we've been partying every Friday's and Saturday's night. Every, and yes I meant it. Think I'm crazy? Well I feel happy listening only to music, and I'm drunk just by listening to music. Lolx.
It's always been Aloha. Then Marcuz planned for this small reunion. And it was held at Rums Jungle. Again, I got drunk listening only to music. And that was the first time I danced. Don't ask how. It's just embarrassing. And the following week we went to The Loft. Ahh, I know nothing about the music there, thus I just sit silently and stare at people. I spotted this white tall guy. I didn't realize at first who he was. I thought he was cool. But when I flipped the magazine the next day, this mentholatum advert struck me. The white guy in the center was the guy I saw at The Loft. And hell yeah I'm positive. I might not be good in my studies, nor in any other things, but hell, I'm good in remembering faces and recognizing people. Then I was thinking, crap. I should've went and talked to him because Sus told me he was looking. Dang.
The Loft was the last. We didn't club anymore after that. I sort of lose the mood. But now, I'm missing it again. I want my loud music. I want to be drunk by music. I want to shout my heart out. But no, not time yet.
I've been busy packing my stuff since yesterday. I'm shifting to Sg. Buloh this Saturday. I'm feeling sad. Speaking of which, I just don't get it. Nobody seems to understand when I said I'm shifting to Sg. Buloh. I had to say I'm moving to Sg. Buloh-and only they understand. Is it the term I used or what? It's pissing me off.
Sometimes I do wonder, whether am I meant to live here, in Malaysia. Because I have too few friends who can actually communicate with me. English. And these few people are leaving. Which one has already left to Manchester, another in Sheffield, and one in Liverpool. Another would be leaving soon, in August-to US. That doubles my sadness. Well, I did took the effort to learn Chinese and communicate with others. That tripples my sadness and I felt pathetic. So now, I'm feeling hallow. I don't know why.
Just two days back, which falls on Sunday I took my handphone and started calling everyone on my phonebook list. But all are unreliable. Everyone's busy. Or they did not want to go out. A blow in my face. What are friends for? The only person I could rely on is Burn and Sus. Burn, hurry and come back. I'm dying of boredom and rotting staying at home.
That aside, it's sales now! SALES! I used to love sales because its sales! But this year, I've lost all my mood. I can't shop because there were way too many people. And the clothes, are all piled up. It's like not new anymore. Everyone might have tried on it already. Gross. It's not like I'm a high maintainance person, but I couldn't bare seeing all clothes jumble up. I feel gross. Owh, I've just remembered. During the days when I was so bored, I went to almost all shopping malls in KL. I walked all of Mid-Valley, One Utama (both new and old wing), The Curve, Times Square, Sunway Pyramid, and Subang Parade. Where have I missed out? Hmm..If you gonna say Sg. Wang, well I don't go there! I had this talk with Sus and Kamarul about shopping in Sg. Wang. You get to see all sort of people. Of course, those teens, the fashion victim is what I call, the "la-la" style labeled by Sus and Kamarul. Lolx. But listening to them, its so true. Funny how people dressed up for other to see. Especially those teens in mini-skirt with leggings! I protest and detest leggings. We do. And those think so called goth make-up on their faces, with those fancy boots they're wearing. And urghz. I can't continue. That's for gals. As for the guys, Kamarul make it sounds so funny. Those funky hair styles. With the flare jeans. And the so-called like "tai-ko" shirts. Gee. It's really a good laugh he made. He made a point. These people dressed up like as if they're gonna perform on stage. Padahal, only showing off on the streets. He said he himself performing on stage do not dress up like how they do. If you're wondering, he's the basis for DragonRed band. Don't ask me. I haven't heard of them before. Not like I know any Malaysian's band.
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