It’s just the time of every trimester again – final exam. Been trying to slowly revising and biting some notes after I officially off from any form of work, be they brewing the best cup of cappuccino or going here and they and come back with stories.
As commonly said, it’s hard to get started. But once you do, you will most probably be fine after that. Sounds like what happens to my old car’s engine every time before it could go smoothly on the road… Heh
Time of burying my head to the notes and papers also means time for getting stuck in some good numbers whenever a breather is needed. Means? Well… the number will keep playing and playing and playing whenever I needed a time off from the books, or to go together along… And this time, I’m happy to announce, not one but two are in the list. And to top it up, managed to find them again somewhere from the net… Both of them were hits during the 80’s – the era when I was happily growing up.
Mood: Trying to focus
Music: Click more to find out…
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She has just finished covering an evening function in Jonker Street. After bidding bye-bye to the photographer, she began to walk to her car, which was parked at another street nearby.
Suddenly, she got a tempting smell of live-cook ‘yam coin’ (算盘子) from a stall few steps ahead on her way. With a smile appeared on her face, she decided to follow her instinct…
Her: 老板娘，算盘子大的一份，打包。[Lady boss, one big portion of yam coin, take away please.]
Lady boss: 好，马上来。[Sure, right away.]
While the packet of yam coin was done and almost on its way to be handed to her…
Her: 老板娘对不起，我不要了。[I'm sorry lady boss, I don't want already.]
Lady boss: …… (looking at her speechless with the “why???” look on her face)
Her: 我忘了带钱包出来。[I forgot to bring my purse.]
With the fastest possible speed ever, she walked off with her ‘bengang’ face… heading to her car again.
“Damn it! Malu siol…” her heart spoken.
Sigh sigh sigh… why must the forgetfulness stroke when she finally got a by-chance opportunity to taste a Hakka delicacy that she’s been talking about all the while, ever since her last time of trying the food which were made by her beloved father more than n years ago…? Why happened when the stall was still selling the dish at that kinda hour although it used to be already-finished- long-time-ago. Why la…?
And yes, the Hakka girl in the end drove home immediately after the incident, without a single cent, without her IC and driving license… and without any yam coin obviously…
Mood: Blank
Music: Heartbreaker, by Bee Gees
Babe sayng is coming back!
Yay!
And my eyes are still blinking… will probably talk more on this in the next post. I’ve been busy… aight? Heh!
Mood: Good
Music: By your side, by Sade
Sayng: Baby, sayang sakit. I had fever…
Me: Aww kesiannye… still work today?
Sayng: Ya la… worked. Feeling a bit dizzy here…
Me: Have you seen doctor? Got medicine?
Sayng: Yeah dah… and I’m going to have some rest after this…
Me: Hmm good. If feeling not well then don’t go for work la, just rest.
Sayng: Will see how then, I might get better… but now I feel pening… I want pao-pao, and kiss kiss…
Me: Ya la… Babe rest good okie I give you pao-pao and kiss kiss, and some light massage on your neck and shoulder yeah… then you will get well very soon…
Sayng: Mmmm… sedapnye sayang…
Me: Kate I manja… you lagi manja…
Sayng: I kan sakit… heh
What great sms or call could do to you…? It reminds me of something similar way back some time ago… and it’s still proven, that the power of technology is still standing tall in supplementing our expressions… no?
And again, a thousand miles away you can just offer anything… *_*
Mood: Light
Music: Always in my heart (soundtrack), by Los Indios Tabajaras
Oh my God… kiss me kiss me… I’ve just submitted the ever-torturing literature review aka journal summary for this Retail Management subject to my group leader. I am feeling so so so, I mean, real much more lighter compared to the few days back zombie-me. Basically it made me like a zombie was because no quotings were allowed in the writings, which meant everything had to be from my brain. So understanding the journals was a MUST. And I was responsible for two journals, one with 8 pages and another with 22…! But anyway, things ended, finally! Although there will still be further reports to be written for this subject and Sales Management subject soon, but I guess they won’t drag me down so much, as more time frame were given, and they’re more intellectual based with the help of journals – I can goreng my own stories and they’re not that much of restrictions.
Aight, put those academic thingy aside – and share my moments of carefree-ness for a while.
I finally found myself this two numbers from the Internet. It was like a fruitless search for the past twenty years… so rare and I guess not many people know them. Couldn’t even see them in P2P… I bummed into them when I was watching a HK drama series “Dreams of Colours” few years back. Immediately from then I started searching everywhere… Then when the series were showing in the local tv station few months back, arrhh I was even more ‘lustful’ to the songs… Till today, finally finally… I got them from a China website. So hidden, gotta rename the extension before saving… Announcing the two numbers, Twenty years by Bob Waters and Knock on my door by Rebecca Blaylock. Gosh… when you find the very thing that makes you deeply indulged and relaxed, it’s greater than any drugs on earth. (if you want them let me know… ha)
Few hours earlier I ran away again with Marcus as my laoya neighbour were simply distracting me from my work. I was still thinking where to head to while driving, as I wanted a place I can make myself comfortable. I finally settled down at Ka Fei Guan in Melaka Raya (behind main road near DiGi center). It used to be one of my favourite lepak place and I’ve not been there for a long long time. It was a good, feels like coming back to a familiar place after long wander. The two bosses were still friendly, the cafe interior was still nostalgic and cozy, the music played was still calming, the coffee smell was still identically indulging and the beverages were still… mmm nice! And being there alone is yet another beautiful encounter… Oh things are just so perfectly blended… Everything must have been so beautiful putting a big smile on my face when I leave – the boss gave me discounts for my two drinks, heh.
I’ve not had such a beautiful Saturday evening like this for a long time. Was used to be busy with work… and yeah I asked for not to work today – to give way to my writing of course. Sorta like ponteng kerja… heh ;-p
Mood: …greater than any drugs on earth
Music: Twenty years, by Bob Waters
