- Roberto Cavalli
What does that got to do with anything?
I don't even know. Hahahahaha.
When I was called and asked to go to Singapore (and of course that is not because I'm so great or anything, just that they need an extra to complete Swee... haha), I was like, yeah, okay, I'll go.
Two hours later I went, "Yeaaaaaaaaaa, I dun have a passport."
Called Swee and told her I may not be able to join her with no passepartou... and she went, "But it can finish in 2 hours la. Go get your passport."
And since dad kept having this "we're-still-going-to-Jakarta-no-matter-if-Pak-Estiko-is-still-alive-or-not", I guess why not. So to immigration I went.
Boy, note to oneself: ALWAYS snap new passport pic and not usin the old one.
My pictures were those that I took in 2007, the happy year. Which means the chubby face that upon entering the immigration computer and resized, CHUBBIERRRRRR, you would think I am a sibling of Roseanne Bar.
I have no qualms about looking chubby and all that. I'm just scared that if somehow I died in Singapore, people think I stole someone else's passport.
Then followed dad bookshopping. Bookshopping happens when dad just got his pensioner's money, and usually he'll go to Marwillis or Saba Islamic Media and bought Dr 'Aidh's book. I tried reading Dr Aidh's book but so far I got nothin. I must be dead inside or something.
I pau his money to buy me a book about Salahudin Al-Ayubi so the next time someone going "Who the hell is Salahudin Al-Ayubi?" I can just shove it to their face. I also bought Deedat's "What the BIBLE says about MUHAMMAD". RM3, dowh. So cheap with so many info. (IKLAN FREE untuk Saba'). And then he went habbatus sawda shopping.... I bought meself the kopi susu kambing because that's how I roll...... damn lame.
This stupidly slow Maxis Slothband is killin me. I got a business plan I can't write and a release letter I can't email. fyuuckered.
SATURDAY
Went to see the realtor and get the shoplot offer letter. Then off to Subang Jaya, meet Swee at Parade and then to Adam's house.
Both Swee and I just realised one thing during the ride when we were talking about my tadika project.
"Why are you interviewing me about this? You don't have a kid."
"No, I'm just curious, man. I only entered kindergarten for a week so I do not know how it actually functions."
"Why?"
"Dad said I cried too much and they just decided that kindergarten is not for me."
"Oh? I was never in a kindergarten too. Dad couldn't afford it." says I.
"Seriously? Wow, we're a team. Yeah, we don't need no kindergarten. Look at us, we turned out okay. We're even awesome than the others."
"Yeah, baby."
(then both doing the "awesome" dance).
Well, I thought I was the only kindergarten-less kid. Now I got gang already. Hah.
Saw Zim there. Been a long time since any of us saw Zim. Arile was there earlier and we left before knowin if Veron came or not. Saw lil Akid (who isn't so lil now). I thought we would be there for just an hour or two and yet end up borak sampai pukul 10malam. The commuter only comes at 11. Dang.
Saw Swee's phone punya wallpaper (the half-naked Rain) and went, "Seriously? This guy?" and she looked at me with that confused face and went, "Why the hell people kept saying that?" (sorry, babe. I'm a sucker for the Clint Eastwood-ey type, not Korean idols)
SUNDAY
Today the family have nasi tomato for lunch (Maria's leftover).
Internet is still celaka.