hi ying

baru lepas masak bubur jagung..
going to lizz's house in a bit.. bawak some for them, as planned earlier..
berbudi bahasa la ni..
just a token, going to lepak there since i cannot do any studying in my own room.. no matter how big it is..how comfortable, convenient and cool.. i can easily get bored..
so..thought going to their house would be a good idea.. lizz will be very busy with her thesis.. kak ros n kak yus.. should be occupied with their own stuff..more like.. a library with a friendlier environment..

woke up late today..did wake up at 7...but shut the alarm clock n happily continue my slumber.. selambe..
woke up again at 1pm.. how's that, solid 12 hours of sleep..
currently feeling realy guilty..but not enough to set me on my studying moodlah..
went to coles, paid my bills (finally!)
did my laundry.. kemas my bilik..
see..everything in perfect order dah.. and i'm here preparing for my escapism to lizz's

tensionnya..
read everybody else's journal.. stories about sahur..bukak puasa...
even jazmi pun cerita about how they plan to cook for sahur.. ayam masak merah la.. sawi ikan masinla... and they call that sahur..(?!)
and i'm stuck here.. having subway for my lunch..not that i'm complaining..(yelah tu) but.. where's ramadhan for me??
yesterday, non n along keluar masak.. but masing2 with masing2's food.. and silence..
guess that's the price u've to pay for choosing to stay in 'selfish' (term applied by someone) boarding house like this..
oh well.. at least i can plan my own diet for this puasa month..
and macamla all these while we were terawkhing ramai2...
er..one thing about this fasting month.. wat happen to my bahasa??

i wonder how is is at home this year..
Yeh must be having tough time.. SPM lagi tu...
away from home..
when the school is almost empty..
i remembered those days..
at least it was not fasting month..
i dunno wat is it about terawikh.. really tears factorylah for me..
something about hearing Quran recital.. make me feel wanna be as close as possible to home..

last year i didnt manage to celebrate ramadhan with them but it didnt feel this bad..
maybe this year rasa mcm dok oversea kot..
with international housemates.. and malaysian housemates whom i see once in a .. while..
it feels lonely here..
teringat puasa at home..
the entree is almost like some ppl's main course..
then maghrib..where my bros would be pushing and shoving each other to amik air semayang.. no one wants to leave the table.. till papa give us 'the look'
if we're thoughtfull enough to take air semayang before berbuka.. we'll be the proudest person there... since we dont have to actually leave the table when the food baru je nak cecah perut..
before maghrib berjemaah was 'enforced' ..ehehe.. we would either race to perform the prayers first, individually.. or (more often than not) wait till everyone's done with maghrib..kira fight la ni.. sapa last.. but it's kind of hard to win when everyone is waiting for everyone else..
those were the days.. me n my bros..
after maghrib, we'll have the main course..
then.. dessert..
then tv..eheheh... not for long though.. since papa will announce the terawikh soon..
not until last few years.. tv is a definite no-no before 10pm during ramadhan..
those who received phone calls before 10 will also received those annoyed (and annoying) stare...
my bros will never let this opportunity.. siap mengeleng2 lagi masing.. like it's the biggest sin in lifelah..
it was never said nor written..but this rule is understood.. and i made my frens understand them too..ehehe

terawikh is another funfilled activitied between me n my bros..eheheh
either when we're terawikhing at home or at masjid..
at home.. they'll play this game.. sapa bangun paling lambat without kena marah dgn imam (after every salam)
they're kids then.. but woouldnt be surprised if they're still doing it..
then they'll play pukul2 cubit2 when papa dah angkat takbir..
the trick is to pukul a person then cepat2 angkat takbir so that he cannot balas..
even mama cannot say anything to this... watching from saf belakang, she would always say.. bila la nak besar budak2 ni..

terawikh at masjid means exchanging notes..
they would eye on girls and watch her every move.. and note when she misses her terawikh...
and when they see potential guys..they'll report to me..
cool or wat...
but of course they be ' takleh la kak ying..dia ni tak pernah miss terawikh..baik sgt utk kak ying..'
OUCHH!!
same thing occurs at pasar ramadhan..
the best thing is come end of puasa month..
when we are each allocated sum of money to buy baju.. masing2 mula la..
and like it or not.. i'll automatically be their image consultant..

aahhh..miss them so much!!
so damn bloody much..
shall write to farez later.. his exam is.. ..errkk...tomorrow!!!
shit.. i havent any credit.. mcm mana nak call.. arghhh...kan.. miss sgt..then tak ingat pun..haiyaa..kakyingkakying..

eh.. gtg la..
bubur jagung tu dah nak sejuk..
better go now..
ok ying..
u take care

ta!