Completing (hurray!) your studies is one thing, packing your stuff and moving out is another totally different story. One of my least favorite things to do since I started traveling around is packing, especially in terms of toiletries. I don’t know why I find it a nuisance when it comes to arranging all the little bottles into the vanity bag. Perhaps it’s because there’s so many of them. There’s the cleanser, toner, moisturizer, make-up remover, shampoo, conditioner, hair treatment, body lotion, hair spray, spot serum, hair serum, hand sanitizer, sunblock lotion, nail polish, nail polish remover, eye gel, deodorant, massage oil, contact lens multi-purpose solution, toothbrush, toothpaste, face sponge, AND hair roller! Hmm…and I don’t think the list ends there. Don’t even think about cosmetics heehee! The whole packing debacle took nearly a week of my time, knowing that I like to take my own sweet time in deciding what goes to which suitcase, what should go straight to the bin, and what can be ‘passed down’ to the cleaners. Heck, I even offered some of my CDs to them!
Anyway, I had dear old Mum to thank as she decided to fly over and help me to ‘share’ the burden of bringing back all the stuff. She’d say to her friends, “Oh, I’m flying out to help my daughter as she’s moving out and I’m sure she’ll need my help.” My guess of her actual version was, ‘Yayy! Shopping malls here I come!!’ We stayed in the city for a couple of days doing nothing but shop, shop, shop. Initially, I was determined to stick to my to-buy list of working clothes. As it goes, I did buy some cloth materials for the tailor to make some nice pants and skirts out of them ‘cos I could never find the right size of pants for my ‘improportionate’ waist-down figure. Either the waistband is too high and makes me look like an ‘auntie’, or else it’s too wide for my waist. Unfortunately, I’ve also added a black shirt dress, a three-layered strapless flowing dress (for my cousin’s wedding next month!), a strapless blue floaty top, yet another sheer flowery minidress, yellow pointed heels, a little gold-studded bag, another brown satin evening clutch with beads, and three belly costumes to my shopping list! I just can’t resist the costumes (2 tops and one waist shimmy) ‘cos they’re so pretty and they’re at half price! One top (bikini-style) is black decorated with golden beads and sequins, and the other one is entirely gold-studded heehee. The waist shimmy is gold in colour as well and the hanging coins add the lovely finishing touch. I haven’t worn them yet though, I’m still waiting for our upcoming performance which is yet to be scheduled!
Shopping apart, we also went to good ol’ Hard Rock café upon Mum’s persistent request. Did I tell you my mum’s the coolest? She brought me clubbing when I turned 17…seriously! But I doubt she’ll be able to stand the outrageous atmosphere of Zouk or Nouvo, that’s why HRC is her favorite place to stop by whenever we’re in the city. We went on a weekday whereby the crowd’s not so pack and the atmosphere was not heavily reeked of cigarette smoke. We had a nice meal of fried rice, steak, and lemonade and stayed on to watch the band which only performs at 11pm. The band, from the Philippines, wasn’t bad at all. There were two lead singers, and the guy was pretty cute in a boyish kind of way with his cap, blue fitting tee (Nice enough to show the manly curves hehe), and jeans. He’s a bit on the short side, but good enough for petite 5-feet frames like me! They sang my requested songs by rihanna and dashboard confessional, and someone asked for ‘beautiful girls’ but luckily they didn’t sing it! That song is so irritating and overplayed, don’t you think?! They also sang some old 90’s songs which are still a pleasant listen to your ears, like ‘nice & slow’ by usher. If you like steamy songs to get you into the groove but are sweet to listen as well, get usher’s earlier ‘my way’ (or is it? I’ve forgotten) album and there are some nice songs like ‘bedtime’ (very sweet song! Sing this to your girlfriend as a lullaby guys, hehe), ‘nice & slow’ etc.
ANYWAY…here’s the interesting bit!!! There was this waitress who’s really friendly who dutifully got our drinks, passed along my song requests to the band, and even gave us complimentary snacks to go with our drinks. I’ve forgotten her name, but she was from Penang and had been working there for 5 years (funny, I’ve never seen her around). During the final set of the band performance, one of the guitarists (who never sang in the previous sets) came up to the mic and crooned to a vaguely familiar song. I decided his vocals wasn’t bad at all when the friendly waitress suddenly materialized by my side and she said THIS into my ear, “See that guy singing? He’s dedicating this song to you!” I got all flustered (but trying to keep my cool) and I was like, “Really?! Are you sure?” The waitress practically jumped up and down gleefully and added that he’d like to know my name and perhaps get my number as well, commented that I’m cute AND whether I had a boyfriend! Gosh, and I was wondering how was he able to see me in this dark ambiance, and from the light-blinding stage no less! Mum remarked it was a pity that I didn’t get hit by the boyish lead singer ‘cos he’s cuter. I rolled my eyes. Mum’s always about good-looking guys with babyish faces, beautiful eyes, and gorgeous skin. Btw, I did some searching and found out that the song is ‘you and me’ by lifehouse. Very impressive to impress a girl. The lyrics go like this:
What day is it? And in what month?
In conclusion, I AM flattered, but not interested thank you very much hehe. However it’s definitely a nice feeling when someone dedicates a song for you and sings it personally. Before going back to hometown sweet hometown, we celebrated my aunt’s first baby (I called him baby Ryan) baptism day at PJ. He’s only 3 months old, but looks unbelievably like a 6-month old baby and we projected that he’ll be a 6-footer in the future, just like his daddy =) Height aside, he’s also one of the most well-behaved babies I’ve ever known (he should be no. 1 best baby in the world)! He doesn’t cry (even when he’s in the bath!), is not choosy when it comes to who’s carrying him, and even knows how to look straight at the camera for picture-taking! This is one intelligent tot. The small family plans to come to kk during Christmas…can’t wait to see baby Ryan again! I expect he’ll be able to crawl around on fours by that time. That’s where the trouble begins, ‘cos he’ll want to go everywhere and all over the place, as long it’s anywhere!
And now, I’m back in ol’ good kampung taking a nice, long break. Currently I’m just doing some house chores, helping Mum with errands, going for belly classes, and learning to cook up some new recipes every week! I think it’s really exciting to prepare the ingredients (all those chopping, slicing and pounding!) and to create a tasty home-made dish which is way much cheaper than those served in shops. So far, I’ve done soups, curries, and stir-fried fish with sauces. It’s not exactly fine dining, but at least it’s edible and Mum being my critic, commented I’m doing ok but needs more practice! We’ve got loads of cookbooks at home ranging from Malaysian, Australian, Japanese, Chinese, Philippines, to even Mongolian! For now I’m just concentrating on simple Malaysian dishes and hopefully I’ll be serving my own dishes to actual guests in the future! My current ‘food-testers’ are just Mum and my cousin hehe. Cooking aside, Mum’s giving me language ‘lessons’ which we young generation are shamefully not knowledgeable in. Yup, we can’t even speak our own mother tongue – the Kadazan language. I’m not saying all of us, but perhaps there’s 70% of the young Kadazan generation who are not fluent in the language. If you’re not up for tuition classes, just ask your parents to teach you through everyday conversation. It’s much faster to catch up and master the language in that way. I’m just in the beginning stage, whenever Mum’s says something in Kadazan, I’ll just reply with an ‘Oh’, which means ‘yes’. So it’s Mum going yada yada yada, and I’m like ‘yes,yes,yes!’ hehe. Well, at least, I’m learning, isn’t it? *winks*
Talking about us young generation, we’re (my group) having an official launch of our youth club soon and we call ourselves the Komulakans (basically means youth). It’s specially catered for the KDMs but other races are welcomed to join as well. Hopefully this club will get lots of support from you guys out there. More info on this in my next entry!
Meanwhile, I’ve just learnt a new sentence, ‘houson zou’, which means ‘I’m hungry’. It’s a really useful phrase ‘cos of its flexibility. You can use it when you’re hungry (for food), and you can use it when you’re ‘hungry’ for some hugging and smooching sessions, and other possibilities as well hehe!