While we're at it..

I do have a few more things to write.

If you go through the this blog's history, and believe me I'm not trying to lure you to click on every title for the sake of pageviews, you will notice I never wrote a post in BM. There are some Malay words or phrases every now and then, but never a complete post in my mother tongue. Why's that? Have I lupa daratan? Have I been too deep in the anatomy of the Western culture that I can't find the heart to speak of Bahasa Malaysia?

Maybe. I do watch a lot English-language TV series and I only write in English on Facebook or Twitter because I want to seem superior and intelligent especially when trying to win an argument.

So I think I'm gonna write some posts in BM next time, but I gotta think of a good topic. I don't want to prostitute this beautiful language to curses and foul words. Maybe write a poem? Ha ha ha. 

ps : just knew I could put in smileys.

pss : what's that? Spongebob?

Back from the dead

I just don't know how to untangle the thoughts in my head and put them all into my fingers.

A month after my motorbike incident, the wounds have fully recovered. God only knows how much I wanted to peel off the scabs on my elbows and right knee and when I was pretty sure the wounds had at least dried, I did so with an indescribable satisfaction. I even lined up the scabs on the computer desk and gleamed at those filth like shining diamonds that they were. Disgusting, yeah. For everyone else.

However, the pain in my right knee is still coming on and off. I don't know what is the real problem and unless it's too painful, I may never go the clinic and get it checked out. That's ok, it's not that I can't walk or anything. The only thing disturbing me is the timing of the pain come visiting. It can be when I stand, when I just get up or when I sleep, which is why it annoys.

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Our class WhatsApp group has been abuzz again these past few weeks, with a few more guys added to the club. A huge distraction to my work with all the funny stuff cropping up every minute especially those involving memories from school when we were stupid and innocent and skinny. The other day, someone posted pictures from our farewell dinner and boy was I shocked. I was so lean. Save the trademark chubby cheeks, I was essentially skins and bones! If you ever see my current physique, you'll know why it's funny, as the boys found out hence making me the butt of the jokes for a whole day.

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It's end-2014 and blogging is still a pain in the rear for iPad users. How come, Google? The last blogger app was a break but you can do much, much better. I don't want to go on blabbering with the details but Google as a supposedly tech God should know better. I need a decent Blogger iPad app because I prefer to write from the iPad since it's more private and discrete. My computer desk is in the living room - it's a shared house - so people can see whatever the stuff I'm doing on my laptop. So far, I've not whiffed a single hint of this blog's existence to anyone I know, and I would like for it to stay that way, for reasons. It doesn't help if someone walks in the living room and sneaks upon me typing on the Blogger scratchpad. Not only I'd have to kill the the poor sneaking fella, I'd also need to rename the blogspot to something else and I'm not gonna have some more sleepless nights thinking of a 'hip' name.

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Just in case I'm not back by the 31st, Happy New Year!

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