Selamat Hari Kemerdekaan Malaysia yang ke-52

Selamat la hendaknya.

Aku tak merdeka. Merdeka Day aku on call.

Updates? Nanti lah. Takde apa nak cerita. Hari-hari bangun, gi kerja, buat kerja, balik kerja, tido. And makan bila-bila teringat nak makan. Nak update apa sangat lah pun.

H1N1 sucks by the way. And the condition is only gonna get worse. The first wave is dying off, but many predict there will be a second coming. And it will hit harder.

Wash your hands, cover your mouth when you cough or sneeze and wear a 3-ply mask.

People say it's no more dangerous than the ordinary influenza virus, but say that to me again after you've worked in the isolation ward, with H1N1 positive patients standing right in front of you. Ketaq lutut beebbb. Aku pakai 3-ply mask 3 lapis, effectively making it a 9-ply mask.

Aku dah la ada co-morbidities. Asthmatic and obesity. Muaahaha. Habih la.

There's Just Something About Me and KFC

I'm online with the very first laptop I bought using my own money, and I'm using the free WiFi in KFC. There's just something about me and KFC.

More to come.

My Parents Came to See Me

Last weekend my parents came to see me.

They came with tok and my youngest brother.

They brought a lot of things. Toto mattress, fried peanuts and even durian.

Whoa man. Durian in Sandakan is such a luxury item. I gobled a few straight away. I didn't even bother to clean my mouth.

When people in Sandakan smell my durian breath, they know I mean business.

We had a lot of fun. Dinner on the day they arrived was in Pizza Hut.

Nice right?

Coming all the way here and had pizza as their first meal. Of course ikan bakar wasn't always available at 9PM.

We went to Sepilok to see the orangutans.

The pictures you see on the postcards are rip-offs. Those close ups are the works of huge camera lenses.

The truth is you can only look at the orangutan from far, and I mean very far.

The trip to the souvenir shop was actually more exciting.

It was a truly makan visit. We had lunch at Sim Sim Ikan Bakar twice.

Dinner was in Ocean King, a very famous restaurant in Sandakan made popular by a very famous Egyptian. Heheh.

Other than makan, we did what we normally do. Fart jokes, underwear jokes. Normal family stuff.

2-day trip was very short indeed. My heart was very heavy as I send them back to the airport.

I bid farewell to my family, stretching my neck high as they walk into the boarding gate, getting a good look and trying to catch every last glimpse of them.

As I walk back to the car, the cool night breeze agreed with my mood.

Turning on the engine, re-adjusting the air-con blower directing each one to me, I asked myself, "when will I adjust these blowers again for my parents?"

I turned on the radio, Coldplay was playing.

Fix You.

Damn you, Chris Martin.

I couldn't see the road driving back home.