last weekend was prolly the most enthralling rollercoaster that i've ever ridden. it has worn me out emotionally, spiritually and physically. the first wedding was on sat, i worked at that wedding, it was messed up, cant a traditional malay wedding go on without a friggin karaoke machine, frak la! and that was prolly the last wedding i'm gonna work at, long story short, shit hit the ceiling fan and it wasnt pretty, see me in private for the play by play commentary..
the 2nd wedding i went to was on sunday, mums friend's daughter and what not la, tradition what to attend a wedding of some stranger in malaysia... anyhoots the crazy ass part was trying to find taman shamlin perkasa without a damn map, only instructions like
"its in cheras, go down the mrr2, see the eon and caltex then turn left" pandan indah is not cheras in my book, again long story short, roundabout dua kali masuk pastu u-turn baru betul.... i've been driving shedloads this weekend, night and day so i would like to take this oppotunity to tell those flers who drives a ride with xenon white light beam to please just go and die...
and as for the funeral, my grandpa passed away last friday, he went in his sleep, i called up an ambulance and they put me on hold, giler la... it was my 1st funeral procession, i saw each step like an 8mm film, slow, silent but yet filled with emotions, i cant say i didnt shed a few tears, my grandpa lived till he was 83, he was in my book as one of the king of sarcasm, at 83 the man's wit surpasses most of the people his age, he taught me that if you live and laugh, you live long...
al-fatihah.
