Purrs & Hisses

Al-fatihah

A final farewell I had to bid to a fellow lady futsaller last night.

Although my relationship with her can be best described as only "acquaintances," I can't help but feel a deep sense of loss. She was so full of life, so bubbly, so pretty, so young (she was only 25)... she had so much to look forward to. But I guess The Almighty loves her more and has greater plans for her.

Besides her parents and older brother, Arwah Nisha aka Mot was blessed to have had a loving husband, and an identical twin sister. Thinking about the nightmare that her family is going through, it just tears me up inside. I can’t even begin to imagine the pain they've had to endure over the past week… Ya Allah, please help them get through this tough time... I hope and pray that You will give them sufficient strength, Ya Allah...

TISHA,

We will mourn your dear sister's death, but will also smile at the memory of her life.

On behalf of Sports Barn Wildcatz, our deepest takziah to you and family.

Rest in peace, sweet Nisha. Al-fatihah.

Keeping the hopes alive, if you will

Here's one for those who are in love with love, but haunted by paranoia. Hey, nothing wrong with that. Me myself is also a lovefool, you know  ;p

If you want it, you can have it
But you've got to learn to reach out there and grab it

'Cause everybody wants some love
Shooting from the stars above
And though my heart will break
There's more that I could take
I could never get enough

If you need it, you should show it
'Cause you might play so monastic that you blow it

'Cause everybody wants some hope
Something they can barely know
And though my heart will break
There's more that I could take
I could never let it go

'Cause everybody wants a dream
Something they can barely see
And though my heart will break
There's more that I could take
I could never let it be

It's in the photograph
It's in the photograph
It's in the photograph of love

If you blew it, don't reject it
Just sit drawing up the plans and re-erect it

Hail Weezer!

Too

Too fast?

Too late!

Too good...

Who gave him the right

Who gave him the right
Who is this stranger
Who's inexorably taken over my thoughts, my nights

What if this is a mistake
What then, what pain
What would I do to survive another heartbreak

When will I comprehend
When will everything make sense
When did it start to happen

& Where will I land
Where will all these take me
Where will I be--happy valley or a dead end?

How can I be certain
How long this will last; but
How do I not give in to temptation?

Why oh why oh me oh my
Why am I so feeble
Why, quite a predicament, have I

Sweetie-pie-hunny-bunz ;)

One of my best friends, whom I've loved since 1993, just gave birth on Merdeka. Yay her! She's a tough chica, but the lurid details of her delivery are enough for me to say this to giving birth naturally: DAYMN!

Don't get me wrong, of course I want kids. I totally adore them. Besides, I reckon it'd be totally selfish of me to not spread my genes to the world  ;P  hehe.  And of course--despite the pain, agony and massive loss of blood (erk!)--I would also opt for natural delivery, insya Allah. But I is the SO SCARE so very very!

Nways, TO QATY: you're my best friend, my sister, my wife… I love you to bits and am so happy that you've found eternal happiness with your "new"--and now, "complete"--family. And TO HUFFY: I trust that you'll take good care of and treasure baby Nabil and my darling wife … Trust that you are blessed to have Qaty as your life partner, truly.

Since we're on the topic of best friends, I've just recently rekindled my friendship with Tasha, one of my closest mates from college. With that, I came to know her current best buddies, and I must say that they're a uniquely great bunch! You all are SOOO SEDAP, you knows, sir-rye-years-lee ;P

Y así, I can’t help but realise how rich I am... to have come across so many different characters in my life. While unfortunate fallouts occured with some along the way (painful as these may have been for me), I've realised that there's no point being fixated on these negativities when there are plenty of others who still love me as I am.

I lost a dear, dear pal not too long ago (al-fatihah), and the bitter lesson learnt from one of the greatest tragedies of my life is to never take your friends for granted. And always let them know how much you care. So here goes (bare with me and my mush skit la k? Fank you, hehe)…

EITA, FARA, FARRY, NINZ, QATY, RINI, TASHA
Though I see some of you more often than the others, please know that each and every one of you girls are always in my thoughts. You're my pillars of strength, comfort, sanity, and love. You’ve been there through the joy, pain, laughter, tears, sickness, naughtiness (hehe), etc etc... Words can never express how much I love and cherish all of you… please do accept this as my humble way of saying MUCHAS GRACIAS to my favourite bunch of bonitas--you're the bestest and most precious amigas ever, undoubtedly.

AZ, FARIS, IS, MAN, RIZ…
… aka THE NO-LIFE CREW! hehe ;P What can I say about you boys other than PSYCHOS, hah! Timakacih for being there for me, no matter what. Thanks for lending an ear and always willing to give me the darker gender's perspective of things. You’re all extraordinary individuals, and I'm so glad that God’s destined for our paths to meet.

WILDCATZ
My kick-ball señoritas! You're all simply the best teammates and friends anyone could ever wish for. So much talent, so full of energy, so very inspiring. I love, admire and salute all y’all. Thanks for putting up with me all this while.

SHASHA & JOJO
You two were the greatest housemates ever lah… Not to mention, the toughest--having to put up with my shrieking antics, never-ending singing, messiness, moodiness, etc is not an easy feat, congrats for surviving! hehe… Seriously, if it weren't for the both of you, think I would’ve gone bonkers all alone in Perth. Merci beaucoup (bro, pls do relay tis msg to ur sis ya...)

All of you will always always be in my heart, para siempre… Simply because you're all too special to be kept elsewhere. mmmwaX

Rendezvous

Spent some quality time with a long-time friend last nite. Haven't seen him for a while--kinda feel guilty for not being with him on his 28th a few Sundays ago--and so I really enjoyed this long-overdue rendezvous (don't get over-excited; this word just means "meeting" in French ;Þ funny how someone somehow tagged onto it a naughty implication when lifting it into the English language, hrmmm).

My history with this guy is too long and messy to be penned down. Our paths crossed waaaaaay back in 1991, so you can imagine how much story there is to him and I. Thing about this keko is, he can treat me as sweet as brown sugar at one moment, and as busuk as a certain other brown substance the next. But at the end of it all, I know that deep down inside, we're tight.

Makes me wonder… Why do people easily take for granted those who they've been close to for long? Why do people tend to throw hurtful things to those dearest to them? And for some, why do we readily take the abovementioned brown substance from people who claim to love us?

Mankind's masochistic heart--a curse? Or is it a blessing without which the world will be void of things such as care, patience, etc?