The Voices in My Heart

Like finally! i’m now in my sister’s room, using her pretty damn lousy compaq armada, and yes! i have finally met her after a WHOLE year (and a few months)! many people were sactually quite surprised to know that i was travelling alone, coz i have only went in the plane with company till now… let me tell u how it’s like.

Bidding farewell and walking into the Gates of the unknown
when the time came, i finally bid farewell to my parentsw, younger sis and uncle’s family who were at the airport and walked pass the guards to check in. then i queued up to check in, all were going good. after that, i am supposed to find the Gate that im s’posed to go to, and fortunately, it was so easy to find my way that even a 2 yr old can do it. then, over there my bags were scanned and me too. when i left everything on the tray and passed through the scanner, i thought i can come out w/o any beep, but my thoughts failed me. the beep went off! Blah.
I was asked if i had a hp with me and alas! i took out my hp and walked thru that scanner again, and then it reveled me a free woman. then it was a 30-minute wait in the waiting area  to board the flight!

The 7 hour Flight
The announcement came for us to board the flight. see, when i go with my mum, i don’t really care where im going and walk blindl behind her. now that im alone, i had to observe everything carefully. so, i just followed the crowd and headed in. found my seat and sat, buckled up and was ready. there was a family of 3 sitting beside me, the mum right next to me. a bald young man in front of me and a big woman on the other side of the aisle ( mine was an aisle seat). they all speak this weird language that i know was nothing i have heard before. fine, i just have to mind my own business. got it. the flight was fine, food was great but the shows were BORING with a capital everything! they were over the hedge, the inside man and Thank U For Smoking. WHAT?!!!! What happened to lake house! I WANTED TO WATCH THAT!!!! DAMN. then i ended up watch comedy central which had "Everybody Loves Raymond" followed by "Everybody Hates Chris". So much for originality.

Australian Touch Down
Just an hour before the plane lands, the stewardesses would go around giving a slip for us to fill up. this is for sme kinda security measures in the country. when given the paper, everybody were going around discuaaing what to fill in. that’s when i realised that all these pple around me are somewhat linked to each other. o….k…. i also found out, the family sitting beside me and the bald guy were greek (nowhere near Greek god looking) the big woman on the other side of the aisle was turkish and the men behind me were arabic. hmmm… Gulf Air. Fine.So even if they were saying i stink, i wouldn’t know. How cool is that. errt… When the plane touched down, the whole plane burst into cheers! i didn’t know we were s’posed to clap and jump on our seats!so i just sat there and gave a weak smile to the woman sitting beside me, only to see her ignore it totally.

Checking out
when i left the plane, i had to walk a long long route into the baggage claim area. i tell u, it’s good i wore sports shoes. so, my passport was checked, the slip was checked and i went on to collect my luggage, just a small bag. i just stoodd there for 1 minute and i saw a black bag with a pathetic red bow tied on it. yes, it was mine. i took it, hoping that it’s REALLY mine (i didn’t realise that my name would be written on the tag they stick) and walked on. I had to pass thru a few more checks and finally i was out! there were sooo many pple standing around, i couldn’t even find my uncle and aunty-in-law. then my aunty-in-law shouted my name and i did a swift turn. A turn that if captured in slo-mo, would look like a bollywood action movie turn. I saw them and was all smiles.. I’ve MADE IT!!!!!! YES!!!! ALONE!!! YES! YES! YES! then when we stepped out of the airport.. the weather was colder than in the airport. damn it was 15degrees!but i was fine, it’s tolerable. i got into my unc’s care and we were off to his house. on the roads, i saw this car which had a licence plate that says "PAN JAB". there were to Sikh men in the car. yeah…. customised plates.

The House
I was only to stay in my unc’s house for that night and the next day, to my other unc’s apt, where my sis is. I was made comfortable by my cousins who are all taller than me……………….. even the younger ones, 5vyears younger than me. ok… nevermind. i slept nicely with the heater on. the next mornig was colder than that night! i woke up and was gritting my teeth… probably 13 deg or smth. the bath was a terrible one. WHO WOULD WANNA BATHE OR EVEN DIP A FINGER IN WATER IN THIS KINDA COLD WEATHER?? had a wishy washy shower, stepped out only to find out that none of them are awake, only my unc. o….k…. anyway, i had a gd breakfast and then when my cousins were finlly awake and done, we headed to their granny’s house, just a few streets away. it was a nice walk… we passed my liverpool St or smth like that… something valley… Orchard rd…… yeah, ORCHARD RD. only that this orchard road was really JUST a road. We were so welcomed at Granny’s and spent good tiem there and then headed back. once we were back, we headed to the other unc’s apartment.  and now! i’m HERE!!!! another 12 more days to go…  am i having fun? I will soon.. i hope…. hee My sis is now at U, and will only be back in the evening. Till then, i wld have to find something around the house to kill time…

*Updates like this one don’t usually happen at this site, but due to whatever circumstances, it has.

Buzzing off…
~faNa

YES!!! 2 more weeks and then im off! no more attachment! though it’s something to be happy about, i know i’ll really miss this place i have been working in for 3 months. the people are sooo extra nice and there’s no such thing as office politics, nor lab politics. I do the same stuff everyday…. HPLC, key in sequences, giant PAGE and stuff.. but i was never once bored.except for the times i spent with nothing to do. that was boring. you can ask those who were attached to the same place, they’ll tell u i was never bored nor complained abt something. it’s a nice place…

now about the weekend… there r so many things happening this weekend. flea market at youth park, library book fair at expo, fireworks thAng and where im going? nowhere. damn. yet another weekend to waste. no i really look foward to going out with my buds.. BUT they r so busy with deadlines or something else. it’s boring enough to spend national day at home u know. i didn’t even step out of the house, now, a boring weekend… hmmmm

nevermind! i’ll be off to OZ in 2 weeks! bleH!

Buzzing off…
faNa~

And then I come back yakking about the same topic with a Part 2. that’s so typical of me… i never have enough said.

This happened quite long ago… i was talking to my friends and the topic about virginity popped out. so we ended up talking about how many people are so open to pre-marital sex. then my friend (a guy) said, (as quoted) " i have lost the hope of finding a virgin wife!!"

As always, i got agitated and i very quickly said "Eh, hello, we (as in, my another female friend and I) have lost the hope of finding a virgin husband too".

The reason for me getting agitated:
How do u think girls lose their virginity? Come on man! if a guy has sex, hasn’t he lost it too?! why in the good world was he talking as if only girls can lose it and guys can’t? too bad guys cannot get pregnant. sheer stupidity on the male side.

You guys out there, don’t come to me and talk as if females are the only ones in the wrong! both parties are equally stupid, shallow and desperate.

"I have lost the hope of finding a virgin wife"
SLAP UR FACE THEN U KNOW!!!!!

Buzzing off…
faNa~

For this past 2.5 months, i have been very updated on issues surrounding us, thanks to the daily Straits Times provided by our one and only Annuar. OK, work is more relaxed. for a few hours, there’ll be a lot of work, then after it’s done, there’ll be none. what can we expect from labs right… ok, back to where i was. i have been very updated on the issues surrounding us. recently, i read a few articles about how  the singaporean Malay-Muslim community is having a lot of problems from teen pregnancies, abortions and stuff and the govt. is gonna take steps to reduce it.

buzzing off…
faNa~

*To Family who are reading this article, please don’t be offended by my direct approach.

Don’t point your finger at someone’s wrongdoings if you do the same yourself. coz that’s what makes a hypocrite. See how simply this term can be defined? But i still wonder why many people find it hard to understand.

By the way, in Islam, hypocrites are a group of people most detested by Allah - tell this to everyone you know and your parents too. This is one main reason i don’t judge anyone, coz it wouldn’t take long for someone to do the same to me.

Just remember to watch what you say and do. you might just be digging your own path to Jahannam.

buzzing off…
faNa~

When i have so much time in my hands, i don’t go (window) shopping or hang out with friends like many girls do. For some reason, i just like to sit quietly on my bed and think. I have no idea what i think about, you know, those kinda spilt second, random thoughts. But sometimes, after a long and quiet moment, tears would just stream down my cheeks as if God has decided to unleash the Niagra on my face.

From young i have always told myself to anticipate the worst, but hope for the best. if you hadn’t noticed, this quote usually comes with the clauses switched about "but". I ain’t pessimistic neither am i optimistic. I feel that almost always, it pays to be as realistic as one can be. But this got me thinking: how can one actually THINK until she burst into a full hour of tears? I usually end up waking up looking like Garfield  the next morning and covering my swollen eyes with thick thick eyeliner.

I have always been this happy, witty, chatty, bully friend to many. though i do turn sore and pissed around them sometimes, many usually see me as i said earlier. But do i really have so much sorrow in me that i cry myself to sleep on occasional nights? Or are my thoughts too invigorating? Do i  stick to the "anticipate the worst" part of the quote too much? What’s weird is that i don’t even know i feel so much that i can cry for a full hour at one go.

Oh well, i never fail to amuse myself…

buzzing off…
faNa~