my adventures part 1

ts been a while since i jammed on my guitar. kinda miss that. haha. having a headache right now, so im kinda cranky.

i've been really busy for a few days and today i finally take things easy. on sunday, supposed to go for hari raya visiting. but the whole day was badly planned. VERY badly planned. my parents totally ignored the fact that i had practice at IMH in the evening so they wanted to go to church then. i had to remind them the night before over and over again, when we were in kampung. (two dinners..one after another!! came back so late at night again...waaay past midnite) next morning, thanks to lack of sleep, i got sick...and we went to church late. after church, we were supposed to go visiting, after the first house, my mum's car nearly broke down so we decided to go back. normally, i would be really glum bout this, but i felt happy, almost thankful that we were heading home. mind u, i was sick. had to load on the med so that i wouldnt be so sick when i go for practice. that was day one.

day two - today we started our real visiting. went with my mum again. as usual, my dad would go with his friends and the visits are mostly done in the name of politics, social resposibility and business. so yeah..went with my mum and all her colleagues. i felt weird cos i was going with teachers. and visiting teachers. and talking bout teacher stuff. ah hell, what am i saying it wasnt that bad...just that its not the kind of thing i would like to do. after that, we (mum, sis and me...and dad if he was free) were supposed to stop at diyana's place. the shitty thing was, everybody was reluctant to go. and i felt like blowing up!!! its not like i wanted to visit my mum's friends...i just did it because it was the proper thing to do and it wouldnt hurt anyway. so why cant they come with me to my frens house?? its just ONE house not a dozen. sheesh!!

hold on, my sis is banging away the plates and bowls in the kitchen cos no one is helping her clear up. hell, she doenst help me ALL the time either so im leaving her alone.

back to the subject, we eventually went to diyana's house but my sis didnt want to go. whatever. i went there and found out that my dad knows diyana's dad. my dad knows a lot of ppl so i wasnt that suprised. anyway, the form 2 'kids' were there and stuff...talked with diyana's cute lil sis. played her guitar. she told me stuff. talked some more. ate. drank. went back. and i almost forgot that i was in a fowl mood earlier. friends always manage to brighten my day effortlessly.

day three - supposed to have sectional but never happened. wanted to rest. i did almost nothing. good!!

day four - had sectional. whoa. klavier konzert is hard!! and it has lotsa names too. crazy lah!! practised and practised but unfortunately diyana and haziqah couldnt come. supposed to visit haziqah's house but i couldnt. now, that pissed me off a bit. my mum almost didnt fetch me. she thought haziqah went for sectional and later bring me to her house. so my mum fetched me late. actually, we still had time to go visiting to her house but that didnt register with my mum and her hastiness. damn! so i was pretty gloomy bout that. we had lunch and then went straight to emily's house for the form 3 meeting. thank god for that. we had cheesecake, i played emily's guitar, talked bout telematch, talked bout band camp, watching spanish telenovelas, talking bout more band, look at the sky...it was nice and i felt better after that. then my mum brought me back and told me that we would be going back to kampung cos someone passed away. i wanted to faint. not cos of who passed ( i still dont know who it was ) but because i was so burnt out and i havent had a good rest at home since 7 am and it was like, 6 or 7 pm that time. i sat down for a while and then my mum told me that we were gonna go. slept in the car but didnt get the rest i wanted cos i was thinking too much bout so many things. reached the kampung, prayed, ate, drank, went to my uncle's place and visited my grandpa, talked with my two aunties and played with my lil cuzzie. i like being with close family members and when we were talking supper at the dinner table and talking and drinking and laughing...somewhere in between all that...i felt refreshed and managed to get myself from being so gloomy. still damn tired though

*to be continued*