3 freaking days!!
There won't be enough time to stuff myself with the Grandmaster's rendang before franticly trying to memorize the tons of notes i would have accumulated by then. Its a blasphemy!! an unforgiveable insult to all sober, right thinking members of society who dearly love Hari Raya. Only problem is, everyone is too busy enjoying the uncalled for semester break to worry for more important things like rendangs and study week. Its all them pigs fault, yes, blame them pink and snouted pets of the majority of the world population for all this mess.
On the other hand, in the daze of the launch night not too long ago, i have inadvertently said yes to a proposition that requires me to read in front of public (more like a bunch of artsy-fartsy hardcore Opposition supporters) at Seksan last saturday and read in front of a crowd i did though, i could have done better than what i did that evening. It washowever, a good way to get to know the literati crowd which to some extent did make me feel slightly out of place with all the person i only know by name and the dizzying mix of personalities present there. I may be already out of the cave and trading but mingling around, is just not my cup of tea, yet.
The missus who was present at the occasion remarked, "i never knew you've got an accent" I didn't realize it meself, must have picked it up from all those Tamil lecturers and teachers. Sharon Bakar who got it all together praised my rather feeble attempt at trying to read out parts of my essay to the already restless crowd(i was the last person to read) but one thing she said got stuck that soft spot in my noggin. I'm still trying work it whether its a compliment or whether its a polite way to say that the essay is a tad too draggy.
Right. Perhaps i should lose the accent
Sorry the blog is not as well kept as it was before, i'm too lazy to sit in front of the pc clicking the refresh button repeatedly while my curses to Screamyx and Maxis becomes a backgournd muzak. It does things to your head.