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Sunday, January 6, 2002
10:29 p.m. Eastern Standard Time

Today, Kak Mi went back to Malaysia. There's only Mommy and me left in the apartment.

But before that, Kak Mi and I went to Barnes & Noble, the bookstore. I had intended to go there to buy a romance novel, but I got distracted by a book I say, Price of Honor: Muslim Women Lift the Veil of Silence on the Islamic World by Jan Goodwin. I started reading the first few pages, and found it properly filled with facts, not prejudiced condemnation of Muslims. So I decided to purchase it, plus a romance novel.

Then, on the way home, Kak Mi had to tempt me with her book, Pendragon by Catherine Coulter. I started reading it, and read it all the way to the airport, but Kak Mi insisted on taking it back with her, and I didn't finish the book, the miserable, evil Kak Mi, whom I no longer like now.

After that, my mother went on the Internet, and made me do all sorts of chores, from doing the laundry to making her tea, and wouldn't pay a bit of attention to me. I was seriously neglected for about a whole hour. I've been completely mentally damaged by such treatment by my mother. I really have been.

She finally let me go online, and then gave me turkey pie, so all that mental damage got reversed because my Mommy is the best Mommy in the world, except that she put anchovies in the fried rice, which sucks, because the two things I hate most are bean sprouts and anchovies.

Now, I wanna complain about the emptiness of my e-mail inbox. No one's writing to me. It's not very nice to ignore me completely. Well, admittedly I haven't been paying much attention to anybody else, but still I think that people should write e-mails to me, but nobody does, and I'm neglected, and when I see anybody I know next I'm going to pounce on them and rant in their ears! So hope you're not the next person I see!

Saturday, January 5, 2002
10:42 p.m. Eastern Standard Time

My little sister is a wonderful person. My little sister is an amazing person. My little sister is a genius. My little sister is all that is gentle and kind.

My little sister got Mommy to buy me thick fat knee-length socks to keep me warm in winter!

Yes. Mom, Dorah, and Kak Mi went off to Woodbury Common Outlet Mall for shopping. I stayed home and lolled about indoors.

Talked to Tariq on ICQ. It's so good to be able to have a conversation with him again. Also talked to Yu San. Haven't talked to anyone back in Malaysia for so long.

Abang Amri came to dinner. He was in the neighbourhood and just showed up. He's funny. I like him.

But I like my socks better.

Friday, January 4, 2002
09:37 p.m. Eastern Standard Time

I got a migraine. I got nauseous.

I got into a car. I got nauseous.

So I'm really nauseous.

Mommy says I have to go to bed.

I told her "I'm nauseous, not sick."

But Mommy doesn't care. So I have to go to bed.
Night-night.

Friday, January 4, 2002
12:28 a.m. Eastern Standard Time

Today, I was rudely awakened by the evil Kak Mi to go see the bloody Ground Zero. It was very boring and not bloody at all. Well, okay, it wasn't very boring, but it wasn't all that fascinating either. The viewing platform didn't give much of an angle for photographs. Very disappointing.

After that we went to New York Stocking Exchange. Not to be mistaken for New York Stock Exchange. The Stock Exchange sells shares of listed companies. The Stocking Exchange sells underwear.

I bought hipster tights and these things called Braza, that are like stickers on your breasts to give some extra support when you're wearing something strapless and backless. Don't ask me to buy them for you unless you're wealthy. They're three for US$8.00 and must be disposed after one use.

After that, Kak Mi and I ate pizza, then walked through Chinatown and Little Italy. Then we went to Macy's to meet Kak Mi's friend, but we were early, so we went to H&M first.

I bought a leather choker and two tops on sale. The checkout line was long, so we were nearly late for the meeting with Kak Mi's friend. We had to climb all the way up to the 8th floor. You don't want to take the elevators when you're late. They're slower than a turtle trying to cross a street.

After that, we went back home, but we got a little lost, and we did loads of running around in circles. We also did a toilet stop in Manhattan Mall. Let me tell you to avoid the restrooms of Manhattan Mall, okay? Then we figured out that the most direct subway line home was the F train, because they've changed the routes around and the F train now stops at 63rd and Lex. It was cool. :)

We barely got home when Mom dragged us all out to go Eid-visiting some Malaysian family midtown. Good food, and Men in Black was playing, so I happily watched.

Finally got home. Let's say I'm exhausted.

Wednesday, January 2, 2002
10:50 p.m. Eastern Standard Time

I seriously spent all day in bed today.

Not sleeping, but reading and eating and stuff. All day. It was just great, if unproductive.

Dad made me get out at around six in the afternoon, so I moved to the couch. Not much difference. After dinner, I went online and replied to the piles of e-mails I got. I like e-mails. Very happy to have e-mails.

Then Mom told me to get off because she wanted the Internet, and out of no where she starts scolding me for keeping her awake at night for all my blogging and stuff. I'm like Wha--?? because this has seriously coming out of no where.

There was no like sit-down and telling me: "Hani, you're interrupting my sleep and I would appreciate it if you would blog earlier in the day so I can sleep" or any other form of negotiation! There was none at all. Sure, she grumbled at night, but those were just grumbles, you know. I thought they were just those mutters we always make at each other that don't mean much. She could have told earlier how much it was bothering her without all that snapping out of no where.

I'm not all that unreasonable and uncaring. I'm just a bit absent-minded. I don't notice things. I need to be told, you know? I can deal with it when people come up to me and say, "Hani, I don't like this and this and this. Do you think we can come to an arrangement that will suit both of us?" Then we could negotiate like civilized people.

Hmm. I think I work better with a schedule. If someone told me, "Every Sunday, you have to do this and this and this" and I agreed to it, I'd keep it up. I'd keep it up better than if someone said "Do this and this and this on regular basis." Then again, I'm supposed to be an adult, and I should be able to set that for myself. I think I should set myself a schedule. I'd be a bit more productive, if I had a schedule.

Well, I'll dwell on it for a bit and probably not do anything about it at all... It's much too easy to keep to inadequate status quo than to change things for the better. I'll work on proactivity later, okay?

Maybe.

Wednesday, January 2, 2002
12:00 a.m. Eastern Standard Time

I only went to sleep around six o'clock.

I got rudely awakened very early in the morning, to eat brunch, of all things. The family went off to send the brat back to Princeton. I went right back to sleep.

I didn't get back out of the bed until four in the afternoon. Ahh, delicious, undisturbed sleep.

I went online and spent hours surfing and sorting things out. Received e-mail from Fabian. Replied to Fabian. Received e-mail from Yu San. Replied to Yu San.

Then I went out to watch Monsters Inc. I was a little late. Missed a little bit of the beginning, but not by much. It was, as everybody told me, fantastic. Amazing and wonderful. I was very happy about it. I stayed right to the end of the credits.

I got out and bought myself a kosher hotdog, then when to Barnes & Noble at Union Square. Unfortunately, it was closed, to the surprise and sadness of many, many people. So I treated myself to a McDonald's Filet-O-Fish and went home.

I came home and found another e-mail from Fabian. I replied to that one. There was also an e-mail from Lilian. I wrote back to make sure I had told her that I was going to London in about two weeks time.

Then the family had dinner. Turkey pie, which was delicious. Unfortunately, I had already eatened, and couldn't eat much of it. Sigh.

That's all for today, folks. I thought about copying Fabian and reflect on my past year, but I've decided that my past year is just where it should be, in the past. I'm grateful for all the good things that have happened to me and for all the lessons I learnt. I'm looking forward to more good things, and more challenges and adventures.

Yay, New Year!

Tuesday, January 1, 2002
03:39 a.m. Eastern Standard Time

Happy New Year everyone!

I fasted today. I woke up as late as I could. Well sort of two in the afternoon. I had to wake up then, because we went to visit Uncle Bahar. He had a heart attack a few days ago, so we went to make sure he was okay.

He looked healthier than he did during Eid, when he had the flu. Apparently, he's so healthy, the doctors weren't sure that he had a heart attack. Apparently, it's hereditary, which sucks, because Uncle Bahar is so fit and healthy it's disgusting.

After that, I followed Kak Mi and Dorah to Bloomingdale's, where Dorah purchased some Clinique stuff, then trundled home. Kak Mi and I went to Barnes & Noble.

Kak Mi bought me my iftar at the Barnes & Noble cafe. I happily broke fast on a turkey fontina sandwich. We got kicked out at six, sadly, because of the New Year's.

We got home and Dorah pestered me to put on her make-up. It was a work of art. I made her gorgeous. Under my artistry, her eyes became huge and heart-rending, and her cheekbones turned delicate and thoroughly kissable. I am awesome.

After that, I squeezed in a little make-up of my own, and poured myself into my new red corset that I bought from H&M my first week in New York.

When I arrived at Jamiri's, Ashwini, Stina and Su-Queen were already there, watching TV, of all things. Sheesh. We ate junk food and watched When Harry Met Sally. We also had a sort-of dinner.

Of course New Year's came along, and we counted along with the TV as we watched the ball being dropped at Times Square. After that, we followed a tradition of Jamiri's. We went outside for a few minutes, holding a shopping bag, and a few bucks, to promote traveling and money for the next year.

We toasted the New Year with alcohol-free apple cider. Then we settled into a game of poker. We didn't use real money. Jamiri had these piles of coin wrappers, all ready-marked to wrap nickels, dimes and quarters.

Janel played like she should be in Gamblers Anonymous. She bluffed very often. I strangely could sense when she was bluffing though, most of the time. She unfortunately lost big time. Jamiri hoarded all the quarters she got, and never put them back into the game if she could help it. Stina played so conservative at first, she surprised everyone when she bet a huge amount of money on a bluff.

I got beatened by Su-Queen twice. Once by a bluff! I folded with two pairs, when she only had one pair!! It was a huge stake too. Evil person. I wanted to sit on her until she gave me my money back. The other time, she bit my straight with a flush. Bah. At one time, I was one card short of a royal straight flush, too

In the end, Ashwini won by raking in nearly all of Stina's money, with the help of a loan from Janel, who was already owing an amount of three dollars to various people.

It was great fun. At three, we all left. Janel took her own cab across town. Stina, Su-Queen, Ashwini and I shared a cab, all the way down 2nd Avenue. I came home and disturbed the parents' sleep, then settled her to blog.

Feel good, but that could just be caffeine....

I really should stay away from it....

Hello!
Name - HANI Selamat
Gender
- Completely female.
Birth date
- Mid-Capricorn 1981.
Occupation
- Student acquiring a Bachelor of Commerce in Marketing.
Loves of my life - Me, Myself and I. Plus Tariq.
Living Arrangements - An apartment in the city of Kuala Lumpur and a house in the suburbs of Petaling Jaya.
Latest News - Back in New York, celebrating the New Year!

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by HANI Selamat

My nose is falling off
I can feel it
I can nearly see it
My nose is coming off

Don't tell me otherwise
Such words are all lies
My nose is falling off

My nose hasn't fallen yet
I've been waiting and waiting
It's still there just hanging
My nose hasn't come off yet

I couldn't wait
It got too late
So I cut my own nose off

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