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Sunday, November 18, 2001
10:37 p.m. Kuala Lumpur Standard Time
Today, I ordered new contact lenses. They told me my astigmatism is too high for disposable contact lenses now. Bad, bad. Had to get permanents. I feel so.... committed.
Anyway, was going to pay the full amount on the spot with my credit card, but because I paid for my airline ticket with my credit card, and because the permanent contact lenses were of higher price than the disposables, my credit limit was exceeded and duly rejected. So I got them to charge a deposit to the credit card instead. Hopefully, Mom will have cleared my credit card by the time they call me and tell me my lenses are ready for picking up....
I exchanged my rental books once more. Had McDonald's again for meal. My eldest nephew insisted and watching me eat. Made me feel quite self-conscious, mind you. Having someone watch you eat like it's the weirdest thing in the world, or at least the most fascinating, is disturbing.
Didn't eat much for dinner (actually it was the breaking of fast, but since I'm not fasting...). McDonald's spoilt my dinner, you see. I stole the whole plate of mangoes instead. Tina got two slices or so and I ate the rest.
Went to the supermarket before they closed and purchased frozen chicken pies and milk. Decided to try a different route back to the apartment. Found myself on the road to Rawang. Immediately made a u-turn at the very next opportunity. Found my way back to a familiar road. I shall not experiment with roads at night anymore. Not as easy to read the signs. Thank God I knew the road leading to Rawang!
Now at the apartment. Torn between putting away my laundry, putting a mask on my once-flawless-now-sadly-neglected-and-pimple-scarred face, or reading a romance novel. I miss Tariq. If he was around, I'd put the mask on my face and make him put away my laundry. Sigh. He's so well trained. I'm proud of snagging him.
Sunday, November 18, 2001
02:17 a.m. Kuala Lumpur Standard Time
I guiltily admit to being very lazy today. I stayed in the apartment all day, mostly in bed. I didn't get dressed until 5p.m.
Yu San called demanding the exact definitions of various investment terms. Since my brain was not working, we settled on my lending her another investment book.
I went to the house and picked up the book and drove to Yu San's house. She was looking disturbingly intelligent and hard-working. Haven't seen her in her glasses in a while. She looks sexily intellectual. Would turn on any man with a fetish for school teachers and smart collegettes.
After that I went to Walk-In Book Rental and returned the romance novels I stayed up until 5a.m. reading, and rented more books.
I bought some McDonald's (yes, I'm not fasting), went to the house and settled down to read romance novels and eat McDonald's. No one was at home. Everybody had gone to various other places for breaking fast, and I was left alone. I didn't mind, because if you noticed, today was a I-Vant-to-be-Alonne Day.
Daddy picked me up later and took me out to dinner. Then I stayed at the house to finish up the romance novels. Shall exchange them again tomorrow. After I finished, I came back to my apartment.
Tariq has gone off to Somerset to visit his Uncle Ken, so he will not be on ICQ for the weekend. I miss him. I do not like being unable to hear from him. I could willingly share him with a million women. I could let him sit in front of the computer all day. I could grudgingly allow him to leave me to live overseas for several years, but I hate not being able to hear from him. And letting him read a book. No books.
Other girls get jealous when their boyfriends pay attention to other girls. I get jealous when my boyfriend pays attention to books. Books bad. When I get to London, I'm going to find all his books and hide them for the whole time I'm there.
Saturday, November 17, 2001
12:35 a.m. Kuala Lumpur Standard Time
Today's meeting about the University Foundation Program Graduation Night took forever. We started at eleven in the morning, and we didn't get done until 4:30. But at least, Macland, the managing director, didn't disapprove anything we worked on.
After that, I dragged Nina to Sunway Pyramid, and I bought a facial mask for myself, and did loads of window shopping. Nearly bought myself various things, from a pair of shoes to thongs from Miss Selfridge's, but I had will power and refrained myself from purchasing such things. We were about to leave for the car park when I succumbed to purchasing a box of hand-made truffles. I couldn't resist. They are heaven in a box.
Sent Nina home, sent Kak Mi to the airport, then went to Walk-In Book Rental and rented two romance novels, and bought myself a Waikiki Burger from KFC. Was just about to settle to read my books at the house when I got a call from Nina and Maz, inviting me to supper. Sucker for a social gathering that I am, off I went, abandoning my precious romance novels.
We ate, we talked, we went home. End of the day.
Highlight: definitely the truffles!
Thursday, November 15, 2001
11:09 p.m. Kuala Lumpur Standard Time
Today's adventure of the day was the deadline to pay for my airline ticket to London to visit my boyfriend. I had to pay before twelve in the morning yesterday, New York time (a.k.a. EST Standard Time). That's one o'clock in the afternoon today. Unfortunately, I couldn't pay for the damned ticket without an International Student Identity Card (ISIC), because the airfare was at student price. I had intended to wake up nice and early and go and buy myself an ISIC, come back to the apartment, go online, and pay for the damned flight.
Unfortunately, I woke up late. Eleven o'clock in the morning in fact. I was in such a panic. Rushed over to the MSL office and I am now recognized as a student all over the world. Yay. Then I rushed back just in the nick of time to pay for the flights I reserved. Yay! I'm going to London! I'm going to London! I'm going to see Tariq!
Then I ate lunch and had to go to college to discuss stuff. I volunteered to be an MC for the Foundation Program Graduation Night. Going again to college tomorrow to meet with my co-MC to plan out our script.
I have decided that Anil-boy is not completely to blame for last night's disaster. There was a mis-communication problem, I think. I speak too intelligently, and he's not very intelligent. Sigh. I'm too nasty when I've been treated improperly.
Exams are over! I need stuff to occupy me. Today was very unproductive, involving sleeping and reading romance novels. My brain has turned to mush.
Thursday, November 15, 2001
02:59 a.m. Kuala Lumpur Standard Time
I am free!!! My exams are over!!!
I celebrated by going clubbing with Tina. I just got back. We went to Orange. I am proud to say that we found our way! We didn't get lost! Well, we got a little lost, but it was very little.
Before that, however, I met up with the mysterious Anil Shah. I have decided never to speak with him again. First of all, he chose a meeting place that was very difficult to find. I asked Tina along because I didn't want to meet a strange guy all by myself in a place I'd never been to. After half my petrol gone searching for the place, and an hour and a half past dinner-time, I finally meet him. He's cute enough I guess, but he was sweaty and dirty and in the middle of a badminton session. The male had the nerve to ask us to sit and wait while he finished his game! Tina and I walked out on the idiot. Later he had the nerve to send an SMS to invite us to eat with him, when we had already told him we had plans to go clubbing.
I cannot stand an idiot who doesn't know how to treat a girl properly. If you were some teenage boy, I'd forgive you, but this guy is already 21! He should know better by now.
- First impressions are important. You should care how you present yourself the first time. Otherwise, you imply that you don't care at all.
- The first meeting should be easy, not a bloody challenge or test. Pick a place that both parties know, and pick an activity that's common, and something you both can do together.
- Most important. Never, never make a girl wait. Especially when you've never done anything for her that makes it worth her while to wait for you.
That ended Anil Shah's right to participate in my life. I am at least a princess, if not an outright queen. I demand to be treated with reverence. If you can't keep up the high maintenance I demand, then you can go fuck yourself. So long, farewell, bye-bye, Anil Shah! I hope you read this!
Wednesday, November 14, 2001
12:29 a.m. Kuala Lumpur Standard Time
Today's exams were better than yesterday's, but not by much.
All I seemed to do today was sleep, drive, and attend exams. Very very hot day. So bothersome.
I did take passport pictures. Sigh. I seriously look like Tariq.
I just need to survive one more exam. After that, New York and London, here I come!
Tuesday, November 13, 2001
04:39 a.m. Kuala Lumpur Standard Time
Sigh. Tired. What a day. First day of exam turned out pretty... bad.
Today was a day of emotional roller-coaster, but if you were an invisible being following me the whole day, you would never have guessed that I was feeling anything at all.
I act like a stone, sometimes.
After dinner today, I got the call on the house phone, which shocked me to hell because I don't get calls at the house phone anymore, unless by appointment. It was the guy I talked to on the phone the day before yesterday at Uncle Salleh's house. His name is Anil Shah, or something like that. Not sure of the spelling. We talked plenty. He's nice, but I was annoyed with Alia for giving out my phone number to guys without checking with me first. I mean, what if I had some majorly possessive boyfriend who protests other guys calling me? Luckily, had I had such a boyfriend, his head would have been majorly thunked a million times.
He called again later at night. It was nice to have a conversation late at night again. It's been a while. Don't have many people I can talk to in the middle of the night. I have all these day-people around me.
But I'm not quite sure what the hell this guy is wanting. I've repeatedly told him of the existence of my boyfriend, so he knows I'm not really technically available, if he's after a relationship of any sort. Then again, I may be sending mixed signals, because I actually talk to him, instead of rebuffing him. The thing is that it's nice to talk. He's a pretty good conversationalist, and I never could resist talking to someone who can talk back.
Sigh. I miss Tariq. I miss hearing his voice and I miss his support when I'm tired. He hugs me and I feel like I'm floating in his arms. Okay, I'm getting really tired when I'm turning mushy....
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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.
Picture of the Week - Commemorating my boyfriend's birthday...
New E-mail!
hanishoney@yahoo.com
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NOSE
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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