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Sunday, July 1, 2001 Okay. This is Saturday's entry. My ulcer was definitely acting up. My flu wasn't so bad, but ulcer was miserable. I barely could put my tongue into my mouth. It was hurting so bad. Everybody went to a factory outlet to shop, leaving just Tariq and me. Mom instructed me to rest.
Sani called while the two of us had already succumbed to sleep. So Tariq called him back, inviting him for dinner, and he said he'd show up around 4p.m. or so.
Tariq and I went to Barnes & Noble at Union Square. He wasn't impressed by the Grand Central Station or the Flatiron Building or Union Square itself, but he loved Barnes & Noble. Picked up Harry Potter: Goblet of Fire. I read the final book of Animorphs. So sad. It's all over. Bye-bye Jake. Bye-bye Cass. Bye-bye Marco. Bye-bye Ax. Bye-bye Tobias. Bye-bye Rachel. I shall miss you. Sigh.
Then went home, and waited for Sani. Then I dragged them both to a drugstore to buy something to numb my ulcer. Then tried to stay awake through dinner and conked out at the decent hour of approximately 9p.m. :) Entry made thanks to pitas.com.
Sunday, July 1, 2001 I'm in New York! :) I have so much to catch up on. It's been so hectic.
Thursday: Day of Flight. I woke up to find myself sneezing like crazy. I concluded eventually that my lack of sleep caused a lower immunity and I caught the flu from a person I met only once. Tariq came very early in the morning and took over the kitten feeding while I caught up on some sleep. And when I woke up he announced that he had reserved us tickets for Tomb Raider at Mega Mall at 12p.m. I was so happy.
Then it went extremely hectic from there. Tariq's mother's secretary called to get him to sign a last minute travel insurance. We nearly didn't go for the movie. The kittens just wanted to be kept fed and fed. But we did go to the movie and earned a well-deserved break, and ate our only meal of Beaver Tails for the rest of the day.
So then Tariq went to his mother's office and I went to buy a cage. Then we came back (another battle and a half) to the apartment, where Tariq fed the kitties and I prepared the cage. After much fuss, we finally moved the kittens into the cage comfortably. We had to figure out how to keep them warm in something so damnably open and drafty.
We then moved kitties to house. Then we had to go buy last minute stuff. We went to 1Utama. Flight was at 10:30. We were supposed to go to Tariq's house by 7 to eat dinner and his mom would send us to the airport. Unfortunately, we had a lot of stuff we needed to buy. But we rushed back and got back late. Ate dinner as fast as we could. Tariq hadn't finished packing! Finally, we piled into the car and got to the airport at 8:30. Checked in and stuff and off we went.
Friday: On the Plane. It was turbulent. Tariq puked when we landed in Dubai. I had the flu and was cold for the entire trip. We both slept a lot. From Dubai to New York, however, Sani (to the unfamiliar, he's Tariq's air-steward friend) showed up. BIG coincidence that he was working on the same flight we were on. But there it was.
It was not much less miserable on this part of the flight really. Talked to Sani for a bit. Offered a view of the cockpit which we declined. Gave Sani my number in New York. I got my period and added cramps and backache to my flu. Luckily from habit I had pads in my bag. Tariq didn't puke, but he didn't eat supper. Though he did eat breakfast. We landed and we bought Tylenol (pain-killer) and a Starbucks frappucino, whereupon I noticed an ulcer on my tongue because all the coffee and cocoa bits kept getting stuck on my ulcer. Misery, misery.
Finally got home, to find everything's been moved. My beautiful piano is now in the dining room, squashed. And worse, the computer is in mom's bedroom, which means no hours-long midnight surfing. :(
Saturday: Arrived in the morning. Tried to stay awake the whole day. Went to watch Swordfish with my little sister and Kan Xi, her chinese friend. My ulcer started feeling worse. I was feeling so horrible though, I thought I'd nap for an hour or two around four p.m.. Unfortunately, I slept right through mom coming-home, and a salmon dinner. :( Sick sucks. Entry made thanks to pitas.com. |
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Full Name: Suhani Idayu binti Selamat
Nickname: HANI Birth Date: 9 January 1981 Birthplace: Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia Citizenship: Malaysian Place of Residence: Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia Occupation: Student of Metropolitan College in Selangor, Malaysia E-mail: pixilated@wildmail.com Want something in my bio that isn't here? |
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Climb all mountains. That's my mission statement!
History I was born at the decent hour of 2:34p.m. at Pantai Medical Hospital. From the age of 3 to 6, I attended the kindergarten available for children of students and faculty of Universiti Malaya. My mother was then a lecturer and later the dean of the Law Department or whatever they call their departments there. At the age of 8, we moved to the current house that most of my Malaysian friends know, in Kampung Tunku. Previously, we lived in a house provided by Universiti Malaya, which we had to move out of when Mom left UM to work in Maybank (to the foreigners, that's biggest bank in Malaysia). I lived in Kampung Tunku until the age of sixteen, attending the nearby primary school, and later, the nearest secondary school for girls. Then Mom received the opportunity to work in United Nations. I nearly got sent to boarding school because I was a lazy, undisciplined little teenager, but mother couldn't bear to be apart from her baby girls and took both my bratty younger sister and I with her to New York. There we lived in a nice apartment in the upper east side, and my sister and I attended the United Nations International School. Lovely school. Unfortunately, having come out straight from an all-girls' school, I spent my first and a half years not talking to guys. By the time I finally got comfortable talking to guys, I was graduating. Go figure. After that, I went to New York University. I wanted to go to Sarah Lawrence, but Mommy still didn't want her babies to go far away from her. The parents wouldn't even allow me to apply to anywhere further than that, and the only other place that accepted me was Fordham (to the foreigners, it's nearer to my apartment in New York than NYU is). I was majoring in Film & Television. It was fun. I had a subject that consisted of watching movies. Movies, movies, movies. A year later, my sister got into Princeton (that's the #1 university to my little sister, and you'd better not disagree with her!), and I decided I didn't want to study Film anymore. To save money, Mom finally sent me back home to live with Daddy. So here I am, in my own apartment, with my own computer, my own car, my own cell phone, and my own homepage! I enrolled into Metropolitan College, attempting to get a Bachelor of Commerce from Curtin University in Australia, and that's as current as you get, and no longer history!
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