Mumbles. My mumbles. I mumble a lot.

That was a shitty drive back home.

No. I didn't balik kampung for raya this year. As a matter of fact, it was only from Taman Tun to Kajang, which is about half an hour, give or take.

But all the way home, dad decided to have "a talk".

Tried turning up the radio. Tried driving faster so I can reach home quickly.

Shit. *bangs head on table*

As we approach the end of Ramadhan, we can't help but to look back and ponder. Has it been worth it?

It is a month of challenges. Personally, my challenges differ from yours. And trust me, it's not the straining-yourself-from-eating-from-dawn-til-dusk part that hurts most. Please, entertain yourselves.

1. Getting the fingers away from the nose and the ears. Honestly, one of the toughest. I mean, these two organs are by far THE most itchy part of the human anatomy. And icky as it may sound, I do pick my nose on a regular basis, particularly when I'm bored.

2. The walk through a bazaar. Yes, try and hold it in. Try as you may, you'd end up buying more than you need. Take a deep breath and smell that ayam golek, roti john, yong tau foo? Tempted? I thought so too.

3. Not cursing. Despite my goodie-goodie image, yes, I do curse, a lot to be exact. But only in the presence of dudes. I do hold my manners in front of the ladies. So if there's an idiot who double parks, nothing like having the feeling sink deep into your veins.

4. The walk past Famous Amos. This has to be the mother of it all. This shop should close down during the fasting month man. The whiff, dude, the whiff!


On a much lighter note, I guess something is wrong with the counter here on the left side of the page. I couldn't have had 12000 visitors now could I? Perez Hilton, yes. Muz, err, nope?

Happy Malaysia Day everyone. I know, you forgot.

First and foremost, forgive the emotions from the previous entry. Was not in the pink of health, thus it affected my whole system. Wanna know more? It's kinda serious. Well, a simple sickness gone horribly awry, that's what I would say. Fear not, I'm doing alright, for the time being.

So I noticed something about myself as of late. I used to be a person who posess a great attention to detail, especially while driving. But somehow those are just gone. Attention Deficit Disorder? Just what on earth is that? Point is, I pay less attention to my surroundings. I look at the side mirrors less often than I used to. I used to signal EVERYTIME before changing lanes. Now I do it only when deemed necessary. And it goes to my daily chores. I tend to forget EVERYTHING. If this is the process of ageing, I pity those who are older than me (this just means pretty much 95% of all the people that I know). Yeah. Pity you, man. But don't worry. I haven't had any accidents so far in my life, so I'm pretty much trustworthy behind the wheel. Care for a drive?

Ramadhan is ending. So how did it change us? See life in a different perspective yet? The tazkirah a couple of days back was kinda cool. Ustaz Mahdzir said "In every challenge that comes our way, it's just an 'upgrade' process. Should we sail through it unharmed, we have just been upgraded,". Yes people. You still have time.

Though you can't run away from the fact Eid is fast approaching. Did all my shopping, yes yes!

There's one reason to panic: I can't find the pants to my baju melayu. Sheet.

During iftar, my mom asked: "Apsal termenung je? Makan pun tak lalu? OK tak?"

I went up to my room. I burst like I've never did before.