Lovers’ Tiff

P/s: At last, I can breathe in lil' bit easier today - after meeting my main advisor. She said (in not so many words), I've to blow my own trumpet (Malay's masuk bakul kasi angkat sendiri la)! Rehearse again and again my own speech of Contributions towards the Literature, so that when 'people' ask then I can go rapid fire....don't give them a chance to refute my arguments!
Next, paper due on 20th, present at the end of the month.
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Lovers' Tiff
If you’re my family and friends then you should know better that I usually go to bed early (early to rise too which makes me healthy, wealthy and wise - hehe!) and never ever pick up calls from unknown numbers.
So, when my deep (Rapid Eye Movement? sure wasn’t dreaming yet) sleep was awaken by jarring ringing phone at almost midnight – check the number on screen- I couldn’t be bothered to answer the call(s) at all. But the person (from up North) was so intent to get to me that he eventually send a message (by this time I was wide awake) asking something like, “Is my wife there?”
Er…..his wife is my housemate who is getting ready to move out of the house at the end of this month. They’ve been building up their own love nest together for the past few weeks (recently married, weekend couple). I don’t even know whether the wife was sleeping here or there (at their new place).
My cepat-melatah-mind was thinking, “Depa gaduh ka?”
After more calls and messages plus checking outside, we established the facts that - yes, the wife was in the house, and her battery was KO-ed. Heheh!
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I was in my first class the other day – am still nervous when it come to meeting new students/people. I’d already plan my lessons, prepare part of the exam questions etc. last week. This time around, I aim to do better – so I started the day’s lesson with a story before moving straight into Chapter 1 - basic concepts in Economics. To introduce Chapter 2 on demand and supply, I asked for 2 volunteers – I’ve in mind a market scenario with buyer and seller bargaining for a product. Alas, the terpaksa-volunteer buyer (male - what do we expect?) don’t how to bargain at all while the seller was quite happy with only 10 bucks (!?) for ‘a magic pen which can determine 10 correct MCQs’ answers in exam and guaranteed you an A!!! Another attempt to sell the latest and hottest DVDs went haywire – one of them said (*sigh* like a true Ah Long) why buy pirated copies when you can download everything from the Net? Last resort, to sell a laptop – the targeted buyer simply said, “I don’t want to buy (demand means not only wants for a product but willingness to pay)!” My point was exactly how the bargaining process (very much like at any Pasar Malam or Petaling Street) reflect the market's price mechanism which eventually converges upon an equilibrium price and quantity, i.e. the so-called invisible hand.

Maybe I forgot that they’re after all Engineering students, not drama students. And one of them called me, “Madam!” Hahahah…talk about generation gap. Next cls, perhaps I’ll let them choose from this list – Cik, Puan, Cik Puan (perasan!), Miss, Ms., or Teacher!
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Aerobic Instructor’s Message
Eat NOT lots of local fruits like rambutan, manggis and mata kucing (durian is big NO-NO!) – too sugary and bergetah (this is new to me) – that’s why batuk. Eat apples, pears, or oranges instead…
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More on DIO
I was stunned where K.LiL’s mak kissed my cheeks and hug me after solat @DI– Awwwwww, syahdunya (again, we don’t have this extra show of affection in my family – the most we do is salam and cium tangan – imagine if I were to apply it to mak – sure, “Apo kono eh kau ni? Buang tebiat ko apo?”…. I mean that was beyond the common sua pipi kiri dan kanan and hug2x among friends esp. teman seusrah.
Itu saya..imagine pulak kalau kita yang peluk cium anak2 yatim tu....(tapi tak bolehlah semua coz kalau sudah akil baligh -haram jadinya)
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Pb or (was it Onde-onde?) told me why there're very few bloggers around. One, it was Sunday/Saturday - a day reserved for family and extended family (ipar duai all included) related activities.
Two, majority of bloggers (at least those in Abe Id's comment box) are female (I might be wrong here) and the husband doesn't know about the wife's extra-curricular activities at the office! Makcik2 bloggers included. Imagine, those who blog secretively telling their own spouses, "Let's go to a bloggers' meet this weekend." Er, what's blog dear?
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Saturday @6pm, 8tv
I seldomly sit down and watch that idiot box. Esp. since Ugly Betty and Desperate Housewifes completed its seasons...But, I got to go to pasar malam very early on every Saturday so dinner of hot Kue Teow Sup Utara is best enjoy in front of the box. Previously, there was this Japanese serial called Engine - Moving Rubbers. I liked it because it's about car-racing (not F1) and relationships in an orphanage. Balik kampung - I missed the finale!
For the past 2 weeks however, there is this new Japanese serial - 1 Litre of Tears (Ichi Rittoru no Namida, 2005) .
It is based on a true story, a young girl, Aya's own diary, who suffered from Spinocerebellar Degeneration. I don't wanna spoil your interest (it's really heart rending to me) but do watch out for that one hour slot! Else you can refer here:
http://peppermintgreentea.blogspot.com/
http://www.channel-ai.com/blog/2006/01/01/1-litre-of-tears/
http://blog.orgday.org/2006/03/06/1-litre-of-tears-all-episodes-gallery/

It helps that the heroin and hero are cute 'n young people. But I'm more interested at the end of the show which shows pictures of the real Aya's slow deterioration...

AZ, if you're reading this - I read that the diary has been published and well received in Japan. Has it been translated?