It has been something kind of funny for the
weekend right back
I have mentioned about this friend of mine a
few times now, but she hardly gets any grand opening.
Aaaannndddd, she is not gonna get it this
time.
Considering our friendship totally developed
out of the blue, and I have zero interest in faking a
‘she-is-destined-to-be-my-friend’ story
But seriously, it was weird. Even my food
friends would wonder, ‘How come you both kept in contact out of everybody else’
Told’ya, weird.
Probably we shared some interests that don’t
really work in other group of friends?
Interests like reading, blogging.... those
wordy-nerdy stuffs?
To me, one who read should be the last person
to be declared nerd.
But oh well, who am I to say anything?
So yeap,this friend, she has this interest
too.
She is the one whom I would share most of my
after-read thoughts to
Like, those stuffs that I’m really into, those
ancient chinese, those china-critics and things like that
Not like she is interested too, but well, we sort
of are the kind of people that,
We tend to be interested in whatever we don’t
know...
If I’m not mistaken, she has been real deep in
the self-enrichment kind of books.
Not my first choice, but I do enjoy listening
the summarized version of hers...
And also, sometimes we would suggest some
books we thought the other might be interested in
Okay, that’s all
I shall stop here.
Suddenly, I decided to pronounce her book
friend.
And i thought that is quite an idea.
So this book friend of mine, she randomly texted
me on a morning, last Friday.
I was caught in my usual morning
let-me-sleep-another-five-minutes-and-rush-my-ass-off-later routine
She told me she is taking a day off her work
and want to spend some good time thinking about herself.
I replied that this is a good idea. (while
personally cursing the coward leekahinn wtf why we dont have)
Apparently, I thought I would have to work on
that Saturday too.
So then I was at work, manager reviewed my
work on the spot,
Everything was so normal.
And then I receive a text from my book friend;
‘I’m in melaka now, see you later?’
I glanced through the screen real quick,
brain-lagged for a moment or two
‘damn leekahinn, lets go’
‘eh don’t gila la, we need to work tomorrow
la’
‘okay, if we’re not working, we go!’
‘but i need to draft account somemore’
‘NO BUT’
‘spending a sleep weekend in pontian sounds
nice too’
‘THAT’S THE ONLY THING YOU DID ALL THESE
PASSED MONTHS’
‘but we have to drive all the way....’
‘DUDE PROVE TO ME THAT YOU ARE STILL CAPABLE
TO GO UNPLANNED’
....and that is a killer thing to say to
me....
So my reply,
‘okay, if I not working tomorrow, i will go’
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Call me childish, or whatever, I do think its
important for me to prove to myself I am still the one who would grab my phone
and purse, hop on the car, and leave for anywhere...
So important.
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So book friend.
I finally reached the motel she lived around
12 am
The name is ‘Motel Sayang-sayang’
I purposely wrote it down, because i want the
future leekahinn to remember,
Being a manly man like her, once lived in a
motel named ‘sayang-sayang’..
Yes pal, we lived in a hotel with such a name.
A hotel painted in pale yellow and white, and
some stick-man couple wall stickers.
Well, on the bright side, its not the pinky
kitty one.
But it should be quite a new hotel. Very clean
on the inside. But the outlook..erm...normal.
She greeted me with 2 popiah, and a LOOK on my
blanket.
Urm, ya, we brought our blanket too..
Dear future me reading this, we/I, love that
blanket. So love.
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We had our time chatting a little bit, trying
to sort out what to do on Saturday
She sent me a picture on Friday afternoon,
there is this cafe stuffed with books and looking all hipster
And i am very interested with the collection
of books they’ve got
That is probably the only intinery we had in
mind
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Waking up on Saturday morning was really
awesome
I took a quick shower and stay by the window,
just looking at people passing by
While digesting the fact that im in freaking
melaka
Damn the last time i was here, it should be
sometime during 12-year-old.
In short, I WAS STILL A YOUNG BOY
Then time flies, they got the legendary Jonker
street and all sort of themed cafe
While i was driving off the highway into the
city, the places around me resembles a lot of my memories about Ipoh...
When I am in the city, the narrow streets and
old houses resemble the heritage sense of penang
In short, I think melaka is a Frappucino of
Ipoh & Penang.
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We had a tourist walk around melaka on the
day, a quick rest and the
stuffed-with-books cafe, and the legendary jonker walk pasar malam..
I had this mega spicy sze chuan noodle, and
saw my manager
The manager whom I have to submit a file to on
monday
But none of those spoilt the mood
She then brought me to a place right beside a
river
We had good time drinking and talking
I thought of writing down whatever we have
talked, but maybe not now,
Everything just scatter around my mind,
refusing to settle down.
It was a really enjoyable time, probably the
easiest 4 hours i have had
Sitting by the river, sipping cold beer, and
talk anything out of nowhere...
I realize I do need this...
I do need this from time to time, where I am
just leekahinn and nothing else
No deadlines, no anyone to report to, no
nothing that can hold me back
At some point when i was talking, i thought i
was gonna cry
Just too much feelings in me that is coming
out
Then I looked up to the sky, the moon is right
above me
I said to myself,
Don’t cry on the best nights for months.
Don’t.
We will cry some other day.
We laughed a lot, cheers,
And this ladyboss from the shop said to us,
‘its good to see you old schoolmates coming
together again! Hold on to moment like this, it wasn’t easy’
We are at the same stage of life right now,
struggling for more
But who knows, some day in the future we gotta
move on,
Could be both of us at the same time, or just
one of us
But in this big big world, to run into someone
like this,
To make such a friend,
I thank god for these.
Sincerely, thanks.
My job sucks, but my life is pretty awesome.
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Side effects of short-but-great runaways, it
was too short, that you wanna go back for more...
It was too great, that you learn you could
have been so much happier than you are at life...
I’m having this post-have-fun syndrome
And one of the symptoms for that is
‘desperation’...
I think I wanna sell stuffs at melaka pasar
malam...
Desperate lehhh
