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Since this is my really, really really first post for PURE blog, so I guess I will have to introduce myself. Well, I am the manager here (perasan sikit ah, sorry guys...) so you can assume me as the 'orang kuat' here. I am not going to tell you my first name, because it's of confidential reason that I have to hide my true name. However, you will find it pretty creative and useful to know me as Bulan, I repeat: BULAN. I don't know why I am being called as that name I have mentioned, but well...just get used to it. But my instinct tells me that you already find out who I am, truly who I am!So there's not going to be a second mention of who I am.
Um...I think I am being carried away guys.Sorry for that:P.Why not we go straight to the main point?The day started with a bright shone from the sun(well, who cares?)Just to make my descriptions a bit vivid.It was Thursday morning and we had got a BBQ party ahead. So I woke up early enough to prepare going to the hospital. When I looked back at my schedule, I would think that I am like a prime minister who would be ruling the world and had his day full with gruelling tasks. At about 8 am in the morning, I left my home together with my brother and mother, on our way to Kiarong clinic to check my result of injection(TIBI). My mother praised thankfully as it tuned out that I am not infected by the TIBI(not that I am not being thankful) . I was very happy that it turned out to be so smooth. Then we went to the RIPAS hospital to make later appoinment. It worked as smooth as a water, but I felt disturbed by the services given to us. It was a bit rough and heart breaking( apakan-ke jiwa jua eyh).
My MP's meeting was ahead of me. So, we head for my scool (which happen to be in Lambak Kiri, a long way from RIPAS hospital). My mother was not entertained by the way the workers in RIPAS hospital, so we stayed silent on the way to PTEB. I breathed easily now so long that my x-ray film had been out of my hand. Arriving at PTEB, I was welcomed with happy faces of my MP's fellows. They started attacking me with questions like "where is your songkok?' and "this is your first time without your songkok" and "you look nice"...DUH~ who could have thought to receive such complementaries? ( perasan nah aku ah). But come to think of it, wearing songkok that time was not necessary that I thought it would not be matching with what I wore. So the meeting was all about MP leadership workshop that is going to be held next week on Saturday and Sunday. We were told that our school had spent so much of about $2000 on this!!! I was flabbergasted and looking forward for it. There is going to be ice breaking session and FREE LUNCH!!! which everybody received with several ooh's and aah's.
Well, after a short period of time of chit-chatting with several of them, I decided to message my Brother and take me to go to the next "destination". It was HUTAN SIMPAN BERAKAS!!! BUT!!!....before that, I had to take my food and drink.There was no way I am going to go to the party empty handed. So, my mother made the usual food and drink, which all of you LOVE so much(sandwhich and yam drink). So we spent much of our day at Hutan Simpan Berakas. The people who had come to make the party happening were : ME, Khairul, Zudin, Yu Heng, Inarah, Ivy, Liyana, Djah,Lonnie, and obsolutely YAMIN(our birthday Boy). I remebered the lyrics from WESTLIFE singers which happen to describe most of our celebrations that day:
We had joy,
We had Fun,
We had Season in the Sun...
our usual cook despite the interframe yang dibelakang ah!
I tell you, it was fun and everything....WELL we managed to surprised Yamin, which turned out to be not a big surprised really...BUT it was just the way it was supposed to be. The 'happy birthday' song echoed throughout the Hutan Simpan Berakas.Inarah had bought the cake from MUM's bakery. THANKS Inarah!!! It was yummy yummy...and the highlight of the day would be, to everyones agreement the WATER BALLONN"S WAR!!!
wet all over after the 'war'So as everyone slowly retreated home, I felt that was maybe my last day seeing Hutan Simpan Berakas before my flight. I went home in Khairul's car (as usual).Thanks Khairul!!! We left happily as the birds sang, the forest cried our leaving as if promising to serve us well in our next party maybe in the near future...
HAPPY BIRTHDAY YAMIN!!!
