Tuesday, June 27, 2006

Craft Textile Exposition

I'm sitting in a ballroom in Shangri-La pretending to be interested in batik. I'd rather be at hartamas watching soccer.

I think this funny-smelling guy sitting next to me is Bernard Chandran with his wife.


Gli Azzurri sono fortunati.

Felt a bit dorky before the game started, as T and me got out of our Italian ride in matching-matching Italia t-shirts. We looked positively poyo!! Before you start to gag, puke and bleed your brains out, the matching-matching bit was unplanned for, OK! I never...Hehe.

It was getting a bit too much for me as the Aussies continued attacking Italy throughout the game.

Anyway, went home during half-time and continued watching at home, half watching, half flipping through my book. Was just about to get something to drink in preparation for extra time when Grosso tripped and Italy won the penalty kick.

Ai finali quarti! Yayyy!

I can now sleep in peace. Buona notte.

Over and out.

Friday, June 23, 2006

Checkup Update

Everything's going pretty well, Alhamdulillah.

Blood counts normal. I have some skin dryness, and my liver enzymes shot up a bit. But my billirubin counts are normal, so the docs suspected that I just have a mild case of GVHD from the leukocyte infusion about a month ago. I have still one bag of donor leukocyte left at the blood bank, so they'll decide whether to infuse me around next month.

I'm 17 days away from being 1 year post transplant.

Should i have a party? hihi.

Monday, June 19, 2006

Wise words from M

There was a conversation I once had with M. She told me,

"Hate is not what you should be aiming for. You should aim for not caring. That should be your ultimate goal, because hate is never going to make you feel any good." (I rephrased to make it sound better. hehe)

I agreed, just because I'm not really a person who argues, but deep down I didn't believe her.

Until lately.

It's like you wake up one morning (or afternoon, in my case..hehe), and you realized you've shifted to another life. You have the same people in your little world, but now everybody affects you differently. The change scares you initially, but you move your step forward anyway, because it's the only way to go. Am i sounding like that book "Who Moved My Cheese" now?

And this change, in T's favourite words, "I like."

Doctor's appointment tomorrow. Hope everything will be fine.


Saturday, June 17, 2006

gasless in KJ

Just finished going through a one hour hoo-ha with my banana boat. It couldn't start mid-way and it's all because i was too lazy. Heheh.

Wednesday, June 14, 2006

dear hot.fm

I'm driving home, listening to the DJ chatting on Hot.fm. Farah Ronaldo? Faizal Ballack? Tini Totti? AJ Schevchenko? Leya Ronaldinho??????

Yeurgh. Wassup with that? Get a life! Or am i the only one who is finding this totally lame?

Your loyal listener,
nadio inzaghi.

Monday, June 12, 2006

World Cup

Being a supporter of Italy since 1996 for all the wrong reasons, I've got my new Italian t-shirt on for the game tonight. As if it would make a difference. hehehee! I don't think i'll be up that late to watch the game anyway. I'll just find out who won tomorrow from the volunteer commentators in the workplace.

Go Azzurri!

Buona Notte mi amici.

Key Issues

My banana boat fell ill again. This time the key wouldn't do a full turn to start the car. It gets stuck halfway. There's a locksmith trying to assist me now, hopefully he'll be able to start the car so i can drive it out of this sauna-ish shopping mall basement. Argh!

Wednesday, June 07, 2006

Swing baby, swing!

document from mash

got this from Mash today. Power lah...siap ada Figure 1, 2, 3, 4, etc. hehehe.

Monday, June 05, 2006

dream a little dream

it was like a week long dream.
a good one, I'd say.
a bit of variety in life,
a bit of laughter, a bit of happiness,
a dash of awkwardness here and there.
in the company of people who keep you smiling.
and bam! it ends.
it's like you woke up and realized
that none of them were real,
and you carry on with your monotonous life.

i'm rambling. not much of a poet.


Sunday, June 04, 2006