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Kehadapan Veedie..

Veedie, I was told that you were missed Veedie Dont get me wrong Veedie, of course my missing you does not need mentioning as how extreme sang it.. but gosh..

Okay since today is Tuesday, and tomorow is well Wednesday, it means that Im free tomorow so now I have allocated half an hour for miscellaneous things, after an hour of wasting time on my new guitar, yes veedie, you didnt hear me wrongly, GUITAR! I decided to use it to write a post in you..so here goes..There are a few topics I want to mention here..so bear with me okay veedie

SOME MIRACLES THAT NEEDS MENTIONING

kicap kipas is in town!

Yes Veedie..Actually this is known even before I came here..The existence of kicap kipas In edinburgh was what motivated me to come here…
Nahh.. I went to Mattheus with Shafiq Zuki, my shopping partner, i know, the irony of it, who would have thought, my induction group mate will be a shopping partner in uni.. :p (i mean this in a good way shafiq zuki) and there it was, kicap kipas and all her friends neatly arranged on the shelves, intoxicated indeed, I grabbed it and brought it back with me
But until now, it is still unconsumed..My exhilaration to use it so to better the taste of my fried rice was coldly cut short as i did not have an opener for the cap..
but its good news to mummy as well..she doesnt have to send bottles of kicap kipas every year then . Next..

mi sedaap mi goreng sambal! im hyperventilating!

veedie!veedie!veedie! miraculous aint it.. it is arranged in our fates to meet again..me and my makanan ruji, i see a short future indeed…nauzubillah

Next..

yes veedie! it is what it is!

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you see that line veedie, that symbolises the poverty line im currently living under..despite how people can argue that yes how can you be poor but yet you buy a guitar..
it is valid this argument..just like the argument on how it is hard to picture a pauper brandishing a blackberry bold 2..
but dont worry okay veedie..even if i were to sell off my laptop to continue living, I can still update you using my blackberry havent got it yet anyways ..oh and the guitar, dont worry veedie..
it is all well thought out..i play guitar by the streets, and I get money.. ill get 3 pounds max to pay my bus ticket to the city..hmm on second thought..worry je la veedie.. :p

Next and last..you know how I was a rotten egg living in my freezing room, well I have moved, my new room, is still freezing cold but I have found a new hobby which will offset the cold..
my friend eirzreen lives in an en suite room too, and i quote him
“kalau bosan mandi ah”
yes the concept of mandi has revolutionised to being a hobby now..so whenever i feel cold, i take one step into the shower, and hot water will kill the cold.. awesome eyh..
and once im finished, i take a million quick steps to make it for class..well yeah..i lose track of time

so this is a part of my room veedie…

one of the few decent parts of my room

so guess thats about all the good things that have happened in my life..guitar that further impoverishes, kicap kipas that cant be opened, mi sedap which gives me a short future, and one decent part of my room..SAD aint it :p nahh im just teasing..oh but the doll like thing where i hang/put/place all my accessories, i got it from car boot sale for 3 pounds! hrmm 3 pounds might not be soo cheap la kot for a car boot, but that was during my first week here so i still considered pounds as ringgit malaysia..which might explain my living on subsistence life now :p yes veedie, it is I, the exaggerator guru..

okayy..now on to the best part of my new place..the neighbours! :p
opposite my room, is G11, resident: a french australian dude
Yes responses may include, OOO NICE..and these responses will be responded with a glare from me..
Dont get me wrong, he is nice..other than never throwing out the kitchen trash, audible blaring music which plays around the clock, soo popular that visiting hours is 24/7, but they never fix an appointment that they have to knock on his door for a good 5 minutes minimum, so busy that he has 4am conferences in front of my room ( i went out and said with half opened eyes..do you guys mind keeping it down a bit, sorry ) mummy thought me to be polite :p, such a party goer that parties continue up till the hallway which includes banging things on my door, ‘repeatedly’!…other than these, he is nice.. but hrmmm..well thats just culture i guess..dont get me wrong veedie.. i dont hate him or anything..the worst ive done is not offering him the caramel i made huge miss weh.. :p tu je la so far the most satisfactory thing ive made next to my fried rice..habis la my children veedie.. eat fried rice and caramel everyday.. :p another kitchenmate is..an italian girl…oooo.. :p

Ooo this is long Veedie..Guess Id better hit the showers..I started with gym, then guitar, then ate, then you.. Then after mandi, I really have to start on my studies.. I lose track sometimes veedie, and Im afraid..My past is still embedded deep in me..and it calls for quite a correction

Things in Heriot-Watt is great Alhamdulillah.. Had a kitchen-warming partay that day..i made bread and butter pudding and roast honey chicken and a distorted assam pedas which hizbul(the few who realised it was there) only liked it because the fish is nice..

HIZBUL : Aak, I nak ikan you sikit okay.
AAK: Hizbul! Its asam pedas okay! It comes with the kuah asam pedas.. tsk tsk..(fake guilt-from-hizbul-jerking tears)

The day he wants to take my assam pedas
HIZBUL: Aak, nanti I go your kitchen nak ambik ikan okay..
(the fake tears didnt work)

My bread and butter pudding WAS bread and butter pudding..wuhuu.. (the exhilaration is because I had a faulty trial..the portion was lopsided that it became french toast with a sweet taste, and a melted tupperware because I was told and mostly was stupid enough to use a microwave-proof tupperware in the oven!) The rest brought food with them and they were all awesome! Heriot-Watt students can come out with a BSc in Actuarial Science, Masters in Culinary Arts, and 10 extra kilos in weight..or maybe thats just me
This is my thanks to those who helped and contributed to the pot luck!

Bandung : Exquisite oriental chinese tofu
Shafiq Zuki : Authentic Sambal udang petai/ petai udang sambal/ whichever order..
Pi’ee : Highly original Ayam Masak Kicap
Maji : Modest but tasteful spaghetti (she kept on dismissing my announcing it)
Hizbul : The Almost Perfect Mee Bandung
Akmal Hijazi : Rare pesto pasta (it took akmal more than 5 times to tell people its PEsTO)
Qish : Nasi (the portion was just right! awesome estimating skills!)
Akie: Improvisor of my assam pedas
Chaer : Hot cakes Begedil(the spelling seems odd)
Abyan : Simple yet sophisticated in taste fried rice (rukimbab kot in korean :p )
Mo : RICH double cream mushroom chicken
Jaimin : Perfect finish, nachos

Thanks to Mimie, Ayie, Radzi, Rahul, Leroy, Mo(another friend of theirs who was probably drunk), an unknown Thailand dude who was hungry and wanted something to eat with his superman friend(they had a super F party where they had to dress up as superheroes), the Korean warden..for coming..
Special thanks to Akie and Qish for constantly calming my fear of horrendous cooking results

It was all worth it

I dont have pictures of it Veedie..but its on facebook Okay guess I better end..its so long..

but before I finish.. I have something to tell

See the guy below..

epitome to the saying looks are deceiving

his name is hizbul alifi.. i mentioned him previously..well the reason behind the photo caption is..

I know Hizbul the longest amongst the rest I think, it all started from Nilam competition back in 2006 (please dont ask why i participated in a Nilam competition, just laugh quietly will do). Back then, I saw him as a studious, no nonsense, al about perfection, righteous guy. I mean when we were interviewed during Nilam, he spent the first 5 minutes reciting an introductory surah, :p
And then we met in KYUEM. We were in the same class and he will always do his work with the utmost PERFECT handwriting. His handwriting gave a gender to my handwriting.. its male
In uni, he as compared to me,
1.Will whine when there’s a SMALL stain on his shoe
I’ve so far washed my black boots because I saw more of other colours than black
2.Will complain that his pants are long that it drags on the ground, walk and complain somemore, and then spend 5 minutes folding it nicely
I complain when its all frayed at the ends because it gets dragged ever so often. When its annoying, i lift my pants up while walking.
3.He doesnt want to go grocery shopping because he didnt bring his list
I dont even have a list to begin with

I settled to a conclusion and shared it with Hizbul
AAK to HIZBUL : Hizbul, in our friendship, Im the guy, youre the girl

So now we stay in the same hall, Robin Smith. Well I will give you this one anecdote and you judge if his “Mr Proper” looks and my brief “Mr Proper” introduction to him holds true

i wanted to study with him in his kitchen, thinking that some quality studying time will be spent with no distractions..
he came into the kitchen, and did a series of things..
1.he made himself a sandwich
2.he sat down in front of me and watched a video on his ipod touch
HIZBUL: before I study, I kene tengok SATU video
3.he watched the second video
4.he told me to watch one video and I watched it
AAK: (after the video has finished) HIzbul, study la.Ape ni
(hizbul puts aside the ipod touch)
5.he ate the sandwich and I ate it too and we had a conversation
AAK: sedap owh hizbul
HIZBUL: I slalu buat kat rumah, I slalu bangun lambat so I slalu makan roti dengan kuah yang my mum tinggal for me……..(conversation took 5 minutes)
6.he opened his economics book and complained that he dislikes economics

I stop here. :p No offense Hizbul, I find this very fascinating..I am glad you are my friend :p

Okay Veedie, thats about it..I have more to say actually
The crazy pictures of Maji, my support to Bandung for her struggle in memorising Jonas Brothers’ songs since she’s going to the concert, random friend Akiey, filled with illogical statements from Qish, Chaer Byan and their friends, Eirzreen and his craziness, my Ice Age Sid look-alike shopping partner, the cooking master Pi’ee, the fascinatingly monotonous Akmal, my friends who came from Newcastle, the people I met during Nottingham games, my other new friends here…and loads more..takpela…Im sure you’re tired sporting my utter nonsense
..I die it here Veedie..

MIss you
xoxo!!!