Mumbles and Grumbles by Muz

http://miraculousmumbles.blogspot.com/

Selamat tinggal. Bon voyage. Auf wiedersehen.

Zoologists: This post has nothing to do with real turtles. Thanks for stopping by, you’re welcomed to continue reading.

It has been 11 months since I got abroad. It wasn’t such a long time to begin with, but long enough to get you doing loads of thinking.

Mama said before I left Malaysia: ” You’re gonna be there for 5 years Muzani. A lot of things can happen. Some things will change.”

Such true, true words. A lot has changed. Things before aren’t the way they are now. Honestly, I’m not prepared to handle this, and I don’t know how much more I can take. But am holding on real tight for dear life.

My life is a complete mess. The pile of garbage is ever mounting, and I’m yet to take it out. The pile of stuff in the sink is gaining altitude. My bed is a mess. Papers everywhere. I have to spend a half an hour trying to find my notes. Dust and hair is covering up my floor. I’ve been skipping morning classes for some reasons:

1. I can’t wake up mornings like I usually do. Partly ‘cuz I have trouble sleeping

2. I was sick

3. I just didn’t feel like it

My lab report has been sent back to me, and I have to do corrections. So twice the amount of workload. And by the time I get something done, something new is being put on my desk to be completed. I have to catch up with the notes of the classes that I missed, my bad. When people tell me their problems, it seems to me that this world is dark and ugly, and everybody is having a tough time. So there goes my glittering shimmer of hope. There’s only one light, and its the end of a tunnel. And by that, there’s no turning back now is it. That event from last semester is still haunting me.  And the guy I was asking for help didn’t seem at all interested, ‘cuz for almost a month and I’m still waiting for his email, reply or whatever.

And to top it all off, for those who are close to me, you know what’s REALLY bugging me right now.

So in these times of need, why the hell didn’t anybody offer me a cigarette huh?

Right. I realize that SO many of you are on the blogger site thingy. Or www.blogger.com to make it more precise. Well, I have nothing against it really. Hmm. I know, friendster blogs are well, admittedly a little lame. Yup, you can’t upload videos and those shenanigans. You can’t generate money with it, you cant put a playlist in it (or could you?? I better find out…) chatbox, who visited you and God knows what else. But really. I don’t thing it makes you cooler. I write, I write my thoughts, I write my thoughts honestly. And that’s what matters right?

If you don’t think so, get a life. You’re narrow minded. It’s not the site, it’s what you write in it.

(This crossed my mind. Austin Powers said: ” It’s not the size, mate! It’s how you use it!”. Well I know it has got nothing to do with anything, but I like Austin Powers.)

Well, I must have been really, really busy lately. I didn’t realise the things that are happening in the world around me. Put it this way. I’m surrounded by interesting people. This I knew for a long time already. Though recent developments indicate that these people are getting more and more interesting day by day.

And I have never felt so relieved. For a moment there I thought I was going to, well, die alone. Haha. So cheers. Thanks to all of you, everyone that knows me and how I look like. You just made me smile. Now THAT’S a big achievement, I would say.

Keep it up lads.

So the government decided to lower the price of fuel yesterday. Sounds good doesn’ it?

NO.

Why, you may ask?

Simple.

When I came back home to Malaysia, the decided to jack up the price like crazy. And just when I’m goin back to Germany on sunday, they decided “Hey! Lets bring the price down a lil’ bit.”

Life is unfair. Somebody is out there, and this fella is DAMN jealous of me.

*currently on Another You by Cromok and Scarecrow Adams by Disagree*

You see, this is the thing about time that really bums me out. It slows down when its boring (as Radzman puts it, Miss Chin’s chemistry class), and it speeds up like hell just when you least realize it. This is annoying. Less than 10 days to go, and my summer holidays would be over. Back to Germany, back to classes, back to those chilly sleepy mornings.

I must say, I have been pretty much productive this holidays. Went down to Singapore, ate what I love to eat, met the relatives, took photos, life’s good.

Then came Jakarta. The whole family had a trip there, and it wasn’t entirely great, though amusing it really is. The usual symptoms: diarrheoa (how ON EARTH do you spell that again??), flu, fever. This is pretty common when i set foot in Jakarta. I must be cursed. But the people there didn’t let me down certainly. The thing about Jakarta is, albeit the overpopulation, overpollution, massive traffic jams, crowds everywhere, they still manage to keep a sane mind to go through their daily worries. Personally, I would need therapy to live there. Depressed, I’d certainly be. But never on earth have i ever seen people SO DAMN polite to each other! Really! For a crowded city, I have to say they’re THE most polite people on earth. It may not be Singapore or KL, with skycrapers and Starbucks, and people shopping branded goods, but Jakarta-nians live their life their way. Honest, polite, one day at a time. Surviving each day is a blessing for them, and they really do appreciate life. Neat stuff. Though, thank goodness they invented J. Co donuts. Haha!

The ONLY topic of discussion lately: politics. Everybody is talking about it everywhere. Racism, corruption, accusation, sedition,.. the list goes on. Lets get this straight. Focusing on miniscule matters aren’t going to bring us anywhere. Forget racism. I see Malaysians just living with each other despite our differences. I see a Chinese lady chatting with a Malay girl on her way to ‘balik kampung’ and both of them complaining about the expensive bus tickets. I have an album of an Indian dude singing it out in Malay. It really is an easy problem to solve. Focus on similarities, not differences. Keep that in mind. Malaysia is a damn nice country to live in. It’s about time we appreciate it.

10 days to Germany. I’d better start rushing.

So yes. I’m back home. It’s warm here. VERY WARM indeed. I’m sweating like crazy like I used to. My face feels like it’s gonna explode any minute. Pimples are growing like mushrooms. Heck, even mushrooms are growing on my face.

My birthday last week. Thanks Hazel for the cake and the card. Thanks everyone for the wishes.

So back to the title. Went out with Naza and Iman as well last week at KLCC. Apparently he’s VERY punctual. So to fill the time this was my mission:

1. Get a shirt. A white, long-sleeve shirt.

Results: horrible. OH. MY. GOD. Do you know how hard it is to get a white shirt in KLCC? Even if I managed to find one, it’s too bloody expensive. How hard could it be?? White shirt. That’s it. Not found in KLCC.

2. Get a CD

Results: Laa, Tower Records close shop already. Should have been warned. Now where to get CDs in KLCC?

3. Survey camera flash thingy (in German its Blitzgerät)

Results: Found it. Price OK. But they only give the flash. Give lah freebies also. Malaysia-lah, not Germany. Must survey some more.

I just CAN’T get over the white shirt issue. Really I can’t.

So I just grabbed myself a brand new toy to play with. Went to the park today to give it a test drive, and I’m lovin this new toy of mine.

Wanna know what I’m talking about?

click: http://www.flickr.com/photos/muzani/

Dia terapung di situ
Tidak jatuh kesakitan, tidak pula terbang tinggi
Dia hanya mampu terapung.

Dia terapung di situ,
Tidak menjejak bumi, tidak pula mencium langit
Dia tiada upaya,
untuk melakukan apa-apa.

Dia terapung di situ,
Jika jatuh perit pedihnya,
namun kehangatan bumi jelas memanggil.
Jika terbang indah udaranya,
namun pedih tubuhnya bila petir membedil.

Hidupnya tiada bermakna,
Keputusan tiada erti baginya,
Pilihan ibarat tiada nyawa,
Cuma berada di dunia maya.

-miraclesbymuz-