Kuala Lumpur... city of my teenage years
This is where I essentially grew up
but not quite where I matured...
a lil' melancholy today...
Alvin was in KL, came down from HK
Guess I'll say it again that...
Yea~
Alvin was down from Hong Kong over the CNY period.
I heard he was around Kuantan visiting and sighseeing about with his g/f
But, he stopped by KL to say hello to friends (me included) on the Friday
I was really tired and had fallen asleep that evening
we made alternative plans to link up on the Saturday
and that we did...
I met Ms Vicky whom I had not seen for 3 years
She was Alvin's hsemate or something
I had done Alvin or her some favour a few years back
and that is the connection (albeit a very thin one at that) between us...
I caught her voice though but I couldn't place her face
We ended up sitting around 1 Utama for a bit
then I took us all to Lotus (re: Nasi Kandar Penang) in TTDI for lunch
ordered all sorts of Malay/Indian (the mamak fare) cuisine for Alvin to try
But, that was the pretense... heh~
I just wanted to sample the variety, they helped by finishing what I had tasted.
On a sidenote, the Nasi Lemak isn't that great anymore...
Then we ended up in KLCC under the Petronas Twin Towers.
the Dude wanted to snap some photos!
We (Vicki and I) ended up feeding him Roti Boy buns... HAHA!!!
the Dude can eat, I really mean EAT... a great big lot.
and I saw Leanne...
guess I should apologize to Alvin and Vicki now
I was in a sour mood after I bumped into her
I thought I was seeing ghosts of my past... you know, halucinating
Then, she did come up to say hello~
Asked me a few questions about me and how I was
I can't remember the exchange
It was really awkward.
I really didn't imagine that KL would be that small
grabbed some smokes after
I say it's for the frustration and the stress
But, I've yet to open the pack...
I need to get away...
Leanne... Leanne... leanne...
Why does the memory of you haunt me so?
the Pai Tien Kwong ?!? celebratory aspects of my heritage
Did I get that right?
It's supposed to be cantonese...
I'm making the journey down to Bidor later this evening...
We hokkien have a festival on the 8th day of CNY where we 'pray to the God of the Heavens'.
I get to sit around family and celebrate being hokkien~
We prep food, arrange paper money and offer respects to the sky.
Then, we break sugarcane and burn everything...
firestarter! hehe~
Those who flaunt the law will then light fireworks.
And we invite the whole town over to eat and drink and get drunk...
I like to view this as a cultural heritage thing that I am satisfying.
So it really isn't at war with my religion nor the associated beliefs...
I really AM chinese...
Mum already argued that Sammi can't make it 'cause school reopens the next day.
And, that mum won't go either, 'cause she has to look after baby sis
think lil sis Stefi isn't going either.
Dad doesn't look too happy.
actually, he is ~fuming~
Sigh~
It's going to be a long, quiet and boring drive...
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