Tuesday,
April 30, 2013
So,
after days of waiting*), we finally had a simply sweet reunion. Me and besties.
The date is predictable. April 20, which coincided with my birthday. That early
morning, I was pampering myself (red: getting an extra sleep after doing the dawn
prayer J)
when suddenly somebody’s knocking on my bedroom door. While not fully awake, I opened
the door and....... TADAAAAA!
Happy birthday
to you..
Happy birthday
to you..
Happy birthday,
happy birthday..
Happy birthday
to you..
A
simple congratulation, a very-yummy (high-fat :p) cake, an oversized stainless steel
wrist watch, a pair of flat green shoes, tons of wishes and 2-partners-in-crime!.
What a gift!. What a day!. Even when I paid no attention to my birthday**), you
Guys still remembered it. Lots, lots and lots of thanks to both of you!. May
Allah reward your kindness immensely, aamiin YRA JJ
*) : I’m not counting but yes – it has been
a while!. November 2 (Maol’s birthday) was the last time we met each other. Almost
no communication afterward. Even Nunu wondered if this the way we tried to escape
from our comfy zone? (red: sticking to each other like a glue :p). I have no
idea about that!. One thing for sure, being a jobless person makes me not count
and just forgets the days. And that is true – I never-ever thought that it’s REALLY
been a while!.
**) : It started on 19 years old birthday when suddenly,
I came up with a thought that being in the birthday limelight, in truth, isn’t that cool!. It’ll only
give ‘certain’ individual a chance to be surprised at how old you are and fussy
about the life stage you should be in or shouldn’t be in yet. To me, it’s more
like a disaster though I do – still expect them to send their birthday wishes *LOL*
So,
what did we have this time?
Unfocused
Confab
Whatever
topic we initially have, it always ends with an unfocused talk. It not seldom happens
when we just leave the original track and turn to discuss the impromptu
subjects. It’s perfect when at the end, we completely forget what matter we actually
want to converse :p. So was that day. Being interrupted by Maol’s leave for
work at 7.30 a.m., we – me and Nunu, the rest member of the Three Muskeeters – just
spent the morning with talking aimlessly.
Hunting
for A Digicam
The
day wasn’t over yet. I had some money in hands I got from joining Arisan
Ibu-Ibu PKK RT-04 (red: monthly housewives social gathering) – that I thought I
had to spend soon. Soon here doesn’t mean I insist and without considering to
save some. But to expend money in form of ‘durable-tangible’ goods is indeed
wiser for person who’s so food addict as me (; (;
Okay
then, there’s a list of things I want to buy. Forget the tablet, forget the
bike. This time I decided to hunt for a new digital camera. Have I ever told
you about me losing this ‘one-of-image-capture-tools’?. Sorry to say but yes,
it was lost – once upon a time in Rome (what a bad luck!). Kind of traumatic so
I had no intention to look for its substitute actually, but concerning one of
my hobbies to travel, I need an evidence – the authentic one, to be inherited
to my descendant later hehee ;) ;)
Hunting
for a high tech product is never easy as it seems. Moreover, I’m not the one
who spends her life mastering this area. Spec may be learned once we catch the store.
But the price?. First time experience, I – without comparing and looking for
the best price – brought a new digicam home. “You look like a man in hurry”,
Ance said. “Indeed, I am”, I replied. A big city as Surabaya always sells
anything in cheapest price (at least compared to Malang), thus what else to
wait? – I believed. Of course I was totally mistaken. Arggrrrr, something’s
wrong with that digicam from the beginning – huhuu I swear I bought it with my
own halal-money LL
Spending
almost 4 hours checking the model availability from store to store still seemed
not enough. With Nunu, I was lucky. She helped me a lot by googling the market
price and OH MY – I really want to know how they set the price number!!. Same
brand, same type, same spec may have a twofold price?? :O :O :O. No, our insting
said it’s untrue. As a final attempt, we went to Hartono Elektronik – wishing
for a miracle to come. “We’re having a trip tomorrow and I really need this
digicam!”, I depressed. But then guess, after a quite long hunt at Matos, I finally
got my own new digicam with the BEST price (red: affordable) – only a few steps
away from my house *LOL* :D :D
So, are you ready to pose?.
A
Trip to Goa Cina
A
day later – on Kartini’s day, 5-of-us (Liong, Ilothupa, Pendot, Nunu and I) had
a nice trip to the beach of Goa Cina. A very-old plan yet spontaneous departure.
Within 3 hours, we rode our motorcycles towards the southern part of Malang
Regency. By the time we got there, I was speechless!. I was running like a
crazy, inhaling as much beach air as my lung could gather, collecting as many
shots as I could. I knew I was tacky but I didn’t care. I’ve been expecting
this moment!.
A
Week Later: Late Dinner at Pulosari
Last
Saturday afternoon, I sent a short message instead my cell-phone asking for
hanging out tonight. Without too much hoping for affirmative response as it was
so incidental, but then yeaaaay – I got 2 replies confirming yes. Thus, we
spent that night together. Started with hunting for a wedding gift on hustle-bustle
of Soekarno-Hatta Street and finished with a late dinner at Pulosari. As usual,
random chat dominates the meet. From a light talk complete with its freaky jokes
until the heavy one. Yep, the heavy one. The same old problem we don’t even know
when will it end *bitingfinger.
