the child

last weekend, or rather last saturday night, was spent watching a movie. FINALLY! broke my duck. haven't watched any since june 2005. pathetic. anyways i was supposed to catch paradise now, this story about palestinian suicide bombers. but the tickets got sold out so fast, we had settle for this french movie l'enfant (the child) at the cathay. well the cathay is still very deserted anyway. only 3 shops have started operations as far as i can remember. watched the movie eith fab,sarah and fazlin anyway. the movie had a particularly abrupt ending that i'm still bothered about.

anyway, yesterday i booked out late from camp. after camp met up with ismail, hang out at town for a while then i met up with hadi and liza. oh and shikin, and faaizah and syaza. back to the good old days man! it's like 7 years ( that's a damn long time to me) ago that we met for the first time as calssmates back in secondary school. and everyone's gone a long way since then. everyone's really changed man. it's just nice to just think about the funny things that we did and happened way back in those days gone by.

anways, here it comes, the great singapore sale! started it off by buying 3 agatha christie books from kinokuniya yesterday. 20% off storewide! better go get hold of those books you all really wanna to buy! i think i better take some off days to just go shopping! but now i'm still very very busy! it's been non-stop work for the past 2 months, and things are looking bleak anyway. so what a better to chase the stress away than to shop!

anyway yesterday i had a conversation with this stranger at kinokuniya, a malay man probably in his 40s. asked me for $2 for a ride home on the bus, i gave him only $1. apparently he thought i was a malay-chinese (which is probably the biggest joke shikin will ever hear of). but he went on to ask some questions:
the man: how come there's no malays here in the bookstore?
me: oh, no malays will ever come here actually.
the man: then what about you and me? aren't we malays?
me: i mean, very little malays will ever come here.
the man: see, that's why i didnt think you were a malay at first. because i thought here there were only the chinese and foreigners.
me: yea, there's alot of chinese around at this place.
the man: how come?
me: this is just not the place for malays to come. anyway many of them don't like to read i guess.

the conversation carried on to something else that i can't remember. told ismail later on and when we left kinokuniya and exited taka through the main door, and i saw soo many malays jus hanging around at the fountain area.

i mean, come on, no wonder we don't like to read! we always while the time away doing alot of nonsensical things that just to bring any benefits. me included. but i think there's always a line to draw.

some people are just too much. i'm talking to you, you slut.