When the sun sets down

 

 

When the sun’s about to leave the horizon

 

 

What a sleepy schedule it was. Though I had ample rest the night and the morning before the flight, I was still longing for the comfy, fluffy, cuddly pillow of the hotel room I was in. Argh how wonderful life is when you have the opportunity to make the hotel room as your temporary home. Yeah it works that way, I spend more nights away from my rented apartment. Ohh I miss the unwashed pillow sheet, the uncovered mattress back in my pad. Never missed my place ever then tonight. Obviously, I’m scheduled to return to Jakarta tomorrow therefore that is the only appropriate mood to have in mind. Hahaha

A friend from Sarawak will be heading to town soon and InsyaAllah he’ll be staying at my place! Can’t wait to communicate in my native mother tongue since the homesickness pandemic last week. Wait, since he’s coming from Kuching, I should take the advantage of this opportunity to request for rempah laksa sarawak. Yeah I should. And he’s from Bintulu to be exact, Bintulu renowned belacan!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA killing two birds with one stone!

 

Cruising and tummy was growling. Can’t help it with the temptation of seeing the captain enjoying his meal. Bare in mind, I’m on a strict diet and in need to shed off like tons of excess fat off this body frame. I’m aspired to look like those men of the runway of Paris hahaha. Still looking for places to get skinny jeans with good bargain. I came across this so called first Malaysian made jeans ( like seriously, do Malaysian manufacture their own clothes, don’t we naturally just outsource?? ) and the basic skinny will cost at least RM180 and the premium ones are priced at mere RM300. Are they seriously freakin’ kidding me? Are those denims made from the finest organic Eqyptian cotton or a hybrid species of exotic Iguanas extracted into sheets of fabric ?( ok digression again ). Like seriously, do your research on your target clientele and keep it within a range where most Malaysian commoners like myself could afford. And again, your target customers are teenagers. Child, those teens who are able to afford such price tags will definitely shop for goods of greater brands. Take my advice!! Lower your price!! OK how did I get myself into this emotional rant which all started on in flight crew meal?? hahahahah

 

Told you I’m on this program. I only ingested the roasted chicken. Thank god I refrained myself from munching those cabbage slices or else the cockpit will be intoxicated with gaseous discharge from my ***  hahahaha. If you’re on a date, skip the cabbage or whatever food  that will give out flatulence effect, or in laymen’s term, fart!!

 

The captain decided to leave the logo lights on to flaunt out the logo of the airline. This bird is fresh of the factory by the way.

 

She's only 3 days old. OK 3 days old in service for the airline

 

Hey hey I’ve flown this new girl in town. Isn’t she a beauty? I’m referring to the plane not the cabin crew okk.

 

Myth buster 101: When you’re done with your business in the aircraft lavatory and the second you press the flush button, the waste is collected and is discharged by the ground staff using such vehicle. Your fecal waste or whatever waste you have passed off will not gonna be eliminated off the plane recklessly and end up on anyone’s rooftop. Myth has been busted.

 

Let me break this to you. Well, this is my first ever experience tasting the rainbow cake. I’ve great passion of food and I’m not that thrilled either to munch this cake, it’s just layered coloured sponge cake. Those whoever posted photos of this kinda cake on facebook or instagram, hahaha you’ve just been fooled over a simple plain bakestuff. Nothing much out of it actually. BUUUUUUUUUUUUT, I bought it after 9pm and guess what?? I know I’m a very smart consumer, 50% off!! ahahahaha. I always like to brag about discounts. Just wait till the clock hit the hour and tadaa, the same thing for half the price. Wouldn’t be bothered with freshness, how fresh can a cake be? Eating it straight off the oven, piping hot?? Ermm, I’m supposed to be on diet right??

 

P/s: Siti  Nurhaliza loves patin masak tempoyak. and I miss Temerloh for that. Hahaha goodnight world.

Lovin’ the lounge, wuhoo!

 

My Monday blues started on Friday, hahaha how uncommon is that? ( No, it’s not even qualified to be so ). I was still stricken by homesickness albeit spending a full week back in hometown ( correction, I claimed Subang Jaya as my hometown, but home is where family is right? so bye bye Subang Jaya huhu ).

*Ding Dong Kring Kring Krong Kong Kong* ( whatever the sms ringer is )

erghhh, I’m flying tomorrow. I miss home! Miss Mama and nieces to the bones!! I’m in need of motivation to unearth my conscience from this misery I’ve been thrown into. OK dramatic at its best ahaha.

Scheduled to fly from Surabaya and layover in Semarang ( my favourite Indonesian city next to Bali, is Bali considered as one? ) To cut things short we were scheduled to arrive in Surabaya so early, we reached 3 hours ahead of time. What is there to be done to kill the time?? What? Help me!

“Let’s go to the lounge” the captain intervene. OK. ahahaha

 

My first visit to this lounge. Been to few other lounges in different airports but this particular place deserved the recognition above all. Oooo I love you Singosari Lounge! Keep me in here and I’ll be the happiest man ever!

 

Arrays of fooooooooood. OK should put the weight watcher mode on. I’ve been eating like a walrus back in KL. Can’t bare to blame on anything, Malaysia is just the best food haven on earth. Wuhoo! By the way I’m loving the dessert here. Should I even bother to elaborate? Indonesia is good with their sweet offerings. Hands down they rock it, hard. Ahaha

 

The prayer room, inside the lounge itself! Convenience is the key. But don’t be surprised, you can find surau or musholla as what they called it here in almost all nasi padang restaurant. Performed Jama’ prayers here, as usual, have to skip the friday prayer at the mosque. The captain had skipped five times now. How he wanted to have a day off on Friday.

Alhamdulillah done with the prayers, walked off the room, WHERE DA HELL ARE MY SHOES???

 

“Sir, it’s with me, let me polish it first”

OKKKKKKK.

I nearly decline. Soo not used to such hospitality. Can’t recall how much gratitude I had offered to him. Never in my life ever I had my shoes polished by none other but myself.

 

OOOOOO free internet by the computer on top of the free wifi. Things keeps getting better as I walk through the lounge!

 

Enjoying few sip of bliss. Hell no, I had few glasses of that orange juice. Perfect balance of tartness and hint of sweet aftertaste. OK I know I’ll be happy if I’m fed with free food. Ahaha.

 

Like seriously? Free massage?

 

Oh yeahh they do. Two masseurs taking charge of the patrons’ aching physique. They were rather reluctant to have me snapping photos of them at work. Thank god I’m not a massage junkie ( coz the massage translate as tickling gestures on my body and I might pass out laughing ), or else I may spend the entire 3 hours of waiting in this parlour. My Mama will definitely appreciate this facility.

 

 

The only thing I ate. Shut up. Diet went out the window. Heyyy I need to fly therefore I need to get fueled up! Ahahaha dear fat please magically dissapear from my waist, tummy and all the undesired areas you’re roaming.

 

How I missed The Star back home. This is the only paper I can actually understand reading through each page ahaha.

 

Killing the last 30 minutes doing thing that I love, browsing through mamatiamia’s!

 

To my surprise, I was featured! Ahahaha my celebrity status is on the rise. Watch out world, I’ll be coming out with my record soon! Ahahaha. Felt like a living celebrity, not a dead one ahahaha, OK bed is calling. Let’s dream!

 

 

P/S: Siti Nurhaliza attracted to Dato’ K partly due to his moustache. Will be growing some soon. OKKKK not!

Pobondo tu??

 

Done with the day, back to the apartment, all I wanna do was to catch up with my sleep. And then…..

 

An envelope??

 

 

Waddahell is this? My rent is only due by next year. What could this envelope holds? Is the owner wanted to chase me out coz he wanted to give away the apartment to his daughter for her upcoming wedding? Wait, she’s only 2 years old. Hahaha the imagination went all wild trying to figure out the content of the envelope. Whatever, just open it.

 

Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat???? OK enough of unwanted surprises. The dreamland is calling.

 

ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ…………….