12.12.12

How was 12.12.12 for you?

Let me tell you mine. Started with 3 hours of seriously not enough sleep, over at Shareeqa's house. Since we're gonna go out the next day, might as well we spend the night together. Its always impossible when the three of us are gathered together! Especially after not seeing each other for such a long time. Just impossible for us not go wild even for a second. 

Shareeqa's mother picked me up around 11 and Shareeqa said that Liyana was not able to join us. Though its was heart crushing, it was also quite expected  cause she has very strict parents. So it was not  really a shock to me when I heard the news. So there I was sitting so cutely at the back seat, when suddenly Shareeqa's mother take a left, towards Liyana's housing area. And I was like, "Eh?!" I burst out a small squeal before tickling Shareeqa's neck and making her suffer in depths of ... Ticklish?

Shareeqa and I went up to her house and the moment her face shows up at the door, I pulled her (whatever I can get) so hard till all her body parts gets out with her and I flushed her under my undying tight squeez! Not that its not the same with Shareeqa, they're both my babies, and I love them equally, but in the whole school break, I've only spent 3 hours with her at an open house we were invited to. That's all! That ain't enough! Meanwhile with Shareeqa its like, late 3 hours phone calls almost every night and she'd come over or would ask her sister to pick me up and we'd go for a swim at her house after. So, its.... Understood right? 

Carry on! We got to Shareeqa's house and without any spek of shame on our faces, we went straight into her room and sat on that messy bed of her's. Not that its a problem. Nothing matters when you've known someone so well and pretty much your whole life, its like pffffft I don't even care no more.

Since tomorrow is the "big day" (12.12.12), Liyana and I who was already so tired and parched by the activities we went through during day has taken us and we just really need some sleep. But NO, you donno Shareeqa. She will not ever let you sleep before she does! Its a cumpolsory to "be by her side" when she faces the night. Well yeah, and that worked for, 2 hours. By the time the clock reached 2, Liyana has fallen asleep. And although I've tried so hard not to fall asleep, even after jamming through all of Ed Sheeran's songs, sort of "rocking" to it while my body is lied on the bed like a drunk whale, I still fell asleep. At 4am. 

Nobody really knows how they got up every morning but, that's just god's secrets and its a blessing for us to get them while we can. The sun is up and my eyes went short-term blind. Its so hard to open my eyes. The bigger it gets the more it stings. So I decided to let it close and just walk my way through the small spaces of Shareeqa's room with my eyes closed. Liyana who giggled the moment she saw my presences, came to me and take me to my seat at the dining table. Its like I'm really blind a moment there. On the table, a fully served grade A breakfast. Like those you get at 3, 4, 5 star hotels. Baked beans, omellete, with toasts! Mmmm, I was so touched. They manage to do something without me. (haha) well. It is touching right?

Anyway, I was like "Magadd babies thanks a lot for the breakfast. I will eat it all!" and they were like smilling and immitating stupid so called "funny" faces thinking I won't see them as for my halfed open eyes. 

They both know I don't eat baked beans though, so I went back into Shareeqa's room to take my phone and when I got out with eyes wide open (finally), all the baked beans on my plate, gone. I look at them with an urge to control myself from laughing and their faces are giving the same signals, and so we all stood there like statues for few seconds before bursting out to high piched gags and mute laughs! The ones you get when its just too funny and tears run down your face and your stomach hurts so bad but you just continue laughing anyway, yeah that's the one! 

Stupid idiots, they're so like me. With the sudden pilled baked beans on their plates obviously explains the dissapearing of the ones that was on mine. We started eating after we finally managed to catch our littlellest breath again. The day just started, and already I have a great memory.

Its already 10 and the taxi has arrived. Although I'm the last one to take a bath and "get ready", its magic how I'm always the first to say "Done!". Liyana who got up first ends up being the last person to finish. Meanwhile Shareeqa? She sticks in between. Its one of those days where she's late but luckily there's someone else who takes her place and forge her last place.

I rushed to the red car parked in front of the guard's house. Thankfully he's okay with the fact that we're 15 minutes late. Oh! And also an addition of 6 minutes waiting for Liyana who ran back after realising she had forgotten to take her phone.

The journey to the KTM,  Padang Jawa took us about another 10 minutes. Thankfully we were fast and made it to the first train! We stopped at KTM, Shah Alam to fetch few of our other friends who would be joining us on that day. Those morrons, turns out they haven't even bought the tickets! And so we spent another 15 minutes there, "patiently" waiting for the next train.

  "So, who is to be blame for this?" I asked. And quickly they all point to Irsyad. This super hyper, too fun and loud, Alex Turner of Arctic Monkeys obssesed fan and idol who is unfortunately also my bestfriend. He looked at me with his long hair covering his eye brows, flipped to the side, kind of like Alex Turner himself (so he thinks) and says "Whaaaaaat?" with this huge grin. I can say nothing but just to make this "Whattahell" face back at him. He chuckles to the funniness of my face while I swing my bag to his bony hip.

The train finally shows up and we were like thanking god so much and all the wonders of nature in the world! The thought of waiting longer kills us. We quickly got on the train and I see it as another arcade ride at some amussement park adventure. I frigging love public transportations. Its hell cheap and the ride is so bumpy, I can loose 2 to 3 kg per ride! 

The journey to Sunway Piramid, already cost us an hour. Not really sure why but that morning everyone is rushing things up. Walk fast! Talk fast! Eat faster! To think that its waisting time to enjoy our breakfast and have a nice talk while at it is a problem. I sigh. 

In Malaysia, between the state of Selangor Darul Ehsan and Kuala Lumpur, there's just so much we can go to or choose to. But I picked Sunway Piramid cause of the fact that its the only place in the nearest state with an ice skating rank in the building. The frigging reason I plan all this is to ice skate.

But no, no I am not good at skating. AT ALL. 

I just love how the rush we get running through my veins when my warning, safety zone mode is on. Like when someone's so close and all you think is "Don't frigging hit me?!" in your head when the person is only trying to stop at the side like you are doing.

After our stomachs' full, we went straight to the ice skating rank. Is it because of the date? The rank seems to be a public sardine can. There has never been so many people before. Today's just, outragiously bizzare. We went to the counter still, to go in. And they say the rank's too full and that they have ran out of shoes. Ran out of shoes?! Seriously? 

My dream and single purpose of going to this place is to ice skate! And I've been planning it since before the school break so full or not, IM FREAKING PLAYING! Though I insisted for us to just wait and queue, few of us wants to linger around the mall first and Imran, who kept pressuring me to take him to watch movies sure beats me a lot.  There's 13 of us, and I just can't bear to be selfish. I decided to go with Imran's "idea" of going to the movie first. 

Don't know why but things sure seems bad for us that morning. Possible that the earliest movie on that day is at 2, while others are at 4! Okay, 2's not that late but we can't really watch it cause most of us have seen them. So, Shareeqa and I suggest that we do something else rather than waste money on movies as such, but Liyana and Haziq plus the other lovers, Iman and Irsyad is hard on the idea, and so we split up.Took Imran, Aishah and Syireena with us back to the ice skating rank. Still the long queue, I insisted we stay and just wait this time. We queued for 40 minutes and finally! We were able to enter the rank. 

Took the skates at the counter and wore them immediately. Imran who was slowly dying with boredom retrieves his smiles as soon as he got into the rank. That devilish boy. He is something, awkward, weird, selfish sometimes but yet he is so cute and adorable, and he understands you though. He is special in ways that only few can accept.

As I've mentioned before, no not a good skater at all. My first steps into the rank was horridly ugly and yet entertaining to few eyes I supposed. I regain my balance when I got a hold at the side poles. While I take baby steps, Shareeqa, Imran and Aishah were flying all around me. Here I am at the second pole yet already the three of them has passed me by 4 to 5 times. They all take turns skating with me though, to help a little. So sweet of them. As thrilling as I am with each of their visit, I was however a little bit scared when it comes to Shareeqa. I'm sure she loved to had seen me fall, that would really explain the panic attempt from her every time she tried to stop. Seriously scary that girl!

We skate for 2 hours ONLY! Because Imran and Syireen has to go, like really have to go and Shareeqa desperately wants to play Laser Tag? Its Laser something, I don't remember. And so, we finished at 4 and went for lunch at Manhattan's Fish Market. I friggin love Manhattan's Fish Market. The Small Flame can burn my guts at every bite! For lunch of course the two couple joined us. The movie had ended and so we were reunited to fill our tummies.

What funny yet quite awkward for me is, while other shared their food in pairs, I had the whole pan to myself. I'm stuffed yes, but I can't imagine eating one grain less. I just really love the food there. I even posted a before after picture of it at Instagram.

The clock turned 6 and we again had to say goodbye this time to Iman and Aishah. That's the limit for them. Aishah's brother had arrive to pick her up so Iman went home with her. We stroll still through the mall and went to that Laser something place and it was kind of cool. Its the biggest yet to ever build here in Malaysia. As psyche as we were about it though, we didn't play. The remaining others were all already low  on money and so Shareeqa and I, understood their situation and didn't force them through.

I got parched with all the walking (its understandable when you're carry such a heavy body as me self) and bought Chocolate Cream Chip at Starbucks. I never was a fan of Starbucks before, I have my moments to when I want to buy it. However, after Syireen introduced Chocolate Cream Chip to me, (different to what I used to have before) I grew fond of it and it has become sort of a "must buy" at sight.

After that we went outside and rushed to the first bus as we thought it was the one that would take us to the KTM, but no its not. We asked 3 buses and they all said no, they're "not the one" and so we decided to take the cab instead. Imagine 5 of us in a Proton Saga. Haziq who sat at front was lucky of course, but the four of us at the back? I'm huge myself, Shareeqa's chubby too and Liyana's got quite a figure too (not that she's fat, but she has a full developed woman body that makes her look quite plum/mature/chubby for her age) and oh! Plus Irsyad. Thank god he's skinny or else we might even have to put him in the bonnet. The four of us squashed at the back. I remember my left hip that went numb because of Shareeqa's butt perfectly seated on it. The sight of the KTM brought me so much joy! I get to feel my hip once again! Paid the driver and took the first train back to Padang Jawa.

An hour later, Shareeqa's sister fetched us. We got home and used the toilet and went to the mamak stall at the pool. Purpose? To see Farhan.

Introduction: Farhan is a close friend of mine since I was 13. Met him when I was 12. We don't go to the same school or live at the same area. We stay contacted through social networks. We bumped to each other in the few years, not intentionally though. Was reunited with him again last year at my Tuition (Tusyen Hikmah) same place where I first met him. That's normal and expected, what's completely "mind blowing" is we turned out to be neighbors at Klang. My family moved there last year for few personal reasons before moving back to Shah Alam early this year. With him being my tuition friend again and also my neighbor, automatically he, Shareeqa and I became best friends. Shareeqa also lives there. So its a sure package of friendship the three of us.

Anyway, its been a long time since the three of us hung out together. Farhan's somehow always busy with something. He's a "busy man". (Imagine me imitating the ugliest face possible with eyes role to the sky and both hands on my shoulders). He's free that night so we decided to meet at the mamak stall. Chat a little bit. He hasn't been in his best shape recently, that's why he didn't join us when we went ice skating that day. So the three of us, (with Liyana) walked down the park which is Farhan and his friends' hangout. Shareeqa was waving at the group of boys and of course I look at them searching for Farhan. Thought he was the guy wearing red but actually the one wearing black. We sat and talked about what happened that day. What did we do and all. It was fun. Listening to his stupid jokes with Shareeqa. Both of them are so alike. (Kabut). His strict parents called him when the clock strikes 11 and we said goodbye.

We slept with smiling faces that night. Well Liyana and Shareeqa did. Me, I was up till 4 writing half of this. Thought of making it short but as you can see, it has ended up into being an essay. As I re-tell my story here, I could't help laughing to few parts where is a sure cherish moment for me. My 12.12.12 was not perfect. Had some problems here and there but regardless of that, its still one of those days to remember. My 12.12.12 was bittersweet.