Notes on Bintulu

i asked the taxi driver, why is bintulu does not seem to be economically developed?by that I mean, why are the movies at the cinema 1 month late. That is a sign of lack of progress to me hehe. Hah, all the money has gone to semenanjung lah, he said. I said, no way, petronas money 60% comes from international operations, no more from Swak la... actually i ve forgotten the facts n figures but i was kinda defensive.....then I wonder whether that remark by taxi driver is a standard accusation drilled down into the heart of many bintulu ppl and maybe it's a very convenient scapegoaty brainwashy thingy for money being diverted elsewhere.

i swear if i ever get rich i will give free land and houses to the slumdwellers living in cardboard plywood houses on the hills to the office. It breaks my heart to see such poverty.see, i shud have been richer coz many more ppl wud benefit kan??kann?? (apart from owning countless shoes like imelda marcos, the goddess of female giddiness n...i wud have held a barbecue at my posh mansion n u all r invited).

wat was i writing again? oh ok, nothing much, more fantasies on being rich n fabulous.Btw I happened to read a good malay book and gosh! now I m intimidated by this writer n I m thinking, no way i m going to write as well as she does!!!! Pheww...i just realize that i owe a lot to corporate nonperformers holding high positions n crappy writers who get their works published coz they ,hmm, the word cant be inspire, maybe ...they sort of makes me think if these unfortunately low iq ppl can do it , someone like me cud do so much better!!!heee heee! i was born in the year of the horse so arrogance n me come together, forgive me God.

Ok i m off to read Tijah at blogspot coz she s funny n i m sort of addicted to her posts.

Just nothing and nothing n nothing much

I have the knack of thinking about sthg inane whenever I have the chance to blog. Like the thoughts I have about drivers who have to open the car door to pay the toll. Invariably the cars are proton of many models and age. Nopes, I m not going to bash proton here anymore, just to say : shame to all proton employees, you make expensive junk.

Anyway, I have taken a liking to a new blog I have stumbled upon, Tijah. She s damn funny la. Oh yeah, the Raya thing. I got a nasty sms from my brother coz I didnt call or wish him anything. I wanted to explain that my toddler wud snatch my phone wenever I wanted to do so but oh well, I dont like explaining myself.

And the food binging during ramadhan kinda spoiled hari raya coz we were so used to good food we no longer appreciate them wen raya arrived.

Oh yeah, I went to my sister's house n saw so many malay romance books that she had bought and I thought, what the heck? I m going to write one myself, that day, that instant and try to sell it to her at least ! hee hee. My attempts at writing novels have been always driven by a sense of jealoousy, yes, ok, I m a scorpio n we have nasty traits ,ok? I mean, so many ppl can write junk and get published, so why not publish my own junk!

Yeahhh...I did that a few years ago as a therapy wen i was in Terengganu ( encouraged by two romance book addicts who somehow felt I could write romance hahaha! hey, that s ironic then, considering my failed first marriage, were they trying to inspire romance in me ?)but my romance novel became a murder mystery n one day wen the pc crashed, and that ended my writing career there n then. After all, I was also beginning a romance of my own!

Anyway, so I have started another one, I mean, a book, hehe , to be done wenever I have time, wic means wen I go on business trips and alone in a hotel room accompanied by some cold room service hotel food.

Hey, wic means I cant be writing this blog! Off to write this book!Muna and Mala, this time I will finish it, I promise!