Minor Sign of the End of Days

How fast time flies. The end is near. God forgive our sins.

Visit to "The Clinic"

I finally managed to put on some balls and set some time last two saturdays to go to The Clinic and get myself checked. When I got there with the Wife, she introduced me to the staff and brought me to see the doctor on duty. She suggested I do ozone therapy which is to add oxygen to my blood. Its supposed to be done once a week. Apparently the addition of oxygen to the blood has many positive health effects which Im not going to disclose here cuz frankly I cant recall. So first she pricked my finger to draw blood to test my creatinine level. They did this to estimate my renal functions, in other words whether or not my kidney is working as good as it should.

After that they led me to a bed with leather restraining straps (kidding). I lay down and Hasan came to prepare the equipment needed to suck out my blood. I was terrified because I have syringe-o-phobia. All the while the Wife was consoling me and telling me everything is fine and I'll barely feel the needle going in. Of course I didnt believe a word she said and continued to entertain an image of a large needle digging into my flesh and sucking me dry. When it came time to stick me with the surprisingly small needle, I said a quick prayer, grimaced in anticipation and closed my eyes. They found a vein at my inner elbow but as the needle dug in, the vein disappeared. So they had to move the needle around in there. Yes it hurt like hell and they still couldnt find the vein. After what felt like a millennia, they took out the needle and decided to find another vein. DAMMIT!! So they found one on my hand just after my wrist. That one hurt even more...
After the pain ended everything was fine and I could see my blood slowly dripping into the bottle hanging on the thingy. Its a weird feeling seeing all that blood, MY blood, outside of my body. I kind of felt like Dr. Frankenstein's monster. I've donated blood on two occassions before in my life but I was never as terrified as I was at The Clinic.
Yes as you can tell from the picture I was having a ball in The Clinic getting my blood oxygenated. It was a great experience but one that I do not want to go through again if it can be helped. Alhamdulillah, and thanks to the Wife for "gently" prodding me into going to The Clinic, I'm now a bit more healthier.

Enter At Your Own Risk

Haha. I bet this place has been around for ages and Im sure they get heavy traffic to be able to last this long. But the name Poliklinik Kong is funny. You go in for treatment and to ultimately PREVENT or delay death... but the name is kind of an oxymoron. Did I use the word Oxymoron appropriately?

Albino Fish at Airport Toilet

Users of the Ngurah Rai International Airport toilet in Denpasar (Bali) will be mildly amused or entertained by the aquariums at each urinal. The aquariums are at eye level so u can watch the fish swim around while you pee. I found this poor guy at the bottom of his aquarium at my urinal. He must be some kind of albino chiclid and he must be really tired from entertaining so many urinal users. Thats why he's sleeping at the bottom of the aquarium. Back in 2007 the airport recorded 19,099 international flights and over 43000 domestic flights. Just imagine the number of people who used the toilet in that year alone and how many this guy had to entertain by swimming around dispassionately. No wonder he's so tired. Poor guy.

I didnt think it would happen but it did and im so happy it happened

Yes Im finally married. It all happened so fast I barely had time to say "let me think about it" (kidding sayang). I met the father one weekend and three weeks later we were engaged and four months later we're husband and wife. Very nice.

The nikah was at her house and was attended by family. Friends came later in the evening. The pelamin was done by Dato' Roy as well. I bought my kurta and she made her lengga at Jln Masjid India. We decided to do an Indian theme because... well im not so sure why but we thought it'd be cool.



We made most of the wedding decisions ourselves (by we I mean she) and the reception in KL turned out very well. Renaissance Hotel was very helpful and efficient and they gave us reasonable rates per person. We got Dato' Roy from Roy Busana Anggun in Jln Masjid India to do the pelamin and it was beautiful. Our wedding outfits were flown all the way from Burma together with the dressmaker to do our makeup. Makeup and dressing up took ages and walking in that thing was difficult because my "skirt" was held together by pins so I couldnt walk faster than a drunken turtle. It was hard for her as well. But we enjoyed it thoroughly and there was an abundance of praise for both of us.

The wedding started with a bagpipe and dhol number played by a couple of punjabi musicians. Punjabi weddings are naturally very lively where everyone dances without the slightest hesitation but of course no one did at ours though we didnt oppose the idea. It was definitely different. Once we were on stage a couple of silat guys came up and did a "silat pengantin" for us. Apparently its tradition. Then there were three dance numbers performed by Dato' Roy's dancers.

Our video montage was done by Dina Wedding and photography done by One Two Juice Photography. The video was awesome to say the least. We havent seen any photos yet so cant say anything about that. Right after the cake cutting, the emcee surprised us with a request for us to sing a song. I cant say that I was too surprised cuz I sort of saw it coming. Kak Zura had warned me earlier that she WILL get us to sing no matter what... it was fun and terribly embarassing at the same time. I reaaaaaallyyyyyy cant wait to see the video (NOT!!!!!).


In conclusion, I'd say that the wedding was a success. It was fun for us to plan the whole thing but at the same time there were a lot of moments that made us think twice about getting married. It definitely brought us closer together and its something that we are gonna remember for the rest of our lives.

Gasp!

I was doing my previous years taxes (yeah yeah im a procastinator so sue me) so I needed stationeries. I found my mom's stationery bag and started rummaging through it... and look what I found!!! -----
Dice!! Is mom a secret RPG fan?? Hmm... when she says she goes 'teaching' at UM is she really secretly meeting her RPG group made up of similarly aged men and women?? Oh how I wish. Interesting thought.

Curious Mulan

Last night Mom let Mulan out of her room to roam around the house a bit. Of course she found her way into my room and took an immediate interest in my fish - especially my silver sharks. The fish were so terrified they gathered at the far corner wishing the tank was bigger. Silver sharks are also known as Bala Sharks (haha my boss's name is Bala). Of course they are not sharks at all. They can grow to be 13 inches so they require large tanks actually. In fact my tank is still too small for them. They are excellent jumpers and are very easily provoked to dart around and jump out of the water. Luckily I have my aquarium hood. If not then the next day there will be one ikan kering on the floor.