Sunday, July 25, 2010

Raintree

Raintree Polo Club. I think that's the name.

Pak Long came to my house just now. I don't know why -.-

*Intercom ringing*
Me: Helloo??
Akak: Pak Long datang. Turun.
Me: Ah? Oh. Okay.
*hangs up intercom*

Walk down the stairs.
I forgot what they were talking about, i was busy looking at the TV, Hancock was on.
From time to time i came back to earth.

They were talking about Cats.
Pak Long is breeding a new breed of cats.
He said he's waiting until the 6th Generation came, then, he'll register it as an official breed of cats.
Baru dia nak jual :D

Then, we talked about medications etc.
Pak Long, is a vet.
His daughter, is a Plastic Surgeon. But she wants to be a Maternity Surgeon. [is there such thing?] well, i hope you know what i mean. :D
Pak Long along with Mak Long talked about how rich a veterinarian can be if you open your own clinic.
And i must say, i wanna be a vet when i grow up.
after 2 months of being a successful vet, i'll buy my Cayenne :D

2 months later, okay, maybe 6 or 8, i'll buy my Carerra :D
Hah!

Well, as usual, Pak Long being the person that he is,
with every joke he made me laugh the loudest and tries his best to provoke Mak Long in the most innocent way possible.

"Pak Long dah kata dekat Mak Long, don't touch that cat. he's not used to being fed by hand. DEGIL JUGAK! malam tu, tangan bengkak diaam je. padahal tgh sakit tu. smpi skrg diaam je. padan muka"

HAHA.
Then, we talked about Khalif. Pak Long's son.
Let's see. He sleeps during Science during his MRSM years, and his teacher purposely wakes him up by the END OF THE CLASS and asks him about what his teacher taught the class just now. And guess what. HE CAN EXPLAIN EVERYTHING!
In fact, he corrects the teacher. Hah. Like me :D
One time, after SPM, he climbed up the rooftop of his dormitory and peed from above to below! SUPER FUNNY!!

Then, we talked about horse riding.
Pak Long explained about renting the horses, membership yada yada.
Being the 'can we just buy it' me that i am, i asked Pak Long
"1 kuda berapa?"
"Depends. 15 thousand...half a million"
"hmph. baik aku beli kereta, lagi best!"
"kuda naik sorang je pon, tak best."
hahaha.
There's a horse like, as tall as my knee, 1.2 million. Each!
21 ekor. Sultan Pahang jaga. Wait, i forgot Sultan of where, but Sultan lah.
Gila babi.

Pak Long drew a map of the Raintree Club.
"Nak masuk, kata, Dr Kamal, for sure they'll let you in."

Me: "Keyword, Dr Kamal. Check."

Pak Long also told me about his experience and gave me some tips about being a vet.
"I studied in India"
"India..[pretends to take note on my palm] mmhmm"
"I took the..Veterinary course"
"Veterinary..mmmhm.."
"You have to study hard tau!"
"Study...hard...okay.."
"Like animals"
"Like..ani...okay, check!"

Haha :D Thank you, Pak Long!!

Hmm, tried to play guitar...after so long. it's dusty and out of tune.. it's soo...boring now..
i couldn't strum properly..and i couldn't care less.
maybe i'll work on the enthusiasm to play guitar again later.

When i tried tuning my guitar, which i succeeded as usual, i remembered my phobia.
Tune-the-guitarophobia!

Story:
I was tuning my cousin's guitar. He wasn't home at the time..
the string snapped. i was like •.• OHMIFARK!
yeah, i kinda kept quiet about it.
didn't even apologise.
lama tak jumpa okay? by the time i met him after the incident..i already forgot about it...
Sorry Bazil. D:

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