Birthdays and new book

Today is the 20th of June. 2 days ago my cousin had his birthday. And today is the birthday for 4 people that I know. My brother, 2 of my schoolmates and 1 was my coursemate in uni. Happy birthday to all of you...my brother got a cactus suprise in his office. His wife got a favour from his colleague to give him a surprise. Other than that is just a cake waiting at home. Nothing much of a celebration for a 31-year-old. haha...

When I was in a boarding school way up north, I would get the makcik dobi to bake a chocolate cake for me for a mere rm8 with choc icing. Nyum...the cake was lovely. I've called all my best friends from different dorms to join me. We ate the cake in the hostel garden, at the meja batu with the payung at night. That were the best time, away from parents and home-town, only to friends we share our happy and sad moments together. I really, really love and missed all my friends.

One thing about the birthday date is that it was used for our train-ticket collection from the cikgu. Before the school breaks, we will be in the hall with our nite prep's uniform (white baju melayu and songkok for boys and white tudung & baju kurung with black kain for girls). And the cikgu in charge will call our birtdate and we have to go on the stage to get the ticket. It was the government concession for students living in other states in the country. Well, my friend siti has to give-up to botak when he hurriedly get onto stage to take the ticket. Apparantly both have the same birthdate. Siti has to wait for the next round thanks to Botak. Much of the boys ego in school which I saw a lot during my 2-years stay. One thing for good is the ego eventually melted away as soon as we left school. Somehow they are more gentlemen-like now. Thank you v. much. I kan slalu je gaduh dgn boys back then. haha...hey, I still remembered the stinking dead bat with the maggots in my desk when I was in form 4. U guys memangggg jahattttttttt!!!!

I've just finished reading 'Confessions of An Old Boy' by Kam Raslan. I just can't help laughing at some part of the book which is really funny. Dato' Hamid, the old boy with his snobbishness and his brilliant wife, which she was called 'The Wife' was simply a saviour for Dato during his down-fall in Algiers. What was he doing in Algiers in the first place? Playing drum influenced by care-free Nik, abandoned their studies in UK. Luckily Hamid was married with 'The Wife'. Well, I really enjoyed the book. Now I'm passing it to dad, if he were interested with MCKK-old-boy story (which is just a fiction, not a real story). Maybe he can recognise some character since he was a big-school old boy afterall.