 View from my apartment in the evenings Five nights out of seven I would drag myself to bed, eyes half closed, and somewhere between my head hitting the pillows I was already out. When you live in the city that never sleeps, you're either busy working, entertaining friends, running errands, doing house chores or just plain running around the city trying to keep up with everything. Sometimes the only quiet, alone time you will ever get is that moment when you're lying in bed in the dark, and those minutes that your brain is settling down and drifting off to sleep are the most precious minutes ever.
I live in an apartment right smack in the middle of the city. From my bedroom window I could see a lake and a landscape of the whole city. The apartment is right next to streets of shops and restaurants, so you could say that my residency is as city-ish as it gets. When I shut the lights and am about to lie down in bed, all bare-faced and in comfy wear, I see buildings in lights and the lake reflecting back everything. I see the city before I go to sleep at night. Granted, the city offers lullabies for you as you lie in the dark in bed. Be it New York or Kuala Lumpur, you will often hear either police sirens or the ambulance speeding past your street. If it's a weekend night, you can still hear the distant sounds of traffic even at midnight, and those horrible karaoke singing from some drunken middle aged groups. Sometimes people next door would be arguing too loudly, or their kids start screaming for something. These would usually tone down as the night grows, and if you wake up in the middle of the night you might hear dogs barking or still, some occassional car driving past. These soundtracks are often there to break the silence, but even then, while you're sighing and your muscles are finally relaxing, your mind seems to start its pre-bed routines, or so I call it. It will start thinking about what you did for the whole day that day. If you've done something you probably shouldn't, it will remind you that you won't do it again (although chances are you might do it again anyway). If you haven't completed a certain task, it will say,"Okay, I'll handle it tomorrow". If you experienced something out of the ordinary, like a cute guy, a strange encounter, an argument or a funny moment, it will recall every detail of that incident and you will smile/laugh/frown accordingly. Usually at this point you would already become pretty sleepy. But on some cases, you might have gone through some heavy issues, and it will immediately use this position to manipulate you and not allow you to sleep. I find this especially true when I'm up accidentally in the middle of the night. The thoughts would come rushing in and before I could stop myself I'd be thinking about it and I wouldn't be able to sleep anymore. My usual points of weakness are - Life and its complicated meanings, God, sins, family issues and broken hearts. At this point I would usually lie in the dark, listen to my mind thinking while the dogs are barking outside. Well at least you know you've got company.  Fishing with the clan at the small creek behind our house. Mom and Dad already exhausted and somehwere beneath the trees. When you’re 23 and living it you would usually have three strings that are tied to your waist and pulling you from different directions; work, social events and relationship drama. And at these moments when everything gets a little too much that you feel overwhelmed and start eating ice cream from the tub, you’ll stop yourself short and begin to think, ‘how the hell did I end up here?’
I say a quick fix would be to eat good food with a really good friend, but if you’re looking for an even better luxury, you should go – and no, I’m not about to say go for a holiday in the Capri Islands – home. ‘Home’, is probably the second best word after ‘love’. Sometimes life seems to grab you by the hair and drag you along everywhere, but all you should always do is just get up, dust yourself, and just go home. Home might mean differently to other people. For some it might mean going to a loved partner, going to a loved mall, or even going back to your singleton apartment with a pet. But for me home is 250 km away from Kuala Lumpur where my parents live. Where before it all began, it was just me, Mom and Dad and my three other siblings. I define ‘home’ as a place that never changes even when the world does. Never mind the fact that some of us don’t get along with their parents, some of us only have single parents or some of us only have brother and sisters left to remember their parents by. But the blissful truth is that your family – they were the ones who love you first even before anyone else had the chance to fall in love with you. It’s funny how in your present life you spend so much time running around the city trying to make a boy fall in love with you, or trying to impress friends, and you forget that you have a string of people who already loves you on the first day you arrived into the world. So everything screws up, and things are piling up in load of shit, just go back. Go back home. House of Wax – If you get to a wax museum where there are no other tourists, promotion pamphlets and a website, run. Also, if you’re that girl from the group with the trashy lingerie running around in the jungle, chances are you probably won’t survive.
Definitely, Maybe – Sometimes what you’re looking for is right in front of you. And keep in mind that it takes some people a few bad relationships, a divorce and a kid to figure that out. So be warned. Forest Gump – Stay away from that dude who owns the shrimp restaurant. Or you’ll never hear the end of it. Star Wars – Queen Amidala is how Lady Gaga got the idea to become a freak show. And it is NOT possible to walk around in space without an oxygen tank. My Best Friend’s Wedding – Shit happens. Jennifer’s Body – Megan Fox is undeniably steaming hot. If she competes with you for your boyfriend, give up already. (500) Days of Summer – It is not possible to be wise and in love at the same time. Lord of the Rings – They lied. An elf is not supposed to look that cute (picture Orlando Bloom here). In fact, an elf is usually really tiny with hideous ears and a scrunched up face, much like a premature baby. Ocean’s 11, 12, 13 – Again, they lied. Criminals never look this good. If you don’t believe me look at all those mug shots. Legally Blonde – However lovable the character may be, in real life it is seriously annoying to see a girl in a pink suit tottering around with a Chihuahua. Pirates of the Caribbean – Don’t be the silly girl who fell in love with a pirate. They’re usually drunk half the time. Forgetting Sarah Marshall – For goodness sake, Hawaii is the last place to mend a broken heart. Go to Mekah. Wanted – Oh, who knows what the lesson is about. Let’s face it, we watched it because Angelina Jolie was in it. He’s Just Not That Into You – If a guy doesn’t give a shit, it’s because he really, really doesn’t give a shit. Love cures commitment phobia. Talentime – Malaysian movies are awesome sometimes. |
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