A day in Afiq's room

Life in a room....
I spent the whole day in my room yesterday, something I've never done before since I moved in and to be perfectly honest, it is not boring... it's... quite interesting. I think the word 'quite' doesn't suit my newfound interest in 'masuk ladang kambing' when I'm a lembu

Sound check: aside from my low volumed music emmiting from my speakers, the general atmosphere transported me from Gombak or KL to elsewhere. Early mornings are misty, with monkeys leaping from one branch to another. The air is damped but fresh, like watermelon. And the thick accented shouts like "Bango nuh.. Bango weh. Jam mu rosak nuh" is a tad refreshing. I'll smiled weakly from my bed until the voice increased in frequency.

Afternoons are not too hot, given the geographical condition of my college. It is on the leg a hill, so the sun is premature at this point. Lunchtime is like being in a Pasar in Kelantan. Since all my room mates are forty-something Kelantanese, naturally, they'll bring in the whole Kampong to enjoy lunch in Jemaah. Pleasant, but I personally prefer quiet lunches.

I don't have a television in my room to keep up with the news. Not to mention the VITAL 8 o'clock news round up. Ngah........(nasal sigh) But i don't need one really. Those Kelantanese old-timer will narrate the news during dinner loudly, giving me an impression of a local circus promoter but alas, their political remarks needs filtering as they're not objective; very strong sentiment lah.

Late nights are snoreless, speechless, musicless, lifeless. There's an ochestra of frogs from outside, probably lead by Kermit the Frog. A visit to the window: an exhibitionist showing his woody to everyone with functioning eyes, people watching movies; the ones gawping at their monitor in the dark are probably watching porn. Starless. Shy moon. A visit to the toilet: since it's midnight, sitting on the WC is never in pit silence, put the natural sounds of my littering aside, there's squishing sounds and quiet moans. I always wanted to shout from my cubicle "Having a good wank?" but it's not appopriate kot...

Eyes shut...
Arms settled around my bantal busuk
zzzzzz........................