The holidays got me rekindling my love for stories, especially those short and sweet Malaysian ones. My favourite Malaysian book has got to be Amir Muhammad's Rojak, a collection of Malaysian short stories, some maybe real, some hardly but nevertheless each a tasty bit for the reader. I remember getting inspired to write my own stories after reading that book, and I did write like five. And yes, all of them have never been published and are secured in my iPad, though I doubt using secure and an Apple product in the same sentence is doing any justice to past relevant happenings, or should I say, fappenings.
Oh dear me, did he just say fap? Itu haram. Haram jadah,
Anyways, I managed to revive an old hard disk from a laptop I fried back in 2013. I'm no American, so fried in this sense doesn't involve a grill and a boiling pot of oil. Back in 2013, I learnt that you shouldn't touch the motherboard with your bare hands. Humans have something called static charge, and that charge is well enough to fry off your laptop if you don't ground it first. So that happened, but the hard disk was just laying there until recently. I managed to restore quite a number of things, photos and documents dating ages back. So I got that going, which is nice.
Here's one of the photos I got back. Gosh my hair looked so soft back then. So soft.
So.
Soft...
The shades in that picture are no longer in existence. Well, they're probably spending it's last days in some dumpster. Broke them during a hiking trip when I almost broke my guitar and my leg as well. You'd think that would have happened during the hike, but no. I fell off a car. It's a long story. Nope, that was a lie. The story's pretty short. But I'm not telling you anyway. You can go interview the neighborhood cat on it's feelings about this matter for all I care.
Yaohh :D
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