The Exorcism of Hafizzzzzzzzzzzzzz ... (Chapter 3)

DEDICATION

To Mummy, Jason and Suhaila, Happy Teachers' Day
To Suna, for your support in completing this chapter 3. Anyway you still need to wait for the next chapter.


4 HOURS TO FINAL CONCERT

Hafiz T-shirt - check, Hafiz fan -check, Hafiz camera - check, Hafiz backup battery - check, AFUNDI10 HAFIZ - check and then we set to go. Now all that left was the "pengeras money" for the tickets. Suddenly my body got all chilly ... what if the exorcism didn't work? OMG ... we will lost Kazen's soul to Hafizsm forever.

Our journey to Bukit Jalil Stadium took about 10 minutes despite heavier traffic than usual. Didn't expect crowd at the stadium coz the weekly concerts were never a full house (as compared to Mawi's time). We got stares from fans of Aril (I guess judging from the mixture of K-pop and Gothic style) as we proudly strutted our stuff in Hafiz T-shirt. But then I would love to quote Agnes tagline " Kenak, ada ku kesah?"




The AF7 Final Carnival held outside the stadium was so-so, not many interesting booths - most were AF7 main sponsors like Hotlink, Modenas, Brands, Maybelline ... heard ASTRO charged RM 1000.00 per booth. Not many stalls selling food and drinks to my dismay. Some fans of Hafiz even stopped us asking we got our T-shirts. I had to agree with Kak Sal, better used the money for many AFUNDI10 Hafiz to 32999. We didn't dare to explore all the stalls fearing other finalists fans felt "threaten" with our cute presence.

Then from a distant we could see a sea of black and white ... so eye-catching. Nice concept lah this black and white ... I would like to applaud Kak Sal and team for the design concept and fans management. So well-organised and lots of team bonding. Hafiz is so lucky to have such great cousins and close family members to manage his fans.


Flashback to the days when I had to search high and low for nice orange T-shirt to support Felix AF3 fan club (my ex-housemate Nancy was the Secretary). But then, I would say Hafiz came from a well-off and close-knit family... a vast contrast to Felix's who rely fully on die hard fans support.

I noticed few of Aisyah fans whom we met during during AF7 week 6 concert had "lompat party". Nevermind, like our Prime Minister said, "One AF7, One Hafiz". Kazen Davidson condition remained unchanged but stable. Maybe because he was surrounded by his fellow Hafizians. However, me, Jet and Emel had to be careful not to mention Aril, Akim, Isma or Yazid in front of him ... else he "don't want to friend" us anymore. But then if he dare to say "ada ku kesah?" in front of me ... he better do coz I am the one driving.

MORE PICTORIALS

That was our dinner. Can you believe that?

Profesionals at work.

Hafiz fans.

With Hafiz's mama.

Hafizians ... Smile for the camera.

Let's do this again guys!

Note: I promise the next chapter would be the last.

The Exorcism of Hafizzzzzzzzzzzzzz ... (chapter 2)

DEDICATION

To White, don't stop blogging. You have been silent for quite some time and all your friends want to know your latest rendezvous in Melbourne. Have your met Curtis Stone by the way? Salam ngan nya.

THE AFTERNOON OF AF7 FINAL

After picking up Kazen Davidson at KL Sentral, we made a dash to Tune2JaimeHotel.com to do some "office" works for Emel. Yea ... Tune2JaimeHotel.com is not an ordinary "rumah tumpangan" oK... we provide entertainment, unlimited supply of food and beverages, little limo and office facilities (fax,print,scan and internet connection)*. Then we went to The Mines Shopping Centre to do little shopping. Emel need to meet her financier, Jet and myself need to checkout camera lenses and Kazen Davidson need to get new HP (plus a place to shout Hafizzzzzzzzzzzzz).

*Terms and conditions apply.

As we were passing row of camera shops at Level LG of the Mines, I felt sadness filled my heart as my eyes caught sights of 8GB memory cards on display. Earlier that morning, I realised that pictures of AF7 Week 6 concert were in that memory card. Now the only evidence that "I've been there savouring each moment" is in this blog. Need to download that later.

Then suddenly Jet and myself heard a familiar voice calling "Hafizzz, Hafizzz ... " Oh! No... the syndrome striked again ... in the middle of the shopping complex. After exchanging glances, Jet and myself decided to walk faster, distanced ourselves from Kazen Davidson ... However, the calling became more rampant and we find ourselves got curious glances from passers-by. We felt sorry for Emel for having to deal with Kazen Davidson "erratic behaviour" single handedly that afternoon hehehe ...

We managed to get ourselves new gadgets for the concert though that afternoon. I got myself a new 8GB SD card, Emel got herself a sexy red Sony Ericson W705i while Kazen davidson a Samsung flip phone (but he just called me just now saying that his HP model is the same as Hafiz's brand new Nokia). Not wanting to be left out, Jet got himself a stylish new cover for his HP. With that done, we headed towards my little limo (Froggie) when suddenly Kazen Davidson informed me that he left his HP cover at the HP booth.

We decided to wait him at the carpark and few minutes later he called Jet informing that he's lost. OMG, I knew that we shouldn't left him wandering alone. His eyes must be seeing Hafiz. Luckily he managed to find his way to the carpark. Then Jet said, "Mun aku, mesti aku dah panik and terus lost. Sik tauk udah aku apa di kiri and apa di kanan". So my answer to Jet," In your case Jet, if you asked me for direction ... I will say ... repeat after me .. Our father in Heaven ..." (the Lord's prayer).

By the time we reached Tune2JaimeHotel.com, it was already 5.00pm and we were supposed to meet Kak Sal (Hafiz's cousin) to collect our ticket at 5.30pm. Gosh, everyone had the swiftest bath in the history of AF7 that afternoon. Yikes!!! I realised I haven't washed my Hafiz shirt. Oh what the heck ... perhaps it's the good luck charm.

Note: Next entry ... The Moment of Truth. BTW I forgot to mention that we were looking for Afro wig too that afternoon.

The Exorcism of Hafizzzzzzzzzzzzzz ... (chapter 1)

DEDICATION

First and foremost, thanks to all wellwishers for all your support during the demise of my 8GB memory card. Life must go on ... and I have move on. I got myself a new one yesterday and though nothing could bring back the wonderful memories, I will not stop capture more memories with my new 8GB class 6 Toshiba SD Card on my new EOS 500D.

EPILOGUE

Emel, Jet and myself had decided starting AF7 Concert 7 that Kazen Davidson needed divine intervention to "exorcise" him from Hafizsm. He was reported "literally" to be living in his Hafiz world and to make matter worse, he is due to be married in weeks (30th May). His condition had turned worst when he started to refer to himself Hafiz, calling everyone Hafiz and shout "Hafizzzzzzzzzzzzzzz" whether in the car park, in shopping complexes .... till myself, Emel and Jet had to pretend not to know him.

So after consulting experts on Hafizsm syndrome, we decided to perform the exorcism on the final of Akademi Fantasia 7. To date, only Agnes is immune to HAFIZ virus whereas Jet, myself and Emel had shown signs of Hafizsm ...

THE MORNING OF AF7 FINAL

I was really looking forward to be reunited with Emel, Jet and Kazen Davidson again after AF7 Concert 6 few weeks ago. Luckily Suna came few days earlier and got hired as my "Maid in Manhattan". By the time they arrived, the house was sparkling clean, Froggie got her first bath in weeks and her engine serviced. Too bad, that Friday morning Suna lari with mamat bangla to Putrajaya on the ground of ...."gajinya lebih lumayan buu" ... so Suhaila ... your theory that she ran away due to domestic violence is baseless.

Anyway, I need not loose my head as I was facing a much more serious problem than a "runaway amah". Today, a man who will be living his life in holy matrimony with the love of his life in sickness, in health, .... till death do them apart ... but breathing, eating, sleeping, chatting, blogging nothing but Hafiz, will be arriving anytime soon. His poor soul need to be saved.

However, a bus delay and a wrong turn got myself, Emel and Jet a Malaysian history lesson (we detoured from KL Sentral to the National Museum) and found our way to the Tugu Negara, Dataran Merdeka, Sultan Abdul Samad Building and St Mary's Cathedral. Hahaha ... so now no more excuses about not going to church next Sunday. BTW, Tugu Negara seems to be a nice photo-shoot location. Plus, eversince Emel got herself a CANON IXUS 100IS suddenly there are many photos of myself hehehe ... else I would always be the photographer!

PICTORIAL

Jet and Emel strike a Pose at the museum entrance.

This was how our ancestors lived million years ago.

Replica of Fort A-Famosa

Prisoner of War (POW) during the Japanese Occupation.

Writer's Note: More tomorrow ... sleepy lah. Gerenti lebih hebat...

In Loving Memory of my 8GB Memory Card ...

Emel just called and give me the saddest news for today ... she still couldn't find that 8GB memory card. And all I can do now is to bid goodbye to all the wonderful memories, potraits and sights which I encapsulated in all those still images and videos ... especially candid video of Gina dancing without realising her mummy curi2 taking the video.

Tetapi mengapa hati ini masih enggan beli SD card baru? Kenapa? Kenapa? Kenapa? Adakah harapan buat diriku? [Note: Ayat2 terakhir tu saja jer nak tunjuk the artistic side of me ...]

Rainbow and Suna Walking Down The Memory Lane

Oppss... gambar tak sempat diPhotoShop hehehe

Why I feature Suna in this entry? It is because her name always pop-up everytime I meet up with my UMS buddies. One thing I love about Suna and why we become so close is that sometimes she can be so passionate about things that matters to her the most. Like food, books, family, sleep (she can fake being awake coz u can't distinguish anyway whether she is sleeping or not - mata sepet maa) and "Montgomery men" (for those who read Jude Deveraux bestselling novels).

Take for example food - tak kiralah Japanese, Korean, Italian, Malay, Chinese, Greek, South Indian, North Indian, Western, Continental ... semua pun sudah masuk perut! Our food exploration came to a halt for a while coz she was too busy experimenting with different types of cheese at Carrefour Putrajaya and I was busy finding my way to and in Putrajaya hehehe ...

Talking about books ... the only book that we couldn't digest till now is our programming textbooks though we can be proud that we understand Bahasa JAVA . During our UMS days ... habis sudah bah buku di KK library tu kami2 saja yang pinjam.

And she must have been a very good girl these days coz Allah got her posted to KK Library ... which entitle her to borrow up to 10 books, return anytime ... I am so jealous! Bak kata pepatah si Samsir (or is it Fifie) ... "janganlah ko kacau si Suna kalau dia suda membaca, sudah masuk dalam buku bah tu" (too engross in her readings). But I do pray someday somehow ... a Montgomery man (the Chinese version of course) will walk into that isolated KK Library and sweep you off your feet ...

Hehehe ... one principle that I won't forget to this day is "ndak kisahlah Jaime kalau di luaran nie orang nampak aku pakai hand downs from my aunties ... tapi yang dalam2 nie you can play with your wildest imagination". Which is quite true ... you will seldom find matching female undergarments at the ampaian kan - be it your mum's, sister's, cousin's or ex-housemates (opppsss!)? Mesti mismatch!

So the last few days were like reviving our UMS days ... starting the ritual with filling our belly with good food. Only now our food selection has changed due to cholesterol, weight and hypertension issues (hahahaha). Yesterday I brought her to Ah Cheng Laksa at Cineleisure, next to the Curve. Staying true to our concept of fine dining - makan hawker food pun kena ada style.



I ordered my favourite Curry Laksa with cockles ... oh ya Ida, this is consider 2nd lah to that auntie who use to sell at our office area.


Suna ordered Assam Laksa with Sotong Rendam. Add a little otak udang and yummmmmmmmmm ...


But of course, tak sah kalau takde order tambahan bila makan dengan Suna. As seen here is Pan Mee. Wooo ... tasty!

To wash down all the tasty food, I ordered air mata kuching ... (dried longan drink) ... marvelous ...

We wanted to spent the rest of our evening shopping and looking for books at the Borders. However fearing that Suna might "lost" herself among the books, we agreed to watch the film adaptation of Dan Brown's -Angels and Demons instead. I have been looking forward to watch this movie for months. Though most of my Christians (in particular Catholic) friends find the movie offensive (including the DaVinci Code), my passion on everything historical supercede my religious belief.


Anyway, I am exploring the artistic side of me wat!!! Since I haven't read the book, I was very impressed with the casts who successfully make me wonder who was the "Mole" in this thriller - Ewan McGregor (Carmelengo Patrick McKenna) , Stellan Skarsgard (Komander Richter), Ayelet Zurer (Dr. Vittoria Vetra) and Armin Mueller-Stahl (Cardinal Strauss). Still prefer DaVinci Code storyline though. Anyway, after reading review on Washiton Post about this movie ... I might as well get myself a copy of the book ...

And macam biasalah myself and Suna will have in depth discussion on this movie, the religion, and the historical value .... quite the opposite seseorang yang tertidur time tgk Puteri Gunung Ledang -The Movie hehehe