Quoted from
Wikipedia:
As a
literary genre, a
memoir (from the
French:
mémoire from the
Latin memoria, meaning "memory"), or a
reminiscence, forms a subclass of
autobiography – although the terms 'memoir' and 'autobiography' are today almost interchangeable. The author of a memoir may be referred to as a
memoirist.
I get the word from my reading at newly-opened Popular bookstore in Kerteh. While waiting for my peeps to finish their book-searching operation, I myself looking for something to read. So, I went to the non-fiction department and bumped with a book named
Memoir of Shamsiah Fakeh.And you know where this entry inspired by. The book itself an interesting material because it is about the nation's pre-independence and post-independence era from the point of her.There is explanation,plenty on why she opt to join communist and lots more that makes you nodd and say,"ooooooo".It's worth reading.
So,here is my memory.Not yet a memoir.
Without proper plan, last Saturday we decided to visit the new mall in Kerteh named Mesra Mall. The new attraction at Kerteh for the time being. I bet the lifestyle of Kerteh-an after this would slowly change because there are numbers of place to hang out with friends like Coffee Bean or Starbuck or the Food Court.And they can enjoy good books at Popular bookstore and good stuff too like Giordano and lots more.Interesting,for a small town like Kerteh.
After Mesra Mall,we went out to few places that is more closer to nature, Hutan Lipur Menderu and Kemasik Beach.
here is the crowd.They are bloggers too.
they really enjoy books so much.
the
propa crowd.
lunch.
lunch too.
the attraction at that Mall.
Blind date.hahaha.
that's the mall's name : Mesra Mall.
mesraaaaa~~~
lawatan muhibbah.
penumpang2 keta yang vouge2.
kalo keta tadi vouge2, tak tahulah ape adjektif utk penumpang keta ni.
vouge da vazz kot.
hahaha.
perjalanan ke tempat yang mendebarkan.
the patung yang tidak punya hati...katanya.
Maoh!! Where the heck are we heading to??!!
I said
Hutan Lipur Menderu.
play with the wave.
mengujakan.
this is the ancient CPR.Kot.
wakakaka.
that is Didang.He must miss me a lot.
Sebab tak sempat masuk umah lagi
,terus dia pergi mendapatkan saya.
