CRAZY BITCH WITH ATTITUDE

Zayn Al-Rashid

2011-03-02T14:05:00.001+08:00

Re-vamping this blog

2010-12-21T12:37:00.004+08:00

We have forgotten about this blog for so long ..... We do apologize for our sins....
Due to the new baby and the overwhelming things to do... We have disappointed our readers who are deprived of our wit and humor thru our posts. So it is about time that we start annoying you guys with a new look and new content for this blog...
For those who know us... We are one family that really enjoy our travels.... We are the ones who travel thru the unconventional media, thru the unbeaten tracks and of course without asking questions ..... An egomaniac way of travel but also a true way to explore a new place and destination. We find that the most interesting situations and discoveries are done when we are Lost!! We drive and will never join a tour group... Tour groups are for the spoon fed, scared to the bone, non independent and wimpy traveller... The bitchiness will always be there, the advise is meant to be blunt, the choices made are our and ours alone... You may learn from our travels, you may follow our ways but I assure u that if u follow your heart and take every step and consequences as positive.... You will enjoy your exploration , even though it's just a trip down the wet market........in Coolangatta !!! So hold on to your panties.....it's coming really soon.

My precious

2010-03-09T13:53:00.003+08:00

He was supposed to be borne a week ago but as fate would have it, he is 50 days old today. My preemie baby is currently thriving on both mother's milk and a special formulated milk for premature baby. He is safe and sound at home with doting parents and a big sister who kept peering over the baby cot to take a peek at the sleeping baby. We are still pitching ourselves black and blue not believing that this small bundle of joy is finally here in our home. I am still too overjoyed to pen out the exact words of my feeling. Stay tune....

p/s truth is, after 8 years, we have pretty much forgotten on how to take care of a baby and am slowly learning the rope again. We've been burning the phone lines and the net, seeking for advises. Thank god for our strong family and friends unit support!

Zayn Al-Rashid

2010-02-15T19:16:00.011+08:00

Zayn Al-Rashid was born in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia, to Ikhwan Al-Rashid and me , of Malay, Javanese, Bugis, Chinese and Persian descent. His family is middle class; both British graduates . Zayn has one elder sister, Sophia Myra Al-Rashid . He is the first son of the first son from the Kasbon Family Clan of Muar, Johore.

He was born at 1756hrs on the 18th of January 2010. A Capricorn and in the Chinese year of the Mighty Ox. He was a premature baby (31 weeks and 5 days) and weighed in at only 1.37kgs at birth.

It's a boy !!!!!

2009-10-14T12:58:00.005+08:00

I'm terribly excited, in case you can't tell. I'd had a dream shortly after we found out we were pregnant that we were at the doctor's for the ultrasound, and I'd seen quite clearly a little watchamacallit; I've been convinced since then that we would have a tiny belalai. It was amazing to have it confirmed -- so many emotions ran through me -- how will hubby be a father to a boy, how will he teach him to shave, will hubby need to learn about sports if he takes to them, the future mess...MESS!!!!

IT'S A BOY!!!We got it on video...

No, we or I will insist in getting a decent name ... NO Javanese names puhleeeze! ending with an Al-Rashid.... definitely!!

Oh, did I mention -- it's a boy!!!!Woooohoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7Ja0SvsZda8

Thunderbirds are GO!! 2

2009-10-08T10:43:00.001+08:00

Abang Commando.... macho!! and a F-16 Thunderbird kena tow AAM truck..... habis minyak kot??

So close... boleh lastik nih!!!
Waaaaaahhhhh!!!!

Thunderbirds are go!!!

2009-10-08T10:40:00.000+08:00

Thunderbirds are GO!!!! Got conned by my hubby's siblings to see Thunderbirds last Saturday.... I was hoping to see Lady Penelope walk by just to check whetehr she is really suffering from Parkinson's Disease. Head wobbling like that all the time is not good for the neck I suppose!! Nope... it's the US Air Force F-16 Thunderbirds on show lah.... This is a parked Sukhoi....

Hubby aka Pak Ngah with the Lil' Devils

Myra... strike a pose!!

Abang.... boot terbukak lah!!

Allahyarham Mohamad Dahan, Doha, Qatar

2009-08-06T13:30:00.004+08:00

AL-FATIHAH

ٱلَّذِينَ إِذَآ أَصَـٰبَتۡهُم مُّصِيبَةٌ۬ قَالُوٓاْ إِنَّا لِلَّهِ وَإِنَّآ إِلَيۡهِ رَٲجِعُونَ

yang bermaksud

" orang-orang yang apabila mereka ditimpa oleh sesuatu kesusahan, mereka berkata:

Sesungguhnya kami adalah kepunyaan Allah dan kepada Allah jualah kami kembali."

Al-Quran; Surah 2 - 156

Dukacita dimaklumkan saudara kita En Mohamad Mat Dahan yang bertugas di Gamuda WCT, Doha ,Qatar telah kembali ke Rahmatullah akibat komplikasi jantung. Marilah kita sama-sama mendoakan agar rohnya diterima Allah SWT di dalam golongan orang beriman. AMEEN.

Semoga ahli keluarga arwah diberikan kekuatan dalam menghadapi dugaan besar ini.

Wassalam

A message from the Malaysians Association of Qatar.

I was shocked when I heard that he has passed away. I was really looking forward to see the family this coming Raya. Nevertheless it seems that God love him more than we do but I will never forget him as one of the most sincere hearted person ever in Malaysia. Abg Matt Doohan, you will always be remembered, thank you so much for all your advise and help.

Abang Mat or Mat Doohan (Orang Kuat Kuala Pilah!!) as we know him was our neighbour across the street. We first met in 2002 as neighbours in Saujana Impian Kajang. We were both first time house owners. Him and Kak Idah with Iqa and Farid was the most cheerful family ever. Abg Mat was the most 'ringan tulang' person I know, a Mr Do It All, does not interfere about matters that don't concern him and the best friend one could ever have. A Saint in our eyes.....

My condolences to the family and may his soul rest in peace

Goodbye Mat Doohan...

Best Nasi Kandar of Penang

2009-06-19T10:33:00.005+08:00

After months of surfing the net, googling and trying to narrow down the best nasi kandar in Penang, we finally came to the conclusion that the 2 best Nasi Kandar is either Nasi Kandar Line Clear or Nasi Kandar Beratur.

Nasi Kandar Line Clear is located at the meeting point of Lebuh Chulia and Penang Road. Its not actually a shop but just under a makeshift roof by an alley that was used to be known as 'Lorong Taik' !!! Yucks!! It is open 24 hours and is busy 24 hours

Nasi Kandar Beratur is located right next to the famous Masjid Kapitan Kling. The main business starts at 10pm and according to 'hardcore' fans, the best is only if you eat after 2am!!! Bloody hell!! Nasi Kandar after 2am!!! Apa gila orang Penang nih!!

OK, did my survey, ate the same standard Nasi Kandar from both places. Nasi Kandar + Bendi + Ayam Goreng + Sotong + Kuah Campur ..... 3 Panel judges, me, hubby and my brother in-law BEAR who happens to be a Chef from Le Meridien Dubai.

And after piling ourselves with a gazillion calories and shorten our life by about 48 months, we have unanimously picked a winner.......& the winner is .............. LINE CLEAR !!!!

p.s. 1 advice... if you think you can't stand eating at a 'not so clean' place.... I have 1 word for you... TAPAU!!!!

Aaaaargghh!!!!!

2009-05-20T17:04:00.003+08:00

Mak Suka Dia !!!!!!!!!!!

Robert Pattinson

Date of Birth

13 May 1986, London, England, UK

Birth Name

Robert Thomas-Pattinson

Nickname

Rob
Rpattz

Height

6' 1" (1.85 m)

Mini Biography

Robert Pattinson was born on May 13, 1986 in London, England. He enjoys music and is an excellent musician, playing both the guitar and piano.

When Robert was 15, he started acting in amateur plays with the Barnes Theatre Company. After, he took screen role like Ring of the Nibelungs (2004) (TV) (Kingdom of Twilight) as Giselher and Vanity Fair (2004) as Rawdy Crawley.

In 2003, Robert took on the role of Cedric Diggory in Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire (2005). He got his role a week later after meeting Mike Newell in late 2003.

He has since been cast as Edward Cullen in the highly-anticipated film, Twilight (2008/I). His music will also be heard in the film. Robert has also completed upcoming roles as Salvador Dali in Little Ashes (2008) and Art in How to Be (2008).

Psttttt.....

2009-04-07T16:02:00.001+08:00

I have a secret!

I’m beginning to like Tomok in OIAM!!

I was never his fan...BUT....now I can't deny the improvement and talent the boy has shown the past few weeks.

Amazing how budak suara mengongoi can transform his persona into something close to being cool. I think with all the hype about transformation in AF7, they can learn one or two things from this boy!

P/s don’t breathe a word of this to anyone okay? I would die from embarrassment if anybody found out my latest obsession.

A plea to the politician!

2009-03-12T16:41:00.002+08:00

I wanted to blog about this but kept on procrastinating...biasalah tu. Oh well, better late than never right!

Anyway, I thought this was a good article which best represent my feeling. Nevermind the fact that some people thought he was doing it to promote his business. The fact remains, few people would have done it. Its better to be seen doing something rather than just talk cocks in kedai kopi, under the tree, barking here and there, demo here and there but zero action. Kudos to you Anas Zubedy for taking the 1st bold step.

The author also has a blog that's worth visiting.

Published in The Star on 26 Feb 2009 by Anas Zubedy:

Dear Malaysian Politicians,

Please stop the power chase, call for a truce and focus on the economy.

I do not claim to speak on behalf of all Malaysians, but I have strong convictions that many share my sentiments.

Our concern today is not who rules the country or heads the state governments but the looming bad economy.

Whether Barisan Nasional or Pakatan Rakyat leads, it is meaningless if Malaysians have no job to go to, no money to pay rent and no means to put food on the table.

I am a business owner, like other business owners and managers of corporations I have a responsibility to ensure people under my care and payroll continue to have jobs and a decent income to take home. We work hard and willing to go the extra mile to make sure our nation not only survive this crisis but come out stronger and wiser. We need your help.

Let me explain. I am in the business of Training, Development and Consultancy and have 20 people in my team.

Saedah is 42. She keeps the office clean and helps organise the training rooms. She has four children and her husband is unemployed. She was first hired on a part time basis, because she is very hard working and has a great attitude, we offered her a full time job to help provide a stable income for her family. Even then, when her third child started school this year, it was a struggle for her to buy new school uniforms and other necessities. Saedah lives on a ‘kais bulan, makan bulan’ basis, so, if she is jobless, her tap runs dry.

Samsuri is 27 years old. He lives with his sister and her family in a low cost government flat in Sunway. He does our despatch, helps with various clerical works and occasionally acts as a driver. During the first week at zubedy, we learned that he not only did not have money to buy new clothes and shoes for work, he had no money for lunch. Like Saedah, if he has no job, his tap runs dry too.

Alicia in Client Servicing turns 26 this year. She lives with her dad who is 71 years old and retired. Her mom passed away when she was little. Alicia is a hard-working team member, has a gentle caring outlook and fun to be with. (We like to poke fun at her as she blushes easily). Last May her dad went through a major operation, thank God he has recovered well. Alicia needs a job, both for herself and her dad.

Sudesh, 38, is one of our facilitators. When his father passed away last year, he moved back and lives with his mother in Seremban. He shuttles between Kuala Lumpur and Seremban daily, leaving home sometimes as early as 4 in the morning and returning late at night. He is no stranger to hard work and sacrifice, he knows what he needs to do to survive and to care for his mother, but he too needs a job.

Like fellow Malaysians, every one of us in zubedy needs employment, those that live from hand to mouth like Saedah and Samsuri and others like Alicia and Sudesh with family to care for. We Malaysians need the Malaysian economy to be strong. We need you, our leaders, to work hard and to work together to make our economy viable.

So this is my plea.

Pakatan Rakyat, please stop your attempts to take over the federal government and persuade BN’s lawmakers to join you. Stop all legal proceedings, no more 916 and let go, just let go. The nation can wait till the next general elections if they want change. By doing so, Malaysians will see your party as caring, unselfish and gracious and give you their support in the next elections.

Barisan Nasional, please stop any attempts to take over PR states and win over PR’s lawmakers. You have proven your point with Perak. The nation can wait for the next general elections if they want your party. Focus all your talent, energy and hard work in steering the country out of an economic downturn. By doing so, Malaysians will see your party as caring, unselfish and smart and give you their support in the next elections.

BN and PR! Call for a truce. Get together and compromise. Someone has to give in. Or has hate consumed your heart till it blinds you? You can do it. You have enough intelligent people between you. I am sure you can find solutions. Take the nation to heart. That is why you are in politics in the first place.

Focus on the people.

Focus on the economy.

Anas Zubedy
Managing Director
Zubedy (M) Sdn Bhd

Perak Oh Perak

2009-03-06T14:59:00.003+08:00

My mother hails from Perak and I have spent most Hari Raya's in Ipoh... so Perak will always be a part of me. Unfortunately things are not going so well there at the moment. We are being laughed at by everyone especially the international eyes. For a state that has a Sultan who was once Chief Justice of Malaya it is quite a blow for Perakians all over the world.

Are we running the state from under shaded trees now.... with full robe and all!! Is Monkey business equivalent to Monkey Politics?? C'man... even Zambians have upgraded their schools from under the Boab tree using charcoal on grey slates!! And to insult the Sultan to such an extend... how rude...

I like the change from the old stagnant big headed system we've had for the past 15 years... infact i thought some changes would be quite good but unfortunately the opposition have yet to learn to be mature politicians. For what i know The Sultan is wise and fair.

After the results of the last general election, BN had won 28 seats and 3 opposition parties won 31 seats. By majority of party.. BN should have set-up govt as the others were campaigning under different flags. But he was fair, he had asked each and every opposition winners whether they would agree to collaborate as Pakatan Rakyat, they said Yes, and as a wise and fair Sultan he agreed that PR set-up govt as they now have majority.. following rules and constitution of the State of Perak. All agreed ... no protest from BN as this would constitute to Treason...
Suddenly 3 PR monkeys decided to Jump Ship.... and the fair Sultan being very consistent had called them personally to ask whether they have inclination to support BN or PKR. They said as independents, they were leaning towards BN!! So by majority there should be a change of govt..... correct??? You see what i mean by immature .... PR does not accept this...
It is also agreed and understood that the MB answers to the Sultan then to Prime Minister.... that's why they are called Menteri Besar!!! Not a normal Menteri dalam Kabinet dapur!! All that happens in a soverign state need the blessings of the Sultan... Penang/Melaka/Sarawak/Sabah/WP is different... they do not have a Sultan!! To make stately decisions without his consent is fundamentally wrong! To hold a state assembly without his consent is wrong! How difficult is that to understand..

This is my simple understanding of the situation.... I would hope that the powers that be can explain in detail what it is supposed to be or not to be, so that everyone will understand crystal clear. Let the courts decide... worse comes to worst have another state election, choose the better of two evils... spend more of the people's money to satisfy political greed ..... whilst the world is devastated with fallen economy...

Will politicians put food on your table....NO... so screw them lot!! They should be working for us not the other way round!!!

Bali Weekend Feb 2009

2009-03-06T14:31:00.008+08:00

Sorry for the quietness of me blog!! I've been busy with work and Myra...

We were in Bali for the last few days of Feb. Just needed a break and Air Asia came to the rescue.... RM88 per person return all in!!! What a deal!! Arrived bali 15 minutes early and reached LCCT from Denpasar.. get this.. 30 minutes early!!! Hey! these guys are better than 'Real' airlines lah!! Due to the savings from the flight... we could splurge a bit on the accomodation lah.. Since its the 3rd time we're here... we've done the tourist thingy and plan to relax and wind down.... that was the plan lah!! Next trip to Bali... no more expensive hotels!!! We only use the pool maaa .... we're gonna upgrade to Villas !!! It's the in-thing now.... follow the link http://www.pat-mase.com/

So what we found out in this trip... paintings are good and cheap.. SOGO Bali stocks much better than ours here, Nasi Padang is soo goood... but the highlight is that its our 10th year aniversary .... and we were first here for our Honeymoon 10 years ago...

We're Off To Langkawi for CNY !!!!

2009-01-23T14:03:00.004+08:00

The time has come again for us Malaysians to clog the hiways and biways. It's CNY and 50% of the 4 day holidays will be spent on our beautiful tolled roads !!! We shall witness that Ops Sikap will be more like Ooops!! Silap... nobody will give a toss about the road rules, road rage will be a new form of sport and as soon as you reach your destination, you'll be sooo tired that everything seems like a waste of time.... but then again anywhere is walking distance, if you've got the time.
Myra is in Standard 1 this year so we have to be part of the exodus of people who HAVE to go on holiday during school breaks.. the most frustrating time consuming, expensive and crowded time of the year. Cest la Vie...
As they say ... The journey of a thousand miles begins with a broken fan belt and a leaky tyre. Pray for us that we would have a great time and not be treated like a retired American red-neck holidaying in Baghdad..... the worst thing about being a tourist is having other tourists recognize you as a tourist

Arab Brotherhood ..... oxymoron !!

2009-01-20T16:26:00.003+08:00

I may be a bit radical in my opinions but with the brutality that we have seen for the past weeks, my question is where are the Arabs?? The All Talk No Action People of the Middle East!!! The people who've got all their priorities mixed up... even genetically its all mixed up... they've got balls the size of brains and brains the size of balls!!!

Let's not talk about the Jewish and Palestinians issue... it has been going on for far too long... generations have died, Vendetta is there for generations to come and for them to suddenly put down their weapons, shake bloody hands, hug one another and have no animosity is close to impossible... it's like asking two people to swap a Bentley GT and a Proton Juara .... a possibility but most unlikely....

What is weird is that we have groups of very angry muslims in Indonesia, Malaysia, Pakistan and other Muslim nations, we are trying our best to tell the western world of our stance in this matter but the fact is the bordering neighbours of the war torn country are doing absolutely nothing??? And let me remind you that they are fighting a war of 'border' issues... not religion. Most of the world think this is a religious war.... Dumbass!!!
It doesn't help that Palestine is split to 3 areas within Israel (see map) .... how the f@&< did this happen in the first place??

If Brunei is being attacked by Malaysia for whatever reason... who should be first to help??? Phillipines? Indonesia?? China??? You'd think... Not Bloody Syria, Algeria, Cameroon....If you're fighting with your neighbour (Both living in Damansara).... who should be helping out to solve the issue??? Persatuan Penduduk Lahad Datu Sabah????

Why are we pressuring USA and UK, France for help first... WHERE ARE THE ARAB BROTHERS??? Until they learn to help one another, they will always be provoked disturbed raped and analized by the enemies of the region... or until the oil runs out... whichever comes first..

I say we should pressure the Arab nations to stand together to support their brothers... Shame on Them!! Egypt refuse the Palestinian refugee entry, Saudi Arabia is not taking a stance !!! I've actually included 'Arab Brotherhood' into my list of Oxymoron Words of the world!!

You actually think US and UK give a flying toss to what we think? Yes we are respected by the global community but are we respected enough to stop the war? Gimme a break...

Is it time to bring out the fireworks and non-alcoholic carbonated drink again?

2008-12-31T17:11:00.004+08:00

How time flies! It's already the end of the year.

OMG!

The year was a great one and I hope next year would be even better.

What I will miss the most would be the way we’d planned our holidays spontaneously. Next year onwards, holiday trips must be carefully planned around the school breaks. Cheeky bom bom is entering standard one next year! Sob sob. She’s no longer my little baby but a young lady. Okay, lets not go there lest the waterworks starts!

What I will definitely not miss will be the façade (both inner and outer) of our house. Come next year, once the renovation works end, I will finally get my dream house (well half way there at least). I can’t wait to start decorating!!!

On that note, I wish all of you a blast happy new year 2009!

I'm sooo sorry my dearest!!

2008-12-03T16:58:00.003+08:00

I promise to pay back every cent ok!!! And improve in my parking skills.... I assure you it was just a lapse of concentration ....tsk..tsk..tsk...

Bila kucing tiada, tikus pun menari!

2008-11-21T11:11:00.000+08:00

This week I’ve just discovered that 2 of my bestest friends’ hubbies are having affairs.

I just feel awful about knowing this - on one level it is none of my business, but on the other I think I would be a shitty friend if I didn't let them know something like that.

They probably have no clue about the affairs and they are such nice people whom do not deserve heart-break.

My instinct says – butt out! It is none of my business, and I don’t want to risk our friendships by being the bearer of bad news.

But having said that, if the roles are reversed, I would expect my friends to at least warn me.

Would YOU want to be told if your spouse was cheating?

What should I do?

Right now I’m telling myself that these are all just second hand news and since I did not witnessed the affairs first hand, I've got no cause to pass it on. Lame excuse, I know!

Today is thursday and its 4.19pm, another 41 mins to go back!

2008-11-20T16:17:00.006+08:00

Today I’m going to devote myself to write something meaningless because I’m bored... so sue me!!!

I’ve just moved office location to one of the coldest environment ever, it's like a walk-in chiller!!. It's quite embarrassing as everyones tits are on permanent hardness. I could blind some poor soul if I'm not careful !! And when you switch on the aircond, it sounds like we’re on an Fokker Turboprop about to take off. I can barely hear myself on the phone. With pointy nips everywhere you look, sounds blaring, faulty flourescent lights blinking, just add a few dancing poles and its just like Patpong!! Thank god this is only temporary until our new convention centre is ready next year.

So what’s new with me?

Well, my baby plan is in action! It’s been 2 months and I have yet to see any result. We’ve done it at all possible times, ways, styles and locations that by now we have even managed to dethrone our bunnies in the humping sessions. So I don’t know what else we can do? Nak kata tak main, main! Dah main pagi, petang, siang malam tapi still no positive sign! Frankly I’m quite fed-up and feel like giving up. But I really pity cheeky bom bom coz she really wants another sibling to bully. I shouldn’t have left out the baby making plan too long. Sekarang umur dah meningkat, bio clock ticking... so siapa yang rugi? Akak jugak!!! Shish.. If by end of the year, if nothing jugak, i'm gonna set appointment to see the ole good Prof Dato' Hamid our own dedicated Pussy Doctor!!

p/s btw, I was told of an ancient ritual where a lady must steal kain 'batik' from another lady whose had many kids and then batheor **** with the sarong. Coincidently, I’ve just hooked up with a long lost friend on FB who has 7 children. Should I start making plan to rob hers?

We are also in negotiation with a contractor to renovate the house. We have decided to stay put in that tempat jin bertendang. Instead, we are going to add more rooms to the current house. Anak baru sorang tapi the house plan macam nak muatkan anak 10 orang *eyes rolling*.

Cheeky bom bom was 1st in her graduating kindy class. Even though there were only 20 rivalries in her class but still!!! Her mama and her papa tak pernah merasa dapat nombor satu hokay! So syukurlah dapat anak rajin belajar gitu!

That reminds me of a funny incident prior to her report card day…

Cheeky bom bom: Mama, is getting 3rd place bad?

Me: No but it will be nice if you can maintain your current position at no. 2.

Cheeky bom bom: Can I still get a prize if I got 3rd place?

Me: What do you want?

Cheeky bom bom: Well, for 3rd place, I would like to have a game (psp).

Me: If 1st or 2nd?

Cheeky bom bom: I would like a Kelly doll for 2nd place. And if 1st place, I would like a colouring book!

I was laughing my socks off at her cunning response. That was how confident she was in getting 3rd place. You see she knew her math score would pulled her grades down as she had yet to master reading the clock.

So now she is still pestering me to get her the game instead of the colouring book. I shall let her sweat for awhile longer *grinning devilishly*

Obama is 44th President of the USA

2008-11-05T15:48:00.007+08:00

After a long and predictable campaign, A Kenyan beat a Scottish to be the President of America??? What??.. Yup, Barrack Obama, is the new President of USA, the first African American President who pulverized John McCain into the Oval Office (Does he have short arms or is he a descendent of T-Rex maybe its just me seeing things?? Thank God it was not decided in a boxing rink...) . So what is different about this handsome black man compared to the normal American President?
He is half Kenyan half Hawaiian i.e. marathon world class runner in grass skirt.., brought up in Hawaii, Indonesia and mainland USA, step father is Indonesian, calls his grandma Toot! (maybe she had a problem with flatulence..) Sister is half Indonesian half American i.e. Javacan, bro in-law .... get this.. Malaysian!! The only Malaysian that can say 'abang gua American President-lah!!
The question now is:
1. Will the White House be called Black House or Funky Soul House??
2. Will all the chairs be covered with see-thru plastic like all the homes in the projects of Chicago?
2. Will he be a fair President for the Palestinian cause as he keeps saying 'America's strongest ally is Israel'
3. What will his foreign policy be?

What is ironic is that the most powerful men in the world is
Obama Biden
and the most wanted man in the world is
Osama Laden

Hong Kong Living

2008-11-03T16:32:00.007+08:00

Pinay Heaven!!
HKG version of Times Square

Pigeon Holes

If you think living like ants is fun.... you are meant to live in Hong Kong. If you think living in the coral reefs is cool... then you are meant to live in Hong Kong but if you cherish your personal space, your weekend drive, your quick trip to the beach or waterfall, your pasar tani, your quiet day in the suburbs..... Hong Kong is NOT a place for you.

Hong Kong Island is only inhabited on one side of the rock... the Kowloon facing side. From the bay side the terrain goes upwards towards the Peak and down to the opposite side. So if you live in Hong Kong Island one will know your status by how far is your unit from the nearest tram. The closer it is the poorer you become. The higher up the mountain the higher your social standing is. The 'Creme de la creme' actually lives in bungalows above the Peak overlooking Kowloon!!

At night the place reminds me of the movie BladeRunner or the futuristic cities in Star Wars, like the reef culture in Shark Tale, but it actually quite safe.

During weekends the place is full of Filipino and Indonesian maids that gets the day off... they congregate by the thousands in the business district picnicking under every available shade... it's soooo amazing. Imagine hundreds of high end condos with hundreds of units each will have a maid each. Give them a day off on the same day.... all hell breaks loose... everyone speaks Tagalog at full crank and at the same time!!! Just like the Jamaicans on Sunday mornings at Brixton London, the Punjabi's in Southall, London and Orthodox Jewish with their black cloaks and pigtails down their cheeks in Golders Green. I still remember flying into Heathrow on Christmas day and finding everyone from the cleaners, security guards, immigration and customs to cab drivers are either with a turban or Indian looking???? I kept checking on my ticket stubs if i had mistakenly landed in Amritsar or somewhere similar. Kept thinking to myself..."Is this Klang ka??"

Who says Hong Kong is a shopping haven???? You can kiss my @$$ !! It was 30 years ago lah!! So bloody expensive!!

Hong Kong.... been there, done it... no thank you....

Snowy is a Mom!!

2008-10-20T13:07:00.004+08:00

No sooner that we thought that Snowy, our Flemish Giant Mix will never bear litter.... guess what ?? She did!!! Early Sunday morning we noticed a baby on the floor of the Duplex Hutch. So we moved him into the cage in the kitchen and fast tracked Coco's family move into the hutch. About noon, she gave birth to 3 more little Snowies. Unfortunately the biggest one was still-born. We noticed that she was not as natural as Coco into motherhood. Maybe she was too big for the cage ... who knows.. she didn't pull off her hair surrounding her teats, she was always fat or should I say she was too heavy for her height, so nobody actually noticed she was pregnant.

Anyway apart from the 2 Albino catfish, 13 Pink Talapia, 5 Sungai Pahang Baung, 1 huge DBKL in the pond, about 8 squirrels living in the porch ceiling and the Cherry tree, scores of kucing kuraps, we now have Tango, Ruby, Coco, Brownie, Chuping, Cookie, Snowy and 3 nameless little baby bunnies!!! That's 10 bunnies!!!! We need to give a way some.... especially one of the males!! They don't seem to know when to give up !! Sniffing away like a sex crazed errrr..... bunny with supercharged Duracell.

When they say $^&#! like bunnies, this is what it means huh!!

Hari Raya in KL 2008

2008-10-06T11:02:00.009+08:00

Selamat Hari Raya to all and now after all that stuffing yer face with rendang, kuah kacang, ketupat, cakes, dodol, cookies.... its back to work. Guess what's happening at the office for this next month????
It's the 'Open House' season pulak... stuffing yer face with rendang, kuah kacang, ketupat, cakes, dodol, cookies all over again for the next 3 weekends!!!! Love being a Malaysian...
Live To Eat-Lah!!!

Selamat Hari Raya... Maaf Zahir Batin 2009

2008-09-29T10:17:00.002+08:00

We would like to wish a Happy Eid Mubarak and Selamat Hari Raya to all our friends and family no matter what religion, race and status. Drive carefully and safely.

Berhati-hati di jalanraya, Majulah sukan untuk negara

Myra is a Grandmama!!!

2008-09-26T10:13:00.002+08:00

Myra's Coco the rabbit gave birth to quaduplets last tuesday. Unfortunately after 2 days one was eaten up and another had one ear chewed off!! Had to move mama and the three to a safehaven for a bit. We gave names to them already. Cuping (the single eared), Chocky and Brownie. Will post pics soon. If Myra's kids have kids.. what does that make me?? Dang!!!!

Nexus Karambunai - Heaven!

2008-06-28T13:21:00.008+08:00

Anyway, my trip to KK started off with a few relaxing days stay in the tranquil Nexus Resort Karambunai which was definitely not enough. I must recommend to others to stay at least a week here to really enjoy the place coz there are just so many things to do. 1 day for each hotel star rating and 1 day for the journey…

The ambience, the look and the sound of Nexus Golf Resort Karambunai can put you in a permanent holiday mood as permanent as my stretch marks!!. There are enough natural looking pools to fit hundreds of guests at one time and plenty of sun beds between the pool and the beach without you having to arm wrestle or waking up at 5.30 am to ‘reserve’ one ahead of the German Hospice Group!!

I especially love the fact that when I stood at the pool area looking over at the beach, I can see left and right, people being massaged, people on horses, people enjoying snacks by the ice cream cart, people sun bathing here and there, some beach games being played, some people playing board games etc.

When one has been brought up watching Fantasy Island, one would have a preconceived idea about how a resort should be like! And this is definitely it!

For their little guests, they even thoughtfully added a half shade across the kiddy pool so that the kids can spend all day in the pool without the worry of sunstroke and there’s even a Nexie Club with activities to occupy the kids giving time off to the parents to do their own stuff…quickie and all heheheee.

However, to stay here without a car, one needs to be prepared to eat and live in the resort. It’s about 40 minutes away from the airport and the nearest place to eat is probably 1 ½ hours away on foot!

The only thing that I wished they had is a Karaoke outlet and my daughter wished for a playground! Apart from that, its picture purrrfect!

Pictures can tell a thousand words! So go get yer Kleenex and drooool …

Holidaying is one of the ways to reduce stress!

2008-06-26T14:34:00.005+08:00

What better way but to start with stories about my much needed holiday voyage to the land beneath the wind and to the land of hornbills. The famous ‘No Confidence Vote’ state of Sabah and Sarawak, by far the largest under-developed state by land mass in Malaysia!!

The Flight
LCCT – Kuching – Kota Kinabalu
Why Kuching stopover???...... don’t ask….

*intermission*
Did you know that one of the criteria to be an Air Asia stewardess is “to have inexhaustible smile”??!! Ironically, I did not even see a smirk on any of the stewardesses faces on my recent flights!! Apart from a slight twitch from their upper lip towards the “X-press” check-in passengers i.e. people who insisted to pay extra money to be seated First way before mothers with infants, wheelchair bound and fossil aged passengers!!! It’s a bit ironic that one would choose a No Frills airline with the same seating configuration, same class for all or fairness like the ‘Round Table of Camelot’ yet ‘Pay Extra’ to get positive discrimination…. Duhh!! Lack of smiles? Maybe it’s because the girls were forced into those uncomfortable tight, short red skirts that seems to show their very distinctive ‘Grandma styled panty lines’….Air Asia…. Now everybody can squirm!!! Good value? 10 sen flight YES RM8 Nasi Lemak NO!!
*end of intermission*

Sabah-bah!!

Incidentally, the last time I was in Sabah, it was for my birth!! Yes, that’s right! I was born here! I can still remember the first faint words I heard …..Push!!!Push!!! Sikit laaagi… It’s a girl….. with attitude-lah!!! God sent me to a land of natural beauty and tranquility and where did I end up??? In KL!!! Peergh!! Everyone here ends their sentences with a Bah! Imagine if every state speaks the same insane way…. Rak for Perak, Tan for Kelantan, Dah for Kedah. Worst would be Johor with Hor which sounds like a swearing New York pimp on crack!!

To be continued...

Sometimes less is more...

2008-06-26T14:32:00.001+08:00

After a long soul searching, I’ve decided that my blog should be somewhere I can impart some kind of knowledge to the readers rather than a meaningless story about my life which of no concern to anyone but me…. It may be exciting, refreshing, witty, and full of love, inspiring, cynical and sarcastic but to others meaningless nevertheless…

I thought, I thought, I saw a pussy cat!

2008-06-21T11:13:00.002+08:00

Wow...this blog is full of cobwebs already. An example of obsolete material that is in desperate need of rejuvenation.

Anywho.....A blogbuster is coming to your home pc next week! Get your nasi lemak and your teh tarik ready coz the new post is going to blow your socks, thongs and bras off to high heaven.....hopefully!

Jeng......Jeng........Jeng !!!!!!!!!

I thought I was gonna take a break from blogging but this is important!

2008-06-06T11:13:00.004+08:00

No, we are not going to hike the price for fuel anytime soon, most likely in August.

Then next day, all hell broke loose when people scrambled to fill up their tank because of the price hike!

~ - ~

No, the election is not going to be soon.

Then next day, parliament was dissolved to make way for election campaign!

~-~

No, I’m not getting married.

Then next day, please meet Malaysia’s new 1st lady!

~-~

No, Thais and Singaporean are banned from buying Msian petrol.

Then next 2 days, the ban was lifted off!

~-~

Will there be an end to this saga of hypocrisy?

On second thought...

2008-05-26T13:03:00.000+08:00

Perhaps I was not clear enough?

Its not forever you know but just during these busy period of mine.

The other truth is that I thought this blog of mine has becoming quite boring and predictable. Out of fear on becoming another notch in the statistic details of bimbos blog without any substance, I've decided to start another journey of self-discovery that should help me write something more concrete and refreshing!

Be seeing you, perhaps in a month's time?

Farewell!

2008-05-22T07:25:00.002+08:00

This is it. The time has come!

I've thought about it long and hard. I've sweat and bleed for this blog but the end is imminent and inevitable.

Due to time constraint, this blog will be closed indefinitely!

Thanks to all , you have been a great audience!

Debutante!

2008-05-20T07:37:00.016+08:00

“Mama I want to poo poo” Cheeky bom bom whispered to me few minutes before she was due to present the flower bouquet to the DYMM Sultanah Perak, Tuanku Bainun.

Aisehman!!!

Racking my brain, I remembered from a distant memory of someone telling me an ancient Malay Archipelago mantra she would recite whenever she wants to control her urge to crap.

Desperately I whispered to cheeky bom bom to recite in her heart these words…

‘Kepala ke bawah bontot ke atas!" Over and over again… *Snigger*

I didn’t know whether it actually worked or just a coincidence but at least my daughter was no longer grimacing in pain, clutching her tummy…whatever works right? Maybe it was just nervousness, what she described as pain was really ‘Butterflies in the Tummy’.

Anyway Mother’s Day celebration organized by mom was perfecto! The entourage of Royal Perak sisters came in full force accompanying their mummy dearest and their ‘just out of confinement’ sister in-law, Tuanku Zara, all looking drop dead gorgeous!

Cheeky bom bom had a whale of time from her exposure to her first adult party even dancing poco-poco with the royalties and making new friends along the way.

Then the next day, old friends got together to celebrate the birth of a new born, ‘A.Zara’. Apparently ‘Zara’ seems to be a popular name these days.

I had even joked with the ‘mama’ about giving birth early and the mother brushed off the comment confidently saying that in the past all her children popped out later than the due date. Imagine our surprise when eager little A. Zara made her entrance the very next day after I commented, 10 days earlier than expected!

Tu lah Ally McBeal, kan aku dah cakap… aku ni ada Daulat Bangsawan Bugis Nusantara! *smirking*

Now I wonder if the mantra can be introduced in the Yoga class as part of self cleansing?

“Ommm Kepala ke bawah bontot ke atas…. Kepala ke bawah bontot ke atas… Kepala ke bawah bontot ke atas….. Kepala ke bawah bontot ke atas…… Kepala ke bawah bontot ke atas……

New Age Music

2008-05-17T14:56:00.005+08:00

Last night’s wedding had me grinning and has opened my horizons to see how the traditional music develop. Maybe its due to the fact it’s a marriage between Malaysia and the land of the Bolkiahs, but the way they played the kompang!!! Yeah, you read it right. Kompang!! It was a fusion of kompang, gendang, drum and gamelan played by over enthusiast teenagers to the style of modern percussionists. At first it was your normal kompang beat whilst the bride and groom walked down the aisle. The moment they stopped at the dais, all of a sudden these boys whipped out their sticks and started to thump on the kompangs like drums and jumping like chimpanzees on a drug binge! But ada style-lah. It was fun, exhilarating and it was the perfect music to transform the somber mood to a cheerful one.

How the music has evolved as such that without compromising the traditional instruments, we can now actually modernize it to give it a breeze of fresh air. I’m quite sure that there are some ‘katak bawah tempurung’ old fashion people who may brush aside these new ideas term it as rubbish or Cultural Cancer. But then again, these are the kind of people who time and time again make the same mistake of expecting that people will be loyal and respectful to them just because they were loyal and respectful to their tok moyang without questioning the right or wrong. Oh well…..

I didn't take their picture but you can just imagine based on these....go on, go wild with your imagination!

In a perfect world, woman is King of the Day!

2008-05-16T08:55:00.001+08:00

It was a great Sunday. That morning, I had breakfast in bed, came downstairs and was greeted by bunch of lilies and then got to open my presents. My dearest gave me some perfumes to go with the pretty dress that cheeky bom bom got for me. Then, for lunch, my dearest grilled up some delish steaks with mashed potatoes, green beans and garlic, mushrooms, and Dijon onions on the side. What made the lunch special was that I didn’t have to cook and I also didn't have to clean up. It was great! Then later that night, my dearest brought me out for the most romantic candle light dinner. It was a perfect day!

Then I woke up from the perfect dream! Bah humbug!

Reality check!

Got out of bed and went downstairs where I was greeted by the sight of my hubby and daughter sprawling in front of the TV looking hungry, piles of dirty clothes in the cloth bin, dusty house that surely needed vacuuming and million other things that only a mother knows how to do best.

Sigh!

Why can’t it be Mother’s Day everyday?

Successor to my Alma Mater!

2008-05-08T07:19:00.000+08:00

Yesterday I was genuinely humbled yet again by a friend.

Months ago, in passing I mentioned wistfully to a friend that I wanted cheeky bom bom to go to Convent school when she entered standard one next year. Realistically, I know it’s almost impossible due to the distance and the house address guideline thingy.

Yesterday the same friend surprised me by saying that she has pulled some strings and reserved a place for my daughter in the school. I was flabbergasted.

I am overwhelmed with gratitude that someone who is currently going through a terrible test of her life, yet can find the time to help me out (bearing in mind that I never ask for her help) without any ulterior motive.

I live by the Universal truth that what goes around comes around and that every one of your good or evil deeds will reward you tenfold. I must have done something right in the past to be blessed and surrounded with many good friends.

To Zira, you don’t know that I have a blog, but if you happened to come across this blog of mine one fine day, do know that this post is especially dedicated to you, a loyal and nice friend. This good deed of yours will come around one day back to you my friend! And mark my word that this storm you’re facing will pass by you soon. Hang in there!

And because of you, yesterday I decided to let my dearest eat the last spoonful of bubur pulut hitam even though I really, really wanted it.

Do you know that if you can count the numbers of really good friends (the kind that you can count on for anything), on one hand, than you are indeed one of the luckiest and richest person around?

So do you?

Anyway, regardless the fact that apparently in the Parliament last year, some exceedingly brilliant gentleman who had nothing better to do with his time and nothing to do in his community that this Sherlock had to point out that mission schools in Malaysia, such as Convent, La Salle and Methodist have crosses and statues representing the Christian faith in them….Well no shit.

And then there was the uneducated prick (same place, same time) had to butt in and mentioned that apparently "a father have alerted him that these missionary schools are not close during Raya"….Not close during Raya? Yeah right!

Whatever it is, come next year, my daughter will join her mother, her aunties, her grandmother and her great grandmother on becoming a member of the convent girls sisterhood!

Men - What do they want really?

2008-04-30T07:41:00.002+08:00

I have always wondered about the saying ‘men are from Mars and women are from Venus'. Can this approach be used in our chain of thoughts when it comes to gift buying for these two genders?

Why is it so difficult to get a gift for a man? I have spent the past umpteen years cracking my brain trying to get the perfect gifts for the men in my life i.e my dearest, good ole dad and my brother. In all those years, I would probably have scored once or twice the perfect present! The rest…blegh!

When we were little, dad has had hundreds of shirts, ties, garden stuff, the odd book, some scary undies & hankies! Now that we are adults, we hope to at least get him something a little more substantial. Hence lots of phone calls between us trying to find out his latest hobby!

Why can't men just be straight forward like a woman when it comes to buying gifts. Buying gifts for my mom and sisters are always fun and easy. Infact, months before any event, birthdays, anniversaries or mother's day, I would dropped hints *really heavy hints* to my dearest for the things that I want!

Replies like 'anything dear' or 'don't go through too much trouble' or 'don't spend too much' or 'Oh, don't make a big deal about my birthday', does not warrant to anything if during spring cleaning, suddenly one find those gifts tucked away at the back of the cupboards (hoping that I will not find out but I did!)!

There were the forgotten shirts, pants, electrical gadgets, cool items to me but apparently not so to them…etc.

This year was no different! I had worn out my shoes last week, hunting for a gift for dad’s birthday. I flirted between shirts *eyes rolling*, pants *what’s new?*, books, socks, electrical gadgets, sporting equipments, etc. But nothing seems to fit the bill….or should I say the budget..hehe.

At last I got him a sport t-shirt!

So did my other siblings!

But they became insignificant, paled in comparison, when we saw what he got for himself!

Duh….I shouldn’t have bothered!

Please come tooth fairy!

2008-04-24T07:36:00.004+08:00

Cheeky bom bom has joined friends her age having lost her front tooth.

She was quite upset by it as first especially in view that she is due to present bouquet of flowers to our DYMM Permaisuri Agong in a few weeks time. I have been telling her bedtime stories about a girl with no front tooth which at the end will either became a heroine, married a prince or became the most popular girl in the school.

Help! I’ve ran out of storylines to bullshit! Ideas anyone?

Anyone?

Bob the builder!

2008-04-22T07:37:00.008+08:00

The past few weeks have been quite stressful for me. Every time it rains, my lawn became a lake. I know that the Chinese believed its good feng shui to buy a house near a water source but having muddy foot prints on the porch was a bit too much for me.

This was made worse with my dearest latest project. You see, he has taken pity on me having to clean the rabbit’s cage daily that he has decided to build them an outdoor Eco-friendly Rabbit Hutch.

The Hutch must:
1 be made from 70% recycled stuff
2 able to fertilize the whole garden
3 look cool and not the ordinary ‘Reban Ayam’
4 Children friendly
5 Easy to clean & maintenance free
6 Cost less than my last shopping spree in Pavillion

So along with the water and the mud, I now have to live with litters of wood, wire mesh, assortment of tools and ‘atap genting’. So you can imagine the state of my lawn every time it rains….every gardener’s nightmare!!

But everything is almost back to normal now. The rabbit’s hutch is finished and I’ll bet you couldn’t find 2 happier bunnies than mine within 50km radius from our home. Before, in their small humble bedsit, they had nothing else to do but eat, they just ate, ate and ate. But now, they can actually hoppity hop, stretched to the max or simply laze around in the duplex A-Framed apartment which my dearest lovingly named ‘Istana Polo Johor Bahru’.

Now, most evenings you can find him sitting in front of the rabbit’s hutch, talking to them or simply looking at it smiling proudly with his own handiwork. You know, the way he looks at the ‘Istana Polo’, I think he secretly wish that he can became an animagus and joined the rabbits in their new home. In a few months, hopefully Tango and Snowy could be as productive as Tengku Yem & Raja Zarith Sofea …..the residents of Istana Polo in JB.

All about him!

2008-04-16T14:44:00.003+08:00

I received an email this morning about a newly found creature that looked like a little ‘anak naga’. Forwarded the email to my dearest for confirmation and this was his reply…

“Anak naga yang i tahu gelap sikit..... now he is about 38 yrs old... Raj Kumar a/l Naga Rajah”!

Recently, a friend of my dearest took a picture with the 2nd place winner of One in A Million, the singing competition.

My dearest: Dia ni yang bapak dia Teletubbies kan?

His friend: *paused*

Several seconds later…

His friend: Oh, sebab bapak dia Nd Lala! *tergelak*

So readers, did you get the jokes? *grin cheekily*

Small they may be but...euwww!

2008-04-08T07:47:00.003+08:00

Neighbour: Babe, I just bought hamsters so I will need your advice on how to take care of them!

Me: Err, what makes you think I’m an expert at all?

Neighbour: My daughter told me that you ‘bela tikus’ at home.

Me: Err, ‘bela tikus’ is not the word that I would choose since I will kill those bastards the moment I see one.

Neighbour: You mean, you have real tikus at home and not hamsters?

Me: Yeah! Why? *dahi berkerut*.

Neighbour: Damn! When she said you have tikus in your house, I really thought she meant hamsters. Now what am I gonna do with my hamsters? I know nuts about them.

Me: *Pointing at the computer, giggling* Good luck friend!

Yeah, you have just learned something new about me today, I hate small hairy animals…MAK GELI SIOT!

I wish I'm a kid again!

2008-04-01T07:33:00.009+08:00

I know April Fools is totally pointless, but I really can't pass up a great opportunity to talk shit. And this year, shit is indeed high on the agenda.

Meet the latest addition to our family, Tango and Snowie!
Tango is a Lionhead and Snowie is a New Zealand White and Flamish mix.

They are the very epitome of what life should be…sleep, shit, eat, shit, play and shit some more. They may look small and helpless but don’t be fooled by those big angelic eyes. They are in fact a shit machine put on earth to drive humans crazy! It’s unbelievable to see the amount of shit they churned out daily. If bunny’s poo is valuable, I would be a billionaire many times over! We accidentally left the gates open one day and when we got home the house was scattered with their ‘Pil Chit Kit Tek Aun’.

We have also adopted a stray cat named Felix!

Having said that, these cuddly animals are wonderful addition to our little animal farm of cats, tortoise, fishes, red ants, domestic gecko, wild birds and squirrels. Suffice to say that our house is quickly becoming a place of attraction to the neighbourhood ‘ankle-biters’ i.e. children…if only I could charge by the minute *sigh*

Oh… and I took leave from work last Friday bracing myself with crowd pushing, sweating bodies and hot humid mildly air-conditioned air at the Mattel Warehouse sale. I went a little overboard coz I bought tons of toys not only for cheeky bom bom but also myself. Hey, who said toys are only for children. Its not *shaking head* and it’s not just me coz when I reached the pay counter, amongst the toys I picked, I found toys that my dearest had also sneaked into the basket for himself *rolling eyes*. His argument is that it states on the box that it’s for 10+ year olds…apparently he out-qualify by about 23 plus years!!!

Oh… and I must also publicly apologise to my dearest old friend, Fida, for missing her housewarming cum birthday party last weekend. We had to help my stranded sis in law when her car quitted on her on the highway right after our bowling tournament. By the time the saga ended, we were already too tired to go anywhere.

A taggie!

2008-03-31T14:27:00.003+08:00

I was tagged by Tiena to come up with 10 random guilty pleasures. The thing is, it's not that I could not find 10 sins that can give me endless pleasures, it's just that I cannot limit myself to just 10! *grin*

Besides, what I have listed on the right panel of my blog are enough to give you a glimpse of the person that I am....

"Simple yet crazy, nice yet naughty, sweet yet a bitch, cool yet pretty nuts, spend thrift yet shopping spree addict, lovable yet a tigress, love to eat yet on lifetime diet, love to travel yet struggle to find free time, open minded yet strict at times"

Go figure!

Welcoming myself back from busyland!

2008-03-27T13:52:00.003+08:00

I was not buried alive under a mound of cow manure! (just mounds of paper works)

I was not trapped in a smart tunnel!

I was not adopted by Angelina Jolie!

I didn't run away to join the circus!

I was not even in jail for petitioning for a certain politician to step down!

In reality, I have just been super busy this week. The annual report pretty much took up whatever free time I have. Now that its finally out of the way, my life suddenly seems pretty normal again.

All in all, I need a lot of TLC, a good nights sleep and some warm sunshine. Unfortunately, it's been raining almost every afternoon making everything wet and gloomy. My throat hurts as much as my head does. The coughing is pretty bad!

Regardless, once things settle down, I'll rejoin the ranks of bloggers and do my best to entertain the masses *if you can consider my writing entertaining*

Go ahead, lie to me. Constructive criticism has no place here... bold face lies about my awesomeness are much more appreciated!

See you in my next exciting post *grin*

Living up to the bitchy image!

2008-03-19T13:46:00.001+08:00

Some of you may be sitting there right now thinking, God, if only I knew what Minah Sepet has been up to lately! I just can't go on with my life until I know!! *yeah right* Well, I'm here to oblige you.

Last week was a big blur to me mostly because my memory sucks.

What I remember most was about me being emotionally up and down. The big red mama paid a visit last week and it really played havoc with my emotion. One minute I was happily humming getting ready to go bowling, the next I was throwing tantrum, threatening to run away from home, over something mundane like a broken compact powder and unwashed dishes.

Although, I do remember about us looking at the empty cage that Prince and Snowball have outgrown and decided on the spot that we should get rabbits to fill it up. We even went to 5 different pet stores to survey the rabbits, went to a rabbit farm in Semenyih where me and the kids (nieces, nephews and cheeky bom bom) nearly died with excitement playing with the cute cuddly flurry rabbits and a guy in Shah Alam promised to bring us to see him newborn rabbits. This rabbity business is extended to this week as we have another appointment tomorrow to see another rabbit farm which hopefully will see us finally deciding on the types of rabbits we are going to add to our little animal farm.

So you really can’t blame me when I tried to recall my activities for the week before and all I get are images of me in a fit of anger and lots of fluffy rabbits!

Btw, anyone has any experience on how to take care of rabbits? Err…and also how to control the mood swing? I was really quite a bitch last week!

How Now Brown Cow?

2008-03-11T08:06:00.002+08:00

From

“undi BN=Barang Naik, undi PAS=Pasti Anda Silap, undi DAP=Dalam Alam Percintaan (Berangan saja laa..), undi PKR=Pasti Kau Rugi, undi BEBAS=Boleh Engkau Buat Apa Saja. Rumusan: Undilah BN kerana jika BARANG NAIK isteri semakin sayang”

To

Besar mana Roket hang, panjang mana Keris hang…kalau datang Bulan, simpan dalam seluar saja lah roket & keris tuh!!

To

“Sahaja aku undi keluar barisan kerana naik roket menuju ke bulan kerana keadilan”

To

“Sesiapa yang terjumpa seorang rakyat Selangor, rambut putih, berkulit licin semacam, keturunan jawa, agak pendek dan gemar pegang penyapu, sila hubungi balai polis berhampiran. Minta dia tolong PAS kan kunci pejabat MB”

Whatever it is, we all know now the surprising outcome of it all. Sentiments are high ranging from happiness to sadness to anger to disinterested….kinda like the feeling evoked by Petronas adverts.

Come what may, the People have spoken, LOUD & CLEAR. Now it’s their turn to show us what they can do and whether they could keep their promises. They have been saying all this while that in these modern times, they understand the younger generation better than BN. After all they represent Rockets (DAP) and Space Exploration (PAS) whilst BN is still Dacing when the whole world is using digital scales. Sometimes one needs the young to lead the young. You don’t expect Samy Vellu to do the Hip Hop? Hip Pop Crack!! Mungkin lah…

Apparently the current government have failed to listen and satisfy thus frustating the most crucial generation of today….young, intellectual, professional….27 to 40 year olds. Orang macam kita lah!! Which some call it as Generation Starbucks. Why?

Is it because the UMNO youth leader is too engrossed in senior politics and have forgotten his role? When the issue of ‘Youth’ comes about it is translated to ‘Mat Rempits’ only? UMNO youth is seen as a club/pool for parasites trying to make a ‘Buck’ thus avoided by intellectuals and professionals like the plague? UMNO youth have forgotten about the Malay Agenda due to gluttony of government contracts? It’s not cool to be an UMNO fella?

Interviewer: Would you like to join UMNO?
Professional Youth: Ummm……Nooo lah

I dunno lah…Go figure…

The ballot list by SPR is segregated by age. Those born before 1963 will vote in ‘Saluran 1’ 1963 – 1971 ‘Saluran 2’ 1972 to 1986 ‘Saluran 3’. This started in the last election in 2004. So what’s my point??

If one had a brain the size of an Amoeba, one could already suss out that in 2004 Saluran satu will always be pro BN (Org pencen kerajaan, org tua yang takut kalau perang kena makan ubi kayu lagi etc), Saluran 2 less favouring BN and Saluran 3…..BN? Over their dead carcass!! They’d rather shove a Durian up their @$$... This was 2004 OK…’they’ knew that the youths are not voting for them automatically like in 1964…..dulu kalau Dacing letak kambing pun menang!! Basically lost because they’ve forgotten to do their homework..

Thank you BN, for all the education that you’ve given us….we have become smarter & wiser. Unfortunately assuming that the youths are ‘Dumb’ & ‘Blind’ have caught you by surprise. We are not ‘Dumb’ for we have spoken and we are not ‘Blind’ for we can see a brighter path when the deadwoods are cleared.

As they say… To Assume is to make an ASS out of U and ME…

Now wake up!!

And they were one...

2008-03-06T13:34:00.003+08:00

Last Monday, my in-laws had a pretty grand shindig to celebrate their 40th wedding anniversary. As usual, the event were jointly organised by their anaks and the menantus under my FIL’s eagle eyed guidance. Lately, all the family activities seem to be that way. What used to be and most of the time, still is his forte (in organising), I think he is slowly relinquishing his reign to prepare his children to take over the duty.

From the coloured theme to the multimedia presentation to the food to the place to the door gifts..etc, the beradiks and the menantus all chipped in. We started of at 6.30pm with cocktail for the friends to mingle and reminisce about nostalgic old times. Right after Maghrib, the event which is similar to a small scale wedding party, started! I must add that the owner of The Kampung Pengantin in Jalan Ampang were most obliging in meeting our every demand.

Though the rain slightly dampened the air and drowning out the multimedia presentation, it was a good night. I was especially proud of my daughter for being brave enough to go up on the stage in front of hundreds of guest rendering a special dedication to her grandparents i.e. Yayie and Neena.

There were hardly any dry eyes when the multimedia presentation (fantastically done by my SIL*kipas sikit*) was shown which depicted their love story which started in 1964 till the present day. And it has to be said that the loudest was my dearest!!! He bawled like a baby and actually had to delegate his ‘speech’ to his sister who also bawled whilst reading the speech especially made to their parents (though not as bad as my dearest)!! Later, I was quite surprised when he asked me if I felt ashamed about him crying. The man who cried at our wedding, cried when our daughter was born and cried during this party!!! Why on earth would I be ashamed? I’m actually very proud that I have landed myself a man who is not afraid to show his feelings! Crybabies are men too….i suppose..

When I stood there enjoying the event, the questions that went through my mind were….

1) How many of us will reach the 40th anniversary? While some of us smoke 2 packs a day, eating heavily fried items everyday, daily TehTarik ….Forget about it!!

2) How many old couples do we know that are still very loving towards one another and still bathe together at times? …comparing the size of tummy flabs ,crinkly knees, amount of silver nose hair or whose nipples are dropping closest to their belly button!!....Not many I tell u..

3) How many couples who really have gone through really bad times and really good times together, yet never fighting at all? Impossible you say….unless you’re married to a Saint

4) How many couples who are truly lucky to be married to their soul mate? Not Elizabeth Taylor or Zsa Zsa Gabor…..or even Ayah Pin

5) How many couples, who others never spoke in condescension but always in a good light? Rosmah and Najib…..NOT!!

6) How many couples that really go out of their way to help others never expect anything in return but just mere ‘thank you’? Mr & Mrs Ah Long…NOT!!

And as I squeezed my dearest’s hand that night, I sent a little prayer to up above hoping that we will be one of those couples……and in the slightest whisper I could hear my dearest say, …………….so I’m gonna be stuck with you for the next 31 years huh!!!

Hello people, I'm back!

2008-02-27T08:47:00.003+08:00

Somewhere in between Jan 29-Feb 26, there were the trips to Muar, JB and Singapore, the team building in Putrajaya, few courses in various hotels in KL, many deadlines, meetings, conferences, annual report to churn out, my dearest’s business trips, cheeky bom bom’s birthday, crazy sisters Tish and Pink’s birthdays, crazy sister El’s farewell back to down under with mum accompanying her! It’s exhausting to even try listing down what I’ve been up to for the past 1 month. Who can blame me for not having the time to blog. Infact, it’s been so long since I last updated this poor blog of mine, laziness crept in and it was kind of hard to break the habit.

Anyway on with yet another tale of mine….

During one of the public holidays, we decided to hit Genting Highland the resort where if it is up to them, they’ll charge you for farting in public. With no hotel reservation, we just tried our luck! Can you believe that all the rooms in Genting were frickin gone! They must have more than 6000 rooms and none could accommodate the 3 of us! Oh well, served us right for not planning ahead. We did enjoy spoiling cheeky bom bom with all the rides though.

On the way down, my dearest wanted to check out Awana’s golf course (in front of the largest tomb in Asia…they’re busy building Uncle Lim’s final resting place on a hillside facing Goh Tong Jaya btw). I quickly dashed inside to the receptionist. They did have available room but the price! Mak datuk, I can buy a kambing with that price! But instantly I agreed to take up the room spurned by an incident! Damn! 2008 will start with an ‘Annus Horribilis’ ….from the great words of Queen Elizabeth II.

I felt like crapping!

Minutes later, I was happily crapping away in my own toilet rather that in a public loo! So far it’s the costliest I’ve paid for a load of crap. Why didn’t I just use their w/c at the lobby??? Once the tummy ache is in full motion, any reasoning and common sense is flushed out of the brain.

Trivia question: Where exactly is the rear side of a tree???
Answer: No its not where the moss grows the most… it’s when u have gotta go for a crap in the jungle, you’d go behind a tree cause you’d never go crap in front of a tree would ya…. Gaddabingg!!!

Crap rules the day!

One more down, two to go....

2008-01-29T14:09:00.000+08:00

Crazy sisters Tish and Pink are currently sucking up big time to mum. Reason? They want to have a birthday bash for their upcoming birthdays at the end of the month! You see on Christmas Eve last year, my mother decided to throw a barbeque party to celebrate crazy sister’s El 21st birthday! It was supposed to be just a small family gathering but mum did allow the crazy sisters to invite few of their friends. Few my stinkin ass! Ever heard of bagi betis nak peha, bagi peha nak @#$*&! Well instead of a few, they must have invited their whole school plus the janitor and their Bibik’s as well!

I can’t blame them coz I did the same thing when I was their age. And I guess mum also learned her lesson coz she actually catered enough food to feed the mob!

So anyway it’s kind of funny to see the otherwise pampered sisters actually lifting fingers to help around the house nowadays. They actually took my plate to the kitchen *after several hard hintings thrown their way*!!! I was sooo surprised I was pinching myself blue and wanted to go out and buy a lottery ticket there and then!! But between you and me, I’m pretty sure that their effort will be futile. After all, celebrating coming out of age deserves some sort of celebration. Definitely not for 20 and 14!

I honestly cannot recall how I celebrated my 21st birthday! But my 22nd celebration was a bit special to me because friends from all over UK came down to London to celebrate it with me during a small surprise party thrown by my dearest *then my boyfriend* : )

What about you? Do you have a special memory of your birthday celebration?

Free the mind....

2008-01-25T09:18:00.000+08:00

Last weekend, before the madness hits full swing (work wise), I’ve decided to take my dearest and cheeky bom bom for a little time out at the organization’s newly renovated resort. Whoever designed it was a genius! Genius I tell you!

On the way home we decided to have lunch by the beach, being one of the places where I was brought up when I was a kid, I’ve always had a nostalgic soft spot for this place. The folks here were getting quite entrepreneurial to my surprise! Now you could rent beach chairs for RM15 a day, A large ‘Pasar malam’ Umbrella, Banana Boat ride, Jet-ski, kites, proper place to shower and change and quite a lot of stalls selling trinkets and knick knacks. During those days there were only the ‘Abang Tiub Tayar’ and the odd ‘ais kerim roti’ or ‘ais kerim Malaysia’ guy.

There was also a ‘pony ride’ at the square, now here’s the most amazing part….. look at the picture of the pony below….. anything peculiar in particular????

Mak Datuk ! Kenapa kuda ada belalai!!! Besornye!! That’s why they call it ‘Hung Like A Horse!!’ Poor thing… cause according to the guy in-charge, once that happens, the horse can’t move (Takut injury against the tarmac!! Hahahahaa), No one can ride him (takut org tunggang kena tunggang!!) and what’s worse is that its quite embarassing for parents who have to answer innocent questions in public from curious children like ‘Mak, apa tu?’ or ‘Why does the horse have 2 tails? Or ‘ Eeee! Macam Ayah punya!!!’

Melaka Negeri Bersejarah

2008-01-22T16:25:00.000+08:00

Few weeks back, on the way back to KL from Muar (a northwestern region of the State of Johor under the administrative powers of the Kingdom of Johor…according to my dearest is where all great Johoreans comes from *rolling eyes*), he decided to take a detour through Bandar Hilir Melaka. I was really tired so decided to close my eyes with the intention of visiting La La Land.

But the hustle and bustle of the city was way too much for me to ignore. I opened my eyes to peep and saw an unfamiliar sight. I got up and I saw A’Famosa. Ok, we were at the right place but what happened to the rest? Or did they move A’Famosa to a crowded city?? We parked and did the tourist thingy. We even jumped onto one of the brightly decorated trishaw with loud music blaring to the tune of ‘No Woman No Cry’…we were like a curious MahMeri child on crack! These trishaws were like one of those Notting Hill or New Orleans floats during the carnivals minus the thongs and feathers. Thank god for that! Imagine the poor Pakcik who was cycling us in thongs and feathers…eeeuuuwww!!!

Here and there, we were greeted by new sights. I was pleasantly surprised by the new development of the city. It was exactly how a tourist attraction place should look like. The local tourism authority has really done a good job! If you haven’t been to Melaka since Jurassic Park 1 like me, go! Go now and be bowled over like I did!

However there was a slight blip to the tour.

We decided to brush up our knowledge on Malacca history via the nightly light and sound show. Towards the end of the show, there was a part where the pre-recorded voice was saying how Umno and the coalition won 51 seats out of 52 seats in the first general election and it was repeated 15 times! 15 bloody annoying times! I know that election is around the corner, but enough already. Its like watching the RTM news these days…. a pre-election propaganda repertoire. After every news telecast one could hear the subconscious chant of Da…cing…Pang…kah….Da…cing…Pang…kah….!!! Apparently the faulty machine has been at it since 1998 and they couldn’t fix it because it’s too costly. So audiences for the past 10 years have to just sit and bear with it....

…Duh!

By the way, I have mentioned earlier that a girlfriend of mine had successfully launched her first novel. What I did not mention was the fact that she had spent a good six months researching on the subject matter, draft and redraft her stories, chalking up on money and time spent talking to friends for advises.

So I wonder how long did this person (read here for the full story) spend when she wrote her little book of poem?

Copying a sentence or two is still acceptable, but when you actually get paid for it, you have crossed the border between plagiarizing and thieving.

What does your Lipstick Shape say about you?

2008-01-17T13:34:00.000+08:00

Mine - Sharp angled box curved tip

- Creative
- Enthusiastic, energetic
- Talkative
- Loves attention
- Falls in love easily
- Helpful

Click here if you want to know more about your character.

Thread it like Ian Thorpe

2008-01-15T08:30:00.000+08:00

Taking a bold step towards one of my new year’s resolution, we are now officially a member of a club. In a bid to have a healthier lifestyle in 2008, to shave off the extra trimmings, to reduce the diameter of our ‘love handles’… we have joined a club which offers all the facilities of a golf club minus the golf. I’m quite proud of myself at the moment mind you coz this is my very first club which I paid with my own hard earned dosh. Not a supplementary card from dad but MY OWN *patting myself in the back*

So you see, I really can’t be blamed for spending my every free moment at the club now can I? Although I have to admit a little secret…I have yet to use any other facilities apart from the huge pool. When it comes to swimming I’m a natural, I’m like a duck to water, like Britney to motherhood..Not!! more like Bush to oxymoronic public statements or like American Athletics to anabolic steroids… really! I really cannot avoid it.

I may have set my mind the moment I left the house that today I will at least try the gym or the cross training sessions but the moment I set foot at the club, I will walk straight to the pool like a fly into an ultra violet light….my will power is equal to a recovering alcoholic locked in a bar full of Bacardi. Only if ‘imagining’ oneself on the treadmill would lose calories, I’d be Twiggy by now!!

I have made a promise to myself to use the gym at least once a week before they enrol me into an honorary member of the ‘Dugong’ Club!! Snigger as much as you guys want, I WILL prove to you that 2008 will be a leaner and fitter year for me….

Can o not?? Sure Can One!!!

Happy New Year Y'all

2008-01-11T13:40:00.000+08:00

So how did I spent my day yesterday?

I went swimming!!

Crap! I hope I won't be burnt in hell for not spending more time yesterday repenting my sins for the past year.

But I had good reasons! Promise! Girls' scout promise!

I'll tell you more in the next post....

8 days after NY!

2008-01-08T13:15:00.000+08:00

I’ve been neglecting this poor blog of mine. So many things are happening in my life right now but I just don’t have the time to blog about it.

I’m still adjusting myself back to the time before school holidays, to the time where one have to wake up at the crack of dawn, to the time where one have to drive to work yawning with eyes barely open, to the time where one have to fight tooth and nail in the evening just to get home and to the time where one would be literally dead on her feet by 10pm!

I need my sleep….badly!

Gosh, I'm even putting myself to sleep with this post. I just have nothing exciting to say.

Btw, I was pretty emo yesterday because I thought an old friend had deserted me which turned out that she thought I had deserted her as a friend. If only people can be straight forward with each other, don’t beat around the bush and lay everything out in the open, then I think the world would be a nicer place to live.

I think I’m going to take my own advice and be more forthcoming henceforth!

To Hezzy the novelist, why do people keep grudges in their heart but acted normal in front of others instead of voicing it out load? Why must a simple misunderstanding and an oversight which can easily be remedied be the reason for the downfall of friendship? Can this incident be a plot for your next novel and dedicate it to your friends?

Btw, one of my oldest and closest friends has just released her first baby! Do check it out at the nearest bookstore! I've read it and I'm not embarrass to promote it cause it is THAT good! Congrats zy!

Happy New Year Y'all!

2007-12-31T15:13:00.000+08:00

Yeah, sue me for being a procrastinator!

But between 11.18am on Friday until 15.04pm on Monday, I just couldn’t find any time slot to start blogging. Gila babas sibuk! Not with work mind you but more with my social life. Whatever that I was going to bitch here the other day are so last year’s news. Since it is the last day of 2007, it’s befitting if I dedicate my post today exclusively for it!

Somewhere in the world now it is already 2008. But for us, we still have about few more hours to go. I’m not going to be at a black tie function, I’m not going to KLCC or any other places in town to celebrate and I’m not even going to a friend's New Year's Eve party that I’m supposed to attend. Instead, at midnite today, I will be at home with my dearest and cheeky bom bom, showered and in our pajamas watching Astro switching between channel 615, 703, 712, 411-413 and the sport channels.

As for the New Year, last year we were asleep before midnight. So for this year, it is our goal to at least see the new year arrive, toast a glass of sparkling non-alcoholic drink, kiss, say "happy new year" and then go to bed. It's still pathetic, but much less pathetic than going to sleep in 2006 and waking up in 2007.

2007! To recap! I won't make a list of what I learned because, well, it is better left unwritten. Some things don't need to be put into words. But I will say this....Power is good and power is sweet. I’ve mentioned before how my new job gave me an extraordinary power to make my ex-bosses from my previous company to report to me. Nooo, I don’t abuse my power *wink* but a mere phone call to them was enough to get them stutter over the phone. Our roles have been reversed. The meek is now the mighty. That alone is a powerful knowledge. Never tread on someone else’s shoes because you’ll never know when the table might turn on you.

For the first time in my life, I'm honestly ready for the New Year. I'm reenergized and waiting to take it on. I am stronger in mind and body and will continue to build my confidence as the person I am. I have all the blessings I could want in my life... now it's time to enjoy them and live my life as the strong and confident person I can absolutely be.

So, there will be lots of living to be done...living as I know how. Remember, I am awesome. Everyday I will remind myself of that and then everything else will fall into place, because it just has to. You can remind yourselves that I'm awesome every day too. That way you can say you know the awesomest person ever and you'll feel more important and therefore your lives will be better too. Go ahead... you have my permission *grin*

Finally, I just want to say thank you all for reading this blog, leaving your comments, supporting me and laughing with me. It does mean a lot...more than you know. I have met some amazing people through this "public journaling" and I'll never forget that.

My best wishes for a happy new year to all of you and your families.

Happy New Year, be safe, live happy and hold your heads high, always. It's gonna be a great 2008! Because I'm awesome and I said so!

MinahSepet out.

Few days before new year!

2007-12-27T11:18:00.000+08:00

I haven’t had such a happening short break from work for a long time. Shit I don’t even know where to start bitching. Ok ok ok…..we’ll do it chronologically no?

First thing first! I’ve just ordered the coolest ‘something’ on the planet. Really, it is going to transform my dorky mama ass into the coolest chic in the universe. Or at least maybe the coolest chic in KL? No? Ok, maybe just the coolest chic in my tempat jin bertendang? OK FINE! THE COOLEST CHIC ON MY STREET. Happy?

I know you are peeing with excitement but you’ll just have to wait like the rest of us for the ‘something’ to arrive before I can start showing off!

Anyhow, my raya was a bit mundane. Nothing much to do besides ogling the chosen lembus, kerbaus and kambings, all waiting for its turn to be sacrificed. Nothing exciting here, so I’ll skip this part!

On to the next story which I will tell you tomorrow…ngeh ngeh ngeh!

Patience my grass hoppers! Patience! Tomorrow will come…pinky promise!

Last post before Christmas!

2007-12-18T15:40:00.000+08:00

Today I’m happy! I’m grinning from ear to ear! I am RM100 and 1 bottle of Rasberry Carbonated Drink richer courtesy of my department’s staff recognition award! Glad that all the hard work throughout the year was somewhat recognized by others.

If you want to gauge my mood, all you have to do is examine my face. If I don’t approve, you will sure as hell know it, either from my scowl, or from my cutting remarks. If I’m happy, the whole world will be affected by it. If not from my words, then from my countenance and body language. Some times, I wish I were a better faker. But I am what I am!

I also have a bad habit of giving people a death stare when I am especially unhappy. Maybe I was dragged to a meeting, or a place, or a dinner against my wishes, or perhaps my viewpoint or ego is being run over by others in the room or maybe I have an unfavorable opinion of the speaker − all you have to do is read my face and you will know from my unnerving frown. Quite frankly, I don’t even like the death stare. It’s not contrived at all; it’s just me in my head and my body saying: “this is not to my liking.” And at the end I’ll be frowning but my mouth will be smiling putting across a cynical look on my face! This is really not a pretty sight to behold!

Too bad I have stage fright and can't act, or I could rival the devil who wears Prada herself.

Anyway, I have decided that my new year’s resolution for this year is that I would try and control my facial expressions and would also stop re-evaluating everything and over analyzing things. It's a vicious mental battle and I hate every last second of it. Dwelling... oh the dwelling. The joys of being a mental case.

Let’s see what the New Year will bring!

Anyway, Selamat Hari Raya Aidil Adha and Merry Christmas to all!

Please drive safely to wherever you're going!

Naughty or nice?

2007-12-17T11:35:00.000+08:00

So what if my team got 2nd place in the bowling tournament last Friday!

So what if because of that losing streak, we did not managed to bag the overall winner’s title!

So what if, as the staffs club treasurer entrusted to buy the gifts for the winner, I’m toying with the idea of buying something less attractive than originally planned if my team had win!

So what if I will be labeled as sore loser!

Revenge is sweet, money is power and I have the power over both!

The question now is whether I am a nice girl or not! And it's not as if I'm expecting Santa to bring me any gifts this year!

Muahahaha *devil’s laugh*

Between sweat, swearing and a song!

2007-12-14T14:34:00.000+08:00

On the way back home yesterday, my car’s engine died just in front of Dayabumi. Luckily it was downhill all the way down to the junction nearby KTM so I had to steer my shitty car that I have clocked million of miles on!

I was glad that I actually managed to park the car at a safe place without disturbing the traffic flow. I got off the rush hour traffic with all my body parts intact and a semblance of a car.

Oh…btw…I apologize to my dearest and my parents whom I called and freaked out to on the phone…I am what you might call “not-ms-fix-it”. I can change the oil…and jump the battery (but I only know how to do that because I had gone through a period of about 6 months where I had left my lights on about 23 times…the last straw being when my car died about a month ago at the drive through window of the McDonalds due to the battery just completely having enough of me and my crap.

So today I’m car-less! With the promise of la la land tonight, my dearest kindly send me to work.

Anyway, yesterday, the organization was buzzing with results of the staffs year end performance review. From miles away, you can see people with long faces that looks like their cat just died, people with angry faces that look like their car got scratched by some hooligans and some people with happy stupid wide grin on their faces like they’ve just won the lottery.

And they say that performance review’s result must be kept confidential!

All about tagging!

2007-12-12T16:24:00.000+08:00

Tagged by Miss Sarclover!

1. Name one person who made you laugh last night.

My dearest! Dia sangat hairan bagaimana saya boleh tidur dengan nyenyak walaupun bunyi TV adalah seperti orang sedang berpesta (dia lupa bahawa telinga saya sedang pekak sebelah disebabkan demam selsema)

2. What were you doing at 0800?

Saya sedang dibuat mimpi yang indah kerana mendapat cuti sakit!

3. What were you doing 30 minutes ago?

Facebooking!

4. What happened to you in 2006?

Saya mendapat kerja baru yang telah memberi saya kuasa luarbiasa untuk membuat bekas majikan saya memberi report kepada saya

5. What was the last thing you said out loud?

Awatlah slow sangat computer ni!

6. How many beverages did you have today?

Entahlah labu....

7. What color is your hairbrush?

Hitam dalam bilik saya, putih dalam toilet saya, hitam dalam kereta, merah dalam handbag dan biru di bilik belakang! WOW!..saya tak sangka saya ada banyak berus rambut!

8. What was the last thing you paid for?

RM1 untuk mushroom goreng.

9. Where were you last night?

Berdating dengan pakar ENT di biliknya yang sangat sejuk membuatkan saya terpaksa berkemut untuk menahan rasa nak terkencing!

10. What color is your front door?

Chocolate brown!

11. Where do you keep your change?

Merata-rata!

12. What’s the weather like today?

Hari ini sangat best, hari ini tak hujan, tidak seperti semalam!

13. What’s the best ice-cream flavor?

Apa-apa brand asalkan chocolate kerana saya hantu chocolate!

14. What excites you?

Cerita blue!

15. Do you want to cut your hair?

Oh tidak! Muka saya adalah sangat bulat menjadikan saya tidak sesuai berambut pendek.

16. Are you over the age of 25?

Sadly, ya!

17. Do you talk a lot?

Saya rasa saya sangat pendiam tapi ramai juga yang mengatakan saya ini agak bising orangnya. Dalam report kad sekolah saya juga, cikgu saya banyak kali menulis bahawa saya banyak bercakap dalam kelas dan dia menyarankan agar saya senyap sedikit.

18. Do you watch the O.C.?

Cerita muda mudi yang gemar berpesta yang siarannya agak lambat itu? Oh, saya sudah tidur waktu itu!

19. Do you know anyone named Steven?

Steven Spielberg boleh?

20. Do you make up your own words?

Kalau saya sebutkan nama special yang saya berikan kepada sesuatu benda yang memberi saya kenikmatan yang tidak terhingga, mungkin anda boleh pengsan!

21. Are you a jealous person?

Oh teramat sangat!

22. Name a friend whose name starts with the letter ‘A’.

Aliya!

23. Name a friend whose name starts with the letter ‘K’.

Kelly! Sebenarnya nama dia Khalijah tapi ditukar menjadi Kelly!

24. Who’s the first person on your received call list?

Buah hati saya!

25. What does the last text message you received say?

Jealousnya! (Kawan saya merasa jealous sebab saya dapat cuti sakit walaupun sebenarnya takde maknanya cuti sakit itu kerana saya agak menderita dengan telinga pekak sebelah membuatkan saya tidak shiok tengok TV)

26. Do you chew on your straw?

Kadang-kadang bila tiada apa nak buat!

27. Do you have curly hair?

Hehe…ada! Dimana? Disitulah….

28. Where’s the next place you’re going to?

Selepas ini saya akan naik ke bilik dan tidur!

29. Who’s the rudest person in your life?

Semalam saya telah berlumba kereta dengan seorang mamat berbaju merah di dalam kereta Wira biru. Ya, buat saat ini, dia adalah manusia paling kurang ajar dalam hidup saya!

30. What was the last thing you ate?

Mushroom!

31. Will you get married in the future?

Saya pernah nikah sekali dan sudah banyak kali berkahwin dan besar kemungkinan akan berkahwin lagi pada malam ini!

32. What’s the best movie you’ve seen in the past 2 weeks?

Enchanted dan The Holiday!

33. Is there anyone you like right now?

Sekarang ini saya sedang berangan tentang Brad Pitt dan Angkasawan Malaysia! Oh dan juga suami saya!

34. When was the last time you did the dishes?

Setiap hari saya terpaksa basuh pinggan mangkuk jadi soalan ini tidak berapa relevan bagi saya!

35. Are you currently depressed?

Ya kerana telinga saya pekak sebelah!

36. Did you cry today?

Ya ketika saya menonton satu cerita di HBO yang ending dia agak sedih membuatkan saya meraung sedikit!

37. Why did you answer and post this?

Kerana saya tengah bosan!

38. People I want to tag next:

Hezzy
Tiena
Juan
Lil’ Miss Easydent
Mima

Say what???? Louder lah!!

2007-12-11T21:20:00.000+08:00

I wrote earlier about being in dire straits with band new strain of heavy flu, colds and what naught. The bug has somewhat effected my hearing, blocking up that thingamagic tube between my eardrums and throat which makes me feel as if I’m in NASA’s echo chamber. Yesterday, after few days of being miserable, I finally couldn’t take it anymore and went to see an ENT specialist. More bad news…. coz whatever that’s effecting my hearing will only go away in a week or so (provided I diligently take the medicinelah which includes pumping steroid up my nostril, a natural behavior for Kate Moss in a night club NOT me in my PJ’s!!).

Can you imagine going through 2 functions that I was heavily involved, with a partially deaf ear?

1. Annual high tea afternoon for our organization’s ladies club:

Where I discovered that I really love learning all sort of dances but of course being born with 2 left feet, I had to settle for performing tarian endang which was more on the hand movements rather than feet. We had only a month to organize the function and when the day actually came, tension was pretty high because at the finest hour, we got to know that our guest of honour was our biggest boss. Things went well and she was smiling. Being who she is, I guess she doesn’t have time to enjoy all the girly things. I’ve asked her once about life at the top, and she said it’s very lonely and she can’t really have close friends for fear of being seen as favouritism, nepotism and all that jazz.

Show hands who wants to be at the top then? Not me that’s for sure!

2. Department’s family day in Sunway Lagoon.

Is there anywhere else in KL that we can have a proper family day? Year in, year out, it seems that most companies will have their family day in Sunway Lagoon! The place is nice and they have proper event management team but enough already. It gets boring when you can more or less know what’s coming. And the sad part is that the event management co. is Singaporean, don’t we Malaysian have enough talents? I thought we Malaysian should rock when it comes to organise good fun event!

Am I lonesome tonight?

2007-12-01T21:25:00.000+08:00

I could have kicked my own ass all the way to Timbuktu tonight!

I got what I wished for…Free tickets to Whitney’s concert!! (literally) but….. I GAVE it away to crazy sisters’ friends!

I must be the world’s biggest loser right now!

With my hectic schedule, I did not have the time to bring cheeky bom bom anywhere even though it’s school holiday. So a week ago, I’d promised her that today was going to be her day! How was I supposed to know about those tickets?

So like a devoted mother, I brought her to the movies for ‘Enchanted’, games store, pet store, toy shops, ice cream parlour and everything else a little girl’s heart desires.

By the time we got back home I was dead on my feet. That’s when I decided to give away the tickets!

At 9pm tonight, I got to know that many free tickets are floating in KL! Many of my chummies are going to the concert (and they all thought I was already among the crowd swaying my cute tush at the concert!!!)

So here I am, in my little teddies….slightly torn yet again, in my bed, feeling very furious with myself, green with envy imagining that my buddies are enjoying themselves together, jealously hoping that its going to rain so that they won’t be having too much fun, going to sleep immersed with deep disappointment!

If I die in my sleep tonight, I’m going to die dissapointed!

Friends, please spare me with the concert’s details okay? Deal?

Losing is not an option!

2007-11-29T08:43:00.000+08:00

Friendly matches are never gracious! People still play to win and will do just about anything for victory. Last week during the inter-dept games, even our biggie boss was playing dirty to ensure her team is spared from the agony of defeat. Sadly though, with the majority of us with two left feet…my team didn’t do all that well. We are now down by almost 4 points from the leading team. And we only have 1 or maybe 2 more games to go! I foresee more cheating, more cunning strategies and perhaps the ultimate line of attack would be to send a specific power player from the winning team for a course in Timbuktu for a fortnight so we could take pleasure in the sweet smell of victory. Now that’s what I call Team Strategy by Sabotage!

I hope I don’t look as Jurassic as I feel! I was literally a drug addict last week and probably this week too. With so many activities lined up week after week with no chance of parole over any day, not even the weekend, my body is aching all over, I feel tired all the time and my eyes are puffy from lack of sleep. I’ve been popping Neorofen and antibiotics like Smarties that if we were to have a drug test for the inter-dept games, I would be their first victim to be booted out!

And they say sports are good for you….

Sleep over!

2007-11-28T12:50:00.000+08:00

I’m re-living the nostalgia of my childhood thru cheeky bom bom. Last weekend I arranged her very 1st slumber party. She was allowed to invite only 5 of her closest friends. We started out the night with a poison box game to break the ice. Then there were playing with fire crackers, treasure hunting and modelling inclusive of a ‘cat-walk’ show! Girls being girls, no matter at what age, they are certainly interested in boys, clothes, make-ups and gossips! And these girls were no exception! I lent them my makeup kit and told them to surprise me with their artwork once done. They came down ½ hour later complete with evening dresses (courtesy of my daughters’ wardrobe), full makeup with hair nicely made-up! They even did a short runaway stint in front of us. Later that evening, shamelessly I eavesdropped on them gossiping about some of the boys…and we are talking about girls ranging from 4 to 8 years old! What’s next….birds & the bees???

Note to myself! Crazy sister El can actually keep a secret! She came back to Malaysia a day earlier than she was supposed to and nearly gave poor mum a heart attack when mum woke up with crazy sis El’s face looming above her at 5 am!

How cool is dat?

2007-11-27T12:40:00.000+08:00

Am I not cool?

Crazy sis, Tish said that I and the sane sister were uncool just because we refused to part with RM260 to go to Whitney’s concert this weekend with the three crazy sisters!

We had the chance to enjoy Whitney’s concert when we were in the UK during her dwindling career in the late 90’s…but now??? RM260 for a show by a junkie? Did her re-hab cost that much? Or did Bobby use up all their dosh on coke? 13-21 year olds going to Whitney’s concert is cool?? That’s like me telling the world that it’s cool to go to Barry Manillow’s concert in Genting!! ‘Her name was Lola….she was a showgirl…lalala Copacabanaaaa…..

We would if somebody gave us free tickets and apologise for calling us uncool..sob sob!

Somebody is sooooo NOT getting any pressies for her next birthday! Hmpphh!

A little revelation!

2007-11-26T15:25:00.000+08:00

Do I have any talents? No. Zero! Unless you call being able to name almost any handbags by label and designer, yes, I do have a talent. Albeit, completely useless unless my career path were to lead me into being a professional crime witness involving identifying handbags. I don't think that pays very well.

Or so I thought!

As Eleanor Roosevelt said:

“A woman is like a tea bag; you never know how strong she is until she’s in hot water”.

When it comes to handling life's big and little situations, you probably have quite a few skills that you don't think twice about. Life sends a challenge your way; you stay strong in the moment, and then figure out which skills are needed to handle it.

Today a colleague pointed out a fact that I have missed. I have been consulted by quite a number of people when they ran into a problem. I realized then I’m pretty good at manipulating potential disasters into personal glories.

So I guess I do have a talent! Even if it’s just the ability to do some quick thinking in order to solve a problem.

In my personal and professional experience, I have passed at least one hot water test.

I bet you have too!

So! What special skills/strengths do you have for handling life's big and little situations?

Come what may...Part 2!

2007-11-22T07:52:00.000+08:00

Something a bit more educational today....

4. For people who are lucky enough to have a pension scheme, their livelihoods are going to be guaranteed with no worries as to where the next meal is coming from upon retirement. But for normal people like you and me who have to depend on EPF for our golden years, EPF is not going to be enough!!! Statistic shows that on average, most people will finish off their EPF money within 3 years of receiving it. And then what? These people are forced to live off their children or worse still, forced to work! Scary? Well, that’s the reality. But the good thing is, I’m pretty sure all of uol’s (including yours truly) are still young! We still have time to save. For the Bumis, forget about unit trusts, shares, fds, etc! Concentrate on maximising your ASB and ASWawasan which will give a steady return of between 8-10% annually! Save now! NOW you hear! Btw, do you know that you can engage a PNB’s agent to transfer % of your EPF fund 1 into ASWawasan for higher return? No? Never heard of that? Well now you do.

You learned something new today haven’t you!

5. For Muslims, I’m sure you’ve heard the hassle and difficulty of going thru Faraid when death occurs. Well, happy news is here. You can do your Will at Amanah Raya and all instructions will be followed thru upon you kicking the bucket. An official Will supersedes all. Why am I talking about this? Well, I have one daughter! Having faced with many deaths in the family lately, I’m worried when my time is up and my daughter will get peanuts! Asking here and there, I have found out about this method which will ensure her inheritance. At the moment her inheritance ain’t much apart from the house, a Silver nose hair tweezers handed to me from ‘Furrball’, my hairy great granduncle and my collection of slightly torn Victoria Secret Lingerie, thanks to my overly amorous dearest on our first night in Bali (Honeymoon maaaa!)

So go, I urged all of you to take advantage of what AR can do!

Come what may...Part 1

2007-11-21T07:43:00.001+08:00

Life has been pretty hectic with really bad weather, a viral flu attack and lots of unfortunate events. Amidst sniffles, echoing ears, dizziness and a nose resembling Rudolf, I’m typing away furiously as if it’s my last memoir on some stuff that I’ve learned over the week….

1. I have never played Darts before and have always thought that it’s a game for beer bellied British yobs that have had wee bit too much to drink at the local Pub! Well this week, having been down with flu, I have decided to play the so called ‘Poor Man’s Archery’ for my inter department’s games. Yeah, it’s easy to just throw randomly at the board but what I didn’t know was the catch at the end! I didn’t know that in order to win, we needed to finish off with a double! It was bloody difficult I tell you! Unless your aim is as accurate as cupid, have steady wrists, a proud owner of a huge beer belly that act as a balancing counter weight (proving gravity exists) and you have been playing everyday since 1968, then it’s going to be peanuts for youlah! But for a novice like me…hell, I’d have a better chance to bed Brad Pitt AND Clooney at the same time!!!

I shall never pooh pooh those who can master the so called easy game, again!

2. When one had to attend a seminar with delegates from all over the world, one tends to find that the world is indeed very small and it’s getting smaller! Small because I had the good fortune to meet few of my uni mates of the same industry who came from various places around the world during a financial forum session in M’sia last week. Smaller because some of them are already in ‘Facebook’ thus I’m expecting to reconnect with them pretty soon!

3. Is 1st Runner-up the best among the losers or the first LOSER?? Some play only to win, one will find all sorts of ways to win. Last weekend, my so called ‘Community of Suburbia’ had a ‘pesta muhibah’ where each Cul de Sac on Westeria Lane had to set up a free food booth. On the eleventh-hour, we discovered that there was actually a prize for the most attractive and happening booth. We were pretty relaxed about it even though our booth was really bare whilst the other booths were decorated with flowers, balloons, banners, their grandmothers..etc. But one of my neighbours was so upset that she kicked a fuss with the organiser for not telling us about the competition and huffing and puffing she drove off leaving us dazed. She came back few minutes later, her car packed to the brim with literally her whole house’s contents! She brought flower pots, curtains, her children’s white board, table cloth, etc, you name it, everything but the kitchen sink!! And I must say that the booth looked pretty amazing once she finished decorating but she was still not satisfied! We were told… err actually, we were Ordered to wear red t-shirts for the night. With fire in her eyes, red sweaty face and sticky oily hair, we were not going to argue with this demonic looking fire breathing soccer mother of three. Grown men and women, children from all ages, all nodding in defeat, recognising Hitler was in the house. Believe it or not, we actually won the main prize which we gave to her of course.

No Fear Never Surrender!

To be continued...

Between close friends and family!

2007-11-13T08:19:00.000+08:00

Despite changing the date of the gathering at the very last minute, miraculously, our potluck Raya gathering was still..On. Although the attendance was a mere 43% of the old CBN rat pack gang but because the rats had already littered with smaller rodents i.e. family has been extended to include husbands and children, it was still a full house!

Of course having a celebrity as a friend came with a price. We were badgered the night before to part with our precious pre-paid credits to vote for her and her husband on Astro’s new reality show ‘Sehati Berdansa’ and the first question that popped out from her yesterday was of course ‘did we vote for her’. We made a pact with her husband there and then and I’m putting it here to seal the deal that in return for our votes, if they win the 1st price which rumoured to be a Mini Cooper (at press time, the grand prizes remains a surprise), he would have to chauffer us for a day to the coolest celebrity infested places in KL. Hey..how many times does one get to have a celebrity a their beak and call right? We all were glad to find out last night that they have received the highest vote..so far! Go Vanida..Go Shidee! Break a leg!!

Ops on that note, we did vote for Rai & Zain, Shazlin & Radhi too, the ladies being an ex-cbners too and Rai being part of our gang’s extended friends…so Go people! May the best couple win! And the judge was Linda Jasmine…. A former CBNer herself….. aci ke tak aci…dono lah!!

On the way home, we decided to surprise my dearest’s father with a birthday cake even though his birthday is today. Since all his siblings live just 5 minutes away, we requested everyone to join us. With a cake in hand and candles all stuck in, we waited for the others behind a tree in front of the house. 5 minutes passed and they were still not there. Turned out they were waiting for the children to write some birthday cards. We had to go back to the car with the cake still in hand praying that his dad will not come out from the house and see us. Our ready excuses ranged from ‘Kami dari Madrasah Al-Hikmah, Sungai Golok, Yala nak meminta derma…’ to ‘Someone came by and sold us the cake’ and to just stay down and pray that he will not notice our car!

But the bombshell was really a surprise to him. It was quite funny coz he was actually out under the porch and was doing some carpentry. And there we were all trying to suck in our tummy (try more than 5 minutes….its pretty impossible!) hiding behind the tree, trying to light the candles (which was pretty difficult to do with the wind blowing hard) and trying to keep the children quiet (which we failed miserably) but not once did he even looked up from his work! Deaf I don’t think so but dedicated in his work oblivious to his surrounding was more like it!

It was nice to see him all smiles and in good health being surrounded by his family celebrating his 65th birthday when just a couple of months ago we were all on our toes praying hard for him when he had to undergone his triple bypass surgery.

Life is short so live it well!

In my case, spurred by the previous event, I will now start dubbing songs, that can turn me on, into 1 cd *wink with devil's gleam in the eyes*

A fine line between love and hate!

2007-11-08T17:17:00.000+08:00

Over the week, I have learned 2 things!

1. I luuuurve Gamelan music!

During my function yesterday, the mesmerizing sensual melodious sound affected me so much that I found myself practically swinging my arms in tune with the dancers like a lovesick elephant. I did dabble a bit in the Gamelan music way back in college but it had left no profound effect on me except when I encounter rude drivers on Malaysian roads… macam nak ketuk-ketuk kepala depa!!

But yesterday, strangely I felt moved and felt sexy at the same time. Truthfully, I felt horny! Damn! I wonder where I can learn to play the instrument… before I start playing my dearest’s organ? Anyone?

2. I hate facebook!

I felt that all the poking, kicking, kissing, slapping..etc was a waste of time and was pointless and childish. But I also found myself to be daydreaming about the actions I was going to do to my friends next. I found myself itching to log on unto facebook when I should be paying attention to my research. In short, facebook is slowly ruining my life and my attention span! But I love the fact that I was able to give virtual gifts to friends on the birthday (yeah sue me coz I’m cheap!), I was able to see how their days are faring and most importantly, I was able to hook up with some long lost friends. I was never into Friendster or Myspace so I really can’t compare but if these two sites are anything like facebook, damn I should have joined ages ago!

So now not only my attention span is shorter and what bit of memory space I have, has been taken over by vampire slayers, quizzes, picture of fishes swimming in aquarium..etc, I am also one horny bitch with gamelan music playing in the background!

Facebook me !!!

Ikhlas tapi jauh!

2007-11-05T08:36:00.000+08:00

It’s not Raya if there’s no marathon of open houses. And like the previous weekend, we were all over the city racing from Kajang to Ampang to Subang and even to Klang. It’s not even about the food; it’s about seeing friends & family who otherwise we don’t get to see due to busy schedules. Once in awhile you get to sample different types of food but most of the time, you’ll turn sick with the same old ‘Rendang-Kuah Kacang & Nasi Impit Combo’…ever so often the host will try his/her best to entice you to sample ‘their’ version of Chef Wan’s or even Nigella Lawson’s Rendang recipe, believe me…RENDANG is RENDANG however exotic it may sound!!!

Tip #1: Always stick to the same story… sensitive stomach after hari raya and stick with the krepeks and the light stuff!

At the end of the marathon, we decided to finally grab a proper dinner at Sri Hartamas. Amidst the elated hurrah of Arsenal fans celebrating the equaliser on the 91st minute and dejected moans of MU’s fans (Hahahahaaa Padan Muka!!!), we saw a blind person going from table to table asking (I’m being polite here!) for donations. Later as we got in our car parked quite a distance away, we saw the same ‘blind person’ walking past swinging his stick, practically skipping and whistling at the same time!

Tip #2: Never judge a book by its cover and when u feel like donating… don’t past judgement, always give in your ‘Ikhlas’ mode and never be pressured to give because u don’t wanna look like a cheapskate or just to shoo the guy away…

That my dear readers, is how you can make a fast buck in just a few hours! Imagine getting RM1 every 2 minutes….in 3 hours…that’s RM90 tax free!!! Overtime…who knows… he could be the guy with the 18 inch chrome-spinners that passed u in a souped-up CooperS on Telawi 3 the other day..

Tip #3: For those of you out there smirking in a tie and briefcase trying like hell to make ends meet and IF you’re lucky, maybe the luxury of a Shirley Temple for your partner on a Saturday night at Sri Hartamas, and to look extra cool in front of your girlfriend, you slip a ringgit to this poor blind fellow…… the joke’s on you... SUCKER!!!!

Ambil galah tolong tunjukkan..

2007-11-02T07:58:00.000+08:00

Yesterday, one of my closest girlfriends confided in me that she is separating from her husband. This is the 2nd time I’ve been shocked to silence with such revelations. How do one act in this kind of situation?

Does one starts bashing the hubby? Be a good friend by agreeing with all the nasty allegations against the hubby?

Does one starts hugging and give consoling words?

Does one advise her to seek marriage counsel?

Does one offer financial aids?

And in both situations, I did not know how to act. All I did was told her the truth. I told her that I don’t know what to say but if she needs a helping hand, a listening ear, a shoulder to cry on or a place to get away from it all, I'll always be there for her!

Did I do the right thing?

Should I say a bit more?

Was there anything else I should offer?

I guess I don’t have the answer to everything!

Older yes, but wiser? maybe...

2007-10-31T14:17:00.000+08:00

I think I look so much more mature and closer to my death now that I’ve just had my birthday. I can honestly say that ever since I turned thirty, for each birthday year, I actually answer "Yes" to when people ask if it feels different to be a year older. Thirties just has a feel to it. I don't know what that feel is, but I feel it! I got the Thirties in me!

To elaborate my point, read on...

My kindness to strangers sadly depends on the mood I'm in that day. One day I'll talk it up with them, be kind and helpful and generally a pleasant person. Other days they can all basically fuck off.

Now, before you start thinking I'm a dreadful person all the time, let me explain. I am not a complete sourpuss 24/7. It is just that I get irritated with inconsiderate and rude strangers and they put me in a foul mood and I'm not strong enough inside to rise above and not let them ruin my day.

Yesterday, on my way to the pasar malam, I stopped at a crosswalk for a young girl pushing a stroller. All of a sudden, a lady driver in a Honda City behind me started honking. I shut my car off, walked up to her window and offered her my keys. "Here, you run the girl and her baby down, I don't have the heart", I said.

What was her reaction? She reversed and drove off on the next lane.

What made me do it? Normally I would just grit my teeth and cursed in silence waiting patiently. But never before had I actually confronted a rude driver. After all, he could be a road bully for all I know. But at that point, I was neither scared nor cared. I was pissed!

I wonder now where all that bravery came from? Was it due to the thirties in me??

And to add salt to wound, I was called ‘makcik’ by a boy selling chicken rice. Makcik! Not even a ‘kakak’! I may be dressed in just a t-shirt and jeans and have no makeup on but to be addressed as a ‘makcik’! I don’t mind being addressed as aunty (he is a little boy after all) but a ‘makcik’. I don’t deserve that! Really! He was very lucky that I’ve paid for the rice; else I would have just left huffing and puffing till I blow his ‘gerai’ down. He was seriously lucky that I didn’t have the energy to kick his butt to Timbaktoo, wherever that is!

p/s Don’t leave me comments about makcik=aunty, bm=english translation and all that crap. I still think that an aunty sounds younger and hip than a makcik!

The day after...

2007-10-27T20:27:00.000+08:00

I was serenaded by my dearest and cheeky bom bom at 10pm the night before my birthday. To all who smsed me yesterday, sorry I couldn’t reply coz one of my pressies was a new phone. By the time I finally switched on (by then, my old phone was already cheeky bom bom’s play thing), the incomings were too many to reply at one go…but I will reply. Tunggu….

This week we have so many makan-makan sessions, unit’s raya partylah, dept raya partylah and yesterday was the organization’s open house to celebrate the birthday girl (I wish!). I’m happy with all the free food, who wouldn’t be? But whatever miligrammes that I managed to get rid during the puasa month came back in tonnes with full vengeance!

A friend of mine suggested a rice free diet but I’m afraid such a diet will be like expecting a Kancil to beat a McLaren F1 in a drag race, Lindsay Lohan to ‘behave’ in public or expecting the bumbling idiot Mr Bean to be debonair and charming like Prince William…. It’s a nice thought…..but have u ever heard of the saying…Yeeah!! When pigs fly!!!!

Anyway, during one of the face stuffing gluttony open house sessions, we decided to have the technician hook up a karaoke set in the hall for the karaoke junkies to belt their hearts out to the raya songs. When the gang (myself included) were hogging the mic, one of our colleagues stood by listening to us practically ‘Menyumbangkan’ lagu raya. Out of courtesy, we offered her the mic and to my surprise, she actually accepted it and started singing. No, she didn’t sound like the late Rafeah Buang or Sharifah Aini, in fact she sounded like she was in excruciating agony as if someone banged her big toe with a wooden mallet!! But here was a person who looks like even a butterfly can scare her to death, you can hardly hear a squeak from her during the day, without hesitation accepted our invitation.

Don’t judge a book by its cover…. Or the power of persuasion due to American Idol and AF!

I’ve been here for a year and there were many times I was surprised as such. Here, people don’t seem to have a shy bone. Every time I go to some courses or to some presentations, its normal to see people actually scrambling to put their hands up or go to the mic to ask questions or give their opinions.

Wah Lau weh!! In my previous lifetime, I would expect very few people to have the guts to go up to the mic and ask/give questions to the presenter in front of hundreds of people. But not here! It’s a good thing actually coz naturally I’m shy person. But being surrounded by these confident and robust styled personalities, I can’t afford to be seen as one. I can see now why we had to undergo a series of exams and series of interviews before being accepted into this esteemed organisation! It pays to really select your employees.

Not being able to express your feelings clearly is actually a disease that’s quite norm nowadays. My sis in law who is an HR manager said that out of 100 candidates she interviews, less than 5% was able to talk (and this was done in their own mother tongue! Belum lagi in English!). Oh sure, anyone can talk, but I mean really talk, really able to express their views in a convincing way…not talk cock, any cock can talk, cock talking or To’kok is common among people who don’t know very much but want to be seen as knowledgeable, u can tell by their laugh….sooo loud and just plain annoying.

Being able to write is not a skill anymore. With internets, plagiarism is norm. But being able to talk! Now, that is something no one can give you. It’s skill that you have to teach yourself!
So how do we cure this? Parents? Education? Peers? Banning Prof Razak Mydin’s anak mami movies?

I’ve got a neighbour who is an English teacher but in my 5 years of knowing her, I have never ever ever heard her speak in English. Scary eh?

Another year has gone by...

2007-10-26T08:51:00.000+08:00

Btw today is my birthday…..so its been 365 days since I started this blog…. Thank you for your support and good wishes….my account no is 8273468732 if u must insist in showing your appreciation….I also accept cash vouchers from Robinson’s, Tangs, Isetan, Marks & Sparks…what the heck!! Any type of free gifts, supplementary credit & charge cards and Digi top-up cards also can-lah!!

Rounding up the Kasbon clans

2007-10-23T09:26:00.000+08:00

With a 5 inch booklet of paper work guiding our every move, what can go wrong at a family get together?

Absolutely nothing! It was picture perfect. 3 days of social activities, never ending food, crisp cool weather and nightly movie watching made perfect by from a movie projector. Life was full, simple and happy!

To avoid extended families brushing shoulders without recognising each other, the Kasbon clan members has been organising a yearly ‘Raya’ get together for the past 10 years. The clan being so big, attendance could easily reach 60 to 90 souls. Since the family is scattered all over Malaysia (of course majority being in Johor), the clan has been devided into 3 zones, north, middle and south clans.

This year, it was the north zone’s turn to organise…. which was us, as my father in law is the Tutti de Capo Tutti of the Clan being the first son of the family, he had graciously passed over the job of being head of committee to my dearest, his first born son.

We started the organising process since before Ramadhan. After rounds of meeting with the north clan, my dearest with the help of his efficient father, came up with the paper work that was to be our guiding light for the event. We have chosen Fraser Hill to be the place for our meet since there are plenty of bungalows that can cater to our need to accommodate a large group of people with spacious areas for activities purposes.

Being young and hip (ahem ahem), we decided to revolutionise the whole event starting with a door gift consist of the clan own t-shirt, digital data imaging registration, to a multimedia presentation on the family history to fun family activities ranging from telematches (adult, children and family), cooking class, tazkirah ugama, various competition including pertandingan azan and also a short course on mind mapping.

Sounds full but it was done in a short and fun manner which managed to bring out the hidden talent of many ie being emcee, being a presenter, being a teacher and also being a leader. Any feeling of shyness, low self esteem or timid ness goes out into the cool Fraser Hill’s air the moment the clans arrived.

When I see the clan left the place yesterday morning all smiles, laden with gifts and leftover food, I applauded my dearest for a hard job well done! It was no easy task to make nearly 70 people satisfied but he did it (with our help of course..tsk tsk).

Tummy ache anyone?

2007-10-18T08:43:00.000+08:00

Gained few pounds…check
Bank balance reduced considerably…check
Feeling extremely knackered….check
Feeling contented…check
Having severe tummy ache…check

... er, i guess this post is an obligatory Eid Mubarak post

Since the passing of the last of our grandparents last year within months of each other, me and my dearest no longer have a kampung to call our own….tsk…tsk..tsk… Henceforth our Raya will be celebrated in Muddy Rivermouth i.e. KL.

So was it a fun raya? Hell, whomever that said KL will be a dead town was wrong! WRONG I tell you! The road was jammed up all the way from our house (yes that tempat jin bertendang) right to his parents in Sg Besi and my parents in Ampang!! Where did all these cars came from? It was just like your everyday mad rush hour traffic! And the newly built three stories high mosque in Sg Besi was actually packed to the brim with the majority being Africans and Bangladeshis.

So it was not a quiet raya as we all had expected since most of the extended families decided to spend their 1st day raya at their better halves’ side but it was fun nevertheless. As we grow older, I guess, the excitement to celebrate Raya just seems to fade. But it was still fun seeing some of the family members, exchanging stories and whatnots. Raya is probably about the only time we get to see our extended family and really talk. Yes, yes, we do meet during kenduris or weddings or parties but most of us will be busy with other duties limiting conversation time. But not raya! Raya is when we get to gossip!

There were plenty of houses to visit to fill the void made by puasa in our tummy, plenty of balang kuih to raid and most of all plenty of duit raya to collect for cheeky bom bom!

So yeah, we had a blast on our 1st day of raya!

Amidst all the fun, of course we missed the crazy sister in Brisbane. Our first raya without her. And dad didn’t make it any easier too. The man who was a tyrant in my younger days. The only person whom I was afraid of, not even mom! Just one look from his eyes can make all your bones shudder! No need rotan rotan also. Anyway, I could see his eyes all red and shiny after the long distance phonecall. Mom has always been the waterworks but I guess old age can mellow even a tiger of a man. But I’m sure crazy sister, El is having a blast as I did during my first raya away from home. Surrounded by friends, learning to cook your 1st raya meal, decorating your own pad for the raya gathering, yeah, definite fun!

2nd day raya was extra special because it was my dearest’ birthday. I didn’t know what to give him so I gave him shopping vouchers (hoping he had no clue how to use em’ and pass it back to me!!). We painted the town searching high and low to splurge his gifts on but he couldn’t find anything to buy. Men! I would have finished them in seconds!

Anyway on the 3rd day we were down with a tummy-ache...actually it was food poisoning but since I got a lil history with food poisoning, that granted me a lil immunity...so less severe and less painful but still lots of trips to the loo!

So in conclusion, raya in KL does not take up too much of our time. In the kampungs, it would take few days to cover the houses that we must visit but in KL, it just took us 1 day to cover everyone. Less time, less headache, less duit raya to fork out albeit the jamlah!

And we still have the big Kasbon Clan family gathering (my dearest side) to look forward to this weekend in Fraser Hill!

Part 2 - And here we go!

2007-10-10T07:41:00.000+08:00

Here’s the bigger picture! Bet you didn’t think of this! No, AllyMcBeal, its definitely not THAT!!!

My point is, we always look at the smaller picture and deduced so many things from it but the truth is normally quite far from it.

We look at the stars every night and will be thinking what a big universe it is out there but again the truth is not near enough to comprehend.

It’s the same with the pictures! Imagine what we are looking at (our skyline) is only a spec of the Milky Way. Imagine if we were able to look at the big picture, it will be awesome and petty things will not matter anymore. It shows how small, micro even Nano & insignificant we are compared to what God has created …. Humans have only explored and understood soooo little & yet some of us actually dare to question or doubt God!!

Staggering ain’t it!

To Dr. Sheikh who is about to view that piece of spec from a pedestal closer than any Malaysian has ever been, the first Malaysian to see earth from space, I wish you god speed.

No matter what people say about you, Astronout/Cosmonout or ‘Can or Not??’ questioning your sexual preferences, being just a space tourist or a poster boy for Malaysia, all that does not matter. You are about to put Malaysia on the world map (out of this world actually) and nothing is more satisfying than that. You started by beating millions of other sperms when u won the race to fertilise your mom’s egg ….!!, you have beaten thousands of other Malaysian hopefuls for the space race… so who’s to say u don’t deserve the accolade..

Years ago people said the same thing when Edison kept on failing with his experiments (why waste time and money). Little that they know that his little shed of light was a catalyst to many other inventions.

Therefore, I toast you Dr. Sheikh! Go do your thang! Have a safe, wonderful and historical journey!

To all my Muslim readers, ‘Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri’ and to all, have a safe and happy holiday!

p.s.
The first Muslim to spend Eid Mubarak in space….
The first Malay in space….
The first MRSM alumni in space…
The first man to eat roti canai in space…
The cutest astro/cosmonout by far compared to the Yankees and Roughneck Russians
Upon return …. The most eligible Malaysian bachelor….I can go on & on & on….

1st Part

2007-10-08T11:25:00.001+08:00

What is this?

Lame post ahead!

2007-10-04T08:03:00.000+08:00

Hey people! I broke my fast yesterday at Lemon, a restaurant that belongs to David Teo, the film producer. The ambience, food and prices was okaylah.

But the company! Now, I’ve had my share of rubbing shoulders with Malaysian actresses and actors but yesterday was somewhat different.

Among them were Fasha Sandha and Pierre Andre, they were so good looking and nice! I thought they would put their nose so high in the air, they’d create another hole in the ozone layer but noooo. They actually smiled and mingled freely with other patrons. And she was beautiful, her skin was flawless *major envy, grrr*. He was as tall as my dearest but a little less good looking (kena kipas sikit, he reads my blog….)

I had trouble keeping my eyes focused!! I kept glancing at the window and all the corners of the restaurant trying to catch a glimpse of a levitating corpse but I didn’t check what was behind me….Jangan Pandang Belakang!!!

Muahahahaaa

The end!

What I heard over the weekend!

2007-10-01T10:49:00.000+08:00

Lady # 1 – Abang, sekali-sekala kita kena masuk jugak dalam kedai. Yang kat luar ni mungkin tak sama dengan yang kat dalam tu.

Lady # 2 – Cepatlah sikit, terhegeh-hegehlah awak ni. Banyak lagi tempat lain kita nak kena pergi ni. Lambat nanti habis pulak barangnya.

Lady # 3 - Where were you? I terjerit-jerit panggil you nak tengok I try baju tadi!

Lady # 4 – Yes I know I dah try baju ni tadi but I must try again to show you pulak!

And they all wore the same expressions on their faces:

The ladies – Excited, in a frenzy, harried, a lady with a mission look

The men – Bored, bemused, resigned, vacant look as if wishing he was at home watching President’s Cup!

The children – Busy playing games, talking on the phones or listening to Ipods.

And when you see this, you know raya is just around the corner!

Burning money away!

2007-09-27T07:25:00.000+08:00

It’s not raya if you don’t see people playing firecrackers, newspapers reporting stories about children fingers/limbs getting amputated, eyes being blown away and hair being singed all due to firecrackers. What is it about firecrackers that have people from all ages fascinated and excited by them.

When I was young, I had two prominent accidents involving them.

First, my pyromaniac brother, for some reason that only he can make sense of actually burnt a small hole on my left palm which left a small scar until now. The scar may not be that visible to the naked eyes but believe me its there! (yes mima, I’m talking about my one and only brother!). Once when I was challenged to see an astrologer for palm reading, she paused a while when she got to the left palm… she actually said that,’You have the mark of the ‘Special One’…. Shiiish!! I don’t look like Jose Mourinho do I?? Memang sah kencing punya kes!!!

Second, again the big bully punya angkara when he purposely pulled one of those cracker-jacks knowing how terrified I was with them which saw me running a 100km/h and tried to do a David Copperfield into a door…. the head-on collision (no airbags mind you..) split open my upper lip! And again, you may not see the scar but believe me its there! (and yet again, yes mima, I’m talking about him!)

Anyway, yesterday I bought a few for cheeky bom bom and my dearest and me to play. Surmise to say that I was a very very careful driver yesterday for fear of being hailed by the police. I could just imagine today’s headline:

“A banker arrested in possession of illegal firecrackers!”

Shiiish, the risk I take for my loved ones!

Enough said though, oh what a joy it was to see the big laughter on them and me!

Some kind of wind!

2007-09-26T13:32:00.000+08:00

During our first road trip together, our relationship was still kind of new. Certain boundaries have yet to be crossed. But spend a few hours driving around together, and well, boundaries go out the window and into the cool UK air.

We were about to go on a pretty long drive but my tummy, however, was in no condition to go on a long drive. It hurt like hell. I went to a drugstore and stood in front of the medical supplies storage for about five minutes where nothing really seemed to describe my symptoms. I needed a drug that said, "For when you feel like you are about to give birth to a baby elephant with spikes."

I decided I would just suck it up and got in the car. The problem was that, we were about to head out to an unknown turf which my guess was that there wouldn't be many restrooms along the way.

So we start driving, heading into the middle of nowhere, my contractions were about 5 minutes apart.

I didn't know if it was moving into the higher altitude, but the urge hit me to pass some gas. Now, at this point, I have not farted in front of my dearest (at least none that he knew about). But I had no choice. My colon decided to emit at that point one of those nasty, silent farts that I can only unimaginatively describe as stinky-poo. It was silent, so I thought maybe I'd get away with it. But then I realized about .000000000001 seconds after I did it, that he would most definitely know about it, and he would know too much. There was no way he could not have noticed, because it was the kind of flatulence you needed an iron lung for. I almost died from embarrassment.

I've never smelled a fart so fast and so bad. So right after it happened, I said to him, "Well, the good news is I feel better..."

But before I could even tell him the bad news, he got the bad news. He pretty much had his head out the window trying to suck in as much air as he could. He was laughing and gasping and not believing I was capable of such a thing. As we drove by, I think I saw trees dying and a couple of cows were like, "Oh babe, was that you?"

By that incident, I measured my dearest as a potential good life partner. One who will cover my ass as I’ll do his...hehe!

Driving sensation!

2007-09-24T13:38:00.000+08:00

I got lost today! Yes people, I am really really lousy with directions. I kid you not. When it comes to directions, I have shorter memory span than of Dory from Finding Nemo.

You put me in a new place; I get lost.

You let me practice driving to the new place for 2 weeks before hand, I still get lost.

If I haven’t been driving to a certain place for more than 2 weeks, I’ll most likely get lost.

Make me drive to a place in the daytime where I usually drive during the night (or vice versa); I get lost.

I keep getting lost, even on journeys I've done 100 times as a passenger.

Anyway, I was super early to work this morning but put it down to my luck…no parking spots! All my favourite spots were already filled up…sabar jelah. Being puasa month and all, I nicely cursed in my head. I decided to drive around trying to find another spot.

In the early morning darkness and quietness, it was quite hard to see where I was going. I just kept driving and driving, looking right and left, there wasn't another car in sight. I was actually driving for only few minutes (but it had seemed like hours) when I realized that I have actually ventured into a new ‘never gone before’ territory. Then the panic started to set in. I just kept thinking that I would run out of gas and there wouldn't be any other cars, and I would be stuck here and I wouldn't ever.... bottom line was, I panicked!

Swallowing my pride, I had to call my colleague for direction back to the office (like how spastic can I be!).

At the end, I had to park illegally.

Duh!

Blog for Nurin Jazlin

2007-09-21T13:28:00.000+08:00

Read the truth!

http://www.nurinjazlin.blogspot.com/

Taken from Star Online!

2007-09-20T13:55:00.000+08:00

NEWS FLASH: DNA confirms body found in bag is Nurin

PETALING JAYA: The police have confirmed that the body found stuffed in a sports bag on Monday in Petaling Jaya is that of missing girl Nurin Jazlin Jazimin.

Petaling Jaya OCPD ACP Arjunaidi Mohamed, speaking to reporters here on Thursday, said DNA tests confirmed the body found in a shophouse at Jalan PJS1, Petaling Jaya Utama is that of Nurin, 8, who had been missing since Aug 20

The poor parents... Me, a stranger, a fellow parent, can shed tears over this...I can only imagine their state of mind right now.

May she rest in peace!

love-hate relationship with Ikea!

2007-09-20T07:34:00.000+08:00

Everytime I go to Ikea I will end up with lighter purse than originally intended. And the weekend prior to puasa month was no exception. I guess by now, most people in KL would have gotten Ikea’s latest catalogue. And like all ardent fan of Ikea, I immediately spotted something (there’s always something *rolling eyes*) that I wanted which would have cost me a mere RM7.90 only. Dirt cheap! So I thought…

Laden with past experiences, I had hardened my heart against other possible temptation right from the moment I set my foot out from home. I was determining to be a hunter and not a food gatherer!

So did I achieve my target to get just the measly RM7.90 vase?

Yes and no!

I got the vase along with so many other things! WHY????!!! Why can’t I be focused??

Why must I be tempted with the bland Scandinavian food? The cute little gizmos? The adorable things that is no use to me at all? WHY???

As if in a demonic Mona Fendi trance, the act of slinging the bright yellow nylon bag across the shoulders is automatic. Trying to act and tell the world subtly that you’ve just moved to a new duplex condo in Mont Kiara??? NOT!!!

I should have just gone in lenggang kangkung, took what I wanted, pay and get out.

But the thing was, each item that I picked seems to be cheaper than the last. But when you actually get to the counter to pay…MAK DATUK! It was no longer RM7.90! Plus the lunch itself was 3 times that! That much I can tell you!

So what have I learned (but never wisen up)?

Ikea have good but malicious marketing ploy!

1. Design really simple made from cheap stuff but with class and cool modern design sense, they can charge a premium!

2. Post up the designer’s face by the product as if its John Galiano or Tom Ford as though its couture (Designer carpet, frying pan …yeah right!! Apek buat Terompah kat Batu Pahat tu pun couture lah kot! ) and they can charge a bomb!

3. You’d have to assemble these items yourself to save their cost (Have u ever bought a pair of Jimmy Choo shoes or Stella McCartney evening gown…then Assemble them yourself??)

4. They then make the exit embarrassing for those who don’t buy anything. So most people ended up buying any of the cheap items in the heap just before the cashier….afterall, can rebate the parking maaa….

But then again, I am a shopaholic!

You might think with their rocketed daily sales, Ikea would be smiling to the Bank?? Apparently the smile is not wide enough for its management, they have changed the menu for the worse…no more the ever popular meatballs but substituted with some sort of processed meat slice (Which is the same as the meat balls but flat) I figure they can sell less meat for the same price…at the consumer’s expense. The free flow Espresso & Cappuccino is GONE!!! Its just coffee and milk only….for the same price as before!!

And the worst oxymoronic fact is ….. I still dig the place!! Aaaaaaargh!!!

Dumbass!

How's everyone today?

2007-09-19T07:47:00.000+08:00

Oh, hello. My, how I've neglected you. Sorry. I've been busy and not caring about my blog.

I'm still not sure I care, but boredom has urged me to create a new post, although I've got nothing to tell you of great importance.

Wow, I'm getting bad at this whole blogging thing, no?

I am very tired. I want to say that I've been this tired for the last 10 years or so. But that would be a lie.

I used to wake up at 6 AM. Now that’ its fasting month, my schedule changed to 5 AM. Oh, the big 1 hour difference. Then, I would still be tired here and there, but now, I’m in a constant state of being tired, I am beyond tired!!

I daydream about sleeping. I actually take naps. Naps! My yawns are monumental. Not only are they contagious, but they've been known to cause sudden narcolepsy in those who witness them. I urge people to treat me like the sun when I yawn; don't stare directly at me. It can hurt.

Oh, I know there are people worse off than I with worse schedules and worse commutes and worse lives, but I don't care much for them.

I care about my life and how tired I feel and what utterly nonsense I’m putting down here..shish!

But the good thing is, I am so bogged down with work that time just slipped by quite fast.

The bad thing is, by 5pm I would have to fight tooth and nail with other drivers all rushing home to berbuka!...yes, whilst yawning and all!

Monster on the loose!

2007-09-19T07:41:00.000+08:00

Child found sexually assaulted and killed
PETALING JAYA: She was just a little girl. But that did not stop some sick monster from killing her after sexually assaulting her.

Her naked body was stuffed into a sports bag and left at the staircase of a shop lot in PJS1/48 Petaling Utama yesterday.

There were bruises on her neck, suggesting that she may have been strangled. There were also bruises on her hands.

Petaling Jaya police chief Asst Comm Arjunaidi Mohd confirmed a post mortem report that the killer had placed a cucumber and a brinjal in the girl’s private parts.

“She must have endured so much pain before she died,” he said.

As a mother, I couldn't bring myself to read the full story; it’ll just stress me out. The bits and pieces I heard was enough to make want to puke. What kind of sick, twisted, mentally ill animal-person would do such a thing? Aren’t there enough prostitutes around for him to have a bit of fun? Why a child? Why kill? He disgustingly and violently took a small girl’s life away, easily!

We were all born with a brain and a heart. At some point in his life, surely someone would have taught him to use either one. Did he forget?

I hope once he’s caught, he will be put away for life. I am totally terrified if we EVER release known killers. How can any person ever recover from taking life? Who wants them for a neighbor, mechanic, hair dresser, WHAT??????

History made-1st day ramadhan 2007!

2007-09-13T13:40:00.000+08:00

PETALING JAYA: A powerful earthquake shook western Indonesia for the second straight day Thursday morning at about 7.49am (Malaysian time) and triggered a tsunami warning in Indonesia.

Although tremors were felt in parts of the Klang Valley at around 8.15am, the Malaysian Meteorological Department said there was no tsunami threat to Malaysia at that time.

The tremors were felt at high-rise buildings in Kuala Lumpur including the Menara TM building in Lembah Pantai and Nikko Hotel at Jalan Ampang. - Star Online

Me and my colleagues felt the tremors this morning! Most of us were quite relaxed about it though, in fact i think we were more excited than scared…

I've always wondered why those people who died in collapsed buildings due to earthquakes did not ran out from the buildings the moment they felt the tremors...now I know why!

It was surreal!

Dashing a dream!

2007-09-12T13:50:00.000+08:00

I have visions of a new house. I have visions of a master bathroom with a big oval bathtub and dual sinks. I have visions of a nice kitchen with dark cabinets, sprawling counter space and stainless steel appliances. That is all I'm really asking for. The house doesn't need to be 3000 square feet. Heck, it doesn't even need to be 2000 square feet. A spacious 1800-1900 square feet would be fine! The kitchen counters don't need to be granite and the sinks and bathtub don't need to be marble, they don't even need to be porcelain. My requests are not high end ringgit, just functional and nice. Space is the main request. Counter space. Bathroom space. Closet space. Living room space.... mega space!

But why is so difficult to find my dream house within my budget in the vicinity I want in Kuala Lumpur? Why??!!!!

Update!
At the rate we're going, most likely we will just renovate our current house. I reckon we could probably increase the space to 2000 square feet. It's no bunglo but bolehlah. Which also mean that most likely we will stay put at this tempat jin bertendang and Ally will have to prepare her kids as if they are going for a long journey balik kampung if ever they have to visit me..hehe!

And so here we go...

2007-09-12T13:42:00.000+08:00

Thank you to all the new commentators out there who came out of hiding or just found me. I love getting comments just like everyone else, from legitamate bloggers of course and not the spamtastic assholes. I also found some great new blogs to read and I have also learned to be a better comment leaver!

It's obvious that I don't have many readers, but there are a few faithful ones. So, it's time for me to say thank you. Really. Thank you for actually reading this boring little blog of mine. You make me feel like I'm not just talking to myself.

I realize I don't have anything unique going here, I'm not hilarious and I'm not creative or original. This blog is just a reflection of my thoughts day to day. That definitely isn't saying much nor is it typically worth anyone's time.

As for the blogs I read regularly, just know that I visit as often as I can and try to comment but don't always get that chance. Please don't think I'm not reading or anything. I am, sometimes I just don't have anything to say back or don't have time to comment.

Anyway, many many thanks to all of you.

And so ends my sentimental babble.

Crap..crappy...crappiest!

2007-09-11T13:30:00.000+08:00

That is what I think of my blog lately. Welcome to Emo City, population ME!

I read thru a few recent posts and tried hard not to slap myself. You could have all slapped me instead, just to let me know how stooopid things have been. Really. I count on your honesty. Just don’t drink and leave a post!

My creative juices are dry, nothing exciting is happening (not that it ever does) and I'm just fresh out of entertainment. Ok, well, it's not like I'm known for my entertainment value, but at least I can come up with something to say in most cases, boring as it may be.

... I just wrenched my back.

Yep, this is a suckolicious, craptastic day.Now my mobility is limited, picking up cheeky bom bom will be, well, difficult if not impossible and it hurts.

I hate having a bad back.

My hair and makeup better look damn good today... at the very least!

Its lunchtime now and I’m not having any lunch to get my tummy ready for the puasa month ahead. So I think it's time to step away so that I don't write something even more stupid and just enjoy the peace and quiet of the day.

Have a nice day uols!

Pre-Merdeka!

2007-09-05T08:39:00.000+08:00

I would like to proclaim that a certain supposedly high-end Thai Restaurant located in GE Mall have just been nominated as THE WORST #@%$&?! EATERY in Kuala Lumpur! It was by far the crappiest service I’ve ever been subjected to. Paris Hilton was treated better in the slammer! As efficient as a wooden frying pan, even worse than that famous Chinese restaurant in Soho, London, the irony is that the one in Soho ‘IS’ designed to be rude as part of the exaggerated ,’in your face’ kinda service. My dearest used to have a laugh when he brought his square English friends & office mates there to be welcomed with , “U with ugly blouse, how many? 3?…up!up! upstair!....(after 10 minutes ) So? Ready?What u want?. The MatSallehs would go, “Oh! How very rude! Like Jajar Binks would say….

Anyways back to the story.. 12 of us came in at 8.30pm with growling tummies to celebrate mum’s ## birthday. ½ an hour later, the dishes came 1 by 1! Guess what time the rice came? 10pm!!! 10 fricking pm! 2 hours before midnight! The thing was, no one came to explain or apologized! This is Thai mind you not a Chinese dinner course. The thing is, it wasn’t as if we were the quietest bunch of people. Each one of us played our parts in being the disgruntled unsatisfied customer.

Finally it took 1 Bangladeshi staff with balls of steel the size of coconuts to say that the rice would be ready in 5 minutes time and the delay was because they ran out of rice! It was the most oxymoronic stating the obvious statement of the year. Surely the Manager (The one with Nata de Coco balls the size of an Amoeba) could have foreseen the shortfall! It wasn’t as if we just came in. The family who arrived the same time was happily burping away at the next table. Surely he could have bought some rice from Cozy Corner next door! But no! The brainless twit prefers his customers to blog about how shitty his services are rather than explain the situation to us!

Please! Pretty please with roses on the side. If any of you happen to be in the food business or in any business dealing with hospitality , please don’t ever treat your clientele like that. If I experience a good meal, I might tell my good friend but if I am served as above then I’ll bitch and bitch and bitch with as many of its potential customers…. Word of mouth goes a long way….especially bad ones.

People deserve better for what their money is worth!

What's worse was that we were playing host to a couple of Singaporean. On the eve of our 50th Merdeka some more! shishhh....

Penutup Karangan!

2007-08-30T12:01:00.000+08:00

Gray? What gray? My house is white all over and it felt just like when we first moved in 5 years ago. Don’t ask me how it happened! The actual ritual of choosing the paint colour is a big blur to me now. Did I agree to the colour? Was I being hypnotized? Was I colour blind? Was I even there??? Oh well…!

BTW folks, I saw a head of hair today that startled me. I even gasped out loud at the atrocity. I think you could see this rats nest from space actually. NASA might be looking into it as we speak. This woman just didn't need to do this to herself. I think she needs to pin a note to her shirt every morning that reminds her it is 2007 and not 1985. Not only was it big, but it was.... oh goodness.... it was frosted! GAH!! It was backcombed so much that her biceps have got to be legendary as a result. I just hope the big hairdo is not coming back in fashion!

Anyway, in addition to this post, I want to wish all of you, Happy 50th Merdeka Day and a long Merdeka weekend! I'll be at Putrajaya for the fireworks show. If you see me there, don't be afraid to holler!

SELAMAT MENYAMBUT HARI KEMERDEKAAN YANG KE 50 !

Rangkap ketiga!

2007-08-29T13:16:00.000+08:00

Dr Klon as the master of the ceremony was da’bomb! Mila and Jac as entertainers were The Bomb! Aznil lived up to his pedestal as Malaysia’s no 1 host and managed to bring out the glamorous, lively and entertaining side of the dinner, his singing wasn’t that bad either. He was very witty albeit he was only interested in the single babes.

Don’t get me started on the pro entertainers! I didn’t expect much of the really miniature & petite first female winner of AF, especially after forgetting her lyrics for the gazzilionth time (Duuhh!), not to mention when she started dancing whilst looking at the band with her bony ass to the crowd (she was so small that the mic stand looked like a pole dancing apparatus!) and above all when she nauseatingly kept on saying ‘ye ke bang?’ Btw, even with 5 inch heels, she still measured like a dwarfed leprechaun from Penang! A friend of mine who’s about 6’3” went up the stage to hand her a flower….she was about the height of his knees practically staring at his… you know “Where the Sun Don’t Shine” or ‘ciknek’ (mind my Cambridge accent!) I was expecting Jac to make her most famous entry…Splatt! Flat on her face… nope didn’t happen. It’s not Jac without the soulful shriek and all. She reminds me of my beloved Mission 380’s speakers (small but LOUD!) I’m sure she has the ability to dislocate her jaws like a python cause I could see her tooth fillings from my seat.

So did we win anything?

What are the odds? Ratio of 120 prizes to 1500 guests….sentapz!!!

In all, it was oklah. Food was nice (FYI, we had Chinese). Company was great. The Tutti diCapo Tutti (Boss of all bosses…) who was in her normal elegant self, gave an inspiring bilingual speech. It was hilarious to see pictures of the award winners when they first joined the organization being projected on the screen when they received their awards on stage. And like all award shows, there was a controversial moment, when they announced the best dressed lady of that night. If that’s the benchmark then I believe all the ladies at the office are extremely elegant every single day of the week. Sadly the winner wasn’t yours truly (not in my 2nd hand choice of dress).

Isi Karangan-rangkap kedua!

2007-08-28T13:55:00.000+08:00

Ok, my Saturday was a busy day. A very crazy day. It just isn’t my day if it didn’t start with any kind of drama. I woke up very sudden with my dream still fresh on my mind where I was the centre of attraction at the annual dinner because I was only wearing a ribbon, a red hat and nothing else! Why? Beats me! I don’t know why too.

Anyway, I got panicked, jumped out of bed, went to the closet and sighed in relief knowing that the dress that I had picked for the night was safe and sound. Then my day started…yada yada..mandi manda..yada yada..cooked breakfast…yada yada..grocerries shopping at Tesco…yada yada…bought shoes for the dinner...yada yada…bought paints..etc.

By the time we got back home, it was already 2pm, quickly whipped up lunch, feed the rest of the family, rest a bit and by then it was 4pm. I took my bath and thoroughly scrubbed my hair (I was planning to just let my hair flows down the dress. Then it happened!

There was a rip in my dress!!!!

A rip in my dress!

I nearly fainted from panicking! If ever there was a time I was supposed to die from panic attack, that would have been the time. 3 more hours to go and there I was practically dismantling the wardrobe to find another dress.

I found one! But encountered another problem.

It has mandarin collar which means I have to ‘sanggulkan’ my hair. With my favourite hairdresser being so far away (the down side of living kat tempat jin bertendang) and time is definitely not on my side, I had no choice but to find a local hair saloon. I must have spent at least half an hour trying to find a suitable looking hair saloon which never once crossed my mind was going to be difficult to find. But it was and I did eventually found one.

I told her what I wanted and she said yessiree. 20 mins into the job, she still hasn’t got it. My head was hurting with too much hair pulling and poking hair pins. I was already upset over the dress, tense because of the time limit, so you really cannot blame me when I suddenly just stood up, gave the hair dresser RM10 for her effort and just left without explanation. I was so upset over her incompetency that I just didn’t trust myself to say another word without being rude so I just let it be!

Got back home, completed my make up in record time and attempted to sanggul my own hair. Considering my inept ability at hair styling, I think I did pretty ok.

According to my dearest, I looked ravishing (of course I was holding a scissor then, to trim off the escape tendrils). By 7pm, we were ready to roll!

Check out the bulu mata!

Permulaan Karangan!

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'Pengecat Jujur Terakhir'? Never again! For those who have requested my services, sorry morry naik lorry, this PJT has hang her last brush...penat siot!

CRAZY BITCH WITH ATTITUDE

Zayn Al-Rashid

Re-vamping this blog

My precious

Zayn Al-Rashid

It's a boy !!!!!

Thunderbirds are GO!! 2

Thunderbirds are go!!!

Allahyarham Mohamad Dahan, Doha, Qatar

Best Nasi Kandar of Penang

Aaaaargghh!!!!!

Mak Suka Dia !!!!!!!!!!!

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