Tuesday, June 30, 2009

bestest makan time...

Bestest breakfast 1: beli nasi lemak / bihun goreng kt makcik fav. And if ade kuih yang cute, beli sehinggit. Kuih yang cute ialah karipap sardine dari makcik sayang or cek mek molek dari kakak kelate. Sampai office, makan nasi lemak / bihun goreng.

Bestest breakfast 2: makan kuih cute or biscuit or just a cup of neslo.

Bestest breakfast 3: if berkesempatan, bancuh 3 sudu oats + milo. Ni tuk menyerap kuasa2 jahat si Cholesterol waktu lunch nti.

Bestest lunch @ office: pi kedai mamak kt high court corner tuk tapau nasi campur. Nasi separuh, kari ayam n some chicken and sayur.

Bestest tea break 1: Nescafe tuk hilangkan ngantuk n keropok, biscuit or chocolate tuk kunyah2.. hehe…

Bestest tea break 2: Neslo and some bread or biscuits.

Bestest dinner: nasi ganja or nasi lemak from pakcik ganja… the bestest nasi ganja in Kerinchi.. haha.. tak pn, beli roti canai kt mamak.. or masak spaghetti kt umah.. yummy…

Lol….

Who’s your daddy??


he who doesn't like to be photograph..


It’s not hard to describe my dad. He’s very firm with what he has. If he said NO, he means NO. Unless you have a really damn good point and have the guts to tell him what on your mind. I normally don’t. Even though I’m his favourite girl. There are few good memories I have with him. He is the kind of man who didn’t show his emotion. He won’t say he loves you. To me, he’s an ordinary man who becomes a great dad.

I’ve become emo whenever I’m thinking about my parents. It’s like I haven’t been a good daughter yet.

Whatever it is, he is the best I could ever have. Loves him dearly and hopefully he know I really do.

cash flow...

Logically, if u do it by rules, u'll got the balance as per bank account. But, my cash flow did not balance... BENCI!!! So, today is blogging day. And tomorrow, I'll be waiting for the clients to call and nag.. nag.. nag.. bla.. bla.. bla... like I care so much...

Mr.Blogger v Miss.Blogger...

A friend asked me why most of the blog that I follow are by Mr.Blogger? And why English?

Actually, I don’t really have friends who really blog. I do have a friend who has a blog. But, she can’t really remember her blog address. Lol… So, I just browse any blog that pop up in my screen, reads some entries and clicked on their blog lists. Usually, the catchy names really caught my eyes. Don’t blame me but Mr.Blogger usually has a catchier name than Miss.Blogger. Right guys? From my not so much Blogging experiences, Mr.Blogger can write almost anything. From politics, to life experiences and humors. But, I always go for the last one. Reading theirs is like reading Ujang, Apo & etc… ha-ha… It’s really makes me laugh and giggles. Miss. Blogger in the other hand did it a bit too serious. Sorry if I’m wrong girls. Maybe it’s in our gen. Lol…

Why English?? I can’t write in Malay. It’s not that I can’t. I’ve tried but I can’t even finish one paragraph. Because, it was too melodramatic and emotional. Seriously, it was. Lol…



* Footnote: my friend is a she, not a blogger but likes to read blogs.

Monday, June 29, 2009

SHOUT!!!

I saw Ahmad Izham, the so call cool guy who runs a cool TV station that hav all the cool programmes on earth... I won’t give any example then. I go near him and nicely SHOUT – I don’t think we need another award program in Malaysia. Got it… But, I’m sure you won’t listen to me. So, I wish you no luck. Hopefully, everything went wrong. And hopefully, whatever back up plan you have will fail.

Nasi goreng padprik udang pedas…

It’s yummy…

I have this inside my head while my friend drove us to Bangsar last Saturday night. It’s not hard to imagine. There should be a plate of nasi goreng and fried prawns in red saucy chilies with some vegetables. Simple right?

Instead, I got a plate of nasi goreng. Only nasi goreng. And I’m like what? If I already watched the transformer by the time I received the nasi goreng, I would surely turn into a decipticon. Lucky them…

So, I called the guy who served me. I asked him what on earth did you give me? Lol… I asked what is this? He was unsure. I saw some prawn in it, so I assumed it’s nasi goreng seafood. I suggested it to him, and he miraculously agreed. Duh… he offered to change it for me, but I don’t want to miss watching my bee in action. So, I just took whatever they cooked.

I tried figure out what they cooked for me. Ok, it was a nasi goreng. It was not nasi goreng cina because there are some cili padi in it. But it was not nasi goreng kampung because there were no ikan bilis in it. Definitely it was not nasi goreng seafood as I thought... Duh!! There were only 4 prawns in it. Like I said to my friends, celah gigi pn x lepas... Hehe… but, I managed to finish it. Lol…

Bumblebee…

Friday, June 26, 2009

Micheal Jackson

Micheal Jackson is gone. so, who would be the next king of pop? JT? tapi, pagi tadi mase dgr news yg die dh xde, tibe2 teringat kt org2 tertentu spt:
Randy Jackson
The Jackson 5
The Click 5
Semual L Jackson
Micheal Schu
Janet Jackson
Justin T
Michealle Yeoh (Dato')

muahaha....
* Billy Jean is not my lover... *

and they say...



They say; A woman needs her own source of income even after married, in case your marriage didn’t work.

They say; Once you married, make sure you have some joint property under your name, in case your husband leave you.

They say; Don’t totally trust your husband; you won’t know what will happen in the future.

They say; Gender equality.


I’ve heard it so many times from so many people that I believe it’s true. I believe that all women should know about it. Recently, the topic was discussed again. I’m just listening to them. I’ve realise one thing. It’s a crap.

Who would get married with a reminder inside their mind that the married would not last? If you don’t trust you partner, who would you trust then? Gender equality? I laughed every time hearing about it. There would not be him and her if he and she are equal. We were creates to complete one another. There’s no way a woman can be like man. That’s a fact. We are never less worthy if we can’t top them. Because, we are unique and special in our own way

There are so many ‘value’ instill inside us that are not really a value. We instill it in our children. They grow up believing it and make mistakes. They will realise it when it’s already too late.

For example, marriage. Divorce cases in Malaysia are really frightening. Most of the reason is no more understanding between the spouses. It’s all bulls@*%*. Maybe it’s our culture. Divorce is really nothing to us. They will call it ‘takdir’. Crap!! Marriage is not like buying a pair shoes. Marriage is forever. It’s not a one night decision. You have to ask for guidance. When there are situations, handle it carefully. For you to enjoy the pleasure of marriage, you have to suck up everything . Believe it, its worth to fight for.

If I want to get married, I won’t think of the above possibilities. I won’t worry if it didn’t work out, if he leaves me or what so ever. Because, at that time, I am certain that he is really the one. That it will last forever. Because I believe what I believe.

Thursday, June 25, 2009

..........

It's been seven silent days of my life...
I've became immune to this situation, it's a good sigh but I don't like it...
If it have to end, I prefer any other way...

"cinta monyet"

Back in 2000, I’ve a crush on one of our senior. For me, he’s a perfect catch. He is just my type. I was in my first semester and it was his second semester then. Eventually, he became the reason for me to attend classes, fought the Monday blues and he really makes my day. Specifically, my years of dull and boring college life. For nearly four years then. It was crazy though. I’ve done few stupid things along the way. But, it does give me sweet memories too. One of his ex is my friend now. A good friend indeed. Of course she didn’t know that I’ve crush on her ex.

Throughout the years, we were classmate for few subjects. But I never have the guts to initiate a conversation. He was so reserved with strangers. And me, I just got cold feet wherever he was around. We have few common friends that we once shared a table for roti canai. Again, I did nothing.

I’m totally fall for him. Crush, crush and crush… it’s all about him. At least, there’s someone at the faculty that makes me smile. And he is not blind to not notice me. At least, he knew that there was a girl who can’t take her eyes of him. Or he probably called me a stalker. Lol…

Between us, there was nothing material happened. Even though I wish there was. I should have done something. We could become friend. I don’t know whether I should or shouldn’t regret it now for not doing something about it.

Now, he is getting married. I thought it will break me, but it didn’t. There’s feeling that I can’t describe. Maybe there are reasons why we didn’t really cross each other path. That’s something my mind can justify.

In the end, I might wish him well and luck…

SIS... to ban or not to ban…

For me, there’s no need to ban this SIS. But, it’s for everybody’s best interest if they change their name. I won’t give any suggestion but it would be less hurting if they did. They have very powerful names attach of their names to stay. If you are sincerely fighting for what you’ve claimed, please show some sincerity.

I try to imagine these things:-
1. the name : SIS
2. the significant and material people inside it.
3. their purposes for existence

It’s likely something wrong somewhere…

A Beamer would always be a Beamer… until he drives a Ferrari…

Monday, June 22, 2009

What’s your no.??


I’ve to punch calculator to know my exact age… I’m not kidding then!

Back then, when I’m approaching 20’s I’ve kind of can’t wait to reach the 20’s. it’s look cool then. When I’m in early 20’s, I just hope it’s stop there. I was like; ok, you can stop growing up now. It’s the bestest time of your life. You are young, have no commitment, you got paid for doing college and all you have to worry is exams. Years go by and the numbers just won’t stop. Then, I start to discount my age. It’s not that I lied to others. Cos lots of my friends know my age. And I don’t make lots of new acquaintance recently. Even if I do, the ages question doesn’t really come. So, it’s me that being mess by my numbers manipulation. Sometimes, I have to count my brothers age to know mine. I really mess up my mind thought.

The age really freak me out I guest. I admit it that I’m really scared of growing up. Cos grown up isn’t fun.

Since my recent birth date, I’ve been using calculator twice to know my age. The numbers didn’t really attach into my mind. Let alone my heart. It’s not that I have trouble to memories or short term memories. I just can’t justify it maybe.

But then I realize that I might be older that I’m. I’m Muslim, so I should know my age according to the Islamic calendar. But I don’t. It’s shame on me. Logically, a year in Islam calendar is shorter. So my age supposed to be............................

Oh, I wish I knew…. That sooner or later, the age 3x will welcome me to the club and I have to have plan about it. It’s a serious number. For someone whose forever 23, I’m loosing it. I play with them everyday, they are my life and my best friend. But, they really kick from the cloud I’m in.

I know mine, do you know yours?

Friday, June 19, 2009

It’s my birthday….

Last year, I took a day off. Bought myself a gift. A very cute pot with baby crystal and a plant. The plant is still standing and healthy. It grown few new leaves too. My one and only sister sent to my office a bouquet of flower. Lol... she just loves doing such thing. And as usual, we go for a special dinner. It’s a housemate routine. As of gifts, I received a bag pack from my office mate. They are the best…

I’m not expecting anything this year... But of course, I could expect a thing or two. Wishes, gifts and dinner. Lol… I already bought myself a gift. A business card case. I’ve been looking for it for quite sometimes, but I found a really nice one last week. Just in time I guest. But, I’m looking for one more things. Hopefully I can get it. I should also use the free movie coupon given by GSC. Cos the last year’s coupon had gone wasted.

I wish that nothing really happen to me this year. My life so far was not that great but it’s ok. So, I shall be fine with it. I have my family around and lots of true friends. I still have my job to pay everything I should. I still have times to spend on things I love. So, it’s fine. I’m not ready for any big changes to what I have in hands. Except that a PSP will bring more joy to my life… oh, I’m really mad about it… its awesome…

-xoxo-

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

toothpaste malfuction...


You put the toothpaste onto your toothbrush. What are the possibilities that you accidentally spatter toothpaste into your eyes? Me, 0.01% from the day I know the proper way of brushing my teeth. I still remembered what the doctor said to us. I was 6 then. Lol…
it’s 14.29% in a week and 50% a day for the last two days of my life. The same accident to the same eye.

It’s déjà vu.

i wanna be....

What’s your ambition? Someone asked me… it would be a simple question if I still in my school uniform. I would simply say a nurse or a teacher or a stewardess. But it wasn’t as easy as that to answer that at this age.

I need to answer it or I would ended up look like a loser… it just that I did not have a ready answer to that question just like I did years ago… of all the things that I want in this life, I answered housewife… duh!!! What am I saying... maybe because it’s Tuesday!

I did accounting because of my uncle… he is my favourite uncle… and I do think that I’m his favourite too… he did accounting and became a banker… he was so cool then that he wrote me a Cheque for my hari raya angpow. I was 12 then. Then, I took accounting because I don’t dare imagine myself in a lab with a knife and a frog. So, I can say that I’m who I’m now only by chances.

I used to have a plan for my life. What I want to achieve in 10 years time. It was clear and I’m certain that I can achieve it. But, things happen, I meant great thing so I was canceling what I have planned. Then, it did not turn up the way it supposed to be. Those things just stop me from having any plan, ambition or dreams. I don’t dare to. So, I live by ‘que sera, sera… whatever will be, will be…’

I’m thinking of having new and fresh ambition now. Lol…