Hit Me Baby One More Time!

Once again I have driven my mom's 'baby' car into yet another mishap. I say 'baby' because the Viva is barely a year old. Sigh.Poor child. Barely a year old and already it has scars and now dents all over its body. I bet the car would've committed suicide by now if it was a living thing. But then again, who knows? Maybe it has grown immune to bumping into poles, walls and other cars. It's like a game of football. The players know what they're in for whenever they trod on to the field. Injuries are bound to happen but of course they would want to avoid them if possible. Same goes to yours truly here. But sigh... luck was not on my side and so the 'baby' had to suffer -yet again.

This most unfortunate event started after my short yet stressful visit to Ampang. After dropping my mother at the LRT station near our residence(haha...sounds like I live in a very posh area but no I don't), I drove to Ampang Point with my sister to get some vitamins. This is where the whole thing starts. Nope, not the accident but this was how my seemly good day turned into a not so good day. The place was PACKED LIKE CRAZY! A lot of cars were coming in but none where going out! It's like the Muslims pilgrimage to Mecca I tell you(Haha okay maybe not). I kept hoping and praying that there will be a parking space but there weren't any! Thanks to the massive jam I was rewarded with a headache. Great! Just what I need. And the schorching sun didn't help much either. Thank you green house gases.

After making a few rounds aka tawaf I gave up and decided to head back home. Since my sister was having a sort of allergy on her finger we decided to stop at the clinic near our home. Aha! Now this is where it starts. I was happily driving at a very normal speed...not too fast and not too slow...60km/hour when I finally reached the T-junction. I had to make a right turn so I waited as there was another car infront of me who also wanted to turn right. Once the car infront of me turned, I turned as well because I was pretty sure that I did not see any incoming vehicle on the other lane. And then it happened. As I was turning, a blue and redish object loomed in front of me and hit my mom's car on the left side. Thank God it wasn't that bad and my sister was okay. It was sort off like a bump but of course it wasn't just a bump for the car. The car was pretty dented on the left side.

Anyway, after the accident I found a parking spot so I parked the car and what do you know the taxi driver came and asked 'So macam mane ni?' I was just blank. I tell you I was shaking like mad! or in Skipper the penguin's word 'I was shaking like a leaf'. Hehe. He kept asking how I wanted to solve this problem and I was like clueless. ' Tak tahu... saya tak pernah kene accident' Lol. And so he said 'Call la u punya abang ka ayah ka mak ka'. So I did and when my mom answered I couldn't say a word because if I did tears would come rolling down my cheeks. So I gave the phone to my sister. After my mom negotiated with the taxi driver I payed him RM 100. When I think about it. I don't really think he deserves the 100 bucks because his taxi was still ok. It was my mom's car that looked pretty bad. But he said he would need to replace the bumper with a new one or something so I just payed him to close the subject.

'Jangan bawak laju-laju' Excuse me? Who was driving laju-laju la uncle? But of course I didn't said anything because I was still shaking. I burst into tears right after I entered the car. My sister went to the clinic but there were a lot of people so she retreated back to the car. After a few minutes, I turned up the radio and drove back home. Nope Britney's song was not on the air waves. Imagine if it had.

Grabbed the Art

The Art for Grabs event yesterday was somewhat plain yesterday compared to the first one which was held earlier this year. There weren't a lot of people around probably
because it was the second day of the event which really is a blessing because
I didn't have to wade through a massive crowd. None of the handmade
items really caught my eye except for the bunny and cat plushies.
Hehe. I'm not really a fan of plushies but these ones looked
cute and would probably fetch a hefty price.
Okay, maybe not that hefty. Items are sold below
RM100 at this event but I'm not the type of person who
splurges on all these 'cute stuff'.
I only splurge on food (only under certain circumstances).
Haha. But I did bought 2 items anyway.
One, for myself and another
for a friend's sister.

by Ciyou Handmade

I bought this purse from Ciyou Handmade for RM 12.
Not bad.

The inner part

And a pair of ear rings for myself.
They were cheap so I bought a pair.
RM4.
Yeah, I know my camera phone sucks.
And my editing skills aren't much of a help either.

by sayasukalah

If you're a fan of the whole hand-made phenomenon then you might wanna check these blogs:

• Cindy's Crafty Bites
• musedarling's creation
• i-love

They were some of the many people who participated in the event.

Transported into the Twilight Zone

5 things I like in Transporter 3:

• The real star of the show, the Audi A8 (what a beauty)
• The cool stunts that Mr Frank Martin did with the car
• The camera angles
  
• The cool and stylish yet life threatening bracelet
  

and

• Natalya Rukakova's hair. But I'm still in love with Olga :)
  

2-wheeling, baby!

Look me in the eyes you freckled gloom and doom Russian...
erm...Ukrainian

Ah, yes. Her lovely hair.

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5 things I like about Twilight:

• The realistic awkwardness between a father and a daughter
• The chemistry between the two leads
• The shot where Bella first saw the Cullens
• Bella's sense of maturity (She sounds stupid in the book)
• Kristin Stewart :) Great acting from her.
  

Eventhough Robert Pattinson wasn't as gorgeous as I expected
him to be but theysure look great together.

Edward when he's not hungry. I think Bella outshines him.

She had so much hair. It looks better tied up.

Love these pics:

Mad - A - Gas - Car (Haha)

Haha...and so I've watche it! Madagascar Escape 2 Africa takes of from where we last see these 4 'New Yorkers'. While the previous movie was about their coming to realization how completely clueless they were about the world outside the zoo or 'The Wild', this second movie is about going back to their roots, in other words - AFRICA.

Alright, let's just cut to the chase. I just love this movie. It's just full of Merapu-ing.Haha. Yes, notice the capitalized 'M'.It's not so much about the storyline but the characters that got me in stitches throughout the movie especially the 4 penguins aka the 'Happy Flappers' - Skipper, Kowalski, Rico, Private and the ultimate King of Merapu-ness, King Julien. And this movie has a lot of memorable lines that no matter how many times you hear it or repeat it to yourself (haha), laughter would surely proceed afterwards.

My favourite line so was when Skipper told the... I don't know what you call it but I'm just gonna refer it as the 'shaking' doll, haha... you know, those dolls that you put near the dashboard in your car that shakes? Yup, that one... LOL. And yes, back to the line. Skipper said

'Why doll, you're shaking like a leaf!'

I was laughing like hell when that line came out! Their plane was crashing so of course the doll thingy was shaking like mad. And the fact that he called the thing 'Doll' makes it a hell lot funnier. What's even merapu is the part where the Happy Flappers were negotiating with the 'Higher Mammals' aka the monkeys about maternity leave. It's total merapu-ness I tell you! Aha!There's Skipper's doll...

And they actually got married in the end. LOL. Noticed the duct tape? Poor gal, had too many accidents.

And of course, who can resist King Julien's charm. This guy I tell you is just full of nonsense and as we've seen in the previous movie, is so full of himself. Only in this movie, he goes more beserk. Haha.

"If I had only two days to live, I would invade a neighboring country, and force my ideology on them, whether they wanted it or not."

A great politician in the making.

But he looks weird without his crown though.
Never mind let him be King. Just imagine if he joined our Sidang Parlimen.

'Yang Berhormat Julien, tarik balik Yang Berhormat...'
'Sila duduk Yang Berhormat...'

Ahahaha...
He'll be dancing in the Dewan Rakyat.

'I like to move it, move it!'

Woke up at 5.15am. Had coffee. Can't sleep.

Name -->
The 'rumput' is greener on the other side. Hohoho.

Where do you live -->
Cheras, Kuala Lumpur.

Have you ever been on a plane -->
You bet I have.

Swam in the ocean -->
Yup2...but not that far la.

Fallen asleep at school -->
Hell yeah. Ahahaha... During math and physics. Thank god I passed the subjects.

Broken someone’s heart -->
Hehe...yeah..

Fell off your chair -->
Erm...no idea.

Sat by the phone all night waiting for someone to call -->
Gila ka apa? Haha...Nope I only have to wait for a few minutes.

Saved e-mails -->
Yep.

What is your room like -->
perlu ke tahu? --> bagus jawapan ko syimah... stalker ke pe? Well, if you must know most of the time it's messy. Adik2 ku menjadikan bilik tersebut sebagai workshop mereka.

What’s right beside you -->
Dining table and the sofa. Yup that's how cram it is right here. Lol.

What is the last thing you ate -->
Maggi Asam Laksa. I didn't know what else to eat for breakfast.

Ever had…
Chicken pox -->
When I was young and innocent. Hehe.

Sore throat -->
I've lost count the number of strepsils and sahabat nelayan that I've consumed.

Stitches -->
Just on clothes. :)

Do you believe in love at first sight -->
Hahahahahaha....NO

Like picnics -->
Yep. Nanti kiter buat lagi ye syimah?hehe

Who was/were…
The last person you danced with -->
Adik.Haha.I was trying to burn calories in the middle of the night. Vinod will be so proud of me. Wakaka...

Last made you smile -->
Hehe. You know who you are.

You last yelled at -->
Erm..sisters kot

Today
did you talk to someone you like -->
Nope. Everyone is still asleep.

Kissed anyone -->
Refer to the above question.

Get sick -->
Nope.

Talk to an ex -->
i don't have an ex nor do i have an axe. Irrelevant. I know. No matter. Proceed. Haha.

Miss someone -->
Now ar?No actually. But I will be in a couple of minutes. Hehe.

Who do you really hate -->
Nobody. I don't hate people I dislike them.

Do you like your handwriting -->
Yep.

Are your toed- nails painted -->
Nope. Not a fan of nail polishes.

Whose bed other than yours would you rather sleep in -->
rela tido kat lantai tanpa bantal. yay!->haha setuju sgt!

What color shirt are you wearing now -->
Pink

Are you a friendly person -->
Haha...I dont think so.

Do you have any pets -->
Used to.

Do you sleep with the TV on -->
Hell no. Save money people!

What are you doing right now -->
Wondering why the Sony Disc to phone wont pop out.

Can you handle the truth -->
No problem. Bring it on.

Are you closer to your mother or father -->
Granma. Lol.

Do you eat healthy -->
I try to.

Do you still have pictures of you & your ex -->
No ex and axes.

If you’re having a bad day, who are you most likely to go to -->
Food. Mwahaha.

Are you loud or quiet most of the time -->
Quiet but at home I'm loud. Hehe

Are you confident -->
Not really but I'm getting there.

5 things I was doing 10 years ago
- Getting my glasses done.
- Let Asyraf copy my English Paper. Yes I still remember his name. Haha.
- Adding another boy into my crush list. ;)
- Took the PTS test.
- Sitting with my head up in class thanks to my nose bleed.


5 things I would do if I were a billionaire
- Fist and for most...save a portion of it.
- Buy tons of books.
- Get a car for both of my parents.
- Go on a holiday.
- Make the money work for me. Ntah cam ner aku x tau...


5 of my bad habits
- Malas!
- Can't stop munching hehe
- A frequent visitor of the toilet
- Tend to get angry at everyone when I'm not in a good mood
- I just eat everything..lol..

5 place you lived
- Subang Jaya
- Jln Hillside Estate, Ampang Jaya
- One Ampang Avenue, Ampang
- Shamelin Bestari Condo
- Shamelin Apartments which really isnt the name of the place but was given by my mom... we
got our mails anyway so no problem.Hehe


5 names you tag
- Whoever wants to this just do la...

Kematangan

Kematangan. Sesuatu yang sukar untuk diperjelaskan apatah lagi digambarkan. Maksudnya sudah tentu saja terdapat dalam mana-mana kamus Dewan Bahasa tetapi maksud perkataan itu pastinya berbeza buat setiap individu. Bukan begitu? Entahlah. Tapi yang pasti kematangan tidak boleh diukur oleh umur kerana orang yang telah lanjut usianya pon belum tentu lagi matang pemikirannya. Minda belum merdeka. Haha. Klise sungguh bunyinya. Tetapi inilah hakikat. Kematangan itu terbentuk apabila kedua-dua otak dan hati digunakan untuk berfikir. Kematangan itu lahir apabila keputusan yang dibuat bukan mengikut hawa nafsu semata-mata. Dan kematangan itu akan lebih menyerlah apabila seseorang itu mengakui kesilapan diri, bukan menuding jari dan terus merperbaiki diri. Tiada siapa yang sempurna di dunia ini. Oleh sebab itu, jadikan kesilapan semalam pengajaran buat hari ini dan hari-hari berikutnya. Aku sendiri tidak pasti jika aku ini telah matang tetapi aku yakin... Aku lebih matang dari semalam.

Inkling

Tight in the chest. That's how I feel at the moment. As if my chest is being compressed by an alien force. The Dark force perhaps. Mwahaha. Aku melalut. No matter. Finals are coming... Deadlines are reaching... Things are happening... Is it to late to be singing? Haha. Aku pening.

Miss Curly Wurly's Home

My college buddies and I have made Miss Curly Wurly's still-unpacking-yet-beautiful-home our assignment HQ. It is in this building, specifically in Miss Curly Wurly's room where we held our so- called 'operations' often working into the wee hours of the night. Those of us who smoke (Miss Curly Wurly herself and Mr Aloe Vera) would willingly empty their box of cigarettes whenever pressure strikes. For those who dont smoke (Me, MaduBerdarah, Yellow Aunty, Petani and Thambi) we would either discuss other unrelated issues or amuse ourselves by watching Gizmo the Cat. If none of that works, well we could always jumped into the pool which is just one level down Ms CW's balcony.

Introducing Miss Curly Wurly


Her Living Room




Petani Berjaya & Ms CW's mode of transportation.
No more tractors for Encik Petani.


Somewhere near the hall

For more information on our HQ please contact Miss Curly Wurly herself.

Birthday Photoshoot

Here are the photos as promised.from Farah

from Hani

the lovely train set

the unwrapping process

I'm so old

from Josh

Choo...Choo..Next stop, Station 19

As I'm typing this, I am greatly restraining myself from just slumping my head at the computer desk. What's wrong with my coffee today? Come on buddy, arouse me! Ignite my senses or whatever it is they say in the ads!

It has been 2 days since I've undergone yet another year of 'proses penuaan' (I like how you put it Chef! Hehe). To tell you the truth, I would've forgotten entirely (alright, maybe not entirely) about my birthday if not for the 'merpati dua sejoli'. Can you believe they actually discussed about buying my present in front of me? Of course they didn't reveal the details but they seem to enjoy bringing up the subject whenever possible. 'Ko mesti ske nye la bende tu' ...'You nak bagi hadiah dia bile?... 'Kita org nak beli present ko ari ni' Haha. So much for element of surprise huh? On the contrary, I was very much surprised when I unwrapped the present that those 2 plus Farah (whom they've managed to rope in into this scheme) gave me. I was laughing my head of when I saw it. It was a train set! A bloody real train set unlike the imaginary ones in my head. I remembered mentioning one or two times that I would really love to have a train set and maybe some car models or the double decker bus one day and display it in my house. And what do you know, these 2 cartoons actually remembered that I like trains and what's even more surprising is that they actually bought it! Haha... I just love you guys. Possibly the best couple that I've ever known in my entire life. But then again, you guys are probably the only couple that I know much about. Haha. Thanks a lot and thank you everyone who wished me: Chef, Wicked Witch of the East and West and all you facebook people who suddenly contacted me on my birthday after a long period of silence. I'll post pictures next time.

May God Bless All Of YOU!

I've been tagged

I haven't done this in a very long time so nah tgk ar:

1. The person who tag you is:

Tuan hamba!!! bloodyhoney.

2. Your relationship with him/her is:

Beliau merupakan sahabat hamba.

3. Your five impression of him/her:

Funny, talkative(haha), out spoken, crazy n she's pretty good at pantun lol

4. The most memorable thing he/she had done for you:

Hmm..lending her kettle?lol

5. The most memorable thing he/she had said to you:

"I don't like getting on the bus with these uncivilized people!!"

6. If he/she become your lover, you will:

I would kiss her and I would like it :p

7. If he/she become your lover, thing he/she has to improve on will be:

No idea.

8. If he/she become your enemy, you will:

Make her live with the 'uncivilized'..mwahahaha

9. If he/she become your enemy, the reason will be:

She stealing Gunawan from me! waduh gawat...

10. The most desired thing you want to do for him/her now is:

Honestly, i dunno. Sedih btul.haha

11. Your overall impression of him/her is:

She is one of a kind.

12. How you think people around you will feel about you?

A few of them call me mak cik n housewife so go figure.

13. The characters you love of yourself are:

I'm an optimist and aku jarang emo. hoho

14. On the contrary, the characters you hate yourself are:

I can't stop once I start eating and I can be very lazy when I want to.

15. The most ideal person you want to be is:

A successful woman who can make people happy.

16. For people that care and like you, say something to them:

What's up? lol.

17. Pass this quiz to 5 persons that you wished to know how they feel about you:

Must I do this?ok..hani, josh, syimah, ikin, vinod...hani n josh has done this though. haih
lantak la.

18. Who is no.1 having relationship with?

No 2 aka my tambi.

19. Is no.4 a male or female?

Female

20. If no.3 and 5 are together, will it be a good thing?

Aha! yoda will grow fat. No 3 is an aspiring chef.

22. What is no.2 studying about?

Architecture.

23. When was the last time you had a chat with no.3?

Long time ago when she dropped by to give me the batang keladi. We mostly communicate
through friendster.

24. What kind of music band does no.4 like?

She likes all those korean n japanese pop/rock music.

25. Does no.1 have any siblings?

Yep.

26. Will you woo no.2?

No 1 would kill me. My tambi la how can woo woo..aiyo.

27. How about no.4?

Haha.I'll pass. No offense ikin. I x reti la mengorat org.hoho.

28. Is no.1 single?

Nope.

29. What is the surname of no.3?

Hamzah

31. Does no.1 and 5 get along well?

They've never met.

32. Where is no.2 studying at?

Lingkupwing

33. Talk something casually about no.1:

She really, really hates the uncivilized..lol

34. Have you tried developing feelings for no.3?

I've loved her since day one.hehe.

35. Where does no.5 live at?

Erm..alamak i forgot la.. i know it's near the tawakal hospital.

36. What colour does no.2 like?

Dunno.haha.black?

37. Are no.3 and 1 best friend?

Nope.

38. Does no.3 have any pets?

Not that I know of.

39. Is no.1 the sexiest person in the world?

I think i'll let no 2 answer that ;)

40. What is no.5 doing now?

Probably at his tuition class trying to catch some 'fish' if u know what I mean.

F for Fascination... F for Father

People have always fascinate - and to mention disgust - me. Their lives, their characteristics, their beliefs and judgements make them interesting as no two person are the same. Even twins have their own differences despite the common notion that they 'act and think alike'. Honestly, can we really tell if Mary-Kate would jumped of a ship should Ashley accidentally went off board? And would Ashley do the same for her twin? We can't can we? Because nothing is for certain and people aren't always predictable. People, are like kaleidoscopes - colourful and as I said unpredictable because every time you turn the tube,different patterns and colours emerge. Which is why I have come to love them. They inspire me, they provoke my thoughts and most importantly their lives' history serve as lessons for this feeble writer... or should I say blogger?

It is with this fascination that I felt very honoured when on a warm Friday afternoon, my father told me that he would probably need my help in penning his memoir. He is in the midst of collecting whatever paraphernalia he can find for this latest project of his. Actually, he didn't directly asked for my help that afternoon.
This was more or less how the conversation(translated of course because we were speaking in Bahasa Malaysia) went that afternoon.

'I plan to write a - what do you call that? Memo? Is it memo?

'Memoir, papa'.

'Ah, yes. I plan to do that so that I can leave a legacy when I'm gone. So that my children, grandchildren, and grand-grand children will know about me'

- silence -

'But I have no time to do it. I need to find someone good enough to write it'

-Eye brows raised-

'You can do it right? I'll jot down the points - you can do it during the holidays.
Right?'

Nods.'Yup'

And he smiled. I can't begin to describe how I felt at that time. I have always wanted to write a memoir of a person, my grandmother to be exact. But that would be quite a challenge as I don't know much about her besides that she is a very wonderful person and the stories that she had told me. Perhaps I shall one day. I could even write about my entire family. That reamins to be seen. For now I am looking forward lo learn and to continue to be fascinated by my father.

Relative matters... I survived!

I LIVE TO TELL THE TALE... What a dramatic opening. Yes, I managed to survive in Melaka. Admittedly, it was quite awkward at the beginning but thanks to the hospitality of my Pak Wa and Mak Wa as well as the friendliness of my other uncles, aunts and cousins, everything was fine. At least, that's what I think. I don't know what they think of my sister and myself (The youngest did not follow us) especially if they saw me 'wrestled' the lamb chop with my yellow teeth before I mashed my extremely hot baked potato with a piece of the lamb's bone. The potato just got of the grill so of course it was untouchable. I was only being practical when I used the bone. What do you want me to do? Sit around while I wait for it to cool off like what our Kemahiran Hidup text book says? Remember the book? I'm not sure it was for which form but according to the book, or rather the author of the book...

'One should starve one's self less he look like an idiot by blowing his

food'

(No offense what so ever to the author. This is a mere intepretation by an unqualified loony)

But then again, I do see the rationale behind the 'no-blowing-your-food' rule. Imagine you're having a meal and you decided that you're food, say Nasi Lemak for instance, was hot. You took a spoonful of rice with the sambal, anchovies etc and brought it close to your lips. In the midst of you cooling it by the act of blowing, your saliva flies out of your mouth and... good heavens.. landed on the face of the person sitting across you! What a waste of enzyme! But it's a different story if that person is your evil mother -in- law. God, I hope I don't get an evil one.

Moving on, contrary to what I thought, not many turned up for the engagement. I suppose it was because the reception was held on a Sunday. Kids gotta go to school the next day ya know. It was a blessing actually because that means that I have time to get to now more about my cousins who were there. Imgine if all of them turned up (I have about 90 cousins). I wouldn't be able to remember who's kids they are let alone their names! The ones that I'd met are mostly pursuing their tertiary education doing law, business, physics and mechanical engineering. Look at what I'm doing - Professional Communication. A stark contrast no? Haha.

Most of my relatives on my father's side are successful people who come from you know those typical yet rewarding background i.e. medical, engineering, law, education etc. Of course that is not to say that what I'm doing wouldn't be rewarding. I'm sure it will. I hope.Haha. My sisters and I are probably the only ones who are into the art stuff like writing, drawing, music etc and it is most likely that we will make them as a career. If this is so, we will bloody hell stand out! Wow. Dahla anak Pak Long... stand out habis... Ini sesuatu yang membanggakan! This calls for a celebration! Pardon my looniness di pagi hari. Al maklumlah, first day of puasa. Tak cukup nutrien.

Anyway, I enjoyed myself and I especially loved the guest house where me and my other relatives stayed. My uncle works for the state government so he and his family stays at this quite pretty government complex. Told ya they were successful. Sigh, pressure, pressure. Haha. Here are some of the pics that I took. I took quite a few pics but as usual they have nothing to do with the engagement so I shall not post them here as they are considered irrelevant.

The Guest House

This was where my sis and I slept

Love the bed sheet

That's a pillow

Entourage from both sides

My father was the 'wakil sebelah pihak perempuan'

Seronok dia buat pantun

Hantaran from pihak perempuan

The 'inedible' cake

Tepak sirih

Bunga rampai

A very tense Kak Wani.

She hated those fake camel eye lashes

A friend in need is a friend indeed

Family matters!

Relatives - I hardly knew mine, especially on my father's side. I know most of my mother's who are actually not related to us. They are my grandmother's close friends and cousins. My grandmother was an only child so it is these people whom she regards as family. My father on the other hand comes from a huge family. There are 15 of them altogether and my father is the eldest. Which means he is very old. Haha. Out of his 14 siblings, I think I probably only know half of them. I can identify the other half as the product of Hj Johari(my late grandfather) and erm his wives'(he has 2 or 3 wives..I'm not so sure myself) but I have no idea what their names are. What's even worst is that since we are Malays, I need to address them according to their appropriate panggilan which can be quite mind boggling actually because I don't know who shot out from my late grandma's..I mean..granmas' uterus first! Mak Su, Mak Lang, Pak Lang, Pak Ngah ... Sigh... It's an uphill task I tell you, to remember their names and such especially for someone like me who often becomes blur at times when I shouldn't. Oh and let's not forget that they have children! Aiyo... I do not know the exact number of cousins that I have but I can tell you that they are many!

So, in the spirit of bringing the family closer, my father had decided to surprised my sisters and I by telling us that he would want to bring all 3 of us to Melaka tomorrow for one of our cousin's engagement ceremony. He broke the news to me first. We were on our back home from my hostel when he asked the amount of assignments that I have. I said I have a lot to do eventhough it wasn't that much really. Just a few essay drafts but it involves cracking your brain for ideas and it usually takes quite some time for my brain to get cracking. Which is why I have some side activities lined up while waiting for inspiration. Among them are scratching my head, doodling, looking around, jumping around...eh no. That's Tee Song Yan. Haha. And a few others la... So I was not lying to my father when I said that I INDEED have a lot of things to do eventhough they are not assignment related. :)

The function is on Sunday but we're leaving tomorrow afternoon and will be spending the night there. I have yet to know where exactly we will lay our heads tomorrow night but it doesn't matter really. As long as it's comfortable enough. Although I'm not to keen on the idea of spending the night at my uncle or aunty's place. The thing about family gatherings is that it's like a socialite's party. Absolutely every single thing about you will be scrutinized by them. Your manners, the way you dress, the way you speak...Everything! And I'm no socialite! Heck, I don't even socialise that much. I would really love to say that I don't give a fcuk about what people think about me but I can't because I do care. Not that much. Just a tiny bit. And IF I somehow messed up, it is not only me who will face the clucking tongues of my mak ciks but my parents as well! Great! Just great! I don't want to think too much about tomorow because it's just poitless. Why burden your head with unnecessary thoughts. And besides I'm quite an optimist so here's hoping that me and my sisters dont messed up tomorrow and the day after. May the force be with us.

Dengue Dilemma

People have been asking me to update my blog. Eh, no. Only Ikin. Haha. I'm actually too lazy to type anything. Not in the mood for writing. Sigh. Well, since I have nothing to do now (my class is at 1pm which is another 2 hours...seronoknya 2 jam of boredom)why don't I just blab something over here.

I didn't go for classes last week due. Nope I did not ponteng. I'm a good student. Missing classes makes me feel uneasy. Haha. Anyway, I had a fever last Tuesday and I immediately the subject of dengue popped up in my head and guess what I was right! My 2 sisters was also down with dengue but they have long recovered so I suppose it's just a matter of time before a bloody mosquito decides to bite me and bring down my platlet level.

Thank God I did not have classes the next day although I was feeling much better. But you see, the thing about dengue is that it makes you feel highly uncomfortable. At times you'll feel very sick (that's when you have fever) and at other times you'll feel perfectly fine! Ape bengong sangat penyakit ni? But of course, I didn't know that at that time so I thought since I'm already okay why not I just join the merpati dua sejoli for the movie. We were going to watch Batman and Josh had bought the tickets so I didn't want my ticket to go to waste. And so I went to IOI with them on that lovely Wednesday.

It didn't turned out quite so lovely actually. I was feeling nausea and my head was spinning. What's weird is that I was fine throughout the movie. Ngade-ngade betul. Hehe. I guess it was because I was sitting the whole time.

I was feeling very sick while waiting for the Rapid bus which is not so rapid. When I've reached my hostel I just flunked myself on the bed and tried to sleep. Of course I couldn't. My temperature shot up again. My father finally fetched me after I unsuccessfully called him a few times and we went straight to Ampang Hospital.

When I finally got the chance to see the doctor he said that they couldn't take my blood sample at that time. I need to have fever for at least 3 days before they can take my blood sample and check whether it's dengue or some other crap.

So, for the past..8 days I think, I ulang-alik to the hospital, getting poked by needles until both my hands bruised which is very normal actually. I never knew that poking needles into your skin can cause bruises. Nampak macam mangsa penderaan.Haha.

Finally on the 10th day..I'm not sure actually...I lost count... I was finally okay. My platlet level was normal. It was around 253000 or so I think. Before that it was around 80 000-100 000. The normal human being's platlet level is around 150 000 if I heard the doctor correctly. Go and google it yourself. And the next day I went to Tioman. Hahah...

New but not necessarily improved hair

I went to the salon yesterday and promptly showed this pic to the stylist and he said "Oh macam ni, ade banyak layer-layer kan... Tapi untuk awak kite buat panjang sikit sebab kalau pendek tak sesuai". "Okay" I said as I thought well, he's the expert... he knows what he's doing.

1 hour and 3o minutes later...

Yup, pretty different no? Sigh... Not that I'm upset or anything.

I don't get upset easily. Hehe. Hair grows anyway. No biggy.

My grandma could only laugh when I told her that I look lagi cina.

Haha. My sister, ever the experimenter (is there even such a word)

decided to play around with my new hair and so...

TADA!

I hope I look younger now :p

I might attempt that at college if I'm not lazy.

Ah, but I'll need a hairdryer.

Lece betul.

And the fact that I wear glasses just ruins the look.

This is how I look today after I washed all that hairspray.

Both of my sisters said that I looked like a guy.

Haha. Great.

I love how guys' look anyway.

Thier clothes, their hair and their oh so gorgeous urat-urat di tangan.

My hair reminds me of Joe Dirt's hair.

Puffy at the top. Long and thin at the bottom.

Mine is no that puffy though. I'll need hairspray.

Oh, and side burns too.

Gonna post some more crazy pics on myspace, friendster and maybe facebook.

Tidak Kesepian

Hari ni tidak jauh bezanya dari hari-hari yang lain. Aku lakukan tugas-tugasku seperti hari-hari cuti yang lain. Apa yang membuatkan hari ni best adalah sebab hari ni hujan. Syok je aku layan katil. 2 jam aku tidur. Giler layan. Hehe. Siap mimpi tu. Ape ntah yang aku mimpi. Mengarut betul. Mula-mula mimpi pasal monyet 'attack' kepala adik aku. Pas tu mimpi... hmm... ntah. Tak ingat. Tapi pelik gak ar. Bangun-bangun, mak aku bawak balik goreng pisang ngan teh tarik. Chantek... Memang diriku selalu kebuluran tatkala bangkit dari tidur. Ape lagi... Kami 5 branak balun goreng pisang ngan teh tarik.

Bile perut dah kenyang, mak ku mengeluarkan statement berikut... 'Jom gi tgk sepi'. So aku, mak ngan adik pon gi la ke Galaxy Ampang, port wayang kami. Haih... tapi sayang... Aku berasa tidak puas hati dengan filem tersebut. Aku pergi dengan harapan yang tinggi menggunung tapi apa yang aku dapat? Kedukaan yang melampau! Sekali lagi aku tertipu oleh trailer!
Haha. X sepi langsung filem tu... Ok la..adela rase sedih. Hatiku seperti hati manusia-manusia lain juga... Bukan diperbuat daripada batu. Tapi tak de la sedih sangat cerita nya. Cuma yang aku suka part Afdlin Shauki sebab part dia lawak. Hehe. Selain itu, cinematography dia pon agak cun. Scene kegemaranku time Vanidah Imran ngan Afdlin main balin-baling bende kat dapur. Memang cute scene tu.

Secara keseluruhan ceritanya boleh tahan la.Ramai yang berpendapat bahawa filem ini amat menyentuh jiwa dan tidak kurang juga yang menganggap bahawa filem ini adalah antara filem yang terbaik yang terdapat di Malaysia. Entahlah, aku lebih suka filem Khabir Bhatia yang dulu, 'Cinta'. Aku rase filem tu lagi menusuk kalbu. Haih...xpe2..lain orang lain lidahnya ye dak? Yang penting jangan biarkan diri anda diselubungi sepi...

I hope this is a STRAIGHT to the point post.

One of the few tv ads that have caught my attention was the New Straits Times ad about secondary school boys who belittled their friend who was reading an English newspaper(NST of course) on the bus. After watching it, I couldn't help feeling a bit flabbergasted. Lol. Pardon the choice of words. Do people (us,Malaysians to be precise) in this modern era still view the English language negatively? Looking at the ad, I suppose there are still a few of us who feel that way. My guess is that they have yet to realize how important the language is. People need to understand that being proficient in both writen and spoken English is no longer a mark of 'how far up you are in the social class' but a NECESSITY if one wishes to survive in this ever competitive world of ours. Where would 'You straight... you don't belok-belok' lead you? Certainly not to the path of riches and glory. LOL.

So, back to the ad. The ad reminded me of myself approximately 10 years ago whe I was in primary school. I first received my primary education at a private primary school in KL. Naturally, I could speak in English fairly well as everyone used it. This is not to say that I am absolutely useless when it comes to BM because I do speak in Bahasa Malaysia at home especially to my grandma. She speakes in loghat utara some more! So, hampa jangan kuang ajaq na...sat ni aku bubuh cabai dalam mulut baru hampa tau! Lol.

One fine day in the month of May, my parents(I suspect my grandma was also involved in this) decided to transfer me to a sekolah kebangsaan. I was in standard two at that time. I'm not quite sure what made them do it but I think it was because of the longer school hours at the private school. And so I went there. The school was also much closer to my home. I guess I adapted pretty well for a new kid because I don't remember getting into trouble with the other kids in my class. Either that or my memory has indeed gone faulty. I think I prefer the afforementioned statement. Hehe.

Everything when well until I decided to talk in English. Immediately, a few of the girls in my class hissed at me and my other friend. Both of us were merely doing what we were told to by our English teacher (whose name I've forgotten) which was to practise speaking in English. 'Eleh... speaking konon'. I don't remember if I had actually reacted to their statement but given my shy and non-agressive nature, I suppose I didn't. Yup, I'm not much of a fighter. But the weird thing is, none of these girls (may I call them bitches?lol) have any problems coming up to me whenever they have problems with their English homework. Haih...humans..

So thanks to you girls my English has deteriorated! Lol. Joking. Joking. I fully hold myself accountable because unlike you people, I am an angel. LOL. No matter, all is not lost. I will continue to improve my grasp of the language for as long as my memory is intact.

*Rumput is ashamed to admit that she has never been to the National Monument. She has also yet to reach rumah Cik Maimon.

(Car)efree Soul

The coffee drinker is proud of herself. Up to this hour she has driven the Viva for almost 4 hours. It woudn't mean anything to anyone else but to the coffee drinker, this was something great, an accomplishment. She has managed to conquer or rather hid her fear of manouvring a 4-wheel vehicle. The roads looked less terrying to the bespectacled coffee drinker.

However, anxiety always manages to seize the coffee drinker's mind, body and even soul whenever her mother and her mother's mother asked the coffee drinker to venture on to the roads. As the coffee drinker was determined to put a stop to all this 'anxiety' nonsense, she recalled a very usefull advice from a woman who has gone through a great deal of things in life, Janice Dickinson. She recalled an episode where Abby, Janice's Liverpoolian protege, was in a state of panic when Janice said...

' You're not scared. It's adrenaline.'

The words are not entirely accurate but that was the important message. And so, the coffee drinker always tell herself that it is adrenaline and not fear that was seeping into her mind about 1 or 2 hours before she trades the comfort and safety of her home for the vehicle that is almost never parked in an approprite fashion.

But today was different. Today, the coffee drinker has a reason to smile for she had managed to stay calm and collected as she drove to Ampang Point where her sister goes for Violin lessons.
The coffee drinker even managed to find a parking lot without almost crashing herself into other cars and parked the Viva. The parking was not excellent but for a timid young adult such as herself, it was more than enough. At least that was what the coffee drinker thought.

The coffee drinker made 2 stops before heading home. One, was at the supermarket and the other at the clinic. The coffee drinker and her family had ran out eggs yesterday, depriving them of making cucur udang so that was where she went. The clinic was where the coffee drinker went next for her grandmother was in need of some medication and since the pharmacy was closed (The coffee drinker actually had the nerve to forget that it was a Sunday), the clinic was the next best thing.

Rat - tling Experience

It has been a month since my family and I moved from the 3rd floor to the ground floor of the apartment that we rented. Although I don't deny that I much preferred living 'up above' than living 'closer to earth' for the living 'environment' was slightly better compared to down here. But so far, things have been alright up until a few minutes ago. An uninvited guest took the trouble to 'surprise' me during one my 'finest' moments.

Picture this. I was busy doing my 'business' in the toilet (On second thought, don't trouble yourself) when a rat decided to make a grand entrance via the gap between the toilet door and the floor, making squeeks which I assumed to be cute in nature before proceeding to hide behind the erm...kolah air. What do you call a 'kolah' in English? I do not know who was more terried. Me, who fear all animal species, insects included...or the rat who caught me offguard.

Anyway, the rat's appearance was a huge put off to my toilet experience. Before this (on the 3rd floor), the only visitors that I get were from the roaches(They still do visit me from time to time) and lizards which after awhile I come to being accustomed to. I don't know how long it will take me to grow accustom to the visit or visits(I pray not) of the rodent or rodents (Yipes!) around the house. It would be easier if the rodent is cute and exceptionally talented like Remy from Ratatouille. Imagine the many dishes he and his buddies could whip up. I wonder if he can make Nasi Lemak?