Sweet Temptation

Temptation. A sneaky word. It exudes endless amount of excitement with a hint of guilt and misery at the end. It is akin to the sweetness of chocolate with a bitter after taste. You want to have it. Taste it. Lick it to its core. YET, you also do know that you might or will (depending on the gravity of the situation) feel guilty afterwards when you’re done (let’s pretend you have diabetes). The thought lingers in your mind like a fly that refuses to die. What will you do? Smack the sneaky bug? Or let it live and terrorize you? Should you or should you not grab that cunning chocolate?

This post was inspired by the movie ‘Too Young to Marry’ that was shown on 8tv last Thursday. Jessica was a young wife who got acquainted with a guy at her university. Long story short, she grabbed the ‘chocolate’ but only managed to kiss it. She did not strip the chocolate naked. She got back to her senses. She smacked the fly thanks to Mom.

‘Whether you’re married or not, there will always be temptation. The trick is to recognize it for what it is and avoid it’.

Best check the expiry date before anything else.

Squashed Cuppies

-FUN FACT-

The term 'cupcake' was first mentioned in E. Leslie's 'Receipts' of 1828,
a time when the tradition of measuring ingredients by weight was giving way in the US to measuring them in cups -the world wide gourmet

Cupcake Chic cupcakes. They were unfortunately squashed on the way home.

Nevertheless, they remained irresistible.

Assisting the assistant

My mother is currently an assistant teacher at a private kindy in Ampang. While she was supposed to be the one who is doing the assisting, it is her daughters who are now assisting her as she calls herself 'uncreative'. And so we cut, drew, and pasted our way through.

Each child has their own folder

My sister drawing a snake

I did this

Labeling of activities

My mother would be leaving soon however, as the kindergarden actually
does not have license to operate. Yikes!

Dumbfounded

Insensitive
is what I have achieved
after 21 years of nice and
attentive.

The reason I wonder constantly
For words of my love
affects me deeply.

Saved by 'How to' Videos

I was having a little bit of situation with my handphone today. Apparently the charging duct (Is that the term?) has malfunction somewhat. I could repair it for RM 40 OR buy a universal charger for just RM 10. Of course I went with the latter. So, I bought it. Tried it out and - nothing happened. The light was not blinking which means it wasn't charging. I tried putting the battery in different ways that I could think of. There were no instructions included in the box so I tried being creative. Hm. Yup, apparently I'm not that creative. So after 2 hours, a thought finally hit me. Google! and yup sure thing there was a video for 'How to Use a Universal Battery Charger'. Ah... the Internet is indeed wonderful.

More DIY videos at 5min.com

Current

I'm just hating PTPTN's website at the moment. Love Paul the Octopus although he predicted Oranje's downfall. Damn his tentacles.

Scrape if you will!

Hoho!I've been totally cut off from the blogging world for quite some time huh... Nah, I wasn't cut off actually. It's sheer laziness. I have a couple of stuff in my head but as I said, I'm damn lazy. And I haven't been reading blogs too...My,my, my how lazy can I get? So if you folks feel like scrapping my link from your blogs feel free to do so. You don't even have to inform me beforehand. I don't mind. I'm still thinking whether or not to keep this blog. I once see it as a platform to hone my writing skills but since I've found that my skills are non-existance, perhaps I should just terminate it. So feel free to scrape me while I ponder this situation.

Back and Forth

They say memories of your past would flash through your eyes as those very same eyes slowly close signaling the end of your time on this lovely earth. Ironic isn't it? Now, I have no intention of waiting for 'that' day to come just so that I could have a glimpse of what I have done all of my life, which is why I think of the past (and the future of course) whenever I can. And besides, I don't think I would even have a chance to reflect on my past if, let say, I die by way of getting hit by a bus. Don't think there would be time for any 'reflection session'.

Nowadays, my thoughts on the past and future is mostly balanced I think. Inspiration can be gained from traveling back and forth these two places. Sometimes you more than that. You get a good laugh at yourself thinking of the things that you've done or the things that you might do. You do a little bit of fortune telling for yourself. Ha ha. Nothing wrong with a little bit of imagination ;)

The past would always be there to remind you and to teach you. The future? Well, it excites you as you have no idea what on earth you'll be getting yourself into. At least that's what I think. My mother asked me today how long will it be before I finished uni. ' A year and a half... And I feel like I don't know anything,' I said. She laughed her heart-out, a trademark of hers. 'That's a very good answer,' Ha ha. Well, yes, I do feel clueless sometimes. I feel like I haven't learned anything. But as I look back through my 20 years of living, I think I have learned and gained something. It's probably not much but at least there's something. Wonder what the future has in store for me. Time to get the crystal ball out again.

Hibernation

A day before Raya.
As usual, Ketupat Daun Palas is a must.


While most people are out and about eating kuih raya and lemang,
my family like every other year decided to hibernate.
Mama bear had to work so anak bear sent her before
sending Sister bear to her friend's house in Setiawangsa.
Nice area.
Will come back to stalk the neighbourhood.
Got lost for awhile.
Found Aeon Keramat?

Your Neighbourhood Stalker

Red light

Selamat Hari Raya
Maaf Zahir Batin

Chanting in the NIght

SIBERSUKSES - 3 young adults were seen squatting by the roadside near the small polluted river of the naked land last Wednesday night. They were dressed in casual clothing although one of them looked like she was in her pajamas and my what a vibrant pajamas it was. Attires aside, they quickly got down to business. One of them (possibly the leader of the 3) fished out something from her Hawaiian shorts. It was a little object that spitted out an equally little fire. Then she took out a bunch of thin looking sticks. The origin of the sticks is unclear but sources say that they were purchased from a small bazaar near the cheapest hypermarket.



What happened next was horrible. The head honcho burned the ends of the sticks and after 3 seconds or more, sparks started to form, lighting their evil faces. The head honcho was assisted by the other young adult who had an unidentified tag daggling around her neck.








They began to shriek in delight and started making strange signs in the air. This was followed by a series of chanting in what could possibly be the Malay language, a language that can be both jiwang and lucah at the same time . The one with the tag got so overwhelmed that her voice was the loudest among the three. The sumbangness of her high notes pierced through the peaceful night alerting the Mamat-mamat Burger who were on the far end of the road.

It is believed that their doings were recorded but results of initial investigations proofed to be negative thus far. The search continues.

Ramadan

Ah, Ramadan. New experiences. New discovery.

Baru sekali sahaja bertarawih di masjid.
Hopefully more to come.

Alamanda

The proud Nigerian & the bubbly Pakistani

Hopeless at it. But good stress reliever.
Will get hooked on soon.

Jelajah berbuka.

Sahur. Never have I stayed up all night.

Presentations and deadlines approaching.

May the holy month bring you peace and tranquility. Selamat berpuasa.

Poor Lin Dan

We were discussing about why certain products do well in some countries and why others don't in Copywriting class the other day. The subject was 'Why Milo did well in Malaysia but not in China?' The Chinese preffers Ovaltine compared to our all time favourite drink. Why is that? Apparently, it's because Milo is associated with sports and sports in China is not something that they look higly upon.

'Mothers in China want their kids to go to the best schools and succeed in life. Sports is an alternative to those who are not doing so well (to put it nicely)' my lecturer said.

Ovaltine in China is marketed as 'brain food' which is why Chinese mothers buy Ovaltine. They want their kids to be smart. I see. So sports are for dummies? The first thing that came to my mind is this fella down here. Poor Lin Dan. Maybe he didn't get enough Ovaltine. Probably drinks Milo instead.

Yakin

Susah untuk menyakinkan diri
akan sesuatu yang tidak pasti
namun harus juga dilakukan
agar tidak kesakitan

040809

A great day it was. Familiar faces were everywhere. Yang tinggi, yang keding, yang bertopeng, tak bertopeng (There was even a family of 3 who wore masks), yang termenung kebosanan but won't admit that she has something else on her mind, and a face that I thought was long gone but actually is still around. Oh, and not to forget the imperfect system that we are all too familiar with.Familiarity is nice. But it's the unknown that is exciting although terrifying at the same time. Feels good to be back.

Limelight Seeking

Now, I have absolutely no problems with limelight seekers (they amuse me somehow) so long as they walk the walk and talk the talk. Besides, a little bit of 'showing off' or to put it in a more milder language, 'flashing of remarkable qualities or skills to the whole world' is much, much needed if you want to survive in this troubling and competitive era. Otherwise, you'll be irrelevant and would be relegated to the background along with those who are deemed erm... normal and you would soon be forgotten because well, there's nothing special about you. In other words, you don't stand out. (Ah, I remind me of myself). Which is why I don't see anything wrong with limelight seeking (I love how it sounds. Don't you? :P). In fact, I respect them as they have the gutts to say 'You know what?I can do this' and they actually proove it. It's those who boast about something utterly minuscule or something that they actually know nothing about that I laugh at. But isn't it possible that these boasters' real intention is actually a harmless one? Perhaps they just want to share information. Let's study the case below.

My friend and I were told to meet our lecturer to discuss about an extra subject that we were suppose to take. He briefly eplained to us the nature of the subject as well as the necessary assignments that we were suppose to do. Before we ended our short 'meeting' he told us that his class is a small one and that it mainly consists of VIP's offsprings. An interesting point no doubt but highly irrelevant.

I very much enjoyed his first class and was quite impressed with his teaching style until a point came when he said that he does not practise favouritism. 'Anak Datuk ke anak menteri ke.. Semua saya layan sama saja'. Again, he mentioned about the anak-anak VIP but I just brush it off thinking that he meant well. After all, pilih kasih is never good. Good for you sir, I thought.

During the second class, we somehow arrived at the topic of politics during our discussion. As if on cue, he said with a huge grin on his face 'Tapi ni politik... so tak nak la cakap kan'. O... so someone in the class hails from a political family la... Again I brushed it off. I did wonder who but being slightly nyanyuk, I soon forget.

Finally, a week after the 2nd class, my lecturer could not control his excitement longer and decided to 'come clean' with us. I can't remember how the conversation started but it went something like this, 'Anak Datuk tapi tak tulis pon 'Datuk'(title) kat nama bapak dia' as he lifted the attendance list from his table. He paused and scanned the room. Perhaps he had hoped that it would give a dramatic effect. I don't know what the others' reaction were as I was busy staring blankly at him. An then he told us. 'Ooo... ' My friend and I said in unison. 'Patut la pandai' I thought. Haha.

The guy is very well-read. He talks passionately and eloquently, a trait I suspect inherited from his very infamous father. He takes after his mother in the looks department though, which is not necessarily a bad thing as I'm not sure how he would fair if he takes after the father. He's not handsome but decent looking, fair- skinned. Sejuk jugak la mata memandang kot. I was practically amazed that this person knew so much. My friend was already smitten by him during the first class. I mean, who doesn't like smart guys la?

So, finally we knew who is this person that got my lecturer into a frenzy. While it can't be said whether his intention was to just share information or for a litle bit of limelight seeking(he did also mention about a call that he had made to another offspring of a VIP whose name I have forgotten), I would prefer to just think of it as the former. After all, it's never apropriate to think badly of others, no? Not without a good and concrete reason that is. :P

Laughter is the best Medicine

I would just like to share a somewhat dirty yet hilarious joke told by a friend of mine who was hospitalized. If you're not fond of diry jokes I suggest you ignore this post. ;)

A guy was about to get married so he asked his uncle 'tips' for his first night. 'Rendam kau punya ehem dalam teh... It'll make your wife SCREAM,' the uncle said and so they guy did for a couple of days before his wedding. After the kenduri, the uncle decided to spend the night at the rumah kenduri. Suddenly, he heard a woman scream. 'Yes! Berjaya apa yang aku ajar'. He was feeling pleased with himself when his nephew came down with a terrible look on his face. The uncle asked what had happened. The nephew replied, 'Panjang tu memang la panjang tapi kenapa jadi kurus macam pensel?' Dumbfounded the uncle asked, 'Kau pakai teh apa?' 'Slimming Tea'.

MWAHAHA... Ya Allah.. Crazy joke I tell you. Habis tu nak pakai apa? BOH? Lipton? Aiyo... Beb...Bukan main ko. Sakit-sakit pon macam-macam ko mengarut. She actually told a few more but this one is the best out of the bunch. Haha. I'm just glad to see that she's still her usual self despite the whole face mask and purple patient attire and not to mention the pain that she's going through. Visitors were asked to wear masks so it really looked like a scene ftom a medical drama. Hopefully, she can get her operation done as soon as possible (It was postponed) but until that time, keep on laughing. Laughter is the best medicine, no? Let's all pray for her speedy recovery.

Skates & Arrows

It's been about 7 to 8 years since I last skate and thank god I still can although not as fast as I used to. I'm just thankful that I didn't fall. Someone else did though. Hehe. I'm falling in love with Sunway Pyramid although the waiting for RapidKL is hell.

Ice Skating: RM 13/person (if you've gloves and socks)
Archery: RM 7 (12 arrows, student price)

I was Tagged

Peraturannya:

1. copy gambar amal islam dibawah. copy satu post ni pun tak pe. mudah dan menjimatkan mase. harapnye gitu...

2. kemudian pilih 10 org sahabat dan anda wajibkan mereka berbuat perkara yang sama. ingat! 10 orang tau! lagi ramai lagi bagus. terlebih? jangan melampau sudah. hehe

Hellish holes

There's a hole in my heart, figuratively speaking that is. I feel - empty. I don't know why. These past few days have been rather unfulfilling. I don't know whether it's due to the mundane activities that I've been doing since the start of the holidays or because of something else. I just feel unmotivated. I'm sure all of you are no stranger to this little odd feeling. I'm no stranger to it myself. My first encounter with it was during high school if, I'm not mistaken. I don't think I even understand how emptiness is suppose to feel like when I was in primary school.

Anyway, I was in Form 5(Betanians I miss you... that includes 4 Betanians). One fine day, out of the blue, I felt empty. I have no idea why. I don't think it was boredom because boredom and emptiness are two very different things. Without thinking, I asked my friend who was sitting beside me 'Kau pernah rasa kosong tak?'. The friend, who also happens to be the monitor replied 'Mesti lah pernah,' and that was it. Clearly the story book that she was reading was much, much more interesting than my question. Why woudn't it be when it had the title '6 Reasons to Stay a Virgin'. Pretty catchy isn't it? But the story was not great anyway. I only liked the cover of the book.

I just brushed the whole thing of after that very insightful thought from Miss Monitor ;) . I suppose I did give some thought to it but not much. SPM was more important, no? So it ended there. I entered college the following year and I must say I was happy. I was happy with how things are going - my classes, friends, just about everything of my life although there are a few glitches here and there. I thought I was fine until recently jeng, jeng, jeng... 'it' came back. That weird little feeling. What? Why? How? I asked but I couldn't find the answer. I suppose I haven't prayed hard enough. That reminds me of a character named Rosa from the 1995 movie Sabrina (not Sabrina the teenage witch). Rosa was one of the maids to the wealthy Larrabees. There was this scene where all the maids where congregating in the kitchen. The chauffeur's daughter, Sabrina, had sent a letter from Paris and so the chauffeur was reading it to them. Everyone was certain that Sabrina was unhappy, living all alone in Paris. At one point, Rosa was relating her story of how she felt when she first arrived in America:

'Mr. Tom, maybe is not for me to put my hands in on this, but when I first come to this country, I am alone, like Sabrina. I just weigh more. So I ask to God why I am here. I say, "Why God?" but there is no answer. So I stop crying. It takes eleven years!'

Haha. This movie really has some of the most funny and witty lines. I don't know how many times I've watched it. And so, yes, I still haven't found the answer. I sure hope it won't take 11 years but if it does, than there's nothing I can do. In the mean time, I shall continue 'filling' this particular 'hole' by watching movies. (Unless interesting suggestions pop up. Anyone?) I've recently watched Sylvia, a depressing but insightful movie nevertheless, starring Gwyneth Paltrow and the lovely Daniel Craig although he looks awful in this one. It's the hair I tell you. And I also had the opportunity of watching Drag me to Hell which was more hillarious than hellish. Seriously, don't watch it. It was so crappy that it made me laugh and I was the only one laughing in the cinema. I was waiting to get scared for God's sake! I should've trusted the reviewers and watched Transformers again with my family. Or maybe The Third House on the Left. Read that it was good in The Star.

Ultimate Blankness

A dark cloud has descended upon me
Sending me into a state of ultimate blankness

So here I lay waiting and
Hoping to regain consciousness