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...