AIZ'S CRAPS...

din... din....

2009-07-30T20:40:00.003+08:00

"Yanggggggggggg...." Din was calling out for me...
"Apa?"
"Apa lagi tools yang ada untuk tukar tayar pancit?"
"Semua kat dalam kereta... Nape yang?"
"Tayar pancit lah... I try try ketat...."

I went to see the car. Oh memang patut pancit pun, high time to change the tyre.....

"tengok? apa tools you bawak keluar?" I asked him since he looked so in distress.
He showed me all the tools and they were the right tools.

"Ha, betul lah ni.... You kena pijak benda ni and henjut-henjutkan badan sampai screw tu loose..."

"Tak boleh lah" he replied....

I inspected the car... It was jacked up before the screws were loosen.. By then he had lost half of his energy...

"oh.... you must bring down the car first. Jangan jack dulu. Bila screw dah longgar baru boleh jack....."

"tak boleh punya......" he was giving up...

"Boleh, meh I try" I gave him the assurance...

So, once the car was brought down, I stepped onto the bar and henjut. Seeing how insightful I was, he asked me to step down...
"Let me try" he said

And within 5 minutes the screws were loosen.

ish!!!!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME....

2009-05-22T07:53:00.006+08:00

Simon came last Friday to hand me this super cute Jim Thompson bag. He said he was quite fed-up with the usual birthday gift he'd normally give -CASH...
lol! but anyway, I'd be happy with either...

Then Zie came the next tuesday with a huge tub of this scrumptious pineapple tarts (well this pix was taken after 3/4 of the tarts were gone....) She ordered the tarts after I almost finished hers when I paid her a visit earlier this month... how thoughtful....

Yesterday Din, Simon and I headed to Nisa's for her fabulous Nasi Ayam... We had a small very informal pre celebration... Ordered the cake from Randau where Eika gave me a super discount!!!!! And the cake was to die for... Nisa was pleased that she got to keep the rest of the cake...

and I took home 4 tubs of mak bee's... heh heh heh....

also a pair of black sandals

and a very LOUD pair of pumps.... as birthday gifts from Nisa....

ahhhhhhhhhhh..... I am blessed.....
Happy Birthday Aiz...

the little rascals, darla would be better...

2009-05-21T17:17:00.003+08:00

I reminded him for the umpteenth time that we have to make a visit to TmPoint that day. Annoyed with the same reminder he asked me "You dah mandi ke belum?". Sensing his irritation, I lied "Dah".... Then he looked at me, scanning thoroughly and said "You jangan nak tipu eh, rambut macam Alfalfa kata dah mandi"

I rushed to the shower.... cit!

candle, party favors...

2009-05-09T05:26:00.007+08:00

I did this for my niece's 32nd birthday....

You'll need a wrapper with suitable motifs

cut it

using a craft knife, cut the details

cut plain paper by using the votive as template

this is for the plastic cover of the votive.
decoupage the plain paper on the cover.

decoupage the cut motif on the plain paper

add embellishment

paste it in the centre

taa daa... but I am not finished....

attend the Green themed birthday party

with a bunch of crazy friends

do Poco Poco with your relatives and friends

tie table napkins around your neck, for the 'a go go' number they were singing
to get the' matching costume' effect

make sure your friend sing the songs you like

and then pose with the green car that your friend came with, how coordinated!!!!

place the candle on top of your toilet bowl

place lighter inside for easy candle burning when you are doing number 2....

THE END

craft lagi...

2009-05-07T17:29:00.006+08:00

This was the first craft I made for Princess, an earring holder.
1. Spray paint the hanger.
2.Attach mesh to the hanger,
3. embellish mesh...

taa daa it's that easy...

I named this "Princess Magical Wand Ring Holder"
Tajuk yang amat panjang just for the fun of it.
I found this palette in Mydin. The pink is so cute that I had to buy it (with of course Princess in mind) I think it took me a trip to Jo ANN etc in L.A. to finally come out with this ring holder idea.

1. Wrap dowel in pink ribbon
2. Sew 2 star felts in contrast colour with opening to insert dowel.
3. embellish star felt with button
4. sew ribbons at the opening of the star, attach dowel
5. Glue the tiara to palette, attach dowels to the hole on the palette...
6. MMS the pix to the victim, in this case it was Princess (just to excite her!)
7. Drive to her house and send the product (no biggie, she's my neighbour)

This was an old cupboard that belongs to Din (did i mention ugly too?) I wanted to dispose it but I could do with the storage. So Husni came out with the idea, I did it and Din cleaned the floor filled with splatters of paint....( LOL)

My "dah abih" list... which I have to attach a piece of magnet at the back of it and stick it somewhere in the utility room or kitchen... can you see the bubble? Din did the spraying...... Can't complain since I can't do the spraying anymore. Fume might be harmful to the little one...

This was suppose to be a 10 min craft but I had to wait for the frame like two days (and with bubbles pulak tu LOL) Ez peasy jugak.

spray paint
cut felt, paste
paste post-it
embellish frame
attach magnet

you can get felts at DAISO (IOI mall/The curve) kat K.K , Sabah pun ada...
rm 5 big for the thin ones and small for the thick ones...

cheap ikea craft...

2009-05-07T16:54:00.003+08:00

I made this for a friend whom we called Princess.

She loves all the Princessy stuffs.
She was my first victim having to accept all the crafts I made especially for her!

Din complained about me losing the track of time everytime I am in the craft room...
I found this simple RM5 IKEA clock.
Sewed a felt "THEBO" with stuffing and glued on top of the clock.
A 10 minute craft!
Din can stop complaining now...

HAPPY BIRTHDAY SISTER!

2009-04-21T20:31:00.004+08:00

Happy Birthday Kak Dee... May you are blessed with good health and wealth!!!!
Time sure do flies huh? I still remember when people always thought we were twins. It never bothered me, I always enjoyed that. Especially the after comments like "cantik ye, anak siapa?" LOL!!!!

We used to have the same baju, same kasut, same beg, same pencil cases etc etc etc.... They always buy the same stuffs for us, remember? Arwah abah bought us the same stuffs. When you got a Teddy Bear for your birthday, mine will arrive a month after. Mak will buy us the same undergarments even. Kak La got us the longest pencils in the whole wide world (so it seem at that time...) Ngah will get us the same pouches, begs... Even Abang Did got us the same beg from Thailand... Remember? Everything was times two, for you and I....

Then we got older and we become two very different individuals... Soon without realising the 'times two' of everything stopped. (though Ngah got us the same pair of sandals the last time kan) but everything else stopped. Betul tak?

But do you know what actually stopped? People buying for us that stopped. We still buy ourselves the same stuffs. You will get for me the same stuffs you got for yourself and vice versa. and I have a strong feeling this will never end..... till the day we die. I know...

So, remember this, every time you think you hate me for what I have said or done... Remember that out of all the relationships that we had, OURS was the best and will always be the best simply because there is no ending.......

Happy Birthday! hope you'll have a good one!

blueberry

2009-04-21T19:44:00.004+08:00

OK, I know, I know... I have not been updating my blog. The truth, I was busy updating myself with infos on crafts and organizing on other peoples' blog.

If you need to know, I have a craft room. Its forever messy with bits and pieces of swatches, papers, thread on the floor, on the bed (craft room is shared with guest bedroom, I'm not staying a bungalow, you see...), on the sofa. Din is having a hard time now. It used to be his prayer room but with the mess I make daily, its merely impossible to do anything there. hahaha

Anyhow, when I am there, I don't answer calls. I am a micro mini very small time crafter. I do stuffs for my nieces who are easily impress with the things I make. (ntah pape ntah- Though I secretly wish they won't grow up so that I still have people who look up to me when I am crafting..lol)

I've snapped a few pix but never got the chance to post them. I am still learning and mind you, it's time consuming and can be costly. Only because I have to get stuff overseas. Unfortunately, I have not found any shops back home for me to get my crafting supplies. So if any of you know where to get crafts supplies here in Kuala Lumpur do please let me know...

Unti then........., but before I go, I'll leave you with a story from my previous flight.

Me "Sir, would you like to have The Sun as well?"

Sir glanced at the newspaper, frontpage was the launching of the new Proton.
I waited.

Sir "Tak mau lah..."

Me "So, ini tak mau ah?" referring to The Sun after he had taken quite a bit of other copies.

Sir " Tak mau lah, kalau mi-chi-dis ok la"

Me "emm? apa? I am sorry I beg your pardon?"

Sir "mi-chi-dis.... kalau mi-chi-dis ok la..."

Still puzzled I just had to ask him again because it did not make any sense...

Me " Apa sir?"

Sir "mi-chi-disssssssssssssss"

Me " Sir, I am sorry tapi apa dia?"

Then Sir's wife said something...

Sir's wife "mi-chi-dis la, itu keleta..."

Me tapping my forehead "owhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!"

How could I not get it that they were talking about a car??? DUH!!!!!!

Anyway, this Sir is not merely just a Sir. Yes, he can't pronounce the car properly and only converse with me in Bahasa but he was one of the most interesting Sirs I've served. With his wealth and status both his wife and him remain grounded. VERY!! and I know not many can do that....

ok folks, hope you have enjoyed reading this .. I'll be back... soon?

my sweet orange

2009-02-22T07:16:00.004+08:00

with him quitting, i guess that would be the end for me as well. the last show was a blast... even when my sweet orange wanted to remove the wig from my head, i made faces telling him to give me just a few more minutes having it over my head... to you my sweet orange, i may be young... in my heart i know i am... but i guess that will be the end... right now, at this moment it feels right....

**my sweet orange

I have been tagged!

2009-01-18T22:33:00.003+08:00

1. How has 2008 been for you in a nutshell?
full of derama..... tears.... and confrontations....

2. Apart from your family members, name one person who has made you happy in 2008.
my dancing team

3. Do you feel you are better off, or worse off, in 2008 than you were in 2007?
i am definitely better off in 2008

4. Where was the best holiday trip for you in 2008?
no holiday in 2008 but i was on leave a few times and i spent it at home, and i never realised that staying at home was that awesome....
a day picnic trip in ulu yam was just as fun.
5. Name three positive things that you have achieved in 2008.
1. i did a few crafts for friends
2. i represented malaysia(hahahaha for the first time) in a folklore festival.
3. i have learn to enjoy staying at home...

6. Name the best movie you saw in 2008.
was hairspray released in 2008 or 2007? i didn't have time for movies but i remembered clapping my hands while watching hairspray... because i thought it was really good!

7. Name five friends that you have made in 2008.
aydar, archum, pakopako, bill, marselle

8. What New Year’s resolution for 2008 that you have not achieved?
to start reading the last book of harry porter

9. What would your New Year’s resolution for 2009 be?
to start reading the last book of harry porter and the rest of the 18 book i bought...

10. Name 5 people you would like to tag.
principal, husni, ibu, komar, kak shana...

WWWhat a begining.....

2009-01-15T13:50:00.002+08:00

I have been away for a very long time. Not physically but my thoughts were. 2008 was the busiest year of my life. The minute when I thought I should quit dancing, I had a lot of "invitations". Well, what can I say? They needed me. Though I wish that was true, the truth is I needed it, its a part of my life keeps me sane.

Anyway, while I was in Billing ham, I was featured in their local newspaper. I repeat, I... and of course the team. That lead to an old friend searching for me high and low through facebook. (obviously, I didn't use my full name!) He had read it and realised that I still exist! (cit!!)

For some of my friends and I, we felt that we were a mini star. (not even a star ok, mini je...) though not many realised of our 2 weeks absence from work. (sigh... kesian kan...). The newspaper cutting was pasted in the office. (again, not many noticed!!!! Arghhhhhhh!!!!)
A month after that our parade photos were published in the company's news. (need I mention that nobody realised it was me????? HELPPPPPPPP)...

Seriously, I would really like to think that it was because of my hair. I always have short hair but last year, I kept it for the shows. It grew but still not that long. In the photos my hair was tied up into a bun. A BIG bun that is. So, I am hoping that was the reason they didn't realise it was actually me.... (pathetic.....)

Anyway, on the 5th of January 2009 the first text arrived. It was the beginning of the rest of the text messages that made me smile, from ear to ear that is...

My team and I were featured in the in flight magazine and finally they recognise me... well, that was because our names were written on the two paged picture... (oh dear!!!) Nevertheless, I was (still am) very pleased.

That, however did not prepare me for the phone call that I received. Zul, one of my "kuthu" society mms me of the pix. His comments were normal eg: wah! glamour.... you know, things like that... When he got back from his trip he called me at home via the house phone. That's not normal because we usually communicate via email and sometimes would meet up at small gatherings hosted by our mutual friends. Anyway, we talked about the pix and asked when is the last kuthu distribution ending. Since end of January is the last distribution, he proposed to do charity this year. We collect the cash and send to the needy ones. I thought it was a brilliant idea and made him known of the fact. Then he said "I was inspired by you. When I saw your photo and read the article, I told myself that I have to do something that as good as representing Malaysia, just as you did"

It felt good. I never knew that I can inspire people by doing the thing I love. That is truly an amazing feeling....

Before we ended our conversation, I asked him " Bangga tak masa tengok gambar I tu? "
and he said " Bangga gila, I rasa macam nak berdiri atas kerusi kapal terbang tu! "

Just writing the sentence above had put a smile on my face. I guess its normal for me to feel like walking on both aisles, from the front to the back with the page open and announce to each and everyone on board that the lady in the pix was me. hahahahaha.... ( yeah i know, kesiankan....)

Happy New Year everyone.... hope it's not too late.

diva

2008-11-14T23:45:00.003+08:00

I am quite furious with the situation now... My choreographer, Cikgu Ain quit. That left us with "ntah sape ntah" choreographing us for this coming show. This person had placed me directly behind another person every time she choreographed a new song... I hate it. Cikgu Ain would never do that to anyone of us... Cikgu Ain is a pro. And yes I am blaming him for all this. If he had not quit I am very sure practise time would be a time of good laughs and loads of fun just like before.

I expressed my frustrations to Cikgu Ain. Knowing that all of us are so "gila kuasa" when it comes to performing, he gave me one good advise....

"Tak pe Aiz, kau buat je apa yang dia suruh buat sekarang... tapi bila malam show nanti, you make sure you can be seen....."

emmmmmm, we'll see.....

BROKE

2008-11-14T23:00:00.004+08:00

The love I have for them has taken its toll. The cost of my vet visits this month has totalled up to RM1700.

What a girl to do when she's broke? Decline all invites that might cause her to spend....

Ahhhh... no wonder lah...

2008-10-16T00:10:00.003+08:00

Yesterday I had fun laughing at jokes only the two of us shared. His jokes were hilarious. When he teased me, I was not the only one that was amused but also to those who sat around us and knew that we were once an item.

Today, we found ourselves next to each other again. Laughing and giggling and making eye contact that send the same message. At some point, I wondered why we didn't make it since we always have fun when we are together.

After lunch he said "You are still driving a Wira??!!" (He saw Din picking me up on the first day)

"That's all I can afford, wak..." I answered.

"Both husband and wife working man..." he said, sounding as if both Din and I bring home RM10,000 each home. I just raised my eyebrows.

With that not only did I find the answer that I stupidly went to wonder, I also cancelled the plan of sending him to the airport. Just in case he might get blisters sitting in my Wira.

Jerk!

Happy Family

2008-10-14T10:36:00.003+08:00

Yesterday, I met my ex. Today he is sitting next to me. In this combined class, besides my ex and I, there are also his ex-girlfriend's husband and my ex cousin in law. The best part is we are all in talking terms...

Hari raya

2008-10-02T12:11:00.001+08:00

Today is the 2nd hari raya and i am on my way home. For now, home is where ayam masak merah, lodeh, baryani and kuah kacang are. I am really excited!
However, I am not thrill that ramadhan is over. My late nite home returning wud be as nerve wrecking as before. MomoKS are free now right! Yucks...

biskut masin

2008-09-21T18:30:00.004+08:00

I can't really remember when it was but I know I was really young. Mother had decided to hang a kilo of Ritz biscuits around our necks for finishing up the biscuits served by the then tenant of dad's house which was rented out. My sister was crying and I did not understand why. May be she was old enough to know that having a kilo of biscuits around your neck while others watch and laughed was an embarassment. For me, I was more angry than anything else but started crying when my sister couldn't stop her tears. Merely because I feared that mother would not think that I have learnt my lesson.

Well, we did. Having it hung around us for a good half an hour only made us the right people to finish up the biscuits. We did that too. ( not right away la)....

As I grow older, I realised that what my sister and I did was right. That was our rezeki served to us as guest and it was only right that we try to finish it. (though, I must admit that try is an understatement la)
Anyhow, right or wrong there was a lesson to be learnt.... Apa-apa pun, I am a better being because of that.

So thank you Mak for teaching me the hard way.....

Speedo

2008-09-19T15:38:00.001+08:00

On the way to the bundle sale that was organized by my company, we passed by the 'air asia academy'. Din pointed the building with his index finger and said 'he he spee na, spee na'
Annoyed and mostly worried that the items we plan to purchase might be out of stock I corrected him 'its spena la yang not spee na!'

'nooo, i will call her how i like to... Dia adik beradik dengan speedo la yang'
Well, ladies n gentlemen, that's Din for you. Full of crap, just like yours truly...

bugis!

2008-09-18T09:32:00.002+08:00

" Eh... you want this bubur for buka nanti tak?" I asked Zai, a friend from my old neighbourhood.
"okey jugak" she replied.... and so I put the newly found freeze dried bubur into my cabin luggage.
5 hours after take off, the sun was setting. Milo o, tea black one sugar were the few orders I prepared for ifthar. Just as I was clearing the galley, Zai came in with a sad face.
"nak bubur" she said. I took the bubur out from my bag and begun the preparation. "bubur ni, tak de condiments lah.... kalau ada best sikit!" I said while pouring the hot water into the bowl.
Zai left and came back with some condiments she 'stole' from upperdeck for the instant noodles.
While I was stirring the bubur she said "muka kau biatch gilerrrrrrrrr, it covers up your kindness"

Biatch pun biatch le Zai, nak buat macam mana? dah keturunan lanun!

momok!

2008-09-15T02:59:00.003+08:00

So.... it was the hottest topic discussed during Ramadhan.... Yup, MOMOK!!!!

I don't know... but as far as I am concern all momoks are tied up during this holy month... as according to Din "yang tinggal hanya lah nafsu". I believe that is true. That's why it baffles me when an acquaintance told us he was being "disturbed" TWICE during this month of Ramadhan. Never have I heard of such occurrences ever during my entire life. Or may be I have not live long enough to hear such story?

I don't know what to think really because the only momok that has been trying to "hempap" me during Ramadhan really looks like Din.... .... hahahaha......

Disco

2008-09-11T19:07:00.003+08:00

Captain " Eh, you look very familiar lah"

Aiz " Captain!!!!! You have forgotten???? When you were based in KK, I used to call you out to the Bours**** every time I have nightstops in KK"

Captain " Oh my!!!! That was many years ago"

Lisa " Owwwwhhhhh Bours****, that was one happening disco!!!!!"

Then suddenly I heard one young CIKU giggling behind me, obviously was eavesdropping to our conversation.

Aiz " Why are you giggling? You know where Bours**** is, is it? and used to hang out there too?"
I asked sarcastically.

Young CIKU " No, my dad used to go there......"

Cipet punya budak!!!!!!! cis!

Tarzan....

2008-09-07T04:29:00.003+08:00

On my recent long trip, it tickled me to see the changes in all of us. Dayang used to shop for her clothes and shoes but that trip, I was dragged out of my bed to accompany her to buy a pair of shoes she saw a day before for her daughter. When the rest of us wanted to leave the mall, she asked us to proceed and without looking up she shouted "see you in the hotel room" while examining the skirt she wanted to buy for her daughter. Being with us 24/7 is no more important as compared to getting stuffs for her daughter.

We had a good laugh when Ita pointed out that going to the disco is not called "going to the disco" anymore, it's called "clubbing". Still, among us we still use the word disco. Like baju "disco", kasut "disco" and so on....

No matter what we try to adapt to the changes in us and the vocabs.... but nothing prepared me for this phone conversation between my choreographer and a mutual friend.

A friend of ours had partied hard and was unable to find his way home. Since he just had dinner with my choreographer, Cikgu Ain earlier, he was the only person that our friend could think of in order to help him home. So another sober, non driving friend called Cikgu Ain and tried to explain... "hello cikgu, can you help us. we can't go back. can you pick us up in Rum Jungle?"
It was at 6 am and Cikgu Ain responded "What? Jungle? where? ramp?".... and continued.... "what jungle in a ramp somewhere? where?" and finally he didn't even have to leave his bed. I guess upon hearing Cikgu Ain's VERY clueless answer, our sober, non driving friend knew it was useless... or shall I say Cikgu Ain is useless....

Yes, I had a good laugh... because even though I still call it "disco", I sure know what and where Rum Jungle is....

Oh dear Cikgu Ain, Jungle is not in a ramp somewhere... It's in K.L. and it's called Rum Jungle... I'll take you there one day k.....

hahahahahahahahahahahaha

yahoo.........

2008-09-05T04:04:00.002+08:00

Ramadhan is back. A big box of cotton buds is back next to my bed....

i love

2008-08-28T22:09:00.004+08:00

Hey that's me with Dayang, my partner in crime. I ve not seen her in ages. When I finally saw her last year she said "believe me babe, we are gonna do a long flight together".... Well, I didn't believe her but this pix was taken 5 minutes ago in Joberg. It's ironic how my partner in crimes are all the "DAYANG"S.....

Anyway, this is my new hair style.... Everybody love it and complimented me on the hair except for my poor purser..... He thought I have split ends. (damn him!!!!!).. Ritz wish to tell him that my hair style is so not during Sanisah Huri era.... I wish he did....

So whaddya think? Let me know....

masak?

2008-08-12T13:07:00.008+08:00

Sick of the stale bread for breakfast, the daily potatoes and other typical english food, Princess decided to cook for us. Before leaving for Tesco, she said " Aiz, P nak pegi Tesco, Aiz tolong masakkan nasi...." with that she gave me some other instructions I have to follow in preparing the rice. I gave her a horrified look and soon she turned to Dengong and started to brief Dengong instead.

Yesterday, I went out with Princess. I guess my horrified look in Billingham still haunts her that made her ask me a question. "Aiz memang tak reti masak ye?"... I explained in all honesty that I don't fancy cooking that much but however I can cook simple stuffs. Then she went "oooowhhhhh!" and continued.... "owhhh, Aiz tak suka masak tapi Aiz rajin berkemaskan....(a statement/question)" There was a long silence before she changed the subject....

Princess- the best team mate one could ever asked for.

princess (who cooked and cleaned for us), dengong ( my 21 year old partner in crime ), amji (our witty man) and I (who only did silly fun stuffs with dengong and amji)

for now...

2008-08-08T11:40:00.002+08:00

Two weeks of fun memories still lingers in my mind.

Archum, Marcell, Azam the friendly Russian boys are clever at having smart conversations.

I miss seeing old Maltese Tony by the ash-"bucket". Thomas, our German "fire man" who supplied "fire" for our fags. Ironically, our lighters always went missing "visiting" other places or pockets, shall I say.

Weird Leon, hilarious Phil the security and the funny James.

Paco-Paco aka Julio the sexy tall Colombian, the only friendliest of the lot who is so fond at practical jokes.

Antida, Tony's 15 year old daughter who was supposed to be sick but came out dancing the whole night away when she got to know that we were at the dance floor.

I found a secret foe but I gain many true friends.

I'm glad I went, I am extremely happy to be home.

at 542am

2008-07-21T05:44:00.004+08:00

That was one of the stupidest entry i've ever read but it made my heart jump with tears rolling down my cheeks while trying hard not to let mother know that i am still up blogging.... sssyhhhhhhhhhhhh.......

i love you too nunui and thank you.....

*stupidest entry click here

update

2008-07-21T05:25:00.002+08:00

ok ke 2 postings in an hour??? just because i have too many stories to tell and too little time. Still suffering from jet lag, not knowing what to do (banyak sebenarnya... kain tak lipat lagi, but u'know something that is stress free) I have decided to blog.

Since i have posted 2 entries, this third one is just to remind me to write about my birthday celebrations (note the plural)..... How busy i was, about the show that we just did and how crazy and stressful my life is right now.... and how i spend 1k in a day without seeing the things i bought?????? told u, i've gone bonkers...

ok, lah mak aku dah bangun nak sembahyang subuh... sebelum dia jerit baik aku tip toe perlahan-lahan, aku type pun dah perlahan sgt ni....

anyhow, i'll be gone for 2 weeks. I would call it a two week dream come true.... i'll update when i come back... toddles...

dan yang paling untung, AKU...

2008-07-21T05:02:00.003+08:00

Orang kata dia ngada-ngada. Pakai baju seksi-seksi. Rambut tak nak kalah JLo, blonde gile. Bila aku kata dia ok, orang suruh aku tunggu perangai nagda-ngada dia tu.

Aku pun tunggu.... dan tunggu.... dan tunggu.... dan tunggu.... dan tunggu....

Tak de pun? Ke sebab aku pun ngada-ngada sama? Memang baju dia seksi, rambut dia blonde gile... Kalau mak aku jumpa dia, mesti mak aku tak kasi kawan dengan dia. Tapi time kita berdansa, gelak gembira, bergurau senda..... dia hilang. Not in sight!!!
Pegi solat rupanya. Kita shopping shopping, dia pun on je tapi kejap kejap dia hilang. Lagi sekali... not in sight... Pegi solat lah, apa lagi???

Bukan zaman sekarang kita tengok orang kat hati dia ke? Tapi kalau nak kata don't judge a book by it's cover pun tak boleh jugak, sebab "cover buku" dia vogue. Hati dia pun vogue jugak. Aku suka colour rambut dia, cantik. Hati dia pun cantik macam rambut dia. Pemurah,tak berkira. Paling best dia langsung tak hirau kan orang lain... Kalau dia bercerita, dia cerita pasal dia je. Tak de pun pasal orang lain?

Bila dia menari, senyuman dia sorang je yang cikgu nampak. Cikgu kata walaupun dia salah salah steps, tapi sebab senyuman dia yang cantik itu, dia salah steps tu boleh di ampunkan. Aku meleret jugak. Lenguh muscles pipi aku di buatnya tapi cikgu tetap nampak senyuman dia. Tu lah Orang hati bersih, dalam senyuman pun ada cahaya.

Mungkin cahaya aku ada malap sket kot. Takpe lah nanti aku suruh cikgu suluh...

Apa-apa pun, dia dah jadi kawan aku sekarang dan yang paling menarik sekali, dia JIRAN aku...

udit

2008-07-21T04:50:00.004+08:00

"mak, Aiz hutang mak brape ribu lagi ah?"

"ahh sudah sudah lah tu, tak payah kira lah...."

"ei, kena lah mak... aiz nak tau ni bila aiz boleh jolie duit yang aiz selalu bayar hutang mak tu..."

"habis duit kutu ni habis lah hutang awak" (kutu round ni habis dalam masa 4 bulan lagi)

Din pun sampuk " hutang mak tak habis bayar lagi ke?"

"mana ada yang... hutang lama tak settle, i dah buat hutang baru dgn mak"

"hutang baru yang mana ni?"

"yang i amik lampu tu lah..."

"eh itu bukan pakai duit kutu ke (duit kutu aiz)?"

"memang lah pakai duit kutu, tapi i pakai duit kutu mak...."

"abis tu? duit kutu you?"

"i buat benda lain lah..."

Mak aku gelak je sambil menyembat tulang belut, teluk belanga baju merah....

Lepas tu kan, masa dia menyembat tulang belut, teluk belanga baju biru, talipon pun berdering....

"hellooooo"

"hello mak, aiz ni...."

"ha nape aiz?"

"aiz nak pinjam..........."

maka bertambah lagi lah hutang aku kat mak aku ni....
nasib baik ada mak.... thank you mak.... hihihihihi

tsk tsk tsk shame on you

2008-07-09T20:25:00.004+08:00

it was a nightmare for me everytime i went back to melaka. All mothers were already seated on the left passenger's seat but my mother was still driving. Yup, I started driving at a very late age. Give me a manual car and I would probably crash into practically everything in front of me. Ask me to stop at the traffic lights and the engine will stop after changing the gear. I would scream if I drive next to lorries and hated if motorcyclist were in front of me at the traffic lights. So, what made me very determine to drive?

The taxi driver with amputated arms. Still, I couldn't beat him. I am still afraid of driving manual cars. I was truly amazed with how he had driven the taxi. It put me to shame..... Till now.

Azzarro sayang.....

2008-07-08T12:04:00.002+08:00

My love Azzarro

It's time you should know that beauty dies
trust me, that's not a lie..

My sweet sweet Azzarro
To my eyes you are the rainbow after the rain
my solace when I am in pain...

My kind Azzarro
You are symphatetic, obliging, trustworthy and extremely funny
what's there not to love about you honey?

You are full of life and so much fun
a person I would not trade with anyone
I see your beauty when I see your name
hearing your voice, I feel the same.
I would hug you all the way if I could
but you and I know that, that's not too good.

So remember Sayang,
you are so much more of every single thing that you think you are not
and I personally think that even you can be so HOT!

well.....

2008-07-05T03:18:00.021+08:00

This is my dad in law. After being away from home for more than a week, abah (and us) had a lot of cleaning up to do. Unfortunately the water supply in his area was still not available and that was the reason he was away for a week. Thinking that the water supply was available approximately after a week, abah had asked us to send him home.....

Unfortunately, we were wrong. So, I offered to take abah for a night in Melaka but abah missed home badly and decided to stay even without the water supply.

That's Din scratching his head in the hot sun.... merely taking a break from carrying two full buckets of water from the neighbour's well for abah. We just couldn't bare the thought of abah living without the water supply so we figured the least we could do was to fill in his tank in the bathroom.

Din showed me the way to fetch water from the well.

The well was quite deep. According to Din, you must flip the bucket when it reaches 2 inches above the water. Smashing the bucket on the surface of the water will stir the dirt on the floor of the well. So, this tough looking job has to be done gently..... GENTLY.... Boy, it was a hot hot day....

That's me playing "Melissa Gilbert- Little House on the Prairie".

For some obvious reasons I smashed the bucket on the water many times
before I got it right!

how to estimate the 2 inches thingy from above???? susah lah....

It wasn't that easy and after smashing the bucket twice and flipped it (wu-hoo) once

I have decided that the"Melissa Gilbert" game was not fun at all....

it was a very.... very very hot day.....

So, after these two buckets were filled......

I let Din play the "Melissa Gilbert" game... hihihihihi.....

and I must say..... he played it well....

the late Micheal London would be so proud of him....

tet tet teret tet teret... tet tet teret tererererereret.... tet tet teret terererereret...
(little house on the prairie punya lagu.....)

eiiiii........

2008-07-01T21:37:00.001+08:00

Venue : Rasa, Alamanda.
Time : 1730hrs

Gerai Malay Lady " Ye Moi! Mau makan apa?"

Aku terkejut, membulatan mata.

G.M.L. " Moi..... Mau makan?"

Dia mengulang soalan awalnya itu.

Aku masih terkejut lalu menjawab....

" Ye, mau makan....."

G.M.L. " Nasi berapa? "

" Satu saja..." jawapanku sungguh baku sekali dengan accent Ah Moi ku.

Din tergelak lalu segera membuat pembayaran makananku. " Berapa?" Din bertanya.

" Wahhhhhh! Banyak makan ah???!!!!!!" kata si G.M.L. itu sambil menjeling le arah pinggan ku.

" Ye lah, Ini Ah Moi cantik banyak lapar ohhhh...." jawab Din sambil menghulurkan duit.

Aku? Aku rasa nak belasah je makcik ni!!!! Hampeh tul!

"mirror, mirror on the wall...", "WHAT THE..."

2008-06-20T00:20:00.008+08:00

I can never point out the similarity between us hence it puzzles me every time they say I look like her and I act like her. This svelte mother of two speaks very intelligently. She dresses to kill, very bold and outstandingly smart. Even with the brief introduction one can tell that I am nothing near being similar to "F.R.".

I met her today at the office. She looked gorgeous. Her jet black hair was even better than Rihanna, yes Rihanna the singer. I couldn't recognised her from the back but it was my menakan who told me that it was her. From where I hollered her name, she looked like a teenager. When she turned towards me, she looked even better. This "I am like her" thingy kept on playing in my head when I scanned her beautiful self. These people must be blind. "F.R" was in front of me and I didn't feel like I was looking in the mirror.

We said our hellos since we only "meet" on facebook. I complimented her good looks but she pretended not to hear. How modest. Then she confessed that she reads my blog and that her doctor husband reads it too. She then went on that she enjoys reading it. I was flattered. Well, now I know that at least we do have something in common, this blog.

Since I don't often take compliments well, I felt awkward and decided to do the disappearing act. You know, look at the watch and pretend that you are very late to do something important. Yeah, that was what the coward me did. But before leaving she asked me to write more often.

So I left her there looking very pleasant just by standing still. Sigh..... She didn't wear any falsies.....

As I walked away, I already knew what to write tonight. I mustn't make "F.R." wait for my next post. As I started typing, I found that my fingers continued tapping the keyboard flawlessly about her. Scientifically, that brief meeting sub consciously made me think a lot about her and what she had said today.

Humanly, it's because I like her.

F@zlina R@mly, I hope you enjoyed reading this.

where bonus went...

2008-06-15T23:59:00.002+08:00

the lima puluh satu clan has a hybrid car....
RM8 for every 155km...
not bad eh....

jahat.....

2008-06-15T11:57:00.004+08:00

Yes, I was truly upset over the incident that happened. I knew I did my best and I knew I always give my 100% cooperation. Maybe I forget sometimes but hey, I am merely human.... But I guess you should know that this is one of the things that I love best!!!

I hated looking back at the video and hearing your voice correcting our movements and postures. I had no choice, I had to because I am committed. But what I memorised was not the steps. I knew when your voice was gonna be heard and I knew what was gonna be said. It was awful and my sadness reemerged again.

I am glad that you felt guilty on your entire journey to Osaka. I seriously think you ought to because you just couldn't imagine how unfair I felt I was treated.... How I dreaded the trip over to the studio yesterday. Thinking that yesterday was gonna be a disaster.

Well!!!!! I am glad it wasn't. Thank you for being human yesterday. I am glad you took that holiday to Osaka and I am glad you enjoyed it. The truth, I always knew you are a nice person and that was one of the reasons why I felt truly bad. I am glad we are friends and thank you for the birthday gift all the way from Universal Studio, Osaka. I loved it!!! It's so me.

orang jahat itu a.k.a. the choreographer

birthday gift all the way from OSAKA...

and since I am at it, thank you DIN for the Fantasy perfume.... I know you hate Britney Spears but you still bought the perfume for me anyway.... I love you...

prezen....

2008-06-11T09:05:00.003+08:00

Finally, I got it!!!!

With Husni's cash that he gave for my birthday plus the cash that menakan gave for my birthday, I bought a pair of sunglasses.

Thank you Husni & Enna......

as quickly as he came into our lives

2008-06-04T12:19:00.005+08:00

The passing of Troy was very tragic that it made Din cry. I've never seen him cried like that before. He cried after he buried Troy and in the middle of the night he cried again.. He kept on repeating that he should have closed the gate, which he normally would. The thing is before he left he saw Troy on the table and said to himself, ok Troy I'm gonna lock you up when Aiz and I are having dinner. But when he came back, there was no Troy to lock.

It breaks my heart every time I see tears rolling down his cheek from his big eyes. Eyes that reminded me of Troy's. Those big eyes that refused to shut when he died.
"his eyes were big, yang... and I just couldn't close them.." Din said as he was crying softly.

Dinner was dull without Troy's plea for human food. It might sound silly to some but Troy was truly an amazing cat. Despite having 5 other cats, the house is really quiet today.

What touched me the most was this other "i don't give a damn about anything" stray who actually came up to our bedroom and was trying to snuggle with Din... which he never did to anyone. As if he could sense Din's misery.

This morning Din cried again and my hand did not suffer the cramp which Troy usually give when he rest his head on it all through the night. There were no big eyes looking at me while I did my laundry. Right now, as I am writing this, there is no more cat to shoo for disturbing me.

It feels empty.

troy

2008-06-03T22:04:00.002+08:00

Troy was attacked by dogs. He died. Unfortunately, Din had left the gate open while grabbing ourselves dinner. I was having a shower. Troy's pelvic was broken into four pieces when we found him, hence running was a bit difficult. It was a tragic death and it breaks my heart. Troy was a good cat. Though I often called him 'bodoh', he was actually smart. Very smart. I shall miss him.

superman

2008-06-02T18:48:00.003+08:00

Going to work in uniform means you don't have to crack your head on what to wear the next day. Unfortunately, it also means that if you want to do some gallivanting right after work, you have to change. Most of the time in order to save time, we change in the car. This is what we usually call the "SUPERMAN". Example of a complete sentence would normally sound like this : "I will SUPERMAN later" or "I SUPERMANed".

Unlike other famous superheroes, Superman also change in a confine area. The only difference is that we obviously have no superhero powers and we don't change as fast as Superman who already has his superhero outfit underneath his clothes.

However, I must admit that I am really good at SUPERMANing. I have also SUPERMANed during the day...... many times. Anyway, if you plan to SUPERMAN, there are precautions to be taken.

#1 : pray that your friend is not coming in a Kancil or any similar cute cars...

#2 : SUPERMAN only with those who really knows you...

#3 : make sure your friend is not easily shocked. I mean it's okey if you're slim and that your skin is super fair and flawless.... those with "tyres to spare" and have loads of "coins" maybe should consider something else... hahahahahahahaha.... I only SUPERMAN with Din and my girlfriends. They were already "SHOCKED" by me before I SUPERMAN with them....

goldfish memory

2008-05-25T10:31:00.004+08:00

My best friend had forgotten to wish me on my birthday again... but I wasn't upset. Somehow I knew he was gonna forget about it totally. So a week earlier, I told him what I wanted and he banked in the cash. I called him a day after my birthday to remind him to wish his sister a
Happy BELATED Birthday!

His sister and I share the same birthdate.

Oh well Husni, I seriously think you need a P.A.
A darn good one! Can you afford me yet?

P/S: mother did not wish me too, as always... hahahahaha

so hot....

2008-05-23T20:00:00.003+08:00

I slept at Leen's during my 3 day leadership course which ended yesterday. On the second day when I woke her up she asked me " kau nak suruh aku sumbat mulut siapa semalam?" I was clueless and gave her that look of "WHATTTTT?"
Then she told me that when she woke up to watch the ManUtd vs Chelsea game she heard me saying "kau sumbat je mulut dia". Thinking that I was awake she asked me "sumbat mulut siapa?" and then all she heard was me snoring......

I tried to recall the dreams I had that night. There was none.....

eeemmmmmmm....... It must be the weather.......

hampeh

2008-05-14T20:03:00.002+08:00

It was the first night in Taipei. I was reviewing the dance sequels when my laptop went bonkers.
It was the first day in L.A. when I dropped my phone and lost it's camera function.

I must have done something wrong to deserve this....
Something really really wrong....

Could it be because I took the pix of his jacket with his name on it when he refused to take any pix with us!? And then I cursed him all the way to the hotel with the intention of writing about how unfriendly he is?

Eeeerrrrgggghhhhhhhhhhhh! that could be it!

Damn you Astronaut!

buruknya hang....

2008-05-01T12:39:00.004+08:00

I was out yesterday with my 'menakan'. Yesterday being the only day off I have before the busy weekend and with just another (only another) day off before leaving home for 8 days (sigh).

My 'menakan' is tall, tan and sexy. No she doesn't wear sexy clothes but the combination that she has (hair, tan skin, sharp nose, full figure etc) makes her sexy. Sexy and of course beautiful... A true head turner. If I do go out with her, one will think that I am probably her 'pengkid' friend.

Having day off at home would probably be the only time that my face is 'make-up' free. Well, it might sound as an excuse and maybe it is but to be honest I never really like 'doing up'.

Anyway, we ended up in Pavillion, where a dear dear dear friend happened to be working! He laughed when he saw me and actually told me "when I saw you, I thought emm ok but when I saw your menakan I was like wtf.....
(wtf was aiz thinking coming to pavillion dressing up like that!!!!)

The truth is, I wasn't even thinking. I mean I wasn't even thinking that someone would actually question me why I was in my jeans (as usual), my plain t-shirt (as usual) and my flip flops (as usual). I looked horrible next to a well groomed person, I must admit but I chose to look that way (to others:horrible) even before leaving the house when I was in a very high spirit!...

To play dressing up is tiring... dressing up to work is even worse... so give me a break because sometimes I feel my best when I look horrible.

si buruk penat... (tak lah tgh pose...drama....)

dengan kawan

menakan and kawan

I love when....

2008-04-24T19:55:00.004+08:00

I love when it rained. The weather is cooling and the cats don't shed their furs that much. Laundry has never been a problem. Since cat rescuing became my part time job which I take seriously, we can't live without a tumble dryer. ( it removes cats' furs efficiently) .
The plants seem to be humming a song or two to themselves... My Indian pennywort has never been so beautiful. The leaves are larger and healthy.

I also love when I get to go to work with Din. He pays all the bills. He buys whatever I want to eat. If I am sick, he'll run to the nearest pharmacy. If I am thirsty, he'll run and make me a drink. If I get up late, he'll iron my uniform... (btw, i wash all his clothes and sing lullaby every nite ok....)

The thing that I hate going to work with Din is, there won't be anyone to take care of the cats. Especially the house. You see.... remember? when it rains the frog will croak? I supposed it croaked till kingdom comes and when we got back home the other day.......

this was only the third scooping!!!!!! HELPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!!!!! Mak!!!! I need Haruan quick!!!! and berdozen-dozen please.......

best tak?

2008-04-24T10:51:00.005+08:00

Di pagi yang hening ketika umat-umat berkaki dua

di lima puluh satu
sedang sibuk mengumpulkan bukti-bukti untuk tidak membayar
cukai taksiran,
umat-umat berkaki empat sedang lena di buai mimpi.......

bestnya jadi kucing......

boleh tidur sepanjang hari....

tak perlu mandi di pagi hari....

jadi ikan pun best jugak, berenang-renang

.... dan makan bila lapar...

semestinya berat badan tidak bertambah lagi...

click pix to see tadpoles... yuks!!!!

tapi jadi manusia pun best jugak....
pun boleh berenang-renang,
pun boleh makan-makan...
bila gemuk boleh diet....

pagi di lima puluh satu....

2008-04-22T12:48:00.004+08:00

Di pagi yang hening ketika umat sedang sibuk memulakan tugasan harian......

Thebo setia menemaniku... (clever boy...)

di ceruk sana Trey terlayu, paku....

nun di sana Tek Tomel bergulung dalam kecomelan yang amat sangat...

Thunder seperti biasa masih menunggu masa yang sesuai untuk melelapkan mata...

Mummy masih lagi nakal bermain-main....

Troy si tempang sudah selamat di buai mimpi di tingkat atas ....

ehhhhh..... laaaaaaaaaa tuan dia pun sama.............

dear sir....

2008-04-10T22:03:00.003+08:00

Dear Sir,
What can I say but you are an extremely nice person. Maybe the loathe I have for her made it easier for me to say what I said about her. Honestly even if it was not loathe, I could have never thought of her as nice. What more nice to you. But as I said to you, no matter how much hatred I have for her, I would always be there to support. Whether when she plans to be nice to you or when she plans to hurt you again and again and again. And with that, I just want you to know....

By the way, loathe and hatred are two very strong words. I used them to express the drama queen in me. Dislike would be more appropriate. Thank you.

Yours sincerely,
Aiz

sigh again!

2008-04-10T17:24:00.002+08:00

What is our contribution to help fight global warming?

1. We have started using green bags for quite sometime. We carry boxes to pet store for pets' groceries. We refuse plastic bags when possible.

2. We recycle.

3. Main switches are "off " when appliances are not in use.

4. We shower 2 minutes less than before.

5. We feed the fishes with leftover food (except when leftover is fish too!)

6. When leftovers are chicken or fish we feed the cats.

7. We are planning to change to a hybrid car.....

I was inspired by Cameron Diaz when I learnt than she drives a hybrid car. Suggestion was made to Din and he thought it was brilliant. So that's where our bonuses are going. It could cost us a whooping (for din and I) RM4000 but it would saves us a lot on petrol.

Today, our dented Wira had a major break down. It looked very major that mom was informed of our predicament (she has to standby with some cash!!!!!!!!!)
When the tow truck arrived, the man didn't look too happy.... It could cost us RM4000 or more....

Plan no 7 has to be put on hold.....

kak shana, now I am a very 4000x bad neighbour!!!! my car is in the workshop!

2008-04-09T12:36:00.003+08:00

medical leave

2008-04-07T16:01:00.004+08:00

Finally the cool doctor gave me MC without even asking... and because she is so cool, she gave me two days MC! But with that pun she begged me to rest... I think she said 'PLEASE' like a zillion times (sebab takut kena kasi MC lagi!!!! Begitu susah nak dapat MC nih!!!!)

So, right now, I am resting at home watching the telly...and right now, I feel so thirsty.....and since I have to minimize my movement(as advised by the doctor).......

"DIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!

NAK AIRRRRRRRRRRRR, YANGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!"

hihihihihi....

ankle ku.....

2008-04-06T19:23:00.001+08:00

kesian tak?????

Doktor nihhhhhh....

2008-04-05T23:23:00.003+08:00

"So? Kenapa ni?" asked the doctor.
"I sprained my ankle lah doctor" I replied.

He looked at me meticulously. Oily face, two tiny ponytails, wearing a soiled t-shirt and a track bottom. I looked like I just had a football tournament.

"Macam mana boleh sprain?" the doctor asked.
"Masa warm up during practice tadi" I answered.
"Practice apa?" he asked. (mesti dia ingat aku practice bola ni....)
"Practice menari....." I said coyly. (sure dia dah tolak satu markah ni...)
"Oh... so masa warm up tadi macam mana boleh sprain?" he asked, surprised.

I was reluctant to answer but the doctor has to know, right? So I told him unwillingly....
"Saya lompat-lompat kena tukar tempat pegang tangan dengan partner.... lepas tu saya terjelepuk, lepas tu kawan saya terlompat atas kaki saya tu"
(Alah confirm, doctor ni mesti dah potong 100 markah lepas tuh.)

The nurse nursed me. While she was doing that, she giggled and said to the young doctor "he.. he.. doctor gelak....."

I left feeling like a hero to zero..... habih markah aku doctor tu tolak agaknya....

tak baik doctor ni mainkan perasaan I...

yummy!

2008-04-04T02:43:00.006+08:00

what i did recently......

malas nak cite.... tengok aje lah ye........

wouldn't it be nice if i own this truck!

hello truck! i like you.....

view from my back....

view depan.... hi truck!

view atas....

view bawah, my short black....

with 'H', my mind reader.... ( see me?)

view from my room.... krispy kreme is next to that cheapo motel Formule 1...

sungguh jahat CHENTA itu....

2008-04-01T12:35:00.004+08:00

Betul! If you don't believe me ask Rainmaker... Lastest entry by Dreamer a.k.a kebun would support my thought!

The crappiest thing about it is you tend to discuss about it non stop upon meeting with friends... (uwek) padahal, each one of my friends are experienced well educated individuals. Tapi when it comes to CHENTA semua jadi bengong....(betul tak dreamer?)

This particular entry of mine sometimes during my *jembalanglaut mood makes me sick to the stomach. The device I can't live without is on silent mode. No phone calls are important than mending this old heart.

But then again, sometimes, when the timing is perfect, CHENTA can be beautiful. Without even looking you can feel the vibe, you can see the sparks flying across the room... It is so beautiful till it makes you wanna...................

I NEED A BARF BAG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*jembalanglaut mood = sentimental & over sensitive

Kan mak suruh jadi doktor....

2008-03-30T19:51:00.004+08:00

"Faizah........." my name was being called to see the doctor.

I like this doctor, she's very friendly. Every time something is not right with you she will take the time to explain the cause of it and how to prevent it in 'ENGLISH'.

"Yes, yes.... so what's wrong with you today, Faizah?" she asked.
"I have urine infection" I said.
"Owwwwhhhhh" she exclaimed with a smile.

Then we went through the Q&A. By 7 minutes, I was already out.
Add another three minutes, I was on my way home.

After dinner Din asked "Doktor cakap apa yang?"

"Doktor cakap, it's common especially if you kurang minum air and suka tahan kencing. I guess in my case it's both kot?" I explained.

"Ohhhh...." he sounded interested.

With that I took the liberty to explain into detail as how the friendly doctor had explained. The only problem was I kinda forgot the right term she used. So I ended up sounding silly than I look. (I look: bad hair day, hair tied up on top of my forehead)

"Doktor kata, sebenarnya bukan I tak puas kencing yang. Kuman dah mainkan perasaan sensor dalam bladder I. So secara tak langsung kuman tu dah mainkan jugak perasaan I yang asyik terasa nak kencing je"

I guess I was lucky again this time, he did not make any faces instead he said " jahatnya kuman tu mainkan perasaan you...."

Tomorrow I hope the kuman won't be there to play with my feelings again. Penat tau!

passion...

2008-03-22T19:32:00.003+08:00

Mike said the only thing in life that you must really have is passion of doing the things you love. Without it, you'll be lost. I've never really given it a thought but today I realised that the only thing that I look forward to every year is the yearly dance performance.

I really can't explain the feeling I get with each and every move I make. The joy of performing to me is probably equivalent to the joy of having sex to some.

Someone once said that I am too old to be dancing but hey.... the dancers in Buenos Aires have grey hair..... duh!

grrrrrrrrrrrr.....

2008-03-21T01:52:00.005+08:00

sometimes, a certain family member sucks.
sometimes, that's the reason you hang out with your friends more often.
sometimes, you just wish you can make that person disappear.
sometimes, you wish hate is not a strong word since you've been repeating it over and over again.

sometimes, you wish you are the only child.....
but then again why should you?
not being the only child had taught you the lesson of sharing.
not being the only child had taught you to be thankful.
not being the only child had taught you the lesson of patience. (ada was was sket kat sini)

but hey, you do feel like you are the only child since mother would do just about anything for you.

to the sour grape, UWEK :P
mother loves me most!!!!!! and I am glad that she's not afraid to show the world!!!!!!
hahahahahahahahahaha

take this

and this

and this too

this also

eh... eh... don't forget this one....

pssssstttttt.........
guess what she got me on her reason trip?

can't tell you... hihihihihi.....
nanti the grape lagi sour.... susah!

flutter!!!!!

2008-03-19T11:21:00.003+08:00

" Hello, hello... I know I'll be the only one in First Class today!!!!!" exclaimed the friendly Mr Vandervi-something something in his dutch accent.

I chuckled.

"You are right Mr Vannn......." I said trying to get his name right.

"Call me Tim, Fai-E-z....." Mr Vandervi-something something cut me but he too was having trouble pronouncing my name.

"It's Faizah but call me Aiz, if you want to" I said casually.

"Nooooooooooooooooo........(frowning), you are hot! So how could I call you ICE?" he said.

flutter!

"Oh no Tim, it's Aiz as in EYES? How would you like that?" I said.

flutter! flutter!

"Ahhhhhhh.... EYES.... as in beautiful eyes....." he said.

FLUTTER! FLUTTER! FLUTTER! teeth showing!!!!!!!!

2 hours into the flight, Tim came while I was in the galley and asked me to assist him with his telly. We returned to his seat and got the movie he wanted.

"Ahhhh.... thank you Eyes......" he said.

flutter!

"Your most welcome Tim and by the way, the next time you need something, just press the button ok, you don't have to come all the way there to get me...." I said extending my hospitality....

flutter! flutter!

Tim didn't smile. He was frowning almost looking angry. Then he said "if my father were to see me do what you have just suggested, he would kill me"

flutter??

I was shocked and immediately apologised. Then I told him it's ok for him to get us any way he wanted to. He smiled and continued to watch his movie.

flutter!

When we arrived, Tim kissed my hand and thank me for the wonderful flight.

flutter! flutter!! flutter!!! flutter!!!! flutter!!!!!

Tim is 61 year old music industry business man. He slept throughout the flight after the movie.

I wish there are more people like him.

flutter!!

INGAT!

2008-03-19T09:37:00.005+08:00

"You failed your maths? No wonder you're a stewardess......."

I was taken aback. Not because I actually didn't fail my maths but for the first time in my 18 years career someone relate my job to being non academical straight to my face.

Was is alright for me to be angry?
YES, because they truly don't know what one go through underneath the tight kebaya and the birthday cake make up.

Was it necessary for me to justify?
NO, I shouldn't have. It is after all between GOD and I and the people that I had served.

What happens the next time should something similiar occurs?
I would just shut up and smile as I should have (the first time it happened). One supposed to be that cool.

What if I get really angry?
I would still shut up and smile and walk away.

You shouldn't be around people who drain you out.

I should should should should should should REMEMBER!!!!!!!!!!

nganyah!

2008-03-18T10:06:00.004+08:00

I am supposed to wake up in five hours. What wake up? I haven't slept and I so have to. But going back to my room makes me feel lonely. Ntahapaapantah. Tomorrow, it'll be my 18th year with the same company.... What have I gained besides my unmanagable weight????

stress lagi.....
dun even wanna think about it.

I can't wait to be home...
I have to be ready in 5 hours... i better get some sleep, put on the falsies and flutter them thru the journey home.....

NAK BALIK!!!!!!!!!!

zzzzz....

2008-03-13T22:14:00.006+08:00

Abang: "Bye Uncle Din. Abang nak balik dulu..."

Uncle Din yang dah lama tidur despite the noise we were making pun AKHIRNYA terjaga.

kualalumpur/kk/kualalumpur

2008-03-11T22:54:00.005+08:00

The routine:

-set alarm.
-wear yesterday's attire.
-ensure 'green bag', purse, room key taken before leaving.
-walk, slowly- but since I've studied the traffic lights at the very massive junction, my trip took a shorter time.
-make the purchase.
-buy coffee and hope for a free sample.
-walk back.
-pack.
-shower.
-return HOME.

yumyumyumyum

almost solved puzzle, packing these items are always challenging!

well, they maintained "unsolved" in the end

BANG! BANG! BANG!

2008-03-06T15:21:00.007+08:00

The lady arrived in a typical 'I got no time to dress up' housewife attire. her voice was soft with a northern accent. In my position, flat on my tummy, I managed to catch a glimpse of her. A sweet smiling lady. Through her conversation with my makcik urut, I found out that she just had a miscarriage and and just finished her confinement.

'Lama lagi ka?' she asked Mak Long, my makcik urut.
'Haa, lama laa lagi' Mak Long answered.
'Bukan urut setengah jam ja ka?' she asked.

Mak Long and I exchanged quick look with a frown.

'Setengah jam urut, nak rasa apa?' Mak Long chuckled.

I smiled through the piercing pain, very pleased with Mak Long's answer.

'Ni baru lepas beranak ka?' she asked Mak Long referring to me as if I was non existence.
'Dak eh, ni nak kasi beranak la ni' Mak Long answered.
'Muda lagi kotttt....' she said, or asked rather.

'Tak' I answered, trying hard to be positive.
'Oh... brapa umuq?' she asked.
'Tiga puluh enam dah..' I answered, already very annoyed.
'Kahwin lambat kot?' she continued, nosily.
'Emmmmmmmm' I answered, hoping to sound rude.

She then blabbered on about her two elder sisters who are not married at the age of 35 and 38. I smiled, reserved my comments. She continued and I wasn't paying attention.

Then as if a humongous monster appeared out of no where she said...
'Nasib baik suami tak bukak cawangan lain ye.....' .

The pain I had to endure with Mak Long's magical fingers were nothing compared to this
statement made by this... this... this.... errrrrgggggghhhhhhhhhh... I just have no words to describe this rude and insensitive creature.

At that particular time, all I wanted to do was to point a gun at her temple and........

BANG! BANG! BANG!

she left after my silent treatment

24, Faubourg

2008-03-06T14:51:00.004+08:00

Can you define a person by knowing the perfume they are wearing.

If so, try define me....

BELIEVE & MIDNIGHT FANTASY by BRITNEY SPEARS
(gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme, gimme mo.....)

let's... bersuka ria..

2008-03-03T18:09:00.005+08:00

A typical scene at Faiz's office.

All busy doing their "aku banyak kerja lah... tak boleh bersuka ria"

Komar, siap dgn calculator besaq.... have not return to Naz yet... perompak!!!!

Faiz's staff, Erin pun sibuk gak....

Faiz, boss besaq pun busy.....
Semua tak nak layan aku.... Kesian aku.....

But, I'm busy too y'know.... Have to think hard on seven letter words to score...
yeah, rite.... yawn..... cepat lah abih keje, you all......

aiz is smirking

2008-03-03T11:42:00.005+08:00

nak CINCAU?

well, it croaked myself to sleep last nite.....

i hope i scooped it ALL out!!!

tadpoles are smirking...

2008-02-28T23:12:00.004+08:00

If the frog croaked last night, today would be the best day to scoop out its eggs. We didn't but Din did scoop out the tadpoles and left them to live in the galvanized ice container.

Today it rained heavily....

Tomorrow (or whenever) we have an added task. The tadpoles are free again....

Quote for today "never put off till tomorrow what you can do today"

or

"never put off till tomorrow what you can re do today......"

ce try

2008-02-27T16:54:00.003+08:00

What are the odds of going shopping with the right colour scheme?

Try beating this.....

quote for the day

2008-02-26T13:13:00.003+08:00

When someone offers you a mint(breath freshener), it's quite rude to refuse. The least you could do is ask the person "kenapa you? mulut i busukkkk ke?"

'never refuse an offer of mints (breath freshener)
as it could be a hint of something unpleasant'-Anuar Zain

quote for today- just in case you are oblivious to the hidden message!
have a nice day....

as told by enna

2008-02-19T02:42:00.003+08:00

Cally " sekarang ah, manyak olang celai oh!"

Enna "ye lah Cally, 2006 and 2007 was like a competition. You would hear a divorce story one after another..."

Cally "you tau ka kenapa ini jam manyak kes celai? sebab ah, dia orang ah, belum kahwin sudah tidod sama. sekalang ah susah mau jumpa virgin bride. sama lah itu lelaki pun manyak sudah tak virgin lagi. Lu tengok ah, zaman mak pak kita mana ada manyak kes celai macam ni? adalah... tapi dalam 1500 perkahwinan ah, ada 2 kes aja. mak pak kita kahwin baru tidod sama oh"

paused.

Cally " tuhan pun marah oh. tuhan cina ka tuhan melayu ka... Dia marah oh, itu pasal asyik dengar itu kes saja..... haiya, wa pun tak tau apa nak jadi ah"

Cally left to continue her duties. Enna who was sitting, opened up the window shade, looked at the bright skies and had a long quiet laugh.

It is unfortunately the stories heard throughout those 2 years. Even in 2008, I received a phone call by a dear friend who heard a similar rumor about me. I told her that I am not in the competition yet. The funny thing is, I was stopped by another friend about the same thing. The other friend actually asked me if I am remarried.... huh? Then again, it's their mouth. They can say whatever they want. I have stopped getting furious. It's a waste of energy which is not much in my case.

To Cally, maybe your theory is right. I know to a certain extend you are right. Maybe you are lucky. Try living with the exes of our friends and acquaintances that made the list. Then maybe, you would have more theories that all of us can nod simultaneously, agreeing to what you have to say.

To Enna, I know the skies were laughing with you.

To Friends who went through the hardship, I have nothing else but respect for all of you. Most of you and you know who you are, still rock the world! (as witnessed by me) Cheers....

Effective

2008-02-15T04:31:00.001+08:00

Look mom! No more wrinkles n dark circles...

Really dark circles

2008-02-15T04:27:00.001+08:00

Its expensive n its sppsd 2 wrk. Its been almst 2 weeks n my au natural sunglasses r not shading any lighter and my wrinkles r still visible. Hwevr i hv an effective way 2 get rid of the wrinkles n reduce my dark circles instantly Only, i wil look awful n can't do a lot of stuffs...

Linkin Park-Shadow of the Day /my official video

2008-02-12T03:54:00.001+08:00

been listening to this song for many days now. i wondered why i like it so much. the melody is superb and waking up to this song would probably promise a happy day if you ignore the lyrics...

embarrassed, after 2 days of taking the effort to look up for this song, it then all fall into the right places....

how could i not know? how come?
komar, did we miss this one out?

old n wise

2008-02-05T22:49:00.000+08:00

My knees are still in pain. Going to the masseuse is a good option but I just can't find the time. There are loads to do. Besides 'tired' has become my middle name. Resting my legs, elevate them while sleeping has done a lil bit of justice. Still, I have to get my knees fixed. After all, I need them for the coming performance.

The truth, I did see a masseuse last month. I only had one meeting with her when I should have at least three meetings in a row. Well, as I said... I've no time or probably that is merely an excuse because..... during the session I had with her she did say 'selalunya, orang-orang tua je yang sakit lutut......'

So, how could I see her again?

She might realise that I am the orang tua already..........

sunshine or rain

2008-02-01T23:56:00.001+08:00

When Docci told me she was back, I was excited. Her last visit was very brief. Her happiness was just a stone's throw. This could change her life.
Then I found out that she walked out of the relationship. She was devastated. As always, I was there.... all ears. But when I found out that her actual 7 day visit was to get engaged, I was taken aback. I am 'not important enough' friend for her to share the supposedly happy news with me. I sent her off to the airport and we joked about the whole thing that had transpired the whole week. I saw her smile and I know she was gonna be okey. I? I was still hurt about being the 'not important enough' friend.

Syed stopped calling for a bit. His text messages were not as often as it used to be. Not that I mind. I of all person should understand what life is when one is in love. I am a great lover myself but just a week earlier, Syed called to share his predicaments. He left his girlfriend. I was all ears....

Bunny cried when she called. Her boyfriend wanted a break. I was all ears.... In less than a week, they patched up. I was no more in the picture.

Zam called me once. Siti had made the same phone call. So did Abu, Lat, Leez, George, Rorry, Kelly, Pete and so many others. As usual the pattern was the same. I never hear from them again until their next predicaments.

Last night, I was furious about the whole thing. Being very upset with Docci made me recall all the similiar phone calls I received. But as I was about to sleep, I thought about it again and over again. I woke up with a smile.

Well, at least they know they can count on me. At least they know that I will be there no matter what. They know that I am indeed a friend in need.

So people, Sunshine or rain, I'll be there....
and that's a DEFINITE.

she will always be my favourite

2008-01-18T13:30:00.000+08:00

Mother said she has a 50/50 chance of surviving. My sister said her daughter is only waiting for her time. I was crushed.

Shima, my niece is a smart person. She strives hard in everything that she does and even now, my sister said she is still holding on. Shima wanted to be successful in her life. Poverty often delay her plans but somehow she managed to find a way. At 17 she enrolled herself in lower 6. She took a bus in a heavy rain to the education office and begged to be accepted as all the lower 6 students have started class 2 months earlier. Based on her excellent results the previous year she was accepted but in to a school that was far away from home. She refused to leave the office until the person in charge gave up and finally entertained her request. Her school is now closer to home.

In school, she was misjudged by a ridiculous gossip which ended her having no friends. Not long, those who were deceived by the gossip realised that she wasn't the person they were told her to be. Not only was she smart but she was also friendly and extremely helpful.

When she was younger, she used to visit me often. As she grew older, part time odd jobs refrained her from coming during the school holidays. Somehow, things were different last year. She called asking me to take her to my place. I was busy and told her that she might have to put off her plans. Being a persistant person, she begged me and told me to take her home with me even if it's for a while. She needed a break. As if GOD had made the most perfect plan for both of us, with ease she was in my place 2 days later.

Her 7 days visit left an impact in my life. She revealed everything about her life to me. Things that I never knew. Things that I was oblivious to. When I left her at the bus station, I was already missing her and started to make plans for her next visit. I was very excited and can't wait for February to come as that will be the month she's gonna visit me during the weekends.
Text messages and phone calls were often exchanged. I will make a point to call her immediately should I see signs of distress. Even if I am not in town.

Just as I arrived Narita, her text came in. She's in the hospital, she said. Frustrated with the network service, I decided to call her when I got home. She was crying when I finally got the chance to speak to her. She asked me to visit her as soon as I can. I obliged.

She was in a very poor condition. To have a conversation with her was impossible. Finally, just before I left we had a brief conversation. She told me about the doctor whose name is the same as a friend of mine that she is fond of......... Dr. Komar. We laughed a little and then I had to go home.

Yesterday, they moved her to the ICU. Today I received the sad news. I wanted so much to be by her side as soon as I can but situation wouldn't allow that and I have to wait till Din gets home tonight. As I sat waiting, I cried my heart out. It had been almost 17 years since my dad passed away and the thought of losing my favourite niece is so unbearable. She has a bright future ahead of her and I had plans for her. Y'know I never told her that I love her.

I have to go see her, I know I have to. She was asking for me.
Shima, tunggu Ommy sekejap.... Ommy sayang Shima...

"I couldn't be better"

2008-01-18T10:20:00.000+08:00

All of us react differently when we are heart broken. Most of us cry when we pour out our feelings to certain people. It could be a close friend or probably a stranger whom we've just met. Some of us cry ourselves to sleep or when we are alone, put on a brave face when it's time to greet the day. Some of us prefer to bottle up our feelings and pretend that nothing had happen and some idiotic ones would cry, cut/shave their hair, shop like there's no tomorrow, get themselves drunk and dehydrated, and only to find it was all silly just two weeks from the drama day.

Connie, has never been lucky when it comes to love. Just when she thought she had finally found the right one, they had to say goodbye to a relationship that could probably end up like a fairy tale. They met at a difficult circumstances. There was nothing else to do but to accept their fate.
Connie said that if I love her, I shouldn't ask her questions about the fateful relationship. Matters were never discussed since. I guess the reason she jogs at night now is to produce happy endorphins before she goes to sleep. She's also planning for a short holiday to get her mind off the whole thing. I truly cannot imagine what she is going through. One thing for sure, its really awful to be in her shoes. Though all I could hear Connie said last night was "I couldn't be better" repeatedly.

She still has faith and that was really pleasing to know.

Or is it really?

2008-01-11T15:02:00.000+08:00

When I was a new staff 9 years ago (yeah rite! make it 9x 2 OK...) I often hear remarks for "savage supervisors" that did not make any sense to me like :

1. tak dapat la tu, malam tadi (s/he didn't get it last night)
****bubble**** " didn't get what???? what was it that s/he didn't get last night that turned her/him into this ferocious homo-sapient??"

2. period kot..... (she's having her menses)
****bubble**** "OK, menses... but why? is it very heavy and she is feeling very uncomfortable? If so why didn't she opt for tampons instead of sanitary pads?"

3. gaduh dengan girl/boyfriend dia (had row with girl/boyfriend)
****bubble**** "hmmmm.... an argument.... right... understood...... but but but why? why must s/he act as if s/he having that row with us???? WHY???????"

Well, what can I say? I just turned 18. Lacked of humans' touch. Lacked of understanding the emotions and feelings of a human. Unfortunately, after learning of 'what they were supposed to get last nite' and the change of emotions during menses and having the human touch, I still bitched with the same remarks...

Well, I was 22... what do you expect?????

And now, I am having a good laugh at myself because I have become the 'she didn't get it last night' plus 'having her menses (though I'm an ardent user of tampons)' plus 'had a row with her boyfriend' person or in short that bitchy supervisor.....(and no, I am not proud of it)

At my age now.... (yes you've guessed it right, it should be 18x2... dang!!!!) nothing is more important than doing a job sincerely and properly. Be honest. Follow the rules. Guide the morons. Work hard. Make-up for a good 45 minutes.. and at the end of the month, when you see your bank statement you'll smile with pleasure. Ahhhhh..... it's all worth it. No lies, abide the rules, educate those ignorant subordinates, I worked my a$$ out, bear the consequences of the birthday cake make-up.
I guess you should know that I get paid extra for doing all these. After all I am a responsible person. How can I break the trust they have given me?

Though.................. I hate to admit that if I do get it last night or if I am not having menses or a row with my boyfriend, the tendency of me being lenient is highly possible. (and to the ignorant ones, I am acting strange)

Emmmmm.... what else can I say??? the nasty remarks can be true sometimes....

" now tell me. which part of 'follow the procedures' don't you understand?"

boleh pakai ke?

2007-12-05T15:55:00.000+08:00

Dear Jazzmatazz,*

How to know if the person likes you question left me awake the whole night thru ..emmm… mostly perplexed. Just when I thought that the years of experiences had made me a smarter person, I was hurt many times. Out of the many men I have dated there were only one who was honest with me. The rest left without saying goodbye without any apparent reasons. However so have I. (guilty)
I thought that they have such vile nature and again so have I…. (erkkkkk).

Nevertheless a crucial observation is utterly essential. Scrutinize them without them realizing. Explore casually. Show interest. **Find out if he likes you but that my dear takes a lot of courage. You have to be brave for the answer might be the one not to your liking or otherwise. (wink!)
I would not waste anymore time. Its quite tiring y’know to play the “do you like me, do you like me not” game.

Getting straight to the point can save you from the feeling of not knowing,
which can seriously lead you to

heart beating
like a drum
mild palpitations
uneasy nights
dreaming
sweet dreams
only to wake up
to the reality
unnecessary stress
fatuous tears
bad mood
the 24/7 frown
till your forehead
dented
the lighted fags
till you burn
your chest grueling hangover
chill eerie
feeling
the long bath
the sweaty palms
cold walks at nite
the loneliness

yours sincerely,
me

*a long lost aquaintance
http://jazzmatazzed.blogspot.com

**there’s art to it. It’s not free…

feel it?

feel this?

ahhhhhhhhhhhh... feeeeeeeellllllllllllll this.........

important!!!!

2007-11-14T02:26:00.000+08:00

Being the team leader for my group, I was the first to introduce myself during the project work. Besides telling them about my unimportant personal details, I also told them that I am STILL driving a Wira, a dented Wira.

The common status symbol is truly not important to me. Truthfully, if I can afford I would have gotten a better car. Instead whatever extra cash received every end of the month is spent on the house... The link house I share with my 7 cats and a husband. You see, the house is a dream come true. Hence, it is important.

During the two days of the class, I received compliments on the attires I had worn. The two kurtas that had not gone to the laundry basket after Faiz's "Indian Dinner", the two sarongs worn to match the kurtas, the jeans worn for the aggressive exercise and a few costume jewelleries to match. Questions like where did you get this and how much did it cost were common. Upon hearing my answers, they would normally take another quick glance at me for approval. The brands really do not matter to me, what matters is if I can look good wearing them.

Anyhow, whatever it is, the moral of the story is " grass is greener on the other side but hey.... they planted grass?? We planted Indian pennywort (pegaga).... cheaper but aesthetic value is high " (wink!)

and by the way,

Kurtas RM 10 each, by the dusty roadside.
Sarongs RM 25 & RM 12 respectively.
Earrings 3 for RM 10
Jeans RM 98 by Giordano
with an IRON -ON motif RM 4....

So, save your money people..... buy cheap clothing, they quickly run out of fashion anyway!
Buy what is important to you and you only....

chand,chand,chand....

2007-11-04T19:16:00.000+08:00

HAPPY!!!!!!!! (with Thebo)

the sound of the phone ringing interupted my deep sleep. tried hard to ignore but i picked it up anyway. it was her. sorry for disturbing your sleep she said and started telling me that she is sending my khutu money tomorrow. yahoo.... i bubbled. then she requested for a good lighting in her room. i have been putting off the plan of getting the perfect lighting for the room downstairs. the room she uses every time she is here. then i told her about the lighting i wanted for my kitchen. she was shock but the next minute she said, ok. ok? OK... she is sending me the money tomorrow.... whaddya know.....

to be cont......

MODAL....

2007-10-21T23:26:00.000+08:00

DIA TANYA KENAPA AKU DAH LAMA TAK BLOG...... APA AKU NAK JAWAB?? KADANG KADANG ADA MODAL, AKU BUBUH.... TAK DAK KALU, DIAM JA LAH... LA NI AKU ADA MODAL SKET SBB ADA GAMBAR ORANG TGH KEJE.... LETIH AH... WEEKEND PUN KENA KEJA GAK... NAK BUAT MCM MANA, DAH BANYAK SANGAT BENDA HARTA DUNIA YANG DEPA NAK BELI....

iklan di malam raya....

2007-10-13T19:00:00.000+08:00

While watching the telly during the recent raya eve, Din and I concentrated on the advertisement by Petronas. The one about “Burung Murai”. It was touching that as a ritual, we would both look at each other once any interestingly emotional ad is over.. We laughed. Din’s eyes were red and I had tears welled up in my eyes.

Then Din made his version of the ad.

Son “burung apa tu abah?”
Dad “ burung murai….”
Son “burung apa tu abah?”
Dad “burung murai….”
Son “burung apa bah?”
Dad “burung murai lah, kan dah bagitau tadi… berapa kali nak tanya???? Ish!!!!!!! Budak ni… bodoh tul…..”

donut oh donut....

2007-10-11T05:52:00.001+08:00

with culprit #2

no thanks, won't share it......

yum yum yum yum yum
ada green tea, oreo, glazzy etc

culprit besaq #1 DUNIA!!!!!

kan....... terbeliak biji mata!!!!!

finally, mission accomplished!!!!

Hasnah Hassan

2007-10-11T01:31:00.000+08:00

Untung si Hasnah ni. Mak dia sayang betul dengan dia. Padahal seingat aku dia tu anak bapa. Manja betul dengan arwah bapanya. Sikit sikit bapa, sikit sikit bapa. Pada mata dia, bapa dialah manusia yang terpandai, terkacak, terkaya, terkelakar di dunia. Pendek kata, bapa dialah yang TER semuanya. Aku pun heran macam mana mak dia sayang betul dengan dia. Bukan apa, dia tu bukanlah anak yang mithali pun. Asyik bertekak aje dgn mak dia. Kadang-kadang dia buat muka bila dia tergeram dengan mak dia. Aku tahu sangat perangai si Hasnah ni. Aku kawan baik dia. Dia punya angin, Tuhan saja yang tahu, aku pun kadang kadang seram dengan dia. Eiiiii, serik di buatnya.
Tapi aku tahu setidak tidaknya, dia bangga dengan mak dia. Mak dia berdikari. Aku pun tabik power kat mak dia. Dah tua pun masih gagah melangkah kesana kesini. Tahun ini je dia dah naik kapal terbang ke luar negara empat kali.... Untuk orang-orang kebanyakan, itu hebat tu. Maksud aku, dalam pada usia tua itu pun, dia tahu apa yang dia hendak. Dia hendak berjalan, jadi berjalan lah dia.

Tahun lepas mak dia belikan dia pinggan mangkuk Wedgewood set untuk 4 orang. Tahun ni, mak dia tambah lagi pinggan mangkuk Wedgewood tu. Padahal, aku rasa bukannya si Hasnah ni penggemar Wedgewood pun. Tahun ni je dua kali mak dia beli untuk tambahkan koleksi Wedgewood si Hasnah ni. Ei, aku rasakan kalaulah mak dia kaya, mesti mak dia tempah "Wedgewood for Hasnah Hassan" tercatit di setiap bawah pinggan mangkuk tu. Tidak cukup dengan tu, mak dia belikan dia Rubbermaid premier food stowage container , one complete set. Hasnah tu suka, suka jugak tapi dia bagitahu aku, dia dah banyak dah container Ikea. Bila dia bising kat mak dia, mak dia kata Ikea punya not guaranteed for life. Tersenyap si Hasnah.
Aku ingat tu aje, rupa rupa nya dah tiga bulan mak dia beli kan dia cadar. Bulan pertama, Cannon 400 threadcount 100% egyptian cotton. Bulan kedua 100% cotton and 1000 threadcount from Bed, Bath & Beyond. Last sekali mak dia belikan dia 400 threadcount 100% egyptian cotton from PotteryBarn. Bila aku dapat tahu je, aku tersenyap.... terkejut pun ada. Bila aku tanya mak dia, mak dia kata "apalah sangat yang Aunty belikan ni untuk Hasnah ni".
Kadang-kadang aku jeles pun ada.

Itulah untungnya si Hasnah tu. Padahal dia tak heran pun dengan barang barang yang mak dia belikan tu. Bukannya dia tak mampu, dia tak kuasa je...

kekejaman di bulan Ramadhan

2007-10-09T18:29:00.000+08:00

Born with ultimate sweet tooth, Krispy Kreme was fast becoming my #1 favourite donut. Kak Sue, a friend in London often encourage my interest. Coming to see me with dozens of the famous donuts every time I was in London. Till one day she thought I had pack on a few kilos and with my (nak tak nak) persuasion she stopped bringing the donuts.... Still that didn't stop me from craving and dreaming and buying the melt in the mouth ohhhhhhh you are so delicious donuts.
While YM-ing with Kak Sue last week, she informed me of another famous donut outlet which is based in Jakarta. It's called J.Co. Upon receiving the 'very important' info, I thought I have seen it somewhere....somewhere easily accessible. I called Komar to confirm....and..... Yes!!!!!! My very forgetful mind did not deceive me this time... So, it was J.Co in Pavillion, the newly opened shopping mall. I was flabbergasted yet exhilarated..... My wanting a donut from J.Co became my next goal.....
Last night, while I was in a town where I know nobody, 2866 miles from home, cold and lonely, I received a message from Komar (with the help of Faiz). Two picture messages to be exact.... and it said............

aku ngan Faiz kat J.Co donuts & coffee.......

sedapnyaaaaa

YA!!!!!!!!!! DEPA MEMANG KEJAMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

thebo, the sumtimes silly boy...

2007-10-07T20:31:00.000+08:00

watashi no toteimo kirei heya by MR. K

2007-10-07T20:05:00.000+08:00

ni lah dia separuh dari hasil ciptaan Mr K. Setelah lama saya menunggu akhirnya mungkin akan berlangsung pyjama party di sini.

ni ada soalan teka teki.... gambar rajah 1: view betul. gambar rajah 2: kena senget kan kepala ke kiri..... soalan nya ialah : APAKAH BENDA TEBAL DI SEBALIK TIRAI ITU? saya ulangi.... APAKAH BENDA TEBAL DI SEBALIK TIRAI ITU? anda diberi masa 25 jam untuk menjawab.

dia ni pun nak test jugak....

with lightings, lagi namapak cantik kot....

dah sudah tu, we went to bazaar ramadhan in putrajaya, this was the queue to a roti john stall. and out of curiousity, Mr K decided to try the roti john. Mr K aka Mr KIND, was kind enough to buy us one. VERDICT: patut lah queue dia panjang!!!!!!!!!

sebenarnya nak bilik macam nihhhhhhhhhhhh.... tapi dgn budget yang amat terhad, whatever i have now, is A-ok.... really dun feel like leaving the room ever.... thank you Mr K.... you are the best!!!!!

such is life

2007-10-05T21:48:00.000+08:00

she left us, this morning with fond memories.....

nothing much but....

2007-10-04T20:54:00.000+08:00

When I got up, I received a text message from her. In her text, she had asked for a tiny favour. Though it was tiny, it was a big deal for her. And since it was a big deal for her, it was BIG for me too simply because she had chosen me to do this bit with her. As a friend, I couldn't ask for more.... It's the simplest gesture that made you realised where you stand in one's heart....

sho.......

2007-09-26T23:03:00.000+08:00

Ché Comel or better known as Tek Tomel is the cutest stray in the household. Hence, the name. She loves outdoor activities and we often find her greeting us at the top of her lungs. Often by the master bedroom windows.

Sometimes I don't get to talk to her in days as our 'schedule' clashes. One night she came back as I was about to go to sleep and I took the opportunity to talk to her, telling her in a baby-ish voice that she has grown so big that she resembles a lioness. As I was saying "you're sho big girl, you're sho big!" while patting her head, I heard a mimic of what I had said. Only to find that it was Din saying it to me while patting my hair.
Yes, it's true.... even The Lion King is no match for my big hair.

Sho, tomoyyow I am having a hair cut that is shooooooooo overdue.... Thanks Din, for the reminder.... Tsk!

what to cook for ifthar?

2007-09-24T05:35:00.000+08:00

When I saw the green can of ghee oil, I remembered the recipe that Seela Devi had patiently tutored me last year. It's called Chicken Varuval. I was excited to try the recipe that I had bought the ingredients almost immediately.

So, today I had decided to try the recipe before the ingredients expire. The first thing I did was fry the cashew nuts that I was supposed to pound into a paste with some poppy seeds. The nuts were changing colour fast and I already had doubts. Nevertheless, I was optimistic. I pounded the not so crunchy nuts with the poppy seeds. Opened up the ghee, fried the initial ingredients. The aroma of ghee against the star anise, cloves, cumin, cinnamon sticks were mesmerizing.... Then I added the chicken, the turmeric powder, the chili powder and the paste as I had written in my recipe book. Unnoticed, Trey the stray persian had eaten half of the unused ghee. Pressure mounted when the clock showed 640pm. Din had to come back during my making of the Chicken Varuval. Din's face changed as my Chicken Varuval blackened. "THIS IS HOW CHICKEN VARUVAL SUPPOSED TO LOOK LIKE" I lied true my teeth in a very high pitched voice.

Well, I don't think Chicken Varuval was supposed to look like it did. It did taste "blackened" if you concentrate enough. Fortunately we did finish up the chicken with the help of my many cats.

The verdict : I am gonna call Seela Devi tomorrow, pretty damn quick!

Plain White T's - You and me

2007-09-21T23:50:00.001+08:00

You and me, we like the same kind of music
That's why we, make a good you and me
We got style, baby we know how to use it
That's why we, make a good you and me
You know what I'm going to say before my mouth even makes a sound
And that's why we make a good you and me
You and me, we couldn't stand being normal
That's why we, make a good you and me
We both laugh, at the most random situations
That's the key, baby don't you agree?
You know what I'm going to say before my mouth even makes a sound
And that's why we make a good you and me
I know from the sound of your breathing exactly what you are feeling
This is why we make a good you and me
Make a good you and me
Make a good you and me
You and me
Ah ah ah
You and me, all we need is each other
That's why we, make a good you and me
You know what I'm going to say before my mouth even makes a sound
And that's why we make a good you and me
I know from the sound of your breathing exactly what you are feeling
This is why we make a good you and me
Make a good you and me
Make a good you and me
You and me

THERE ARE SO MANY YOUs IN MY LIFE... AND THIS SONG IS SPECIALLY DEDICATED TO THE YOUs... you know who you are, right crazy people???

gila in lozenges

2007-09-12T14:23:00.000+08:00

this video and it's title is self explanatory... practical jokes are common among us....

feel like makin love

2007-09-08T22:14:00.001+08:00

doesn't this makes you wanna boogie??? emmm...emmmm...emmmm.....

breezin'

2007-09-08T21:49:00.000+08:00

just the two of us, we can make it if we try just the two of us, you and i

QUESTION

siapa tak kenal dia ni?

angkat tangan...

nak tau kita sama league tak?

life.... life.... life....

2007-09-02T11:06:00.000+08:00

this was dinner in Sydney

after which, we took some ugly shots of ourselves.....

eye bags, messy hair....

and we thought this was the best shot of all.... (yeah, rite!!!!)

Harrods, KLIA.... Siapa nak belikan????

It was Sarina's birthday and we happened to dropped by last week....

I got a piece of this delicious "T-SHIRT" cupcake...

the next day, i got up with a swollen left eye....

which probably, according to Dr. Samsuddin was caused by these...
the real doctor gave me antibiotics, i'm cured.

in Zurich...

these naive art caught my eye.... but the art was on the floor..

as i looked up, i thought the scenery was A-OK for a ground floor room....

and it was.... but
unfortunately, it rained and rained again
and the room was the only place i parked myself at..... sigh!!!!

and i saw this on the telly..... and felt like going home.

ok, ok, i did go to dinner.....

with the bekas calon angkasawan negara..... hehehehehe
Faiz (Capt) & Faizah...
how appropriate...
the winner and the winner

THE END

my busy weekend...... sigh but syok!!!

2007-08-21T01:23:00.000+08:00

Boy, the best partner ever....
hand corsage on the right....

Cikgu Ain yang sangat obliging.... Tolerated our nonsense and took us to HRC.
hand corsage on the left now......

Komar punya kawan yang sangat stunning and Dayang...

The best cikgus in THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD....

another Leo yang glamour....

pastu urgent to karaoke, feeling.... singing MY HEART with Zali....

Cikgu Ain nyanyi lagu rock!!!!!!! Wa caya lahhhhhh..........

BENGONG!!!!!!!

tapi rasa-rasanya lah.... ni dua lagi BENGONG!!!!!!

MEREPEK is their no 1 favourite past time....

like always..... the one in white tengah BERANGAN!!!!!!!
Dayang, 15 years my junior (she's 13) but has an amazing personality...
We did not manage to get into HRC because she's still under age.... SIGH!!!!!!!!
and I thought I would never have to deal with predicaments like this anymore....

the next day, was Irdina's (niece) 9th birthday.... menu, laksa and curry puff yang sangat sedapppppppppppppp!!

dengan umi dia

was competing with the tots on the hula hop, managed a terrible 4 circles.
alah..... hula was small and very light...

okey.....okey.... light and small were merely an excuse because I lost to this kiddo...
Diyanah managed an amazing 8 circles.... she won the hula hop...

yang penting we beat the children in skipping. The highest among the children was 37 jumps. (the girl in the background) I did 40 jumps and Kak Dee managed a very funny 44 jumps..... LOL!!!!!!! We won....we won..... 1st and 2nd place by the adults..... sebenarnya, there's no such thing as second place but since I was the one who organized the games, I can change the rules anytime I like... LOL!!!!!! We won the skipping rope obviously... and gave my winning prize to the birthday girl.

There, it was sure a happening weekend for me and oh... how much i love happennings!!!!!!!

THE END