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

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...

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

jahat.....

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....

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

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

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

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

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....

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

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....

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....

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?

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....

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....

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!

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!

medical leave

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.....

kesian tak?????

Doktor nihhhhhh....

"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!

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....

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....

"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...

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.....

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!