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?
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Linkin Park-Shadow of the Day /my official video
Tuesday, February 05, 2008
old n wise
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..........
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..........
Friday, February 01, 2008
sunshine or rain
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.
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.
Friday, January 18, 2008
she will always be my favourite
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...
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"
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.
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.
Friday, January 11, 2008
Or is it really?
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?"
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?"Wednesday, December 05, 2007
boleh pakai ke?
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.
*a long lost aquaintance
http://jazzmatazzed.blogspot.com
**there’s art to it. It’s not free…
feel it?
feel this?
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
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
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.........
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
important!!!!
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....
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....
Sunday, November 04, 2007
chand,chand,chand....
HAPPY!!!!!!!! (with Thebo)to be cont......
Sunday, October 21, 2007
MODAL....
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....
Saturday, October 13, 2007
iklan di malam raya....
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…..”
Thursday, October 11, 2007
donut oh donut....
with culprit #2
no thanks, won't share it......
yum yum yum yum yumada green tea, oreo, glazzy etc
culprit besaq #1 DUNIA!!!!!
kan....... terbeliak biji mata!!!!!finally, mission accomplished!!!!
Hasnah Hassan
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...
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...
Tuesday, October 09, 2007
kekejaman di bulan Ramadhan
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!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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.......
sedapnyaaaaaYA!!!!!!!!!! DEPA MEMANG KEJAMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Sunday, October 07, 2007
watashi no toteimo kirei heya by MR. K
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!!!!!
Friday, October 05, 2007
Thursday, October 04, 2007
nothing much but....
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....
Wednesday, September 26, 2007
sho.......
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!
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!
Monday, September 24, 2007
what to cook for ifthar?
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!
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!
Friday, September 21, 2007
Plain White T's - You and me
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???
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
gila in lozenges
this video and it's title is self explanatory... practical jokes are common among us....
Saturday, September 08, 2007
breezin'
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?
Sunday, September 02, 2007
life.... life.... life....
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.... butunfortunately, 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..... heheheheheFaiz (Capt) & Faizah...
how appropriate...
the winner and the winner
THE END
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