I have a confession to make, I never go for semayang raya for my entire life? Is that keji or what? I dunno, you tell me.



Anyway, this year, won't be celebrating raya with my dad. Although I'm quite used to it but still agak sedihla. The saddest raya was when I was 19 and my dad was in Shanghai, the night before raya he called but I didn't get the chance to speak to him because someone accidently put down the phone before I manage to catch the receiver. After that I went to a dark corner in my grandma house and cry.My mom will be back tomorrow. Yeay!!!


I'm soooooooooooooo in the mood for raya. Don't even have the mood to work anymore. All I want now is him and raya shopping.Hiihihihihi..


Anyway..


I'll be on leave starting on monday. Will be busy baking kuih raya and such. Will be busy changing money *frown*.Last year I manage to escape from giving duit raya coz we were in Jakarta but this year, tiada alasan lagi.Kof..kof..


Wahh..wah..actually there's so much to tell but have to go now. Will talk later kay, bunnies.


But let say if I haven't got the chance to write anymore..Let me say this now..

"SELAMAT HARI RAYA
MAAF ZAHIR DAN BATIN

Have a blissful Raya!

Cerita saya

Hi. Nama saya chics dan saya bercita-cita tinggi. Semalam saya bercita-cita hendak makan laksa utara yang dijual di pasar ramadhan. Akan tetapi oleh kerana hujan yang turun serentak di Shah Alam dan Damansara saya hanya dapat makan twisties sahaja didalam kereta. Kesesakan jalan raya memang celake dan segala carutan yang boleh anda fikirkan sekarang. Sewaktu azan berkumandang saya masih di kawasan tol batu tiga. Di sebelah kereta saya waktu itu ialah seorang lelaki cina yang bermuka eksyen kerana dia membawa kereta accent.Mungkin dia mengeji kancil saya yang tidak mempunyai sebelah side mirror itu.Oh, saya tidak mahu membangkitkan hal side mirror saya kerana hal itu akan membuatkan saya panas tapi ingat, saya benci mat rempit.


7.30 malam saya singgah di restoran azira untuk makan sekali semua makanan sudah habis, nasik pon dah habis. Mahu mengamuk saya ,tetapi kakak endon yang baik hati di kedai itu telah berjaya merasuah saya dengan 3 ketul kuih cara.Maka saya tak jadi mengamuk dan membeli setin sardine sambil mengadu pada mamak kedai yang saya belum berbuka. Mamak itu juga sangat baik lalu membagi free setin air.Wah, nampaknya saya amat di sayangi oleh orang-orang shah alam[termasuk yang kadang-kadang tinggal di gombak] hihihi.


Pada waktu yang sama ada orang sedang makan dengan seorang awek cun di kawasan ampang, mungkin di salah sebuah restoran thai di sana. Dia memang suka makan bersama awek cun, jadi siapa yang tak cun jangan haraplah nak makan dengan dia. Kadang-kadang saya cun maka kadang-kadang saya dapatlah makan dengan dia[haha].


Saya tidak kisah sebab saya seorang yang sporting. Walaupun sebenarnye saya kisah tapi saya buat-buat tak kisah sebab kawan-kawan lelaki saya juga ramai yang kacak dan bergaya serta mempunyai skill berpoya-poya yang tinggi. Saya rasa mugkin orang itu agak marah sekarang, jadi baiklah saya menukar topik yang lain pula.


Satu-satunya benda yang membuatkan saya menyanyi girang semalam ialah apabila emak saya menelefon dari Jakarta. Sewaktu itu dia berasa di pondok indah mall di dalam kedai nine west dan dia mahu membelikan saya beg. Saya sebenarnya mahu menyuruh dia pergi ke plaza Indonesia dan membelikan saya beg coach tetapi oleh kerana saya tidak mahu emak saya menaga jadi saya terpaksa pergegang kepada "tak dapat coach, nine west pun berguna juga". Haha saya gembira sebab kali terakhir emak saya pergi ke sana dia tidak membelikan saya apa-apa yang menceriakan sedangkan adik saya dapat dua jaket dari Hugo Boss dan Ralph Lauren. Dan bila ayah saya balik, dia mendapat baju dewa pula. Keji sungguh adik saya itu.


Pondok Indah mall tidaklah besar tetapi mereka ada menjual kasut Kate Spade dan LK Bennet.Sewaktu saya hedak membeli kasut Kate Spade, jurujual itu tidak mahu melayan kami adik beradik kerana kami tidak stylo. Tetapi apabila kami bercakap bahasa malaysia, mata jurual itu bersinar-sinar.Tetapi sudah terlambat kerana hati kami sudah hancur lebur.Maka kami berlalu selepas adik saya berkata "Oh, kedai ini kurang bermutu." dengan begitu eksyen sekali.


Kembali ke topik kegirangan, saya berasa girang atas sebab orang itu telah bersetuju mahu berbuka puasa di Chillis pada hari ahad ini. Dia ingin memesan foreplay triple play dan saya akan memesan mushroom jack fajitas.Kemudian saya akan memesan sebuah beg tangan dan sepasang kasut. Mungkin juga sepasang anting-anting dan mascara MAC. Kalau ada zara saya ingin memesan sepasang seluar dan cardigan. Saya memang teringin sekali memesan benda-benda ini.Kalau boleh saya ingin memesan orang itu sekarang kerana ofis ini agak sejuk.


Ha. Nampaknya saya dah mula harus buat-buat sibuk oleh kerana masa mencemburui kita[hoho].Oleh itu janganlah bersedih kalau anda makan twisties dalam kereta hari ini kerana siapa tahu..hari ni makan twisties hari esok mungkin makan chillis.


Akhir kata, salam sayang dan tata.

Tag and run

I am happy today [at least for now]. Reason being, I sempat pegi pasar ramadhan and buy that yummylicious pulut udang and ikan keli salai masak lemak just because semalam Shah Alam ujan and Damansara didn't. Wah...wah..setaapp!!Usually, by the time I get to Shah Alam, these two stalls had already left. Asap van pon takde tinggal. And today will try to buy asam laksa also from a stall yang aku slalu jarang dpt tengok.Takpee,usaha tangga kejayaan.


Anyway, kepalaangin tagged me, so here it goes..



7 things to do before I die

1. Go travel to beautiful places with beautiful customs. Get to know what's going on in other's people culture. And take loads and looads of picture sambil berposing girang.Haha
2. Bungee jumping, scuba diving and sky diving, dragging ag along.
3. Adopted a snake and name her Mei Ling. Will let her coil around my bed pillar while he's getting handcuff on the other side of the bed. Uhhh.
4. Make my parents proud. How? Will think of the way later.
5. Wear tudung, pray 5 times a day and stop swearing. And ohh, stop smoking.
6. Learn and accept the fact that babies are adorable than cats.
7. Be with him like..forever. Can or not?
   

7 things I cannot do

1. Have bigger boobs. Hey, macam Jessica Simpson pon cukuplah okayy.But the idea to go through implant was soo scary.Oh no, actually it's sinful. Berdosaa okayyy
2. Grow taller.
3. Ride a bike. The last time I rode a bike, it nearly killed me when I drove straight to a cliff. Luckily sempat lompat.Hoh
4. Bangun sahur. For the record, I didn't bangun sahur for almost 3 years now.
5. Eat curry except for chicken curry. The smell is enough to make me barf. When I was studying there's this Indian lecturer who always smell like curry during class. Me, feel like dying.
6. Tolerate people who are cruel to animal. If you are cruel to animal, apatah lagi dengan manusia?Ecehh.
7. Stop talking and and act ayu.
   

7 things that attract me to the opposite sex

1. Humble yet charismatic. He doesn't have to be rich [honestly] but if he possesses great integrity I'll melt.
2. Good analytical skill. Open minded and able to accept other's opinions. Not afraid to say sorry. Despise those type yang suke buat-buat pandai, boleh tak admit dalam certain hal, aku lebih mengetahui?
3. Lelaki yang sangat suke bermanja-manja. I likeeeeeeeee.
4. Chinese look.
5. A guy who is not afraid to show who he is. Just the simple part of him without no sweet talkings and segala percakapan poyo di dunia. Great sense of humor is most welcome.
6. A guy who smells nice and well groomed. Plus if he wears his office shirt with folded sleeves. Memang komfemlah!
7. Nice pair of buns.
   

7 things I say most often

1. Keji
2. ...okay
3. Bengek
4. Aaaa?
5. I likee
6. Hellooo?
7. Uhhh

7 Celebrity crushes

1. Tom from Blink 182.
2. Robbie Williams.
3. Rob Thomas.
4. Aragorn [as in Aragorn the character not the real guy]
5. Yazer AF3 [keji tak?hahaha]
6. Anak Pak Lah [does he count?]
7. Halim othman..Nooooooot!!!

7 lovely and sweet people I want them to do this

1. Ag coz at least he can write something else besides football.[sekali sekala ok]
2. Stone coz I know in this bulan puasa not much tea and lunch session to be done.Hohoh
3. Shelly coz I loveeee the way she write. Ngko kelakar tak ingatlah!!
4. Anne coz I missed the berbuka session with her :(
5. Spentot coz he's always provides me good company and comfort
6. Wingnut coz sajeje nak suruh dia updet. Lama gile ko tak updet.
7. Kuza dengan ucapan selamat hari rayaaa!Jom, bila nak party?hihihi.
   

Okay, so there you go. Anyway, have a superb day.Muah..muahh

Cruella

Being an animal lover I have lots of cats at home. Persian, Burmese, Siamese and local cats. We even put a sing in front of our day saying something like this


"This house is for the comfort of our cats, if you are not cat lover, what are doing here?"


But that is not an excuse for people to dump their cats to us as if those cats doesn't have any feeling and don't deserve to be loved by their real owner. Sometimes people even put dead cats in front of our house while my friends always joked about my house being a petting zoo.


And last weekend, I was snooping over my neighbor's friend [hohoh] when I realized Mahogany the Burmese cats cage is being dwelled by an unidentified cat. It can't be Mahogany coz at that time she was licking herself on the sofa plus Mahogany is mahogany in colour and that cat was a tabby. So I went outside to take a closer look where I found a note left by someone.



The person asked my mom to take care of the cat because the owner doesn't want him anymore. I was pissed. Why? Because...

1. What did she think we are? Welfare home?Just dump the cat and go away? Can you dump your family member just like that? Mungkinkah kau sukati nak bagi kucing tu sebab dia bukan Persian? Sebab dia tak begitu menawan so kau bolehla layan dia macam tu ye?.
2. I hate irresponsible person. I mean, if you made up your mint to adopt a cat then take care of him until his last breathla oi. Ni bila kucing tu dah besar, tak comel, tanak main-main and kau tak mampu nak bagi makan lagi kau senang- senang je bagi orang. Nanti bila kau dah tua, kalau orang hanta kau kat rumah orang tua pasal kau menyusahkan orang, apa kau rasa? Pets too have feelings ok
   
   
   
   
   Jahat.
   
   
   

Poor me!!

I don't understand people who treated animal like they don't matter. Like my neighbour, she has lots of cats. Initially, all her cats were fat and paraded shiny coats. After a while she must had lost interest and ignored those poor creatures. Habis merengkek ok kucing-kucing tu, nampak tulang-tulang seme.Dengan berkurap sana-sini. And my heart cries everytime I saw them running at my feet and mewing pleading to be feed.Kesianlah!!

Smsed my mom and bitch about what an irresponsible person that person was. My mom smsed me back saying, if I don't want the cat, I can send him to the wet market.


What?


Tak sampai hatinya aku nak hanta kucing tu dekat pasar. Baru duduk dalam cage sorang-sorang dengan kelengkapan secukupnya pon dah menggulupur, apatah lagi kalau hanta pegi pasar. Kalau hujan mesti dia sejuk and kene selsema.Besides, his face really make me pitied him. Poor Jarod, he must felt confused why the hell he ended in a strange place surrounded by kucing-kucing jahat yang tak habis-habis making that hissing sound at him. Takpelah Jarod let kakak and emak take care of you, ok sweetie.


I had to check on him constantly and pet him so he won't feel that lonely and unwanted. Even ag patted him, after looking at his sad face. Tapi takpe, ag memang seorang pengucing yang baik.


If you come to my house, don't ask me why my cats are fat even though they looked like kucing jalanan. No I don't feed them weed. Some of them are neutered but all of them are fed with love.

Rayaing

So it's monday again.I'm so damn lazy since it's like 10 more days to Raya.


So have you done all your raya preparation?I haven't start baking all the kuih yet. Am waiting for mom to come back from Jakarta.The rest is oklah.


I am still thinking whether should I or should I not hold the annual open house this year. Like katik say or issit Laila "Kau tiap kali open house mesti boifren kau lain-lain". Hello, I beg to differ,manaderlah, dua tahun sekali okayyy. Humm..It's going to be a tiring day if I had to hold the open house.cooking and attertaining people but dunnola, I want to invite people for makan- makan.


Tapi weekend ni lagi best. Ag cakap nak temankan main bungapi.Yeayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!!!
Ag memang budak yang baik dan comel.


Okla people, have a nice monday!

Degil

Ah.Padan muka to me for being so degil. I purposely choose not to eat antibiotics coz they taste like shit, so for this few days i got this lump nearby my throat. Remembered a doctor telling me that if you have a nasty fever and u dun take actibiotocs this is what happens to you.Bapak sakitlah ok.Sakit takpela aku boleh simpan ni nampak macam cacat tiba-tiba ada bengkak dekat leher.Hunchthroat of Shah Alam.Hoh!


Anyway, last night I sort of can't sleep so I let my mind think whatever she likes.Humm..Have you been bashed by some guysthat their words really eat your heart out?Hohoho.Let me tell you mine.

1. "I don't want to show you my ex picture because I don't want you to say that I'm making comparison plus, I don't want you to feel inferior"
   
2. "Oy, you better dump your gf. You can get prettier than this" A guy telling your bf, in front of you.
   
3. "I think you need boobs implant, to make it bigger"
   
4. You are watching his face who is half asleep, you asked "Do you love me?". He said "Yes". And you asked back "Say my namelah". He replied "XXXXXXXX" which turn out to be somebody else's name, his ex.
   
5. "What are doing out in the middle of the night? Where is your child?"
   
6. "Don't worry, woman like you can easily marry any datuk. Save all the ambition"
   
7. You asked " Which shoes look nicer?" He replied "All look the same with your strecth mark's leg"
   
8. "You remind me of my ex"
   
9. "So after form 3 terus kejela ye?Kenapa tak sambung blaja lagi?"
   
10. "Engkau ni bila nak kawin?Asyik tuka boifren je"-->Kepala hotak kau.
    

So there you go. After this am going to hyper market coz I'm craving for terung berlada to match with ikan semilang salai masak lomak.Wahh..Wah..salivating.

Pasar ramadhan

Hello people, working on this beautiful Friday?Hehehe.Not moi.




I sort of promise bas to coe out with an entry about pasar ramadhan. Bas, nasibla kau jauh, kalau kau duduk dekat pantai dalam je takde masenye aku nak layan kau.Hhehehehe. Anyway, aku tak pegi pasar ramadhan pantai dalam sebab jauh, aku pegi yang dekat rumah akula, dekat shah alam,sec 13.Bapak ramai ok tempat tu, lemas aku lah.But the choices are varietylah. I mean it can really make you drool.


Oh, this is a picture of an abang murtabak preparing murtabak. Havent tried his murtabak but the size is extra large.Plus, it's mamak so I have to pass even they look soooo yummy.



Next to that murtabak stall, is the nasik dagang stall. I'm not a fan or nasik dagang.The lauk look yummy though. The best nasik dagang I ever taste was in Terengganu [hahaha,mestilah kan].But I dun quite like the fish sebab macam keras. Still if you go to Terengganu apalah maknanya kalau tak makan nasik dagang kan?


Ok cut the crap.Next picture please.

Ehem. So we then move on to rendang daging.Look nice, and the aroma hohohohohoh..I think you should know lah.Beside rendang daging they have rendang ayam and more type of rendang which I didn't bother to us.Keji ok aku nak pegi sana amik-amik gamba.Seme pandang aku macam aku cacat je lah.

My weakness is chicken wing, honey coated roasted chicken wings. Sedap. Then they also have ketupat and lemang.



Air.
In the picture air cendol, air teh bunga and ermm..cincau kotlah..Tak napak sangat. But there they also sell air kathira. As I told youlah kan, tipu je smua rasa tak macam pon. Keji betullah mereka-mereka ini.


I don't understand one thing. If you know u can't cook or buat air sedap-sedap.Kenapala nak meniaga jugak?
I mean, kalau ye pon nak berniaga biarla ikhlas..ni kan sampai ada makanan yang basi jugak..sheesh.





Hm..hmm..aku dah takde mood dah nak tulis sebab aku takde mood hari ini.So i just put the picture ajelah.

Ok people, am off to buy something for berbuka. Am going to cook macaroni today for pot luck berbuka session at tina's house.


Have a great weekend kay!!
Muah!

Hello, I'm an alien from hell

It's been a while since I talked to him, I think the last time was around June. So I decided to give him a call. Yeah, he's still the old guy I used to know. The same voice the same enthusiasm. We laughed, talked crap and update each other on what's going on in our life these days.


He is the only one who still acts normal towards me after I broke up with my ex, and there's another guy, Ciko. The rest, suddenly I was like an alien to them. Funny huh, before the ugly incident happened we used to hang out like every weekend, watched movie, played futsall, sleepovers but now it seemed like they never even knew me at all.


What's wrong with still keeping in touch with your exes friends? Well, at least not to me. Not that I want to shag them. What's wrong with just remaining friends?


I do know few guys who broke up with my girl friends or few girls who broke up with my guy friends but to me, they all the same. Still friends of mine. Unless if they messed up with me personally, they would still be in my circle of friends.


Actually, it didn't only happened to me but also to few other people I know. They were nice to you when you were still together, invite you to parties, have fun, smoke shit bla bla bla and for all you know when the relationship went out of hands, suddenly you become an outcast. When you cried for help, they just shun you off, not like last time when your exes cried wanting you back. That time, they called..tried to change your mind and talked their way out. You listen you respect them and their opinion but when it was your time, they treated you like a piece of shit.


Like.. I used to hang out with this couple which was a friend of my ex, they were engaged that time. After a while things went astray between me and my ex so we broke off. Then one day, I was lazing in one of my buddies home when I saw this bunga telur, in red which automatically caught my attention. Ho, I love red so sue me for being nosy and what surprised me was the name written on that gift. Two people that I know, a couple that I used to lepak with. Yeah, probably they want to avoid the awkwardness to invite me while inviting my ex at the same time but can they just be courteous? Like Ciko, he invited me but I know what I should and shouldn't do. I know that I'm not supposed to turn up since it's one of her close friends wedding. I don't want to stir things up at other people wedding. Hello, I know!


If I ever to get married [please don't cringe, I was saying..if], I would invite everyone I know including my ex. Yeah, I would invite him too if he still have some face to see my parentslah kan. But that's not the point, the point is even if I might seem like a hostile person but I know how to value people. Regardless how rich or how retard that person is.


It's funny to see how proudly you felt when you gained your diploma or degree or whatever it is but actually, you gain nothing when inside, you don't have faith towards people.


And then you tell me that I am the bad ones.
Amusing.


No. It's keji.



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The prime minister's wife,Datin Sri Endon Mahmood passed away around 7.55 today.
Damn, I was sort of devastated to hear this news.I thought she was recovering.


Al-fatihah.

My type

When you are sick and you are all alone you will then realized the importance to have someone by your side. Flaming body and you could hardly feel your legs, parched but wobbling down the stairs to get a cup of water appeared like a perpetuity journey. And your mind..your mind keep flickering to piles of works on your office table, to cats that need to be feed, to think of a way to get some food so you will not be that weak.


Helpless. All you can do is lie on the bed all day. You walk but making few steps already makes your lungs feel like exploding. Wheezing. Hold on tights to the wall, hoping you will not stumble.


The only thing that keeps your spirit high is the phone call from that someone special. Every time you see his number displayed on the screen, your heart smile, secretly.


He is simple and mysterious. Simple but complicated. Sometimes you can't guess what is inside his mind. His words doesn't brace with his expression. Which make you wonder sometimes, is there any space for you in his heart?


Choosy I might be but not when it comes to man. Which now I think narrowly true. If he has money but speak as if he owns the world, he can rot in hell. If he has no money but speak as if he owns the world, he too can rot in hell. Don't come to me and say you can offer me the world and at the end what you give to me are only headache. I hate men who are damn good with words. You don't need to sugar coated me because at the end of the day you will just piss me off. By then, your words doesn't mean anything.


I loath the type of guy who think he owned me. Like I'm not capable to make my own decision. That I have to listen to what he says as if everything he said is true and my opinion is doesn't matter at all. He wants to stand tall, he wants people to look high on him when the truth, is more than pathetic. Making you feel like you was born to please him and without him, the world is not moving. Sod off. Oh, I've met with this kind of guy. Irking.


My type of guy would be someone with vision yet humble. Doesn't have to try so hard to impress people for admiration. If you are a respectable person, you don't have to be preaching or tell people of all the good deeds that you have done. If you are a respectable person, people will acknowledge, just by observing.


My type of guy would be someone who respects other people. Never discriminate nor judgmental.


My type of guy would be someone who is sweet but in an unexpected way. Being too sweet would be corny. Being sweet all the time would make it ordinary.


My type of guy would be someone who always comprised when facing rows. Not shoving every blame to my face or blaming himself, forcing myself to feel sorry for him. Why not talk or even laugh about it later? Maturity and compassion is the key.


But most of all my type of guy would be someone who is able to be at my door when I need him the most.


When you are sick and you are all alone the best cure is when he, the one you truly gave your whole heart to, appeared on your doorstep with a smile and a big hug.


And then you know, you do have a special place in his heart.
Like he did, in yours.

Repek

Jahat tau doktor dekat phileo ni.Keji gila.Orang dahla terbatuk-batuk sampai nak kluar anak tekak dia boleh la pulak tak nak bagi ubat batuk sebab dia kata sape yang pakai kad AIA talehla bagi ubat mahal-mahal sebab nanti over bajet.Kejiiiiiiiiiiiiila lu apekkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk. Dokter kat seksyen 10 ni rileks je, tak mintak pon 5 ringgit.Lain kali aku bakar klinik kau, bila aku dah sehatla.


Tapi mlm tadi pegi klinik jugak.Nama dia klinik bandaran, tapi takla bandar sangat, agak usang ade. Hehe.Ok itu bukan pointnye. Pointnye ialah dokter itu baik dia amik tempreture kite, tak macam dokter siang tadik. Pastu kite ade demam campur tonsil yang bengkak. Doktor ni bagi banyak ubat.Tapi sebelum tu dia tanya "Awak pregnant ke?". Menyebabkan kite konsyes sebab adakah perut kita buncit?


Dapat MC tapi tak tau nak guna ke tak. Duduk rumah sangap. Mungkin hanya baring atas simen sebab badan rasa terbakar sambil minum 100 plus.Haa,janganla cakap orang lain kita tak puasa besok kay?Janji tauuu.Lagi-lagi ag, nanti dia marah kita sebab tak puasa.Dia garang ok, kalau korang tak caye cube try melawan cakap die, mesti kene marah. Kalau pegi opis lagi seksa sebab nanti seme org nak makan burger king. Keji kan,siap nak order aiskrim [lepas ni mesti beli aiskrim,mesti!!]


Korang buka apa smalam ye? Kita makan bubur je. Sebabnye ialah tak larat nak makan apa- apa.Kalau mak ada kan, mesti dia buatkan air barley, kasik sejuk badan lepas tu tuam kepala. Tapi mak dah pegi jakarta.Masa sampai rumah smalam rasa mcm nak menangis sebab takde sape nak cakap-cakap dengan kita dah. Rumah gelap je pulak tu.Wah, tak naklah cakap lagi.Tak sukeee..Bwek.


Lepas tu aunty Maria datang sempatla pulak perli "Haaa, tau kan rindu dekat mak?Baru terasa camane mak takde. Itula besarnye pengorbanan emak.Nanti kau jadi emak baru kau tau[--->kejila]" Kita gelak terpakse je la.Tapi rasa macam nak rotan je aunty maria sebab macam jahat.


Pening ok.Sangat.


Mak..mak kat manaa?Mak makan apa?
Balikla cepat mak..
Huk..huk..

Coughhhhh..huk..huk..

For the first week, my colleague had tried their best not to eat in front of me. They will go to the meeting room to eat and they hardly went to the pantry to get something.[the pantry is in front of my table] I told them not to do that coz it only made me feel guilty. Plus, my will power is strong than anything. Haha.


After that 1 week passed, I don't think they can bear pretending anymore, so they eat but with guilty faces and try not to make too much noise.Gile kesian ok. Except for my HR. She will purposely come to me and eat whetever she has in her hand and made it looked like it was soo delicious that I should bukak puasa.Hah, kalau setakat makan mcd depan aku baik tak payah.Lenkali kalau nak suruh aku berbuka, cubala makan makanan yang best-best sket macam pasta ke, kacang pool ke..tak pon cuba dia bukak semua baju, komfem aku bukak puasa.hehe.


But today, I really quench for some water.I had this very bad sore throat and some wheezing sound of my chest. I think these things invaded me the night I accompanied ag to play football. There's nothing much to do so I just take a puff after puff after puff until my throat screamed. And to make things worst, it was raining the whole Sunday where I had my fan switched on to the full blast. Bangun- bangun pagi dada aku dah bunyik "eeeeeeek".I tell you, my throat was in an alarming red.Like real red and big.Tsk..tsk..kesian chics.


Soo..can I bukak puasa early today?
Nak kene makan ubat kannnnn..
Can or not?a

Angerrrrrrrrieeee

Thank God it's Friday already. I am feeling cranky and sleepy and unloved.


Yesterday, during office hours I received a call phone an anonymous caller with private number. He turned to be a guy who knew my name, what is my fav color and ntah hapa lagi bende pasal aku. Fine.Whatever


I thought it would ended there but last night I was bombard phone calls from the same person.


"I know you are not happy with your relationship. You don't have to hide"


"I always make an effort to bump into you"


"I am the type of guy that you will like, successful, loyal and stable"


Bapak engkaulahhhhhhh.Whether I am happy or not, it's not yours to tell and pls mind your own business. Kalau aku tak happy pon, apa kaitan dengan engkaula bodoh. and please, please don't use money and status to fish a girl, that is soo disgusting. You think I don't have my own. It may not be much but I don't suck people cocks for money ok!


Sigh..and now I'm so sleepy. Thinking to mute my phone tapi karang tak terbangun sahur la plak.


I'm sleepy and stressed and unloved. I've been trying to tell ag about this and try to manja-manja with him more, because I need comfort and soothing. Which is not his fault apsal aku tiba-tiba cranky and demand for attention. I just dunno how to tell him sbb nampak keji je mcmla poyo je.


Anyway, to that guy I know you are reading this, stop harrasing me lah oiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii.


Go and find a sheeplah!!!



Ahhh..Better.
Happy weekends, bunnies!

Dead?

My mom is going to Jakarta next week.
I am going to die.


Or


My mom is going to Jakarta next week.
If she doesn't return until Hari Raya,
I am going to wear shorts
and eat Maggie on Hari Raya morning
again.


Or


My mom is going to Jakarta next week.
She might ask us to celebrate Hari Raya
In Jakarta
Again.
Which I would say no to
Unless dad moved next door to
Nicholas Saputra [yummy].





My mom is going to Jakarta next week.
Will anybody realized that I died?


If nobody update this blog
Call 991 [or issit 994 or 999?]
Like immediately



My mom is going to Jakarta next week.
*Wicked grin*

Memories

What is your best puasa memories?


Mine is during my days in JB. Despite being fat and dull that was the best time. Will be given mangkuk hijau or mangkuk biru for fasting month, to eat bubur. Ada mangkuk sangat bereerti ok.Takde cawan pon takpe, sebab boleh pow junior.Kalau diorang tak nak bagi, kau lecture je, bukan susah.haha


And then had to find ways to escape tadarus and to skipped watching jejak rasul. Usually we just tell the prefect that we dun feel like watching or just ignore as if she never exist. If that fails [as in she uses kuasa wrden] just grab your tudung and talked craps with your friends, pretending to watch jejak rasul.


But I love rounding the compound. Holding hands and singing hari raya song or that song "angiin bayuuu membawa diriku". You dunno what is round compound? It's like evening walk laa..


And how can I forget air kathira and otak-otak gelang patah. Sini ada jugak jual air kathira tapi rasa tak macam pon.Rasa keji adela.Tipulah. Menci.


Finally terawikh. Terawiikh..ermm..the image is blurry. But i remember vividly receiving few rotans from my HEM, Sharifah Asmak because talking too loud and laughing hysterically with few girls insideschool hall while the others performing terawikh. Tak acila, aku sorang je kene. Sebab aku tak mengadap HEM tu aku tak sempat lari.Hoh,kejila korang-korang yang lain tu.


Nowadays, puasa is like same old day. This year, it's hectic. Got no time to go ohh and ahh over food at pasar ramadhan. Always rushing to get something for my mom and bro. By the time I reached home, it's ngam-ngam time for berbuka.


Some more very lazyyyy to do work?Howw?Howww??


Anyway, tell me..What is your fondest memory during ramadhan?

Weekenders

How was your weekend? Ehe, I know it's kind of late to ask but I'm still asking.Hehe.


Did you get to berbuka with the people that you want? Me..humm..I even get to berbuka with my big families as in grandma and aunties. Is that good or bad? Dunno.


So what did they cook for the family-session berbuka? Roti jala, seri muka, murtabak and few other appetizers [appetizers ke? Entah]. After maghrib prayer we ate nasi with masak lomak ikan, toghong bolado, kubis and err..ayam mawi [yeah, my aunt my up a recipe for her love of mawi]. Despite those mouth watering dishes, there's one dish that really make my cornea bigger. Kuih jongkong.

Outer part

Inner part.

Haha, yes, the nama is a bit keji but the taste is..uhhhh..Ag told me that the kuih tasted like tepung pelita but noooooooooo, it does not taste like tepung pelita. Hmm.I swear I can see him making faces while reading this entry. Bukan..dia tak rasa macam tepung pelita ok.


Actually it's a sweet dessert. The green thingy is made from tepung beras and the kuah is made from gula melaka. The taste? Swoon. Kuih jongkong can only be found during fasting month. Am not sure whether it's available elsewhere but one thing for sure, because of this, Hulu Langat rawks!


Anyway, on Sunday we went to OU since I haven't get my Raya shopping done. We picked Mark's cafe even though OU is surrounded by lots of salivating shop because ag feel like eating curry laksa. Even though we had our meal for berbuka, later on he suddenly feel like mengembalikan kenangan semasa silam. So we ate at this supposed-to-be-kopitiam hut in jusco. That place also sell yik mun's pau. Dia ni, kalau aku ajak makan pasta kat stall seblah pon, mesti nak order pau kaya yik mun jugak, tak paham aku. Besides that pau, he had roti kahwin [ keji kan nama] and hainan kopi o. The roti kahwin, bapak sedap ok, the mentega were all fat that when u bite the roti, they crammed into your mouth with hot buttery feeling. Now, I don't drink coffee be it Colombian, Brazilian or even if Tom Ford made the coffee himself because.. I just don't drink coffee.

Kopi o and roti kahwin

ala..tak nampak asap dia :(

But...can I say no to that aroma, the smell of my late grandma during every evening? The noise of crickets and the taste of hot ubi kayu? No, I can't. Despite being a coffee hater I had a sip, Ok, I lied, I had few sips. The taste..remind me of my childhood years, the time when my mom forbid us to main senja-senja coz there will be hantu tetek and momok, the time when I laughed after seeing my late grandma without his false teeth.It tasted like sweet memories.


But..inside the car..I had the usual-coffee-drinking-stomach-ache..


Huh.
Mengada punya melayu.

Psycho

Goddddddd..I had a very terrible dream.


I dreamt that I went back together with my ex and eloped. Woke up in the middle of the night with a very bad body ache. Shut my eyes and wish all the dream will go away but it was continued. It seemed that everybody in this world was helping us to be together. What the hell was that?dsasftdeuhhtre6k7257$#%$^*&#$####@#@$%gfhgnh.


Whylaaaaaaaaaaaaaa..Some more it's Mondayyy.


I so really really hate that.


Anyway, happy monday eh?
Don't let this psychoness spread to you.

Finally...

The traffic was so heavy yesterday. Reached Shah Alam around 5.55, like 10 minutes to berbuka. Still I determined to get my murtabak, drove to the nearest stall with high hopes.


As I stepped out from the car, the abang murtabak [yes, the one I accidentally scolded the day before] smiled at me.


"Murtabak ada lagi bang?"
"Adaaaaa.Hari ni saya masak extra untuk awak.Special punya" He smiled. I smiled back and mouthed thank you.


Terima kasih abang ye, sedap murtabak abang. Lain kali saya beli lagi.

Haih..

Ye, tau bulan puasa ni tak boleh marah-marah tapi semalam dah termarah..macamana?


Mula-mula masa nak buka la, dari first day teringin nak makan murtabak, gile babinyer teringin, nak nak dengan bawang kaler pink tu..tapi, tak dapat sebab dah habis so petang semalam konon-konon bawak kete laju abislah kan. Sampai Shah alam dalam 6.20 petang.4 tempat dah pegi, semua murtabak habis. Dekat satu kedai ni tanyala abang murtabak tu.


"Bang nak murtabak satu"
"Dah habisla dik, hari ni habis cepat"
"Ala abang ni tipula, bukan hari ni je.Semalam pon cakap habis cepat.. Jahatlah" Abang tu muka terkulat-kulat je tengok chics ngamuk tiba-tiba.Sorryla ye bang. Saya pon rasa saya agak cacat.


Kejila orang Shah Alam ni. Makan banyak.Koranggggg, janganla makan murtabak banyak-banyak, nanti tak muat baju raya.


Orang Shah Alam gemuk, jahat, tanak kawan dahla orang shah alam semua ni.hoh!


Lepas tu malam tu, mak suruh beli susu stroberi low fat sebab die nak minum masa sahur. Sebab chics ni anak yang baik so pegila beli.Dah beli tu tengok minyak nak abis, ah.. isi la sekali, senang sket besok. Sekali tu kan, stesyen minyak seksyen 3 tu bongek pulakkk. 2 je tempat yg elok, yang lain semuala rosak. Finela..chics sabarlah..tungguuu walaupun kat depan ada banyak kete. Finally motor depan ni tengah isi minyak. Baru nak kluar dari kete tiba-tiba ada satu skuter bawak minah rambut blonde menyelit depan kete chics. Pastu minah tu cepat-cepat gi bayar.


Ewah ewah, kau ingat kau blonde kau boleh dapat isi minyak dulula?


Hoih, aku niiiiiiiiiii dah tunggu lamaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.Kira kalau kereta tak de minyak dah masa tu, memang boleh berjalan sendiri sebab kuasa turbo kemarahan aku mengatasi segalanya. Kalau bukan bulan puasa, dah sememangnya aku akan tekan clutch kuat-kuat dan buat bunyi "bang" yang paling hebat dekat seksyen 3 tapi semalam chics hanya keluar dari kereta sambil berkata


"Dah nampak kereta ni kat belakang motor tadi kan, apsal kau gatal jugak nak potong queue?"


Balik tu terus ngadu kat ag [macam biasala, chics memang suke mengadu, tak pon nangis]


Chics: Hello by, buat apa tu?
Ag: Tengah main game.Main game Championship Manager [or something like that]
Chics: By, nak crite marah ni.
Ag: Haaa..Ok, critela.
Chics: Tadikan..bla..bla
Ag: Haaa..
Chics: Bodoh tak skuter..bla..bla..
Ag:Haaaa..
Chics: Asyik haaa..haa je.. you denga ke tak I cite ni?Kejila main game.
Ag: Manade main gamela..I denga u la.
Chics: Lepas tu kan I borak dengan Nikkit..bla..bla..sedih laa..
Ag: Hehehe.
Chics: Hey, apsal gelak, I kan sedih ni. So you kenela bagi expression sedih, bukan gelak.
Ag: Oh..Kesian baby I. Takpe, jangan sedih I ade.
Chics: Dahla tak nak cakap dah. U mainlah game kay.
Ag: Hah, Gerrard baru score!


Aduhhh..


Serius.. aku tak taula nak marah ke nak apa dah...


Kalau cakap pasrah, bleh?

Meet the barkers..arf..arff..

I was watching Meet The Barkers last night. It's sort of real-world series of Travis Barker of Blink 182 and his fiancee Seanna Whateverherfamilynameis [but assumed it's Barker]. You remember Travis? The skinny drummer with tattoo all over his body? The one with the skinniest body amongst the other two? He was engaged to Seanna Miller, some Miss America or something.

Travis and fiancee

Eh, no. I don't fancy Travis. He's too skinny for my liking but there is something that I like about him. Yeah, perhaps the tattoo thingy is cool, plus the piercing but that's not it [too much tattoo turns me off]. I just adore the way he treated his kids. So fatherly. No more "Warghh..I'm a punk junkie" attitude. Just normal loving father.


In the series, they were not really married but soon to be.. Still, they are having two kids after sharing few years together as a couple. Seanna was fun and so was Travis. Seeing Travis with his kids and seeing him with Seanna really melted my heart. I don't know whether it's just plain acting or whatever scene they were pulling over there but I think he's a great guy. Just looked at his face when he played with his kids, spending his time with them and the moment when he lay around with Seanna and embracing each other. Maybe they are good actors but somehow I think it's real, not like that Jessica Simpson [although I must say, I feel like groping her ass]


Now, have you ever seen any punk or guys with tattoo or piercing all over their body, someone like Travis [Just leave his money aside, kay?]? What will you say if they want to be with you? I would say.."Hey, I like your style but can you loose your hair?" * But that's just me. My taste might differ from yours. But I can tell, most of us will snicker if this type of guy approached us [including me]. It's like ..are you talking to me? Are you lost? If you do, can you please get lost?


What I am trying to say is..Why can't we give people a chance? Why judge people on their appearance rather than finding out yourself? It doesn't mean that people with piercing and fake boobs are born with black heart. Whatever they did with their appearance are their own business and it got nothing to do with they way they treat people.


I am tired of meeting so called behave guy. First, I can't behave that well myself and I would feel a complete idiot around him and second, come on..don't tell me you can really behave like that for the rest of you life. Who are you kidding? Once in a blue moon you may ask me to bring out that whip and ermm..ok we are in a holy month, sorry.


Then again.. Am not saying I want a trash either.


Ehe now you got me mixed up. I was actually talking about perception toward people not about what type of guy who I would go for.


Ok. Back to my point, the next time you want to make a first impression about a stranger [take chics for a start] hold your thought, instead..why not give them a chance. It's nothing wrong to have faith in people.


So there you go. Before I make Fadzilah Kamsah cry with my so-called-enlighten-speech, I better let you bunnies finish your job.


Have a good day ahead kay?





*Answer might vary depending on situation.

Are you fasting today?

Since last week, my colleagues had been asking me this question


"Are you fasting today?"


And for hundred times I answered them by saying "Not todayla, but soon". I must say ,they were quite excited by the fact that I will have to fast for a month. No, actually they were more excited imagining themselves indulging with good food from pasar ramadhan.


So yesterday, during lunch, I was telling them that that would be my last lunch for this month.


Colleague 1: You sure that's enough or not? You can't eat tomorrow you know.


Me: Yeaah. I am full already *eating my mee hoon tomyam*


Colleague 2: So what are gonna do tonight? You have to perform some kind of prayer right?


Me: Semayang terawikh. And tomorrow shall have sahur.


Colleague 1: What is sahur?
Colleague 3: She have to eat before dawn laaa..


Coleague 2: Then for buka you can go pasar malam right? Wah, I made a pact with my bf already to go puasa pasar malam on this weekend.


Me: It's pasar ramadhanlah. Anyway, dependslah, not necessary I go to pasar ramadhan tomorrow. As long as halal, anything will do.


Colleague 1: Ey, I want to ask you one question. Why is it, that Malay cannot eat pork?*She always give me this kind of question*


Me: Well, it's forbidden in our religion. But I read it somewhere that actually pig has tape worms attached to their stomach. So it's not so hygienic. That's scientifically


Colleague 1: Oh, so it's because of hygenic thingyla? Because someone told me that Malay cannot eat because you guys sort of perform some kind of sembahyang to worship the pig.


Me:What??No!!!*laugh out loud*
The rest of my colleagues turned red and one of them was laughing hysterically.


Where the hell did she heard this from? Which moron told her this? I don't blame her, she's so naive and I think I'm the only Malay friends she ever befriended with. Perhaps she got mixed up with Hindus and their believes.


But if I managed to find the culprit, I want to sekeh his head.


Anyway, to my Muslim reader [eceh, macamla banyak sangat orang baca blog aku ni kan ], happy fasting.


May this month be the best month ever.

Jelly heart

Jelly heart

So I said to those the girls who sat on my front row "You guys are going to visit me at the old folks home when we get old" while wiping out my tears, after laughing out loud.


"Shut up chics, dun say that.I hate it when you said that" Said the girl with long silky hair. She rolled her eyes so that she will looked so annoyed, actually she looked funny [don't tell her this, kay..promise?]with a fork in her hand, as if she's ready to poke my eyes [.


I just throw a small laugh. "Come on, it's true ok". Then the girl besides me spoke meekly."I think I want to book a bed beside you", half laughing.
I studied her face." Oh, then you will be on my right and Nad will be on my left. We shall be happy at the old folks home.Haha"


The girl with the hair dress who was seated next to miss silky hair just stared at us, disbelieve, still she continued eating. Ahah, she's thin allright, but she can eat a lot.
"No, you guys are not going to end up at old folks home, I'll built a small shelter for you guys somewhere near where I stay". The silky haired girl still doesn't want to quit.


"Can we have double decker bed?" Asked Nad, out of no where, eagerly.


Yes Nad, sure you can. As long as you remember to prepare muffin for her every morning,and Tina sweep the lawn and I my self have to carry out my most hated chores, folding clothes.. I think double decker bed shouldn't be any problem.


How times flies. The girl with the silky hair used to tell me almost, almost everyday that she will be the last woman standing but hey, gorgeous girls won't stay single for that long. I used to sleep with her and bored her with my stories until she fall asleep even before I manage to get to my point. Still, I love her all the same. You know the vision of crawling under her bed during prep hours are still vividly on my mind. The vision of us, doing prep with our ikan in the Hawaii room is still fresh, as fresh as the smell of that Hawaiian room itself. And now, there she was, glowing, heart full of flowers, beaming. I must say, I never saw her like this before. Truly, I am happy for her.


She was one of the three that night. Those who sat in front of me shall be soon belong to someone, very soon. Over the years, these are the people who shared my laugh and tears. These are the people who I don't mind getting my tits groped. I mean, I get to grope theirs in return. What I was trying to say is, with these girls. . I know that I can say anything, share anything. They won't judge they will stick with me no matter what happens.


"Do you think you will cry when it really happens?" The girl beside me asked not so long time ago. I stared at her, forcing a smile.


Obviously.



But hey, I rather cry seeing her in this way than see her cry every time she gets her heart broken.


I..love her. So much.
For.. she was always there for me when the world seemed to crumble, right in front of my eyes.

Fishes

My weekend was great. On Saturday went out with my sisters and on Sunday went out with my love. Both included sea creatures.


Saturday, I feel like my heart is getting smashed seeing all my favourite girls are soon to be wed. Probably that is the last time I got to eat with them as in before Ramadhan. Nope, am not going to talk about it any more further. Probably on other day, not on Monday. I have enough of tension okayyy.


But the Sunday trip was more cheery. Thanks to my provoking skill, I managed to drag ag to aquaria. Well, it was not that big, still it managed to make jump with excitement. Yeah, am that easy to please. Just bring me to the zoo or any animal sanctuary, and you could see the 15 years old girl in me.


Oh, we even saw this guy in fantastic four outfits, I think he is the trained diver to feed all the fishes in the big tank. And I think that soo cool. You know if I have the chance to do that, I might want to wear some mermaid out fit. You know like swim swim and play with the sharks. Yeah, just like Paris did in simple life. Haha


Baby, can we take scuba lesson?

cutie, you want to follow kakak home?




Some eye-catching fish

We wrapped up the day by having scrumptious dinner at my fav restaurant, Sundanese.Yumm..Yummm!!


Oh, the rest of the pics are here.Enjoy your Monday bunnies!

Haltered

Hello bunnies.


It's Sunday and I'm bummed.
Last night me and my girls
went to Seoul to err..fest before fasting month come.


The result, I feel fat today
and I swear my thighs are getting bigger [at least that's what my eyes told me]


Nyway, got to go.
This is my last chance to wear halter top for this whole month.
Next week, it shall be proper okla not to say proper
but decent dressing.


Have a great day bunnies
and try not to think that tomorrow is Monday.


Muah muah-->You are going to miss this when Ramadhan come.Haha