Haha!

Hah.


A boring night indeed. No I did not join the celebration. I prefer to be cultured in my own space thank you.


Boredom, yes. But managed to find this link and hell, it made me laugh.


Passive aggrassive notes are a website dedicated to aggressive notes. Tak nak cakap eyes to eyes which is passive but instead write a note. Or more.


This one, really made me cackle.


during his fourth year of college, andrew from waterloo says he lived with some seriously passive-aggressive roommates. the following three notes all went up within a 48-hour period:

andrew couldn't resist adding one of his own...

it was taken down.




Haha!

Selamat Hari Merdeka ke 50 Malaysia

I am not good in being patriotic, so this is my version of patriotism.

When he was in Kenya, Ros Kamal made a nazar but he didn't have the chance to accomplish it. Now that he is in Egypt, inevitably he had to compensate the nazar by paying fidyah. Since he doesn't have so much time to perform what is needed, my emak decided to pay on his behalf.


The easiest way is to feed or bersedekah to 60 fakir miskin or, to make it more easy, 2 ringgit [harga 1 kg beras] times 60 which is rm 120. Or more, the better.


Emak thought, she would find the time to visit some sekolah anak yatim and pay the fidyah.


She went to Jakarta on Sunday and was back on Tuesday. Yesterday morning she told me that she paid half of the fidyah. I asked her, how come? since she just got back from Jakarta.



The she told me her story.

While she was in Jakarta, she stayed with dad former driver, Pak yusa and his wife neneng. Both of them live with neneng's mother in a single story house. I went there for hari raya 3 years back and trust me their single story doesn't look like our single story at all. Smaller, way smaller. So to have someone to sleep in the kitchen is somewhat absurd.


Now neneng has a maid and she was the one who had to sleep in the kitchen. No, neneng and pak yusa were not ruthless people but the house was too small to cater more than their family could hold. So why did they hire the maid you ask? Simply because the maid desperately need a job that she is willing to even sleep on the kitchen's floor.


At night, when everyone is sleeping, the poor lady would wake up to perform tahajjud and other prayers. Family members who happened to wake up at night for nature call always stumble upon her doing her prayers.


On the last day at Jakarta, emak realised she had extra money, just few hundred extra[our money]. She thought she wanted to change them back from rupiah to ringgit but then she suddenly thought of the maid. She then asked neneng's mother more about the maid. Whether the maid will be a good candidate to receive the money for fidyah.


According to neneng's mother, she is now pregnant with 2 kids. Her husband left her for another woman. She had no choice but to leave her two kids in her sister hand and look for a job, to support her 2 children and the baby that soon be born. They live in a very small house back at their kampung. Yes, she is a good candidate.


So emak went to her and told her she wanted to pay the fidyah and she would be the one who would be receiving the money, she was happy when emak started to recite the akad. Now, emak only have rm100 in her hand to spare. The rest were shell out for airport tax and other necessary bills. After she hands her the money, emak went inside the bathroom.


When she came out, she heard the maid crying. Puzzled, she asked why did she cry.


Suddenly, the lady went down on knees and hugs my mum's feet. Tears were all over her face


She told emak, never in her life anyone gave me that much money. She just doesn't know how to thank emak.


It's ok emak said, it is for fidyah but she hugged emak tightly and said she will pray for emak every night. That God will bless emak and our family. By this time, emak was already in tears.




No. This is not the story about how dermawan my emak is. Giving RM 100 can't be considered as dermawan since you can spend that amount of money within seconds here.


But to her, RM100 ringgit had made her kneeled on her knees and cry.

Hearing the story made me cry too. I didn't know rm100 would make a big difference for someone.




How would you react if someone give you rm100?
I know I would smile and say thank you.
But I don't think I will cry.



I don't put or display jalur gemilang in front of my house nor even at my car. But I try not to litter around and I am trying my best not to discriminate people although sometimes I did. And I am still trying my best to achieve the "merdeka" state of mind.


As weird and not patriotic as it may seem, I guess that is my way to show I am grateful to be born here where 100 ringgit doesn't really make much difference nowadays.

Hmm. I have so many things inside to tell but like the lady and the rm100 I just don't know how to say it.

Selamat ulangtahun kemerdekaan ke 50 Malaysia. Semoga rakyatmu lebih tahu mengenal erti apa itu rakyat merdeka.

Stress

Just woke up. Bleh?


Don't blame me, I sleep around 4 a.m last night.


Anyway, I have no mood to write craps today sebab I have a paper to sit later in the evening and adalah tak belajar ini. And the paper is 30%. Aku kalau jadi Menteri Pelajaran, memang aku abolish semua paper-paper ni ok. I mean, how do you tell whether someone is smart or the other way around by just asking them to answer shitty questions? Aku rasa teknik buat asssigment and research lagi berkesanla.


Whatever.


Oh. I was tagged by nezjoe. Aku bagi tajuknya sebagai 4 things.

4 things that scare me:

• Losing the people that I love
• Tengok kapal besar and apatah lagi nak suruh aku naik.Boleh nangis ok
• Terkentut dengan kuat dalam lif
• The decease of my ngiaus

4 people who make me laugh:

• Teteks
• Epy ;)
• June
• Fieda

4 things i love:

• Blogging
• Shopping alone.
• Lepaking with teteks and talk crap all the way
• Makan at my favourite places dengan banyak sekali

4 things i hate:

• Sweet talkers and pengote
• Penzalim binatang.
• People who think they are super hot and other are just bunch of taik
• Copycat

4 things i don't understand:

• Why can't everyone respect and love each other despite races and religions?
• Why am I still not studying when my paper is at 7.45 today?
• Why can't I park the car properly?
• Kenapa kucing aku suka kencing dekat tangga walaupon dah sejuta kali aku mop?

4 things on my desk:

• Chloe
• The frog plushie, azman ghani
• Books
• My degree convo picture with my bloated face

4 things i'm doing right now:

• Garuk-garuk muka
• Menahan sakit perut
• Doing this tag
• Dengar lagu Masterpiece by Atlantic Star. Ol skool ok?

4 things i want to do before i die:

• Get married
• Repent,like for real
• Travel around the world and take lots of pictures
• Get a book, magazine published

4 simple things to describe my personality:

• Cepat naik darah
• Agak cacat
• I curse when I am happy, mad, angry, horny..i curse most of the time
• Berhati lembut [hehe]

4 things i can't do:

• Megontrol ayu
  
• Neglect my mum
• Tak tido untuk siapkan assignment. Mustahil ini
• Pretend to like some one when I don't
  

So there you go.And again, I am tagging anyone who doesn't know what to write or those who simply want to waste their time while waiting for the clock to strike 5.

Heating pad

Right now I am feeling sleepy and annoyed. Sleepy because it is already 1.00 a.m and annoyed because I have to force myself to memorise the whole chapter of ethics and another 4 chapter to go before the paper on wednesday.


Oh. I did not manage to go to dr shad class yesterday although aku dah sampai dan dah duduk dah pon dalam kelas tu. But 5 minutes later I packed my things and leave.


Oh no. Dr shad is fine, like always and he did not arrived yet when I decided I need to be at home rather than that place. The person who annoyed me was the pak guard. My class were after office hours, late evening and I am not in the mood to go so I decided to wear a collared baby t but hey it was not the ketat one. So, when I approached the gate, there was this kancil in front of me, terhegeh-hegeh nak masuk menyebabkan keretaku ditahan oleh pak guard itu untuk memberi laluan to that car but one thing leads to another.


He must be super poyo that day when he asked me to wind down my window and starting to ask me why the hell am I wearing a short sleeve baju and followed by an annoying session of lecturing. Apa lanchau kau nak kecoh aku pakai baju apa when it's already malam and ini bukannya zaman degree diploma ok. Fine, I know he was only doing his job but perlu ke cakap as if aku ni baru umor 18 tahun ala-ala nak amik diploma and I was sooooooooooooo not in a good mood that time. So setelah die berucap dengan panjang, he paused and I just looked at his face. Aku seres takde mood nak buat aksi bimbo seperti sedia kala. But this guy, would not let me go until I said the magic word "sorry". Well, I am not going to say sorry for something that aku rasa aku tak deserve nak cakap sorry. Tapi disebabkan aku dah malas nak tengok muka dia and all the cars start to honk [babi tau sape ynag suka honk honk ni] I finally said sorry. As I guessed dia dengan muka bangga cakap "lain kali jangan buat lagi" and let me pass.


I mean, apa kaitan pakai baju dengan belajar dengan tekun? I don't see the relevance. Sorry. No, please don't give me any shit so called-keinsafan advice. I just don't have the time to listen to them or more precisely I don't give a fuck and not interested to listen.


So I thought that was it tapi bila sampai faculty, takde parkingla pulak which forced me to venture into the lecturer's parking. Tapiiiiiiiiiii pabila aku nak corner terdengar bunyik trrrrrrrrrrrrr grukkgrukkkkkkk. Apakahhhhhhhhhhh?


I had run through a divider dan kereta sudah naik diatas divider and thanks to my rally skill, the divider itu tiba-tiba berada in between the front and back tyres, stuck in the middle of the car. Masa tu ramaila plakkan orang dekat depan tu. Semua adalah senyap dan memandang ke arah ku ok sampil buat muka "gasp, apa tu?". If you ask me, I feel like buat-buat pengsan that time but or selambe aje brentikan kreta aku dekat situ and terus pegi class, deal with the car later. Butttttttttttttttttttttttttttt, I forced myself to get out from that situation dengan selambe tekan minyak sekuat hati dimana telah mengakibatkan bunyik trrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr grukgrukk dan ye mata-mata masih memandang.


Babi.


How, did I react after that? Dengan berlagak ko-ol I get out of the car as if nothing happen. Pegila mati, bukannya korang kenal aku pon. Haha[gelak kaver malu].


So. When I sat in class, I feel the taikness started to invade me where, even if I forced/ spank/ slap/ grope myself to stay in class I would just feel like rotting and hence buat muka taik. So baiklah aku balik.


Yes, I know. I so mengikut emosi but who the fuck cares. This is me.

Last weekend

Bunnies. How was the weekend? Mine was great. More eating and stuffing my fat face. I likeee even though I always whine after seeing what those fattening food had turned me into.


Here are the pictures. I wish Tina and Nick was there. Kind of missed themlah :(

They know every trick to a yummylicious bbqed stuff



Keirun and Fadzi getting ready to eat



Keirun and chics,tak sabar nak melahap



Yeayyyyyyyyyyyyy.Makannnnn




Honestly, none of us can really tell what kind of meat these were but janji halallllll.



Muka setelah kenyang



Ito helping himself setelah penat membbq



Chics stim setelah memakan mushroom soup yang sedap disamping nikkit yang disayangi

And now, as usual aku sakit perut akibat banyak makan. Which make me wonder,what actually happen to me and also at the same time make me worried.


Butttttttttttt. I promise to diet after this. Betulla!

Ok bunnies, I am off to bed now.

Need a life

What would you do on saturday evening when you are not out partying or even lepaking?


Whine!

1. God. I used not to understand why adult have to diet. I thought I will stay skinny forever and I was damn wrong. My face bloat like I-don't-know-how-to-describe with black circle around my eyes. Macam lanch ok. Yes, panda made it through with cuteness with her black eyed eyes but not me. How did she do it, I don't really know. Don't let me start to talk about my tummy and my thighs. Thinking about them already made me naik angin.
   




2. My hair desperately need attention but I have my own issue that it still stay that way. What issues? Too complicated to tell.




3. I need a new baju and skirts and sluar and shoes and handbangs. Lots and lots of them . But, I am broke. Please don't ask me what did I do or will do with my money. Sungguh lanch mahu mengexplain.
   




4. I need a social life.Not that I don't have want but I want it to sizzle more. I think my decision to continue studying has turned me into a boring slob. Not really a slob but it makes me care less about everything except my paper. Which at this time not entirely true coz I had to spank myself to start working on the assignment.




5. I decided that maybe after the class, the whole thing is over I will need a nice vacation which includes water rafting, bungee jumping and err..whatever it takes to get my adrenaline pumped. And yes, take the diving license but I have to practice not to panic first. Which sounds impossible.




6. Or maybe all I need is to go dating and get laid.Hmm sounds like a plan.



7. * This is added at 11.29 p.m after a session of web browsing.* I stumbled upon a page that showed the wedding of azizah ariffin. Husband dia adalah agak kacak ok. Rambut panjang putih-putih gitu. And he is 10 years younger than her. Some people are really lucky. Yew bunnies think, ada ke tak budak 17 tahun nak dekat aku? Haha

Tiada motif

Yesterday was a hectic one and tiring.


Since it is only a month before ramadhan, i thought this would be a good month to clear my debts, my puasa I mean.


Kan. Dah nak dekat baru nak menggelupur.


So yesterday happened to be a nice day to puasa because it was raining the whole day. But, Iam feeling extermely hungry and horny.


Bodoh betulla.asyik-asyik aku tengok cikedis atas meja yang aku tak abis makan semalam but I told myself. Rilekla lagi beberapa jam je lagi. Then my boss called asking me to show him the way to Kota Damansara. Dia ni nama je reti business tapi bab jalan-jalan memang fail la. Well, hehe if you know me , I am too not so good with route but I have improve tremendously ok. So I told him to come and see me sebab dia pon ada benda yang dia nak ambik. Rude tak rude aku ni suruh boss datang jumpa? Haha.


Anyway dengan segala kepenatan, I decided to watch E! untuk melekakan diri sendiri when suddenly feel like terkench. That time it was already 3.45 pm.


And I think you can guess what happen when I unzipped my pants.
Adalah marah dan kecewa. Sudah dekat pukul 4 barulah tahu hari ini tak payah puasa.


Disebabkan kecewa dan marah, telah memakan makanan maid ynag tidak dimakan oleh maid sebab dia dah chow awal. Juga, bertindak mengikut boss ke kota damansara setelah menghabiskan cikedis. Dimana kemudian adalah pergi memakan ramen di sakae dan diikuti oleh membeli big apple 1 kotak.


Dan balik ke rumah terus tido akibat kekenyangan yang keterlaluan.


I totally forgot that I am supposed to diet. I mean before gwen concet, actually I was planning to wear my tube butttttttttt bila aku pakai tetibe perut aku nampak boroi gile and plus I can't get into any of my jeans comfortably. But then again, I would like to put the blame to my menses for making me bloat.Tidak, ini semua salah dia, mana mungkin aku boroi [denial haha].


I end this entry yang tidak bermotif dengan thank you.

Ashley is not yours!

Earlier this year, Aunty Maria found a cat, a persian who was straying around her neighbourhood. She loves cats, yes but she can't afford to adopt one since her husband is not so fond of cats. So, she asked my mum to take car of the cat. My mum was reluctant at first because we already have so many cats living with us and don't think another one would be a good idea but Aunty Maria insisted saying no one will take care of the poor cat.


So, we did [seperti kes kes yang lain]. We named him Ashley because of his ash-like colour. And we thought he was a kitten because that time he was so small and scrawny and bony.


But we were wrong. Looking form his teeth development, he is definitely not a kitten. He was just malnutritioned and the theory was right because less than 2 months he blossom to be a big handsome cat.


Now, because we know that he is not our cat, my mum advertise ashley in most of the petshop and vet in Shah Alam to find his real owner and we even asked around. I mean, we know the agony of losing beloved cats.


My mum also asked her friends include this lady that I call Mak na. Mak na earlier told my mum that she lost a cat, in fact it is a persian. So my mum probed her more. Manalah tahu tu kucing diakan, bolehla bagi balik.


She said, her lost kitten [not even an adult cat] was a female cat and she was still small when she went missing.


Ok. So that could not be her cat because Ashley is a boy.


Because Ashley is a new cat, he is not so welcomed by the others, so we decided to put him inside the cat cage outside, with Jessie . Now, every tuesday, my house will be the gathering place for people to learn tafsir Quran which one of the students is Mak Na. She always passed by the cat's cage and said nothing.


When Ros Kamal left for Egypt, mom decided to let Ashley into the house so he could play freely.And of course with his thick fur, staying outside under the hot sun is a big no no. So now, Ashley who has developed from scrawny cat to a big bushy beautiful creature enjoys his own time pleasuring insde the house, even during the kelas tafsir.


Suddenly last week Mak Na said something weird "Mak na rasa nilah kucing mak na yang hilang tu" and point at ashley yg tengah terkangkang atas simen.


My mum wrinkled her brow


emak: Tapi mak na cakap kucing makna betina ni jantan
mak na: eh, ye ke betina, mak na rasa kucing makna jantanlah.


emak: hmm. kucing makna tu dah dikasi[castray] ke belum?
mak na: belum
emak: Oh kucing ni dah kasi


mak na: Oh, tak tahulah. agaknya orang yang ambik kucing mak na tu dah kasikan dia tak?
emak: kucing ni dah besarla, kucing mak na yang hilang tu kan kitten
mak na: bla..bla


But she get her point straight. She think that is her lost cat and she wants it back.


So yesterday, when I arrived at home she was at my doorstep. "Na, makcik nak tengok kucing tu boleh?"


Politely I invited her and another macik in walaupon aku series nak tutup pintu.
Makcik yang lagi sorang tu pon aku angin gak, dulu yo yo o je bela kucing lepas tu ignorekan, kucing dia skang kesian aku tgk, 24 jam kelaparan. Terpaksa mencurik makan dekat rumah aku sambil menyebarkan kurapnye kepada kitten-kitten yang di dalam sangkar. bagusla tu.


So they went inspecting the cat while aku berpura-pura bz buat apa tah.


"Dulu bulu leher dia tak panjang macam sekarang kan?" she asked
I said "Eh, takdelah, bulu dia memang dah panjang". Which is true ok. Siap kene potong sebab bersimpul-simpul.


"Yelah, rasanya ni kucing makcik ni"
I keep quiet.


"Tak pelah takde rezekila tu"
I am still quiet. And then she keep repeating that's her cat and the takde rezeki part.


I assume she is waiting for me to say "Oh ambikla kucing tu". Yeah right. Jangan harap.


First, she said earlier that her cat is female but shen she know Ashley is a male cat tetibe tukar cakap kucing hilang dia tu jantan and she said it was a kitten but ashley ni dah bapak besar ok. And she said the cat is not castrated but ashley is. Second, she is shocked to learn that we let ashley stay inside the house while her cats stay outside the house. I mean, what type of idiot are you? Kau bela kucing persian lepas tu kau suruh duduk kat luar lepas tu expect kucing kau tak kene curik? Third, she asked me what I feed Ashley that he became so big, I told her it's iams and asked her about her cat's food. Dia jawab"tahla mak cik pon tak tahu". Apaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa? Kau tak tahu kucing kau makan apa?


Excuse me, but you sound so irresponsible to me.


So she left after I still decided not to say anything.


But she called my mum. She said, she is willing to trade ashley with her cat dekat rumah. What kind of owner are you when you are willing to trade your cat? Oh, sebab kucing kau kat rumah tu buruk, kau sanggup kasik kat orang? Ala takpela ,sebab nak tukar dengan kucing persian. Like wtf


I really hate it when people aske me"ada tak kucing kau yang bulu panjang, kalau ada aku nak". Lanchau engkaula. Nak bulu panjang aje, kucing biasa tak nak. Nak yang chantek je lepas tu bagi makan friskies. First of all, do you know that by owning persian in Malaysia, you are technically torturing them with the heat? If you do, please make sure your house is air conditioned. And if you are truly an animal loverlah kan, bulu panjang ke, bulu pendek ke, takde bulu ke, bulu kerinting ke, ko takkan kesahnyela.


My point is, I really can not tahan when she said, she is willing to tukarkan her kucing yang buruk kepada kucing yang chantek. Kucing pon ada perasaan ok? Apa perasaan kau bila masa kecik kau buruk, mak kau tuka kau untuk baby yang lebih comel?


My mum said no. Because we already love ashley even dia telah mengasah kukunya dekat sofa sampai dah berbekas.


I said no because i love ashley and that lady is not convincing enough.


I mean, let say there's someone who respond to our ads and have enough proof to say ashley is hers, even I feel sad, I will let ashley go because I know he will be in a good hands. And, I know the fact that she is not mine, the real owner deserve to get her cat back


My mum wanted to pay that lady [because she doesn't want to let ashley dibiarkan duduk dekat luar if we give him to her] since she asked for something in return if we still degil want to keep ashley.


I feel cheated if my mum pays her.


But at the same time, doesn't want to let ashley go to her.


So I told my mum to follow my way. Next kelas tafsir we would both act as if nothing happen and if she started to talk about her missing cat, buat bodoh je.


Cakapla berapa banyak kau nak. Pedulik apa aku.
I don't really like to entertain people who keep changing their facts just to get what they want.


Oh. My message, if you ever want to buy, bela a cat, please love them dearly. Love them forever. Sometimes I don't understand owners who decided to leave their cats behind or to give the cats away sebab nak balik kampung or nak pindah rumah baru. tak kesian ke kucing tu?tak sayang ke?tak rindu ke?



But I guess that's just me.

The great sweet escape

I just got back. from Gwen's concert.


Like !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Yes. I know!!

And yes, I am still officially broke until further notice. But, fairygodmothers save my day. Dengan membelanja saya untuk menonton si gwen yang hot itu.Thank you!

Yes fairygodmothers also come in baby t and the middle is the boroi cinderella :(

So.


How was the concert u ask?


It was fuckingly best till tak tahu nak cakap camne dah. I nearly cried ok when she appeared. Boleh? Like so poyo but haha who cares.


I nearly went pekak because fadzi was yelling like perempuan meroyan[quoting from nikkit] and am losing voice myself.

Pemenang kaki jerit

Gwen was and is such a babelah. Sungguh jelita dan energatic tanpa perlu memakai bulu-bulu ayam ataupon sayap kelawar ketika membuat concert. She sang most of her famous songs which include my favourite what are you waiting for and cool ohhh and also the monkey song. sweet escape.

The stadium without Gwen



No, this is not Gwen. Not even her tangan look like gwen :( [tapi kau tunggulah beberapa bulan lagi. tah berapa kali dah cakap camni kan haha]



The stadium with Gwen but tak nampakla plakkan. Tula sape sroh tak pegi haha[riak]

Yeah. Obviously I don't really know what to write. Something it's so difficult to describe something coz if you try too hard, you will spoil it.


But. It was great.



She made me sang wooo weewooo all the way home.


Gwen Stefani rocks!
Can I kiss yewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww?


Please?




Oh. I am so happyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy.

Mengapakah?

I have a friend who I known from skolah rendah. During standard six, miss chee asked him to sit beside me because I was such a clever girl + pelajar contoh + pengawas berdedikasi + suka menlong guru + rajin dan segala-galanya yang elok. And he.. haih he always kene diri atas krusi sebab malas buat homework despite the saying "budak cina selalu rajin".


After I left primary lost contact with him until miss pan asian mentioned about his chinese guy friend yang bernama yip dan aku terus menjerit "Adakah itu yip yew wai?"


I have been looking for him since and so did he. Thanks to miss pan asian, we managed to jejak kasih each other and until today we are still in contact. He is now an engineer at Shell Miri.


We both have been pretty bust lately but last night, I managed to tak to him on YM, the usual hi and hello and kata kata makian. And then..


yip: tak dpt menawan ati ko pun
chics: sebab aku hanya pergi dekat org yg serius dan single


yip: dulu aku single n available ah
chics: bile mase ko single tah


yip: masa darjah 6 ?
yip: masa aku balik UK ?

chics: hahaha
chics: dajah 6?
chics: lama gila sial


yip: weh betul ah
yip: aku mgg suka kat ko masa darjah 6
yip: ko ingat tak stiker gamba smurf ko bg aku ? aku tmpal kat wallet aku[seres tak ingat ok]
yip: ko je tak layan aku
yip: sb ko ingat aku ni bodo tak reti blaja


Apakah?Aku seres tak tau dowh!


chics: alamak sweetnyeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
chics: takla
chics: aku tak tau ponla ko suke dekat aku
chics: seres dowh


yip: ye ah
yip: aku penah try tepon ko ah
yip: tp aku ni pengecut kan
yip: tak tau nk ckp apa
yip: so senyap je
yip: pastu tau2 ko da gi skola asrama


waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh.


chics: alamakkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk
chics: ko ni sweeetlaaaaaaa yipppppppppppppppppppppp


yip: weh ada lagik
yip: aku bukan nk buat citer ni
chics: yelaaaa


yip: aku ada try carik no fon ko kat tun fatimah ko tu
yip: tp aku tak jmpa
yip: tah sapa tah aku tanya
yip: tak ingat da
yip: dia org ckp ko budak bermasalah kat sana
yip: kena transfer class tambahan eh ?
yip: hehe


chics: hahahahha
chics: class tambahan apala?
yip: tah



chics: tahh eee
chics: eeee ko caring dekat akulaaaa..eeeeeeeeeeeeeee yip


Taik.


Pertama:- Taikla ko yip, apsal dah 15 tahun baru ko nak cakap kau suka akula. Lepas tu nak bukak crite sweet sweetla plakkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk. Adalah sudah terlambat itu.Dahla aku suke cina.


Kedua:-Taikla. Siapa yang pergi menyebarkan cerita aku budak bermasalah itu hah?Kelas tambahanla apala. Kalau ye pon betul, diam-diamla boleh tak? Perlu ke nak menjatuhkan reputasi aku sebagai pelajar cemerlang? Sheshhh.


Dan ayatnya yang terakhir adalah menggugat aku sebagai seorang yang mata duitan.


yip: aku da bli keta
yip: psl aku tension, aku bli jek
chics: yeayy kete apa
yip: BMW


Haih. Nasibla kau tak cakap kau beli jaguar and nasibla aku tak main amik bf orang.


Nasibla hari ini aku akan melakukan aktiviti gembira jika tidak..mungkin tiada apa-apa..Heeee
Sekian

Dozing off

At this moment I am so worn out. Was occupied from the morning and now, despite the published time is 12.00 but it's only 10.00, the bed is calling me already.


Should be glad I arrived safe and sound despite being menggelupur while driving few minutes ago. You see when you are tired, like very tired, you suddenly lost your ability to drive like rempit instead you drive as if you only obtained your P license yesterday.


I had to gigil and look more than 3 times to my side mirror and front mirror before changing lanes. Felt like it was so unsafe and some car will hit me anytime. That type of feeling.


And when I was on the flyover, somehow I imagined my car tiba-tiba terlanggar divider and it fall down from the flyover which send me some shivers to my spine.Thus, forced myself to open my eyes widely. Ko jangan nak ngegada mati jatuh divider ok. Buka mata besar-besar. Bukakkkkk.


Pandang depan pon dah macam confuse sebab semua lampu-lampu sangat mengkonfiuskan dan rasa seperti mahu keluar kereta menjerit dan marah-marah kereta yang lalu lalang.


While I was driving, I somehow had the feeling I might terrrtido or terrrrrlanggar kete orang sket but here I am, safe and ermm..sleepy.


I am glad that I pinched my peha to stay awake and I am glad that I really gripped the steering.


I am glad I am still be able to blog.


Ok, enough crap. Time to sleep.


Good night. Sweet dream. Muah on the right and muah on the left.

Shall we dance

My mum is making herself busy, by enrolling few activities.


In the morning she will go for jogging and taichi and followed by sera-jam thingy. I am still safe sebab she did not managed to pujuk me to join those things because I am super duper malas.


Last week, I learned that she joined some kelas memasak and learned how to cook pizza. So, last Tuesday she was mempraktikkan segala ajaran dengan memasak pizza dirumah. Now, I was running late for the class but she made me stay a while some more sebab dia nak kasik bekal pizza for her daughter yang gigih berpuasa. Sweett tak sweet mak aku ni? Siap nak bekal-bekalkan. Sweeeeeeeeeeet.


And then she told me that next Tuesday she will be busy because she will be learning cha cha. Not making bubur cha cha but how to dance cha cha. And ahah, the next lesson after cha cha will be salsa.


Mama mia![ok aku rasa ni bukan spanish tapi aku letak gakla sebab nak expression lebih.haha].


Komfem lepas ni habis aku kene titik, sial.


Jangan cakap nak blaja belly dancing sudah.
Terus tergugat aku.


Enjoy your weekend bunnies.

Another tag

I've been tagged by tina.

The Rules:

Post these rules before you give the facts.

List 8 random facts about yourself.

At the end of your post, choose (tag) 8 people and list their names (linking to them).

Leave them a comment on their blog letting them know they've been tagged!

Fact No. 1: I use cider vinegar as the final rinse for my hair


For the shampoo and conditioner I use redken but I still think my hair need a little boost apart from those two. I found out that cider vinegar could bring the shine out of your hair and make it more manageable. Before ending your mandi mandi session, add 2 caps of cider vinegar to 1/4 of water and rinse your hair with it. Ye, cider vinegar ala-ala masamla baunye kan so, tapi jangan rinse your hair with normal water after that but kalau nak rinse tempat-tempat lain yang terkena that vinegar bolehla. So far I am satisfied with the result.


Fact No. 2: When I sleep, I sleep.


Hehe. Bongok tak tajuk dia but yeah when I sleep, I really want to sleep. Tolong jangan cakap kuat-kuat or tetibe nak bukak lampu. Komfem kene maki.Or if you happen to sleep with me, janganlah terasa if you want to peluk aku tetengah malam dan aku marah. I can't explain why but when I sleep, I sleep, I will become the anti social type or person. Just let me be.


Fact No. 3: I can never lost my temper to my cats


When it comes to losing temper, aku adalah sangat terrer ok.Somehow when my cats membuat onar seperti mengencing or berak atas baju/katil/ krusi or jatuhkan air or pecahkan pinggan aku adalah tidak marah. Mungkin akan bising tetapi tiada perasaan marah. I think it's because I know mereka adalah tidak berotak so buat apa kau nak marah dengan creature yang otaknya tak sesempurna kau kan? Or maybe I am just a sweet person. Haha


Fact No. 4: When I don't like someone I treat that person as if she/he is invisible


Mula-mula aku akan sound. Selepas itu aku akan treat dia seperti dia adalah invisible. Ada sorang minah ni back in UM sangat talam dua muka. Depan aku baik gile, blakang aku macam jahanam dan suka buat crite pasal aku and my bf back then. So when day I found out I told her apa aku tak puas hati. Tanak ngaku tu, hoh. Not too long after that she said hi chics but I pretend as if she is not available biar pun semua orang nampak dia tegur aku depan-depan. Please, don't try to be nice with me. Pegila mati.

Fact No. 5: I won pertandingan bercerita masa skolah rendah


Haha. Nak cerita pon macam keji ok!

Fact No. 6: Aku pernah masuk suratkhabar regarding an academic achievement


Haha. Ni pon kalau ingat sungguh keji dan sangat malu. I can't believe Ros Kamal kept the newspaper cutting and it become bahan jenaka for a friend of mine yang berkesempatan melihat keratan akhbar itu. Until today he still make fun of me dan aku mesti rasa nak tumbuk dia everytime he did that.

Fact No. 7: I don't like to join the hype of anything for the sake of joining the crowd


For example, I don't like to go to hartamas square or other places which is sewaktu dengannya on weekends just to be seen or chill out because that place is konon-konon trendy. I don't see the point of meeting friends at that kind of places when nak dengar apa orang cakap pon susah, nak pegi toilet pon susah, tak comfortable lansung. Or, I really want to read I am muslim book by dina zaman but when I saw everybody is reading it, I just don't feel like reading it anymore for now. Maybe when people stop talking about it, then I will.

Fact No. 8: I need my shayang to sleep with me.


If she is not in the room, I will start riuh satu section carik dia satu rumah. Will not sleep unless she is with me. But if she decided to menido di luar I have to deal with it. MJ is the only living things that have the ability to wake me up in the middle of the night hanya sebab nak aku usap-usap cium dia without dimaki [please refer to number 2]. I don't know why but before I hit the sack every night, aku kene cium perut dia yang berlemak dulu dan tekapkan kepala dekat dada dia untuk dengar bunyik purrr purrr. Kemudian tidurlah dengan lena :)

Ok. Obviously I have no idea to blog but there you go.


And now I am tagging;



Anyone who feel like doing the tag sebab dia dah takde idea nak tulis.Heh

Happy Thursday bunnies!

Remember my name.

I have another class with him tomorrow.


I sensed that he doesn't really like me,because I like to buat lawak entah hape-hape semasa dia mengajar. I am sorry if I acted a bit bimboish in class and always ask relevent questions but hello, at least aku try to participate jugak okkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk.


Last week he marah be for drinking in class. He said" Ros Kamal, jangan minum,you dah makan masa break tadi kan?"


Do I look like budak skolah menengah to him? Ok, aku mengakulah aku terbising sket but still.. Perlu ke nak announce satu kelas?


And that was entah berapa kali he called me Ros Kamal even though I corrected him every time, Hello, he said the name everytime ada kelas ok, bukan sekali sekala.Takkanlah tak boleh ingat. Nama aku senang je, satu perkataan sahaja.


Tomorrow, if he calls me Ros Kamal again, I am going to say



"That's my father's name. And he can't hear you calling him because he is in Egypt".


Hope he will remember my name after that.

Paddle pop float

I love ice cream. Like, really. Used to gratify myself every day with baskin but now I am on my diet mission, I will try not to look at the pink blue label anymore.

Too much calories. And the non fattening doesn't taste that nice.

Aha. But lately I managed to find the alternatives. I am now addicted to paddle pop vanilla rutbir [or maybe float flavour, I don't really know but let's just call it paddle pop rutbir okies]. No, please don't tell how much calories it contain but I am assuming it is less than baskin.

The thing is with this ice cream, the size is too small for me. It's a mini ice cream,which explains the cute size and I will never feel satisfied by eating only 1. So, to save time and energy[mengamuk sebab tak cukup] I always buy them in bulk. Like sekali lima or sekali sepuluh. But of course I did not eat it in one go.

So, 4 days ago the whether was hot [alasan nak beli ice cream]so I decided to restock my ice cream in the fridge. It has been a while since I bought that paddle pop float sebab aku sibukla pulak nak beli mat kool wosh perisa kola. Keji memang keji tapi aku beli gakla sebab nak menang sejuta ice cream. Imaginela kalau menang sejuta ice cream,boleh makan sampai mati. Haha best. Tapi ces, sampai hari ni tak menang lagi.

Oh anyway, back to paddle pop, sebab dah lama tak beli I was so nervous when I reached the kedai. Yelah, the possibility for them not to sell that ice cream anymore adalah tinggi. But, yeay they still sell it maka dengan tamaknye aku mengambik sekali banyak untuk dibeli. Dalam ketamakan mengambik ice creams, a group of kids rushed to the ice cream box followed by a man. I assume those kids[adalah dalam 4 ke 5 orang] are the children of that man by the way they address the man as ayah and they look so happy and tak sabar-sabar. Each and everyone of them help themselves with 1 ice cream.

I smiled looking at them and the man smiled at me.

"You beli untuk anak-anak ke?" He asked looking at my tangan yang penuh dengan paddle pop float.

Anakkkk? Akan tetapi wajarkah aku bagitau dia, ice cream tu semua untuk aku makan seorang diri, dikala sunyi?

Perluke aku letak ice cream itu semula dan berpura-pura untuk menyusun mereka?

I just give him my infamous "hehe" smile make my way to the uncle penjaga mesin duit.

Malu dan berasa keji juga disitu.

Lesson learned?

Not really.

Woofie

Woof

When I was small, our singh neighbour who we call ganesh[sebab anak dia nama ganesh]had a dog. Being kids[yang selalu ditakutkan dengan cerita anjing suka gigit], my brother and I were terrified of dogs, any kind, even how cute he looks when he wags his tail.


Ehem. My mum used to send us to mengaji with this one nenek at her house not far from our place. Just walk straight about 3 minutes and you will be ready for a mengaji session. I owed nenek ngaji big time for making me Quran literate although I must say adalah sangat malas mahu pergi mengaji. Yet, she is such a darling and I adore her until today.


So anyway, salah satu alasan untuk tidak pergi mengaji ialah ketakutan terhadap anjing ganesh [ok I hope ganesh doesn't read this, malu aku ok]. The dog, that time were usually unleashed and the gate was somehow often open and not lock thus, anjing itu akan suka haha, lompat ,jalan kemana-mana, which brought terror to us.


So one day, like the usual day, we wore our slippers to get ready to go home after a mengaji session. I was so tak sabar-sabar to go home to watch tv. The moment we walked out of nenek ngaji's gate, I sensed something bad will happen. I saw ganesh's gate was not closed, meaning the dog could be everywhere. I wanted to go back but my brother and I decided redah jela. Haha, my brother that time was not like him today, dia adalah penakut ok[dan aku juga :P].


"Kita lari jelah. Lagi cepat sampai rumah. Kalau lambat-lambat nanti dia nampak kita!" Genius idea, I thought.Haha padan muka anjing ganesh tak dapat kejar kitorang. Haha


So with the count of satu..dua..lariii, the both of us sprint as fast as we can while clutching bags containing muqaddam and rehal with us. Rehal tu gila berat ok.


We were nearly approching our gate when I saw a black dog sneering at us. Dan diikuti dengan girang berlari-lari ke arah kami.


Babi.


Wahhhhhhhhhhhh, gelupurly, we turned back campak bag [seres gelabah ok] and run,aku yang kering masa tu berlari puntang panting dengan mengangkat kain setinggi boleh sambil sebelah tangan menekan skarf dekat kepala yang macam nak tercabut. My brother was shouting while running.


"Neneeekkkkkkkkkkkkkk..neneekkkkkkkkkkkkk.. anjing kejar..nenekkkkkkkkkkkkkk!!!"And of course we were saved by the darling nenek ngaji.


Later I found out that, never run to avoid anjing ok. Because in his mind, you are ajaking him to play. Tsk. bad move.Nak kasik dia tak nampak konon..


My fear towards dog changed to love while working as a temp at pets wonderland. Oh I love that job although muka aku penuh berjerawat bila keje situ. But the experience playing with siberian husky, chihuahua and entah apa breed lagi is priceless except adalah malas setiap kali balik keje kene samak.





Ok. Can you believe those are not actually my point? Haha.


On the day that mahagony died, my boss was waiting for his friend in the middle of the night when he saw a young dog from across the road. Some people tried to get closer the dog but she avoided them, ran away, crossing the road and walked to my boss. That time, my boss was sitting on the couch and the young dog just run around the couch. Well, my boss loves dog which explained why he played with her while waiting for his friend.


To cut the story short[so yew bunnies can get back to your boring work :P], when it was time to go home, the dog refused to go away and jumped into the car. He felt so tak sampai hati to leave her behind because she was so sweet and it was dark , so he decided to bring her home. I asked him to keep it because he had some experienced handling dogs [dan aku boleh main-main haha] but he already had 2 cats which were very very unhappy with the dog existence and because of other reasons he had to give her away.


I did asked him the reason why he brought her home that night, he said he pity her and and he also said " I did not pick her, she picked me". True enough, animals somehow know who is the right person to choose, to be with. Trust me on that.


Oh, she is a very sweet dog. Tidak menggigit dan suka bermain-main sampai aku penat. Very good natured and charming :). Suke.



I wish I could jaga her but obviously I can'tlah kan.


So he was thinking to send the dog to scpa but spca will only accept animal with special conditions, so if by any chance, any of you would be so kind to adopt this dog, I would be so happy and thankful [although I know most of my readers are muslim but manalah tau kot-kot ade yang non muslim]. My boss will also ask around whether or not someone would be so kind to adopt woofie [yes that's her name and aku yang kasik.kiut tak?hihi].


Although I have to warn you, she doesn't come with any MKA certs.I mean, true love doesn't need pedigree kan.

Pick me. I will make you happy.

So, if any of you bunnies feel like doing so, email me at chics@chicsinred.com okiesssss?


Ok. End of a long winded story :P.


Happy monday.

Kemalasan

This is sunday, I am still tak mandi and sitting in front of the pc. Supposed to study for the law test tomorrow but can i just say


"I don't give a shit anymore?"


Banyakkk benda lagi aku nak pikir. Eceh .


Kalau zuraidah baca ni, mau kene sebat aku ni.

Spiderpig

First. I just don't get it why people want to accentuate their accent even when it's inappropriate. For example, why some people like to pronounce Klang as "Kleng". I mean, you are not some goddamm mat saleh yang kau tak reti nak sebut nama tempat in your own country.


And ironically after that you said "let's celebrate malaysia's 50th anniversary together. Be proud to be Malaysian". Like haha!


Oh. Yeay!! I watched spiderpig today, simpsons adalah sangat kelakar, ketawa sampai habis popcorn masuk dalam baju. Now I can't get the spiderpig song out from my head.

spiderchics with the cast.

" spiderpig spiderpig, does whatever a spider pig does, can he swing from a web? , no he can't he's a pig, look out he is a spiderpig"


Taik. Aku kena carik jugak mp3 dia kalau tak komfem takleh tido.

Stop right there

Finally, I managed to talked to her of what happened. I maybe jauh ketinggalan but I thought it would be appropriate to ask how things are going on her side now rather than few months back when the wound is still bleeding.


Tengah bernanah, janganlah ditanya. Just give her time to get back to her senses her usual self.


She told me. The love is no more there but somehow she just didn't understand why people around her try to feed her the latest info about him. There is no need to do that. And I soooooooooooo agree.


Stop itlah bodoh, save for phrase "aku rasa kau patut tahu". If she wants to know, she will by all means finds out herself, kalau kau dah nampak dia trying to turn a new leaf tak perlulah poyo-poyo nak concern tak pepasal.


It's not that the feeling is still there. No. It is not but when hearing what's going on in the other person life, you will feel stabbed again and again. Sebab? Hey, breakup it's not easy ok and I am trying my best to move on. The memories impaired me so please stop pulling me back by telling me unnecessary news. Walaupon bende tu dah berlaku 10 tahun nan lampau.


Honestly I encountered the same things myself, people call me saying that oh si bodoh bin so bodoh dah kawen or si celake bin celake dah bla..bla.." Oi, apa motif kau cibai? Adakah mahu mengelar parut ku yang sudah sembuh? And surprisingly these things came from people who I call friends.


Ye, mungkin kau concern but thank youlah ye, aku dengan eksyennye berkata i just don't want to know. So people will say "but you still keep in touch with you exes"


Yes I do, tapi aku cuma cakap hai hello you sehat dah makan camne keje haha bongokla you ni cuaca hari ni mendung kucing i sehat dan bende-bende yang tidak melukakan jiwa. Takde pon aku tanya kekasih hati baru you yang diwar warkan lebih cun dari i tu sehat ke? atau anak you hasil hubungan sulit you dengan perempuan tu masa u still dengan i dah berapa tahun?


Senang cerita macam nilah, it's ok when I do it because I know the limit of things that I can talk about but it's not ok when other people tell me sebab they don't really know the limit.


And then people will say,"kau tak boleh buat-buat tak tahu, kau tak boleh lari dari masalah"


So I would answer [and I know she would too] gracefully "hai cibai, kau boleh jangan jaga tepi kain orang tak?and apahal nak lari dari masalah pulak when he is not my problem anymore"


She and me agreed that we don't wish bad things to happen to those who used to be with us in the past but we too, do not wish them all the good things in the world. Exception for me, I do wish one guy, all the best thing is the world sebabnya, you don't have to know.


So as the conclusion, when a friend of yours break up with someone, tak perlulah kau nak jadi kak nam or makcik wok bagitau segala update tentang that someone to your friends.Jangan terkejut lelaki turut ada berperangai begini.


Mungkin the niat is a good one but let me tell you, we don't need sympathy. Stop saying be strong, hang in there, kau ok ke? dan kata-kata yang kadang-kadang aku sendiri pon tak tahula kau cakap sebab kau ikhlas ke atau sebab you know you have to say something. Lemas tau tak? And those words actually make us feel worst bila ditanya dan diucapkan banyak kali.



Simpan je sendiri or get a blog ala-ala post secret but instead kau letak je secret -secret yang kau dah tak tahan nak bagitahu kat orang dekat situ.Kalau ye sangat semangat jati mak cik wok dah memang tertanam dalam diri kau tu.


But, not spill it to the person who you claim to be 'patut tahu'

21 things I want in a lover

I have been tagged by nezjoe. '21 Things i Want In a Lover'. I would answer as honest as I can be walaupon aku tahu ramai yang akan buat muka celaka. Tapi aku nak buat macamana kalu muka diorang dah memang celake. Hehe.

But then again,this is what I want.

1. Other races than malay.
   



2. With money and potential. Provide me with security, Zaman aku nak go dutch dah berakhir ok.
   



3. Wajib :- love animals. Be kind to animal. Kalau dengan binatang pon kau sepak-sepak ini kan pulak manusia?
   



4. Love me. Only me, Me.Me and meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.
   



5. Enjoy eating and what I meant by eating is eating at all sort of places. Ranges from kedai tepi jalan to the swankiest places. Say no to mamak though.[but have to accept that I will always whine about my weight.hehe]
   



6. Who let me do what I want when I want and same thing goes to him. Please, nobody owns me and so do you [selain Tuhanla kan].
   



7. Tidak poyo dan membangga diri dengan segala achievement. If you are that great, sooner or later people will know tidak perlu nak kecoh.
   



8. Suka bermalas-malas dan tidak kesah untuk memeluk aku walaupun adalah tidak mandi.
   



9. Who loves his family as I love mine yet tak duduk bawah tetek emak.



10. Yang tidak kedekut dan tidak berkira and know how important manolos are to women.
    



11. Who supports me in everything that I do which includes malas pegi kelas, nak main game satu hari and menangis apabila membaca suratkhabar.
    



12. Able to make me feel I am worth living and loving.
    



13. Correct me when I am wrong but in the most subtle way. So I won't lose my respect.
    



14. Be nice to the teteks and accept the fact teteks will always be bising and I will never leave them.
    



15. Lain dari yang lain but not pretentious.
    



16. Must know how to pujuk me [with nice nice presents.hihi]
    



17. A man of his own word. Ini sangat penting.
    



18. At least play a sport. Kalau setakat nak cerita kau penyokong certain sports tapi tak main apa-apa baik tak payah.
    



19. Yang mengerti sayang itu bukan perlu tunjuk dengan kata-kata saja --> point taken from nezjoe. Sangat setuju. Words are just words.
    



20. Will go traveling with me. When I said with me mean no backpacking style. I enjoy traveling with comfort.
    



21. Tak kesah to be with chics and see me as who I am, not to see me as some else seperti bermatlamat mungkin suatu hari chics boleh menjadi neuro-surgeon atau angeline jolie. Lupakan!
    

Oh shit. I am so self centered but ehe actually I already know that. Keji.


Mungkin ada yang kembang kuncup hidung baca but hehe, I will still continue this tag by tagging

1. Missy is K.U
   
2. Am
3. Uda
   

Dah 3 je cukup.

There she goes

She was not herself on the Thursday night. Quiet and timid was just so not her. So I thought there was something wrong with her.

On Friday, she was weak but still reacting to me, purring when I stroked her. But she did not jump on me like she usually did. I tried to feel her body, if there's any sign of fever but none. Instead her ears felt so cold, so does her body. I tried to pinch the skin at the back of her neck. It stayed there, didn't get back to its usual position. A sign of dehydration. Not good, I thought.

So I started to give her the usual remedy. 100 plus with vitagen natural flavour. That always does the trick. I did that every few hours, and sometimes I alternate it with plain water. Oh, she tried to escape and managed to give me few scars but that would not make stop. I told her

"Come on love, I know you have 9 lives"
And she purred.

On Saturday I was not home and so does the rest of my family member. Every one was busy so she was left all alone. When I got home, she was no where to be found. I searched high and low for her. Was so worried. Please don't tell me she.. Then suddenly she came out from I don't know where, still weak.

My heart jumped in joy.

She was no more purring no matter how hard I hugged her and no matter how many time I kissed her.

Forced her to accept some kitten food since kitten food is softer but she refused. But she made me mile when she voluntarily drink water from the cup I gave to her.

Hey, I thought. She will be alright.

Today, my boss dragged me and her to the vet. I was not ready to go to the vet because I secretly think vet is somehow act like the grim reaper. Most of the time, the victims [from my family] will not survive after meeting up with vets. I was not ready to let go.

During the check up, I refused to go in with her. Oh, my heart is so fragile. It could break anytime, so I opted to wait outside. Praying that she will be ok.

As I was alone, trying not to think to much, somehow I have the feeling that today might be the last day I get to see her.

"So how is she". That's me asking the moment my boss gets out from the vet room.
"She is going to stay here for few days".

Paused.

"But she is unlikely to survive".

Unlikely to survive.

I know what that means. I heard it several times.

At 6.10, received a call from the vet.

She was diagnosed with kidney failure.

She did not make it.

Mahagony is gone. The brown manja mahagony.

I can't tell you how much tears I wasted today. As weird as it may sound, I feel that I lost a family member.

Without her, the house will never be the same again.

I love you gegeny. Kakak really do. I am sorry for not always layan you but kakak wants you to know, tonight my night feel weird because when I watched tv, there's no one to jump on kakak lap and manja-manja.

I miss you already.

Rest in peace my love. One day, I shall kiss you again, like I always do.

Futsal Srikandi 2007

My feet hurts. I played futsal last weekend even aku hanya main sekejap je sebab pancit and ehe nervous + malas [tak reti main pon ye jugak haha]. Bleh?


Honestly,I joined the team to cukupkan orang and the most important is to ambik gamba.Hehe.

Early in the morning where big breakfast would do the smile



With kat.See the pink baju?Hihi



Us minus fadzi.Mana tah dia pegi




Peluh bukan penghalang dari mengambik gambar



Baring.Hehe



Hehe



Poyo tak poyo?

Anyway, cayalah srikandi 937. Yeayy!


Ehem. Please ignore the big bird in the picture and to the abu dhabi guy, jahatla you gelakkan big bird itu. Benci tau takkkkkkkkkkkkkkk.


Oh, btw the rest of the pictures can be found at the fotopages.


Hmm. Despite all that, why am I still feeling hollow? Adalah terasa sangat lach on hearing careless whisper di waktu malam gulita.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh


Ok. Dah habis emo dah.


Happy monday.

Match

Sakit kaki.


Sakit mata.


Dah berak + nak berak lagi


Rambut tak cun.


Adakah ramai orang hemsem?[haha]


Nervouslah!!

Jahanam

On my way home from class yesterday I was rounding at the roundabout when a black car nearly knock on me. Gile dah dekat ok, sikit je lagi. Luckily I had an ex who like to merempit that I know what to do. Haha


After the roundbout I could see the black car catching up and when the car appeared next to me I turned on my right to see who was the moron. Two guys, laughing - laughing. The other guy suddenly waved frantically and then before speeding, made a "call me" sign.


Hemsem.Tetapi cacat.


Batal.


I wonder what was that all about.


Is it :-

A. They are retarded
B. I am reta.. nevermind
C. They are stupid
D. They are very stupid
E. They are very very stupid
or
F. They want to mengorat me [hihi].


Tapi, roundabout adalah memang jahanam.

Fertilizer

It's the fruit season once more. And no, I am talking about durian although I am still waiting for my mum to cook the tempoyak udang. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

My grandma used to have lots of fruit tree back in Hulu Langat but now there are only few left which includes a big rambutan tree in front of the house. Unlike durian, I looovee rambutan minus the guardian keeper, ants.

As far as I can recall, the ants used to carry some kind of scent with them. Pungent yet weirdly sweet scent. But mind you, they are a loyal keeper of the tree and err..fruits.

But few weeks ago as I ate the rambutan at nenek's house, I smelt something peculiar on the buah itself. It smells quite familiar but it didn't seemed right to me. I was thinking, takkanlah kot. Perhaps the smell came from somewhere else, I thought. Menggunakan hidung ala-ala anjing mengesan dadah, I tried to detect the smell. Whether you believe it or not, the smell came from the ants on the buah. Yes, the fruit protector.

Weird. Coz it smells like..hmm..nevermind. I must be hallucinating

So I thought I was, until yesterday, during dinner I heard my brother saying.

"Eh, apsal rambutan ni bau taik lembu hah?"

Hah! And I thought I was the only one!

Gila keji sial, rambutan bau taik lembu. But like I said it came from the ants and according to my brother, rasa rambutan tu pon dah ala-ala taik lembu. Ok, I don't really know how he reckoned it was taik lembu taste [sebab aku sure takde sape-sape dalam rumah ni penah makan taik lembu] somehow I know what he meant. Tapi aku tetap melantak jugalahkan.

But really, how could something that used to smell weirdly sweet turned into the smell of cow dunk in few years? Can it be the fertilizer because I am sure that there are no lembu at my nenek house.

But then again, do we put fertilizer for pokok rambutan?

I don't really know. The only thing that I tanam at my yard are my deceased cats.