Nekopachi

On leave but hiatus

2011-05-29T16:37:00.000+08:00

So much with the 1 post per week target, haha hello everyone!

I've just submitted my last work-in-progress at the office (shattap, I know today is a Sunday), so now I'm on STUDY LEAVE!

Which means really study leave ye kawan kawan, please no "hey, lets go lepak or watch movie what non-sense like that". This is the real deal.

Okaylah, unless its makan (the normal makan breakfast, lunch, tea or dinner, then I guess it should be okay). But sorry no social outings for me until the end. I need to discipline myself. Otherwise if I fail, I will not you use as one of the reason why I failed :p Heeeeee.

Hmm I can't figure out how to link photos from Facebook. Oh-emm-gee? i lost my virtual world expertise touch ke ni?

Series of unfortunate events

2011-05-17T02:52:00.000+08:00

Remember the news about the serial acid splasher saiko dude that has been going around a couple of weeks now? 2 days ago I received a message from a badly shaken close friend of mine saying that there was a dude knocking on her car window demanding her to roll it down. Get this, he was holing a bottle of suspicious looking substance. At first, based on what she told me, the guy was knocking slowly and he has this one look that you kinda want to take pity of him. But when she refuses to roll down her window, he turn aggressive and started to yell obscenities which banging her window. A couple of minutes later he sped off on his motorbike.

This happens at the traffic light intersection at 1 Utama.

Then, on the advise of her mother and cousins, she made a police report. And get this, the police informed that on the same day, another girl has reported the same thing, (and thank god, she didn't roll down her window too) at Kota Damansara!

At this news I freaked out. I mean, PJ is my area!! And its near to my office. You know that feeling of how unsafe it is to even go out for the fear of being a victim? I guess since police are tightening their patrol in KL, the crazy imbecile decided to venture to another area. His victims shows random traits, there are no specific targets. A pregnant lady, and a 1 month old baby was one of the victims. This shows that he is truly, an animal, even a baby wasn't spared.

Mental case I tell you.

And whats more worrying is that, one of my friend's work colleague, was one of the victims. She was not that lucky. She is now blind.

Husband was kinda freaked out when he heard this news. So as precaution, under his orders, I must carry an umbrella when walking out in the open and run when I see or hear any incoming motorbike.

Btw, dear motorcyclists out there, I apologize for flashing the 'OMG face' everytime each of you zoom by. Not less that 4 drivers buat muke terkejut and uncomfortable when they saw me freaked out tibe tibe take backward steps. Minta maaf ye, when I'm paranoid, I'll panic x.x

The funny thing is, of all precautionary steps that I've taken to ensure my safety in hand today, something else happened.

We got hit my a car while on the way home. I mean, my car, not me. Zzzzzz.

The road was slippery due to the heavy rain, thus the car behind us didn't break in time, her tyre slipped and banged us from the back. All I can say is,

ALHAMDULILLAH, I've never been more thankful for kangaroo bars. Otherwise the impact would be more stronger, my car would be in a worse condition that it is.

Tomorrow we'll be sending poor Neko Car to the mechanic. Funny coincidence is that the lady that hit live nearby, in the category of neighbor. Opps, that's going to be awkward.

Me n husband? Alhamdulillah okay, no big harm, only that my backache has gotten worse than ever and am currently suffering mild headache from it. Am having slight discomfort at the back everytime I take a deep breath and my front torso feels a bit sore. Have visited a clinic for checkup just to be safe but as it is, I am thankful, nothing catastrophic had occured.

Guess this shows, no matter how careful you are, accidents can still always happen anytime.

Its been a while...

2011-05-15T01:43:00.001+08:00

Yes I know, I've been extremely slacking in blogging. You know what? I missed it, terribly. But what to do, after the wedding, life started to pickup at the speed 80 times more rapidly than ever until I don't really have time to actually sit down and write peacefully.

Peacefully, as in not having a 6 feet tall dude hovering behind you pressuring you to move aside from the MAC so that he can update his fantasy football thingy.

:p

Welcome to married life.

Its 1.34am and I just woke up coz I snoozed a bit early today (like 8.00pm early) so now I'm up and about. Heee....

This time, I have to juggle between 2 families, 2 types of circle of friends, have extra patience, twice as much packed activities coz now I have to do it double with husband, care and concern about another person besides my self, fight for bathroom rights and time, fight for my pillow and blanket share percentage yada yada yada...

Tiring yes, but in a different level,

its fun. YES ITS FUN! XD

Marriage is fun indeed boys and girls, I hate to admit it openly otherwise husband will get all proud and chuffy (perasantan), but then again, I did type the sentence above kan?

Dammit suddenly I'm craving to sip Muhibbah's tomyam, apekejadah?

Seriously, hungry tummy aside, life during singlehood is totally different from life in marriagehood. The second the nikah falls in place, things will definitely NEVER be the same again. I can't explain it, but trust me, dada terasa lapang dan tenang semacam.

And you get to actually fight with your husband ala fight with siblings without care he'll leave you. (Provided that its a healthy, valid and constructive fight that is) And also, fight all you want but the end of the day, you gotta make up with the 'enemy' coz you're sleeping with him. Which I think it true when they actually say, "Never go to bed angry".

Otherwise, he's hog thy blanket, heeeeeeeeee.

Anyway, quick update in my life, yes am currently working and actually loving it, no buns in the oven....yet, still doing THAT BLARDY FINAL P7 paper (sigh penat la) but this time in part time mode and hungry for tom yam at the moment.

With this I hope I can devote myself at least 1 post a week to track whats going on in my life. One can hope ne?

OLA 2011

2011-01-05T03:46:00.000+08:00

Dearest Neko-nians!

I know i know, there's too many backlogged entries, lotsa half written unpublished entries YES I'VE BEEN EXTREMELY SLACKING.

Forgive me.

In fact, I believe I've yet to write my thank you note for everyone who've been in part of my beautiful wedding. Slap me, I'm not being classy. Brrr.

Must. Do. It.

But not right now. Heh.

Anyway, currently experiencing terrible jetlagg and flu season. We just got back from London.

Hubby's take on his first trip to London.

"Sejuk macam Genting Highlands"

Siut je hahahaha.

Anyway, Wanted to write somemore but the medicine is starting to take effect. Time to retire to my favorite time of the day. Snuggling up with my very warm hubby. Who needs electric blankets anyway?

I wish...

2010-11-24T02:17:00.000+08:00

....that I can figure out where did my Frou Frou playlist went to? Then I will be more inclined to study outside coz I don't have to loop em from the Mac from youtube.

By the way, music from Frou Frou, and Imogen Heap makes good studying soundtrack. And yeap, both are the same person.

Did I just say okay to pay for that???

2010-11-23T02:04:00.003+08:00

For the past few weeks, my facebook has been bombarded with revolutionary pictures of a frozen yoghurt, yes thats right, FROZEN YOGHURT INVADING MY FACEBOOK NEWSFEEDS!

My initial reaction on this was like,

"Pfffttttissshhh, this is just some bimbo trend the girls raving about. Give it 3 months it'll die soon"

Then i saw the shops opening everywhere like the zits currently on my face, full of people (mostly girls). Again since the word 'Yogurt' is emblazoned about it, I ignored because I've tasted once the ice-cream-like-shops-but-they-sell-yogurt. And I didn't like it then, so why would I like it now?

Then hubster's friend lamented he tasted the yogurt and hated it, again strengthen my-am-not-interested-to-try-em. Also I heard if you're not being too careful, you'll end up paying RM50 for some darned frozen yogurt. Which is insane in comparison to the RM4+/- yogurt per pot you could get at the supermarket.

Like who in the world that lives in this sane word would pay that much for a frozen yogurt?? Like are you like freaking kidding me?

Then one day, after all those pictures I saw on facebook uploaded buy these crazy girls, sudenly one of my-not-so-crazy-girlfriend was raving about it. I was dumbfounded. Of all people that I know, she's one that is somewhat sane with her spending. I think la. Based on her character that I know from high school. Which piqued my interest. She too said if you're not too careful about it, you'd be paying through your nose. But then, she said, she didn't care.

Hmm. The Neko is suddenly curious.

Then one day, I actually stepped into the yogurt parlor with the sisters, which they too think its just some kind of a phase. I took the smallest cup, went to a strawberry flavor dispenser, my hands were actually shaking while pulling the lever. I remembered my sister called me lame while I was doing that haha but I had to, I don't want to pay obscene prices just for a frozen yogurt. Then to the condiments where I topped the measly looking amount of yogurt with fresh strawberries, kiwis and nata de coco's (which by the way, was not properly scissored, which caused me to 'accidentally' have to scoop up a lot of it. Nate' betul nata de coco ni isk). Then proceed to the weighing machine.

Dang, my jaw dropped to see that I had to pay RM9.35. For a frozen yogurt. Okaaaaayyy. Riiight.

I passed to my sister to hold on to it while I was driving, they both took turns tasting it. The distance from the parlor to our house is just merely 3 minutes away, but by the time I got home, to my surprise, they've polished about 3/4 of my measly amount yogurt. What the heck! What the heck?!

I took a bite.

Dammit, I'm one of the bimbos.

Owh crap.

Alwi loves it. To the point I had to wrestle with him just so that I can get some of it. By the way, his approval?

"Enyamenyamenyamenyamenyam!"

Here that yoghurt that Alwi loves to steal from me. Its karma I know it.

Lesson learned: Never steal a baby's chicken nuggets. And biscuits.

Ps: Hubby is coming back this Friday from his final out-of-state-assignment. I'm taking advantage of the "I-miss-you" scenarios to get him to buy me some of that-darned-expensive yogurt. I mean, its healthier than ice cream kaaaaaan? Hihi. NAK!

The Wedding Reception at Shah Alam Convention Center 091010

2010-11-19T17:16:00.000+08:00

L.O.V.E

Solemnization Ceremony (Majlis Pernikahan 081010)

2010-11-19T04:01:00.001+08:00

Makeup by Aleng Tohara 0172545666 / 0104000474

Wedding Cake By SeenFullySedap 012-2715875

Official Photographer by En Ajong (my nephew) 012-6931144 and

Amir Adham (my brother-in-law) 013-3351074

Malam Berinai Besar 071010

2010-11-19T03:12:00.000+08:00

This was held on 071010. We decided to have a malam berinai to my wedding because dad wanted to thank everybody who helped in organizing by treating everyone dinner. And also, dad wanted to revive a small part of the malay tradition of henna-ing the hand of the bride. (minus the cooking by kenduri part that is). In the olden days, usually the bride on her last day of being single, will be surrounded with close family and friends. Anyway, I'll let the pictures to do the talking, alrighty?

This is Mr Raof, one of my dad's pr officer. As usual, being the semangat-ed person he is, he'll go all out in ensuring everything goes smoothly. Here he's giving everyone final instructions for my nikah and reception, using power point nonetheless. So much for a relaxing thank you dinner huh? :p

Part of those who helped. Di pantau baik oleh Alwi hehe.

Me in a traditional pink songket kebaya. Henna 101, if you're not using the arabic type of henna, please please don't wear this type of clothing. Otherwise, you'll stain the dress. Actually, I was facepalm-ing myself for being an idiot for tailoring this kebaya earlier that day because right before the whole process start, I just realized that, I had to sleep with this henna-intact! How the heck am I suppose to sleep in a songket kebaya for the whole night?

Thank god, the henna artist used a special kind of henna. :)

Henna by Dayu Designs. Its a team of girls specialised in drawing henna. They used the arabian type of henna, which when its dried, i can actually touch anything without staining anything. Best result when everything dropped off. But being the usual clutsy me, i woke up the next morning and washed off w/o applying baby oil or waiting for it to fall off. Which resulted having melted inai for the entire ceremony, quite scary considering i was wearing white.

The girls who came. While I was being henna-ed, they were playing Cranium! the board game. They were so absorbed with it till I think some actually forgot why in the world they cameover in the first place haha! But I feel that night was simply quaint. Being surrounded by your loved ones definitely takes of the huge stress out of the mind. And the best was, an old old old friend of mine who I haven't met her for such a long long time came all the way from Malacca to witness all 3 events. For which I am touched with her. And soon, she's next to be married. After Dai, of course :)

Thank you Mar :)

Life being a Mrs

2010-11-17T03:31:00.000+08:00

Actually I would prefer to be called Puan rather than Mrs. There's a certain elegant feel behind it. Makes me wanna run around wearing pearl necklace and earrings, hair in buns and dressed in an apron.

I am not kidding.

Looking like this definitely. XD Who says being a Puan gives you the excuse to be frumpy? Pics credit here

Anyway, life being on the other side, is definitely....

....not what I've expected. In an extremely good way.

All I can say is that, all those stories I've heard, what people say, what everyone expected.....

.....come to think of it, most that I've heard is none other than people who is single and not yet married.

Everyone is scared.

Truth to be told, prior marriage, I was skeptical about the whole thing. Not with Abg, no, he's a trooper, Alhamdulillah, even when I went crazy-chic-scared-to-death wanting to back out last minute (yes, I am ashamed to admit this), he still wants this crazy-chic-scared-to-death to be his wife.

=)

Being married is great. True, on the early part of it, it takes time to get used to it, its as if I'm being thrown-ed into an alien territory. All I can say is that, expect the unexpected. Instead of being just the 2 of us, I'm married to his family as well. I'd rather leave certain details blank,because I feel, there's no 2 families the same. What I'm experiencing is not the same as what you may experience in the future and with your family.

Tapikan, bila lepas majlis bertandang, when ur family is leaving you under the care of your in-laws, seriously the feeling is.........

........something I've never experienced before. I actually wailed on my wedding day, at my husband's side. So did Abah. Heh.

Dulu gelakkan orang, now bila dah rasa sendiri padan muka. Lain kali jangan gelakkan orang, faham?

The number one question people like to ask me is that,

"Best tak kahwin?"
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BEST GILE

kerana,

You get to buat pahala banyak banyak. Betul, senyum kat suami je boleh dapat pahala, tau tak?

>D

I betcha waiting for naughty answer didn'tcha? >p A lady never tell lalalala~

My husband gave me the greatest gift ever, the one and only thing, the first thing I've always wanted to do with the-person-who-got-that-husband-title. Its not sexual, extremely far from it. Its not monetary. Not material. Its priceless.

Its between me, him and Him. Thank you Abg.

Honeymooning in Sala

Emotionally, I feel like a heavy weight have been lifted from my head. No more worries. Tak percaya, kahwinlah. Cause I can't describe it. Its totally different. Nak study pun senang. Kalau ada benda benda yang merisaukan pun, dia punya pening dah tak mcm seperti yang di rasakan sebelum kahwin. I believe marriage put everything is a different perspective.

Its beautiful.

Mungkin terlalu awal for me to summarize everything. Because baru je kahwin, anything can happen in the future, we don't know. But as of right now, I'm happy being married to him.

Oklah, takmo taip lelebih, mau kembang kalau Abg baca, dia berlakon berlakon tak tau pun, I know he reads this diam diam.

Oh yeah, there's one thing thats true.

You'd never actually know your partner UNTIL you're actually married to them. Trust me, I thought I know everything about my husband after 8 years of couple-hood, no such thing! >D

I can't explain it. You gotta experience it yourself.

The feeling waking up next to the person you love is indescribable.

Things shouldn't be so difficult.

2010-11-17T02:02:00.000+08:00

The story about Lauren Booth on her conversion into Islam. Her thoughts reflect on how i feel, on how people are misguided between the teachings of Islam with the teachings of culture, especially on laws made by man to control the woman.

There's a lot of touching stories on how a mualaf convert into Islam. And for most, I applaud them for the bravery. Definitely not easy considering a conversion, especially to another religion usually would cause (in some families), being disown, being alone, in some cultures, they can make ones life extremely difficult. May Allah bless them. InsyaAllah.

For me, a Mualaf's conversion is always beautiful, for usually, they convert because of their own choice, from what they've studied, from what they've seen and heard. And from their own gut feeling and believe that Allah SWT is The One. Not from what culture constitutes the norm.

In fact, being a muslim myself, in honesty, I'm ashamed to say that my knowledge in the religion is somewhat not as comprehensive or devout as I should be.

But I am learning.

For one thing, I don't like being coerced into something, for I'm a firm believer that everything must be done at our own pace and only when one is ready. Only then can the heart accept anything wholeheartedly and only THEN one can accept the religion whole heartedly. Knowing me, I know I have the tendency to rebel, even though I now it's suppose to be good for me. Sigh, let me do it at my own time.

There are gentler ways to teach a person. Anyone can say "If you don't do this, to hell you'll go!". For me, this is not the correct way. How would anyone depict a beautiful religion if the only message that sent across only tells another individual that everything will end in hell?
Meaning you're only practising the religion BECAUSE you're scared you'll end in hell? That would mean you'd be scared for the rest of your lives.

Everything should be because of Allah SWT.

Why can't anyone send a message on how beautiful Islam is? It is not a difficult religion, really. Sometimes, its not the religion that I hate, its the way some people act. True, each muslim is accountable in each and everything thats going on in his life and surroundings. Even if let say, a person knows that another person is doing something really bad, if he doesn't do anything about it, in the afterlife, during judgement day, he'll be questioned on what did he do about it?

There are truth behind action, however what I don't understand (and don't get), why some people use this excuse to justify their reasons to meddle with other people's life. There are gentler ways to berdakwah but sometimes, the way they do it, I feel disturbed the the message they sent is not Islamic.

Which is why we need a new to reach out to youngsters nowdays, the conventional ways just doesn't work anymore.

For example, I know a person whose is really a good person, prays everyday, all those good things you'd say about a person, he got it. But there's 1 glitch. This person is gay. In most religion this is extremely forbidden, I know but lets put aside all those things first.

To say this person lacks in religious knowledge, I believe he knows more than I know.
To say this person lacks of moral judgement, I feel that he doesn't do anything immoral in public, in fact, they way he carries himself around, you won't suspect he's even gay.
To say that his parents has not thought him well about life, come on lah, sampai bila nak pakai ayat karangan standard ni? Most parents would want the best for their children, not everyone will turn out the way they've planned. (I believe, blaming parents is the most irrelevant excuse ever).
Dia tak kacau periuk nasi orang pun
Has decent job, decent life.
He's an alright person

EXCEPT

his sexual orientation is different.

What happened was, somehow, people found out about this. Then people became somewhat hostile, or with some, even to the point of being rude. All would use the excuse that if they didn't do anything about it, they will be judged in the judgement day. There are some would make fun of him behind his back (this is what I hate with hypocrite pious people) nak tunjuk alim tapi mengumpat sebarkan keaiban orang to everyone. There's another group that totally shunned him out of the group. There's one that terus terus je marah dia. There are people who don't even know 1 cent about him yet can cook up stories about his wild tryst as if they saw everything through their naked eyes. Orang orang macam ni super hulu terus terang I cakap.

Look, you all can be and show how religious you are but shooting people like that will 'kill' them instantly. In fact, you're pushing them away, faster than before you're trying to meddle with them in the first place.

I've approached this friend of mine and whats interesting to note is that,

Its not that he doesn't know how bad it is, he knows. And has been trying so hard.
To say he's not afraid of God, he's very afraid of Him, in fact, having a sickly family member does make him think about it, most of the time,
He even tried to break up from the relationship

But,

Because of the public backlash and humiliation, he felt so alone. The moment the truth came out, he felt so alone with people judging him left right center. He tried having relationships with the opposite sex but just his luck all his ex's were such jerks. Coupling with more issues, he was wallowed into depression until this person came. When he is feeling lonely and down, this person was the one who made him better, encouraged him to go further in life, held his hand during bad times. In fact, there was a discussion that is one was to leave, the other would understand. (pasal dalam kes ni 2-2 faham apa mereka buat ni salah)

Isn't this what everyone wants in a relationship? Tak kiralah same sex ke, different sex ke, its the understanding between each other is what's important.

Because of people shunning him away because they want him to 'be cure' from it, in reality, they are actually pushing them away. Pushing them inwards more like it. Now who is responsible?

My take on this?
He knows what he did is wrong. For me he's a grown adult. Kalau leter lagi orang rebel (coz I too hate it if people does that to me). Nak kata dia tak cuba, I nampak dia cuba. Dia tak ganggu sesiapa pun. And he's actually a good person, better than most I've known out there.

With that I accept him for who he is and can only pray for the best for him. Because it is he himself who can change himself, not me. He is still and always be, my friend.

To those people out there, I would really advise that find a gentler way to educate people. Being harsh is NEVER the way. Baguslah jika mahukan kehidupan berkelompok dengan orang orang yg beriman tapi janganlah menolak buta buta orang orang yang sebegini. Mengherdik, menghina setahu saya bukanlah ajaran Islam. Kadang kadang, I feel over pious people is actually making people uncomfortable.

But then again, what do I know lah kan. Malas nak cakap dah.

The Persilatan of the Bridal Shower (the continuation)

2010-10-27T16:40:00.000+08:00

This story has been written long time ago, sorry for the late publish

It has been a tradition for the girls in my extremely close circle to organize showers for that special day. Being an outdoor girl, my girls has been so sweet to organize my bridal shower at Skytrex, Bukit Cahaya Seri Alam. As usual, its nothing short of eventful, mesti ada sahaja cerita.

Disclaimer letter. If anything happen, you're on your own.

On the same day itself, and also due to some extremely MAJOR mix up in my calendar, I've found out 2 days prior that another wedding that I've been assigned to be one of the bridesmaids fall on the same day as my bridal shower. Imagine the headache I had to plan to silat my way around this two events, for the girls have been planning my shower since early december 2009 (yes am not kidding), and the other one was wedding (which was like, I have no say on it, not my wedding, duh). But am glad to say, I memang awesome, both party I rocked my way till the end ;)

Me and Shima excited.

The day started around 11am-ish, with us rendezvous-ing at the meeting point. I was quite worried, the sky looks as if its gonna cry. In fact, it drizzled a bit that morning. But we just went on about it, trip must go on. The funny thing was, of all the level of difficulties they chose, they booked the most extreme level of the trex.

I must say, I'm quite impressed with this place. Siapa kata Malaysia bosan takda apa apa menarik is seriously katak bawah tempurung. Basically, Skytrex is a place you jungle trekking from a height (yes on top of the tree) while enjoying the beautiful greenery of Malaysian Rain Forest.

Over je pose. Naik kang tgk siapa yang takut.

Anyway, I'll just let the pictures do the talking...

You can even organize a private bbq party here. But you gotta book the place first.

Each of us were given a harness. What I didn't know at this time was, that one harness, will be the only link to the end and safety. Did I mentioned that how safe it was depended on how well you yourself attach the cable. Meaning if mishaps happen, memang di tanggung sendiri. Tak boleh sue anyone but yerself. If that happens, rasanya tak sempat nak sue anyone pun (considering we booked the most suicidal height challenge).

Such great heights. Attach-It-Yourself-Harness. Nuts I tell you.

Now come to think about it, with all the darah manis warnings (in Malay culture, people whose about to be wed would be refrained from doing just about everything, old people believe and would say that we would be a walking magnets to accidents and unwanted incidents, on things that would cancel out the wedding and therefore best to sit at home) I think this would top the list of Not To Do. But then again, being me, I would tear my hair out if I were made to just sit at home being dainty. There is a limit on being dainty, people! (Poor Abg, he has a daredevil wife). Sigh, I'm just not made to be conventional.

Think thats not high? Think again! It swings! Menggeletar tangan I tell you!

The best friend who shares my thrill for the outdoor.

My opinion, the most scariest challenge of all, tightrope walking.

The girl that got me worried. This was the halfway point, anyone who feel that they can't go on (and also the next challenge was really scary), can take their leave here. Dai, at this point, wanted to leave via the chicken exit (am not kidding, the exit IS called chicken exit, siutkan?) So being the last 3 girls, me, Shimbet and Zarith left her there thinking that she'll be safe back at base camp.

But when we arrived the base camp, Mimie came worried saying that apparently Dai actually continued, alone! No wonder I kept hearing whispers from the guide's walkie talkie reporting "Tolong tengok-tengokkan, ada sorang budak perempuan tudung hijau, buat sorang sorang, dia macam extra takut sket, over".

Turned out the guide there 'saiko-ed' her saying that people who gave are usually fat people, which amazingly sparked the vain diva inside her. I'm really impressed! Really the stuff that can motivate a girl, jangan main main ye! (And you're not fat!)

Camwhoring on the canopy

See, no safety net. At this challenge, I was actually so scared, I actually prayed Doa Qunut. Like what la kan? Totally wrong prayer. Hahaha but really, my legs was shaking like nobody's business. One wrong step or wrong grip, its bye bye wedding.

The feast that awaits at the end of the journey. Oh my god, I was actually flabbergasted when I saw this! I thought its just normal pizza picnic, didn't even imagine the girls would pull something like this! (Daku menangis inside I tell you, hati ini mudah tersentuh sebenarnya).

Titbits, one I Love Bali T- shirt (Shima bought it when she was holidaying in Bali, which now I have this obsession to collect these I Love__ Tshirts), a handbag which has an organic soap, and uhm....some other stuff that they usually include in a naughty bridal kit which should not be mentioned here. Whatta loot!

The compulsary Bride-To-Be label and crown. I love it! And yeay! They got me balloons!

The married and soon-to-be-married girls. I had to put in this pic here because, eventhough Breeney was not really well enough to join us skytrekking, but she actually came all the way joining us for the feast and fun. And I didn't know about her coming and didn't expect it at all! Oh my god, terharu part 2! (menangis lagi)

The singles. Can you believe me if I say, I've known em all since 6 years old?

The Precious Twins. Double the trouble.

The Quiz. Every bridal shower of ours, this game never fails to scare each Bride-To-Be. The girls would contact Mr Fiancee and asked a few questions for him to answer. Come party day, they'll ask the B2B the question to see how much does she knows her husband to be. And knowing these girls, for each questions wrong, they'll tease about it until....forever. (My girls ni kalau bab sakat menyakat memang tak ada belas kasihan at all). And the questions they ask are not the typical "What's his favorite colour" questions. (After 2 showers, their evil interrogation skill have improved, tremendously, proud of them hehe)

And ugh! I had to say, I failed at some of the questions, not because I didn't know the answers, but because for one answers, there's probably more than 1 answer! But the final answer always the wrong ones so......

They dared me to to run to another party's hut and yell, "Abang, SAYA NAK KAHWINNNN!" (Yo dudes, I wanna get married!!!).

Dang, serious rasa macam nak gali lubang and tanam diri pastu bakar. Oh wait, bomb dulu baru bakar.

But because of the spirit of sportingness, cuz I am awesome liddat (and also Lyn had my car keys, I can't get home if I don't do it). But argh, the dudes at that shelter was really evil as well, they all pulak yang sambung jerit jerit saying they can't hear me. At that time, all I can say was, my mind totally blanked out off total embarrassment. All I could think of was, to yell and get outta there ASAP!.

Dear girls that's yet to be married, there's this saying,

Ada lori ada bas,
NANTI TIME KAMU TUNGGULAH I BALAS!!

>)

Ehem,
Anyway, after the riot, I've made the girls changed into their souviner T-Shirt (because I spilled drinks on mine hehehe). Which made the pics adorable!

Almost everyone was here

The mexican wave

The compulsary Neko pose =3

How can I NOT love these girls??

Haih, does this reminds you of lawatan sambil belajar time sekolah sekolah dulu? The difference now is that, now I can join thm =3 Fact: When I was a wee Neko, I wasn't allowed to join any school excursion most of the time. Yeah, true fact. =)

Anyway, the entire bridal shower was....TOTALLY AWESOME. I didn't expect these girls would organize something as fun as this, which I'm really glad they did. Because not only we had fun, creates memories, but also, from the whole exercise, now I know, all of us are a great team (it takes courage and team building to went through the whole thing). Not just this outing, these are the girls that I've been through a lot together with them, we survived the hardships of life, tears, laughters and has been supporting each other since forever. To each of you who are reading this,

Hati ni tak dapat nak ceritakan apa yang di rasai. Terlalu terharu. Percayalah if I said, banyak sangat benda you girls buat, I banyak menangis terharu. Thank you. And I Love You very much. Will do the same thing to you guys.

Ps: Excuse the terrible writing skills and glaring grammatical error. Lepas kahwin ni, skill menulis mcm lari sikit. :p

Alhamdulillah.

2010-10-25T15:51:00.000+08:00

As at 081010, 5.00pm, I'm officially his. Sorry for the lack of posts, these past few weeks has been such an emotional and eventful journey for me. Will make up for it, promise =)

With love,
Mrs Neko / Puan Ezani

Busy bee

2010-09-29T14:14:00.000+08:00

Currently, buried in preparation for the BIG DAY. Sorry for the lack of post, I'll come back soon.

Warkah Aidil Fitri Maaf Zahir Batin

2010-09-07T02:39:00.000+08:00

Dearest,

There's this saying that, each part of us, no matter how small or little the timing that passes between us, we take small part of each other in sculpting our lives. Sorry i can't remember the exact words nor I can't give credit who for this great quote. However I believe that no stones should be left unturned, thus, to each and everyone of you, no matter if you're a muslim or not, whatever religion or races you're from, I'd like to take this opportunity to request for you forgiveness, entire body and soul;

To those I've lost my temper, intentionally or unintentionally, please forgive me. Please take it that I don't usually lose it easily unless you're close to me (I know, horrible habits die hard), thus if you're one of the person who, uhm experienced the Nekopachi's Hurricane once in a while, please know I'm doing it out of love. Think about it, sometime I get frustrated over a person's behaviour not because of hate, its because I want the best for him/her. If tak love, I'd usually ignore because I don't care :p (ok fine, mcm cari excuse nak marah je hehehe nolah, ikhlas ni, minta maaf kay, this one I too agree is my ultimate weakness). This I should learn to control. Sorry if I've hurt anyone. Meep.

Also, I appreciate great friends who has been quite blunt with me in every drama (thank you for the honesty, I really appreciate this) and whose been there thru my all my laughter and tears, ups and downs, left or right (eh?), you know, everything, I love you very much. For accepting me for who I am and also in some way carving me to be a better person. To those who have been really really patience and put up with me, please forgive me for all the boo boos, headaches and heartaches I've put you through. I'm not perfect. Nor good. Nor kind. However I'm nothing without you guys 'dent-ting' my life.With that, I thank you.

Minta Maaf kalau tersalah, tersilap, terbuat, or tak buat, tersakiti, terannoy, termarah, terkedekut, terirritate, semualah yg 'ter'.

As this will be (InsyaAllah) my last Ramadhan as Miss Neko, I'd like to start the next chapter of my life with a clean slate, with all my heart, I'd like to wish each and everyone of you , a wonderful Selamat Hari Raya Aidil Fitri and deepest and upmost Maaf Zahir Batin from one end to the other end (haha). To those travelling, have a safe journey, drive carefully. Don't be part of the statistic. Eat well. Jangan melantak. XD Unless u give me some hehe.

Have a great holiday.

Love and Nyao,
Neko

“When you hold resentment toward another, you are bound to that person or condition by an emotional link that is stronger than steel. Forgiveness is the only way to dissolve that link and get free.” - Catherine Ponder-

When 'Ter' is accident no longer...

2010-08-18T04:01:00.002+08:00

We'll take a break (chies belum start pun nak break? ape kejadah?) from my crazy bridal shower entry. Its still cooking, will publish more on that later. Sesilap part 2 tak nampak kot haha!

Anyway, a conversation about 'Ter' came out when we were breaking our fast today. We were discussing about swimming, whether its allowed to swim during fasting.

HamHam : Nak bawa Alwi swim kat pool. But Koptalker (my brother-in-law) cakap nanti batal puasa (something along this line). Camne ha?

Me : Batal ke? Takat dip kaki dalam kolam ok kot? Nak mandikan Alwi je kan?

Koptalker : Batallah puasa, nanti masuk air dalam rongga. Ngan budak kecik ni, of course u nak masuk habis.

Me: Bukan batal, makhruh kot, asalkan jangan telan sudah. (Tengah fikir air kolam boleh masuk rongga ke? Yg selain mulut, because, okay this may sound gross, not that I've tried it, but some girls swears that during menstruation, your period won't stain the water due to water pressure but one you stepped out of the water, expect bloodbath waterfall. Okay, sound gross juga la kan?)

HamHam : Or if you nak pakai from another perspective, kalau tertelan, rezeki.......

Abah : TERtelan or TERmasuk air dalam konteks ni, macam jual kereta TERpakai.

Used car, pics credit here

Us : Eh?

Abah : Meaning, kereta itu sudah di pakai, dengan sengaja. 'TER'pakai. Get it? TERmasuk air, takde intention tapi the action boleh start something. And it happened.

Hmm batallah tu kan? Dang! No swimming with Alwi until Ramadhan ends I guess.
And I just realized the usage of 'Ter' in the malay language is no longer limited for an unintentional accident.

Gambar hiasan yang takda kena mengena dengan entri. click here to view more 3 coloured head scarfs yo!

Björk - Like Someone in Love (Live 1994)

2010-08-17T03:11:00.002+08:00

The day I went beyond 10 metres up in the air.....

2010-08-17T02:56:00.002+08:00

Let me get straight to the point. My biggest fear in life is not getting fat. Is not getting hungry. Is not failing my exams. Is not losing the one I love. I mean, all of the above is in My Fear list but the ultimate no 1 on my list would be....

I'm afraid of heights. Like seriously, I'm afraid of heights.

It wasn't like this during my adolescence days. I believe the fear was triggered during my travels to Mount Bromo, Surabaya, on top of the volcano, the family was on the rim of the volcano's mouth (its not that big, the rim, i tell you) while I was peering downwards into the crater of the volcano, sister jokingly pushed me from the back just for the heck of it. Didn't fall down into the hole, thank god, but I was scared out of my mind after that incident. I thought it was a one off thingy, but as it turns out, I've noticed when I reach a certain height altitude, I would be breaking in cold sweat, height-sick, big headache, or sudden slight fever or flu and start to imagine nonsense events. Tried to not think about it, but sometimes, this mind of mine is tad too strong and too imaginative.

One of the thing that you should not imagine every time you ride a plane is.....below your seat, below the cargo, below the airplane, there's nothing. Nothing underneath. If the engine fails...

You get what I mean...and I tend to do this grrrrrrr (I know, padan muka sendiri la kan, tapi otak ni takleh diam)

You know what the funny thing is? With all those travels around the world, I still have a teeny bit fear of flights. Ironic betul. Which is why most of the time I'll be snoozing under the influence in flight. But I'm getting there...

Argh, lookie at me again, writing the wrong thing again.

I gotta stop digress-ing otherwise I'll never get to my point.

Anyway, on the 7th of August 2010, I went beyond 10 meters up in the air. Leave it to my girlfriends to capitalize my fear for funsies sake. Did I ever tell you I'm surrounded with nutso girlfriends?

They ~~forced~~ made me climb up these....

That's right, they took me Sky trekking. Of all level they had to chose, they took the most extremist way. The hardest, craziest, tallest and hardest level ever, Extremist Level. Yes, FML indeed.

And yes, this was the first obstacles. And yes, I actually cried (while praying softly for God's mercy just in case I made an idiot outta myself by wrongly attaching the harness to the cable and plummet downwards headfirst....SEE I TOLDJA I have a sick kind of imagination!) when I was climbing on the 15th steps on the way to go up. And cried buckets more when I reached the platform. To the point Shasha had to go first and Lyn had to climb up to console me to move forward (wargh no such thing as nak turun, they don't have harness to get down). Actually, the most terrifying thing about this is not the height itself, but to start on the flying fox thingy, you gotta push yourself off the edge. AND THE IDEA OF DOING IT IS SCARY AS HELL WEH APATAH LAGI BILA NAMPAK OHMYGOD TINGGI BAWAH TU R U CRAZY U WANT ME TO LEGGO OF THIS PLATFORM??

What did I get myself into?

.......to be continued.

Useless Entry #1

2010-08-15T02:13:00.000+08:00

Soo much to do, soo little time, dunno what to prioritize. Hmmm bed looks inviting. Hello.

Updated!

2010-08-14T03:36:00.000+08:00

Debutante Avenue has updated! Click here you!

Like finally? Hehe I've been somewhat keeping this babies under my sleeves since March, because I believe something this awesome should only be revealed during awesome season. Awesome as in Ramadhan, what else. Not only that, to wait for Sol to model for me has been extremely difficult as the little tyke has been running around the globe representing our country in international mooting competition, yes I kid you not, Sydney and Korea in fact (ya'll should be proud, the semangat to go and represent our country is so kuat, she actually had to resort to eat potatoes and jam for dinner, dasatkan?).

After a long wait, and the sudden availability of a friend who happens to be a hijab wearing chic (a pretty one at that), of course, (and also, sort of like 'payback' since I was one of her bridesmaids during her wedding), I ~~forced~~ requested her help to assist me while I take pictures.

Anyway, after this, more cotton goodies coming up. Provided I can find time to take the pictures. And a way to tie a certain small little boy so that he won;t pull on the cloth while I'm trying to take its picture. Ngehe

Sneak peek on what I've been up to these days. One of it....

2010-08-13T02:46:00.001+08:00

A picture can paint a thousand words. Nuff said. :p

Soon.

Because I love everything thats beautiful. My take on muslimah fashion.

2010-08-12T02:42:00.001+08:00

I may not be a hijab wearing person, but I do appreciate beautiful creations in a muslimah form. Which explains why the sudden obsession in intricate jubahs recently. I love fashion in any form. I don't know about you but I find this breathtakingly beautiful..

This was featured in NOOR Magazine, an Indonesian Magazine, March 2009. All pics in this post is by Irna La Perle.

Totally love that intricate design on the back of her head, the one in lower right. Sigh, gorgeouskan? Personally, in all hijab designs, I would really prefer it when girls wear it like this. I mean the type that goes around the head and you have to make it 'personal' by folding it into your signature style. Like Maysaa, from Style Covered, for example. And I totally love it when girls come up with their own signature design of folding their hijab, instead of following the masses. However, there's this new head scarf I don't really understand, the one with 'awning', like the build in...awning (you know what i mean). I find it a bit...dull and well....dull. And too easy. Too effortless I suppose. U just slip it on and thats it. Unless there's some with intricate design, i would forgive but generally, I'm not quite fond of it. Some may like it because of its simplicity, and easy to wear. Not meaning to offend anyone, forgive me if I do I suppose.

Another designs that I find breathtaking...

Totally breathtaking! I fact I've seen in in an editorial in one of the Indonesian Magazines where a real girl wore this in pastel pink, aww too cute!

Elegence personified....Love the way they use that necklace as an accesories. Sigh, too pretty....

Quite glamorous, but I'd not suggest on putting tie-ing your hair THAT high...it'll give you headache. Improvise.....confirm its going to be fabulous!

Also by Irna La Perle. I totally love it how they can make the design so elegant and classy, yet doesn't make one look like a pumpkin in a gunny sack, I love it!!

The detailing on the neck and also the sudden contrast on the inner dress in satin makes this quite unique, and beautiful as well.

Sigh, beautifulkan? Makes one wanna wear a hijab too. =) But then again, my take on this whole issue is quite personal so anyone who wants to say anything about this, I'll just leave it at your opinion. For I think, its much more beautiful when you're doing it by choice, and with that makes everything ikhlas.

One day perhaps?

Personal favorite =)

Told ja it would be one crazy month for me!

2010-08-12T01:56:00.000+08:00

July 2010, one extremely hectic month, there's so much to tell, yet amazingly I still have not find the time to actually sit down and write about it.

Oh swell. Then you just might just hafta wait then ;)

Selamat menyambut Ramadhan folks! This will be the last Ramadhan I'll be fasting as a single lady. Next year will be "Abg nak buka/sahur ape ye?"

Maid-hem part 2

2010-08-03T14:47:00.002+08:00

This morning, Mak Timah sent Alwi to my room as usual at 9.00am sharp for his morning nap. The approximately at 10.00 am I was woken up with Alwi all bright eyes and smacking my face....with head (yeah, slimy and painfull at that). Usually I would act and pretend to sleep because most of the time, he'll just go back to sleep if he sees the adult in charge is sleeping (or so he thought). And sleep through until noon and wake up for his lunch.

But this morning, the come-join-nda-tido-balik didn't work, instead he suddenly went on a babbling spree and continue to smack my face, which was painful. I took I look at the clock and groaned because he only napped for an hour, which could mean, his bodyclock today would be slightly wacked and could/or could not drive the parent in charge tonight up the wall. (Because Alwi is somewhat manja to the point of mengada if his parents is taking care of him, to the point of throwing tantrum tak mahu tidur malam. Note, only to his parents. Specifically my sister hehe)

Anyway, where was I? Right. So I went downstairs to send his bottles down and get a glass of water and what do I see?

Our 'favorite' maid was somewhat doing her 'work' (doing god knows what at the washing machine when I know there's nothing there) plus talking cautiously to the painters there. Not one but two. In my her nightgown. (Instead of throwing out my old clothes, I gave some to em but kot ye pun jangan la pakai depan i).

I did a dramatic 'Aiyaiyai', which kinda startled her, because as per usual timing I should not be downstairs at that time. I kinda ignored her when she asked me why isn't Alwi sleeping.

Then its like miracle, the whole upstairs is being turned upside down, u name it, she vacummed, mopped, tidied and heck even sun-ned our pillows. Uber efficient today I would say. Heck she even came into my room to tidy it up, which is sorta unheard coz usually she kinda skipped my room. To the point that she said she didn't get her bath yet for today heck not even breakfast (is that my fault? ke nak I mandikan dia =___= sigh, maybe my friend is right, Philipino maids would probably have more rational sense)

Does this means I have to kantoikan her everyday to get her butt moving? Sigh. Pening kepala aku.

PS: I did tell her its unappropriated for her to be wearing nightgowns during daytime, especially when there's male painters around. And its as if she does not have anything decent to wear. Especially when these foreign workers, you never know if they're horny or dangerous, but one must not be too complacent. And this time, she can't find anything to jawab balik because what I'm saying is true.

PS II : Good Alwi ^.^

Happy Birthday to my favorite and one and only vampire baby nephew, Alwi!

2010-08-02T03:29:00.001+08:00

When you let a stranger into your home...

2010-08-02T03:08:00.000+08:00

Here's a post which I feel will eventually effect all, or some but mostly for those who will employ a helper/maid for the family. The objective of hiring an extra help is so that the housework burden will be lessen, and lets be honest, in this day and age, where women are working, there's no such thing as being balance 50-50% work and life unless there's help behind it.

In some household where you have a non-working mothers/grandparents, I believe anyone of you should thank your lucky stars for in most cases you'll have your family to assist in taking care of your loved ones. Honestly, if you have a choice, I personally do not agree in hiring maids, but like I said, we're not living in the day and age where woman is expected to live at home like the old days. I mean, it actually depends on the lifestyle that you want, some may find it at comfortable living under one income (husband) but there are also people who wants to add on the extra income by working for the family as well, thus you have 2-income source for the family.

Anyway, with regards to the current situation at home, up until recently, and as some of you know, we never hired any help or maids previously as my parents is not really open to the idea of letting strangers into our home (plus few mishaps during my mother early days when we were babies kinda turned her off). So for years, we've been living comfortable each have our own duties and expected to pick up after our own things and help out at home. True, I won't be lying, at times, even I have my lazy moments leaving my room like a tornado mess or lazy to cook at times, but the fact is, as what my mama would say,

Rumah tak ada maid ni memanglah kadang kadang macam kurang kemas sikit tapi at least hati ni tak sakit

(Home without a maid so gets messy at times but at least we don't get heartaches)

But in the recent turn of events, as we grow up, it starts when we the children in the family starts to graduate and go out for work. Spells less time at home. And then as you all aware, the condition of my ailing Opah which as of today requires 24/hr nursing care on her bedside. And also when my nephew, Alwi, came, which is a blessing, not a curse, don't get me wrong but if you know how kids when they grow (and it won't stop regardless what you'll say, kids as they grow need people to actually look after them till they're accident-prone-less, say age 15 years old? I think la). Due to the fact that both are my parents are still fit enough physically and mentally, both are still working, and also, Dad's not encouraging me to stay jobless forever, like it of not, the house do need someone to maintain it.

So we decided to hire a maid. Two in fact, one to take care of Alwi and another for my Opah. Easy right? The rest we'll continue as usual.

Apparently, nope.

Meet Maid no 1: Fatimah. Maid no 2 : Seri Fatin

Initially Fatimah comes first. Since this is somewhat our 'first' maid (for me that is), we decided to call her Mak Timah, to instill sense of respect in Alwi as he grows up. During the earlier terms of her emplyment, she impressed us with her cleaning skill, I was suprise when I came home on her either first or second day, seeing her on a 'tangga', cleaning the high windows. I thought she did one heck of a job cleaning the kitchen, better than us actually. Really, she was the role model of a maid. And mama actually let certain things slide on the pretext that when you're taking care of a baby, you don't really clean the house much. Heck we don't even need them to cook for us, one strict rule in the house, the kitchen is ours. However please note the word, Was.

Seri came by a bit later but originally since her duty is to take care of Opah, she followed Opah living at my aunts, but when Opah's condition deteriorated and at a condition that she can't be left alone and needs constant review by my doctor sister, HamHam, and her husband, we moved Opah back here.

Then it started.

And from my point of view, this is where I believe Mak Timah's real behaviour came out. Pretty ugly I must say.

I believe it started out as a jealousy with Seri, which I believe uncalled for, especially since Seri failed the Fomema test (she got diabetes), so according to our country's regulation, she's not fit to work here thus in a few weeks or so until a replacement comes, she'll be going back to her country. Anyway here's some of the drama's we've been facing with regards of Mak Timah.

1) During the earlier days of her employment, she accidentally scalded Alwi's genitals with hot water which she lied to my mom she didn't know anything but when my sister checked Alwi, apparently there's one huge glaring burnt marks on his balls. Mama yelled at her for not checking the water temperature and she apologized, so we let that slide....

She should be thankful coz if its MY kid, I'd fire her on the spot. Wait, I'd probably scream and yell (yes, I have super awesome temper for appropriate occasions) then fire her on the spot.

2) I suspected during the days before Opah went to my aunts place, she she originally took care of Opah, at times when Opah stubbornly don't want to eat, she actually let that slide and not letting her eat. (Compared to Seri, she force feed Opah, which I believe necessary at this point of time) Coz at one time when I asked her whether Opah has eaten or not, she just answered "Dia tak mahu makan" and stared blankly at the tv. When I asked Opah whether she's hungry, she nodded. When I asked her to go cook something for her, she still stubbornly said Opah won't eat so in the end I had to cook something for Opah, which in my opinion, dah tak sedap hati because as a maid apesal dia ni sengal sgt? But I let that slide on the pretext that Opah was cranky, it does take a while for non-family to accept that kind of crankyness.

Opah is at the age, at times you need to argue with her a bit to get her to eat. In fact there's these one time I actually had to talk to Opah in a way how a mother would yack to her kids if she won't eat. Truthfully it hurts doing that but it does work in getting her to eat.

2) Handphone. She originally requested one so that she can contact her children. We gave her one FOC. One of dad's old Nokia Communicator. First she complained she don't understand that thing but for me, if she wants to use it, make an effort to learn la, orang bagi handphone tu, nak minta lebih lebih pulak. I taught her how so it should not be a problem, besides just for making calls right? Then apparently, (based on her story), she told me that Alwi messed up her phone to the point of being unusable. I asked her why and she said that Alwi played with it while she was sleeping.

She was sleeping while babysitting Alwi, who is not sleeping. =__= Can anyone tell me whats wrong with this sentence? I bet mothers and people who takes care of young children out there know why I am rolling my eyes at this sentence.

What if Alwi decided to eat something unedible?
What if Alwi crawled outside since we have some doors open at daytime?
What if Alwi climbed the stairs? If you know how the stairs at my home is, you won't want your kid to play around it.
What if Alwi falls down the stairs? Or play with the toilet bowl and drown? (He did dip his fingers in it, once)

And when her phone died, its as if her husband died, she'll be yakking 24hour non-stop about her phone, hoping to get a new one. And its not even for 1 month! Personally, I would think she should be scared for NOT TAKING CARE of something we gave her FOC. To a point I actually told her off because at that one day, she yaks about her phone non-stop, I snapped and said that I already told her to ask my brother in law who is a tech-geek to look at and complaining about it to me every half-an-hour would not get it repair as I'm not a fairygodmother of all handphones. That sorta shut her up but didn't stop her from driving my sister and mom up the wall.

Apparently, she's quite spendthrift, to the point of asking the driver or guard and sometime us to buy her prepaid cards. And we were tricked into buying for her, saying she'll pay later but when we gave her , she minta hutang. Which comes into question, she don't go out, Mama gave her allowances yet she will wants debt. Basic math idiot can tell me how boros she is.

And at certain times in the morning, she'll be doing her job with phone on one side of her head, hands doing somethingelse. Mengalahkan businesswoman betul.

I don't know how she did it but apparently she got another sim card, which raises the question how on earth she manages that considering she don't go out of the house. Because her phone is somewhat malfunctioned, she borrowed Seri's phone to make calls. Then we told Seri not to let her use it as its as if its permanently glued on her head 24/7.

When Seri didn't let her, apparently she got angry and went to borrow next door's neighbor. Not one but two. After my mom strictly told her one rule of the house to not go mingle around the neighborhood. There are several times I caught her talking to the other maids, not doing her job.

3) It gets rampant when Seri came. Honestly, after seeing what Seri can do, we feel the one thats doing the actual work at home is Seri, even to the point sometimes doing Mak Timah's job spec, yes taking care of Alwi.

And I think if it wasn't for her diabetes, Seri is super blessing in disguise, the way she took care of my grandmother is superb, she is of stocky built so at times I see her carrying Opah to and fro, which is something I can't do. Previously she worked at Saudi Arabia so she's somewhat disciplined in her work. Seri herself told us as compared to her experience in Saudi, working here is somewhat easy.

She'll be the one taking care of Opah and Alwi, cleaning the house, water the plants, and will at the kitchen helping out for cooking even when its not necessary. Mak Timah? Well lets just say, from what I've seen, she'll be delegating her job at Seri (mengalahkan mem) and seemed to be forever in her room folding the clothes.

Based on my experience, you don't need 8 hour to fold clothes.

And get this, at every chance Mak Timah can get, she'll be bad mouthing Seri, saying, she's smelly, she slow etc . YES! superficial idiot punya type of mengutuk pasal Seri at us, which I find it uncomfortable, why does she seemed to hate her so much considering thats her only friend in this house AND if she hates her so much, Seri will be leaving pun. So whats her problem anyway?

The lamest gossip I've heard she complained is that Seri can't cook the rice right. Padahal we all makan dah telan habis takda pun rasa mentah. Kalau dia hebat sgt pun, nasi yg Mak Timah masak pun I know she tak pandai wash properly seeing sometimes there's traces of debris in it. Do we complain about it?

We started to really take notice of Mak Timah after she start to badmouth Seri.

And the best part, Seri tak pernah cakap buruk or kantoikan Mak Timah in any way.

If your maid can badmouth a friend who lives together, imagine what stories she can tell about to other maids or outsider.

4) As the house is getting painted, there are a couple of times I caught her talking to some of the male workers. Pernah tegur her once about that but she just brushed me off saying that its just a small chat (is 3 hour chat is small? hmm one does wonder).

Then one day mama came home by surprise and caught her talking with the worker. Mama called her, she didn't even budge. Then when she came in Mama told her off saying that's one of the house rule, yet she deny it saying its just small talk. Then she apologized....

Then one day went I went out for a job interview, I came back home to a frantic Seri because apparently the house's electricity tripped and she has been carrying Opah to the front section of the house so that at least Opah can get some wind there.

Where is Mak Timah when all these shenanigans happens you ask me?

I caught her talking with the painter, WITH SNACKS, with Alwi crawling on OUTSIDE BACKYARD FLOOR PANTLESS, and the painter was SMOKING.

I snapped. Furious at the sight.

I went to them and actually told the painter off for being an arse smoking in front of a baby. And I directly told said the her in front of the painter that she was not obliging to Mama's warning. I grabbed Alwi and went inside, fuming. No wonder Alwi was having diarrhea, he's been crawling on dirty outside floor, and since he's teething, normally he would stuck his hand inside his mouth. And considering they are painting the house, there are poisonous elements outside. Heck letting a baby crawling pantless outside is also somewhat dangerous, you never know whats out there.

5) These past few months, it has been somewhat a timetable at Alwi's nap time or after lunch, he'll be staying with me. Now I've noticed she'll be using these times to lala-ing around outside with the neighbor's maids since she knows I can't go out of my room especially when trying to get Alwi to go for a nap.

Come to think of it, Alwi only spends his day about 3 hours in the morning with her (which I highly doubt it, I think Seri was the one looking after him), then 9.30am onwards, with me for his naps or learning or playtime. Because aside for his feedings and cleaning, most of his days is with me.

6) So what the heck is she doing anyway? I don't know what she's doing these days aside from taking care of clothes.

There's this one time I asked her to clean the curtains at home, 1 section at a time because I know how daunting that task is. She had the cheek to ask me to take it down for her let her wash and then I have to put it up back on the pretext she's an old woman. And get this, she's been requesting to go out for massages because she feels her body is aching. Hello, was pun pakai machine okay, senang gila kerja dia.

What happened to the maid that I saw climbing up the 'tangga' on her first month cleaning the high windows? As days come by, its as if you're having a stranger freeloading your food in your house.

I hate to say this but,

If you can't do your work on the because you're not well, (and not well while not doing anything), you're not fit to work. Simple as that.

There's lots more going on but I don't have anymore negative energy to burst out here. Its too much. It gets to the point that her being here, is not helping us at all, in fact burden us with her childish antics. And this is a 45++ woman we're talking about.

I'd rather have a maid/helper who is not fluent in her work but honest and hardworking, for I believe those type of people can be trained. Rather than one who can do it but have somewhat sneaky character and lazy.

Apparently, today, this whole day, dia memberontak by not coming out of her room at all only come out for food. This is because yesterday Mama told her off again for another matter she did. And Seri did all her side of work. Oh my god, ni dah mengalahkan tuan rumah.

Seriously, I don't like this maid. Lagi menyusahkan. Now I understand why people can get headaches because of them. What a way to experience having maids at home. Mama wants a replacement, but the agency that bought her in wanted to council her prior replacement, which I think is a dead idea. If we council her tak masuk kepala, apatah lagi orang lain. And due to the fact that until now, she feels as if she does not do anything wrong. Annoying bukan?

The next scariest thing to a girl besides giving birth is....

2010-07-23T09:28:00.000+08:00

......meeting her tailor for her fittings.

Oh gawd, here comes the, 'you're fat' comments in different variations.

Tak akan terganti

2010-07-22T01:26:00.003+08:00

This post has been deferred for so long but I think its about time for me to tell.

Truth to be told, Opah's condition has been somewhat deteriorating these past few weeks. No words can describe how and what I'm feeling right now. She back here alright, for good. Sure there's slight improvements in response, but overall, these improvements is somewhat little.

Relatives comes in hives, some behaved, there are others that I felt like screaming and cursing at them. There should be some sort of code of etiquette for visitors. I mean, sure, you guys have jobs can only come after working hours but what the hell is going in that bloody head of yours watching the world cup (reruns, sheesh couldja at least watch em elsewhere?) in Opah's room at freaking 11pm at night switching on the bright lights when Opah herself have trouble opening her eyes. And I can't even put a name on your face, apa kejadahnya nak buat perangai macam rumah sendiri? If it wasn't for the fact Opah's sister was there, out of respect, I would really lose my temper and chase you out if I have my way. And when I do lose my temper, well lets just say, its not nice. (Dad knows me too well, he knows I can't control my temper in these type of surroundings, so he okay-ed the Perhentian trip without much fuss, he knows I need to get out and clear my head)

This is just a gist. There's a saying, 'You can't choose your relative but THANK GOD you can choose your friends...'.

Damm it, I'm beginning to think its true.....

As of right now, I can only hope, whetever happens redha sahaja, semua sekarang ketentuan Ilahi. But deep down inside, I'm praying. Praying that she'll be okay, she'll be fine, or at least she's not in pain....

Abg bought me a cd, full of surah surah of ayat pilihan, to play continuously softly in her room, because these past couple of days, apparently Opah said she's seen some old figures that have passed in her life. He told me, and even Mama confirmed it, that when a person is critically ill or fighting for their lives, sometimes they are visited by beings masked as mother or husband, or loved ones, trying to divert the person from their ultimate believe, iman, in order to ease their pain when in fact, is to test the persons ultimate faith. Playing that cd would somewhat deter these beings from coming or at least bring peace to Opah's surroundings.

At times like this, one will start to reflect a lot on oneself.....

I know, it sounds sad, I can't even describe the actual condition she's in, or what really going on in my mind and how I feel. Sometimes I'm confuse whether to proceed with my wedding preparations, it seemed inappropriate of all the sudden. (Abg I'm so sorry for feeling this way) But then again, how long should I wait? Time is getting short. Conflict. As of right now, this is only thing that I can manage to say for her to hold on. For she has always complained to me and abg in the past asking how long are we going to make her wait?

She wants to see me get married.

Please pray for her....

My bestfriend's wedding

2010-07-21T02:51:00.000+08:00

Remember the story of the girls that hanged out together since day one of form 1? (Some since standard 1), probably its in my old blog, Nekopachi's View. 3 down, 7 to go...

Last week marked another event where another one of the girls changed status, from Ms Breen to Puan Raja Nadia Sabrina (thats a long one, looks elegant too doncha think?) to her university sweetheart, En Abdullah Khubayb, usually known as JB (don't ask, till today i STILL don't get it)

The Breen that I know, I first met her in form 1, she sat behind me. The gang used to call her Raja at first but as years gone by, Breen comes into picture (this I also cannot remember how and why) My first impression was, 'Wow anak mat salleh' coz she's so fair.

Back in school, she was one of the terrible prankster who used to prank yours truly with pranks that should not be taken lightly. The type that if you kena confirm nangis and rasa nak sepak terajang dema sekor sekor pasal naughty sangat! Together with Sarah, those terrible duos, once they pranked me, Shee nisaa, Dai and Iza, into believing that one of them is pregnant. Yeah I kid you not, you'd think kids in high school, especially in high school, would be naive enough regarding this matter but nuuuuuuu they just had to touch on that area. Maka sex education termeterai kat sinun hahahah opps. Till today, if they have the chance, they will NOT ever let me forget how we reacted during that prank, which actually a sign that we're an awesome and cool friends ne~ Takde main ditch if in trouble, or probably scared outta our wits because when real tears are involved, things don't get funny.

And no, no body was pregnant, its was a prank! An extremely naughty one at that. And no, I will not write it here coz it'll divert from the actual entry. Anyway, we've come a long way, and now, she's married!

~In her white nikah attire, by designed by PU3, inspired by Lady Gaga, cool ne?~

I've been honored to be part of her (very huge) bridesmaids team to help out during her wedding, which it has been one hectic, eye-opening, emotional, fun, and also memorable experience, weddings are indeed a tough assignment to organize but Alhamdulillah, everything went well.

~Moments before the change in status...~

One thing about her that I'd like to highlight, is that most of her friends would end up being my friends as well, like serendipity, one person will suddenly linkup with each other. Not just mere acquaintance, some developed into such fun friendship, there's some went into paintball (or fun sports buddies), shopping buddies, chat buddies, makan buddies, you catch the drift.

~Schoolmates and unimates, her unimates i mean~

The next day, her wedding reception was held at Dewan Perdana Felda, which we've been somewhat camping around Ampang and Jalan Semarak area the whole day with rehersals and last minute errands. Thats another funny story too, with me, Sarah, Fazlyn and Shima running around KLCC getting our stuff done.

Our first try on KLCC's hair salon (gulp). I think you can spot Shima from here. We took a risk but so far everyones hair turned out fine, but with huge dent on our purses heheh. Welcome to girly lala land!~ Gaya dulu sebelum makanan! (pffffttt yeah right!) I just have conclusion, KLCC has poor choice of shoes, surprisingly, during our hunt for Sarah's shoes, poor girl, she just touched down in Malaysia the day before so lots of her stuff is still unpacked. But really, unlike Pavillion, we had to go around a departmental store a couple of time just to find a right match.

~Swiped from the brides facebook, opps. Opening traditional songket attire by PU3~

~Harmony in Salmon Pink~

Originally, I thought I was just one of the maids that just walked behind her during the event, then during one of the meetings, she suddenly requested me to be one of the 'maids' to give out the bunga telur for vips that took part in the merenjis ceremony. So yeah, thats how I end up on stage *smile sheepishly*, dang I hope I didn't look like an idiot jalan macam katik or anything =__= meeeehh. And there's this one time, I almost forgot (but didn't) to pass a bunga telur because one of my friend who came in late made an entrance (which i can actually see from up there), making funny hand gestures at me. But I think the attention goes more towards the newlyweds, so if I did walk like katik or grin like an idiot or anything, I just take comfort that no one noticed, heheh. I bet nobody saw that kannn! XD

~Cake cutting attire, also swiped from the brides facebook, also by PU3, my fav!~

~Another full view of her dress, I like this combination of colours, and its in chiffon~

All her wedding attire was custom designed, tailored and beaded by hand by her aunt and cousins, who owned PU3 (yes that store you see at The Curve beside MNG). Her wedding marks one of the first wedding dresses that PU3 created and I must say, its definitely different and unique. I've been privileged to have viewed her aunt, Enda Cho doing finishing touches on her chiffon dress and I must saw, they really take their designed professionally, no third person, everything is done by hand. Memang beautiful.

~While in the waiting room with the bestman and the bridesmaids (also swiped from the brides facebook heheh)~

~Happy Family~

~With some of the bridesmaids, all which I've known since standard 1!~

~Tak sah kalau takda gambar main main~

~Menghantar Mempelai. Ice Blue attire by PU3 also, sorry this one was captured with camera handphone~

The week after, which was last sunday, was JB's side pulak at Dewan Besar UTM, Jalan Semarak, which was held on the day I return from Pulau Perhentian (that would be in another entry). I thought I was late since our train actually arrived at KL Sentral at 9.30am that sunday. Then I had to rushed home to get ready and zoomed by at the hall, only to find the brides troops is actually congregating at her home. But thank god we made it on time.

~Fresh from Perhentian, tanned and knackered but we came!~

~Mr and Mrs Khubayb~

Dear Jb and Breen,

Congratulations of your wedding day! Alhandulillah everything went well. Semoga berbahagia ke akhir hayat forever and ever!

How I found out that I actually owned a Macbook

2010-07-08T00:31:00.001+08:00

Abah : Jan, apesal movie file ni tak boleh bukak kat laptop ni?

Me: Pasal dia tulis kat sini mpeg. Mac mama ni kinda virgin, takda banyak add on application lagi, so its somewhat clean. I have to download VLC la jap.

Abah : What do you mean Mama's laptop? Where's your laptop?

Me: (I thought he was referring to my trusty old almost 2 years pc laptop yg dah KO), Uhhh, since last 2 years, it died?

Abah: Ape pulak, Mac mana boleh ade virus what?

Me : Eh? But I'm just borrowing this one to organize my resumes and documents when I'm on the move. I thought Mama loaned it to me?

Abah : Mama's laptop is with her, one with green cover. Actually, this one is yours, we forgot to tell you. Oh yeah, this one is yours

Me : *GOBSMAKED WAHLAYWAHAHAYEAY!*

EKKKKS!!! I don't know whats the occasion but thanks ABAH!

I shall name these baby, NekoMac! Time to find you a nice chic bodybag XD

Crazy July

2010-07-02T04:02:00.000+08:00

Full activity this month ahead. Lotsa plans, too little time. World cup final, 4 weddings, 2 bridesmaids job (after Kak Helissa's thats it, full stop, no more bridesmaid job, would be the end for me), 1 birthday party for 4 people (but I think the focus would be on 1 kid anyway), My Bridal Shower, or I think not really a shower, more like an outdoor party, or maybe outdoor activity, because umm well, yours truly have super ebil friends who wants to capitalize on my biggest fear, heights. (And probably because I've been hankering for an outdoor activity for a while so, some kind soul has decided to bring me outdoors, which I loike!). Not typical, I know, but well, its just my kind of fun XD

Sokay, am looking forward to it, fear or not. *gulp*

And also, after all those running around and kelam kabut-ness, Dad has just gave me permission for have some girl time (whoopeee!) at this place.

Sun! Sand! Sunnies! Uhhh Saltwater? Oh wait, Pina Colada yum yum by the beach! Beach! Sunburn! Sea! Fish! Squid! Eh did I say squid?

Truth to be told, I've never been on an island holiday getaway with my girlfriends before. So I'm kinda excited, just to have some chillex-ing time before major wedding work starts. (Argh pening balik bila fikir banyaknya tak settle).

And come august, I want to be an island.

Evidence that minority rules : A Baby in the house

2010-06-25T03:18:00.003+08:00

Someone once wrote that Babies are jerks.Whoever wrote that, seriously, you're not kidding. When we think we got everything under control, he'll always somehow find a way to throw in a suprise or two and made us run scrambling and trying to figure out a new system.

His system.

My way or the highway!

You see, 10 months ago, he was a baby that we've somehow trained to sleep on time. Since I'm babysitting him during daylight hours, we've somewhat establish that from 9.30am-11am and 2pm-4.30pm is his nap time. And yeah, he did follow that routine. And we thought, oh yeah, that's so cool right?

Not anymore.

I've notice this trend of change when my sister decided to introduce the boy to formula, feeding on certain time of day (during one of those days when her supplies were low). Then, the inner drama king is unleashed.

I dowan to shlepp Nda, lets play!

He seemed to be bouncing of the walls (What do they have in these formulas? Sugar??) and OHMYGAWDDDDDDD boy!! Why is it sooooooooo hard for you to take your nap??? It gets to the point sometimes it took almost 1 hour to calm him down and for him to take his nap. And get this, when he does fall asleep, a slight noice (like the sound of putting down a pen or even slight heavy breathing), the little tyke would rollover, look up and........smile. (shudder). And start to wail if we didn't pick him up.

It was cute for the first time. But not when you're holding a heavy bladder trying to figure out how to make a dash to the ladies. And Alwi is somewhat have a SUPER OBSESSIVE SEPARATION ANXIETY to the point even when we just sit next to him, if we just look away, he'll wail his head off. Not even we're just a meter away, he'll crawl over wailing emotionally for us to carry him.

Leave him u say?

We tried, but one trait I notice he inherit from my sister is that, he's as stubborn as a mule. He can wail and scream for more than 1 hour, tears falling down his cheeks in mere 2 seconds, and will not stop until we give in. In 1 hour, he can drive us nuts T__T

And when he does this wailing, sometimes it dragged to the point that I can't do anything, heck, I can't even do my work on my desk while he's on the lap cause when I type, he wants to type, if I'm brushing my hair, he'll pull it (actually, if he has the chance, he just pull it). Sometimes, to trick him to sleep, I put him on the bed and pretend to be sleeping next to him while my arm was doing this sandwich lock on him to stop him from getting up and doing some kamikaze stunt jumping of the bed. Sometimes, he just sat there, slapping my face or prodding my eyes open just to get me to play with him.

It gets to the point the helper and I had to play the passing game hour per hour so that each of us can somewhat do something else in our lives. But I have the feeling even the maid is can't handle him all day, to the point of being extra hardworking scrubbing and cleaning unnecessary places so that I'm somewhat unable to escape. Meh.

And get this, he now has 4 teeth. And has the tendency of using my arms or legs as a teething tool. Without warning. Meep.

He just learned how to stand without help. I can't wait the moment when he starts to walk (shudder).

I am king, I do as I please

As much as I usually end up more tired at the end of the day running around, I can't help but feel somewhat in awe with what I've seen. Sure the boy drives us up the wall sometimes (most of the time actually), but we can't blame him, or anyone. He is growing up, and nobody, i mean, nobody in the world can actually predict saying "My boy is super angelic little muffin foreva!" or, "He's like this because of you did this". Hello, if all babies are like that, you won't have harrassed looking mothers or nannies exist. Because everyone wants the best for their kid, its up to the kid to accept whats been thought. We can guide, but he must want to learn.

Like I said, minority rulezzz.

All babies, always find ways to suprise us, to drive us crazy, in laughter or tears, no matter how many times we tried to train him into somethig, he'll find a way of doing things, HIS way. Tell me that there exist is a baby that do follow instructions well, on the dot every time, I'll tell you that you're lying. Or your baby is boring as hell. Or you're describing a baby doll. Whatever. But the fact remains, whatever we tried to teach the kid, in the end, he'll teach us something. You just have to look closely to see it. And we can only guide and hope he does not get hurt in the process. And I'm blessed to have the experience of nanny-ing the kid before my actual kid comes (InsyaAllah), so I'm somewhat have a clearer view of whats coming up. There is one entry that I wanted to post about how all this effected me esspecially in view of my coming wedding and marriage life, but I'll write it on another entry.

Don't force me, see, I can stand on my own and clap.

Anyway, one of the things that I'm in awe is that, how someone so tiny, once immobile, no matter how many times we tried to force him since his early days to rollover, crawl, clap, stand, taktih (walk), he'll refuse to do it on our accord. Like I said, Alwi has his system. Until one day, he'll just do it, without anyone asking him to do it. Like this milestone. It never fails to make me appreciate the simple gift of standing and walking, just from watching him, learning on his own, how difficult it is to overcome the initial fear of falling. And Alwi, will always do this things, on his own time.

Like I said, if you look closely, you'll find that babies can teach us more about life than any normal adults will.

You can't do anything or make it happen just because its someone else wants you too, it has to be YOU to must have the want, and to take the action. In turn, greatness will happen. :)

Babies are jerks. But they are awesome. You can't help but love them. And with that, teaches us patience.

Sigh, he's growing up so fast. I already miss the days when he can't fight us off doing thiss hehe.

Its up :)

2010-06-22T00:49:00.000+08:00

You've asked for it, we've done it!

Meet our new blog, Dah Makan?

Which is kinda self explanatory by the way haha.

In between the lines to the other side, leaving?

2010-06-18T03:41:00.001+08:00

Sometimes I envy the guys. As in male species. They can go out whenever, wherever they want, without the repercussions of being either label cheap or being harassed or being reminded there's danger all around. True I do love being a girl, but as I get older, I notice a certain somewhat disturbing pattern that kinda hits the female species in my circle mostly anyways.

A simple perspective can be viewed just from the person closest to me, Abang. When there's football, the whole bunch of dudes will just text each other once and all will meetup a 'board meeting' session at some mamak's place, preferbly one with huge white screen. Or when they want to play futsal. Or watching movies. Playing games. Mucking around town doing nothing. Holiday? Just pack light and go. No need to worry getting calls from worried parents, you know those kinds of stuff.

Basically, they're free to do anything (within the society boundaries of course).

I envy.

Its been a while since I last had a meetup with the girls doing things other than eating and chit chatting. And sadly, most reunions with friends is during weddings, which is okay i guess but thats about it. Heck, arranging for a futsal sessions with girls is definitely not an easy task as well, which is why, its sometimes hard to get the proper quorum for a game.

And as times goes by, one by one is getting married. And from I've seen from the pattern, its as if, they are disappearing, one by one.

Okay, the ones with kids, I get it, you have a mini you running around jumping of beds, eating cribs for dinner, its difficult (but not impossible) to go out. But even the ones married without kids, they seemed to be...dissappearing.

What's going on?

(Siapa cakap 'kehilangan' kerana benda 18sx, memang nak kena babap)

I do hope the 'disappearance' is for something even better but then again, I do hate it if I lost the closeness with my bosom buddies. Especially those that I maintain the friend-hood-ship since I was 6 or 7.
I don't know, maybe its just me.

I don't know about the future. But I try not to be like that. Emphasis on the word 'try', like I said, we never know about the future. Coz the future could bite me in the ass. Sesilap I too 'hilang'. But not without a good cause.

The issue came up when one of my bestfriend, dengan semangat organise lots of girl time with me. I was having fun with em all when suddenly she went all emo-ed and shared that weddings is somewhat bittersweet for her. True she's happy when any of the girls gets married but as the number rise, she felt as if people are leaving her one by one. And because I'm somewhat close to her, she's quite worried that when my time comes, I too would forget about her. And she'll feel all alone.

:)

No, I don't and I won't either. InsyaAllah. My door (married or not regardless, and I know Abg is also agree on this, bless the dude) is always open for a true friend. You are not alone.

Post mortem

2010-06-09T16:28:00.000+08:00

Currently at One Utama's Coffee Bean and Tea Leaves, accompanying abg studying his P5 exam. Just had my exam yesterday, hmm, I don't know, I'm having mixed feelings about it. On one hand, I find the paper somewhat, not scary, because Alhamdulillah almost all in that booklet is something that I manage to study and revise. On another hand, what worries me, is that because of mark allocation is too great per 0.5 mark and the thing that could kill me is the timing issues. I think don't have enough of it to be confident that I could reach the 50 mark boundary...which kinda exasperating right now because all I could think of today is how badly I want to re-sit YESTERDAY's exam. Sigh, is this a sign?

BecauseI feel that I CAN actually do the exam yesterday but I'm not writing and thinking FAST enough! Oh god, how stress is that?

The never ending trend of procastination, at its best.

2010-06-05T02:14:00.000+08:00

Finals is coming up tuesday (yes that AWFUL FINAL CRAPPY PAPER yang tak abes abes lagi ni, dang it, I'M BORED ALREADY!) yet I should be done with this case study......3 hours ago?

And yet, I'm watching this. Please, somebody slap me now? Like seriously.

J00 is the kaler pensil of my life

2010-06-05T00:01:00.007+08:00

*Points* Oh look! A 'boy' in a baju kurung! Grr I always get mistaken as a boy since I was weee neko. Life is harsh, sniff. Please ignore my late-grandfather's bum shot back there, gawsh I miss him, as a whole I mean.

Every since I was a little girl, I've always been asked what type of person I am? As in race. I know, this entry post sounds racial, I assure its not. (But if you're one of those people who have nothing to do other than capitalising any chance to raise racial or political argument, one suggestion for you, GET YER OWN BLOG! Sanks!)

True, most Chinese IS indeed fair skinned, but not all of the fair skin people is chinese.

Anyway where was I? Yeah, it usually happens when I hang out with my non-malay friends, or with Ayon (who is a Sarawak-kian by the way so yeah she looks chinese as well) or when I'm alone, people kept confusing me with some other race. There'll be countless of times when I wanted to buy lunch, the auntie behind the counter would ask me what I want me in chinese, which when I have the mood, I just 'layan' the auntie by yelling in my glorious 3 semester's worth of mandarin language that I know,

"CHAR KUEY TIAW, Yi (doing that 1 finger pose), TAPAUUUUUU"

Oklah fine, I lied, tapau is not mandarin but heck they understand me.

But this is not just it, this confusion gets rampant esspecially during my college years. Lecturers would look at me one kind and ask me when they hear me buat lawak bodo in malay in class or even at shops, countless of times when the sales girl converse with me in chinese.

The funny thing is, sometimes, being somewhat, in the 'confusing' look does have its sad side. The chinese would think I'm a malay, thus some whould chose not to be friend with me. Heck there are Malays that won't talk to me, thinking I'm just some other chinese girl in the class. True but sad facts of life, people tend to congregate with the familiar, not being racist, but this is fact a of life. Heck, there even some people who swear that I must have chinese blood because of the weird colour of my skin, to the point of even confusing myself, how come these people think they know whats my heritage or bloodline is anyways?

But thankfully, by being 'unique', I do make lotsa friends that don't really care about the colour of my skin. But it usually starts with hours of conversation, in English (yeah I know, sometimes when I'm being naughty, I purposely talk in full english, because the next question will always be the same)

"By the way, may I know what are you?"

I should tell them I'm part Martian or something.

It gets tiring explaining but after a while, I just kelentong-ed em that I was half-something. U name it, I kelentong-ed em. Mat salleh? Check. Arab? Check? In fact half Indian pun pernah (caye pulak tu, fantastic, muka ni macam actress hindustan ke?). Recently a girl in class tanye what am i, I just said Siamese, she terus blabbed on how beautiful Thailand is, much to my amusement. Kesian, layan je lah, it was a 1 time seminar pun, she won't see me after that so I'm sorta safe there hehe. In fact, even Abah said that next time I should try kelentong them that I'm an Indonesian, much to Mama's chagrin. I think he was referring to the hot actresses....kot, I hope. He'd better.

Anyway the funniest time is when Abg wanted to buy me my 'risik' ring (pre-engagement ring). The dude manning the counter actually double checked with me to make sure I was not some mail order bride girl from China getting duped to be married to some gatal Malay dude (haha funny but probably true). Its even funnier because the guy talked to me in English slowwwly just to make sure I undershatnd what he's saying, apelah mamat ni.

Poor abg, kesian, dah la baru first time masuk kedai gold, tak pasal kena camtu hihihihi.

Anyway, today while taking a break from studying, at one time, I was scratching my forehead when abg commented

"Kamu ni fair sangat, garu sikt dah merah"

Then he proceed to poke my forehead with the end of his pen, much to his amusement.

Selamber je dia. ZZzzzz

Owh the curse of the pale...

By the way, Dai 'requested' me to do this...thing. Layan je lah.

Abg, check out your wifey in 20 years time!

Dang! Fugly dowh!

Dai, kalau Abg tanak kawin ngan I, hang punya pasai haaaaaa! Lolz! (Joking onleee..i hope, gulp?)

The problem of being too connected with your social networking...

2010-05-31T00:30:00.001+08:00

...is when sharing too much means writing out a movie spoiler ending on a facebook status to a movie that I'm saving to watch after exams. Some people need to get a life, or friend. Or read up online etiquette.

Thanks a lot!

Btw, I just barfed durian pancake just now, not feeling too well these past few days. Trying out durian (when i know I absolutely detest durian) is not helping. Its official, I ~~don't~~ HATE like durian. Can't say I didn't try, I did, and look what it did to me. The after-taste and feeling that lingers sorta throw me into some roller coaster ride trying to keep my food down and head calm.

R.I.M.A.S

2010-05-28T23:55:00.000+08:00

I just need to be alone without any reason why I want to be sometimes. Because that's the only time I can catch up with Me.

Paradox betul sentence di atas.

S'cuse me while I procrastinate

2010-05-28T02:21:00.004+08:00

As you can see, I'm doing a little bit of 'cleaning to the background', but somehow youtube postings comes out wrong. Please excuse the messiness of the old posts, too lazy to adjust :p

Anyway just came back from Sol's and the Koptalker's Birthday Party. Wanted to stay up till 4 but my eyes are not co-operating as it should, prolly too full from all the food just now. Sigh, I need to start working out, FAST! Studying around just sitting is making me fat! Like seriously.

Anyway, will try out Abg's advise on sleeping face upwards. Because apparently, he said, sleeping on tummy sorta make our face, bloated due to the nerves we pressed there. I don't know much about facial nerves, or he's actually trying to tell me indirectly that I'm getting 'bloated', but should avoid doing that. The sleeping on tummy thingy. But these days, I sorta had to move into that position, especially when trying to get Mr Alwi to sleep, he's the type of baby that you have to do the sandwich grip cage in order to get him to sleep.

Nah, I think I gained weight. Which is fine considering I've been postponing my HTN program due to certain brain malfunction that I cannot afford while studying. Its either brain power, or vain power. Geh.

Anyway, not one, not two but there seems to be tons of people have been suggesting me and my sisters to start up a food blog. (Ha, macam mana nak kuruih ni, bagitau sikit?). But then again who knows, sounds fun. Besides, Sol just got a new DSRL for her birthday. Why waste?

Desserts are stressed spelled backwards

2010-05-27T14:20:00.000+08:00

Ah, no wonder. The's some kind of inner cosmic link about it! Dang! Please tell me how to stop these 1 am cravings for AnW waffles??

Either the writer of this junk is extremely rich, doesn't have a mother, faking 'himself' as a 'her', prolly uneducated, sexist, obviously single and immature (I'd LOVE to know which company pernah bankrupt because of maternity leaves, really tell me), or all of the above. This is the perfect example of what I call, writing blindly, without doing any research. Heartless as well.

2010-05-25T02:41:00.002+08:00

Yes, I'm angry! Fuming! I'm referring to this article, with was replied by some dumbass dude, who I believe impersonating this 'Marisa' lady. The reader wrote in in reply of woman's right to maternity leave. 'Her' (I really can't believe if its a lady who wrote this, really I do). From the Star,

The said reply

Monday May 24, 2010
Ridiculously generous benefits will bankrupt many firms

I REFER to “Stay in step with the ILO on maternity leave” (The Star, May 21) and agree with the writer that maternity protection is an essential right of working women.

However, no reasonable woman, working or not, would argue that she should be paid while she is not working. Paying a salary to a person that is not fulfilling his or her job description is economically disadvantageous to the employer and to the economy at large.

While the woman gets paid for not working, there is another prospective employee who may have to go hungry and homeless because he can't get a job.
By asking for ridiculously generous benefits, women's rights activists have bankrupted uncountable companies in the West and now they are trying to do the same here.

I wonder if the ILO and similar rights organisations only consider the rights of the workers when formulating their recommendations, or if they also look at the balance sheets of the companies.

A pregnant woman should resign, or take unpaid leave until her child is born and until he is big enough for her to return to work. Pregnant women are already unable to fulfil their duties because their condition does not usually allow them to perform as they should. The position left vacant should be filled by temporary or contract workers.

Women should not be selfish and think they can have it all, and lawyers should consider that human rights are subservient to the performance of the economy. Every right has a price, and having no job gives you no money to pay for your rights.

A business proposition must be equitable to be successful, and by demanding that women be paid although they are not working, while others are practically starving because they can't get a job, the ILO jeopardises the interest of the mother, the child, and the future of the country.

You know what, I can go on and on, writing loooooongggg typical Neko-style rantings about this idiot's letter but I'm guessing everyone who reads this (especially working mothers) feels the same way. I don't have a kid yet looking at my mom and sister (now a mom too), I understand the hardship. What pisses me off the writer thinks woman on maternity leaves duduk rumah goyang kaki. What kind of mentality is this?

Argh, can I say something that's gonna hit below the belt???

*Sabar, Neko sabar*

I'm not banging all male species here, but if you're one of those dudes who thinks like this, please don't get a girlfriend/wife. Because life is going to give you one big smack of reality in your face!

Lifeline

2010-05-22T15:17:00.000+08:00

"When u choose to follow your dreams you must become the person your dreams need for them to come true"~DailyLove~

Light of Love

2010-05-08T03:05:00.002+08:00

Been looping this for almost 3 weeks now XD. Sigh, oh Maaya, how I adore thee. Her lyrics never fails to sweep me away. Dreamy as always, old song I love to listen,

Hi, yeah, blog makin berhabuk saya tahu. But Alwi is getting a bit handy and exams is getting nearer so nak menulis pun macam payah. Also I already starting to get things done for my wedding, originally, I wanted to make a wedding blog. Tu pun tak mula2, macam tak je. Hands full. Lebih lebih lagi bila budak kecil clingy tu mcm threaten nak terjun katil, oh noooo. Kalau taruk atas riba, dia pun nak taip. Kalau nak taip time dia tidur, hoho, bunyi keyboard click click click pun dia bangun.

Org nak dengar Mp3, dia pun nak ikut. Dia flu haritu, dia share ngan saya.

*Both full of snot-age*

U get my drift? Unless ade grandpaw or adik or helper yang free tak buat ape2 kerja, Alwi most of the time spend it with moi.

Cool, I shall train him to be like me XD (fear me sistah haha).

Anyway, am a bit proud with makcik, her topsy turvy cake was featured in UK Wedding Design Magazine, which publish only at UK (duh) and quarterly. Bangga! Hmm Ini sudah menjadi pencetus impetus untuk mula mencari pembina webbie yang professional. I think its about time. But after exam me think.

More stories, click here.

Anyway, like seriously, I gotta go. What a shoddy entry. Baik tak payah taip right? :p But I know some of u are too bored at the office, so yeah, here's some somewhat entertainment fer ya. Crappy I know :p One day, when its calmer, I'll write properly.

Lav,

Neko and The-Mini-Cookie-Monster

Bersyukur

2010-04-17T03:33:00.001+08:00

I am lucky. No, am not bragging. Once in a while, I think everybody should actually say that rather than complaining and whining. Because in truth, everyone is lucky, its just that sometimes, people only turn to their God when they are on their depths of despair.

They only pray when they need help.

Honestly speaking, when things are going well, or in your prayer, instead of praying asking for something, have you actually thanked Him for the rezeki he has given you.

Jangan cakap takde, the fact your living and breathing is one of the berkat of living.

Sendiri fikir, sendiri tahu.

People always complain when their deeds are not fairly recognized by other people. Have you thanked The One lately?

Have you?

Also, nothing makes me smile when in times of turbulence, there's always some special people that throw that lifevest even when I did not request for it. Ones that stepped up, (hopefully) without ulterior motives, hoping for the best in life, rather than being requesting on.

Alhamdulillah. These will never gone unnoticed. Thank you.

Anyway, loving this,

New Menu?

2010-04-14T02:13:00.002+08:00

Opah has trouble eating, again. Nasi tak boleh luak. But today was different. She requested for my fish sticks when I ate em for lunch. It started with quarter fish sticks. Then half, then you get the picture.

And not vomit.

Hoho. Takpe, asalkan makan.

Anyway, been on a Hari-Tanpa-Nasi diet. In fact, last week, i experimented with 5 days, only to succumbed on the final day due to mama's Ketam Masak Lemak Cili Padi. But astonishingly, wore a corset, which was done last year to a friends wedding, OHEMMGEE, longgar sangat! To the point I had to use pins to secure it, or face public flashing of my uhm oh nononon. Last year, when I tailored the corset, the thing was made customized to my body, meaning snug just right. And now, wahlaaaaa lalalalalala~ (I know, vain right? Pastu makan Fish Sticks).

And you know what, I don't think I miss rice much. Oklah there are exceptions. I miss sushi.

Hmm sushi.......

Keeping in touch, just for friends or plain stalking?

2010-04-12T03:05:00.004+08:00

Facebook i mean.

Honestly, I love that thing so much because it connects everyone I love and care in it. Also, after a long day, you'll get to sorta see the insides and whats going on with friends, and honestly, what's not interesting about it? You can't deny the power of social networking does work immensely here. It does bring friends and family closer, BUT only if an effort is made.

However, there's some behavior that kinda peeves me off, and well, its friends. True, facebook is one place that can reunite old friends, heck, even from your kiddy days. And I'm glad, really, when we can sorta reunite and chat for all times sake. No problem for me.

But what I don't like is that, hmm lemme illustrate this,

Jenniffer Lopez (bukan nama sebenar) wants to add you as friend. Approve?

History with Jenniffer : Old uni classmates
Relationship: Ok ok lah, boleh tahan, Can talk.

Then you added this friend. After adding, no 'hi', 'hello how are you?'. Then you start seeing status updates on his/her wall. Right, he/she's alive and online, Perhaps they'll say hi later.

Then after a period, like months, you realize there's no such 'networking' activities between you and Jennifer. The only time they'll communicate with you when there's a possibility that you're going to have a big party that can turn into a reunion amongst friends i.e : Self Invite

I don't know about you, but I find this somewhat annoying. I think I've reached at that stage where I can no longer be bothered with these type of people. True, at school/uni, there's nothing bad going on between us but at the same time, what's there in common for us now? I doubt we can even talk if we happen to met each other. Main reason, people are obsessed in adding friends in hoping to get more friends but at the same time, FAILED miserably in maintaining the connection. For me, its personal. And now I find myself staring on long list of old friends requesting to be added, heck there's even some that I don't even talk to em at all at uni requesting for it.

But the main peeve is not the ones I didn't add. Its the ones that I DO add. I'm beginning to think facebook is a place for people thats lazy to keep in touch, to stalk their friends pages. You can say, its a falling out of friendship mode, yeah, even in my religion, its considered bad to putus kawan. But I'm not 'putus'-ing like tak mahu cakap lansung. But putus as in no facebooking network with you. If I see you, yes I'll say hi, but thats it.

Coz THATS the real thing that is actually going on right?

And also what cheeses me off, people that I am NOT close at all SELF INVITING themselves to my wedding, like after talking twice or so (sometimes tak cakap lansung). Honestly, I can be a huge prick buat derk tak ajak but I am human too, ade juga perasaan tak mahu malukan orang. But come to think of it, orang-orang yang macam ni takde nak fikir ape kita rasa.

If you're under this category, (or actually all of you), no matter how close you are, NEVER SELF INVITE or whine yourselves to be invited to a wedding or anything in that matter. Because logically, if the newlyeds wants you there, they'll invite you. If not, well, they won't. Whining yourself in will only resulted in 2 outcomes,

1) You will be invited but the newlyweds jemput tak ikhlas. Habis kene kutuk kat belakang.
2) You won't be invited. And the shame goes to...?

Sigh, I'm not evil. But because I keep thinking about other people's emotions on not hurting them, in the end, the one that I'm hurting is myself. And I'm done with that. Somehow, high school friends, I'm alright with them, saying hi or not, coz we knew each other at the non-judging stage. Its the uni onwards thats bugs me.

Thats it, 'friends' that has not communicated (facebook, text message, meetups) for more than 2 years, I'm sorry, my facebook list needs cleaning up. I want my facebook to be a place for me to be with the ones that I actually cared, not one that once passed through my life.

However, I am aware that even I do these mistake too, as in non-communicato with friends. Feel free in delete-ing me, seriously I'm not offended.

Ps: Lagi pissed off to 'friends' that will only communicate with you only and only when result keluar. Kalau bab tu, boleh menang hadiah pertama sms paling cepat sampai. Kalau tanye khabar, memang satu habuk pun takda.

Opah

2010-04-09T14:38:00.000+08:00

Its been a while since I've written anything about Opah. There are some of my readers do ask about her well being when they see me, thank you.

One fine morning, around the second month of my working life, I was about to leave for work when I noticed mother and father was still in the house, which piqued my curiosity, "Are they taking some sort of holiday without me knowing, if that so, hey thats cheating!"

Then mother turned to me and said, " Didn't you know? Opah is at the hospital, admitted last night, her blood pressure has rise to a dangerous point (actually at this point of time, I can't remember how high is the dangerous level but yeah, it was too high for someone her age), and she fell down in the bathroom, hit her head. As of right now, your uncles and aunties is on their way here right now"

MasyaAllah! And here I am living at the same house not knowing whats going on. The night before I came home from work late, so once I arrived, I just head straight to bed not knowing whats going on. Sad I tell you. Then on the way to the office, Aunt called me asking when am I coming to the hospital. Nangis dalam kereta okay! Sampai terlajak drive ke Shah Alam pasal body ni terlampau in tune to drive straight to UITM instead of office. Then at the office, my cubicle mate and a senior asked whats wrong, dah la time tu emosi tengah goyah, terkeluarlah muka risau. They were encouraging me to just go but at that time I was learning something major at the office, and I don't know why, I was quite scared on asking for leave.

At first I thought, well, I'd take half day leave, after lunch I'll go. Then Sister called "Hey, kamu ni, ambil cuti sekarang pi tengok Opah kat hospital, takkan pasal ni pun diaorg tak kasi?". Dush! Terus wayar rasional dalam kepala ni macam putus, boleh bergenang air mata kat office, tapi time tu tahan lagi. Then ada one time, the senior that was teaching me got a call from somebody, and I think she was also not in a good mood, and at that time she was holding my mechanical pencil, after she put down her phone, suddenly she hurled my mechanical pencil until it broke in two (kesian, dah arwah pensel tu), which soon afterwards, she bertakafur and salawat, apologizing for her behavior. But time tu tiba tiba, I broke down, mainly shocked but I asked for leave for I know my mind was not there.

I straight went to my boss and asked for an early leave and left the building. Pastu nangis dalam kereta. Benyeh siut.

Turns out Opah had a minor stroke. But were discovered just in time. Apparently, Aunt said during dinner, she noticed her face was slightly, senget / crooked than usual, and Opah complained that she can't talk well. Worried, she called one of my uncle and straight got Opah into the hospital for checkups.

And I thought, when people had stroke, the person had gone into a seizure or something. But thank god, alhamdulillah nothing like that happened, but a lesson for me to learn, stroke can also happen without anyone noticing it. Kalau dah teruk, baru kena teruk macam tu.

So now, Opah is recovering at home up to her usual dramas =) But as days goes by, alhamdulillah, since we have a treadmill at home, some physiotherapy can be done at home. Her only complains is that recently, she can't seem to keep her food down. Meaning, everytime she ate, she'll vomit. The only thing she can swallow is plain porridge, which she complained too boring, after like 2 weeks consuming it. Then when she thinks she's okay, she'll stubbornly ate normal rice with soy sauce and minor side dish, which from the pattern we noticed, will cause her to vomit. "Semangat nak makan tu ade, tapi badan dah takleh terima, penat Opah " she would lament. As stubborn as she is, she still insist on going to the bathroom by herself, thus sometimes The Helper would be tad confuse on which to take care of, the house? the baby? or Opah? Tapi memang betullah, kalau dah hari hari makan bubur kosong, siapa tak bosan?

Today, Opah just ate 1 whole bowl of rice. So far, nothing has come out, will watch out on that.

Okay, NOW I'm starting to panic!

2010-04-08T22:33:00.000+08:00

I have not prepared anything for my wedding. With the exception of my wedding dress, which my parents sort-of had to drag me to tailor it in my half-dazed-work-exam-stress-stupor condition, last 2 weekends ago (bless them for being attentive) the other stuffs like the hantarans, photographers, invitation cards, videographers, guest list etcetcetc, I have not started anything on it.

Astagfirullahhalazimmmmm!

Don't get me wrong I am excited about my wedding, heck RIGHT NOW I'M REALLY EXCITED ABOUT IT. To the point of, alamak, alamak! (because now baru nak start to panic)

Just recovered from post-work stress. I've just woken up. Ok time to panic!!

So okay, I've just contacted the makeup artist that did my face (hahaha mcm kemaskan muka ni yang bersepah je) during my, alhamdulillah, he's okay with it! (YES!!! Totally love his work).

And ummm...thats about it @.@

Okay, there's 1 question that I've always curious about with regards of Pre, or actually, Post Wedding Photographs. I'm not too sure whether to do it or not to do it, depends on my budget. Especially now when I'm back to my current full time study mode, the luxury of splurging my brains out is out of the question. I should prioritize on whats important first kan? Anyway, from most pictures that I've viewed, I noticed that most of em had their makeup done exactly like how they look on their wedding day. Does this mean that the photographers have hidden makeup skill or they re-hire their makeup artist?

If thats the case, (rehired makeup artist again!) , oh my that'll be unnecessary cost would it?

Ok focus Neko, focus. Gambar event tu penting, ni gambar main main pulak nak fikir.

And truth to be told, the ONE photographer that I've absolutely adore his work (to the point of stalking his work hehe), I did inquired about it, sadly, the quotation is a tad expensive. Like 2 times my salary if I didn't quit my job (kalau kerja pun, mengucap juga). Sedih, but what to do, his work IS artistic and from my point of view, different from other wedding photographers because he's able to capture the moment, for I sorta hate posed pictures. Takpelah, takda rezeki. Sniff.

I'm still on the fence about this. True I'd LOVE to have some sort of super-vain photos taken with me and abg but I think I probably have to sit this one out. Sigh. Kita baru nak dirikan masjid, its better to save, rather than spend unnecessarily.

Another idea is instead of commissioning a professional photographer (for vain shots, not reception, I'm still fussy over THAT), maybe I should look into either asking my nephew again, or asking one of my bestfriend's dude (now husband, Alhamdulillah) to take photos.

We'll see.

Dramatic entry from a nanny (saje buat kecoh)

2010-04-08T02:26:00.001+08:00

Hello everyone, I back being a student, plus additional nanny-hood job while the helper looks after the house and Opah AND also home business merchant. Sebelum tu, kakak kakak, amkcik makcik, auntie auntie mari mari jenguk kedai adik ni heheheh kain kapas very high quality punya, tengok kat sini, Debutante Avenue.

Hana. My personal favorite. Unique da ne~

I thought staying home will be a breeze for me to study but nooo, i wasn't prepared with what I'm about to face. As all of us are aware, HamsterHamsap has gone back to work right?

Like most mothers, they always think their baby is the most adorable angel in the world alalala cayang cayang gugu gaga, paling comel, paling baik in the world, u get my drift.

My sister, is one of em.

Anyway, like i've been pin pointing before, at THIS blog, no such thing like that. For I'm just an aunt, ~~kene buli~~ kawan dengan Alwi.

Berpakaian seperti Jedi kerana Nda tak sanggup lihat his saliva menjejeh on my bed serta mem-peta on it, takut semut datang. Note the non-existence of my cadar to be washed. Di sebalik senyuman menawan itew, lurks seorang emosional manipulator uhukuhuk. Habis torture Nda macam taufan, kamu~ Tengoklah senyuman tu, mcm ade plan je uhukuhuk, Nda tatot!

I've not been babysitting this kid for months now, so imagine how suprised I was when the babysitting job is totally different from last 4 months ago. The kid I took care last time tu takde skill lagi nak golek macam taufan or genggam apa-apa or merangkak.

Sekarang, fuh, kalau boleh janganlah tiba tiba kite out of his sight, orelse he'll scream his head off. Clingy I tell you. Orang nak pi toilet pun tak senang. Pastu bile kita nak tenangkan dia, of all things, he will without fail, will grab a handfull of my hair and main swing swing or rentap sekuat hati. Tension ya know. Bila kita buat derks je, lagi kuat dia melalak. Then the house helper will come and look at me one kind as if I yang buli budak kecik ni, what la kan?

Like once, I heard he sort of loss his balance (from the sitting down position) and hit his side, like normal babies do. At that time he didn't see that I can actually see him, so he is actually okay, tergolek jer no biggie, but from his pandangan budak kecil, he can't see me. I was bracing myself for a tear fest but bila takde bunyi nangise, I was like, okay takpe, just a bump, builds character. Then it took him about 5 minutes crawling around and when he saw me, 1st eye contact teruk melalak angkat tangan nak dukung. Apekah?! Drama king sudah menjelma harhar.

Ngades I tell j00.

Like today, I've sort of converted a section of my room into a mini nursery so that the helper can just park him in my room for me to watch over while she's taking care of the house and Opah.

Nampak happy bukan? Ni actually dia tengah agah kite supaya kita ambil dia and dukung. When I did nothing and just smiled at him from far sambil buat kerja, he did this,

Perubahan muka yang mendadak, ni just a few second before dia explode =.=

Then because he kept crawling to my workspace area, which as HamsterHamsap would describe as biohazard zone, (too much wires and small stuff lying around), I thought, hey, maybe he's lonely and scared being down there. So I bought all my books and pillow to study on the floor beside his area konon ingatkan dia boleh bermain dengan tenang bila ada orang dekat.

Ingat he'll leave you alone? Noooooo, orang nak study, dia pun nak sibuk.

Tiba tiba dia pun nak baring kat situ, apekah?

Then bila I nak baring sebelah to study, dia pun nak 'study' jugak. Bila I nak jawab sms, dia pun nak 'jawab sms' (pastu main hentak hentak my phone wuwuwuuw dah la phone tu tenat) He's soo not interested in his toys at all.

Then I parked him on that bouncer because on this chair, he can't crawl sesuka hati jump off. Meaning, I can get a good couple of minutes study uninterrupted. But then again, he managed to foil my plan by going on another tear-fest, sheesh boy, Nda duduk sebelah je kot?

Then I got bored working on the floor, so I took out my laptop, kononnya nak taip this entry. Guess what? Dia pon nak pakai laptop jugak!

Siap nak cungkil cungkil the keyboard, lemah jantung Nda weih~

And when thats not enough, when he saw me reading this book, he crawled over and yeah, you guessed it, nak 'study' jugak as well!

Pastu buat muka tak bersalah (tapi kantoi on the act).

I miss writing

2010-02-16T01:27:00.000+08:00

Indeed I do. But the time constraint and too much homework kinda kills the mood. Still not used to the whole too much going on at the same time.

And also,

Next week is result day. Sigh, you know what, to say I don't care would be a total lie. Torn in two. I want to know about it badly but I also don't want to know about it. Too much inner conflicts x.X

For the mean time, please leave me alone, don't ask me about this, yes even YOU dear bestfriends. Coz logically, if I pass I'd definitely tell you, kalau senyap je its obvious the news is not good.

Please pray for me! Too darn scared.

Happy 2010 (Darn it, belated again?)

2010-01-17T03:01:00.000+08:00

New year has never been a huge thing in my life. In fact, I've celebrated the coming of the millennium last time by snoozing away somewhere in Denmark, woken up by some drunkard retards firing up the fireworks right outside the window regardless of the fact they won't even remember 1 second of it the next day anyway.

In fact, this year, I've celebrated it by snoozing away again.

Another day to another year. Big deal. Heh.

So as a trend befitting MY tradition, as usual, I'm wishing everyone a Happy New Year (very tad late indeed) just for the formalities. :p

Oh yes, I'm grateful that I'm still alive and kicking, and yes, thank you several friends of followers of this dusty blog for reminding me how long I've not updated my blog, regardless of the fact that you pun tak update blog hang or takde blog at all. Then, what about MY entertainment ha? Tut tut..

But I'm really flattered that you guys do read whatever nonsense that really doesn't make sense of whatever I wrote. Its either the entries I write is uber facinating/cool/interesting or you guys are seriously too darn bored to read anything else. Haha.

Anyway, I'm back home (like 2 weeks ago) and recently have joined the ranks of employment. Which I feel the entries of this blog will be either less or none at all! Its not I have nothing to write ooooih believe me, I'd like to write more but my current job is quite hectic, heck, I came back around 9pm on my first day hokay! Tengoklah, prolly once a week, I must write, orelse hilang the jive to write random stuff.

Anyway, today, the last girl of my high school clique, the four WBs, Dai is engaged! I'm really really happy for her, congratulations dear! Since Shee and Iza married around the same time and now pregnant sama-sama, it'll be fun since now boleh have funsies planning with Dai. Dai is my bestfriend in high school, I think she's the one that understand me when I was in school, you knowlah, time skolah menengah nak rebel la, emolah, standard teenagers angst. Heck in fact even when she went of to MRSM form 4, we do keep in touch with snail mails and all. And I'm gratefull for that. InsyaAllah, everything will go well :)

I love you Cik Dianah! And oh yeah I know you still have some of the pictures I minta u pulang balik zaman sekolah, buat harta pulak ye? hahahhaha

Me and Cik Dianah@Dai, one that taught me to see the wonderful goodness in people. She is one of the people in my list who NEVER EVER see negative or bad thoughts on other people, which is REALLY RARE these days. And mase zaman kanak kanak dulu, dialah paling penyabar melayan my ackward years, siap kalau satu hari ade soalan homework tak faham (i pun ngong tak reti nak kumpulkan soalan banyak2 baru tanye, ni tak setiap satu soalan, call, kalau ade 10 soalan 10 kali lah i call) and she'll patiently explain em to me tanpa merasa annoyed or irritated (gee whiz i hope so haha tapi dia tak pernah marah la) huhuhThank you.

Dear K, if u're reading this (which I know), please take care of her, like REALLY WELL. Kalau I dengar ade cerita busuk, siap la kamuh. *pandangan evil*

But I'm confident Dai made the right choice. You should be honoured :)

Okaylah peeps, saya mahu lelap sudah. Night everyone. Happy sunday yo!

The day we almost KO-ed in our sleep and the tyre blew up.

2009-12-25T04:48:00.001+08:00

Mama was right. The best memories of family holidays is always the ones that when accidents or mishaps happen. Really, if u think about it, people don't really tell you, "Owh I sapu-ed the whole Harrods clean with baju mahal and handbags" (o wait ,maybe ade kot, but you don't hear those things in daily conversation, mau kena chop berlagak). More like "Owh no! Because of the sapu-ing of Harrods I kena stamp bankrupt by the bank and now kena makan pasir boo!" (contoh kay, takde kena mengena ngan yang hidup, tidak ada di sini or sedang tido)

Think about it, people rather re-enact the bad drama rather than the good stuff, betul tak? Coz its memorable. From it, we learn to avoid it in the future. Lesson learned.

But it is funny when u recalled em. Thus this post will be no exception. Prolly due to the fact I have nothing to do with it mueheheheheh. (If I'm dead tomorrow because of pillow asphyxiation, I point my fingaz to the Hamster mkay?)

XD Cool ne my 'insurance'?

Owh lupa nak bagi salam. This post is made live in London, Pre Chrismast Eve day. Hello everyone! Not bad ei nak melepaskan frust post-exam, pre-work. XD

Back to our blog worthy story, last week, 2 mishaps/accidents happen. We were in Barnsdale, Rutland Waters, roughing it up (cheh not camping outside, more like living in the countryside, near nature, trees, baba white sheeps, lakes, horses, barns, fat birds prolly some deers and pigs running around) when it happened.

The part when we almost ko-ed in our sleep is actually a serious tale to tell. Which is also a reminder to all expectant/already mothers/basically everyone especially in winter weather not to be too careless. Why? Okay 1st of all, there's something with the air, totally different from the climate of our country, prolly due to lack of humidity, where when there's odd smell or smoke in the air, you don't really smell it.

Okay lemme start from the top, HamsterHamsap was sterilizing Alwi's bottles after dinner. So naturally, all of us retired to our beds early and she ter fell asleep on the living room couch with her husband and Alwi.

It was until the smoke alarm went off and went crazy when all of us woke up startled and realized the whole upstairs floor was covered in smoke. Melted plastic baby bottle air. Toxic gila ba alif ba ya if u know what i mean. Which made all of us run to buka all the doors and windows, well except for 1, she just went on sleeping blissfully away in that loud smoke alarm noise and toxic air. Ntah2 memang dah pengsan kot, I dunnoh but she didn't budge at all.

Anyway, HamsterHamsap's melted bottle is now crystallized in a pot pan in Barnsdale. Amazing. But no photo on that, HamsterHamsap was not too proud of it. Let this be a lesson to learn. But scary one indeedy.

But whats scary was that, if it wasn't for the fact for the smoke alarm, all of us would prolly be sleeping away. Coz honestly speaking, I didn't smell anything untill the alarm went off. Terbangun pasal terkejut bunyi bising, bukan bau asap. Yes, that fire alarm sound blaring like u see in the movies, sebijik. Cuma its louder. I shudder to think what'll happen if that place don't have smoke detector alarm.

Lesson no 1: Batteries in smoke alarm. VERY IMPORTANT in cold climate countries. Your life depends on it.

Lesson no 2: Especially to new mothers out there, I know for a fact there's 2 reading this, when ur traveling using just stove to sterilize instead of the machine itself, please please please oh my god PLEASE remember about it.

Aside from plastic smelling clothes, Alhamdulillah thank god nothing serious happened. Takpe ade hikmah kita belajar

Just in case any Liverpool fan tersesat

The second mishap happened after we've visited Anfield Stadium .Poyo gilerh nama stadium pun This Is Anfield, no seriously not joking, asal tak Anfield Is Here while they're at it?. (You can tell right I'm not a Liverpool-lian?) Bro in law HAD to make this pilgrimage, he's a die-hard-fan. Father was being a good sport actually said yes.

Liverpool, checked. After this, The Emirates Stadium pulak!

Well anyway, after a day's tour on the infamous stadium, on our way back from Liverpool towards Rutland Waters, suddenly the back right side tyre of our car blew. It was scary as all of us were on our ipods, semuaorg telinga pakai headphones, the road was slippery with winter wetness and it was dark.

Thank god again nothing bad happened and brother-in-law (who was driving) had good control of the car. So yeah, stranded for more than an hour by the side of the road in the cold, perfumed with Alwi's fantastic perfume of baby poop. Muaha hakhak.

Anyway, the news is correct, its snowing!!! It was a like a blizzard at Barnsdale (now we're in London, not much snow just wet wet wet).

Like a scene outta Dr Zhivago

Anyway, enough news from the UK. I'm currently hungry so otak tgh takleh function well (wots new?). Tomorrow is Chrismass so anyone celebrating it, Happy Xmas. Tonights dinner is lamb briyani Mama bought from Edgeware Road but we're waiting sister and husband pulang from their relatives house. Mou..lapar :( Okaylah nak pergi munch some chips. Till then, Happy Holidays!!

Ps: I heard Tanah Abang in Indonesia collapse. Omg, I'm sad and shocked as well for its my usual haunts if I'm in Indon. Condolences to the losses.

Haw 2 skare thy annoying neibours

2009-12-09T23:36:00.002+08:00

Step 1 : Open thy windows, preferably one that's facing their kitchen. Even better if you're on the 1st floor, looking down.

Step: 2: Pakai telekung

Step 3: Preferably time maghrib.

Step 4: Duduk tepi tingkap and wait.

Step 5: Jangan buka lampu.

Step 6: Pose!

Result : Terpekik dia terkejut melatah. Kesian. I swear it was unintentional. Really. Reaaaaaleyyyyyyy.

Conclusion : Jangan biarkan ur untrained dogs melalak tak tentu pasal 24 seven. Orang nak bace buku pun tak senang faham???!!!!

Tak sengaja. Pwomish. Tapi berjaya.

One down, one more to go. Oh God please make this the last time for me to go through it!!!

2009-12-09T02:32:00.004+08:00

Currently listening to Stacey Kent's rendition of:

Hi, this is post P7 exam Neko speaking. Currently, brain capacity overfried to the crisp and knuckles cramp from over gripping the pen. Which is mightier than the sword. (Wahaha ok nak start merapu) Bruised finger. Not to mention I've pulled a muscle on my neck DURING the exam, which was painfull tahap nak nangis (I think I actually did for a sec when the neck snapped, jiran meja sebelah gave me a freaky look eyeballing me for suddenly yelping out in the blue, terkejut dia). So yeah, I did my exam kepala static tersangkut in an odd way. The whole 3 hours. Sakit.

Now I can't bend, look down, left or right. Only straight. To the computer monitor. And type without looking down. Which I'm awesome at it, haha! I'm on a mandatory no book break tonight, tonight must get good rest, tomorrow sambung balik cram, blergh. Next paper FRIDAY!!!!! Bak kata Nadia and Mr Marcus, "Time To Kill The Examiners!!". (Kill em with your answers so they can't find means to fail you, jangan kill them with stupid answers, memang nak kena fail la tuh!).

Anyway, in case you guys missed me, yes I'm still alive.

Cheek density has increased exponentially, by 1/3 of the finger deep equivalent in 1 week period, probably due to high dosage of milk, sugar and sleep. Condition expected to be worsen by next week whereby traveling with abah spells DIE DIET DIE!!!

Head: Kool-Fever looted from Alwi's stash

Glasses : Cermin tukar 2 kali, the first time dropped after exam P2, gila macam perang sampai spek patah.

Pyjama ala grandma : Reject shop from bandung muahaha ai liek

What you don't see: Salonpas heat balm stick-ons koyok style at neck and waist.

Bak kata HamsterHamsap, tak sah kalau Nda Jan tak hypochondriac.

Biasalah. Tak sah kalau takda drama walau sekecil hama. Nyaha!

Please please please pray I pass this seating! Too much is at stake. (Stake! Bukan steak blergh =.=)

Next paper, P5. Wish me luck!

2009-12-01T01:19:00.003+08:00

Be not afraid of going slowly; be afraid only of standing still. ~Chinese Proverb

Neko-Pages?

2009-11-30T14:42:00.003+08:00

An old uni friend whom I've not spoken to for a long time called and asked me where can he get nice noodle shop in town and locations of good eateries in town based on his stalking on my facebook food pictures. Thats it.

TU JE NGKO TANYE?????

Oklah aside from whats the spotted question ppl predict would come out exam nanti, at least tanyelah khabar la kan? Sengal. >p #@#%$^%&^*&%(*(^*( lawaks la.

And its not the first time this happens!!!!!! Lain lain orang pulak tu. Whadahelllll, ai dah jadi food directory pulak doh?

Chies, its a sign, I eat out too much.

or,

We oughta seriously open another blog dedicated to food galore, sisterhood style.

Muarhahahahahhahahaha!

Pastu pray to god ade endorsement slimming pulak since asyik nak kene makan jeeeee haih.

Haih, dah lama tak keluar rumah, I feel like this,

Pic credit to LolCats, whereelse.

Ps: Menjawab soalan itu, the Mee Goreng yang paling shiok will always be from Pak Li Kopitiam, tak kira di mana, mmg the best for me. Maggi Goreng the kedai mamak bawah McOrange kat Jalan Gereja, Kuew Tiaw shiok kat TTDI, dekat Pasar Basah tu at Kuey Tiaw Doli (yes, franchise yang famous kat Taiping tu). Pastas is either Delicious or Pasta Zanmai. Ambik ko.

Coz its not everyday you get to be 25...

2009-11-29T03:55:00.000+08:00

Dear Abg,
Happy 25th Birthday!
The 4th time I've missed it, AGAIN!
Its either exams/I'm away holidaying/zonked out (last year' incident harhar).
This time, it Aidil Adha, you're away back in your hometown.
So seperti biasa celebrate secara remote.
Haih selalu macam ni. =(
Anyway,
Please come back soon, its been a while since I last saw you.

The Patchiness is calling >D

With love,
Your Neko

Vanilla twilight skies

2009-11-21T02:56:00.006+08:00

The Bald with the Ducky Mouth. I miss.

*Cackles* Ngehe, eh, what am i doing updating this blog? Kata mahu hiatus kunun, tengok siapa yang hapdet ni?

Well, I'm bored. And when you have stuff to write about, you can't just ditch the stuff you want to write any way. Have you ever kena writers block? Sucks I tell you. Plus I personally believe, by actually writing down what you're thinking, the cogs in the brain functions better as regards to just thinking about it (regardless if the entri you're about to make is rubbish anyways but then again, if you think its rubbish, there's always the alt F4 button).

Plus I'm tired. Lets make this a short diversion for a while. Then I'll get back to my books.

Anyway, aside from youtube-ing random songs, it has always been a fascination of mine to view commercials. Macam budak kecik hehe. (I have short attention span, what to do) But then again, sometimes, a 10 minute commercial can convey a whole bucketload of message, stories and emotions that even a 1 and a half hour movie can't. Which to me, a bigger feat considering you have to balance out the artsy element yet conveying the message.

But not all commercials la. Some, I find a waste of resources. Any 5 minutes of a product that starts with the word 'De'/ 'D' with a static image of the product plus spokesperson (only narration) is seriously not interesting. Which in most cases, beauty product. In fact, its sorta like pulls the brand name down, like 'cheapen' and pulling down its goodwill. The aim should be either premium or differentiated product. In fact commodity product commercials fare better than that. And I believe, for something that you want people to tepek kat muka/badan, it has to be in the differentiated category. Coz honestly speaking, major consumers@woman sangat particular about this. You can say what you want but always remember, the objective of the commercial is to pull the customers. See, free information for those advert execs, tak payah nak buat benchmarking exercise.Cost saving for you ;)

I'm running away from the topic. Argh macam review case study pulak dah.

ANYWAY, where was I? Right, commercials. I've been an avid follower of Channel commercials, regardless of ever been able to afford to buy the products by myself...YET (one can dream). Plus I'm sorta mildly obsessed with everything French, thus you can't blame me when I fell in love with this. An owh owh, Audrey Tautou, epitome of elegence~

Oh Billie Holiday~

Beautiful.

I wish I have a wishlist page here (which I've yet to discover how to actually make one using blogspot) where I can put in An Adventure using The Orient Express. Masuk into my Things-To-Do-Before-I-Die list. One day. One day it shall crystalise. InsyaAllah. Hopefully ada rezeki.

Suddenly, I'm missing Istanbul. When I saw the advert, flashes of the Spice Market, Blue Mosque and the Bosphorus makes me what to go back there. I've been there once and it was too darn short of a time. I'd say Istanbul is The City of Love, don't know why, the atmostphere there is so calm and peaceful. Venice pun but I've yet to set foot there so can't say much. Plus, its B.E.A.U.T.I.F.U.L . Grr time to dig up old pictures pulak. Tibe nak reminisce.

That's a working aqueduct on the left. Ancient technology but still there till today.

The majestic blue mosque. That's another love story.

View from a ride in the Bosphorus.

You know in that movie, "A Walk To Remember" (yer, that cheesy chick flick that gets all the feminine species squirm in delight and all male species squirm in fear. Hakhak thats the one.), where there's one part Landon bought Jamie (is a girl, this is not some Brokeback Mountain stuff) to the interstate line and proclaimed that the girl can strike of 1 list of her wishlist, which is to be and 2 places at 1 time? Well at the Bosphorus river, the sentence 2 places in 1 time brings a bigger meaning.

Enjoying the Bosphorus riverview

Look right, you'll see the continent of Asia. Look left, you'll see the Europian continent. Cool huh?

Anyway, I think I've been spending to much time here (damm I hate abrupt endings but I gotta go, I shouldn't even be here), I better take my leave.

PS: I'm so stressed with everything, I feel like I want to get myself a pair of shoes/heels. How much bimbo lagi can I be?

Last vid post for the year, I promise ;)

2009-11-18T22:54:00.002+08:00

Started from Lyn's Firefly post on Facebook. Now I'm hooked. Owl City is in Neko's List of Approval XD. Me likey~

Hiatus wahai Plebeians!

2009-11-18T22:09:00.003+08:00

Pasal ni Abah and Mama tak setuju hantar pi Art School. Hanya mampu lukis org lidi.

Sebelum sesetengah dari kamu mengspam ym/fb inbox/text message, lemme inform you that I'm around but, not here. Get it? :D

Nothing much will be going on with Nekonation till next year (haha tengok2 nanti in 2 days time tibe ade update, otak ni manaleh percaya kadang kadang). I'll be buried in books, tears, baby barf, and messy room till the end of this year. Right after my final paper, malam tu jugak akan membawa diri jauh jauh dari tanah air coz I dah bajet I akan emo kaw kawnye heheh. (Or not, dad knows me best). Till next year.

Wish me luck!

Till 2010, ja my lovelies~

2009, its been one most exciting, meaningful and memorable year for me.
Thank you.

PS1: Debutante Avenue terpaksa di tutup sementara kerana sister assistant will be going off scouting for more stocks up north (new place, new designs). Maka the other designs, I'm afraid prolly update next year, unless i can beg sister the first to jaga kedai for me (plus amik gambar). Right now there's people datang rumah amik terus, which I kinda doubt there might be any pic to be taken hmmm. Tgk la how.

PS2: Congratulation to my 2 gadis tangga, Iza and Shee! Alhamdulillah, more nieces/nephews for me coming! What a blessing. I'll see you guys next year, hopefully with bellies that I can play drum (oklah chopsticks) with. Nda Jan will be waiting. Till then take good care kay, anything just text. Sayang korang.

PS3: Reason for my emo-ness x.X. Alwi dah botakk? Nuuuuuuuuuu!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

See, even Alwi buat muka sedeyh huhu

Its getting near...

2009-11-14T22:37:00.000+08:00

I hate this. Its here again. Twice a year it'll always come and visit. Feeling that the more I read, the more I don't know.

Kenapa rasa macam ia semakin jauh? Like, its going to be a never ending cycle of black hole.

For once, I wish on clarity. But I don't have it. I need help.

Juggling the time constraint

2009-11-11T04:22:00.002+08:00

Currently listening to :

I'm dead exhausted but I can't seem to fall asleep. Its been 1 month since I've had my last yoga session, this week I MUST GO orelse I'll die of stress. And sniffles overload (sniffes will always go away which its a sign it does really work!). Chi tengah tak center, go figure.

Anyway, as you guys can see, I've been updating Debutante Avenue after such a long hiatus on that blog. There's more designs that I've yet to take their photos but because of the time constraint, plus I can't manage to catch that sunlight coz by petang when everything dah settle kita nak amik gambar, hujan la pula. Blergh, and I've been running around KL and Selangor umbrella-less these past few days, its a wonder I'm not bedridden yet. Oh wait, I did, last week.

Mr Alwi sudah pandai posing.Shots taken from the view of Nda Jan.

Alwi's sesi pembotakan rambut (nuuuu little baby, I love your naturally cacak cacak hair! sniff) is this weekend and for the first time, I'm not able to handle stuff directly hands on helping to organise it. Poor sister who is not an expert on hands on parties, arts and crafts had to deal with it herself. Maaf, my brain also went blank everytime she ask me for ideas, which is why all my answers keluar semua macam bunch of gibberish like for example when she mentioned something like air mawar (rose water) to bless the little tyke's head after snipping his hair, I suggested air Sirap Rose Mawar. And I wasn't kidding when I said that. And pastu kene gelak.

Saya hanya mampu membantu dari segi men-drive kakak around tho since I not able to contribute anything creative wise (Plus, cukur jambul is seriously out of my forte, I have to attend/organise one THEN i can organise anyone's next balding session *emo gile bila fikir Alwi bakal botak huuuuu*) Travelling around with a baby does takes up most of your time. Even when going to 1 location, benda yang budgeted can be settled in 30 minutes, can take up to 4 hours! I can't even drive like a maniac (oklah, sister said I still do but tahap pemanduan ganas di turunkan beberapa notch juga), coz the little boy nanti goyang goyang lelebih pula in the car. Its true, having a baby around (regardless if its yours or not) does change your life. Even your views. Even your time. Heck dressing juga kot. Any outing with Alwi spells less accesories for me. Even perfume for that matter coz orelse Alwi buat muka tak senang.

Tapi kadang kadang confius juga when time jumpa abg, the first thing he'd say when masuk kereta is like, "Kuatnya bau bedak baby".

Sometime I don't have the heart to tell him that tu bukan bau bedak. More like one of Alwi's projectile barfing 'accidents' during one of my babysitting sessions. Hoho.

Ala baby barf doesn't smell gross pun. Kan?

Ngehe >D

Anyway, Dad suggest me to go camp at sister's apartment to study. Which I tried and almost suffocated myself with the accumulated dust over how many years of non-residence. Went home with more sniffles. Haih. I need to go somewhere quiet alone. Libraries is out coz Sunway is full of ACCA-ians pulun-ing there, which I don't want to see (and tambah pressure lagi). Plus I have to be near home.

...

Suddenly I'm having a writer's block. Ala mcm ade je point nak tulis sebelum ni tapi dah lupe. I need to force myself to sleep now.

Oh yeah,

I got the job. This time with better offer, Alhamdulillah!! The longest interview session I've had, 2 days, first day was 1.5 hours, the second one (and i thought I screwed big time on that one) was almost 3 hours kena soal macam macam by the CFO. I remember I almost cried in there but tahan je. After the interview baru tau, rupanya during interviews, the interviewer bukan sahaja nak provoke u marah (nak tengok how well u can control your temper, most interview process buat camni) but also nak tengok how strong you'll be when you stand on your decision.

Rasa nak nangis bukan pasal takut ke ape. It was because he asked me some accounting and auditing question, when I state my answer, the guy went "You sure about that?" and started to confuse me with his version of answer that I thought was wrong, siap boleh twist twist sampai I start to doubt what I've learned. Dah la tengah minggu revision, tetiba rasa nak nangis coz I suddenly felt like, omg if what he says is true than I've learn it totally wrong!

Terasa cam bayangan nak pass ACCA tu macam makin jauh je. Tibe boleh emo pasal exam tengah tengah interview. Hiyaa.

But I manage to keep a straight face and said "Okay, I'll get back to you with that one (eceh confident je macam dapat kerja nak follow up pasal hal tu)". Dalam kereta ok lagi. Sampai umah nangis pulak. Then abg told me its not the answer the dude wants, its how you deal with it.

Baru tau saya di saikokan. But thank god I kept a straight face, kalau tak melepass!

Anyway, Alhamdulillah! I'm really satisfied with the details and benefits that they offer. Very good when you're planning to build a family :) True, the real face of the job will show when I actually work nanti but as of right now, I feel content dan bersyukur.

PS: Sister need to come home and takeover DA's work fast.

Coming Soon : Garden of the Valley

2009-11-06T22:34:00.001+08:00

This time, these babies is SILK! This is the high grade quality silk i assure you. Click here for more info..... CLICK HERE!

Busybusybeingme

2009-11-05T02:13:00.004+08:00

Here's a preview of what's coming up. Yeah I'm testing flickr as we speak, 'scuse the semak

Yeah I know, you're waiting for DA's updates. Currently buried with revisions. Sister assistant pulak sedang mengharungi her finals, bless her. Nak tunggu photographer payah pulak, he's working most of the time and balik rumah je pengsan penat. Sister lagi satu busy with her son's projek pembotakan rambut. But been taking 1 pic a day per design. Please be patient. Prolly will upload like, 10 first?

Hint?

We'll start with high quality china silk. How's that? ;)

BTW, no booking booking ye till the gates are open. I'm still organizing everything, doing that might kacau the system. Thanks!

3 months old nephew

2009-11-01T02:12:00.003+08:00

To mark the end of 1 session of revision of a paper (1 down, 1 more to go), plus its Little Alwi's 3 months young birthday, here's a snippet of the little tyke conversing with me.

Ps: I think I've been having too many baby talk with Alwi, to the point I abuse the usage of "Yeh?" (as heard in the video) or "Eleleleleleh~". In fact, I think abg brape kali "ter-agah' by me. I must take a photo of him looking at me 'one-kind' everytime I 'ter-agah' dia. Hilarious!

Maaf tak sengaja hahahhaha!

Ps2: I've been singing too much 10 Little Monkeys song to Alwi, now I can't get em outta my head. Caught myself humming to it in the ladies mase kelas tadi. Grahahaha what would the girls waiting outside the loo think?

Food review #1: Rice Pudding at Bosphorus

2009-10-30T22:42:00.001+08:00

Short term target : Break even or more.

Have you guys heard of rice pudding? Yes, rice as in nasi. Nasi dalam pudding. Sounds grosskan? If you haven't, can't blame you, its kinda hard to find em easily in Malaysia. Well, probably ada at kedai kedai arab but then again, not all of us have the opportunity to dine at these places. Most people would associate middle eastern food with hummus, baklava or kebabs but never rice pudding.

What a shame. They should declare it a national dessert or something. Coz I'm crazy over em!

Meet Rice Pudding.

I snagged a spoonful and half of strawberry before this picture was taken XD

My first introduction of these delectable dessert is when I was visiting a friend at Cairo, Egypt. A friend of hers was raving over this and ~~forced~~offered me 1 huge bowl of rice pudding. At first I was apprehensive, yelah, dah la putih (i thought its goats milk/kanji/hummus type of concoction at first, risau hanyir), ada nasi plak tu. Dah la tu, portion orang sana makan, mana ada reti nak kasi sikit sikit (portion macam 3 orang makan, scareyyyyy), risau pulak takut teroffend tuan offer kalau tak habis. Dah la tu baru lepas balun 1 plate of hummus and bread, 1 serving of kebab (1 serving is like 3 adult punya portion aduh).

1 spoon and I've lost myself.

Its really really yummy yummmmmmmmmmmmyyyy yumyum woh!!!!

And yes, I've polished that 1 bowl. All by myself. Hehehe.

View from the top floor, gayat!

Anyway, I woke up one morning and suddenly perut boroiku ini declare that I need my rice pudding fix badly. And the I found out that its not something that easily available in the market. In fact the one in supermarket is not the original, they only have it mix with other flavour, like mango rice pudding (blergh) or peach rice pudding.

Rice pudding should maintain kesuciannya, jgn main tambah tambah extra flavor.

Setelah lama daku mencari, akhirnya secara eksidennya, I found em on display, memanggil manggil daku di Bosphorus. It was by chance actually, we were checking out some new art installation on the gallery top floor and one quirky furniture shop I can't remember its name.

MINE!

We went there just for dessert. It was Sinfully Sedap!!! Terubat rinduku jua. Abg had his first taste as well and he too love em. :p

Abish!

Love it! You should go and try. :)

Bosphorus,

Top floor, where the food hall is.

Thank you, I'm okay

2009-10-29T11:43:00.000+08:00

^.^ Alhamdulillah!

All those anger I've felt past day has been cleared. Remember the raging post I've made previously? Anger gone, all gone now.

For someone I didn't have any faith of stepping up and doing the right thing, suprised me with a phone call yesterday. Terharu.

Apology accepted. Lets move on.

The fact that she called to clear things up with me terus sejukkan hati =) See, that wasn't so bad after all. Because of that, I won't simpan dalam hati, it was a careless mistake, thats all.

Alrighty!

Its a beautiful day!

10 cents for the day

2009-10-28T01:29:00.001+08:00

When people sincerely ask for forgiveness, I forgive them.

But only if its sincere.

But when I do forgive, I don't forget.

I don't do revenge. That's not my style. But then again I won't be lending a hand if help is suddenly needed.

Especially when its close friends, once the trust is broken, it's hard to be as we were.

I can be a friend but I can't be that friend as I were like we're used to.

Kawan sekadar macam tu je. But nothing more.

I'm not a hypocrite, I can't paste the 'I like you' face if I honestly don't. Which explains the distance when it happens. Recovering friendships pun kene buat secara sincere. Give me time.

You must see it from my view. I can't do anything fake wholeheartedly.

I'm not going to tell you I'm bigger and better person, even though I am fat and might be bigger than you, but honestly speaking, I'm not one of those goody goody two shoes telling everyone I'm the most pious, righteous little angel tunjuk baik kat semua orang tapi belakang god knows doing what.

When I'm angry, I'm angry. If I don't like it, I'll tell you. In my own way.

Bad-tempered, Fat, Loud Mouth, Emotional, Drama Queen. Hello.

Angry biarlah sincere juga. Because I know if biar pendam je, the one feeling the pain in the end is only me. And it'll never end.

This is who I really am. Accept it or leave.

Which is why, I'm currently pissed off at certain people, who made a HUGE boo boo in the past (really really huge ones), asked for forgiveness and when I just baru je nak rasa okay, made another one which currently, does not amuse me one bit.

I just gave a piece of my mind to them minutes ago.

I'm tired of being nicey nice nice. I'm tired of taking crap from people just because they assume I'm cool with that.

Also, I hate it when these very people buat hal at me, abg and some of my friends, when they ask for forgiveness, diaorg just ask from me but tak mintak from them. Assuming abg and my friends will forgive them if I forgive them. And start to jadi chummy chummy with them as if nothing happened.

Tolonglah jangan macam kampung sangat. Semua orang pun ada perasaan. Tak ikhlas lansung.

And I don't get it with people who ask for forgiveness pakai TEXT MESSAGE sahaja.

Actually I don't really get it with people who ask for forgiveness, or asking for help yang teramat penting dalam hidup mereka (eg cari kerja) pakai text message. Didn't anyone tell you thats rude? No? Well I'm telling you now, THATS RUDE!!!!

I am bitter.

Which is why, I kinda agree with this girl's writing regarding people who ask for forgiveness (Senangkan nak minta maaf?). In your search of clearing your guilt from the person you've made a big booboo, the damage that has been done on someone's name and reputation to the entire universe is not easy to re-compose. Like a text message.

The bigger effort should come from you. Not me.

Cause I'm fat.

Coming soon!

2009-10-26T16:18:00.000+08:00

Pemilihan teliti sudah di buat. Nantikan updatenya. More DA stuff, insyaAllah. This time, its from the East!

Time to get serious. For the xxxxxxx-ths time!

2009-10-25T01:32:00.002+08:00

Next week its going to be some full week of revision revision revisions! I do hope it'll help to somewhat clearkan my 'sort-of-depression' (oh didn't you know?) regarding my studies. And not just me, a couple of friends going through this too.

Semua orang pun sedih. But I'd rather be sad alone about this and not think about it for too long.. Anti social? Maybe. Its just me with regards of things like this. The more I dwell about it, the more de-motivated I get, the more really important stuff that I'm suppose to do tak siap siap. You crying over the same stuff I wanted to avoid talking is not helping actually. True, I look strong on the outside, siap boleh bagi nasihat yang sepatutnya to make people feel better but inside, I myself can't say the same thing about me. Hypocrite but then what was I suppose to say? "We've failed, tough luck, we suck at it anyway".

Maybe I should. That would shut em up, kan? Supaya mereka mencari orang lain yang boleh melayan ke-emo-an mereka.

Emo tak salah. But you gotta have limits. Jangan.Layan.Please. Stop.

Haih.

I don't like crying over spilt milk. I mean I do, but I don't like it when it happens.

Hopefully, next weeks activities will jumpstart everything back to the order its suppose to be.Mentally, I mean. I hope.

Enough pep talk, we have some work to do!

Cram!

Sometimes benda tu senang je, orang lain yang buatkan drama lelebih

2009-10-22T21:21:00.003+08:00

Finally the raya fever has caught up with me. The coughing part that is. Gah, blame it on the hot weather and yummy icy drinks (bukannya tuan punya badan nak disiplin to stay away). So with this, after 2 years flu/cough-free, hari ini mengishtiharkan saya demam. Argh beratnya kepala. I go deaf everytime I cough so...na na na na na I can't hear j00! >p

On another note, someone at Kino should be shot! I've ordered some ACCA question bank kit and flash book like 2 months ago, and today when I went to Kino to enquire, apparently somebody screwed up and no order has been made (apparently).

Kan dah cakap mase order haritu, asal that dude tanak kasi any copy order ke apa apa? I memang dah syak dah! But nuuu the dude insist the new system no need any paper (grar haku dah boleh pinpoint masalah internal control ni!)

But yang peliknya, when I re-checked their stocks, its there!, meaning, memang stock baru dah masuk. Cuma part yang orang order tu they 'forgot' about it. Grrrrrrr! Nasib baik pergi check. If not, haih sampai examla no books.

=.= dah la tengah no mood.

I can't imagine how will it be tomorrow. So tempted nak reschecdule.

Just when I thought I had my life planned out. Until January that is...

2009-10-21T14:57:00.001+08:00

....another happy phone call came in and totally made my day. Nevertheless father was happy, well, still not the one he wanted but somewhat, close. At this point I can only say one thing and smile, Alhamdulillah.

Mindlessly looping this:

A little bit of drama that makes me go "Ooooh La La!

2009-10-20T22:12:00.001+08:00

Would you call me crazy if I wear these babies in public? XD

Call me crazy then, coz I absolutely adore them! XD Too bad these Bando Black Couture Label is not available freely in Malaysia. If they do, I'd be eating sand for a month coz I'd buy em all! XD

All picture are credited to Ban.do

Saving Gus

2009-10-19T14:51:00.000+08:00

Note: I'm writing under the influence of UPHADYL. Woh mamainya~ Bed looks so inviting, hmmm.

What if?

What would have happened if Dad didn't go overseas for work last week?
Would little sister hijacked his kereta sukan?
The timing is just right when I berhenti kerja. If I wasn't there, who would take care of it?
What are the chances of suddenly discovering a half dead newborn kitten rolled out of the car cover?

What would have happened if all of the above did not happen? Then what?

Banyak betul persoalan What If? Some people siap boleh cakap, mungkin ada sebab tetiba this things happen. Ntah la.

Meet Gus, named by my nephew.
(Rule no 1 to non-attachment : Do not name the pet. Ever)

I'll write another entry why I can't ever keep another cat. Right now, kita fokus on Gus The Kitteh.

We suspect that the little kitteh was left here by accident because the mummy cat probably gave birth under the car and lost count of its offspring because its kinda dark down there. The moment we found it, the little baby can't even open its eyes, or even manage a squeak. HamsterHamsap tried to feed it with plain water using a sringe but it was really lifeless, so we had to call some people for help.

Nisa : Buy special milk for newborns from pet store/vet
Sarah: Mix half boiled egg with milk coz apparently milk only is not enough. Plus not to bathe the baby. Plus full length explanation about baby cats.
Dhalia: Explanation on how mother cats hide their babies
Abg & Arina: Offered to find adoptive family if we tak dapat kesan the mother.

...and many more, thanks to facebook, ramai yang nak ambil tahu tentang anak kucing ini.

For the past couple of days, every 2, or 3 hours (or maybe more) me and sister the 3rd (depending on her availability)bergilir gilir memberi anak kucing tersebut makan. (Eh apesal keluar bahasa baku ni? Ish UPHADYL ni). Mula mula agak susah for I don't want to pegang kitteh lama lama because from my experience membela lebih dari 30 ekor hamster (yes i know different binatang but i thought basic rule applies), tak mahu bau tangan kita melekat pada tubuh bayi tersebut, nanti mummy cat reject anak dia kalau terjumpe. But being a baby, the kitteh won't stop mewing (or bak sister the 1st, nangis) unless dia panjat naik ke palm (yes its that tiny!!!). Heart melting moments betul. Kadang kadang risau sangat, the longer the baby stays with us, the lesser the chance for the mother to find its baby.

Apa-apa hal, priority mestilah kene cari mak dia jugak. Sedih sesangat kalau tiba baby ni jadi orphan :(

So, walaupun sound kejam, nak tak nak, we've put little kitteh in a box insulated with newspaper and tissues to retain heat and left it nearby the scene of birth, hoping mummy cat cari anak dia kat situ. Everytime turun bawah nak tengok keadaan kucing, hati ni risau kalau tgk kotak tu tiba tiba kosong, because I'm worried other animals makan dia. But everytime tgk kotak tu pulak, hati jadi lagi sedih bila nak that small black ball of fur snuggling kat kotak tu, meaning mak dia still tak ambil ambil dia lagi. Kalau by 1 week the baby is still there, nak tanak kene jaga bawa masuk rumah jugak. (And face the wrath of my dad).

But I still nak reunitekan mak kucing tu dulu kalau pape sebelum paskan to adoptive family. Cube bayangkan kalau baby human.

Sedih rite?

Some people dah cakap bawa masuk the baby because malam malam sejuk, but time malam malamlah I selalu dengar bunyi mak kucing mengiau, prolly cari babynya. Ntah la, mungkin risau sangat, I may have hallucinated kot. But ade one night nak tanak I took it in, coz it tengah ribut. Malam tu every hour the kitteh 'nangis' because takut bunyi lightning. In the end I slept at 6am and jadi zombie-like the rest of the day.

Day 3 was the maximum stress ever. Its was the day my parents balik from their work trip (both can't stand cats) and the dateline Sarah said mummy cat akan stop cari anak dia. Plus, the kitteh was starting to have mites (which made my alergy flare) due to the dried blood, the umbilical cord and germs. I've tried to minimize it by changing the bedding daily but still doesn't lessen the attack of the hama. And sister the 1st dah suruh mandikan jugak cause kalau lelame takut infection pulak, lelebih lagi anak kucing ni. Siap nak suruh treat the umbilical cord (ye, still intact, ni mmg fresh keluar mummynya, mata pun takleh buka)

But by doing that, nanti the only lifeline for a mummy cat to identify its offspring will be erased.

Tak tahu kenapa, hari tu, last feeding was 12noon, I thought of nak take a light nap before the next feeding. Elok je I woke up, it was 6pm!!!!!! Agak panik juga la (wuuuuu hungry baby cat omg kesiannya!) lari turun bawah nak panaskan susu.Then when I went to the garage, jantung skipped a beat when, THERE'S NO KITTEH!

Masalahnya, kalau kitteh je takde takpe. Ni kotak kotak pun takda skali!!

Time tu dah mula cuak-ness abis, coz mum was home at that time and my mind was like oh no! dejavu! not again (i'll story about Mek the cat later). So nak tak nak, berdepan ngan my mom, tanye, did she do anything with the kitteh. She did gave me an earful but she said she didn't even know where's the kitteh (sigh of relief).

Then I went out of the house buat satu round cari. Sister the 1st says to check it with the guard.

Alhamdulillah, when I knocked on the guards window, the dude just smiled and said, "Anak kucing ye? Haah, saya dah hantar kat mak dia"(and told me the location of its new nesting ground phew). I even asked him whether the mother ambil tak anak dia, because my biggest fear is that the mummy reject little kitteh pasal hilang bau. Thank god, I didn't bathe him orelse abislah chances nak reunite them..

Happy sungguh malam itu. I can't remember what I did (darn this UPHADYL impairing my memory), but I know happy tersangat-sangat sampai bile abg datang jenguk kejab sebelum off to audit some place, I kept repeating like its a good night/happy sangat sampai dia naik boring dengar cerita kuching hehehehhehe XD Tak kire, dengar jugak >p

A life has been saved. Thank you family and friends for the advise and pointer. Kalau tak I don't think litt;e Gus would even survive the night, let alone 3 days.

The Inital Greeting

2009-10-18T02:00:00.000+08:00

Finally its up. Whee! Colours! Colours!!! Finally a theme that screams ME ME ME! Owh owh, and the hyderanges background, did you see em? Heh! One thing that I love, is the blogroll. NO MORE CLICKING HamsterHamsap's blog to read whats new. Been reading too much blog on mummy-hood. Funny thing is, when i meet up with a would-be-mummy or new mummy, I pulak kasi advise mengalahkan orang yang sebenarnya dah ada anak. Geh.

If the layout is too bright, sila pakai sunnies yer ;)

Old writings can still be found here, its too precious for me to delete it.

Ladida, Ja my lovelies~ <3

Birth

2009-10-17T02:39:00.000+08:00

Birth of a new echo wall is in progress. Please stay tune.