Say Hello to My Little Friend!

Berhabuk....

2011-06-28T11:26:00.002+08:00

So much of updating... No time nor interest. But still have the groove. Hehe.

Be patient. Faryyal is already in the house!

My much love,

Your mummy.

Random Topic

2010-06-02T13:22:00.002+08:00

1. Mash was severely sick for the last few months, unnoticed.

2. Our first honeymoon and vacation, together.

3. Baby's moving quite frequently now, right side.

4. Selling laptop, anyone?

5. Second honeymoon next week, Kelantan.

Till then, on hiatus.

Pregnancy Checkup

2010-05-20T11:36:00.005+08:00

I went to KKIA TTDI today. It's located right in front of VADS building, so it wasn't hard to get there; even I was nervous at first because the unpredictable traffic jam I might get caught into.

Bertolak dari umah dlm pukul 7.30, passed the BSC, went straight to TTDI.

Sampei sia, those Unity College girls asked me to see the nurse. And I was like "Then who are u? Bukan nurse ke?"

They just smiled and passed my red book to the nurse incharge of registering. Weird girls :)

The UC girls, again called me and took my height and weight. They gave me a cup to pee into, and checked my sugar. Alhamdulillah my sugar was ok la...

Time to scan.

Went inside the scanning room and I saw Dr Shanthi waiting for me behind the desk. She told me to lie down and I climbed up onto the bed. Pulled off anything that needs to be pulled out, and tucked my pants with the blanket; just like they usually do during scanning session, except me doing it myself here....

Then, I realised I can't see any screen facing me, the only screen to see the baby was facing towards the doctor. I was dissapointed, but I knew the screen will be wheeled later, facing me; after all I am the mother I must see my baby betul sik? Hehehe.

But unfortunately, the doctor did the scanning and did not even ask me whether I want to see my baby's movements or comment something like "Eh dia tengah bye2 u la ni..." (like Dr Zuraimi Mediviron Clinic does always).

Dr Shanthi was too focused to my baby the she didn't even look at me. Sigh. I just lie there, doing nothing, with my stomach in full view to everyone's there (but luckily no one was there :) ).

"Kepala baby kat bawah, ukuran kepala tepat untuk 22minggu, uri kat atas, everything is fine with your baby".

Fuhh... Alhamdulillah agik...

"May I know the gender?" Dr Shanthi replied,"Oh kami tak bagitau tu kat sini...".

Hehe I don't know why they have that kind of rule/policy but nevermind...

I asked Dr again regarding my weight which I do not gained during my pregnancy. It was merely 0.5kg more than the last time I did my checkup at KKIA Bangsar.

She told me that it is normal for pregnant woman from 1 - 5 months to gain weight 0.5/month but when it comes to the 6months onward, it should be 0.5/week.

Oh Faidrol, wait ya, ada masa Ema jadi semakin gemuk sini :)

And that was it.

I complete my session just minutes before 8.30am. 'Twas quick, wasn't it?

Since I still have more time left (I took 1/2 AL in the morning), I took my sister with me to Hosp Putrajaya since I want to register for the FPP.

What is FPP?

Full Paying Patient. Will talk more about this tomorrow, as tomorrow I'll be meeting Dr. Hazim for first time checkup under FPP.

All in all, it was great to see my baby's doing fine, even I was a bit afraid that I'm losing my appettite to eat. Sorry baby, you can take whatever you like from my body, I can always fill up later :) Muahmuah Baby...

Here's what my baby looked like after the scanning session:

Not too clear, isn't it?

Done at KKIA TTDI; today.

Old Wives Tales v2

2010-05-14T09:28:00.002+08:00

My office PC screen had an ant on it, and I tried shooing it away by moving my mouse. Hehe work-prone activity.

Anyway,
BabyCenter has been sending me updates on my baby's development every week and I found one of the link to this:

http://www.babycenter.com.my/pregnancy/naming/knowing-gender-folklore/

Ya... that's pretty much everything people around me told me. But lets see if that comes true in September ya.

There's a side for a boy and girl. I'm not gonna tell which side am I experiencing more. :P

Predict Muka Anak Kedirik :)

2010-05-09T15:40:00.003+08:00

I really believe in daughters take their fathers' looks and vice versa for the sons (Even in most cases they aren't true :))) )

Here what my daughter might look like ya:

Hehe. Faidrol when he was how old pun kamek sik tauk...

Muka sik berubah :P

And if we have son in the future they might look like me:

Sonogram Pictures

2010-05-09T15:13:00.008+08:00

Here what my baby looks like from the first scan to yesterday's one:

9 weeks old:

Done at Mediviron P.Dalam.

One month after that:

Done at Mediviron P.Dalam too.

She was.... how many weeks dah lupak :P :

Done at Pantai Medical. Even the sonogram looked a bit exposed, but during the scan I can hear my baby's heart beat, the blue and red color of the heart alternately changing for every beat and the TV screen was big too, so everything was clear.

And...yesterday, which was 21weeks old:

Done at Mediviron at P.Dalam.

The baby can't fit into the pic anymore ya... Hehe.

And we can only see the backbone.

I am really looking forward for the next scan session!

Old Wives' Tales - Anybody?

2010-05-08T17:36:00.002+08:00

O and ya, one more thing.

I surfed through the internet and I found so many Western websites offering how do they predict baby's gender. I thought only we Asian believe in old wives' tales. So do they.

Common points in predicting a baby's gender should be (or any other points that I might missed out, so correct / add me if I'm wrong) :

1) Your belly shape - If it's round, then it is most probably a girl. And if it's oval in shape (and we cant see the belly bulging in front from the back), it's a boy.

2) Your eating habit - If you're eating sweets, or you eat too much, it might be a boy. If you tend not to eat anything to avoid any vomiting, then it might be a gigirl....

3) Your face - If people around you keeps complimenting your looks, be ready to buy boys' stuff. And if you look pale / not glowy, your baby might steal your sweet look cause it's a girl... Hehe.

These are one of the many points (I know, lame right to believe or even bother by old wives tales) but only Allah knows what He created best for us!

Let see if my scanning session return true result later in September :P

1) I don't know my belly shape was, until Kak Neng pointed out to me and Ijah that my belly shape can't be seen from the back. And Ijah said it was oval. Teeetttt.. Old wives tales tell otherwise!

2) My eating habit had always been undistracted, but even more undistracted from the start of me carrying a baby. For the first three months, I ate like nobody's business. I need to consume something every 1 /1.5 hours and if I don't, I'll be getting the headache. No matter what time of the day was it. And now 4 - 5 months during pregnancy, I almost settle down with an acceptable amount of rice everytime, but, still, I need to have 2 / 3 hours in between meals. Hence, the 10kg gain. :P

3) My boss did compliment me of my looks, but that was just because I just bought new face powder and blusher from Elianto :P Screw old wives' tales!

Haha. There you go. All three are teeeetttttt. Salah la kiranya...

I'm not hoping for a particular gender, as long as she/he will make me and my husband proud.

I miss my baby somersaulting!

Anyone has any other tales that we might share together?

Bathroom Rival

2010-05-08T17:11:00.002+08:00

I fell off in the bathroom guys. Apa macam? Kenak marah dengan mak n Ijah la...

And after Cyrus' advice, I went to Mediviron in P.Dalam and had another scan session with Dr. Zuraimi.

My baby was having a really good time when she stresed her legs, bend her knees and hands, shoving herself, and twisting her body. She was kickin' me! Alhamdulillah nothing happens to her.

And did I mention it's a she?
Zara, you have a friend this year!!!

She, she, she.
Ijah, ready your baby's clothes and pack them up, give them to me. :P Pretty please.... :PPPP

Legalise Betting?

2010-05-07T08:30:00.003+08:00

Agak2 if we use gov's sports facilities after the sports betting legalised, dikira berdosa kah?

"Awang Adek also said the revenue from gaming was used for sports development"
- The Sun Friday 7th May

Peh sik alang2.... terus nak legalise. Kelabu mata ka nanggar banyak revenue coming from betting?

20 Weeks. 16 to go (and plus minus...)

2010-05-07T08:18:00.002+08:00

Yeah, it's been 20 weeks. And after all these weeks, today is the real real real vomiting of nothing and saliva. Eww.

I want to post picture of my sonogram here (oh Arfa thanks for the word now the Momma knows one extra word) but I need a scanner first. I do have it at home, but LAZY.

I think the baby is moving.... But I'm not really sure how it moves. Whether it IS the baby, or maybe it's just my stomach grumbling? First timer. :P

To all other friends who are also expecting, Soul, Siti and others that I might not been updated yet, congratulations and may you'll get a geedy goofy geeky little babies. And cute and adorable. Hehe... But not girly ya, expecting boy ke apa takut girly2 plak. Hehe.

Next time I'll tell more about my first ever visit to the Gov Clinic. Was kind of loser sorang2 dia sia :( I need my hubby. Huhu.

1 Year Service

2010-05-03T14:13:00.001+08:00

Given by my boss for one year service. I opt for a better one :P

Dating

2010-05-03T13:29:00.004+08:00

This was snapped by my hubby. Near Pulau Aman jetty.

And this too. I miss that Guess? Watch in black. Now it's white and I feel like I'm going to a club.

Ignore the monkey pose.

I miss dates :( Enjoy it while you still have boyfriends, girls.

KL - Penang -KL v2

2010-05-03T09:40:00.002+08:00

Went back again last weekend. Went up north with a friend ( a colleague too) she got a futsal tournament (Milo organised) and reached Juru arnd 10.45PM.

Then,
Dear Hubby brought me to Mee Udang Pak Ngah. Sedap nyaman semua ada.

The next day,
Nando's again. My baby likes Nando's ey?

Sunday,
Chilling out at home (even it was quite hot there) and went back with Sister in Law and her husband. Jam from I dont know where cos was sleeping to Rawang. Hehe.

Reached home at arnd 11.30PM and straight went to Zara's room to play with her. Miss Takde.

KL - Penang - KL

2010-04-19T13:21:00.004+08:00

Going to Penang was 2hrs plus minus, but the turbulance was really bad I can't drink my juice. I tried putting the cup towards my mouth, there, the place hit air pocket. Tried many times but to no avail. Bad for MAS; hands up for fireflyz though, they had really smooth journey and touchdown. MAS touchdown was bad too (at least for this flight KL - PG) all passengers swayed to the left I dont know why during the touchdown. Seat was 2X not comfortable compared to the bus!

I hate it when I hv to sit near the aisle.

Going to Gate A04. Left and right are perfumes. Bencik lagik as no money :(

Going back to KL was ermmm sad. Yalah, ninggalkan laki kan... hehe. Took bus from Kulim at 3PM and guess what, arrived in KL at 10PM which is 3hours late. The bus took its passengers from Bagan (near the Ferry) and Chai Leng Park. Two stops in Penang itself. Frustrated as the bus drivers all moved in slow motion. Ergh. Can't sleep as I had backache (anyone had experience taking the Express Bus would agree with me) and, the bus drivers were talking to each other like yelling. My seat was 2 rows from the front, then hmmm sleeping was never enough.

All in all, I love love love this trip to PG. My hubby bought me 2 maternity clothes which are very nice n colourful! I bought him his birthday present (which is 1month+ late) the Dockers wallet. Ya, the Topshop had worned out (he used it almost 4 years I think). Both of us hanged out in QBM, where we laughed at the wannabe Models. Tee hee (kamek sik nganok rupa daknya, tapi pose dak nya, takut terkenan! Blah).

This week he should be going back to me, in KL. I'm hoping to see him more as I want my child to look like him. Hehhee.

Nothing new with our married life. Just that, was fresh out of a series of quarrel and it halts as we see each other. Hope this will continue til we stay together later.

~ Signing Off.

**Just browsed through a blog which had Coach Sale. I want the wallet really bad!!!! (In case Faidrol reads, please sayang... :P)

4months Check Up

2010-04-12T13:40:00.003+08:00

Has been very happy last few days. Went to PMC for a check-up and the baby is fine, saying hello to dad. Hehe.

Considering of going to Penang this week for a check-up at a hospital there. Been considering to deliver the baby there in Penang instead of KL. Maybe induce to set the date ya?

Now I miss my hubby... :(

Of Friends and Hate?

2010-03-06T22:16:00.004+08:00

I am writing this now as I need to let go most of my feelings after, or had been used by people around me.

Apa rasa kita kalau kita bagi nasihat sebaik2nya pada orang tu, and they look for an easier way around the problem, not by taking my advise too wisely, but they, took the short cut and, USED ME?

Just to let themselves go out from their personal problem. First, they came looking for me where in the first place I didn't even interested to be part of the problem. When suddenly, they were asking what was my best advice?

As a friend, and I knew what best for ME, not always good for other people, I advised them accordingly. I knew all the twists and turns because, I had been in their path, exactly. I had been exactly what they have been through, and with my very little and humble experience that I got, I had given them my advice.

And what happens next? I always, always tell them that the last thing that they should do is, the decision will always be in their hands. It will always go tracing back to their originator, the external are advisors only, but the decision maker is the may I say here the TROUBLE MAKER themselves?

I had been a couple of times being an advisor to few of my friends, and I am very willingly and without hesitation asked them to use my advise in order for them to solve their problem.

First it wasn't that harmful because I know, without me being my friend's friend, why should I still be friend with their gf / bf who they had problems with? As what I'm saying here, I dont make friends with the people my friends had dissent with.

But as far as I know, people bring bad news faster than the good ones. And yes, my advice, in which, became the main factor why the bf / gf separated in the first place, got travel a little bit faster than the news that I'm pregnant.

And yes, don't tell me to just get over it, because I don't. I didn't do anything to break them up or make them together again, I gave them those advice from what facts (their problem) that they have told me.

I don't mind being the bad egg of everyone's everyday chat, but yeah, when it's not true, it really hurts me.

Being the true friend (I guess), giving an advice is good enough. But please, don't start with making a short cut through my advice.

I am really sad of the things happened in past months.

Thankfully, there's a baby in me that keeps me smile.

Being a Wife

2009-12-21T01:20:00.002+08:00

Being a small girl was simple.
Get up, go to kindergarten, play till dawn, bathe, dinner and sleep.

Being a teenager was simple.
Go to school, revision, exams, friends and score.

Being an undergrad was simple, and fun.
Friends, hang out and date.

Being an employee was simple.
Initiate a task, execute it, and report the rest.

Being a friend was simple.
Be the shoulder to cry on, hang out and treasure.

Being a daughter was simple.
Obey parents, love parents and take care of them.

But,
Being a wife was never simple.
At least, at the beginning.
At least, all the problems one had being a girl, teenager, undergrad, employee, friend and daughter gone.

W-Day: Final Week Preparation

2009-11-17T01:29:00.001+08:00

This is my final week. Fuh. Have yet to post anything about my wedding! Malas laa.... very the busy one maaa...

OKLAH, just for the sake of updating jak tok.

Raya II

2009-09-18T13:06:00.004+08:00

We dugged soil and mixed them with water, cooked on top of 'stove' where we lit the 'stove' with dried leaves and some minyak tanah where nenek used it to lit all lampu raya later tomorrow. We stirred the soil to make sure that it's cooked. Some kids.

When the soil is done, we'll take some peghiyok lama and put the soil into it, and put it in the fridge, old fridge, under nenek's house. Inside, we can see some chicken's eggs. Not bought, but eggs which were from the hen itself. The old fridge used by the hen to lay its eggs, and, maybe because it forgot that it has some eggs inside, so the eggs lay unlaid. Haha.

Scattered under the house were some old junks: nenek's cucuk sanggul, nenek's sofa. All vintage. I was a kid, so I don't think there will be any benefit for picking them up and bring them up to nenek's house. We played all day till it was late afternoon. We as in: Ijah, Emma, Khair, Mie and Ann.

The clock showed that it was 4.30 or so, we got ready to go swimming. My sister and I loved this session. We do have river back in Mukah, but this one will be with cousins. So off we go, to the kalan, bringing together towels that we borrowed from nenek.

This was fun. Clinging to the kalan, with our feet floated in the coffee-with-milk color river. We stroked a bit, changed places sikit. Whenever the kapal balak melintas, big waves hit us and this was the climax. We laughed.

We played in the river like nobody's business. We didn't realise that time was nearing Maghrib. Nenek, with a can in his hands, ready to scare us. We were really, really scared cause he yelled and frigthened us. But, I know he'll never ever can us for real.

Back in the house, I piled up all wet clothes in one basin and ready to take bath using clean water. The water, came from a tank, two of it, was direct from the sky; rain. We had no problem with that, as you know, some villagers would still take bath in the river. Oh, and sometimes we did take bath, washed clothes in the river. Now, it's prohibited.

Mak, Kak Yah, Kak Nor and few other relatives; mainly women, were in the kitchen. I don't how to say, not to say in, because the kitchen and the place to watch tv was wall-less. Everything was prepared, from lemang to manoq pansoh, from ketupat to kuih lapis. Biscuits too. Lemang was nenek perempuan's expertise, she knew when to turn them around and make them fully cooked and tasted nice, too.

The next morning, the deep whisper voice was here again. My dad, would wake us up early in the morning to get ready for Raya. Finally, the day is here. I can hear Takbir Hari Raya sayup-sayup. The Masjid was across the river, so nenek, being an Imam in Kampung, had to be there earlier than the rest of the kampung. We can hear nenek led the Takbir. I was really, genuinely happy, at that time. I know the time nearing us, kids.

When nenek got back from Masjid, he gathered all my relatives around him and the eldest of dad's siblings, Wa Yaman, led the team to kiss neneks' hands, knees, cheeks and hug them. First, kiss the hands, then the knees, then the cheeks, then hug them. I've learned that from previous raya, so it should not be too awkward now. Followed by Wa Yaman's wife, Wa Limah, and down to Ngah Wek and Ngah Ramzi and till the last one, Usu Yot and Usu Usin.

Dad has five siblings including him, so it was not long till it was my turn. I got the green packet, just like my cousins. We were all happy, already start counting the amount we all had. We got it from moms and dads, and older cousins. Suddenly I become rich by below $50. Yeah, it was still $, remember?

When nenek came back from masjid earlier he brought back duit tanggok; I don't know for sure what this was (I'll ask dad later). It was in the form of coins. Called duit tanggok because when they were doing the takbir in masjid early this morning, someone will have his kain pelikat formed like a tangguk and collect all the coins from the villagers. These coins, been put on the floor, ready to be counted. As nenek counted them out with Kak Yah, there we go, running here and there playing. I ran just beside nenek and Kak Yah, with warning from nenek "Iboh dekat gilak, kau tersepak duit tok kelak". I never knew it was possible till I really did kick all the coins which were nicely piled up according to their value. Nasib bait agik kecik, mun dah besar... Hehe. They have to recount back. Poor nenek. Poor Kak Yah.

1st day of raya our relatives who came all the way from Bekenu, Bintulu, Miri and as far as Brunei; would come to nenek's house. Nenek was the eldest of how many siblings I don't recall; seven I guess; so his house will be the 1st priority to be visited. It was packed, really packed. All the mothers just didn't bother what us kids did, but they need to serve the guests.

Everything was just right.... till come 2006.

Raya I

2009-09-11T07:56:00.003+08:00

My dad would wake us all up in his deepest whisper voice (to ensure that neighbours don't know that we were about to take off, I guess). At that time, it was pretty annoying to hear to that whispers, be it from my mom or my dad, cos we know, that was the time when our sleep were disturbed. Tapi kinek tok, they don't wake us up anymore, ala grow up la, ada alarm clock. I missed the voice already.

I didn't recall taking bath early in mornings before we took off (everytime), but most probably yes because I remembered once we got off into dad's Liteace Van, we were awake. But most probably too, I didn't take my bath because I vividly imagined my dad would lift us, one by one, into the Van, and onto the floor of the Van, where a thin mattress was laid down for my sister and I.

It was still dark, the surroundings were still very cold and silent. Our immediate neighbour was a young chinese couple, Mr and Mrs Ooi. They were game addicts, recalling that my brother, my sister and I would go to their house and played games with them. They had a dog, which was as tall as me. I didn't know till now maybe I would already have patted the dog. But most probably (yes, again, I don't recall details) I did. My sister and my brother did too.

Taking off in the wee hours like that, had been dad's habit. He was always early and it was easy for him to implement his habit as we were all young and we had to adhere to his instructions. Our things had been nicely packed up in one bag, not forgetting all the baju kurungs that had been sewed few weeks earlier. My sister and I would have the same pair of shoes and socks, but in different color. I guess my mom wanted us to look like twins, but can be recognised.

Back in the van, my sister and I would continue our sleep and my brother would sit at the back of the van, taking the longest chair that he can stretched up. I, being the last, had always been lost in brother-little sister fight over that long chair at the back. But, my place wasn't bad too. I was at the back of the driver's seat, where under my feet was that mattress that I mentioned. Whenever I felt that I needed to stretch up, I will always have that chair, but whenever I want to sleep, there's mattress lying on the floor.

That Liteace Van, was decorated with a pink lace, kira macam langsir omputeh engkah di dapur nya, getah atas getas dibah. Stretched with a flexible wire, covered only back seats. During that hour, that lace was not disturbing. But, when we reached Selangau or after Sibu district, it was already afternoon and the pink lace will somewhat make our eyes squint. Its a pink lace. It should make our eyes squint.

The winding roads between Mukah and Niah were like a sleeping pills for both my sister and I. Most of the way to Niah, we were asleep. When night came, we already reached Bintulu road. My eyes just couldn't send myself to sleep already, as sleep mostly accumulated during the day.

I can feel that we were nearing Niah as the ambience along that Bintulu road, where lampu2 raya and tuntong udah dinyalakan. Nei ndak, kawasan tok ramei orang Islam and orang Melayu, so I guess it was already in Niah district, whereas it was still far.

The van shaked left and right as dad drove the van on the big stones and dust, but mostly were soil. That, woke my sister and I up and lampu raya tepi2 jalan made our heart beat faster. Here it is...

That almost 12 - 15 hours journey ended up arriving in Niah in dark, again. Just like when we took off this morning. I was ecstatic, knowing that we arrived in Niah safely, and knowing that there will be playtime with cousins; Khair, Mie and Ann.

Sampei-sampei jak Niah, mekorang park van dibah pokok seberang jalan. By that time, the road in Kampung Dagang was not tar, nya jalan batu n tanah (from Simpang Ngu masuk ke Kampung). Rumah nenek di seberang sungei, there was no bridge connecting to the other side. Everyone in every house had been asleep, so here, I was listening to that deep whisper voice again from my parents.

To go to nenek's house, kamekorang perlu seghawo (yell) ke sidak di rumah nenek. That time, Kak Yah was staying with my grandparents. So most time she'll pick us up using the motorboat. Perauk ber-enjen. She started and pressed the engine slightly, just to make sure we didn't make too much noise that would make the villagers wake up. We put all things in the boat, and boarded the boat carefully, as you know, it was pitch dark. The crocodile-infested river, Sungei Niah, was cold as I dipped my hands into the river.

Sampei di kalan (pengkalan), kamek semua ngembak barang2 naik ke rumah. I knew, Khair and Mie had been waiting for us! They were asleep before that but they woke up whan heard us arrived. Ngah Ramzi and Ngah Wek, Khair, Mie and Kak Yah's parents, were also there. Ann, and Wa Yaman with her wife, Wa Limah were also there, waiting for our arrival.

Nenek laki n nenek ompuan were at the back of the house, the biggest part of the house. The kitchen, dining hall, my grandparents room, my cousin's (Kak Yah) room and the bathroom were all at the back house. The front part of the house were praying room, Kak Nor's room and the living room. I can guess that the house was 30 metres to the back.

Everyone was about to sleep when we came but when we did arrive, the generator kicked in again and the night was alive, again.

Gambar KL - S'pore

2009-08-14T08:49:00.005+08:00

Pardon for the blur images. Pardon for the wrong date. Pardon for the sequence of images yang sik betul. Just enjoy.

Aida dan Bege. Cute, adorable couple. Bila la sidak nak kawen...

Lipat kerusi, hampar comforter, voila! Jadi katil untuk Si Kecil Zara.

IPBA - Park Hotel?

2009-08-14T07:47:00.002+08:00

Been trying to avoid following my sister and her husband, Niko to Singapore. My excuse was some of my wedding preparation have not been seen and evaluated (ewwah alu juak, perlu kah evaluate). I've been planning to go to a wedding showroom, cos I want the yellow songket so badly!

And, the papers for my wedding card, things to buy untuk sirih junjung, things to buy for my hantaran....and the list goes on.

But, it was 2.30PM, my family was discussing on how both my sis n Niko going to Singapore. They considered AeroLine or FireFly. My dad won't let them go because of the H1N1 breakout, they almost decided to just let Niko go alone without my sister and their baby. My sister dah sulked, knowing that, everything will be paid by Niko's company, so people, from hotel to food, semuanya gratis!!!

Seeing my sister sulked, she already changed her clothes to baju rumah, I went into the discussion, jadi heroin kejap. I offered my City and me to be the driver second-in-line. They all quickly agreed. So.... everyone was packing up while I was still digesting my own decision to go to Singapore, having no money, and knowing my hantarans will be a bit cheaper over here.... CreditCard so good... CreditCard so good... CreditCard so good... hati sudah chanted.

And yes, I know, I will be having my second appointment with Dato' Dr Arumugam, a heart specialist in Pantai (yes, this should be another post then, its a whole different story) on Saturday, and my road tax is to be renewed on 15th August. So off we went to Singapore, on a road trip, with minimal stops as we avoided the public (H1N1).

So, smp JB jak, I was excited, because it has been long time since I visited JB. The last one was in 2005. Fckin 4 years ago. Wow. And yes, 4 years it takes to make me recognised nothing, just some prominent buildings where I clubbed or hanged out with friends, CS, BlueWave, Zon... and our last resort was CS jaklah, senang, makan McD.

I called up my friends, Aida and Bege and yes all grow up menjadi matang. Hoh, we had quite a laugh there in mcD. Jumpa sidak in 15 minutes ajak, rushed to get to Singapore takut apa2hal sik lepas.

Sampei2 jak di checkpoint ya, we were stucked at the AutoPass Card that we have to purchase (I still dont know what purpose it served). They said I need to pay penalti SGD10 as my road tax is overdue! I quickly convinced her that it was to be renewed on the 15th, not today. And I saw at my road tax....ya, it was today. Another RM2k needs to be invested. Aiseh, potong2.

Pas ya, syukor juak lah, all the Singaporean were very helpful and informative. We managed to go through without any hassels and straight went to the Hotel to check in and have a long long hot bath.

Now, its 8.32AM and we're preparing ourselves to stroll through the park behind the hotel ( I dont know but I can see the river from here).

Afternoon we'll be checking out and to JB, plan was to go to Persada Johor for the PC fair. With Aida lagi! Yeay. My fiance wants me to check out the Celcom Broadband plan.

So, jumpa lagi lah bila2 rasa mok update...

Todeloo.

Comment

2009-08-10T21:54:00.001+08:00

Oh, patut la...the comment part is not working. Rasa nak gugok jantong. Lelah molah baru eh. Huhu.

Polis Sentri @ KL

2009-08-07T11:23:00.004+08:00

Main tapok-tapok (this is sembunyi2 in Bahasa Swak), tapi in big scale (in a city), but with real cops, and real information giver. Suupp sana, suppp sini, dekat lorong2 Kuala Lumpur. Once kenak tangkap, you'll be caught and put in real jail, and needs to be bailed.

How's that for our next playtime?

Main sembunyi2 di Kuala Lumpur

Bes eh!!! Next time, if I have the courage, I'll bring along my fiancee. Just for protection. Hehe.

Wedding Part II

2009-08-06T13:59:00.012+08:00

Take a great look at these pictures:

More of them are here . It was super nice to have them picture our big day ha. I just don't fancy asking around anymore as I've learnt my lesson with FloraEtc. Haha. Close friends know better.

I stumbled upon this cute little photographs taken by David something his name under axioo, at Plaza Indonesia at the interconnecting bridge between the Plaza and EX Plaza. For those who been there, tauk lah kali. Eena and Syima know too but I think they sik ambik port. Hehe. But I was so amazed by his creativity in editing those pictures into warm ones. I'll have this technic to edit my own, will try to search for the tutorial though :P.

As known, I've been to Indonesia in search for my wedding preparation things. Everything's 90% bought from there, and that 10% balance will be bought once I go there, again, to pick up my wedding dresses from the streamstress (once a neighbour to my sister in Gang Langgar, Lenteng Agung). She just lost her husband, and her husband was like a father to my sister and brother-in-law. Bu Ati and her husband were the neighbours that are sought after - taking care of the neighbours, very down to earth (sapa sik, if they are rich - in Indo - quite sure this is not their trait). When we visited Bu Ati (intended to give all the things needed to be sewn), she was still in a state of grieving her lost. Poor her, alone, and without a neighbour (my sister moved to Jalan Timbul 3A, Jakarta Selatan last year).

And I did have my urut and lulur. All the way right in the home of my sister. Haha. Tukang urut ya, Bu Dewi namanya, datang ke umah, specially came to urut and lulur the bride-to-be. Edeh. Siklah. She was there, initially because my parents needed her, cos they've been with me all day for 2 days straight. Bringing the plastic bag full of 50metres of kain, and whatnots. I carried almost everything at the end of the day, cos kesian nanggar daknya dah berumur tapi terpaksa ngembak barang berat2. End up I brought the things, seret ke lantei. Dah sik larat.

Things that I've bought in Jakarta:

1) Tiara, Necklace, ring and other accessories

2) Kain untuk family

3) Kain untuk extended families

4) Kain untuk flower girls and boy

5) Sure la- kain for the bride herself, 2 pasang

6) Kain untuk curtains di beranda, pelamin, bilik

7) Kain untuk cadar - yes, I made it myself

8) Kain untuk runner meja for guests - super nice I love it.

9) Bunga2 untuk decoration - SSF did catch my attention, but the price...huhu to be cried over.

10)Other things that I might forget while I'm writing this.

All in all, budget VS cost, I saved up almost RM2000. Quite reasonable aih. Dengan cuti nya lagik kan. Berbaloi...berbaloi.

Things left to be settled adalah:

1) Kad jemputan

2) Kasut kawen - nak molah kedirik juak

3) ......

Sekda dah kali? Ya jak nak?

Wow. Boleh tahan juak persiapan tok oh. Tinggal duak jak major yang belum siap. Cool.

Will post the things later, in picture ok. ~ Like as if ada orang baca blog tok. Waiting for the visual presentation. Teehee.

Oklah, chow lok. Anyway, I hate changing the template. Bagus agik makei kaki ayam ari ya. Haih.

Si Mata Biru

2009-08-05T17:29:00.002+08:00

Sometimes something we precious most, will be taken away from us. No matter how adorable it is. Read here. It's heart-wrenching. I know it, cos I was there ~ virtually. Condolences for him. Even though it's only a cat, but it's a life.

Sob sob.

Update: Both kitties were both in heaven by the time I wrote this.

Thanks Y'all.

2009-07-05T22:48:00.016+08:00

I expressed some dissapointment in my previous post towards the W-day. I complained that some things have yet to be finalised, most of the things have yet to be decided and reviewed in detail. That sort of things.

But the feedback was, I should be moderate and be average towards my W-day. That shocked me, coz I didnt even mention about having an elaborated wedding though.

I dont know if my post reflected / projected through that post that I want one of a kind wedding, and elaborated one, and expensive one. But that's not my intention.

I was just trying to get the message across about my wedding preparation, that is. Everyone wants their wedding to be special, just don't let it be your burden.

Anyway, I thanked all the commentors for keeping me on my track.

Here are some of the pictures I took when I went to Genting with my family, lebih 3 bulan lepas. Haha.

Bunga Genting.

Di dalam Kasino Malaysia.

Kereta kuda ku - She's been to Penang, Muar and Genting

Oklah tu sahaja.

W-day, postponed??

2009-07-01T11:55:00.004+08:00

The reason why I do not blog / update my blog for quite a long time is because I bloghop now. Not only my friends' blogs, but also some strangers blogs, where, I came there by typing

'baju kahwin'
'baju pengantin'

and yes, I arrived at their blogs.

Almost all blog owners that I visited either are in processto become someone's wife, or someone's fiance, or someone's mom (1st pregnancy, most of it). And yes, some of them are honeymooning.

When I read through their honeymoon trips, together with their husbands, I come to think of myhoneymoon. Sad, yes, that I have not yet deciding where and when should I go for honeymoon after our receptions. Ya, we do have one trip off Malaysia, but that will be with my family - Abang, Ijah,Niko and Zara. Not just both of us. So, you see, I will not have my own privacy with my new-found(hehe) husband that time, nor I have memories to create before we get back to the hectic life we have (read: work work work) in Malaysia.

I dont know, I feel like crying whenever I read their blogs, going to the honeymoon together,the husband being so nice and sweet, sik perlu cerita la pompuan mesti la always nice and sweet.

But when it comes to me, I don't recall him as being nice and sweet, lately, anymore.

I don't recall him to be part of my wedding day preparation.
And believe it or not, it's 4 months to go and I have yet to finalise ANYTHING.

Sometimes it frustrating to read other people's blog and then become frustrated. Heh.

Initially twas searching for the bride's dress ideas. Then all the blogs started to show.

Whenever I need a hand from my fiance, we are in not-talking-to-each-other (read: kelahi) mode.
Whenever I need my sister to help me on design and ideas, she is busy with her thesis, Zara and her husband.
Whenever I need my friends, they are either working, or studying. Worse, I don't have any other friends to help me.

I feel pathetic towards the W-day.
I feel like giving up all the preparations.
I fell like giving up - us.

Help me.

Pelawat Pertama & Terakhir

2009-06-29T08:09:00.000+08:00

Thanks Nadeeya and Arfa sebab sudi melawat Emma yang sakit :P next time plan lah betul2, Transformers k girls?

Escalator Berhantu

2009-06-25T08:32:00.001+08:00

I fell down the escalator.

Where the opposite way, people were coming in for work. Bayangkan betapa malu.

Bayangkan.

Fell down like, rolling through the escalator down to the last step of the escalator.

What a day to start work ha...

Vacation

2009-05-16T01:41:00.004+08:00

Batu Feringghi, Penang. From below (clockwise): Emma, Maimon, Ijah

I just went back from North and I found myself really in love with him, again.

It feels so right to be beside him, and hanging around like we used to.

Am listening to my fav song on my fav radio station, and my tears start to pool up. I found one picture that I was longing to have, it was 4 f*ckin years ago.

Not too long for others, but for me, that's like waiting to have another Persian Cat. When again, I read through my old blog there in friendster (I know, lame), I used language which speaks up more than now. I have lose my skill in writing in English and I have yet to discover new vocab in English. Gotta have a new dict and read more RD.

Updates from Penang:

On the first day, I surprised him by not telling him I was going to Penang last weekend. Pakatan dengan mak mentua to be, and sister in law to be was successful haha. He went outfor futsal and went back at 2AM (by this time I just stepped out of the car, arrived). He was speechless. That was fun. Friday, nothing much. He was helping his friend, Sani setting up balai untuk kawen. He got married last week (24/4/2009) and the receptions were last week which is 2/5 and 3/5. This is the main reason I went to Penang.

On Friday night, we went to Pacific (tok paling cool kah di Seberang Prai, sebab cam sik bes jak ehehe) and bought Sani and his wife a present. Hadiah kawen bah. On Saturday, we went to Sani's reception at the bride's side, in Kepala Batas. Semua anak mami. Hehe.'Twas ok, even though it rained that day.

That night, we didn't even go to Search Konsert di Awan Biru, walaupun ada melintas di tempat konsert dijalankan and I saw 4 big containers with Search printed all over thecontainers, kinda cool. I went to see him playing football with Delima @ Kepala Batas.

Malam itu, makan2 bersama mother in law to be, sis in law to be and her brother, cousin and her brother's girlfriend, Masitah. Mek Sitoh. Hehe. Then, he wanted to eat KFC. Yeah, he likes KFC. We then went to Auto City to enjoythe delicacy ( I call it delicacy as it is rare for us). Udah ya, esoknya, ambik Sani dan bininya dari Kepala Batas ke umah Sani, reception atthe groom's side.

Was rushing to go back to KL, kota traffic jam.

I really need a vacation heh.

Faith / Qada'

2009-05-16T01:28:00.004+08:00

Teet.

My alarm car went off when I locked it.
I parked my car just in front of the burnt down Bistro.I walked towards CIMB, sederet Mahbub. My right was Bangsar Village, my back was a row of houses. On my left, far left, is the Pizza Hut.

I walked, with my jeans, all torned down at the knee part, sedikit koyak juga di belakang.I wore Beatles cheap t-shirt, turquoise in color. Rambut remos, not too high macam stewardess Air Asia. Eyeliner semestinya nampak dari jauh.

Walk with dignity. Sombong.

I tried to potray the image of a rocker like me can also drive a Honda with reserved plate number. A passer-by, who happened to be a salesman tried to stop me halfway to the CIMB, gave me a pamphlet.

Dengan muka sombong, I took the pamphlet and walked off without giving any chance for the salesman to even explain what he was trying to sell. He walked away from me to find another victim, maybe.

Dengan muka sombong lagi, I read the pamphlet, while walking. Still, trying to potray to people around me that a rocker, seluar koyak, can still drive a Honda, and can actually read.

Sedikit lagi hendak sampai ke CIMB...
Masih membaca...
Masih sombong...

BUPP!!!

Aku jatuh.

Terjelopok macam tu, like a girl fell down from a swing. I sat at the kaki lima like a girl sitting in front of her mother-in-law, sopan bersimpuh. My handbag were wide open, berterabur barang2 di dalam.

In front of me, a guy, Indonesian guy, with his pink basket of cashew nuts, our eyes were level. He was laughing silently at me, but he was laughing hard. His shoulder were shaken by his laughter, smoke from the cigeratte keluar bergetar-getar dari mulut, hasil laughing.

I can see that his eyes had water in them, watery-shakenly shoulder-laugh he had. I waved the pamphlet which, was still in my hand, at him. "Awak jangan la gelak!"We were like having our private jokes by then.

Orang2 yang lepak di Mahbub were all staring at us. Trying to understand, maybe.
The Indonesian guy, told me "Mungkin licin ya sedikit di situ". I was trying to explain to him that the curb and bla bla but, alah, no point maybe. So, I woke up, slowly, went into CIMB, still laughing, pegi cucuk sedikit duit for Bunga Telur, for later.

Selesai transaksi, I went out of the CIMB, my eyes searching for the Indonesian guy who I had private joke with seconds ago. He looked at me, and said "Kacang kak..." still, obviously, the laugh did not die there and then when I did get up from my fall just now. Even the "Kacang, kak" also was not intended forhis kacang to be sold, but just a joke to make me remember more of him. I smiled.

Ahhh....That was the story when I had my private joke with someone, I never knew existed.

Back in the car,I was thinking about faith. Faith brings people together. Faith is something like Qada', at least to my opinion. Faith brings me, and the Indonesian guy together and had a private joke,in Bangsar, for a mere few seconds. When we were kids, I was in Sarawak. He was probably in Jawa Timur. We met, in Bangsar. In an unexpected situation. Masa kecik2, bukan pernah terfikir that we even brush shoulders with people halfway around the world (in my case, not halfway, it's quarter?).

I was so naive that I did not even care how to accept faith, back when I was young. I broke up with my ex-bf, that one week of hell I went through just to beg him to stay with me. But where am I now? Engaged to someone else who I never think I can get my hands on him.

I have a friend who still trying to beg her bf to come back to her, I have no idea on how to console her,but I told her to just believe in faith. Faith will always assure the feeling of uneasiness.

When I see my sister, in our case, both of us from Sarawak, now happily married with a guy from Ambarawa. Yes, where the hell is Ambarawa before we knew him?

My brother, also, lives in Borneo for quarter a century, can meet up with an Australian lorry driver who generously paid for his return ticket to Malaysia.

Faith do odd things that we human can never imagine or imply.
Faith. Yes, you Faith.
You should and shall believe in one.

Takkan Jawi Hilang di Dunia

2009-05-09T13:51:00.003+08:00

Anak kekanda yang bongsu bernama Halimah dan yang

kecil2 anak Mara'ee cucu2 kepada kekanda.

From left: Cik Lani (kawan ayah), Nek Usu Limah, Ngah Siti Hauwah, Ayah

I found this old photo of my dad when he was a kid, maybe 3 or 4 years old. Cik Lani is his cousin cum good friend when they were young. The descriptions at the back might be written by my dad's granduncle. He wrote in Malaya cos they were from Tanah Melayu, having travelled to Sarawak untuk berdagang kain. He wrote in tulisan jawi. He wrote to my dad's grandfather, Sheikh Abdullah (cos he stated that my dad "cucu2").

Nasib baik kamek pandey maca jawi, mun sik, comak ajak orang dalam gambar ya dipadah sapa2 ajak lah.

Gambar ya siap ada memew and duak ekor manok. Tinggi benar juak manok ya oh.

Jangan mansuh tulisan jawi.

How Was Your First Day, Kakak?

2009-04-28T14:27:00.002+08:00

Kakak Akma.

This 2 words sentence really piss me off. First, because she spelt my name wrongly. It is, yet, still forgiven as we known each other for a mere few hours and parted ways. But...but she
has been calling me Kakak since Day 1. That, piss me off.

On the first day of job, during the report duty thing at the HR, I was waiting in front of the office door, where all the empty boxes were being put. I don't know for what purpose, but they were there and it fits perfectly on my need to put my things down. So, I put all my documents and etc on the box, waiting for someone to open the door for me. It was 7.20 in the morning and I didnt expect someone to open the door at that time. So I waited.

While waiting, I saw the door opened, from inside, I knew some people just prefer to arrive at
their offices early like what I did, that day.

There, emerging from the HR office, a guy, somewhat girlish I might say, a little shorter than me, with black thick rimmed glass, said, "Akak nak bawak masuk kotak ni eh?"

I didn't reply.
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And when he saw my documents on top of the boxes, he cupped his mouth, his eyes grew wider and yes,"Oh sori! sori! You nak report duty ye, masuk masuk!".

After that it was silence. Silence it was, I heard his shoes cloaking towards the Men's toilet
I accidentally got into before I have this incident.

I stood there, thinking. Baju kurung aku ni buruk sangat ke smp kena panggil orang angkut boxes?

I might say that he was rather embarrased too by that statements he made as he walked quite quickly into the toilet.

Haih, I let myself in and it was really, like really the worst first day that I had.

Is it a big deal or I'm making it a big problem to myself?

Bersamamu, TV3

2009-04-23T17:46:00.000+08:00

Kat dalam air tu, banyak lintah, SEKSA!

Notepad Blog

2009-04-20T08:50:00.002+08:00

That I always start my blog writing in a Notepad. Fearing of the loss of data during execution.

Edeh.

And they always dont start with titles.

Everyday I walk from Masjid Jamek to my office. Whenever I walk, I would reminisce all the memories I had before I even have jobs and before I enter tough years in University (Read: 2nd year). That during the interval time between UTM and UM came rushing back at the back of my brain, flashing in front of my eyes. Going out as early as class finished (4.00PM) and balit ke asrama as early as 6.00AM. I missed going out, hanging out with friends (Mimi, Aida, Nadeeya, Cyrus). Yes, we do have some bitter moments, but that don't matter to all of us. It always healed back.
Now, Aida is in JB, Cyrus and Nadeeya in Shah Alam, Mimi somewhere in KL I think she lives with her relatives in UM. We are not like we used to. We all go our own way.

OKEH. WRAP UP.

No. I can't. I should go to Nadeeya's house when she finish her exam.
Can't take it. Yeeargh.

Cerca Merba (betulkah oi?)

2009-04-17T13:34:00.000+08:00

I feel so old.

I'm 24 (this Oct), I'm working, going to be married and I dress like 30-year olds.
No wonder people with the I.C. 8004XX-XX-XX98 called me "Akak dulu keja mana?".
I replied, "HA?" Then only she re-stated her question with Awak.

Ataupun...
kamek yang pekak?

Ijah slalu madah ema tok pekak. Ayah slalu terpaksa ulang what he said because I repeatedly said Ah? Ah? sebab sik dengar. Mak jarang komplen sebab nya jarang madah molah apa molah apa. Abang, seperti sedia maklum, mala jak madah ema pekak sebab apa jokesnya ema sik dengar.

I should go to that ENT tepi KTM di Brickfields.

Most people thought I'm married. Ever since I start working. When I was in Uni, sekda pun orang sebok2 madah "Kau dah kawen ke?" or "Akak skarang anak brapa?".

But nowadays I got a lot of that kind of statements. I just dont know how to reply.
Because they offended me big time.

Should I buy those skinny office attire just to make sure I look younger?
Should I do a face job to make myself like 19 year olds?
Should I just shut up, and pissed myself off dalam hati?

I dont know.

Lagi2 bila udah bertunang tok. Ada duak igek cincin di jari tok, makes me look like a mother of two. I actually dont prefer yellow gold, but. It's not my decision to make.

I hope after I get married no one will say "Awak ni single lagi tak?"

Heh.

Birthday Tengah Bulan?

2009-04-16T15:38:00.001+08:00

Yarabi.
I forgot to make this public - my sister has delivered a healthy, fair, full of hairbaby girl at 3.46AM on Wednesday ~ 15th April 09 @ hospital Putrajaya. Alhamdulillah she and Zara are healthy.

Her name is Zara Nadeeya Puspitaningrum. What a name. kalah auntie nya eh.
sik sabar rasanya nak main2 dengan nya. pulangla cepat, ema mok nya ilek2 denganema. hehe.

Pic coming soon.

Copy or Just Inspired

2009-04-16T12:10:00.001+08:00

There it goes again. First it was Radiohead, then it was Foo fighters, now it's Muse. Not forgetting The Strokes.

Even though I don't like the idea of TRYING to copy, but I like to hear thisparticular radio station.

But the downside is, the claimed that it's not cool to listen to songs other thanMalaysian songs, but...but they are inspired by those I have mentioned.

Iboh jak madah sik suka, tapi bila dah nak molah lagu, last2 pakei lagu daknya juak.Makei layar daknya juak. Then blame orang nengar lagu omputeh.

Sigek ya jak. heessh.

MBB

2009-04-14T11:42:00.003+08:00

Today is my second day of working. Surprisingly, I am not excited nor fresh. Maybe it's the three weeks holiday that I had before I got into this job. I really like being at home, without having to be in the office before 8.45AM. I browsed through the one of the university's website just to "see" how's the postgraduates programme going, and filled them up. haha. but it stopped before I even warmed up because they need us to fill up the introduction to research. damn.

I've read some blogs regarding the transition of the people's vote against the government. I was used to be the other side. but whenever I read those blogs again, the "accusation" made by the PR are making sense. The accusation looks so true and normal. Whenever I finish reading those, it'll appear in the TV (mainly berita) and I see the contradiction. I can see that the mainstream media are making those topics hotter. I can now see the difference. Because I read the prior of watching TV, and that's not it, I watched from reliable sources.

I've made it a point (after having lunch with Yus, my new cubic mate) to do what I thought previously, masters. I should proceed, I guess.

Till then.

(still hoping for a fruitful blog)

Sekda Papa Nak Di Padah... cuma

2009-04-10T12:19:00.004+08:00

That the tri-election has passed. I am glad the we've won 2 hills and lost Batang Ai. That's ok coz i know the Sarawakians have yet to see the real truth. I am a Sarawakian myself but ive been living in the peninsula since 1998. the PR will need some time to penetrate the kingdom of the Pehin Sarawak (I dont know why he called himself Pehin where else the pangkat is belong to Bruneian). The Pehin Kingdom has been in Sarawak for almost half the decade. And PR will need years to convince the Sarawakians to vote against the government. Sooner or later they'll see changes happen in the peninsula and they'll vote against the government. This, I predict will fully be PR's government during PRU 14?

I went to Low Yat the other day and managed to upgrade my PC. PC kamek dah outdated gilak sampeikan nak burn CD pun nya akan hang. siannya. So the technician told me mine was DDR1 instead of the famous DDR2. That means, cost more money. DDR1 is very rare nowadays that 1GB costed me RM135. hm... sedangkan ema nanggar di lowyat.net ari ya, DDR2 kingston 4GB adalah bersamaan dengan RM125. Sian kan. heee..

I've bought HDD too 160GB costed RM115. IDE. heh.

And now i have a faster (and still hangs) PC. The reason that i upgraded my PC was I need to finish up a promise to someone, where he paid for his website and I have yet to finish them. in order for me to finish up the website, I will need to have Adobe Photoshop CS which runs quite a handful of memory to go.

Now it's 12.30PM and my sister nudged me to cook something. My dad is coming home soon from school and I am responsible of lunches and dinners. Yeah, unemployed. biasalah. hehe.

Speaking of jobs, I have been out of job for 3 weeks. Even though I'm not at the office, but the salary masuk lah until this 11th April. Jap, which is today! Haha. I'll be in the new place next Monday. Dah coming to an end lah cuti ema tok. Best juak, cuti2 dapat gaji. I've gone to Bukit Tinggi, Genting Highlands and insyaAllah PD. haha. bes eh.

Bah, kamek nak masak lok.

P/S: marek ada nemu orang di Elken and he told us (Emma, mak, Mayeng, Payeng ~ Atuk n Nenek dalam bahasa Melanau) "dah mau pulai?" Haha. Mun sik tauk kelakar sarawak iboh..

Pulai is Bahasa Iban. Bahasa Melayu Swak is pulang where else Melanau is pulek.

Backing off.

My Engagement Photos

2009-04-03T07:43:00.002+08:00

Hello all,

I am now at one of the hills di Banjaran Titiwangsa atau lebih famously known as... Genting Highlands. Haha. marek I went to the theme park, but nothing new for me (for me la ok). Staying at Awana Golf and Country Resort, quite a nice hotel and sejoooookkk eh. pagi2 sik nampak di luar sebab kabus nya tebal gilak. Now is 7.48AM and the fog still hasnt go away.

I'll be taking some photographs with abang Sham and D. huhu.

Anyway, the photos are here: http://www.flickr.com/photos/emma-manson . Feel free to view ok. So now im going off to ebay to see my items. hehe. babaaiii...

My Last Post

2009-03-23T13:09:00.002+08:00

Hello,

mungkin kah seseorang berdebar when he/she reads my headline today? hehe. Yes, it's my last post, but from the laptop given by Opensys. Today I will hand over the laptop to my colleague for him to take over all the programs I held previously. Now I'm cleaning up all the personal matters in this laptop, while waiting for all the things to complete burnt, Ema tulislah tok. Hehe.

Yesterday, I went to Bukit Tinggi. Best juak lah, I went with all my cousins n my sister n her husband. Abang Sham had a pre-wedding photography with his client, a co-producer in TV9. Cantek juak sanggul ompuan ya.

Day before yesterday was my cousin's wedding, Khair. He's an engineer in petronas n wed one of the orang2 baik. eheh. Memang nya baik. Nurul namanya. but i wonder where she got the name whereas her real name is Zaiton.

2 days before was... my engagement! Haha. yes, I'm engaged now and I'm someone's fiance. I am engaged to my long-time boyfriend, Faidrol. Thanks faidrol for choosing me :). Photos coming up soon.

I have yet to lose my weight. Sedihnya. Mok jog lah tiap2 ari.

Kelak sambung agik. After I hand over this laptop, then I'll be going back home. Yeay!

Bah, mupok lok pok.

And So I'll leave

2009-03-13T14:06:00.004+08:00

Iyah, after 1 year and 3 months plus it's time to move on. I'll be having a new set of life. Thanks Allah for making my dream come true, mak ayah, ijah and Faidrol for praying for me.

I'll do the best, this time.

I promise.

Tagged by D

2009-03-04T16:57:00.006+08:00

D ni kenapa kena tag2. mentang2 la D ada tag nak bawak orang masuk dari lobi. hehe. oklah. this is the 6th picture from my 6th folder. actually i dont have 6th folder in my pictures folder, but boleh la 6th picture kan.

Tag challenge is this:

Go to your photos folder in your computer.

Go to the 6th folder of photos.

Go to the 6th picture in that folder.

Put the picture on your blog and describe about it.

Invite six friends to join the challenge.

Link them in your blog and let them know they have been challenged.

Guess what are they doing? She's reading a newspaper.

Location? A house in Shah Alam

When? 01.03.2009

Using? Using Nikon D80

Why I like it? I don't like it, haha. It's the tag thing, chose by the instructions kan.

sapa nak tag?

I'm tagging:

my sister, her husband Niko, Eena, sapa agik? I dunno..abg sham lah. Hehe. another 2 sapa2 rasa nak buat sila buat. jangan malu2.

Cita Marek

2009-03-04T15:40:00.002+08:00

Marek, kamek bejalan2 di antara Masjid Jamek LRT n puduraya. Di pagi hari agik ya. huhu. apa kah polah? insyaAllah mun sekda papa i'll tell u guys.

Sambil berjalan2, mata pun melilau nanggar kiri kanan. Bejalan bejalan bejalan belajan blenajal brinjal, sampei lah ke satu lorong. di lorong ya ema boleh nampak "Hotel Cintamani". Haha paloi alu jak. (ok i'm Mirian, alu, sik kali).

bila dah balit, otw dalam LRT ke rumah, kamek ternampak agik ada omputeh ngembak paperbag "Babila". haha. gila lah brand ya. i supposed it's one of the high end brands kali tempat daknya. tapi nama nang sik bes lah.

ari tok tek, ema pakei baju biru. deep sea blue. tapi, hari tok juak ema nampak ramei pekerja LRT which were wearing the same kind of blue shirt. haha. sia sinek jak nampak daknya. adakah saikologi ataupun benar2 berlaku. ema pun sik tauk.

Ema kinek tok kerja agak tenang, coz orang yang mala jak madah nya banyak kerja ya sekda di opis, nya di site. syok oo iboh nanggar mukanya.

i'm waiting for the born of my first niece. haih, gine lah mukanya kelak. i hope she'll be as cute as me. haha. yeah rite. my sis n her family are planning to settle down in KL instead of Jakarta because Niko wants to send her kids to Malaysian schools. I know some of the cons of sending kids to typical public schools here, but i know some pros too. so mungkin betul juaklah his decision. Yeay here too as i dont have to be far from my sis!

another 20 - 4 = 16 days to go man.. i'll tell u guys (again!) when the time comes. i hope nothing will go wrong. Amin.

Grow Up

2009-02-04T19:45:00.001+08:00

I supposed have written this post yesterday, but PB internet security can't be tolerate, soeverything that i've typed wiped out abis.

I read some comments that might have hurt my friend in some way, and i know that those people who judge people according to their choice of eyeliner, what i can say is, grow up.
Eyeliner is just a brush dipped in some black/blue whatever color u prefer liquid and it is mainly the same for all brands. if that's the case with liquid eyeliner. kalau pencil eyeliner,ala, macam pensil!

Whatever brand you use, it'll not reflect your truly self. Kalau kita pakai Bobbi Brown sekalipun, does that shows you that you are nice? If we use Body Shop, does that shows you that you are hygenic?

They should have think before they write any comments that might hurt someone else's feelings.

Brand does not matter, your attitude is what matters most.

I have a cousin who is the Assistant General Manager in TM, and she dont even use a branded handbag.

What I see is she uses handbag which she proudly announced she bought in some pasar malam in Klang.Even orang yang banyak duit pun dont fight about having a MAC eyeliner. hehe.

As for other side of the story, the person who used to befriended me in the first year don't
even back my friend, who is supposed to back her.

Yeah, for now, my friend and i ignored her but bitching about her is the best la kan.

She used to be one of my good friend when suddenlyI knew that she's been telling her mom my secrets. I dont mind, but the thing is her mom will somewhat think that i'm a bad person judging the secrets that she's been telling.

Dahlah sik mok ngaku.

Kak ya boleh backup diri sendiri sedangkan dah trapped. Ada juak orang kedak tok.

Dan nya boleh agik madah kalau ema mok kawan dengannya, kawan, sik, sik.

What a precious friendship i want to cherish, NOT!!

I don't regret losing a friend like her.

So, officially, I'm down to one friend, Eena.

Bencik eh Ompuan Ya...

2009-02-04T19:45:00.000+08:00

Nya ya belagak bagus. Bila mana mok molah kerja, mesti malar jak madah dengan kita tek "Kau dah siap kerja? Dah start kerja? Dah buat tu? Dah buat ni?" Apahal? Yalah malas gilak dengan orang kedak tok.

Nya ya kadang2 mun udah tension molah kerja, alu lah, "Aku tension aa... bugs tak buat lagi, tak solve lagi. Nak kena ikut orang ni buat laaa.." bla and bla. GTH.

Konon nya banyak gilak kerja la...heh.

I have my work too dammit (rasa2nya lebih dari kerja nya) I don't tell other people that.

Get a life la.

Seb II

2009-02-04T19:36:00.003+08:00

LRT pegi balit kerja = RM2.60 vs Keta parking depan opis = RM6.00.

So, park la keta depan LRT kerinchi (free) dan pegi opis naik la LRT.

My first day was OK (using LRT and so forth).

End of the day baruklah....

1) Gugok parit sedalam sampei pinggang - causes my legs to have bruises and unbearable to walk sebab bergesel dengan luka & tenggelam sedalam sepinggang.

2) City carpet has got to be changed entirely because it smells like sh*t. ~RM400

3) ABS Brake MIGHT have been broken ~ RM4K

4) Airbag system rosak juak ~ RM1k.

So much of saving the money, Eena (Eena sahaja yang memahami situasi ni kot).

Semuanya gara-gara...

Flash Flood Di Kuala Lumpur.

Sabar2.

Seb

2009-02-03T13:15:00.001+08:00

Kinek tok ema dah sik balit ke umah untuk lunch...
Kinek tok ema dah sik semayang Zohor di umah...
Kinek tok ema dah sik beli apa2...
Kinek tok ema perlu kerja kuat nak try polah website...
Kinek tok ema perlu belajar benar2 makei D80 ya sak dapat ngekot abang Sham shooting...

Semuanya gara2....

Ema gatal.

Hehe.

The Good Ol' Days

2008-12-19T02:18:00.004+08:00

Emma tengah pack2 barang kinek tok, mok pegi ke seberang laut in few hours time. Kinda excited, and malas juak. sebab, i need to pack up things without my dad organising everything. yes, he is unofficially in charge in packing things up, and wrapping the unwrapped. haha. abang pegi australia, nya pack. ijah balit sabah dolok, nya pack. ema? ema sik pegi sine2. dok diam2 jak di KL. hehe...

Kinek tok juak, I mean at the same time I'm packing my things, slowly, I'm listening to Juliet the Orange - Eyelash. Emma suka gilak dengan lagu tok. I mean, I've been listening to this song since.. tah, siktauk bila. maybe during the uni days kali sik ingat juak.

and from this song, I start to reminisce the good old days that I had before, read, before I have this job. ( i dunno if it's a job to me coz it feels like hell going to the office and coming back home mimpi hal2 coding).

Kamek duak faidrol akan go to class together, I mean , to the faculty. FCSIT UM to be exact. Our class started generally at 9am, so I picked him at 8.30am (wooahh baruk kamek ingat I was punctual for class, but not for work, its bad).

Bila dah sampei faculty, we went separate ways. Aoklah, nya ada kelas kedirik and I have mine. Macam biasa, I sat in one of the front row seats. Sebab, kebanyakan orang sik brapa berkawan dengan ema gilak. They thought that I was super duper cool kali, therefore avoiding me to not let themselves feel inferior. heh.

Bila kelas dah almost abis, about 15 minutes before the class was over, I texted faidrol on his whereabouts. He waited me in front of the hall. Then, together we drove to Kolej 12 to have lunch. usually the session will be with his friends. and I was the only girl in the lunch group.

We had nothing to think of then. We had our laughter yang sangat ikhlas dan tidak berhabuk sebab we dont have any commitments to think of, we were free, free of expectations (lecturer and study sik kira la k), free of speculations and whatnots. I miss the good ol' days.

then, petang2 sikit, we went to Ikea. our fav place. We would wander around in the ikea, snapping pics with my 2MP camera phone. We talked about furniture (yalah, sebab di ikea kan). How it will look like if its placed in our homes, how about the lightings di siling2 umah...

around 5-6PM, sometimes we will put on our sport shoes (faidrol makei kasut ema jenama apa tah ema sik ingat!! i bought it in indonesia it was rare and we cant find it anywhere in msia as what my brother told me la, i believe its true till now).

we would go to taman apa oh di belakang masjid negara ya ema lupak juak, why am i so forgetful eh? and we jogged. aiseh, ema nak kuruskan badan... he made two rounds, i had one. ya pun, he was forcing me like hell sampei sepak2 ema heheheeh (sepak manja jak ok) to make a full one round. ema pancit, I need oxygen and water. abis sigek botol 1.5 litres ema teguk sendirik. haha.

bila udah pukul 7PM mcm ya, paham2 la, dekat masjid negara, tak manis dipandang pelancong yang berada di situ. so, i dropped him off to his house (just a room rented by Khalis, Abe Ding and faidrol). I came back home, pray, mandik. Malam, keluar agik!

kenapa malam mok keluar? ya... sebab faidrol hendak makan malam. kadang2 kamek orang would go to Mak Mah Tomyam (or is it Kak Mah Tomyam i couldnt remember). Tomyam sia nyaman! (by this time ema type tok, it was 5 minutes gap with the remember word cos of my stupid keyboard that i bought years ago masa mula2 masuk U. Ema cabut ps/2 nya n pasang balit, ingatkan perlu restart pc sebab nya ps/2 then try the numlock thing the light (or LED?) was there so its working. pardon me for my lack of hardware knowledge. heh.

Bila udah kenyang, Ema akan sent him back to sarangnya. And the same thing happened to next day, next next day, next next next day...

mindless thing done, going to places without any guilts of not answering calls from customers, superiors, oh I really miss the good ol' days...

When my sister came home from sabah, I will gladly picked her up at KLIA (by the time LCCT was still in progress, i think). She will came back with stacks of CDs, cool music she brought back home just to let her little sister listen to them. Some are gamelan music, pop, rnb, classic and oldies. she has taste like our dad, but I am more into rock and alternative. (blame it to my brother).

We will, still, wander around the ikea, taking pictures, my sister will buy some things while I just browsed through. Oh I still, miss... the good... ol' days.

I miss listening to the radio (I turned to red104.9), back then, they played No Doubt featuring Cypress Hill. They played Nirvana, played alternative. The DJ wasnt bad though, her voice serak2 basah. I like.

But now, everytime I turn to red104.9, they played old folks songs. they played too-mellow-for me songs. Oh, I miss the good ol' Red104.9 days...

I miss being the Emma who never had guilt. of not picking up calls from customers (or clients I must say I dunno which term is better but econs students should know this right), not answering calls from the Director, from Project Manager, from Manager or from the Public Bank Team.

I miss hanging out aimlessly with Faidrol, ilek2 di bukit di UM (ala, sapa2 biak UM pasti tahu tempat itu tempat apa). but, everytime Ema pegi sia just to reminisce the time we had together, it was empty, no students lepaking. Oh i miss bukit itu semasa dulu...

I miss so many things right now. maybe because of the song I play now (yes, the Eyelash song still ~and am not going to stop it~ playing). Faidrol used to have an MP3, and this song was the song that I played over and over whenever I borrowed the mp3 from him.

I miss my sister when she was single. I miss my brother. I miss my parents. I miss my boyfriend.

I miss hanging out with friends without any feelings hide out. I miss going out to movies with them. I miss going for holiday with them.

I miss going to classes, I miss lectures, I miss assignments and study groups.

I miss...the good ol' days.

Indonesia!

2008-12-18T20:44:00.001+08:00

Ya...

kamek kan pergi meninggalkan tanahair dan terbang ke Indonesia! Dah lamak sik pegi sinun, I'll be swimming in the sea of Clothes! (read: Bandung). I Hope~

~Todeloo

The Untouchables

2008-12-12T17:55:00.002+08:00

I have just finished watching The Untouchables.

It started when an Officer from the Treasury Department wanted to slam down a gang who cheated on the ledger book (I mean they cheated on not paying the tax upon selling drugs and whatnots)imagine the scene of 60s where mobs and Abruzis running around in their vests, long coats and fedora hats. And not forgetting their thick and long cigars.

He once believed that one of the deliveries in the dock were drugs connected by Al-Capone (I wonder is there any real Al-Capone in mobs lives the last time they ruled the streets, as The Godfather also has the same name). He invited all the police force and one photojournalist from The Examiner. When he crushed one of the box claimed to have contained drugs, but all in the box was an umbrella - a paper umbrella. Click! And the photojournalist took his photo and posted in the next day paper. He was bluffed by Al-Capone (I assumed). He was the joke of the week and being laughed at by those paper people and his department.

Upon this, he was moved to really catch Al-Capone all by himself. But he was alone. Without any time delayed, he made a group of people (which is only four of them), two of them were from the police force, one was an accountant from his department and himself. They were all very determined to catch Al-Capone, everyone had their own point of catching the bad guy (the accountant - of the fraud made by Al-Capone, the two policemen - the gangsters had killed so many of their friends, and the Officer - just being a nice guy in town ~ hehe ema siktauk apa motif nya, so I just made up my own tee hee hee).

Shoot there, mati. Shoot here, mati. Bloody story I tell you. Sana bloody, sini bloody. Biak kecik pun termasuk dalam ini bloody story. Tapi sidak kiut2, sikhal.

To make the story short, the accountant was killed in the elevator in the police station. One of the gangster's ulun (ulun here means orang ikutan) posed as a police and shot him in the head.

One of the policemen also, got killed, by Nitti. Haih, memang Italian tok meant to be gangster oh. Bloody killing lagik. He was shot multiple times, by, not a pistol, not a .38 calibre, but with a rifle. Dolok2 kan they carry rifles and long guns, but not pistol kecik2 as what posed in CSI. eheh.

Two men down, two men still there. The policeman and the officer. The Officer were now more determined, as two of his friends were killed. Emma pun pelik, the policeman is Andy Garcia, who act in mob movie Godfather, nya juak berlakon. Kali nya ada muka2 Itali kali oh. Maka nya Cuban bah...

The Officer, driven by rage, berekot ngagak Nitti. They were all in court for the conviction against Al-Capone. He went to the roof top where Nitti was. At first, he caught him with just the handcuffs just like other good people did for bad people (put them in jail, sentenced them and go back to their family and have vacation). But when they had this conversation:

Officer: Yeah. l'm gonna come see you burn,you son-of-a-bitch! 'Cause you killed my friend! (Emma:He wanted to send him to jail for justice)
Nitti: He died like a pig.
Officer: What did you say?
Nitti: I said that your friend died screaming like a stuck Irish pig!

Yes, this had sent his blood rushed to the head (yeadeh, macam lagu Coldplay pulang oohhh) marah nya bukan main, Nitti had pushed his red glowing button.

Ya nya tek... dengan amarah yang tidak dapat disangka-sangka oleh kita yang biasa2 ajak tok, he pushed Nitti...

off the building.

Nitti, downstairs, taking a nap, in one of the parked cars, with his pool of blood, around him. Yeay for the Officer! Baruk kamek ingat, the Officer's name was Eliot Ness.

The tragic death of Nitti, dan kejatuhan of the mob boss Al-Capone, had sent his name, yet again, posted in the The Examiner headline, as the Officer who had slammed the mob boss directly without any help of any FBI kah, CIA kah at that time.

Whoa...

Kamek tok cepat gilak teruja dengan cerita2 mob tok. Sorry to say, but I love how they dress themselves. They dressed smart, they smoke smart, they act not smart, eheh, biasalah mobs.

Kamek gi smayang asar lok~~

And in one of the last scene in the movie was, he was looking at his picture with all his three friends and himself. The picture was a dramatic black and white picture, with four people sitting at a table in restaurant, with vests on them and cigars at their fingers. Macam mob juak lah kiranya pose sidaknya.

Best.

Now you can tell that I'm into guys who are bad huh?

Haha siklah.

Mun mok ada experience sendirik nanggar movie kedak tok, google and get your DVD. While stock lasts. Hehe.

What I know now is I am a bad movie review writer.

~Signing Off~

P/S oh and yes, credit to this website for having The Untouchables script.

Skeptical Bahagian II

2008-12-05T14:52:00.003+08:00

Hari ya, I went to one of my schoolmate's wedding. Ghows and Akma (semoga berkekalan hingga ke akhir hayat).

At the wedding, I met a few of my highschool friends who used to be my best friends. At first, everyone seems so preserved and stick to who they came with. Me, as usual, buat2 muka sombong ewwah.

Duduk sekali meja dengan Nadeeya, Arfa, Cyrus, Hanna, Pika and Zul. Didnt talk that much though with Hanna Pika and Zul as I am not that close to them then and now. So as usual I just chatted with Arfa and Nadeeya ajaklah...

Till the end of the wedding, then only I managed to got around and talked to few of my used to be best friends. Some of them becoming a doctor, one opening up a bakery. As I sat with my friend at one place, there she is, one of my friend's mom came to us and chatted away with us.

Apakah bahan perbualan kami?

Ya... she was asking, whether now we are working or not, sambung stadi ka sik, ambik apa, brapa tahun lagi. My friend (tanpa mengetahui perangai sebenar ibu kepada kawan saya itu) menjawab dengan penuh frank skali "Oh, saya baru saja abis exam hari tu."

Knowing how the friend's mom will think, I said to myself. abis la kawan mek tok kenak tiau dengan mak orang tok kelak (read: Abis la kawan aku ni, kenak basuh dengan mak orang ni nanti).

And what was the friend's mom reply?

"Oh, awak ni junior setahun dari anak saya la ye? Lambat je abis"

Hoooo.....

Saya awal2 dah toleh tempat lain dah. Didn't even want to talk to her since I finish my highschool years.

Sangat skeptical. Sungguh skeptical. I hate when one compares us to his/her things/family.

Macam anak nya ya bagus gilak. (Bagus I mean, pendidikan bagus, AKHLAK pun bagus). Get what I mean?

Banyak lagik yang nya padah yang menyebabkan kita terasa down-graded, but being innocent dan melayan sahaja, my friend kept on chatting with the friend's mom.

So, dalam lebih kurang 15 minit, my friend layankan saja the friend's mom, while Nadeeya and I looked some other way. Dah tauk macam ney reaction friend's mom ya kelak.

Ada juak orang macam ya di dunia tok. Down-grading other people tanpa sedar. Subconsciously down-grading people around them. Gila laaa....

Sama ajak dengan anaknya. I knew her for 2 yrs and its enough for me to keep away from her in the future. I thought I can be friends with her again, but, her attitude tidak menunjukkan progress malahan semakin teruk (menunjuk2 and down-grading, sama seperti mak dia).

So kawan-kawan, think before you compliment/ask/talk to people around you. Kalau pun we hurt them, quickly find a way how to cover it up. Just like I use to do, kalau tersalah cakap, pastinya my next statement be "Ooo...aku pun camtu gak...bla2". Cover beb cover.

I hope I will not be like my friend's mom or my friend. Itu patut menjadi pengajaran untuk semua ya.

~Signing Off~

Hungry, Headache, Oily Hair

2008-12-04T12:08:00.004+08:00

Pernahkah kamu merasa lapar sekaligus sakit kepala akibat rambut berminyak? Sudah pasti la pernah betol sik, this is common apa... This is what I'm having now, lapar, sakit palak since last night and rambut berminyak cos dah lamak sik syampu (2 3 hari la). Sik lamak ney.

Yesterday, I googled "Kongress Keadilan", and it came out lots of bloggers from Keadilan. Since the once a parti pembangkang now a ruling party, the mainstream media do not give them enough justice for them to voice out their ideology, the internet is the answer. I found out that they are not only plain normal blogger (like me, who keeps on typing trash), but they are professionals, young people who can really put their ideas into implementation and tidak hanya cakap kosong.

Most of them have so many supporters, followers, tidak ketinggalan juga the one who hate them, judge them for being at the other side of the once ruling party. Kamek siktauk kenak sidak suka gilak dengan once ruling party ya, mungkin they have their families terlibat sekali. Apa2pun, they have their interest in the once ruling party.

Semakin lincah kamek membaca (ada ka kelincahan membaca?), semakin syok. Kamek google lagi dan lagi, kamek click on links sana sini. Akhirnya, terjumpa si gossip boy. Tahu kah kamu sapa si gossip boy itu? Tak lain tak bukan Saiful Bukhari. Ada satu hari terbaca yang all the gays mengatakan Saiful adalah gay (only gay knows who gay is). Satu lagi terbaca mengatakan he's Saiful's family, he knows who Saiful really is (he is claimed to be not gay, here).

Akhirnya, dia bertunang. There are so many possibilities why he did that, is it because he wanted to tell all that he is not gay by marrying a girl? Is it because he really loves this girl? Sik tauk. Yang tauk hanya Allah and nya ajak.

I feel that I am backdated udah. Cita2 di atas dah lapuk... But this is my blog, ema boleh update whatever I want termasuk dah lamak update by other people, dah lapuk, ataupun yang mungkin akan terjadi in the future.

Some of Saiful's fiancees' friends also have their blogs. I've read two of them. Coincidently, they start blogging last year and stopped blogging June 2008. Two of them stopped at the same time of the year. Kenak eh? And few posts are about Saiful and their friend (Saiful's fiancee), backing them up, fired back people yang sik suka dengan the couple...

Bagi emma, tok termasuk dalam konspirasi itu. Bukanlah satu coincident. Apa kata kamu?

I dunno, I have gotta read more on the other side. Even though my bf is on the other side, I have yet to make my own commitment to do a read up on the once ruling party. To do a more detailed research. Politic is not funny and we cannot make a "just an assumption" to any parties.

Faidrol, gimme all the books you have about the De Facto Leader.

Please.

~Signing Off~

Little Niece/Nephew

2008-12-02T17:16:00.002+08:00

My sister told me the thing in her body can produce its own poop.

Should I "eewwww"

or should I "awwwwww"

or should I "alalalalala comelnya"?

~Todeloo~

Skeptical: English Romance Novel

2008-12-01T13:43:00.007+08:00

Dalam LRT: Depart: Asia Jaya, Destination: Kerinchi.

Time: 1300

I was sitting across one woman (I believe). In her hands sits a novel: Love Me Again by something Navarro (the writer). Bagus juak nya tok, dalam LRT baca buku omputeh.

Then, I saw something's off. She was wearing RM5 punya selipar, 3 quarter shocking pink pants dengan rambu2 di hujung seluar, baju baby pink with some random words written on it, and her body, face, hands, everything, berminyak. Her face didn't reflect someone intellectual. Someone who would read a novel (English Romance Novel) in the LRT. She didn't tuck her hair nicely, her reading glasses are big, with thick brown rims.

Was she really reading an English Romance Novel?

I am now skeptical. Berfikir macam2. Mengutuk tak hengat. Saya tidak puas hati. Pakaian macam tu mana boleh baca English Romance Novel! Rupa macam tu mana boleh tampak educated di khalayak ramai!

Mana Boleh!!

Kerana ketidakpuashatian, kamek kecikkan mata. Kamek baca semua apa yang ada di kulit depan and belakang buku ya. Typical Romance Novel pasti ada pompuan di belakang kulit promoting another sequel on the Romance Novel.

It read: "SMS Nga 'Ko Sa Yo Please Buzz!"

Some other random sentences read: "Mingaw mingaw" something I totally didn't understand.

Yeah.

Sekarang kamek boleh makan tengahari dengan senang hati, tanpa rasa tercabar dengan karenah seorang pompuan cha ya nun alif yang agak serabai tetapi membaca English Romance Novel.

Eh, Philipinos Romance Novel.

Baru lah dunia adil.

~Todeloo~

Yesterday's Outing bersama En Faidrol

2008-11-30T11:39:00.014+08:00

Little Penang Cafe lepak2 bersama Penangite!

Mashimaro yang bencikan cahay mentari. pehh.

Apehal hanya ada burung ni sahaja di KL Bird Park?

Hornbill: Symbol of Land of the Headhunters.

En Faidrol: Attending the Harapan Baru Untuk Malaysia, Kongress Keadilan.

Pemerhati? Faidrol? Biar betik (ema bencik nar orang madah ayat tok. hehe)

Hah. Dapat cenderahati lagik ya.

Linguae: Seno Gumira Ajidarma

2008-11-30T11:02:00.003+08:00

Last night, I went out with my two friends: Eena and Khizer (sorry I forgot your blog add man). Both of them hadn't changed at all. Eena dengan sik mok makan banyak gilak. Khizer dengan ke-coolan-nya. Hanya saya yang agak menggelebah kerana jarang di expose dengan dunia luar selepas pukul 10PM. Kesiankan.

Sedang berborak2 bersama rakan2, ada satu panggilan. it was from my childhood friend: Azam. He wanted to gimme the rest of the things that I bought from him (saya beli the D80 from him): the tripod and the cable + manual + kotak + Nikon paperbag. hehe. so i told him to come over to Hartamas Square and join us.

He came, with his friend. they just went back from some party at KL Tower. Emma sik brapa dengar sidak kelakar apa sama laki sebab lagu kuat gilak sia. Emma hanya bercakap2 bersama Eena sahaja. hehe

Then, beh kurang 2AM, kamekorang pun made a move. Khizer and I dropped Eena off first, then went to my house and he dropped me kak ya. I was standing in front of the newly installed gate (serious macam gate iklan pinjaman bank! im not kidding man) and saw the small and the big gate were locked. I didnt panick. Emma berik salam to the guard. "Pakcik...pakcik". I called him. But still no soul was waken up by my voice. Empty.

Isk, geney tok, getus hatiku. sikkan duduk depan pagar sampei subuh. dahlah asrama UNIKL kosong, another two blocks are sudah lama menjadi tinggalan. But i never think mengenai makhluk-makhluk itu.

secara cool, saya called my dad. iyah, the background music when i was on the phone with him suggesting that he's still not sleeping. yeah...and he picked me up from the gate as he has the key to the popo (ini adalah padlock dalam bahasa sarawak).

My eyes were damned sleepy, but my head didnt ask me to straight away go to sleep. and so, saya membiarkan sahaja lampu tepi katil membakar tungsten nya, i turned off one light near the window and dressing table, turned off the radio which was left on when i went out just now.

I took the book "Linguae" compiled by Seno Gumira Ajidarma. Itu adalah kali pertama saya membaca satu kompilasi cerita2 pendek Indonesia. It was an accident (ataupun tidak) that one of my mom's student from Indonesia left the book in the hostel. so my mom brought it back. bagus juak, pakei ema baca.

It was a good book, even though every short story in the book was way out of normality and reality. It was a very imaginative kind of story, di mana one of the story menceritakan mengani dunia di dalam cermin, sepasang kekasih yang setiap kali kelahiran semula masih lagi bercinta even though one of them menjadi komodo, perjalanan seorang musafir yang tiada penghujung, cerita tukang lawak dibelasah hanya kerana tidak dapat membantu orang miskin di satu negeri, kelahiran seorang lelaki bersayap yang membawa tuah yang pada akhirnya dituduh membawa virus influenza, and a lot more.

Generally, I love this book.

I dont know where can we get this book in Malaysia mungkin ada sahaja di MPH, Kino or any other book stores. it looks so unattractive, just a plain cover with a woman with lingerie.

agak lama menatap buku itu, mata pun menjadi kuyu. semakin lama my mind was sending signal asking me to close my eyes. and so, i put a bookmark at where i stopped reading, put the book at my side table, turned off the light, made the tungsten mati lagi.

It didnt take long before you heard me snoring.

~Signing Off Toodeloo!~

Then my Saturday Is Not That Loser After All

2008-11-29T20:34:00.001+08:00

Hello,
Just went back from KL bird park. With faidrol. hehe. Managed to explore some functions for D80. But he needed to get back to Shah Alam as all his Party friends have been waiting for him.

We went to the Curve, had lunch at Little Penang Cafe. Shared the Char kuey Teow. Bought an Adidas slipper as my slipper has been dysfunctional to me for the last few weeks.

So, nya pun fon dah gila. His sim card actually. We wanted to go to Celcom near Jalan Semarak, tapi apakan daya dah pukul 2, opis ya tutup kul 1.30PM. so mahu tidak mahu kena bagi satu lagi line supplementary kepadanya. dia telahpun menukar no nya buat masa sekarang. Who cares, heh? ow...sorry, his party friends care. they had been calling me asking his whereabouts.

after dropped him in shah alam, i straight away went back to lembah pantai. lelah eh, but happy sebab dapat jumpa dengan buah hati! hehe.

i bought for ayah and i nasi goreng kampung. semenjak mak sekda, petiais ketandusan makanan beku apatah lagi stove yang hampir2 bersih dan sinki yang kekeringan lamak sik bercuci barang. hehe. sikhal, esok mak balit! yeay!

i will try to upload the pics later. need to take bath and have dinner. mun sik, gastric datang agik kelak, susah.

and i wanted to make my own banner here. make it more customised i guess.

and hey, my bf also has his own blog: seliparmalaya.blogspot.com.

~Signing Off~

Ya Hari Sabtu Ku Sangat Loser

2008-11-29T12:57:00.002+08:00

Pagi2 dah bangun awal, kunci jam hp kul 7.45AM. Earlier than when I'm getting ready to work (mun sik semayang subuh la...hehe).

Bukak tingkap, langsir ikat kemas2, bukak lampu putih sak nampak a bit more morning, turn on the radio and set the volume to -40dB. Set2 lagu di pagi hari, buat2 orang ceria.

Mandi pun semangat, gosok lebih sikit la hari tok. Then, extra rajin went to the kitchen and washed all the dishes and threw away the garbage into the garbage bin outside the house. Mesti polah umah kacak2 lok before make a way out from the house. jaga ati ayah beb, mun nya sik suruh keluar kelak susah... hehe. malam tadik geley2 di depan tv, then the lounge juak bersepah2. kemas2 sak nampak kemas.

lepas siap2 mandi, sprayed the Miracle Lancome, washed my face and plucked some wild hair eyebrows. udah nampak kemas sikit sik bushy pun eyebrow, then put on the moisturiser and makeup.

by the time, it was 8.20AM. awalkan? (time kerja pukul 8.50 baru siap!)

OK, now its time to choose the clothes. I dont have that much choice anymore. all the t-shirts during uni years are all worn off. they are not my type anymore. tapi, bila pegi kedai, t-shirt juak dicapai.

I put on the pants that i bought in people's in bangsar. it's a checkered pants, red in color. lebih kurang macam punk la. haha. and i put on white t-shirts which reveals what color underneath! haha but not so revealing la.

dah agak2 kacak sikit muka ya and badan ya, I chose my handbag. i wanna go back to the era where i wear a sling handbag. i have two of them. one is totally out cos it has a ribbon and its polkadot! sik masuk eeehhhh dengan punk pants kamek!

then, only one left which is the MNG bag i used to bring to classes. pusing kiri kanan tanggar2, naaa.....dah berkapuk. sik best. sik mengancam.

then, WTH, i just use my coach hbag then la... back to basics.

then, put on the guess watch, and have the sandals ready in front of the door. one last cue, if he call, then i'll definitely make a move.

Yeah, malam tadik nya janji... takpalah, esok peringkat nasional punya perjumpaan (as what he told), kita boleh cabut awal2 pagi, seawal 8AM.

8AM yeah right.

I have waited for his call for 5hours.

and its going to be 6 hours.

ya.....cabut seawal boleh.

Make up pun mencair, perut sudah lapar. mula2 mantain lagi duduk pun lurus jak kat sofa, yalah, sik mok dandanan rambut lari!

Last2, tukar seluar, pakai seluar bodo, gurin di sofa! hell to my hair la. tangan pun dah start gosok2 mata sik duli what happens to my makeup.

I give up.

Where The Hell Is He Now??

2008-11-28T20:26:00.003+08:00

Yeah, hello again. Emma have been trying to call him since last night, but to no avail. apahal kah jadi dengannya oh?

I texted him, no reply. I called him, that operator helped him to pick up the phone. Finally, I called his house phone, surprisingly her sis told me he went to KL last nite!

Yeah....aku tidak diberitahu.

and yes, his hp gila..

Faidrol...call me back please. tinggalkan lah Harapan Baru untuk Malaysia sebentar.... Anwar can wait for you... :)

~Signing Off!!~

Of Cold Nite and Pitch Black Sky

2008-11-26T01:17:00.001+08:00

Here I am,

Tadik dah tutup lampu, closed all the windows and curtains, made up the bed to sleep, off the radio, turned off the PC. Gelap.

Called him. chatted for half and hour. tapi, tiba2 jak jadi segar. haha. turned on my PC again, tuned in to the same radio station, turned on the small light atas meja komputer. apa cita tok?

haha... My second post. I opened one window and crumpled the curtains so i can see the night. it was cold (after the rain), i saw some small animals scruffing. i saw some car's alarm blinking (mine is not).

Yeah, just like any other nights, i stared at the pitch black sky. fogs, sky, cold.

At first, emma sekda idea on what to write. Then, wth i said, make this an entry. and here i am, describing the things i saw and felt.

Things have been so hectic lately. Work, relationship, family, loneliness.

and yes, i have my third purchase of the year (after the laptop and the car) : my nikon D80.

Still not sure on how to operate the thing, so it laid there at the end of my bed. i snapped some pictures around the house, fooling around with it. didnt manage to get nice shots though.

To him, I say thank you very much for accepting me back. There's none compared to you. Yeay.

I sound so synical la...

Emma sebenarnya sik tauk bahasa apa patut ema tulis blog tok. If i were to write in English, i sound so girlish and too expressive.

If i write in Malaya, I'm not originated from this land.

If i write in Sarawak language, yes, i bet few people will say "apehal minah ni, ckp bahasa apa?"

then i decided to do it in rojak.

English + Malaya + Sarawak.

senang cita.

mun nak nganok lebih dalam, I'll do it using my mom's mother tongue : Melanau. haha...

Then whoever cross over this blog and need some translations, just holla.

~Signing Off Babe~