i tengok bola, ok...

I did something weird.  I watched football!  I watched Malaysia-Indon game at KL & i also watched the one they played at Jakarta, walaupun cuma dalam tv. Cehhhh...jangan tak sangka.  Though i don't understand banyak benda tapi kira boleh la paham kalau bola tu dah masuk dalam gol kan.


People can do many things unexpectedly.  Though bagi setengah orang benda tu biasa, bagi setengah orang yang lain benda tu cukup luar biasa.  For us, mandi tu benda yang sangat la wajib kita buat pagi petang, tapi, ada jugak orang yang tak mandi.  Reminds me of someone busuk in the train this evening.  Pening kepala i lepas tu sebab tahan nafas.  Rasanya minah tu memang tak mandi kot.  Seriously, tak pernah i sangka ada orang boleh bau sebegitu busuk.  uuuuhhhh...jahat tak ayat?


Anyway, no matter how weird we think other people are, doesn't mean that kita ni normal sangat.  Maybe bagi orang lain kita ni pelik.  I tau i ni pelik dari banyak segi.  Contoh paling senang; daripada ramai2 orang yang makan kat pantry opis tu, i rasa i sorang je yang makan ayam bahagian isi, orang lain seme berebut tulang.  Dalam ramai2 adik beradik pun mesti ada yang lain. I'm always the different one.


My mother called me kejap tadi.  Nada suara dia memang la macam ada benda2 dia nak cerita tapi i macam biasa, buat2 dono je.  I had to refrain myself from meeting her banyak2 kali; sebab bila selalu jumpa dia, maka ada je benda dia nak cerita/mengadu.  Biasanya hal2 family sendiri je la.  Tapi kan, sebagai seorang pompuan yang sopan santun dan berhemah tinggi (kahkahkahkahkah....tulis je pun dah rasa terkiput2), i ni memang la takkan memberi respon pada bahan2 cerita dia tu.  No matter how much i agree with her, i jarang sekali show my emotion.  Sebab, biasanya i taknak dia panjang2kan lagi isu tu.  Kalau i tak setuju dengan dia, lagi la i takde respon kan.  So, disebabkan i ni macam kayu, maka selalunya dia akan mengadu domba pada my sister si cikgu tu.  She gives whatever responds my mother needs from a daughter.  They have similarities in many ways; suka shopping (like i don't la kan?), kuat berjalan, ishhh...macam2 lagi la.  I'm not even 50% of them.  I tak sekuat diaorang berjalan & bershopping, and pada firasat i la kan, yang paling berbeza ialah the way i think.  In many ways, i don't agree with them.  I'm not saying i'm good or they're bad; i'm just different.  Jadinya, when issues are raised by them, kemungkinan i tak agree tu adalah sangat besar. No point arguing with them, i'd rather stay quiet & buat2 cool walaupun dalam hati tak cool langsung.


So, berbalik kepada cerita tadi.  My mother called and told me that dia telah jumpa surat my sister yang sorang lagi.  The reason she called me ialah sebab my sister si cikgu tu takde, kalau tak takde la dia nak cerita kat i kan.  I'm not interested dengan isi kandungan surat tu, walaupun bagi dia isu tu penting sangat & for sure my mother tak boleh tido punya tu (dia selalu suka susah hati benda2 remeh...hehehe).  Yang i tak puas hati ialah, kenapa dia pi punggah surat2 orang tu?  Kalau dia tak korek2 personal things orang, tak la dia tau banyak benda kan? Maka, tak la dia nak kena susah2 hati pikir kan?  Hmmm...i pernah gak dulu sound diaorang (i pun tak sure pada sapa i sound ni...) sebab my letters are opened when i received them.  Macam la ada surat2 chenta ke hapa kan...maklum la, i kan hidup zaman2 orang pos surat guna setem gitu.  Hehe...ganas tak?  But, after that, my letters are all sealed.  Tak tau la pulak kalau2 dah kena gam balik kan.  Anyway, setelah aduannya tidak mendapat reaksi yang mantap, maka my mother pun terus je bagitau kata baju purple i dah siap (cewahhhh....ada baju baru!).  Saje la tu kan, nak suruh i gi sana tu....hahaha!!!


~ ngantuk dah.  Lain kali je la sambung cerita... ;p

an addition to the photos of SJ

ini la rupa kaki SJ yang sebenar...punya la ganas, idak le bersopan santun macam gambar kat entry sebelum ni...hahahha

SJ yang sangat suka practice suara...ada harapan nak masuk AF ni

an addition to the family

 ~ This poem is for the 'budak kecik' aka 'Awang Kulup'.  I wish everyday is filled with special joys, I hope life treats you kind and your path will be easy; and I definitely know that you'll touch each life you enters.

loves.
 

Infant Joy
William Blake.

"I have no name;
I am but two days old."
What shall I call thee?
"I happy am,
Joy is my name."
Sweet joy befall thee!
Pretty joy!
Sweet joy, but two days old.
Sweet Joy I call thee:
Thou dost smile,
I sing the while;
Sweet joy befall thee!

s m i l e

 
yesterday :

1 :  i smiled to a colleague.  He looked at me as if i mintak duit dia.  ooo...mentang2 la i tak beli beskut u, i senyum pun buat tak tau ye.  Time i beli beskut raya, belum sempat apa2 dah tegur dengan muka senyum2....cissss!


2 :  i looked at a lady on the opposite site of the escalator.  She smiled at me.  i can feel the sincerity in her smile.

3 : i looked at another lady when i was in the queue buying lunch.  She smiled at me.


   ~ ~ ~ ~ satu senyum tak berbalas; but i got another two smiles for free ...and from a total stranger!!!


today :

  ~ no more smile for the male colleague.  i looked at him with a blank face as we proceeded to the elevator.  What i got was a raised eyebrow.  hmmm...cukup la kot kan.  We can't expect so much from a cold person...hehehhe

the female issues

I'm not a 'makcik' as PK had described in her comment.  A makcik would never have a messy workspace macam dalam gambar tu.  I have a bottle of water yang boleh tahan sampai seminggu kadang2 tu, my calendar is already showing 'Dec 2010' menunjukkan betapa tak sabarnya i nak tunggu PK bersalin walaupun angan2 nak bercoti kemana2 terpaksa di postpone sebab dia takut takde sapa nak gi melawat dia kat spital.  Besides that, i have my mp3 player, stapler dan jugak losen untuk menjaga kecantikan tangan (yulks!).  Please also note that i ada pelapik meja yang jugak merangkap tempat menconteng segala notes, draft email, formula ntahapa2, tajuk lagu, nama belog orang, lots of numbers yang i sendiri tak paham and dates bila katerbang murah tu ada sale.  Itu baru satu per lima bahagian meja tu...i barely have space to put my arms on...hehe.


I had my lunch at my own table hari ni sebab pantry penuh, and i tak sabar2 nak bukak pesbuk sambil mencuci2 mata.  Maklum la, our pesbuk time is now restricted to non-office hour only, so no more bercucuk tanam stoberi yang empat jam tu.  Anyway, i had again stuffed my poor head (ntah kenapa lately ni pakai tudung asyik tak jadi je...bentuk kepala dah lain ke??) dengan post2 yang tak best kat wall tu.  Bila la i nak insaf...i should've just hide the person, unfriend the person or kalau nak lebih dramatic lagi, i close my own account.  A friend of mine yang dulu suka tulis hal2 pregnant dia (read here) who is now happily breastfeeding her daughter, sekarang ni tersangat la rajin mengepost hal2 breastfeed pulak.  Itu belum lagi dia duk promote belog dia as if she's the only person kat m'sia ni yang ada anak.  See, PK...another proof that i'm not even half a 'makcik' who would ramble about female's issue (saya sangat pemalu ye...yikes!); itu belum la lagi ada orang yang tak sudah2 mengahapdate kesukaan dia ke e-kea, nak tambah anak, beli rumah baru etc.  What annoys me these few days is a female (again!) friend yang telah mengepost something about a maid who abused anak majikan dia.  Okay, abusing tu memang salah, i bukan la nak kata benda tu betul walaupun i langsung tak tengok video clip tu; but this lady friend of mine ni despite her appearance yang bertudung labuh siap dengan usrah2 and sentiasa memandang serong pada kitaorang2 yang tak bertudung masa skolah kat emaresem dulu ni, telah menggunakan bahasa2 yang agak tak berapa sopan.  To share the video so that orang lain berjaga2 memang bagus, but there's no need to discriminate just because asal usul orang tu.  Even if we claim that orang melayu ni baik, ugama islam etc...ada jugak orang melayu yang rogol anak, bunuh orang bagai kannnn. 


Hmmm....i thought i could write longer, tapi kan, tetiba my neighbours ni tak berenti2 bercakap.  From kids, melancong, movies, bla..bla... i couldn't take it anymore; lain kali je la i sambung ye.  Well...anyway, in spite of the fact that hari ini adalah sangat boring dengan ketiadaan kawan2 dan tahap bersembang my neighbours yang agak melampau tu, i tetap berjaya menghabiskan se-taperware nasik goreng yang i tapau on the way balik dari berpoya2 tengahari tadi.  Itu tak kira lagi pagi tadi makan sebekas spaghetti yang PK bagi bekal, plus kuewtiau (tamak sebab takut tak cukup...hahhaha) yang i beli dari makcik alim pagi tadi.  isshhhh...teruknya makan kannnn...

great expectations

Imagine having to carry your baby, standing hours by the roadside every morning and evening.  Dengan asap2 kereta, bas segala in the hot sun.  We adults boleh tahan lagi; but babies dah tentu rasa tak selesa, penat, panas and kalau i dah tentu mengamuk bagai nak rak dah. Ada yang tertidur, ada yang sembunyikan muka dalam tudung mak sebab panas, yang kena dukung and ada yang baru boleh berjalan. Walaupun dah seminggu balik sini, those are the scenarios yang i tak boleh nak lupa.  I saw that every morning and evening for almost two weeks.  Those ladies are called 'joki'.  They are paid by passing vehicles yang tak cukup kuota 3 orang dalam kereta.  Not only ladies, tapi budak2 yang sepatutnya sekolah pun ramai buat kerja tu.


Sometimes i realised that i'm not being grateful.  I have my own house and car walaupun buruk.  I have good job, enough for me walaupun tak boleh nak bermewah2.  I have my family, friends and FCs around me.  But still, kadang2 tu ada je benda i nak merungut.  Orang lain ada yang kena duduk bawah jambatan, anak plak ramai, kecik2 plak tu, bapak plak takde keje walaupun kekadang tu nampak cam sihat je...apasal tak keje?  Susah nak dapat keje kot kan?  Ada pulak tu dah la hidup susah, sakit pulak tu.


Susah nak fulfill our needs kan?  Bila kita dah dapat satu2 benda tu, we tend to ask more, and more, and more... Katalah hari ni we are grateful for the small house we have, perabot pun cuma katil and tv je.  Esok kita teringin nak beli sofa pulak.  Walaupun kita dah bersyukur dengan sofa murah yang kita dah ada tu, esok2 kita teringin pulak nak sofa2 mahal yang custom made segala.  Tu belum lagi tetiba gatal gi tengok showhouse mana2, teringin plak nak upgrade rumah tu.  Keinginan manusia ni memang sentiasa bertambah kan?


Kegedikan kita ni bukan setakat materials je; even in our relationship with humans and pets.  Dah kucing kita pandai guna litter box, kita expect plak diaorang pandai bersihkan sendiri bekas tu, tolong sapu sampah sidai kain segala.  Dah kita ada kawan2 family keliling ada je benda yang kita tak puas hati.  Kalau dah kita tau orang tu ada perangai A,B,C; walaupun kita dah boleh accept semua tu, kita nak pulak kalau boleh dia ada perangai D,E,F.  When our expectations are not fulfilled kita pulak yang frust and sakit hati.  Sapa suruh ada keinginan yang pelik2 kan?


I don't know if my expectations yang sentiasa bertambah2 ataupun i ni yang cepat boring dengan satu2 benda.  Kalau hati tengah baik, mood tengah excited orang buat apa pun ok je; penat sampai nak merangkak pun boleh senyum lagi. Cuba kalau dalam hati tu ada suara2 setan sikit, hal2 kecik pun dah boleh buat tarik muncung, walaupun halnya cuma sebab tisu atau sudu je.  Hmmm...tu la kan, kesimpulannya manusia ni memang pelik; tak cukup2 dengan apa yang ada...

faces of Jakarta

One side of Jakarta :

Buildings on the way to Jl Jend Sudirman

It's Jakarta Fashion Week. Besar kan mall ni...kalah kay-el-si-si

View from my room. Jalannya macet sebab Obama datang hari ni

Buildings around the training centre.

Another side of Jakarta :

The ladies with children are 'joki'

Ada area yang kena ada at least 3 penumpang dalam kereta. Joki ambil upah untuk penuhkan kenderaan yang kurang dari 3 orang

Food seller at Tanah Abang area

Bajai

perempuan cerewet

CikSecretary telah menyatakan rasa risaunya kalau2 hotel yang di'book' tidak memenuhi citarasa.  uuuhhh...nampak sangat i ni cerewet kan.  Don't worry, tempatnya bagus sekali.  Makanya, i'll post here some photos of the apartment.

This is the hall & dining area

 Kitchen  & laundry area

tiga ekor kuda terbang kat depan hotel

I'm very particular about traveling.  Mungkin sebab i'm so used to being alone at home.  I enjoy most of my time alone; nak keluar makan ke tak, nak pergi jalan mana, berapa lama nak shopping...i'm in charge of everything.  That makes it more difficult for me if i have a travel partner yang i tak biasa.  Rasa2nya so far i cuma enjoy traveling dengan PK je kot.  As for short duration business traveling, itu kurang menjadi masalah sebab masa yang singkat and probably takde masa pun nak berpoya2 sangat.  I knew i did the right thing for bugging CikScretary about the place i'll be staying here.  Since it's an almost two weeks duration of course, i knew i need some space for myself; after all, it's my first time traveling with SS.  Even back in the office we seldom have the chance to beramah mesra.  She's friendly, cuma agak banyak bercakap; which sometimes increases my longing to be back home where i can sit down quietly and enjoy my time alone with the FCs.  She is afraid of being alone; so most of the time she'll hang around me; whereas on the other half, i need my own space.  Luckily this apartment is huge enough for me to move around.  I don't think i'm claustrophobia; i can be in a small space as long as i'm alone.  I can be in a place with lots of people as long as i can have my own space and time with myself.  Anyway, what i did is just spending my time in the hall, watching tv walaupun kebanyakan masa i do not bother on what's being shown and have my own sweet time berendam dalam tub.  I stayed up late and woke very early in the morning.  That's the time where i can sit quietly with my own thoughts. Sungguh pelik perempuan ini kan?

the apartment's lobby

Evenings are the times when i really need my own time; that's the time when i can be really lonely and homesick bila ada orang kat tepi yang sentiasa berkata2. Patutnya bila ada orang takde la rasa lonely kan?  Nasib baik i brought my netbook, boleh la berYM.  Nasib baik jugak i telah bertindak pantas membeli prepaid; maka boleh la i menelepon sesiapa saja tanpa segan silu...

kodok and bebek

Tajukkkk....kan??  I haven't had the chance to take nice photos of this place yet.  Nanti2 kalau ada i'll post it here.  Anyway, the hotel/apartment is really nice.  Thanks to CikSecretary sebab pandai memenuhi citarasa pompuan yang cerewet ini.  The apartment was upgraded to a three room apartment; sungguh luas, even much bigger than my own apartment in KL.  Siap dengan dapur and washing machine.  Kalau la i boleh bawak balik salah satu bilik air kat sini...hmmm.


We had our first class yesterday.  Sangat2 penat, probably due to otak yang agak tua, and to absorb so many infos dari pagi sampai petang is quite tiring.  We had about 10minutes break in the morning, an hour of lunch break and another 5 minutes break in the evening.  Dah dua pagi ni asyik makan donat kaler2 je masa morning break.  Lunch is provided in a chinese restaurant yang agak2 kelas gitu.  Rasa2nya kalau sampai habis course ni kena makan kat kedai tu harus2 i kurus kot.  I'm not a big fan of chinese food; and it kills my appetite on the first day lagi when i saw one of the menu..."bubur kodok".  Lunch time sangat2 buat i rasa lonely, homesick and rasa miss nak tapau makanan kat belakang opis.  Today's food adalah sangat tak memenuhi citarasa; 2 of the dishes are 'bebek'.  Trust me, megi adalah sepuluh kali ganda lagi sedap.  Teringat pulak kat nasik lemak makcik seksi kat bawah opis tu.

Our journey to the training place is about 10 minutes by taksi.  Jalannya macet banget di sini.  Impossible kalau nak jalan kaki because of the distance and kena lalu jalan besar, mau i kena lenyek atas jalan nanti.  The training place is situated kat salah satu tempat yang kena bom dulu.  Disebabkan takut benda yang sama terjadi lagi, so security kat situ adalah sangat2 ketat.  Kalah kepayahan nak naik ke twin tower tu.  We had to pass through about 4-5 security checks on the first day sebab telah berpusing2 mencari the right entrance.  Rasa macam kat airport pulak, siap dengan alat2 yang nak detect benda kat badan tu.  Every bag was checked through. Cars are checked dengan anjing pengesan.  I guess everywhere pun security memang agak ketat; even at the hotel.

The building in the middle is our training place

Agaknya ibu pejabat polis kot...

Ayoooo...baru 2 hari je kat sini, lamanya lagi nak balik...hahhahaa.

my away notes

This post (and insyaallah other coming posts) is written from Jakarta; where i'll be staying for another 12 days.


It's a great relief to get connected to the internet. i dah rasa tak seronok dah semalam sebab the line was super slow.  Nak YM dengan PK pun tak bleh.  Time now is 6am which is 5am here, tengok2 line laju pulak.  Hopefully malam nanti laju sikit.


It was a tiring day yesterday.  Mostly comes from my emotions of leaving the FCs.  That was the most hardest part.  I was exhausted even before leaving KL.  Padahal budak2 tu ok je, tak tau menahu pun kan.  I told Poi i'll leave her for two weeks as soon as the trip was confirmed; which i never did before.  Biasanya i let her know one day before.  She seems to understand.  She curdled closer to me every night and just looked on as i packed my things.I told the rest too, but i don't think they understand as much as Poi do.


As usual, i leave lengthy away notes to my sisters and brother.  From the foods, penyapu, which mop to use where, toilet, internet pasword, etc.  I do this all the time, cuma kali ni i typed them all so that lain kali i boleh edit je...haha. I put their pictures siap dengan nama sekali walaupun my sisters & brother tu dah kenal budak2 tu.  I emailed the same notes to each of them and forced them to come to the house sebelum i bertolak so that i can personally tell them what to be done.  Sungguh kiasu kan?

part of my pesanan penaja

This is just part of them, ada lagi kat tempat lain..

Well, if only i can call them to make sure things are okay.  So, the first thing i did when i reached here is to buy local prepaid so that i can call the 'bibiks' (hahaha...) anytime.  Hopefully inenet okay malam ni, senang sikit nak hapdate ;-)

I saw a double rainbow

Hope my day is as beautiful as the double rainbow I saw this morning

A Rainbow In Your Heart

I wish I can find the softest silk
to wipe away your tears
I wish I can wrap you in a blanket
and banish all your fears
I wish I can scoop the waters
from a lake to cool within you the raging fires
I wish I can pluck the stars in the skies
and put their twinkle back into your eyes
I wish I can catch a rainbow
and put it on your pillow
So when you dream, they are happy dreams
And your days aren't filled with sorrow
But most of all, I want you to know
you're always my beautiful rainbow
who will  not give it up



* This poem was given to me by a dear friend di kala i konon2nya dalam keadaan hilang akal suatu ketika dulu ...hehe

boring ...

uuuuu.....gila boring hari ni !!!  

aktiviti weekends

konon2 update atas katil...

Banyak gila cubaan2 nak menulis entry tapi semuanya gagal sebab tetiba ilang idea la, tetido depan laptop la, tengah buat keje lain la... tapikan, kira ok la tu, ada gak entry walaupun dalam hati.  Ala...lebih kurang sama je la tarafnya dengan entry yang tajuknya "update", tapi isi tak sampai sepuluh patah...kan? hmmm...siapakah orang itu???


What did i do these few weekends?  Salah satunya adalah mengemas bilik.  Sementara mood tengah ada, i changed curtains, alih few things here and there.  Yang paling buat i serabut ialah surat2, bil air, api, segala.

Banyak sungguh kertas2 tak filing. I had to spend hours to choose and throw mana2 yang tak berkenaan.  Of course, konsentrasi memang sentiasa terganggu kan, so, nak menyudahkan task yang tak seberapa tu took me few weekends.  Sampai hari ni, i dah berjaya susun kertas2 tu ikut item and date tapi kepit dengan pengepit je lagi.  Ntah bila la pulak nak boleh tebuk lubang & masuk dalam file elok2.


I managed to get rid of many2 things, especially yang i campak2 kat bawah katil.  Konon2 mata tak nampak la kan.  Lepas siap sapu2 sana sini baru la nampak macam bilik tu besar sikit.  Rasa2nya banyak kilo la jugak rumah tu ringan.  Orang rumah bawah need not worry anymore.  No more possibility i akan terjatuh atas katil diaorang secara tiba2. 

i found something which belongs to me 24 years ago!

Macam2 benda la i jumpa dalam bilik tu.  Sample2 pun ada; yang tu i dah letak kat luar dah.  Yang tinggal dalam bilik cuma yang penting je...macam fossil daun yang i jumpa kat terengganu.  I also have tons of kulit2 siput from Pulau Batu Bara which i would never ever throw away...sebab, i macam nak patah bahu angkut benda tu balik dari pulau, naik motor plak tu ke kampung PK.  Penat tau...

PK dah janji nak bagi hadiah meja cenggitu; senang nak display benda2  :P

Selain daripada konon2nya mengemas tu, i jugak telah berjaya menyepahkan balik bilik tu.  Patut la esoknya i dah mula rasa bilik tu mengecik balik...hehehehe

aktiviti seminggu selepas raya

My makcik made a statement towards me when she came beraya, while they were all discussing pasal my brother's engagement; my sister's boipren and etc.  So, the atmosphere was all about tunang, boipren, hantaran and everything yang seerti dengannya.   My makcik's comment : "Biar je diaorang semua nak kawin dulu...ck punya nanti biar lambat tapi yang paling grand"


My makcik yang ala2 wartawan majalah nama buah tu memang gitu.  All her daughters got married as soon as umur mencecah 20s.  Trust me, kalau le dia dapat anak cam i ni, harus2 dia tak keluar rumah sebab malu.  I couldn't help myself from smiling sambil berkata2 dalam hati : "Ni nak pujuk diri sendiri ke nak pujuk sapa ni?".  If only i can tell her that i'm not worried.  Why should i?  They are getting married, diaorang yang kena risau kan?.  Agak2nya dengan sapa la i kena kawin kalau nak wedding yang grand2 ni... nak kawin dengan Datuk, macam le i ni lawa kannn.


Off we went for the engagement a week after raya.  There were many of us; makcik, pakcik, cousins.  Nasib baik tempat tu tak le jauh sangat.  Tapi, if i have to travel to kampung orang di hari raya, i akan tetap sebak la jugak.  PK and i had joked about this many times before, iaitu sebelum dia berumahtangga dengan orang yang berkampung jauh jugak..haha!  The ceremony went well, the food was nice; i teringin nak tambah nasik lagi tapi since i ni pemakan yang lembap maka by the time i habis makan tu semua orang dah siap basuh tangan sambil sandar kat dinding dah.  Nasib baik diaorang dengan bermurah hati tapaukan pulak lauk2 tu, boleh le i makan sepuas2nya lepas tu. Bukan aje menapaukan makanan, malahan kitaorang dapat gift lagi.  Salah satunya adalah gula2 kaler2 yang i letak gambar kat post sebelum ni.  I rasa diaorang pun tau tempat tu panas, so dapat le jugak kipas tangan sorang satu; yang i guna sesungguh hati.  Serius, memang panas.  Balik je ke masjid tempat kitorang park kereta tu i terus tumpang mandi & salin pakai jeans.  Goodbye le baju kebaya. 


Of course in any occasion pun tentu ada benda yang kita teringat2, benda yang kita setuju and ada benda yang kita tak puas hati.  My family bukan la orang yang beradat2, my mother's family adalah orang2 yang loud; dari segi percakapan dan jugak mengexpress apa2 yang diaorang suka or tak suka.  I memang takut dengan diaorang ni dari zaman kecik2 dulu.  Bila dah besar2 je baru tak berdebar2 kalau jumpa diaorang.  My father's family adalah orang2 yang lebih lembut kalau nak dicompare dengan mereka2 tu, walaupun my own father adalah orang yang agak susah nak dibawak berbincang.  I heard complains di sana sini but, in any situation sekalipun i'd rather ambik langkah paling selamat, ie berdiam diri.  Sangat susah nak mengambil hati orang kan.  Especially when we come from different background.  Cara kita dibesarkan, the way we were taught to speak, to act, in fact our behavior semua lain2; and to adapt ourselves dengan cara hidup orang lain dah tentu akan ambik masa.  Either kita berjaya mengubah diri kita, or the other party yang berubah, or dua2 tak berubah.  Orang yang masuk ke dalam our family dah tentu akan pening kepala.  So, good luck la to her.  I hope dia akan tahan telinga mendengar my mother's voice yang kuat and dia jugak kena la tahan kalau i buli dia suh basuh pinggan ke apa.  Bagi can le i nak berehat plak kan...


My sister's boipren's family jugak datang beraya.  It was supposed to be sessi suaikenal, tapi telah disertakan pulak dengan sessi sarung menyarung cincin.  It was unexpected.  My sister pulak elok je dengan pakai seluar ala2 nak bersenam dia tu.  I wasn't there pada masa kejadian, kalau tak buleh le i amik gambar kelakar tu.


Sampai ke hari kenduri tu nanti, i tau i akan dengar berbagai2 bunyi from my mother setiap kali i pergi sana.  Nak buat itu ini, tak suka macam tu, macam ni... Macam biasa, i akan buat tak tau je.  Susah jadi i ni.  Terlebih excited nanti orang kata kita ni meroyan nak kawin; buat tak tau sangat kata kita ni jeles.  So, baik le i berdiam diri je...after all, yang nak kawin bukan i kan, buat apa nak pening2 kepala...muahahahhaa.

aktiviti masa raya

Kekawan...adakah anda perasan yang belog ini telah menggunakan semula kulitnya yang lama?  hehe...i edited kaler dia sikit2 position itu ini & tarraaaa...guna balik, lagi senang!


My raya was spent macam tahun2 yang sebelum ni, iaitu doing nothing.  Cuma taun ni i didn't stayed for the takbir raya di malam raya tu sebab i was too tired.  Rasa2nya this is the first year yang i tak stay masa orang datang.  Raya for me is only waiting and preparing foods untuk orang datang takbir di malam raya and pergi smayang raya the next morning.  Other than that adalah acara makan2 ketupat etc selain gi rumah makcik di malam harinya.  I do not have anywhere else or anything else to do.  Unlike my adik2 yang membawa boifren & gelfren masing2 beraya, i do not have anyone yang datang beraya except si MJ & anak2.  Kawan2 lain pun takde nak datang rumah, maklum la...kawan pun berapa kerat sangat.  Yang ada pun balik kampung; yang available i tak ajak plak datang rumah...boleh gitu?  What i did previous years adalah melawat shopping complex. 

Wasn't my intention untuk melawat tempat ni.  Tapi setelah didesak oleh PK berkali2 suh pegi beli 'gulu' (benda yang buat golek2 bulu tu...) so i pun gi la jugak.  Berjaya la jugak makan meatball skali selain membeli karipap stengah dozen...hehe.

Tengok la...betapa lengangnya tempat tu.  Boleh berlari sana sini sesuka hati...

This is what i bought.  Langsir kaler putih tu.  Hari tu dah pegang2 tapi tak jadi beli, kali ni beli je terus.  Kena la berpakaian senonoh skit kalau nak berdiri tepi tingkap tu sebab langsir pun macam kelambu je jarangnya.  Blind tu i curik dari TT, dari tersadai je kat rumah tu baik le i guna je.  Langsir kecik belah atas tu beli kat kedai lima ringgit je... I tried not to visit mall yang dekat rumah tu tapi tak berjaya jugak sebab dah habis tempat dah berjalan.

Gula2 kaler2 ni i dapat for attending an event... i'll update nanti ye

2 lelaki, 1 pompuan & cooking

~ A conversation with a friend di malam raya :

ck : masak apa kat rumah? (what i meant was : "mak u masak apa kat rumah?")

mc#1 : i masak kuah kacang

ck : aaa? u masak kuah kacang?

mc#1 : a`ah... letak itu, ini, itu sikit, ini sikit, bla...bla... (i can't list them...i cuma tau ada kacang je)

ck : wahhh...bijaknya u... (sambil bulat2 mata..)



yeahhh...i seriously do not know how to cook. I can't and i don't like cooking. Malahan merasa makanan pun i tak reti. I have only two comments about food : sedap, or tak sedap. Itu je. I do not know how to taste food kat hujung2 lidah macam mak2 kita buat masa bulan puasa. I have to swallow, baru boleh komen. Itu pun jangan harap le nak dapat jawapan "tak cukup garam", "kurang serai", "tambah gula satu per enam sudu" or anything like that. My answer biasanya "ok".



Mungkin i ni ada kekurangan (ke kecacatan?) deria rasa kot. My (occasionally) cooking memang biasanya tasteless. I put less garam, kurang itu, kurang ini; not because i ni menjaga kesihatan ke apa, tapi memang i rasa bubuh banyak ke sikit ke...rasa tu sama je.



When mc#1 told me that dia me'repair' kuah kacang yang dia buat tu sebab tak cukup itu ini (maklum le...masak masa puasa, susah le sikit nak rasa kan) i dah cukup kagum dah. Itu belum lagi dia bagitau kurang rasa itu, kurang bahan ini... i dah memang nganga2 dah dengar. He admitted that dia tak reti buat kari; kena mak dia ada kat tepi baru dia boleh buat. uuuhhh...i'm speechless. Satu, sebab dia lelaki, and dia boleh masak. Dua, sebab i tengah pikir...kenapa la u masuk dapur, dah takde benda lain ke nak buat??? (hehe...)



I'm pretty sure that my mother dah memang faham sesangat yang i ni memang hopeless bahagian masak memasak ni. Tugas i sehari sebelum raya adalah memotong itu ini. longgok je la kat depan i, i akan memotong semua bahan2 mengikut saiz dan bentuk yang dikehendaki. Selain daripada tu, tugasan lain adalah macam membasuh ayam, blender cili, basuh pinggan dan yang seumpama dengannya asalkan tak melibatkan sessi memegang senduk dan membubuh garam ke dalam periuk. Maybe she's the one to be blamed (boleh gitu?) kalau i tak reti memasak dan tak kenal nama2 ikan. Sampai ke hari ni, i cuma disuruh tunggu kat tempat sayur je kalau pegi pasar dengan dia. See? Macamana la i nak berkenalan dengan ikan kalau asyik kena tunggu kat tangga dengan troli pasar?; walaupun sebenarnya i suka sebab malas nak berlecak2 kat tempat ikan nun.



I have another male friend yang jugak pandai memasak. Malahan dia pernah memasak & menapau untuk PK and me di bulan puasa beberapa tahun lepas. Siap dengan dadih bagai. Dia jugak la yang membuat lemang dan segala lauk pauk setiap kali raya.



~ A conversation with him beberapa hari sebelum raya :

mg : ck, jadi tak ni? kalau jadi mg antar orang lepas raya ni

ck : aaa????

mg : ingatkan puasa tahun lepas last la masak seniri. mintak2 tahun depan ada la orang yang tolong masak

ck : (errrkkkk!!!! macam salah konsep je ni...)


~ Selamat Hari Raya semua... maaf zahir batin ~

an extra ordinary day

My henpon started ringing at 5am this morning.  Macam biasa, i tutup & sambung tidur; and the next alarm rang at 5.30am, and next at 5.45am.  I memang pasang alarm berkali2, tapi biasanya i'll get up from bed at 6.15am or 6.30am.  I did the same this morning.  Woke up at 6.15am and was in the shower when PK called at 6.22am informing me that she can't go to work today.  As usual, kalau PK tak keje, i prefer to commute with ketapi instead of driving.  It was still early, i could've made it to the station on time; but, today is a special day; it's a day before puasa, and everything seems to be extra ordinary...


1.  I did the usuals, got myself ready for work, cleaned the house sambil lari sana sini, and then i realised that i couldn't find my house keys.  I searched everywhere, in and out of the house sambil tepon PK membebel2.  At last i found it...in my own pocket!

2.  I ran down the stairs dengan sampah kat sebelah tangan; dah sampai bawah baru i sedar yang kaki sakit sebab ada luka kena gigi Jack.  Kalau jalan terus memang tak selesa sebab kasut tu kena kat tempat luka; so ran up again to change to another shoe...kasut kerok yang i beli hari jemaat hari tu.  Dah start berpeluh2 dah ni.

3.  I drove the car to the last station, tempat selalu i naik ketapi (sebab kat situ mesti dapat seat).  I couldn't find any parking sebab dah lambat and parking dah penuh.  I had to go out of the parking area and decided to just park my car by the main road.  I was already halfway walking to the station when i realised that it's not a good idea; i mungkin kena saman.  Sayang pulak nak bayar saman, baik le i kumpul buat pegi tengok konsert pilharmonik.  So, i turn back and drove the car to the other nearest station.  I missed the turn to the parking and had to take another u-turn further up, jalan pulak jam...maklum la, dah lambat.  Anyway, i managed to find a parking the nearest i could to the station.  Time ni dah rasa macam nak patah balik rumah je ni.

4.  That station is the second one from the end (yang sepatutnya i naik tadi), but, by the time i berjaya naik kerusi semua dah penuh.  I had to stand.  Semakin banyak stop, semakin ramai orang naik.  In the end i had to stand by the door, meleperkan diri seleper mungkin, and i was just like an inch from the person standing in front of me.  Nak bernafas pun kena tahan2.  Nasib baik awal pagi, orang semua wangi2 lagi.  I dah start rasa menyesal; apasal la tadi tak pusing balik rumah je?

5.  Either my Sentuh&Pergi card wasn't functioning properly or it was the machine, or the system yang gila pagi ni.  I had to change to other lane yang panjang to touch the card sebab the machine couldn't sense my card.  Beratur lagi...

6.  Disebabkan waktu tu dah peak time, orang sangat la ramai.  I yang sememangnya tak suka croud ni dah rasa macam sesak nafas dah.  My body was deviated in the next train; kepala tempat lain, kaki kat tempat lain.  Luckily it was only 3 stations to reach office.  I was already very tired.  The first thing i wanted to do is run to the pantry and minum sebaldi air.

7.  I had a call from a long lost friend in the afternoon.  I can hear that she was extremely shaking.  I dah berdebar dah...ye la, mana tau ada hal2 sedih ke apa.  Rupa2nya, dia panik sebab Stebeng call dia.  Cehhh...buat penat je panik.  I pulak yang di marahnya sebab tak warn dia yang si Stebeng ni ada kat m'sia.  Cik kak ni i rasa ada menaruh perasan kat kawan kitaorang si Stebeng ni, tu yang panik tak tentu hala tu.  I yang baik hati ni (sesekali kena mengaku) tetap jugak tepon dia walaupun dia tak pernah nak tepon i.  Idak le i ni nak berkira ke apa, tapi kalau dah sepuluh kali tepon sekali pun dia tak boleh nak call i, dah tentu la i rasa tak suka kannn.  Dah tu boleh pulak tulis panjang2 kat my pesbuk wall, tapi taknak call.  Boleh pulak dia tanya i tadi, apasal i tak call dia balik bila dia tak jawab call?  Kalau bukan sebab Stebeng tadi memang takde le dia nak call i kan.  People can be unbelievably selfish sometimes.  I admit that i would not return call to any unknown number, tapi kalau it's a familiar number, i akan call balik; and i would definitely answer my friends' call walaupun pukul 3 pagi, kecuali kalau i tak dengar henpon tu berbunyi or i mengigau & campak the phone away; selain daripada tu jangan le bagi alasan2 takut kalau call nanti mengganggu i ke apa.  I takde laki, ok..

8.  Other things at office are as usual walaupun ramai yang takde.  I went back secepat yang boleh, when i touched my access card, it was 5.31pm; tak sempat nak babai me_cnor pun sebab dia tengah sibuk dengan TokAyah dia.  I dah berbunga2 harapan dah bila tengok ketapi tak ramai orang.  Sempat le jugak dengar ada cik kak dua orang tengah dengan seriusnya berbincang pasal kuih raya; tat nenas, semprit segala.  Rasa je nak cakap...'kak, esok baru nak start puasa'.  My Sentuh&Pergi card couldn't be detected again masa nak keluar.  The queue was quite long sebab kena manually scan kad tu kat kaunter.  Kalau tau gini baik la i beli tiket je, lagi cepat.

9.  I berjaya duduk after a few stations in the next train.  Nasib baik teringat i parking kat station lain hari ni.  I pun singgah jap beli goreng pisang singgit when another familiar voice beside me kata 'dua ringgit ye'.  Ohhh...apasal pulak la hari ni boleh tersama dengan orang seopis pulak ni...  Ada ke patut i di tuduhnya saje buat2 tak nampak; padahal idak ke dia tau yang i ni kalau berjalan memang takde masa nak tengok2 orang sekeliling, kalau boleh nak rempuh je semua orang.

10.  I thought that was the end of the misery.  Then i realised that pasir budak2 tu dah habis and nak tak nak i have to go to PK's place.  Dengan saki baki tenaga yang tinggal 5% je, terpaksa la i mengendong beg pasir yang berat tu naik atas.  As i was dragging my feet up the stairs, i realised that ini la antara masa2nya yang i boleh guna ayat ni : '...kalau ada laki kan senang..!'


I hope tomorrow will be just an ordinary day; walaupun esok hari yang special.  Selamat menyambut Ramadhan!

entry takde tajuk

ok...so it's a new template.  I've spent days looking for new background, asyik kaler biru tu je kan... After berkali2 tukar, at last i found this.  Bukan la the best or yang paling i suka pun, but at least senang nak di guna oleh orang yang tak berapa celik benda2 cenggini.  Jangan le terkejut kalau tetiba background ni bertukar lagi.  Even sampai sekarang ni i masih lagi kagum macamana la orang bleh buat script template ni.  Tulis itu ini, kita paste je kat situ...and wowww...terus keluar gambar2 kaler...hehe.  Bijak sungguh!  And ohhh...kekawan, notice tak gambar cawan kopi kat tepi url tu?  ...hehe...bijak kan?

I promised me_cnor nak tulis pasal teater CTM hari tu, tapi kan; update dengan mulut lagi senang kan.  Dah le gambar pun takde nak tepek kat sini.  Itu satu je gambar yang i ambik dengan henpon sebelum teater tu start, itu pun kecik senoet je, cukup la sebagai bahan bukti, kan.  Sila la baca blog PK (< sila la click ye...ni pun baru belajar ni..hehe) kalau nak tau lebih lanjut.  My comment is... memang teater tu best.  I've never thought that i would enjoy cerita tu (belum apa2 dah skeptic...!).  Thanks to OC's boss sebab berjaya menghasut PK tengok citer ni.  Walaupun PK tidak berapa celik seni (hehe...) tapi nasib baik dia pun enjoy tengok teater ni.  So, next thing i teringin nak gi tengok ialah konsert Philharmonic Orchestra; tak tau la bila plak nak rasa tak sayang duit pi tengok benda ni, bila ha PK?


Aktiviti2 lain adalah tidak berapa memberangsangkan.  Cubaan2 menonton wayang kebanyakkannya tak jadi disebabkan teman menonton yang seringkali terpaksa mengensel acara menonton disebabkan hal2 yang tidak dapat dielakkan.  Nak pi tengok sendiri memang la sangat boleh, tapi ada kemungkinan pulak i nak kena tengok citer sama dua kali nanti.  Selain daripada berladang dengan tekun di Famvil, aktiviti hujung minggu yang tak dapat dielakkan adalah pergi ke tesko.  Bukan le sebab i minat kat cashier tesko tu ke apa, tapi supply biskut budak2 kat bawah nun sungguh cepat habis.  PK pulak memang la tidak boleh mengharapkan diri sendiri pegi beli; selain daripada diri sendiri yang tak berapa larat tu, dia jugak takut nak pi beli dengan Encik D (haha..!!).  Makanya, jangan la disalahkan i kalau sering sangat mengunjungi pasaraya tersebut ye.  i ni memang dah layak nak jadi duta tesko tu gamaknya, cuma muka je tak comel...cuba rupa ada iras2 jennifer aniston, harus wajah i terpampang di dada2 bas tauuu.


I went to RumahSemua last saturday.  Mak aaiii, punya la ramai manusia.  Kalau bukan sebab minggu depan dah nak puasa, memang le i tak layan nak bersesak2 bagai kat sana nun.  I had to go sebab (ehemmm...!) sebagai seorang kakak yang berkaliber dan kekononnya yang agak berseni le sikit dari pompuan2 lain kat rumah tu, makanya i telah disuruh membuat benda2 hantaran for my brother yang nak bertunang seminggu lepas raya.  Idak le kuasa i nak melayan bersesak2 di bulan puasa dengan diri yang tak berapa larat, lagi2 kalau pergi dengan pompuan2 lain kat rumah tu...masing2 kalau shopping macam ada kuasa turbo.  Uuuuuhhhh...i can sense my mother's tension.  Dah le my brother nak bertunang, my sister plak bawak balik boifren dia on sunday.  Memang duduk kat hujung mulut je la tu nak suh i kawin... i paham sangat...hahahahha.   


Hmmm...rasanya itu je la kot aktiviti2 yang layak di update.  Sorry la ye me_cnor, memang takde aktiviti menarik setakat ni.  Takkan le i pi sopping kat jalan tengah hari jemaat tu pun nak update kannnn... (ehhh...tapi kan, i beli kasut kerok tau hari jemaat hari tu, sopping dengan CikSecretary & Puan SH...hehe).  Nanti kalau ada benda menarik i update lagi...


Kepada kekawan semua, selamat menyambut bulan Ramadhan.  I'll try not to mengumpat dalam entry2 bulan puasa ni ye...hehe

hati ku yang sakit

I've been wanting to write about MatBlurr dah lama, tapi memandangkan tahap ketidaksukaan tu agak tinggi, so my words would be very harsh.  Since suhu dah agak suam2 kuku sekarang, so i think i have a few 'lesson learnt' nak share.


Moral daripada beberapa kejadian kat opis yang melibatkan MatBlurr :

1. tolong jangan luruskan rambut kalau sayang nak beli credit tepon
2. sila makan makanan yang berzat kalau taknak selalu sakit; jangan asyik makan 2 ekor ikan dengan minyak zaitun setiap kali lunch
3. sila jangan pinjamkan reta company kepada orang luar dan mintak rokok sebagai balasan kalau lepas tu nak buat2 lupa
4. don't sip your water loudly, at least not in front of me.  Sebagai pompuan sopan (ehemmm!!!) bunyi2 tersebut amatlah menyesakkan telinga
5. sila la belajar menjadi gentleman, say sorry kalau dah buat salah.  Ohhh...adakah dia tak tau dia buat salah???
6. jangan buat statement2 or status2 kat pesbuk yang boleh membuat orang salah tafsir; kekononnya as if u are describing a girl padahal it's a bicycle, donat, kasut or whatever
7.  do not talk on your phone too loud as if u kat pasar borong.  I'm not interested to know your affairs (kalau ada la kan...)
8.  merujuk kepada no.7, sambil bercakap sila duduk setempat, jangan berjalan dari hujung ke hujung opis
9.  kalau boleh try to make yourself invisible so that i can't see you supaya i tak jumpa apa2 yang boleh buat i panas hati
10.  last, but not least... do not lie to me.  I knew it all this while.  I bukan kanak2 tau...


p/s : i can be a little bit exaggerating la kan...tapi moralnya ialah raya ni i kena mintak mahap kat dia sebab banyak mengumpat dia...hahahahhaa

the companions' issues

World Cup's over and the sotong kurita pun makin la glamer.  Of course, i didn't watch, so i do not know how was the game like, who's the best or worst player etc, but i do enjoy the octopus thing.  Paul the octopus doesn't know a thing about football, for sure dia memang tak tau menahu pun what's with the food choices and the photographers watching him and the ugutan2 nak bunuh dia whatsoever, but amazing how people could be so obsessed to him; ie an animal.


Having animals or pets boleh menyebabkan & menimbulkan macam2 isu.  One is, tanpa kita sedar, it brings out something inside u yang selama ni kita memang tak tau ada.  Say if selama ni u are the type yang tak pernah senyum, orang buat lawak tergolek2 pun habis2 u cuma gerakkan bibir je; try having a pet, i'm sure there'll be time u akan senyum sorang2.  It can really bring out the soft spot inside yourself.  The simplest example is my own family.  We were never the pet type people; not me, my sisters, brothers nor my parents.  My mother and father were the type yang hati kayu sikit, but now; look at them...i would never imagine they could have pets living with them.  My mom is a very reserve person, ie she seldom expresses her feelings and i could easily count how many times i saw her tears; less than a handful.  One was when my grandmother passed away, second was when i was in primary school and third was when i called her to tell her that Teh, one of her cat died.  Same goes to my father, i can't imagine the fact that he can go to our neighbors searching  for Adam who went missing and never came back since then.


But; on the other hand, i admit that there are issues yang akan boleh buat u somber.  Pets are born with tahap berfikir yang kurang dari manusia.  So, they can't think like us.  There are times where their actions boleh menggugat tahap kesabaran manusia.  But; usually no matter how hard their issues are, the worst part to deal with is usually pertaining orang2 sekeliling; could be your own family member, friends or anyone around u.  Not everyone can accept the idea that u are living with animals. But to be fair la kan, we who lives with pets cuma tinggal dengan pet tu kat rumah kita sendiri je kan.  Okay la, memang la ada certain orang yang biar pet dia merayau rata2, and that's not a good idea kalau we can't control them and menyusahkan jiran2 tetangga.  But, in cases yang pet dia langsung tak mengacau sesapa; say like me la kan.  I live together with the 18 FCs, i manage them all myself, tak pulak i mintak duit jiran, sedara ke sesapa nak jaga diaorang tu...so, i guess there's no valid reason kenapa orang boleh tak puas hati dengan i.  There's nothing more yang boleh buat orang yang ada pets ni pissed off selain daripada kata2 sinis ala2 perli memerli hal2 cenggini.  Trust me.  Kalau nak sakitkan hati orang yang ada pet, cuba la mengata hal2 kucing, anjing or ikan dia; nescaya u'll be in the defriend list.  I have friend yang i malas nak call, simply because she can't accept the fact that i have many cats and she'll find ways to sakitkan hati i dengan bagi idea2 as to why i shouldn't keep them and lama2 relate to the idea that i'm not married.  Apa la kaitannya kan?  I'm not married is it because of the cats?  I know that ada orang percaya benda tu; but, come on...my faith may not be as great as u, but i truly believe that semuanya dah ditentukan tuhan.  And the fact that i had changed from orang yang tak suka animals to what i am now, pun God's will jugak kan?  People might think that it's not normal to be living with pets where at this age i should be living with a man (walaupun kemungkinan dapat yang perangai tak tentu hala) and raising kids (ada jugak kemungkinan yang tak dengar kata) but hey, the pets bukan replacement for the man and kids.  That is something yang orang patut faham.  Even kalau i kawin, i'll still have pets around.  I'll surely look for a man who loves my FCs as much as i love them; and of course i'll definitely teach my kids dari lahir that animals are to be loved, not to be treated badly.  But, it's just so amazingly difficult to make these people understand that; especially when it's related to sedara mara.  Boleh menyebabkan kes2 masam muka la jugak kalau tak kena gaya sebab the challenge is to make them understand the idea dengan ayat dan bahasa yang sopan yet firm, and at the same time u have to control your own anger akibat kata2 diaorang yang tak sedap didengar tu.  Susah tauuuu...!



But then again; hal2 yang berkaitan dengan orang ni biasanya memang susah sikit nak handle.  We can't control what others may think.  We can only just hope that whatever we do would not make orang2 keliling kita rasa uncomfortable in any way.  I sincerely do hope that my friends would never hesitate to tell me off kalau ada apa2 yang tak kena.  It may not be easy to confront orang, and it certainly may not be easy to listen to others' comments or complains, whatever the issue is, be it about our pets, personals or our relation with anyone or anything surrounding us.  We might not change whatever we are doing or engage at the moment, probably because we just want or have to be wrong to realise; but we certainly have to know apa perasaan orang sekeliling kita so that we could have the chance to explain whatever we believe is right for us, because whatever that seems not right to u tak semestinya jugak tak betul untuk orang lain.  Kalau living with pets is not your kind of thing, then just accept the fact that ada orang lain yang boleh.  If having pets doesn't give u happiness, but instead raising kids & memasak untuk husband brings smile to your face; then just be it.  Doesn't mean that a single lady with pets is not as happy or as complete as u think u are.




* Emo la pulak di hari isnin ni kannnn....muaahahahhaa ;p

waka waka

Walaupun saya tidak menengok kejohanan piala dunia bolasepak (wahhh...!!) tapi saya tetap suka lagu tema dia; yang sekarang telah dengan tanpa segan silunya menjadi ringtone baru saya. Mereka2 yang kononnya peminat dan penonton tegar bolasepak pun (siapakah mereka...?) belum tentu tau menyanyi lagu ni, dan belum tentu pernah tengok video ni kannnn...heh heh.  Makanya, tidak le teruk sangat saya yang hanya main guli ni ...


PK, sila2 la tengok kejelitaan wanita di dalam video ini ye (maklum la...nak tengok wajah jelita pemandu di sebelah tiap2 masa mesti segan kan, kan, kan...? *dengan mata berkelip2)

You're a good soldier
Choosing your battles
Pick yourself up
And dust yourself off
And back in the saddle

You're on the frontline
Everyone's watching
You know it's serious
We're getting closer
This isnt over

The pressure is on
You feel it
But you've got it all
Believe it

When you fall get up
Oh oh...
And if you fall get up
Oh oh...

Tsamina mina
Zangalewa
Cuz this is Africa

Tsamina mina eh eh
Waka Waka eh eh

Tsamina mina zangalewa
Anawa aa
This time for Africa

Listen to your god
This is our motto
Your time to shine
Dont wait in line
Y vamos por Todo

People are raising
Their Expectations
Go on and feed them
This is your moment
No hesitations

Today's your day
I feel it
You paved the way
Believe it

If you get down
Get up Oh oh...
When you get down
Get up eh eh...

Tsamina mina zangalewa
Anawa aa
This time for Africa

Tsamina mina eh eh
Waka Waka eh eh

Tsamina mina zangalewa
Anawa aa

Tsamina mina eh eh
Waka Waka eh eh
Tsamina mina zangalewa
This time for Africa

rain

 
I wish i could capture the sound of the raindrops outside my window. How pleasant and soothing to the ears; not too loud cause i can still hear the occasional vehicle passing by the parking lots.  


It's been raining since i stepped out of office this evening.  I had to run up again to get my umbrella which was purposely left in the drawer lately due to the weight (plus rasa malas nak bawak sebab jarang sekali ujan).  I tried to beat the human traffic, managed to get into the train after two minutes waiting and stopped at the third station to change to another train.  It started to rain heavily.  I walked as quick as i could and managed to squeeze myself to the waiting train. Public transport commuting can be tiring; the pushing and stench could easily change anyone's desiring mood to rush home.  Strange that i wasn't distracted by the hectic surroundings; perhaps because of the mp3 songs and the pleasing view of the raindrops by the window.


I had never realised and appreciated rain as much as i did today.  How it can change the sullen mood, the heaty street and how much blessings it brings down together with every drop.  I had purposely walk in the drizzling rain to my car. The few minutes exposed had caused me flu and headache; hence the reason to snug in bed early.


...and i was asleep halfway writing, nak sambung balik mood dah lain sebab dalam opis kannn...muahahhaaa... Tq pada tuan punya gambar tu, ntah sapa...nak letak gambar sendiri takde.

~ apa la agaknya kesimpulan post ni...??? ~

the fortune-teller...?

As usual, my weekend is almost incomplete kalau tak pergi merayau kat tesko dekat rumah tu.  I was pushing my trolley along the pet food area when i saw an old man choosing a bag of cat's food.  I assumed he's about CikguMat's age, clad in a blue shirt with a kopiah on his head.  I pushed my trolley passed him, loaded the 8kg cat's food into my trolley and was about to walk away when he called me.  I stopped and turned, tried to be polite to an old man.


He asked me how long will the food last for my cats.  A difficult one to answer since the food is not for my FCs.  Those are for the cats at the parkings, PK's parking lot and mine, and also for any other stray cats and sometimes dogs.  So, since he suggested a time frame, i pun ye kan aje.  He looked at me and said that he predicted that i'll be going for umrah next year.  I was shocked.  Nganga kejap.  He said one of the cat will pray for me.  Okay...i tak percaya pada predictions2 ni semua; of course we can't, syirik tu kan.  Anyway, prediction yang ala2 baik gitu made me just said...Insyaallah.  He continued describing 'the cat', the one who'll be praying for me.  I assumed that pakcik ni sangat sayangkan kucing dia, one of them died sebab accident, and he was wiping his tears as he told me.


Pakcik ni ajak i sembang lagi, pulling my trolley along with him.  He asked about my work and if my husband loves cat too.  I could've just lied kan, but i see no point in lying to an old man.  So, i told him that i don't have a husband.  He told me that i was lucky since he is the only one in his family yang suka kucing.  He told me that kucing dia selalu mengadu kena pukul dengan penyapu.  Haaa? That part buat i mula rasa takut.  He went on predicting that i'll be married in two years time.  He described almost everything about 'the man', his hair, height, perangai, plat motor, macamana i yang akan selalu marah dia (kesian betul, belum apa2 dah ada orang predict my husband asyik kena marah...hahaha)...etc... See...sapa tak takut kan?


I offered myself to return something that he doesn't want to the shelf, hoping to excuse myself from him.  He reluctantly handed the ikan kering to me but still pulling my trolley along with him.  He predicted few other things but in the end i managed to free myself; clinging so hard to the ikan kering takut dia ambik balik and pushed my trolley in a different direction.  I don't even know where the ikan kering belongs in the supermarket, so i just dump it somewhere and continued my shopping.  I must've been thinking a lot about the old man that i forgot a few things in my list; turned my head a few times...mana la tau tiba2 je muncul kat belakang or mana la tau if i was only imagining the conversation with him.


Anyway, i saw the old man again when i was queuing to pay for my things.  So, at least i knew that i takde schizo ke apa, that he really exist.  I tried to avoid looking at him takut dia tunggu i nak bersembang lagi.  I don't want to be rude, lagi2 dia orang tua, but i'm not comfortable with predictions.  I don't know if he really 'saw' things in my face or he's slightly mentally ill or whatever the reason yang menyebabkan dia cakap benda2 macam tu, but i hope not to continue the conversation.  I never want to know my future, betul ke, tipu ke...i just don't, not anymore.  Dulu I always thought that seronok jugak kalau tau what'll happen in the future, adakah hidup i akan senang or susah, with whom will i be living with, how will i look like...macam2 la, but now i know that knowing the future is not something yang seronok.  You'll tend to worry and hope for the thing to happen/not happen and along the way, kita akan kurang berusaha.  But, no worries...i don't believe apa yang pakcik tu bagitau, and it doesn't affect me in any way.  I just hope that kalau dia betul2 di anugerahkan dengan kebolehan tu, he'll use it in a proper way...jangan le tetiba approach orang yang tengah tolak trolley kat pasaraya; or kalau dia ada mental problem, i hope family dia akan treat dia dengan baik, and of course tolong jangan pukul kucing dengan penyapu lagi... hmmm...

f r i e n d s

 I saw my friend's requests and suggestions at my pesbuk today.  Ada la dalam 20 orang semua.  I have no idea what to do.  Some are from my school days, some from uni days, ada jugak yang nak berkawan sebab dia awek my brother (adakah nak mengambil hati kakak ipar...ohh!), ada yang suggest anak sendiri and ada jugak yang i memang tak tau dia tu siapa.  Those from my old-days tu was mostly suggested by friends.  I can hardly count berapa kali je kitaorang berkata-kata masa zaman sekolah dulu and i wonder if there's anything to say or talk about in pesbuk.  I know some are proud by number of friends but i think, apa la gunanya memenuhkan wall sendiri dengan benda2 yang kita tak bother nak tau pun.  Some might think that i ni sombong & memilih kawan.  Apatah lagi sekarang ni kekawan sekolah ntah macam dirasuk apa, asyik2 ada gathering, kejap2 potluck, kejap2 jumpa, sat lagi ajak bday party anak, tak lama lagi berjumpa-jumpaan dekat dengan sekolah & ada visit to maktab lak tu.  I am interested to go back to maktab, saje nak tengok macamana rupa dia sekarang, i reckon the building must be old, asrama dah tak cantik lagi, tempat dating2 dulu dah nampak macam tak best...but, to spend the night bersama kawan2 yang i dah tak berapa kawan...macam tak best je.  Tak cukup dengan invitation kat pesbuk, i dapat sms lagi, bukan satu, tapi dua orang yang hantar...ohhhh.  I ni betul2 anti-sosial kan.


In my opinion, being friends di alam internet ni doesn't give us the opportunity to show our ability to be real friends.  I know that i'm willing to be around if i'm needed, to lend a hand, to share my ears and shoulder, to give opinion when needed...and it can happen when u are face to face with that person.  Of course you can always email, sms ke apa tapi only on certain occasion that i think we can be good friends dengan orang yang kita tak jumpa, contohnya macam kita dah memang kenal lama & rapat dengan orang tu.  Kalau setakat dah 20 tahun tak berjumpa, nak kawan2 di alam cyber ni i don't think it'll work.  Not for me at least.  I know i have friend that'll only look for me bila ada hal, meaning hal2 dia la kan; and it is only of his/her interests.  There are times that made me feel annoyed, but then again...it is all about being sincere kan.  We try our best to be there for them but since we can't rely on them, so we can always turn to other friends for attention.


People may become friends simply because they are in common current situation, share same interest, common background etc...but it takes more than just a 'hi' or 'hello' to become very good or close friends.  Doesn't have to be someone of the same gender, ethnic group or religion.  A true friend should be someone who can support, sympathize, built your self esteem and to be able to encourage you in every aspects. It is all about share and care, being honest and understanding.

I believe that having good friends doesn't only apply to humans; i know my Cipoi has her own best buddy, Tam-Tam.  Kawan yang baik is different from kawan baik.  Kawan yang baik can be a really nice and good person, but he/she might not have what it takes to be a good friend.  Kawan baik is someone that you know will always be there for you; someone who you can call at any time of the day if needed, be it at two in the morning pun, kalau rasa nak call, you know you'll be entertained.  I know how does it feels to contemplate and hesitate just to make a call; worried that my call would cause stress, depression and mood commotion, thus affecting me after that but, we can't expect everyone to suit themselves to our needs kan.


I'm grateful for being blessed with such wonderful friends, and to have a great best friend, whom i can always count to cheer me up, make me laugh and always make me feel better about myself ~ ~ ~

update di pagi isnin

Di hari isnin yang tak berapa best ni (pernah ke hari senin best?); mood keje yang tak seberapa ni telah diganggu lagi oleh teguran MatBlurr...."itinerary dah siap?".  "Haahhh?", was my answer.  I asked him where's the proposal, so he gave me the link (itu pun tak berapa betul...i agak2 je mn dia letak file tu).  Tengok2 bila bukak, tak siap pun lagi proposal tu.  Idak ke angin i yang memang tak berapa betul ni terus je meluap2.  Ada hati proposal tak siap nak tanya i itinerary dah siap belum....cehhhhh.  Sebenarnya my part comes later i.e bila proposal dia dah siap baru i boleh buat itinerary and the budget.  Takkan la i nak teka2 je outcrop mana yang dia propose untuk fieltrip tu kannnn?  So, i pun ignore dia sebab malas nak further spoil my mood; tapi....disebabkan i ni berhati mulia (chehhh!!) so i pun terpaksa la tak ignore dia bila dia asyik buat2 bunyi cam tensen gitu...which, in the end menyebabkan i plak yang makin tensen dengan dia.


Ok, so that's the starting of the week. Sungguh tak memberangsangkan.  Luckily my weekend was not bad.  Baru le minggu ni ada tenaga nak meronda mall yang dekat tu.  I started rondaan on Saturday lagi, gi tengok wayang 'orang besi 2', then gi melawat klinik buat sekian kalinya bulan ni (ada sequel lagi rupanya...), then ahad i gi sambung rondaan lagi sekali....bulehhhhh? hehehhe....Oh, apart from that, i was forced to finish up keje2 menjahit kain baju kurung yang i beli sedondon dengan PK & my sister.  Makanya jangan la rasa heran kalau tetiba nampak kitaorg pakai baju yang bercorak sama ye, kami tak share baju.


I think kan, (again...i ni makin cerewet kot) i makin annoyed dengan stengah2 orang yang tak reti nak respect others' privacy.  Contohnya macam kita tengah queue kat atm machine.  Aren't we suppose to give like a metre space ke between kita dengan orang yang tengah guna mesen tu?  I usually akan turn and stare (macam bagus lak kan...) pada orang yang menjenguk2 kat tepi, tak kira la dia jenguk tepi sapa pun.  I wonder apa la dia dapat dengan tertinjau2 gitu tu...nampak ke pin number orang tu? or seronok ke kalau tau duit orang tu ada banyak mana?  It happened to me yesterday.  But, this time bukan kat atm, cuma kat lori rojak je.  Cubaan i nak mengajak PK suami isteri minum petang telah ditolak mentah2 oleh PK sebab dia nak tido (ishhh...nasib baik dah kawin, idak kalu takde sapa nak buat menantu...hehehe); so i pun singgah le beli air kelapa and rojak.  After placing my order i pun stepped back a bit to give space to minah indon tu nak buat keje2 dia.  I knew that it was gonna take time sebab orang ramai and of course i kena tunggu turn kan.  So, a car stopped by, a lady came out and terus kalut2 order in a tone yang agak kasar.  While minah tu tengah potong itu ini, this lady was standing very close to her.  My guess is, she was trying to pressure minah tu suruh buat her order first.  Rasa je nak siku dia...hey, yang i berdiri terpacang kat tepi ni tengah buat apa kalau bukan tunggu my order kan?  It was very annoying to look at her sebab she was making faces pada orang2 dalam kereta dia, maybe dia rasa minah tu lambat buat keje ke apa kot.  But, whatever the reason is, we should always put ourselves in other people's shoe kan.  I'm sure minah indon tu sangat2 penat at that moment; ye la kan...she's the only one who's attending to everyone's order.  But, anyway...i managed to get my rojak dulu sebelum that lady.  Padan muka, see...i don't have to spend extra energy to sakitkan hati orang and still i dapat rojak tu dulu...haha!!!


...hmmm...something's on in the office, awat seme orang masuk keluar bilik bos tutup pintu ni...hmmm?