Hai wai!
Macha blog dalam jaku Iban enggi org bukai baka sida Grace, Puteri, asai ke deka enggau urang sama ngeruh ke ai begaga ka blog dalam jaku Iban tang bisi ga ati tu nangi mimit. Ukai nangi nama, irau ke diri enda teibun ka blog nyau dua tiga iti. Nyamai aku nulis maia ti bisi hari ba blog tu aja. Tau meh neh... hehehe
Nyau bekenang ka pasal jaku Iban, nyau teingat ga aku ngenang diri empu maia suba2. Aku diau ba menua Kapit (menua ulu ko sekeda urang) ari ada nyentuk ka Form 3. Nyadi kitai sama bela nemu, gaya alun nyawa lebuh bejaku sigi lain nitih ka endur. Nya meh aku nyau teleba bejaku stail Kapit. Maia sekali lebuh nemuai ngagai menua indai aku ba Selidap, nyau ngerara bala kaban indai aku. Menua sida indai aku sigi nitih ka alun jaku menua ili tauka menua saratok tauka roban. Nyau baka angsa begulai enggau serati ga aku enggau bala betunggal. Bala betunggal bejaku enggau lubah sereta lembut. Akai dai! merinsa berandau. Hehehe.. Geli ati ku ngenang.
Maia aku Form 4, kami pindah mulai ke diri ngagai Bintangor. Bisi ga berubah alun jaku aku tang nya meh, ke ulu enda ke ili pen enda. Tang enti betemu enggau bala bakih lama ari Kapit, sigi slang kapit nya meh pansut. Bisi meh urang enggau aku mulai ke pengingat berandau ngena slang Kapit. ah deh..
Bah, ka mupok dulu aku. Tadi tepeda ka biskut kuih makmur digaga Puteri nyau tetengok amat. Ka nurun nyerungkai dapur ngiga kuih digaga aku sarinya. Hehehe... Syhhh! Anang nusi ngagai Bos au. Hehehe
Thursday, December 22, 2005
DA & PMR
PMR result is out today. I'm wondering about what did my niece, Da, get for her PMR. Since I am close to her (dari umur sehari I jaga n babysit dia), I know her rather well. Albeit being rather challenged in her academic performance, she's very much talented in using her hands. She's very good at making crafts, crocheting (mengait)- i am very hopeless in this, cooking, baking, etc. She's rather a tomboy also- just like me dulu2 la.
My hopes for her, whatever she may get, we all love her nonetheless. I know that she is special in her own way. One day I hope she can pursue the field that she loved- culinary arts.
My hopes for her, whatever she may get, we all love her nonetheless. I know that she is special in her own way. One day I hope she can pursue the field that she loved- culinary arts.
Sunday, November 27, 2005
HOME, INTERNET-LESS, BROKE & MISERABLE
Pathetic, ain't it?
*tsk*
Did I mention 'unmotivated' (malas) to do the corrections of my thesis. Yeah, now u know...
*tsk*
Did I mention 'unmotivated' (malas) to do the corrections of my thesis. Yeah, now u know...
Thursday, October 20, 2005
CHILDHOOD
Reading this from Fred's, it brought lots of memories coursing through my mind. It reminds me of those carefree, worry-less days and when every small thing is an adventure waiting to be discovered.
I remember when Tora (cheap toy in box + like 9 ketul of chocolate coated biscuit) was first introduced. and how excited I was when Dad brought me to town (small town of Song, Kapit). We walked from our home to the town and Dad bought me Tora (a G.I. Joe type figure inside) and a dress for the school concert. Bear in mind that money was rather tight in those years, so the treats were a rare luxury for me.
I remember how disappointed Mum was when she saw what I did to my new homemade dress (Sorry, mak) . Being a tomboy-ish girl, I ripped the dress to rags within 5 hours. That's the last time Mom made me waer a dress at home. Heheh
I remember when I punched the dentist. Not sorry for that. She gave me a lifelong phobia for anything to do with dentist.
I remember when I was unjustly caned ten times by Mdm Susie Wong with a rattan cane as big as a thumb. She was angry at my Dad (Dad was the headmaster). I swear I'll cane her if I ever meet her again. Biar dia rasa...
I remember when Sis and I used to quarell all the time whenever she's back from her boarding school. When she's away, I will be pining and missing her. But when she's home, like cats and dogs.
I remember how my brothers used to 'manja' and also bully me at the same time. Still does :)
When Dad and Mom forced me to drink the vile yucky herbal whatever to cure me :(
When Dad force me to makan nasi. Drama crying session every night :(
When they force me to makan ubat... until now, still does :(
How I hated any food that's green. Sayur lah tu...
How I cannot play atas rumput due to my extremely sensitive skin. :(
Mandi kat padang banjir :)
Nestum + Sirap
Chased by the turkey
My dogs and cats
... to be continued
I remember when Tora (cheap toy in box + like 9 ketul of chocolate coated biscuit) was first introduced. and how excited I was when Dad brought me to town (small town of Song, Kapit). We walked from our home to the town and Dad bought me Tora (a G.I. Joe type figure inside) and a dress for the school concert. Bear in mind that money was rather tight in those years, so the treats were a rare luxury for me.
I remember how disappointed Mum was when she saw what I did to my new homemade dress (Sorry, mak) . Being a tomboy-ish girl, I ripped the dress to rags within 5 hours. That's the last time Mom made me waer a dress at home. Heheh
I remember when I punched the dentist. Not sorry for that. She gave me a lifelong phobia for anything to do with dentist.
I remember when I was unjustly caned ten times by Mdm Susie Wong with a rattan cane as big as a thumb. She was angry at my Dad (Dad was the headmaster). I swear I'll cane her if I ever meet her again. Biar dia rasa...
I remember when Sis and I used to quarell all the time whenever she's back from her boarding school. When she's away, I will be pining and missing her. But when she's home, like cats and dogs.
I remember how my brothers used to 'manja' and also bully me at the same time. Still does :)
When Dad and Mom forced me to drink the vile yucky herbal whatever to cure me :(
When Dad force me to makan nasi. Drama crying session every night :(
When they force me to makan ubat... until now, still does :(
How I hated any food that's green. Sayur lah tu...
How I cannot play atas rumput due to my extremely sensitive skin. :(
Mandi kat padang banjir :)
Nestum + Sirap
Chased by the turkey
My dogs and cats
... to be continued
Tuesday, October 18, 2005
Monday, September 26, 2005
Friday, September 16, 2005
presentation*handy drive*Gay Cat
Next Thursday is my Research proposal presentation (finally! after numerous postponements). Which means its bye-bye to:
Moon cake Festival in Carpenter St
Planet Shaker's performance at Inti College
GPK Family Day
cos I really have to do some amendments to my proposal. wish me all the luck ppl!
*most probably ber'kampung' in the lab*
.................................
Handy drive gone bonkers suddenly.
SHEIT!!!
Had to format it to use it. All files gone. -pls insert curse word here-
Damn you Murphy for your bladdy law! >:p Thankfully got back up in my PC.
*phew*
................................
I suspect that my cat is GAY!
*gasp*
Moon cake Festival in Carpenter St
Planet Shaker's performance at Inti College
GPK Family Day
cos I really have to do some amendments to my proposal. wish me all the luck ppl!
*most probably ber'kampung' in the lab*
.................................
Handy drive gone bonkers suddenly.
SHEIT!!!
Had to format it to use it. All files gone. -pls insert curse word here-
Damn you Murphy for your bladdy law! >:p Thankfully got back up in my PC.
*phew*
................................
I suspect that my cat is GAY!
*gasp*
Wednesday, September 14, 2005
HOLA!!!
:)
Sorry...sorry... I know I've been a bad, tardy, procrastinating blogger for not updating as regular as you (or myself) would've liked. Well, things are rather complicated and deadlines are looming (yet, it feels unreal & unrushed). .
Since the last update, I was busy doing revisions for my exams (actually I was busy reading story books also la. not that rajin actually). Was ok, can actually answer without too much kelentong-ing the answers. =) Grace's students could possibly benefit from me in providing answers in their exams. Amacam Grace? Wanna take my offer? :p
All smiles. Chris on a good day :)
Happy Birthday to the two most important people in my life. Dad (10thSept) & Mum (11th Sept). Dad celebrates his 60th birthday and Mum's 54th birthday. They actually had a small makan2 at eldest bro's house which sadly, I was unable to attend. God bless you Mum & Dad! We love ya!
Serikin Trip
Congrats to Dad for getting his BBS also. :)
And the other reason I was away was that the Emperor Cat of the house underwent a procedure called 'spaying' or in pasar-style (kena potong itu biji). The aim is to reduce or avoid him wandering away and involving in fights for any female cats.
After the procedure, HRH Emperor Kecik (he's supposed to be eunuch rite?) was very demanding in terms of places to sleep (my bed and specifically my blanket), food (fresh, crispy Friskies only) and MILK. MILK! (Aiyo, 1 day we finish 1 ltr milk between the two of us). HRH also requires constant presence of yours truly (want to go out also have to tidurkan him also and sneak out quietly).
Thankfully, after 1 week, HRH's demands have significantly reduced but still kacau2 me to open door, open window, put food etc. , all at the ungodly hour of 3 or 4 a.m.
But then, it's just so lovely when u feel that warm furry feline snuggle against your legs.. even if it conquers the whole blanket and left you half-frozen.
Oh ya, he snores too.
Introducing HRH Emperor Kichik (cat that snores) ... his most cooperative picture so far. Usually he will look away and refuse to look at the camera.
And now my dog, Salem, is very sick at home. Dunno if Sarikei got vet or not. :(
Update: Salem just passed away this afternoon :(
Sorry...sorry... I know I've been a bad, tardy, procrastinating blogger for not updating as regular as you (or myself) would've liked. Well, things are rather complicated and deadlines are looming (yet, it feels unreal & unrushed). .
Since the last update, I was busy doing revisions for my exams (actually I was busy reading story books also la. not that rajin actually). Was ok, can actually answer without too much kelentong-ing the answers. =) Grace's students could possibly benefit from me in providing answers in their exams. Amacam Grace? Wanna take my offer? :p
All smiles. Chris on a good day :)
Happy Birthday to the two most important people in my life. Dad (10thSept) & Mum (11th Sept). Dad celebrates his 60th birthday and Mum's 54th birthday. They actually had a small makan2 at eldest bro's house which sadly, I was unable to attend. God bless you Mum & Dad! We love ya!
Serikin Trip
Congrats to Dad for getting his BBS also. :)
And the other reason I was away was that the Emperor Cat of the house underwent a procedure called 'spaying' or in pasar-style (kena potong itu biji). The aim is to reduce or avoid him wandering away and involving in fights for any female cats.
After the procedure, HRH Emperor Kecik (he's supposed to be eunuch rite?) was very demanding in terms of places to sleep (my bed and specifically my blanket), food (fresh, crispy Friskies only) and MILK. MILK! (Aiyo, 1 day we finish 1 ltr milk between the two of us). HRH also requires constant presence of yours truly (want to go out also have to tidurkan him also and sneak out quietly).
Thankfully, after 1 week, HRH's demands have significantly reduced but still kacau2 me to open door, open window, put food etc. , all at the ungodly hour of 3 or 4 a.m.
But then, it's just so lovely when u feel that warm furry feline snuggle against your legs.. even if it conquers the whole blanket and left you half-frozen.
Oh ya, he snores too.
Introducing HRH Emperor Kichik (cat that snores) ... his most cooperative picture so far. Usually he will look away and refuse to look at the camera.
And now my dog, Salem, is very sick at home. Dunno if Sarikei got vet or not. :(
Update: Salem just passed away this afternoon :(
Saturday, September 03, 2005
MOTOROLA C650
Oh ya. Got meself new cellphone.My ol' trusty 2100 almost gone kaput with the keypad gone 'gila2'. Was actually looking for a clamshell type but finally get the candybar type. Wanna see???
Mine is the one with the dark blue type. Ok lah, the camera function oso consider ok(Just VGA with 4X zoom function). bla-bla-bla (more info here)
Anyway worth the RM320 I parted just to get this phone. Ol' 2100 traded-in at RM100.
Lalalalalala...
Mine is the one with the dark blue type. Ok lah, the camera function oso consider ok(Just VGA with 4X zoom function). bla-bla-bla (more info here)
Anyway worth the RM320 I parted just to get this phone. Ol' 2100 traded-in at RM100.
Lalalalalala...
Wednesday, August 10, 2005
REALITY BITES & CHEWS
::This post is written in a cryptic manner to avoid beings with limited capacity of reasoning from understanding this. :) ::
After watching last weekend's FINALE of THAT show, I can conclude that:
Malaysians are generally (or at least the masses that were mesmerized by the fever of THAT show) tone-deaf, blind and posess a funny sense of evaluating talents. Either that, or they were somehow brainwashed by some extra-terrestial force to do what they did last weekend.
There's just no other possible explanation.
I've refrained myself from writing anything about this topic particularly about THAT show from THAT broadcast station since I saw what happened to my friends' blog/msjboxes/tagboards. Some idiots googled THAT show and (persistently) decided to show their brand of loyalty by flooding the tagboards/msjbox/comments with lines that make me either roll-on-the-floor-laughing-my-intestines-out or to weep.(Weep because I dread if the same trend is going to show in the elections)
In this SHOW, the winner is NOT determined by talent or ability but by how well that person isliked adored by the masses. It doesn't matter if you're a nobody from the remotest part of the country, linguistically-challenged, tone deaf, etc, as long as the crowd loves you, hey, you're already THIS much closer to victory. Garner some sympathy, cry your eyes out, do some drama, act goofishly stupid - ooohh, see the crowd supporting you. See how shamelessly they imitate your every actions, words and expressions.
I'm not against anyone in THAT show. I watched a total of 3 shows (all watched with the Mr.) and I was surprised to see the adulation the crowds shower upon some of the contestants. Every comment (good or bad) was smothered by claps and shouts (geez, i wonder if they could even detect the whiff of sarcasm in the comments).
Surprised to see some with amazing talents (but limited fan base prepaid-credit power) being overlooked. But somehow, I am relieved. Because if these people are really talented, they'll succeed eventually. I've seen the previous winners getting nowhere except being just another face on tv being manipulated for their fan base to get profits by some companies (suckers!).
*sigh* The Malaysian kind of reality show. It bites you in awkward places.
After watching last weekend's FINALE of THAT show, I can conclude that:
Malaysians are generally (or at least the masses that were mesmerized by the fever of THAT show) tone-deaf, blind and posess a funny sense of evaluating talents. Either that, or they were somehow brainwashed by some extra-terrestial force to do what they did last weekend.
There's just no other possible explanation.
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I've refrained myself from writing anything about this topic particularly about THAT show from THAT broadcast station since I saw what happened to my friends' blog/msjboxes/tagboards. Some idiots googled THAT show and (persistently) decided to show their brand of loyalty by flooding the tagboards/msjbox/comments with lines that make me either roll-on-the-floor-laughing-my-intestines-out or to weep.(Weep because I dread if the same trend is going to show in the elections)
In this SHOW, the winner is NOT determined by talent or ability but by how well that person is
I'm not against anyone in THAT show. I watched a total of 3 shows (all watched with the Mr.) and I was surprised to see the adulation the crowds shower upon some of the contestants. Every comment (good or bad) was smothered by claps and shouts (geez, i wonder if they could even detect the whiff of sarcasm in the comments).
Surprised to see some with amazing talents (but limited fan base prepaid-credit power) being overlooked. But somehow, I am relieved. Because if these people are really talented, they'll succeed eventually. I've seen the previous winners getting nowhere except being just another face on tv being manipulated for their fan base to get profits by some companies (suckers!).
*sigh* The Malaysian kind of reality show. It bites you in awkward places.
Tuesday, July 26, 2005
EUGENE & SHEILA'S WEDDING
credits to Kim for this pic
Actually a very-lah belated congratulations to these two alumnis from CSSUKM (Their wedding was on June 4th) o_O. Eugene, a Malacca guy who surprised me sometimes with his *ahem* lawak and Sheila, a Sabahan lass whose housemate,Jasica, was my coursemate.
Well, wishing both of them a very blessed journey in their married life. :)
Hmmm.. This is the second wedding of two alumnis from CSSUKM (first was when I attended Jessica Randi&Victor Wong's wedding in Bintangor last year). Wonder if still got few making their way to the aisle. :)
Friday, July 22, 2005
HAPPY MUSHROOM ANYONE?
I sent my application form today. Keeping fingers crossed that I just might get the job. Just...
Recieved my last semester's result. Got 4 flat for my GPA but didn't change the fact that the semester before that a bl**dy pontless course just f**ked up my entire CGPA. F**k that lecturer, no, hope he won't get a f**k, ever. Hope he can't get it up... Bl**dy hell
Haha.. That one cracks me up. Nah, I don't really give a bl**dy damn anyway. Being my bl**dy couldn't give it a damn me. Now don't you dare go all wise and tell me what to do. I WON'T LISTEN. Nyehnyehnyeh...
Did I confuse you? Yeah? Congratulate me then. I just did a good job. Hahaha
ENJOY UR WEEKEND PEOPLE
cos I won't enjoy mine. Not with the deadline for my research proposal so so tak lama lagi. Damn, I need some happy mushroom, sugar rush, nicotine, whatever... to zap me into action.
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Lienne: Keep your friends close, but keep your enemies closer. Heard it somewhere. Maybe applicable to your situation
Grace: How did badmiton go? Menang?
Fred: Update laaaaaa........
Recieved my last semester's result. Got 4 flat for my GPA but didn't change the fact that the semester before that a bl**dy pontless course just f**ked up my entire CGPA. F**k that lecturer, no, hope he won't get a f**k, ever. Hope he can't get it up... Bl**dy hell
Haha.. That one cracks me up. Nah, I don't really give a bl**dy damn anyway. Being my bl**dy couldn't give it a damn me. Now don't you dare go all wise and tell me what to do. I WON'T LISTEN. Nyehnyehnyeh...
Did I confuse you? Yeah? Congratulate me then. I just did a good job. Hahaha
ENJOY UR WEEKEND PEOPLE
cos I won't enjoy mine. Not with the deadline for my research proposal so so tak lama lagi. Damn, I need some happy mushroom, sugar rush, nicotine, whatever... to zap me into action.
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Lienne: Keep your friends close, but keep your enemies closer. Heard it somewhere. Maybe applicable to your situation
Grace: How did badmiton go? Menang?
Fred: Update laaaaaa........
Wednesday, July 20, 2005
INTRODUCING ...
My new house is home to 9 kepala
9 kepala means that there will be 8 kepala & 8 different angin that I have to deal with every day
So in no particular order, allow me to introduce
*NAmes have been altered to protectmy neck their privacy
9 kepala means that there will be 8 kepala & 8 different angin that I have to deal with every day
So in no particular order, allow me to introduce
- Rozi - happy, hyper bunny of the house. provides endless entertainments with her antics and enthusiasm. Semangat betul! :)
- Ti - Quite talkative and can come out with hilarious things that cracks us up. Always mixed up her verbs... e.g: "Kuat betul bau dia (fruit), dari luar kita dapat dengar" LOL :D
- Lo - Friendly, talkative, rajin, the D.O. (Dapur Officer) of the house, happy
- Anas - Quiet, reserved, but sometimes can surprise as well.
- Becs - PINK LADY of the house. crazy bout pink. . mostly stay in room one this gal
- Puteri - My original housemate. angin head sometimes. hates pink. kuat terkejut. gotta know how to handle her
- Lex - Gila PC games, comic, anime, etc. one of the original housemate
- Cousin - Aiya, this one ah. crazy, always get on my nerves but cannot do much since cousin so cannot kill him oso. one love-hate relationship. heheheh
*NAmes have been altered to protect
*SMUG SMILE*
Uuuuuuu....
You'd SO love to hate me
:)
:)
Rozi, my new housemate is one bouncy hyper bunny... and she's a BIG FAN of the Harry Potter series. :) Her friend got the book for her last Friday or Saturday and she's like whhheeeeeeeeeee!!! punya la happy...
until...
Monday
Me (sengaja betul) : "ahem, u know, I found out that some one important in HP died la... vveeerrryyyy important"
Housemates (altogether now): Argh!!!!! Kak Chris.... who? who?... I bet it's *insert character here*...bla...bla...bla...
Rozi: NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
:)
Tuesday:
Me: I know for sure who died, who killed, and who couple with who... *smug smile*
Rozi: Argh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
:)
(very strong weapon to use to ugut her to do things la... I just say, " I tell u the story want or not?" works like magic everytime)
and Today
:))
I downloaded the online version... wahahahhahahahahHAHAHHAHAHha *evil laugh*
tak sabar nak balik rumah to torment her.... :)
You'd SO love to hate me
:)
:)
Rozi, my new housemate is one bouncy hyper bunny... and she's a BIG FAN of the Harry Potter series. :) Her friend got the book for her last Friday or Saturday and she's like whhheeeeeeeeeee!!! punya la happy...
until...
Monday
Me (sengaja betul) : "ahem, u know, I found out that some one important in HP died la... vveeerrryyyy important"
Housemates (altogether now): Argh!!!!! Kak Chris.... who? who?... I bet it's *insert character here*...bla...bla...bla...
Rozi: NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
:)
Tuesday:
Me: I know for sure who died, who killed, and who couple with who... *smug smile*
Rozi: Argh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!
:)
(very strong weapon to use to ugut her to do things la... I just say, " I tell u the story want or not?" works like magic everytime)
and Today
:))
I downloaded the online version... wahahahhahahahahHAHAHHAHAHha *evil laugh*
tak sabar nak balik rumah to torment her.... :)
Tuesday, July 19, 2005
FLU & ARTSY ME :)
:)
Finally recovered from a bad case of flu & cough. Was MIA from work last Friday and still have to drag my sorry arse to class that night. Looked like a pitiful poor sod in class :(
Finally settled down and my room is all clean and tidy. Having a sensitive 'lubang hidung' makes me extremely allergic to dust and small things that go float2 in air. Sweeped, mopped, wiped (cannot use duster, makes the dust fly2 some more). Made a makeshift curtain from a bedsheet that Mom made for me years ago :)
On Sunday (felt much better by then), did my own personal arts project: notice board for me to put reminders of whatever it is that I need to remember and to hang my (growing) earrings collection. :)
Materials:
Polisterine
Poster Paint (in bottle)
Sponge
Glitter
Method:
Put polisterine board on flat surface (floor)
Pour poster paint on a container
Use sponge to err, sponge the paint on the polisterine.
Finally, sprinkle some glitter on the wet paint
Allow to dry before hanging it
:) Voila!
My arts project last Sunday. Took me less than 1 hour to make that notice board. Painted and glitter-ed it. Hehehe... Must be the artist-in-me.
The view from the door. That's my study table which is as usual cluttered by books and whatnots. hehehe...Bedside cabinet and my bed. (Yeah, I know the pillowcase and bedsheet don't match. That's the most comfortable pillowcase I have, okay)
Finally recovered from a bad case of flu & cough. Was MIA from work last Friday and still have to drag my sorry arse to class that night. Looked like a pitiful poor sod in class :(
Finally settled down and my room is all clean and tidy. Having a sensitive 'lubang hidung' makes me extremely allergic to dust and small things that go float2 in air. Sweeped, mopped, wiped (cannot use duster, makes the dust fly2 some more). Made a makeshift curtain from a bedsheet that Mom made for me years ago :)
On Sunday (felt much better by then), did my own personal arts project: notice board for me to put reminders of whatever it is that I need to remember and to hang my (growing) earrings collection. :)
Materials:
Polisterine
Poster Paint (in bottle)
Sponge
Glitter
Method:
Put polisterine board on flat surface (floor)
Pour poster paint on a container
Use sponge to err, sponge the paint on the polisterine.
Finally, sprinkle some glitter on the wet paint
Allow to dry before hanging it
:) Voila!
My arts project last Sunday. Took me less than 1 hour to make that notice board. Painted and glitter-ed it. Hehehe... Must be the artist-in-me.
The view from the door. That's my study table which is as usual cluttered by books and whatnots. hehehe...Bedside cabinet and my bed. (Yeah, I know the pillowcase and bedsheet don't match. That's the most comfortable pillowcase I have, okay)
Thursday, July 14, 2005
NOMADIC EXISTENCE
I moved again. 2 doors away from my (now ex) house. That makes this the second time i moved in less than two years. Was rather reluctant since I'm in the middle of starting my research, but for the best interest of all parties involved, I agreed.
The first time was when I moved from the apartment to a single-storey terraced house due to cannot 'tahan-ness' of a roomate- from-hell's antics. How I survived almost 10-months, I'd never know.
I moved to stay in a single room. Housemates were friends with the same 'kepala' so we got along well. I became sort of a big sister in the house and we had wonderful time in that house. the BBQs, makan2, the leaks, locks and things that make the experience so memorable. The house may be small but it was rather comfy. Until the owner decided to raise the rent to RM600. Being students, how can we afford such ridiculous expense. So we moved two doors down to the 'UNICS Ministry House' which is partly funded by the Kuching Campus Ministry.
So at the subsidised rent of RM90 per month (per person), we moved to our new home. Complete with TV, fridge, cooking utensils and washing machine. Yay! I'm staying in a single room downstairs and the rest are on the first floor. My new room is much bigger than my last one.
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Yesterday i moved my things to the new room. Very tired and the dust really irritates my sinus. Last night I couldn't sleep at all since my nose is congested. *sigh* hopefully tonight going to be better. Today felt rather feverish :(
The first time was when I moved from the apartment to a single-storey terraced house due to cannot 'tahan-ness' of a roomate- from-hell's antics. How I survived almost 10-months, I'd never know.
I moved to stay in a single room. Housemates were friends with the same 'kepala' so we got along well. I became sort of a big sister in the house and we had wonderful time in that house. the BBQs, makan2, the leaks, locks and things that make the experience so memorable. The house may be small but it was rather comfy. Until the owner decided to raise the rent to RM600. Being students, how can we afford such ridiculous expense. So we moved two doors down to the 'UNICS Ministry House' which is partly funded by the Kuching Campus Ministry.
So at the subsidised rent of RM90 per month (per person), we moved to our new home. Complete with TV, fridge, cooking utensils and washing machine. Yay! I'm staying in a single room downstairs and the rest are on the first floor. My new room is much bigger than my last one.
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Yesterday i moved my things to the new room. Very tired and the dust really irritates my sinus. Last night I couldn't sleep at all since my nose is congested. *sigh* hopefully tonight going to be better. Today felt rather feverish :(
Friday, July 08, 2005
MINDLESS VIOLENCE
please pray for the victims of the London blasts...
source: BBC news
I'm at loss for words. There are no words to describe what I felt about this mindless violence. Innocent lives lost to the reckless actions of others. Families ripped apart in a blink of an eye. Dreams shattered, hopes dashed...
"O God, Bring rest and peace upon the victims. May there be solace and comfort to those who mourn. Faith to those who've lost their hope. And let the love and peace flow on the land. Amen."
source: BBC news
I'm at loss for words. There are no words to describe what I felt about this mindless violence. Innocent lives lost to the reckless actions of others. Families ripped apart in a blink of an eye. Dreams shattered, hopes dashed...
"O God, Bring rest and peace upon the victims. May there be solace and comfort to those who mourn. Faith to those who've lost their hope. And let the love and peace flow on the land. Amen."
Thursday, July 07, 2005
WHAT?WHAT?
Sorry folks. Been having lots of things to do lately. Yesterday had another bout of headpunching headache. Can't even move from bed until it was about noon. Blame it on the late nights.
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Then I finally siapkan the backlog of coding analysis but the results werecrapnot that good so might have to do again. Grrrrr...
4 pm, a good ol' friend, Adji (yes, the one of the Pil Chi Kit Teck Aun episode of tengok wayang) SMSed to ajak for a meet up at nearby Warung. He's going back to UPM the next day. Huahuahua... finally glad to see another friendgaining weight looking well. People attending; Pian + wife, me, adji, Alex & cousin.
had good laughs among other things:
'melakukan kesalahan trafik menunggang tanpa lesen, tanpa road tax, tak de insurans, bla bla bla'
(if you want to know what's so funny bout that, just ask me)
went back to my place, Adji wants to see some pics. We (adji, alex, cousin & I) had a borak session, then they watched VCD (Madagascar, damn funny). I low batt already (lack of sleep) so went to bed at 2 am.
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to wake up to that damn painful headache. it was so bad that I called in sick, miss my breakfast reunion with my breakfast gang. :( sorry guys
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yesterday picked up niece from the bus terminal. went to everise BDC to get some stuffs, makan at my favorite (Hiang Mon Low cafe) Bahkuteh stall. ~slurp!!!~ bought some durians
watched Naruto (cilaka, cousin got me hooked to this one as well. last time it was Kenshin. expect more time beingwasted utilized watching Naruto)
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Today, going to SGH for doctor's appointment.
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Then I finally siapkan the backlog of coding analysis but the results were
4 pm, a good ol' friend, Adji (yes, the one of the Pil Chi Kit Teck Aun episode of tengok wayang) SMSed to ajak for a meet up at nearby Warung. He's going back to UPM the next day. Huahuahua... finally glad to see another friend
had good laughs among other things:
'melakukan kesalahan trafik menunggang tanpa lesen, tanpa road tax, tak de insurans, bla bla bla'
(if you want to know what's so funny bout that, just ask me)
went back to my place, Adji wants to see some pics. We (adji, alex, cousin & I) had a borak session, then they watched VCD (Madagascar, damn funny). I low batt already (lack of sleep) so went to bed at 2 am.
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to wake up to that damn painful headache. it was so bad that I called in sick, miss my breakfast reunion with my breakfast gang. :( sorry guys
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yesterday picked up niece from the bus terminal. went to everise BDC to get some stuffs, makan at my favorite (Hiang Mon Low cafe) Bahkuteh stall. ~slurp!!!~ bought some durians
watched Naruto (cilaka, cousin got me hooked to this one as well. last time it was Kenshin. expect more time being
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Today, going to SGH for doctor's appointment.
Monday, July 04, 2005
WHIRLWIND
A busy day of sorts with some happenings during the weekend.
Weekend
Didn't go anywhere on Saturday. PC Fair in Kuching but too malas (did I ever told you that I'm scared of sesak and closed spaces? i didn't? well, now you know) to go. Decided to stay at home and do laundry instead. But that's beside the point here.
Anyway, since Alex is working in one of the booths in the fair, I asked him to purchase a printer for me. Canon Pixma iP1000 for RM160. Considered getting it since the ink is cheap (RM12 for original Canon black ink and RM20 for colour!). This is greatly a bonus point since i am going to have lots and lots of stuffs to print for my research paper.
So they also give me,
4R glossy photo paper
and a CD-R
as the freebies
Verdict: the print quality is good. very impressive for a home photo printer, the quality is just like 'cuci' kat kedai gambar.rather fast printing too. i guess it's gonna be worth it
then, last nite about 2 hours before they tutup pameran... they conduct an auction to sell the products. Same printer was sold for RM110 (@#%^#@!!!). Even a RM300 -something printer was sold for RM1++. not to say 256MB handy drives being sold for RM30-RM50
o_O
argh!!!
menyesal!!!!!!
TODAY
Busy settling some stuffs for my final semester registration. Many thanks to the Director of CCTC for his considerations and help.
now, back to work le... :)
Weekend
Didn't go anywhere on Saturday. PC Fair in Kuching but too malas (did I ever told you that I'm scared of sesak and closed spaces? i didn't? well, now you know) to go. Decided to stay at home and do laundry instead. But that's beside the point here.
Anyway, since Alex is working in one of the booths in the fair, I asked him to purchase a printer for me. Canon Pixma iP1000 for RM160. Considered getting it since the ink is cheap (RM12 for original Canon black ink and RM20 for colour!). This is greatly a bonus point since i am going to have lots and lots of stuffs to print for my research paper.
So they also give me,
4R glossy photo paper
and a CD-R
as the freebies
Verdict: the print quality is good. very impressive for a home photo printer, the quality is just like 'cuci' kat kedai gambar.rather fast printing too. i guess it's gonna be worth it
then, last nite about 2 hours before they tutup pameran... they conduct an auction to sell the products. Same printer was sold for RM110 (@#%^#@!!!). Even a RM300 -something printer was sold for RM1++. not to say 256MB handy drives being sold for RM30-RM50
o_O
argh!!!
menyesal!!!!!!
TODAY
Busy settling some stuffs for my final semester registration. Many thanks to the Director of CCTC for his considerations and help.
now, back to work le... :)
Thursday, June 30, 2005
I'VE BEEN TAGGED!
Grace tagged me (though I was doubtful where on earth would I have the time to answer this, but pssst! don't tell anyone ah, I managed to squeeze sometime in between doing tasks to answer this... Who's gonna be tagged next? read on to find out..Hahaha)
What is your first memory of baking/cooking on your own?
Main masak-masak/dango was when I was 3 or 4 with 2nd brother. hehehe... Real cooking, when I was 10 - masak nasi (not using automatic rice cooker, mind you!)
Who had the most influence on your cooking?
Mum lah, who else. But then most of the time I do my own experiment. Trial and error. Sedap tak sedap, my brothers sure sapu licin. Hahahaha...they jadi my guinea pigs. (If not, I execute merajuk.exe)
Do you have an old photo as “evidence” of an early exposure to the culinary world and would you like to share it?
Dunno. Must ask Dad since he took lots of photos of me. Mana tau kot2 ada. But washing dishes pic when I was 4 years old ada le.
Mageiricophobia - do you suffer from any cooking phobia, a dish that makes your palms sweat?
Uhhh... dunno la. But I dunno (don't want to) cook rebung/bamboo shoots. I cannot stand the smell. Yuck!
oh, wait wait wait.... I DEFINITELY CANNOT SEMBELIH CHICKEN. So damn scared & kesian the chicken.(Kelak ada aku menangis depan2 ayam ya)
What would be your most valued or used kitchen gadgets and/or what was the biggest let down?
Aahh.... kitchen knife la (plus the pots n pans lah). Dun have then how to cook?
Name some funny or weird food combinations/dishes you really like - and probably no one else!
Ripe banana mix with sambal belacan mix with rice. :)
(Grace - aku suka makan lusit/rusit juak. boleh la geng tok)
What are the three eatables or dishes you simply don’t want to live without?
Any question you missed in this meme, that you would have loved to answer? Well then, feel free to add one!
Some exotic foods that i've tried...
Jeng..jeng..jeng... I'm gonna tag:
What is your first memory of baking/cooking on your own?
Main masak-masak/dango was when I was 3 or 4 with 2nd brother. hehehe... Real cooking, when I was 10 - masak nasi (not using automatic rice cooker, mind you!)
Who had the most influence on your cooking?
Mum lah, who else. But then most of the time I do my own experiment. Trial and error. Sedap tak sedap, my brothers sure sapu licin. Hahahaha...they jadi my guinea pigs. (If not, I execute merajuk.exe)
Do you have an old photo as “evidence” of an early exposure to the culinary world and would you like to share it?
Dunno. Must ask Dad since he took lots of photos of me. Mana tau kot2 ada. But washing dishes pic when I was 4 years old ada le.
Mageiricophobia - do you suffer from any cooking phobia, a dish that makes your palms sweat?
Uhhh... dunno la. But I dunno (don't want to) cook rebung/bamboo shoots. I cannot stand the smell. Yuck!
oh, wait wait wait.... I DEFINITELY CANNOT SEMBELIH CHICKEN. So damn scared & kesian the chicken.(Kelak ada aku menangis depan2 ayam ya)
What would be your most valued or used kitchen gadgets and/or what was the biggest let down?
Aahh.... kitchen knife la (plus the pots n pans lah). Dun have then how to cook?
Name some funny or weird food combinations/dishes you really like - and probably no one else!
Ripe banana mix with sambal belacan mix with rice. :)
(Grace - aku suka makan lusit/rusit juak. boleh la geng tok)
What are the three eatables or dishes you simply don’t want to live without?
- Fish (freshwater is the best - e.g: ikan semah, jelawat etc)
- Meat - Chicken and *ahem*
- Veggie la (used to hate eating veggies when I was a kid. My dad say that last time my veggies got tulang since I always gag when I makan veggie)
Any question you missed in this meme, that you would have loved to answer? Well then, feel free to add one!
- I will never eat - the meat of: phyton, dog, empeliau (dunno what its called in BM or English), enturun (same case), bear
- My favorite dish(es) that I love to cook : My mean chicken curry and ayam kukus :)
- Currently I'm craving to eat - pama (frog) and spaghetti
Some exotic foods that i've tried...
- pangolin (tenggiling) - Mum told me last time they gave me raw cogealed pangolin blood to eat. apparently, I liked it very much then. But now...eeewwwww. I told mum, how could you give me something like that and raw some more. Actually, they gave it to me because it is believed that it is good for my health (I was one real sick kid then)
- kesa (red ants & eggs) -- don't remember the taste. I was too small then.
- Pama (frog) - I'm loving it :) good for health & skin also la
- Entambah ( a species of bat) -- ok. quite good.
- Tindoh (sago worm) -- Yummy-licious :)
- kasam babi -- need I say more?
- kasam ikan
- biji getah -- grace, this is tastier than kepayang when added to kasam :)
- terrapin & turtles -- mmmm... nice :)
- babi kampong/wildboar -- wins anytime :)
- jellyfish -- very nice when eaten with lime n chilli
- ikan mudik -- semah, kolong, empurau, etc. Sadly can get in Kapit only. Nasib baik husband org Kapit. Hahaha
- Monkey (forgot what type la)
- pelanduk
- rusa -- didn't really eat this one since mum cannot tahan the smell. She'll mabuk if the meat is brought into the house. So, don't really eat lah.
- Bayak/biawak (monitor lizard) -- this one's sedap :)
- snake (belawai) -- ok ok la
- Umai ikan -- Woohoo!!! I love it
Jeng..jeng..jeng... I'm gonna tag:
- Low E - want to know what culinary adventures he's had :)
- Carneyz - Bintulu lass currently fighting in a corporate jungle in JB :)
- Junaidix - Pandei sik member ku tok masak oh?
- Kimmy Wang - Want to know Sabah's exotic food
- Anyone else who's interested to do this :)
Wednesday, June 29, 2005
NESCAFE OVERDOSE
I SWEAR I WILL NEVER AGAIN DRINK TWO MUGS OF NESCAFE IN ONE NIGHT
cos I'll end up being awake until it was 5 bl**dy a.m. and I'm gonna be working in the day. argh!!!
10 pm : doing some work
11 pm : still doing work
12 am: doing work but thinking "hmm... i should be sleeping"
1 am : lying in bed staring at the ceiling but eyes wide open
2 am : Got up to do work
3 am(!) : still no sign of sleepy eyes
4 am(!) : decided to lie down and force self to sleep
5 am($%^#%^!!) : %^&^&(%#@$^*^%T!!!
Woke up at 7 am (reluctantly) and dragged my sorry ass to shower and off to work (after having nescafe fix again)
mental note: drink ONE if I really have to tonight :(
cos I'll end up being awake until it was 5 bl**dy a.m. and I'm gonna be working in the day. argh!!!
10 pm : doing some work
11 pm : still doing work
12 am: doing work but thinking "hmm... i should be sleeping"
1 am : lying in bed staring at the ceiling but eyes wide open
2 am : Got up to do work
3 am(!) : still no sign of sleepy eyes
4 am(!) : decided to lie down and force self to sleep
5 am($%^#%^!!) : %^&^&(%#@$^*^%T!!!
Woke up at 7 am (reluctantly) and dragged my sorry ass to shower and off to work (after having nescafe fix again)
mental note: drink ONE if I really have to tonight :(
TO DO LIST
Currently my to do list looks somekinda like this
- literature review
- literature review
- literature review
- literature review
- literature review
- and, uh yeah, cohen still due (boss already 'peramah' ask progress)
- but before that i need to tweak the coding table first...
- see ENT (that's next week)
Monday, June 27, 2005
taptaptaptaptaptaptaptap.....
*THUMP* ~head lands on desk, looks leftandright, thinks "uh, why bother"
sorry.i'm having a headache, itsthattimeofthemonth, dunnowhattosay
come again later
p/s: I felt like Marvin (manic depressive Paranoid Android) from The Hitchiker's Guide to the Galaxy
*THUMP* ~head lands on desk, looks leftandright, thinks "uh, why bother"
sorry.i'm having a headache, itsthattimeofthemonth, dunnowhattosay
come again later
p/s: I felt like Marvin (manic depressive Paranoid Android) from The Hitchiker's Guide to the Galaxy
Friday, June 24, 2005
After 5 years, migraine decided to pay a visit.
I tarik balik what I said yesterday about sleeping at the unthinkable hour of 9pm. it's not as bad as waking up at 1 am with the feeling that someone is lovingly chipping my skull with a spike. pain? it is by far much much worse than pain that i couldn't find the exact description for it yet.
everything's blur, disoriented and it hurts as hell [credits to Low E for image]
imagine feeling as if your right eye is being squeezed out of its socket and the throbbing pain, whoa, let's not go there. every movement brings me to greater heights of agony. swallowed painkillers to bring relief but the minutes seems to crawl by ever so slowly. i cried. yes, i did. though crying doesn't really help but to release the frustrations of being helpless. i prayed. i hit my fist against my head. trying anything, anything that might ease the pain.
finally i slept. not the deep, restful sleep that i craved... but at least it provides brief respite from the agony.
went in late for work today. slept until 9 am when there's only minimal throbbings in my head.
i think my brain's fried by that horrible episode of migraine.
everything's blur, disoriented and it hurts as hell [credits to Low E for image]
imagine feeling as if your right eye is being squeezed out of its socket and the throbbing pain, whoa, let's not go there. every movement brings me to greater heights of agony. swallowed painkillers to bring relief but the minutes seems to crawl by ever so slowly. i cried. yes, i did. though crying doesn't really help but to release the frustrations of being helpless. i prayed. i hit my fist against my head. trying anything, anything that might ease the pain.
finally i slept. not the deep, restful sleep that i craved... but at least it provides brief respite from the agony.
went in late for work today. slept until 9 am when there's only minimal throbbings in my head.
i think my brain's fried by that horrible episode of migraine.
Thursday, June 23, 2005
THE DAY AFTER YESTERDAY
Ahhh... *cautiously opening mouth not so wide wide*
had my 10-hours sleep last nite. was in agonizing pain until my housemate went and buy Voren Plus Gel for me. rub the cool gel on jaw to ease the pain. before it hurts when i walk, it hurts when i turn in bed, it even hurts, well, all the time lah. even the painkiller was not working. thanks to voren plus gel, finally can sleep at the unthinkable hour of 9 pm. with the lights on until about midnight when i woke up and switched off the lights. and sleep again.
and the pain was gone until 10 minutes ago when the little throbbing sensations starts again. time to rub gel again...
had my 10-hours sleep last nite. was in agonizing pain until my housemate went and buy Voren Plus Gel for me. rub the cool gel on jaw to ease the pain. before it hurts when i walk, it hurts when i turn in bed, it even hurts, well, all the time lah. even the painkiller was not working. thanks to voren plus gel, finally can sleep at the unthinkable hour of 9 pm. with the lights on until about midnight when i woke up and switched off the lights. and sleep again.
and the pain was gone until 10 minutes ago when the little throbbing sensations starts again. time to rub gel again...
Wednesday, June 22, 2005
BLOWING NOSE - a possible hazard to health!
I didn't know this until I had to see the Doctor.
Rewind to last week. me feeling miserable and unable to resist the temptation to expel mucus from my sinus cavity decided to do what mothers always tell their kids to do when they have the cold.
yes. I blew my nose.
so hard that there a loud POP sound in my right ear. pain. felt like my gegendang telinga pecah already. after a while the pain went away.
but (there's always a but la), then i started to have pain located at my jaw area when i 'tarik' the mucus (yes, i know it sounds disgusting). and there this 'click' sound in my right jaw when i tarik it sideways.
and then it turns nasty. imagine sakit gigi multiplied by the hundreds. yes, it was that bad. only this time it not gigi pain, it's jaw pain...
went to see the doctor (two weeks in a row go see her. the frequency that i went to see her surpasses the times i went to see my friends.yes, it was that frequent). the diagnosis : minor dislocation of the jaw. the Doctor asked me, "why lah u always have funny2 things happen to you? You know u got sinus problem so must take care la."
again i have to makan ubat. Yark!!!!
MORAL OF THE STORY: mummies, don't make your kids blow their nose. it's dangerous. you've been warned.
Rewind to last week. me feeling miserable and unable to resist the temptation to expel mucus from my sinus cavity decided to do what mothers always tell their kids to do when they have the cold.
yes. I blew my nose.
so hard that there a loud POP sound in my right ear. pain. felt like my gegendang telinga pecah already. after a while the pain went away.
but (there's always a but la), then i started to have pain located at my jaw area when i 'tarik' the mucus (yes, i know it sounds disgusting). and there this 'click' sound in my right jaw when i tarik it sideways.
and then it turns nasty. imagine sakit gigi multiplied by the hundreds. yes, it was that bad. only this time it not gigi pain, it's jaw pain...
went to see the doctor (two weeks in a row go see her. the frequency that i went to see her surpasses the times i went to see my friends.yes, it was that frequent). the diagnosis : minor dislocation of the jaw. the Doctor asked me, "why lah u always have funny2 things happen to you? You know u got sinus problem so must take care la."
again i have to makan ubat. Yark!!!!
MORAL OF THE STORY: mummies, don't make your kids blow their nose. it's dangerous. you've been warned.
PARENTHOOD :)
Oh ya, Congratulations to Sarini, a dear friend from matric days, and her husband on the birth of their daughter, Tengku Hana Haziqah last Thursday.
Welcome to the joys of parenthood :)
(as if i dah ada anak..hahahha)
HAPPENINGS, FATHER'S DAY, NEWS & DECISIONS
Just came back yesterday.
The Trip
Arrived at Saratok and went back to Bintangor the next day [Fred & Grace: I did pass your house and I think I know which it is... but heheh, no guts to horn la.anyway, my cousin just whiz past it so fast also]. The bus trip as usual la, nothing interesting just that we stopped to help another bus rosak on our way. Anyway, I slept most of the time also.
Father's Day
Actually quite embarassing since I wished Dad Happy Father's Day a week earlier than supposed to. Guess my memory got a bit haywire then. Sis called me on Sunday, asking me to buy a cake for Dad.
Bought a cake in Saratok and actually rather regretted it since I can get a better cake in Bintangor for the price that I paid in Saratok. So that evening, we had a small party to celebrate Father's Day. Dad and Ika Ila (my cousin's husband) cut the cake since they were the fathers. Too bad eldest and 2nd brother werent there to celebrate as well as my sister's husband. After makan2 cake, we had a wonderful dinner courtesy of my nieces... :)
The Cake
the Dads
News & Decisions
Mum broke the news to me over the weekend. They decided not to tell me through the phone because they don't want to cause any undue stress. Mum's going to have an operation in Hospital Sibu to remove THREE growths in her colon. What makes me angry is that the growth was not detected earlier even when my mother frequently complains about having stomachaches. They (the Hospital people) just prescribed her with some Buscopans. All this makes me lose even more faith in the medical care given by Govt hospitals.
So on 4th of August Mum is admitted into the hospital and on the 5th she's going to have the operation. I'll be returning back to Bintangor on the end of July. Which means, I will be doing my research long-distance and coming up to Kch to meet my supervisor every month.
After the operation Mum will need plenty of rest and I will be taking care of the household. Dad's also having health problem. He's recently diagnosed as having Gout and this requires extra care in his daily diet and knowing Dad, I know he couldn't resist making exceptions to the rules.
Which means, I will be the Diet police for Dad la...hehehe
Making the decision to come back home and doing research long distance was made after careful deliberations . So coming back means I will rely on the slow Dial up connection and sacrificing the broadband connections (hmm...maybe i should get streamyx then) to do my research (and blogging). So friends, this means that I will be online only on certain times of the day. I will be commuting every month to Kch to meet my supervisor for developments of my research. But decisions have been made, responsibilities must be carried..
Dad & Mum
other stuffs
returned yesterday to Kch using express boat. Have to move seats from the back to far far front since there were 3 noisy aunties (ah so) chatting so loud that I just couldn't concentrate on my book or to sleep.
I so want to strangle the noisy aunties
Salem's getting bigger. So surprised to see him growing so fast when I last saw him only two weeks ago. Rolly Polly Salem so manja and kuat makan. And to think that he used to be the size of my palm
Salem: "What u lookin at?"
Salem (1-week old) & Me
The Trip
Arrived at Saratok and went back to Bintangor the next day [Fred & Grace: I did pass your house and I think I know which it is... but heheh, no guts to horn la.anyway, my cousin just whiz past it so fast also]. The bus trip as usual la, nothing interesting just that we stopped to help another bus rosak on our way. Anyway, I slept most of the time also.
Father's Day
Actually quite embarassing since I wished Dad Happy Father's Day a week earlier than supposed to. Guess my memory got a bit haywire then. Sis called me on Sunday, asking me to buy a cake for Dad.
Bought a cake in Saratok and actually rather regretted it since I can get a better cake in Bintangor for the price that I paid in Saratok. So that evening, we had a small party to celebrate Father's Day. Dad and Ika Ila (my cousin's husband) cut the cake since they were the fathers. Too bad eldest and 2nd brother werent there to celebrate as well as my sister's husband. After makan2 cake, we had a wonderful dinner courtesy of my nieces... :)
The Cake
the Dads
News & Decisions
Mum broke the news to me over the weekend. They decided not to tell me through the phone because they don't want to cause any undue stress. Mum's going to have an operation in Hospital Sibu to remove THREE growths in her colon. What makes me angry is that the growth was not detected earlier even when my mother frequently complains about having stomachaches. They (the Hospital people) just prescribed her with some Buscopans. All this makes me lose even more faith in the medical care given by Govt hospitals.
So on 4th of August Mum is admitted into the hospital and on the 5th she's going to have the operation. I'll be returning back to Bintangor on the end of July. Which means, I will be doing my research long-distance and coming up to Kch to meet my supervisor every month.
After the operation Mum will need plenty of rest and I will be taking care of the household. Dad's also having health problem. He's recently diagnosed as having Gout and this requires extra care in his daily diet and knowing Dad, I know he couldn't resist making exceptions to the rules.
Which means, I will be the Diet police for Dad la...hehehe
Making the decision to come back home and doing research long distance was made after careful deliberations . So coming back means I will rely on the slow Dial up connection and sacrificing the broadband connections (hmm...maybe i should get streamyx then) to do my research (and blogging). So friends, this means that I will be online only on certain times of the day. I will be commuting every month to Kch to meet my supervisor for developments of my research. But decisions have been made, responsibilities must be carried..
Dad & Mum
other stuffs
returned yesterday to Kch using express boat. Have to move seats from the back to far far front since there were 3 noisy aunties (ah so) chatting so loud that I just couldn't concentrate on my book or to sleep.
I so want to strangle the noisy aunties
Salem's getting bigger. So surprised to see him growing so fast when I last saw him only two weeks ago. Rolly Polly Salem so manja and kuat makan. And to think that he used to be the size of my palm
Salem: "What u lookin at?"
Salem (1-week old) & Me
Thursday, June 16, 2005
I FELT LIKE SHOOTING SOMEONE!!!
uh huh... i'm not kidding you
i spent 3 d*mn weeks (okay okay maybe 2 weeks only. the other one week spent solely for Gawai but still..) trying to figure out what went wrong with my codes and trying to re-code it again while almost bursting my cranium.
until last night
when i compared my coding results with the other rater
and i found out
that it was HER MISTAKE all along... ARGH!!!!!!! (mistake in entering data results in data being added TWICE! no wonder her value 2 kali ganda from mine)
muttering under my breath next time don't simply assume that it's my mistake in the coding. Bos did not hire me if I'm intellectually challenged
and to think that i could've used those time to do my research proposal which i've procrastinated for TOO LOOOOOOOONG...
Oooohhh... I'm gonna have a blast 'tiu'ing both of them...
grrrrrr................
i spent 3 d*mn weeks (okay okay maybe 2 weeks only. the other one week spent solely for Gawai but still..) trying to figure out what went wrong with my codes and trying to re-code it again while almost bursting my cranium.
until last night
when i compared my coding results with the other rater
and i found out
that it was HER MISTAKE all along... ARGH!!!!!!! (mistake in entering data results in data being added TWICE! no wonder her value 2 kali ganda from mine)
muttering under my breath next time don't simply assume that it's my mistake in the coding. Bos did not hire me if I'm intellectually challenged
and to think that i could've used those time to do my research proposal which i've procrastinated for TOO LOOOOOOOONG...
Oooohhh... I'm gonna have a blast 'tiu'ing both of them...
grrrrrr................
Tuesday, June 14, 2005
A GOOD SON
Yesterday went to the SGH to visit Khong & his mom.
What I saw brings a whole new meaning to the word filial piety.
What I saw was...
a son who refused to be admitted into hospital to treat his fractured shoulder because he wants to take care of his ill mother.
a son who spent the last 32 days in hospital caring for the mother
a son who lost weight caring for his mother yet did not for a second, regret caring for her
a son who loved his mother very much
a son who still managed to make his mother smile and laugh and keep her spirits high
a son who still smiles despite the curveball life has thrown his way
and I really admire aunty Wasling. Despite undergoing radiotherapy everyday and becoming weak that she couldn't walk, she still has that twinkle in her eyes and that smile in her voice.
Spent the time chatting with both Khong & aunty. aunty & I teased (kutuk) Knong non-stop just like in better times. For a moment we forgot where we are and what situation we are in.
Hmmm... A strong woman like aunty Wasling deserves a loyal and good son like Khong. Get well soon aunty...
What I saw brings a whole new meaning to the word filial piety.
What I saw was...
a son who refused to be admitted into hospital to treat his fractured shoulder because he wants to take care of his ill mother.
a son who spent the last 32 days in hospital caring for the mother
a son who lost weight caring for his mother yet did not for a second, regret caring for her
a son who loved his mother very much
a son who still managed to make his mother smile and laugh and keep her spirits high
a son who still smiles despite the curveball life has thrown his way
and I really admire aunty Wasling. Despite undergoing radiotherapy everyday and becoming weak that she couldn't walk, she still has that twinkle in her eyes and that smile in her voice.
Spent the time chatting with both Khong & aunty. aunty & I teased (kutuk) Knong non-stop just like in better times. For a moment we forgot where we are and what situation we are in.
Hmmm... A strong woman like aunty Wasling deserves a loyal and good son like Khong. Get well soon aunty...
Monday, June 13, 2005
How would u react when
...u just found out that your dearest friend was in an accident a month ago yesterday?
...he suffered a broken shoulder?
...he's in the same city as u for the past month without u knowing it?
...he's in the hospital everyday for the past month? taking care of his mother whose undergoing radiotherapy for treating cancer?
I'm speechless and numb. I don't know how to react.
Khong is my godbrother and we're very close. He is one dear dear friend who will call me and talk to me for hours if there anything wrong. He'll share his problems with me and mine with him. He's the kind of friend that will listen patiently while you wail your heartache on the phone for hours...He was there for me for both good times and bad times...
I've met Khong's mom before and she is one cheerful and nice woman. Taking care of four sons she'd done well.
Forgive me.I'm not questioning fate, but why such things happen to good people? Why test them to the very limit of their being?Why test every ounce of strength that they possess?
I will visit Khong & Aunty tonight.
Pls pray for their recovery. Thanks
...u just found out that your dearest friend was in an accident a month ago yesterday?
...he suffered a broken shoulder?
...he's in the same city as u for the past month without u knowing it?
...he's in the hospital everyday for the past month? taking care of his mother whose undergoing radiotherapy for treating cancer?
I'm speechless and numb. I don't know how to react.
Khong is my godbrother and we're very close. He is one dear dear friend who will call me and talk to me for hours if there anything wrong. He'll share his problems with me and mine with him. He's the kind of friend that will listen patiently while you wail your heartache on the phone for hours...He was there for me for both good times and bad times...
I've met Khong's mom before and she is one cheerful and nice woman. Taking care of four sons she'd done well.
Forgive me.I'm not questioning fate, but why such things happen to good people? Why test them to the very limit of their being?Why test every ounce of strength that they possess?
I will visit Khong & Aunty tonight.
Pls pray for their recovery. Thanks
Thursday, June 09, 2005
MyVi vs Savvy
Savvy
MyVi
Hmmm...Am contemplating with B bout which is better. With the release of two models by rival automakers Perodua & Proton, B & I am having serious considerations to do and which is better suited for our needs (and, ahem, budgets).
B wants a Gen 2 but I prefer something more compact since I am (almost) hopeless when it comes to parking a full length car. also no-no to big 4WDs since I am hopelessly 'gayat' driving it :(
I want a Kelisa since I am used to driving one back home but B said it's too small for our *ahem* future use and to 'angkut' stuffs everytime we travel back to kampung.
Solution: look for a compact car but with more available space
MyVi vs Savvy
But IMHO, I prefer MyVi. It looks more 'clean' and aesthetically pleasing than Savvy with its bulky and err, lumpy looks. Pricewise, Savvy 1.2L cost around RM42K (a fren in Penang told me this, price in Kch, I dunno maybe around RM45K) and MyVi 1.0L cost around RM43K in Kch.
The tech specs for Myvi is as below
Sorry but I havent managed to get the tech specs for Savvy. Guess proton website is flooded by visitor taking a peek at Savvy.
For me, I prefer MyVi. B, i dunno. Have to go window shopping for car later... thehehe
Extra: More on MyVi
Wednesday, May 25, 2005
The Keys to Your Heart |
You are attracted to good manners and elegance. |
In love, you feel the most alive when your lover is creative and never lets you feel bored. |
You'd like to your lover to think you are stylish and alluring. |
You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please. |
Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with. |
Your risk of cheating is zero. You care about society and morality. You would never break a commitment. |
You think of marriage something you've always wanted... though you haven't really thought about it. |
In this moment, you think of love as something you can get or discard anytime. You're feeling self centered. |
What Are The Keys To Your Heart?
Your Birthdate: December 29 |
Your birthday on the 29th adds a tone of idealism to your nature. You are imaginative and creative, but rather uncomfortable in the business world. You are very aware and sensitive, with outstanding intuitive skills and analytical abilities. The 29 reduces to 11, one of the master numbers which often produces much nervous tension. This is the birthday of the dreamer rather than the doer. You do, however, work very well with people. |
Saturday, May 14, 2005
REFLECTIONS
Am seriously thinking of this last night during class and I can't believe that I actuall felt that. I actually miss the lectures given by the Dean (tD). Now lectures by tD is not actually what my class eagerly anticipates. She loves to keep us on the edge of our seats, always ready with an argument to argue with her points. aiyo, panas b*ntut inside her class. We used to moan about having her class most of the time.
But now...
After 2 semesters without her class...
We actually missed the agony, anticipation, the cruel twisting in our stomachs.
That, and the fact that the lecturers presently lecturing us SUCKS. not ALL of them, thank God for that... but MOST sucks.
Even though tD's 3-hour lecture will raise our stress level manifold, I like it for the fact that she ACTUALLY listens & respects our point of view even though it may clash with hers. She gave us freedom to argue our point of view (sell our ideas to her) no matter how different it may be from hers. Now that's what I call an awesome lecturer.
Funny how I used to dread her class.
But then again, hindsight is ALWAYS 20/20.
But now...
After 2 semesters without her class...
We actually missed the agony, anticipation, the cruel twisting in our stomachs.
That, and the fact that the lecturers presently lecturing us SUCKS. not ALL of them, thank God for that... but MOST sucks.
Even though tD's 3-hour lecture will raise our stress level manifold, I like it for the fact that she ACTUALLY listens & respects our point of view even though it may clash with hers. She gave us freedom to argue our point of view (sell our ideas to her) no matter how different it may be from hers. Now that's what I call an awesome lecturer.
Funny how I used to dread her class.
But then again, hindsight is ALWAYS 20/20.
Thursday, May 05, 2005
Saturday, April 23, 2005
Pathetic Excuse for Violence
I can't stand it when people hit animals just for the sake of letting off some steam. As a (supposedly) young adult, that should not be let to happen. Hell, if you think that your life is stressful, welcome to the land of the real living. Who's not stressed? Compared to your (pathetic) excuse of being stressful (last minute trying to finish that scrap of s**t you call your thesis because you spent the past months having fun), try to live mine (juggling between work, deadlines, classes, assignments, projects, starting my post graduate research proposal). Now you tell me, what good excuse do you have to belasah the puppies? Just because they ruin your shoelaces? Hell, I'll go and buy u a kontena of shoelaces if that's what u wanted! But please, no violence against animal in front of me. And not, especially not against my puppy. And to think that the second you stopped hitting the puppies you just smile and ask how my day was! I could just strangle and do mankind a favor by extinguishing that pathetic life of yours.
Any respect I might have for you was gone. You don't even deserve my respect.
and one day... one day you will feel what I felt when someone decide that they are stressful and let it out by hitting your dearest...
then you'll know
Any respect I might have for you was gone. You don't even deserve my respect.
and one day... one day you will feel what I felt when someone decide that they are stressful and let it out by hitting your dearest...
then you'll know
Wednesday, April 20, 2005
VIVA IL PAPA!
White smoke rises from the chimney atop the Sistine Chapel, indicating the 115 cardinals have reached a decision.
The bells ring after several suspenseful minutes, prompting the crowd to cheer.
A jubilant crowd claps and waves flags after seeing the white smoke rise over Vatican City and hearing the bells ring.
Curtains drape the balcony window above St. Peter's Square, from which the new pope will be announced.
Cardinal Jorge Arturo Medina Estevez of Chile made the announcement to a cheering crowd in St. Peter's Square.
Pope Benedict XVI greets the crowd at St. Peter’s Square on Tuesday after being elected the 265th pontiff.
source: CNN
Tuesday, April 19, 2005
From Tareh's blog. (he's an alumni of the uni)
is it advisable to wear sumthin this daring when u have sumthin' alive and growing on yer back?
hahahahaha!!!!!!! Belakang ber'fungus' pun tak sedar ke?
is it advisable to wear sumthin this daring when u have sumthin' alive and growing on yer back?
hahahahaha!!!!!!! Belakang ber'fungus' pun tak sedar ke?
SMS from a friend
ichou:
Been harrassed by a junior in uni, let's just call him Dick, cos that's what he exactly is. A dick, with a capital D. Before I go to thejuicy details, let me introduce Dick.
Name : Dick
Age : 23 (??)
Course: Engineering
Year : Final (dah habis dah pun)
Hometown: Central Sarawak
Now Dick's a self-confessed casanova. But like Johnny Bravo (an analogy my cousin made of Dick), he's damn unlucky. He got the looks, height, and whatnot. But why? Cos he's too godamn sure that women (read: girls) worship the ground that he steps upon. Bleech... Lots of friends have complained about his behavior. Yes, he can flirt but at least flirt tastefully. Not by being a leech with his hands all over the girl.
What did he do to deserve being mentioned here, in Anakapai's eyes???
He made the stoooopid mistake of ever trying to mess with me. I met him when we're in retreat at Mt. Singai. I thought that he's just a normal (read: doesn't assume that every female that speaks to him are wild & horny with passion for him), so i befriended him. How was I to know that this kid's a psycho??? Ingatkan macam Galah, SUT, Tintin... now those guys are great to hang out with.
Only after being warned by one of my close friend, ichou, that I knew what I just got into. I just got on HIS (the dick)'s list. Yearrrkkk!!!!! wtf??? Gah! I'm old enough to be his big sister for goodness sake. so I made the decision to keep my distance, this is a mess that I least wanted to be in cos I already had BIG enough problem with Beavis and Butthead. I thought I was safe.
Wrong.
New Year Eve Party. Tried to be all cozy, cuddly with me. In defence, I used acerbic tongue attack. Hah! serves him right. But i guess it was not that effective since I was down with flu at that time.
but there's Peace...
...until last week.
Dick made the mistake of touching and rubbing my middle torso. Hell, none of my friends dared to touch any part of my anatomy above my knee and below my shoulders, but that dick decided to push his luck and now he's very persona non grata with me.
He deserves a BIG SLAP. yes. but for the sake of SUT who invited me to go swimming, and Biggie, i decided that SLAPPING him is too good for him.
So I told him calmly (uh-oh, this is a very bad sign. it meant that i am bl**dy pissed off and i could bite one's head off), that i found him kuang hajor, no social manners and told him never2 to attempt that again lest he wants me to kick his ass and ichou (and more friends who've had enough of his antics) will gladly volunteer to join in the fun=)
So i complained to ichou who's in KK and, yes, the SMS kat atas tu is ichou's reaction. (ichou hates Dick unconditionally). Gee, thanks ichou
[names have been changed to protect privacy]
ichou:
"bgtau p****ak tu dia buat hal sama ko i'll board the first flight to kch and give him a can of whoop-*ss!" (tell the sh*t that if he bothers u i'll board the first flight to kch and ...(err...u get the idea la)!)
***To understand the content of SMS, pls continue reading. Warning! It's a long one
Been harrassed by a junior in uni, let's just call him Dick, cos that's what he exactly is. A dick, with a capital D. Before I go to the
Name : Dick
Age : 23 (??)
Course: Engineering
Year : Final (dah habis dah pun)
Hometown: Central Sarawak
Now Dick's a self-confessed casanova. But like Johnny Bravo (an analogy my cousin made of Dick), he's damn unlucky. He got the looks, height, and whatnot. But why? Cos he's too godamn sure that women (read: girls) worship the ground that he steps upon. Bleech... Lots of friends have complained about his behavior. Yes, he can flirt but at least flirt tastefully. Not by being a leech with his hands all over the girl.
What did he do to deserve being mentioned here, in Anakapai's eyes???
He made the stoooopid mistake of ever trying to mess with me. I met him when we're in retreat at Mt. Singai. I thought that he's just a normal (read: doesn't assume that every female that speaks to him are wild & horny with passion for him), so i befriended him. How was I to know that this kid's a psycho??? Ingatkan macam Galah, SUT, Tintin... now those guys are great to hang out with.
Only after being warned by one of my close friend, ichou, that I knew what I just got into. I just got on HIS (the dick)'s list. Yearrrkkk!!!!! wtf??? Gah! I'm old enough to be his big sister for goodness sake. so I made the decision to keep my distance, this is a mess that I least wanted to be in cos I already had BIG enough problem with Beavis and Butthead. I thought I was safe.
Wrong.
New Year Eve Party. Tried to be all cozy, cuddly with me. In defence, I used acerbic tongue attack. Hah! serves him right. But i guess it was not that effective since I was down with flu at that time.
but there's Peace...
...until last week.
Dick made the mistake of touching and rubbing my middle torso. Hell, none of my friends dared to touch any part of my anatomy above my knee and below my shoulders, but that dick decided to push his luck and now he's very persona non grata with me.
He deserves a BIG SLAP. yes. but for the sake of SUT who invited me to go swimming, and Biggie, i decided that SLAPPING him is too good for him.
So I told him calmly (uh-oh, this is a very bad sign. it meant that i am bl**dy pissed off and i could bite one's head off), that i found him kuang hajor, no social manners and told him never2 to attempt that again lest he wants me to kick his ass and ichou (and more friends who've had enough of his antics) will gladly volunteer to join in the fun=)
So i complained to ichou who's in KK and, yes, the SMS kat atas tu is ichou's reaction. (ichou hates Dick unconditionally). Gee, thanks ichou
[names have been changed to protect privacy]
Friday, April 15, 2005
PICS
What the???? Heheheh... Cool eh?
got this from Jun
What's the picture saying to you?
from cowboycaleb
Breathtaking beautiful scenery pics. Credits to Glen
(Got awesome pics and illustrations! go!go!go!)
Thursday, April 14, 2005
Interesting Quote of the Day...
... "Chaos. Panic. Disorder. My work here is done."
Wooohhooo... interesting o_O
Wooohhooo... interesting o_O
Photograph & Dreams
Got this pic from Low E's photobucket and I really like it. I don't like lightning or thunderstorm in real life, but the pictures (thunderstorms or lightning or even storm cloud formations) are breathtakingly beautiful. There's just something in it. How a breathtaking scenery such as the pic above could literally 'take your breath away'. Now that's what I call lethal beauty.
Studying photography is a dream of mine. Something that I had to put on hold since ya lah, need to get (1) 'education' and get a (2)
Wednesday, April 13, 2005
Been plagued by the bug that leaves me feeling lethargic and slightly feverish. maybe it's the weather or the fact that my water intake was significantly low for the past weeks.
...and that's why i haven't posted in a while...
...and myblogging working hours is getting shorter (i came in at 9 am instead of 8 am)...
i'll try to come up with abrilliant,mind stimulating decent post soon...i hope
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You,
I'm missing you so much
...and that's why i haven't posted in a while...
...and my
i'll try to come up with a
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You,
I'm missing you so much
Saturday, April 09, 2005
Cinderella (Tata Young)
Album: I Believe
When I was just a little girl
My momma used to tuck me into bed and she reads me a story
It always was about a Princess in distress
And how a guy would save her and end up with the glory
I'd lie in bed and think about the person that I wanted to be
Then one day I realized the fairy tale life wasn't for me
[Chorus]
I don't wanna be like Cinderella
Sittin' in a dark old dusty cellar
Waiting for somebody, to come and set me free
I don't wanna be like Snow White waiting
For a handsome prince to come and save me
On a horse of white, unless we're riding side by side
Don't want to depend on no-one else
I'd rather rescue myself
Someday I'm gonna find someone who wants my soul, heart and mind
Who's not afraid to show that he loves me
Somebody who will understand I'm happy just the way I am
Don't need nobody taking care of me
I will be there for him just as strong as he, will be there for me
When I give myself then it has got to be, an equal thing
[Chorus]
I can slay, my own dragon
I can dream, my own dreams
My knight in shining armour is me
So I'm gonna set me free
[Chorus]
... credits to Sunflower for this beautiful lyric
Album: I Believe
When I was just a little girl
My momma used to tuck me into bed and she reads me a story
It always was about a Princess in distress
And how a guy would save her and end up with the glory
I'd lie in bed and think about the person that I wanted to be
Then one day I realized the fairy tale life wasn't for me
[Chorus]
I don't wanna be like Cinderella
Sittin' in a dark old dusty cellar
Waiting for somebody, to come and set me free
I don't wanna be like Snow White waiting
For a handsome prince to come and save me
On a horse of white, unless we're riding side by side
Don't want to depend on no-one else
I'd rather rescue myself
Someday I'm gonna find someone who wants my soul, heart and mind
Who's not afraid to show that he loves me
Somebody who will understand I'm happy just the way I am
Don't need nobody taking care of me
I will be there for him just as strong as he, will be there for me
When I give myself then it has got to be, an equal thing
[Chorus]
I can slay, my own dragon
I can dream, my own dreams
My knight in shining armour is me
So I'm gonna set me free
[Chorus]
... credits to Sunflower for this beautiful lyric
Thursday, March 31, 2005
Oooohhh... I just gotta say something about this.
MPs debate merits of 'Sepet' .Last week it was about the LRT ad (also directed by the same director as "Sepet" and the same person behind those beautiful Petronas ads that we see every festive seasons).
Sepet opened to packed cinemas in Malaysia last month and received rave reviews in the local media for its sensitive portrayal of a romance between a Malay girl and Chinese boy. The multi-lingual script was described as a true reflection of how Malaysians speak.
Sepet, an award-winning inter-racial lovestory directed by Yasmin Ahmad, was described as "nothing great" and a movie which "did not reflect the national identity". In debating the royal address, Datuk Dr Wan Hashim Wan Teh (BN-Gerik) said "rojak language" was used in the movie which also contained two unsuitable scenes - one bedroom scene, and another showing a man in his underwear."I have seen the movie and feel it does not reflect our national identity," he said.
"Praiseworthy films are those which spur a sense of patriotism like Paloh and Embun, and those which promote Malaysian culture.
What??!!! It doesn't reflect our national identity?rojak languages? Haha...Yeah, right Datuk-datuks. All of us, even the makcik in the pasar speaks with perfect bahasa Melayu Baku (so that we sound so very like the dialogues in Embun) or maybe even perfect English. I think Datuk-datuks should take a walk in the pasar and really open their eyes and ears. What you hear and see there is the MALAYSIA Datuk-datuks, not the discussions that you have when you were still an academician. Those discussions are idealist opinions that people like You form without knowing what people like Me think. Its the people that moulds and shapes the culture. The MALAYSIA as we know is the one where we easily switching between languages to articulate our views. Listen to the man on the street, then you will see that what's portrayed in Sepet is and very relevant and true of what being Malaysian is.
As for the bedroom and man-wearing-underwear scenes, so you think that a man will wear a full suit to bed or lepak in the house ke? Nooooo, the man will either wears 'sarong', shorts or even go 'Tarzan'(clad in underwear onli). The appropriateness of the scenes depends on what the scene is portraying. If it's about a steamy, earth-shattering horizontal tango then of course lah cannot. Understand and feel the movie with your heart, look beyond the visuals and understand every aspect of it... Then maybe, maybe you'll be able to understand what it's trying to say.
If that's too hard to accept, next time don't watch Yasmin Ahmad's movie or any movie that attempts to portray the average Malaysians. Just stick to Yusof Haslam and those Metrowealth movies. They're easier for the mind to digest, just like junk food. No nutritional value but sedap.
Kudos to Yasmin Ahmad anyway for proving yet again that our leaders is being two-faced about wanting creativity and innovations.
Yeah right, and tapirs can fly.
MPs debate merits of 'Sepet' .Last week it was about the LRT ad (also directed by the same director as "Sepet" and the same person behind those beautiful Petronas ads that we see every festive seasons).
Sepet opened to packed cinemas in Malaysia last month and received rave reviews in the local media for its sensitive portrayal of a romance between a Malay girl and Chinese boy. The multi-lingual script was described as a true reflection of how Malaysians speak.
Sepet, an award-winning inter-racial lovestory directed by Yasmin Ahmad, was described as "nothing great" and a movie which "did not reflect the national identity". In debating the royal address, Datuk Dr Wan Hashim Wan Teh (BN-Gerik) said "rojak language" was used in the movie which also contained two unsuitable scenes - one bedroom scene, and another showing a man in his underwear."I have seen the movie and feel it does not reflect our national identity," he said.
"Praiseworthy films are those which spur a sense of patriotism like Paloh and Embun, and those which promote Malaysian culture.
What??!!! It doesn't reflect our national identity?rojak languages? Haha...Yeah, right Datuk-datuks. All of us, even the makcik in the pasar speaks with perfect bahasa Melayu Baku (so that we sound so very like the dialogues in Embun) or maybe even perfect English. I think Datuk-datuks should take a walk in the pasar and really open their eyes and ears. What you hear and see there is the MALAYSIA Datuk-datuks, not the discussions that you have when you were still an academician. Those discussions are idealist opinions that people like You form without knowing what people like Me think. Its the people that moulds and shapes the culture. The MALAYSIA as we know is the one where we easily switching between languages to articulate our views. Listen to the man on the street, then you will see that what's portrayed in Sepet is and very relevant and true of what being Malaysian is.
As for the bedroom and man-wearing-underwear scenes, so you think that a man will wear a full suit to bed or lepak in the house ke? Nooooo, the man will either wears 'sarong', shorts or even go 'Tarzan'(clad in underwear onli). The appropriateness of the scenes depends on what the scene is portraying. If it's about a steamy, earth-shattering horizontal tango then of course lah cannot. Understand and feel the movie with your heart, look beyond the visuals and understand every aspect of it... Then maybe, maybe you'll be able to understand what it's trying to say.
If that's too hard to accept, next time don't watch Yasmin Ahmad's movie or any movie that attempts to portray the average Malaysians. Just stick to Yusof Haslam and those Metrowealth movies. They're easier for the mind to digest, just like junk food. No nutritional value but sedap.
Kudos to Yasmin Ahmad anyway for proving yet again that our leaders is being two-faced about wanting creativity and innovations.
Yeah right, and tapirs can fly.
Wednesday, March 23, 2005
Reading this, it triggers memories...
of childhood memories...
One of my earliest memories when i was just a toddler, was of the elders warning me against wandering on my own (at that time, Dad served as headmaster in a rural school in Kapit). or playing 'perang-perang' (war games) with my cousins and friends.
"you would get caught by the komunis (communists)! Then they'll take you into the jungle"
we would look at them with large, fearful eyes whenever they regale us with tales and experiences during the emergency era. How they feared going into the jungle, the curfews. It has a rather adventorous notion to it and we often tried to imagine how we would've fared had we been there. We imagined that we would be the heroes, defeating the enemy with our superpowers. Ah, the imaginations of a child!
Then there were the movie "Peristiwa Bukit Kepong" (what child born circa late 1970-80's haven't seen it?), it shows the valiant defence of the soldiers and their wives in defending their camp. Then it was the age where all the boys want to be soldiers, girls want to be nurses, while yours truly wants to be an academician (talk about being a maverick). Then, as we grew out of childish games, we started to take the plight and fights of these heroes for granted. They became a mere part of our childhood memories. Only to occassionally resurface when we study history in school.
of the present times...
As I grew older, I began to regard some of the men in uniforms as jocks. People who thinks too highly of themselves just because they are in uniform. In uni, those views are reinforced by the behavior and attitudes of some ROTU kids that I've seen. Then there were an incident where a man in uniform blasted my father (it was a few years back) for his traffic mistake (hey, everyone made mistakes and this was during emergency) in a very high and mighty manner. I was only stopped by my family's pleas for me just to ignore it. I was really tempted and prepared to retaliate with my own acerbic and sarcastic answers, but decided to do the civil thing by calmly writing his name and number instead. Then the officer (must be a sergeant or something), noticing me noting his name and number, quickly ended his tirade and left. Hmmmpphhh...
Don't get me wrong, I do like and value the service of our heroes (some of my family members are men of the uniform). But there are some who tarnishes the image of the uniform with their attitude and behavior. Some were even involved in substance abuse. And these few, they are responsible for marring the image of the force. Clean up the act of the people, and maybe, small people like me may even like them...
And Datuk Seri, I haven't forgotten.
of childhood memories...
One of my earliest memories when i was just a toddler, was of the elders warning me against wandering on my own (at that time, Dad served as headmaster in a rural school in Kapit). or playing 'perang-perang' (war games) with my cousins and friends.
"you would get caught by the komunis (communists)! Then they'll take you into the jungle"
we would look at them with large, fearful eyes whenever they regale us with tales and experiences during the emergency era. How they feared going into the jungle, the curfews. It has a rather adventorous notion to it and we often tried to imagine how we would've fared had we been there. We imagined that we would be the heroes, defeating the enemy with our superpowers. Ah, the imaginations of a child!
Then there were the movie "Peristiwa Bukit Kepong" (what child born circa late 1970-80's haven't seen it?), it shows the valiant defence of the soldiers and their wives in defending their camp. Then it was the age where all the boys want to be soldiers, girls want to be nurses, while yours truly wants to be an academician (talk about being a maverick). Then, as we grew out of childish games, we started to take the plight and fights of these heroes for granted. They became a mere part of our childhood memories. Only to occassionally resurface when we study history in school.
of the present times...
As I grew older, I began to regard some of the men in uniforms as jocks. People who thinks too highly of themselves just because they are in uniform. In uni, those views are reinforced by the behavior and attitudes of some ROTU kids that I've seen. Then there were an incident where a man in uniform blasted my father (it was a few years back) for his traffic mistake (hey, everyone made mistakes and this was during emergency) in a very high and mighty manner. I was only stopped by my family's pleas for me just to ignore it. I was really tempted and prepared to retaliate with my own acerbic and sarcastic answers, but decided to do the civil thing by calmly writing his name and number instead. Then the officer (must be a sergeant or something), noticing me noting his name and number, quickly ended his tirade and left. Hmmmpphhh...
Don't get me wrong, I do like and value the service of our heroes (some of my family members are men of the uniform). But there are some who tarnishes the image of the uniform with their attitude and behavior. Some were even involved in substance abuse. And these few, they are responsible for marring the image of the force. Clean up the act of the people, and maybe, small people like me may even like them...
And Datuk Seri, I haven't forgotten.
Tuesday, March 22, 2005
post-seminar
the training seminar could be considered a success despite some minor hiccups here and there. but what pissed me off is that the existence of people who expects to get a free ride.they just did the minimum work required and put the extra burden on others, which is in my opinion, not ethical and irresponsible behavior. if their excuse is that they are working, hey surprise surprise, so are others. so what?
example of their attitude; the airconditioning system inside the theater was leaking, what did they do...nothing. i have to find ways to solve the problem before it got worsen. with the help of the technician, we managed to get two pails to catch those drips, which leads to another problem... the annoying drip drip sound. i went to the nearby shop to buy sponges to reduce the drip drip sound. what the others did? they just sat on their fat behind and some even slept.
anyway, despite those annoying people, the program went smoothly and hopefully will get good marks for this project (though deep inside i loathe that those free riders to get the marks they don't deserve).
when i came back at half-past 6 pm, I was dead tired (i started at 630 am after only 3 hours sleep). I could barely open my eyes to drag myself to take my shower and slept by 930 pm.
What i've realized, I love doing training despite the stress, piles of work... maybe i'll take this area as my career path apart from going into the academic line.
example of their attitude; the airconditioning system inside the theater was leaking, what did they do...nothing. i have to find ways to solve the problem before it got worsen. with the help of the technician, we managed to get two pails to catch those drips, which leads to another problem... the annoying drip drip sound. i went to the nearby shop to buy sponges to reduce the drip drip sound. what the others did? they just sat on their fat behind and some even slept.
anyway, despite those annoying people, the program went smoothly and hopefully will get good marks for this project (though deep inside i loathe that those free riders to get the marks they don't deserve).
when i came back at half-past 6 pm, I was dead tired (i started at 630 am after only 3 hours sleep). I could barely open my eyes to drag myself to take my shower and slept by 930 pm.
What i've realized, I love doing training despite the stress, piles of work... maybe i'll take this area as my career path apart from going into the academic line.
Friday, March 18, 2005
Finally....
I'm able to put up my aching feet and kinda relax. Been very (very sounds like an understatement in my case) busy these few days. On wednesday was on leave from work since I've an exam that night. How did i do? Don't ask but I think I did ok considering the fact that I spent the day before the exam sleeping [and that ladies and gentlemen, is the typical behavior of anakapai. trust her to relax in times of exam].
and so on Thursday i came to work knowing that i have tons of work to catch up with and i was damn right. Not that i was busy with "work" kinda work (the one i get paid for), but for the things that needed to be done for our Training Program. Being part of the evaluation for my course, i can't afford to do it cincai-cincai (my precious a$$ is on the line here). Being the Secretary & Treasurer of the OC, and being the person who's in the campus everyday (hey, whaddya know, I happen to work there), my tasks quickly expanded to be the communications coordinator, crisis centre helpdesk, logistics, clean-up-the-mess-made-by-some-people-who-cancel-caterers-without-back-up-plan, etc... and doing things that the person in charge (supposedly) be doing.
Spent the day running (or speed walking) here and there to get everything done... at the end of the day, thanks to 2 of my friends/colleague, everythings was settled. and yet some people had the nerve to call me and ask me to do something that they forgot to do till the eleventh hour WHEN I SENT THE F**KING REMINDER THIS MONDAY!!!! There is ABSOLUTELY NO F**KING WAY I"M GONNA COVER PPL"S REAR END NOW!!!! Sheesh... Some people are just plain >insert suitable graphic word<... And some of them are professionals... Sheesh...
Let's just hope things are running smooth tomorrow. Hopefully......
..... or I'll kill the person that is responsible for the bumps
I'm able to put up my aching feet and kinda relax. Been very (very sounds like an understatement in my case) busy these few days. On wednesday was on leave from work since I've an exam that night. How did i do? Don't ask but I think I did ok considering the fact that I spent the day before the exam sleeping [and that ladies and gentlemen, is the typical behavior of anakapai. trust her to relax in times of exam].
and so on Thursday i came to work knowing that i have tons of work to catch up with and i was damn right. Not that i was busy with "work" kinda work (the one i get paid for), but for the things that needed to be done for our Training Program. Being part of the evaluation for my course, i can't afford to do it cincai-cincai (my precious a$$ is on the line here). Being the Secretary & Treasurer of the OC, and being the person who's in the campus everyday (hey, whaddya know, I happen to work there), my tasks quickly expanded to be the communications coordinator, crisis centre helpdesk, logistics, clean-up-the-mess-made-by-some-people-who-cancel-caterers-without-back-up-plan, etc... and doing things that the person in charge (supposedly) be doing.
Spent the day running (or speed walking) here and there to get everything done... at the end of the day, thanks to 2 of my friends/colleague, everythings was settled. and yet some people had the nerve to call me and ask me to do something that they forgot to do till the eleventh hour WHEN I SENT THE F**KING REMINDER THIS MONDAY!!!! There is ABSOLUTELY NO F**KING WAY I"M GONNA COVER PPL"S REAR END NOW!!!! Sheesh... Some people are just plain >insert suitable graphic word<... And some of them are professionals... Sheesh...
Let's just hope things are running smooth tomorrow. Hopefully......
..... or I'll kill the person that is responsible for the bumps
Tuesday, March 15, 2005
Jikustik - Pandangi Langit Malam Ini
Putri, jangan menangis
Hapus air mata
Di wajah cantikmu
Putri, kepergianku
Tak akan lama
Tahan rindumu
Putri, seandainya saja
Kubisa, menghentikan waktu
Kuhentikan waktu
Reff
Bila kau rindukan aku putri,
Coba kau pandangi langit malam ini, aku di situ
Bila itu tak cukup mengganti
Cobalah kau hirup udara pagi, aku di situ
Mungkin dengan perpisahan
Kita kan mengerti arti pertemuan
Putri, percaya padaku
lni hanya likuan hidup
Yang pasti berakhir
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Been listening to this song and can't seem to get it out of my system. Seems like it's gonna be my song of the week or month. heheheh... Blame it on Terr and SUT who've started to play this song at home (Terr : terrer siot main gitar and nyanyi.suara best)
This song's about two lover being separated since the guy had to leave for a while. and so the guy is telling the girl not to cry, and that if she missed him, she'll just have to look at the night sky cause he's there, and if that's not enough, to breathe the morning air cause he's there...and that he'll be back. maybe the separation will teach them about the meaning of meeting each other.
Awwww.... beautiful....
Hapus air mata
Di wajah cantikmu
Putri, kepergianku
Tak akan lama
Tahan rindumu
Putri, seandainya saja
Kubisa, menghentikan waktu
Kuhentikan waktu
Reff
Bila kau rindukan aku putri,
Coba kau pandangi langit malam ini, aku di situ
Bila itu tak cukup mengganti
Cobalah kau hirup udara pagi, aku di situ
Mungkin dengan perpisahan
Kita kan mengerti arti pertemuan
Putri, percaya padaku
lni hanya likuan hidup
Yang pasti berakhir
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Been listening to this song and can't seem to get it out of my system. Seems like it's gonna be my song of the week or month. heheheh... Blame it on Terr and SUT who've started to play this song at home (Terr : terrer siot main gitar and nyanyi.suara best)
This song's about two lover being separated since the guy had to leave for a while. and so the guy is telling the girl not to cry, and that if she missed him, she'll just have to look at the night sky cause he's there, and if that's not enough, to breathe the morning air cause he's there...and that he'll be back. maybe the separation will teach them about the meaning of meeting each other.
Awwww.... beautiful....
Monday, March 14, 2005
of Award Shows
Spent my Saturday morning working, afternoon having a meeting for the seminar so that leaves me with more or less, less than 48 hours of rest for for my weekend. Which is not very likely. That evening, pi tebas rumput yang dah tahap belukar kat belakang rumah (We were planning to bela ular and rimau there but, nah...Hahah). After which, satu badan sudah gatal, so i mandi. Did three days worth of laundry... after dinner, ahh... relaxation. TV....
how bloody surprised am I when....
*click*
Channel 1 : lame and stupid award show(l.a.s.a.s)
*click*
Channel 2: sport broadcast
*click*
Channel 3: l.a.s.a.s
*click*
Channel satu lagi: also l.a.s.a.s
*click*
*click*
Argh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
what i think about local award shows? These guys really, desperately need a lesson in event planning and management. Acara boring, presenter control ayu/hensem, lame jokes (i never could get it), and the dancers & choreography (dont get me started there) and the STAGE SUCKS!!! embarassment!!! macam stage persembahan budak sekolah rendah. *sigh* malaysian boleh? not here i guess... maybe its the budget or whatever but at least make it presentable without looking tacky. *yucks*
the performance ok la if it wasn't for the dancers AND the singers to compete for the stage space. I mean, tau la nak make it a grand (izzit?) performance, tapi like what the pepatah say, ukur baju di badan sendiri, or in this case... ukur stage sebelum put those dancers. What's the point of putting 20 dancers on a small stage where they overwhelm the very person that's supposed to be the focus: the singer(s). *sigh* and the choreography, why, you'd think Mr. Bean must've been the choreographer.
a friend of mine attended the show and he had to leave before his intellect and sanity disintegrates. Poor guy...
What i did instead of watching l.a.s.a.s??? I watch vcds...ahhh... breakfast at tiffany's anyone?
disclaimer: This post have nothing to do with org yg sudah hidup atau sedang mati.... Hahaha
how bloody surprised am I when....
*click*
Channel 1 : lame and stupid award show(l.a.s.a.s)
*click*
Channel 2: sport broadcast
*click*
Channel 3: l.a.s.a.s
*click*
Channel satu lagi: also l.a.s.a.s
*click*
*click*
Argh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
what i think about local award shows? These guys really, desperately need a lesson in event planning and management. Acara boring, presenter control ayu/hensem, lame jokes (i never could get it), and the dancers & choreography (dont get me started there) and the STAGE SUCKS!!! embarassment!!! macam stage persembahan budak sekolah rendah. *sigh* malaysian boleh? not here i guess... maybe its the budget or whatever but at least make it presentable without looking tacky. *yucks*
the performance ok la if it wasn't for the dancers AND the singers to compete for the stage space. I mean, tau la nak make it a grand (izzit?) performance, tapi like what the pepatah say, ukur baju di badan sendiri, or in this case... ukur stage sebelum put those dancers. What's the point of putting 20 dancers on a small stage where they overwhelm the very person that's supposed to be the focus: the singer(s). *sigh* and the choreography, why, you'd think Mr. Bean must've been the choreographer.
a friend of mine attended the show and he had to leave before his intellect and sanity disintegrates. Poor guy...
What i did instead of watching l.a.s.a.s??? I watch vcds...ahhh... breakfast at tiffany's anyone?
disclaimer: This post have nothing to do with org yg sudah hidup atau sedang mati.... Hahaha
Saturday, March 12, 2005
Thursday, March 10, 2005
Wednesday, March 09, 2005
TapTapTapTapTapTapTapTapTapTapTapTapTapTap...
Was that the sound of impatient little fingers waiting for an update???
As usual, the same explanation will be used to explain my absences...
Blame it on the mountains of work
Blame it on the training seminar
Blame it on the projects
Blame it on the assignments
Blame it on the weather
Hehehehehehhe...
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Presentation last week wasawful okay. I did the presentation alone as both group members were away and the whole shit mess drained my energy. Presentation was ok but before the end of my session, I already started to experience a numbness in my head (uh-oh, brain freeze!!). Plus the lecturer keep on asking 'around the roundabout' questions (questions that seems to go nowhere), and so, to get even, I answered in a very cryptic manner. Hah! Must've worked since I spot him wearing this dazed and confused look. Hahaha... Baru tau...
Before long, the numbness escalates into something bigger and meaner... Level 2: Mild migraine... Double Uh-oh... Good thing the lecturer allowed me to go back. If not, I guess I'd just puke on his shoes. Haha...
So I went back earlier than mypoor lucky classmates who endured a very long session of mind-torture mind-stimulating presentations. =)
Swallowed my painkillers and went into a much needed sleep.
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These two days I seemed to be bumping into a student in my campus. Not that this student is handsome, good looking or what (a person needs to possess the extremeties(either kinds) of physical appearance to be noticed by me at the first glance.This requires either possesing dropdeadgorgeous looks or buttugly looks, damngoodsenseofstyle or God!ucolourblindorwhat! to be noticed by me.Anything in between requires more effort to pull my attention. Forgive me but that's just me), but there just one particular bodypart that attracts my attention. His two-inchfingernails talons!!!
The first thing that crossed my mind was, how on earth he scratch that itch when IT (insert bodypart) itches? How did he dig his nose (Eeww! I know, but that's perfectly normal albeit being a disgusting human behavior)? How did he type his assignments (provided that he do actually do his assignments)???
One of these days, when this mental itch couldn't be ignored, I'll ask that kid. Hmmm...Hmmm..Hmmm... Ho ho hum...
Maybe he could act as the next pontianak???
Was that the sound of impatient little fingers waiting for an update???
As usual, the same explanation will be used to explain my absences...
Blame it on the mountains of work
Blame it on the training seminar
Blame it on the projects
Blame it on the assignments
Blame it on the weather
Hehehehehehhe...
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Presentation last week was
Before long, the numbness escalates into something bigger and meaner... Level 2: Mild migraine... Double Uh-oh... Good thing the lecturer allowed me to go back. If not, I guess I'd just puke on his shoes. Haha...
So I went back earlier than my
Swallowed my painkillers and went into a much needed sleep.
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These two days I seemed to be bumping into a student in my campus. Not that this student is handsome, good looking or what (a person needs to possess the extremeties(either kinds) of physical appearance to be noticed by me at the first glance.This requires either possesing dropdeadgorgeous looks or buttugly looks, damngoodsenseofstyle or God!ucolourblindorwhat! to be noticed by me.Anything in between requires more effort to pull my attention. Forgive me but that's just me), but there just one particular bodypart that attracts my attention. His two-inch
The first thing that crossed my mind was, how on earth he scratch that itch when IT (insert bodypart) itches? How did he dig his nose (Eeww! I know, but that's perfectly normal albeit being a disgusting human behavior)? How did he type his assignments (provided that he do actually do his assignments)???
One of these days, when this mental itch couldn't be ignored, I'll ask that kid. Hmmm...Hmmm..Hmmm... Ho ho hum...
Maybe he could act as the next pontianak???
Friday, March 04, 2005
Thursday, March 03, 2005
MURPHY's LAW Pt.2
Just when u think that there's indeed a silver lining behind the dark cloud....
You get hit by the bolt of lightning...
F**K!!!!!
You get hit by the bolt of lightning...
F**K!!!!!
Wednesday, March 02, 2005
MURPHY's LAW
When you can't afford to have things go wrong...
.... Somehow, Somewhat...Something WILL CERTAINLY GO WRONG Somewhere
.... Somehow, Somewhat...Something WILL CERTAINLY GO WRONG Somewhere
Tuesday, March 01, 2005
NEW ADDITIONS TO THE FAMILY
Yesterday, the house received new additions to the family. Lassie, a dog we adopted gave birth to 5 puppies.
And we named them (at my suggestion): Perrilys, Dunhill, Malboro, Benson and Salem.
Yes. We named them after ciggarete brands. =)
I hate today.
I hate the weather.
I hate the wetness.
I hate the coding.
I hate my course.
I hate my assignments.
I hate my projects.
I hate the deadlines.
I hate myself.
Ugh!
And we named them (at my suggestion): Perrilys, Dunhill, Malboro, Benson and Salem.
Yes. We named them after ciggarete brands. =)
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I hate today.
I hate the weather.
I hate the wetness.
I hate the coding.
I hate my course.
I hate my assignments.
I hate my projects.
I hate the deadlines.
I hate myself.
Ugh!
Monday, February 28, 2005
I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT TOPIC THIS IS SUPPOSED TO HAVE...now there!
Getting this comment from her was something surprising. Hmm... To even read the word 'me' and 'pretty' within the same sentence, was something i have never imagined ever being used to describe me. Garang, serious,brutal...that I know lah. But to be described as pretty? WAH!!! sweet face some more...
Thanks... You certainly made my day :-)
Actually before I posted my photo here, I was having some internal debate going on in my head. Before, I was reluctant to do so since I want to guard my real identity. Ya lah, here is where I pour out my dissatisfaction, my rebellious voice that (i know) will inavoidably bruise some people's ego and some of those posts are even 'mean hits below the waist' (yeah, I admit). So just imagine the consequences of some of those people's reaction if they ever read about it (or them!). And so, I separate into two: the real me and the mysterious blog 'me'. The real, seemingly boring person living in a mundane existence, and the blog me. But somehow, it seems that the clear lines (if there were any) have blurred and the two persons started to become meshed together and a new person emerged in this blog.
And the new person screams , "F***!!! I don't care if they knew. I couldn't care less".
So, I post my pic.
But then again, I can just hit that 'delete' button.
Thanks... You certainly made my day :-)
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Actually before I posted my photo here, I was having some internal debate going on in my head. Before, I was reluctant to do so since I want to guard my real identity. Ya lah, here is where I pour out my dissatisfaction, my rebellious voice that (i know) will inavoidably bruise some people's ego and some of those posts are even 'mean hits below the waist' (yeah, I admit). So just imagine the consequences of some of those people's reaction if they ever read about it (or them!). And so, I separate into two: the real me and the mysterious blog 'me'. The real, seemingly boring person living in a mundane existence, and the blog me. But somehow, it seems that the clear lines (if there were any) have blurred and the two persons started to become meshed together and a new person emerged in this blog.
And the new person screams , "F***!!! I don't care if they knew. I couldn't care less".
So, I post my pic.
But then again, I can just hit that 'delete' button.
Tuesday, February 22, 2005
THE AFTERMATH
scrape scrape scrape scrape scrape scrape scrape scrape scrape scrape scrape scrape scrape scrape scrape scrape scrape scrape scrape scrape scrape scrape scrape scrape scrape scrape scrape scrape scrape scrape
*scrapes brain matter off the cube walls, off the meeting table, off the chairs and off Bos Kecik's hair*
Opps... My brain just exploded
*scrapes brain matter off the cube walls, off the meeting table, off the chairs and off Bos Kecik's hair*
Opps... My brain just exploded
Busy Busy Busy Busy Busy Busy Busy Busy Busy Busy Busy Busy Busy Busy Busy Busy Busy Busy Busy Busy Busy Busy Busy Busy Busy Busy Busy Busy Busy Busy Busy Busy Busy Busy Busy Busy Busy Busy Busy Busy Busy Busy Busy Busy Busy Busy Busy Busy Busy Busy Busy Busy Busy Busy Busy Busy Busy Busy Busy Busy
Uh Yeah, lunchbreak now...I'm going home for my ciggie break :-))))... Nasib baik rumah seberang jalan je...heheheheh
Meeting with Bos Kecik 2day at 3 pm... "am really looking forward to getting my grey matter splattered in the meeting cube" *sigh*
Presentation on Strategic Management 2morow night
Assignments due...
will be organizing Training Seminar on guess what, of all topics "Parenting" *rolls eyes twice normal speed*
Uh Yeah, lunchbreak now...I'm going home for my ciggie break :-))))... Nasib baik rumah seberang jalan je...heheheheh
Monday, February 21, 2005
Thursday, February 17, 2005
TAUBAT!!!
Taubat.... tak nak tidur lambat lagi
Taubat.... tak nak pi tgk midnite show lagi
Taubat.... tak nak keluar lambat lagi
Taubat
Taubat
Taubat....
unless the movie is worth the lack of sleep...
I liked the sound effects, the CGI is good... I don't know bout it's comic version Hellblazer so I wouldn't know much about the story... Check it here or visit the Official site
Taubat.... tak nak pi tgk midnite show lagi
Taubat.... tak nak keluar lambat lagi
Taubat
Taubat
Taubat....
unless the movie is worth the lack of sleep...
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Watched Constantine last nite.
Just finished class, when i received SMS from my cousin
"Get ready. 10.45 pm pick u up"
Huh???
Then Cousin came with Tintin, Galah and PP (Permanently Palau).
Got into the car and asked...
"Where are we going ah?"
"Go tengok movie la... Constantine. I buy tickets for u already. I belanja."
"Oh..."
*yawn*yawn*
"U're working tomorrow right?aiyo, jgn tidur inside cinema ler...waste my ticket je nanti"
"Ok...*yawn* will not *yawn* fall asleep"
Just finished class, when i received SMS from my cousin
"Get ready. 10.45 pm pick u up"
Huh???
Then Cousin came with Tintin, Galah and PP (Permanently Palau).
Got into the car and asked...
"Where are we going ah?"
"Go tengok movie la... Constantine. I buy tickets for u already. I belanja."
"Oh..."
*yawn*yawn*
"U're working tomorrow right?aiyo, jgn tidur inside cinema ler...waste my ticket je nanti"
"Ok...*yawn* will not *yawn* fall asleep"
*yawn*
Arrived at the cinema (after experiencing Tintin's driving skill that could put the Van Sewa drivers to shame and losing a few vertebrae in the process). Lounged around and masuk cinema.
I didn't sleep. I couldn't. The movie is like ... WOW!!!
CONSTANTINE : Hell wants him. Heaven won't take him. Earth needs him.
Arrived at the cinema (after experiencing Tintin's driving skill that could put the Van Sewa drivers to shame and losing a few vertebrae in the process). Lounged around and masuk cinema.
I didn't sleep. I couldn't. The movie is like ... WOW!!!
CONSTANTINE : Hell wants him. Heaven won't take him. Earth needs him.
John Constantine has been to hell and back.
Born with a gift he didn’t want, the ability to clearly recognize the half-breed angels and demons that walk the earth in human skin, Constantine (KEANU REEVES) was driven to take his own life to escape the tormenting clarity of his vision. But he failed.
Resuscitated against his will, he found himself cast back into the land of the living. Now, marked as an attempted suicide with a temporary lease on life, he patrols the earthly border between heaven and hell, hoping in vain to earn his way to salvation by sending the devil’s foot soldiers back to the depths.
But Constantine is no saint. Disillusioned by the world around him and at odds with the one beyond, he’s a hard-drinking, hard-living bitter hero who scorns the very idea of heroism. Constantine will fight to save your soul but he doesn’t want your admiration or your thanks – and certainly not your sympathy.
All he wants is a reprieve.
When a desperate but skeptical police detective (RACHEL WEISZ as Angela Dodson) enlists his help in solving the mysterious death of her beloved twin sister (also played by Weisz), their investigation takes them through the world of demons and angels that exists just beneath the landscape of contemporary Los Angeles. Caught in a catastrophic series of otherworldly events, the two become inextricably involved and seek to find their own peace at whatever cost.~~synopsis from official website.
I liked the sound effects, the CGI is good... I don't know bout it's comic version Hellblazer so I wouldn't know much about the story... Check it here or visit the Official site
and oh yeah, this movie is like one giant anti smoking ad.watch it.. you'll know what i mean...
You may hate it, you may love it... My verdict a fun, exciting movie. Worth sacrificing my sleep for.
You may hate it, you may love it... My verdict a fun, exciting movie. Worth sacrificing my sleep for.
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Argh...I'm sleepy.
Monday, February 14, 2005
SUMMARY
Went back for CNY holidays. Back to small lil' B-town...Nothing much have changed (come to think of it, there's hardly ever changes happening in B-town. Just a small idyllic living in a slow paced life...which is why i get depressed when I'm there and why Dad remedied the situation by getting Internet connection at home. It's just a simple DU connection, but it'll do...)
The journey back to B-town is EXTREMELY long and i was so tired. Took the 1 pm bus from Kch and s'possed to arrive in S'kei at 7 pm. The bus rosak in the middle of the journey and have to wait for the next bus which is 2 hours later. Finally arrived in S'kei at 10pm++. *sigh* tired... Hit the bed..zzzzZZZZZZZ
Day 1: Slept till late (8am+), a luxury I can't afford ever since started working. Breakfast with family, mum made,tumpi'- a dish made frm 'lemantak'. Jadi driver. Chef.read.sleep(again)...hog the PC at home.
Day 2:Repeat day 1 activities. rearranged the furnitures in my bedroom (preparations, preparations)...so dead tired but worth it since i rasa berat hati to leave my room.Too cantik ma...
Day 3: back to Kch.
Today: Back to work.Bos too busy today. Gave me instruction to continue what I've been doing (does this mean keep on meng'ular'??)...Go figure...hehehhe
The journey back to B-town is EXTREMELY long and i was so tired. Took the 1 pm bus from Kch and s'possed to arrive in S'kei at 7 pm. The bus rosak in the middle of the journey and have to wait for the next bus which is 2 hours later. Finally arrived in S'kei at 10pm++. *sigh* tired... Hit the bed..zzzzZZZZZZZ
Day 1: Slept till late (8am+), a luxury I can't afford ever since started working. Breakfast with family, mum made,tumpi'- a dish made frm 'lemantak'. Jadi driver. Chef.read.sleep(again)...hog the PC at home.
Day 2:Repeat day 1 activities. rearranged the furnitures in my bedroom (preparations, preparations)...so dead tired but worth it since i rasa berat hati to leave my room.Too cantik ma...
Day 3: back to Kch.
Today: Back to work.Bos too busy today. Gave me instruction to continue what I've been doing (does this mean keep on meng'ular'??)...Go figure...hehehhe
Tuesday, February 08, 2005
Turning One
Come 26th February, Anakapai's blog, this portal I call home will mark it's 1st year of existence. I accidentally came upon blogging when I stumbled into a friend's blog. Reading her post made me realize that there's another existence in the cyberworld. where anyone can be someone...
where i can be...
...silly
...vain
...selfish
...sarcastically honest
...temperamental
...show the dark side of me
...self-indulged
...show my narcisstic streak ( I LOVE MYSELF TOO DAMN MUCH!)
when in real life people see me as...
...serious
...funny
...no nonsense type of person
...happy
...
you see, what people see when they meet me in the real life may not be me at all. I wear masks.Masks that shield you from seeing the real me.The masks are only removed when I'm with my closest friends..Friends who've proven themselves worthy to see the REAL me...
I wear masks that suits the occasions. A smile may not be a smile...life is like an ongoing masquerade ball...masks to let the world see us the way they want to see us...
In my blog, I can be whatever I am.Speak the truth, whatever's in my mind, without having to filter/dilute the truth. For in real world, feelings are fragile and I'd hate to hurt anyone cause life ain't got any "undo" button...
The blog also came as a therapy for me. I was on the mend from a disastrous relationship. I was feeling rather low due to being financially dependent after earning my own moolah to nada...I was reconstructing my dignity, rediscovering myself and learning to put myself first, above all things (except God & Family, that is)... I've blogged about the stress that I faced, studies, psychotic guys who can't get a clue, friends... writing it all became a soul-mending session, you know, when you pour out all the jumbled contents in your mind and you sort it out...Introspectively analyzing myself...and I came to know myself better...
and I met some new friends, fellow bloggers who shared about life and everything in between...I met wonderful people like Him, Her, and many others who somehow touched me in ways I couldn't explain. To you dear friends, thank you...
Here's to wishing another year of In Anakapai's Eyes... *cheers*
where i can be...
...silly
...vain
...selfish
...sarcastically honest
...temperamental
...show the dark side of me
...self-indulged
...show my narcisstic streak ( I LOVE MYSELF TOO DAMN MUCH!)
when in real life people see me as...
...serious
...funny
...no nonsense type of person
...happy
...
you see, what people see when they meet me in the real life may not be me at all. I wear masks.Masks that shield you from seeing the real me.The masks are only removed when I'm with my closest friends..Friends who've proven themselves worthy to see the REAL me...
I wear masks that suits the occasions. A smile may not be a smile...life is like an ongoing masquerade ball...masks to let the world see us the way they want to see us...
In my blog, I can be whatever I am.Speak the truth, whatever's in my mind, without having to filter/dilute the truth. For in real world, feelings are fragile and I'd hate to hurt anyone cause life ain't got any "undo" button...
The blog also came as a therapy for me. I was on the mend from a disastrous relationship. I was feeling rather low due to being financially dependent after earning my own moolah to nada...I was reconstructing my dignity, rediscovering myself and learning to put myself first, above all things (except God & Family, that is)... I've blogged about the stress that I faced, studies, psychotic guys who can't get a clue, friends... writing it all became a soul-mending session, you know, when you pour out all the jumbled contents in your mind and you sort it out...Introspectively analyzing myself...and I came to know myself better...
and I met some new friends, fellow bloggers who shared about life and everything in between...I met wonderful people like Him, Her, and many others who somehow touched me in ways I couldn't explain. To you dear friends, thank you...
Here's to wishing another year of In Anakapai's Eyes... *cheers*
Monday, February 07, 2005
HELLO & PICASA my f00t!!!
downloaded n installed picasa...read the user guide...done what is spossed to be done...and...no pics...nil...nada...takde....nadai!!!
all I get is... "uploading image, this may take seconds". seconds? ikut sistem planet mana??? bukan seconds, dah hours dah. but hey, still no pictures.. st00000pid picasa n hello.anyone got it figured, pls tell me what is wrong...
all I get is... "uploading image, this may take seconds". seconds? ikut sistem planet mana??? bukan seconds, dah hours dah. but hey, still no pictures.. st00000pid picasa n hello.anyone got it figured, pls tell me what is wrong...
Saturday, February 05, 2005
Dung dung dung chang...
Happy Chinese New Year everyone,
May the year of the Rooster brings you luck and prosperity.
I hope mine brings with it loads of cash for me...Hahaha
Happy Chinese New Year everyone,
May the year of the Rooster brings you luck and prosperity.
I hope mine brings with it loads of cash for me...Hahaha
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I'll be going back for CNY holidays.
Need to perform the usual stuffs...
e.g.: kumpul ang pow mar.nanti dah tak leh kumpul lagi plak kalo dah kawen...mwahahahaha
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Tuesday, February 01, 2005
THE PRAYER - Josh Groban (with Charlotte Church)
I pray you'll be our eyes
And watch us where we go
And help us to be wise
In times when we don't know
Let this be our prayer
As we go our way
Lead us to a place
Guide us with your Grace
To a place where we'll be safe
La luce che to dai (The light that you give us)
I pray we'll find your light
Nel cuore resterò (Will stay in our hearts)
And hold it in our hearts
A ricordarchi che (Reminding us)
When stars go out each night
L'eterna stella sei (That in my prayer)
Nella mia preghiera (You are an everlasting star)
Let this be our prayer
Quanta fede c'è (There's so much faith)
When shadows fill our day
Lead us to a place
Guide us with your grace
Give us faith so we'll be safe
Sognamo un mondo senza più violenza (We dream of world with no more violence)
Un mondo di giustizia e di speranza ( A world of justice and hope)
Ognuno dia la mano al suo vicino (Grasp your neighbors hand)
Simbolo di pace e di fraternità (As a symbol of peace and brotherhood)
La forza che ci dai (The strength that you give us)
We ask that life be kind
E'il desiderio che (Is the wish)
And watch us from above
Ognuno trovi amore (That everyone may find love)
We hope each soul will find
Intorno e dentro a sé (In and around himself)
Another soul to love
Let this be our prayer
Just like every child
Needs to find a place,
Guide us with your grace
Give us faith so we'll be safe
E la fede che (And the faith that)
Hai acceso in noi (You've lit inside us)
Sento che ci salverà (I feel will save us )
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