.:Tahun Yang Lain Dari Sebelumnya:.

Waaah~@!

Lama gila aku tak berblog enh? Mesti ada stalker yang nak tahu apa yang aku busy sangat lately kan? Tak busy pun, cuma malas nak blog joks. Sebab makcik selalu lepak kat FB maen Sorority dan "jumpa" kengkawan kat sana. Lagipun, tak ada perkembangan yang best pun. Kot ada pasal kerja yang sangat lah busynya sejak menjadik Region Coordinator kat sini. Tapi aku still belajar lagi lah. Bukan senang nak handle otai otai kat sini. Tak pesal kang kena sembur (tapi aku cakap mekasih dan cakap lah, aku bukan ahlong Bukit Beruntung, aku cuma nak tolong joks). Padan muka dorang. Terus tak terjawab emel berhabuk inggeris busuk aku tuh!

Bulan pose ni, takde satu hari kat Kuching pun yang makcik keluar gi PaRam. Makcik dah berpatah arang dah nak beli beli PaRam kat sini. Amatlah bosan, sempit, sesak dan makanan pun not up to my Semenanjung tastebuds. Kalau teringin nak makan authentic Sarawak food, tak payahlah gi PaRam. Pegi je kedai or restoren dorang yang selalu ada tuh. Lagi bagos (tapi aku malas lah nak kua gi membeli hahaha). Jadinya, banyak gak makanan yang aku masak sendiri seperti Tomyam Campur, Mihun Goreng Pedas, Bubur Nasik Bersup Ayam, Popia Goreng inti udang, Spaghetti Goreng, Mee Keju, Cekodok Udang, Sambal Daging. 

Hehehe gambar? Ada ni ha lam fon lagik. Nanti lah makcik upload. Makcik masak tu, bagi kat jiran bujang kebuluran kat blok sebelah. Sian lak tgk, malam2 mintak kowt ada makanan lebih. Haih! Kan senang kowt korang ada dapur ke apa. Bodo bodo pun leh masak megi ke goreng telur ke apa. Haih!

Anyho, hentah kenapa tah, tahun ni aku rasa, aku bakal menyambut Raya Bujang terakhir aku (kalau diizinkan Allah). Tapi kalau tak menjadik, itu tandanya, Allah dah rancang sesuatu yang lebih baik kan? Bukan pesimistik, cuma aku suka jadik realis. Modjo kesayangan aku memang makin sayang kat aku. Makin kronik lagi ada kowt? Dalam sehari aku tak mesej kang dia kata tak ingat kat dia ke? Tu baru mesej, belum call lagik. Aku tahu, ada manusia kat luar sana yang still tak percayakan Modjo. Tapi ada aku kesah ke? Bukan Modjo nak kawen ngan dorang dan bukan luak pun duit dorang nak sponsor majlis kawen aku kan? Kotlah kalau takut sangat aku jatuh gedebuk sekali lagi cam tahun2 sebelum ni, ada ke dorang kasik semangat untuk aku bangkit balik? TIDAK! Ada ke dorang teman aku upkan balik semangat aku? TIDAK! Ada ke dorang gi pukul mamat mamat yang tinggalkan aku tu? TIDAK!

So ada aku kesah?

Yang penting kerjasama aku tak jadik hilang akal, hilang iman dan bunuh diri. Watpe nak sedih2 kalau sesuatu tu tak jadik? Fikir jokslah Allah nak kita dapat yang lebih baik. Sebab akal kita ni pendek. Tak luas macam ilmu Allah Taala. So kita fikir benda tu buruk, tapi sebenarnya ubat bagi jiwa kita. Kita je tak tawu. Hmmm...

Anyho, aritu En Modjo sangat sukakan sambal daging mama style yang haku tapaukan untuk dia. Macam biasa, Adik akan jadik posmen karat kitorang. Hehehehe. Masalah cinta zaman dulu dulu nak wat cemana. Tak pakai la MMS ke 3G ke mende. Takde maknenya nak dating dating dehhh. Dia rindu sangat, dia gi sekodeng aku, dok main nyuruk2. Padan muka dia sebab makin dia rindu lagi ada. Pastu, yang aku heran, tempat paling besar dan sebuk pun dia leh nampak aku. Cemana enh? Teroris betol Encik Modjo. Mata dia mata burung helang agaknya.

Yang paling best, aku dah tak rasa geram dia wat camtu. Aku rilek joks. Sebab aku taw, makin lama makin teruja dia nak gi jumpa mama + abah. Bagoslah kan? Itu pun tujuan aku pun. Pakkal kaki dia patah masuk besi. Kalau tak dah lama dia jumpa ayahbondaku. Knowing a perfectionist like he is, hmmmm harus everything perfect. Sebuk dok tanya aku, cemana agaknya kalau first time kita jumpa enh? Aku cakap lah, aku akan jadik clumsy giler dan tak berani nak tengok dia eye to eye. Mesti butterfly terebang terebang di dalam perut. Kalau boleh aku nak suruk belakang dinding sebab malu giler ngan dia. Huuuuuu

InsyaAllah, Encik Modjo akan terus meningkatkan kekomfidenan diri dia untuk jumpa orangtua aku dan seterusnya jumpa aku. Kesian dia dok kompol kompol duet untuk tujuan murni tu. Maklum, dok jaga adik2 yang masih tak habis skolah (kat uni daaaa). Hmmm..cepatlah wahai adik Ena dan adik Ejam woits! Achik kamu nak kawen ngan KakChik ni woits! (Teringat dia nyanyi2 lagu Oh! Mama saya mau kawennnnn - hmmmm).

Ye. Ye. Dia yang tak sabar sangat mo kawen. Aku cakap, aku dah kata dah, aku nak sempoi joks. Yang penting akad nikahnya SAH! Walimah tu wat la ala kad(ar) joks. Bagi joks lah air kotak ngan nasi tapau lam bekas plastik. Senang. Yang penting pasca nikahnya. Lainlah kan kot famili kaya raya. Nak sponsor itu dan ini. Kalau dah famili biasa macam famili aku ni, aku + Modjo sendiri kena usahakan. Malu la wei sumer nak mintak itu ini. Buang la tebiat generasi subsidi itu. Baru bermakna perkahwinan itu ala sederhana joks. Yang termampu. Aku tak kesah pun hantaran Encik Modjo RM2 ribu. Sebab nilai dia sebagai suami aku lebih tinggi dari RM20ribu sekalipun. Tak ternilai hokeh sebab dia sudi amik aku jadi isterinya (insyaAllah, amin). Ada aku kesah mulut Cik Temah kata apa? Orang jemput datang kenduri kahwin untuk mendoakan pasangan tu hidup penuh rahmah dan mawaddah. Ini tak first thing tengok khemah ada ekon ke tak, ada Ferrero Rocher ke ganti telur, ada pelamin shantek bunga2 lily ke apa...huh! Melayu Sungguh! Pffftttt~@!

So berbalik kepada topik asal aku. Hahahaha... Raya tahun ni memang laen dari sebelumnya kerana ecewah cam nak masuk pertandingan slogan puleyk.

Sebab

1. Aku buat baju kurung + kebaya pakai kain lama tak buat baju dok joks lam lemari tuh ha

2. Aku beli kueh feveret aku joks spt Samperit, Suji, tart nenas tradisional, kek lapis sawak dan CUPPACAKE Ghaye~@! Woohoooo First time wok, aku order Cuppacake Ghaye. Sebab aku tiru En Modjo nak bawak balik kampung dia. So aku pun terorder sekali tok Mama aku tu.

3. Aku belikan baju tok adik aku Piko. Taro taknak sudeyh. Hehehehe 

4. Aku belikan Mama handbag style dia suka - selimpang. First time wok!

5. Aku akan distribute duet ghaye yang tak seberapanya sbb kazen mazen dan anak2 sedara sepupu aku ghamei wei!!! Nasiblah kalau korang dpt sikit kan? Yang penting ni first time wok!

6. Baju kurung aku sedondon ngan En Modjo kaler biru huyeh huyeh!

7. Aku plan nak buat surprise kodok masa Ghaye tahun ni. Apa dia? Hentah aku tak pk lagik. Muahahaha

Haih! Sebaik aku dah excelkan sumer BURN LIST Expenditures haku. Hmmm... Tak leh lelebih bajet weh. Aku nak kawen! Aku nak kawen! Berjimat cermatlah untuk kawen anda. Aku pun dah namakan tabung tu, Tabung Kawen! Hek hek hek.

Jangan mara aaaaa~@!

+..Eid is For Family Reunion..+

It's not about how beautiful and how many baju raya you have
It's not about how many kuih raya you make/ buy
It's not about how beautiful/ complete house you hav

But it's all about getting together with your family, knowing your extended families (sebab tu ada yang terkahwin dengan sepupu ke - lagi haru adik tiri, ke apa, sebab tak kenal sedara sendiri)

I love Raya even more now because of my extended family members, Anas Iswari & Izzul Ziyyad~@! (Jangan kecik hati adik ipaq, aku lagi happy sebab Ziyyad, hehehe~@!)

+..Salam Lebaran 1429..+

Dear Friends,

I'm already safe and sound at my Family's humble abode. I have already balik kampung since Thursday night via Air Asia's new Boeing 747 and took a Skybus to KL Sentral.

1. I bought 2 Kek Lapis Sarawak namely Blueberry and Cadbury Chocolate. I also brought back the addictive seaweed springroll.

2. With Mama Ziyyad, we went shopping at OU to hunt for Ziyyad's cool Mothercare and Baby Kiko baju raya. Not forgetting Mama Ziyyad's lovely Hush Puppies sandals and I bought my own um.."forgotten to bring undies" - lots of it!

3. I've helped mom to re-arrange the bulky furniture and supervised the 2 helpers for Raya preparation. (That explained the reddish left eye due to my allergies to dust!)

4. I've bought and eaten the popia basah, ayam percik, nasi kerabu, laksam and murtabak. Courtesy of Bazaar Ramadhan Kl style.

5. I've ignored buying my own baju raya this year. I guess it'll be totally different when you have your own nephew. Anyho, I'm not Baju Kurung/ Kebaya fan. Last year's one still okay what?

6. Alhamdulillah. KL office already couriered the ever important revision letter to me. I've read it with an ear to ear smile. Gawking at the new figures seems surreal to me because I never knew that I would get that figures in 7 months' time. Alhamdulillah. Allah is The Richest of All. He is the Most Loving and Kindest. After all, the figures I enjoyed before my revision are already enough. What Allah gives, are not solely mine. He taught me to share it with the unfortunates (not some scumbags who live by lying and stealing money from the vulnerable woman like I used to!), the orphans and the poor. Allah taught me to pay the tithe according to what I've earned plus helping my siblings if need be. Not to lavishly spend upon but He taught me to be prudent and humble. InsyaAllah, I want to buy my own crib at Klang Valley by next year. God's willing, this will be my next project.

7. Alhamdulillah. After all these years, I don't even worry about why my boyfriend(s) didn't wish or visit me for Raya. I don't even have boyfriend(s) any more (There's no bf in Islam!). To me, if one really serious about me, he will ask me to be his wife proper (not like some psychos who ask for the sake of being an opportunist - seeing me like seeing his cash cow. I'm a human being, ok!). Simply said, I don't have that "feeling" anymore. Takde perasaan to think, to miss, to hope. Nope. Not to say that I've given up but I've 100% faith in Allah, that one day He will grant me a husband that can be my khalif, to lead me as a good muslimah wife and mother. One who will not take me for granted, insyaAllah. Aminn...

So why worry? That's why we can't limit our search (yes, look for it). Open up your horizon and option. Befriends everybody (that's not wrong, you see) but I still want somebody who have a good Muslim character, especially one who won't miss his solat/pay the tithe. With good akhlak and the way he brings himself. My other half who will make a pair of us stronger in terms of Iman, a big asset to Islam as a whole, a pair that produces strong Islamic genes, insyaAllah maybe a Mujahideen and Mujahidah, insyaAllah...aminn... (Did I ever mention one who is rich, with a mechatronics degree, who holds top position? Cause all of these were not valuable at all in the eyes of ALlah). The most important is one who obeys Allah and Rasullulah. Istiqomah and constantly do good for Islam.

Amar Makruf, Nahi Munkar. InsyaAllah. InsyaAllah... amin!

8. I spend my time mostly with Ziyyad and watch Tv with my siblings. That's quality time. The time I missed most when I was in Kuching, alone.

9. Chit chatting with dad about work. I seldom chat with Dad and this was indeed a gem! Alhamdulillah, syukran Ya Allah.

10. I pray for me, my siblings', families', friends' and fellow muslims' goodness. May Allah show me and all of my loved ones the straight path in loving Him and Rasulullah SAW. May Allah forgive our sins and make us continuosly improve our ibadah with knowledge. All the goodness He can gives because Allah is The Richest, who Listens and He is the All Knowing. Amin amin Ya Rabbanal A'lamin.

11. To all who read my blog in silent, who visited and gave comments, who left your shout outs, Maaf Zahir dan Batin. Sometimes, I may hurt your feelings and did you wrong without realising. I humbly seek your forgiveness as I am only human.

Happy Eidul Fitri! Salam Hari Lebaran Minal Eidil Wal Faizin 1429 May Allah accept our Ramadhan ibadah, it is indeed a sad goodbye (at least to me) to a month that is better than 1000 months.

Tak sesia, kan!

Hmm..

Memang tak sesia badan sakit2 hari ni, mcm nak demam dan hingus cam air sungai.

1. Most of my friends datang beraya dari jam 12 tgh hari - 1030 malam

2. Tak sesia aku masak spagheti sup sbb ramai gak anak2 member dtg

3. Bagi dorang makan aiskrim yg Aizan n Lan bawak...habes dua2 kotak dat day itself! Murahkan rezeki Aizan n Lan, aminnn :) <---ni dalam maknanya nih

4. Member yg jarang jumpa cam Hezleen bwk Ireeni n Hubby (tatau betul tak eja), datang wo! Rasa teruja cam reunion mini Tekad.

Sbb:
Hehehe banyak info aku dapat dari member2 yg mai open house gua...info antu, keje, rumah for sale, gado2 di opis, ceta politik, ceta life member2 aku, main ngan anak2 dorang, cuddle-cuddle babies! ceta gosip artis laa, uhuhhuuu tak sesia la aku dok melepak ngan dorang! aku dpt tahu, cemana geng tekad leh tahu aku ni ex awek Amir? blabla...etc..Best giler sbb dah lama tak bersosial seperti itu! Uhuhu terharu la pada semua yg telah sudi menghadirkan diri dengan menu yg ala kad aje tuh!

dan yg last:

5. Tak sesia aku penat2 dari pagi pun, layan tetamu, then lepas cuci pinggan and mengemas, boleh tengok Channel 811 lagi ngan Ayahanda. Lee Chong Wei Juara Super Series di France. Selain tengok skil dia yg uhuhuhu buat terkehel bahu dan lutut aku, aku kagum dgn relationship dia n Misbun Sidek! Beb - racism is so overrr (dgn syarat depa tak dengki kat kita cam Suren tu buat kat aku lah kan!). Thats why aku invite Loo n Kelly, Sharon, Tan, Patricia n Prema...

Sekian.

Majulah perkembangan budaya dan minda untuk kecemerlangan negara!
(budaya = maksud aku civilisation)

Ta! Nak tido...
Besok ada training badminton, kena buat latihan menaikkan lagi stamina...
Mampos den! Asek makan je keje...

Lacking Modjo

Not my lovey dovey modjo. But my blogging modjo. Its not that I've lost it, but I'm recharging it to its maximum capacity.

Now, I'm actually reminiscing my horror experiences - in my current office, old office, my uni and my outings. Thanks to Piko who introduced me to one Horror Board. I will definitely blog about them later, when I have the time (usually near midnite, hehehehe) InsyaAllah.

Also, I'm busying myself by downloading and watching these:

1. CSI Season 8 - Thanks to Effi for introducing how-to know when to DL
2. Heroes Season 2 - Thanks to Effi also
3. Shrek the Third
4. The Simpsons Movie
5. Ramsay's Kitchen Nightmare
6. Desperate Housewives
7. Horror movies - tgh ngushar ceta Noorkumalasari beranakkan baby kat mulut tu, Jerangkung, Toyol, Setinggan dll...tapi malangnya, bak kata Melayu Minimal, arkib tangtu tadek...ohh! Sapa ada link/ DVD/ apa-apa pleaselaa...lemme know

At this rate (what wif all the DLs and what not), the books on the shelves just have to wait. Heh!

Still have to think of what kind of food shall I cook for my Open House? Ooohohoohh Busynyer daku!

1. Mee/ Meehoon bandung?
2. Pasta?
3. Mee/ mihun sup?
4. Ubi rebus with kelapa/ ikan masin/ sambal tumis
5. Order je sate?
6. Goreng je Nugget/ Fries?
7. Nasi Goreng?

Argh! Tensi. Harus stop di sini dan layan ceta hantu.

Mat Rempit Beraya - Tidak Apa Attitude?

Ini kejadian benar kat Kampung aku yg tak macam kampung tu (Dulu glamor ngan Arqam, tapi sekarang ada Bora Asmara, ada rumah rehat Pak Lah dan Maya Karin, serta artis-artis 80-an yg kawen ngan Datuk Abul yg tak hemsem, boroi tapi kaya raya itu)

Kami seperti biasa HARUS berada di rumah nenek untuk berbuka hari terakhir bulan Ramadhan dan bertakbir kemudiannya. Kali ni, cuma ada famili Uncle dan paklong je. Dalam jam 8pm lebih, abah sempat lagi jemaah di masjid kampung untuk Isya'. Nampak kereta yg dipandu Effi melimpas (cakap org Sabah- cakap KL, melepasi/ melewati) kereta Abah.

5 minit kemudian, muncul Abah dan kami pun hendak balik ke rumah. Sebaik belok ke kanan selepas traffic light ni, muncul 2 budak motor dari jalan yang sama tapi dari arah bertentangan dengan kereta kami. Dari gaya Abah bawak, macam tak nak stop. Tapi akhirnya Abah brek jugak.

Korang nak tahu?

Budak-budak rempit nih, dahlah pandu tak ikut lorong sebenar. Bila Abah tunjuk jalan macam ala-ala diorang kena pi sebelah sana, sorang yg agak notorious tu bising-bising sambil tak mau bagi laluan kat kereta Abah. Terus dibloknya sambil bercakap dengan nada kurang ajar.

Aku yg mamai dengan ubat pun terus segar n turunkan tingkap. "Sapa yg kurang ajar dgn bapak aku nih?" Masa ni, Abah dah bukak tali pinggang yg dia pakai. Aku pun macam nak bukak pintu, Abah keluar je, aku nak keluar. Tak kiralah, aku perempuan ke, sakit ke, pakai baju kurung ke... Pantang keturunan kepahlawanan famili aku ada orang mcm ni, lebih-lebih lagi dengan orang tua. (Mungkin aku protektif, ada lah ni cerita lain kali)

Dalam hal-hal manusia rempit yang kurang ajar ni, kita patut langgo kepala mereka yg ada macam otak udang tu beratus-ratus kali ajar mereka balik. Abah cuma gaduh mulut je ngan diorang. "Apa lalu jalan ni, dahlah beriring-iring, salah lorong pulak tu, " Abah kata hendak je tanya siapa mak bapak diorang ni. Kita pulak kena elakkan diorang!

Aku turunkan tingkap, aku tengok budak dua ekor tu. Satu macam muka mat addict yg tengah high, satu macam muka bohjan -baju converse (mungkin beli dari bundle), rantai berlapis-lapis ala bling tak mampu, rambut ala-ala mullet karat. seluar katok. (Dahlah malam raya, baju dah melambangkan tah hape-hape, menyusahkan orang pulak tu! Kalau ko susahkan rimau ke gajah kan bagus? Boleh kena ngap ke kena penyekkan ke?"

"Saya mintak maaf, bang ya...Memang salah kami..." Cakap budak rambut mullet karat tu kepada Abah. Memang tgh high lah ni, tak arak, dadah. Abah aku yg macam Datuk ni, dikatanya abang? Itupun selepas beberapa lama keadaan kami yang tak bergerak-gerak. Mungkin agaknya ada kereta lain yg "membenarkan" mereka membuat aksi bodoh macam ni, bawak motor laju-laju, beriring-iringan di lorong yg salah. Sikap "Tak apa", elakkan aje!" Sebab tu Mat Rempit ni berani nak mampos (pun intended)

Aku rasa macam kenal budak mat dadah tu, aku penah marah dia sebab sebok merakam (dengan kamera fon yg dia mampu) aksi budak darjah empat ke lima naik basikal rempit di lorong yg salah di kampung aku jugak. Dia berlagak seolah-olah macam Tok Guru Rempit, "Bagaimana mahu jadik Mat Rempit yg Berjaya Macam Abang".

Mungkin tahun lepas?

Aku berhenti, turunkan tingkap kereta and marah diorang, "kalau nak mampos, meh sini aku langgo" "bawak basikal kat sanalah! Bukan lorong ni!" Lepas tu aku yang kena marah balik. Sebab aku tak puas hati dengan jawapan kurang ajar Tok Guru Rempit tu, aku pun bunyikan hon kuat-kuat. Padan muka aku, aku kata. Puas hati!

Aku memang setujulah kalau Mat Rempit ni mati penyek di atas jalan macam kucing/ anjing liar. Aku nak tepuk tangan kat depan muka diorang kalau they happened to eksiden teruk depan muka aku. Aku nak cakap, "Padan dengan muka korang! Menyusahkan orang!" Lepas tu, aku langgar mereka kasik mati terus. Kalau hidup pun cacat seumur hidup nyusahkan mak bapak dia je, elok mati dengan segera. HAhhHAhhHAhaha! LOL

Bagi aku, this is survival of the fittest. Lagi banyak budak kurang hajar ni mati, lagi bagos. Kurangkan pencemaran alam sekitar, kurangkan pencemaran bunyi, kurangkan gejala bohsia/bohjan, kurangkan budak yg IQ rendah dan biadap (kalau humble, bersopan takpe lagi!), kurangkan jenayah. So dunia ini akan menjadi lebih progresif, lebih berkualiti dari segi akhlak, manusia bertamadun dan kita hidup aman damai. Tak ada Mat Rempit bodoh lagi. Cuma The Fittest human je survive.

Hehehe. Tapi itu cuma angan-angan aku. Oh! I wish...

Blockd Nod, Bad Sinusd & Fever But Raya Must Proceed

Currently Listening: Painter Song By Norah Jones
At the state of having a blissful cinnamon bread pudding with raisins n apple custard (I baked it, Ok?)

Oh! Alangkah indahnya malam ni. Walaupun hidung dah kena blok mcm polis buat malam-malam di Metropolitan Park, tapi suasana sekarang ni rasa syahdu betul. Memang seswai pasang lagu-lagu Jazz. (ohh! Teringat kat Boe yg eksyen dengan mercun KLCC, tapi tak sempat beli baju raya)

Mama bising kat bilik aku n Piko. "Ada bau kepam" ulasnya lagi di sahur pagi. Mungkin ada barang hutan aku terkepam dalam plastik? - kasut Timberland RM500 tu ke, swimming suit Arena 2 piece aku ker, towel hutan (ye, towel yg hanya dibawa ke hutan sahaja), Jaket North Face terkena hujan dan lembap ke, atau seluar Columbia ku yg terkepam kena lumpur? Padahal kasut aku kat dalam Obit dalam keadaan kering. Baju-baju aku semua dah dicuci dan dah kering dengan sempurna.

Penat carik puncanya dengan kedua-dua hidung aku dan Piko yg gagal berfungsi. Hehehe...tapi selongkar punya selongkar lain benda yg aku jumpa - rantai dan gelang emas, geran kereta (bila dicarik tak jumpa pulak!) dan gambar-gambar boiprens lama. hehehe...

Semua adik2 aku balik - Dilot & Adik Ipo, Effi & Taro. Meriah jugak la. Tapi yg tak bestnya, aku lah. Depa semua pakat main mercun, huu haa kat bawah borak-borak, tolong hidang makanan untuk org datang bertakbir kat rumah. Aku? Muka dah sakit macam kena tumbuk (ala-ala DSAI), telinga separa pekak, mata makin kabur - pakai la spek power tinggi mana pun sbb tgh sakit mata and tekak macam kena beguk. Bila cakap sengau, badan panas semacam. Bila sujud dan ruku' Ya ALlah, terasa macam kena cucuk-cucuk, and bijik mata macam nak terkeluar dua-dua. (Kalau boleh buat, aku nak tunjuk kat Piko - Magik wooo)

"tulah! Gi klinik bukan nak makan antibiotik! Bukan murah ubat tu..." Mama sudeh bising.
"ok, ok...nanti Anaz makan bila buka nanti"

Today Raya pun rasa mandom. Baju kaler peach songket India (Ye ke makcik, orang India ada buat songket, ke?) yang aku rasa cantik pun tak dapat nak ceriakan Raya aku. Makan lemang and rendang pun macam "terpaksa" sbb tak dapat bau keenakkan bau dia. Heheheh ada can aku kureng makan time raya ni... Ada can lah tak naik badan, kan?

Doktor (Naz, ni I nak tanya U, benda alah ni boleh record suara, kan? <----Dr Norihan bertanya aku sambil menunjuk ke arah MP3 yg tergantung) kata aku kena sinus yang agak teruk. Ni mungkin penangan nasik kerabu yg makin kerap aku makan masa buka plus adanya anak-anak kucing yg aku tak berapa berkenan. Maklomlah sejak ketiadaan Jojo dan Chomot, aku malas nak bela dah.

Apa-apahal, Raya tetap Raya!
Maaf Zahir dan Batin semua!
Salam Aidilfitri...

+..Back to WORK already..?..+

Bah! Its Sunday.
Tomorrow the sun will shine and please let me unwelcome you back to reality...Monday!

But err...much to all of your dismays, and my added, MSG-ed and spiced glee, I will still be on leave til Tuesday. Woohh! I love my office. Tho, there are still loads to do but heck! It's my holiday. I deserved to pamper meself in the err...lazying around dept.

So, Raya came and went. I'm quite happy and contented as the previous kids that I've gossiped about, y'know the ill-mannered lil devils? They still haven't shown their faces around. Uhuhu i hope they're spending their Raya somewhere near the Artics.

Raya this year was so much OK compared to last year cos it went the way I like. Less people, more relaxing at home and just meeting people who I wanna see a.k.a my friends. I'm looking much forward to meet Mdm USA : the 5-years online gal pal I met when I broke up with V last two years. Uhuhu...can't wait!

My house was opened for Raya yesterday for a lil crowd. Well, first and foremost, I didn't have ALL of my friends' and colleagues' phone numbers. Secondly, I know a lotta friends are still at their kampung far-far away and thus couldn't make it. So, why must I send SMS for things that are too obvious?

Boe came with his rock-grungy look, not to my err expectation as he's working on Saturdays. Well, Saturday is his dress down, and usually on Saturday, we will always go outstation for outdoors (mis)adventures. Nay, I didn't introduce him to Dad like,
"Hey Dad? This is Boe, your future son-in-law.."
I'll wait until he's really into *It* and THEN I'll introduce him proper. This is more mature-like kinda introduction. As *friends*... Again, why waste that few minutes intro, and repeat the same thing again the next year if your relationship fails.. (GOD FORBID!!)

I just wanna be more practical in a sense that doesn't really goes into the typical Malay culture. Y'know..like, when I was asked to bring my stronger other half to my Kampung, and all the aunties, the uncles and the grannies kept repeating that typical Malay kinda questions,
"When can we taste your Nasi Minyak? (popular wedding dish)"
"You've already passed that marriage-able age...bla-di-bla and blah-blah"

BAH! I hate it. So my templated answer would be,
"Ala, [fill in their names here...], just pray for my mate to be someone worth my Uterus and eggs, OK?"
Of course I couldn't really answer these golden aged up to their satisfaction and expectation, but again, the same thing goes when you're already married, and the question would be,
"When can we get to see/ meet your baby?"
So it will always be that never ending story, just to satisfy *some* people.

Then why bother, right?
Why can't they step out the ordinary, be creative and greet me with
"Hey, look...I've met a nice lil chap with nice lil house and car..and he's a good guy and stuff, probably you two can meet up and get to know each other?"
Bah! In your dream....taichee...after all, where should I stuff my already stronger other half?
In my socks?

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On another unrelated story,

Zura, Boe and I spent the rest of our lazy Sunday afternoon with karaoke session. My other sweet lil thang friend couldn't come, so the mike were just for the three o' us. Unlucky for Boe, he sprained his neck and lost the mood to sing. Nevertheless the song that captured my heart was sung by him and uhuhuh cairrr balik....lalallalala~@! I wonder how he sounds like when he recites the Quran and azan?

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There goes a week Raya holiday.

Oh yes, SB clan went to Malacca to visit Arin's newborn baby, Sufiah Hanum.
The misadventure began when the four wheeler smoked and drained the whole radiator. Dilot and I was arguing on why the air-cond was suddenly so hot and humid. She was (as usual the ever so hard-headed) complaining about the thing I accidentally disturbed and tried to blast the temperature to 25- 30 degree celcius (which logically spelt HOT!). I was not in the mood to spoil the nice drive, so I opened up the window, and that works only temporarily...

To my horror, I saw a thick smoke and the temp was rising to its max. Great! Parents were already zoomed farther and we made a pull-over to a nearby resting area. Tried to call PLUSLINE for help. But heck! they were not even trying to make any follow-up calls but instead (probably called their *kereta tarik* counterparts) bright green jackets wearing people in Kancil and Iswara came over and pretend to help. AS IF I was so in distress, plus the four-wheeler was full of ladies...

I said, look I've already called PLUSLINE, and awaiting their truck to come and help us.
"But they will be so busy to help you...and further they wouldn;t know how to repair this radiator"
"Never you mind. I've paid the bloody toll and expect that they would eventually use our money to help in some kind.."

and the waiting agony was like...30- 40 minutes? That's it. I asked Taro and Piko to go and fill in some water in these bottles, and gave 'em RM10 to buy new ones...
"We're gonna do this on our own. Bloody blood sucking PLUSLINE!!"

Parents were already panicking. Well, my name is not *taichee~@!* if I couldn't handle small things like this. I said if thing gets any worse, we'll make a u-turn to KL. But knowing the misadventurist yours truly...i made it thru to Klebang Besau and got to see Sufiah Hanum, and ate yummilicious Malacca delicacies, cooked by MakNgah. Uhuhuh, i already miss that Gulai Lemak Nanas Ikan Masin!!

We only reached KL around 10 ish at night (from 6 pm) after every 30 minutes stop and fill drills (the radiator)and continued to visit Uncle Man and family. Lethargy hit me, but Boe said, "Well, its Raya, and will only be celebrated once a year..." Uhuhu we kept on texting each other as I've joined his smoked and dried radiator club.

Lucky lucky moi...I still have two days to spend. Boe needs me to help send his truck to Jln Tun Razak's service centre. I need to do some montage and a drafted brochure. On a quick meeting by Tuesday (thanks Kama, you've ruined my holiday) and back to the office by Wednesday.

By then, it was a week well spent. I met Madam M, Zura, Inas, *Sofia-Suraya* bwahahah, Mr. Chia, the Promudans, Vitz and her beau, and the rest of the batalion...eheheh. Well spent indeed...

~..bad backache taichee due to washing up gigantic pots and pans..~

+..Uik? Raya already?..+

Time flies in super fast forward this time. Or so I thought. Ramadhan earlier, I wasted a week in Tawau. The past 2 weeks and now was in between pause moments and blurry pictures. Blurry because it went so fast, schwoop..! All you experienced was the sensation, like tickles to your foot.

Then, suddenly next week is already Raya! OMG! Where have I been all this time.

I don't even spend my time with my other friends for break fasting, only with Sutun and Vits.

That was because of its conveniently located nearby the office.

On weekend?

Well, other than busying myself to meet Boe for car window shopping and Raya shopping,

most of the time was spent with family for spring cleaning, family shooping and Gala Iftar with the rest of Zubir's clan. One big whole bunch of havoc! I just had two iftar sessions with Boe.

One wasted down the drain (as both are not much an eater) the other was adventure.

We went to two places the same night, that took 45 mins drive away.

Reason?

He wanna eat Teppanyaki at the first place but I want to buy shoes that I saw at another place. And that another place doesn't have any Teppanyaki outlets. As I can't delay buying the shoes ( it might attract another prospective buyer, you see) I insisted him to drive me there. He ended up buying a Limited Edition raya shoes himself, and the bonus?

We got 40% off the total price! Totally Priceless...

This Ramadhan I patched my missing link with Madam M, my long lost Science Foundation friend back in MU. Since she had nobody in town to talk to (in depthly), I become closer to her (with ym, definitely). My finance was in a state of haywire, I thought of shortwire the whole thing, but thanks to Allah, my patience with that *guy* paid off. Although not as much as RM20K, but it helps lessen my financial hiccups. Where is he BTW? Surely he enjoys using my RM20K to buy his Raya goodies?

Mom forewarned me to attend another Gala Iftar with Zubir's clan on Raya Night this Monday.

Vitz makes me drool on her proposal to eat hot lemang with Rendang Ayam the same night.

Thanks to her fab mother who is excellent in cooking Negri Sembilan's dishes, I am an official addict to it. Help! I'm in a dilemma. Last two years, only Sutun managed to experience eating Lemang piping hot, straight from its *burner* as I was always away to attend Nenek's Kenduri Raya. Mom also announced that this year we will have our own Takbir Raya Event at home.

Takbir Raya is actually an event where a small group of neighbours who walk from house to house

and do the Raya takbir (the praising of Allah). We will have to prepare simple but yummilicious food to cater for them. Mom plans to cook spaghetti, as the common practice 360 degree vicinity prepares Rendang, Ketupat and the usual Malay delicacies. B-O-R-I-N-G...

I was already in raya mood. Not because Boe's going to send his Marriage Proposal Team,

but I just wanna eat Raya cookies and just relax at home without expecting people to visit.

Except my friends..Not that I'm anti-social, but I hate watching ill-mannered kids who run around the house, enter/ exit then lock /unlock the hall's bathroom, just because it was not the convensional ones, play the indoor garden's sliding door like nobody's business and throw Raya cookies's wrappers virtually everywhere!

I hate to think when the same kids come and *visit* us this year, the pebbles lying around the indoor garden, the two small aquariums, the indoor's water fountain and Jojo will be their next target of destruction. Like what they did to the sliding doors and the glass bathroom!! But can I do anything about that? No-ooo because they are *our* distance family. They related to the man who rent our home 5 years ago for years! I feel like eating them alive..and does the parents do anything for these lil devils? NIL!

Note to self: To lace the kids' drinks with sleeping pills

So, for Muslims who read my blog here:-

Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri and Maaf Zahir dan Batin...

Now need to go for my facial appointment. Ciou~@!

.::B L I S S::.

What a week I had!

28th Jan - 1st Feb are filled with snoring, lepaking, lazying, TV watching and another round of blissful sleep. KLite like yours truly loved long holidays like this since everybody else congested major highways northbound and southbound for their balik kampung journey. Lucky I don't have to share this blissful moments with those Bangladeshis and Myanmars and Indons in KTM Komuters, LRT and Monorel, anyho, they throng KLCC and the likes. Hint: AVOID KLCC!! I remembered commuting to KLCC on sardine-packed komuter with those *foreigners*. Argh! hate those *month-long* unwashed clothes.

Over the weekend, the usually busy, filled with cars roads and full house parking lots and shopping complexes were totally deserted. D E S E R T E D. No hurrying cars that kept blaring their honks and high beams towards you, no long queues nearing the tolls. No long queue while waiting for the traffic lights....BLISS!

What bliss when you and your family went outing to the (in)famous Damansara Uptown where you usually experienced the hassle and bustle of the night market (not forgetting *booked* parking spaces by the stall owners), but it turned out to be a quiter night, loads of empty parking spaces and a relaxed ambience of eateries. BLISS! No blasting techno music from any ah bengs or mamats (for rock kapak music)...

Taro and I proceeded to OU to shop for our kitchen essentials, and other *essential* thingies for yours truly ehehhe...besides ample parking spaces (can park under 5 minutes flat, compared to the usual 20- 30 minutes to find *one*), you get to hunt for your fave items easily without shoving elbows, tried your dresses at deserted fitting rooms, paid your stuff at no-queues cash counters and left the building less than 1 hour, man!! BLISS!!

Only yesterday Feb 1 for Selangor's Awal Muharram and KL's Federal Territory was a busier day for me. Well, somebody has to eventually clean up the house, wash dirty laundry and cook, right? I was bored to eat take-aways and fast food. Oh yeah! I changed my furniture placings again, so that my bed is now at the centre (right under the fan), coffee table on the left side of the bed (so I can utilise it for my broadband connection soon) and my bluish settee near the washroom. New year, new room layout, and I was thinking of a new wall colour. pastel should be nice. New year, new love and perhaps...new family?

.:Double Celebration:.

7:30 pm:-
Farina and I made a quick make over with our Raya Dress. She and her tie sarong. Me and my blue chiffon. Together we wore our *express* make over and stuff…well, albeit the half hour *bonus* time, nothing much we could do, rite?

Shida, Farina and I were given separate dinner tables, which came as a depressing issue to us. Heck! We are a team, so a team seat in a table lah, kan? So we chose a near empty table, off centre stage but we are cool as long we were seated together.

Buffet (Aznal the MC pronounced it as *bafet* muahaha) dinner was below expectation. Only sate rocks that nite. Met Azlina and her hubby (she wore scarf already! Alhamdulillah). Farina had to leave early to be with her beau from KL (wish Neo was there too, but what to do he’s so far up north), and left me and Shidah to dreadfully waiting for the nite to end.

Well, I can’t sit there doing nothing. Given the Canon SI which Farina left me, I took loads of pix. Apek TV3 was there to entertain and those cool biceps and lean stomach muscle guys from A’Famosa(The red Indians who ate fire). We decided to stay til late, who knows our names will be announced as the lucky draw winner. We were about to leave when The MCs wanted to announce the grand lucky draws.
“ Shida, jom la balik. Aku rasa susah nak menang tuh. Better kita balik tido jah”
“ Alah, kau tunggu la sampai habis lucky draw ni dulu…”
huwargh~@!
“ okaylah..”

And as I put our 9th treasure hunt placing hamper and stuff back on the table, suddenly I heard the MC were announcing my staff number!!! And what the heck?!! What I won pun tak dengar!! 2314!!! I was thinking how unlucky that number was previously.

2314 = [2+3][1+4]
= 5 5
Well whaddaya know. My staff number consisted of *my* lucky number too. Hahahaha…*nice*~@!

Guess what? I won SECOND GRAND FINAL PRIZE. I won SHARP Washer-Top Loading 6.5 kg (Model Code: SHP – ESP65). When I received the mock prize, our chairman and president said, “hmm..ni dah ada washing machine ni, tak ada alasan tak kahwin nih” Adehhh kena lagi akuuuuu..uwaaaaaa~@!

So, voucher ni need to be sent to HR people so that the prize can be sent to THE FORTE (albeit already having top loader and front loader washing machines at home). Mana aku nak letak additional 3rd wahing machine neh. Adehhss…harus jual nih 60% of ori price (negotiable). Any takers? Muehhee contact aku yah!

Went back to THE BOMB, called my beloved Dad, Mom and Neo and sleep with a smiling face. Oh! What bliss.

The next morning, Wahida and Tina hit the pool (again) and Shida & I left for bafet (pinjam Aznal’s) breakfast. Tak best sangat pun but ok lah, both of us hit the highway and reach Shah Alam by 10 40 am. Loads of things to do…

Packing ke Manila tak buat lagi nih. Souvenirs nak beli pun maybe something to do with SEA Games Manila kots. Adik badik aku dah pre-order. Adess..God, please make me tough by NOT using my credit card…

.:I AM AN ADDICT:.

I want to admit. truthfully, I'm an addict.

I feel agitated if I don't have a hand on it. Be it anywhere, anytime. I MUST HAVE IT.

Oh sod it people. It's not drug nor anything that is illegal. I'm just an addict to the internet. Bah!
Maybe due to a much singularity being that I am, I need to be connected, somehow. There are friends, but friends too need their space and time. I won't be simply bothering them to talk about how eager I am to see all those cool aircrafts and carriers and armours come LIMA 05, am I? Heck! None of my galfriends are interested to seeing that kinda thing. it's not gurlish. Sutun and Vitz, well, they're much interested in meeting hubby and bf. huehue. talk about *singularity being*! Boohoo- hoo!...

So, here I am, after hours of cleaning up some space, doing that spyware scanning, bladibla for my lappie..I'm back. Did some browsing in the Internet EARLY RAYA MORNING. What a life. Well, I just finished helping mom to cook the usual Lontong and mom's famous sambal sotong and udang. Still lack some sleep but hey! This is what Raya suppose to be.

Sleepy...

On the other note:-
Happy Raya people. What most important now is to visit ALL my KL friends. (if my car won't be used by the clan) - err anybody can pick me up, yes?

.::EID MUBARAK::.

Assalamualaikum wbt,

Dear friends...

I'd like to wish all of you Selamat hari raya and Maaf Zahir dan Batin.

jemputle datang my house yek!

Selamat pulang ke kampung and selamat kembali bekerja...

.:Beraya? Merayakan? Dirayakan?:.

Hue hue…

My head is throbbing hard; all the veins can be seen clearly, protruding its greenish colour to this already zit-full face. I am seeing all my orders previously already materialised in front of me. Kak Zah, Kak Aida and Kak Ina brought in my raya cookies orders. Tina with three of my tailored baju kurungs (greyish, yellow and green). I am having a terrible headache now . Help. If your company gives you a 6 months bonus, have mercy on me. Please donate RM50 each to me in green packets, so I can recover all the money I have spent lost.

You see, I am the only one left to coordinate raya celebration here in KL for the whole family, from cleaning the house to the nitty gritty of things. For God’s sake, I am still single, but the burden felt was more as if I am married with two kids. Two cute, adorable and genius kids while the husband was outstation. Heh! Diversion can do wonders to the soul.

Anyho, I made two *accidents* yesterday wit my best buds on two separate occasions. The former was in PKNS Shah Alam with Farina n Ima, the latter with Sutun n Vidz at Subang Parade. Nua- Vidz’ friend was there too and partly this is his entire fault (scapegoat, cos I do not want to blame my Charlie’s Angels).

Err…maybe it was due to my appreciative value of art instinct, let’s say a pair of sweet and laverlay orange flowery baju kurung with rhinestones and the other, a sea bluish chiffon with stones modern baju kurung. The problem was I have already purchased the latter using cash but at the same time, made a *booking* deposit to the orangey sweet and flowery baju kurung? So err…help? Can I take back my deposit? I think I have enough baju kurung already. Help? Or maybe you guys can donate to Tabung Baju Raya Anaz. Hue hue…

Before you can accuse me of giving charity to the shopping complexes, you should see my sea bluish chiffon baju kurung! It is the most beautiful baju kurung I have ever had (READ: But certainly Not the most expensive baju kurung).

RAYA THINGIES:

For Raya Cookies

1. Choc chip cookies - 100
2. Yummy Cornflakes cookie - 100 obviously for my own indulgence & Dilot’s
3. Ice-cream cookies for the kids - 100
4. Pineapple tart for the adults - 100
5. Yummy Kuih Bangkit Kepala - 100 this one’s too for moi
6. Yummy Serunding popia - 1 kg this one for Effi and moi
7. Delicious Cashew nut sugee - 50 you guess
8. Kuih bijan for Dad - 1 kg
9. Kerepek pisang for Effi -1 kg

According to Dilot, she bought all sorta pickles from Penang. Hue hue Raya pickle? Cool!

My three baju kurungs are made from almost 3 year old cloth, bought by beloved mama and baba. One special baju kurung, for my own nafsu raya. Yeah! Rock on raya! Here I come….(with a burnt hole in my pocket!)

m.e.l.a.n.c.h.o.l.i.c

Nov. 2004 already...

i felt like it was just a couple of months back that i've celebrated the new year...being in a roller coaster ride of love and work..in and out, up and down..

Nov 2004...tomorrow will be my beloved bonda's birthday..she'll be flying in from KK with my 3 sisters. Today. i experienced another melancholic moments from a good friend, appreciated what we shared together but life must go on..

Monday. 8th. I'll be flying far away and be back on the 12th. f l y a w a y... hopefully my departure there will bring some new perspective on my new life.. Au revoir friends...trying very hard to forget someone..someone that i can only dream of but can never be as what I want him to be..

14th - and from this very limited space of time, i'd like to wish all my muslim friends a Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri and Maaf ZAhir Batin... ada masa pls visit my house any logical time during hari raya as i'll be celebrating it here in KL. COme December, will be another hectic month for moi...when all things aren't what you want, work is the only comfort area to focus on...may i succeed in my career when all else fails... What a year! What another year to endure...