I finally belong somewhere! Woot woot!
I am currently pursuing Diploma in Communication and Media at UNISEL.
Which surprisingly, does not suck as i imagined it would be.
Studies as of now is great, friends are nice. Food sucks though, and im known as someone who digests fast, which means i still need to do my business after i eat. No matter how little i eat. HAH! I still have not lose any weight. Takpe..takpe, masih ada masa. See how life treats me (with hope of losing weight) haha.
Will update more later, assignments!

Why is it whenever friends need me, i am there for them. Anytime, anywhere. Willing to help, willing to make time, willing to sacrifice. And when i need them, they are almost always never there. Yes, i have friends issues. I dont have a close friend until im 15. And she, is the only one who i think gives and takes as much as i do. The others, they just take. Im just their sad friend. Just when i thought i found great friends, they let me down.

Bila ada kisah sedih, mula cari aku. Humbankan semua pada aku. Bila dah selesa, gembira. Tak pula nak kongsi bersama. Tak pernah nak fikirkan orang yang dah banyak membantu. Tak pernah fikir, kawan yang ini perlukan sesiapa tak. Perlukan tempat mengadu tak. Perlukan teman nak luahkan masalah.

Truth is, i do! As much as how you guys are when you're in your mess. I may not have an important relationship or busy college life as you guys do. But yes, i also have a mess of my own. Im not asking for you to help out untangle my problems. Im not asking anything other than ur time, to lend ur ears just as i have done to you. is it too much to ask?

You say that you are there for me all the time. But where are you when i need you?
Right now, u people are my life. You top my list, my priorities. I may be a pest, asking for attention from you. But not for long. My life will start soon. And i will have different priorities. Soon. Have a great life. Have fun searching for new shoulders to lean on. Because i wont be here for you anymore, just as you never were.

Favourite new discovery!

I don't remember what i want to write. Had a lot planned in my head but the moment i clicked 'new post' everything went astray.
The past 2 weeks have been miserable! Millie went to UK and left me alone. I don't have friends in KL anymore!! Even if i do, nobody ever tells me if they're back here. I had a phone call by Jaja once last week, i Buzzed her but no reply came. So finally this week, i got my reply. She was admitted in the hospital, AGAIN! 2weeks before, she went into a surgery for her cease? and this time, her intestines (that's usus right?) was swollen. She didn't want to have another surgery, so they gave her pills and she had to stay in the hospital for monitoring. And she called me to accompany her in the hospital. A week alone? And only one call? Susahla likedat! Sooo sorry i didn't get to teman her. I didn't know! Sorry for myself coz i was bored doing nothing, and sorry for herself. She was lonely! Ja, you worry me! Stop getting sick! And stop telling me when everything is over! Hish!

Yesterday, middle of the night..i was nudged. Guess who? Millie!!!!! She's back! Rindu! Kangen! Shes having fever, cried on the plane because she's uncomfortable and claustrophobic. I was having fever too by the way, thanks to Whitney Houston for making me wait for her urgh ugly, disastrous performance. Hey, im no hater of hers. I was a fan, Was. She looked as if she was high on crack (as if? haa!) and unprepared and urghh, bloated! Aren't divas suppose to look good? Sigh..has-been. Even her shy, (the one who really was) unprepared daughter sang better than she did. And hello! Eventhough the Malaysian artists sang songs the crowd doesn't know, not even in the Pop genre, they were a hell lot better! And yes, thanks to the fever i did not go for The Otherside Orchestra album launch on Sunday. Been wanting to go and searching for people to go with since the week before.

And today, whadya know? I had food poisoning! Cant stay away from the toilet. Punah harapan nak keluar ke Mid Valley bersama 2 orang sepupu. Ciss. And while i was in the toilet, i had a text message from ilya (yes, i brought my phone in..takes a long time ok!). Her grandma just passed. Condolence ilya, i know u and your family was tested earlier this year. Be strong..ill pray for u. And then, i remembered my hard times when my grandma was still alive. And i remembered 1 particular person who was there for me the most. He wasn't a close friend or a family member. Just acquaintance, but he was there. So i clicked on his blog (which is still alive because the last time i checked, he deleted all his posts) and just found out that his dad is sick. Ill pray for him too, Mike.

And so...today's schedule: online, bloghopping, myspacing, facebooking, chatting. I have no life.

PS: Chat for quiet a long time with a certain someone from a band, make that 2 uprising favourite band. And ahem!! I got upcoming not yet released songs! Woohooo!!! Syok la ni kan.

There's just something about sitting next to the driver i a car. God knows what but it seems like, whoever seat next to the driver will have a lil bit of power. Maybe even more than the driver himself. Lets say, the driver's mother is sitting there. Surely the driver MUST follow her instructions. Or if your chosen by the driver to seat next to him, it either means the driver really likes u or u need to show him the road. Either way, u will feel smug. Come on! You have power in your hands! My cousins and i have constantly fought over the front seating. And the one who wins will have the bragging rights. I dont even know why i bother to fight for it. My sense of directions sucks!

Front seat, sitting there with my dad makes me feel equivalent to him. Feels like i can talk to him about anything. Feels like I'm sharing secrets with him.
Front seat, sitting there with my uncle feels like I'm hitching a ride. Feels like I'm intruding his space. Feels like I'm a pest.
Front seat, sitting there with my aunt makes me feel I'm her friend. Feels like we're on a girls day out. Feels like I'm her confidante.
And of course, front seat next to a guy you're on a date with? It feels great! It just does.
=)

Before




After




Sumpah funny! Lepas flyniversary my face dah oily and sweaty, mata stim mcm org high!

Went to flyniversary at OU last night.
Sumpah orang ramai macam ape je! Free concert, Hujan and Meet Uncle Hussain, Hello?
And so, i didn't join the crowd. Jalan-jalan sekejap pun dah tersangat panas! Apatah lagi kalau join crowd moshing2 sume. Jadi, org yg terer cari spot ini telah mandapatkan bird's eye view dari balcony! Muahahaha. Still panas tho.
Dan, yes..sangat tidak best bile tengok crowd kat bawah lompat-lompat dan nyanyi2 bersama performers. Seriously, i wouldnt mind doing it from the balcony TETAPI others yg watch it kat situ are not sporting enough, and i dont have my crew la kan. Malu je nanti.

I cant exactly summarize the show because i only watch 2 or 3 performance. Heh! Suke hati laaa, memang i came just to watch Meet Uncle Hussain and Hujan. Which at one point i say it wrong to Payan and Ya burst out laughing. Jahat ok! Meet Uncle Hujan and Hussain, hahahahahahaha! Name dekat2 sangat. They were great! Lagi-lagi fans ramai, singing to their songs. Best!

And aha! get this, MY lovely lovely friends namely ash and rauf who promised to come today, didnt show up! Elok lah tu. I cant never get things done with these 2 boys. Janji-janji, lepas tu they either come late or didn't show up. Susah la likedat!
And yet, people say girls break promises or always slow things. Pffft! That aint happening in my case. Im so baik, and almost always early ok. Cute also!

Oh yeah! Last night, we left at about 10.30 but the traffic jam dah start, even in the parking lot. Everyone keluar serentak after the event. Well, we (Ya, Kak Su and myself) cant do anything except wait in line and CAMWHORE! We also planned to check the car next to ours. Alah, biasala kalau traffic jam, check out kereta sebelah. If the drivers are Chinese, sure tengah dig their nose. Ngeh! But no. That was not what happened last night. The car next to ours was checking us up! 3guys, all not at all good looking. Hah! Ya and Kak Su already noticed them, but im short-sighted, so a bit slow la to catch up. Jadi terpaksa stare-stare kejap. So unprofessional ok! Dahla tu, their car was almost always next to ours. Siap roll down window, asking phone numbers. Tidaaaaak! Especially my aunt kan, like hello? Shes married. To my handsome uncle lagi.
Hmmm, there was another car doing the same thing jugak. But not extremely tak malu like the one before. Haih, men. Macam tu bolehlaaa, but got no guts to actually ask for numbers. Kalau hot takpe jugak!

I want to blog bout my trip to OU with my ahem minis, but penaaatttt!
Flyniverssary was sooo panas and stuffy. And i wasnt even moshing in the crowd!
I guess, next time if i want to enjoy HUJAN or Meet Uncle Hussain, i have to pay.
Sesak sangat kalau pergi free shows.

Ok chup, firstly mmg nk write a happy post, but then i have to argue with my mum because she wants to hijack the PC. Yes, hijack!
Dear god, my mum is an online game addict! She will stare at the PC playing games like there's no tomorrow. Whatever i do to get the PC back, i wont get it. She just would not bulge! Haih!

Anyhow, i bought a miniskirt. Aha! Surprise surprise!
Miss I'm-not-at-all-girly-and-i-don't-wear skirts bought a MINISKIRT!
Hah! Wait till Millie comes back from UK and find out bout it.

Trust me, I'm having the shock of my life too. Just 2 weeks ago, i bought a black bareback dress. Bareback? Ya had the laugh of her life. And i, I'm confused.
Im not exactly sure whats happening to me. I think I'm not safe with money or shopping alone. Because somehow, I'll end up finding cheap things and buying it. Or trying on a type of clothing I've never worn before, liking it, and paying for it. Haih! How how?
Susah la likedat!

Oh oh! i was at Semenyih right, until yesterday that is. So last last night Syaniz and i were browsing YouTube. We were looking for the song title of Chrisye's song. Very fun and cheeky song. After clicking a few tabs, watching to the videos i got a lil bit teary-eyed. Ye laaaaa, Chrisye was a damn good singer blessed with great voice and wonderful songs. And he died sometime last year, sedih la! And plus he have this cute grandpa look ok. Then we managed to get the right clip, which was Burkat by Chrisye feat Project Pop.

Aha! Project Pop! They're the shizwit! Comedic vocal group. I love love love their songs and clips. So fun and cheeky. Catchy lyrics. Go check it out. I particularly like Jangan Ganggu. And in it, one of them dressed up as a pondan. Haha! He reminds me a LOT of Kak Lisha's brother. Im not sure which. Either fali or faidz. One of them, who pose as a drag himself at her mum's family day. Damn funny! Gi tengok!
i'll post up the vids when i know how. Soon.

I look super chomel in this photo ok!
Konon2 nk tiru Millie's pose la kan, mula2 tak jadi. Tiba-tiba.....


Memang chomel pon!

As of 20th November 2007, Im finally 18! Woooohoooo!!!
Nothing out of the ordinary tho.
And not celebrating until i have my VIPs and my usuals here with me.
Everyone merata-rata. Back in colleges, away from KL, assignments, classes, exams.
And abroad. The ones i need most are not even in Malaysia. Sedih la likedat!

I had my 18th birthday back at Sweet Semenyih. Nothing special, a normal day. But not boring, at all! Had the monkids as my slave today, everyday actually...heh!
Toto, and Neni weren't home. They went to PD to settle some things, Abi followed, Angah was ignorant..as always. Tenna, Umi, and Abg P'John was at work. Same like everyday nothing special. Sounds sad. Rasa pathetic la pulak...
Wait seminit! Im 18, im legal! Who cares!

Tok Lat is the sweetest person.
First she said, "nanti hari jadi hujung bulan ye. xdak duit lagi. baju seluar sepasang...."
I was like..eh tak payah! Segan ok.
And we leave it to that. Tengok-tengok she wanted to masak pulut kuning and daging for me! Waaahhhh so sweet! heh!
And neni, she woke me up kissing my cheeks and wished me that morning. Thats the sweetest gesture ever!

Sweet sweet friends, thanks for my birthday wishes kay? It made my day! Comel la korang...macam2 ada!

Bestfriends, away from Malaysia ade...going away from Malaysia ade.
Sedih la likedat!
Lets see..Millie kat UK, Nana kat UK, Liea kat UIA, and Rauf! Hes going to Cambodia!!! How to celebrate? Sigh!
Malaslaaa...xyah celebrate. Postpone!

Baliklaaaaa korang!

Im hitting the lowest point of my 18years living.
All i seem to do now is fail, and failing.
Everything im doing, i did...i failed.
I dont have a reason to try anymore.
Non whatsoever.
Nothing.

Semalam pukul 3.24 pagi, saya terjaga dari mimpi.
Mimpi ngeri yang sepatutnya tak terjadi. Saya berada di kenduri di rumah nenek, semua ahli keluarga ada bersama. Kami semua berkumpul, perkara biasa yang kami lakukan. Cuma kali ini tanpa arwah nenek. Sedang kami berborak-borak, nenek masuk ke dalam rumah. Lengkap dengan bertelekung. Pakaian biasa nenek. Tapi kami tergamam. Nenek sudah tiada, ini siapa? Walaupun sedang keliru saya tetap bersalaman dengan nenek. Dan buat kali pertama, nenek memicit hidung saya. Lantas menghilang ke dalam biliknya. Memang pelik.

Tidak lama kemudian, adik kepada nenek (yang amat terkenal kerana selalu meratapi kematian) datang ke rumah dalam keadaan sedang menangis. Dia katakan dia sedih dengan kehilangan nenek. Nenek keluar dari biliknya dan menghulur tangan untuk bersalam. Tergamam, terkedu, tapi tangan tetap disambut dan dicium. Dan sekali lagi nenek menghilang ke dalam biliknya.

Kami semua ditinggalkan dengan persoalan besar. Siapa itu tadi?

Nenek, bless your soul. 1 month past, and im dreaming bout you. I miss you.

And its back again! Canceled the old one. This list refers to childhood of the Before PS2 era.

1. P.Ramlee movies and songs. Hello!! Name me 3 persons yang tak pernah tonton filem-filem P.Ramlee. Heck! We even memorize the scripts AND songs! Thanks for re-runs and CDs. No matter how many times you watch them, they never bore you.

2. Childhood games with weird funky songs.

Tahi lembu,tahi kelawar, sape dulu dia keluar.

or maybe

alif, ba, ta, pak aji mata buta, nak cium anak dara, tercium bontot kuda!

3. The opportunity to buy dirt cheap junk food from mamak roti. With alibi of buying roti. (sebab junk food tu tak elok) Oh well, dapat jugak!

4. The ability to speak variations of Malay language. Let see, we have the F language. Z or P. Any letter will do. And the wa-re-_____ and oh!! cakap terbalik or cakap separuh.

5. Folk games such as congkak, batu seremban, jentik tudung botol. Yg dibenarkan bawak pegi skolah hujung2 tahun. PS2 bole ke? Tak kan.. Uno pon sorok2 bawak. And who in their right mind would bring Limited Edition Star Wars monopoly to school?

6. If we were told not to play outside, separuh menderita. But hey, we're creative people! Imaginary games! Role-playing games. And no, we dont have imaginary friends. We almost always have real friends to play with. Kids now a days, mati hidup semula taknak main kat luar. Kenapa? Sebab PS2 boleh main kat dlm rumah je.

7. Eating at fast food restaurants are advantages or rewards. Mahal kot. Pastu sume brand overseas kene menyemat nk makan tmpt2 camtu.

8. Kalau dah senja, nk suruh budak2 masuk rumah. Ape lagi! keluarlah segala cerita dongeng seperti Hantu kopek yang sorok budak dan toyol. Tapi kami memang percaya. Hantu Malaysia kreatif, so many variations. Foreign countries? Bo-ring!

9. No bubblegums until u reached highschool. Oh-man! Thats the worst. But still, we manage to 'berjinak-jinak' with bubblegums waaayyy before highschool.

10. Mini-market bus ride on our way home! 2 in one. Our source of junk food, sweets, sugar for our blood and yes, bubblegum! Mane ade bas sekolah kat tempat lain yg jual makanan, ais-krim, keropok, coklat, gula2, sugus, chewing gum, dan sebagainya.

11. Pasar malam! They have the best things! Thats hypermarket + fast food joint + toy store! Makan sedap, murah, beraneka pilihan lagi tuh!

12. Duit raya masa raya. Woot woot! Raya lah tempat lain, collection tak akan semeriah di Malaysia.

13. And the ultimate reason, our family is close. You'll get stronger and tighter bonds. Sume tok nenek, pakcik-makcik, sepupu sepapat..sume kenal! Rapat pulak tu. Xde la terkial-kial kan bile jumpe. Hehe! Family, easy as that.

This is my paternal grandmother, Hajah Juriah. My dearest nenek.
She left us on Sunday, 7th October, 25th Ramadhan at 11.55pm.
They say the night of Lailatul Qadar is on the last 10 days of Ramadhan.
Which one, we don't know but we hope she lived her last Lailatul Qadar.
Insya-allah.

Nenek, our love and prayers are with you.
Always and forever.
May you are at peace upon meeting the Almighty.
Amin...

Here goes nothing!

Name 5 favourite food that you feel like having now -

(1) Mrs.Field's Butter Toffee Cookies
(2) Yoshinoya's Beef Bowl
(3) That awesome brownie from Hartamas Square
(4) Chilis's Triple Play or Fajitas
(5) Abah's Nasi Goreng Hijau

Name 5 food you would like to have for breakfast if you could -

Kalau ikutkan hati -

(1) McD's Sausage McMuffin
(2) Semenyih's nasi goreng
(3) Gardenia toast with Dorina butter
(4) Food from Tang Ling
(5) Mee Kicap Hoi Yin kat Kuantan.

(Tukarlah sikit, things Im most likely to spend money on for berbuka:)

Name 5 food you would most likely buy for berbuka today -

(1) Air tebu
(2) Samosas
(3) Air tembikai (susu)
(4) Rendang limpa
(5) Caramel pudding

See Mike, i can control my appetite. Har har!

Dearest Aunty Shana,
thank you for listing me too.
My blog pon dah kering-kontang sangat ni.
As much i wanted to fill the tag list, i need to find the right time first.
Im rarely at home in the morning or afternoon, im home mostly just to sleep.
Jadi kirangnya nafsu makan tu dah takde dah, nafsu tidor je.
Ill find the time to fill in the list.
Thanks again.

Kea

P/s: Shuttup Mike! I have times when i dont have appetites for food.

Be a devotee to DevoTee

www.myspace.com/devotee_millie

Hey, if u have any upcoming events needing another booth, dont forget to invite DevoTee. We're interested. Thx!

It was raining outside, astro is not working, im bored with all the internet networking websites.
So, I decided to screen my comment on friendster. My very first account. (then come myspace, bebo, tagged, multiply, facebox, facebook...segala neka)

Anyhow, I was reading my old testimonials, membaca kata-kata pujian dari teman-teman persekolahan. It was....overwhelming.
Kids at the age of 14 were kissing up each others' asses. Trying to make friends or as much friends before discovering identity of themselves.
Ahhhh sweet, bitter memories.

My testys (as we called it; vulgarity pun intended) all mentioned almost same things.

Farah Hani;
cute;
loud;
fair giler melebih cina;
i thought she was chinese;
takde muka Malay langsong;
banyak cakap;
non-stop talking;
laughs a LOT;
sume gossip tahu;
her eyes make her look garang;
bila marah macam nak makan orang;
sweet;
bubbly;
short;
chubby;
always smiling;
petite;
smart;
great friend;
cool 60's hair;
movie manic;
cute;
comel;
good listener;
brings the best food;
good in English;
a secret keeper;
best buddy;
cheerful;
cool;
understanding;
hearty eater;
funny;
friendly;
adorable;

3 years since those testys, 100 of love yous, 79 of friends forever, 84 of cute and fair, I am still the same person they described me. Well almost the same I think. Of all the testimonials. I cherished one the most.

• Helloy!!!hehehe...teruk tul abg Wuu ni
  kan!!!sampai kecik2 mata si Farah ni..:-)
  Bkn apa,utk Farah mmg di'reserve'kan
  sikit,sbb nk tulis pjg2...hihi...Amacam,ok
  tak alasan i??heheh...So hows ur
  fasting??mesti mkn lagi byk kan??hihi..
  Kecik2 dulu suka mkn udang,skrg ni
  suka mkn apa yek??
  ~testi laa pulak~...:-)Hmm...i still
  remember Farah as the cutest,
  "comel"est baby in the world...Skrg dh jd
  awekz!!hehe..Kecik2 dh independent,
  friendly...I think she's a sensitive person,
  but hiding it behind the character!!!(am i
  rite??)..She's smart,intelligent type and
  happening at the same time...(tu yg
  mahal tu)..a social person...Girl,make
  use of ur ability....I wud love & wudnt b
  surprised 2 c her cruising her life
  successfully in the future..Miss ya a lot!!!

This was sent from cousin who is currently studying in Aussie. I guess he described me perfectly maybe because he have seen me growing up. From a baby the size of my dad's palm to an adolesence the size of Dr.Bailey. Thanks Abang Uu.

I've not been a good friend for sometime now.
To everyone.
I tend to snap easily, and lose my temper more than usual.

I need a scape goat. I blame work.

I'm having 4 problems:
1) A friend became distant and awkward towards me. I'm really sorry, i tend to act weird when its face-to-face contact.
2) My best friend didn't receive her bday wish (which was a big deal for her)
3) My bestest friend/cousin gotta straight in her face volcano lava, yes from me.
4) I lost myself.

Eventhough these things are bothering me so bad, i just don't feel like sorting it out.
I'm tired...of trying to please.
Just know that when I dont make an effort...it means u need to get over it.

Guys, thousand apologies, i don't even bother bout explaining myself.
I'm just gonna accept the blame.
Its so easy to be hurtful but so hard to forgive.
Since I'm the one hurting others, i apologise.
I'm tired of trying so hard pleasing others, being there for others, caring to much bout them that i end up forgetting myself.
Working gives me time out from others and i needed that.
I don't have to hear his and her side of the story and play the middle person.
I don't need to listen to a person's whine.

Its my turn to whine.
My turn to let out my feeling and for others to console me.
My time.

I am a nocturnal.
Have always been, will always be.
I love indie bands.
I love live performance.
I love the atmosphere.
I love the crowd.
I love the talents.
I love all of it.

And yet, I've been to none.

Semuanya lewat malam baru start. And i got a curfew!
My friends are not into it as I do. Even if they are, they dont make enough effort or feel excited as i do.
Susah.
Today, i was suppose to enjoy performance by a few bands at Central Market.
But since my friend was late, we missed it!
Tension.
I nak tengok Hujan (aka Strokes Malaysia) perform!!!
Didnt even manage to get their CDs!

The one time I wished for a boyfriend.
So that he can accompany me to do things i like.
With my father's knowledge and trust.

These are all real, legit website names. What were they thinking?

1. A site called 'Who Represents' where you can find the name of the agent that represents a celebrity. Their domain name… wait for it… is www.whorepresents.com

2. Experts Exchange, a knowledge base where programmers can exchange advice and views at www.expertsexchange.com

3. Looking for a pen? Look no further than Pen Island at www.penisland.net

4. Need a therapist? Try Therapist Finder at www.therapistfinder.com

5. Then of course, there's the Italian Power Generator company… www.powergenitalia.com

6. And now, we have the Mole Station Native Nursery, based in New South Wales: www.molestationnursery.com

7. If you're looking for computer software, there's always www.ipanywhere.com

8. Welcome to the First Cumming Methodist Church. Their website is www.cummingfirst.com

9. Then, of course, there's these brainless art designers, and their whacky website: www.speedofart.com

10. Want to holiday in Lake Tahoe? Try their brochure website at www.gotahoe.com

I need to post this. Hilarious!

Alriiigghhhtttt!!!!

3 effing 1!

I predict everyone jam the field after the game.

To do what else?
Trash number 14.
Muahahahahaha!

We won!!!! In more than a decade!
Sweet sweet gesture for a great celebration of 50 years.

I dont remember when was the last time I watched M'sian football and feel the excitement. Really feel the excitement.

And get this, I have never seen my mum feeling excited when watching sports.
Especially M'sian football.
She was the one who changed the channel right after news to watch the live telecast.
And my dad, who was reallyyyyy tired...cancel his 'beauty sleep' to watch the match.
Shouting now and then...startling my sensitive ear CP brother.

Well,
The game is good..as of now 2 good goals, and 1 lucky one.
Beat of the game, great.
Tough players...which means they wont be the one got knocked down.
Packed stadium, full of supporters.
If Malaysia play like this all the time, i dont doubt we'll be back in the 'Supermok' era.

Chup! Myanmar is trashing our players.
Play fair dudes!
It wasnt our fault ur player kick the ball to ur own goal.
Dah berlambak kad kuning.
Sudah-sudah la tu.

Argh shit, Myanmar just scored.

Later...
OMG! goalie ni bolos je. Pe cite?

Someone sent me a thank you comment.
And all i can think to reply is...

Are u sending me a thank you a comment so that you can get a post entirely about you?

I accept that as a yes.

Alright people, lets get down with it!

Mr.SDN/Mike/AKAB,

He's not fat.
He's not old...yet.
And he's the real deal...what u read about what he reads, he does read it.
I differentiate him by looking at the book he was reading when i met him.

And btw,
I already have a post about you before!
Partly you anyways. More about the tee.

This post is for my friends, my closest friends who i love most among friends.
Work have been arsey, therefore I want to apologise to all of you.

Nana,
Sorry I was emo-ish last saturday on your sister's wedding. Eventhough Im almost always emo.
Sorry for snapping loads of time.
Sorry for leaving early.

Millie,
Sorry for not spending more time with you.
Sorry for not helping with your piano homework.
Sorry for going back to work after the nikah.

Wanie,
Sorry for not joining your genting trip.
Sorry for not hanging out with you and nana.
Sorry for not skipping work.

Liea,
Sorry for cancelling our bonding day.
Sorry for not making time for you.
Sorry that i work on the day im suppose to meet you.

Iman,
Sorry that I cant accept your invitation.
Sorry I cant send you to UK.
Sorry I didnt make time for you.

And Izzati. Most of all you,
Sorry I didn't wish you on your birthday.
Sorry for rarely keeping in touch.
Sorry...

Babes,
I apologise.

Soooo....bloggers make the government feel insecure ey?
I say...merepek!

I abso'effing'lutely hate it when my books are passed to other people yg takde bloodline or whatsover without my knowledge and permission.
Tak kira lah aku beli buku tu RM5 ke RM10 ke RM100 ke!
You dont just pass my book as if it is ur own!
I am furious!
Sedap2 je. I am passionate about my books, and deeply concern about the conditions.
Plus..im very particular about the borrowers.
If you borrow it once and pulang balik lunyai, you'll never see my books again.
Tak kira lah, if ur my cousin/best friend/auntie/soulmate/love of my life...that is the end of it.
And so....never ever ever treat my book like it is yours. Treat it like its ur boyfriend.
I dont borrow your boyfriend and pass him to my friend right?

I strongly believe in treating others the way you want to be treated.
Maybe you should start doing that too coz hunneh, i can lay all ur shit bare!

There's this dude, on my blog link. His writes in Semusim Di Neraka.

One fine day he decided to print his blog banner on a shirt and sells them.

Astonishingly, there were a lot of people who are interested!

So he keep on selling until he decided to stop because he's not making money (postal chargers, transportations fees because he hand delivers them and of course; free tees for hot chiquititas!) plus the business is ruining he's life. <- His words not mine.

So his first print is considered limited editions tees.

90 tees to be exact.

And...he's going to have more tees printed but in a different design since there are still many demands of the tees.

All i want to say is..I ada SDN tee!!

Syiok!

And Mike, great idea!

Who would have thought a simple blog banner design printed on a black shirt can make it big ey?

I don't get it!
WHY OH WHY does non-readers not understand not to bloody bother me when I'm reading?
I'm in my reading mode, thus I'm in another world.
Seriously, and then you asked why I'm such an emo person?
Well, I'M READING!!!

P/s: Did I mention I love Wikipedia? Its like the Holy Grail of informations. The knowledge warehouse. I cant begin to explain what i got to know through Wikipedia. Its so detail and specific and long!
Oh i love you, Wikipedia.

Read!!!
Great, great book. I was moved to tears.
Im glad after 4 or 5 years of wanting to read this book, I finally did!
Just in time I must say, as it was not appropriate for my age back then.
If you love The Notebook, read this too.

By the way,

Quick read it before it turned into a movie! Played by my choice of actress to play the lead female character, Rachel McAdams. And...ermmm Eric Bana for the lead man. I wanted Johnny Depp but i guess thats too much to ask.

This is my friend. I call her nana,

Dont know why I post this, but the photo made my day.

Don't worry no spoilers.

This will be a short brief post. (unless my fingers take control of my head)

As I'm writing this post, i am still splotchy with tears. Not because death of the characters( okay maybe that triggers it) but because this book marks the end of Harry Potter. A legacy.

As Rowling said it, a lighting can never strike the same place twice...i should think so too.
One can write so many good stuff, but only one of it will have the success of a lifetime.

Take Shakespeare for example. he wrote many, but he was famous for Romeo and Juliet the most.

To dear Miss Joanne Kathleen Rowling,
If i ever see you in my lifetime, please bear with me. As i will shamelessly hug you and burst into tears at the same time. That will be my way of expressing my gratitude. Thank you for colouring my childhood and adolescent years with your books, and great words. You made a girl confessed her desperation to read your books more than wanting a boyfriend.

Thousands of thank you, keanorlinsya.

p/s: I excitedly finished this book in a day, and now regrets it. I should have savour my last moments with Harry, Hermione, Ron, Hagrid, The Weasleys, Ginny, Neville, Luna, Dumbledore's Army, the whole Hogwarts community including the ghosts, and the rest of wizarding world.
Oh dear is my childhood over?

Have you ever feel the tingling sensation? Or butterfly in your stomach? Hot flushes? The symptoms of nervousness. I have. Especially when I'm nervous about things I don’t want to happen. Or when I would like those things to happen but are surrounded by guilt and conscience. Kinda like this, I know its wrong but I still want to do it. Get it? These usually happen, when i’m in my own dilemma. But somehow, I’m also having this feeling in my friend’s case.

Kesian dia. She’s this sweet sweet girl. Nice too. Use to have a boyfriend, but it’s been a while since she’s been with somebody. She’s not choosy, men are. Men just don’t take a second look at girls who is not hot. Simply said. They say they want nice girls but they never look at girls who are not hot, which are the nice ones. Instead they go for the ones with nice features and blame them for their bitchy attitude/the eyes wandering at their girl. Hey guys! Face the facts, it’s a package. You want hot, u get everything that comes with it. Live with it.

Anyway so this friend of mine, D; finally met someone. The thing is, he’s almost 15 years older than she is and married. God! Sometimes I wonder if he really is into her or it is just a fling. Mid life crisis? Maybe.

What scares me the most is how D is going to stop herself from liking him. She ended it, quite a few times but they seem to patch things and start all over again. For a girl who doesn’t have a boyfriend, having attention like that memanglah best! Come on, even if you are already with somebody you will fall for this kind of guy. Heck! Even I fall for him just by listening to her stories.

He texts and calls her everyday. Willing and wants to make time for her. Sends sweet messages. Say things he’s not suppose to. He takes her out. They chat on messenger. They’re practically dating! Sigh. He is really acting like her boyfriend. And sometimes she cant help acting like her girlfriend, sorry to say but they do have lover’s quarrel. I’m scared for her. I’m scared that she’s too young for him. I’m scared if things really are getting serious. I’m scared if people look at her as the other woman. Please, she’s too young. I know she’s scared too.

I know i’m not supposed to encourage her to be with him. Believe me I tried. But in the end it’s still up to both of them. If he wasn’t old and married, I would have said go ahead. Seeing how he cares for her even if I have never met him. But the fact is she considers him as her brother. And him, I wish I know what is on his mind. Why do men go for younger girls? What say you?

Author's note: This post was written in May, but for some reason I decided not to post it then.

This incident happened a month ago. Didnt have that much of a reason to blog bout it then, until today.

To re-tell the story.
Last month, a customer left a wallet on one of our (PDI) off bin. Upon seeing the wallet, I told the old chinese woman (around 40-ish) to take it before someone else took it because its near the entrance. She was looking at the display clothes and her back was facing the wallet (where she was just browsing through). She quickly took it, wait. Dengan menggelabah, she took the wallet and ran towards the exit. Mind you, our store is directly next to the exit. I was like "apahal laju sgt? takut sgt kene curik, padahal tengah tengok baju."

15minutes later...

Girl called E: Miss, u ada nampak wallet saya tak?
Me: Ha? Warna brown, panjang?
E: Haah, ade nampak tak saya letak mane?
Me: Alamak. Saya dah bg customer cina. Saya ingat dia punya. Sorry sangat2!!! Saya taktau, ingatkan dia punya.
(Which was undoubtably a stupid answer and even more asinine move I made)
E: Haaaaa?? Kenapa bagi kat dia? You ade nampak i pegang tadi kan?
Me: Sory.......tak perasan. Sorryy!!!
(She and her friend continued looking for it, and then went to the management office to lodge a report but NOT a police report.)

Turns out she put her (apparently new) scooter's key in her wallet.
Since she's stranded there, I wanted to take responsibility. So my dad and I, we sent her back to her uni. Not very far from where I work. My dad told her countless times to lodge police report but she refused as she was afraid her dad might found out. Another problem was that she's afraid to ask from her dad the spare key for the scooter. Entah apa ditakutkan sangat, i dont know. During the journey, my dad told me to reimburse her. The fine for lost IC and whatever money in her wallet, also to duplicate her key. Im fine with that since its partly my fault.

The next day, she asked her friend to come to PDI and asked me to meet her outside. She asked me to pay for her IC (RM50) and RM25 from her wallet. I gave her RM80. Extra Rm5 for the key. And i thought we're settle. I can still remember her words.
"Kak sebenarnye saya segan nak cakap, tapi tadi saya dah buat IC kene denda RM50. Lepastu, dalam wallet saya ada RM25, boleh tak kak? Boleh ye? Saya 'student'."
Oh dear god, typing those words make me feel like slapping her face. Kau nak buat kesian, aku kasi terus RM80. Enough to keep her quiet.
"Akak ni baik sangat la, Tuhan je boleh balas" Yea..yea..pared-schmared! So, settled.
I thought wrong.

Today she called,
E; "Assalamualaikum kak, ni E yg wallet tu. Kak, saya dah tukar kunci dah. Ermm bole tak kak.."
Me: "Eh, kan haritu saya dah bagi RM80, duit untuk kunci sekali."
E: "Oh tak2, haritu RM50 untuk IC, RM30 untuk duit dalam wallet"
Me: "Haritu kata dalam wallet RM25, so I bagi RM5 untuk kunci."
E: "Oh kak, saya tukar kunci mahal kak, kena RM50 sebab ni dengan tempat scooter skali"
Me: "Habis tu takkan nak suruh I bayar, saya dah bayar RM80. Kan kita dua-dua mengaku salah, I already paid my half."
E: "Habis tu akak nak salahkan saya lah ni? Bende ni takkan jadi kalau akak tak kasi wallet saya kat orang tu"
(Hearing that, I already started to boil, belum burst out saja)
Me: "Hey!! Skarang ni saya tengah mengaku salah, dan saya dah bayar. Takkan yang ni pun saya nak bayar?"
E: "Habistu akak taknak tanggung lah?"
Me: "Tak"

Then the line wasnt really clear...i tried talking to her, but i dont think she heard me, although i think i heard her mumble something. Last i hear was a Hiiiisssh!!! from her and she hung up.

I was outraged, choked up with tears when I called my dad directly after that. While talking to him I cant help letting my tears fall. I cant help it, when I have build up anger and I cant let it go I cry. Its soooo hard to contain myself.
My colleague, Rose asked: Why the hell are you crying?
Me: I cant help it, nak marah tapi xleh lepas. Takkan nak let go kat u dgn Ah Hoo? Tak pasal2 je.

Oh My God! I cant begin to start!
She have the guts to call me and ask for more money. Naik lemak, orang dah buat baik tu pijak kepala. Hello! At least I owned up and willing to pay for you. Kalau tak, kau tanggung lah semua tu sendiri. Yang bengap sangat takut nak mintak kunci kat bapak tu buat ape? Takdelah kau susah sangat spend money pergi tuka everything. And I tak faham kenapa she refused to lodge a police report. Its a must. Kau ada juvie record ke? Hmm..come to think of it, she must. I think shes an extortianist. Nasib baik aku halalkan duit. Kalau tak sampai mati pakai IC duit haram.
If i am her (mati hidup balik pon taknak) , I malu nak mintak duit. Especially since the first time was given wilingly. Malu gila! The cheek of her to say those words to me. Geram!

Dear E (which stands for extortianist by the way),
If you were to find some goodness in your heart, OWN UP. Ur a grown woman, tak payahlah nak sorok from ur dad. Bukan nye boleh mati kalau bagitau. And stop taking advantage, your making youself look like the victim but you and I both know that it all started with you. Sendiri tak menjaga harta. Sedarlah sikit..kalau I tak membantu, bulan ni kat hostel tu entah ape la kau makan. I myself work to get money, and I certainly dont intend to spend it on a careless person like yourself. Learn to live better and not make other people lives miserable. You nak susahkan diri sendiri go ahead, mine..you might as well go to hell!

I didnt think this news made it to Malaysia. but it was shocking.
I came across it from a blog. this report is from Reuters. Read on.

LONDON (Reuters) - The two-year-old daughter of a senior insurance executive died in hospital on Tuesday, police said, two days after she suffered massive head injuries while at home with her parents in central London.
Yanire Izaga, whose father Alberto Izaga was arrested after police were called to the Thames-side apartment on Sunday morning, was pronounced dead by doctors at St Thomas's Hospital, where she had been on life support.
A police statement said a post mortem would be carried out to determine the cause of death and an inquest opened. It also said a team of child abuse officers would investigate.
Alberto Izaga, a member of Swiss Re's executive board, was sectioned under the Mental Health Act on Monday and has been admitted to a London hospital for examination.
The Daily Mirror reported that police found his daughter lying unconscious in her nightdress and bleeding from her nose, ears and mouth.
They were called to the apartment after neighbours heard a child screaming, a woman crying and a man shouting amid loud thudding noises, the paper said.
Izaga, 36, was considered a high-flyer at Swiss Re and worked in the company's landmark "Gherkin" tower in the City.
The Spanish citizen is married with one daughter, and was elected to the board of the Association of British Insurers last year. His wife, also a businesswoman, had kept a vigil at her daughter's bedside since Sunday morning.
Swiss Re said on Monday it was "deeply saddened" by the family tragedy, but would not comment further.
Colleagues of Alberto Izaga's have described him as a relaxed, family man who enjoyed sports outside of work.

Read more here and here. And the full coverage here.

*Supposedly the father flip out because Yanire 'caught' him and her mother in one of their 'sessions'. And now he is claiming he was hearing voices before the incident. I think, it was a mistake. Just a simple mistake turned ugly. Yanire, rest in peace.

3 guesses.
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Anyhow, last week i talked to my dad about going to Laundry Bar to watch live gigs. After a through and through father-daughter talk. We have reached an agreement. i am allowed to go, with friends that he trust and MUST take care of myself. He's okay bout me going to the clubs but what worries him is the vultures. The guys who spike girls drinks and such for their benefits. And the aftermath. Go figure.

I hope he realised now that my curfew needs to be later than 11 pm.

*Just for the record, my dad knows i dont do booze and smoking serta kebanyakan perkara2 haram lain. So thats settle.

For a girl who never watches Transformers in her life (due to no reruns of the show during my childhood) I frikkin LOVE TRANSFORMERS!!! Watched it yesterday at iMAX (5times bigger than other cinema screens.) with my dad; a transformers geek.

My uncle said in his blog, Transformers rock! So hard that he cheered in the cinema when Optimus Prime gave the commands, Autobots! Roll out! Being the geek that he was, he nearly cried watching the movie. The nostalgic feelings. Dont laugh, i know not some but most of you felt the same way too when overwhelmed by nostalgic feelings. Even my dad. Oh yes, he was moved to tears too when the autobots gathered in the alley to introduce themselves.

(Alley scene)
Me : Now i know why Achik wanted to cry watching this movie, i felt the same way too!
Abah : Abah pun. Nak menitik air mata.

Oh well! I had one too, when i accidently read Doraemon's ending. He finally left Nobita in order to let him grow up. As long as Doraemon stays with Nobita, he will never grow up. So he went back to the future and left Nobita to cry (yang jenis banjir skali ngan air hingus keluar) sampai demam. But Doraemon came back and talk it through with him. And again, he left Nobita to cry jenis banjir...Doraemon never returned. As i read the final line, with Nobita's picture crying his heart out...i cried too. Reading Doraemon never felt the same again. i regret reading that one story. After sooooo many years, it finally ended. I have been reading Doraemon since i know how to read. And the comic have always been there. Letting go was hard. Really hard. Anywayyyy....

For those who doesnt want to watch the movie because they changed a little bit of the robot's design or because the gazette aint that good, you are missing a LOT! Go watch the movie, you will be proven wrong. I loved it everytime they transform! Whoa!!! Bumblebee gempak jugak eh? Cube sebesar gajah, he transformed it to the size of a cube shaped laptop. Hot damn!

The cast was great too. Enough eye candy apart from the robots themselves. Mikaela (whats her name?) and Josh Duhamel. And a geek. Shia LeBouf played the character well. Waaahhhh!!! I cant get over how great the movie was. They have everything! Comics, Great CGI, Great cast, songs, best fighing sequence for non-humans, great shots, cinematography, a lil bit of comedy, suspense, drama, romance, the fictional reality. Waaaaaaaa!!!! i have to go watch it again. I MUST! Jgn jadi macam 300. Movie best nak mati, and i watched it once? Rugi beb!
Looks like its worth it (while it last) that i bought 3 Transformers shirts for rm80 eh?

Mr.Bay, ill be waiting for the sequel. Autobots, roll out!

Its been really long since my last 13++ list kan? im missing it too (if any of you miss it) so here goes!

1. Favourite neighbourhood: Desa Moccis, Sg. Buloh. My own neighbourhood.
2. Favourite (not my) neighbourhood: Taman Keramat Permai
3. Favourite uncooked food in fridge: Egg or cheese! Depends which one is in the fridge. Easy to cook, delicious to consume.
4. Favourite uncooked food: Fruits peel by others!
5. Favourite cooked food: Abah's nasi goreng hijau.
6. Favourite tea time snack: Tok Lat's 'pengkeng' aka pancake.
7. Favourite vacation with friends: Genting with Liea! Aha! (the only vacation with a friend)
8. Favourite vacation with family: Penang with Mummy Lin's family! Shopping sakan.
9. Favourite cookie: Butter toffee soft cookies from Mrs. Fields. Sluurrpp!!!
10. Favourite cinema snack: Butter toffee soft cookies from Mrs. Fields!!!!
11. Favourite cinema buddy: Achik K'ry!
12. Favourite entertainment buddy: Abah!
13. Favourite male personality: Afiq Durrani
14. Favourite female personality: Elina Rashid
15. Favourite husky voice: Hinder's vocal, Austin Winkler
16. Favourite female voice: Natasha Bedingfield
17. Favourite male voice: Faizal Tahir?
18. Favourite boogie song: Toploader's Dancing In The Moonlight
19. Favourite duet: Fire by Babyface and Des'ree
20. Favourite re-recorded song: You Belong To Me, Jason Wade of Lighthouse
21. Favourite i-cant-make-up-the-lyrics song: Chocolate by Snow Patrol
22. Favourite Malaysian TV Show: Each Other (product of Popiah Pictures)
23. Favourite Malaysian song even Malaysians dont know: Pada Senyummu - Pot Amir
24. Favourite TV show i dont get bored of: The Nanny
25. Favourite movie i dont get bored of: Drumline! Masyuuukk!!!
26. Favourite movie of all time: A Walk In The Clouds [Keanu Reeves, Aaaaaa!!]
27. Favourite male with any kind of facial hair and hairstyle: Brad Pitt
28. Favourite character actor: Johnny Depp!
29. Favourite character actress: Zizie Ezzete
30. Favourite body: Jessica Alba
31. Favourite child actor: Dakota Fanning! Brilliant!!!
32. Favourite phone conversation: With Afiq.
33. Favourite gathering: At Dina's!!
34. Favourite look on male: Hoodie. A guy wearing hoodie, nuff said!
35. Favourite body powder: Carrie Junior Groovy Grape
36. Favourite place to dine alone: Kafe Pak Adam
37. Favourite place to dine beramai-ramai: Restoran Tikus2/ Julang Api
38. Favourite place to hang out: Attic in Semenyih. [DVDs and PS2? Duh!]
39. Favourite digicam: Canon compact SLR G70!
40. Favourite childhood memory: Make believe games with Ya and Syaniz in Semenyih. i miss those days...

I don't know how to start. But I'm sure about what I'm going to write. With or without approval, I'm writing bout men, boys, guys, or simply put male. Or rather how they make me feel in the head.

First intro of my side. I'm friendly, talkative, loud, bubbly, say whats on my mind, slumberous, easily said (by others) x berperasaan malu. That is what they said, i don't agree!
Okay anyway, i have not really mix or mingle with boys for the matter until I'm 15. The first guy i ever talk to and gotten close to (outside family) is M. Got to know him through Liea. In a way. We are from the same tuition class, and she talked to him first, so i kinda know him through her. M was a nice guy. He speaks good English, is/was a tahfiz, doesn't smoke, doesn't drink, all-rounder nice guy. Easy to converse with. He kinda set a high standard for the other male friends.

After him, i gotten close to my junior in school. A, a year younger. Much more bubblier than i am. Happy-go-luck. Funkayy! We gotten close through phone calls. but all we talk about is craps. Utter nonsense. We do share a lot, this guy gossips too. Like a woman! Talking to him is the easiest. Comfortable. Feels like you can share almost anything. He was my confidant. Miss talking to him.

Ok 2 counts now, 2 guys who i gotten close to and makes me feel comfortable when talking to them. No problems there. Until another guy came into picture. He was SCARY! I shit you not. Met him through tuition too. but this time, weird characteristic. This fella, hes not at all shy, talks to a girl like he is talking to another guy. Harsh! I didn't like the way he talked, i didn't like the way he approached me, i didn't like the way he spoke to me. I spent most of my time trying not to catch his glance, or avoiding him. Finally, i quit tuition. 1 because i hate the way we learn there. Its not as effective anymore. And second, to keep away from him.

Confession, I am afraid of men. I always have second thoughts bout them. Doesn't matter. Young,old. Gay,straight. Friend or foe. Will always have conscience. I know i mentioned before i think like guys, and i do that because i want them to think of me as one of them. It makes me feel less insecure. Its easier for me to loosen up when i 'lepak' with a bunch of them. Still, doesn't change the fact that most criminals are male, and men can impregnate women. Thus, the very reason I'm scared of men. Question! Have u ever realise the person we call perverts or ham sap are male?

I have always been careful when making friends, but i do actually noticed there are different types of people. I cant just judge them at first glance. So then, i became more careful to a point of being choosy. If i don't like a person i may not say it to his face, ill still act friendly (with hope of getting to know the person better) but if i already know how bad he is, ill stay away. There are also guys, who are shy, sooo shy that they cant stand my loudness or my ability to not care bout others and just do what i want. Did i mention gay guys also cant stand me. My roughness. And my un-ladylike behaviour. Yes, that came from my gay boss.

Around me I have friends of friends who smoke, drink, go clubbing, doing god-knows-what with their bf or gf, things i don't approve and you wont actually caught me doing. but i still remain their friend. Its easy to just let go for the wrong things they did, but wouldn't it better to remain friends with them so that when they want to leave all that or 'recover' you will be their guidance and support?

I always remind my friends to take care of themselves when they go out with friends who drinks or 'liar'. I worry a lot about them. As for myself, thank god the usual people i hang with doesn't smoke or drink. Both male and female. To me, what you do wrong, don't drag me. I don't want to be an accomplice. Your sin, not mine.

I don't care if some of you will say i wont ever get a boyfriend, or i never had a bf because of this post. The time will come, but until then I will choose who i befriend with. By the way, the scary guy is now one of the closest male friend i have. See? I hold on to friendships. I judge people, but i still hold on to them.

Ok i know baru first week, and i mentioned earlier how fun it is to work at PDI.
Until today that is. My left ankle was swolen! Sampai tak nampak buku lali. Dah bercantum. And i cant even walk properly. Its soooo painful! Thanks to the double full shift i had the day before!
The data entry job at ING seems soooo good right now. Adoi!

It takes me 10 mins to walk to the toilet. Frustrating betul!
Thank god today was a morning shift. Petang boleh blk umah terus.
Rendam kaki dlm air garam sampai kaki kecut, dinner, then had abah massage my feet. Woooo sakit! but afterwards, lega la sikit. I still cant walk properly but if i walk sideways, not as painful la.

Damnit tomoro rmai org with the school holidays and all! Noooooooo!! plus the marketing guy (who i think is hiding his gayness) is coming. Leceh betul! Dahla shift dgn si gay tu. Sey laaaa!!!

Uncle Med, i predict that you are going have a lot of fun turning my photos into emoticons, but please delete the old pictures! Aiyooh!!

Hey!!!
Havent been updating. Balik malam-malam kengkadang kena berebut pc dgn my parents. So agak susah. Work have been good. Great actually. Makan sedap, friendly co-workers, nice atmosphere, great discounts. Good pay, easy work. I can even learn to speak chinese from the ppl i meet! The only downside is, kaki i sakit!!!! And my feet smells.

Ye laaa..8 hours in socks and shoes. Terperap je! Tipulah kalau x penah kan!

Hmmm...my colleagues ae chinese. Except kak ros. Kami berdua aja melayu. Tapi nobody mistakes her as chinese, as for me..every bloody customer!!
When i said 'saya org melayu' they dont understand (or blur) so i have to say "ngo hai ma-lay-yan! (saya org melayu)" but im speaking chinese lagi laa confusing kan? so then kene cakap "ngo em sek kong". And in the end i terus cakap "wo pu che tau!" Oklah tu kan? Hehehehe.
As of now i can pick up a few words ftom them, also some i already know before, so i kinda understand what they say. Plus, their expressions and gestures helps. I also understand what 'chi so' and 'o-si' means.

I got 2 bosses. Fiona, in charge of merchandise (ie stock and inventory) and Ah Hoo (pronounce Ah Ho) who is incharge of operations. Nice people. Ah Hoo is cute with babyface looks but kinda
'lembut'. Hello, he even calls me sayang. "Sayang, tolong lipat ini"' "Sayang, ini letak sane balik". Funny! And Fiona, i thought she's cina yg Cina laa..coz she looks a lot like one, (get what i mean?) but she turns out to be ok. Mula2 sooo serious. X pernah gelak2 or even smile at/with me. Now dah warm, up ok la.

Kak Ros is a petite girl. Cute. Macam Mila af5. Shes ok. Ah Hoo calls her Ah Rose. I want a chinese name too!! (They call me farah, so how does Ah Fa sounds?) And the other girl who started the same time as i did is Ah Foong. Shes 23. Tall. Just finished diploma in economics at UPM. Waiting for exam result, thats why shes working for the time being. We have a mutual aggrement. She wanted to improve her english and i want to learn chinese, so we will teach each other! And last but not least, the part-timer, Danny! He just finished his diploma in mechanical engineering from TAR college. 1 month break before continuing his advance diplome, thus he ended up here!

I like working here. Even if belum dapat money. 8 jam tak terasa pun. kena lipat baju saja. Which is something i dont want to do. But when u get paid to fold clothes, surely u will do it too. Did i mention i get 70% discount for PDI latest collection? And 1% commision if we hit the monthly target of 50K (or more). Owh i also get more money from the overtime/full shift. Heh heh heh!

Hey yall!! As promised, more details on our photo shoot. We gathered at Dawama around 11 but had our photos taken at Balai Tun Syed Nasir, which is in DBP’s old building. Had our make ups done (by ourselves) using Iman’s. Sorry babe. Some change into different clothing due to the very bland colour. (Ie: Iman and Izzati, they were wearing white.)

First up is Iman for the individual shot. She had a few takes since shes the first. Need to start up the mood as they say it. She looked so pretty by the way. Sorry I don’t have a copy of her individual shot but I think she’ll be on the cover. Next up is Zunny, the amoi. Hahaha…Zunny’s facial expression is funny but still nice. She looked fun and vibrant! Have a look yourself. Izzati’s turn! Had a couple of takes until the editor (who said she wanted mix faces just this morning) exclaimed “eh, betullah, you ni photogenic!”


Aha! When you said you wanted pretty faces, I get you pretty faces. I even got you HOT girls! I know my friends, I know how they take photos, I know they love to pose, I know who they are. Next time try lah dulu. Jangan terus announce you nak mix heritage girls. And especially not in front of them. Terasa la kot! Melayu tak lawa ke? Oh before I forgot. This is jaja’s pose. Cute aint it?

Here are a few group photos to accompany the article. Mind you I was forced to pose too.

Last shot with the crew. The guy in turquoise is our photography director, Abg Hafiz. Kinda like Jay Manuel. The woman in blue is the editor. And us.

It’s a wrap guys! Find the June issue in stores!

Hmm haven't been updating. No much interesting things in the past week. As for this week, aha!

1. Im mastering the art of parking a car! Yay! but that can only happen if i can control the clutch.
2. Im starting work at PDI on Wednesday.
3. Oh yes! Tomorrow ada photo shoot for magazine cover. Hahaha funny that i got a call for a photo shoot. With 3 other girls (my pick) since the editor asked me to recruit them.*
4. Abah getting really busy, meetings and planning for a major event in September. (Not exactly interesting, but im happy for him!)
5. Hmm...entah laa. Ill update more. Blogger's block is catching up on me
   

* Supposedly 4 girls including myself for the photo shoot. but things came up, so dah jadi ramai. 5 girls including myself. I guess im dropping out tomorrow. Ill be their agent/pimpress. hahahaha! Since we are in the era of myspace and friendster, its soo easy to get girls to take photos. Everyone have their inner vainpot, and its coming out to greet the public.

Here I give you a little sneak peek of the models.

Meet Jaja.

This is Izzati.

And finally, we have Iman and Zunny.

Top reasons why ladies today are still SINGLE
1. The nice men are ugly.
2. The handsome men are not nice.
3. The handsome and nice men are gay.
4. The handsome, nice and heterosexualmen are married.
5. The men who are not so handsome, but are nice men, have no money.
6. The men who are not so handsome, but are nice men with money think weare only after their money.
7. The handsome men without money areafter our money.
8. The handsome men, who are not so nice and somewhat heterosexual, don't think we are beautiful enough.
9. The men who think we are beautiful,that are heterosexual, somewhat nice and have money, are cowards.
10. The men who are somewhat handsome, somewhat nice and have some money and thank God are heterosexual, are shy and NEVER MAKE THE FIRST MOVE!!!!
11. The men who never make the first move, automatically lose interest in us when we take the initiative.

"Men are like a fine wine. They all start out like grapes, and it's our job to stomp on them and keep them in the dark until they mature into something you'd like to have dinner with."

Says me: Copied from friendsta bulletin. Based on experience, no 10 & 11 is DEFINITELY true!
How now brown cow? What say you?

The title refers to the previous post.
Turns out mum didn't really like me posting those 'about me' list.
She expects men who read that will take my words and turn it into a challenge.
Oh well, since she already read it..i can edit and delete the list.
And to those who have read it, don't take it as a challenge.
Although, if there is any of you who thinks that they can fit in my list (ie..tahan my kerenah and cerewet-ness) feel free to send in forms! heh heh heh...kidding!

Shout out to aunty ena, aunty ton, aunty mekyam...it was fun chatting with you 'tak muda' lots! =)
And ipohmali, i know u read my blog, drop some comments laaaa. Nice talking to u too.

Was watching Edisi Siasat bout people who steal corpse from the grave for the purpose of making minyak pengasih (love potion). Lunatics!

Among the choice of corpse are 'gadis sunti' or virgins.
Hearing that, i made a remark. A stupid but true one i guess.
"Per-lease! Mane ade dah gadis sunti skarang. Sume dah de-virginised"
(It is true kan? Not exactly semua, but rata-rata. so mostly lah.)

My mum got angry suddenly, worried angry. I must have really shook her. I am sorry but it is true, i have heard a lot bout this. but don't worry mama, i assure you i have never done it. I respect my religion, and my parents.

I don't have a boyfriend at the moment.
I have principles that i intend to keep to.
When i do have a boyfriend, i would want you two to know him, for safety reasons.

You see mama. You and abah have taught me well. You can trust me. I can differentiate right and wrong, even if i cant spell properly.
When you are not with me, don't worry because i have god, guilt and conscience with me.
Most of the time, they stopped me from making the wrong decisions.
I can look after myself, whatever things i can stand for, i will.

Happy Mothers' Day, Mama.
I love you and Im sorry, for everything...

I finally found a reason to dress up pretty when i go out.
Take yesterday for instance.

I got an opportunity to interview for a job whereas my friend doesn't.
I got picked up at the book fair, twice!
I got a free book at Borders.

Hai la nasib. Hehehehe

But the undesirable thing is, you get lotsa wandering eyes at u.
Verdict: Didn't really like being usha-able, but on occasion...its good!

Went there yesterday, with Ju and Diyana. My classmates from school.
That was the shortest, most boring, feet-tiring, book fair i have ever been to.

They separated the booths to a few floor, different rooms, different section, sangat tidak best.
Dahla tu, kecik semacam je the rows. The years before, its a BIG spread, never ending rows and fun fun fun!
This year things seems different. What went wrong?

Is it because of the company or the almost nonexistent crowd?
Is it because this is the first time i went there without abah and/or mama?
Is it because i have and brought less money than the other years?
Is it because im out of school so the publicators seems unimportant?
Is it because the books there does not cut out as my reading materials anymore?

What went wrong?

*I did bought I Am Muslim by Dina Zaman though. Finishing it later. 2 more chapters.
Malas nk buat review..but i can tell u something though. The book was taken from the writer's olumn from the website malaysiakini therefore, the format semacam la sikit. AND...since i have been blog-hopping for a few weeks now dan dah terbiasa comment and review, i cant help wanting to gave her my feedback.
Adoi!
Dah parah ini org.

Thats how you pronounce it!
Im bored, so lets blog!
No mood for 13++ list
No mood for family talk.
No mood for friends tale.
What am i in the mood for?
Im in mood for stories from others!
Mane lagi blog yg will keep me interested for a long time?
I tend to get bored easily, and i read fast.
Jadi when i found a good blog, i usually spent the night reading all the posts.
As of now, found a few. Best!

My Links
Tuesday with Bapak(TWA): Story of A Samad Ismail(shame on you if u dont know who he is!!) written by his daughter, Nuraina.
Kaki Cucuk Langit: Funny man, vulgar and obscene. Not recommended for close minded people.
Kak Lisha's blog: linked under entertainment. best! funny and real.
I am Muslim too: Compiled stories about the faith and religion of people.

Not Linked Yet
Ma& Brood: Story of Mak Andeh, a single mum raising her 3 kids. Anonymously and mysteriously written. (ie: smiley face pasted on real faces)

When will i have my own community? Jealous tgk Yasmin Ahmad's and Aunty Ena's. Ramai and soooooo fun!

What are the odds of 3 Chinese looking men that i know and kinda like...kinda! Ok la...like; are from my kampung. Hail the great Kuantan! Things are lookin good. I loike!
I knew Kuantan is happening! Muahahahahaha!!!
And Milly, that is why i suke balik kampung. Surely something new to explore and find out.
Cuma the bad thing is the food. Not exactly bad, but the aftermath..man i tell you!
Easy to consume, hard to lose. Damnit!