Marital bliss

Marital Bliss

It has been exactly a month now since i became his wife. I honestly did enjoy the wedding..in fact i kinda missed being made up, fancifully dressed and fussed over for about 2 days. It was quite a magical feeling, to say the least. So to those who are about to be married, enjoy your planning and the wedding day itself coz there's no other occasion that will come close to that.

My days have just been super ever since. Yes im speaking like a true blue newly wed, all starry in the eye, glowy in the face, none of which tons of SKII miracle water can ever achieve.

And yes, all the things i have envisioned married life to be, are what it is and a lot more. Before i got married, i remembered writing somewhere that im looking forward to waking up in the morning with him by my side instead of having to sms or making that fone call, i looked forward to staying in and watching television together all day and blah blah blah.

All dat, we are doing rite now and it was exactly wat i envisioned it to be. For now, all that is enough to make me extremely happy and content. I still smile to myself when it sometimes suddenly dawned on me that I am indeed married and that basi face i see every morning is indeed MY HUSBAND.

This one month has been nuthing but a loong relaxing holiday for us. We have done nuthing except go places, lepak and watch tv, walked up and down town as many times as we want, waking up late in the afternoon and sleeping all day long. All done legally with that person now called my husband. No more that guilty feeling when spotted by makcik2 in town or anticipating my mum's nagging when i come back late.

A huge relief, indeed.

Of course, this is the honeymoon stage, its only been a month.

There's bound to be misunderstandings along the way and painful adjustments and sacrifices to be made.

In fact, everyday has been a lesson learnt.

Though we have known each other for 6 years, there are still new discoveries which marriage has brought us. Some good and some not pleasant ones. In fact, each argument or rather adjustment, has strengthened my belief that i have made the right choice.

He has earned my utmost respect in everyway, and to me, his strength in character sets an example i will try to emulate. To me, he deserves my standing ovation for being able to tackle my psychotic theories, irritating paranoias and drilling questions.
Even when I cant tackle em.

But i must and i will keep in my mind that the human is indeed weak and has his limitations, no matter how patient one is.

Alhamdullilah, so far, we have taken everything that has comed positively and insyallah, we will continue to do so.

The road is still long for us, and with love and plenty of doas as our fuel, we shall embark on this new journey together.

Wedding

The almost-final lap

wahhh..been busy, busy, busy!! The last minute preparations are keeping both of us extremely occupied, rushing here and there, making our final purchases, tying up the loose ends and confirming everything. and in the chaos of it all, i must admit Im beginning to feel all excited as i countdown to the big day. Thinking of it sends butterflies in my stomach and i get all smily(?) and delirious. hehhe macam pompuan gilerr. soo excited lahh, me dunno why. I never thought I'd feel this way.

went to our final fit a couple of days back. we had a hilarious time trying out the outfits. At first it was quite weird looking at each other in those "fancy" clothes. But I must say the kakak did a very good job. she could alter the baju till it fit my miniature size.i can't believe it! it was nicely done too! guess the roof of the bridal house must have been shocked looking at us too, coz when we were trying, water started pouring in from the ceiling. The roof was leaking! We clutched our clothes and dashed to safety! Everyone in the shop started taking out buckets after buckets and placing it all around the room. Kecoh kejap!

im just glad all my baju are settled, after much contemplating and changing of minds. choosing baju is NOT easy.especially for fickle pple like us. phewww..

a few days ago, my mum just finished sewing my baju nikah! yeay! i knew she had put in a lot of effort in that, especially since she is still recovering from her arm operation. But still she endured the occasional pain just to see her lil spoilt daughter happy. Seeing the baju nikah will always remind me of that. i hope and pray she will continue to be blessed with good health.

nowadays, we are in the midst of doing what we love; shopping! somehow we feel better that we are now shopping for a purpose. wedding is just the perfect excuse to spend money on that bag, shoes, watch, blink blink, makeup, toiletries, perfume and what not! I just can't wait to use em. hehhe.

everything has just been great, the whole process of planning for the wedding, the choosing, the buying, putting everything together...really, it has been nuthing but FUN. think im gonna miss this when the wedding is over. (but I'd miss the cash spent more!)

ok, gotta go. gotta help my parents write those names on the cards. Our wedding card...hmmm still cant get used to seeing my name on a wedding card.
Guess, Im really getting married, huh?!

Im really glad to be doing all of these with YOU. :)

Stop hammering my head

Stop hammering my head!!!

It was just terrible. What is?
MIGRAINE!
Today, it decided to pay my puny head a visit. i did not expect it. it came so suddenly. i was happily chatting with aNn and the next minute i know, my field of vision started to break. i lost half of my vision. scary huh? yep that's what happens whenever i get migraine. i would lose half of my vision first. once i regain my vision a terrible headache will come. it feels close to someone stretching ure veins one by one and splitting it into two. i knew its just a matter of minutes before the pounding within the head starts.

luckily i was having my free period but i knew the exam papers had to be bundled by today. so i scrambled downstairs to the office, careful not to fall coz i really could not see clearly by then. somehow i managed to bundle the papers. i knew i had to be quick coz when the pounding comes, id be too weak and sick to do anything and the vomitting will also start. i just hope i didnt make a mistake or worst, leave the confidential exam papers lying around.

after bundling, i managed to force myself to go to my last class of the day. yes, with half good vision only. i was hoping the overwhelming headache will come only after the lesson ends. i gave my pupils their homework of the week and was relieved when the bell rang. end of lesson.

i managed to find my way to the staffroom with half my vision and packed my things. by then the excruciating pounding has already started and was beginning to split my head into two. and then a crazy thing happened! tears started pouring out. i was crying! the pain was just too much for me to handle. and usually when the pounding starts, im already in the comforts of my bed, but for the first time ever, i got migraine in public. thank god my collegaues were great. someone took my last lesson and some started giving me remedies about migraine. aNn, thanks for taking the drink for me!

so i went to the office and told the P and VP im leaving. and tears started pouring out again. they must be quite shocked to see calm, collected me crying like dat. hehee. they APPEARED sympathetic. heck, i really dunt care anymore, i just want to get on my bed and close my eyes.

the taxi came after what seemed like forever. the kind cleaner accompanied me while i waited for the cab and gave me axe oil and plastic to vomit in. Finally the cab came, and in the lift of my block, i finally made use of the plastic bag. i vomitted... eww, i hate to vomit, its painful!

ahh finally, in the comforts of my bed. i tried to sleep but as usual the pain was too great for me to sleep. anyway, im much better now. but still quite groggyyy...

haiyahhh, what a way to start the fasting month. quite sad actually..such a waste...

to those who have experienced the "magic" of migraine before, u probably can understand what i went through. to those who have never got it, count yourself lucky and i pray u will never go through the feeling. coz it really feels like shit!!!!

anyone knows of a tried and tested way of preventing migraine from attacking?
if you do, i promise id be your SLAVE forever.
betol.Tak bedek!

Beribu ribu meeting

Beribu ribu meeting

besok ada meeting lagi. this time dengan extended family.
last week baru ada meeting dengan immediate family.
these past few mondays asik ada exco meeting kat skolah.

knapa meeting slalu tak abis cerita?
sebab ada ramai orang smua ada cerita sendiri.
kalau cerita si A tak kena dengan cerita si B, sambung lagi meeting minggu depan.
meeting bukanya ada si A and si B ajer, slalu ada A sampai Z orang.

sebab tu pening kepala. lepas meeting dah penat nak buat apa apa. apa yang dah dimeetingkan tinggal kata kata ajer. smua aksen lupa kena buat kerja. termasuk lah saya.

ok nak siap buat agenda. ah ah dengan family pun kena ada agenda. Kata orang orang besar, kalau takde agenda bukan meeting. itu sembang sembang bebual kosong. orang orang besar kan selalu betul. ah ah lah tu.

Silhoutte of a loved one

Silhouette of a soul I love

Found this in my folder. I thought ive put it up before but cant seem to find it now.



once the sun crashes and total darkness sets in,
the silhouettes cease to exist.
loses its shape
and the soul breaks lose.
free to roam.

aren't our bodies mere silhouettes of our souls?

Reflected image

Reflected image

some pple drink and drive.
some others snap photos while driving.
i dunno which is more dangerous.



and there's just something about reflected image that i like.

Ruins

Ruins

Im tired of seeing my own words. Pictures will take over.


Lanes near FM.
where algae spreads.


Place I stay
where it smells of chicken dung.

Sophie, save me

Sophie, save me

I think my vision is starting to cloud.
Im stepping into the adult world where a huge drape falls over my eyes
and i lost sight of the beauty of the little ripple in the sea,
the long trail of ants
and my own reflection in the puddle.
time is no longer a luxury.
the sea is now nuthing but mass of water.
ants and puddles are just quickly stepped over.
sophie, save me, im stuck deep inside the rabbit's fur.
im trying to stay on top coz forgetting this is what i fear.

i look around me and almost everyone is running somewhere. busy, busy, busy.
am i missing something?
i dunno why we are running when it gets us nowhere.
sorry it DOES gets us somewhere.
it gets us further and further away from things that matters most.
is this the price i have to pay to be accepted in this lion(dragon?) city?
so as to achieve happiness, prosperity and progress for our nation...
in what order of importance is that, if i may ask?
whose happiness?
whose prosperity?
n we sure have progressed
just take a look at our young,
with their LV bags and Gucci watches,
designer labels stuck at the backs of their revealing tops
who are to say we have not?

there's still hope.
especially with 5 day week soon
at least i have the weekends to look at the trail of ants,
ripples in the sea
and my reflection in the puddle.
more time to climb out of the rabbit's fur.
and maybe i can achieve some happiness, prosperity and progress of my own,
not the least bit in a material way.
hope is indeed a wonderful thing

Cakes and Plenty of Love

Cakes and Plenty of Love

thank you all for the wonderful wishes, gifts, cards and doas.
from mango tees, birthday cake, PLENTY of bodyshop products "winks to ann and eTTy", bag, perfumes, flowers, the very useful aussino vouchers....im truly glad and blessed to be surrounded by so many wonderful pple. truly am.

some friends come and go, some friends just stay for the longest time...
aida, sri, hilyah, yati u pple can make me laugh like we have never grown up. shared history is a strong super glue dunt u think? it held us together till now. n hopefully, till all my teeth are gone, my bones have shrunk and till my hands have becomed so wrinkled that henna can't even flow on it.(hehhee..im looking at my hennaed hand as im typing rite now, so dats why)
it was really nice meeting u guys on sat.

meanwhile some pics from a week ago...

it started out with this birthday invite by Ah Lim



and then this n dat...




and when nite falls, dinner and the following day, we both totally forgot all about the camera. so no photos there!

Ok, me going to call it a nite for now. adios! :)

Anniversaries and parties

Anniversaries and parties

this weekend had been about friends and family. we celebrated 3 wedding anniversaries on sat; my parents', sis's and brother's. all in the month of september. for a very long while, ive always thought that mine will also be in september but sadly, that couldnt happen due to time and work constraints.

the ladies with culinary skills in the family (me excluded of coz) cooked a sumptuous meal which they called nasi arab. it was supposed to be beriyani but they changed the name when they tasted it. a few things didnt turn out quite rite i suppose,the rice was too soft and tandoori chicken was tasteless and thanks to mum, we had arca mixed with burnt sugar. but heck, i didnt cook a teeny bit so id rather not have too many comments. anyway, the effort must be applauded.

the nite was later spent with the friends, mine then his. it was our first time at Hideout, guess its quite a nice place to sit around with a group of friends, low light, comfy sofas and nice music. for lazy me, it was nice to just sit back and be entertained by a comical bunch of frens fooling around ;)

and then come Monday, its back to becoming an adult. have to attend many many oh-so-serious courses...think its gonna be another tiring week, holiday or not.

WomaD!

WomAd!

It was quite a tiring Saturday. From teachers' day celebrations at a certain beach bar in Sentosa (can't seem to recall the name now), all the way to Fort Canning for Womad. The hot, humid weather didnt help very much.

But WomAd sure didn't dissapoint. Like all the previous years, WomAd can't be any better! :)



Womad always reminds me that that there is a bigger world out there and that diversity extends beyond our four races. its a fresh change from radio friendly music, and the music performed was so strongly intertwined with culture and ethnic influences. they share it with pride. living in this sunny island, makes me myopic sometimes. alot of times. we keep going around in circles..im afraid, i might just go blind.

anywayyyy...(*yawns*) think i'd pretty much be in sleep mode today..so nice to be in the comforts of my bed on a sunday afternoon...:)

Give me a smile tonite

Give me a smile tonite

Yesterday wasn't that good, it could and should have been better...today, i promise i won't make the same mistakes again. i often forget the soul is sensitive and words do hurt..

sometimes i see extremely clear warning signs...and yet, i remain motionless and continue the route.

the surprise didnt have the opportunity to be discovered. but today, it will materialise..i hope. provided i dont act all selfish like i sometimes (often?) do...

so i shall patiently await dusk..and hope it would be raining smiles when the sun sets.

meanwhile...
Happy 28th
Prayer of the Month: MAy HE gives me strength to be a better person for you, and may HE gives you patience to love me regardless...Insyaallah

Atop an abandoned building

Atop an abandoned building

(Beware: confusion might arise..mood is volatile)
I think im made up of a million pieces...and all of them don't fit...the confusion i stirred up within myself brings no solace to anyone...where is that ray of hope that indicates the direction i could take in this time of my life. i cant read signs anymore. or maybe my interpretation of the signs itself changes every day.

sometimes i dream of lying atop an abandoned roof of a rundown building, watching the night sky and the bright lights flickering from HDB flats in the heartlands.
a fag in the hand of my companion while his other hand, holding mine.

the skin im wearing as im sitting at the office confuses the inert emotions in me, the one that desires darkness and all things that do not conform. many a time, i see a vision of me pointing a gun in the room whilst they discuss performance and issues after issues. yes, we are merely performing...like a bunch of monkeys. entertaining the very pple sitting in the room who has the power to judge you and reward u accordingly. as they speak,i hear nuthing but see mouths moving and in my head, my gun points in between their heads and 1,2,3, it goes off..one by one around the oval table...i am now one of them and there's no escaping... the gun points to my head.

ask me not, where these visions stem from...coz i see no direction. why do i keep seeing trails of bright lights leading to a dark tunnel of tranquility. its contradictory and i am both.

ok..hold my hand and guide me through. truth is, what i want is not what i should have... throw away the key and let me forget who i really am...coz there's no place for me here...me is not the monkey they want to see..

Monday, I have a pimple

Monday, I have a pimple

Where? Where did the weekends go to??? where's my 'friday im in love'??? give me baccckkkkk!!!! blearghhh, its back to Monday, and the cycle shall continue...eeeks.

im so unfocused these days. for some reason, i always catch myself beranganing..and i even have a big, huge, RED pimple on my nose, to prove it. its so huge that i can catch a glimpse of it when i look down. no kiddingg! my colleagues don't say hi to me anymore, they yell "What's that on your nose???!!!!" I might be missing an eye for all u noe, and no one would notice coz they are too busy looking at the pimple on my nose when they speak to me.

i dunt blame them..i think humans have the tendency to ogle at 'things' that are very much STICKING OUT. and in my case, sad to say, its the grandmother of all zits resting so comfortably on my nose that is sticking out...not much else.
why-oh-why must u grow on my nose?! of all places!!! should i put a plaster across my nose..no wayyyyyy...but i noe of someone who did!!...khehekke, its a really funny sight..honestly, im laughing out loud at the staffroom rite now, just recalling that person smiling at me with a plaster across her nose!

ok, before anyone knows im loofing, me better get out of here. till later....still cant stop laughing...hehee

meanwhile, some pics from picnic with da family last saturday...of coz, before the birth of my voluptuous pimple..:)



The birthday gal..she turns 4...



The one who would kill or strip for mee siam putih



From left, the filipino maid, the ah-lian, the anak metropolitan and the self taught guru ngaji.....a lethal combi, u say?



who else, but Ms Ah-In and Mr Ah- Lim.....go ahead, u can puke at this one..:)

Friday, Im in love..

Friday I'm in love..

im home at record time today. 2.00pm. i think in my years of teaching, this is one of the few times that i escaped out of the gates of hell this early. i was all ready to go for a briefing at IPAM, Civil Service College which was supposed to start at 2.45 pm. so i left school and waited for the cab. then something told me to check the details of the workshop again. yep i was rite, it starts at 2.45pm, EXCEPT, its 2.45pm NEXT FRIDAY!!!!

luckily, i wasnt in the cab yet. and since i was out of school, i figured its HIS way of asking me to rest at home. a well deserving one. hehe...at least dats what i would like to think. so i skipped all the way home, very glad for the mistake ive made and besides, fridays always makes me a lot delirious.

im looking forward to tonite and the rest of the weekend. since my family recruited an events manager a.k.a sister-in-law-who-enjoys-planning-family-gatherings, late last year, our weekends are pretty much occupied nowadays. i think she has one whole year of activities lined up for da family.heh. fine by me. at least my mum gets to go out and meets the rest of my siblings more often. im just glad, when mak is not focusing on me... ;)

but for tonite, its he and I. our usual, typical rendevous shall take place, me thinks....
we are lousy event managers..
so till later....coz Friday, I'm in love... :)


I don't care if Monday's blue,
Tuesday's grey and Wednesday too....
Thursday, I don't care about you...
Its Friday Im in love...

Monday, you can fall apart,
Tuesday, Wednesday, break my heart,
Thursday doesn't even start,
Its Friday, Im in love...
Saturdayyyy....waitt..
Sunday always comes too late...
Friday..never hesitate

I don't care if Monday's black...
Tuesday, Wednesday, heart attack...
Thursday never looking back...
Its Friday I'm in love.....

Monday, you can hold your head,
Tuesday,Wednesday, stay in bed,
Thursday, watch the walls instead,
Friday, Im in love...
Saturdayyyy....waitt..
Sunday always comes too late...
Friday..never hesitate...

---'Friday Im in Love' by The Cure

Augustus the Snail

Augustus the Snail

August is crawling....snail pace, tortoise speed...cepatlah sikit.

after 2 police cases, one stroke of the cane, 2 extreme stomach flu attacks,
2 thousand times bed hunting, Danga Bay makan, fireworks-oh-we-are-too-late, fireworks-oh-blocked-by-a-big-tree, Fort Canning with the makciks and minah johor shok sendiri, a long National day holiday, roller coaster rides, over-repeated National songs heard, grandmama's operation, mum's endless physiotherapy, 2 million ticks and crosses written, 2 zillion blogs visited (heh, nak exaggerate ajer, but me thinks quite possible), many many seaweeds swallowed, (tak rugi duduk sebelah anak tauke seeweed! lemau lemau pun masih boleh lantak jugak), tons and tons of hair shed (despite that, my hair still super thick. why ahhh??), approximately 300 pictures taken, over 40 pupils shouted at and can you believe it,
itssssss stillllllll OGGGGGGOSSSSSSSSSSSSSS(Augustlah)!!!!!!!!! WHYYYYY????!!!!!!

n its only august 17, why does this month feel so lonnnnggg and draggy to me? WHYYYY??????!!!!!!!!!

August, you can go now. really.... u can go. goooooooo....make way for september, november and especially december please. october also can go quickly. thank you very much.

Project Kahwin Kahwin

Project Kahwin Kahwin
Phase: Research

i woke up this morning, and suddenly i had everything figured out. suddenly i knew, what colour theme i wanted for my dais and the wedding hall decorations. and i also decided on our destination as well as my furniture. and i mean i have really really decided! All in one morning! Like really die die want that colour, that bed and that destination! i dunt hear the so often used word "but" anywhere in my thoughts this morning. aint it a beautiful day? heh.

hmmmpphh, someone must have said a lil prayer for me. guess our indecisiveness had irked that someone so much..heheh.
or maybe, i just cant be bothered to think anymore...yikes!

but to be honest, we enjoyed our so called "research" phase. Its great coz it gives us reason to go here and there and of coz to torment salesmen and women, with all sorts of questions. and u see such a wide array of them. salesmen with one hand, salesmen with speech deficiency, saleswomen who speaks and glances at the mirror to check herself out every 2 minutes she speaks to us (no wonder, she works at furniture store!) , salesmen who are just over zeolous. they talk non stop and give you a thousand reasons why the product is perfect for us. some just follow u around. they just never give up. and when you are not interested, they give u a face. urgghh hate those kind.
after a while, when u walk on the streets, you see more and more familiar faces. then u realize, hey isnt this the salesmen at so and so...who speaks funny OR who stinks,or the nice chap with one hand (this guy was truly nice!)...and blah blah.
singapore ni kan kecik...

and borders is such a great place for research, dunt u think. mags and books everywhere, everything u need to know are on the shelves. we have gone to a thousand islands and continents from borders...truly, it is IDEAS they sell, not books. and the best thing about ideas is, its free, at least at borders. where u get to browse freely, with no one to give u the glare and shoo u away.

and then there's the internet of coz. wat better way to do research than bloghopping! nothing beats it. u get reviews, u get crystal clear pictures, u get lists of recommended bridal house, photography and basically anything kahwin kahwin lah. its real life experiences, so it has a higher reliability rate. :)

well, i never really tot id say this, but i have to admit, preparing for wedding is quite fun actually. no doubt, u have plenty to do, but the process has been interesting and hilarious for us, at least up till now. it sure feels like planning for a mega project, except, for this, you have YOUR FAVOURITE PERSON as your team mate.
it sure makes everything feels less of a hassle and a lot more exciting!

BUT,
given the choice, we wont do this again.
My team mate and I are all ready for another project. *winks*
Another MAYGA one, i might add. khahhhehhah!!
This one no need research one!!

Niece and Nephews

Niece and Nephews

All 7 of them can be a real pain in the neck when they come over, but sometimes, just sometimes, they can be quite adorable.

This is the latest edition. Feels like biting his chin off!! he has such a peaceful face, dunt u think...






My brother's kids....4 already!! feels like yesterday, he was in NS...haiz...




no relation whatsoever, but here's us, surrounded by yellowness....wish its always dat our smiles are plastered all across our faces....



Have a great day to all!!

Roller Coaster

Mindless Ramblings of the Emo

Its been a roller coaster ride for the longest time...it hasnt been good but it hasnt been all bad either....maybe this is how it would be like in the days to come..im glad there isnt a crystal ball for me to take a peek of the future, coz then i will never take a step forward.

pple say good things must come to an end. the question is when and how...some things are within our control but the worst of things are those that comes along without u knowing it and worst, beyond ure control. HE gives, and you will have no choice but to take it.

so...while it is within my control, i will try my darnest to minimise the height of the roller coaster ride. i will try not to kill it, before its timely death. it is within my control...for now, at least.

good luck to me...and may He gives us strength to choose wisely.

geylang si paku geylang

Geylang si paku geylang

went to muzik festival at fort canning with some frens just now. main highlight for me was M NAsir, of coz. other than that, sad to say, i was not very familiar with the rest of the performers. hmm...i think i should watch more suria lah, kalau kita tak support our local talents, who else rite?

yawnnn...haiz, me so sleepy now. didnt get much sleep last nite either. came back from Danga Bay JB, close to 3am. quite an interesting place. sikit sikit mcm concept esplanade, tapi it also gives u a very Geylangy feeling. pple were sitting by the beach eating and there were rows and rows of pasar malam stalls. Maybe the sea of tudungs around and the numerous Mats jalan sana jalan sini, yang give me the Geylangy feeling. they said its not fully ready yet, so more things in store i suppose. heard about the water sports. hmm, kalau bring boring bleh try.

come to think of it, from my place, me thinks, its nearer to go to Danga Bay than to go to Bedok. ah-ah betul lah tu.

ok me off to bed now.

The drama continues...

News Flash 1

Two 10 year old boys escaped from going to school, and were reported seen at Prime Supermarket.
A witness, Mdm Damn Kepo claimed to have seen the above boys, running away with Tiger Beer in hand. Security gave chase, but were unable to grab hold of the two small, nippy boys. Security was last seen panting and breathing heavily, with the two boys out of sight.

It is not known what they did to the stolen Tiger Beer. Prime Super Market is coming up with a plan to safeguard their beer bottles and cans from potential 10 year old drunkards.

In the meantime, the police set out a search for the two boys.

Some minutes later, the two boys were spotted at a nearby hawker centre.

They were trying to steal food.

This was after they were spotted fishing at a nearby pond.

The two boys were brought to the police station for further questioning.

The school and family were immediately informed.

News Flash 2

On a separate case...

Two boys were caught shoplifting at Popular Bookstore, last Saturday.

Items stolen were of academic nature.

It included several liquid papers, pens, pencils and coloured paper.

The police were called and the boys were brought in for questioning.

The boys claimed that they needed the items for school. Being amazed by their determined effort to learn, the police let them go with a warning.

The school and family were immediately informed.

What the heck?!!!!
Someone help me,
I think Im breeding criminals in my class!!

Wasted

Wasted

they are merely 9, 10 year olds. and yet they can cause so much drama.
now i understand why, cause their parents are actually the kings and queens of drama.

im sad for these kids and at the same time, im pretty pissed with them and their whole family line.

when i saw the two policemen walking into our school, i knew it was my kid getting into trouble.

its difficult when we try our best in school to discipline and teach these kids right values, and when they go home, its all hell.

its not easy to raise kids when u r poor and divorced. yes i know that, but its your responsibility to make sure ure kids don't harm himself or another. that's just how it is. and that has nothing to do with money.

im not a parent and i wouldnt know, but i do know that if i were to quarrel with my spouse, screaming and chasing with a knife in my hand, chances are my kids wont turn out rite.

thats what my pupil had to witness for the most part of his 10 year old life.

i would never really know what it feels to see that. after a while, i guess u would be numb of the fear.

and u become brave. to do all the wrong things. truancy and stealing is his choice for now. and he's only 10.

and he's not the only one.

im afraid for him. but who am i to say his family is not capable of taking care of him. im not even a parent. who am i to say his mum makes lousy decisions.

although im tempted to.
its so difficult to just stand and watch.

but alas, im only a teacher,
cant lay a finger on any pupil
but welcomed to watch some parents screw their kids future.
nice deal, no?

Good Bed Hunting

Good Bed Hunting

due to increasing pressure from all sides possible, we decided to channel our time into something productive for once. so we made our way to furniture mall after work today, in search of the perfect bedroom set.

and sad to say, we didnt really find anything we like there. instead i fell in love with a dining set. always the case. always end up looking at things which we dont need. it was dark wood with very pretty trimmings at the corners of the wood. so nicee....made me itch to buy a new house now, just so i can find a place for the dining set.

we berangan about it awhile, knowing very well, that for now, a new hse is of least importance. But heck we entertained the idea for a while more. how the dining set will go well with a yellow standing light lah, how it would look nice with white walls lah, this and dat.

when we finally snapped out of it and remembered our quest for a bedroom set, we remembered about a bed we saw and sorta like some long time ago. so we made our way to barang barang and lo and behold, the bed was still there!

we were excited, yes we were. so did we finally, finally, for once make a purchase?
sadly, no.
why?
we still weren't sure... like always.
its nice, but..blah blah blah.
its blah blah blah but its nice.

and so, the search shall continue...

Soalan soalan CEPU(k) EMAS

Soalan Soalan Cepu(k) Emas

Dah choose baju?
Belum

kalau baju lawa org dah ambik macam mana?
entah

Mak Andam saper?
FM

Dia yg make up kan?
bukan

Abih saper?
tak tahu

Colour theme apa?
Belum decide

buat kat mana?
multi purpose hall

dah book?
belum boleh

apasal tak buat kat C.C?
mama mama dah book utk deepavali celebration

kalau kat multi purpose hall ada cina mati mcm mana?
tak tahu. basketball court?

kalau hujan?
tulah..

apa tulah? kalau hujan macam mana?
tak tahu

Dah register?
Belum

Dah pegi kursus?
OH SUDAH!!!

Dah beli barang barang dulang?
belum

Satu barang pun belum beli?
belum

Dah beli katil?
Belum

Dah kahwin nak tinggal mana?
CCK jugak

Tak nak beli rumah baru?
entah

kalau nak beli, beli kat mana?
tak tahu

honeymoon pegi mana?
belum tahu

ambik studio photos?
ambik

dah pegi ambik gambar?
belum


KAU GILER EH?

INGAT NAK KAHWIN LAGI SEPULUH TAHUN?

KIRA SATU BENDA PUN BELUM BUAT LAH?

SELAMA NI BUAT APA?

BILA NAK SETTLE SMUA?

KLUAR MASUK KLUAR MASUK RUMAH< BUAT APA?

PEGI MANA?

SHOPPING SANA SHOPPING SINI BELI APA?

APASAL TAK BELI BENDA DULANG?

HONEYMOON BOOK SIANG SIANG.LAGI LAGI DEC,HOLIDAY.

BUDAK NI, BIAR BETUL

INGAT BULAN SEBELAS LAGI LAMA EH?

ENTAHLAH MAK TAK TAhu LAH

ABAH SURUH REGISTER CEPAT CEPAT

PEGI UKUR BILIK SKARANG. BELI KATIL JANGAN BESAR BESAR NANTI TAK MUAT

BELI KATIL, BIAR YG ADA KAKI, BAWAH BOLEH LETAK BARANG

SEBELUM HONEYMOON JGN LUPA PEGI SEMBAH SEMBAH

AMBIK BERKAT ORG TUA

INGAT KAHWIN BOLEH LAST MINUTE EH?

BETUL LAH BUDAK NI!

APA NAK JADI PUN TAK TAHU LAH!

ADA ORG TU,TAHUN DEPAN NAK KAHWIN, SKARANG SMUA DAH SIAP.

KAU?!

KEJAM CELIK KEJAM CELIK

DAH BULAN SEBELAS!!!

LAGI TIGA BULAN AJERRR

TIGA BULAN!!!!!!!

TIGA BULAN!!!!!!!!!

TIGA BULAN!!!!!!!!!

SATU, DUA, TIGA

TIGA BULANNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

TRigger Happy

TRigger Happy

You, me, conversation and a cuppa coffee
sometimes its just so easy to be happy
for dats all it took tonite....
Im still smiling.

probably its the caffeine
probably its YOU.

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only THREE more months to go!
SHIT, so much not done!
HOW???!!!

die oredi.

Happy Birfday NAZI!!!!!

Happy Birfday NAZI!!!

She IRKS me to no end
with her BIZARRE problems

She makes me MADD ever so often
for using my bags, make up, and yes, even my PANTIES!
and thank me after that, by spoiling them all.
My bags will snap, my lipstick will be flattened,
and my panties filled with holes.
hmm wonder what kind of >>> she has!!!!

She finishes all the food in the house
Once in a while, she carries me, just to check if I've gained weight.
Yes, she carries me, LIFTS ME UP and finds pleasure in seeing my feet dangling in the air.
either she's strong or Im SKINNY MINNYY.

Basically she's a pain in the neck.

BUT,

i can't help but to adore her.
How do I adore her?
I sing her a song

which goes
" Nazi Nazi in the air,
I can see your UNDERWEAR
Not too big not too small,
Just the size of SINGAPORE!!!"

she used to wail and chase me when i sing that
but now that she's 12,
she just ignore me
so boring

so now, i make her scream by pinching a body part of hers
a body part which is sticking out bigger and bigger by the day
YUMMY!

oh how she would scream,
and chase me to no end
but she can never catch me of coz,
coz she's way too heavy. haha

she's no other than my cuckoo niece, Nazihah!!
Whose BIRTHDAY is TODAY!!!!!
Your auntie shouts:""HAPPY BIRTHDAY, CRAZY GIRLYYY!!!""



i luv you, girl
every bit of your 60kg self!

just don't grow up too fast orite

now, come here you, let me pinch THOSE...oooo yummy!

The Coincidental Quote

The Coincidental Quote

Just when Im getting sick of pple's destructive comments and negative remarks, I was truly amazed to find this perfect quote. Its just lying there, at a blog i frequent, waiting to be discovered by me. Wat perfect timing. D, its what we have been talking about lately. lil did we know, Mother Theresa had said it all.

People are often unreasonable, illogical, and self-centered; Forgive them anyway.
If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives; Be kind anyway.
If you are successful you will win some false friends and true enemies; Succeed anyway.
If you are honest and frank, people may cheat you;Be honest and frank anyway.
What you spend years building, someone could destroy overnight; Build anyway.
If you find serenity and happiness, they may be jealous; Be happy anyway.
The good you do today, people will often forget tomorrow; Do good anyway.
Give the world the best you have, and it may never be enough; Give the world the best you've got anyway.
You see, in the final analysis, it is between you and God; It was never between you and them anyway.

- Mother Theresa

Muntah Berbakul bakul

Muntah berbakul bakul

what a bad sunday it was. i have been very mean to my stomach on fri and sat, letting it starve, without single proper meal.
and so my stomach got back at me on sunday. it really showed its unhappiness.
after lunch at the course, my stomach felt really bad, so mauch gas, and i could feel the beriyani just at the tip of the throat. luckily it managed to stay there somehow, till the end of the course. when it was over, i vomitted almost everything out. in the car. lucky got plastic bag. the plastic was really full.ewwww.

then another round of vomitting at home, and another and another. i was all quesy and went to the doc. waited for one excruciating hour and finally got back and vomitted again. took my medicine and slept. 2 days mc.

woke up at 7am today and realised i have not called school to inform. quickly scrambled to the fone.

im still queesy now. the tot of food still makes me want to vomit. feeling dehydrated too from all the vomitting.

boy, this is one of the worst stomach attack. feel so sick and extremely weak. but i need to be in school morrow. otherwise i have to give her a call. and that would be a nightmare.

back to bed for now.

Please don't YA YA here!

Please don't YA YA here
 
This is dedicated to you and you.
 
I dunno how they can do it?
 
To pretend as if it's theirs when they don't even have a hand in it.
 
When they are not the ones who 
 
burn the midnite oil, 
 
rush to complete,
 
run around, 
 
starve.
 
Why do they speak to the person that matters
 
As if they know the project.
 
When they obviously don't
 
When they just sit there
 
And then report the progress and success that I have solely worked for?
 
How can they?
 
Maybe that's the way it should be
 
That's the smart way so that u can be ranked higher 
 
get a fatter bonus.
 
Be seen in a good light.
 
That's the smart way.
 
To seem as if u r working hard, doing everything
 
When you are doing nothing
 
And I mean nothing at all.
 
In fact you make my job even more difficult
 
By being inefficient.
 
Maybe I m just stupid.
 
To be too quiet
 
To be too humble
 
To like to fade in the background
 
No one would know what I have done
 
I dunno how to play the political game
 
Whenever I play it, I just can't stand myself
 
I can never take credit for something others have worked hard for
 
Not even a little
 
Id rather kill myself then do that
 
How can you ever live with yourself?
 
Am I stupid?
 
Maybe I am
 
But this is me.
 
And I live for the after.
 
I still smile at you, and laugh with you
 
as if nuthing has happened
 
But im not blind
 
I know what you think I don't.
 
And I despise it to the worst degree
 
So be gone, my "friends"
 
Be gone.

Nostalgic rAiny days

Nostalgic rAiny days

oh-weeee its raininggg...i like it when it rains, the overcast and coolness reminds me of my younger days, when i played camping camping with my older brother.

i still remember the soft, red checkered blanket we used as tents, with the 4 edges spread out and lowly tied to 4 chairs carefully placed at each corner. then we will stacks pillows after pillows underneath. when our tent is ready and all comfy, we will crawl under the blanket and curl ourselves inside. sometimes when it gets too dark coz of the rain, we will bring in torchlights and switch em on. all in the comforts of our living room.

rainy days also remind me of the smell of doughnuts and library books. one rainy day when i was very lil, my mum brought me to the library and we had doughnut gula afterwards.

i also remember playing fishing fishing with my brother. our double decker bed became our ship, one sapu lidi as fishing rod, benang as fishing line and cut out paper fish. and our bait was special cause its magnet bars. i remember drawing many many fish and cutting em out, then stapling them one by one. the staples must go near the mouth area, cause baits are usually stuck to the mouth aren't they? so once they r ready, we littered the fishes on the "sea" floor and we sat bersila on our bed. 1,2,3 and we throw out our fishing line with the magnet at the end. who catches the most fish wins, or rather, who could get the most fish stuck to their magnets will win. my brother taught me that game, and till now i tot that was so clever.

but of coz, after a few years my brother grew up and became too cool and ekshen to play with me :(

me all nostalgic now. i miss my childhood days.

Birthday and missed mission

Birthday and missed mission

D and me didnt go to the sungguh hot event. insteadd, we stayed at the chalet throughout. but, heck, there's so much coverage here in the blogging world, complete with pics and all, that we felt we didnt miss much. and those who didnt have pics, had the word "sungguh" peppered all over their blog.

well, D and me are not into much glamour and glitz anyway. though we are now trying to venture out into all possible ways to live.
we just like to see a variety of things, pple with various characters, dressing and lifestyle. most of the time, its a good cause for a good laugh. and im sure being at sungguh hot will make us laugh a lot. can u imagine the amt of effort pple put in to make themselves look gooodd?? sumtimes we find that quite the hilarious.

senang ckp, we very kpo. and maybe too curious for our own good. heh, but we like to keep our comments to ourselves. unless, u ask for it lah. dunt wanna create no ruckus, aye.

the chalet for my brother's bday was fun. a big huge thank u to eTTy for making all this possible, really. cause before this, bdays was not much celebrated in my family. never had a family chalet of that sort.
wish it was longer though. then we can have another round of the loud SNORING to "lull" us to sleep. still wonder how my sis and her family can survive his snoring every single nite. it was super loud beyond imagination. really! macam tido kat construction site.

so now its Monday. back to work and meetings. and very minimal dating.:(

Glam Cramps

Glam Cramps

Someone help me.
my cramps is killing me.
it didnt help that i didnt have a decent meal the whole day. yep i didnt! dunno why evrytime i think about food, it just made me want to vomit. and i took one panadol just now, on a veryy empty stomach.
have a feeling my liver might just protest someday, its probably building up a case now. im detrimental to myself. how stupid can that be?

the social studies trip to kampong glam HAd to be today, just as im having my cramps and dying from lack of carbo.
and it HAD to be a really hot afternoon, with the Sun shining right into our eyeballs. luckily my kids didnt behave too badly for me to vomit blood. (although i was actually "vomitting" blood from somewhere else. thats the reason for my cramps, foul mood and lack of energy. hmm..u dunt need to noe.)

yes im in a foul mood.
if not, why would i be scolding and acting all grumpy towards the ONLY kind soul who wants to help me settle wat was supposed to be MY work. im sorry kind soul, i really am. i swear i am. after all the effort u have put in to see all MY work are completed, grumpy, spoilt me had to be such a pain in the neck and throw tantrums! im sorry for telling you last minute, then expect you to give me wat i want. dah bagus tu ada kind soul nak buatkan.
MEAN, MEAn ME! damn cramps. i hate this time of the mth!!!! id rather go through circumcision then have tis cramps monthly!!!!

i need to lie down. i feel like fainting

dying

like my stomach is bursting

bloated

my head is spinning

360 degrees

night,night, hurry away..

i cant wait for morrow to come
when i get better.

IF i get better

right now, kind soul,

pls bear with me

Pleaasseeeeee?

Charlize Theron and a packets of Hudsons

Charlize Theron and a packet of Hudsons

A packet of Hudsons made me happy today.
doesn't take much, does it?

and Charlize Theron is oh so gorgeous.
muka macam ice cream. (D, did i use the description correctly?)

and then there's Johnny Depp as her husband.
a feast to the eye, i say!

guess I'd be sleeping late tonite.
The Astronaut's Wife is on T.V.

Mission accomplished

Mission Accomplished





Mission accomplished!
Im a happy girl.
Im broke.

we have becomed quite a shopaholic, D and me.

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ive once written about how we always label and judge pple from what they wear. and so in our (me and accomplice) attempt to get to know their lifestyle before judging them, we have as far as possible try our best to involve ourselves in their activities. some nites ago, we landed ourselves in a ska/punk gathering or mini concert of some sort at substation. most, if not all of them were youngsters clad in leather jackets and skinheads. some were in suits and hats. they were all grooving to the tune of ska.
what did i gather from that? i luv the music. peace luving music danced in a peace luving way.
i enjoyed myself. looking forward to another one. for the music.

and this Sat, my accomplice and me will be involving ourselves with some pretty and gd looking people, malay celebrities of sorts, and celebrities wannabe. truth be told, D and me dunt really fancy pple of such, we always label them as glamour crazy, looks conscious, and all prissy. and besides i seldom watch Suria or much of the malay celebrity industry in singapore, we have this conception that most are youngsters with good looks and no talent. and sometimes, a lot of good looks just makes us sick.

BUT, like ive written, who are we judge when we have never been to any Malay speaking shows, talentimes, anugerah or whatever else that Suria has. so again in our attempt not to be judgemental, D has surprised me with 2 tixs to Sungguh Hot. Indeed i was suprised cause its so unlike him to want to go to such shows. well, we thought what the heck, just see wat the fuss is about.

now the tixs was supposed to be a surprise and it so happens that this Sat, something else will be on. sumthing ive been looking forward to. either way, we'd make it for both, i hope.

let's not label anything else shall we??? especially not based merely on their dressing and looks. underneath all that, we are all the same, aren't we?

Belated shopping spree

All's great when the company is great

i think everyone has gone to the Zara sale except for moi.

been busy busy busy.
im glad my school's roadshow is finally over.

stayed in school till almost 8 the day before roadshow. having a last min person as a head is never easy.
the robotics trainers were still in school at 6 so i tot i drop by and say im going off. but talking to Gilbert and the other trainers can never be short, he always has sumthing really funny and silly to say. suddenly it was already 7.30pm and the school was all dark. its always the case. supposed to do work, but end up chit chatting. hmmm, i must stop going to the lab when he is working on the robots. but thank god for their quirky humour and endless jokes, working doesnt feel like a torture.

then thanks to eTTy and my bro, i got everything ready for the roadshow. almost camped at their place. but again, good company always makes me forget that im working, so with my brother helping me, and eTTy showing me her crazy old photos. (hmmm should have stole one and put here ah..esp the mangkuk hair one!) i forgot that it was already after 2am. see lah, supposed to do work, end up chit chatting again. lucky, my bro and D helped while i just enjoy the aircon and laugh over the ancient fotos with eTTy. hehe.

so all's over now. and now i have time to breathe.

2 things to accomplish today.

zara sale and spidy movie. that is a must!!! been waiting fot the movie for what feels like ages.

and yahoooooooooo!!!!!!!! morrow is youth day!!!! and its a well deserving holiday for me and all the overworked teachers out there!!!

so enjoy ya all!

Patience

Patience

if ive learnt one thing from the working life, it's having to adapt to pple's different work styles. but i realize one of the most difficult pple to work with are the last minute, haphazard and unclear pple. if u work under this kind of pple, dats it!

so, because im working with a person who is such, i end up having to go buy a printer for the school and a backdrop for our school's photography. all by latest tomorrow!!when all these was supposed to be already settled by the very busyyy colleague of mine. i really felt like strangling someone at that time!!! D was kind enuff to squeeze some time for me amidst his many projects and back to back deadlines. (nanti kasi present eh;) somehow we ended up at plaza sing, where i could get both under one roof. almost bought the printer, when the colleague called and said, the school might not want to pay for it. but he said not to worry coz he will take it for his personal use. can ah like dat? so i decided not to buy, im dead broke anyway and what if he decides not to buy the printer???? after all, the ink catridges are not exactly cheap. then off we went to spotlight to get the backdrop. pikir punya pikir, tak leh decide lah, this and dat, and finally we just grabbed one.

and after all that, i just have to regained my sanity and eased my anger. no better way to do dat then to SHOP of coz! in the end, i bought 3 tops within 20mins!!! see what i do when Im angry!!

so im dead tired now. worst for D of coz. me n him not exactly nearby. tomorrow, if my collague say die die must buy printer, i have to go and get one morrooowww!!! jangan TERshop lagi sudahlah. im dead broke, i really am!!

till then, my tired feet needs to rest. adios.

5 mths down the road

5 mths down the road

it suddenly dawned on me that in exactly 5 mths, I'd be someone's wife, id be a married woman. 5 mths from now, it would be a lovely Monday, the day after the whole wedding ceremony is over and me being in my 3rd day as a wife. im excited, yes i truly am but im also very afraid. me? a wife? am i ready to live with someone, day and nite? to carry out all the responsibilities and expectations of a good wife? Im really thankful to have met someone who can give and take and learn to overlook my many flaws, who is not so particular about things. but i know, i can do more to make him even happier.

no matter how much modernity has changed the mindsets and social construction of women, i still very much hold conservative views. i dunno why, but i still strongly believe that an important role of a wife is to take care of all her husband's needs especially his "makan minum". (dunno how to say that in English. i always hear my mum say this, so use loh) I want to be the wife who irons her husabnd' shirt (aNn,u r my inspiration u noe!must learn from u!), who makes him drinks when he gets back, cooks his favourite meal often and things like dat....

but if i were to look at things now, i dunno if im capable of it. i can cook if i want to, but most of the time, i dunt want to. its not one of my fav things u noe. i dunt even make drinks for my dad now, or for myself for that matter and im so lousy at ironing! aiyo...how???!!!

D, don't back out ahHHH...anyway u noe all that already rite and u still want to sign contract ahh...so dont last minute back out ahh...

my mum says when the day comes, i will learn and i will be just fine. i sure hope so lah, tapi im a bit the stubborn...sometimes i always want my way...but sayang nyer pasal akan aku cuba jugaklahhh..

so till the day comes, right now, i better practice practice dulu. and enjoy my laziness to the fullest, nanti dah tak leh lagik. nak jadi bini org u! :)

Bad habit

Bad Habit

Oh no. Its 1.30am and im still up, talking to friends on MSN. i'm not sleepy at all. its one of the habits i've picked up durin the holidays. been keeping very late nites, and waking up in the late afternoon. morrow must wake up at 6. how?

my mindset still not ready for school. not ready for responsibilities, work deadlines and must-dos. and its really not helping that i hear some of my frens quitting the profession or counting down the days to quit.

it doesn't get easier does it?

i think having too much fun is not good for me. it makes me even lazier to work. the holidays have been all fun, and now that i have to start work, im not ready at all. The momentum has been broken and it would take a while for me to get it going.

Anyway,
Happy 28th, D
Prayer of the Month: May He gives us strength to fight all evil and bless us with forgiveness.
Amin

Lifestyle

Lifestyle

i cannot and would not make Zouk my lifestyle.

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Time to get down to serious business, come Monday.

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I will have to dance to a different groove
a sombre one.
a much much sombre one.

till then i still have today and tomorrow. oh wow.

The....continues..

The....continues...
the dilemma for the subject head continues...

just when im all set to tell the big boss, D made me rethink my decision. he told me to give it a shot and he is so confident that i have not been giving my best. he said if i were to try my best, i would be able to do it. hmm..how would he noe?

the search for wedding gifts continues...

our initial plan was to take advantage of the great spore sale and buy wedding gifts now..but sad to say, much to no avail. we are such an unfocused pair that our attention keeps diverting to other things. i was supposed to look for some handbag but end up looking at daily kind of bags, which is not typical dulang material. why can't i just buy those normal stuff which i wear daily on the dulang ah? so difficult to find 'grand grand' kakak kakak, abang abang things. especially when D and me r not the 'grand grand, kakak kakak, abang abang' sort ourselves.

D had been bugging me to get him ANOTHER chaco sandals, ANOTHER crumpler bagS and ANOTHER Obey sort of Tshirts for the dulang. i give up. nowadays i have learnt the art of ignoring. but im starting to think, why not rite? if i get him those 'john john' shoes he'd only wear it maybe once in 10 years! he hates leather wallets, so one down. i think in the end, the only things u see on our dulang are electronic goods coz that's the only thing dat gets us all excited. (maybe not the only thing lah;) we always end up looking at cameras, from SLR to digital, to digital SLR to lomo to holga....all on the dulang. can?

Traumatised auntie

Traumatised auntie

ok another story of my 12 year old niece.

i scratch my head everytime i think bout her. i often forget she is only 12, not so much because her arms are as big as the circumference of my leg, nor because she weighs heavier than me..(yep, get over the shock) but mostly coz of the things she tells me.

the part that always surprises me is her straight facial expression as if its only normal and right to do and say things which to me, are beyond imagination during my time.

so 2 days ago, coming back from the playground, she told me, "Cik Ain, today got one boy from sec 1 SOUND me. but i dunno i want or not.he dyed his hair u noe" Now before she falls into any of ure negative stereotypes, let me set the record straight, that she is really not a puberscent minah, mentel and what not. in fact, she is smart, decent bookworm, polite but perhaps with raging undercurrents hormones hiding under the layers of fat (which Im afraid, will magnify by zillions as she matures!)..heh who noes rite.

i dunno why but the word SOUND usually gives me goosebumps, even rite now. i could not control my curiousity and asked her, "so if u steady (another word that gives me goosebumps! ewww!) with him, what do u have to do?" to which she replied, "Same as u lah, u and Cik D. like datlah!"
WHAT??????Like me?? now THAT IS DANGEROUS. no no no...

she made me swear to secrecy not to tell her mum. but of coz i did. well, never trust an auntie, especially a kpo like me. Ok sis, now u handle her! i can't keep too much of her dirty dark secrets, aye. im still traumatised by her sex with water confession. and now this...wat did i do to deserve thissss!!!!!

Bits and Pieces

Bits and Pieces

today, when i went to school, i had an opportunity to tell the big boss bout my decision. but guess what i did? i chickened out.

today, when i went to school, my male colleague who is married with 3 kids said he thinks jamie yeo is attractive and very pretty. "a face, i won't get sick of", he said. ok, but why r u telling me for? what has it got to do with anything? u lonely is it?

my berkat and cards are settled. hooray! that is if the multi purpose hall near my block dunt give me a rude shock. i hope no chinese person dies near my block on D-big day, otherwise, i have to fight for a place with a deceased corpse.

my face is becoming really weird, many black dots emerging from nowhere and marks appearing evrywhere. uneven skin tone. dullness. dryness. oilyness. all in one. SK!!??
ok, time for product reviews from bloggers who bothers.

tomorrow is the start of school for me. the whole week have to be back in school. i dunno why but i think im beginning to feel tears on my cheeks...i better go now.

zouk

Zouk

zouk it was last nite. a spur of the moment, last minute thing. met a couple of familiar faces there and bumped into Wan. i had my workout and my dose of crazy dancing. and dats basically all i need. dats probably one of the best things i like bout zouk. u can dance any way u like, mind ure own business and no one would bother u, and best of all, not dat many sleezeballs on the lose. even if there were, there were enough drop dead gorgeous bapoks to get their attention.

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i think the problem with SOME of us, is that we like to judge other people just by looking at them. and suddenly we think we know their whole life story. and then the worst part is we react to them in a certain way. i am guilty of this too sometimes. then why do we keep saying looks are not important and what counts is what is inside of you, when all we ever do is judge people from how they look, what they wear, their hairstyle. isnt this merely outward showcase of a person we have not known yet. is it right to think that a person with 10 earrings on each ear is any worst than a person with only one? or a person wearing a sleeveless top has low morales as compared to a person wearing tops with sleeves. as we walk along orchard road, how many times have we shaked our heads in shame and disbelief as we passed kids with overly exposed clothes and our own breed of punk clan with spiked hair and leather jackets? how many times have we said to ourselves, what have becomed of our kids nowadays? subconsconsciouly we think everything bad about them.

come to think of it, who are we to say we are any better than them? Is it coz we are decently dressed and pray five times a day? does that makes us any better than them? do we really know them enough to decide, and first of all, is it up to us to decide? have we ever thought why they had turned out the way they have before we label them as bringing shame to our wonderful religion, or race for that matter. maybe, just maybe, they are not blessed with a family that is functioning. maybe just maybe, they do not have the necessary support from their families as how we lucky pple have. or perhaps, it is a phase of their life which could lead them to something better someday. maybe punk culture has given them space to develop a talent they have which could not be appreciated in Singapore where paper qualifications are all that matters. but maybe I'm wrong and they just choose to be like that cause they just plan to be bad. the point is we don't know. we really don't. and its just so easy for us to walk pass and give remarks as if we are any better than them, when what we r really doing is stereotyping and judging people's character based merely on looks.

But i guess that's how the world works. outward appearance do count. the reality is, MOST people judge us by the way we look, the clothes we wear and they react to us accordingly. so don't ever tell anyone that looks don't matter and its wat's inside u that counts. Coz maybe, that's not true after all.

Trash on T.V

Trash on T.V

For a change, i stayed at home the whole day today. this is one of those rare occasions i guess coz, each and everyone in the house asked me whether i was going out today. and when i said no, they asked me why not. like something was wrong.

its quite nice to stay at home all day sometimes. i became a true blue couch potato today. and as i sat on the couch, in front of the T.V in my old comfy T-shirts and berms, it suddenly struck me that there's so much trash on T.V.

it's thursday today, so there was the Bachelor, followed by Nip Tuck. yesterday nite, i was watching O.C and Average Joe. and a few days before, i watched Meet my Folks. i think i had an overdose of 'reality', kissing, fondlings, body parts and what-have-yous. watching all these, made me afraid for the lil kids and those of impressionable ages to be exposed to such shows. Moral degradation is rampant in most societies and with shows like this on our T.V, it would only get worst. im quite an open minded person, i truly am and so in some warped way, i find such shows quite interesting and can be even philosophical, if u ask me. but being open minded can be a two edged sword. without the right values, we can be easily swayed into thinking dat everything is normal and acceptable. if it comes to a point where a huge majority of us thinks polygamy, 'swingers' lifestyle and premarital are normal and acceptable, then our values would be deeply buried beneath excessive open mindedness and totally trampled over.

and i am very afraid to live in that kind of society and even worst to raise kids who will be exposed to such a world. Im NOT a saint myself, and more often than not, i myself find it quite difficult to shut the 'devils' whisper' and do what religion deems right. im still trying my best to keep my values intact.

cause if its not us who strive to keep these values intact, then who else would fly the flag of each of our religious and moral values? without these, i tink our kids would have no shield to protect them from the rampant moral degradation.

and dats why, sometimes for a change, i luv to watch hindustani movies. though im not an avid fan or know all their names and faces by heart, but i really do applaud their emphasis on family ties, filial piety, honour and repect.

its like a breath of fresh air from all the trash showing on channel 5.

but of course, channel 5 will not buy more of shows along that lines. its just not 'hot' and 'spicy' enough for its all important consumers, is it?

Sxe with water

Sxe with water

Oh oh!! school is starting in a weeks time, and i still have not told the big boss about me declining the Subject Head post she's giving me. yes, yes im a real big coward. im really cracking my head now, on how to sugar coat my words. i have been delaying it for the longest time. takottt..

dats why, sometimes i don't like diplomacy very much. i'd rather say the honest truth. dats probably why i like to work with kids so much. they have no pretences, they just blurp the honest truth into ure face, whether u like it or not.

just like my 12 year old niece. she almost made me choke on my food when she suddenly said innocently, "Cik Ain, u noe why I was in the toilet for so long? cause I had sex with water just now u noe" !!!She said it so innocently, dat i almost died. dunno whether to scold her or to laugh at it. I mean with all the sex education in schools, i'm not surprised she dares to speak to me about it. i mean schools have made sex talk so open and less of a taboo. but i was really curious to know what her version of having sex with water is like. I wonder, why she thinks it was sex. i find it really quite hilarious.

too bad, she had to leave soon after, before i could dig out all the 'juicy' details from her. but u bet, her auntie here will not let it go. i mean where else can i find steps to having sex with water? not in a cleo mag, female mag, not even in sex help books! it would definitely be the first thing i'll ask her the next time i see her.

Sex with water???!
go figure!

Swimming

Swimming

I have forgotten that I love to swim.
I can't even remember the last time I swam. I hope it is a scorching hot day today,
cause i think im going swimming.

The kompangs are beating

Kompangs are beating

Soon the holidays will be over and life will be back to normal. With the big day coming and all the plans and saving up to do, I didnt even get my passport stamped this holiday. pretty much stayed intact in singapore.

but i dunno why, i enjoyed this holiday quite a bit. it was quite an 'action packed' holiday. ;) heh if u want to call it dat.

went to FM just now to settle my cards and berkats. now im really undecided bout many things. everything seem to be all nice and pretty. should i take apple green and cream, gold and cream, or purple and white as my colour theme. then as i was deciding, i saw the red one. i dunt normally like red but this was an exception.
then my attention started diverting to the rows and rows of bajus on display. i dunt even know how to start choosing. my, for a while there, im beginning to feel the vain, girlish me surfacing.

Then I remembered writing this in my previous diaryland.com

"Weddings...

Wedding bells are ringing, heh more like the kompang are beating..

Where do I start? There are just too much to plan and worst so many things to decide. I guess that's the hardest part for me, to make decisions. Especially when i have a 1001 options. I just simply hate making decisions. Help!!!

It makes me kinda dizzy when I think that I have to part with almost 20K to get the wedding going. 20K to make sxe legal, 20K to go on a legal holiday with him, 20K to share a bed with him, 20K to snuggle in front of the TV set, 20K to have him spent the rest of his life with me (he better!) 20K to shut the mouths of all makciks makciks and kepo neighbours when they see us together. To all those married souls out there, please tell me its allll worth it! Pleaseee!!

Seriously, I don't look forward to the wedding day, I look forward to the morning after, when it is the crack of dawn, and for the first time in my life, i see him right beside me at 5 am in the morning. I so look forward to that. I look forward to speaking to him without holding the fone (its really quite tiring), I can't wait for the day when we go back to the same home coz frankly I'm really tired of the sinking feeling when we see the end of KJE and the right turn to North 7.

But I sure DON'T look forward to walking slowly to the dais, with hundred eyes on me. I don't look forward to giving a cracking smile for two whole days, I don't look forward to sitting prim and proper on the dais. And sue me for not being a typical girl, but I don't really enjoy wearing fancy, bridal clothes and have people fuss over me. Yep its only for two days, but it would be two days too long for me.

Can we fast forward, straight to our legal trip together coz, boy, do we have big plans :P

Who invented weddings anyway???"

Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind

Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind

Quite a mouthful for a title aye? If you have not watched it yet, please do so, especially if you are into warped plot and something unpredictable. The core of it is actually a romance but written in a less than ordinary way. We luv it. And u might do too.
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I'm beginning to hate the audacity of SOME ignorant people who are unfortunately sharing this country with me. Have they not gone through Civics and Moral Education when they were younger and learn to respect others' values, culture and religious beliefs?! Or is it that they just simply don't care.

Get a leash,
Move far away from us
Don't litter the beach with what should be in the zoo.

If you say you are unaware what it does to us, then I say you are a self centred, ignorant fool!

Sheesh!

My father

My Father

During our usual maghrib prayers two days ago, as i was standing behind my dad, doing solat jemaah, it suddely dawned on me, how much my beloved dad has aged. I used to look up when i speak to him and somehow, i always have this memory of him as being very tall and much bigger than me. But today as i stood behind him, i realized he is not very much taller, or bigger. His skin has sallowed and as i kissed his hand, i feel his skin as wrinkled as a prune. His gait has becomed slower and more hunched. His head is now full of white hair, along with it, comes a certain kind of mellowness, peace and wisdom about him.

When i was very little, i remember my dad as a very fierce man. He would just need to glare at us, and we are ready to hide in the toilet, sobbing for hours. I remember peering into his room, when my older brothers were punished for doing something wrong. He would sit on the bed with his cane on the right, whilst the accused would sit shaking with fear on the floor below him. The most dreaded scolding will begin followed by the even dreaded swings of the cane. I remember too being repeatedly caned by a metal hanger for being rude. I remember sobbing loudly for his forgiveness. This was my father many, many years back.

As I grew older, i can see he has mellowed so much. Being the youngest, I got away with more things as compared to my sis and brothers. When i reach the age of adolescence and rebellion, my dad has lost much of his strength and energy.

Now, he is 66. He reminds me of my late grandfather. It's strange what age does to people. There's no need to speak so much now, maybe cause everything has been said. He finds great pleasure in his grandchildren and live life simple. There's a certain calmness and satisfaction in him that i can't really describe.

Although its not in our family to express affection openly, we seldom hug, much less kiss, I hope he knows and sees how much he means to me.

I finally see now.
What he used to be, has made me what I am now.
Most if not all of his thoughts, are now, actually mine.
And I thank him for that.

(Pictures

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Ok people, time to vomit blood! heh

The First and the Last

Remember these?



I couldnt sleep and was rummaging thru my CD rack, listening to the CD i got frm her for D-day (right), when i stumbled upon the white CD on the left. It got me smiling. Keane was spining on my stereo, and finding this CD has made me realised the Circle the team has gone thru. That CD was the first CD a girl gave me sometime almost 5 years ago. It may not be much, but the first CD was the first step. We begin things by taking the first few initial steps, no matter how hard it takes. I guess we were brought together by music. Our first few conversations was on music. Our first few exchanges was based on music. It was a CD. It gave me a reason to see her again.

We were brought together by the soothing sounds of Paranoid Android and radiohead. It got me Thinking About You and from the brief rendevous at Lau Pa Sat, I Just Cant Get my Eyes off You. Mothers Weep, Children speak, so much violence has sprung around us eversince we met. The mystical sounds of Bjork has kept us company when she was getting a bachelor and a bachelorette. Now the word springs again, and she wishes a party at embassy. So I say, Hey YEAH! and why not give her a bash this september, coz, Its Your Birthday. And the case of the ex, I know I can, Cause nobody does it better.

And now the Keane CD gift. I realised the team has gone thru a full circle, from a start, to an end. The end marks a new begining of Life that is to come in November. Friends are now Lovers. Hopes are realised by Fears. The analogy of the CD has made us stronger with the First step that we will soon partake together. Music has filled every chapter of our lives. Tunes has underlined each page that we turn in our Lil black book.


Friends and Lovers
Hopes and Fears

Everybody's Changing

You say you wander your own land
But when I think about it
I don't see how you can

You're aching, you're breaking
And I can see the pain in your eyes
Says everybody's changing
And I don't know why

You're gone from here
Soon you will disappear
Fading into beautiful light
'cos everybody's changing
And I don't feel right

So little time
Try to understand that I'm
Trying to make a move just to stay in the game
I try to stay awake and remember my name
But everybody's changing and I don't feel the same

Paranoid Android

I think I have becomed one paranoid android. I keep having visions of many,many forms of disaster befalling me. And I have no clue why. Like that day, when we were sending his maid back to the agency due to some incompatibility problems, I had this visions of her taking out a knife from her bag and stabbing me from the back seat through the front seat where I was sitting.

Lately, Ive been seeing snippets of people I luv being involved in a car crash.

And that day I caught myself standing up from lying down on the floor of my living room because I suddenly felt like the ceiling fan right above me was going to fall on me.

2 mornings ago, while I was bathing in my toilet, I switched off the heater cause I suddenly had visions of the pipe bursting and hot water splashing all over me.

Early this week, when we were at the carpark of Marina Square (which is under construction now), I had another scary vision. This time of the building collapsing and me buried deep under the rubble.

I realized Ive been feeling scared and all paranoid about almost everything nowadays.

Maybe I should stop reading newspapers. Nowadays there is rarely any good news and it is giving me ideas.

Maybe I am just not use to having free time. It gives my brain time to think about nonsensical stuff.

Or maybe it is just HIS way of telling me I am neglecting HIM. HE missed me and needs my dutiful attention.

thank you

apertures

First and foremost:

for the BEST birthday event I ever had; I thank YOU. Yes YOU, the one that is named the Rain. Who on that day, never fail to show itself in the most magnificient of ways. (it WAS raining heavily). And i thank thee:

a) for the surprise that you have presented to me
b) the beautiful place, the beautiful meal
c) the cute card
d) the GREAT presents
and most importantly
d) the rain for the great company



I thank thee again for the best birthday, well, thanx to Zali&Ros, for reminding me its my LAST, as a bachelor. Heh, well, I got no qualms about it being my last, 'cause it sure was a blast and i'm glad it was spent with her.

Second and foremost:
1) to Zali&Ros for being the 2nd person/s to wish me. I thank You. Next year try your best to beat the 1st ha? heh, if you can beat her to it. ;)

2) to aNn.

3) to Zul, Bakar, Boon & Sharon.

4) the rest of the guilt-free parties. You know who you are!

I was really taken aback by the huge surprise i got for my birthday. REally didnt see it coming. Really so. Day before, i was like "Ok, British India paper bag, how N*% A%&M can that be rite?" Kinda disapointed coz, being the cerewet me, she herself can swear at how fussy i am with things. The eye of perfection never fails. ;)

So the huge surprise at home really took me aback. I thought, ok fine, maybe we just do dinner later, at some cheesy place, give2 presents, and go home, the usual birthdays. But no, this was different. This was a whole day affair, never mind the storm. I would have sworn that i wld hate the thunderstorm, coz i thought we could have bfast or spend the day at the beach or somewhere outdoors. But the storm though kept us in, it didnt drain our spirits. And i was smiling at the cordial relationship of she and my lil sis.

I guess all that has happened has been said below. I shant do a repeat telecast. I'm still getting over the sweet surprise the rain has given me, the presents and all. No, i didnt have the slightest clue whtsoever. U've done a good job at deceiving me, heh, and i hope its only that ah~ Deceive me with birthdays is fine, others......;)

So there u have it, D-day in brief. Hmm d-day, army code for date of a major attack. My D-day is shared with:

1) the allied invasion of normandy in 1944
2) the transit of planet venus (astronomical phenomenon that aligns venus, the sun and our planet earth)
3) birthday of garfield.

I'm still getting over the sweet surprise i had. The after effects of the surprise is making me talk funny. Ask her about it. ;) LAstly, i thank the rain

Ich liebe dich

POst Birthday

I just realized that the best way to plan a great birthday, is by LYING THROUGH YOUR TEETH. Conceal all thruth from the birthday boy/ girl and the surprise will definitely keep him/ her smiling the widest smile.

D had no clue, or yes he didn't. He had no idea what i had bought for him, neither did he know what i had planned for him. I didnt talk about it, no mention of his birthday plan at all. so the night of 8th JUne, i lied and said i had to go school till very late the next day, and probably can't see him till after 6. he sounded disappointed and i just couldn't contain my laughter. haha.

little did he know that i had created an alliance with his younger sister, and about 12pm, 9th June, my dear alliance quietly let me into their house while birthday boy was upstairs still sleeping in his room. And in my hand was a small cake with one candle on top. (takde space for 27 candles, and im lousy at lighting up candles, so forget it) i know he hates cakes but well, what's a birthday without a cake, rite??!

After i got the cake ready, my alliance called D down to pretend to check something leaking...and then, from below, i saw his pair of legs, go down the stairs, pitter patter, pitter patter and when he was just about to reach the bottom of the stairs,my alliance and me shouted in unison HAPPY BIRTHDAY and then we broke into a totally out of tune, extremely loud, horrendous birthday song. We even startled the poor maid who on reflex, held up her hands to her ears. It's great to do a LAME surpise like that sometimes.

Anyway, D was totally stunt. Nasib baik tak tergolek jatuh tangga, dahlah tak pakai cermin mata. Rambut pun macam orang gila. I think for once he achieved his 'out of bed' hairstyle yang dia idam idamkan tu. Peace, D!
But the stunt look on his out-of-bed face was priceless! And then, when he finally realized what was going on, he broke into his widest smile and that was enough for me. ahhh..

so anyway, we made steak and had a very late lunch. going into his kitchen is a phobia for me, cause of the new year's eve egg incident. (long story, maybe some other time) For fear his house will be burnt down and the meat being wasted, D helped me cook the steak. he knows how 'fantastic' my cooking is.

After a dvd and lots of apple juice, we went out for dinner at this place called VAnsh at Stadium Cove. Indian food lah dey. Then sat down and talk rubbish sumore, gave him his gift and the card, ooooh and aaaahh over the giftss, lots and lots of thank yous and wide smiles and then i took him to his promised bachelor party!;) Due to some underaged readers here, I shall leave out the details of the blast aye? hahha

Somehow, everything just went well that nite. At the end of the nite im just glad, he was one happy man. Lying does work, doesn't it?

So D, your turn as king for the day is over. september is just round the corner. better start planning;) i DEMAND a bahelorette PARTY too!!!

(Itulah al-kisah birthday Dia tahun ni...)

HAppy Birthdday

ITS FiNALLY HERE!!!!!!!
ITS D's DAY!!!!!

9th June 1978, a certain someone was born, 3 months before i even existed into this world. This fella has been a total pain in the neck, right from the moment he came into this world. refused to come out, mum went into labour for many many hours. and finally had to do a caesarean. came out all blue and not breathing. guess everyone panic and for some strange twist of fate, he grew up to be a perfectly healthy baby with a pair of perfectly deep dimples. he pretty much got away with many things just by flashing that dimples of his. oh, me so jeolous. but without doubt, he IS still pretty much a pain in the neck:P

i guess life for me now would be really different, should he had not resumed breathing on that fateful 9th June 1978. Should he cease from existence, i would not know how my fate would have turned out.

I'd probably have....
No one to make list with me.
No one to drink teh, talk cock sing song with me.
No one to steal jelly with me.
No one to be stuck inside a drain(almost) with me.
No one to shoo away cats for me.
No one to take many many same brochures and free mags with me.
No one to drink Shark with me.
No one to laugh-till-we-cry with me
No one to write 10 books of journals with me
No one to sneak in a dilapidated building and take pics with me.
No one to answer me when i ask, 'i ugly eh?'
ok too many to write, lazy oredi.

So on this special day, this entry is dedicated you, D.




D,
Our story is written this way, and i would like to believe, you survived your birth for a reason. and 21 years after your birth, the reason is clear. by the hand of fate, our paths crossed and life for me has never been sweeter.
ure existence has made a difference in many lives, especially in mine. Im always so thankful to HIM for guiding me to you and more importantly, for instilling in you, more than an ounce of love for me. Your presence really brighten up my days and gave me strength to live my life, more than u could ever imagine.
and so 9th of June will always be a special day for me as it marks the birth of a lil boy who is destined to my best friend, my confidante, and above all, my soulmate.
Happy Birthday, D

Life will never be the same without you. my happy booster!

tak sabar nanti, nak bergembira bersama booster! hehe
i promise u a blast this year, D. maklumlah last bday as a bachelor. so tonite, birthday party cum bachelor party;) nak??

Alim's birthday part 1

You know those moments when you look at ure life and u think everything is just oh-so-perfect and you feel extremely happy? i'm having the moment right now. i dunno why.nuthing special happened today, just went out with the niece and nephew and got some stuffs for morrow. but im just so high and nuthing can stop me now, not even the thought of the my long to-do list.

tried to recall what i ate. they say 'u r what u eat' by the way, i always wonder who are 'they' here. acting so smart, always saying this and dat. anyway, i was thinking maybe i ate something and it has some kind of chemical effect that trigger my happy hormones. hmm.mm....so there was the raspberry ice cream from the apek on motorcycles who sells ice cream along orchard road. then i had KFC. i doubt its KFC cause there was one time i ate two -piece meal chicken and i felt all dizzy and nauseous. wat was it then?

wouldn't it be great if happiness can come in a pill? or maybe in some kind of happy booster drink, u noe just like one of those brain boosters thingy with the various flavors. and then they can come out with an ad with a catchy slogan like, 'bergembira bersama booster' or something like that. and no matter what kind of crap you go through, u'd just be seen smiling from ear to ear. u fail ure exam, or get retrenched, drink the happy booster and instead of jumping down, you jump up and down with joy. someone scolds you and your whole family line, you drink the booster and you laugh, hug the person and say 'peace'.

suicide rates will definitely reach a low zero.

ok enough crap from me for the moment. anyway, im really looking forward to tomorrow. wat's on morrow? besok punyer pasal, besoklah saya cerita ye? heh

On slides

My, oh my, what a night this was.

Our lives are all in HIS hands and to HIM, i shall kneel and no amount of gratitude will suffice the protection HE has bestowed upon us tonite.
For if HE so desires, D and me would have ceased from breathing tonite.
For if HE so wishes, we would have faced some form of harm, degrees of pain and a complicated web of mess.
But tonite, isn't that nite. Tonite, we are saved. From the sorrow of pain.
D, me and the Mondeo came out unscathed.
Alhamdullillah.

What happened aye?
It's a pretty long story but i shall narrate it anyway, cause i would never want to forget this nite. And because I inherit most things from my mum, i should tell this story my mum's style. Right from the beginning inclusive of nitty gritty details, with a built up plot, climax and an end.
It started out all normal, our usual trip to town, this time to get his dad's Father's Day gift. he wanted to send the gift home first cause we were afraid we might stay out late and his parents might be asleep. Along ECP, we missed our turn to the left and so we ended up going straight past Marina South and we saw a sign saying 'Drive In Movie' by Class 95. We've always wished there were drive in movies in S'pore and so we tot we'd check it out after sending the gift.

And so the gift was sent, we had dinner at Hjh Raminah and then off we went to the drive in. The location: At the big empty field along Marina South where Zoukout was held. It's pretty deep inside. Now to go in there, there is just one route of tarred road and the rest of the area is just green fields. So it was a very dark field except for the movie screening at the very far end of the field. So we drove on the bumpy narrow one-way route which cuts across the field towards the movie screening. Upon reaching there, we were told we need a sticker which Class 95 gave out long time ago, which we don't have.

So off we went, making our way back out. This time we tot we won't follow the tarred road and instead drive through the grass. It was very dark and the headlights didnt help very much.

And then we had a shock of our lives!!!!

The car suddenly slided downwards and lo and behold, there was a huge drain down below on our right. There is a steep slope we didnt see and at the end of the slope lies a huge drain! The car took a plunge down the slope, towards the drain and i felt my heart dropped to my feet and my blood vessels almost exploding. I let out a sharp scream. D slammed his breaks and swerved the car to the left to prevent it from plunging downwards to the right. Everything in the car started falling over to the right. He pulled his hand break and then everything stopped. Stillness.

The car is now sideways, stuck on the slope. The left front wheel is still hooked on the top part of the slope and the right side are all nearer the drain. if he hadn't steered his wheels to the left, we would have slided down and smashed into the concreate drain.
we would have. and even thinking about it, is making me nauseous!

he tried starting the engine and moving the car forward and upwards but the wheels just wouldn't move. we quickly evacuated, afraid the car might just start sliding down the slope into the drain. D said he need some men to push the car while he slammed the accelerator to get the car moving.

and so, i became the damsel in distress and ran all the way to the drive-in movie to ask for help. by then i was already shaking and i must have been as pale as sheet.

the good people of class 95 immediately drove their van (with me inside) and went to the 'crash site'. equipped with lightsticks and 2 able bodied men (later we found out was the big boss of class 95 and another guy from radio) they assessed the situation. Then the big boss said, "Call all our rugby boys over. On the double!" Then 2 cars and a van came with half a dozen muscled men inside and also, Vernetta Lopez.

They contemplated to push the car from the right with D on the driver's seat pressing the acclearator, but the slope was too steep and it was difficult for the men to stand and push. and they had to change their minds when i screamed like a mad women (yep in front of all the good looking fellas and Vernetta) telling D not to sit on the driver's seat, so afraid the car might just slide down into the drain with him inside. walau so paiseh. and to make things worst, while i was shouting saying no no no and opening the door to ask him to get out from the seat, my shoe slipped out of my feet. The grass was super thick with thorns sumore and it was damn dark and i reaally couldn't find my darn shoe! i tried looking the whole time they were contemplating what to do and when i still couldn't find it, i let out a soft whisper, "Can someone help find my shoe" So one of the rugby guys who were unfortunate enough to be near me helped me look. Pushing the thorny grass with his hands. Vernetta also looked for it. All of us, separating the grass with our bare hands, looking for my shoes now. At last, Vernetta found it. " Here it is" she said while holding my stinky shoe up. Wa lau embarrasing to the max!!!

After some discussion and more shouting from me, they still went ahead with the idea of pushing the car with D in the car pressing the accelerator. if only anyone can feel how fast my heart was beating. i think anyone standing beside me could hear my heart beating.I was so scared the car might just slide downwards with D inside. At that point, i was just imagining the worst, but he wouldnt listen.
Anyway it didnt work, the car wouldnt budge.and so we decided to call the tow truck. End of my misery. Vernetta called for us and then all of them left except the boss and the other guy who kept reassuring us everything will be fine. They even drove out to wait for the tow truck in case it were to lost its way.

So left D and me and the lopsided car, with the wide open fields and the stars. we were given lightsticks and there was nuthing left to do except wait. we sat and talked and tried to calm each other's nerves. we just thanked HIM we were unharmed but MOndeo's fate is still not yet known.

45 minutes passed and the tow truck came..

to cut a long story short, the tow truck managed to pull Mondeo out from the slope. After a thorough car check, everything was fine. Mondeo was as good as before. Poor car, he really went through a lot tonite.

and so that's how the story goes. we really have a whole bunch of pple to thank particularly, Steven, boss of Class 95 and his fren, Angus for staying with us throughout. To Vernetta Lopez for calling the tow truck and finding my shoe. And to the rest of the rugby boys for helping to push the car.I think a thank you card and a hamper would do the whole of Class 95 some good, cause really, without them, i dunno what would have happened!

And to all who are reading this, just remember one thing- there's a drain somewhere in the field, so NEVER, EVER drive on the field itself, unless, u r looking for something 'exciting' to happen to ure life.

And at the end of it all, with no one hurt and the car saved, we did manage a smile and a lil laugh coz really, now that you think about it, especially how silly our faces looked when the car was suddenly sliding downwards and how the car looked really weird, parked lopsided like dat, I guess its half true what one of the rugby boys said "Its actually quite comical!"

Ni lah orang cakap cerita kelakar seram!

Ok time to call it a nite. Been a long day indeed and tonite, tuning in to Class 95, I shall!