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?