cinta dan airmata

Saturday.

D&S took mummy, MIL and both my sisters to see Natrah. Didn't expect to get front seats. Wonderful view of Maya Karin 30 going on 13. the set was great as usual. it wasn't that fantastic as the reviews promised that they would be, even dragging at some parts. but i did enjoy it overall and so did everyone else. mummy, MIL and both my sisters were so excited about meeting that Nur Kasih guy. Am i the only one who hasn't seen the series? would love to after all the hype, but just can't seem to find the time.

Me and D had to wait quite a while for the snaking queue for the girls to peek at Remy Whatzisname.

I'd love to talk more about the show but i'm just too tired and too sleepy to function right now.

Sunday.

We spent the warm day indoors and went to MV later in the evening. I was so excited about the C&K sale but D raised an eyebrow at me knowing I had like, RM0 in my wallet. LOL.

He told me i could pick a handbag and a pair of shoes. Yay! The handbags were definitely gorgeous and so were the shoes but none left for my petite little feet. If you are a size 38-41, there's plenty more for you. After the 6th pair i picked and still no size, we left with just an over-sized worn leather looking brown handbag. happy :)

Didn't buy anything much apart from the necessary. He got for himself 5 work shirts and cuff-links from G2000, some stuff from xixili for me. had a simple dinner then went home.

There's a cat that i miss right now. His name is speedy and i found him near my house and gave him to my parents. he's well-taken care off and is so fluffy and playful now. but he can't seem to kick that kampung habit of digging through the thrash can. Once kampung always kampung no matter how pretty you are i guess. In this case a stray cat.

Everytime i go over, i'll always gomol and squeeze and tickle and toss the poor. i kinda think he doesn't like me that much.

yay for a holiday

D took me and sister02 for fatty crabs last nite. at 11pm no less. i was thinking that no way any crabby place would wanna cook some crabs for us so late in the night but hey, this is kl. anything goes.

went home and slept. i'm bad that way. if i wanna sleep, guests or no guests, i'll fall right asleep. kesian my sister02 and my brother03 who came much later. earlier this morning, endang the maid called few times. she was at my mom's and ready to come over for the weekly cleaning and ironing. i just couldn't drag my ass outta bed. finally at 9ish, i got up and went over to mom's. then i realized that i haven't done my laundry and if she came there wouldn't be any ironing for her to do. crucial, ironing. can't do myself. i always fry something.

traded with my mom, so I'll be using her services for Sunday instead. hung out for a bit at my mom's and she requested that i make the Vietnamese beef noodles with the leftover daging korban. she said 'haritu punye sedap'. i didn't think they were sedap and more likely that she wanted me to make lunch as she was getting ready to go out with sister02 and there was no lunch at home. Vietnamese, I'm not so sure but they were beef noodles-la.

came home, D wanted to make some repairs to his car. the potong rumput people got a stone in his window and smashed it so he went to fix it. called me 30 mins later and i picked him up from kedai basikal and we went for our monthly grocery shopping. honestly, i think prices of stuff has gone up. our trolley wasn't even full and he paid RM300+. it's not like we were buying anything other than the usual milk, juices, vegetables, chicken, baked beans, fish (bukan salmon pun), soya milk, cheeses and toiletries. and it's only like, for the two of us.

did i mentioned we did all this without showering? it's normal for me, but i think D has really picked up the habit of malas mandi from me. he already is showering only once a day and now on weekends, we do everything and at the end of all our errands, then we take our shower. nothing new for me. i come from a tribe yang malas mandi. haha.

we came home and made dinner. i made chicken and prawns and D made the vegetables.

his friends came over just now. one guy and one girl. i couldn't believe it when he asked them dengan penuh semangat and wide eyes,

korang nak makan tak? kitorang ada buat butter prawns, ayam sambal. cencaluk pun ade. sedap tau!

he is so confident about the dishes we cook. i wanted to crawl under the table. i don't think that i cook well enough to entertain guests yet. just barely edible for the both of us, and D isn't much of a fussy eater. make me shy only. lucky for me his friends were like malu-malu kucing and i wasn't about to push them to eat my lunch leftovers. :P

it's 12 midnight. where did my day go?

after lunch after math

i just came back from lunch. never stuck to the strict 1 hour lunch break. out at 12.15, back at 2.20. do the math. a colleague wanted to buy me lunch, so i had the choice of picking the place. afternoons are always super warm, so i chose somewhere cooling, easy to park and good choices. ended up at the place where D and I had our reception.

i had a bowl of tom-yum kueytiaw, the other girls had chicken chop and fish and chips. she insisted we had dessert so two of us shared a banana fritters ala mode and another two shared the banana split. now i'm slowly falling asleep at my desk. my eyelids are getting heavier and heavier as i type this down...slowly but surely.

had a very late night sleep yesterday. was up playing diner dash and watching back episodes of survivor:china. i've seen all episodes of survivor ever aired (US version) and I'm really running out of things to follow. facebook is officially yawns-ville and the idea of knowing what people do every second via twitter is just plain depressing. i mean, honestly do you really want to know what all 200 of your friends are doing every second, what they think of the nasi goreng, what they think about the streets, the traffic, the weather, their financial status. you really have the luxury of time?

here's how i spend my time: survivor repeats, dash games, archie comics, food blog, literati, arranging and rearranging my shoes. not so great but it's all about me, me, me.

here's what i'm gonna do when i get home tonite. change the sheets. into clean white sheets. i feel like clean white sheets today. cool clean white sheets.

oh shit, i forgot to go to the dry-cleaners again. sigh.

christmas wish list

i want new shoes. one would make me half happy, two pairs would put a smile on my face but three would give me the ultimate satisfaction. i want three pairs of shoes. i saw a pair of anne kliens animal print flat which i clutched so hard til i realized i had merely enough for lunch. those shoes cost RM539. i've never paid that much for a pair of shoe. i don't think now would be a good time.

i also want some platforms and flats from the C&K sale. C&K so far has done me justice in terms of comfort and durability. guess? shoes just murders my feet but are oh-so-sexy that i wear them anyways. aldo's sky high heels take me months to break into them but i end up wearing them to death.

i also want the pair of clarks exactly like one Cindy has. i'm not a clark-y person. always thought they were a bit auntie-ish but i totally fell in love with the ones she has. pricey also. almost RM400. sigh. but i'm gonna get them anyways. D said okay. :P

i want an over-sized handbag in worn out brown/taupe leather. something i can put on my shoulders. something strong. i wanna put my netbook in the bag. a brown leather wallet with plenty of compartments to go along would be great also.

i need a mascara. Chanel Inimitable is high on my list, failing that Loreal Double Wear has been working wonders too. i vow not to spend a dime on crappy MAC products anymore. they've done nothing so far. the foundation is crappers, pressed powders even crappier and their eyeliner is worse. i need a good mascara. i have very straight sparse eyelashes. but then again what do you expect, i am almost hairless. i'd rather have short, sparse lashes than have hair on my upper lip! scary.

after attack of the break-outs, my sister introduced to a miracle skincare which has magically made my skin clearer and all those nasty spots gone! to flaunt it, i need that new foundation. dermologica. and laura mercier oil-free tinted moisturizer. someone please buy them for me. please?

that's all i need. till the end of 2009. make me happy. please. please.

yesterday i talked to D.

babe nak RM526 boleh ke?
nak buat ape RM526?
nak beli make-up baru
sampai lima ratus lebih ke?
mascara, tinted moisturizer, foundation, facial scrub.
hahaha.

i wish i could spend these last two weeks of Dec shopping and buying stuff to kick start my new year. ain't happening.

if i get those stuff, i will willingly forget all vacation plans for the first half of 2010.

and while your at it santa. another pair of goose feather pillows would be awesome.

the girlie weekend

one of the things that i lurve about being in PR/Corp Communications are the perks that come with the job. free this and that. complimentary this and that. trial this and that. especially when you work for an organization like mine, overseeing and playing boss to a dozen of other moneymaking companies that are so so eager to please us. it sure does have it perks.

last weekend was probably one of my favorites. cyberview resorts and spa - a six star resort invited us over to stay the night as part of their client appreciation thingy. knowing that they are one of the best spas in Malaysia, of course i didn't say no. i took my colleague with me. i knew how much she wanted that spa session.

if you've been to inside their rooms, you will know how impressive it is. being in the center of an MSC city, every room is equipped with a flat screen pc with internet connection. not that i want to be connected to the real world when im hiding out here. flat screen tv, two kings sized beds, sofa, a pantry, balcony equal to the size of the room. i love it love it love it!!!!!

dinner was at the tree haus bar, breakfast was at the verandah restaurant, lunch was at xing zhu for dim sum. totally pampered!

the spa session was so heavenly. we opted for the Balinese massage which usually costs about RM140++ per session. i picked the halia aromatherapy oils to go along with the massage and halia tea before and after the session. we were also served a cold pudding after the massage. after sitting by the pool for a while we headed to the sauna for 15 mins until we were half-baked and dripping sweat then jumped into the jacuzzi and just sat there till we pruned. ha-ha.

left the place with a bagful of goodies and a prize from the Christmas gift exchange session. initially i won a silver and pearl candle-holder which i changed for a pillow. I so badly wanted a goose-feather pillow more than anything else. More than anything else! My sleep is now soooo super bliss. Goose feather pillow rocks.

so that's about the most exciting thing that happened to me last week. other interesting stuff that were free;

1. a complimentary friday lunch plus shoulder massage by shangri-la. took 3 of my gfs with me
2. a complimentary buka puasa by shangri-la. took D with me.
3. TGIF dinner with tonnes of fun by shangri-la. took 2 of my girls with me. won a one-hour spa session and a complimentary stay at the executive suite plus three course dinner during the lucky dip.
4. last time i received 50 tix to watch tun razak. but it was a musical which was a bit boring. i may (if i get tix) go watch natrah this weekend. maybe. got wedding in bentong la. see how.
5. a cocktail party by pullman putrajaya.

and yesterday D bought for me two handbags. i was waiting for him at the ATM when i glanced through a window display of handbags. when he came nearer i stabbed my finger at the window, pointing at a snakeskin bag and said to him,

babe, i nak yang tu?
mane? jom masuk i beli untuk you.
really?
yeah, why not?

when we went in, i requested for both the snakeskin bag and the leopard print bag. trying to decide which one was nicer, i held both up

babe yang mane lagi cantik
hmm.. amik la dua2
really?
amik je. takpe.

and my terrible, terrible migraine went away.

Birthdays

Happy Birthday Mummy. I love you the mostest.

Penulis Skrip

Minute i got in saw an email from boss, please do emcee script i want to be emcee. Fantastic.

Yesterday D called at 3.45 am. Asked me if I was in bed yet. I was half awake (half asleep?) and he was on his way back home from work. i think he works very hard. all the time he was at work, i had come home, sent clothes to the laundry, bought take out dinner, watched two episodes of survivor, tidy the house a bit, hung out with my sister02, made her mee sedap, drove to my mom's and watched one more episode of survivor and sleep. and all the time he was still at work.

i don't think anything can hold my attention for that long. even diner dash.

left for work today, mom and papa still not working. Man, this sure sucks. Konon-konon i wanted to fast today, then i came to the office and was reminded on email of the lunch that i already RSVPed YES. Okay. Tomorrow it is then. Insyallah.

Peace

Such a silent day. Not many people working today. Still out there with the escaped cows. Probably.

Spent Aidiladha lunching at Basil, Bangsar. Ran into Mummy. She was lunching at Delicious with her sisters.

Saturday went down to Melaka. My youngest Uncle the self made millionaire got married. He married a single mom. Obviously it didn't go down too well with the rest of the tribe. I don't really mind who it is. Not that i spend every weekend with them. I whispered to him right after his akad 'penghujung yang tragis seorang player'. he grinned at me and said 'belum laaggiiii'. whatever that meant.

D wanted to go Jonker St. I've never been there so we navigated with the GPS and went round in circles before finally hitting it. Apela, ade GPS pun pusing-pusing.

It was nice. Probably nicer than Ferringhi's market, but there were no pirated DVDs la. Well, i guess Penang people are smarter when it comes to cheating and claiming what ain't theirs. Smart Pirates.

Sunday morning went to pick up my brother at the airport. On a three month break from his school in Melbourne. Much awaited. His flight arrived at 7am that Sunday. I wouldn't wake up this early on a Sunday for just anyone . :) First thing he wanted was the fantastic nasi kerabu at Gate 1 for brekkie but unfortunately the makcik was still in Raya mode. So his next next choice was mamak. He had two roti telur bawang and teh tarik. like it was the best thing. being a starving student is tough. a starving student in a foreign land probably tougher.

he bought home a huge box and inside was the ps3 with two guitars and drum set. all day it was guitar hero. bising. oh he has an iPhone too. free with the contract they have over there. i take it back, i dont think he is a starving student.

Im spending a night a my mommy's tonite. D is pulling an all nighter at the office.

IPTA

Am currently at UiTM. Participating in a conference and exhibition. People come up to the booth asking all sorts of questions. I just want to hide under the table and sleep. Nasi Lemak Ganja is bad.

Will be back with adventures of Macy's Part II. Lol.

I had a great weekend. Stayed up at night, sleep mostly during the day.

D is on a two day MC. Conjunctivitis. I hope i catch it real soon. Real soon. But not during the weekend.

Tug of War

me and the girls went to Macy's warehouse sale yesterday. first day of the sale. spent about 4 hours, mostly tugging curtains, racing for floor mats and manouvering the crowded space carefully just to ensure the plastic of the bean filler for the bean bag didn't rip. twice i had to change. it seem that the plastic bag of filler kept getting smaller and smaller. hah.

some pretty good deals, they were. fun watching women in their 'natural environment'. half of the time was spent watching my colleague WSR playing tug of war with another lady for a piece of curtain. yes, the curtains were nice and yes, the lady was playing nasty. she had a box with twenty packets of curtains and was still eyeing for the one in my WSR's hand. apparently the curtain fell out from its packaging and lady had one piece and WSR had the other piece. they kept on eyeing each other up until the cashier, hoping one person would bail and put it back.

i'll let you in on a little tip. if you want a certain item that someone already is holding on to, don't make it obvious. if that person is undecided about buying it and she sees you so keen, believe me, she needs no further convincing to buy the item. anyways, she texted me later that nite telling me one piece was enough as it was a huge piece.

i bought

2x cushion with inserts

1x beanbag with fillers

1x 3 panel sliding door curtain + one long window curtain

3x maize braided floor seats

and spent about RM140.

konon-konon didn't want to buy anything being broken and all. konon-konon la. the lies i tell myself.

i have a new toy

left the office at 530 sharp. no, actually by 529, i was already by the door waiting for it to strike 530 so i could tap out. D was already home waiting for me. i couldn't wait to get home. wheeeeee...

D promise to take me out to kl to pick up my birthday gift. so what if my birthday is 10 days away? he couldn't wait, neither could i.

it wasn't my idea, it was his. when he asked me what i wanted i really really didnt know what i wanted. shoes? (they won't seem special among my other 30 pairs), perfume (recently puchased 6 bottles at a warehouse sale), jewellry (hard to top my wedding ring, plus i don't wear earrings), handbags (hmm bo-ring).

it seems that each of my birthday presents were a reflection of me and him. He wouldn't buy me perfume/shoes or worse still clothes, but he would buy me something that we would both enjoy. one time there was the oktomat lomo camera, the other time there was the box of goodies with personalize notes.

i was excited but i also didn't have a clue about specs/RAM/processor and whatnot. so he assessed the specs and i assessed the aesthetics. haha. shallow!

i wanted something really compact and small and could fit into my handbag. i wanted something girlish. i wanted something speedy.

after listening to the 9th person going on and on about atom and celeron, we finally made up our mind.

i'm a happy clam!

thank you bebeh :)

500 days of summer

..is a really cool movie. In my opinion. Watched it for the 2nd time (on RM8 DVD of course) i love it. i love deschanel's wardrobe, gordan levitt (since 10 things, really), cinematography (ok, D loves it actually. i don't want to sound superficial and say stuff like 'graphics cool' or 'cinematography cantik' when i don't have a clue what they are :P)

was on mc yesterday. neck sprain. or something like that. thought i'd have a field day hanging out at home doing nothing on a monday. that was not the case. i ran out of things to do by 9am. i made D breakfast, made myself breakfast, made the bed, threw out the garbage, channel surfed.

ain't much to do on a workday because:

1. all your friends are at work, being the mere mortals we are. you end up texting them anyways. what is the point really, being away from work then?

2. am financially broke-broke-broken. last pay-out was 1st week of october. you do the math.

3. doing things alone ain't that much fun. by choice, yes. but doing things alone cos there's no one else available kinda blows.

4. my sister who is still in college blew me off. she had an exam to study for, apparently.

when D came home that night, he found me lying facedown on the bed.

'babe, taknakla jadi taitai duduk rumah'
'kenapa?'

'boring gile. its mind-numbing'

'hahahaha'

'tapi kalau ada duit maybe tak boring sangat kot.'

*silence*

Weekend Project

Attempt at being creative. Creative was never my strong point. Unless you count creative writing. Thank God for a husband who is a designer. And my google skills.

for you

happy birthday.

test

we had the talk yesterday. i happened to be there to ...(continued)

delicate

am treading very delicately.

one
step
at
a
time

(continued)

SubhanAllah

Menurut tafsir al-Qurtubi, semua takdir Tuhan yang telah tertulis ..(continued)

daohdarko

i miss D. very much. just kissed him goodbye this morning. (continued)

its always the darkest before dawn

i read somewhere.

when i was at my most down and out, ming told me..(continued)

i never want to see you unhappy, i thought you'd want the same for me

suddenly a surge of longing comes over me...(continued)

naughty

thought of the forbidden,

thought of the past.

I'm not suppose to.. (continued)

history

me: how you knw daoh is a reader?

12:16her: sebab i think i always remember him as someone...(continued)

something i found

(continued)

bertahan

message received.

I'm wearing the green pagoda to work today. So best. Thanks. I love...(continued)

better, but you can only hope

today went fairly well. said my goodbyes in the morning. rushed back home at 10...(continued)

small talk

you: eh?

me: boss away for two days

you: you punya blog by invite?

me: oh yeah..
(continued)

sleepover part ii

needed a favor in a form of rm50. i offered rm100...(continued)

sleepover

i slept over.. (continued)

you were right

cindy was right...(continued)

learn

I've learned that you cannot make someone love you. All you can do is be someone who can be loved. The rest is up to them.

I've learned that no matter how much I care, some people just don't care back.

I've learned that it takes years to build up trust, and only seconds to destroy it.

I've learned that it's not what you have in your life but who you have in your life that counts

I've learned that you can do something in an instant that will give you heartache for life.

I've learned that it's taking me a long time to become the person I want to be.

I've learned that you should always leave loved ones with loving words. It may be the last time you see them.

I've learned that you can keep going long after you think you can't.

I've learned that we are responsible for what we do, no matter how we feel.

I've learned that either you control your attitude or it controls you.

I've learned that learning to forgive takes practice.

I've learned that there are people who love you dearly, but just don't know how to show it.

I've learned that just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have.

I've learned that it isn't always enough to be forgiven by others. Sometimes you have to learn to forgive yourself

I've learned that no matter how bad your heart is broken the world doesn't stop for your grief.

when the going gets tough

i was just completing my .. (continued)

that's what superheroes are made of

my horoscope read - some of us see problems at every turn in the road. thankfully. most scorpios dont fall into that category -especially now. This week you gently cruise through a stint that would have others gasping for breath. And that's what superheroes are made off.

i'm in no way a believer of horoscopes..(continued)

first degree betrayal

scroll.

(continued)

kindred

in a split second, i was in touch with zy. whoa. (continued)

just for the record

i want to document every single thing..(continued)

Salmon you lagi sedap dari ikea....

Cindy said in one of her texts ; sha. ..(continued)

shredded

saw what he wrote...(continued)

so sleepyyyyy

i don't know why but i am extremely sleepy. parted ways with Cindy at around 10 ish then arrived home almost 11. was feeling drowsy already in the car....(continued)

no. it wasn't delicious

later that evening got the urge for something local. a little spicier perhaps. arrived around 7..(continued)

i found it on the internet

I found this on the internet while googling for ming's..(continued)

i think im weird that way

back from the interview yesterday, after my phone call with ..(continued)

delicious bangsar, today for breakfast

yesterday i thought long and hard about what she did. how can i still ...(continued)

japanese kid's meal

if in a mess, the best thing to do is always pray. (continued)

sleepless

couldnt sleep last nite. not after the whole..(continued)

Unfamiliar

When you veer too far, what once was familiar somehow feels a little alien, remote somehow. I find that this can pull you into two directions. You embrace remoteness. Treat it like when you first came into contact. Take it slow. Take it easy. Definitely approach it in five hundred ways better than the first time around. Or the other direction.

You know how in good times you forget who you owe it too. You forget to be grateful. You forget to thank. You forget your blessings. When bitter times creep in, you forgot what the good times felt like. Honestly. All you feel is an aching, stab of pain and numbness. In the beginning you feel like smashing your head against the wall probably every time you think about the err of your ways. As you pray for calmness and serenity, the urge to smash the head against the wall pops up probably twice a day.

Simple things you left that you thought would make things convenient would be the very thing you ache for and long for. Carpooling together for instance, was a mere convenience which now feels like a luxury I wished I could do over and over.

Forgive the tone. I'm fasting today. Can't seem to get my mind off two things. Air tebu and you. Not necessarily in that order.

I like this song by Kris Allen.

Seconds hours so many days
You know what you want but how long can you wait
Every moment last forever if you feel you’ve lost your way
What if your chances are already gone
Started believing that I could be wrong
But you give me one good reason
to fight and never walk away

Free Lunch

I've been away super busy on a project. The office is doing an advertorial campaign on pr.otect.ing chi.ldr.en in cyberspace. part of the wor.ld tele.c.ommu.nication and inf.orm.ation soci.ety da.y campaign. apparently there are dangers lurking in cyberspace. some kids watch porn. tsk tsk.

I realized several things;

1. Having to come to the office on a Sunday sucks. Having to come to the office on Sunday to do a photo shoot with kids kinda rocks. Let's see how these stuck-up corporate people deal with screaming kids with attention span of a fly.

2. Getting all these industry people to confirm their participation is a thankless job. please confirm you participation through contribution. but we're not sure yet. but company A (rival) has confirmed! okay gimme five minutes and we'll fax our logo right over!

3. You may not know it, but sometimes 4a's advertising agencies aren't all that great. You'd be surprise that you're advising them instead. and if you're doing client servicing, please ensure that you're on post-paid. or at least reload your phone!

Left the office late late late all week. Today hotel called for free lunch. For all the events we organized there. interesting. boss doesn't get invited. machai that does the booking gets invited.

Anyways, for those of you with kids, look out for this Sunday's paper. And put it up on the wall if you got kids to warn them about the dangers. This blog included. Not healthy reading material.

I watched Confessions of A Shopaholic last weekend. Ha-ha. So funny. As usual, producers will always screw up a storybook, but I've learn to let go ever since they butchered Gossip Girl. On screen rubbish, maximum! (wait, maybe I haven't learn to let go)

Took my sister with me, her second time watching the show. And once I tried online ticket purchasing, I no longer want to queue nor do I ever wanna rush to get my booked tickets 45 minutes before the show. D did not want to watch it, and took his brother to an art exhibition instead. Ya-aawnn.

D is starting his new job next month. New field, new post. Good luck with that. As long as there's food on the table (not literally since I gave up cooking since the fridge fiasco), anything goes.

My lunch hour consists of lunch with friends while bitching about the bitch. After lunch, go to Petronas. Sit at the parking lot and bitch about the bitch for five minutes and then buy ice-cream/sour candy/rocky and then sit in the car and sigh and whine. And then spent another half hour under the bridge, parked and eating ice-cream since everywhere else is scorching hot. The topic remains. Two hour lunch everyday. Time flies superhumanly fast. Then once I'm seated at the desk, the clock slows down and everything happens in slow mo.

Two hour lunches ain't that fun unless you're shoe shopping which I'm obviously not. And especially not when you keep bumping into the HR Manager on the way back to the cube.

I hate this office. Can't you tell?

Potluck

Department Potluck. Sheer laziness.





A fast-a pasta!

Pabila ku merenung ke matanya, ku rebah jatuh ke bumi

"dan juga kau merindui aku..."



love you sayang.
tsk tsk. sigh.

Cut, paste and fill in the answers

I hate facebook tags. Pointless, don't you think? Anyways, here's another annoying tag which i have decided to entertain because i have nothing better to do. I'm not gonna do this one on facebook. Too many people, too much information.

________________________________________________________________________

Rules:
Here's a chance to see how well you really know your husband/boyfriend/lover. Cut, paste and fill in the answers, then shoot, you know what to do. The real challenge is to send it to your husband/boyfriend/lover to see how right you really are.

1. He's sitting in front of the TV, what is on the screen?
* some war crime movie/ guy ritchie dvd/ the sopranos

2. You're out to eat; what kind of dressing does he get on his salad?
* whatever comes with his salad. he's very much a salad person. one of those very few guys who luuuuurve his greens. Sometimes out of nowhere, he'll crave for a crispy green salad.

3. What's one food he doesn't like?
* soggy ikan bilis and bayam kaler merah

4. You go out to eat and have a drink. What does he order?
* it varies. he's not of those predictable people who orders the same thing again and again.

5. Where did he go to high school?
* MRSM Muar. Dekat sekolah ex-girlfriend lama.

6. What size shoe does he wear?
* 10! Besar gile kan? His leather loafers on the hantaran tray were so unbalanced.

7. If he was to collect anything, what would it be?
* Bicycling magazine/Art & design magazines /Hot wheels. His magazines outnumbers mine. His art and design magazines even comprise of one with Courtney Love showing of her shaved parts. Twisted.

8. What is his favorite type of sandwich?
* Cold cut meats/Salami with tonnes of salad. He's into cold sandwiches.

9. What would this person eat every day if he could?
* BBQed Chicken Wings.

10. What is his favorite cereal?
* I can't remember the name, but some really pricey ones with oats and nuts and dried bits of berries. About rm18 a box. Ape ntah namenya. And he's really into granola bars.

11. What would he never wear?
* Underwear. Yeah, dude goes commando everyday.

12. What is his favorite sports team?
*Does Lance Armstrong have a team?

13. Who did he vote for?
* He did not.

14. Who is his best friend?
* Someone from his childhood, whom ive never met. He died in a car accident just before D met me. He always addresses arwah as 'my bestfriend'. Other than that, I'd like to think I'm his bestfriend, but bestfriends don't annoy the crap outta him like I do. But if you think of it in a context where Im the first person he tells and shares everything, yeah - I'm the bestfriend :P

15. What is something you do that he wishes you wouldn't do?
* Touch his face and hair too much. Hahahahaha.

16. What is his heritage?
* Melayu

17. What is his favourite colour?
* Blue..i think.

18. What is his habit?
* Smoking. Other than that he's perfect to have at home. He is a whizz at housechores. Often nags for me to tidy my clothes/wash dishes after i've used them/don't leave clothes lying around/ put DVDs back where they belong. Only nags for me to clean up after myself. His stuff? it's all perfectly organized!

19. What is he proud of?

* his bike..i think. and Putrajaya Critical Mass that he organized all on his own. The very first time the turnout was 30+ people. Last month was the 11th time, and turnout was 130+ people. Last month the theme was Ride for Gaza and he managed to raise RM800. PCM has been featured in JUICE, KLUE and TimeOutKL. I think he's very proud of this.

20. Lastly, do you think he will read this?
* Of course. Isn't the point of this post is getting him to read and see how well you've guessed?

A post by D

Im checking my list of postings and saw this draft by D dated 2nd January. Wonder why he never decided to publish it. Like any other obnoxious nosy wife, i will.

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Lama. Gila.

I feel less inspired to write this year. Even though i have another blog. But that blog is for something else. No. Bukan p/ia/hza/dor/a ok. :P

Like 120,321,123,543,634,765,546infiniti (lebih kurang la...) other blogs in the blogosphere, I like to share some achievements, regrets, goals, dreams from the year that was. While at the same time, still trying, repairing, achieving, dreaming the same resolutions for this year...

1. I landed on a new job earlier last year (so weird when you say 2008 as last year, it was like only 2 days ago...) It was far from the city, no jam, I like. Not a dream job but I think I can survive another year.
2009: I wished for an increment this year. And a better post. Boss if you happen to read this blog, please give me what I want. Now, everyone can fly but I want to afford to fly xtra long. :P

2. I tried to become a better muslim. Still trying. No comment.
2009: Still trying. Must pray five times a day. Must pray for good things and redha of everything.

3. I tried to quit smoking. I didn't smoke for 3 days and I went bastardly crabby. So I smoked again. Not even proud of it. No comment.
2009: Limiting myself on my daily niccotine intakes. I don't want to share how many sticks a day with you guys. So you guys wont call me poyo. :P But S said no smoking within 250 meter radius of her. Hehe!

4. But i lead a healthier life. I cook. After a disastrous sambal pok choi. I sticked to follow the naked chef cuisines. Salad, steaks and healthy food. Less ajinomoto, more olive oil.
2009: Learn new recipes?

5. Petrol price hiked up last year, I cycled to work once in awhile. Good stress reliever. 76km to and fro. I wished i cycled as often as i can but now it's raining in the evening and i'm carpooling with S and a colleague I stopped for a while. Excuses.
2009: Must work out timetable with S and colleague. Hmmmm... Boleh ka?

6. I gave more excuses like nobody's business.

7. My freelance business gone down. Total revenue for 2007: RM40 000. Total revenue for 2008: RM4000. No comment.

2009: More business, more money! More! More! More!

8. I did less designs this year. Cycle more. Total cycling distance: 1705km (as in 1 January 2009)

2009: At least 2000km more by the end of the year. Thinking of doing a cycling journal. See if i have the time la...

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D's new blog is at putrajayacriticalmass.blogspot.com

when the thunder is crashing up above, you've given me your love

they said you don't know until you've been tested.

how true.

i got to know when it was the 11th week.
i got to know i lost it during the 13th week.

i cried for about a day. then i got over it.

its funny how you don't really plan for things to happen then when they do-your plans make a 180. then somehow the plan doesn't materialize then you're left wondering. do we pick up from where we were before. or do we try again?

i was gasping for air when i knew. could i handle this? am i cut out for this? am i a natural or would i struggle? D was elated. happy. his joy was contagious. :)

he read, he studied, he taught me stuff.

however,
GOD had other plans for us.

things were weird. i told D. he was worried. he took me to the doctors. i was referred to a private hospital. Dr confirmed it. it was not meant to be. i was admitted on the same day. Dr said she had to 'clean-up the remains'.

to be honest, more than anything else - i was just scared for me. i hope ill be fine. i hope it goes fine. i hope they don't discover anything weird. i already came to terms with the lost factor.

D, however was still in denial. It wasn't until they wheeled me into the operating theater that the tears started coming.

He said he knew that once i was in there, it was gone for sure.
He said he didn't know why i had to through all this.
I saw him mouth I love you before he was out of sight.

I counted to eight then i blacked out. It felt like only two minutes later when they woke me up.

D was there waiting. We smiled at each other. Instantly i knew now. I loved him more than anyone. Anyone.

I woke up in the middle of the night and looked at him sleeping in the most uncomfortable chair (according to him). with only a towel as a blanket in the cold hard room. still wearing the shirt he left the house in this morning.

My heart felt a strange tug.

We were discharged the following day. The total amount for the twenty minute procedure plus a night at the hospital was exorbitant. And no, we don't have insurance. We don't do credit cards. D paid cash.

While most people would mourn the loss, I found something forgotten.

I found someone who I knew now would do just about anything.
Who would sacrifice a night in bed.
Who would part with that much money for me and get nothing in return.
Who would cry for me.
Who would cry with me.
Who would leave important work stuff for me.
Who loves me more than I knew he ever did.

It's true. You never know until you're tested.

It is now that I truly will say something that I have never said before.

I am so thankful I got married to D. He is now the other half that i cannot live without.

Happy 9th Anniversary, Boyfriend.

short one

through the many emails and smses urging to boycott jewish products, i came across one website listing famous and notable Jewish people in the world.

famous Jewish actors and actresses
sarah jessica parker - actress, sex and the city.

i never felt bad buying pirated. now i feel even better. oh, she's the producer too, innit? and i aint one to run across the country to be the first to catch the movie. or whatever.

anyways,

D called. Sounded so happy. I though it was good news, like an increment or a big fat bonus. No. It was just him, evacuating the building. Apparently the airport is on fire. If he aint going back inside, we're doing lunch today. Yay.

Crappy

Im in a super super crappy mood today. I really dont feel like being at work. I really dont feel like being at home. All i feel like doing is being at my parents house and having a DVD marathon with my sisters.

My trip to Saigon was fabulous. (Okay. now i feel a bit better talking about the trip). I loved everything about Saigon. The food (walaupun the whole 5 days makan at only 2 places cos tu je yg halal, sebab org Saigon suke makan babi dah bubur katak), the shopping, the sightseeing - basically everything la. Well, except for the people. I dont like them much. Hostile. Very unlike thai and indonesia where you get superb customer service, way better than what you get in malaysia. I guess people in thailand and indonesia think malaysians are rich. or something like that. I mean we do have strong currency, only second to Spore in this part of the world. They should be treating us right, eh?

Someone should give these vietnamese a crash course. Like how malaysians equate holiday with shopping. And we are people with money. And good currency. Like you should really really really start treating us right. Dah la tak reti cakap omputih.

My foul mood is back. Sigh. I'll be back. With photos hopefully.