what do you do when youre faced with the dilemma of what to buy for a-kid-who-has-absolutely-everything's first birthday? easy. buy him whatever his mom does because anything less just wont make the cut. lucky boy. to have a 27 year old mom earning 12k a month. top that! even before turning one, we were scrutinizing him through his oshkosh sunglasses, brown baby guess curdoroys and ucob backpac..and that kid couldnt even walk yet!
today was break fast-cum-birthday party for baby erfan and we were all invited. had a feast of absolutely everything from secret recipe to kerabu mangga(!). fascinating.
kids are adorable arent they? but only at that stage. not up to the age when they decide your lipstick is the most fascintating toy ever and the wall is an equivalent of a whiteboard. or whatever truly outrageous shenanigans.
then its time not to smile.
its always an issue isnt it? kids or no kids. ive been living in kl a major part of my life and i see that all decisions DO NOT revolve around having children. in fact, i feel kind of sorry for those people who seemed engrossed in the fact that their sole purpose in life is to be bride and breed. heavy.
we definitely do not have to have children just to validate ourselves as a female individual. bad enough you have to be a mrs.somebody and now your somebody's mommy. who the hell are YOU?
hey, carrie bradshaw IS my role model(not SJP). are you gonna blame me?
maybe i will have kids. maybe i wont. i'll decide when i get paid 12k a month.
Sunday, October 31, 2004
Saturday, October 30, 2004
still life with toothbrushes..
been away yesterday doing something that hasnt been done in ages. me and D, together with baby sister, good fren K met up with one of D's favourite people KA and his adorable gf Z.
how long has it been precisely that we havent had such congregation and laughed the evening away? after leaving the the delightful seafood spread, we found ourselves at midvalley purchasing tickets for the bourne supremacy. kept us on the edge of our seats although for me it did seem a tad too fast. damn those bloody americans, always coming up with their own terms. i mean 'minister of interior'? dont we say minister of internal affairs instead? how odd.
this morning woke up with a massive splitting headache, dry itchy throat, and runny nose. shame. has it really been that long since we had late nights out? didnt think so.
congratulations to KA for landing a fabulous new career as a property writer for NST. hope you do have sufficient formal wear to accomodate your job. ;-)
my significant other's birthday is looming and i'm faced with another yearly routine of having to decide what will be the best gift ..ever! hell, i dont even know what i want for my birthday let alone decide for others.
but i do know that a bouquet of pink and white roses wrapped in newspaper or plain white paper would really make my day. and please none of that tacky printed plastics those florist always have. ugh
oh, and tonight my sister is back from college with yet another friend, my sister from residential school with another friend and my baby brother has two friends who do nothing but clear the fridge..i think my headache just got worse.
hope this horrible flu goes away very soon. i have a date on tuesday.
how long has it been precisely that we havent had such congregation and laughed the evening away? after leaving the the delightful seafood spread, we found ourselves at midvalley purchasing tickets for the bourne supremacy. kept us on the edge of our seats although for me it did seem a tad too fast. damn those bloody americans, always coming up with their own terms. i mean 'minister of interior'? dont we say minister of internal affairs instead? how odd.
this morning woke up with a massive splitting headache, dry itchy throat, and runny nose. shame. has it really been that long since we had late nights out? didnt think so.
congratulations to KA for landing a fabulous new career as a property writer for NST. hope you do have sufficient formal wear to accomodate your job. ;-)
my significant other's birthday is looming and i'm faced with another yearly routine of having to decide what will be the best gift ..ever! hell, i dont even know what i want for my birthday let alone decide for others.
but i do know that a bouquet of pink and white roses wrapped in newspaper or plain white paper would really make my day. and please none of that tacky printed plastics those florist always have. ugh
oh, and tonight my sister is back from college with yet another friend, my sister from residential school with another friend and my baby brother has two friends who do nothing but clear the fridge..i think my headache just got worse.
hope this horrible flu goes away very soon. i have a date on tuesday.
Thursday, October 28, 2004
of canonballs and shooting stars..
blissful sleep up to noon..thats life. woke up had a look in the mirror, had a good fright! who the flippin' eck is that? ever since i got that haircut, bad hair days are a daily thing..i shouldve just listened to him and opted for a two inch trim instead.its just that i just adore being able to give into all my impulses and not having my panties in a twist later on. well apparently now i'm paying the aftermath of those so-called impulses. shame.
oh. the highlight of my dull day was receiving the phonecall from my best buddy, A. man! i missed her. she left town few months back, after having been packed off like a misbehaving child whom had just been sent to her room by her brother. damn. well, shes back in town only for a few days but good heaven knows what mischievious nonsense we'll conjure up once we meet up.. cant wait! maybe we'll have one of our infamous long afternoons at your apartment, bitching everything and anything about the people who tried to screw up our fantastic lives. (ugh. remember your stalker ex-bf, who jumped out of the hedge and dragged you off after our clubbing sessions?) sad dick. or maybe we'll just watch that black and white tv of your boyfrens, lying down after having eating too much chocolate and double cream oreos. or maybe we'll raid and watch your boyfrens really weird, sadistic porn collection..can't wait.
whatever it is we'll 'ave a blast.
oh. the highlight of my dull day was receiving the phonecall from my best buddy, A. man! i missed her. she left town few months back, after having been packed off like a misbehaving child whom had just been sent to her room by her brother. damn. well, shes back in town only for a few days but good heaven knows what mischievious nonsense we'll conjure up once we meet up.. cant wait! maybe we'll have one of our infamous long afternoons at your apartment, bitching everything and anything about the people who tried to screw up our fantastic lives. (ugh. remember your stalker ex-bf, who jumped out of the hedge and dragged you off after our clubbing sessions?) sad dick. or maybe we'll just watch that black and white tv of your boyfrens, lying down after having eating too much chocolate and double cream oreos. or maybe we'll raid and watch your boyfrens really weird, sadistic porn collection..can't wait.
whatever it is we'll 'ave a blast.
D writes, when november rains
november is the best.
aside from me being an easily-agitated scorpio, i just love the month's weather. rainy, windy, dark and not forgetting the sudden 3-scale richter typhoons once in a while. what was that phrase again? hell, i'm only happy when it rains. tsk tsk...
how sadist can i be? but hey, don't get me wrong. though i'm that much of a pessimistic and paranoid joe, doesn't mean that i don't like the sun. hah! only when it sets!
whatever.
but then again, november is also one of the times when i always have these bad headaches. one of the too many disappointments is money. wait... isn't that like every month?
when it's november i have to deal with one major case - MY GIRLFRIEND'S BIRTHDAY. it's not that i'm complaining. hey, on that special day, you get laid like never before! (hurm... wonder how's it going to be this year?)
when it's her birthday, i will always have this unnecessary dilemmas like;
"what's for this year?"
"i gave that last year..."
"i'm on a tight budget, la sayang..."
and the worst of all;
"did i gave you anything last year?..."
tell me, how duh can you be?
but hey, i make it a point to myself, this year i try to make it extra special for her. and that means i have to save a little bit more, go collect my cash from whoever owes me (enal! bila nak bayar?), and go collect metal scraps and sell them. hehe.
lucky for me, it's fasting month. but then again there's raya after that. can i make an acception for not giving the kids ang pows this year?
*sigh
aside from me being an easily-agitated scorpio, i just love the month's weather. rainy, windy, dark and not forgetting the sudden 3-scale richter typhoons once in a while. what was that phrase again? hell, i'm only happy when it rains. tsk tsk...
how sadist can i be? but hey, don't get me wrong. though i'm that much of a pessimistic and paranoid joe, doesn't mean that i don't like the sun. hah! only when it sets!
whatever.
but then again, november is also one of the times when i always have these bad headaches. one of the too many disappointments is money. wait... isn't that like every month?
when it's november i have to deal with one major case - MY GIRLFRIEND'S BIRTHDAY. it's not that i'm complaining. hey, on that special day, you get laid like never before! (hurm... wonder how's it going to be this year?)
when it's her birthday, i will always have this unnecessary dilemmas like;
"what's for this year?"
"i gave that last year..."
"i'm on a tight budget, la sayang..."
and the worst of all;
"did i gave you anything last year?..."
tell me, how duh can you be?
but hey, i make it a point to myself, this year i try to make it extra special for her. and that means i have to save a little bit more, go collect my cash from whoever owes me (enal! bila nak bayar?), and go collect metal scraps and sell them. hehe.
lucky for me, it's fasting month. but then again there's raya after that. can i make an acception for not giving the kids ang pows this year?
*sigh
Wednesday, October 27, 2004
it's all or nothing..y' know
first day of fasting again after that six-day break. a bit tired, withdrawn and a lot of hunger pangs. shame on me.
met up with gurlfrens K and A. I just love our gurlie gossip sessions! brings the worst in each and everyone of us..don't they always? aint there a devil in each and everyone of us only detectable by the closest seemingly similar species? HELL, YEAH.
my other half called during midday asking for permission to break fast. the cute thing is his secretary picked up the phone and i caught snippets of her telling him 'nah, pemberi kebenaran kau dah telefon'. poor baby. im not such a controlling freak, owkay? (penat hari ni angkat sepuluh ribu kad raya).
manage to drag my lazy ass to the bazaar ramadhan in ampang. traffic congestion, unruly drivers, parking issues and terribly, terribly bad timing. who's idea would it be apart from my sister? as long as she's the one behind the wheel then i guess ill make room for exceptions. so shut up i did and succumbed to one of her yet again brilliant ideas.
i saw that famous 80's supermodel noorkumalasari with her 3 boys. it was all i could do to stop myself from smirking. not that there was anything wrong with her but what i had in mind was her botoxified, bee-stung lipped, bleached sister kak nita(as nasal as u can get). god i swear if she really did make it big in hollywood instead of being a caberet singer just so she could snag a confused white man to parade back here, she would have been whacko jacko's best buddy. how sad. i mean i'm very, absolutely positive she came tumbling from her mum's belly looking like that. oops i'm gonna stop..sorry aaa.
i mean this is a world of too much opportunities and too few morals so being a regular homosapien we do tend to slip up sometimes. or if you're me, too many times.
hey..did anyone realize that DiGi came up something awesome (or perhaps ridiculous, depending on how you look at it). apparently now customers can reload whatever amount they can afford to. bet thats gonna catch on with the kids.Hah. take that ananda krishna!
oops! pizza's burning. gotta go.
met up with gurlfrens K and A. I just love our gurlie gossip sessions! brings the worst in each and everyone of us..don't they always? aint there a devil in each and everyone of us only detectable by the closest seemingly similar species? HELL, YEAH.
my other half called during midday asking for permission to break fast. the cute thing is his secretary picked up the phone and i caught snippets of her telling him 'nah, pemberi kebenaran kau dah telefon'. poor baby. im not such a controlling freak, owkay? (penat hari ni angkat sepuluh ribu kad raya).
manage to drag my lazy ass to the bazaar ramadhan in ampang. traffic congestion, unruly drivers, parking issues and terribly, terribly bad timing. who's idea would it be apart from my sister? as long as she's the one behind the wheel then i guess ill make room for exceptions. so shut up i did and succumbed to one of her yet again brilliant ideas.
i saw that famous 80's supermodel noorkumalasari with her 3 boys. it was all i could do to stop myself from smirking. not that there was anything wrong with her but what i had in mind was her botoxified, bee-stung lipped, bleached sister kak nita(as nasal as u can get). god i swear if she really did make it big in hollywood instead of being a caberet singer just so she could snag a confused white man to parade back here, she would have been whacko jacko's best buddy. how sad. i mean i'm very, absolutely positive she came tumbling from her mum's belly looking like that. oops i'm gonna stop..sorry aaa.
i mean this is a world of too much opportunities and too few morals so being a regular homosapien we do tend to slip up sometimes. or if you're me, too many times.
hey..did anyone realize that DiGi came up something awesome (or perhaps ridiculous, depending on how you look at it). apparently now customers can reload whatever amount they can afford to. bet thats gonna catch on with the kids.Hah. take that ananda krishna!
oops! pizza's burning. gotta go.
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