how now brow kitty?

yes, that cowboy

http://thepioneerwoman.com/black_heels_to_tractor_wheels_a_love_story/

*swoon*

http://thepioneerwoman.com/blog/2009/05/captain_forearms/

no, seriously...

Have you ever seen a serious baby? I have never seen one. But here's one on YouTube. Came across this hilarity a long time ago and have forgotten about him until tonight. One cute albeit serious baby, non?

blooduh!

Something I came across ages ago and forgot to blog about. I think he is so damn cute.

So cute how he was so concerned that his widdle baby bwother got bloody lipped when he bumped into him while playing in the bed and his daddy kept bursting out into laughter and that just made so exasperated.

the guild

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=grCTXGW3sxQ&feature=channel

I don't know... reality TV for gamers?

cool bike

Would you buy this bike if it were on market here?

http://www.geekologie.com/2008/04/uno_cycle_looks_like_it_has_on.php

I would. Cuz it's way cooler than a Segway.

backstroke of the west?

Don't you just love bad translations?

http://winterson.com/2009/01/episode-iii-backstroke-of-west-redux.html

best break up story ever told

Her husband was offered a job in India, and things were never the same again for her. So she made this movie.

Sita Sings the Blues, they said, is the best break up story ever told. I spent hours watching it again and again on YouTube last night. It's the Ramayana made easy. Great animation and Annette Hanshaw makes me appreciate 1920's jazz. It's so sad that this movie can't make it to the academy awards due to copyright laws.

Some men will always be men, thinking they are doing the right thing, and they say women are cruel. Eventhough Rama treated Sita very cruelly, she remained chaste and faithful to her husband until the very end.

Watch it here in full or in parts of ten starting here.

Or download the whole movie for free from here so the movie may be shared and therefore disseminated.

Here, Nina Paley, the maker of this gem, explains why it is free. But, you may make donations here.

Enjoy!

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mr mysterious (8/22/2009 7:01:46 PM): syg
mr mysterious (8/22/2009 7:01:53 PM): at times
mr mysterious (8/22/2009 7:02:02 PM): we have to really give in
mr mysterious (8/22/2009 7:02:24 PM): coz the distance is really testing our patience
mr mysterious (8/22/2009 7:02:31 PM): i love u too
mr mysterious (8/22/2009 7:02:35 PM): i miss u
mr mysterious (8/22/2009 7:02:48 PM): i just hope
mr mysterious (8/22/2009 7:02:59 PM): u can let me have ur hp num
mr mysterious (8/22/2009 7:03:14 PM): lot of things can be answered
Little Lulu (8/22/2009 9:25:18 PM): 01988xxxxx
Little Lulu (8/22/2009 9:25:30 PM): lupa dah ye.... ish ish ish....
Little Lulu (8/22/2009 9:25:44 PM): pening sangat la tu ...ish ish ish...
Little Lulu (8/22/2009 9:52:03 PM): I don't hate you, syg. Just delete my photos. It was nice while it lasted. All the best in your life and future undertakings.

You'd wonder why she got so mad at him for asking for her number and wanting to call her so that "a lot of things can be answered" that she decided to simply walk away. That's just fine and dandy really. The only problem is, he's had her number for the past two months and has been having video calls with her every day all the while. Talk about being busted.

ganguro ho ho ho....

Here's another look I should seriously consider...

Watch her other videos. And remember not to leave stupid comments. She is JOKING. And I love her videos. ALL of them. Don't let your negative comments make her stop making her AWESOME videos.

national treasure

Here's another one.

Read about her here.

truly crappy

http://crappytaxidermy.com/


As the URL suggests....

squirrelize!

So this squirrel totally crashed this couples photo while they were visiting the Banff

Wildlife Park when it heard the camera auto focusing itself.

You can read the story here : http://www.ktiv.com/Global/story.asp?S=10940990

Now you can squirrelize any photo you want by visiting this page. Just follow the instructions and you can include the funny little critter in any photo of your choice.

cool lah sangat ko tu...?

I had lunch with a homeless guy sliding down a hill because I'm cool like that.

Got this simple and funny tag from this blog arnabgumuk

Hope he doesn't mind.

Pick the month you were born:

January-------I kicked
February------I loved
March--------I karate chopped
April----------I licked
May----------I jumped on
June----------I smelled
July-----------I did the Macarena With
August--------I had lunch with
September----I danced with
October-------I sang to
November-----I yelled at
December-----I ran over


Pick the day (number) you were born on:

1-------a birdbath
2-------a monster
3-------a phone
4-------a fork
5-------a snowman
6-------a gangster
7-------my mobile phone
8-------my dog
9-------my best friends' boyfriend
10-------my neighbour
11-------my science teacher
12-------a banana
13-------a fireman
14-------a stuffed animal
15-------a goat
16-------a pickle
17-------your mom
18-------a spoon
19------ - a smurf
20-------a baseball bat
21-------a ninja
22-------Chuck Norris
23-------a noodle
24-------a squirrel
25-------a football player
26-------my sister
27-------my brother
28-------an iPod
29-------a surfer
30-------a homeless guy
31-------a llama



What is the last number of the year you were born:

1--------- In my car
2 --------- On your car
3 ----------- In a hole
4 ----------- Under your bed
5 ----------- Riding a Motorcycle
6 --------- sliding down a hill
7 --------- in an elevator
8---------- at the dinner table
9 -------- In line at the bank
0 -------- in your bathroom



Pick the color of shirt you are wearing:

White---------because I'm cool like that
Black---------because that's how I roll.
Pink-----------because I'm NOT crazy.
Red-----------because the voices told me to.
Blue-----------because I'm sexy and I do what I want
Green---------because I think I need some serious help.
Purple---------because I'm AWESOME!
Gray----------because Big Bird said to and he's my leader.
Yellow--------because someone offered me 1,000,000 dollars
Orange--------because my family thinks I'm stupid anyway.
Brown---------because I can.
Other----------because I'm a Ninja!
None----------because I can't control myself!

It's fun... Just follow the instructions and construct a sentence that describes your cool factor based on the numbers in your birthday.

towang-towang

Aku sorang.

Aku sorang kat umah ni sejak minggu lepas. Aku sangat gembira. Sebab I have the house all to myself.

Selain bawak lelaki balik and buat perkara tak senonoh, apa je aku tak wat di rumah ni. Werghehehe.... bestnya dok sorang-sorang sesekali macam ni.

Don't worry. Aku tak miserable or lonely. I am savoring the moment actually. Kalau sunyi aku lepak umah hujung sana.

Pagi tadi aku buat nasi lemak and bawak pergi sana and makan ramai-ramai. The stupid rice cooker almost ruined a perfectly good breakfast fare. Lembik nasi lemak ku kerana berendam dalam santan lebih sejam, sebab the stupid rice cooker pergi bantai 'keep warm' nya nasi lemak aku. Aku angkat dia letak atas api kat stove. Masak pun, albeit lembik sikit.

Aku tak pandai goreng ikan bilis and kacang. Tapi aku beranikan diri dan lepas menghanguskan 2 batch, I finally end up with perfectly crispy and crunchy fried anchovies and peanuts. I made the sambal the night before. Peeled the cucumber and boiled the eggs the night before as well.

Lepas kenyang, lepak-lepak. Dorang ramai-ramai cabut my grey hairs. Rasa nak tercabut urat kentut sebab dia tarik suka-suka je. Tapi takpelah, dorang tak mintak upah. Wergehehehehe. Petang baru aku balik. Dan sebab aku bosan, ni la aku update blog ni ha.

W bawak ibu pergi Morib. Ibu call aku 2 kali hari ni. Dia risau agaknya sebab baru hari ni dia tahu aku sorang-sorang dalam umah ni. Takpe, Nat pun tinggal sorang gak kat KK nun.

Jo pergi KK. Ada tugas sulit katanya. Tak dapat nak bawak dia berpoya-poya. Petang Jumaat, lepas selesai tugas dia terus fly balik ke KL.... Hurm.... maybe next time.

Malam tadi aku gaduh dengan abang Lan. Aku cakap tak nak cakap dengan dia for a while memandangkan aku ni sangat menyakitkan. I feel that way. So hari ni we didn't have any kind of communication at all. Biar. I feel sorry for him. Better I just stay away. For a while? For good? I don't know. Don't care.

Bukan marah dia. Just disappointed in myself. Why do I keep letting this crazy person take over my sane self? Am I that weak? Hmm....

I am sleepy now. Merepek dah berjam-jam. W mesti tak update blog dia. Dah mula malas la tu. Letih and busy. I know. Me too. Tengoklah kekerapan aku mengupdatenya pun ha....

OK.... Nannite all...

iswara, perdana, ria, kancil

I realize that I have a very late response on things. My synapses are not transmitting the signals ke apa ke? I have no idea why.

Anyway, I changed cars. From one Proton to another Proton. Before you gasp and pant and ask me stupid questions, lemme tell you, SUKA HATI AKU LA NAK BELI APA DENGAN DUIT TITIK PELUH AKU.

Clear tak? Crystal, I hope.

A Waja would be too bulky and masculine. In my honest opinion. Persona tampak lebih lady-like pada aku. And eventhough you can say that a Persona is simply an elongated Gen2, do I look like I am bothered by that fact? The thing is, I like the way it looks and that's all there is to it.

However, it's a manual transmission. If you know me, I am a proud to say that I prefer the manual transmission for some reasons yang aku je faham. So no need to jelaskan di sini. Masa fikir-fikir nak amik manual ke auto, dealer tu dengan smoothnya berkata; "Dah tiba la usianya akak menmandu kereta auto ni..." Aku tak la kecik ati dengan perkataan 'usia' tu sebab aku tau sangat aku ni dah kertu. Tapi, rasa macam betul jugalah, why don't I give it a try. Dulu aku takut nak memanjakan diri dan mengambil auto supaya aku tak susah kalau ada apa-apa hal yang memaksa aku drive manual. Now, aku dah totally proven it to myself that I am perfectly capable of driving a manual. So apa salahnya, berani melakukan perubahan.

My brother pun cakap, okay what... auto transmission ni. Keta aku ok je. Dalam ati, ko nyer Hond@ @ccord. 2.0. Mana tak OKnya. OK seksangatnya lah... Aku bimbang. Aku pandai drive auto. Tapi tah la, macam ada doubts je. Tapi dalam kebimbangan aku tu, macam biasa, the devil may care spirit akan tell me, have a go at it, baru la tau cemana.

So aku amik la Person@ H-Line Auto Transmission. Sayang dia tak CPS, tapi okaylah kut, IAFM. Aku tak la berapa arif sangat hal-hal enjin ni, so nantilah aku study balik apa kebendanya .. or you can read it yourself here.

Anyway, Jumaat, July 17th, aku dengan berat hatinya, telah pergi menghantar kereta lama ku, the ever trustworthy Iswara Limited Edition yang tidak pernha menghampakan aku tu kepada dealer. Dia nak hantar kat used car dealership. Nak jual kan. Bukan nak bagi free, okay?

On the way, tiap kali aku nak potong kereta lain, aku tekan satu butang. Cikgu Yin tanya, "Butang apa tu kak?" Aku selamba je jawab, "Nitrous." Terburai dia gelak. Apa taknya... butang aircond tu aku cover kata butang NOS. Manalah nak terdaya, kete 1.3 nak dipecut laju dengan penumpang penuh. Bukan dema yang berat, dia yang tak berapa nak larat. Tapi tekan minyak, tetap tekan....

Petang tu, sampai ke KK, aku pergi cuci dulu kereta tu. Aku sayang dia. Sampai bila-bila pun aku tak dapat explain kenapa aku tukar kereta lain sedangkan aku sangat sayangkan dia. Aku boleh simpan dia and simply beli je the next car, so I have two cars. Tapi when I thought about it, apa ke jadahnya? Kahwin tak, kereta ada dua. What would I be trying to prove. And all the while, aku dah terlanjur mendealkan jual beli kereta baru tu. Cuma, lately kereta lama tu ada problem sana sini. Bukan salah dia. Aku yang kasar sangat dan tak pernah memanjakan dia walaupun dia adalah antara teman yang paling setia dalam aku susah dan senang. I would like to think, dalam usia dia yang dah makin meningkat, biarlah dia dapat tuan yang dapat menyayangi dan memanjakan dia. Lagipun, aku tinggal jauh dari keluarga dan kurang pengetahuan tentang penjagaan kereta. Biarlah aku beli kereta baru, daripada menyusahkan kawan tiap kali kereta tu buat hal. Oh ye... dia ada buat hal. Tapi takpelah. Tak ada yang sampai membawa bahaya kepada nyawa aku atau kawan-kawan yang tumpang aku.

Sambil cuci, aku check in hotel, and then aku pergi Nokia service centre untuk upgrade 5800. Tah hapa aku dah buat kat dia. Lepas kena worm hari tu, macam-macam dia buat. Lepas upgrade, baru aku teringat, banyak messages yang aku sayang hilang. Takpe. Takkan mati nye der....

Aku jalan balik ke carwash, picked up my car and drove to the dealership, Suhaimi the dealer tu dah tunggu dalam kedai. Kami naik ke pejabat settlekan apa lagi documents yang belum sign. And aku bayar balance downpayment. RM330 saja.

Dia kata malam ni simpan kat basement carpark sebab dealer used care tu datang amik on Monday. Dalam hati, aku terbayang je dia dok parked at the lot all miserable, cold and lonely for three days. Since I don't know where it is, I gave the key to him so he could drive it to the parking lot. I sat in the passenger seat next to him. All the while trying to keep myself upbeat for fear of shedding tears depan mamat tu. Tu bukan masa nak buat drama overload. Sampai kat bawah situ, which was right underneath the dealership, all I could manage was to have him take two last photos with it. And I didn't shed any tears.

I went upstairs and after I said goodbye to him, I walked back to the hotel. Malam tu aku ingat nak tengok movie. Tapi I was a little depressed. I was probably waiting for the delayed response of sadness and loss. It never came. So I went to sleep. The next day, aku tumpang cikgu Yin from Mer@pok yang tumpang aku semalam. The day before, as always, yang tumpang aku, Mimi, Yin and his wife Su and his little boy Q@wwim. So the car was pretty much full. Which was a good thing. I didn't want to be alone with the car and cry my eyes out all the way to KK. I would have been a bad mess when I get to KK if that was the case and would have probably scared the dealer guy.

Anyway, aku tumpang Yin balik sebab the day before tu, dia tumpang aku cuz nak pick up dia punya Perd@na yang telah dihantar untuk tukar gearboxnya. RM4k gak kena. Dia kata, terduduk jugalah. Kalau aku terpengsan je terus.

First time dok kat belakang jadi penumpang dalam Perd@na. Takde lah feeling-feeling Ma'am. Tapi seingat aku, semenjak aku ada lesen, tak pernah aku dok jadi pessenjer. Aku lah designated drivernya.

Agaknya Yin segan ke dengan aku, sampai dia kata, "Sorry la kak, saya memang drive macam ni..." " Apa la ko nak minta maaf ni Yin, aku dapat tumpang ko balik ni pun dah syukur sangat. Drive la cemana pun ko nak, kereta ko, kan?"

Susah juga jadi perempuan yang ada notorious reputation as a suicidal driver dalam town yang kecik ni. Semua orang kenal dan tahu sampai bila tumpang orang pun orang boleh nak minta maaf kat aku. Choy...!

Tetiba sampai kat Put@tan, kereta dia berasap. Adoi.... apa la pulak ... dia drive masuk ke bengkel kat tepi Gi@nt Put@tan tu. Bila mechanic dia datang dari kedai yang dia tukar gearbox tu, check apa semua ok katanya.... kami pergi makan pizza then teruskan perjalanan. Sampai kat Kimanis, dia berasap lagi dan terus tak masuk gear. Maka kami pun tersadai la kat M@sjid Kim@nis. Dari kul 1.30pm sampai 6.30pm sebab tunggu mechanic dari KK tak sampai-sampai sedangkan cikgu kawan Yin tu dari Mer@pok dah sampai, nak amik kami.

Kami naik la N@za Ri@ cikgu tu. Tak tahulah kenapa, maybe sebab aku ada reputation kat Law@s ni as a crazy lady driver, maybe lah kan... kalau tak, kira aku perasanlah ni, tapi dia ada comment to me yang I won't be driving macam the way I used to drive when I get the auto transmission car. I know. I pasrah je. Dia drive punyalah laju MPV dia tu .Tak kira jalan rata ke, tak ke, luas ke sempit ke. Aku rasa macam dok dalam washing machine kena banting sana sini, and not in a luxurious MPV. Last-last aku pakai seatbelt just so aku tak tercampak terhantuk ke siling MPV tu.

Aku bersyukur dapat menumpang rezekinya, tapi dalam hal ini, tak perlulah memprove a point, sebab aku tahu kau pun handal driving punya. Lelaki mana kat dunia ni yang tak handal driving, mana ada lelaki yang boleh kalah dengan perempuan dalam hal driving ni... Kan kan kan? Jangan bunuh kami.....! Serious aku takut masa dia driving. Maybe dia nak cepat sampai cuz masa tu dah senja pun. Am I wrong? Setahu aku, yelah MPV tu powerful. Tapi the power is not exactly for high speeds, but more for the ability to transport heavy loads. Manoueverability pun tak sama dengan sedan. Aku salah ke? Anyone?

Tapi dalam pada aku mengumpat dia dalam hati, aku syukur kami selamat sampai. Tak pernah pun terdetik yang kami akan ditimpa kecelakaan. Cuma gaya pemanduannya tidak menitikberatkan keselesaan penumpang yang duduk jauh di belakang, yang kemungkinan cedera di kepala jika tercampak memandangkan suspension MPV tu sangat menganjal. Mimi la yang paling kesian sebab dia yang dok belakang sekali. Aku dok belakang driver pun dah senak perut. Ni kan pulak dia. Nasib baik la Mimi tu budak baik.

Sampai kat Mer@pok, cikgu Yin offer hantar aku ke Lawas. Kami naik dulu ke umah dia. baik betul dia. Dia bagi minum and then kami turun ke K@ncil dia. Perdana dah kena tow balik ke KK. Tinggallah K@ncil yang setia.

Sampai di Lawas, dia ajak makan dulu sebelum hantar aku balik. So kami berlima dari petang semalam, makan malam pulak malam ni. Kesian Yin. Harap kereta dia cepat sembuh.

Itulah, riwayat Iswara, Perdana, Ria dan Kancil dalam satu hari. Takdelah yang fabu or extraordinary.... Tapi jarang la dalam hidup aku yang bosan ni, bertukar-tukar kereta sampai empat kali in one day.

Minggu tu aku tumpang kak Liza ke sekolah. Then, Khamis, aku drive Kenari dia. Aku dengan confidentnya telah mendrive keretanya masa balik dari sekolah. Dia adala kat situ dengan aku. Yang peliknya, mungkin kerana gaya pemanduan aku yang berbeza tu kah, tetiba, lepas berenti depan M@ybank, dia tak mau start lagi. Augh!!!

Puas la tolak dengan si Zukri dengan Azmin yang kebetulan ada kat bank juga masa tu. Tak juga mau start. Panggil Cyril, dia panggil mekanik. Mekanik kata ada started problem which is a standard for all Perodu@ models. Hmm... aku rasa sangat bersalah sebab telah menjahanamkan kereta kak Liza dan menyusahkan dia.

Esoknya kak Liza drive Viv@ mak dia. Kami, tumpang Boss la pulak. Hais.... benci betul hidup menumpang.

Dari Jumaat tu aku cakap kat Suhaimi, pleaselah, kalau boleh aku nak kereta tu by next Friday. Dia kata tak jamin, tapi by the looks of things, there should not be any problem. Berdebar-debar aku, sebab aku tak nak tumpang orang ke sekolah lama-lama. Lagipun Linda tenga pregnant. Kesian la kena tumpang orang sana sini. Tambahan pulak aku dah menyusahkan kak Liza secara tak sengaja. So Rabu aku called to see how things are on his end. Dia again answered the same. Aku fahamlah.... mana ada orang boleh confident janji yang bukan-bukan. But I think he realizes my desperation and was working hard to get the paperwork done by the following Friday.

So when I called him again Friday morning, dia kata; "Aaa... baru je aku nak call. Petang ni ko boleh datang ambil." Alhamdulillah.....

That day July 24th, aku ingat nak pergi KK naik bas je, sebab aku tak berapa suka nak minta-minta tolong orang dalam hal-hal kehidupan aku sebab aku rasa akan membebankan orang. Tapi menjelang tengahari, adalah seorang colleague aku, namanya Monica yang nak pergi ke KK petang tu ke rumah auntie dia di sana. Majorie dengan baiknya telah memohon kerjasama Monica untuk membolehkan aku menumpang dia ke KK. Majorie awal lagi nak ikut ke KK petang tu sebab boleh jalan-jalan sambil temankan aku drive balik nanti. Aku sangat happy sebab aku tak payah naik bas.

Sampai umah, sementara tunggu Monica, aku sempat tidur, because the night before, aku tak lewat tido. Tak lunch pun sebab tumpang orang balik tu, aku segan nak singgah sana sini menapao. Tengah aku terlena, aku terjaga bila dengar suara Majorie panggil nama aku. Aku bangun, terus capai beg, dengan baju kurung pergi sekolah pagi tadi, aku terus turun and pergi umah Monica kat ujung sana.

Sempat aku amik jack untuk tukar tayar in case ada apa-apa berlaku dalam perjalanan balik nanti. Sampai kat umah Monica, sambil letak jack dalam bonet tu sempat aku mengomel, "Ngantuk betul..." Mon terdengar, dia tanya, "Akak nak segarkan badan?" Sambil hulur kunci kereta. Ler... Suruh aku drive la tue!

Takpe. Aku memang suka drive pun. Tersangat suka. Sedar-sedar, dah sampai kat KK. Her her her.

So Mon dropped aku dengan Majorie kat dealership tu dan dia terus ke rumah auntie dia. Masa aku turun kereta, aku jadi terperasan sekejap sebab ada a bunch of mamat cumils duduk kat restoren sebelah dealership tu yang memandang ke arah kami. Aku ni cam guni beras je, for sure la diorang bukan pandang sebab aku lawa kan? And for sure la diorang dok nengok Majorie yang lawa mawa tu. Aku pun segan nak negok diorang lama-lama, so aku buat-buat tak perasan je. Walaupun aku sebenarnya ada feeling-feeling celeb... bet. Sebab pakai sunglasses besar. Muehehehe....

Suhaimi pun bergegas datang ke arah kami, dan terus bawa aku turun ke basement amik kereta untuk take us to the car warehouse. Masa nak turun tu, dia unjukkan kat budak-budak cumils tu, bebudak tu senyum kat weols. Ler, kawan-kawan dia rupanya and dia pun bergegas dari arah diorang tadi rupanya. Sibuk benar amik barang dalam bonet, aku tak sedar dari mana dia muncul.

Sampai kat warehouse tu, kami pergilah tengok kereta tu. Purple... Tak pernah termimpi pun nak drive a purple car. Aubergine... Well, it's Blueberry Tea, actually. Ah.... there is always a first time for everything. Dia pun get busy memasang itu ini. Kami pun busy membuka plastik apa bagai. I don't like driving a car with the plastics still on, OK? Orang lain pun mampu juga beli kereta baru. Bukan awak sorang je, so what would I be trying to prove driving the car with the plastics still on?

Tetiba, N called. Bengong. By the way, I have totally move on. Aku dah tak ada walau setitis kasih pun untuk dia. Sebab, dia 'terlupa' to include the fact that he has been remarried when he first met me. The bastard. Just because aku tinggal jauh dari Kuching, doesn't mean aku tak akan dapat tahu the truth. Tapi tiga tahun jugalah kan, aku tell myself to be patient and get rid of my paranoia. Manalah aku ni tak cemburu buta dibuatnya? Aku takut kecewa. Yet, here I am. Kecewa yet again. I'm not devastated though. There had never been fireworks pun with him. It just fizzled out. That's all.

Lepas aku jawab ala kadar, we hung up.

Pasang navigator apa semua, pasang road tax, pasang plate number, letak carpet. And busy snapping photos of the new car and Suhaimi yang naik berpeluh melayan kerenah kami berdua. It was fun. He's a fun and patient guy lah. Bagus jadi dealer.

I dreaded the moment that he finishes pasang itu ini. Feels like I will lose a friend. Entahla, aku ni cepat betul sayang kan orang. Bukan sayang yang macam tu. Sayang kawan. Sebab he is a lovable person pun. Senang deal dengan dia.

Lepas tu dia bagitau, aku terbayar lebih. Dia pulangkan RM110 lagi. Which makes balance downpayment aku cuma RM220 jer....

So we said our goodbyes, we got in the car and drove away. Aku sedih lagi. Rasa macam meninggalkan adik lelaki yang aku tak pernah ada. Sebab dia debab jugak. Baik lak tu. Takpelah, ada rezeki, kita jumpa lagi, ye dik?

Kami singgah kejap di CP, Majorie cari beg. Sambil tu abang Lan called. He's so nice. Sejak kenal dia, hari-hari he called. So sweet of him. Lepas tu, sebab dah menggeletar, baru aku teringat aku belum lunch, kami makan dia KR di basement. Sedapnya ayam... nasi... potato salad... green salad dan coke.

Kul 7.30 pm baru meninggalkan bandar KK. Memandangkan aku terpaksa memandu pada kelajuan 80kmph, mana nak sampai border in time. Lewat lah 15 minit. Takpe... Bukan kunci pun, buka gate sendiri and tulis nama kat guard. Esok baru stamp buku pass.

Sampai umah, Majorie tumpang tidur. Dah lewat dia nak balik ke sekolah.

Esok pagi, aku hantar Linda balik bersalin, ke airport. KK. Hahaha... kalau ko kata aku gila, maybe la aku gila. Kami balik malam tu juga. Ahad, lepas breakfast, kami pergi Sipitang. Amik Mimi. Dengan Lini and Zai, kami terus ke KK lagi. Wahahahahaha! Ye! Aku memang gila!!!

Well, sebenarnya aku saja je nak run in kereta. Sampai abang Lan marah le... sorry bang. I am notty. Banes pun marah. Dia kata aku Teksi. Well, kalau you all tau betapa aku suka driving, baru you all faham.

Rabu the following week, aku terpaksa pergi ke KK lagi untuk first service. First service within 5 days of owning the brand new car. Bagus tak aku? Kenapa Rabu? Cuz weekend tu kami ada kem motivasi, dan aku adalah ajk disiplin dan keselamatan. Mana bleh tinggal kem.

Apa-apa pun, itulah cerita aku dan Person@ ku. Tak tahulah apa nama aku nak bagi dia. Yang penting, number lama tetap abadi. Kereta lama aku, numbernya dah jadi SAA1046Y. Kalau orang KK ada nampak kereta Iswara Limited Edition Silver, dengan plate number itu, dialah bekas kekasih yang setia menemaniku selama 6 tahun.

Suhaimi the dealer dah berlepas ke KL minggu lepas, memulakan chapter baru dalam hidup dia sebagai pembantu undang-undang. Semoga berjaya, dik.

As for me, this is a new chapter in my life too. Begins with a new car and moving back to KL and possibly becoming my family's burden again. Let's hope not.

Nanti nak apply pindah balik ke Selangor supaya dapat bersama keluarga tercinta semula. Harap kepulanganku nanti membawa kebaikan dan bukan keburukan. Maklum, aku kan macam ni adanya. Jangan asyik buat ibu marah je nanti.

Doakan yang baik-baik saja. Amin....

jelesi

Jealousy is simply and clearly the fear that you do not have value. Jealousy scans for evidence to prove the point - that others will be preferred and rewarded more than you. There is only one alternative - self-value. If you cannot love yourself, you will not believe that you are loved. You will always think it's a mistake or luck. Take your eyes off others and turn the scanner within. Find the seeds of your jealousy, clear the old voices and experiences. Put all the energy into building your personal and emotional security. Then you will be the one others envy, and you can remember the pain and reach out to them. ~Jennifer James

Things I hate about jealousy is how it makes one become so obsessed that nothing a lover can say in explanation will take away the doubt and anger that had been simmering inside. Jealousy makes one blind. Jealousy makes one crazy. Jealousy makes one become a stalker. Jealousy is so not sexy.

So how come it happens to me again and again ruining a perfectly happy relationship?

I keep letting myself forget that bit about trust and being redha of qadha and qadar. Because when these voices speaks to me, I listen to only them and not to the knowledge and experience I already have when it comes to jealousy and the kind of damage it can cause on me and the relationship that I am having.

It's so hard to have trust again when it has been broken a few times before. It's tough when this things silently creeps in alongside the love that keeps growing by the day. I try not to let it overcome the whole situation, but it seems to me that the more I care and takes someone seriously, the more obsessed I would be of the things that he does without me. Why does that have to happen to me? Why can I recover from this disease? Do I feel so unworthy of love that I cannot truly believe that someone can really love me for who I am and I risk losing a perfectly good relationship just over something so untangible as jealousy?

At the end of the day, bukan dia milik Allah swt? And whatever he does behind your back, when you are legally bound by marriage, he has to answer to Allah? Why do I let myself get crazy over something petty like jealousy?

I just don't understand what is wrong with me that I fear infidelity so much that I choose to be single all the way to this age. Even if there was anyone who wanted to marry me, I'd just brush it off as a joke. I am that insecure in myself that being alone would be a much better option that have someone to love and share a life with. It feels so good to be alone and not worry about a cheating lover that I never complained on being single. Have I complained in this blog about being single? I don't remember. But I know I never had qualms about being single. It's just so much easier.

Having someone to love and cherish would be nice of course. But hearing horror stories left right and center does not help.

I remember telling myself once, so what if he cheats? Everyone makes a mistake once in a while. We are human after all. Yes, so what if he cheats? I don't know the answer to that. All I know is that it bothers me. Why does he have to cheat? I keep asking myself. I don't even have the answer to that either. But I once read in a newspaper article, that simply said; They cheat, because they can.

That's a scary thought, isn't it?

So, if you catch your man cheating on you, does forgiving him mean you love him and forgiving him is a part of loving him, or are you lowering your standards by doing so?

I saw Aw@y From Her. Her husband cheated on her. But being the classy lady that she is in the story, she forgave him. And since he is a sort of a good guy with honor, he ditched the other girl and quit the university where he was teaching and took his wife to live in the countryside where they spent the rest of their retired lives cross-country skiing and reading books to each other before bed and having friends over for dinner parties. She never forgot about it of course, but she thinks that people who demands to be in love all the time are selfish. How I wish I can be as care-free as she is.

She didn't lower her standards at all by forgiving him. She made everything well again by doing so. And his love for her remained strong and grew and grew.

It's not a bad thing to forgive. But how can one be sure that he/she is truly remorseful of the wrong that he/she has done and go back to you and willing to spend the rest of your days making amends and remaining faithful to you. She is one remarkable lady, that one.

Anyway, if you have tips on how to handle this thing, send 'em to me. It's really starting to eat me alive. I need to get control of it.

And if you have a problem with jealousy, read Understanding The Anatomy of Jealousy here.

slinkitty

long dong?

Menurut Dr. sorang ni...

Contrary to popular belief, the perfect woman is not based on how physically beautiful she is. The beauty is not based totally on how beautiful her face is either.

Why did Charles divorce Lady Di and go back to Camilla? Cuz Lady Di didn't have what the horsey-faced Camilla has.

1. A nicely proportioned 'chest'. And therefore a supple pair...

2. A nice flat stomach.

3. A nicely proportioned *ss.

4. A nicely proportioned pair of thighs.

And the last one is... Drum roll please...

5. Her va jay jay. Based on her ability to reach orgasm katanya...


What makes a perfect man?

Not his Pierce Brosn@n good looks either...

1. A wide shoulder.

2. A nice chest of the slight 'bantal' -like look.

3. A nice flat abs.

4. Noooooice buns.

And last but not least....

5. A good long dong.

Cuz a fat one that is short ain't gonna cut it.

(These weren't his exact wordslah. He had put it more delicately. I just can't help myself.)

It's all about the proportions, baybeh...

Looking at myself, I dramatically exclaimed, Abang.... goodbyelah, saya ni tak perfect lellalu, cuz for sure aku dah minus 3! Dengan berani matinya Dr. tu telah menyahut, tak adalah, cikgu cuma minus 1 saja and you can work on improving it.

Berani matinya dia!

He boldly went on to tell me what the minus 1 is, and I could have guessed what it is pun, because the crazy dude has been sizing me up all day on Saturday! Gila!

Well, at least I know what I should be improving on to keep my man. Ehem...

Keep my man, my foot.

Hmmm... kenapa entry aku malam ni is the berani mati kind? Kalau W baca mesti dia angkat kening punya. Hahahahaha...

Anyway, kami ada kem motivasi anjuran Pejabat Daerah Lawas over the weekend. The guy in charge is a Dr. and he sure loves to hang out with the ladies, despite his nerdy looks. And in one of our numerous conversations, he had deigned to share with us this itty bitty saucy maucy information. Actually, according to him, this is the findings of a clinical psychology research he did based on the divorce cases throughout Malaysia.

Hmm... Susah nak kata, aku tengah mengantuk ni, esok sekolah and we had a long weekend. Fulfilling as it was, aku mengantuk.

Tapi aku selalu memikirkan apa yang membuatkan sesebuah perkahwinan itu bahagia hingga ke anak cucu. While I know physical attraction is important, how about the other things? Betul ke lelaki prefer unthinking bimbos rather than women with their own thoughts and ideas and opinions? I know, everything pun kena bertempat. Kalau melebih pun tak bagus juga.

Tapi masakan kebanyakan married men that I talked to on the internet selalu memuji yang aku ni pandai berbual and have brilliant ideas and opinions and knowledge on a wide range of things, tak macam isteri-isteri mereka yang suka membatu, tak ada opinion sendiri.

Dalam hati aku selalu nak tempelak mereka, habis dah yang jenis tu ko prefer masa bercinta dulu, bukan itu ke yang kau dapat? Dah lama pakai, pandai la kau nak complain itu ini kat belakang dia? Cuba dia ada depan mata, berani kau? Maybe la those are just sweet nothings people say just to keep the conversation going. Tak tahulah mak.

Memandangkan itu semua dah mula menjelakkan aku, aku pun dah lama memencenkan diri dari chat dan sebagainya. Recently je aku try T@gged. Walaupun cara approach dah banyak berubah, tapi intipatinya sama saja. So, again it made me sick.

Tapi aku percaya, at the end of the day, its all about accepting each other seadanya and keeping in mind the commitment you had bound yourselves to at the beginning of the relationship. And since everything else in life can also be a struggle, a marriage, although it should not be a struggle pun, must at least be worked on and worked on consistently.

Tapi kalau dah tak sayang... apa lagi yang ditunggu, kan?

Apa pun, I am a commitment-phobe myself, so what do I know about relationships anyway? Let alone the science and physics of a marriage. But I am and always remain a hopeful that one of these days there will be someone for me. Kerana aku kenal diri aku dan kekurangan aku, aku harap dia dapat terima, sepertimana aku menerima dia. Sebab aku tak sempurna, malah amat jauh dari itu.

Either way, I just thought this is something interesting to share with ya'll sebab kelakar banget!

ada dia kesah?

So, I never comment on the current issues...

Tapi pasal Y@smin Ahm@d was a man once and decided to be a woman tu, rasanya tak perlu digembar-gemburkan. Cukup sekadar untuk berkongsi maklumat saja, dan bukan nak jatuhkan air muka dia dan keluarganya. Especially because she was born a hermaphrodite and due to that fact, and after consulting the clerics, she decided to have a sex reassignment surgery and continue living her life as a woman. Nothing wrong there.

I just noticed that she had a strong face, a rather bulky neck and a manly aura. But I am a little bit on the manly side myself even when I was born a woman and still am a woman. But her creativity and courage astounds me. I have always have great respect of people who are artistically creative, and in Malaysia, she is it.

She was and always will be one of our brightest shining stars. We'll miss you, Ms. Yasmin.