Berlagak, sombong atau PR yang tidak mantap

Walaupun wedding nya lambat lagi, saya mula membuat sikit2 for the big day. A friend suggested Kh****** for wedding photographer. She said, Dia Melayu yang best. hantar je email pada die minta quotation.

Okey fine. thanx. So I did, but this was what he replied,

maaf kami tak layan permintaan sebut harga dan digunakan sebagai untuk perbandingan harga.. sekiranya anda betul2 berminat sila buat appoinment.maaf sekali lagi.

Ape tu? tak layan permintaan sebut harga? sekiranya betul2 berminat? Kita sebagai pengguna, of course we compare prices. Unless kita ni billionnaire yang duitnya mati and hidup semula 10 kali pun tak habis2 boleh pick and pay siapa2 yang kita nak. tak tahu harga, macam mane nak tahu if kita betul2 berminat.

Saya pun melenting sebab orang lain yang berlainan bangsa dan agama pun melayan kita dengan friendly and tak sombong macam ni. Seperti biasa, I replied back dengan ayat2 yang tidak emo tapi penuh sarcasm.

Agaknya mamat tu pun bengang, die reply dengan quotation yang diminta. Pergh, jangan harap aku nak engage kau. Sombong, berlagak!! Ikut hati, nak publish nama dia kat sini. Tapi nant kene saman pulak. Ehehe..

Kalau macam ini la dia treat customer yang datang approach, lama2 boleh lingkup dengan attitude macam ni.

Clue, nama dia start dengan huruf K berakhir dengan I

What's wrong with me..

I realized I had mood these few days. I was easily irritated, I got angry often, and then I cried for no reason.

The jam was terrible yesterday. I was cursing all the way, why in the h*** the cars weren't moving at all. I felt like honking my car to make them move.

Then, I started to blame everything around me.

Why did I decided to live sooooooooooo far away from my workplace..

Why is everyone wants to drive a car..

Why is Malaysia's public transport so damn lousy.

Why Malaysia has so many stupid drivers who like to take the emergency lane and dengan muka tak malu nak mintak masuk pulak bila emergency lane tu dah habis.

Kenapa polis Malaysia tak saman je semua stupid driver yang suka amik emergency lane yang suka ambil hak orang ni..

Why are these drivers wont stick to their lanes because changing lanes are making the jam even more worse.

Kenapa lah bos suruh pegi miting yang langsung tak memerlukan kehadiran saya di sana yang mana saya hanye melayan perasaan, menulis list2 jemputan kawin and berfikir baju kawin macam mana saya nak pakai mase wedding nanti instead of dengar members of the meeting quarel?

Why, why, why........

And then, bila masuk waktu Maghrib, I ate the kurma which I left in my car for this particular purpose. Nak minum air, sedar yang my water bottle takde. someone must have removed it. I started cursing again. Siapa pulak yang gatal2 bawa keluar botol air aku ni. Geram. Kurma manis tu melekat kat tekak and di kala itu, saya masih berada di Jln Loke Yew. Another 15km to my home sweet home.<

And for no reason at all, I cried. Not only that I crying softly, I was sobbing all the way. Kereta lembab depan tiba2 membuat saya kembali marah. Dahla slow teramat macam kura2, drive kat lane paling kanan then semua kereta potong depan die. Saya yang tengah marah, mencucuk kereta tersebut dari belakang and bila ade peluang, I overtook from left. Saya tau, memang kurang beretika bila overtake belah kiri tapi saya teramat marah semalam.

It was almost 8 and I was still stucked in Jalan Kuching, the forever and ever hectic road. Nape jam sangat ni? Orang2 semua dah start balik kampung ke?

Geram, geram.....

Radio yang dah lame terpadam sebab asyik keluar lagu2 yang same je kembali saya on kan. Tukar radio IKIM. Terdengar bacaan ayat2 suci al-Quran and jiwa kembali tenang.


In the end, I reached home after 8. Sampai2 je di rumah, mama opened the door. Tiba2 aje, saya berkata, "KL ni memang giler"

Mama kata, "Sabar, puasa itu mengajar kite bersabar"

Saya naik atas tukar baju and solat. Then turun makan kueh teow mama yang sangat sedap sampai 2 pinggan. hmmmmm, sedap hingga menjilat jari..

I know I have hurt many people around me. Especially Him.. Kesian dia, sentiasa menjadi mangsa kemarahan saya. Sorrryyyyy.... Saya tak macam ni kan dulu. Lepas raya ni, things should turn back to normal..

I think the jam are turning me into an evil woman.

Vroom, vroom...

Sometimes we hate them..
Sometimes we pity them,
And sometimes we admire them..

The motorbikers..

I hate them when they mencelah-celah masa traffic jam sampai langgar side mirror and never bother to say sorry..
I hate them when they ride slowly in the middle of the lane during bumper to bumper and ruang depan dia tu memang 5 lori 10 roda pun boleh muat..
I hate them when they never check their back lights and remain rosak, we cannot see them during night time..
I hate them when they never signal to change lanes..
I hate them when they honk so aggressively when we are about to change lanes during bumper to bumper as if dia lagi 2inci nak langgar kereta kita, padahal dia honk sebab menggangu progress dia yang sedang speeding di celah2 kereta.

I pity them when their bikes broke down in the middle of no where along the highway and they have to push their bikes to the safest place..
I pity them when they have to shelter themselves under the fly over during thunderstorm..
I pity them when they have to stop by the roadside to wear their raincoats when they see the clouds are turning grey..
I pity them when Mommy, Daddy, 1st sis and 2nd bro ride the same motorbike.. Bahaya tau... Maybe that's the only transport they have and kos naik bas 4 orang lagi mahal dari duit minyak motor..

I admire the MARRIED couple peluk2 while riding the bike to work.. Romantik ;)
I admire the husband help fasten and unfasten the helmet for his wife or child.. Sweet...

And mereka yang konvoi motor balik Kelantan memang selamber minum air bila stop di gas station di bulan puase.. Hahahaha

Ribbit...!

Pernah tak makan gula-gula ni?
Masa saya kecik2 dulu, gula2 ni favourite sekeluarga. Tapi biasa la, papa mana bagi kami makan banyak2.. Paling banyak dapat pun, 2biji je kot. If nak lebih, beli guna $$$ sendiri. Tak kejam lah, cuma tak nak bagi gigi anak2 die rongak..

Tapi dunia dikejutkan dengan berita kehadiran melamine dalam product makanan yang ditambah supaya menunjukkan kandungan protein yang tinggi. Gula2 ni pun detected ade melamine tau. Jutt stop eating this sweet ok..

Untuk satu tempoh masa sejak pindah ke KL tahun 1990an dulu, lama tak makan gula2 ni sebab susah nak dapat and mahal. Tapi masa di DPA hari tu, makan dekat 10 biji kot. Jutt bagi..
Huhuhu...

DPA dah sebulan berlalu, dan saya masih sehat. Hopefully tak de ape2..

Anyway, saya bengang dengan consumers yang salah tengok fon number yang KKM published dalam surat khabar..
Instead of 8883 3503, mereka dial 8883 3603.. Dah la tu, they were a bit rude and takde fon manners. Xde hello terus serang "Saya mau tanya itu apa lagi itu China's ban product"..

And saya yang pada pagi itu tak sempat lagi bace surat khabar terpinga2 sebentar.. Kenapelah dapat call pasal product makanan pulak di Bhg. Perolehan. Kami procure food stuff untuk hospital je. Terus tengok Star Online..
Ni mesti kes orang bace surat khabar tak pakai speck mata. Then later on, I still received "Ape lagi itu China ban products?"

Hmmm.......

Rikko, Aishiteru..

I just finished watching this Japs drama titled Zettai Kareshi (Absolute Boyfriend)..
When Bro Pian asked me to watch it, I was like so very the malas..
Apa ni, cerita pasal ideal boyfriend robot?? tak realistik nye. Tapi sebab adik dah beria-ria suruh kan, tengok ajerlah. Nanti tak tengok, kecik hati pulak. Habis jer 1 episod, I was craving for more.. Nak lagi, nak lagi!!

For me, memang best ah.. Dahla hero die yummy and cute.. Ade la jugak babak yang kurang realistik and tak boleh diterima dek akal seperti macammne robot boleh develop feelings. Abaikan jer lah. Kata pun cerita kan. Samelar macam, terminator boleh ade sifat belas kasihan.

Kebelakangan ini, ada la 2-3 my friend buat entry about filem2 di Malaysia ni.

I was a drama addict before. Dah start kerja ni, takde masa sangat nak follow semua drama. Boyfriend lagi nak layan ;)
Anyway, I watched almost everything (sebab tu lah result exam kurang cemerlang ). Soap opera cina, Latin America, Jepun, Korea, M'sian. Nasiblah dulu takde Astro, kalau tak, I'll be glued in front of the tv whole day.

Sebagai pengkritik yang kurang bertauliah, drama2 di Malaysia ni sememang kene creative la sikit. Untuk ulasan yang lebih, boleh baca entry kawan saya 1 dan 2.. tak la condemn habis2an cerita arahan orang Malaysia, ada pengarah yang boleh tahan juga ceritanya .

Saya cuma nak komen tentang kreatifnya cerita Jepun ni. Apart from the actors yang sangat menjiwai watak, jalan cerita dia sangat best. Sudah tentu, tak semua cerita dia blockbuster tapi persamaan dalam pengisian nya sinonim untuk setiap cerita: Hubungan baik keluarga, ketaatan dan cinta kepada negara, sikap sivic, hubungan baik dengan jiran. Ambil contoh cerita Korea yang tak abis2 dok promote negara dia. Kesudahannya, berjuta pelancong datang Korea sebab nak tengok lokasi penggambaran drama Winter Sonata. Dan Korea Selatan dah jadi negara maju padahal negara tersebut lebih mundur dari Malaysia 15 tahun yang lepas. (Tahu tak, pelakon di Korea Selatan ada kelas untuk belajar menangis?)

Pengisian dalam cerita Jepun pun tak terlalu direct. Actions do speak louder than words. If cara nasihat dalam drama terlalu straighforward pun bosan. And warning, ending drama-drama jepun sangat unpredictable and tak terlalu stereotype.

Anyway, if you have the chance to watch any of Japs Drama, look for what I've mention above. Betul tak ade perkara2 tersebut. Tengokla drama die yang berunsur kekeluargaan, mesti akan menangis punyer lah.

~Akantare and Oshin. TV9 ulang tayang Oshin pun ade orang yang still ikut kan?

I'm not crazy...

Don't you think it's crazy to travel back and forth to Putrajaya from Selayang? How far is it? 45km? or is it 50km?

To be exact, it is 45km..
The toll is RM3.20 per day and the car needs about RM60-RM70 petrol per week..

No, I don't think it is a crazy idea at all..

I love being at home with Mama and the rest of the family.. Mommy's daughter? Tak boleh berada jauh from your parents? Nak escape bayar rent or laundry?

Seriously, tinggal dengan parents bukan boleh goyang kaki ok.. My house doesn't have a maid which I can command to do all the housechores.. Mama and Papa are not getting younger.. I give more pocket money to them as substitutes for electricity, water, food and rent.. I have curfews which I have to obey ( home before 7pm ).. Weekends, hmmph, tak boleh lah nak bangun lambat sangat sampai pukul 10, 11..

No, I'm not complaining..

Having a mother to kiss and hug every morning before you go to work is priceless.. Having her to pray that you have a safe journey everyday is nonexchangeable..

If I were given a chance to get a salary of RM10K per month but I have to be thousands of miles away from my family, would I accept it?

The answer is a simple NO..

Luxury, wealth and fame are not the things I would die for.. Sure, money is important, I won't deny that but living in modesty is the way I was trained through out my life.. Masa zaman sekolah dulu, I have friends who really go all out to buy branded clothes.. Dia tak la kaya pun, tapi barang-barang die semua branded.

If you can afford it, it's ok lar. Tapi bila benda ni dah jadi main priority in life because you want people to look up on you because of your appearance, then it's all wrong.. Saya dapat merasa pakai barang-barang branded pun mase after SPM. Masa tu kakak2 dah kerja and dapat la pocket money from them every month. Kalau tak, I was only given RM5 per week untuk makan and beli barang2 yang tidak di'approve oleh parents..

Parents too strict?
Masa tu memangla rasa why were my parents macam tu even though they can afford it.
Why made me wear hand-down clothes and use hand-down schoolbags..
Why made me wear my brother's huge t-shirt while everyone was wearing cute2 baby tee.. The questions kept coming and never ended..

When I entered Uni year, I lived with my scholarship money. No more pocket money from my parents.. Mase matrix gile2 study supaya boleh dapat scholarship and tak perlu ambil PTPTipu.. Masa ni lah merasa betapa penting nya duit ni.. If beli unnecessary things, then I'll end up having nothing to buy dinner. Nak minta dengan parents, malu. Jadi, bila dah habis semester and ada duit baki, baru la I lavish myself a bit. Tapi masa tu pulak, dah rasa taknak belanja sebab sayang dengan duit yang simpan tu.

At the end of the day, I learned that my parents were not being tightfisted. They are making me learned from day 1 to know the value of money. Mama selalu cakap, ade duit banyak, simpan, beli property, beli tanah. Beli aset jangan beli liability macam kereta and ayat favourite Mama, "If berlaku ape2, ade tanah boleh bercucuk tanam, tp if ade baju banyak, baju boleh makan?" Ehehehe..

I thank them so much for bringing me up this way. I dont mind at all not wearing a Zara blouse or a Coach handbag or driving my Kenari for the next 10 years..

I don't mind being in an infamous Department or Ministry and hardly meet The Minister or The KS*U, or the K*N never complimented my SLIDE SHOW MARVELOUS (Ehehe, oops) As long as I can do my job well. It may sound very unostentatious, but I love my family and my life more.

In The Mood Of L.O.V.E

I received this in my email this morning..

An Amazing Love Story

He met her on a party. She was so outstanding, many guys were chasing after her, while he was so normal, nobody paid attention to him.

At the end of the party, he invited her to have coffee with him, she was surprised, but due to being polite, she promised.

They sat in a nice coffee shop, he was too nervous to say anything. She felt uncomfortable. She thought, "please, let me go home.... "

Suddenly he asked the waiter. 'Would you please give me some salt? I'd like to put it in my coffee.'

Everybody stared at him, so strange! His face turned red, but still, he put the salt in his coffee and drank it.

She asked him curiously; 'Why do you have this hobby?'

He replied:

'When I was a little boy, I was living near the sea, I like playing in the sea, I could feel the taste of the sea, just like the taste of the salty coffee. Now every time I have the salty coffee, I always think of my childhood, think of my hometown, I miss my hometown so much, I miss my parents who are still living there'.

While saying that tears filled his eyes. She was deeply touched.

That's his true feeling, from the bottom of his heart.

A man who can tell out his homesickness, he must be a man who loves home, cares about home, has responsibility of home.

Then she also started to speak, spoke about her faraway hometown, her childhood, her family.

That was a really nice talk, also a beautiful beginning of their story.

They continued to date. She found that actually he was a man who meets all her demands;

he had tolerance, was kind hearted, warm, careful. He was such a good person but she almost missed him!

Thanks to his salty coffee!

Then the story was just like every beautiful love story , the princess married to the prince, then they were living the happy life... And, every time she made coffee for him, she put some salt in the coffeee, as she knew that's the way he liked it.

After 40 years, he passed away, left her a letter which said:

My dearest,
please forgive me, forgive my whole life lie. This was the only lie I said to you---the salty coffee. Remember the first time we dated? I was so nervous at that time, actually I wanted some sugar, but I said salt.
It was hard for me to change so I just went ahead.I never thought that could be the start of our communication! I tried to tell you the truth many times in my life, but I was too afraid to do that, as I have promised not to lie to you for anything..

Now I'm dying, I afraid of nothing so I tell you the truth: I don't like the salty coffee, what a strange bad taste.. But I have had the salty coffee for my whole life! Since I knew you, I never feel sorry for anything I do for you.

Having you with me is my biggest happiness for my whole life. If I can live for the second time, still want to know you and have you for my whole life,even though I have to drink the salty coffee again.Her tears made the letter totally wet.

One day, someone asked her: What's the taste of salty coffee? It's sweet, she replied..

LOVE is
Not to forget but to forgive
Not to see but to understand
Not to hear but to listen
Not to let go but to HOLD ON...
Don't ever leave the one you love for the one you like, because the one you like will leave you for the one they love.

Find a guy, who calls you beautiful instead of hot.
Who calls you back when you hang up on him.
Who will stay awake just to watch you sleep.
Wait for the guy who kisses your forehead.
Who wants to show you off to the world when you are in your sweats.
Who holds your hand in front of his friends.
>Wait for the one who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares about you and how lucky he is to have you.
Wait for the one who turns to his friends and says, "That's her"

~My awaits have been worth while

Close escape..

I nearly peed in my pants this morning.. Ahaha.. While I was driving along Jln Istana, suddenly I had this urgency alarming me- TOILET, TOILET!!

Then I sped all the way to Putrajaya.. Phew, neeearly I told you..

8 glasses of water during your sahur is so wrong.. Well is not wrong, you can drink as many as you want, but what's the point of it if all the water not needed at that time is secreted out of your body..

One needs to consume at least 8 glasses of water A DAY.. Not 8 glasses in 1 hour (an advice given by a Hot FM DJ ) That's what I learned during my nutrition classes..

In an hour, your body may need maybe around 2-3 glasses of plain water.. The water needed for that period of time is kept in your system and selebihnye will be washed off.. Therefore, consume water bit by bit after break fast..

Same goes for water soluble vitamins.. Water soluble vitamins which is Vitamin B and C is recommended to be taken more than the dosage required because the excessive will be secreted in the urine.. However, taking too much such as 1000mg of vitamin C a day will hay wire your system.. Well, when the body is so use to have a lot, when suddenly you stop the usual dosage, deficiency may occur even though the dosage taken is what the RDI suggested.. The body only needs 60mg of Vit.C/day.. therefore, 250mg per day as supplement is sufficient enough..

Entry Nutrition la pulak..

~I miss doing nutrition thingy... :(

Dah hari Rabu...

Ni bukan blog time ngulat.. Tapi tgh blur nak buat minit ceraian.. Take a break jap..

Tak sangka dah ari Rabu and hari ke10 kite puasa.. Hari ni saya 1st day puase.. *wink*
Kena awal and akhir Ramadhan, banyak lagi kene ganti ni tahun ni.. Saya sangat lapar.. Biskut Iko dlm drawer pun nampak sungguh yummy2..Sebab 1st day puase kan, asyik nk capai botol air je bile dahaga.. Help!!

Bile tgk chocolate chip cookies kt Facebook pun boleh terliur..
Saya sgt suke chocolate chip cookies.. Tesis final year saya pun pasal chocolate chip cookies..

Penggunaan Pengganti Lemak dan Pengganti Gula dalam Produk Biskut..

Turn out die sangat tak best.. Biskut jd sgt kering.. Guna lah chocolate chip yg paling mahal di dunia pn, biskut tu tetap tak sedap.. Anyway, saya ade penemuan baru.. Chipsmore yang lemau, chip coklat die lebih melt in your mouth.. tak caye, cube try test...

~Ramadhan tahun depan dah bkn lagi dgn Mama and Papa.. kene fikir menu sahur and berbuka.. Aiyak!

PPTD dan logo..

Sticker cermin PPTD RM5, emblem RM60

Mak ai, bapak mahal.. If bawa keta BMW ke, Mercedes ke, baru la cun pakai emblem.
Ni setakat pakai kenari, forget it lah..

What is it about PPTD and it's logo that all these young PTD are so eager about?
Is it about fame? or is it sincerely because of the spirit of PTD? Sebab saya tgk, PTD yang tua2 mane letak logo PPTD tu kat kereta.. Jarang2 and kadang2..

Sure, I'm proud of being a PTD but displaying it on my car is hmph, belum lagi.. Setakat sticker kt cermin tu, okey la kot..
(No offense to those who did)

My sister was the dentist at this K hospital in KL.. Well, PTDs and docs dont go well.. What could I say, she hates the young PTDs who work there.. Neither are most of the docs.. She said some of them are dumb, arrogant and think they are so great and elite..

Kawan2 PTD, kenape jadi macam ni?? 1 case scenario, this 1 PTD is transferred to that hospital and she demanded a special parking space for her.. All the docs went WHAT??!!
Mengade giler..Even doctors pun kene parking bersepah2..dahla parking space memang amat problematic di hospital K berkenaan.. nape die begitu...?? Mencemar kan name ptd saje...

Ignorant me, I only knew the existence of PTD when I was in my final year degree.. Being a science base student, I thought PTD are only meant for those in art stream. (Tu mase zaman Papa masuk servis tahun 70an dulu..)

Mase isi borang SPA8, my friend asked,

Friend: Perkhidmatan Tadbir dan Diplomatik ni ape?
Me: Ala, PTD ni yang jadi duta2 tu lar(Well, word Diplomatik is so significant with being an ambassador or a consulate..)
Friend: Bdk2 science stream macam kite leh apply ker?
Me: boleh kot (zzzzzz)

And that was almost 3 years ago..

Anyway, nak dipendekkan cerita, kawan2 saya hampir semuanye kaje swasta.. And ade sebahagian daripada mereka ini yang sangat tidak amik tahu tentang skim2 perkhidmatan dalam kerajaan.. When they asked me for my business card, ini yang saya dengar:

Friend: Weh Yaya, ko penat2 amik dgree, ko jd Penolong Setiausaha jer? Weh, jd penolong setiausaha pun ade card ke?
Me: Ko ingat, secretary ni sume secretary jawab calls kt ofis tu ker?? Abis tu, Secretary PBB tu wat keje bancuh kopi.
Friend: Oooooo, x eh.. Bis tu, ko jadi Diplomatik, nape ko tak gi London ker jadi duta?? Baru best sikit.

Me: (Irritated)

Kesimpulannye, orang kerja swasta xkenal pun PTD ni ape.. PTD ni hanye glamer dalam Public Service.. Jumpe kawan2 mama kat mesjid, bile ditanye keje ape,

"Saya keje kerajaan, buat keje2 pentadbiran"

Kwn Mama: Owh.. EO eh?
(zzzzzzzzzzzz)

Yg menambah kebengangan saya ialah bile kawan2 mama ini menjawab:

Nape tak jadi doktor? Kakak sume doktor kan?

Nape mesti semua jadi doctor..??? *sigh*

Hmph....

Jam, jam go away!!

Seperti, yg ku jangka terjadi...<--Petikan lagu Indigo yg xtahu name lagu nye..

Jam yg teramat sgt smlm.. Tau tak, saya tersekat dalam jam daripada sebelum SMART tol tu lagi pada jam 5.20ptg.. Sampai di persimpangan masuk Jln Istana jam 5.45.. And then, keta xbergerak2 or bergerak pada kadar 5m/jam.. Nak menambah kerumitan, kereta Agong pulak nk lalu.. Keta kenari dimarahi sb menutup jln..

Hello, kalau saya boleh jalan, dah lame saya jalan.. Saya pun taknak saje2 dok kt jam ni..

Kasar and sungguh tidak bersopan sangat pegawai khas istana tu.. sungguh xberdiplomatik!! Geram!! Nasib la tak boleh pose.. Kalau boleh, pahala puase dh jd -ve semalam..

Arrived home at 8.30..
Bile azan Maghrib berkumandang, para muslimin yang berada dalam jam tersebut berbuka dengan Dunhil, Benson&Hedges, Salem and tak dilupakan Gudang Garam...

~Kan best if bulan puase leh cuti sebulan ;)
Abg Wan, dah kawin nanti kite vroom2 ar gi keje, nak tak??

The race is on..

Today is Friday..having ample time during lunch break to rest..
The weird thing is, I didn't feel sleepy at all..Ngantuk pun tak boleh tido..
Ntah ape discussion menarik di kalangan kerani2 ni borak punye la kuat..
Ye lar, ofis pun cubicle jer, segala macam perbualan leh dgr..
So, I decided to blog after a long silence..

Bengang betul dengan jam kt KL ni bile masuk bulan puasa..
Bukan setakat kat KL je..nak keluar dari Kompleks E pun dah 10 mins..
Siapa yang menetap di Kompleks E tau lar kesukaran yang dihadapi..

Lin sampai berkampung kat basement parking 45mins aritu..
Amik WP1 pun takde gune.. Almost everyone is changing to P1 bile masuk bulan puasa..
Dah msuk KL lg teruk..Jln Kuching tu jam dari bulatan Duta, all the way ke roundabout kt Sg.Way tu..

Mengomplen je keje eh ;)
Wan sudah pun memulakan perjalanan pergi balik Putrajaya dari Setapak yang mane result hari pertama ialah smpai pukul 8.30mlm..berbuke puase dalam kereta..Sian abg..
So he decided to choose WP1 now..

Since both of us are heading towards KL, macam race pulak dua2..
Tiap kali sampai kat tmpt yang boleh sms, we texted each other telling where we were konon2 nak bgtau "Hey, saya lagi cepat dari awak"

Ehehe..
Tiring lar..Luckily la bawa auto..

Hmph, today is Friday..If tmbh pulak dgn hujan.......... T______________T

Nape sejuk sgt ni......

Ofis ni sejuk sgt lar...
Tak bagus dok kat tempat sejuk selalu.. Dalam Discovery Channel cakap, bile badan selalu sejuk, badan berisiko kene selsema sebab badan terlalu concentrate nak panaskan badan, sampai mengabaikan immune system.. Ye ker Doc?

Tau tak kenapa orang pegi sauna?
Sebab nk kurus kan badan.. Buang lemak..

Hmph, badan ni boleh adjust ikut persekitaran..
Bile badan panas, kapilari darah akan berada dekat dengan kulit untuk singkirkan haba supaya suhu bdn kekal at 37C. Sebab tu lar orang yang berkulit cerah, bile terdedah pada panas, muka die jadi merah..

M'gunakan konsep ini, sebab tu wujud nya sauna.. Mengikut konsep sauna, bile selalu terdedah pada suhu panas, lemak2 bawah kulit akan semakin menipis supaya kapilari darah berada dekat dengan kulit.. Ade artikel2 yang menyanggah kenyataan ini dgn mengatakan, sauna aje tak cukup, kene buat rawatan spa untuk memecah lemak2 tepu dan selulit2 degil ini.. (Ape2 ajer lah)

Persoalan? Betul ke konsep sauna ni?

If ianye benar, ade kmgkinan tak bile saya ni selalu sejuk kt ofis, lemak makin tebal la kat badan sebab nak kekal suhu badan sentiasa panas badan perlu extra lemak?

~Pakai kot je tak cukup.. If berterusan mcm ni, nk beli long john ar pakai bawah baju kurung..... ok tak??

Shoes..

I simply lurve shoes....
Among other women accessories, I love shoe the most..
I hvnt bought any handbag for 2years, still using the same ol' wallet for 3 years now and my swatch watch turns 5 this year..

And without fail, all of my shoes have ribbons.. I like ribbon and butterfly motives..

I bought 2 pair of shoes this month.. Cheapo jer.. I dont go for those branded stuff thing.. Anything that suits my interest and my $$$$, I'll grab it..

I've been eyeing this pair of pink wedges for 3 months.. When it was displayed as New Arrival, the price was RM54.90.. For some people, harge tu murah jer kan? But for me, 60 bucks for just a pair of shoe is a bit expensivo..

After 3 months, hoping that the shoe is still available, I managed to buy it for the price of 20bucks only!!! *clap hands* Two months ago, I bought this darling, purple colour heels for 15bucks only at Jusco Shoe Carnival.

Since I've thrown away my court shoe because it was so worn out and my brown one was irreparable, it's ok lar kan beli 2 psg lagi.. *wink*

Wan yg pilih kan my 1st pair of shoe. I say, he has a good sense in fashion. He's not the type of guy who says only the word "Cantik", "Nice", "It suits u well" when u go shopping with him just because he wants you to hurry. If it's ugly, he'll say it's ugly.

Anyway, lucky for him that her gf doesn't wander around shopping unnecessary things when there is a word SALE.

Hari2 pun malas

Hari ni Yaya sangat malas.. Mentang2 boss pegi bengkel..

Bile bace balik entry yang lame2, baru la perasan..
"Kurusnye aku mse unggul weh!!!!!"
Berkat bersenam everyday dan makan vegie for a month..
Hasilnye, berat 45kg..

Skrg, berat "toot"kg..
Nak perut ku yang kempis tu kembali..
DPA, pulangkan ia!!!!

Anyway, kepada PP yg baru, terperasan jgk, 2PP baru tersebut ialah hasil daripada anak didik En.Zaflin mase Unggul.. Cayalah LDK 3!

PP Mas Aidiff dan PP Che Wan Ainul Ain

Dah abih dah...

Yay, DPA dah abis!!

Yay ker??

Refering to my last post, DPA sangat seronok sebenarnye. I just worried too much 6 months ago.
For me it's fun maybe because I just left my Uni life and having all these rules and everything aren't much of a problem to me. Hence, my family is near and he is together with me even though we weren't in the same Sidang at all.

Believe it or not, through out my DPA not a single pacat bit me. Yup..
In and out of the jungle, not a single one.

Petuanye? xde petua.. Mama said,

selawat je byk2 spjg mse masuk hutan tu, semua binatang pun takut.

Hey it works tau. This is real case scenario.

~org ckp, sape suke makan manis, darah die manis and pacat sangat suke punye ;)

I'm so sleepy........

Perbincangan2 hangat Group Raub di Shahzan Inn, Fraser's Hill yang adenye berakhir pukul3.30 pagi..(My group la tu..huhu)

Muka ngantuk tapi sempat posing lagi

Yang baju merah tu nama Melayu die Atan

Kasut bergelimpangan. Ape la Tok Uban khusyuk dok explain tu

Snek yang banyak tak terkata

Kertas bertaburan

Ni kes macam buat rumah sendiri

Yer, ada yang masih ceria

*Senpai yg bengong

I find this very amusing

Suatu hari di tengah hutan.. ketika para pelajar sebuah universiti sedang melakukan penyelidikan terhadap tumbuhan hutan... Seorang pelajar senior yang juga merupakan pemimpin kepada rombongan itu berjumpa dengan sebuah pisau lipat di atas tanah.

Menurut peraturan yang telah ditetapkan semasa membuat penyelidikan didalam hutan.. sesiapa yang meninggalkan barang penyelidikan didalam perjalanan akan dihukum.

Lalu pelajar Senior itu dengan mengambil pisau lipat dan menghimpunkan semua pelajar untuk tujuan menghukum mana-mana siswa yang telah lalai meninggalkan pisau lipatnya.

"Siapa yang merasa kehilangan pisau lipat di tengah perjalanan tadi?" tanya pelajar senior itu..

Tak ada seorang pun yang berani mengaku.. Kemudian pelajar senior itu menambah.. "Ayuh cepat.. mengaku aje la,. lagipun sebenarnya saya sudah tahu siapa pemilik pisau lipat ini kerana namanya terukir di sini.. Tapi saya inginkan kejujuran kamu semua untuk mengaku!"

Masih tidak ada jawaban dari para pelajar lain..

"Kerana tidak ada yang dengan jujur mahu mengakui kesalahannya maka saya akan panggil namanya?!!!"

Pelajar2 masih lagi diam. Akhirnya pelajar senior itu tidak dapat bersabar lagi.. lalu diambilnya pisau lipat tadi kemudian dengan lantang dia menyebut nama "STAINLESS STEEL cepat keluar...!!!"

*senpai=senior

DPA..

Everytime I think of it, ilang selera makan saya..

DPA..
Where should I start.. A 6 month course which requires mental and physical strength..
Modul Bomba,Modul Polis, Modul Tentera, OBS..
I cant imagine myself camp in the middle of a jungle..
I never camp before..never ever..

Papa said it's not safe.. And I wasn't that adventurous afterall.. Takut pacat lah, xsuke lumpur lah, xsuke nyamuk lah.. Memang ngade2 lah dan xsesuai sangat2 dengan jiwa ini..

But I have no choice.. Kene pegi jugak.. It's compulsory..

There's another module called Penempatan Daerah..
For this module, I will be sent to a adoption family and live with them for 2weeks..
Banyakla dengar cite2 horror daripada kes2 sebelum ni..

Ade yang ayah angkat tried to molest anak, anak penagih dadah yang curi barang2 kite, isteri yang jeles tengok suaminye extra baik, anak perempuan yang try ngorat pegawai lelaki nak buat suami..
Takutnyer..

Ditambah pulak, I never live in those traditional kampung house.. Yang toiletnye kat luar and umah tu hanya ade 1 bilik..

He's a bit worried about us getting the different sidang..
If that's the case, then we won't be seeing each other much during DPA..
Takkan nak bagitau urus setia to put us in the same sidang.. Nanti lagi la dipisahkan jauh2..

I just hope for the best..
DPA, here I come!!

p/s: dah prepare sunblock dan isi dlm botol kecik,senang nak bawa.. nt sure muke hitam punye.jangan jadi gemok sudah ler..

Facebook..

Finally, I joined Facebook..
Setelah digesa2 oleh kekanda ku..

It's more like Friendster but more canggih..
Hee

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