Tuesday, December 25, 2007
Actually, I do this all the time, bukan masa boring aje. It's the first thing I'll do when I have some free time, until I get bored of reading lah. OK you brainiacs out there, you probably read intellectual books or medical journals or engineering magazines whatnots. But for me, pleasurable reads are novels. Aiyoh, how else to create escapism from my boring life? haha!
I grew up on a staple diet of story books, works by Enid Blyton, then kids adventure series like Famous Five, Nancy Drew, Hardy Boys, and anything else I could get my hands on. I remember the first adult-level novel I read in Std.5 - Under The Sun by Agatha Christie, and I think I ended up with a whole collection of her books. Progressively, novels by Virginia Andrews, King, Kellerman, Cook, Clancy, Asimov, Grisham, Patterson, Ludlum, Brown dan entah saper-saper lagi. Lately, nudged by a conversation with a dear friend, I started reading works by local authors. Ya, tuan-tuan dan puan-puan, saya baca novel melayu! I'll leave it at that for another post, OK!
Been playing sudoku for quite some time, have some sudoku books yang dah fully completed pun. In fact, I always keep a small sudoku book and a pen in my handbag, for those bits of boredom macam masa tengah tunggu queue kat bank, or even while waiting for the lembab elevator - I usually wait for this one particular elevator which goes all the way down from my office to the basement carpark.
Ya, ya, sekarang boleh download sudoku terus ke dalam handphone, aku tau. But somehow there's a certain satisfaction in filling up numbers in the puzzle on paper, puas! Tried playing the other game tu - kakuro - tapi kantoi sebab aku tak tera maths hehehe :-)
Blog & surf
Well, that's the answer to the question as to why my blog updates are so irregular, haha! Oh OK, aku blog bukan masa kebosanan aje, but when I'm bored of reading and playing sudoku, it's the next thing I'd do lah.
I don't watch much tv, and sometimes watching astro only makes me even more bored! Balik-balik benda yang sama. Satu exception lah - I watch CSI whenever I can, even repeats, walaupun kekadang bosan gak bila semua kes dalam dunia ni depa dapat solve, tipu betul. Actually watching too much CSI is unhealthy for your tv viewing habits la, you start to think too critically bila tengok cerita lain, selalu dapat cari points yang kantoi. "Eh, kalau dia kena tikam macam tu, sepatutnya blood spatter bentuk gini, dan sepatutnya rigor mortis dah set in, kan?"
Huuuhuuuhuuu... macam makcik-makcik! But yes, I do crochet when I'm bored enough, or when I'm very upset. It's an old thingy I picked up from arwah nenek dulu - simple stitches she calls 'tali air', and later I actually took up crochet as a co-curriculum activity one semester in Form 2, can't believe it myself haha! So then I learned to read the crochet diagrams, and later self-taught the techniques and instructions - 8ch, ss into first ch, 6ch (1tr, 3ch) 7 times, ss to 3rd of 6 ch - gibberish, rite? :-) Well, that's the center part of a traditional irish rose pattern, in case you're wondering.
Why crochet when I'm bored or upset? Well, crochet involves a lot of repetition of stitches. When I start a new project, I'd be counting each stitch and looking at my instructions all the time, so this occupies my mind. After I get familiar with the repeated sub-patterns, my hands would be crocheting, but my mind would be free to meander and ponder. It's great as a calm-me-down, kalau tak caya, cubalah! Good for muhasabah time also, at least takdelah termenung aje, and ada la jugak hasil kerjatangan, walaupun sekecik coaster alas gelas aje hehe :-)
Main susun toy cars dengan Haziq
Hmm, I think Haziq's going to outgrow this phase soon la, so I'll have to find some other thing to do. Or maybe, I ajak Danish plak susun toy cars dia heheh :-)
Ketuk piano tua yang dah sumbang bunyinya sebab dah lama tak tuning, sebab dah takde siapa minat nak main piano tu pun, so buat haper nak tuning kan?
Actually, my sis yang lama belajar main piano ni. I only learned for about a year or two masa sekolah rendah dulu, lepas tu stop sebab masuk boarding school. Kalau ketuk pun, main lagu bebudak aje le hehe :-) Yang paling glam aku boleh main pun, lagu yang dok putaq kat blog ni sekarang, Ballade Pour Adeline. Hampeh!
Talk to my pet turtles
I have two - Kembang & Kechut. Masa beli, dua-dua about the size of a 50sen coin. Tapi yang sekor tu suka duduk dalam air and he's grown much bigger than the other one, yang suka duduk atas batu. Hence yang berendam tu is Kembang, and yang kering tu is Kechut. I don't know why they are of different sizes now, maybe satu male dan satu female. Or it could be because whenever I drop their food pellets into the water, si Kembang tu terus ngap dulu, so he eats more than Kechut does.
What do I say to my turtles? Haha, macam-macam ada, but rest assured I don't do this often. Hey, I'm no loony!
That's the grand finale to end anyone's boredom, kan? * Yawwnnnnn.... *
Thursday, December 13, 2007
Dah lama aku tak menangis sendirian begini. The last time I cried, at least I had a dear friend lending me some counsel, of sorts. Itupun, lebih kepada aku mengeluh dan mengadu nasib, meluah sedikit cuma perasaanku dan kegusaranku.
For some time now, I've always felt jaded inside, emotionally. Tiada sayu, tiada cinta, tiada bahagia. Like my heart had crystallized and remained frozen like that. I know it's just my body's emotional self-defence. If my heart is frozen, it's not easily breakable, kan? Tak ada siapa nak jaga hati aku, jadi hati aku kena membina perisai sendiri untuk protect dirinya.
But I don't know why, reading this novel made my heart go gooey all of a sudden. I can't pinpoint the reason. I just felt so emotional. I suddenly feel human.
Thank you for bringing back some emotions into my jaded heart.
Tears are still running down my cheeks.
Uh-oh. I better stop, before the tears ruin my lappie's keyboard.
Thursday, December 06, 2007
How did I get the myopia? Hmm... tak tau la nak kata bagus atau tidak. It's because sedari kecik, aku minat sangat baca buku cerita. Bila mak suruh tido, aku akan masuk tido dan padam lampu bilik, tapi lampu di luar bilik pasang, so aku akan terus membaca dalam kelambu dengan lampu samar-samar tu, dalam keadaan baring terlentang. Bila mak aku perasan dan tutup lampu tu, I found another solution. Torchlight! Tulah, padan la muka aku, cepat rabun hehehe
The first person who noticed my shortsightedness was my piano teacher. She noticed that at the start of a song, I would be sitting ramrod straight (memang diajar macam tu), but as I played on, I'd be leaning more and more forward sampai hidung nak cecah buku. Oh, I was in Standard 4 then. How come my classroom teacher tak perasan ye? Kot sebab I always sit right upfront in class. Nerdy huh? Hahaha :-D
So there I was, pint-size 10 years old girl in dark blue pinafore, hair braided on the sides, and a heavy black-rimmed spectacles perched on my nose. Weh, time tu mana ada frame cermin mata yang stylo, mostly bingkai bulat warna hitam macam specs Cikgu Bedah in the movie Adik Manja. Lens pun kaca tebal, takdak yang high-index punya, kiranya sampai berlekuk la batang hidung sebab specs berat hehehe :-)
Aku taklah careless sangat dengan specs tu, lagi pun girls don't get into fights like boys sampai pecah specs. Yet, I manage to get new specs every year, sometimes twice a year. Kadang-kadang aku terpijak, terhempap, atau terdudukkan (tak careless konon!), kadang-kadang orang lain terpijak. Atau terjatuh berderai. Later on ada lens plastik, tapi masa tu the choice was this - lens kaca yang senang pecah dan berat, tapi nipis sket, atau lens plastik yang tak pecah, ringan tapi tebal dua kali ganda. Well, as I was blind as a bat (still am! exaggerate je tu hehe), aku takmoh le plastik yang tebal giler tu. Sebab bila orang pandang dari depan, nampak mata aku jadik kecik benor.
Bila masuk matric, hmm dah self-conscious la plak. So pakai contact lens. First time nak cuba pakai sendiri, aku tercucuk bijik mata.... adeehhhh..... pedih ya amat, aku nangis sampai bengkak mata. 3-4 hari aku rasa serik, tapi lepas tu sayang plak kalau tak pakai, sebab dah beli mahal kan... duit scholar lagi tu hahaha :-)
Tapi tulahnya, rutin untuk contact lens ni tersangat la menguji kesabaran. Pagi sebelum pakai lens, kena basuh tangan bersih-bersih, tak boleh ada habuk sikit pun, buangkan cecair disinfectant dan tambahkan cecair nuetralizer, biarkan 10 minit. Lepas tu bilas dengan cecair saline, baru boleh pakai. Petang lepas kuliah, kena buka contact lens, rendam sekejap dalam cecair saline, pastu cuci dan gosok dengan jari menggunakan cecair daily cleaner (macam sabun), bilas lagi dengan saline, pastu rendam dalam cecair disinfectant. Macam tu la rutin setiap hari. Fuh! Housemates aku masa tu suka gelakkan aku... "Jie nak keluarkan biji mata dia.... Jie nak cuci mata dia...." Ada gak kengkawan lain yang give-up pakai contact lens ni, sebab tak kuasa nak buat semua tu.
After a few months, mata aku start sakit, merah dan banyak keluar air mata. Doktor ingatkan conjunctivitis, tapi dok tak baik-baik. Last-last sorang optometrist bertemu jawapan yang tepat. Aku allergic dengan salah satu bahan dalam cecair disinfectant tu, ghopernyer. Tapi aku still nak pakai lens, so camno? Hmm... tak boleh guna chemical disinfectant, terpaksalah guna thermal disinfectant plak. So aku still kena cuci lens dengan daily cleaner, tapi lepas tu rendam dalam cecair saline, dan gunakan satu alat elektrik 'heating unit' untuk mengnyahkumankan (is there such a word?) contact lens aku. Lagi le housemates aku gelak, "Jie nak rebus mata dia..." Ah, tak pedulik! Yelah masa tengah meningkat remaja ni kan, tak kisah besusah-payah kalau rasa boleh nampak lawa sket hahaha :-) Hmmm.. I vaguely remember a camping trip that I went on masa student dulu, how the toot did I disinfect my lenses masa tu ye? Kat mana nak cucuk plug untuk heating unit tu?
There were a lot of funny (and painful!) incidents with the contact lens. Kalau lens tu hilang sebelah, no problem, boleh tempah 'sebelah' yang baru. Masaelahnya, ego dan sombong, tak mau nya pakai specs balik... so pakai je la contact lens tu walaupun sebelah je. Of course kena jalan slow-slow sebab lantai nampak tak rata, dan pernah tergolek-dok dekat tangga dorm. Bila time nak membaca, alahai penglihatan out of focus, so kena pekup mata yang tak ber-lens tu, dan baca guna mata yang ada lens je.... might as well wear eye-patch like a pirate, yeeha! Eh, bukan aku sorang je buat tau, kengkawan lain pun camtu gak hehehe
Tertidur masa pakai lens... ini sampai sekarang pun jadik. Akibatnya, lens akan 'lari' dari posisi asal pada mata hitam, dan merayau ke... mana-mana kawasan lain. Adeehhh.... selalunya kalau terjaga dari tidur dan rasa mata tak nampak sebelah, cepat-cepat kena scan tempat tidur, kot-kot lens tu terjatuh. Kalau takde, terus mengadap cermin, tarik kelopak mata atas dan bawah, bagi bijik mata terjegil, gerak-gerakkan biji mata ke atas, bawah dan sisi, pastu carilah lens tu! Pedihhh....pedihhh....
Masalah lens kering pun ada gak. A friend had an embarassing moment, masa tengah cakap dengan lecturer, contact lens dia kering, lalu tertanggal dan terpelanting ke atas buku yang dia pegang di depan lecturer tu. Both of them stared at the errant lens for a moment, pastu lecturer tu gelak giler tergolek-golek, while my friend malu sampai nangis. Haiya...
My most painful experience with contact lens was this one time when I was helping my mom in the kitchen, aku dok potong cili kering untuk dimesin. Lepas tu aku mandi dan basuh tangan bersih-bersih before putting on my lenses. Ok, kan? Wrong. I didn't know that dried chillies had the staying power mengalahkan sabun. Memula tu ok je, but after about half an hour, my eyes started to water, makin lama makin pedih. I tried to take them lenses off, tapi tetiba pedihnya menusuk sampai aku tak boleh bukak mata. Camana? Nak keluarkan contact lens tapi mata pejam takleh bukak. I cried (involuntarily!) for a long time, really cried, and finally the tears washed away whatever that the chillies tainted my lenses with. Sampai sekarang aku beringat, not to touch stuff like that if I'm gonna put on or take off my lenses soon after. Hey, plus point - I never had to do the dried chillies anymore, till now. Ngelat!
Teringin tak, nak pakai contact lens kaler-kaler? Hmm... aku teringin gak, something unique like maybe green or grey. Tapi lupakan sajalah. Sebab power specs aku tinggi dan astigmatism pun tinggi, so as it is pun aku takleh pakai lens biasa, kena pakai toric lenses, much more expensive than regular lens (seribu lebih) and langsung takdak yang fancy kaler-kaler. Cheh!
A few years back, my optometrist recommended hard lenses instead of softlens, because hard lens are, well, hard, so they help to reshape the cornea and halt the astigmatism from getting worse. And it does work. My specs' power (aiyoh, so layman!) has been stable for these few years, and in fact decreased a little. The downturn is that it's not very comfortable (initially), much smaller in size and thus easier to lose, and has a shorter wearing period, as oxygen doesn't travel well through it so you need to take it off to allow your eyes to'breath'.
And so, sampai sekarang aku dok pakai hard lens ni. I did consider doing Lasik, but it's expensive and not without risks, and doesn't guarantee a 20/20 eyesight. Oh come on Jie, alasan! Sebenarnya, aku chicken hahaha :-) Penakut! Specs ni pakai sekali-sekala je, bila dirumah, atau bila emergency. Kalau suatu hari aku ke pejabat dengan memakai specs, you can be sure it is because aku bangun lambat dan tak sempat nak perform aku punya 'daily contact lens ritual' la tu. Or, conjunctivitis, hahaha :-D
Hah! I wish :-P
That's how much it costed me to service my car last week. RM950.54. Takdelah banyak pebenda sangat pun, tukar segala macam minyak, tukar parts macam spark plug, battery etc, not like there's any particular damage ke apa ke. Labour costs je dua ratus lebih.
Yeah yeah, major service memanglah mahal sikit. But my car's just a cikai 1.5cc Vios, godamek!
I'm officially broke, for now.
Friday, November 23, 2007
"Aku tahan marah ni, bengang giler!"
Aikk, takkan la bengang dalam meeting, sampai nangis?
"Tak pernah seumur hidup aku, orang panggil aku 'bloody fool' depan muka aku!"
Huuhuuuuhuuuu.... padan le bengang giler.
Entahlah, bagi aku, lebih baik staf hormat kita, daripada takut kat kita. But I guess, memang ada boss yang suka jadik Dragon Boss - mulut berapi, hehehe. Bukan saja jadik Dragon Boss pada staf sendiri, tapi staf orang lain pun ditempelak sesuka hati. Bangang, bodoh, tongong, bengong, bengap, lembu, keldai, idiot, bloody fool, stupid shit, semuanya kerap menghias vocabulary dia masa meeting.
Not nice la laidat! Where is your common courtesy? Being the leader of the pack does not entitle you to treat your underlings like shite la. I wonder what he's like at home? Anak bini pun kena 'stupid shit' ke agaknya?
He should be reminded that what goes around, comes around. But should anyone say that to him, sure kena se-das !!@#??*@!! kan?
Sunday, November 18, 2007
Anyway, they started reminiscing about their student days in the US of A. Well, I've been hearing so much about Jai's student days before this and vice versa, it's always a fun conversation. But this new guy's way of conversing makes it sound like so oh exclusive, US of A has got better malls than over here, US of A has got better university system, US of A has bla de blardy bla bla.
Suddenly he turns to me and asks, "U study mana dulu? Overseas jugak ke?"
And me with muka poyo nak mampus, jawab, "Ha'ah, UK"
That got him interested, "Ye ke? UK kat mana?"
Me still with my poyo-ness, answered, "UK of M"
Hahaha.... terpinga-pinga plak mamat tu, sambil Jai terkekek gelak. Meanwhile, aku dengan selamba katak continued devouring my foot-long sandwich.
Come on la people, just because a long time ago, when you were barely 18, you were given an opportunity to study abroad, toksah la dok berbangga sangat. It's not where you went, BUT who you are today, that really matters. No doubt masa diberi peluang belajar overseas tu, the sponsors akan cari students yang dirasakan ada potensi. But that doesn't mean semua yang lain yang tidak belajar overseas tu kurang bagus. Even Jai pun masa SPM, result dia kureng dari aku, tapi rezeki dia, dapat tawaran belajar ke sana, so good for her la kan. Dah, dah, korang jangan ingat aku jeles plak ek... hehehe...
Anyway, bukannya tak ada di kalangan kawan atau senior aku sendiri pun, yang 'terpilih' ni, yang kantoi. Dok overseas 4-5 tahun, balik tanpa ijazah, susah nak carik kerja dan sampai sekarang berhutang berpuluh (atau ratus?) ribu ngan JPA ke, MARA ke, Kementerian Pelajaran ke.
Banyak faktor la yang boleh sebabkan kantoi tu, but that's beside the point. Aku cuma nak kata lagi sekali, it's who the person you are today that really matters la. Ada jugak yang walaupun kantoi, but managed to prove themselves otherwise. Ada yang sambung belajar dengan duit sendiri, ataupun kerja from scratch sampai dapat hidup selesa - after all paper qualification is not the only thing that matters in the workfield, kan? Terpulang kepada rezeki masing-masing.
Ada jugak macam kes senior aku, balik dengan ijazah, tapi tak pernah kerja. Sebab balik aje, terus kawin dan laki tak kasik kerja. Hok ni kawe maroh ni. Cuba bayangkan kalau peluang belajar tu diberi pada student lain dari keluarga yang miskin contohnya, mungkin sekembalinya nanti student miskin tu akan dapat kerja yang bagus dan akan menjadi titik permulaan untuk membangunkan taraf ekonomi dan pendidikan keluarganya di kampung, kan?
Anyway, I guess this guy is an exception la. Sebab so far he's one of just a few people I've met yang macam tu. Coming from a boarding school, I have many friends who received their tertiary education overseas, including my close buddy Jai (USA) and my bosom buddy Millie (Eire). A number of my colleagues also studied abroad, as do various friends (you know who you are) I've made along the way, most of whom are very humble and down to earth people (pujuk balik ke ni hahaha).
It was an entertaining evening for me, nontheless :-)
Wednesday, November 07, 2007
" Muszaphar kahwin sebelum 2009
KUALA LUMPUR 5 Nov. – Angkasawan pertama negara, Dr. Sheikh Muszaphar Shukor Sheikh Mustapha hari ini mengumumkan untuk menamatkan zaman bujangnya sebelum 2009. Bagaimanapun, doktor bedah ortopedik Hospital Universiti Kebangsaan Malaysia (HUKM) itu tidak memberitahu siapakah gadis pilihannya.
‘‘Saya kini sudah berumur 35 tahun. Saya sudah bersedia untuk berkahwin. Saya berharap untuk berkahwin sebelum 2009,” katanya kepada pemberita di bangunan Parlimen di sini hari ini. "
Oh, you teaser, you! At least give the girls some idea of what their chances are, if there is any chance la. Tak mustahil ada yang beriya nak masuk meminang ni, Doc!
Jang, ramai bonar yang tergilo-gilo minat kat wak ang ni ha, kek opis den pun ado surang minah sasau yang buek gambar wak ang jadik screensaver. Bilo baco kato wak ang dah sedio kawin, punyolah suko dio tergolak-golak. Den rasolah kan, minah tu dah terkono penyakit baru, sawan-d'angkasawan namo yo.
Thursday, October 25, 2007
Anyway, sambil lalu-lalang, aku sempat survey sekeliling. Nampaknya trend terkini, buat binaan pusara dengan batu granit hitam, atau batu mar-mar bermacam-macam warna, biru merah hitam perang kelabu hijau maroon. Ada yang binaannya dibuat bertingkat, jadi 3 tingkat separas pinggang aku. Diatasnya disusun batu kecil licin hitam atau kelabu berkilat, very decorative. Batu nisan pula samada mar-mar yang sama atau batu sungai yang besar yang dilekatkan 'plaque' untuk tulis nama etc. Banyak juga yang ditanam rumput karpet di atas dan di sekelilingnya. Dibahagian kepala, dibuat tempat duduk untuk pengunjung. Aku cuba bersangka baik, mungkin untuk memudahkan pengunjung yang ada masalah kesihatan, seperti sakit lutut, kot? Ada juga beberapa pusara yang diberi bumbung, dan ada juga yang berpagar siap berkunci padlock, kenapa agaknya ye? Oh, ada juga yang dihadapan batu nisannya diletakkan 'vase' mar-mar, untuk diisi sejambak bunga oleh pengunjung. Silap haribulan, macam tugu pulak.
Aku sempat berhenti seketika di satu pusara di baris hadapan pusara atukku. Nampaknya agak semak, jadi aku buang sikit rumput-rampainya, mungkin jarang dikunjungi kot. Aku sedekahkan bacaan al-Fatihah. Aku baca namanya. Seorang mualaf cina berusia 27 tahun. Mungkinkah tak ada saudara-maranya yang mengunjunginya?
Lantas aku terfikir. Dalam keadaan aku sekarang, bila tiba masaku nanti, adakah sesiapa yang akan mengunjungi pusaraku?
Perasaanku jadi sunyi, sesunyi tanah perkuburan itu pada pagi itu.
Tiba-tiba aku sebak.
Friday, October 19, 2007
Anyway, it's based on the lives of three different women in various poligamous marriages, and how these women actually have met each other in their daily lives without even realising that they all suffer from the same predicament.
The first lady, Salma is from a religious and well-to-do background. She is a gynaechologist in her middle ages, married to a Pak Haji, has one son, and is rich enough to have equestrian as her hobby, hah! She only found out about her honey a few years after her husband married the woman, and initially couldn't accept it. But her husband had proven that he is a good provider and that his love & attention towards her & son hadn't changed despite marrying a second wife, and so as time goes by, Salma learned to accept the second wife, and later, a third wife, while suffering in silence.
Salma's patience paid off in the end, when Pak Haji fell ill and decided that he wanted Salma to care for him. Their son also got closer to Pak Haji, and near his demise, Pak Haji sempat pesan to the son not to marry more than one wife, "nanti pusing (pening)" hehehe :-) Very last scene at the cemetary, rupanya there was a fourth wife whom nobody knew about. Hebat Pak Haji ni... and by that I mean he probably conducted his polygamous business in the best way and never menyusahkan one family over another, so that they all lead happy, almost separate lives.
The third story is about Ming, a beautiful chinese girl working in a popular restaurant. Koh Abun, the cook cum owner of restaurant desperately wanted her for himself, despite already having a wife and daughters. Yang ni pun toksah ikut le, dia boleh 'pau' staf dia right under his wife's nose, as the wife is the cashier in the same restaurant. Anyway, I kinda get the idea that Ming became a second wife for the sake of easy money. Later on her ex-boyfriend (who is now a movie producer) offered her a movie part, she became restless and wanted freedom. What she didn't expect was that Koh Abun would leave her, and took his family to migrate overseas. So much for that marriage!
Anyway, it was an enjoyable and somewhat provoking movie, but don't watch it with kids la, nanti depa banyak tanya plak. I don't think it's all negative there la, in fact in the first story, Salma is a very strong lady who acts more with her head than with her emotions, and she persevered through the strength of her religious belief. Walhal kalau dia nak blah boleh aje, dia doktor pakar kan, tak risau pasal duit pun. Siti's action pun, bagi aku bagus jugak. No, not the lesbian bit la aiyoooo..... but the bit about making changes in her life, moving on kerana dah nampak laki tu bukannya bertanggungjawab sangat. Each to his own la.
So kalau ada sesiapa nak amik tips, tonton ler, pastu fikir-fikirkan balik, ye?
Thursday, October 18, 2007
Tapi tulahnya, nak marah pun tak kuasa. Macam typist tu, kalau takde officer yang kasik draf surat untuk ditaip, depa pun takdak keje, so takleh marah la kalau depa lepak tengok tv, kan? At least depa dok dalam ofis, tak gi merayau. Aku plak dok mainkan koleksi lagu entah haper-haper yang ada dalam pc aku, asalkan hilang sunyi.
Yang paling bosan, bab makan la. Isy.... semua restoran di keliling tutup, termasuk food court ofis aku dan food court ofis sebelah. Yang bukak kat deret kedai bawah tu hanya restoran satay. Siapa nak makan satay pagi-pagi buta? In the end semua orang sarapan kat the only restoran yang bukak, sebuah restoran mamak yang agak kejauhan sikit. Orang bertali-arus sampai tak menang tangan mamak tu melayan. Makan tengahari pun kat situ jugak. Hmm... bebudak ofis ni, baju depa dah lekat bau kari sampai ke petang!
Petang, tak tunggu lama, cabut tepat kul 4.30. Malam tu dah ada plan nak ke rumah paktuo. Dia ni aku panggil 'Self-Appointed Buapak'... maklum le dia abang, so adik-adik semua termasuk abah aku, kena hormat dan dengar cakap dia. Eh OK aper aku gelar dia gitu, some of my cousins lagi ler, panggil dia 'Agung' terus! Hmm...? Apa menatang 'buapak' tu? Korang tak pernah dengar? OK, nanti boring-boring aku tulis post pasal Adat Perpatih plak, ye?
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
Sunday, October 07, 2007
Oh, by the way, I just thought of this topic while watching MTV earlier. Hmm... maybe it's not such a good idea to watch MTV at daytime during the fasting month, yeah? Hahaha... tau takper.
Anyway, we've all got our share of prides and peeves about our physical appearance. My personal peeves are regarding my height (or rather, lack of, bleargh!) and also my weight (or rather, excess of, double bleargh!). Of course once in a while, when I see beautiful people, I'd wish for bigger eyes, prettier smile, mancung-er nose etc etc, but otherwise I'm happy with what He has granted me.
But I think a more popular concern among ladies is regarding their bodies. And thanks to mainstream media, commercialism and hollywood endorsements i.e the song on my sidebar, most women want to be stick-thin slimmer, have bigger gravity-defying boobs and rounder perky derrierres (betul ke ejaan ni?). Sedangkan sepatutnya yang being promoted is health, not beauty semata-mata.
Anyway, amongst the individual features, there is more emphasize on the breasts size, methinks. A friend got so excited when she was a few months pregnant, she called friends up to tell us that she's "finally getting out of the A-cup category" and hurriedly bought new B-cup bras. But a few months after delivery, she was back in A-cup, and we all (her including) had a great laugh over her 'cup' adventure hehe :-)
Once while shopping with Milly, we were buying bras. She sighed and said she hated her flat chest. So I said, why don't you get one of those push-up bras, it would surely improve appearances. She sighed even louder, and said, "my dear, the one I want to impress is the one who will see me without a bra..." Seems that her hubs sometimes comments on her flat chest, which is totally unfair in my opinion, since she'd had that figure since forever.
Ala, hubs ni pun, size shouldn't matter la, kan? We ladies accept our dearests, size notwithstanding. And anyway tang breast size ni, I'm sure it's something likely obvious from the time you first meet, so you basically already know if she's flat chested or not. Takkan sampai dah anak tiga pun masih nak komen? Oh, but not all men la macam tu kan, probably ada yang tak minat pun dengan ladies' fuller breasts, "takut lemas..." hahaha :-)
By the way, and this is generalising, malays usually have good-sized breasts compared to the other races here. Out there pulak, they say Swedes are genetically more likely to have bigger boobs. Betul ke? I leave you with this video clip which I also saw on MTV (rosak pahala puasa aku... hahaha). Here's Inga from Sweden!
Wednesday, October 03, 2007
Seriously, si Haziq ni dah tembam sekarang heheh dah domok!
Anyway, we didn't get to do many things during the trip, because the kids were a bit unwell, and my bro-inlaw was tied up in meetings in the mornings. We stayed at his colleague's rented house in Kiarong, 6-room bungalow, so the kids were running all over the house, letih aku mengejar.
For iftar, it's food galore at the pasar ramadhan, mostly we went to Pasar Gadong. It's lamb heaven here! Depa suka makan kambing, so syok la dok beli lamb steak hari-hari, yang takdak jual kat pasar ramadhan Kelana Jaya ni. Banyak juga kuih yang first time aku jumpa. Aku geram tengok ikan bakar, banyak betul dijual dan murah pulak tu.
Sempat jugak survey pasar biasa. Hansac, petai nampak sama je ngan kat Semenanjung la :-)
Tapi durian, memang lain la, buahnya kecik, duri halus & panjang, isi warna merah. The aroma is different, and the taste is certainly different. Tapi aku tak pelik la, sebab aku dah pernah jumpa masa gi Sarawak dulu, in fact some of the fruits kat situ ada labels 'dari Miri' including the durian and the membangan. We bought some buah tarap too, nice! Hmm... foodstuff nampak murah dari di KL. For example secekak sawi bunga yang aku beli kat pasar tani sini dengan harga RM2.00, kat sana baru B50sen, which is quivelant to RM1.15.
Masjid tersergam indah, dengan kubah emas
One thing yang obvious sangat sal appearance kat sana, is that all signboards must have a jawi version. I bet Anita Roddick could never imagine her shop to have the signboard spelt ba-wau-dal-ya shim-wau-pa hehehe :-) MacDonalds lagi la panjang ejaannya.
Oh, first time aku lalu depan restoran ni, kat banner dia tulis 'Sungkai Buffet', and I thought the restaurant owner was a Malaysian hailing from Sungkai, Perak. Ghopenye, sungkai tu is berbuka puasa hehehe.
First time also tasted ambuyat, masa berbuka di restoran Andaman. I guess it takes some getting used to la, although it was fun to twirl the 'stick' in the ambuyat mixture hehehe :-) Aku ni asyik cakap sal makan je kan? Anyway, aku rasa belacan kat sana sedap, so aku hangkut balik a few packets. I guess it must be the shrimp in those areas la, sebab sebelum ni pun aku dok beli belacan Miri yang memang sedap (pada aku lar) dari belacan di sini.
Anyway, we had a relaxing time there. So relaxed is the life, sampai aku jadik tension dalam keta. Yelah, dah biasa ngan driver KL yang brutal, bila jumpa driver sopan-santun kat sana, nak keluar simpang pun ala-ala lemah-gemalai, rasa rimas plak hahaha :-)
The sky looked great from my window on the flight back. I am a bit relaxed as compared to last week. Thank you, Brunei Darussalam :-)
Friday, September 21, 2007
3.05 am. Too early for sahur.
Saw the 8.00pm news earlier. The bit on Nurin brought tears to my eyes. How the little girl had suffered, molested that way. How her dad is in denial despite the DNA test confirmation. Wondering how the sick bastard(s) who did all that, can go on living with a clear conscience. Sickos!
Accompanied Sis & kids to the Immigration Dept today to get their passports done. OK, I don't get this - all documents were complete, and the kids were presented at the time the documents were submitted, but why oh why do the kids have to be presented again at passport collection time? Surely it's gonna be the same kids, only by then they'd be cranky like hell after waiting for 2 hours at the stifling hot and humid office - the airconditioning was so poor that they've got a standing fan installed infront of every other counter (there's 13 counters). On top of all that, after waiting for about an hour, they informed us that the passports won't be ready today after all, 'coz their staff leave the office early during the fasting month. Wattafark?!!
Will be in Brunei for a few days next week, insyaAllah, accompanying some family members. Anyone can advise me on the to-do's and to-go's there? All I know about is the Jerudong Park and the Kampung Ayer. I wonder what to buy as souvenirs, what specialty dishes they have, what other places to visit? But nothing too adventurous though, coz there's little kids in the group.
Everything feels empty lately. Going through the days without any highlights at all. Am so bored these days, have resorted to practicing the pocho-pocho from Youtube. How pathetic is that? Haha!
I need a life.
Hmmpff.... still too early for sahur.
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
Saturday, September 15, 2007
Personally, I don't find any particular function to these items of clothing, aside from creating a sense of brotherhood among its wearers, which may or may not be a good thing. Or perhaps they feel excited to have a custom-made vest or jacket, as the owner's name is embroidered on his/her piece, which again may or may not be a good thing. Risky, as any unbecoming conduct in public would instantly smear the wearer and his Department's name. Hmm, on the other hand, this may become a good disciplining tool, yes?
Do clothes make a person? I'm not much of a fashionista, but I prefer to see clothes worn properly as they were meant to be. For example, the vest is supposed to be an inner outer-wear, in that it's worn outside a shirt but usually with a blazer over it. Only in your own private space do you wear it without a blazer. But the people here seems to think a vest looks so grand, so it's worn as an outer wear, everywhere. The technical vest with pockets all over, that's usually worn by technical people like a handyman, is also proudly worn as a grand outer wear, everywhere.
Same goes for the jacket, which design usually looks like a sports jacket or wind-breaker otherwise worn by highschool kids in it's country of origin. And I swear, they think this is a 'corporate look' that's supposed to enhance the Department's image. It's ok for normal staff to wear those in their own office, but some middle-management group (read : senior officers, higher ranking than moi) even wear those to official assignments like inter-departmental meetings (ok lagi la) and meetings with clients and outsiders (oh tidak!).
Of course, don't judge a book by its covers, yadda yadda yadda. But when someone higher ranking than yourself becomes a fashion victim and proudly displays his 'wanna-be'ness, it's very awkward lah, knowing other people in the room might be thinking "hek eleh, buruknya!" during the meeting. Worse still if the wearer happens to be a cocky bastard, as some middle management happen to be, sheesh!
So yesterday when the boss mentioned that the department will be providing such jacket for all staff, after a brief silence, I politely asked if I could top-up the price with my own money, and have a blazer made instead. Not surprisingly, the other officers all voiced their assent, and my boss heaved a sigh of relief. You see, she herself hates the fashion fauxpas among the middle management group, and was having terrible visions of her subordinates walking into meetings dressed like a cyclist or a handyman.
Hmm... tak salah berpakaian kemas, tapi biarlah kena caranya. Apa-apa pun, segak sungguh si pemakai baju melayu lengkap dengan kain samping dan songkok... huuhuuhuuu...
Thursday, September 13, 2007
"Jika doamu dimakbulkan, tanda Allah menyayangimu, jika doamu lambat dimakbukan, tanda Allah ingin mengujimu, jika doamu tidak dimakbulkan, tanda Allah merancang yang terbaik untukmu."
"Selamat beribadah sepanjang Ramadhan, semoga beroleh keredhaan Allah."
"Selamat berpuasa dan semoga Ramadhan kali ini memberi rahmat dan keberkatan berganda buat kita semua."
"Tiada suara semerdu azan, tiada buku seindah Al-Quran, tiada ibadah seindah solat, tiada bulan seceria Ramadhan, selamat berpuasa."
Indeed, may the arrival of Ramadhan bring a reinforcement of iman & taqwa to all of us. Salam sejahtera & selamat berpuasa!
Saturday, September 08, 2007
Today, he wished me a good morning. And in turn, I asked him how he was.
With twinkling eyes and senyum simpul meleret, he answered "I'm more than fine, kak!"
It's been soooo long since I've felt 'more than fine'. Too long!
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
Creativity is one thing, and perseverance is another. There was a lady who wanted a full back tatoo, and it took 7 hours to do it. Imagine sitting in one position and drawing the design pinprick by pinprick for 7 hours, mau patah pinggang tu.
Anyway, yes keeping in mind tattoo is prohibited in my religion, some of the more strategically placed tattoos were actually quite sexy :-) I don't mean on the genitals (ouch!), but at those cute places like at the base of the throat or neck, or at the small of the back, or on the shoulder blade, or on the hip, huuhhuuuhuuu!
Some tattoos are done as a dedication to a loved one, or to mark a certain event. For indigenous people like the Iban for instance, tattoos known as 'pantang' are a sign of bravery. Maoris also have tribal tatoos called 'Ta Moko' not only on the body but also the face, to depict a warrior status.
Some tattoos mark the belonging to a certain group, for example the traditional Japanese body suit tattoos called the 'irezumi', which is said to be favoured by the yakuza. How I wish I had the chance to see these in real life when I was there! The designs are rich and the colours vibrant, and steeped in symbolistic images like the dragon, the samurai sword et cetera.
And of course there's the army tattoos, and the prison tattoos, or some other brotherhood kinda thing tattoos.
Some are quite scary!
Oh lupa pulak, now with the latest technology, we have the blacklight tattoo, which is invisible to the naked eyes, but will magically appear under blacklight. This one I saw in an episode of CSI a few weeks back. Who says you can't learn from tv? :-)
Tapi... siapa kata orang melayu tak pakai tattoo? Isn't henna art a form of tattoo, albeit temporary? Hmmm... Cik Siti kita dulu pun ada buat henna art masa dia nak kawin setahun lepas kan?
( Maaf, aku tak sentuh isu hukum-hakam, I'll leave that to the more knowledgeable people lah.)
This one's done out of respect... Ghandi tu!
I wonder if this lower back tattoo would look good on me? :-)
Naahhh... I'm chicken, when it comes to situations involving voluntarily causing pain to my own body hehehe :-D
* pictures courtesy of the internet... wa cilok aje, jangan saman wa, wa takdak duit...