Monday, July 31, 2006

Sheila's Showcase

Getting ready for the showcase..we're walking towards Mc'Donald in BB to grab some food..I'm not willing to spend anymore that what I've spend for Sheila's ticket. At about quater to 10.30pm we strode back to PH.

And lucky us we managed to find a nice spot about 3metres away from Sheila and exactly behind Acis. See that keyboard?? That's where Acis sat and that was how close we were to the stage. Who's Acis? He is Sheila's boo after her 1st failed marriage with Roslan. He was the New Kid on the Block during his hey day with Gersang. I did not go overboard with him unlike my other school friends. But he seems much better looking now, I must say Sheila and him aged gracefully. Good combination, though it's a 10years gap there..

That is Acis the closest we can get and unfortunately we were behind this is the best post we can get....

How do I rate Sheila's performance yesterday?? Grrreaaattt!! After 20yrs in the industry, she still proves she has it, with her aura, no bad stage jokes, her wit and plus her background musicians were all super great...Steve Thornton on the percussions..superb beb..superb..i tell ya!!!

She sang over 40songs in medleys and full..from her Dimensi album right until Ku Mohon. My history with Sheila started when I was in the Primary school. She hit the scene with Pengemis Muda and I still remember her in the video clip with the bob hair cut and oversized colorful tops. Then my Kak Long who was and still a fan of her was also my great influence. Sheila was the CT of the 80's but not overrated.

I must say I'm one of her loyal fans. I don't quite like using the "die hard fan" term because die hard for me means I have to know everything lil' thing about out hearthrob. She's not someone I'd die for but her concert or showcase is worth my every pennies.

She gaved a powerful packed performance - 45minutes per sec, there were 2 secs and she extended another 30minutes for us. She's a damn good entertainer, no soalan-soalan "pandai" - dah makan ker belum..or nak lagie ker?? dgn gaya yang tak menarik. She did in style that the crowd were happy to let her go..though the back way was actually swarmped by her fans who did not want her to leave. Crowds were super fantastic... the youngs and the old..all of us rawked!!! We enjoyed every moment. We sang with her, infact sometimes she let us sing half the song and joked about she being the choir leader. She even gave some tips on how to go on the count of 3 and scream "Sinaran". And yes who would blunder situation like this?? Of course moi... and she practically pointed her finger at me and laughed..aiyooo..perasan la skejabb. Even when her 1st sec wardrobe was giving her problem..she excused her self in style. She calls it "wardrobe malfunction" and did want to be like Janet J or she'll be ban for life. Though I did noticed she was looking at Acis macam "are you ok or not honey..I will change it during the break" hahhh..hahhhh.. just kidding..both of them were a sport.. I mean who would imagine that Acis who was prolly 10yrs old when "Tipah Tertipu" was shown on the cinema would marry Sheila.... Kalau dah jodoh tak ke mana ainnit??

All in all it was a worthy drive all the way from Shah Alam for her Planet Showcase and to Beb..yes it was fun to go out with you walaupun aku perasan kau mengutuk aku dengan mamat baju merah tu..cehh!!! takder was indeed a fun girls night out plus the mamat valet yg hensem tu!!!

Friday, July 28, 2006

Blogathon 2006

With the world going mad on bombings, firing of AK 47's, grenades and children are now being refered as orphans, parents losing their children, mothers became single mothers, I pledge for all fellow bloggers to give moral support to Blogathon 2006 which will be happening on the 29th July 2006.

Please visit my goddess mate or Ms PB her self for further information.

This is my first year so I would like to give my moral support, I'll be online as much as possible since me mum's place only has dial up connection :(. And hopefully I'll be able to contribute some $$$ into it. I wanted to offer myself, but I'm afarid I might have mental block at that particular time and will spoil the whole is just too good for me to mess it up.

So people come join me for this noble cause i.e moral support, monetary support - stay up late...turn on your connection after AF4, get ready with the junks, make the kids stay up late so they can entertain you with their wits or whatever it is that can make your eyes stay wide open. Give comments..cheer them..

Lets us do the little things that can make a huge different for this smoky world.

Addendum 31.7.2006 :-

Thanks to all that have supported and to all the bloggers for their superb entries. A total of 25pledges and US1377.00 was collected. May all this worthy cause be rewarded by Allah...

Wednesday, July 26, 2006


After months and months of seeing other blogs with cun, canggih, meriah template, I now finally have my own...which I hope it will last sebelum sampai my next tahap keboringan... have no fear "Iced Nyior" will come to the rescue..eeehh..ok ker sis to give me a hand the next time I need a new look? Plus I'm using all the working time to do all this renovating..hehh..hehh..I know..I know..dah menyalahgunakan facilities dan kuasa yang diberi *:(head down* I'm leaving anyway...I feel this company deserve it!!

I'm so useless to the point that nak buat banner or tukar template pun ok I did add some webstats,, prayer time....itu pun after seeing in on others. Copy cat la kire nyer nie.. so tabik spring la Aunty N sbb she did it all by herself. Me?? I have Iced Nyior to be thankful to..:)

So tell me..tell me..ok ker design nie..I've always like earth color and black, so it make sense to change from black to brown. Plus the rain effect tu like very soothing and calm for me laaa..and from the moment I saw it I have that Madonna old skool "Rain" singing in my head.

Ini adalah gara2 AuntyN being temporary out of service to renovate her house. Boy it looks great. And thanks for the semangat....I was like ehh..AuntyN also should laa... But sesungguhnyer AuntyN lebih mempunyai kesabaran dan ketabahan yang lebih tinggi walaupun ketiak dah berkepam-kepam bau...hehh..hehhh

And thanks to the one of the many goddesses I know for introducing me to this blogging world, what started as merely to drop comments on her blog has become an addiction to me. Arrggg!!! I hope with the new job to come I'll still be able to bloghop as often as now and please remind me to install streamyx at me mom's house because as of now with the dial up it's driving me cuckoo!! Ader hati jugak nak apply wifi kat rumah..but what's the range like for private home? Anyone has any idea? And assuming it's place in a room, would I be able to access it from the dining room or the living room for example? And I also heard that you'll be indirectly supplying your neighbours that access..betul kee?? Like that free ride

Finally thanks to all the frequent bloggers that have without failed visiting my nothing interesting entries. You know who you are..May one day adalah rezeki nak jumper face to face. Somehow, I much appreciate those advise and comments that I've received from you virtual people out there aka strangers to my real world.

Thank you all very much for making my day beautiful and full of laughter everyday....

Sunday, July 23, 2006

SMS on.....

Yes I'm a TV junkie. As far as I can remember I watch practically everything that sooth my eyes. It dun matter whether it's a documentaries, reality shows, sitcoms, drama series and even forum perdana.

It's not enough that I have to endure the slides in between, I have to listen to the crap SMS thingy rave going on the airwave currently.

I mean who in the right mind would even consider to waste their pennies on something that goes like this ;

Anda kesunyian? SMS on Teman / Are you lonely? SMS on Friend
Anda perlukan cinta? SMS on Cinta / Do you need love? SMS on Love
Anda perlukan teman hidup? SMS on Jodoh / Do you need a life partner? SMS cupid

And so many others...

Can we actually find anything or someone out of this?? And a close relative of mine says that this company actually making big bucks on this. Meaning there are people who actually responded to this!!! I mean what could a person possibly gain from this??It's bad enough that we have many fraud cases via the internet..I can't imagine what this SMS thingy can do. This is so far different than chatting on the YM which is at least free apart from paying for the access or subscribing to dating services via online etc... To add on from a reliable resources this thing will burn a hole in one's pocket.

If there's any good comes out from this among the bloggers, please do confess, I'm really keen to know it and/or has anyone of us tried this?

Wednesday, July 19, 2006

Mashitah and Faith

Most of the time that I stayed up late to surf the net, I'm accompanied by Mashitah. My youngest niece. Oh..yes she can sleep really late. Most of the time she'll just watch TV and once in a while she will get me to bring her to the loo or water or to make her milk.

And without fail she will always ask me to play the "Spice Girl - Mama" song that I have add on to my favourites. She will hear it over and over again and even insist that she should click on the play button.

With her big round eyes, she will always ask me, Mashitah nak Abah I love you pulak. So I will tell her, ok we listen to this song and when we reach the chorus we'll sing Abah, I love you instead of Mama. She will smile and say ok. She will sit with me and we will sing together. So they we go singing in a very low tone volume afraid of waking up the others. it hurts me to see that she did not get to enjoy her Abah as much as others have.


Something I received from my inbox. Apparently it's a real conversation. A simple defination of God does exist and to have faith is vital.

(God, Faith and Science. Think about it)

An atheist professor of philosophy speaks to his class on the problem science has with God, The Almighty. He asks one of his new students to stand and.....

Prof: So you believe in God?
Student: Absolutely, sir.
Prof: Is God good?
Student: Sure.

Prof: Is God all-powerful?
Student: Yes.
Prof: My brother died of cancer even though he prayed to God to heal him. Most of us would attempt to help others who are ill. But God didn't. How is this God good then? Hmm?
(Student is silent.)

Prof: You can't answer, can you? Let's start again, young fellow. Is God good?
Student: Yes.
Prof: Is Satan good?
Student: No.

Prof: Where does Satan come from?
Student: From...God...
Prof: That's right. Tell me son, is there evil in this world?
Student: Yes.

Prof: Evil is everywhere, isn't it? And God did make everything. Correct?
Student: Yes.
Prof: So who created evil?
Student does not answer.

Prof: Is there sickness? Immorality? Hatred? Ugliness? All these terrible things exist in the world, don't they?
Student: Yes, sir.
Prof: So, who created them?
Student has no answer.

Prof: Science says you have 5 senses you use to identify and observe the world around you. Tell me, son...Have you ever seen God?
Student: No, sir.
Prof: Tell us if you have ever heard your God?
Student: No, sir.

Prof: Have you ever felt your God, tasted your God, smelt your God? Have you ever had any sensory perception of God for that matter?
Student: No, sir. I'm afraid I haven't.
Prof: Yet you still believe in Him?
Student: Yes.

Prof: According to empirical, testable, demonstrable protocol, science says your GOD doesn't exist. What do you say to that, son?
Student: Nothing. I only have my faith.
Prof: Yes. Faith. And that is the problem science has.

Student: Professor, is there such a thing as heat?
Prof: Yes.
Student: And is there such a thing as cold?
Prof: Yes.
Student: No sir. There isn't.
(The lecture theatre becomes very quiet with this turn of events.)

Student: Sir, you can have lots of heat, even more heat, superheat, mega heat, white heat, a little heat or no heat. But we don't have anything called cold. We can hit 458 degrees below zero which is no heat, but we can't go any further after that. There is no such thing as cold. Cold is only a word we use to describe the absence of heat. We cannot measure cold. Heat is energy. Cold is not the opposite of heat, sir, just the absence of it.
(There is pin-drop silence in the lecture theatre.)

Student: What about darkness, Professor? Is there such a thing as darkness?
Prof: Yes. What is night if there isn't darkness?
Student: You're wrong again, sir. Darkness is the absence of something. You can have low light, normal light, bright light, flashing light....But if you have no light constantly, you have nothing and it's called darkness, isn't it? In reality, darkness isn't. If it were you would be able to make darkness darker, wouldn't you?

Prof: So what is the point you are making, young man?
Student: Sir, my point is your philosophical premise is flawed.
Prof: Flawed? Can you explain how?

Student: Sir, you are working on the premise of duality. You argue there is life and then there is death, a good God and a bad God. You are viewing the concept of God as something finite, something we can measure. Sir, science can't even explain a thought. It uses electricity and magnetism, but has never seen, much less fully understood either one. To view death as the opposite of life is to be ignorant of the fact that death cannot exist as a substantive thing. Death is not the opposite of life: just the absence of it. Now tell me, Professor. Do you teach your students that they evolved from a monkey?

Prof: If you are referring to the natural evolutionary process, yes, of course, I do.
Student: Have you ever observed evolution with your own eyes, sir? (The Professor shakes his head with a smile, beginning to realize where the argument is going.)
Student: Since no one has ever observed the process of evolution at work and cannot even prove that this process is an on-going endeavor, are you not teaching your opinion, sir? Are you not a scientist but a preacher? (The class is in uproar.)

Student: Is there anyone in the class who has ever seen the Professor's brain?
(The class breaks out into laughter.)
Student: Is there anyone here who has ever heard the Professor's brain, felt it, touched or smelt it? No one appears to have done so. So, according to the established rules of empirical, stable, demonstrable protocol, science says that you have no brain, sir. With all due respect, sir, how do we then trust your lectures, sir?
(The room is silent. The professor stares at the student, his face unfathomable.)

Prof: I guess you'll have to take them on faith, son.
Student: That is it sir... The link between man & God is FAITH. That is all that keeps things moving & alive.

NB: This is a true story, and the student was none other than.........
Dr. APJ Abdul Kalam, the present president of India.

Monday, July 17, 2006

Of Love, Life and Values

When a marriage collapse for whatever reason, I think both parties will feel the heartache. Sometimes there are some women or men who will fight for their marriage right till the end but there are those who will just give in to fate and let it be. I'm not married, so I won't know what I'll do if and when it happens to me..nauzubillahminzalik... Life's so unpredictable, I don't want to imagine it but I do hope that when the time comes I will do the right thing, be it to stay or to leave.

Something that I want to share with fellow bloggers and a reminder for me when the going gets tough!!

When You Divorce Me, Carry Me Out in Your Arms

On my wedding day, I carried my wife in my arms. The bridal car stopped in front of our one-room flat. My buddies insisted that I carry her out of the car in my arms. So I carried her into our home. She was then plump and shy.. I was a strong and happy bridegroom.

This was the scene ten years ago.

The following days were as simple as a cup of pure water: we had a kid; I went into business and tried to make more money. When the assets were steadily increasing, the affection between us seemed to ebb. She was a civil servant. Every morning we left home together and got home almost at the same time. Our kid was studying in a boarding school.

Our marriage life seemed to be enviably happy. But the calm life was more likely to be affected by unpredictable changes.

Dew came into my life.

It was a sunny day. I stood on a spacious balcony. Dew hugged me from behind. My heart once again was immersed in her stream of love. This was the apartment I bought for her.

Dew said, you are the kind of man who best draws girls' eyeballs. Her words suddenly reminded me of my wife. When we were just married, my wife said, Men like you, once successful, will be very attractive to girls.

Thinking of this, I became somewhat hesitant. I knew I had betrayed my wife.. But I couldn't help doing so.

I moved Dew's hands aside and said you go to select some furniture, O.K.? I've got something to do in the company. Obviously she was unhappy, because I had promised to do it together with her. At the moment, the idea of divorce became clearer in my mind although it used to be something impossible to me.

However, I found it rather difficult to tell my wife about it. No matter how mildly I mentioned it to her, she would be deeply hurt.

Honestly, she was a good wife. Every evening she was busy preparing dinner.

I was sitting in front of the TV. The dinner was ready soon. Then we watched TV together. Or, I was lounging before the computer, visualizing Dew's body. This was the means of my entertainment.

One day I said to her in a slightly joking way, suppose we divorce, what will you do? She stared at me for a few seconds without a word. Apparently she believed that divorce was something too far away from her. I couldn't imagine how she would react once she got to know I was serious.

When my wife went to my office, Dew had just stepped out. Almost all the staff looked at my wife with a sympathetic eye and tried to hide something while talking to her. She seemed to have got some hint. She gently smiled at my subordinates. But I read some hurt in her eyes.

Once again, Dew said to me, He Ning, divorce her, O.K. Then we live together. I nodded. I knew I could not hesitate any more.

When my wife served the last dish, I held her hand. I've got something to tell you, I said. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes.Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the serious topic calmly.

She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why? I'm serious. I avoided her question. This so-called answer made her angry.. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man!

That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer, because my heart had gone to Dew.

With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company. She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. I felt a pain in my heart. The woman who had been living ten years with me would become a stranger one day. But I could not take back what I had said.

Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer.

Late that night, I came back home after entertaining my clients. I saw her writing something at the table. I fall asleep fast. When I woke up, I found she was still there. I turned over and was asleep again.

She brought up her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from >me, but I was supposed to give her one month s time before divorce, and in the month's time we must live as normal a life as possible. Her reason was simple: our son would finish his summer vacation a month later and she didn't want him to see our marriage was broken.

She passed me the agreement she drafted, and then asked me, He Ning, do you still remember how I entered our bridal room on the wedding day? This question suddenly brought back all those wonderful memories to me. I nodded and said, I remember. You carried me in your arms, she continued, so, I have a requirement, that is, you carry me out in your arms on the day when we divorce. From now to the end of this month, you must carry me out from the bedroom to the door every morning.

I accepted with a smile. I knew she missed those sweet days and wished
to end her marriage romantically.

I told Dew about my wife s divorce conditions. She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she does, she has to face the result of divorce, she said scornfully. Her words more or less made me feel uncomfortable.

My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. We even treated each other as a stranger. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mummy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly, Let us start from today, don't tell our son.
I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for a bus, I drove to the office.

On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. We were so close that I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this intimate woman carefully for a long time. I found she was not young any more. There were some fine wrinkles on her face.

On the third day, she whispered to me, the outside garden is being demolished. Be careful when you pass there.

On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I seemed to feel that we were still an intimate couple and I was holding my sweetheart in my arms. The visualization of Dew became vague.

On the fifth and sixth day, she kept reminding me something, such as, where she put the ironed shirts, I should be careful while cooking, etc. I nodded. The sense of intimacy was even stronger. I didn't tell Dew about this.

I felt it was easier to carry her. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger. I said to her, It seems not difficult to carry you now. She was picking her dresses. I was waiting to carry her out. She tried quite a few but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I smiled. But I suddenly realized that it was because she was thinner that I could carry her more easily, not
because I was stronger. I knew she had buried all the bitterness in her heart. Again, I felt a sense of pain.. Subconsciously I reached out a hand to touch her head.

Our son came in at the moment. Dad, it's time to carry mum out. He said. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had been an essential part of his life. She gestured our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face because I was afraid I would change my mind at the last minute. I held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand
surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly, as if we came back to our wedding day. But her much lighter weight made me sad.

On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. She said, actually I hope you will hold me in your arms until we are old.

I held her tightly and said, both you and I didn't notice that our life lacked intimacy.

I jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my decision. I walked upstairs. Dew opened the door. I said to her, Sorry, Dew, I won't divorce. I'm serious.

She looked at me, astonished. The she touched my forehead. You got no fever.. She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Dew, I said, I can only say sorry to you, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of life, not because we didn't love each other any more. Now I understand that since I carried her into the home, she gave birth to our child, I am supposed to hold her until I am old. So I have to say sorry to you.

Dew seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove to the office.

When I passed the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet for my wife which was her favorite. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I'll carry you out every morning until we are old.

~Love is blind. Love makes us do crazy things. Loves makes us cry. Loves makes us confused. But without Love we're just a dry person in and out. And we often forget, to value and love ourselves because we're so busy finding love that have price but has no value.~

Thursday, July 13, 2006

Teacher and PAPPU

Got this from my yahoo and thot I should blogg it for my future stress moments..

TEACHER : What is the chemical formula for water?
TEACHER : What are you talking about?
PAPPU : Yesterday you said it's H to O !


TEACHER : PAPPU, go to the map and find North America.
PAPPU : Here it is!
TEACHER : Correct. Now, class, who discovered America?


TEACHER : PAPPU, how do you spell "crocodile"?
TEACHER : No, that's wrong
PAPPU : Maybe it's wrong, but you asked me how I spell it!


TEACHER : PAPPU, give me a sentence starting with "I".
PAPPU : I is...
TEACHER : No, PAPPU. Always say, "I am."
PAPPU : All right... "I am the ninth letter of the alphabet."


TEACHER : "Can anybody give an example of "COINCIDENCE?"
PAPPU : "Sir, my Mother and Father got married on the same day, same time."


TEACHER : "George Washington not only chopped down his father's Cherry tree, but also admitted doing it. Now do you know why his father didn't punish him?"
PAPPU : "Because George still had the axe in his hand?"


PAPPU : Daddy, have you ever been to Egypt?
FATHER : No. Why do you ask that?
PAPPU: Well, where did you get THIS mummy then?


TEACHER : What a pair of strange socks you are wearing, one is green and one is blue with red spots !
PAPPU: Yes it's really strange. I've got another pair just like that at home.


TEACHER : Now, PAPPU, tell me frankly do you say prayers before eating ?
PAPPU: No sir, I don't have to, my mom is a good cook.

TEACHER : PAPPU, your composition on "My Dog" is exactly the same as your brother's. Did you copy his ?
PAPPU: No, teacher, it's the same dog !


TEACHER : What do you call a person who keeps on talking when people are no longer interested?
PAPPU: A teacher

Monday, July 10, 2006

Football Jinx - Farewell Germany..Hello S.Africa

Jinx!!! Purely jinx..both team that I routed for lost. First it was England then Les Blues. What a dissapointment. Nevertheless, to reach the finals after hearing many predictions that it would be Argentina or Brazil or Germany...was triumphant enough for me. Me, an average football fan can now understand the passion some people have on great football moments i.e cheering for favourite team, donning the fav team jersey, body or face coloring etc..

Why Zidane has to end his career in such way? No offence to Algerian, but I'm pretty sure that Materazzi had said something that provoked him so much that he's willing to jeorpardize his final cap. Dignity and pride has no price tag.... Apparently Materazzi had said something about him being an old african far true?? I dunno..but whatever it is...he's still a legend. Even the red card can't deny him the Best Player award.

So farewell Germany...See you peeps in South Africa 2010. I hope by then I would already have another half whom I can savour the moment with...or better there at S.Africa itself. Now that would be a good deal.

Addendum - Tuesday 11/7/06

Heard on the radio this morning - Persaraan Zinadine Zidane berakhir dengan kad merah (Zinadine's retirement ended with a red card). Then the DJ actually "melayukan" Zinadine's name.

Zinadine Zidane - Zainuddin Zaidan

Don't sound so hensem at all.. I wonder how he would translate Ribery??

Tuesday, July 04, 2006

The Four's

Been tagged for the here goes..

4 jobs I would stink at:

1) Insurance Sales Agent

Err..lemme see..
Me - You know, you need to have insurance coverage for yourself and family in case of sickness or death etc..etc..
Them - Why should I leave the family behind with loads of money?? And I dun even get to enjoy it??
Me - Pissed off you low life scum!!!

2) MLM Dealer of any sorts

Seriously, I dunno where these people get their guts to face the same face over and over again unsuccesfully/succesfully securing a sale.

3) Desk Job

Unless I have a boss who lets me surf all day long, desk job is a no no for me!! The next place my boss will have to look up if he needs to find me is under the desk where I'll be snoring..

4) Politicians

I think politicians are so pretencious brat. well maybe not all. but i'll definately sucks at that, because when i don't like something, my face shows.

4 pretend nicknames I'm making up for myself:
1) Penguin - School nick, all the softball players have nick. Some stick till now. Thank god mine did not!!
2) BabyfaceM - A bit perasan muker ader skit cute and M is my initial..
3) Marvellous M - ala ala..superwoman kinda like..hehh..hehh
4) Minah terover friendly - Honestly..dun get me started...

4 movies I've watched over and over again: ( and didn't fall zzzZZzzz)
1) Armageddon
2) Honey
3) The Negotiator
4) Pretty Woman

4 places I'd want to live:
1) London
2) In a luxury condo near KLCC area.
3) Madinah
4) Dubai

4 things I love to do during weekends:
1) Sleep, eat and tv marathons..
2) Go to a tafsir class the sunnah way.
3) Catch up on my reading
4) Not doing any house chores

4 alchoholic beverages I've enjoyed:

Wokehh...I might as well spell it out, yes during my younger days I was an occasional drinker but as I grow wiser I quit. Also I'm now a practising muslim and wish to forget my past and look into my future. For now I'm indulging myself into ice-cream. vanilla & green tea anyone??

4 things I couldn't live without( excluding the essentials)
1) My handbag that have my essentials - cell phones, mini make-up kit, wallet, my hair brush, my small note book and pen.
2) Pantyliners
3) Toilet Roll
4) My car

4 of my favourite food & whom I'd like to be in 'bon appetit' with:
1) Nachos & Fajitas
2) Caesar Salad with salmon chunks
3) Anything pasta ala italian creamy or bolognaise or aglio-olio
4) Char Koay Teow with cili jeruk

Eaten in a beach house open air terrace under the star, hearing the waves and feeling the sea breeze, motown background music and whoever that is should be my chef husband to be..hehh..hehhh.. any candidate?? i can clean afterwards..

4 places I would rather be right now:
1) The curve ordering food at marche
2) Staying and working in London
3) In Germany for the World Cup 06
4) In my Lala land where I have all the money and love in the world to do absolutely everything I wish for

Sorry Blackfeline sorry that I took 2 weeks to do this. But halas it's done.

I tag anyone who feels like doing so...

Saturday, July 01, 2006

Friday Frenzies..

There's lots of things I wanted to crap about yesterday. From the morning I started my car to work sampailah ke malam hari. Weird kan..when the pc it's not in front of you, berjela-jela idea datang, but the moment we tap our fingers on the keyboard terus kena mental block..

I've decided to permanently changed to The Bing Bang Breakfast Morning Show on Fly FM hosted by Mr Fly Guy himself and Natalie for my morning drive companion. I really like this Natalie girl, she's like breath of fresh air..excellent voice..the kind yg tak meluat dengar, casual and natural english and the malay pun not so bad. When I left KL Fly Guy was still attached to H!tz FM and he's collaborating partner was Lil' Kev. Biler balik KL, it changed and I didn't quite like the new team. Like no zest gitu..but after quite sometime I got used to it and they're ok. Then Fly FM came and Mr Fly himself is back. But without Lil' I was a bit skeptical. Today however something in the show that I can't remember what was it made me decide that I should stick to this morning show as my driving companion in the morning. I also like how they give the weather report..macam.."get your bikinies ladies...or it's sultry, hot day today..and whoever punyer suara tu..sungguh sedap didengar.


Also heard over the radio about the Ministry of InfoTech will come out with a guidelines on judges of reality tv shows. about freedom of speech... This must be the impact from the AF4 concert a fortnight ago where the main judge gave some non-related comments. Talk about big mouth too....


Last night I had the urge to makan something from a simple gerai tepi jalan. Like char koay teow, sotong kangkung, nasi paprik ker nasi pattaya kerr dan bermacam2 lagie. This excludes the kedai mamak ok. I went back home hoping to see ader tak any of my nephew or nieces that I can bribe to go dinner with me..only Mashitah and she was sleeping soundly. How pathetic is that?? nak pegi makan kat gerai pun takder kawan..oohhh..sedihnyer..dah la takder live telecast argentina vs german on the non-cable channel. And so I decided to tapau char koay teow and sotong kangkung, if I don't satisfy my urge soon, I'll be craving for more and like my head asik la teringat kan benda tu. Have you been like that before? Like if u want it so badly, you've got to have it. Kalau tak, buat aper pun tak kena.

So while I was waiting for my order, I saw the menu board. I think Malaysia is a country blessed with mix races that our food has become fusion. Am gonna list it down..

Nasi Paprik, Nasi Pattaya, Nasi Kerabu, Nasi Dagang, Nasi Lemak, Nasi Goreng Cina, Nasi Goreng Kampung, Nasi Goreng Ala Amerika, Nasi Bubur...

Ohh..I almost forget. During my college time, zaman-zaman where money only resources is FAMA (father/mother) this junior of mine created this name for his usual order especially dekat-dekat hujung bulan.

Nasi Jazz - Nasi putih, telur dadar, sambal belacan and sup kosong. I tell you sedap nyer nasi nie and sometimes I still crave for that. And it only cost him RM1.00. Murah giler babas kan??

Anyone care to add other kind of nasi??


Alone at home, putting aside Ija(maid) and Masyitah I ate my tapau food while watching One in A Million. Next option since the house has no live telecast of WC. Only last night I managed to watch the full show, I think it was about an hour and a half. Before, selalunyer dapat la tengok the last 20minutes ker..and that was during the preliminary and elimination stage.

Imagine singer yang terpaksa fight against Dayang Nurfaezah..oohh..dear, memang la takder chance...even Shafinaz and Paul gave only good comments on her voice and some constructive critiscm on the way she delivers it.

And then I saw this singer, in my mind I thot I've seen her somewhere. After she sang and I thot it was a weak performance, Paul gave a remark mentioning something about her sister being a superstar wonder..rupernyer adik CT Nurhaliza?? Sairah..i think so..should be..can anyone confirm this??

As expected she was eliminated. After choosing the best 10, the 10 that were eliminated were given another chance. Next week they will have to perform again and judges will pick 1 and the sms votes will decide on the other 1. So this Sairah was saying, "saya akan buktikan yang saya mempunyai bakat". Maybe she should get some pointers from her sis ehh.. The singer that was going against Dayang, was saying "Terima Kasih Dayang kerana memilih aku" I dunno whether she meant it. But I think Ching is a performer in her own way..I mean who would come up on a stage in a floral printed with black base dress in a pink wellies..and she did with Gwen Stephanie ala ala..pakai aper pun cantik. It must be a nightmare to go against singer that already have a strong fan base and excellent credits on vocals from almost everyone.

----------------------------------------------- sms as soon as I woke up, the argentines lost last night to the hosting team. looks like I have to change my startegy..masih lagi tak nak support German..dunno why??

Have a great weekend everyone...