tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-59029820691731416352024-03-13T15:35:55.218-07:00imah c anggunUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger74125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902982069173141635.post-25073113576233193772013-02-15T06:28:00.000-08:002013-02-15T06:28:14.578-08:00Last call for passenger...<i>"Last call for boarding for Ishak Mas'od, Noraishah Anjang Abd Hamid, Rahimah Ishak, Muhammad Nazim Ishak..</i>"<br />
<br />That
is the normal situation of the Ishak's family on any airplane travel.
We never missed to be announced over and over in airport for boarding. I
cant count how many times that when we just enter the plane, the door
of the plane immediately close and plane ready for take off. But, not
once, never once, a plane will left us behind. Does not matter how
pissed off they were with our lateness, but they will wait. They will
ensure we safely and successfully board the plane.<br />
<br />
Those
good records came to an end 2 years ago when a plane decided to left us
behind. We felt that we were cruelly undone by this airplane company.
We checked-in on time. Early in fact. One mistake we did was, we went
for quick lunch at the food court nearby and made way to boarding area
only a few minutes before take off. When we arrived at the departure
entrance, we hear the last call for boarding announcement and we all
running like crazy. When we finally arrived at the door, the staff said
we cannot get to the plane and our luggage had been off-load from plane.
We was like WHAT?!!! We just hear our names been called, 1-2 mins
ago..and its not like we can contact the staff saying that we are
running our ass off for boarding and vice versa and scream wait for
us!..wait for us! It was not even the time for take off yet.. There were
5 of us, my bro, my sister-in-law, my mum, Zulaika and I. Zulaika was
just 1 year plus at the time. They can simply decided to off-load all of
us. Really cruel. Because of that, we need to buy a new ticket with
higher price. Our conclusion was that, yeah.. that's how this company
make their money.<br />
<br />
Recently, I, together with my mum and Zulaika traveled to Bandung taking this airplane company. Yes, we did not failed to be late this time too.. hahaha.. family tradition.. always like the chaos, 'Home Alone' style..
this time it worse than the last time.. We late for checked-in too.
The flight was 6.40am in the morning and we arrived airport 10 minutes before
6 a.m. The check-in line for all Indonesian flights were quite long and I just got into the line nervously, while Dahlia, my sister in law tried the self check-in kiosk, in case, we still can. From there, she got to know that check-in for Bandung flight had closed and we need to go to this special case counter. The staff was busy to get to us immediately, as there were other peoples with all kind of problems too.When the staff finally got to me, and we state our current dilemma, she also got worried for me. She called somebody to ask if she can still check us in. Then she asked if we got luggage. <i>"Yes" </i>I said. The the staff said, if got luggage, we cannot check-in. Dahlia and Ajim, my brother then both said, <i>"No..No. Tak de luggage. Check in jer"</i>. The staff then proceed to process our boarding pass.. In mean time, Dahlia and Ajim told me, <i>"Imah check-in jer.. nanti kita pindah sikit barang dari lugagge dalam bag-pack..brg tak penting..daripada rugi tiket"</i>.. OKla I thought. As long as I can get to the plane. If I missed the plane, no way I can afford to buy new tickets.<br />
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After I got the boarding pass, we ran off to the departure gate. There, we opened the luggage and shove in as many things from the luggage to bag-pack that I carry. Then, we were searching for plastic bag. Good thing, mum packed this 1 empty plastic hand-luggage and we managed to get all the stuffs from luggage to this bag - all clothes, pampers, shampoo, shower gel etc etc. We continue our conquest to catch the plane. 3 of us, ran towards immigration counter. We got the next road-block to our journey. The security check! After our bags got through the scan, we were asked to open our bags. Yes, we got a lot of stuffs that we cant put in hand-lugagge. I told them..<i>"we are in a hurry, please just take whatever you need to take"</i>. After finish with the first 2 bags, mum just ran off from there with Zulaika and left me with the last bag to inspect. That bag was obviously full and packed and no way I can get to the things they want, so I just told them, it might be the bottled water for my childs milk. So I was let go. I ran off as fast as I can catching up with mum to the boarding counter.<br />
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The door for boarding was obviously already close. The staff communicate to the cabin crew to ask, if they can let us to board the plane. Was asked again if we got luggage, and I quickly said no. Because of that, the crew, said we can proceed to the plane. Thank God! The staff quickly informed us the gate number. <i>"Gate number 74 tau. Ingat Gate 74. Lari cepat!"</i>. 3 of us got running again to get to this Gate 74. Since mum was fully occupied with hand-luggage in both hands. I got the bag-pack and Zulaika. Zulaika and I ran as fast as we can. Obviously, Zulaika almost 4 years old legs can't compare to my 30 years old legs, so I decided to cradle her instead. Just imagine, running with almost 6kg bag-pack on your back and a 14kg child on your arms. That was the biggest work-out I ever did in my whole life. While running, I was searching around for Gate 74. Where the hell is this gate? It is incredibly far! Really far! The furthest of all from the door we came from. I didn't ate anything the night before and obviously got no time for breakfast. So, with all the running and weight, I feel like I was going to pass out at that moment. But yes, the spirit of Bandung is strong, I successfully got there. <br />
<br />
Yes! We got to the plane!<br />
I thought, pheww, we already inside the plane. Everything will be OK.<br />
But being me. It's not the end of the drama yet. The careless Rahimah decided to turn up that morning. The sling-bag that had money, phone, Zulaika's Mickey-Mouse shades, went missing from my shoulder. No! Oh No! I might have left it at the security check scanner place! I quickly told the cabin crew that was helping us with the bags of my situation. That was the most important bag. The cabin crew told me, they can't go there for me to search for it. If I'm going to get the bag, they will probably need to off-load me from the plane. Oh, no! Off-load. I'm quite traumatic with the word off-load already. In the sheer panic, I told myself, that it's OK, I still got half of the money in the other bag. It should be more than enough for 1 day. I will contact Ajim once arrived to transfer the $ to our trevel agent the next day (Monday). However, I still worry about the bag. I still got millions of ruppiah in there plus the Note2 phone. I asked the cabin crew, if there's a way for them to check if the bag is really at the security check place and safe? I don't mind if I cant get the bag but I want to be sure that the bag is there and not somewhere-else.<br />
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The cabin crew care about my situation as he thought, I got all my money in that bag. So, he went to the pilot to discuss the situation. He came back with a good news he said. Pilot gave permission for me to go back to find my bag and I got 7 minutes to do it. After 7 minutes, he'll fly the plane without me. OK, 7 minutes. I don't think much and just ran out from the flight to get my bag. I mentioned that the distance between the plane and airport building is far right? The first round was already exhausting. I doubt that I have enough strength to go back inside the building and ran back to the plane. But 1 need to do what they need to do rite? So I just move along. While running, I was thinking, Can I do it? Can I get back to the plane within 7 minutes? I'm not so much of a marathon person, yet alone a sprinter, but I just ran. I don't really count the time.<br />
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I got to the security check place and asked for the bag. The guy asked a few question like what were inside the bag. What phone brand was there. and I thought, yes, they got my bag. What I was told next disappoint me a bit. <i>"Kami dah bagi beg Cik kepada adik Cikla</i>.<i> Ni nama, nombor telefon dan nombor IC dia".. </i>Siiigh.. I ran for nothing then. I took the tissue where my brother wrote in his details, check if there are true and ran back to the plane. Part of me feel relieved because at least I know that my belongings are safe, but part of me feel that, it will be much better if I have the bag. Nevertheless, the most important task was to get inside the plane again.It will be like triple blow if I missed the plane too. At that point of time, my mum was waiting inside the plane. What she told me was, if I didn't get to the plane, she will just left me and travel with Zulaika. huhuhu..so much of motherly affection eh?<br />
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I managed to get to the plane and the flight took off on time and arrived Bandung as scheduled. I'm totally grateful to the cabin crew and the pilot of that flight. If it was a different crew and different pilot (like what we got 2 years back), they certainly will not entertain that kind of 'situation'. We may not be able to board the plane in the first place. And then, no way a pilot will allow me go search my bag and wait. Even the cabin crew told me that I was lucky that the pilot is super-kind. Normally, pilot will not give permission for passenger to do what I did. <br />
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It was really an unforgettable experience for me. I told myself 2 things. In future:<br />
1. Never ever dare to book early morning flight - risk of overslept<br />
2. Plan to check-in at least 2 hours before boarding<br />
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So, now I'm waiting until my next international travel, to assess if things will changed and if I will ever listen to my own advice.. hahaha.. Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902982069173141635.post-46438850416485274282012-06-10T08:35:00.000-07:002012-07-10T08:40:14.069-07:00ClosureI had a strange dream last night. In the dream, I met this guy who is or was a friend of mine. I'm quite upset with him for a lot of things. From how he suddenly ignore me, never reply my messages, when I hi-ed him on chat.. he'll offline himself and he sort of shut me out from his life. I don't mind if he does not want to be my friend anymore or mad at me or hates me. It is when you dont know WHY. Yes, this I mind.<br />
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I, however, never really confront him for reasons. For me, his actions speak louder than word. I got you, my friend. My last sffort on communication was just a Frienster message for Hari Raya wishes or something, and I asked for his forgiveness if I ever did something wrong to him. Yes, he never replied and we have not communicated or spoken since then. I just hope, if I ever have done wrong, he had forgived me. I so wish that there'll be time and place that we may cross path again and I will get some answers. Insya Allah...<br />
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Back to the dream I had. Yes, I met him! After all this years.. finally I met him! OK, it's just a dream. But I met him. We talked. I told him what I felt. Why he didn't this? Why he didn't that? Why he did that? He gave his answers. He gave his reasons. <br />
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Then, I woke up. Weirdly, I felt relieved. I felt like a huge burden from my thoughts, my heart had been lifted. I felt like I got my freedom. MY CLOSURE...Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902982069173141635.post-22711393048534071722011-12-15T01:28:00.000-08:002011-12-15T01:55:24.193-08:00Sofia-Zack Wedding SagaSorang lagi my younger cousin is married. I think ader sorang lagi yang akan memintas imah early next year. Seronok jer diorang sumer nih dah kawen and nak kawen eh.. hihihi<br /><br />Here I share the moment of happiness of my dearest cousin.. kawan imah main masak2 waktu kecik2 dulu.. hihihi.. This is my first attempt to sort of doing video clip.. ooops, wedding video clip.<br /><br />Really happy that they had met their <em>'jodoh'. </em>May the live hapily ever after...<br /><br /><iframe height="180" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/pTkW48e0fac" frameborder="0" width="260"><br /></iframe><iframe height="180" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/AT9ymXvlkAs" frameborder="0" width="260"></iframe>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902982069173141635.post-45837688299883217772011-11-22T11:48:00.000-08:002011-11-22T12:00:12.747-08:00Adamu.. Hadirmu.. JantungkuThis is one of my effort to make me believe that I do have a heart... and feelings. I was once capable of loving and being in love...<br /><br /><em>Dengan lafaz Bismillah</em><br /><em>Langkah mula di atur</em><br /><em>Dengan kalimat itu</em><br /><em>Entah bila... bagaimana</em><br /><em>bermula...</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Kita tidak sedarah</em><br /><em>Darahmu, darahku berbeza</em><br /><em>Oksigen memisahkan kita</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Namun</em><br /><em>laluan kita searah</em><br /><em>Terus tidak berpaling</em><br /><em>Injapmu membuka keyakinanku,</em><br /><em>menutup keraguanku</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Tanpamu</em><br /><em>tiada lub-dubku</em><br /><em>Walau paling kecil</em><br /><em>pentingnya dirimu</em><br /><em>Kaulah nyawaku</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Di sini kita tetap bertemu</em><br /><em>Di persimpangan ini</em><br /><em>jantungku..</em>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902982069173141635.post-62925726387226049832011-11-21T11:07:00.000-08:002011-11-22T11:34:59.798-08:00The Meet CuteI've always been fascinated with the story of how 2 people meet. Even in movies, I always look forward to the 'Meet Cute' part, a part where the hero will meet the heroin for the first time. I like to know the things like how they come to know each other?.. What are their feelings at the time of first meet?. Do they experience the 'love at the first sight'? or is it just an attraction?<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggv31RvyVHk/TsvzQ7AoJ0I/AAAAAAAAAPY/Kgsj9TcC4e0/s1600/ragging.bmp"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 253px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 199px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677899227274422082" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggv31RvyVHk/TsvzQ7AoJ0I/AAAAAAAAAPY/Kgsj9TcC4e0/s320/ragging.bmp" /></a>I would say that, my parents had a unique 'Meet Cute' moment. They had known each other a few years before their first meet. My father was studying at MRC at the time. I was told that, it was required by the senior that everyone must have a girl picture stick in their locker . You know back then, ragging can be pretty tough. Mom told me that someone had told her that my father was once badly injured by his seniors. I don't really know what he did that had caused that, but I got the picture of how bad the senior 'bullying' can be at the time. So, I understand, if senior had asked to do 'A', so, by hook or by crook, you have to do 'A'.<br /></div><br /><br /><br /><div>My father don't have any girlfriend at the time. But, his best friend has. So, his best friend suggested that, while he'll be asking his girlfriend to post her picture over, he'll ask his girlfriend to send a picture of her friend too, for my father. Just so happen that the girlfriend is mom's best friend. So, as you all can guess.. A pic of mom had also travelled all the way from Kuala Kangsar to Sg. Besi. Yes! My father finally got the girl picture stick in his locker as directed by the senior. Very little that he knows, the girl in the picture will be his future wife. What a fate eh?<br /><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bsYYWXklaQ0/Tsv0JOwkgaI/AAAAAAAAAPk/SpPn6hfsQSo/s1600/pen%2Bpal.bmp"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 259px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 159px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677900194648457634" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bsYYWXklaQ0/Tsv0JOwkgaI/AAAAAAAAAPk/SpPn6hfsQSo/s320/pen%2Bpal.bmp" /></a>I come to know that they become acquainted after that. Due to the distance between them, they only communicated via mails. Obviuosly, no mobile, no e-mail and definitely no facebook/twitter. But they managed to be friends. I never asked, what kind of things they usually write to each other. And my parents never really reveal this part of details to us (my brother and I). So, I guess, this is one of those things that they just want to keep it as confidential matter.. hihihi..<br /></div><br /><br /><br /><div>They've been mail-buddy for quite sometime because, they only meet for the first time when my father is already in the army. If I remember this correctly, he was stationed in Kluang, Johor. He had some kind of training or something in Taiping, which bring him to the state of Perak. He rides his scrambler motorcycle from Kluang to Taiping together with a friend. I repeat.. ride!!! After the whatever-business-he-had-in Taiping ended, my father's friend invited him to go ride with him to Sg Siput to meet somebody, who I don't remember who. Perhaps his family.<br /></div><br /><br /><br /><div>So, while riding south to Sg Siput, he came to a junction where one directed to Sg Siput and one directed to KUALA KANGSAR. Out of sudden, he thought of mom. What he said next, was really the turning point of the story. <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xNBBnQyyPJE/Tsv1HxFp_WI/AAAAAAAAAPw/7lNvBfFgMbk/s1600/KK.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 274px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 184px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677901269015592290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xNBBnQyyPJE/Tsv1HxFp_WI/AAAAAAAAAPw/7lNvBfFgMbk/s320/KK.jpg" /></a><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><em>Ishak: Eh, aku ade kawanla kat Kuala Kangsar. Aku ingat aku tak jadi ikut kau pegi Sg. Siput.</em><br /><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>The friend is OK with that, and they both continue the journey in separate ways. My father reached Kuala Kangsar not long after. From the letters he always wrote to mom, he knows what is the name of the kampung he should head to. The only problem is that, he don't know where and how to find the exact house. Luckily, there's a small grocery shop at the village So, he decided to stop there and ask. Tauke kedai runcit must know everybody, he thought.<br /></div><br /><br /><br /><div>Yes! He did know everybody. In fact, the owner knows mom personally too. So. he himself, helped my father to give directions to mom's house. I can't recall if my father ever told me his feeling at the time. Anxious? Nervous? Excited? But I'm sure he is very brave of doing this. Never have met mom at all. And there he was, riding his scrambler to mom's house. When arrived, he did not only meet my mum for the first time, but he met Opah too. When asked about, what he thought of mom when they first met, he said, mom looks smaller than he thought. I was like.. that's it? But that's all he's willing to share. huhuhu...<br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>Even without the exact details of everything, I always consider their 'Meet Day' as the best story ever! This, I think had put a very high standard to my mum and I on how I would meet 'My Guy' and how 'The Guy' should treat me. My father was very gentlemen and respectful in his way. From the first meet and later meets that follows, he always come to mom's house first, ask permission from Opah to take mom's out and so on. And this perhaps had put an expectation to me, that someone I date should be at least very respectful, if not very gentlemen-ly. I may have had my 'Meet Cute'(s). One perhaps belong to my 'jodoh' Or, I may yet to experience greater 'Meet Cute'(s) in the future. hmmm...</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902982069173141635.post-4305182514633776002011-10-22T00:36:00.000-07:002011-10-21T11:01:38.823-07:00Life without My-Vince<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KAqYKW31yM8/TkvKY3mR_CI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Kvj_JEPkjrA/s1600/keta.bmp"></a>Wow! I actually had lived without a car for more than 3 months!! The only car available at home is a manual car which I'm so suck at driving it, which make, my mum and the rest of house members as my official driver.<br /><br />Throughout this period.. I enjoy not paying for car loans. I enjoy not have to be the only person that mum has to depend on to do anything or to go anywhere. I like it that I contribute less to air pollution. I like it that I save so much of not spending on petrol. I like it (sometimes) that I go to Carrefour or Wangsa Walk or Rampai LRT station walking.<br /><br />But... there are also a couple of things that I do not like...<br /><br />I hate taking public transport. OK, I seldom go to office. But instead of usual 30 mins drive from home to 1Utama, it actually took me 2 hours to 1Utama by public transport. It not even cost savings (perhaps, just slightly) and definitely not time savings! I hate waiting and wasting time. That's why I don't like to go to office. Even with driving, I can lost at least 30 mins where that 30 mins, I can perhaps finish 1 or 2 budget report or even better, an extra sleeping time. hahaha..<br /><br />I hate depending on people too. I'm so used to of doing anything or going anywhere by myself. So, it is tiring that you need other people to help you to go somewhere. Not everybody or everytime, people are free and available for you. I always feel bad if I need to bother anybody or being such a hassle although the person may be sincerely and willingly helpful. Maybe I should not have to feel so bad. But hey, it's just an imah-desease kind of thing. I just can't help it.<br /><br />I hate to make decisions. It's easy if you like a certain car and money is never a problem. No point of liking this 1 car but you can't even afford the monthly payment. I was going through so many doubts and second thoughts on what my second car would be. The situation is like I just get a divorced and now I'm searching for my second husband. Obviously I want my second husband to be better than the last one. And this time, I need to make sure that I got the 'blessing' from my whole family in hope this time it can last longer. Uuurgh! I just hate deciding and it was so hard to make up my mind.<br /><br />Thank God. All that is already in the past. Thanks to Him, for helping me to get through the period without my dear 'Vince' and help to guide me through making the decision. I know I would be lost without You.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">p/s: I still missed my 'Vince'. </span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902982069173141635.post-49623147161031516792011-05-18T02:18:00.000-07:002011-06-05T10:56:11.001-07:00Oh No! Not me please...I don't mind be friend with a married man. I have friends who are. While some, I have their wife as my friend as well, but there are also some that I do not. Whether I know their wife or not or their wife know me or not, I know my limit as a friend and respect their marital status. As far as I know myself, I do not have any feelings to any of my married friends. Of course I do have a lil' bit of interest to 1 or 2 of them before, but the feeling did not continue once they have officially 'owned' by other women.<br /><br />I do have an issue however, if the friend would like to take an advantage of our friendship and trying to get 'itchy'. If they are a true friend, and really know me, they would never ever trying to make a move on me or even thinking about it. I knowla I'm 'andartu'. But, pleasela don't let that give you an idea that I can consider anybody and entertain your 'itchiness'. It's not that I'm against poligamy. If it was written in my fate that my 'jodoh' is with a married man, then I do need to accept that. <em>Dah jodoh kan?</em> But I know that the decision will come if and only if the situation is right and it is for the good and happiness for all parties and not my own.<br /><br />I can't predict the future. And I don't know where my heart will 'fall' and all. But I do appreciate the co-operations of all my married friends or any other married man out there (who might read this) that if you are looking for a new 'branch' please please and please..try your best to look at other area and not mine.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902982069173141635.post-35475098791590441862011-04-13T09:32:00.000-07:002011-05-09T20:59:51.851-07:00Ada Apa Dengan CintaTerjumpa this 1 piece of paper in 1 of my old CD. I thought it was the lyrics print - Most international CD album do not include the lyrics of the songs rite. So, I will usually print of the lyrics myself, and put it inside the CD.. hihihi.. But it was something else - a short poem, I wrote a couple years ago for my self-made Valentine cards and wishes. While reading it, I was like..did I wrote this? hahahah..<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Dalam rumah ada bilik..</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Dalam bilik ada almari</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Dalam almari ada baju</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Dalam baju ada tubuh</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Dalam tubuh ada hati</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Dalam hati ada cinta</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Dalam cinta.. ada segalanya.</span>.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902982069173141635.post-18051438093404018762011-02-27T22:37:00.000-08:002011-02-27T23:14:15.269-08:00Contest : Family Sedondon<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z6c5b2Mbf8k/TWtIspukliI/AAAAAAAAANs/bMVWjysh9g0/s1600/167307_499642301911_839621911_6118511_4193040_n.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z6c5b2Mbf8k/TWtIspukliI/AAAAAAAAANs/bMVWjysh9g0/s400/167307_499642301911_839621911_6118511_4193040_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578632495381124642" border="0" /></a>This is my picture with my extended family. Gambar ini diambil waktu majlis persandingan sepupu adik ipar imah kat Semenyih, Selangor, awal tahun hari tuh. Kalau bab kenduri kahwin, keluarga diorang nih memang paling sporting. Cakapla, tema kahwin kaler aper, gerenti boleh at least 90% sedondon punyer. Belum masuk bab posing gambar lagi. Gambar di atas adalah buktinya. :DUnknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902982069173141635.post-90312075241956674922011-02-16T07:03:00.000-08:002011-03-06T18:05:04.579-08:00Ultimate Love SongLast year I did the Top 10 favorite romantic/love movie. So this year, I'm doing the list for my favorite love songs of all time. This is definitely very hard because there are thousands of wonderful love songs out there. But through time these songs had meant a lot to me<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Girlfriend - N'Sync feat Nelly</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">"Would you be my girlfriend?"</span><br /><br />I do not have so many experiences falling in love or have a special someone I can called 'my boyfriend'. This song was a hit when I have one. We danced to this song while he lip-sync the chorus to me. He was lucky that the DJ decided to play the song that night. If not, he probably, need to postpone the question to other night then. hahaha.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">p/s: If JC or JT ever asked me that question.. I will definitely say "hell, yeah".. <span style="font-style: italic;">(sambil terlompat2 dgn gedixnyer)</span></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />I want to spend the my lifetime loving you - Marc Anthony & Tina Arera</span><br />Most duet songs are revolve around the theme of love. There's a lot of very memorable duet songs like <span style="font-style: italic;">One Sweet Day, Endless Love, My Heart, Senja Nan Merah, Ceritera Cinta, Cinta</span> etc etc that I can list on, but I decided to choose this 1 in my list instead :)<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">For the rest of my life - Maher Zain</span><br />OK. I'm one of those who also 'infected' with the Maher Zain phenomenon :)<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Tanpa Kekasihku - Agnes Monica</span><br />This is one sad love song. Obviously, there are times in our life that we lost somebody dearest in our heart. Below are a few lines of the songs that I like and really touch my heart..<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">"Kubiarkan senyumku, menari diudara.. Biar semua tahu, kematian tak mengakhiri... cinta..."</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">"Di mana letak syurga itu..Biar kugantikan tempatmu denganku..Adakah tanda syurga itu..Biar kutemukan untuk bersamamu"</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Until the end of time - Innuendo</span><br />This is one of the most romantic wedding-theme song coming from a Malaysian artist. I would definitely will feature this song in my wedding (when it happens 1 day..)<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">"And I give my heart and soul, I give it all to you.. to you..All my hopes and dreams are in this wedding ring..I love you.. until the end of time"</span><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="http://www.leoslyrics.com/listlyrics.php?hid=OKcPjUxC9iE%3D">Full lyrics</a></span><br /></div><span style="font-size:85%;">p/s: I love Innuendo!!! Had huge crush on Reymee. Big time!</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />My All - Mariah Carey</span><br />My ultimate favorite song. It's not really related to me or my love life. Perhaps, because I love this song so much, I used to sing this song to my exes on the phone at night..hahaha.. The memory really bring smile to my face now..<br /><span style="font-size:85%;"> <span style="font-style: italic;">p/s: Poyo-nyer I...</span></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Sesungguhnya - Raihan</span><br />I believe that the greatest love of all is the love to the Allah. And, to feel that we are loved by the Him. And, we are blessed by Him.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">"Tuhan hadiahkanlah kasih Mu kepadaku..Tuhan kurniakanlah rinduku kepada Mu..Moga ku tahu..Syukur ku hanyalah milik Mu"</span><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><a href="http://www.ilirik.com/raihan_--_sesungguhnya.html"><span style="font-size:85%;">Full lyrics</span></a><br /></div><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Kau Kekasihku - Siti Nurhaliza</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">"Dari mata..Dari jiwa yang berahi..Kini kumengerti istilah percintaan ini..Moga nanti ada seru menyatakan..kau kekasihku hingga ke akhirnya.."<br /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;">"From my eyes.. From my passionate soul.. I've understand the meaning of this love..Perhaps they will be time.. a sign to say.. you're mine..until the end of time"</span><br /><br />I had a number of disappointment and heartbreak in love. I have used that part of the lyrics of this songs in several occasions, as my<span style="font-style: italic;"> "last-ever-love-note-I-will-ever-send-to-you"</span>. You can note that I even have 2 versions of it to cater different audiences. hahahah..<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"></span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Hello - Lionel Ritchie/David Cook</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">"Hello? Is it me you're looking for?</span>"<br /><br />I think, I have this questions on my mind so many time. I'm such a fool when it comes to love, flirt, sign language etc etc. The lyrics of this song mentioned about <span style="font-style: italic;">"tell me how to win you heart.. coz I haven't got a clue"</span>. And yes, most of the time, I really don't have a clue. And because of that, I lost quite a few of someones whom I like because I have not acted very well in this pre-love mind games. Well, perhaps it's not really meant to be rite?<br /><span style="font-size:85%;"> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />p/s: I love David Cook's version...</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">I Love You - Celine Dion</span><br />I have to pick this Celine Dion song! Period! :D<br />Plus, I do believe in the power of these 3 words.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902982069173141635.post-82050166033189395582010-12-23T20:05:00.000-08:002010-12-23T20:12:19.301-08:00Petua Untuk Rajin Bersolat<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pi-jaID7RGg/TRQcwsxFQRI/AAAAAAAAANc/CRACv8Ks40c/s1600/solat.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5554095863430988050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pi-jaID7RGg/TRQcwsxFQRI/AAAAAAAAANc/CRACv8Ks40c/s320/solat.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Jika anda ingin jadi orang yang rajin mengerjakan Solat, amalkanlah doa ini. Bacalah selalu Surah Ibrahim: Ayat 40</div><div><br />"Rabbij 'alnii muqiimaSSalaati wa min dzurriyyatii, Rabbana wataqabbal du'aa'."<br /><br /><em>Maksudnya: "Wahai Tuhanku! Jadikanlah daku orang yang mendirikan sembahyang dan demikianlah juga zuriat keturunanku. Wahai Tuhan kami, perkenankanlah doa permohonanku."<br /></em><br />Surah Ibrahim: Ayat 40-43<br /><em>[40] Wahai Tuhanku! Jadikanlah daku orang yang mendirikan sembahyang dan demikianlah juga zuriat keturunanku. Wahai Tuhan kami, perkenankanlah doa permohonanku.<br />[41] Wahai Tuhan kami! Berilah ampun bagiku dan bagi kedua ibu bapaku serta bagi orang-orang yang beriman, pada masa berlakunya hitungan amal dan pembalasan.<br />[42] Dan janganlah engkau (wahai Muhammad) menyangka Allah lalai akan apa yang dilakukan oleh orang-orang yang zalim; sesungguhnya Dia hanya melambatkan balasan mereka hingga ke suatu hari yang padanya terbeliak kaku pemandangan mereka, (kerana gerun gementar melihat keadaan yang berlaku).<br />[43] (Dalam pada itu) mereka terburu-buru (menyahut panggilan ke padang Mahsyar) sambil mendongakkan kepala mereka dengan mata tidak berkelip dan hati mereka tidak bersemangat (kerana bingung dan cemas).<br /></em></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;">p/s: M always struggling to discipline myself to fulfill this very important Rukun Islam. Hopefully, I'll get better with it in the future... Amiiin.<br /></span><br /> </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902982069173141635.post-36400553581063315872010-12-21T21:57:00.000-08:002010-12-21T22:52:49.832-08:00It's not just RM10...I and family went to this Konsert Ria at i-City Shah Alam on Sunday. People said the place is beautiful at nights. So, I was feeling quite anxious to see it. Since we're bringing Zulaika with us, I've reminded mum to pack her stroller, so that I don't have to <em>'dukung'</em> her all the time. Although, she likes to walk by herself, but at times when she's so tired and there's a lot of people, she'll got scared, and prefer that I carry her in my arms. So stroller is a compulsary equipment for an outdoor outings. While we were well equipped with the stuffs for Zulaika's comfort, we all forgot about ourself.<br /><br />When we arrived, it was raining. And, we did not have any umbrella in the car. There were always a couple in the car previously. But, sometimes, I will drive my brother's car. So, those things had been moved to his car too. Luckily there was a shop there that sell umbrella. It was the first shop we went and they promote to us the only umbrella they have left on sale. It looks like a good umbrella and it was RM10. Don't want to be so picky, I just bought it.<br /><br />The umbrella did serve us good in a couple of minutes under the soft raining condition. Not long after that, the rain had stopped and I closed the umbrella. However, not so long after that, it was raining again. Quite heavily this time. Mum tried to open the umbrella. But this time, the umbrella did not open as fully as it should. We both pull up, pull down and do all sorts of pulling and pushing to get that umbrella operated, but failed. We already far away from the shops and we don't have any roof-tops near to us either. We just stand under the umbrella and hold it from under to cover both of us. Feels like in <em>'Memori Daun Pisang'</em> video clip<em> ..</em>But if I were happenned to be trapped under the rain like that with a boyfriend, maybe <em>syokla</em> <em>jugak kan</em>.. hehehe<br /><br />While we were under the umbrella, I can't help but cursing that sales-person. What kind of person selling faulty product like that?? Don't even last for 1 hour??!!! Wasted my RM10 just like that...<em>haiyah</em>.. Luckily mum was present when I bought it. So I kind of had asked for permission and agreement to buy it. If not, I will surely <em>kena </em>with my mum..At that time, I had wished that, <em>"OK, kau rugikan duit orang 10 hengget, hopefully nanti kau rugi 100 hengget!!"</em><br /><em></em><br />OKla, cursing him like that is a little over-reacting la.. Plus RM1o is nothing really. But I just can't tolerate people who doing things for profit. I understand that not all products are perfect. But for a thing that can only lasted for a few minutes. It's just too much and so not acceptable.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902982069173141635.post-31566063237293878062010-12-20T20:46:00.000-08:002010-12-21T02:18:11.756-08:00Malang tak BerbauI had one of the craziest weekends of my life. I never had went out and came back home at after 2am for 2 weekend nights in a row. At least this years la.. I'm not counting my clubbing years la kan.. hehehe..<br /><br />I was karaoke-ing with Ayu and frens on Saturday nite at Au2 Jusco Song Box. I always called that place as <em>'karaoke jamban'</em>..hehehe..To my surprise, they also have a large room that looks like any other karaoke room in Malaysia. So, they do have some posh <em>jamban</em> there. hahahah.. Although the sound system is a bit off, but the song selections, are not too bad. If I want to compare with the the ones I went at Wangsa Walk Mall, this place is much better. At least, I don't have a lot of <em>"laa..lagu nih tak adela..."</em> moment. Had so much fun that night. I sang A LOT!!!! From the latest songs to the jiwang karat songs.. Not just that, I screamed a lot too. All the guys can definitely sing. Was very impressed wih all of them singing all sorts of rock songs. <em>Kalah Awie and Amy Search</em>..:)<br /><br />My highlight of the nite was definitely not the karaoke session. I don't know what to called this incident really. Since the place is near to Ayu's house, I decided to crash at her place first. We then, pool into a car (which is not my car) to Jusco. Being me, I would usually drive my own car there, since it will be easy for me to go back later. But I decided not to. Maybe because the distance is just so near, so I don't really care or maybe I was so excited to ride on Anem's n hubby's new Honda City car.. hahahah..Half way through the session, I just realised I don't have my mobile with me. I LEFT IT IN MY CAR!!! It's quite usual for me to left my mobile in my car, but not until later, I realise that leaving that lil thing in the car can cause me trouble later. Without my mobile, I don't really know and aware of time. <em>Syok sgt menyanyi</em>, I don't really care, although usually I care, especially if mum is at home alone. 12 midnite is my limit. My brother <em>plak,</em> happen to be at Rawang that weekends for her uncle's -in-law wedding.<br /><br />They were adding more hours to the supposed original sessions and I just followed on. Not until when Anem n hubby were about to go back, it hit me that I need to go back too. It was already 1am and I can't afford to add in 1 more hour to go back. So I left my GF and the rest to continue and joined Anem. She gave me a lift to Ayu's place to get to my car. At the Jusco parking space, I already took out my car key from my handbag, as in doing the early preparationsla. So, when I got out from Anem's car, I don't have to rummage through the dark to find my key. So, once arrived in front of Ayu's place, I got out from the car and just walked to my car. Anem n hubby already left and I was looking for the key. Then, I realised that MY CAR KEY WAS NOT IN MY HANDS!!! I <em>gelabah2</em> search for it in my handbag. OH NO!!! IT'S NOT IN THE HANDBAGS TOO!!! Then.. another OH NO!!!! MY HANDPHONE IS IN THE CAR!!! I can't call Anem to <em>patah balik</em>!!!! I was like SHIT! SHIT! SHIT! What have I done to myself?<br /><br />OK. I told myself. Since Jusco is still near, I can go back there and asked Ayu to call Anem. Maybe she was not yet far away. So, I decided to walk back to Jusco. After just a few steps, I saw a taxi and it is available. Then, I just told myself. OKla, I should just go back home and use the spare key at home to pick up the car at Ayu's place in the morning and go pick the other key at Anem's place later later. Luckily, Ayu's place and mine is like <em>sekangkang kera jer</em>, so, it does not cost me that much. On my way back, I know that mum will surely freaked out, especially now I also don't have my house keys and obviously I need to wake her up to open the door.<br /><br />When mum's open the door for me, she was like, "What happened? Where's your keys?" I told her what happened. She was, for the first time did not really say anything about it. Of course she had a few questions on the 'how come' part, but she did not flipped. Maybe a bit. But, not that bad. Since I'm like careless all the time. This kind of story did not really surprised her that much. When she asked, how am I going to pick up my car tomorrow.. I just easily answer, I'll use the spare key to pick it up tomorrow. It seems, my<em> 'malang tak berbau'</em> did not end there. What my mum said later, makes me <em>gelabah </em>again.<br /><br /><em>"Kunci spare tuh kat Ajimla.." </em>my mum said. I was like OH NO!!! SHIT!! SHIT!! SHIT!! all over again. I obviously cannot asked him to come back home, since the wedding is tomorrow, which mum and I will be going. With that Myvi car. Which is now stranded in front of Ayu's house. My brother will surely be busy with all sorts of preparations. You knowla, <em>kenduri kat kampung</em>.. most of the stuffs are not outsource. I was also worried that Ayu will need to drive out to go somewhere tomorrow, since my car is blocking the way now. So many things on mind. Cursing myself is one thing. To think of how to settle it tommorow is another. My brain at that time was no longer working as efficiently as it should. So, I just told mum, I'll settle it tomorrow, and went straight to bed.<br /><br />It was really crazy. If David Teo is reading this, he surely can make $8M box-office movie out of this.. hahahah.. I never thought that, that night will be such an eventful night for me. siiiigh... <em>Malang memang sangat sangat tak berbau. </em><br /><em></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">p/s: Thanks to Anem and hubby kerana sanggup bersusah payah tolong hantarkan kunci keta imah hari Ahad tuh.. jasamu sangat2 dikenang. To my sayang Ayu, thanks for the fun nite and parking space free for the night.. hehehe..</span></em>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902982069173141635.post-5536202179861125452010-12-16T01:29:00.000-08:002010-12-23T18:02:44.948-08:00Masalah...Masalah...I feel that, lately I've been surrounded with problems and sadness. Not just my own. But others too.<br /><br />Last week, we lost yet another significant male figure in the family. Allahyarham Zainal b. Mas'od, my late father, younger brother. He was the eldest uncle in our family after my father's death. And, he was just 50. This news is such a big blow to the family. In the span of 6 years, the family had lost its 3 leading man. And recently, one of my aunty had been diagnosed with a kidney failure as well. I really pity <em>nyai,</em> since she has to face all of her child's pain and deaths in front of her eyes. One of my aunty even mentioned that, she can't bear to go through anymore death in the family anymore. Yeah.. I can understand that.. Loss is just too painful..<br /><br />Now, I'm seeing one more problem in front of me. And living with me as well. Once in a while. This problem come in a form of 3/4 years old girl. That's what the parents told us la.. Although I doubt so. Because I think she probably be already 5/6 years old. Doesn't matterla what her age is. Her father related to me while the mother is not. Plus, not Malaysian. You can guessla where her mother comes from. My mum had helped the parents to care for the child while the parents are working. I don't kow what the father is really doing but the mother is a factory-worker who do like 24hrs work-shifts and stay over at the factory-hostel. So, the child will stay with us like everyday until the parents come to pick her up at whenever time they feel convenient. Just imagine, how she was put under strangers house before for days and days. There's a lot of stories behind this la, on how the father left his former wife and 5 childrens (with 1 is an OKU) and also he had cut the connection between the other family as well. So, we have not known what had happened to him and his life with this new wife. Although we had the assumptions that the wife had used some 'guna-guna' to this girl's father, but it does not looked like, the wife is living the easy life too. With the kid's identity is still unknown, with the parents marriage certificate is in the blurr, (obviously the nikah was not performed under Jabatan Agama), the kid has no birth certificate..no MyKid..her age is increasing and obviously will need an education at some point. I have no idea where the future of this child is. Wow..headachela.. I can't really handle this kind of drama in my life. It's just too messy and I don't think I want to be involved.<br /><br />So, here, I'm just stating the major setbacks that are happening rite? Just imagine that I have a lot more on my plate to settle. My thoughts are keep on bombarding with all these issues. And this definitely is not doing good at all for my 'Law of Attraction' practice. That's why sometimes, it feels good to be out from home and work and have good time with friends. It definitely feels good to be out from problems once in awhile :)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902982069173141635.post-90097108297932168532010-12-06T02:49:00.000-08:002010-12-06T07:55:37.768-08:00Salam Maal Hijrah<em>"Allah SWT berselawat ke atas penghulu kami Muhamad SAW, ahli keluarga dan sahabat-sahabat baginda dan kesejahteraan ke atas mereka. </em><br /><br /><em>Wahai Tuhan, Engkaulah yang kekal abadi, yang qadim. yang awal dan ke atas kelebihanMu yang besar dan kemurahanMu yang melimpah dan ini adalah tahun baru yang telah muncul di hadapan kami. </em><br /><br /><em>Kami memohon pemeliharaan dariMu di sepanjang tahun ini dari Syaitan dan pembantu-pembantunya dan tentera-tenteranya dan juga pertolongan terhadap diri yang diperintahkan melakukan kejahatan dan usaha yang mendekatkanku kepadaMu Wahai Tuhan Yang Maha Agung dan Maha Mulia. </em><br /><br /><em>Wahai Tuhan Yang Maha pengasih dari mereka yang mengasihi dan Allah berselawat ke atas penghulu kami Muhamad. Nabi yang ummi dan ke atas ahli keluarga dan sahabat-sahabatnya dan kesejahteraan ke atas mereka"</em>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902982069173141635.post-13885522576262976092010-12-01T08:12:00.000-08:002010-12-01T09:30:10.661-08:00Law of AttractionContinuation from the seminar I went last Saturday.. I was drawn into this 'Law of Attraction' concept. I can't really explain about the quantum physics side of it and how this relate to the universe and gravity and how our thoughts can meet each other and stuffs. But a few highlights that I can point in here...<br /><br /><strong>"Birds of a feather flock together"</strong><br />Law of attraction states that like attracts like. "Whatever you want, wants you"<br /><br /><strong>"you can change your life because you can change the way you think"</strong><br />The Law of Attraction simply says that, everything you have in life, you attracted to yourself because of the way you think.<br /><br /><em>“If you do not attract what you want to be, you will be what you are, FOREVER” </em><br /><div align="right"><em>– Ankur Sancheti</em></div><br /><strong>"your thoughts are extremely powerful"</strong><br />Thoughts are a form of mental energy that travel at the speed of light. They are so fine that they can go through any barriers. This is why, for example, you can think about a person, sometimes at a great distance, and in the next moment, he phone will ring and that person will be on the line. Your thoughts have connected with that person the moment you thought of them.<br /><br /><strong>"Believe the genie in you"</strong><br />Sometimes, we can hear people complain about their hardship. "Why bad things always happenned to me?" "Why I can't get the job that can give me 1 year bonus?" "Why I always got short of cash?".Law of attraction does not distinguish between what is good or what is not. The genie in you would answer, “You attracted it, so, you are given”, “Your wish is my command”. In fact, the worse your life might seem, the higher the probability that the genie is working hard of fullfilling your every fear (emotion), thought (expectation) and insight. Thus, we need to always check on our thoughts and attractions, what we attract should be in sync with what we want.<br /><strong></strong><br />I believe that Law of attraction can be applied in every path of our life (be it attracting a dream life, to attract wealth, money or abundance, to attract a dream job, to find a perfect soul mate, to make a better relationship, in nutshell to get what you badly want). Unconciously, I already applied law of attraction in most of the path of my life, both the positive (what I want) and negative (what I do not want) side of it. Since, I'm more aware of it now, I should, from now on to start visualise on the things that I WANT ONLY and attract those that I want, so it can be true one day. Insya Allah....Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902982069173141635.post-42374390496414559092010-11-28T21:22:00.000-08:002010-12-01T07:57:51.493-08:00I Dreamed a DreamI went to a seminar yesterday. The topics were mostly inpirational and motivational stuffs. The 'Yes-You-Can!!' type, if you know what I mean. One of the things that really get to me that day was when the speaker showed the video of Susan Boyle when she was auditioning for the Britain's Got Talent show. I watched some of her youtubes before but not this one. I really got the chill when she sang in that audition. I almost cried my heart out watching it. It was just so inspirational. It is a perfect example of 'never judge a book by its cover'. I learned that, one, you can find inspirations from unexpected source. It's not always that skinny - peferct skin - super intelligent woman can inspire you to be confident. Two, it's never too late to chase your dream. If you belive in yourself, the ability and the talent that you have, when the opportunity presented in front of you, you should grab it. Three, I should never make fun of other people's dream and goals. We can always say to people dearest to us, saying that his/her dream is ridiculous.. like "Jangan nak berangan la...", "Cermin diri tu dulu" and so on and so on. Like thinking, only people who were smart in school can be successful and millionaires. Girls who are beautiful and hot can get a rich and good looking husband. How that can be so wrong at times..Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902982069173141635.post-60310086392356901952010-11-12T00:43:00.000-08:002010-11-12T01:41:28.940-08:00I'm a Victim?<p>I was actually trying to psycho-analyse myself. I don't know... living in this difficult world and era.. people are living in desperations and are willing to do everything and anything to survive. I always feel like I'm being used all the time. Sometimes, I don't mind being used because what I did was just an act of kindness or respect to that person(s). But, there definitely time when I feel very uncomfortable and doubting the motives of other people's towards me. I start question myself. Am I the victim of many manipulators in this world?</p><p>I, like most of people who does not have any formal knowledge on something, turn to Wikipedia to help me get the answers. hahaha.. Okla kan.. I can't afford psychiatrist ma...</p><p>According to Braiker as quoted in the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Psychological_manipulation">Wikipedia</a>, manipulators exploit the following vulnerabilities (buttons) that may exist in victims:<br /><strong>1.</strong> <strong>the "disease to please"</strong> - I think I have this 'disease'. At least my mum dah puas manipulated me on a lot of things since I like it so much to please her.. :p<br /><strong>2. addiction to earning the approval and acceptance of others </strong>- Not so much on this. I'm not a person who cares so much whether ppl 'approve' me or like me or otherwise. If they don't.. too bad la kan..<br /><strong>3.</strong> <a class="new" title="Emotophobia (page does not exist)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Emotophobia&action=edit&redlink=1"><strong>Emotophobia</strong></a><strong> (fear of negative emotion) </strong>- Shit! This's such a big words. Some more..no Wiki page is exist to further explain this to me. hmm.. fear of negative emotion? I pass..<br /><strong>4. lack of </strong><a title="Assertiveness" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Assertiveness"><strong>assertiveness</strong></a><strong> and ability to say no </strong>- yeah.. I have a little of this other disease as well. I'm a 'YES' woman. Anything can one. People ask this and that.. I gerenti can do one.. But only to certain things la kan.. Good manipulators will know my weak spot and I will not be able to say 'No'.. huhuhu.. this one is scaryla..<br /><strong>5. blurry sense of identity (with soft </strong><a title="Personal boundaries" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Personal_boundaries"><strong>personal boundaries</strong></a><strong>) </strong>- I laugh of to this one coz a lot of people said that I'm blur.. hahaha.. not sure if my blur is related to this blurry sense...whatever.<br /><strong>6. low </strong><a title="Self-sufficiency" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Self-sufficiency"><strong>self-reliance</strong></a><strong> </strong>- hmm.. I'm quite independent really. I don't think I rely on other people so much.<br /><strong>7. external </strong><a title="Locus of control" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Locus_of_control"><strong>locus of control</strong></a> - external 'locus' means that the person believe that their environment, some higher power, or other people control their decisions and their life. This is quite tricky. . I'm thinking harder about this 1. I feel like what I choose to do in life basically are what I want. But, if what I want is actually already been controlled by other people, let say my parents, then I can't really 100% believe that I control my own decisions and life?</p><p>Am I the favourite victims of the manipulators out there? I don't know.. What do u think?</p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902982069173141635.post-67104910047069355172010-11-10T07:59:00.000-08:002010-11-10T09:35:49.518-08:005 Months RecapWow!!! It's been awhile.. (I'm not too sure if 5 months can consider as awhile though).. So much stuffs that I had missed to share in here.. one probably my trip to KK.. had so much fun.. Ate a lot!!!! Got to see the magnificent Mount Kinabalu.. Once there, I feel like, I one day, want to climb it.. Need to get my stamina in place first.. huhuhu.. and partner(s) to climb with too.. <br /><br />Some of you may already know about this.. that my mum moved out from our house in Wangsa Maju to live with Opah at Bkt Sentosa in July.. live in separation with Zulaika was really tough.. I almost broke to tears everytime saying goodbye to her on Sunday.. So sad to see her crying and wanting to follow me back to KL.. Not only that, I also thought that life would be super-jolly not living under the same roof as mum, but it was not so much the case.. I was too complacent with mum around in the house doing all the dirty laundry and housekeeping and cooking etc etc.. To get myself to do-everything-yourself routines were super tough.. I was so kind to give mum my car.. well, for groceries shopping and stuffs.. Thus, I was relying on public transport to go to work and anywhere!!! what i can say is.. KL public transportation system is SUX!!!! Big time! Particularly the bus and komuter.. I just can't remember how many hours I had wasted on just waiting.. well..<br /><br />2 weeks before Hari Raya, I decided to stay at Bkt Sentosa to support my mum caring for Opah - with Opah was not at her usual strength, and Zulaika with her 'ragam', an additional little cousin who my mum 'accidentally' baby-sit.. plus it was still Ramadhan month and most of the aunties will only come near to Hari Raya.. so, my mum was really in need for an extra hands.. So much chaos.. Lots of family drama.. I can't believe that the few weeks I stayed there were the last few weeks of Opah as well.. Yes, she's old. But she's healthy. I did not expect that her time has come.. Although I did had my share of tension-breakdown staying with her, I felt so blessed that I had the opportunity to care for her during those last moments.. Experience that I will cherish forever.. <br /><br />Now, life is back to normal.. Everybody are now back in Wangsa Maju and that's why, I can have the time to actually do this.. hehehe..Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902982069173141635.post-38894745745881678132010-06-02T07:33:00.000-07:002010-06-02T08:12:35.594-07:00For Sale...We are putting the below dining table (6 seats) for sale. If you know any antique furniture lover who might be interested, left me a message, kay?
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<br />Price: RM500 nego. Shipping Method: Self-Pick. Condition: Good. Made: Kayu Jati. P.O.B: Kalimantan, Indonesia
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902982069173141635.post-83497103309265588172010-05-31T06:26:00.000-07:002010-05-31T07:33:59.830-07:00Train StorySince it's a wedding season and everybody from my age and younger are getting married, the subject of my marital status, popped up as the main topic of discussion again. Just when I think I'm off the hook, the wedding season is coming..siiiiiiigh.<br /><br />My mum thinks I missed my train already. And I can't blame anyone but myself that I decided not to take the earlier train(s), given the fact that she's aware of a number of trains that had passed by. She knows that some had made the stop. She also knows that, not only I refused to get on those train(s), I would make myself as far as possible from any train station if I know the fact that the train(s) had made and will make the stop for me. Made myself unavailable..sort of. hahahah..<br /><br />What can I do... At that time, the ones that stopped were LRT-type train, i.e. guys with 'ready to get married now' status But, I prefer, KTM Senandung Malam train instead, i.e. guys 'not ready to get married yet' status. So, I can't really blame myself of not ready to take the LRT train. They're just too fast for me that they scared the hell out of me. But now, it's a different story la kan..hehehe.. I would be crazy to still prefer KTM Senandung Malam.. hahahah..<br /><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;">p/s: It took me 8hrs to get to JB by train!!! Mmg giler!!! Tak taula bila Malaysia nak capai tahap ader keretapi laju ke negeri2 di Malaysia.. huhuhu</span></em>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902982069173141635.post-28203739194416674172010-04-20T01:00:00.000-07:002010-04-20T23:20:30.969-07:00SAYA TAK BERANI<span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-size:85%;">As open minded as I am. I'm totally in the 'No sex before marriage' team. Not even a person as hot as Brad Pitt can tempt or seduce me to cross over. perrrgh.. Easy for me to say la kan. Since nobody in that hotness level had ever tried on me any way.. hehehe.. </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">There were people (mostly guys who want to get into my pants la kan..), who will debate about my choice about this matter. Their argument is that I won't do it (the sex before marriage) because of the religion. And, if I'm not Muslim, I would do it. See.. how guys can manipulate your mind and make you surrender? If they can't seduce you.. they will argue with you.. huhuhu.. What I can say.. it's not easy to resist temptations, I tell you.. But, there reasons why I still survive.. SO FAR.. hehehe..</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Of course, the top reason of it is religion. I've done a lot of the 'small' sins (<em>dosa kecik</em>) myself, which if accumulate them all, can considered as 'big'..huhuhu.. So, I definitely don't want to touch the 'big' sins category. Apart of that, I always think of consequences in any of my actions. What good things I can get out of it? Thinking about it, I say, I would probably get nothing more than the pleasure of the moment. Whereas if I join the opposite team, I would put myself in jeopardy of degrading myself.. getting myself pregnant accidentally.. and in the most unlucky situation, I may get AIDS.. plus, if anything happenned, my parents, my family would get the shame.. Even if I put the religion factor aside, thinking of all the wrong possibilities that can happen, turn me off completely. Even the thickest condom in the world can't throw that thoughts away.</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">That's why, I don't understand why many young girls out there would dare to put themself in jeopardy of all that consequences.. Maybe they just being a total idiot or lust get the better of them. Who knows eh?</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">My bigger concern now however, not about the decreasing number of virgin girls (especially amongst Muslim/Malay girls). I don't think I care enough if they are virgin or not. They big enough to think what's right and what's wrong. Doing it (the sex), itself shows that they are already an adult. Although they might not have a brain like one.. But, I am concern about the increasing number of babies being thrown away to death. Really sad to watch the news and see all the horrifying pictures in the newspaper. How can a person do such cruel thing? What's the point of going through the 9 months pregnancy period, then 'murder' it? It just didn't make sense at all. Stupid right?</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">I understand, in this situation, we can get scared and panic. That would be what I'll feel. However, they would have more than sufficient time to really think about what they want to do. About the baby and themself. At least 7 months to really think and make a decision. Put you baby in rubbish dump or flush it in toilet should not be the options. Don't be afraid to go to the families/ parents. If not, they are organisations that can help and assist. <em>Berani buat berani tanggungla kan.. </em></span><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;"></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902982069173141635.post-19912756493069771012010-04-18T22:57:00.000-07:002010-04-20T23:06:49.156-07:00KARMAWhat goes around, comes around eh? I don't know if I really believe in Karma. But, sometimes, fate does happen in that way. <em>Buat baik dibalas baik..buat jahat dibalas buruk, katanya..</em><br /><br />I feel like I've been unkind to a lot of people (guys) in the past. Maybe unconciously done. I may have break the hearts of many. Some may be forgiven and let the past be bygones. But perhaps, they are a few who had cursed me and I'm not out of it yet. Like Mahsuri with her <em>'padang jarak padang terkukur selama 7 keturunan'</em>.. huhuhu.. matila if I'm cursed until <em>7 keturunan</em>..<br /><br />I'm always been labelled by this lot of people as <em>sombong, jual mahal, takde parasaan</em> etc etc. I always like to deny it, because I think I am not. But, since lots of this words had been thrown to my face, I start to doubt myself. To my defense, sometimes, I'm cold towards certain guys because I don't want to hurt their feelings or give them false hope. In some cases, I did still hurt their feelings and sort of offended them. <em>"Ala.. poyolah imah tu. Macamla aku nak kat dia sangat"</em> attitude.<br /><br />So, I was thinking.. maybe I repelled guys so much. Now, guys are repelling me?Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902982069173141635.post-71225329928027949992010-02-20T08:32:00.001-08:002010-03-01T10:50:06.469-08:00My Top 10 Love/Romantic MoviesThis post was meant for Valentine's Day theme..obviously I'm way behind schedule..hehehe.. Apparently, I have so much time thinking of the Top 10 list of my favourite Love/Romance/Chick Flick Movies when what I should be doing is.. list out my Top 10 potential Valentine date?
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<br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6666;">10. Titanic </span></strong>
<br /><span style="color:#000000;">This film is just a must have in anyone favourite love movies-Top 10 list regardless of whether they really like this movie or not. It's a typical "antara 2 darjat" love story really..Only that, Leonardo is still cute and you can see Kate Winslet naked (you can practically see her naked in most of her films anyway but still...with that huge blue diamond necklace, it's just soo different and special.. :p) However, I love tragic. Happily ever after love story is just lame and 'yucky' at times. So, watching a sad-ending movie once in awhile can be refreshing..</span><span style="color:#ff6666;"><span style="color:#663333;"> </span></span>
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<br />I love Meg Ryan!! She's definitely 1 of the queen of romantic movies of all time. Sleapless in Seattle, When Harry Met Sally, Addicted to Love, French Kiss.. I love them all!! It's just that I love this 1 more.. The cyber-virtual relationship thingy does it for me I guess..
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<br />I read the novel first and loved it. I can relate to the story at that time with me never been kissed..waiting for the right guy..and the perfect kiss and all..hehehe.. When I got to know that a film was made based on this novel, I was so anxious to watch it. Since the movie is included in my Top 10 list, it means I love the movie too.
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<br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6666;">7. Hum Dil De Chuke Sanam </span></strong>
<br />This is definitely my favourite Hindi movie. I love classic Indian settings. I like the chemistry between Salman and Aishu in the 1st part of the film.. Salman is in his goofy-foolish self who falls for a beautiful-naive Aishu. When you think that they will end up together until the end of the film, then bammm! Aishu is marrying Ajay Devgan plak. I set my mind to hate this Ajay character as the penyibuk in the story but nooo.. Sanjay Leela Bhansali chose to make his character as angelic as possible...go bring his wife Aishu all the way to Italy to unite her with her true love, katanya... but only for Aishu to really realise who her true love is at the end of the story.. I definitely had cried a river over this movie.. hehehe
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<br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6666;">6. Jerry Maguire </span></strong>
<br /><span style="color:#000000;">"You complete me"</span>
<br />When at almost an entire movie you think that this Jerry Maguire guy is a moron and a jerk.. he said this 3 lil words that practically change everything. Who won't fall for that huh? especially when a guy as cute and charming as Tom Cruise appear in your living room and confess that 3 magic words in front of your close friends and family?
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<br /><strong><span style="color:#ff6666;">5. He's Not That Into You</span></strong>
<br /><span style="color:#000000;"></span>It's either Love Actually or this movie. I like this kind of movie whereas the story not just revolve around the leading man and woman. So, you would have the romantic couple, the funny ones, the break-ups ones, the sexy one.. all in a movie. The ensemble cast are great as well. The movie is about modern day relationships and how men and women often misconstrue the intentions of the opposite sex which I and a lot of people out there can relate to the story in this movie. The movie sort of self-acclaim that they are not 1 of those cliche chick flick film.. and I definitely agree.
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<br />I admire any woman character who can influence a guy to be a better man..better person. It's such an accomplishment to be a reason behind any man's success or good life. Same as Never Been Kissed, I've read the novel before the movie came out. Since I loved the novel so much, and Landon Carter is just sooo sweet, this movie made it to my Top 10 list. I loved the soundtrack as well.
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<br /></span>You can do and be willing to do anything to be with the person you love. I can't imagine myself, falling in love with someone that obviously out of my league and do everything that I can so that I can be closer to him.. to get his attention and to be worthy of him. At times in the movie, I do feel like, "whyla this girl need to go through all those hassle just for a guy".. but I guess that's what makes it romantic. Sometimes it's not just guys who do all the efforts right?
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<br /><span style="color:#000000;">This movie story a journey of a boy (who then becomes a man) in a pursuit of a fallen star, to prove his love for a village beauty. Whose on earth would do that kann?? At first you may think it is ridiculous.. it is stupid and naive <em>("she just saying that to blew you off, honey..").</em> But, put all the magical nonsense apart.. his intentions and actions are 'meltingly' sweet.. and totally romantic. </span>
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<br /></span><span style="color:#000000;">I'm a sucker when it comes to vintage romance stuffs.. especially the British ones.. The falling in love part..the dating part.. the meet up part.. the proposal.. all look so in etique.. very gentleman-ish.. All this elements are very evident in the movie which I like. Apart from that, like other adaptation films, I like the movie because I like the story, i.e the novel and the characters. </span>
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5902982069173141635.post-83350671139945589832010-02-18T07:37:00.000-08:002010-02-18T08:53:50.084-08:00God=Tuhan=AllahThis is my first 2010 blog entry?? After half-way of February?? huhuhu.. I actually have a lot of things that I experienced last month which I would like to share and write about.. So, the next few new entries would be dedicated to those stories.<br /><br />However, I do have a blog post draft on the issue of "Allah" being used by non-Muslim... I don't know what had happenned there that the writing got stuck half-way.. My lack of knowledge makes me feel that I don't have the right to express what I feel in this matter. In 1 thought, I would think that "what's the big deal?". In my other thought, my mind telling me that "Allah is the name of God (Tuhan) which I and all Muslims worship. Does the non-Muslim worship the same God that I do? If they are not (which I believe they are not), then why use Allah?".<br /><br />Whatever confusion this issue had over me, whether it's wrong or right to allow non-Muslim to use "Allah"..the only thing that I certainly know is right...with my believe as a Muslim, God=Tuhan=Allah.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2