Dedicated to Nelly and Ahmad, my two bestest frens for the last 10 years!

Wow, I’ve forgotten my password to blog! And the last time I blog was in March. Actually so many things happen, so many new things to put in, my life has become more hectic than usual, and the finale would be my visit to Borobudhur Temple in Jogjakarta, hooray!

Wow (again) I have so many things to write, which makes me need to focus on one topic for once. Well, lets speak about Nelly and Ahmad’s wedding!

We went there quite early and get the best spot, nearby the scrumptious puddings and fruits dessert. The food was excellent, as the caterer is from KLGCC in Bukit Kiara, no wonder.

Nelly donned a perfect French lace outfit with gold cream lining, and the lace cost more than RM 400 per metre, believe me, I was there helping her to pick up the right material for her wedding gown.

I should also note all the VVIPs that grace the day, notably my beloved Rector of IIUM with his wife. Also there to celebrate the union of a lovely couple was Datuk Ali Rustam. Princess Masera hail all the way from Johor and become the guest of honor. Well, there were so many VVIPs in one event I’ve ever encountered. I guess Pak Habib is widely known and well liked by so many people.

Guests were being entertained by Samra all day long. We had a hearty laugh looking at Ahmad trying hard to dance by the Arabian song. Nelly needs to teach Ahmad harder, hehe

I truly envy Nelly nowadays, she lead a happy life and being pampered by both Ahmad and her in laws. At the moment, she stays with her in laws until Ahmad found a lovely house to start a family with full of kids, hehe

To Nell and Ahmad: Congratulations! Am happy for you guys.

vandalising KD Sri Indera Sakti

where the captain steering the ship

proud of this ship...only i know why :-)

before entering the ship

a minute after we boarded

its has been quite some time i blog, well...let me put up some pics, quite recent taken while holidaying in Lumut. we've started the journey around 8pm, even though we've promised to move out of the house at 6pm, ha! as if we can!

we're blessed to be able to mount KD Sri Indera Sakti, a big war ship. it was so much fun as Sarah and Farah has been with me all the way from KL

KD Sri Indera Sakti is The Royal Malaysian Navy vessel who swung into action to save a China-registered ship which was being attacked and boarded in the Gulf of Aden last year

on the last night, we've been served scrumptious seafood in the famous restaurant called Bakau, a must go eateries in Lumut

too bad Nelli and Amat couldn't make it, they're so jealous upon seeing our picture...well,they're so busy with other preparations,wink,wink,hehe

My new favorite song

Gantung
by Melly Goeslaw

Ku harus menemui cintaku

Mencari tahu hubungan kita

Apa masih atau tlah berakhir

Chorus:Kau menggantungkan hubungan ini

Kau diamkan aku tanpa sebab

Maunya apa ku harus bagaimana Kasih

Sampai kapan kau gantung

Cerita cintaku memberi harapan

Hingga mungkin ku tak sanggup lagi

Dan meninggalkan dirimu

Detik-detik waktu pun terbuang

Teganya kau menggantung cintaku

Bicaralah biar semua pasti

Chorus Tentunya hubungan cinta denganmu

Membuat ku sakit

Hingga mungkin ku tak sanggup lagi

Dan meninggalkan dirimu

This is my new favorite song, a good lyrics with a great melodies. and definitely written and sang by my favorite composer. Look over the video clip on You Tube, it has Luna Maya in it!

Slumdog Millionaire is Damn Brilliant!

Nun came over to my house last night in her chirpy self bringing along Slumdog Millionaire dvd. There was so much hype about this movie and I was really looking forward to watch it. We sat together while at the same time ate out dinner on the couch.

My vote is: A

A must see movie that would moves you to tears and at the same time makes you pondering more about your life. It feels good to finally able to watch a great flick rather than settle on horrible movies like Brendan Fraser’s latest lord-of-the-ring-wannabe movie.

Traffic Woes

I’m rather perplexed to see that traffic has been worst day by day. If before I could like reach my office within 40 minutes, but for the past two weeks it takes 1 hour or more.

This has become an intense debate in the pantry for our regular breakfast together. Some give a reason of lower oil consumption thus increase of motorist in the road. It does make sense. If there is a choice, I would prefer to use a public transportation, but only if this public transportation is within walking distance to my office.

As I live in Kajang, the only public transportation available is the commuter. I had a lost love with the commuter; it has been a horror and traumatizes experience ever. I wish the coming PM would really consider upgrading public transportation big time!

Spa Experience

Sarah just YMing me a few minutes ago asking whether I want to join her for a spa. Em, that would be great but doing spa is not my first priority nowadays. My life now resolves around books and endless assignment.

We love to go to spa together before. It was a wholesome experience. The feeling of your body being splash with aromatherapy oil brings you to an endless bliss. So far, the best spa I’ve been to is definitely in Jakarta. Not only because I’ve only paid 50 bucks for three hours Balinese whole body massage, by the masseuse works wonder with my limbs. They’re so professional to that extent offering to scrub my body while I’m naked in the shower. This is true!

Malaysians are still prudent even among the girls. I experienced a shock in my life when encountering bare breasted ladies in the sauna room. I think our group, the only Malaysians who kept our towel intact. Spas in Malaysia charge us ridiculously. I heard that Sembunyi Spa in JW Marriot Putrajaya can reach RM 600 per session. It’s true, a friend of mine has been there, well, she could afford it. With that price, I can pay half of my monthly car loan. Oh, how much I miss going over to spa but I promised myself to a grand spa boutique the moment I graduated.

Melaka trip with my Girls

"places to visit?"

Tomorrow would be a great day as my besties and I plan to go to Melaka. We are kind of happy to get far from KL, am getting tired of endless sight of traffic jam. Initially we plan to stay overnight. I’ve been planned for days to get the approval from my mom. My mom is known to be very strict and such a non-nonsense type of parent. I’ve came out with several excuses for my mom to let me go and unwind with the rest of the girls but the girls has decided to have a day trip instead. Thank God.

I hate to lie to my mom as my mom has the power to spot it rightly. And it saves me greatly from begging and pleading non stop scenario.

Well, Nelly has just YM-ing me telling that the girls would like to bunk in her apartment tonight and asking me whether I would like to join in, it sounds great, it has been awhile since we lepaking in one bed together like old times in Sumayyah.

Melaka, wait for us to rock you down! We’re going to have a great time!

Good Work! Am proud of u!

A friend of mine just calls to give great news. Few weeks before he did submitted a proposal on scouts camping event and hoping for a sponsorship. He sent it to this Majlis Daerah Sukan Manjung, Perak hoping that they have certain allocation for his team. After a few weeks waiting for the feedback, while at the same time not having a high hope, he got a call from them telling that his proposal has been granted. To add more, the grant will be handed by Minister of Sports, Datuk Ismail Sabri (Dafi’s father to everyone) himself on this Sunday.

Apparently, officers in Majlis Daerah are totally impressed with his proposal and they forwarded it to the Minister’s office. The Ministry’s office took notice and will back up more of his plans for the sake of sports.

To this particular fella, Z, way to go man! Am proud of you and hope that you will destine for more greatness. I never doubt your abilities and will support you till the end.

Her Job Title

Title plays an important role in describing you in within a second. By mentioning your title, people can actually conjure up a certain image that they carry everywhere. While chatting with my best friend yesterday, we’ve manage to rebranding a certain title as it would be more sassy and totally out of the ordinary. Such as:

Special ASSistant to the Executive Sucksitary

or

Special ASSistant to the ExSUCKutive Sexytary

Whats yours? hehehe

Jokes for Today

Try to explain womenA man dies and goes to Heaven.
He gets to meet GOD and asks GOD if he can ask him a few questions."Sure," GOD says, "Go right ahead".
"OK," the man says. "Why did you make women so pretty?"
GOD says, "So you would like them."
"OK," the guy says. "But how come you made them so beautiful?"
"So you would LOVE them", GOD replies.
The man ponders a moment and then asks, "But why did you make them such airheads?"
GOD says, "So they would love you!"

i've told you i've been to hiking

"em...i look so gedik lah"

"we've made it! pic taken at Canopy Walk FRIM"

"walking towards parking lot, badan dh lenguh2 hence the picture"

Pics taken in FRIM Kepong

This is strong evidence that I’ve been hiking and walk non stop for 1 kilometer

Scaling-ing my teeth

Nun, my ‘sister’ called up yesterday to check out on me. She wants to drop by at her father’s clinic and wondering whether I want to go as well as I’ve been nagging non stop about my teeth.

It’s been awhile since I had my scaling. Actually, it has been years, the last time I had it was in the year of 2004, in my final year in UIA to be exact.

So, Nun being so generous picks me up at my office and we went straight to Uncle Tajuddin’s clinic in Rawang. It’s not that far from PBD with this new highway.

Dentist always bring shivers down my spine. By looking at all the dental equipment, the steels and the drills is enough to me dizzy and grasp for air. Uncle Taj had to assure me several times and used all his skills in managing patient just to keep me still. I guess if there are sweets nearby, he might resort to coax me with it as I’ve been behaving like 3 years old kid.

Uncle Taj has a magnificent gift in being a dentist apart from he’s a specialist and has being in the industry for over 40 years. I remember the last time I went for scaling, the doctor is being so hard on my gum that it bleeds several times over the course of my treatment. But with Uncle Taj, I hardly bleed; he cleans it perfectly that I can’t find any traces of cavities at all. He finishes it with polishing. It’s damn funny about this polishing thing, the sound of it just like hearing the sound of my car being polish.

He wants to give me a great family discount but since my company covers the bills, I asked him to quote higher, hehe. He deserves it anyway.

Being non- HALAL

I’m easily tired lately due to my hectic schedule. So, in order to overcome my lack of energy, I went to the nearest pharmacy and bought a supplement. I browsed through the shelf, picking up several bottles after bottles to have the right one for my body. The salesgirl quite adamant to give free consultation why I’m in needs such vitamins after vitamins. By the time she finishes, the list has reached more than 10 bottles. Perhaps she genuinely worried over my wary and unkempt look plus with the dark circle.

Somehow, I’ve decided to try on Evening Primrose Oil, I’ve heard that it is good for woman’s blood circle. I’ve taken several capsules until I realize something. There is no Halal logo anywhere on the bottle. Immediately, I stop the intake and let it be in my office drawer for months.

While I rummaging my drawer looking after my file, I’ve found the bottle again and decided to thoroughly check out the brand in a whim. The result is disastrous. Not only has it had no Halal logo, the gelatin in soft gel shell is from bovine source. Yuck!

This is what I found from the net about this bovine:

The biological subfamily bovinae includes a diverse group of 10 genera of medium to large sized ungulates, including domestic cattle, the bison, the water buffalo, the yak, and the four-horned and spiral-horned antelopes

Can I imagine that all this while I’ve been eating non-halal food for weeks? How careless I am in taking serious over the halal issue. I’m being so lackadaisical thinking that since it’s just a mere vitamin, I shouldn’t check before buying and eating it. Halal goes beyond pig and wine, mind you.

I couldn’t forgive myself for being a sloppy. I’m a Muslim, and as a true Muslimah, I should practice good governance on foods intake. From now on, I would be careful, I mean, extra careful in buying things that will goes down the throat.

hiking...history in the making

Friends who close to me know well that I’m far than being an outdoor type of person.

I never indulge in any outdoor activities. I rather sit at home with a great book in hand. That is what I call an ‘activity’. I’m open up for a challenge when my cousins insisted me to come for a hiking yesterday. So far, my definition of hiking only reserve for shopping complexes as I bet no one can walk non stop for hours with shopping bags in both hands. To add more, with high heels nothing less.

We arrived at FRIM by 7am. There are so many people already, some with a complete gear for hiking. Armed with my latest nike, bought in Gold coast, to cheer up my effort, we went up to a hill with other hikers. I’m quite surprise to see so many people at that early morning, some came along with their small kids.

i'll add pics later, see ya!

boycotting phase mode

I’m boycotting Starbucks. Not because my action would actually close down the whole operation but I believe my stands will somehow makes a difference. I’ve received some feedbacks which rather skeptical about the whole idea. Its sound far fetches for a start, does my action will actually makes Starbucks bleed, everyone doubt so, and I doubt it too.

Let hear this first, if ten people choose not to spend RM 10 in Starbucks for one day, Starbucks will lose RM 100 per day. Even though I’m not majoring in Business or Marketing, but surely RM 100 per day means a lot to any business outlet.

I also encourage my cousins to follow my steps, some rather ecstatic about the idea of boycotting Starbucks as we spend most of the time hanging in Starbucks for cuppa of caffeine, surely the place will miss us(money) greatly.

One of my colleagues chided my intention, telling that we can’t really function without American products. Yes, indeed, even I can’t blog without using this American software, like I said before, I do doubt my ability to crash the Jewish economy but I’m doing this for the sake of showing my support for the Palestinians, showing my protest and at least I’m doing something rather sit back and wait for a miracle to come.

Does my action helps? We'll see as i dont have the answer either.

It’s a first step and more to come…

"Kelab Music 1994"

I’ve just putted this pic in FB yet within a second, I’ve receives so many comments. It shows how much we’re missing each other, missing the old days and the beauty of being schoolchildren. Other friends whom in the pic help to tag and named several people that ive forgotten. The pic was taken in 1994 while I was 13 years old hence don’t blame me if I forget few names.

I’m not pretty sure in what event we’re performing, Azreen told me perhaps it was Hari Guru or something. Somehow I still remember that we had practicing non stop for one month. It was so damn fun and we’ve stayed back after school to polish up our skills and went to nearby mamak afterwards for snacks which took longer than practicing time.

Now looking at where we are now, I’m proud to say that we’re still the same like before, full of laughter and amusement, nothing has change.

I wish I would take more pictures before, but we’re not that fortunate like kids nowadays. Not everyone afford to have a camera, even that, we’re borrowing our parents unlike kids nowadays who had their own digital camera.

According to the Gravepine,Datuk Siti...

Two of my classmates are working in entertainment industry. One is in Utusan and another in Astro. While having our break, we always equip ourselves with the most important, vital stories that really matters to life and death, that would be gossiping artists.

Well, yesterday’s latest news would be on Datuk Siti. Poor her, even after two years, Malaysians include me still not letting her free from endless speculation and guesswork. I wonder why her? I mean she is not the only person whom ended up marrying suami orang. Is this because people have so much hope on her and putting her above the pedestal that she could never do any wrongdoings. Em, this is the questions that I’ve been asking myself from time to time as I’ve been so fixated over her latest news lately.

Her so called break up has been splash in the main newspaper yesterday. Not to forget, it was even covered by Chinese and Tamil newspaper. There goes our true Malaysian Muhibah culture,hahaha. Somehow it does makes me wondering is everything ok? If it is true, that would be a catastrophic. I bet Malaysians especially the ladies would overjoyed over her impending breakdown. Believe me, there are some who has given her, the most 3 years of marriage.

I have no comment over this matter, because honestly, I’m on Tengku Zawyah’s (the first bini) side :-p

quiz for you!

Dearie loves to give me quizzes which sometimes irritated me. I know he means well, but his quizzes are rather far fetching from my brain radar. Ok, today’s quiz would be the differences between a sedan and saloon car? He’s sporting enough to let me browse thru the net in finding the answer. But the answer found is rather obscure. Sedan is in British English and Saloon is in American English. Is that all? All I care about car is whether it comes in my favourite color and its fuel consumption.

Previously he used to challenge me about why we need to buy plasma instead of LCD. My answer at first would be “Em, don’t you think that Samsung LCD would look nicer in our living room as it comes with red lining?” Hahaha, I did sounds bimbo at times. So there I go again browsing thru the net, looking everything I can grasp about Plasma and LCD. In other words, I can get extra money doing sales in Senheng shop now.

But somehow I realize his way has profound effect to me in being more knowledgeable, and not taking things into granted. I know a lot of things nowadays that stretch far from handbags, make up and shoes.

Still, I intend to get even. Today’s quiz for Dearie would be:

“What is the difference between matte and moist lipstick?”

Take that baby!

STAT strucks

I was struck with total numbness when Prof Jusang teaches us in Malay last night. I took Statistics before and luckily I still remember most of the terms. But by mentioning those Stat terms in Malay is out rightly funny. Ok let’s have the list:

Variable: Pembolehubah
Median: Memusat (I never realize there are such word as memusat, does it came close to pusat?)

I don’t really mind if he wants to teach in Malay, but why can’t he stick in English when it comes to Stat terminologies. I feel hopeless.

Still, I aim to get an A for this paper. I want to show it to the world, no :-) I just want to challenge myself in getting back at my endless bad marks on Stat before.

the greatest lies ever

http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/worldnews/northamerica/usa/3998664/Holocaust-survivors-love-story-exposed-as-a-fraud.html

I’ve just read this article. No wonder the Iranian President is adamant in telling the world that Holocaust is totally a fabrication. To me Holocaust is merely a great storybook to make the world sees the Jews as a victim thus help to condone their act against Palestine. I hope more lies will be exposed.

happy study

Helmy, my colleague took a day off today, as he’s sending her daughter for her first day of school. Like a normal parent, he’s rather ecstatic with finally accepting that her daughter has move to the next level. I still remember my first day of school, wearing a dark blue pinafore, short hair and all. I was brave; I didn’t cry like other kids or keep looking for parents standing over the window. My mom teaches at the same school too. Well, quite glamour back then, anak teacher, they called me.

Today also is my first day of new semester. Last night, I rummaged my closet searching for a calculator as today’s class would be statistics.

I truly miss my classmate. We had a great semester last year. Well, happy study to me.

BBQ on the last 1 Jan 2009!

" gambar poyo kami"

"busying ourselves wif foods"

yummy!

On the last 1st Jan, we had a BBQ! We did it at my home; others came with endless of pot lucks and thus make the BBQ table overfilled with foods, a fattening one I may add. We’ve decided to make it exclusively for cousins only but parents are much welcome to crash the party. Nadia came with her pasta salad, but we kind of miss her signature potato salad.

I manage to make the partiers drool over my barbequed chocolate melted banana. It was my first attempt and everyone keeps asking for the recipe. Wow, what an accomplishment.

We played charade afterwards, and sadly may team had to bow to other team’s prowess. But still, it was so fun.

ending it with style

My activities on the last 31st January…

a) going out to Alamanda, bought two new shoes, which is so cheap and carry my size
b) watching a movie, the Bedtime Stories by Adam Sandler, a so-so one, Sandler had done better and could do better
c) beat a guy in a game arcade, well, perhaps not a great move, need to feed on man’s egoism, em, whatever, I hate to loose
d) been back at home by 9am, fall asleep immediately…

(the post above shows my so unadventurous mode in celebrating the New Year, while others shouting happy new year loudly,singing Auld Lang Syne, but i've gone deaf over nonstop ringing of messages from well wishing friends, does it mean that I lead an unglamorous life? hehehe)

just a humble servant

I ended the 2008 with a doa and start my 2009 with a doa too. As I believe I’m just a humble human that needs Allah’s blessing in order to walk in His land.

Some of my relatives came over to my home and we had our last Asar of 2008 lead by my uncle whom kind of imam in our family. Cousins from all over places came over too and we recited doa akhir tahun in unison, to mark the end of the year and showing our gratitude to Allah that helps in strengthening our family.

I’m praying that after all, all that I have with me, every single thing, a great family and friends, my car, and my dresses that fill in my closet, my so damn many shoes and handbags is all come from Allah. Without Him, I’m nothing.