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Review Please

Now is the time to bring back this year resolution. Slap your head and put your cursor at your system clock if you are wondering why. Anyway flashback ... below are the list as per my post last year on the 31st December 2004 for those who are too lazy to click the link. More recent needed fulfilled resolutions: 1. Lose a few kg..if possible more than few ..damn it - Hurray! I am successful here. Hey.. few measly KGs do count eh.. 2. Try to be cheerful.. (baaahhh~) - This is a dreadful resolution , I had completely thrown it out the next day itself. 3. Think positive ( this is a dreadful resolution) - Same as above. 4. TRY to take care of your skin. Beautiful complexion.. AHEAD! - Eh , I manage. Somehow. Look Ma.. no pimples! And more clearer skins than before. Need to watch it somehow since work at crazy hours. 5. Find a job (This is actually a need) - I did. I found 2! 6. Installed broadband.. - Am. In. It. Now 7. Buy more matured clothes (this is a not good resolution) - This is

Yeah, life is grand. What's new?

Baah.. I am not feeling sunshiny. It must be the air. All those rain. Or it must be that dratted sunshine. All bright and shining like that. Trying to lift our spirit. But all we ( ok... I) can do is look outside listlessly thinking... nothing. Hey.. come to think of it, I didn't even noticed it rained today. I was THAT busy. The window was right in front ! Or it had not rain? Why the heck am I talking about rain, while I am blaming the sunshine? I am so confused. Haneem told me somewhere in the line that I must be truly lonely (Thanks a lot girl for pointing that out =p ). Since I blogged a lot! I laughed at that. Me. Lonely? Isn't it? I meant Taqi is blogging no more. He must be happy. Happy = Great Life = Fun = Definitely not thinking suicidal thoughts while listening to sappy songs. Yeah? Are you? Come on Taqi. Don't be coy. The big guy of course is one big happy guy. Nahh.. blog is only his amusement now and then pastime. Mr. Suff blogged a little entry now and th

The Wedding Day Itself.

Notes: I am not in the best of mood. So it may be a short post or sounds weird or whatever and so malas and could not care less about grammars (which I always sorely lack at) or spellings. Okay... Continuation of my sis wedding before I forgot. I woke up the next morning with heavy lidded eyes. Remembered I told you it was tiring yesterday. Well.. that morning, I only felt like I want to be in bed forever. However seeing my sister is already busying herself, I dragged myself out of bed and proceed downstairs to see what can be done. Preparation are being done left and right. So I picked up the slack which somebody left. We need to be in a hurry since the akad nikah ceremony is at 10am. That morning I chose to wear to a simple baju kurung. There is no way I am going to make the same mistake of wearing some sorta kebaya during own siblings wedding. Try rushing from one end of the house to the other wearing a kebaya. Bahhh.. Loose baju kurung enough. However, I need to go to Angsana (whe

Ex~cellent

That should be said in Teenange Mutant Ninja Turtle kinda way. You know. Before the cartoon series went all dark and the ninja turles still have cute eyes. News for today. Jeng..jeng..jeng! I lost more weight yeah~ Not too much to celebrate too since I probably gain more lines around my face. It had been a stressful and kinda weird week. But.. I am going for jeans shopping tomorrow then! My jeans are all pretty pitiful. This week make me feel bad = lost of appetite + busy = lose weight. Then this weekend will goes shoppings jeans and clothes and any gadgets + see countless movies + lookup friends = good mood again and a fat chance of fattening up! Been woke up by niece Alisha who always manage to get into the room and hunt for my spectacles. When I sleep I always put my handphone and spectacles next to pillows. So I don't have to hunt for it when I woke up later on. It makes it much easier .. say if it got emergency like fire.. or bomb attacks or alien invasion and needs to jump of

The one who came .... bearing card and a fake smile

Salesman. Hate it. Telemarketer. Freak of a species who call at dinner time. Sales assistants that ambled at your side while you are window shopping, making you feel poor and inadequate. Really annoying. But at least they are strangers. We can snubbed them. Antagonize em. Be rude to em. What if they are your friends oracquaintances that you usually smile amiably to at kenduri and dinner get together. Say you had not met this old friend of yours. When they suggest for a meeting to chat, you gladly agreed. I meant.. hey.. this is of course your old friend. The one you laughed with. You went say.. to the latest mamak hotspot of the town. Chatted up, rake up a few memories. Then the friend opened up their knapsack. Out came the insurance / latest direct-selling / illegal pyramid scheme/ preposterous time share documents. Damn. Gone are all the amiable thoughts and feelings. You put on this fake interested look at your face and listened and nodded your head. In the end, you have to say som

Found that darned phone cable thingies..

Too bad it is only for my crappy mobile phone. I have yet to hunt the digital camera USB cable. Fear not.. well. I have to take that back. It may and can and should be fear that I would forget that too. I would add it to my to do list... if I can only remember where did I exactly put my to do list... or if I even have one. So the greater number of pictures will have to be put off later. Anyhow, last weekend was my sister's wedding. Things was hectic enough. My family after all is not a large family. We of course could only rely on ourselves. The extended family.. well.. we could not jolly ask em to help us out. They have to do it out of the goodness of their heart. And Thank God that some of them do. Or I will still be stranded at JB trying to heal the numbness at my leg. I arrived at JB at Saturday. It was no fun since the pelamin and hantaran is all finish and done. I was sulking the whole week before at the office. If peoples noticed my moodiness, that was partially the reason

Inane Ramblings

Hey.. its been a long time since I did that. Its not that I do not have any clear topic to blog about. There are a lots of things to tell too.. since I had just got back from my sis wedding. But still a wedding is best appreciated with pictures. This is because I am PLAIN Ol' LAZY. To update with pictures, let me just search for the always missing cable that will link my camera phone and the digital camera to my computer. That of course would take ages. One my many failings apart from being lazy is also procrastinate. So here I am ... Just feel like blogging. And typed about nonsensical thing. Oh this month I will be working the 12.45 pm shift to 10pm shift. This resulted in me being lazy when the clock hit 8pm. Really. Right now ; The office is cold. I can hear the surau reciting Quran verse. Outside is dark. There are less than 5 peoples in the office. Do not blame me if I am lazy. The environment practically begs for it ::Yawn:: And despite my really long list of YM friends, I h

What Ifs...

I remembered something from the book Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm. She was reciting some grammar lessons with her teacher. The words she is reciting , all of them containing, "If she had known, If they had known, If I had known.." She remarked to the her teacher that it is such a sad word. Of all words, the if is the saddest. Whittier quote something like this : "Of all the saddest words , the what might have been is the saddest of all" If, if and if. Its like time lost and never can be gathered. Even though there are there are sayings "No use crying over spilt milk".. "The past is past.." Still don't you think it is interesting if you think about the outcome all about the major decision you had made in your life... The major if in life.. What if my father is still alive? Would I be the person I am now? What if I never opted to go to boarding school? Would i be the semi do not care about peoples thoughts ? What if I had opted to play for the

Dear Aunt Agony,

I don't blog much about my work? I don't know why. I just don't feel like it. Its not that interesting. Or maybe , I just want to forget about it. Its not half bad. I wrote load of emails. Chat with a load of peoples around the world. Get calls from a load of peoples around the world too. Less call nowadays. More chat and emails. By the end of the week ,my fingers are a bit sprained. Its like being Aunt Agony. Dear Auntie Agony, My boyfriend had left me for another man. I feel like dying and slitting my wrist. What does he have that I don't have? Regards, Really lonely gal. ... Only much insult prone. Of course my type of emails is something like this.. Dear Support, Your lousy product had now crashed my computer when I had installed it. I try to call your Support but couldn't get through. Your product is crap. And I wish I had bought your competitor's product instead. I now have to brought the computer to the computer technician and the bills far exceed the pri

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