Wednesday, December 29, 2010

I rambles on and on and on

So it's the long Christmas holiday, that should not affect me since I'm not on holiday. But it does! Why? I don't have a lot of defects! I don't have to turn off my computer at 8 pm ! I don't have to grumble about my work in Twitter! All because the good people in Belgium are having their off days.

In the home front, all is good. I am still lazy doing housework, and keep putting off to scrub the kitty areas. It really looked deplorable now, and I can't procrastinate that disagreeable job. Tetapi thinking about housework makes me ill. So many fun things to do instead. Like lounging around looking at Twitter. Watching Jdorama. Reading the Walking Dead. Jalan-jalan alone or with friends or family. Tetapi I still need to clean the damn area and bake me some muffins. All because ade orang tu tak reti habiskan fruit die. And because the kitties tak boleh do their own housework. 

Talking about the kitties, they woke up at 4.30 a.m. today and decided to have a party in my room.  Memang nak kena cepuk sesekor. 

Oh and I've been looking for a new affordable phone. I can't really afford the Iphone 4 price, and most good smartphones are around that price. I can't take the telco plans either, because I'm planning to stay as a subline under my husband. Mostly because he's paying the phone bills, also because if he went outstation di mana2 where I can call him and overseas charges does not apply, we can call each other for hours without worrying the charges. So that leaves mid range phone for me, which really does not make me quiver with excitement. HTC Desire Z is out of the question, tho I like it. Tak mampu la aku.

What happened to my Blackberry. Well, I'd terminated the BIS service, since it decided to go AWOL on me. Coupled with the fact that my free Blackberry phone is acting up (battery is terrible, can't download nor update any apps), I decided to just discard it altogether and not going to Blackberry again, since I'd beginning to hate the BIS now. Maybe when Blackberry have cuter designs kut. So those who had added me on Blackberry, boleh lah delete aku sekarang, since I'm not continuing the service. Sile contact aku on Whatsapp. Tapi tak boleh contact lagi, aku tak beli phone lagi. Sekarang my Blackberry is only good for calling and sms. Baik pakai Nokia 3310 je kan. 

Tomorrow aku planning nak tgk wayang. Been a while since tengok wayang, and probably gonna watch Harry Potter because Harry Potter movies usually looks good on the cinema screen. Bile tengok kat TV, rase macam there's something missing aje. I am thinking if I should buy the Signature one, tapi seat die semua in double. Adalah awesome kalau beli tadek orang kat sbelah. Sekali kalau ade. And orang tu smells? Or worse, like to make commentary throughout the movie? Tak ke rasa nak curah air coke kat sbelah. 

This reminded me when I went to watch movie with husband a while back. We got in early, and just about to settle in excitedly waiting for the trailers. Sekali ade bau busuk menerpa kalbu. Jenis mulut tak reti tutup, I asked loudly, "ehhhh... knapa bau stokin busuk ni. Busuk gile" . I honestly thought it just the general smell of the wayang, banyak wayang bau kepam kan. Sekali depanku ade kapel rempit ni, and the guy had just opened his sogging wet shoes and wants to dry off his socks. Tak pasal2 dengar 'luahan' aku die kena pakai balik kasut. Kesian la pulak kan. Aku pulak dah termalu dan terdiam. Tapi jugak tak sanggup nak bau busuk itu.

p/s: All these ramblings, aku malas nak check what sorta error up there. Also aku rase mcm aku dah cerita pasal kesah stokin busuk tu. Lantak la. Tak igt.

Friday, December 24, 2010


I have no mood to type written words because well, I want to type and complain and such and such, but then I really do not care to be one of those bloggers aight.

So I'm gonna put the 2 makhluk berbulu pictures just for fun. *at the time I am typing this, I can hear they are killing each other downstairs and I assume spreading their bulu everywhere*

What is this disgusting looking picture you say? It is a mashed up telur pindang mixed with kicap. I love it. Those who are not familiar with telur pindang, don't like the smell (the taste is not any different from the usual telur rebus, maybe a tad bit 'rempahy'). I however as a Johorean to the core, absolutely love the smell and taste of it. Instead of eating it with nasi beriani, I like to make it as snack and eat as such. My husband nose would crinkled in disgust when he saw this. Maybe because telur pindang could also make you a bit gassy and his nose is just crinkling in disgust in anticipation of what to come. Hoho.

The blurry pic above is of Fasha trying to grab my snack. Fasha have a habit of being very interested in whatever I am eating. Never my husband, it is always me. If I brought home any snacks, even chocolates, and she heard the plastic crinkled as I opened the packaging, she will run like mad and be like this. 

Yups, she will sit in front of me until I finished eating hoping that I would at least give her some crumbs. Yes, I am watching Gossip Girl at the time. And yes, collar pink Fasha tu rupa sungguh mangy. I had changed it to another one more color appropriate to her (silver - blue). She was never suited for pink, but my husband kept on buying pink collar for her.

Bulu perut dah macam biri2

Kurap however is suited for pink, and here she is at her favorite place when I was working from home this past week, (besok tidak, aku datang opis). I think every day for this week, I took her pics in different poses (while I was bored doing work from home) at the same exact place.

Hoh. So sekian entri bergambar pasal kekucing saya. Kalau sudah ade kids jugak, I will make double entries, satu utk kucing satu utk anak.

Monday, December 20, 2010

The world was and is fucked up

I was reading some news, about the brutal killing of a girl and wondered if the world had become more heartless.

Then somehow, I was brought to the memories I had when I was in my primary school, maybe because the name of the victim reminded me of one of the girls in primary. In my all girls school there used to be 2 kids that is mentally handicapped (I am not sure what exactly the correct term, mentally challenged maybe?). One of the kid is a bit obnoxious since she talks and brags a lot and us kids being bratty kids, we looked down on her when we should be more understanding. However, looking back, I don't think that she ever realized that, and if she did she never shows it. I am glad nonetheless that I always had my manners on when I talk to her as young and naive as I was.

The other girl is even more pitiable. Even back then us bratty girls pity her. She is painfully shy. She was a big girl, somewhat disheveled but always with a smile on her face I don't know exactly what her illness might be, just that she is very awkward, smiles a lot, and often you don't really know if she really understand what we are saying. I can't remember of hearing her voice. Maybe she did talked, but it must be rare that I have a problem remembering it. Day by day in school I think she just going through the motion, copying what other does, but never understanding. However even from such a young age, she is what you might called, her body matured. While many of us, were flat chested, she already had big breasts. 

And I can't remember exactly how we know this, but she must have told someone, we heard that a group of boys harassed her after school. Sexually harassed by trying or even got to fondle her boobs. She was depressed for some times after that. And us girls are horrified and angry for her. At the time she was like a 3 year old child stuck in a 12 year old body. And this group of boys thought it would be ok to molest a mentally ill girl. 

So the state of the world even then is just as horrifying as it is now. 

I wondered what happened to those 2 girls. I hope they received a good care that they deserved.

Sunday, December 12, 2010

The youngest is the fairest of all

I am still reading Grimm's Fairy Tale. Many of the stories in it that deals with a young man finding a good maiden, if there happens to be a choice to be made among sisters, it is always the youngest of the sister who is the most fair, have the most goodness of heart or the most clever (well rarely a heroine in Grimm's is clever). Wouldn't it be the youngest is the most foolish thus less worthy of a happy ending?
Is it a custom a long ago to view the youngest among all the available women , as the most desirable. What am I asking? In the age of Botox, of course the younger you are the better you are perceived.
Initiall I want to say this in twitter tapi its too long. So mobile blog it goes.

||Sent while on the go. Or on bed.||

Thursday, December 09, 2010

Kemalasan berblogging

Its been a while since I blog. Like really blog. Not like some crappy updates. But heck, all I ever do from the beginning is to give crappy updates. And you know what usually hindered me to blog, the thought of finding, editing and uploading pics. When I thought of blogging and updating pictures to it, I always goes like "Malasnyeeeerrrr"  and procrastinate.

I don't know about other people, but even the thought of finding relevant pics on the net kinda put me off blogging. All I want to do is type out random nonsense dammit.

 Then before this I always blog on a work hour. Before that work is unfulfilled and all that boring stuffs. Not that nowadays work is becoming awesome in every way, but I guess I am growing up and I think its more important for me to do the work first. Blogging rase tak senang when you got some codes still not sort out (padahal I got 2 services need sorting out ni tengah blogging ni ape cerita ni). 

Maybe I have time to blog more at home. Well, more later I guess.

Monday, December 06, 2010

Ngomelan yang random

Kucing aku ni taw. Suke betul berbaringan depan monitor and sepak everything on the desk to the floor.

Well, my husband had board the plane. Aku tak hantar ke KLIA because I argued its easier for him to take a taxi rather than I send him to KL Sentral, and he knows KLIA is quite impossible for me. Aku boleh pergi, tapi balik gerenti sesat!

Anyway, its basically me and the cats now. Tak best. Nak pergi rumah my sis la after this. Oh, and I found my Anne of the Island books. Ok. Tak boleh blogging. Dengar kucing2 kat bawah buat ape tah. Hati tak senang kena check apakah makhluk berbulu tu nak destruct kat rumah ni lagi.

Maybe later I'll blog about my Anne books.

Friday, December 03, 2010

Entry yang Emoism

Aku rase nak berenti keje ikut husband pergi Turkmenistan aje la. Stress ok. I was suppose to do some codes that need me to change the date automatically. Do you know how many possibilities there are? How many possibilities of you want to change the start date and end date in many many different way?( added: for multiple records and for various time periods) .  It just feel so complicated and I thought  had finished with that, obviously I didn't so aku emo.

So what I want to do is just sit in a room and mumble incomprehensible things.

And Kurap telah berak di atas karpet. Gah! I couldn't marah her because it is partly my fault since I am much too tired and too lazy to open the back door for her to do her business early this morning. Tapi time aku penat tu lah, time die tak tahan nak berak. And if I didn't have to go back to JB tonight aku basuh je karpet tu sendiri besok pagi. But I do, so the next best thing sebelom karpet tu jadi lagi cilaker, is sending it to a dobi. Which the cost is like perghhhhh. I am not happy with how this Friday start I tell you. 

Well, ada lagi ke mende aku nak emo? Ada kut. My husband going to Turkmenistan this Monday for months and I don't like being alone in a somewhat big house with all those empty rooms all by lonesome. Tengoklah nanti, bile die balik kucing di rumah dari 2 dah jadi 5. Muahahaha. 

Ok lah sambung keje and sambung being emo.

p/s: Fasha been very good girl lately and tak kencing merata sangat. Well at least on places I could see. Sekali aku spring cleaning and jumpa bekas kencing habislah belang itu. And no, you can't really smell her pee unless there is a lot.

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