The quest of a bookaholic

My favorite cheap book stores stop before this was Payless. Pretty cheap, however the books are usually kinda dated. Not saying that old authors are not great.

But kenkadang you also want to join in the hype of reading a new book right. Like.... all of them are talking about this book so I want to read that too but I already buy loads of clothes, shoes and foods thus I cannot afford to dole out RM30++ for books.

I heard about the Book Xcess from some people in the blogosphere in Amcorp Mall. Its too way out for me. Manage to drop by to see if the books are really cheap last weekend (since I really really want to read Phillipa Gregory; The Other Boleyn Girl) ... and true to form, I bought 2 books for my ever expanding collections. ( ok lah tuh 2)

The Other Boleyn Girl - RM17.90

The Resurrectionist - RM9.90

So it cost all together less than RM30 for 2 books rather than I bought one at the usual price for RM34. Heeee. Happy!

I guess if there is a book I really want to check out and its quite new, I have a comparatively cheaper place to go to. Yeay! If I somehow manage to go all the way there again.

Though I did a little once over and could not find Neil Gaiman books and not too much Sophie Kinsella titles. But I maybe wrong. The website provided a list of books that they had in stock (which I occasionally browse if I think I may need to drop down around PJ again). The counter were hogged by customers which was a good sign for the owners but I did nigglingly wished that they move somewhere else (or at least ke tepi sikit) as so I can pay quickly.

But its just a minor annoyance and the staff there is very friendly, which melt my brittle annoyance a bit.

So I got my all my book raiding place straight now.

Old books, want to buy = Payless

Feeling cheap, want to try out a particular author and do not want to buy at all = Rent-a-book.

Feeling a tad cheap and want to buy/try a particular author that renting do not have = Xcess

Feeling kaya and really want to buy a book, a must have book, no where else does the book can be found = Everywhere else.

Buffy comics graphic novels = A little mamak magazine shop at Ampang point. Very cheap lor! Have to wait a while la tapi.

Lazy Part 18th (I just throw in a number)

I am too lazy to update.

No idea. No whatever. Dila need to get her groove on. (Don't you just hate that Disney movie Emperor's New Groove cartoon?).

But whenever did Dila ever had her groove? Back in 2005?

Dila also need to stop referring herself as a third person. (which I think had now been referred as a fifth person. But if not first... what is the second?)

To make it worth your visit... here's a baby. Now say 'auuuwww' and you can move on to another more informational/delightful page.

The 5 songs that are.....

The 5 songs that I used to love but are absolutely ruined to me by...

1. Iris by The Goo Goo Dolls - Ruined by emo people



This people who keep on posting this damn song or the lyric over the title of their blogs or IM or confession on how this song completely understand them. Urm, yeah. So does about a hundred other people that said the same thing. Go and congregate there.


2. Creep by Radiohead - Ruined by pretentiousness.



I love Radiohead. I do. Some of their albums are the few albums where I really like all the songs shoved inside the album. But this song...is ruined by a gaggle of pretentious pop loving jiwang 'ppl' who I swear only heard this song years after when a certain event cometh and gone, as so that they want to appear cool to their mates or crushes who loves band music so that they would find it kewl that they like rock music too. Whatever. I am as pretentious as they come. But I love this song before I even know rock music is kewl. And the repeated playing while gushing make the song .... ruined for me.


3. More than Words by Extreme. - Ruined by jiwang people.



I was young and foolish once. I like this song, once! Hey. I know that some of you have a secret folder that contain Britney, Celine or PCD type of songs. But an unfortunate attempt to be romantic and be all guitar strumming over the telephone with the background of guffawing laughter from the boys had made me to bade farewell to any positive feeling toward this song. Or any future/past attempted songs being played live dedicated to moi. Called me cold. But I abhor that kinda thing. It make my gag reflex go all active.


4. Any songs by Ronan Keating - Ruined

I love Ronan Keating. Hey I love Boy Zone and that Stephen boy before I knew he was gay. He got a great voice. Oh the reason on why it is ruined? Reason withheld.


5. Any Indonesian band songs. - Ruined

Why? Heck. I don't need a reason. It was just ruined for me.


I may have more.. but this is all I can think about and you can say the top 5.

UPDATED

It seems that I do have more...

6. I want to add this fuckin Darkness song into the list too



And why? Why not? Tell me the hell why not? Anybody? Ugh

p/s: {edited out due to own reason not wanting to disclose} Hahaha. Ah, come on. Blog is created for pent up emotion per...

Not another Zombie Movie

• Set in an abandoned school


• Near a top secret high tech military base complete with a satellite dish


• Zombies attack!


• Zombies can move as fast as the zombies in 28 Days Later if they chose to.


• The above and the below are all Part 2


• Survivors from Part 1 Zombies attack had now been infected or still surviving.


• I had no idea when Part 1 had take place just that it had happened and now Part 2 is in progress


• Zombies infection had now weakened. A mere scratch would not infect you. However the zombies can smell you much better now.


• The military did nothing but watch people keep on getting pick off one by one to be eaten by zombie using their satellite dish.


• The darned satellite dish somehow can also function as some sort of laser ray to blow off anything to mere smithereens, which they chose not to use.


• All this is a government conspiracy, where an experiment is being conducted using ordinary people who had encounter with zombies put in the same place to see how they would survive against zombies.


• The zombies are kept by the government.

p/s 1: Not a review. Nor a movie. Nor a book. Nor a comic.


p/s 2: Welcome to the bizarro world of Dila's dream where monster and zombies make their debut in a weekly basis.


p/s 3: Actually not a bad plot for a movie or a badly written book/graphic novel yar.

Tis Cold Today While Sunshiny Outside

So that my friend is my weather report of the day.

The server is not doing its job properly. So... I can't enter the system we are working on. I can't go in SAP system for thingies. I can't basically do anything except blog. (Like I really work anyway)

A great day indeed.

Let's recount what I did in the weekend.

I went to Saisaki last Friday night for some Japanese buffet. I declared then by the end of the dinner, while doing some breathing exercises as to keep myself from vomiting due to overeating (heh), that I would not set foot to another Japanese buffet again. But after a few days when my stomach and appetite is back to normal, I guess it is quite all right to go back again. I am still lamenting the fact that I missed the baby octopuses. Gah! I was waiting for that and I forgot all about it after seeing the long array of sushi, tempuras and teppayakis ( my favorites).

The weekend was filled with guests to see the new baby. I was bone tired. My tapak kaki are tired from all those climbing up and down the stairs to get baby things or other errands and various other necessities that need for me to be in and out of the kitchen and house. My back actually aches that I winced in pain whenever I need to lean forward a bit. I am having osteoporosis in a ripe old age of 25.

The baby just got out from hospital and yesterday together with him (the little wee) , I had to also jemur myself in the sun. Bawak jalan2 out in the sun for the age old cure of 'demam kuning'. Today lah baru terpikir sepatutnyer letak je dalam kereta while I can languish in the aircond and the sound of the radio. Heee.

Last weekend since Gohan insisted, hehe.. the 4 "tertop" telah pon menjamu laksa johor, nasi lemak dan pelbagai jenis juadah in Sabtu. Well, its also for the other guests that came to see the baby. So tumpang sekaki la menjamu, right. It feel just like raya. Guests. Families that rarely seen. Heh. Laksa Johor. Dish washing incessantly. Yups. Memang like raya.


Thus I wake up on Monday feeling like .... I had worked a 5 days week. (Nampak sangat pemalas).

Hehe... I have no idea what to contribute. Later.

A New Tyke

Introducing a spanking brand new baby boy that the stork had just brought in today.



Muhammad Abid.

Inherit our family nose, but all else he looked like his dad. Adalah sungguh tembam. Hahaha. And I think he probably inherit our family plump cheeks too.

Eh. He's my nephew.

Preparations Pbbtthh

I got no work. Its raining. I am cold. I am sitting next to the pantry where every footstep is a deafening noise.

I want to complain!!! Naturally.

Its about my wedding prep. And I promised I won't complain much after this. And I won't blog much about the wedding preparation. Biar surprise. Though I doubt it is much of a surprise to my friends who have to hear to the tiniest of details. Tima kasih la Sheema and Lini kerna slalu dengar aku bitchin regarding wedding preparation.

The money is pouring out. I am on a strict diet (but tidak makin kurus. Makin gemok adalah. Stress eating kut?) due to my lack of monetary funds. No money to buy fun things = Very Sad Dila. So quit asking me to belanja la. I might just bite your head off.

My fiance adalah cepat stress apabila I talk to him regarding need to call this or that or need to do this or that. Gah!

I loathe people who gives advice AFTER I made a decision. OR People who wanted to advise me on certain things when I had informed that I wanted this to be done a certain way. I am stubborn mule. No matter how lovely it looks to your eyes, I will cringe whenever I see it. My wedding. Kalo nak sangat that thing to be done your way of loveliness, then get married yourself.

I got a headache whenever I mentioned the color of my wedding. They will go like "eh?" "really ar" "not dull ke" or "what about this color". First of all. I had dead set on the color. Second of all. It can be anything. If people wanted to ask me regarding freaking color theme of my wedding or what color is certain thing going to be, I am going to say "UNITED COLOR OF BENETTON" . Anything goes. Ikut suke aku. Perlu ke aku ulang? MY FREAKING WEDDING.

Family members. I don't know how it happened. I think those who are married will completely understand. And for those yang single and planning to one day, let me warn eh.... things would not go your way at all. One day you are planning for this kind of flower, the next day 8 family members (directly related or 2 or 3 remove) will vetoed you of your decisions while you meekly sit at corner twiddling the tip of a cushion while nodding and murmuring in agreement. Takpe. Kalau anyone will bitch that may wedding is not that pretty.. I will just salahkan orang lain. Or maybe you yourself.

That paragraph above is a complete opposite to the paragraphs before that. Hence the stress blog posting.

Baru bulan 3. My wedding is on bulan 11 (dearest friends and acquaintances, please clear your schedule around November eh ). But OK. At least if I am stressing out so early, mungkin tak gelabah by bulan 10. Tidak?

Lazy Part Tah Berapa

Laziness pervades.

Various aches and pains.

One eye continuously to be red. Maybe something wrong on how I apply make up. Or clean em.

Still no baby. Nephew I meant. Anticipating one... any moments now.

Gotten a bit lazy playing Sims Hospital. But by God, I will finish em. Have been playing it on and off for 7 years and still didn't finish it. Due to various reasons.

Still haven't watched 27 Dresses. Planning to.

It is raining all the time. Freaking cold. Make you want to lie around all the time.

Seen Water Horse. DVD. Pretty good quality. Nice story. Kinda cheesy though.

This is a filler post if you still hadn't gotten that yet.

Vices and Versus

For the first time ever in yearsss. I managed to watch an hour long drama Melayu and be thoroughly entertained. In a good way!

Now.. I do not know if this very rare occurrence take place due to Effi's MBI or his insult on my BM (LOL), or the dry up of series in the La La Land, but I found myself transfixed in front of the idiot box.

Oh the cerita? Its Vice Versa. And its just my luck to watch it on the first episode.

Taken from TV3 site, the sypnopsis:

Couple dynamics is given a whole new meaning in vice Versa. Things get interesting when the men get together..but that's nothing compared to when the ladies start talking when they meet. Perspective matters at the micro level as well as in the big picture. And when it comes to men and women, perspective is rarely the same.

Kinda like Lipstick Jungle, but with less the gloss and glamour and the added perspective of men. Actually its an interesting concept. The first half an hour, they show the women side of things, em bitching about men, basically what their say. Then the next half an hour, they show the men bitching and thoughts and stories which correlates with the event on the first half an hour, only looking on from their perspective.

I may even watch again. Gasp! My sister shouted at her husband that I am enamored with a Malay drama and I refused to budge in front of the TV. Basically making fun of me. I may never hear the last of it especially if my brother get hold of this fact. (The bro whom I love to torment with the theme song of "Gerak Khas". He is in absolute denial that he had ever argued with me years dahulu in the matter of him wanted to watch GK while I was watching Friends, which was in the same time slot)

I do however have some 'thorns' with some of the thing in this story, that seems persistently to be in almost every typical Malay drama. Grrr...

The script is still cringe worthy at times. But hey! I don't cringe as much as others. And to be fair some English series also have pretty cringey moments and lines.

Orange juice. I don't know if anyone else notice this, but almost all drama Melayu, in the restaurant scene ke ape ke... the drink of choice is always... always... freaking orange juice. I think this reason alone is why I abhor ordering orange juice. And don't think you Vice Versa can get away with this, since I could see briefly an orange juice the main character had with her meal.

When they dine, it is always at some swanky restaurant where there are very little people, with real cloth napkin, and 2 tablecloths. I totally get if you are on date or meeting a client, for dinner. Tapi lunch hour? For chit chatting?

Office yang... do not look much of any offices I ever encountered upon. I won't give so much crap on this since prolly my encounters with offices are only limited to boring depts only. Maybe filming company office does look swanky, clean, no files everywhere, have leather chair, lots of space and some exotic looking standing lamp to boot. But when would I get an office in a drama Melayu that look like any other crap offices that I seen so far?

The business dealings. Come on drama Melayu scriptwriters. Jangan malas2. Take pride in your work. We always get that Character A are handling some sorts of business. What kind of business? Why does these deals needs to be done in overseas? What kind of clients? Who are your mysterious clients? If you are doing a 'cerita' regarding career woman, a little insight on the career would be mighty helpful.

The argument between parents done in front of children. Now. To be fair again, this might be a part of the story on how parents should NOT argue in front of the children. But adalah cara ditunjukkan like its freaking okay for a parent to argue in front of their children pasal child support and on how the father is a lazy bum. Ini sampai anaknya tidak lalu makan roti canai la oi mengenangkan bapaknye tadek duit. I do hope they address this problem, which that its never OK to argue in front of your children. Inilah punca2 relationship and trust issues ok. And so I will wait for several episodes more before bitching on this again.

Well... these are the sorts of discrepancies that I found irritating in most Malay cerita or redundant and seems to be also prevalent in this one.

But I am also a kind and generous ruler criticizer. I will admit that

• The story is engaging
• The script is better than the usual craps
• The actors and actresses are a great batch of talents.
  
• Its funny that Aziz M Osman and Nur Aliah Lee are willing to play the part of the divorced couple. They seems to do it in great fun too
• The fresh new outlook
• The theme song and the 'joget' by the actresses at the beginning is so terrible and corny and not to be taken seriously that its enjoyably watchable
  

p/s: Egad! A blogworthy sorts of history where I posted a recap regarding Malay drama? Wow!

Only Six

I read this post from Vincent earlier this morning. Then as I browse the articles in the StarOnline, I came across this.

A 6 words memoir.

To quote Smith, " Everyone has a story. Can you tell yours in six words? "

After finishing up my puny works, I opened up .doc and began to think and type and backspacing and type and highlighting and deleting and typing.

They said be honest. But be honest in just 6 words.

After several more of this backspacing, and typing and deleting. The .doc now only have 2 lines.

Lemme cheat a bit. Between the 2 alternatives, I believe one if the line is not really a story. I looked at it and think, this is only a description of me, which is....

Am a ventriloquist without a dummy.

So ... what is my real story?

Constantly dreaming. Never reaching. Always pondering.

Summed me up pretty nicely aight. Now, what's yours six words story?

Pointless

I am thinking hard. Its hard for me to find a really .... one opinion post... I meant you know. Type a story about jelly beans. JUST jelly beans, without getting off base and telling tall tales of bugs on the next paragraph.

I am used to the idea of my blog as a free expression of my mind as so I pity you my readers in asking you to read my thoughts as they jump from one place to the others. Also I do not have any witty post... to entertain y'all.

Whatever. Some of you are still sticking around for God's know what reason. Haha. But I do thank you for being my visitors and even to some that are my silent visitors.

Now.. the above paragraphs are actually me warming up to writing. Usually by this time my slow acting brain would had conceived a feeble plot for a blog post. Alas my feeble brain today failed you and me.

So now. You are left with this pointless post. Maybe you readers can give me suggestions or asked me what you want to know. But I shuddered at your suggestions before (ceritakan pasal my exes !! my many exes!! ..... now as amusing as that for an entertaining read... I still feel a little bit of respect to em and of course tis too embarrassing for me. And one or two of em might be even reading this blog. Ops.. and I may had slipped a story or two about em before) and I might not like some of your questions. Prolly I as a M'sian blog administrator, inadvertently mengamalkan dasar2 hipokrit Malaysia in moderating my posts and comments. Maybe. Still... my blog aight, my territory.

So... are you still reading readers? Maybe I am typing this alone... and no one is reading this anymore past the several pointless paragraphs. Not worrying. I would not waste your time nor mine any longer.

On a bright side, if I feel like it, I might post again later tonight.

Once Upon an ... Egad!

Do I even need to comment on the election result?

A lot had been said, many a jubilant, some with angry words. Me... I am sad. Haha. I don't know. I am a little sayu with BN many defeats. I do have to agree that a change is needed and BN need to recognize that somehow ruling by majority may not always worked or perhaps BN need to improve more within. But what's done is done eh and I am no certified observer or whatever to make an intelligent remarks out of this. However, it would make for an interesting years ahead (Hope the interesting would not translate to even more rants and difficulties).

And a little side note swipe: I stand behind Pak Lah decision to continue as PM, even though there are some things I don't agree on; what he did or his choices.

So my election comment would end here.

And I am coming up with nada a topic.

Ah yes... I am however coming up with a several persistent plots for a short stories. This usually came before sleep and ended up with me not remembering what it is all about the next morning.

It is usually of most horrible and vicious tale. I am seriously considering that I might be a little psychotic. And I am kinda of afraid my stories.

My thoughts ran full steam ahead of some murder child and child ghost stories type. Then I get too petrified to even think of it. My mind then start to conjure of white ghost child coming at me beside my bed staring with beseeching eyes. Gah!

Then I get to be a real loon for a while where I had a thought if I pen this story down and nurture it, give it a soul, a voice to speak to the world, it will then come to life and wants to keep me company. Then I begin to really thought that if 1 story can come to life, then all the other stories I had conjured up before this will then come to life and the monsters and killers and ghosts and restless spirits will always dance their merry ways all around me at all the freaking time!

What delicious thoughts to be having before going to dreamland! I then am too freaking terrified to sleep and begin to imagine of Care Bears and rainbows and many colorful flowers which obviously dull the mind senseless and lolled me to sleep!

All of the above do not make sense whatsoever. Well.. I am updating just for the sake of updating. Maybe I will have more ... coherent post later. We'll see. Damn, I am wanting some roast chicken.

I am so glad tomorrow is Election day

because:

1. The newspaper will go back to report the usual morbid story of rape, killers, murders, robberies and grandma sending snatch thieves to hospital *kowtow to grandma* rather than the fake-smile bakal wakil and whatever shaking hands with orang kampung or reports on how utterly 'rawkin' Malaysia is.


2. I am tired of everyone voicing out their election thoughts. Sorry Effi, *grins*; but too many blogs are telling people who to vote or not to vote or why they are voting or not voting... or Govt sucks or the Govt is the power that should be... or .. I can go on and on and you can bet if you click any Malaysian's blogspot link, 1 out of 3 blogs you will find one of these topics... that I am like.. Gah! It got so tedious that I am thinking of all these talk are beginning to reminisce of 'kedai kopi' talk with no action.

But... if they think they are great, BN sucks and Opposition parties sucks more ... do like another grandma (I am however amazed and a lil doubtful on why she did this.. yeah I couldn't be arsed to read nor watch the whole thing. But still how amazing grandmas are nowadays.) .Also, I know, I know. Their blog. Their say. But my blog my say also what. Hah!


3. No more false promises. We can continue to live in our drab, complaining but expensive existence.


4. The goddamn posters are getting on my nerves. I have to walk around in circles at time to find a way out of these monstrosities of mountainous posters.... (I wish I took a picture to prove this point).


5. The sleep inducing commercials of people of various races telling how ... I don't know what they are informing actually since its the Most. Boring. Commercial. Ever. People just sit on a chair at study or living room. And talk. I was comatose with boredom to really hear what they are saying. Is this the same person behind the really boring commercial with MAS recently? Its the same concept of people sitting and talking about their experience that at first I thought they are talking about the airline. Fire that team!


p/s: will not be looking forward after the election for 1 thing. The inevitable increase in everyday price, no matter who won.

p/s: No hols? To make up for my impending encounter with the asses of many cars in NS highway?

Writing for Dummies

I am reading Neil Gaiman again. Smoke and Mirrors. A collection of his short stories. I never really liked short stories. I prefer to read short stories online. But his are particularly delicious and also sometimes scared me a little whenever I am tucking myself into bed. (Note to self: Don't read scary books before going to bed) . I might just buy another Neil Gaiman short stories M for Magic (is that right Jannah and Gon?)

Also there is not a writer in the world that can inspired me to write something down. He did tho. I am afraid I might unintentionally copied his style as am too amateurish to have a particular style (or perhaps talent). However.... the writing is all up in my head. I can't seem to find the time nor the heart to really sit down and write out the events that transpired through my head.

Thus I am convinced that I can never be a writer. Too pemalas and it takes such times and various brain waves (Let's not forgetting talent yar).

My days are spent gazing at computer for far too long that the thought of plunking down somewhere and typing... well it makes me just long for bed. Oh. Today I am not feeling that sleepy compared to yesterday and the day before that. I am however grumpy.

Idle chat is so not me so early in the morning. I will usually grunt with eyes half close whenever people talking to me.

What's the point of the pic above? The cat or the motorcycle? Or would I came up with some witty LOL line KITTEHZ WANT RIDE (what is the dratted site the one Zye like to go to :P) ?

I don't know but I just find it cute. Shoot me. I'm a girl.

Dimmed

Dils : Saye nak meal no. 3 ye.

DCGFF : Ok. Akak nak drink ape? Akak bole pilih dari options ni *while showing a menu for hot beverages consisting of only coffee*.

Dils : Erm... ade ape lagi selain coffee ye?

DCGFF : Kite ada selection ni *showing the menu again*. Akak boleh pilih mocha, capucchino , mochachino, freakin chino...

Dils : Arrr. Ye. Yang lain??

DCGFF : Kami ade choice yang ni *Gah! She's showing the stupid menu again!*

Dils : Ok. Tapi saya tak minum coffee. Ade drink ape lagi ye?

DCGFF : *still showing the stupid menu again!!! while prattling on about the goddamn coffee.*

Dils : *about to either strangle the girl with the stupid menu or spell out my question slowly*

Fiance : Erm.. teh ade?

DCGFF: *saying brightly* Ade.

Dils : OK. Saye ambik teh. *said in a tight voice and smile*

DCGFF: So ....*she continue on to proceed to rattle of our orders*


* DCGFF - Dim Cashier Girl working at Fast Food restaurant.



Fiance is defending her honor by saying she's blur since it is still pagi at the time (not that early pon) . Tapi janganlah blur camtuh skali kalau dah berkali-kali soalan yang sama you are still spouting off the same answer.



p/s the first : I had been known for being blur dulu.... tapi after 3 questions???? really??? Not that I have anything against blur people... tapi berkali-kali tu... soalan yg simple..non coffee drink (the line of questioning went on a bit longer, I think I asked her about 4 or 5 times. Gah!)

p/s the second: People might ask why didn't I just asked specifically for tea but that's because I want to know what other options are there... Milo, Hot Coco, Juice (the possibilities are endless here)...

Food Take to Walk. This does not make sense.

Paragraph in points. Or points in paragraph. Whatever.

Secret Recipe baffled me. Went to lunch at Secret Recipe to get the Soba, which is now the Japanese Soba. I swear few months back it was Vegetarian Soba. And I could swear a year back it was Japanese Soba. Very confusing and I swear that as Veggie Soba, it cost about RM11++ while the Japanese Soba cost RM13++. The difference is that they put slices of chicken ham in it. Hurm. Will not try it again as the one I tried today is not nice compared to the last time I had it.


There are the cutest kittens at the back of my kitchen sleeping next to the washing machine now. One is tompok ala2 hitam and oren and another one is belang2. We feared that the tompok hitam oren is dead as its not moving at all and mouth is slightly agape. The mother is slightly petrified of us and hugely protective of its kittenz. Will bare fangs if provoke.


My search for the ultimate shoes came up in vain. No shoes can be found that have these criteria
1. Dark color
2. Mary Jane-like
3. Comfy
4. Not brown as had one already. Or shitty brown.
5. Not formal looking nor too high school or ah lian or bow-ish or cheap lookin or look like shriveled carcass.
6. Not slippery. Really stupid shoe mass-producing producer and designer. Is it too hard to conceive in your brain to develop shoes that have a good grip and not feel like we are on an ice rink whenever its raining?


Witness a very unpleasant berate hurled upon a salesgirl or a cashier that included derogatory remarks and racial slurs by a customer. Perhaps the cashier or salesgirl at fault and was being unprofessional and giddy(air headed) and unintentionally insulted the customer.However the customer too should not include derogatory remarks and dragged racism into this. You will only show others (apart from being very racist) that you have poor opinions and lack of sense and tolerance.


Oh my. There is no watchable movies to watch at the moment.


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*looked at my thigh to see if any fat magically disappear*

Edited on 2nd March 08:
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*maybe 0.01 kg disappear ?*

Mrs Dalloway

Yups. I finally finished reading the dang "Mrs Dalloway" after almost 2 month of reading a 200 pages book. Pathetic. Any other books, I can finish them in 2 weeks without trying. This is definitely not a book for leisure.

I won't make a lengthy review of it. Nah. Not-a-review one might say. Rather my opinion.

The summary as taken from Amazon.com.

As Clarissa Dalloway walks through London on a fine June morning, a sky-writing plane captures her attention. Crowds stare upwards to decipher the message while the plane turns and loops, leaving off one letter, picking up another. Like the airplane's swooping path, Virginia Woolf's Mrs. Dalloway follows Clarissa and those whose lives brush hers--from Peter Walsh, whom she spurned years ago, to her daughter Elizabeth, the girl's angry teacher, Doris Kilman, and war-shocked Septimus Warren Smith, who is sinking into madness.

As Mrs. Dalloway prepares for the party she is giving that evening, a series of events intrudes on her composure. Her husband is invited, without her, to lunch with Lady Bruton (who, Clarissa notes anxiously, gives the most amusing luncheons). Meanwhile, Peter Walsh appears, recently from India, to criticize and confide in her. His sudden arrival evokes memories of a distant past, the choices she made then, and her wistful friendship with Sally Seton.

I was shocked at first in reading a bisexual 'sentiment' in there, the uneasiness of easiness in marriage and repression. Reading accounts of her life I get what she's trying to tell in Mrs Dalloway and thinking if it will mirror mine one day. Dang! We got ourselves a thinking book right here.

Bored to tears is my unprofessional and totally ignorant opinion. This style of writing is called a 'stream of consciousness'. Something that seems to separate Virginia Woolf from other writers. As so I found myself reading one thought after another and after the other, and without warning, another thought is seamlessly put in by another character altogether and on and on it went. Very little dialogue in the novel and nothing of the usual plots or stories. The usual Booker or Pulitzer kinda books I guess, where we are exasperated by the end... since most of us like to have a tightly closed story complete with a red ribbons adorned towards the ending.

However I had to admit that even during my tears of boredom as I read the book, I recognized her brilliance in writing thoughts after thoughts without full stop. From a profound revelation to the most simpering of thoughts of groceries, she captured it and literally put the thoughts into writing. Not an easy feat. Her mental illness is part of this brilliance as I read.

Brilliant or not, it would take me at least 5 years before I attempt to pick up her books or works again. So off to the world of chic lit ridiculousness again.

Idiots and Taggage

Double post today. Just because I got loads of comments on my last post. Hah! Tipu je. Just that I feel like it.

For the first part, this is mostly ranting.

Kejab. Nak summon balik perasaan marah. Ok. Now. Does most Mercedes or BMW drivers are retarded?

You know, I don't usually rant on KL drivers as I am pretty sucky too at times. However a hint of common sense are needed when driving of course.

If you want to memotong time turun bukit, make sure that it is not near a bend and there is not a car in front of you. I had to slam down my brake and drove close to a curb, risking a collision myself as so your sorry ass of a Mercedes or god damn BMW (I was too pissed to notice, but it was either of those) would not wrap around the taxi that was on the opposite side of the road or hitting me just as so you are able to potong my car.

Are you stupid? Kereta besar to make up for your small brain ka? Laju2 turun bukit pon tarak guna kan since depan simpang tu dah jam packed. Dapat potong pon satu kete je which is driving quite fast turun bukit yang agak simpang siur. Tunggu je la belakang, asshole.

It is your lucky day that the taxi is not that fast and I swerved to the curb as so to save your worthless ass. Nanti yang susah sape? Your bini and anak jugak kan. Meraung over your mangled body. Or worse, hitting others and cause other people (moi! moi!) bodily harm. Gah! Siap la kau WNN 97** (i think) , if I see lain kali your car at Giant ka... mamak ka... (Grrrrr....).

Fuh fuh. Ugh. Geram for other people lack of respect of basic road safety. If you are late, it is your fault. Nak potong jalan, do it responsibly. Jangan susahkan orang lain and don't bring unnecessary risk to yourself and others around you.

Sama jugak macam the selfish drivers yang guna emergency lane ni. Fine, you are in a hurry. Ape ko ingat aku drive pagi2 time jam2 ni nak amik angin? Suke2 abeskan minyak? Tunggu blakang la. I skang also ikut Gohan and others nowadays, that when I drive at the left side of the road, (tmpt yang prone org potong cara hagham) will position my car tengah2 line. Padan muka sume beratur blakang aku. I noticed if they potong on the emergency lane, lagi lembap jadinye.

Fuh fuh..

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Now the second part, am doing the tag from Jannah and link 5 more to you unlucky 5 out there (5 ni je pon usually baca :) . Usually, people that I link tu mesti tak wat. Ikut suke. Aku link aje ok.


The Linking Tag Rules

1. List out five favourite links - the links can be of business sites, affiliate links or whatever that suits the blogger.

2. Tag five more people to share their links, so hopefully, at the end of the tag, we would be able to share good links with each other.

3. The links MUST be clean. No X-rated sites.

4. List out only FIVE links.

5. You MUST tell FIVE people you choose.

6. Provide the link back to the person who tagged you.

7. Obviously, it should be an active link.


Moi 5 Favorite Links...

1. As like Jannah, I usually start my day with my own blog too. Yeay, we are egotistical that way. Want to gaze at own post first. Heh. But the link that you see on the sidebar of my blog, most I visit daily.

2. My almost daily read is also E! Online to get the latest rumours or spoilers or update on my favorite series. Especially Watch with Kristin. (Not cheating as this is the sub-link!) Tapi selalu hang (kalo bandwidth rendah). A lot of vids.

3. I also have to get the daily gossip of Britney, Paris, Angie and such from Trent blog! I love his blog as it is gossip-full without being too mean like Perez. Trent taste in movies and books almost similar to mine, so I am always interested what his opinions are for particular books or movies, or what new books and movies are coming out! He loves Neil Gaiman too!

4. If I am feeling particularly read-iey, I will head to Television Without Pity to read their recaps. I love the forums and the recap. Some recap just have the right sense of snark and humour in such as Potes, Drunken Bee, Sars, Al Lowe.... Whil some of the recappers can drone on and on going completely of the point altogether like one exasperating recapper Jacob. Heh. However I do love reading the Gossip Girl recap too, even if the recapper have a tendency to psychoanalyze the characters a bit too much.

5. Now... the number 5 is approaching. I am a bit torn on either 2 links. However as my favorite link is a search engine, mind you it is not Google, then I will present my final favorite link which is BabyBlues cartoons. If I am feeling particularly blue, or bored or in need of a cuteness inserted in my life, I head down to their cartoon strip site. Zoey, Hammie and Wren is just too cute.

Hmmm. Most of the link I mentioned above are at the sidebar of my blog. Easier to reference. And I noticed many of the sites are gossip related or TV related. Hahaha. Who cares lor.


5 people to tag.

Geeez. I don't know. Well I will just list randomly eh.

Here goes:

1. SeriAs. Sebab. Buat la weh. Haha. Aku nak tengok. Ape lagi ko wat kat internet ni.

2. Taqi. Hoping he will give me an idea which kewl site that may opened the fantasy world.

3. Effi. Because prolly he'll loathe this.

4. Re-arrange. Sebab adek boleh aje dipersuade untuk memberitahu akak ini ape lagi yang ada di Internet world other than gossip world.

5. Some. Haa haa. Ape lagi yang dibukak at the WWW other than youtube and streaming anime yee?

What fair?

People are all hyped up about MAS travel fair and MATTA and airasia low price promos.

Gah. When did travelling become so popular ?

Now everyone can fly? Bullshit. It make travelling look so passe. (Padahal jeles sebab tak bole pegi). I can't make it to any travel fair since I am saving my money for my wedding.... (its not even a big wedding ok... wedding business mencekik darah) and my fiance is being petulant whenever I mentioned any travel package. Pegi sensorang honeymoon kang.. padan muka! Come to think of it, I still haven't manage to accomplish my wish list to travel alone.

Hurmmm. This gives me an idea which I will not voice out, since I had before voice this out and I was being lectured by my sis and my mom and whoever . Eh... I am not flaky ok that I can easily be persuaded to join a cartel of illegal prostitutions . Ok. Not flaky sometimes... However, not to take the risk lightly, in a side note... it is a great responsibility to yourself if you want to travel alone and if you do prepare yourself greatly. Tapi macam menarik kan. Nak buat jugak la satu hari. Jeng jeng jeng.

So anyway since everybody and anybody I know want to travel this year... this year I declared to myself is tahun mencari hobi dan jalan2 di sekitar KL and JB year. Go to places never seen before! Shop at places never been thought of before! (Shopping pon kena limit) Stay at places that people usually just passes by! Yeay! I declared that flying everywhere is passe and I will join it again when price is rocket high. Cewah. (Hish.. kata2 itu adalah doa.. biarla bile aku nak travel... murah lagi..)

Anyway, at first I was going to start my post about where I had gone to and travel to... but that post is too snobbish and pretentious that even I would gag at myself if I read that kinda post. So let's not torture everybody and let me be snobbish and pretentious whenever I am talking only k.

So kita start next week dengan kembali ke KLCC. Yeay! Gile tak adventurous.

Whom I Hate

The goodness-health-foodies-busybody.

That doesn't make any sense doesn't it?

Let me 'splain this type of the person.

Me: *dreaming out loud* Damn. I wish I have me some of those hot baked potatoes dripping with sour creams, baked beans, cheese and some shredded fried steak sumbat in for good measures.

Hateful Anonymous Person: Eh. Potato is fattening la. Not to mention cream and cheese. Fried steak some more. Eiiiiiii *shuddering like someone is feasting on a plateful of maggots right in front of 'em*.

Me: *grab keys and head straight to the nearest shop that have those dratted baked potatoes*

Familiar?

I don't mind a person who is complaining that they can't/won't eat meat, bread, cheese or all food on earth as long as they confine to themselves.

If it include moi, helooo.. keep your remarks to yourself can or not? Especially if I am just about to put the so called fatty food in my mouth. Rude much?

So what if I decide to eat those. Unless I was being really unhealthy (binging on donuts or McD all day every day), I don't think it is your business to inform me if its unhealthy or not. I know the calorie too, thank you very much.

And what I found funny too, the one who usually said this type of thing... well.. they are not that 'slim' anyway. And most of em don't even get their foodies facts correctly whenever they want to 'correct' a person of their eating habit.

Go figure eh.

Its So A (My) Review

So Election day is 8th March aight? Sungguh dekat tarikhnya. I still have no idea who to vote, or even if its I am voting (that is another tale altogether) but let's welcome the familiar sight that come only once in 4 or 5 years.


Like an Olympic events, I believe the election time is where avid photographers around Malaysia will have a fun field day in snapping various posters and such scenery. Yes. You know who you are.

Now to get to shallow topic for today. The idiot box issues! The writer strike is over. Yeay! Shouts all around. (This doesn't mean hoot for Malaysia tv but a lot for those who lovess the Internet as a source of entertainment more than their lover).

Too long ago I started a topic about new series. Let's recap those for my own amusement. Lagi pon dah lama tak filled in my labels for TV while I am an avid watcher of the idiot box.

Let's roll.

Gossip Girl

Is it any good?
Are you freaking crazy? Its. The. Best. Thing. After. OC. For those who loves OC, will love Gossip Girl. I had been a fan of high school drama and teenage angst since Beverly Hills. Heck maybe even Saved by the Bell. I sadly believe even if I reach 40 years old, I will still be watching this teenage angsty-ness and drooling after guys of inappropriate age while feeling a lot like paedo.

Oh. Back to the question, its great. It have its greatness and mediocreness. However the script is sometimes bland, but the characters are fascinating. The sarcasm remarks and the phoniness of the characters makes this for an enjoyable 45 mins y'all! Best new series of the batch (for moi) and am trying to persuade everyone to watch this. Yes. Even you fiance, so fear for your brain.

Left me wanting for more?
Of course, and this is among the new series that are being picked up for full season first. People under 20s are squealing out LOVE, the under 30s who still think they are under 20s are gleefully awaiting for next week for brand new eps, people above 30s I believe are being nonchalant while watching this while everyone is asleep.

Oh and of course they have some great music features, and they introduce me to these cute sister-team-band-performers The Pierces. Love their music. Intensely.


Reaper
Is it any good?
The first eps is great. The second is reminiscing of the first. The third and forth seems like a repeat that it becomes quite a drone. Guys seems to like it. I ... watched it out of obligation of donloading it. I think why this series is so lacklustre is of the chemistry of the cast. They seem to lack this important factor with each other except the interaction between Sam and the Devil. The Devil is deliciously evil and maliciously wicked . He is the only reason I kept on watching. Not that it is not enjoyable, just that after you finish watching this, you have no desire to watch the next episode. There's still 3 or 4 more episodes of Reaper I haven't watched.

Left me wanting for more?
Haven't heard if it will continue to S2 . 50/50 I believe. Depends I guess if I like the finale or the last eps enough. Mungkin sekadar mendonload sahaja for fiance and my brothers. They love it.

Private Practice
Is it any good?
It started out shaky. Then coming out OK. Then it becomes forgettable and even dull at times. Addison had become this hysterical, insecure, paranoid woman. A far cry from the first time we saw her standing sexily on her high heels claiming her husband. I found it at times even painful to see her antics. I know this series is about a woman struggle in her 40s, but is it that painful? Does women in their 40s act like a teenager still? Hope not. If this is what Shonda Rimes idea of a strong woman struggle... I am ready to move on to another series. Even Piz/ Dell is dull! How could you writers! But please no more nekkidness for either Addy or Dell.

Left me wanting for more?
Prolly yes as I had invested interest in Addison. But I seems to watch this series while surfing nowadays. If only... I don't know what can make this show better. Shonda Rimes better think up something. Tho I do love Christopher (Gilmore Girls ) , Addison love interest and hope that they drop the idea that Addison is a star crossed lovers with Pete. Gah. Talk about no chemistry. If it continue to be sucky I may drop it.


Women's Murder Club
Is it any good?
The pilot is horrendous. I guess forcing viewers relationship problems in front of a corpse is not in good taste. Boleh tak berbual about your love life kat tempat lain yang lebih inappropriate kan? But it gets better and hope continue to get better. I do keep on wondering though if they would have the gall to kill off Jill character in the series as in the books. (if it continues to go on). Prolly on Season 1 or Season 2 finale yar?

Left me wanting for more?
I don't know. I am beginning to heart Angie Harmon and her character. And also Claire. Not lovin the other 2. Maybe. Maybe not.



Cashmere mafia
Is it any good?
I love the pilot. I enjoyed the series. But if I am to be really honest to myself, I only love it because of Miranda Otto and Lucy Liu. I'm not sure regarding the chemistry of the cast, but its enjoyable. And truth be told, I like a show about strong women that have priorities other than relationship.

Left me wanting for more?
Prolly. The reception was not very good I hear and would be sorry to see it goes. But I am a fan!

The other series I mentioned before that I prolly watch... (time tuh kan keje cuti 3 4 arie . byk je masa nak tengok series. Skang tercari-cari masa) I list down as below those that I watched.

Aliens in America
Is it any good?
Not the typical sitcom comedy. Something like Malcolm in the Middle (even tho I don't watch much of those). However I do like their outtake on a Moslem. Not too demeaning nor judgemental or changeable. Some eps are good. Some are funny. Others ok. I give it a 6. Oh. The sister is not that hot to be that popular. Heh.

Left me wanting for more?
Guys love it. I watch this since its short. 20 mins worth of fun. Prolly will watch since will be donloading for the guys.



Pushing Daisies
Is it any good?
The pilot is breathtaking. The graphic is beautiful. It is reminiscent of Amelie and I strongly believe that they shot the series with 'Amelie' sorta concept behind it when I saw Chuck aunts house and the song "Guilty" that they played. ( It is the song in Amelie soundtrack and is a very lovely song from the 1930s).

Left me wanting for more?
Despite its beauty, some plots are kinda draggy. I do love to watch the sets and the clothes and the ridiculousness of the case sometimes. I give it a tentative yes. Tengok ape yang ade next season.


Moonlight
Is it any good?
Bole tak that I am loving this show? The pilot is gagful. But after that, it was great! It have a cheap feel of it, (the sets are bleak and you can just see that the props and sets cheap) but I love the story . It is the second new show that I truly love. Prolly I just love vampire shows. And since the heroine is uncanny-like Kate Winslet, that keep my eyes glued to the screen.

Left me wanting for more?
I made my feelings clear. We know the answer.


Am going to watch Lipstick Jungle. Some say its better than Cashmere Mafia. But who know eh. I never really like Brooke Shields anyway. Didn't get to watch Samantha Who, Bionic Woman and Chuck. Heard really great response from the Samantha Who and Chuck. Tapi tak larat eden. Tunggu je ar if it will be coming to a TV station near me.

Bulan depan or another 2 months dah bole beli DVDs Medium and Supernatural. Heh. Dah start collecting, might as continue collecting those DVDs.

Elect the VD

How amusing it is to find that for a change, there is no pages and pages of spread regarding Valentine's Day in today's newspaper.

Nope. Today we are served with what BN hopes are, what they did, what the Opposition hopes, how to votes, what the people are thinking and all that are related with election.

However you'll be sadly mistaken if I would write on this as people might know I am shallow minded person and so I won't write politics in my blog. Nor would I persuade you to take the Govt or Opposition side in voting. Masing2 dah besar kan? Tapi malasnye nak balik kampung untuk voting. Sigh.

I am not a sentimental (Damn.. maybe I am sentimental.. I take that back), oh.. a 'jiwang' fool so I won't go yammering the same thing that every blog are spouting today regarding Valentines *oh my bf/hunny sent me a huge flowers...so ecstatic wallauuu*, *f*** V day. Today is single day, let's all singletons go out and be merry*, *V day is just a commercialized day deign to make couple feels guilty of not taking money to buy useless gift out of their hard earned cash*, bla bla bla and so on so on.

How very repetitive don't you think.

As so... what is the point la in me writing this post?

Waste of space only.

Yawn 1234

Yesterday jam di area N9 was dreadful. Gah! Takleh wat ape la sebab kena gak balik time tuh....

Tak boleh konsentret keje due to overwhelming laziness and also tiredness dan kemengantukanness from the long hols.

Macam mane nak wat keje ni?

What say you?

Now I want to chip in with all the rages of Siti's tudung.

I am not going to harp on the fact that she is not wearing this correctly. Or the fact (or non-fact?) on if there is truly any correct way of wearing a tudung. People would always argue on how Quran are being interpreted. I am not a scholar so I will not say which is the 'most' correct (while I am sure many of you will be ready to supply me with information and quotes and such later)

What rages me is what people say. I make fun of her. Oh yes I do. Her taste is horrendous ok. I can blindfold myself, pusing my bilik 10 times, then grope for my clothes and I will still surpass her.

What makes me sighed at the fate of the world is on the vicious word on how Siti is not a good Muslim for not wearing a tudung litup, or her husband is 'munafik', Siti ni tengok aje past die bla bla and the logic will then be turned to blaming tudung-wearing woman.

So we know by many evidence most of them is not as good as they look (that include moi!). Does that give you to the right to attack them viciously. The usual words.... " Alaaa yang pakai tudung pon wat gini wat gitu.."

As such? Are they not human too? So they wear tudung? That is a testament that they should never commit sin? If tudung is a statement on how you portrayed faith, yet people are proclaiming that faith could not be determine by clothes. Granted that those decided on hijab should need to always strive to improve themselves, however when they wrong is the only things that people know is only to abuse?

What about the prejudice on women who clad the hijab are being perceived as incompetent, meek, subservient? An ex-colleague once confided that she was advised to 'open' her hijab during the interview to get a chance. Sadly, this is true.

Some people also said that by donning the hijab, the women looked less superior, hanya sesuai keje kerani. I personally believe this is more on how she dresses herself (fashion wise). I myself am guilty of this, however I need to always remind myself that this is not how I suppose to think.

I had met plenty of great women who is at the top of the career that donned the hijab. I am sure they are bringing in plenty of moolah (surpassing you who judged) , great speaker and a good leader.

I think my annoyance stem from the fact that I hate that a group of people are being bad-mouthed by some ignoramus when the wrong is being done by an individual. Usually non-hijab clad women are being outspoken about this. But the hijab one too receive an outlash.

I may have some prejudice and I may not be a pious Muslim. However I don't agree on bad mouthing or stereotyping one group in what they believe in and their choices.

Thinking further and further... I can only assume that this is the type of prejudice that could only happen to women since the harshest criticism usually came from the menfolk. (Who they themselves that preach suke pakai sluar pendek pegi mamak. Shut up. You know who you are)

Oh.. back to Siti. My thoughts is that her tudung wearing 'phase' is horrible (fashion wise) and anyone who's want to wear it out on the street, need to gouge out their eyes. Even the fashion (memakai tudung yg kaver rambut tu je) is slightly passable than the hood she is currently carrying. However that is her fault on fashion wise. ( Bernard Chandran should be shot for thinking this faux paus).

However I am not questioning her faith nor her career or she herself as a person (except she obviously need a stylist pronto) based on her decision to wear tudung. She decide to commit a (many) fashion faux pas that provide much hilarity for blogs and forums everywhere. I also had decided on some really questionable looking shoes and dress. So does a few of my friends. Life goes on and no one should attacked us for our belief based on what we chose.

p/s: This blogger cannot be categorized as a hijab nor non-hijab clad woman. She knows her limitations and are merely expressing her frustration regarding ignoramus criticism. Pointless and hurtful comments would be monitored closely and deleted if needed. It is her blog and her say, so don't bitch. So if you don't like it, blog about it.

Heart Shaped Stained Glasses

Can it be consider as fictionalize thoughts? Definitly fiction. Not thought of.... conciously.

I got the weirdest dream last night. It was soo horrendously funny that I am smiling as I typed.

Let's start from thebeginning shall we.

I dreamt somehow my friends and I went to watch a movie. When we reached at the cinema complex, people are running out of there screaming. (My typical dream... yeah I have nightmare almost nightly and I really need to write down one particularly disturbing one. That's for later though).

We were feeling curious and none of the screaming person felt like explaining anything. So we went in after all. It's all very blurry afterwards. People screaming. We were forcing our way in. The next thing I know, I was grabbed and taken somewhere.

Then the cause unravel. It seems Marilyn Manson was behind it. LOL.

He is divorce from his wife and so was feeling a tad bit lonely. So he felt like taking a new 'queen' (Evan Rachel Wood somehow do not exist in this alternate universe) and felt like by force is the way to go. So to grab any girl he could find, he created some chaos. Whatever that chaos is... (probably he summoned some dark evil demon to unleash their fury?) And in that chaos by abducting 1 person, that person will not be missed at first and will be presume to be missing or died in that chaos itself.

In that dream I was like a hostage where I cannot run and everywhere I go , I am watched by his henchmen while Marilyn Manson is forcing me to like him. Everywhere I go he seems to know automatically.

(Let's be warned that no 18SX nor R-rated acts are being performed in my dream. So yes, those who is hoping so much more can stop reading now. )

The dream then goes to the tedious on how I keep on hatching plan to escape but it was unfoil or I cannot go through with it. However after sometime, I manage to get a chance. It seems that I convinced him to go to a trip somewhere ( trip to the mall. Yes.. roll your eyes). After some cajoling here and there, I manage to hoodwinked him at get out of there. However as I walked away, I totally got the Stockholm syndrome!

I came back and felt something like a fondness to him. As so I stay and became the 'queen' to Marilyn Manson side. Haha.. I think the dream does goes on afterwards where people try to rescue me then I am feeling attached and not wanting to blame him for my abduction and feeling reluctant to leave. I can't remembered if I ever leave...

Oh and Marilyn Manson was not wearing any makeup during the dream except for the first time I met him after I was capture.

Totally ridiculous and yet so Freudian.


p/s: Why can't it be James McAvoy or Ewan McG or even Taylor Kitsch la kan...

Trickles

Let's do the what did I do today kinda topic. I know you guys don't care and it's boring and all that. Whatever. My blog.

So early morning today (yesterday technically, but let's not dwell on details shall we?), my fiance and I went to one of the Ulu Yam waterfalls, scouting places where I can bring my colleagues for an outing.

Great scenery, the water is cold yet nice (after an hour of hesitant wetting ma feet) . Not so many people ( I was adamant to go early in the morning to beat the crowd). Not tooo polluted (how many are there that are not pon). And most importantly.... no icky encounter with leeches and pacat. Need I stress again upon the fact that I am raised as a city girl as thus only familiar with animals ranging from the usual pests to dogs and cats?

Unfortch, I don't have any pictures. Phone pon tak bawak. He does. No 'pose' pictures tho.

The day got even better when I managed to procure the below.

The Buffy comics. I was searching for it briefly at Kinokuniya and some stores. Was contemplating ordering online which is madness since the shipping would cost more than the comics.

However 'some'one manage to take a glimpse of it somewhere and informed me. Hehe. So the fascination with Buffy-dom continues. The downer is that I didn't manage to find the part 1 of the first arc 'The Long Way Home'. Takpe. Try cari jua. Oooh. Did I mention this is like my first time ever in buying comics (manga not included). And it is all for Buffy. Sigh.

Ok. Snooze time. I can't manage to take a nap in the afternoon nowadays and kept on waking up early in the morning. So tidak lagi menjadi burung hantu.


p/s: I can't manage to find a good blog title. So don't try to find meaning behind it since I just type whatever words that my fingers want to move to.

Snapshots

There are some things that are best forgotten.

Some are of course hard to forget. Some are just plain forgettable. For some ... you don't realize you ever had it until it hit you right on the face when a hint of a smell, a glimpse of where your tracks were or the sound of that dratted songs sent to you. These are the absolute worst as it will leave you dazed and reeling even after years down the line. It's like the cartoon characters that are being hit by an anvil while minding their own business.

I called this memory burst or snapshots of a memory since it only gave you that few seconds of remembrance but still painful nonetheless.

There's a reason I don't looked into Friendster that often nowadays. Its hurt to see people move on or people getting better. I am not that good of a person that can say " I am SOOO glad you are doing better than me". Its much more pleasant to just shut down the PC , sit down to read a book and eat doughnuts while flipping through the pages with jam streaked fingers. What I do not know cannot hurt me right?

p/s: Now I am not getting sappy. This can also include past so-called friends and of course non-friends. Guess I am getting snippy. No worries. Tomorrow is a holiday.

*do the dance of joy*

Just Quote: In Good Humour

Beg Kecil Ini

Beg kecil ini kuharap dapat tunjukkan,
Yang ia tidak sia-sia dikait,
Kerna, Jika kamu mahukan sesuatu,
Ia akan memberi ape yang kamu inginkan,
Dan memandangkan kita akan berpisah,
Ia akan memberi makna yang lain,
Kerna, Tatkala kamu terlihat beg ini,
Kamu akan terkenang rakanmu ini.

Ms D : Tada! Puitis tak? Hahaha.

Mob 1: *faint mumblings of protestation"

Ms D : What? What do you mean it is written by Jane Austen. I tak penah dengar pon Jane Austen.

Mob 1: * stronger rumblings of protest heard*

Ms D : Arrrr... yeah.. I did a lengthy post regarding Jane Austen a while back. Must had slipped my mind. Tapi die tulis novel je ok. She write no bleedin poems.

Mob 1 & Mob 2: *protests and pickets and letter of complaints flying everywhere*

Ms D : .........

Mob 1 & Mob 2 & Mob 3: * Are ready with armory of stones, Malaysian reporters and small time lawyers*

Ms D : Fine, fine.. *ehem* Saya mendapat inspirasi ini dari Jane Austen (my idola y'all!) dan mengolah bahasa poem cumil ini untuk kefahaman seluruh rakyat Malaysia especially kepada kanak-kanak. Harap maafkan saya kerana tidak berterus terang dari awal . * Fake grin with a set of gleaming white teeth shining*


Inspired by here, here (this is hilarious) and most certainly credited to the below.

This Little Bag by Jane Austen

This little bag I hope will prove
To be not vainly made--
For, if you should a needle want
It will afford you aid.
And as we are about to part
T'will serve another end,
For when you look upon the Bag
You'll recollect your friend

p/s: The translation is horrible. My translation I meant. Anyone can enlighten me what does this mean? ---> "For, if you should a needle want"

Edited on 19th Jan 08: So.. people are calling this "pulling a natasha" or "do the hudson". Very tongue in cheek I suppose.

Random Thoughts II and Plagiarism for Published Books Sucks Much Even for 1 Measly Poem/Prose

Short post.

1. Am sick again. Hate getting sick. Hate getting sick in the middle of training. Trainer might accuse me of not paying attention, but for Pete's sake. I am trying not to crash onto the floor while you are droning on, ok.

2. My kerete sudah kembali cumil. Yeay! A lil bit of extra money this month was spent in 'ketuk' and 'cat' my car. I had 'gores'kan my car at a side of a tembok while trying to avoid a motorcycle few months back. I should have just clip that motorcycle.

3. I am broke. Freaking broke. Dayum.

4. The lovely shoes I am wearing is pinching my feet.

5. The least important. Bloggers are usually passionate creatures. We comment without 'penapis' but the more clever one try to at least think before 'submit'.

6. The most important. Most of us realize that there is no money making business in writing in Malaysia. However you do gain 'some' monetary gain in it and also recognition as a published writer, while there are many other more talented or not so talented but passionate writers that would gladly killed you for that spot. With that in mind, some so-called writer need to have dignity in what they wrote, even it is for children's book or nonsense you wrote when you are a teenager. If someone who had sold a bestseller still got flack from critics, fans and celebrities, when what they were writing is not true to what they claim (even though it is their own writing and experience, but exaggerated (fine, exaggerated a lot) and added for spice) , what's more blatant plagiarism? For those who are wondering what the heck I am talking about, go ahead to Jannah to get a full story on the so called story I am telling and the wrath of bloggers (who mostly love to read and their favorite poets ranging from someone as famous as Poe to the obscure ones that you think no one knows).

7. The above point is not suitable for one paragraph, but I couldn't be bothered since I am feverish and I am typing while holding a damp tissue. Yuck, much?

8. With that statement no.7, I hope you people would not borrow my laptop. Haha.


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Update: Keeping tab with the updates regarding the allegations of plagiarism done by Ms Hudson, some bloggers or readers had also found out that there are maybe more than 1 poem/prose that had been taken from famous poets and published in Ms Hudson book without any credit mention to the original authors.

Seek further and thou shalt find out more?


p/s 1 : I really don't like her latest comment.

p/s 2: My pens are blue, my marker is black
I don't care anymore what you do, since I think you are a fake?

Hahahahha.. Sorry Jannah. My poetry skills are sadly lacking, non-existent even. Maybe if I would do some direct translation from any obscure poets I would looked more intelligent? I promise to credit the author.

8 Rules of Typical Hollywood Horror Movies

The movies may apply only for one or all of the rules. However at least one of the below 'rules' must be applied.

1) Girls. If you are a slut, you will most certainly die first amongst all your friends. So don't ever go skinny dipping with guys nor cheat with your best friend boyfriend. Or worst, cheated by skinny dipping in a supposedly public place with your best friend boyfriend. You are most likely to die in the first 30 minutes.

2) Guys are not spare too. If you are obnoxious, are all talks and thrown a child or a girl in front of you as a shield, you will most certainly be next. After the slut.

3) If you recently been dumped or someone close to you died, and your friends or siblings think its fun to take you somewhere far and remote (read as nobody ever goes there anymore) to camp, caving, lodge, road trip, there is half a chance you will find either cannibals, urban legend monsters, psychotic villagers or roaming serial killers. Girls. Go shopping instead. It's safer.

4) Killers must always always taunt/give reason why they are killing/confessional to their final victims before beheading, choking or whatever deathly blows they are gonna use.

5) When a killer chases you. You must scream like hell first. Then run.

6) If you had run over someone, drown them accidentally, left them to die of starvation or mortal wound without helping, and not tell the authorities or tell the truth. You are pretty much screwed. Karma is going to come either in the form of deranged sadness-induced dementia killers or murderous spirits.

7) Help is futile. Either the police station is wiped out, your phone not working (cut off by killers or your coverage does not expand to woods and cave) or everyone had been killed off.

8) The girl(s) always survive. Always. The least slutty one usually. But usually it is always the girl.


p/s: Add to the list if you like

A Pale View of Hills

Had finished reading Kazuo Ishiguro, A Pale View of Hills.Boy, does it make my head spins. Before proceeding, the plot description as below (as freely copy and paste from Wikipedia)

This is the story of Etsuko, a middle-aged Japanese woman living alone in England, and opens with discussion between Etsuko and her younger daughter, Niki, about the recent suicide of Etsuko's older daughter, Keiko. Etsuko's thoughts, however, dwell not on either of her daughters so much as on the more distant past and the mysterious relationship she formed with a woman named Sachiko and with the woman's young daughter, Mariko, some years before in Japan.

After finishing the book, I was surprised. I thought it would be more. More stories. Answers. Backstory. Resolution. But there is none. The story was left hanging.

After I finished the book, various questions arises that left me wondering..

What happened to Ogata San? What is in Etsuko's past? Why did she marry Jiro? What happened to Sachiko in Kobe? Did she ever go to America? Will Mariko ever gotten over her trauma? Who is the woman that bring Mariko and Sachiko such torture? Does she even exist? How did Sachiko ever get to her state of vagrant? How can someone so rich, so educated can be so naive? How did Etsuko leave Japan and fall in love with a British man?

Then afterwards.. after mulling it about a bit, I begin to think. Does Sachiko and Etsuko is the same woman? Are Mariko and Keiko too the same? But both women fate, even though similar, they had different circumstances. Perhaps both women destiny are parallel to each other, and perhaps Etsuko fate takes where Sachiko stories left off.

What is also curious is on her lack of feeling or reaction to Keiko's death. I also see on how it seems her other daughter seems at times to channel Sachiko. I like Etsuko humours her father in law, it gives a lighter feeling to the character. All in all, among all the characters in the books (including her daughters), Etsuko seems to be attuned to Ogata-san, his feelings and way of thoughts.

I like this book. Its narrative is simplistic in its description, yet it provoked powerful image. The dialogue is smooth and hinted at the character's layers of personalities and thoughts. A book that give you more questions rather than answers. It makes you think for once in term of the fiction world, this is the book that represent life, where questions are never answered and the stories never end.

Thought provoking.

p/s: I would love to read more of his works to see if this is his style or does he have different agenda for different books. I would love to read this book again to see what I missed and also if I can pick up any hint if my theories above are true.

Waiting for the rain to stop...

Warning: Rojak post ahead. Jangan bising.

Typing this blog post at new office. Haaa.

Otak sudah lunyai with all those readings which I doubt I understand much of it. You know how you can just read a sentence or paragraph and after you finish reading it, you realized you had no idea what you reading. Not that you don't understand it. Its more like you read it without thinking at all.

I am in such deep shit if I continue like this. Hope some knowledge does penetrate into my addled brain.

Anyway. Oh.. new job is OK. Back to being the unknown again which sucks and trying to find the cheapest place to lunch or even lunch mates obviously sucks too. However there is a consolation that a shopping complex is right below my office. Tanak lunch bole shopping? Boleh? Kinda defeat the purpose of finding a cheap place for lunch though to save money.

Have to start shopping too in spite of my reluctance (reluctant sgt)! My previous workplaces before this have a sort of lackadaisical attitude in terms of office wear, so usually jeans and various blouses was my options. My baju office yang zaman lama2 ituh sume sudah "shrinking" (that's the word 'someone' LOVE to use whenever I accuse him of being fat). Shit. I definitely have to join me some gym. Kena exercise tapi malas. Kurangkan makan tapi selera macam gajah. Macam mana?

Why can't I be one of those "naturally thin" and hate that people accuse them of an eating disorder, when obviously they had learned how to quietly retch into a restaurant toilet bowl.

Back to the topic. Hah. To the well informed readers of this blog (which consist of two of you, including moi) , I think that the whole issues with me resigning early is now udah abes. No more brouhaha or calling back and forth to former employers. Abes kredit nak settlekan mende ini aje. And it ended better than I hope with me only applying leave for the remainder of the days. Seems like I had a total of 12 days of leave. Wow wheee. I had not realized my accumulated leave is that much. Hehehe.. I think I totally forgot my annual leave total. So it may end up with them paying me back instead of moi mengeluarkan duit dari simpanan. Fuh.

I may had to thank my mother for that. Mungkin in spite of what she says, she did doa for better thing job wise. And a thanks needs to be addressed also for my previous colleagues. Gile kena bagi motivation untuk berenti.

Another note, this is what I got for my parting gift.

Best tak? Best kan. Huhuhu. Thanks all colleagues. I know some of you are reading this. Hehehe and sorry that I completely forgot to write a farewell email. I think those are kinda like a bore anyway. But maybe I will compose it OK. A late farewell email. .Hehe. Sorry.

Well... nak kemas2 untuk balik la.

A New Year Alooming

I have to checked the date twice at my computer today for me to realize that its 31st December. The last day of 2007. It had been a whirlwind year.

Last year had been those with hoping and heartbreak for mine. I love and lost and fought to find that love is not what it cranks up to be. Work wise had been those with desperate pleas inside my head, I have to get out of here or I will be forever trapped. Friends wise, I meet the new and I past them by and never look back.

This year had been all about new beginning. I started my job at end of the year 2006. New job. New friends whom I hope I will never past them by. Relationship wise, I have a brand new fiance. A whole new beginning for me who before this will get all choked up if I tied myself to one guy for too long.

It is also a year where I say goodbye for the last time to my arwah grandmother and say goodbye to my eldest sister's family who had been moving to Qatar. A full year of ups and downs with friends and family and fiance.

And an ending with me resigning and beginning another job to put in my ever expanding CV just when the next year comes.

There is this whole brouhaha regarding me resigning again with my current company is still giving me shits on my resignation. For a thing that is so simple and clear cut, I wonder why they have to "putar belit" it so that it makes my head ache. May all will turn out well. I had done this correctly and as ethically as I could.

My new year will not start as smoothly as I hope. However hope it will be better by leaps and bounds from the previous years. 2008 will mark a whole lots of beginning for me too.

A lot had happened this year. I hope a lot better things will happen next year.

I have no resolution. Only wishes that I hope I would do great at new job and have MORE MONEY since I asyik broke.

Happy New Year to all of you. Best of luck and I hope to read a lot more blog posts next year .

p/s: Oh... This post is totally depressing and boring. I will also try to do better at posting next year. Haha..

another p/s: Maybe I will add just another tiny resolution. I will promise to update my fotopages/or which ever photo album I have more diligently.