I am watching The Lake House while blogging.
I didn't get to finish the blog about Terengganu trip and how I thinnk they are not ready for Visit Terengganu Year 2007.
Well, I am actually amazed by the way GartBlue blogs. She is the one who actually dragged me to the whole idea of logging in to the net and write. Bitch, almost most of the time. But she blog almost everyday. And she had four kids! Read Four Kids!
I got one. Yeah I know.
Perhaps she blog in word doc first and cut n paste it later. But I don't like cutting and pasting. It's like, cheating, for me. I feel that I will be cheating the readers, not telling them what is going on in real time kinda way. It doesn't flow nicely from my fingers onto the keyboards. when I do it in word doc, I got time to reread it, adding here and there, correcting my spelling, trying to write more beautifully than what I am capable of. To tell my readers that I am not a better reader is a cheat. Unless I really do write beautifully like Gart.
Back to what I wish.
I wish that the internet connection is there whenever I logged into blogspot.
-- a caption from The Lake House---
"There was a boy before your dad"
"How come you didn't marry him?"
"So that you can ask me this question one day"
---
I wish there's a PC that doesn't take so long starting up.
I wish there's internet cafe at every floor of my favorite mall (Midvalley, Subang parade, Sunway Pyramid) so that I can just go in and write about the nice blouse that I just saw or a hefty price tag attached to one ugly skirt.
I wish.
Saturday, June 30, 2007
Friday, June 22, 2007
My Pulau Kapas Trip
Next year shall be the visit Terenganu year.
I didn't know that until the cab driver picked us up at the Airport which was still under construction for upgrading. It was under construction as well when I went for the short trip in 2006. I wonder whether they will be ready for 2008 is speeding in six months time.
The cab driver dropped us of at a small, looks like a family run business, motel at Pantai Batu Buruk. I personally like the hotel. The pool is well maintained, the scenery of Beach stretched behind our room eventhough the coffee house is the simplest every facing a rows of Semi-Ds in construction. It's not that I hate chain hotels (after Paris Hilton got into jail), but this motel was special. It made me felt at home (with not so clean wall), comfortable and cozy.
Thursday morning was spent trying to go to the beach but at 9:00 at Terengganu, the sun is just eating you down at the beach. So we spent the time at the nice Pool which the kiddo didn't want to get in. We took off to Marang, booked the ferry and found a small gerai that served excellent Sotong bakar.
We took the boat ride quite shakily. It was fast, and the jacket was not properly fastened to the Kiddo. He was scared, I hold his chest and his heart was pumping heavily. I prayed hard and held him tight.
In fright we were until the boat reached the sandy long beach of Pulau Kapas. Have been there before so it was not a surprise to me, but The Man was. We checked and Duta Puri (known before as Tuty Puri) was a total frustration. It pissed me off to think how bad it was until it made me decide to defer my blogging post for now. Till later....
I didn't know that until the cab driver picked us up at the Airport which was still under construction for upgrading. It was under construction as well when I went for the short trip in 2006. I wonder whether they will be ready for 2008 is speeding in six months time.
The cab driver dropped us of at a small, looks like a family run business, motel at Pantai Batu Buruk. I personally like the hotel. The pool is well maintained, the scenery of Beach stretched behind our room eventhough the coffee house is the simplest every facing a rows of Semi-Ds in construction. It's not that I hate chain hotels (after Paris Hilton got into jail), but this motel was special. It made me felt at home (with not so clean wall), comfortable and cozy.
Thursday morning was spent trying to go to the beach but at 9:00 at Terengganu, the sun is just eating you down at the beach. So we spent the time at the nice Pool which the kiddo didn't want to get in. We took off to Marang, booked the ferry and found a small gerai that served excellent Sotong bakar.
We took the boat ride quite shakily. It was fast, and the jacket was not properly fastened to the Kiddo. He was scared, I hold his chest and his heart was pumping heavily. I prayed hard and held him tight.
In fright we were until the boat reached the sandy long beach of Pulau Kapas. Have been there before so it was not a surprise to me, but The Man was. We checked and Duta Puri (known before as Tuty Puri) was a total frustration. It pissed me off to think how bad it was until it made me decide to defer my blogging post for now. Till later....
What's Happening
Last week.
Took thursday to friday off. To Pulau Kapas. Will write at length about that.
Last weekend.
Saturday touched down from Terengganu.
Sunday Saw Shrek3 with the Man.
This week.
Monday finished late. The Man got the Kid and brought him looking at me sealing the tender files into the box.
Tuesday. Was on my feet the whole day. Morning was spent photocpying the tender submission. Afternoon was spent photocopying some action sheet for submission.
Wednesday. Decided to spend morning helping Sihin got the documents signed. Afternoon, was computing the Rate but then saw that the figure was incomplete for Sept for one station, so got held up and waited until ida came back to finish up Sept and i knew she'll be adjusting the July and August figures as well. The date line, was however on Wednesday, too , but I figured out that I could only do that efficiently once her figures are well adjusted. Much correct, that way.
Thursday. Dropped the Kiddo at Tuk Mama's House and he refused to go down from my lap. Until Pingu started.
At the conference room at Residence Hotel with one Station. The Procurement guy was one hour late, held up everyone. Finished up at 4:30.
Arju made a good chairman, his persuasion power is different from Baie but still , had impressed me to bits.
Quickly drove through Sg Besi Highway fleeing back to office and got the refined figures from Ida. Fine tune the rates, making sure that all the rates are fine and the supporting documents are properly numbered, wrote the letter to let the boss sign. Drop a few notes for despatching and Ena to help me photocopying. It was hard, i know, without a surat menyurat clerk but we survive so far.
Friday. Again at the Residence hotel. Knew today would be the toughest. Had fiery discussion with manj but concluded before lunch. Again, thanks to Arju. Fooh...
Baie called, (the boss apparently nowadays check up on us on daily basis), and I casually said it was done and I'm going home to sleep. He said go take a break. Cool eh, when your boss pat your back that way!
Took two hours sleep before went back to Tuk Mama's place to pick up AZ.
Spent 20 mins checking on my Maybank2u and surprised to see that I hvn't checked for 1 whole months. Was fined RM5 for late payment to Visa, the account I direct debit for Touch N Go Zing Card. I knew direct debiting would create problem but decided to sulk in anyway since I was more afraid to reload the Touch n Go at the solemn quiet ATM.
Now I am back home, blogging at the Man's PC in AZ room, on his new table, with him playing his new Play-Doh, and surprisingly, letting me blog freely! I think we are slowly grooming him to be independent. He fumed just now when the daddy refused to change the DVD (of stupid CIA movie with hot sexy angelina jolie's sex scene with matt damon) to cartoon. The Man is apparently now do not abide to the Kiddo's wishes. He does what he wants to do, and let the kiddo knows who's 'da boss'. Well, Mommy , on the other hand always lose to the Kiddo and abide, anyways, with, "Yes son, you win!".
Gotta go play that orange Play-Doh after constants, "Mommy, mommy main la yang ni, please". I melt with that magic word.
Took thursday to friday off. To Pulau Kapas. Will write at length about that.
Last weekend.
Saturday touched down from Terengganu.
Sunday Saw Shrek3 with the Man.
This week.
Monday finished late. The Man got the Kid and brought him looking at me sealing the tender files into the box.
Tuesday. Was on my feet the whole day. Morning was spent photocpying the tender submission. Afternoon was spent photocopying some action sheet for submission.
Wednesday. Decided to spend morning helping Sihin got the documents signed. Afternoon, was computing the Rate but then saw that the figure was incomplete for Sept for one station, so got held up and waited until ida came back to finish up Sept and i knew she'll be adjusting the July and August figures as well. The date line, was however on Wednesday, too , but I figured out that I could only do that efficiently once her figures are well adjusted. Much correct, that way.
Thursday. Dropped the Kiddo at Tuk Mama's House and he refused to go down from my lap. Until Pingu started.
At the conference room at Residence Hotel with one Station. The Procurement guy was one hour late, held up everyone. Finished up at 4:30.
Arju made a good chairman, his persuasion power is different from Baie but still , had impressed me to bits.
Quickly drove through Sg Besi Highway fleeing back to office and got the refined figures from Ida. Fine tune the rates, making sure that all the rates are fine and the supporting documents are properly numbered, wrote the letter to let the boss sign. Drop a few notes for despatching and Ena to help me photocopying. It was hard, i know, without a surat menyurat clerk but we survive so far.
Friday. Again at the Residence hotel. Knew today would be the toughest. Had fiery discussion with manj but concluded before lunch. Again, thanks to Arju. Fooh...
Baie called, (the boss apparently nowadays check up on us on daily basis), and I casually said it was done and I'm going home to sleep. He said go take a break. Cool eh, when your boss pat your back that way!
Took two hours sleep before went back to Tuk Mama's place to pick up AZ.
Spent 20 mins checking on my Maybank2u and surprised to see that I hvn't checked for 1 whole months. Was fined RM5 for late payment to Visa, the account I direct debit for Touch N Go Zing Card. I knew direct debiting would create problem but decided to sulk in anyway since I was more afraid to reload the Touch n Go at the solemn quiet ATM.
Now I am back home, blogging at the Man's PC in AZ room, on his new table, with him playing his new Play-Doh, and surprisingly, letting me blog freely! I think we are slowly grooming him to be independent. He fumed just now when the daddy refused to change the DVD (of stupid CIA movie with hot sexy angelina jolie's sex scene with matt damon) to cartoon. The Man is apparently now do not abide to the Kiddo's wishes. He does what he wants to do, and let the kiddo knows who's 'da boss'. Well, Mommy , on the other hand always lose to the Kiddo and abide, anyways, with, "Yes son, you win!".
Gotta go play that orange Play-Doh after constants, "Mommy, mommy main la yang ni, please". I melt with that magic word.
Thursday, June 07, 2007
My Prime Minister is Getting Married
Apparently, the most eligible bachelor in the country is taken.
His wife passed away a few years ago of breast cancer. She was worshipped as real fighter of the cancer. I wrote a blog on her.
So this new wife is very much like the old one. She's pettitte, a mixed blood, looks like she speaks english very well.
I 'd rather wait to see
1. how she would take the power off si Rosmah, the Deputy PM who is running the show on all social events.
2. how would she lead the nation as the first lady.
More is yet to see. Of course I want to see more is done beside promoting the local kebaya.
Other than that, my heartiest congratulations to the Prime Minister and I hope he finds his happiness.
His wife passed away a few years ago of breast cancer. She was worshipped as real fighter of the cancer. I wrote a blog on her.
So this new wife is very much like the old one. She's pettitte, a mixed blood, looks like she speaks english very well.
I 'd rather wait to see
1. how she would take the power off si Rosmah, the Deputy PM who is running the show on all social events.
2. how would she lead the nation as the first lady.
More is yet to see. Of course I want to see more is done beside promoting the local kebaya.
Other than that, my heartiest congratulations to the Prime Minister and I hope he finds his happiness.
Linkin Park’s Minutes to Midnight
This one is a bit different. It takes a while to fall in love but once you have fallen in love, you’d find out that the strength of this album, like the other albums is the fact that each of the songs is totally unique, arrangement-wise, vocal-wise and instrument-wise. It took me three rounds to fall in love and when I took time to really look at the lyrics and sing together, that’s when I realized that this one took a while to fall in love.
My favorite for the moment is the current hit single : What I’ve Done. Love Chester’s voice, love the piano. Then I love Chester low tone in In Pieces. The bridge’ guitar was fantastic, a bit 60s-ish turning to soft to medium rock but mellowy. Surprisingly, me, being and always being the Chester Benington’s girl, had fallen in love with Mike’s rough-but-smooth low vocals in In Between. This song is unlike other of Mike’s. I love Shadow Of The Day’s bass and when the violin hits towards before the bridge, it was awesome, almost like the climax of the album if any album would have a climax. I love the acoustic guitar (remind me of the kampong boys’ guitar kapok) in The Little Things Give You Away. They finished the song after coming back visiting New Orlean’s left over of Katrina’s.
The emotions carried through the whole album were very much different from the previous albums. Very little anger but a lot more frustration, pain and disappointment.
The album cover was a bit dull, I guess, but each of the pages are just like the songs, unique, different, but in harmony with each other. Lovely. Seemed that LP wanted to remind me a lesson long forgotten, never judge a book by its cover i.e. never judge our music by our cd cover.
With this, I pledged to remain as Linkin Park’s girl for quite a while.
My favorite for the moment is the current hit single : What I’ve Done. Love Chester’s voice, love the piano. Then I love Chester low tone in In Pieces. The bridge’ guitar was fantastic, a bit 60s-ish turning to soft to medium rock but mellowy. Surprisingly, me, being and always being the Chester Benington’s girl, had fallen in love with Mike’s rough-but-smooth low vocals in In Between. This song is unlike other of Mike’s. I love Shadow Of The Day’s bass and when the violin hits towards before the bridge, it was awesome, almost like the climax of the album if any album would have a climax. I love the acoustic guitar (remind me of the kampong boys’ guitar kapok) in The Little Things Give You Away. They finished the song after coming back visiting New Orlean’s left over of Katrina’s.
The emotions carried through the whole album were very much different from the previous albums. Very little anger but a lot more frustration, pain and disappointment.
The album cover was a bit dull, I guess, but each of the pages are just like the songs, unique, different, but in harmony with each other. Lovely. Seemed that LP wanted to remind me a lesson long forgotten, never judge a book by its cover i.e. never judge our music by our cd cover.
With this, I pledged to remain as Linkin Park’s girl for quite a while.
Wednesday, June 06, 2007
It Gets Ugly When You Say It's The Mightiest
Remember high school when there are bunch of girls who had boyfriends and constantly talk about nothing else but the boyfriends?
They compared boyfriends, what they do to them, what present they got for the girls, what present they wanna get for the guys. When they went for a soccer match, their eyes were on their guys, and when they hit back the dorms, they just couldn't stop talking about the cool thing the guys did during the match, or whether their guys winked to them or not, or whether they caught their guys flirt with girls from other school.
When they opened their eyes on weekends, where there is no room check, and it's the boys outing day, they would just lazying around in their beds and started to think whether their guys will bring them a bar of Cadburry's for them. If by end of the day, the bar of Cadburry's were passed to them by a junior, they will call the other girlfriends, happily, and eat together.
It gets ugly when one of the guys dumped one of your girlfriends and they, away from the girl who just got dumped, gossiping around. "My Nik won't do that, he's too nice and couldn't afford to lose me". "My KDY (another favorite thing to do, nick name your guy) the other day send me a note saying that if a girl is selfish and concentrate too much about her and her only, he'll leave the girl". "My Jon (another favorite thing, naming your guy by your NKOTB's favorite), is better, he said that politics will determine what kind of girl he wants to date, and that's why I'm stick to the current state government".
It gets uglier. "How could he? My Nik won't judge a girl by her political interest. It's absurd". "You know what, my KDY is better, he loves the girl as she is".
When the word better, greater, nicer, much caring, much loving got spread around, people tends to defend their crushes and start competing to each other on how lovely can their crushes be.
I guess that is how the war of religion started.
Sad, isn't it, that when people start fighting in the name of God but God in the first place, had never created war and hatred.
They compared boyfriends, what they do to them, what present they got for the girls, what present they wanna get for the guys. When they went for a soccer match, their eyes were on their guys, and when they hit back the dorms, they just couldn't stop talking about the cool thing the guys did during the match, or whether their guys winked to them or not, or whether they caught their guys flirt with girls from other school.
When they opened their eyes on weekends, where there is no room check, and it's the boys outing day, they would just lazying around in their beds and started to think whether their guys will bring them a bar of Cadburry's for them. If by end of the day, the bar of Cadburry's were passed to them by a junior, they will call the other girlfriends, happily, and eat together.
It gets ugly when one of the guys dumped one of your girlfriends and they, away from the girl who just got dumped, gossiping around. "My Nik won't do that, he's too nice and couldn't afford to lose me". "My KDY (another favorite thing to do, nick name your guy) the other day send me a note saying that if a girl is selfish and concentrate too much about her and her only, he'll leave the girl". "My Jon (another favorite thing, naming your guy by your NKOTB's favorite), is better, he said that politics will determine what kind of girl he wants to date, and that's why I'm stick to the current state government".
It gets uglier. "How could he? My Nik won't judge a girl by her political interest. It's absurd". "You know what, my KDY is better, he loves the girl as she is".
When the word better, greater, nicer, much caring, much loving got spread around, people tends to defend their crushes and start competing to each other on how lovely can their crushes be.
I guess that is how the war of religion started.
Sad, isn't it, that when people start fighting in the name of God but God in the first place, had never created war and hatred.
Sunday, June 03, 2007
Nice Weekend
Took Thursday off and took parents to Mines Lake Tour (was supposed to be Jalan TAR's visit but the crying Azeuchry called us back).
Friday. Visited my grandmother's little Sister. Both husband and wife are now on Severe Stage of Alzheimer. They stayed with their two single girls. They can't remember faces. They remembered old stories. The wife apparently still can talk but the husband had lost his talking skills. Both had lost the basic skills like going to the loos, asking when they are hungry and of course, loving.
I pitied the girls much more. The youngest one, especially. She is my age. At the age of 30, I could go out and buy things that I want, I have a husband to hug and hugs me back, I have a kid to love and loves me back. God! I have so much more than Ateh Ya has. She doesn't even watch TV. The time is occupied cleaning up after the parents, cooking for them, cleaning up the mess they purposely created. Other than that, she just had to look at them sitting on the sofa not talking to each other.
All of us were overwhelmed with various feelings.
After the parents gone back home, the Man decided to cheer me up and drove to Genting. We arrived around 3:00, bought tickets for Outdoor park and dragged Azeuchry around. I counted and towards the end of the day, we had four rides altogether: The Ferris Wheel (mommy, daddy and Azuechry), Teacups, Jumbo and Train.
Saturday. We stayed home and Mommy cook delicious mee soup.
Sunday. Ironed the weekend's shirts. We did up the garden a bit and went to Kamarul's son's wedding. Came back and saw TV.
I must say it is rather a nice weekend because I got ahead of all the chores. It is nice to be finishing the chores and do nothing on Sunday but relaxing.
Nice weekend.
Friday. Visited my grandmother's little Sister. Both husband and wife are now on Severe Stage of Alzheimer. They stayed with their two single girls. They can't remember faces. They remembered old stories. The wife apparently still can talk but the husband had lost his talking skills. Both had lost the basic skills like going to the loos, asking when they are hungry and of course, loving.
I pitied the girls much more. The youngest one, especially. She is my age. At the age of 30, I could go out and buy things that I want, I have a husband to hug and hugs me back, I have a kid to love and loves me back. God! I have so much more than Ateh Ya has. She doesn't even watch TV. The time is occupied cleaning up after the parents, cooking for them, cleaning up the mess they purposely created. Other than that, she just had to look at them sitting on the sofa not talking to each other.
All of us were overwhelmed with various feelings.
After the parents gone back home, the Man decided to cheer me up and drove to Genting. We arrived around 3:00, bought tickets for Outdoor park and dragged Azeuchry around. I counted and towards the end of the day, we had four rides altogether: The Ferris Wheel (mommy, daddy and Azuechry), Teacups, Jumbo and Train.
Saturday. We stayed home and Mommy cook delicious mee soup.
Sunday. Ironed the weekend's shirts. We did up the garden a bit and went to Kamarul's son's wedding. Came back and saw TV.
I must say it is rather a nice weekend because I got ahead of all the chores. It is nice to be finishing the chores and do nothing on Sunday but relaxing.
Nice weekend.
Recent Dewan Ulama
Read Utusan front page on the comments made by Perak's PAS representative on the recent Dewan Ulama PAS.
(Note: Dewan Ulama PAS is like the Perhimpunan Agung Umno where people of their parties talk speak out. It is always held annually)
(Note: PAS is the one of two opposing parties favored by about 30% of Malaysian populations. An acronyms of Malaysia Islamic Party, the members are all highly Islamic educated. The recent movement had seen the professional such as doctors, lecturers whose degrees didn't come from either Mesir nor Arabian Countries but have some sort of strong Islamic education)
(Note: These notes are the personal opinion of the writer)
I couldn't agree more of what was opined by Perak's PAS representative.
It is true that what PAS had been fighting for are all the wrongdoings by UMNO politicians, in reality, what of are the other governments in the world. Things like bureaucracy, autocracy, bribery, corruptions, cronies-conquering-the-must-lucrative-pots; diseases normally known to the society.
Through time, there's nothing different about PAS from the other opposing parties in the other regions.
What I feel PAS should be doing is actually highlighting to the society on the other issues that is more alarming. Like, the recent arguments about Internet Investment. Are they halal? Then, the ectassy pills. Have some sort of same pills existed in Rasullulah's time and what had Rasullulah said about them?
You see, PAS are not opined to state whether these are halals or not but highlighting to the people is something that they can do because they have all the expertise in house. Plus, they have the Harakah, the post that are purchased by not only members but also nons.
Instead of going on and on about how inappropriate for the government to grant licenses to these night club operators, they could talk about the similarities of ectassy pills with the alcohols.
Instead of going on and on about how cruel the government to allow these interest-fixed bank to operate, they could highlight to the people of the characteristics of riba' and how close or far the Internet Investment is.
It is sad to see how people use Islam to talk bad about the current government and do nothing to suggest the way forward of making things good. Our Malaysian Politics is unique of the others. Unlike the Democrat and Republics of the States, they very much fight for the same way but PAS has the advantages: the strong headed, Islamic background, clear faith and highly, very highly educated members.
Unless they change the way they are politicking, i.e. do nothing but condemning, they are not in the position of being unique.
Just my thought.
(Note: Dewan Ulama PAS is like the Perhimpunan Agung Umno where people of their parties talk speak out. It is always held annually)
(Note: PAS is the one of two opposing parties favored by about 30% of Malaysian populations. An acronyms of Malaysia Islamic Party, the members are all highly Islamic educated. The recent movement had seen the professional such as doctors, lecturers whose degrees didn't come from either Mesir nor Arabian Countries but have some sort of strong Islamic education)
(Note: These notes are the personal opinion of the writer)
I couldn't agree more of what was opined by Perak's PAS representative.
It is true that what PAS had been fighting for are all the wrongdoings by UMNO politicians, in reality, what of are the other governments in the world. Things like bureaucracy, autocracy, bribery, corruptions, cronies-conquering-the-must-lucrative-pots; diseases normally known to the society.
Through time, there's nothing different about PAS from the other opposing parties in the other regions.
What I feel PAS should be doing is actually highlighting to the society on the other issues that is more alarming. Like, the recent arguments about Internet Investment. Are they halal? Then, the ectassy pills. Have some sort of same pills existed in Rasullulah's time and what had Rasullulah said about them?
You see, PAS are not opined to state whether these are halals or not but highlighting to the people is something that they can do because they have all the expertise in house. Plus, they have the Harakah, the post that are purchased by not only members but also nons.
Instead of going on and on about how inappropriate for the government to grant licenses to these night club operators, they could talk about the similarities of ectassy pills with the alcohols.
Instead of going on and on about how cruel the government to allow these interest-fixed bank to operate, they could highlight to the people of the characteristics of riba' and how close or far the Internet Investment is.
It is sad to see how people use Islam to talk bad about the current government and do nothing to suggest the way forward of making things good. Our Malaysian Politics is unique of the others. Unlike the Democrat and Republics of the States, they very much fight for the same way but PAS has the advantages: the strong headed, Islamic background, clear faith and highly, very highly educated members.
Unless they change the way they are politicking, i.e. do nothing but condemning, they are not in the position of being unique.
Just my thought.
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