miss u mom

sent my parents yesterday morning. though not their first time, this time, i felt an emptiness when i got home. i did a pit stop at mum's house and silence greeted me. no nice smell from d kitchen, no sound from the living room. i told rania that i miss mom. it's the same emptiness when they were done visiting me during my school years. it was the same exact feeling. i almost shed a tear. that's when rania said, "ish, apa sedih2 ni..."
and this morning, when she got back from school, i asked her, 'nia, rindu mak tak?'
"kena rindu ke...?"
her answers reminded me of kucingoren.

a day b4 departure

mom n dad are going for umrah tomorrow. so since today is a saturday, she cooked us something special. soto. i know it was quite a troublesome feat but she only did it coz i said, "masakla special sket sebelum gi". after i said that, it only occured to me that, we, d children should be cooking up a storm for her. not the other way around. but my devillish mind sometimes betray me, "mmm...she's leaving us for 10 days without any replacement chef, so why not..."

yeah, i know it's evil.

as for mum's chicken rendang last week at d reunion, i still receive compliments. so when i told mum that my frens cant juz stop talking bout it, u know what she said?

" frankly, that wasnt my best rendang u know..."

cewah mum! u ni kerek la mum...

so as to repay her for making us soto, all she wanted was goreng pisang.

haiya, sap sap soi laa....

what's the point?

i didnt experience d 'no credit card' ruling yet at any petrol station nearby. but seriously, using credit cards are so convenient for some. d thing that pisses me off was, the way the petrol station dealers made the ruling as if they cannot gain any profit AT ALL. i think they are a bunch of selfish arrogant ppl. if they cannot make ANY profit AT ALL, how come there are so many ppl in the waiting list to be a petrol station dealer? and ive known at least 2 dealers that live in a '7 figure' house. so tell me, are they REALLY suffering? i dont think so. perhaps the profit margins are shrinking coz they had to settle for japanese cars instead.
fools.

im not against pious ppl. but somebody should tell them (read : serban)that helmets are designed to protect your heads from any fatal injuries. in case u fell. it's not a sinful accesories. it's built for a purpose.
to protect.
and wearing a serban doesnt mean u're more pious than those who arent wearing one.
it's a matter of choice.
the same thing with those with tudungs. i'd laugh if someone said those girls are better than me. oh gosh, stop making me laugh.
ive seen quite a few antiques from those with tudungs in a cinema.
please get a room.
but then again, who am i to judge?

kek somban

we lost our way to my aunty's house so while waiting for my cousin to lead us d way, i asked hubby to wait outside. while i played with my phone, i said, "amacam kalau posing?" so there u go. posing a-la maut, just like in his school mags. rania even said, malulah org tengok. and we thot it was a cool thing to do!!
the tarzan is sleeping. rania smiled coz no need to fight. and what a peaceful journey...when the tarzan is sleeping of course.
arrived, woke up, eat, over-energetic. doing the jumping on a full tummy.
rania's turn!!
aktiviti tido lepas mkn. venue : living room @ rumah org. description : buruk perangai.

highlights

omigod. i never thot i would have so much fun at the get together. seriously!
d nite b4, i met with a long-lost friend who came all d way from jhr plus a few good ones. it was a blast! im not d type who goes out at nite coz i hate to break my routine. but dis time, i forgot bout d kids for almost 5 hours! there were only 5 of us and yet we made so much noise! i was afraid of some patrons who might want to throw us out. when i came home, they had slept and i felt weird of having to sleep alone. and today's reunion?? it was a double blast! as usual, d noise! it's like everybody was trying to talk to every single person at d same time. and when u thot that all those years we came from different wavelengths, well, that wasnt the case anymore. i didnt have any pictures. it was all in my mind. and to think that some refused to come due to 'inferiority complex?' come on, ive passed that stage a long time ago.
and yeah, i would rate this gathering as d highlight of d year in my life.
let's do it again girls.

a get-together

there's gonna be a small-scale reunion this sat. i dont think they planned it. it was juz somebody's idea of a get-together and the next thing u knew, more ppl were interested to join in. some of us talked bout it. like who r u really cant wait to see? i dont know. i dont want to expect anything. we're gonna see friends that we havent seen since ages ago. what would it be like? i dont know. it's a gonna be a potluck thing. see? food will always bring ppl together. or perhaps, ppl find solace in food to make things better. i dont know. we may not like some ppl but does it matter? it's gonna be fun, isnt it?

monday blues

i forgot my lunchbox today. sigh.
but i did try my luck on queuing up at d post office to claim d rebate. when it was over in under 30 minutes, i think that was pretty smooth. many ppl, but it was tolerable. see? i'm richer by rm625...
went to watch the incredible hulk yesterday. i watched it coz of edward norton. that's it. if it wasnt him, i'd probably wont watch. d same with iron man. coz of robert downey. n iron man was much, much better than hulk. but i'll do anything for edward norton.
i guess im having a monday blues today. u can sense from the lack of enthusiasm in today's entry.
now i know why.
i havent had my coffee yet.

his actual bday

yesterday, 12th june, was omar's actual 2nd bday. mum bought d cake. it wasnt mum's fault that d cake was really awful. but we enjoyed looking at omar blowing d candles. rania apparently loved to fail omar's attempt at blowing. she can be naughty n stubborn at d same time. i was more afraid that omar will throw d cake at her face for disturbing him non-stop. for d bday boy, we didnt mind lighting up d candles again and again. seriously, throwing a party is very tiring. i'll think of something else next year.

my lunchbox for d day

MUM,

today's lunchbox is the best combination.

(rendang daging n sotong with lotsa bawang)

by 10.30am,

d container has already been washed.

and i've received a few envious stares from d ppl at my office,

perhaps they were saying,

'makan nasi tiap2 hari tp apsal tak gemuk2...'

hahahahahaahahaaha...

NOT!!!!!

he's hugging her as if she's left for good. actually she juz got back from school. he'd wait for her. at 12 noon. and she'd shower him with kisses and more hugs. and they hug and hug and hug.

when i'm feeling down, i'd just think of this image in my head and all will fade away.

when looks can be deceiving

noticed ppl get their tempers flared easily when they're on d road? who wouldnt with some inconsiderate drivers on d road eh? i do get angry sometimes. when ppl cut q, i think that's no 1 in my list of 'things i hate when im on d road.' i mean, others can queue up but why cant u? is ur time slightly more important than mine? i think not. unless of course ur wife is bout to deliver. but....there's an exception. i'll never get angry at taxi drivers. noticed how they would stop all of a sudden without any indication to pick up passengers, and how they would get back to d main road, again, without any indication? they expect us to read their minds. but that's ok with me. so far, i have been able to keep my temper when they do that. they're juz trying to earn a living. seriously, i have a soft spot for them. especially when i see pakcik2 with skullcaps and thick glasses. they should stay at home and rest. but i guess they need to earn a living. and that's why it pisses me off when i hear ppl complaining bout not being able to find jobs or in other words, lazy. my reasoning is simple, even d disabled can find jobs. why? coz they WANT to work.

let's have a laugh then. there's this one uncle at my mum's place, quite old, but very friendly. he strolls in d morning, evening, even at nite. so everytime we see him, he never fails to say good morning, good evening or hello. so we assume he could speak english. so one day, when we were bout to go out, he passed by. i said, hello uncle. have u eaten? he stopped and smiled. so i thot, maybe he didnt get what i was saying. so i rephrased, uncle, sudah makan? he smiled again. finally, after a few seconds, he said, english taktau, melayu pun taktau. tau cina. so i laughed with him, saying takpe, takpe. then off we went. fast forward a few weeks, my mum was taking a stroll with one of her neighbours, a french lady. so when they bumped into that uncle, my mum said hello. the uncle stopped. to talk to the french lady. n my, my...he conversed with that lady, in french. as in berabuk gile okay. so there u go. do not, i repeat, do not underestimate that uncle or anybody, for that matter.

let's talk bout it

while waiting for a friend yesterday, from afar, i saw a face. an enemy. what did i do? i turned away. she approached nearer and called up my name. once, i didnt look, twice, i had to look. all i had was a blank expression. for me, it was a clear conscience on my part. u declared war on me, how can i forget? i think she's suffering from amnesia. i value my friends, but not this type of friends. nway, she's my ex-friend. we had a history but im not going there now. oh, juz go away...
called my hubby to inform him. i said, guess who i bumped into?
'give me a clue'.
i said, my enemy.
'but u have so many! which one?'

seriously, i only have 2 at d moment. one; my biras, and another; d one i bumped into on monday. back to back. there's a difference u know between enemies and those whom u r not in talking terms to. the former, u really hate them. there's no turning back on that one. n d latter, maybe u'll be friends again. it happened due to my fault or their faults, but deep in my heart, i wish we could be friends again. when friends care for each other too much, fights happened. it comes in different forms. phone-fight, email-fight, or even gossip-fight. it happened to me, it could happen to u. one moment, u can be so close n the next thing u knew, u're not talking to each other anymore.

see? it's totally 2 different things.

life is not complicated...it's US who make it complicated.

and i admit...sometimes i can be a pain in d ass...............

d parTAY!!

preparation for d party. lotsa balloons! (omar : tak tlng takpe, janji dpt menyibuk) she was a bit envious of omar's cake. i told her, ur cake was d grandest last year!! in case ure wondering, that's ariel in d pool. her remark; apsal ariel mcm buruk sket?
omar loooooveeeessss thomas. (brit, babe...) and spongebob too. so it was like thomas is carrying spongebob in a carriage. tangan spongebob telah dipatahkan oleh tuan punye kek semasa di dlm kereta lagi.
me : party starts at 8 la...

but she insisted on going to d hall at 6.

rania : takpe, nak jaga kek...

kek thomas, baju thomas...bila leka sket, dia start picit2 kek...
daddy trus jerit, "DEY.....!!!!"

more picts soon. i juz wanna say thanks to everybody who attended d party last nite. hope u ppl had a blast! especially my bro's friends who were all in a cheering mode all d time thus making it a merrier place to be. and my frens!! thank u, thank u for making d time to acually turn up. and kepantangan nenek moyang den org cancel last minute. those who gave grandma's ole stories, haiya, i dont buy it la. nevertheless, thanks a million ppl!! d party wouldnt be fun without any of u!!