Assalamu'alaikum....
It's 6.09 in the morning, and I can't sleep. Surprse, suprise. Seriously, with the flu, slight fever and never-ending ability to not be able to sleep,this is getting annoying. Not to mention my apartment looking like a wreck. I have to acknowledge the fact that I have too many furniture, not enough elec. outlets, and not enough kitchen space. I really, really, really need to get everything organized before all hell breaks loose and I won't even have time catch a quick blink, let alone some sleep.
Yesterday's sorority chapter was uneventful, to say the least. Apparently Michigan is starting a new fraternity, called the Triangle, for men in engineering and hard-sciences (like astronomy, physics, biology, comp. science etc.), and they would like us to help with recruiting members of all classes, even seniors graduating next semester. So Wolverine men, if you're reading this and you're interested (if you're a senior, all the better, you only have to do this for 2 semesters), just tell me and I'll try to forward your info to my pres. It should be easy to get in, especially if you're a senior, because there's no rush activities to do, plus being part of the founder's should prove beneficial.
My sorority sisters wanted to go play frisbee in the reflection pool after chapter, and because of my flu, all I wanted to do was crawl into bed and bug my mommy.... except she's not here. So they went, and I went home, had dinner and just crashed at 9.30 pm. Hence the early morning I'm having today.
I'm still a lil' miffed that my parents are going to Korea without me, I would have soooo wanted to go. Apparently everything came through at the last minute, they thought they weren't able to go. These are the times I'm glad I'm not at home, because then I wouldn't be constantly reminded I'm not in Korea, sightseeing with the fam.
I'm not looking forward to today's classes at all ....
Wassalam.....
Wednesday, September 08, 2004
Tuesday, September 07, 2004
Assalamu'alaikum....
I officially have the weirdest school schedule in the history of my education. My earliest class is at 12.30, and the latest my class ends is at 7 pm. 7 freakin' pm!!! Average time I finish class? 6.30 pm (holy shit!! ). Best day of the week? Thursday, when I only have one class and it goes from 12.30 to 1.30 pm. Why is my schedule so "cantik"? MDE, or Major Design Experience, three EECS courses one has to take as part of the whole torture program. I decided to do it this semester since I couldn't figure out yet what courses I wanna do, and MDE is required, and also because I don't feel like oing out in the middle of the night during my winter semester. Freezing my butt off in a late-evening class in winter is not how I plan to spend my last undergraduate semester.
Last undergraduate semester.... I honestly cannot believe 4 years has already past. I didn't expect to spend 4 years of my life in such an academic and emotional roller-coaster. I was realistic enough to not expect it to go smooth all the time, but to suck a whole bunch of times? I had to work more than I did during my SPM years just so that I can get by with passable results, and even that backfired last semester. This semester I soooo need to redeem myself, or else there is no point of my travelling all this way to go to the US to study when I could have done better at home. Failure, and being average, is not an option. Not this time, when I did so badly last semester. So there you go... studies, work, sorority stuff, and of course, bulan puase (yeay!!!). Sums up my semester....
True to my form, I forgot to pen in last night, and decided to do it this morning. Last night Deera, Alisa, Hanis and I went to the pre-class bash. I think we were jinxed, because as soon as we arrived, it started to pour really bad. Isn't that something. They should put us in the middle of the desert, we'd turn it into a "hutan khatulistiwa" in no time. Keskeskes...... worst thing about it was riding on the bus. Oh... my.... God... (*gag*). Bottom line: susah jadi species2 orang yg same aras dengan ketiak org lain, phuuuh. 'Nuff said.
It's almost 10 o'clock in the morning, my class starts at 12.30, maybe it's a good idea for me to take a bath and relax first before jumping into the whole first-day-of-class thing. Plus, I have a sorority chapter tonight, with the very ominous message of "wear clothes that you don't really care about, or your swimsuit ith shorts". Aaaa? Am I gonna get wet? Pelted with water-filled balloons? Paint that stupid rock again? Mud-wrestling?(start sarcarsm) People at the Media Union would looooove that. (end sarcasm)
I bought the Michigan Planner on Sunday. They have stickers at the back to put in to remind yourself of stuff. There are 27 Test stickers, 27 Project due stickers, 18 work out stickers..... and only 9 Party stickers. Ominous ominous .....
To my darling friends back in the land of Anwar-free Malaysia, "sa rang jae" (I love you in Korean)
Wassalam....
I officially have the weirdest school schedule in the history of my education. My earliest class is at 12.30, and the latest my class ends is at 7 pm. 7 freakin' pm!!! Average time I finish class? 6.30 pm (holy shit!! ). Best day of the week? Thursday, when I only have one class and it goes from 12.30 to 1.30 pm. Why is my schedule so "cantik"? MDE, or Major Design Experience, three EECS courses one has to take as part of the whole torture program. I decided to do it this semester since I couldn't figure out yet what courses I wanna do, and MDE is required, and also because I don't feel like oing out in the middle of the night during my winter semester. Freezing my butt off in a late-evening class in winter is not how I plan to spend my last undergraduate semester.
Last undergraduate semester.... I honestly cannot believe 4 years has already past. I didn't expect to spend 4 years of my life in such an academic and emotional roller-coaster. I was realistic enough to not expect it to go smooth all the time, but to suck a whole bunch of times? I had to work more than I did during my SPM years just so that I can get by with passable results, and even that backfired last semester. This semester I soooo need to redeem myself, or else there is no point of my travelling all this way to go to the US to study when I could have done better at home. Failure, and being average, is not an option. Not this time, when I did so badly last semester. So there you go... studies, work, sorority stuff, and of course, bulan puase (yeay!!!). Sums up my semester....
True to my form, I forgot to pen in last night, and decided to do it this morning. Last night Deera, Alisa, Hanis and I went to the pre-class bash. I think we were jinxed, because as soon as we arrived, it started to pour really bad. Isn't that something. They should put us in the middle of the desert, we'd turn it into a "hutan khatulistiwa" in no time. Keskeskes...... worst thing about it was riding on the bus. Oh... my.... God... (*gag*). Bottom line: susah jadi species2 orang yg same aras dengan ketiak org lain, phuuuh. 'Nuff said.
It's almost 10 o'clock in the morning, my class starts at 12.30, maybe it's a good idea for me to take a bath and relax first before jumping into the whole first-day-of-class thing. Plus, I have a sorority chapter tonight, with the very ominous message of "wear clothes that you don't really care about, or your swimsuit ith shorts". Aaaa? Am I gonna get wet? Pelted with water-filled balloons? Paint that stupid rock again? Mud-wrestling?(start sarcarsm) People at the Media Union would looooove that. (end sarcasm)
I bought the Michigan Planner on Sunday. They have stickers at the back to put in to remind yourself of stuff. There are 27 Test stickers, 27 Project due stickers, 18 work out stickers..... and only 9 Party stickers. Ominous ominous .....
To my darling friends back in the land of Anwar-free Malaysia, "sa rang jae" (I love you in Korean)
Wassalam....
Monday, September 06, 2004
Assalamu'alaikum....
Currently taking a break from "meleperkan" boxes and decided to pen in some stuff before I forgot about them. Okay, to those of you who has watched Puteri Gunung Ledang and know who Dave Chappelle is, did you notice that Tun Mamat looks exactly like Dave Chappelle? The resemblance is uncanny, I was so surprised. It was eerie watching Dave Chappelle be serious and talk in Malay, I kept wanting to giggle in the theatre that it totally threw me off the movie track a couple of times.
I was also looking at an old magazine, and there was a picture of teeny-bopper singer Jojo. At first glance, I thought it was a picture of Lindsay Lohan, except Lindsay had more freckles and the picture was waaaaaayyy too serious looking for a Lindsay pic. Seriously, Jojo looked like Lindsay in that photo, and then like Vanessa Carlton in another.
When will the celebrity resemblance end? (tapi, Tun Mamat yg rupe cam Dave Chappelle tuh jugak yg tak tahan)
Special congrats to Elle for appearing in the Dara.com magazine memperagakan care2 memakai tudung dgn ayunye. And spcial gelak to Bahijah adik Hakim for kantoi masuk v-clip Ada Apa Dengan Gedik, heheheh. Kidding sweetie, you looked fabulous, kalau betul the girl I thought was you really is you (ape jadah ntah grammar, bantai sajaaa ). And to my cuzzy, did they put u in Tatler yet?If they did, I want a copy of it.
Sekarang tgh tgk MTV VMA 2004 and Tony Hawk is skate-boarding on stage while a very frightened Ashlee Simpson looked over. Think she's afraid that she's gonna smushed by an out-of-control Tony, though that didn't happen. And Marilyn Monson presented an award with Mandy Moore.... they might have the same initials, but I think that's about the only thing they have in common. Christina Aguilera seems to have a Marilyn Monroe complex, and Beyonce's outfit looked.... weird. The hot pants are cute, the top.... not so cute.
Okay, my break is up. Can you imagine I wrote all of this in 10 minutes? Be assured, for the lack of anything better to do, I'd write again before going to sleep tonight.
Wassalam....
Currently taking a break from "meleperkan" boxes and decided to pen in some stuff before I forgot about them. Okay, to those of you who has watched Puteri Gunung Ledang and know who Dave Chappelle is, did you notice that Tun Mamat looks exactly like Dave Chappelle? The resemblance is uncanny, I was so surprised. It was eerie watching Dave Chappelle be serious and talk in Malay, I kept wanting to giggle in the theatre that it totally threw me off the movie track a couple of times.
I was also looking at an old magazine, and there was a picture of teeny-bopper singer Jojo. At first glance, I thought it was a picture of Lindsay Lohan, except Lindsay had more freckles and the picture was waaaaaayyy too serious looking for a Lindsay pic. Seriously, Jojo looked like Lindsay in that photo, and then like Vanessa Carlton in another.
When will the celebrity resemblance end? (tapi, Tun Mamat yg rupe cam Dave Chappelle tuh jugak yg tak tahan)
Special congrats to Elle for appearing in the Dara.com magazine memperagakan care2 memakai tudung dgn ayunye. And spcial gelak to Bahijah adik Hakim for kantoi masuk v-clip Ada Apa Dengan Gedik, heheheh. Kidding sweetie, you looked fabulous, kalau betul the girl I thought was you really is you (ape jadah ntah grammar, bantai sajaaa ). And to my cuzzy, did they put u in Tatler yet?If they did, I want a copy of it.
Sekarang tgh tgk MTV VMA 2004 and Tony Hawk is skate-boarding on stage while a very frightened Ashlee Simpson looked over. Think she's afraid that she's gonna smushed by an out-of-control Tony, though that didn't happen. And Marilyn Monson presented an award with Mandy Moore.... they might have the same initials, but I think that's about the only thing they have in common. Christina Aguilera seems to have a Marilyn Monroe complex, and Beyonce's outfit looked.... weird. The hot pants are cute, the top.... not so cute.
Okay, my break is up. Can you imagine I wrote all of this in 10 minutes? Be assured, for the lack of anything better to do, I'd write again before going to sleep tonight.
Wassalam....
Assalamu'alaikum....
Yeah, so I decided to sleep last night rather than unpacking some more stuff. Hehehe... too pening to really be able to unpack effectively. bedroom unlivable, so slept in the living room instead. Woke up to the advertisement of The Firm. Aiyok... nothing more depressing in the mornings than to wake up to a health advertisement after admonishing yourself the day before about all the pretty clothes that you can't fit into. Well, actually there is something more depressing, but hey, that particular depressing lasts all day and night, so that doesn't count.
It is damn 6.34 am, and I'm already up. The sun is already up too. Hullo Mr. Sun..... maybe today I'll see you more than just a couple of hours. All I want to do is to crawl myself back to bed and sleep till tomorrow comes. But then again, I have to go to school tomorrow. Yuck. Reminds of that piece of song.... "Tomorrow, tomorrow, I love ya, tomorrow, it's only a day away"...... except in my case, replace the word love with hate , and the singer has an expression about as happy as a dead chicken.
Ever since the whole picture fiasco (tu lah, carik pasal sendiri, she's only doing what comes natural to everyone, so I'm not mad, just that my face constantly burns with humiliation when I remember everything), my stomach feels like it's been punched repeatedly, and it was hard to eat anything yesterday. Or maybe that's more due to the fact I was sick rather than heart-sick. Can't wait till I can pray again, I seriously need some extra guidance right now.
My mom and dad are going to Korea on the 15th, and my sis-in-law, brother and nephew are going to Bali on the same day. I am sooo jealous. Seriously. My mom should be in heaven when she gets there, she loves those Korean series (which are pretty good, Korean heroes are kinda hot). My darlng niece is gonna be in Johor with her other set of grandparents.Tinggal lah my 2nd bro sengsorang kat rumah. If it wasn't for the fact that my house is totally not in party shape, I would expect him to throw a big bash the moment my parents get outta the house. Thank you abang for the lovely laptop bags that you bought for me, love them.
Today, I at least need to get my bedroom in walking in condition. Last night Nik, Hakam, Rock and Sharence came by, and I hate the fact that I couldn't act like a proper hostess because my pinggan mangkuk gelas is MIA. And there was n't a lotta place to sit becase my furniture is everywhere. It's just ridiculous. One of my best friends back home said I would make an excellent politician's wife because I'm obsessed with my guests whenever I have people over (unless the "people" have been in my house numerous times and know where everything is). It's always "Makan lah lagi" or "nak air?" or "semue bende cukup tak?". Keskeskes..... politician's wife.... please. Truth is, nowadays my needs revolves around the people I love and the people I'm with. Kinda a weird confession coming from a girl who's constantly trying to do her own thing and live in ignorance so that if other dissapprove, then I don't have to deal with it. So it doesn't matter if I marry a politician, or a rebel, or a Harley-Davidson buff, or a lecturer, or a golfer, a geek, a party animal..... who he is is moot point. Finding him is the interesting part... or the hard and annoying part, depending on your views.
I'm 22, and it's kinda a downer realizing that the earliest I can think about settling down would be in my late 20s, going on to 30s. There's just so much I have to do, so much that I need to accomplish before I can concentrate on having my own family, my own little girl and little boy. Put that with my own guy-related paranoia, it is not a great subject for me. The question "How's your love life?" always gives me the Fake-Smile Cardiac , where I would feel bile coming up my throat and I would paste a fake smile on my face and say some stupid random thing. Just because I'm not ready, doesn't mean that I don't privately wish that I'm settled in that department, safely engaged or married. Couples' promises mean nothing to me, I've seen a couple's relationship, which lasted a decade, just dissolve in front of my eyes in a period of a few weeks. I've seen (and had) promises broken and tears flow and dreams shattered. Dating, at the least, brings companionship for a few hours, and at the end of the day it's still just you. Even that is better than not having time to date instead. Oh well....
Yeah, those are some reaaaaaallllly depressing thought, this early in the morning. I seriously need a new hobby, or at least have time to go to the gym and forget about stuff. That might be good. I'll do that.... right after my room gets cleaned up. Oh crap.
Just another morning in Ann Arbor, wishing that I can just click my heels and be transported back to my family.....
Wassalam....
Yeah, so I decided to sleep last night rather than unpacking some more stuff. Hehehe... too pening to really be able to unpack effectively. bedroom unlivable, so slept in the living room instead. Woke up to the advertisement of The Firm. Aiyok... nothing more depressing in the mornings than to wake up to a health advertisement after admonishing yourself the day before about all the pretty clothes that you can't fit into. Well, actually there is something more depressing, but hey, that particular depressing lasts all day and night, so that doesn't count.
It is damn 6.34 am, and I'm already up. The sun is already up too. Hullo Mr. Sun..... maybe today I'll see you more than just a couple of hours. All I want to do is to crawl myself back to bed and sleep till tomorrow comes. But then again, I have to go to school tomorrow. Yuck. Reminds of that piece of song.... "Tomorrow, tomorrow, I love ya, tomorrow, it's only a day away"...... except in my case, replace the word love with hate , and the singer has an expression about as happy as a dead chicken.
Ever since the whole picture fiasco (tu lah, carik pasal sendiri, she's only doing what comes natural to everyone, so I'm not mad, just that my face constantly burns with humiliation when I remember everything), my stomach feels like it's been punched repeatedly, and it was hard to eat anything yesterday. Or maybe that's more due to the fact I was sick rather than heart-sick. Can't wait till I can pray again, I seriously need some extra guidance right now.
My mom and dad are going to Korea on the 15th, and my sis-in-law, brother and nephew are going to Bali on the same day. I am sooo jealous. Seriously. My mom should be in heaven when she gets there, she loves those Korean series (which are pretty good, Korean heroes are kinda hot). My darlng niece is gonna be in Johor with her other set of grandparents.Tinggal lah my 2nd bro sengsorang kat rumah. If it wasn't for the fact that my house is totally not in party shape, I would expect him to throw a big bash the moment my parents get outta the house. Thank you abang for the lovely laptop bags that you bought for me, love them.
Today, I at least need to get my bedroom in walking in condition. Last night Nik, Hakam, Rock and Sharence came by, and I hate the fact that I couldn't act like a proper hostess because my pinggan mangkuk gelas is MIA. And there was n't a lotta place to sit becase my furniture is everywhere. It's just ridiculous. One of my best friends back home said I would make an excellent politician's wife because I'm obsessed with my guests whenever I have people over (unless the "people" have been in my house numerous times and know where everything is). It's always "Makan lah lagi" or "nak air?" or "semue bende cukup tak?". Keskeskes..... politician's wife.... please. Truth is, nowadays my needs revolves around the people I love and the people I'm with. Kinda a weird confession coming from a girl who's constantly trying to do her own thing and live in ignorance so that if other dissapprove, then I don't have to deal with it. So it doesn't matter if I marry a politician, or a rebel, or a Harley-Davidson buff, or a lecturer, or a golfer, a geek, a party animal..... who he is is moot point. Finding him is the interesting part... or the hard and annoying part, depending on your views.
I'm 22, and it's kinda a downer realizing that the earliest I can think about settling down would be in my late 20s, going on to 30s. There's just so much I have to do, so much that I need to accomplish before I can concentrate on having my own family, my own little girl and little boy. Put that with my own guy-related paranoia, it is not a great subject for me. The question "How's your love life?" always gives me the Fake-Smile Cardiac , where I would feel bile coming up my throat and I would paste a fake smile on my face and say some stupid random thing. Just because I'm not ready, doesn't mean that I don't privately wish that I'm settled in that department, safely engaged or married. Couples' promises mean nothing to me, I've seen a couple's relationship, which lasted a decade, just dissolve in front of my eyes in a period of a few weeks. I've seen (and had) promises broken and tears flow and dreams shattered. Dating, at the least, brings companionship for a few hours, and at the end of the day it's still just you. Even that is better than not having time to date instead. Oh well....
Yeah, those are some reaaaaaallllly depressing thought, this early in the morning. I seriously need a new hobby, or at least have time to go to the gym and forget about stuff. That might be good. I'll do that.... right after my room gets cleaned up. Oh crap.
Just another morning in Ann Arbor, wishing that I can just click my heels and be transported back to my family.....
Wassalam....
Assalamu'alaikum...
I am just so, so tired right now. After half a day of vacuuming and mopping the living room and putting the carpet on and basically ignoring my flu, I came down with a fever. Isn't that just peachy. Since my bedroom is currently unlivable, I dragged my pillow and quilt out to my carpeted living room and just slept there until about 10 pm. After that I got up, had 2 pieces of roti with "kaya" and watched some TV. Actually, watched a lotta TV. Of course, the channels took some getting used to, the line-up is somewhat different.
I guess I should try and get some more unpacking done, or at least some sleep for the night... I'll try and penn-in some more stuff tomorow to make up for lost time.
Wassalam....
I am just so, so tired right now. After half a day of vacuuming and mopping the living room and putting the carpet on and basically ignoring my flu, I came down with a fever. Isn't that just peachy. Since my bedroom is currently unlivable, I dragged my pillow and quilt out to my carpeted living room and just slept there until about 10 pm. After that I got up, had 2 pieces of roti with "kaya" and watched some TV. Actually, watched a lotta TV. Of course, the channels took some getting used to, the line-up is somewhat different.
I guess I should try and get some more unpacking done, or at least some sleep for the night... I'll try and penn-in some more stuff tomorow to make up for lost time.
Wassalam....
Sunday, September 05, 2004
Assalamu'alaikum...
It's damn 3 o'clock in the morning and I still can't sleep, probably due to the fact that I just did a very stupid thing. I was browsing through my Friendster and came upon some pictures, at somebody else's account (I haven't figured out camane nak block user gune Friendster), that made me feel like a big boulder just landed on my chest. It was as if I had a thousand knives and a thousand arrows simultaneously piercing through my heart and shredding it to pieces. Strange, how you would think you are past all of those things and yet even the dumbest things can trigger what I call the "Post-relation Cardiac". Like Bantut said, nak lupe, tapi kalau lupe, macam kering jadinye, so tak lupe (or something like that lah). My mom would be so mad if she finds out about this. Oh well....
I had a pretty boring day, saw Dennis, bought textbooks, dinner with Nik, slept. All the routine stuff. My room still looks like I'm housing refugee boxes, and my sleep cycle is still pretty much screwed up. On a brighter note, I recived my 100-dollar rebate from Sony today, and some nice "how-are-you-doing" messages from my friends and kinda-friends-but-I'm-not-sure. And my inboxes are, again, flooded with party invites, curtesy of my active sorority status. Strangely enough, the party lobe of my brain went into hibernation these past few days. I missed tonight's Dance Trilogy, though not intentionally, SOMEONE manage to do a wee bit of a mix up so there I was, all dressed up and no-where to go. Jen did say that will happen at least once in your life, so I guess my time was due. I changed back into my comfy PJs, tried to take care of my sore throat (ouchie... it hurts so bad), and tried to figure out what to do with my non-existent class schedule.... and school starts in 2 days. Isn't that a pickle.
On a not so bright note again... I think I'm coming down with the flu. Hopefully it'll go away by the timw school starts. My headache is going on overtime right now, so maybe I should stop tapping on my keyboard and go to sleep. But before I do, here's the lyrics to a song that I totally adore, it's so cool. It's by Sarah McLachlan, one of my favorites, sebab suare die ade quality berhantu sket, hahaha.... Lyrics has a weeeeeee bit story of my life in it, 'cause one does feel like one made a mistake that one can't redeem in the eyes of others, and that is truly, just messed up....
Fallen by Sarah McLachlan
Heaven bent to take my hand
And lead me through the fire
Be the long awaited answer
To a long and painful fight
Truth be told I've tried my best
But somewhere along the way
I got caught up in all there was to offer
And the cost was so much more than I could bear
Though I've tried, I've fallen...
I have sunk so low
I have messed up
Better I should know
So don't come round here
And tell me I told you so...
We all begin with good intent
Love was raw and young
We believed that we could change ourselves
THe past could be undone
But we carry on our backs the burden
Time always reveals
The lonely light of morning
The wound that would not heal
It's the bitter taste of losing everything
That I have held so dear.
I've fallen...I have sunk so low
I have messed up
Better I should know
So don't come round here
And tell me I told you so...
Heaven bent to take my hand
Nowhere left to turn
I'm lost to those I thought were friends
To everyone I know
Oh they turned their heads embarassed
Pretend that they don't see
But it's one missed step
You'll slip before you know it
And there doesn't seem a way to be redeemed
Though I've tried, I've fallen...I have sunk so low
I have messed up
Better I should know
So don't come round here
And tell me I told you so...
[2X]
It's damn 3 o'clock in the morning and I still can't sleep, probably due to the fact that I just did a very stupid thing. I was browsing through my Friendster and came upon some pictures, at somebody else's account (I haven't figured out camane nak block user gune Friendster), that made me feel like a big boulder just landed on my chest. It was as if I had a thousand knives and a thousand arrows simultaneously piercing through my heart and shredding it to pieces. Strange, how you would think you are past all of those things and yet even the dumbest things can trigger what I call the "Post-relation Cardiac". Like Bantut said, nak lupe, tapi kalau lupe, macam kering jadinye, so tak lupe (or something like that lah). My mom would be so mad if she finds out about this. Oh well....
I had a pretty boring day, saw Dennis, bought textbooks, dinner with Nik, slept. All the routine stuff. My room still looks like I'm housing refugee boxes, and my sleep cycle is still pretty much screwed up. On a brighter note, I recived my 100-dollar rebate from Sony today, and some nice "how-are-you-doing" messages from my friends and kinda-friends-but-I'm-not-sure. And my inboxes are, again, flooded with party invites, curtesy of my active sorority status. Strangely enough, the party lobe of my brain went into hibernation these past few days. I missed tonight's Dance Trilogy, though not intentionally, SOMEONE manage to do a wee bit of a mix up so there I was, all dressed up and no-where to go. Jen did say that will happen at least once in your life, so I guess my time was due. I changed back into my comfy PJs, tried to take care of my sore throat (ouchie... it hurts so bad), and tried to figure out what to do with my non-existent class schedule.... and school starts in 2 days. Isn't that a pickle.
On a not so bright note again... I think I'm coming down with the flu. Hopefully it'll go away by the timw school starts. My headache is going on overtime right now, so maybe I should stop tapping on my keyboard and go to sleep. But before I do, here's the lyrics to a song that I totally adore, it's so cool. It's by Sarah McLachlan, one of my favorites, sebab suare die ade quality berhantu sket, hahaha.... Lyrics has a weeeeeee bit story of my life in it, 'cause one does feel like one made a mistake that one can't redeem in the eyes of others, and that is truly, just messed up....
Fallen by Sarah McLachlan
Heaven bent to take my hand
And lead me through the fire
Be the long awaited answer
To a long and painful fight
Truth be told I've tried my best
But somewhere along the way
I got caught up in all there was to offer
And the cost was so much more than I could bear
Though I've tried, I've fallen...
I have sunk so low
I have messed up
Better I should know
So don't come round here
And tell me I told you so...
We all begin with good intent
Love was raw and young
We believed that we could change ourselves
THe past could be undone
But we carry on our backs the burden
Time always reveals
The lonely light of morning
The wound that would not heal
It's the bitter taste of losing everything
That I have held so dear.
I've fallen...I have sunk so low
I have messed up
Better I should know
So don't come round here
And tell me I told you so...
Heaven bent to take my hand
Nowhere left to turn
I'm lost to those I thought were friends
To everyone I know
Oh they turned their heads embarassed
Pretend that they don't see
But it's one missed step
You'll slip before you know it
And there doesn't seem a way to be redeemed
Though I've tried, I've fallen...I have sunk so low
I have messed up
Better I should know
So don't come round here
And tell me I told you so...
[2X]
Saturday, September 04, 2004
Assalamu'alaikum...
Hehehe... dah sampai Michigan dah. Setelah sekian lame tak update blogger, akhirnye kene jugak update sebab dah kene marah and siap dapat threats macam "Cepat lah update, kalau tak aku pancitkan tayar kete ko"... which would make sense kalau ade penah ujud my own kerete. Cube buat research dulu kalau nak buat statement2 bernas camtuh....
Ade byk bende nak cite... byk sgt sampai tatau nak start kat mane. So marilah kite start je kat random events yg meaningful sikit... setakat shopping trips tuh sume dah tau how those go. I go shopping,blow loads of money, balik umah kene marah, then besok do it all over again. Though one shopping trip was special because I got to see Yanie and Wana!!! Halluuuuu Yanie and Wana!!!! Hahaha... love my ex-roomies. We went to Mid Valley, makan kat Chilli's, shopping-shopping for stuff, kacau2 my cousin (well that's only me, but still... diorang ade kat situ). Tukar2 cerite about our life. *Sigh*... I do miss my PPP days...
And then there's Fairuz's bro's wedding, the only wedding I did manage to go to sepanjang ade kat rumah (I missed Irfan's, Hasdi's, Syikin's, a couple more others... oopsy). Actually, pegi wedding tuh pun sebab nak gather budak2 sekolah rendah and hopefully plan a proper gathering. Hakim, whom I haven't seen for 4 years, picked me up, and then we picked up Harith and Andri at SKSHAS, our ol' sekolah rendah. Sampai kat rumah pengantin, met up with the rest of my x-shoolies who could make it. There's Fairuz (of course), Hakim ngan dik die, Sareque (with new toyboy in tow... hahaha.. jk Reque), Zalina and Friend, Amilin and gf, Bina and bf, Harith, Andri, Inda, Roza and, surpisingly, Toh Puan Hjh. Fatihah, our old cikgu kelas mase darjah 6. Hahahaha, okay....
Next up.... BBQ at my house, a.k.a gathering of my friends, tak kisah lah sekolah rendah ke, menengah, matriks, or from Michigan . Gatal tak mau catering, buat sendiri, last2 separuh mati jalan kehulu kehilir nak layan org. Nasib baik I'm fond o these sort of things, so penat pun tak kisah, puas ati tgk sume org enjoying themselves. Unfortunately, I didn't manage to invite everybody due to the fact yg Jumaat malam decide nak buat BBQ, spnt Sabtu gie wedding and inviting people, an Ahad was the BBQ day. Hectic hectic....
I miss my house. I miss my parents. I miss my siblings and sister in law. I miss my darling niec and naughty nephew. I miss my cousin calling me up out of nowhere, either for a chat or to take me out for a drive. I miss shopping at One Utama and Mid Valley and 'kutuk'-ing Sunway Pyramid. I miss swimming at my Shah Alam condo. I miss the late-night drives through KL. I miss the LRT and the dozens of public tranports readily available to poor people like me who don't have their own cars. I miss not having to actually walk anywhere because I can pick up the phone and say "Pick me up boleh?". I miss my cell phone. I miss my niece, miss my niece, miss my niece.....
I've only been back in Ann Arbor for 3 days and already I can't stop thinking of home.
Wassalam....
Hehehe... dah sampai Michigan dah. Setelah sekian lame tak update blogger, akhirnye kene jugak update sebab dah kene marah and siap dapat threats macam "Cepat lah update, kalau tak aku pancitkan tayar kete ko"... which would make sense kalau ade penah ujud my own kerete. Cube buat research dulu kalau nak buat statement2 bernas camtuh....
Ade byk bende nak cite... byk sgt sampai tatau nak start kat mane. So marilah kite start je kat random events yg meaningful sikit... setakat shopping trips tuh sume dah tau how those go. I go shopping,blow loads of money, balik umah kene marah, then besok do it all over again. Though one shopping trip was special because I got to see Yanie and Wana!!! Halluuuuu Yanie and Wana!!!! Hahaha... love my ex-roomies. We went to Mid Valley, makan kat Chilli's, shopping-shopping for stuff, kacau2 my cousin (well that's only me, but still... diorang ade kat situ). Tukar2 cerite about our life. *Sigh*... I do miss my PPP days...
And then there's Fairuz's bro's wedding, the only wedding I did manage to go to sepanjang ade kat rumah (I missed Irfan's, Hasdi's, Syikin's, a couple more others... oopsy). Actually, pegi wedding tuh pun sebab nak gather budak2 sekolah rendah and hopefully plan a proper gathering. Hakim, whom I haven't seen for 4 years, picked me up, and then we picked up Harith and Andri at SKSHAS, our ol' sekolah rendah. Sampai kat rumah pengantin, met up with the rest of my x-shoolies who could make it. There's Fairuz (of course), Hakim ngan dik die, Sareque (with new toyboy in tow... hahaha.. jk Reque), Zalina and Friend, Amilin and gf, Bina and bf, Harith, Andri, Inda, Roza and, surpisingly, Toh Puan Hjh. Fatihah, our old cikgu kelas mase darjah 6. Hahahaha, okay....
Next up.... BBQ at my house, a.k.a gathering of my friends, tak kisah lah sekolah rendah ke, menengah, matriks, or from Michigan . Gatal tak mau catering, buat sendiri, last2 separuh mati jalan kehulu kehilir nak layan org. Nasib baik I'm fond o these sort of things, so penat pun tak kisah, puas ati tgk sume org enjoying themselves. Unfortunately, I didn't manage to invite everybody due to the fact yg Jumaat malam decide nak buat BBQ, spnt Sabtu gie wedding and inviting people, an Ahad was the BBQ day. Hectic hectic....
I miss my house. I miss my parents. I miss my siblings and sister in law. I miss my darling niec and naughty nephew. I miss my cousin calling me up out of nowhere, either for a chat or to take me out for a drive. I miss shopping at One Utama and Mid Valley and 'kutuk'-ing Sunway Pyramid. I miss swimming at my Shah Alam condo. I miss the late-night drives through KL. I miss the LRT and the dozens of public tranports readily available to poor people like me who don't have their own cars. I miss not having to actually walk anywhere because I can pick up the phone and say "Pick me up boleh?". I miss my cell phone. I miss my niece, miss my niece, miss my niece.....
I've only been back in Ann Arbor for 3 days and already I can't stop thinking of home.
Wassalam....
Monday, August 16, 2004
Assalamu'alaikum....
Finally! Setelah seminggu lebih tak bleh nak login internet, I finally got through! Hurrah! Bodo punye Streamyx, kate laju, alih-alih nak login pun susah. Ikut kate Kak Yann, ade trick nye lah pulak nak login, something pasal switching on and off some thingamajig ntah hape hape. Oh well.
Anyways, this week wasn't all that exciting. My niece masuk ER kejap because of lung problems (not ER the series yer, this is the actual ward ), poor little thing, nasib baik lah nothing major, alhamdulillah. Still, lepas nie kene careful jugak nak kasi die makan ubat and stuff.
There was this one time I went to Hann's house for a few hours of karaoke, because someone managed to get himself grounded by losing a RM3K cell phone. And to that person, "breastto" is so not a good comeback when someone calls you "nutso". Anyway, I found out that my ickle cousin has a pretty good voice, probably enhanced by all the karaoke-ing that he must have been doing. As for myself, I found out that I couldn't hit the high notes as well as I did in high-school, probably due to all the not singing and no practice for the past 3 years, and I've completely forgotten all the breathing techniques that I used to pick up from various people. You might find this surprising, but the our choir club in STF didn't exactly learn how to breathe properly while singing, we just sang, sape ade talent nak hit the high notes, dapatlah jadi soprano, sape tak, takdelah. Weird... Anyway, back to karaoke, lepas penat nyanyi2, we watched Honey, the movie with Jessica Alba in it. Love that movie, the dance moves are totally phat (cheewah! look at me, I'm trying the "blak" people's lingo! I'm such a nerd). I think I'm gonna buy that DVD when I get back to Ann Arbor.
Talk about going back to AA, I can't believe sekarang nie I have less than 2 weeks left. Gile babi kejap, waaaa tak puas duduk umah. I should have balik rumah awal sikit mase tuh, like last year I had the whole 2 months kat Mesia. This year sebulan, rase tak puas. Nanti sure miss Aishah gile2 punye, mane tak, duduk rumah tak keluar semate2 nak main ngan die, nak tunggu die balik nursery, siap tolong kasik kan ubat, pujuk time die nangis, tolong mandi pakai baju sume.... lampin je tak salin kan sebab busuk. Lain sume.... kire tolong lah jugak. As for Ajiq.... hari-hari nak kene marah die, suruh kluar from my room sebab die suke masuk and sepahkan vanity and kacau my art projects. Dah lah sekarang pintu tak boleh tutup..... apsal takleh tutup? Nie lah pasal....
Pn the day nak pegi Cherating tuh, I was doing some last menet packing, baru lepas amek toothbrush from bathroom, so cam biase, tutup pintu bilik so that privacy sket, nak tukau baju sume. Tetibe dengar this weird click from the door, macam ade bende broke loose. Continued packing, then ingat nak turun bawah breakfast sekejap, pulas punye pulas tombol pintu, die tanak bukak. Then I started banging on the door, mintak someone bukak from luar. Abang Rizal try bukak..... pun tak bleh. By then I realize yang damn! I'm stuck inside my room on the day I'm supposed to be on vacation. How ironic is that. Paling best.... me and my kakak ipar and my mom try sedaye upaye nak bukak pintu but to no avail, while the men in my family were nowhere to be found, maybe diorang lepak lepas panggil locksmith. My opinion of men, which is already kinda low these days, went down a couple more notches. My brother gave me a screwdriver to do something with tombol pintu tuh, so kite pun pomen2 lah. My mom, bless her heart, gave me this pisau kecik yang dapat as a free gift kalau beli Nutella. Pisau tuh nak sapu jem atas roti pun boleh bengkok, let alone nak jolok2 pintu. Last-last I got pissed at the whole situation, started using the screwdriver nak chip on the door frame kasi berlubang dekat lock. After 10 minutes camtuh, dah nampak the strip of metal yang lindung tempa lubang door lock tuh, so I jammed the screwdriver in and asked my sister-in-law (perempuan jugak yang kene buat) to push the door in. Nasib baik boleh bukak, and I made it to Cherating safe and sound.
Sampai kat Cherating, first thing buat...... gie mandi kat pool. Woo hoo!!! Pegi ngan Kak Yann and Ajiq, mak ngan bapak duduk kat bilik dengan Aishah. Dah dasar pegi ngan Ajiq, alamat byk ler songeh die, last-last kitorang geram. Besok pagi-pagi bute me and Kak Yann blah awal-awal nak lepak kat pool, kitorang je, no kids. Hahaha.... kitorang yang lagi sakan mandi-mandi sume, yang kanak-kanak nye kene tinggal. Lepas balik pool, breakfast kejap, then jalan-jalan kat Kemaman, beli keropok lekor and stuff. Balik Kemaman, gie mandi pantai.... tapi this time bawak Aishah. Tak bawak Ajiq sebab die takut, Ajig gie main pool dengan bapak. Aishah, yg baru 4 bulan tuh, abang pesan suruh bawak mandi laut, mane tau boleh baik sikit die punye eczema, sebab dgt air laut is good for the skin. Sebab menjalankan amanah (plus saje-saje), bawak jugak lah si kecik tuh mandi laut. Comel je die pakai sluar pendek Ajiq. Mase mandi kat laut tuh, ramai jugak lah org pandang sebab bawak budak cinonet camtuh masuk laut, tapi buat dek je lah. Ade family Korea nie siap dtg borak2 lagi. Anyway, Aishah baik,tak nangis langsung mase kat laut, tak tau lah sebab tak takut ke, tak kisah or tak paham. Lepas mandi laut, bawak die main kat pool. Hahaha.... 4 bulan dah mandi mandi sume dah. Gambar-gambar akan diupdate nanti2...
Okkeh, sambung cerite pasnie.... skang nak kene siap2 gie Mid Valley. Challo!
Wassalam...
Finally! Setelah seminggu lebih tak bleh nak login internet, I finally got through! Hurrah! Bodo punye Streamyx, kate laju, alih-alih nak login pun susah. Ikut kate Kak Yann, ade trick nye lah pulak nak login, something pasal switching on and off some thingamajig ntah hape hape. Oh well.
Anyways, this week wasn't all that exciting. My niece masuk ER kejap because of lung problems (not ER the series yer, this is the actual ward ), poor little thing, nasib baik lah nothing major, alhamdulillah. Still, lepas nie kene careful jugak nak kasi die makan ubat and stuff.
There was this one time I went to Hann's house for a few hours of karaoke, because someone managed to get himself grounded by losing a RM3K cell phone. And to that person, "breastto" is so not a good comeback when someone calls you "nutso". Anyway, I found out that my ickle cousin has a pretty good voice, probably enhanced by all the karaoke-ing that he must have been doing. As for myself, I found out that I couldn't hit the high notes as well as I did in high-school, probably due to all the not singing and no practice for the past 3 years, and I've completely forgotten all the breathing techniques that I used to pick up from various people. You might find this surprising, but the our choir club in STF didn't exactly learn how to breathe properly while singing, we just sang, sape ade talent nak hit the high notes, dapatlah jadi soprano, sape tak, takdelah. Weird... Anyway, back to karaoke, lepas penat nyanyi2, we watched Honey, the movie with Jessica Alba in it. Love that movie, the dance moves are totally phat (cheewah! look at me, I'm trying the "blak" people's lingo! I'm such a nerd). I think I'm gonna buy that DVD when I get back to Ann Arbor.
Talk about going back to AA, I can't believe sekarang nie I have less than 2 weeks left. Gile babi kejap, waaaa tak puas duduk umah. I should have balik rumah awal sikit mase tuh, like last year I had the whole 2 months kat Mesia. This year sebulan, rase tak puas. Nanti sure miss Aishah gile2 punye, mane tak, duduk rumah tak keluar semate2 nak main ngan die, nak tunggu die balik nursery, siap tolong kasik kan ubat, pujuk time die nangis, tolong mandi pakai baju sume.... lampin je tak salin kan sebab busuk. Lain sume.... kire tolong lah jugak. As for Ajiq.... hari-hari nak kene marah die, suruh kluar from my room sebab die suke masuk and sepahkan vanity and kacau my art projects. Dah lah sekarang pintu tak boleh tutup..... apsal takleh tutup? Nie lah pasal....
Pn the day nak pegi Cherating tuh, I was doing some last menet packing, baru lepas amek toothbrush from bathroom, so cam biase, tutup pintu bilik so that privacy sket, nak tukau baju sume. Tetibe dengar this weird click from the door, macam ade bende broke loose. Continued packing, then ingat nak turun bawah breakfast sekejap, pulas punye pulas tombol pintu, die tanak bukak. Then I started banging on the door, mintak someone bukak from luar. Abang Rizal try bukak..... pun tak bleh. By then I realize yang damn! I'm stuck inside my room on the day I'm supposed to be on vacation. How ironic is that. Paling best.... me and my kakak ipar and my mom try sedaye upaye nak bukak pintu but to no avail, while the men in my family were nowhere to be found, maybe diorang lepak lepas panggil locksmith. My opinion of men, which is already kinda low these days, went down a couple more notches. My brother gave me a screwdriver to do something with tombol pintu tuh, so kite pun pomen2 lah. My mom, bless her heart, gave me this pisau kecik yang dapat as a free gift kalau beli Nutella. Pisau tuh nak sapu jem atas roti pun boleh bengkok, let alone nak jolok2 pintu. Last-last I got pissed at the whole situation, started using the screwdriver nak chip on the door frame kasi berlubang dekat lock. After 10 minutes camtuh, dah nampak the strip of metal yang lindung tempa lubang door lock tuh, so I jammed the screwdriver in and asked my sister-in-law (perempuan jugak yang kene buat) to push the door in. Nasib baik boleh bukak, and I made it to Cherating safe and sound.
Sampai kat Cherating, first thing buat...... gie mandi kat pool. Woo hoo!!! Pegi ngan Kak Yann and Ajiq, mak ngan bapak duduk kat bilik dengan Aishah. Dah dasar pegi ngan Ajiq, alamat byk ler songeh die, last-last kitorang geram. Besok pagi-pagi bute me and Kak Yann blah awal-awal nak lepak kat pool, kitorang je, no kids. Hahaha.... kitorang yang lagi sakan mandi-mandi sume, yang kanak-kanak nye kene tinggal. Lepas balik pool, breakfast kejap, then jalan-jalan kat Kemaman, beli keropok lekor and stuff. Balik Kemaman, gie mandi pantai.... tapi this time bawak Aishah. Tak bawak Ajiq sebab die takut, Ajig gie main pool dengan bapak. Aishah, yg baru 4 bulan tuh, abang pesan suruh bawak mandi laut, mane tau boleh baik sikit die punye eczema, sebab dgt air laut is good for the skin. Sebab menjalankan amanah (plus saje-saje), bawak jugak lah si kecik tuh mandi laut. Comel je die pakai sluar pendek Ajiq. Mase mandi kat laut tuh, ramai jugak lah org pandang sebab bawak budak cinonet camtuh masuk laut, tapi buat dek je lah. Ade family Korea nie siap dtg borak2 lagi. Anyway, Aishah baik,tak nangis langsung mase kat laut, tak tau lah sebab tak takut ke, tak kisah or tak paham. Lepas mandi laut, bawak die main kat pool. Hahaha.... 4 bulan dah mandi mandi sume dah. Gambar-gambar akan diupdate nanti2...
Okkeh, sambung cerite pasnie.... skang nak kene siap2 gie Mid Valley. Challo!
Wassalam...
Thursday, August 05, 2004
Assalamu'alaikum....
Waaaahhh.... lamenye tak update (sori ler hari nie kurang ade mood nak tulis everything in English, kalau kene marah ngan Jen pun nasiblah). Anyways, kite yang kat umah nie baru baik demam yang telah berlangsung selame due hari. For two days, nak bangun katil pun cam torture, tambah dengan sakit perut yang memulas and suhu badang yang tak leh nak decide kalau die nak sejuk ke panas. Kejap pasang air-cond, kejap tutup air-cond, nak kesian dengan air-cond tuh, baik kesian diri senirik sebab due malam tak leh nak tido, merane sorang2 sebab tanak jumpe doctor. Tang sakit perut tu lah tak tahan sebab nak gie bathroom tak leh, lan jenis sakit nye, nak baring sakit, nak duduk pun sakit. Last-last berdiri jalan keliling umah tgh malam, gie terkejutkan abang yang ingat kan penyangak mane ntah masuk umah, nasib baik tak kene silat. Nasib baik jugak treadmill dah tak ujud dalam umah (ye ke nasib baik?) kalau tak ade jugak gune treadmill kol 3 pagi sebab takleh nak tido. Hantu betul.
Cakap pasal hantu, ingatkan hari tuh nak tgk Pontianak Harum bla bla yang telah di"peroleh" kawan (camane die dapat jgn tanye ha...) . Hehehe.... fat chance (ooo... fat joke). Nak tgk iklan hantu yg Nik download pun tak berani, tgk trailer Pontianak pun dah nak kencing katil dah, lagi nak tgk movie... kat Mesia.... tgh2 malam..... ye lah tuh. Nak bawak balik US, kalau tgk kat my place, nanti takleh tido dalam apartment sebab takut. Nak tgk kat tmpt org lain, nanti takut nak jln balik apartment. Nak tgk kat Mesia... awal2 dah tolak that possibility. Kesimpulan... jgn tgk. Since I can't handle the heat, I'm staying waaaaaay outta the kitchen.
Balik umah this year, kurang jln compared to last year, maybe sebab dah ade baby kat umah, so lagi seronok just duduk umah and mengadap baby je. Part paling best is I was there mase die first time meniarap. Seronok sgt, sebab dah berhari-hari tgk muke die kerut-kerut try nak meniarap. Sekarang dah expert, bukan takat meniarap, siap boleh tergolek luar tikar. So funny. Paling suke tgk die gelak. She has the sweetest, most adorable grin ever, sampaikan tak terpikir nak amek camera ke ape ke nak record the moment because you're just so enthralled with that toothless grin. Man, I'm turning too mushy for my own good.
Besok nak pegi Cherating with the fam, so nak kene tido awal and try to punahkan this big headache I'm having. Hopefully I'll have fun without the sickness and without throwing up. Toodles!
Wassalam...
Waaaahhh.... lamenye tak update (sori ler hari nie kurang ade mood nak tulis everything in English, kalau kene marah ngan Jen pun nasiblah). Anyways, kite yang kat umah nie baru baik demam yang telah berlangsung selame due hari. For two days, nak bangun katil pun cam torture, tambah dengan sakit perut yang memulas and suhu badang yang tak leh nak decide kalau die nak sejuk ke panas. Kejap pasang air-cond, kejap tutup air-cond, nak kesian dengan air-cond tuh, baik kesian diri senirik sebab due malam tak leh nak tido, merane sorang2 sebab tanak jumpe doctor. Tang sakit perut tu lah tak tahan sebab nak gie bathroom tak leh, lan jenis sakit nye, nak baring sakit, nak duduk pun sakit. Last-last berdiri jalan keliling umah tgh malam, gie terkejutkan abang yang ingat kan penyangak mane ntah masuk umah, nasib baik tak kene silat. Nasib baik jugak treadmill dah tak ujud dalam umah (ye ke nasib baik?) kalau tak ade jugak gune treadmill kol 3 pagi sebab takleh nak tido. Hantu betul.
Cakap pasal hantu, ingatkan hari tuh nak tgk Pontianak Harum bla bla yang telah di"peroleh" kawan (camane die dapat jgn tanye ha...) . Hehehe.... fat chance (ooo... fat joke). Nak tgk iklan hantu yg Nik download pun tak berani, tgk trailer Pontianak pun dah nak kencing katil dah, lagi nak tgk movie... kat Mesia.... tgh2 malam..... ye lah tuh. Nak bawak balik US, kalau tgk kat my place, nanti takleh tido dalam apartment sebab takut. Nak tgk kat tmpt org lain, nanti takut nak jln balik apartment. Nak tgk kat Mesia... awal2 dah tolak that possibility. Kesimpulan... jgn tgk. Since I can't handle the heat, I'm staying waaaaaay outta the kitchen.
Balik umah this year, kurang jln compared to last year, maybe sebab dah ade baby kat umah, so lagi seronok just duduk umah and mengadap baby je. Part paling best is I was there mase die first time meniarap. Seronok sgt, sebab dah berhari-hari tgk muke die kerut-kerut try nak meniarap. Sekarang dah expert, bukan takat meniarap, siap boleh tergolek luar tikar. So funny. Paling suke tgk die gelak. She has the sweetest, most adorable grin ever, sampaikan tak terpikir nak amek camera ke ape ke nak record the moment because you're just so enthralled with that toothless grin. Man, I'm turning too mushy for my own good.
Besok nak pegi Cherating with the fam, so nak kene tido awal and try to punahkan this big headache I'm having. Hopefully I'll have fun without the sickness and without throwing up. Toodles!
Wassalam...
Wednesday, July 28, 2004
Assalamu'alaikum....
Haven't been updating lately, heheh.. sorry about that. To tell you the truth, I don't really even know where to start, but I'm assuming I kinda stopped writing after Friday. A few stuff has happened since then, even though I barely went out, but lemme see....
On Saturday, Hann called me up, and we had dinner at Pizza Uno. It was the first time I actually went out of the vicinity of my house since I got back from Michigan. Dinner was kinda nice, though the topping on the pizza was kinda unusual.... mussels and eggplant. But I was loving this cheesy spinach-and-chicken dish that we had and I for the life of me cannot remember what it's called (cuz, if you're reading this, mind writing in the chat box the name of it? Oh wait... you don't do chatbox.... but if you're feeling humorous, please do heheh :) ). As a result, I missed my first Akademi Fantasia concert on TV ..... which I didn't feel too bad, surprisingly enough.
Sunday was ho-hum, I stayed home with my little darling my little terror (my niece Aishah and my nephew Haziq, respectively). My sis-in-law, bro and parents were taking the day kinda easy, so I watched the lil' tykes for the day. Oh, almost forgot, something did happen in the morning.....
Remember the last entry I wrote about my dad trying to force me to go jogging in the park? Well, after my Subuh prayers, I made the mistake of going into my mom's room to ask for for some cotton pads, and there she was, all geared up fer her exercise in the park. After much coercing on my mom's part, a few guil trips and several objections later, I found myself driving me and my mom to ... you guessed it ... the park. Except instead of jogging, my mom pulled me to the aerobic area where this guy was yelling into a microphone while flailing about on the podium, and all these hapless people try to follow suit. I was about to die from the embarrassment of it all, until I got into the "groove" if you can call it that, and realize nobody's laughing or pointing at me, everybody's too busy trying to listen to Mr. Flailing Limbs. Now, I have been doing aerobics for 4 years with different types of teachers, so following what he was doing wasn't the problem, except that I couldn't see him that well and the people in front of me were NOT doing what he was. It was a bit of a pickle, really, I don't want to sound mean but seriously, if you're just gonna stand there and then do something completely different, move outta the way man. I ended up doing the laughing.... at my mom. I would glance over and just laugh my head off because there we were, mother-daughter doing the whole bonding thing by aerobic-ing at the park, trying to follow an instructor who wasn't even following the beat of the music! It was kinda hilarious, actually, you gotta be there to get it.
Anyway, Monday was the day I was supposed to get my luggage from Nik and pick him up from KLIA. My cousin Hann came and picked me up, and we drove there in record time because as always, he drives like he owns the road and everything on it. We waited until 1 pm, when Nik finally came out of the arrival gate. By then, Hann and I were reduced to eating some pretty bland buffalo-wings sandwiches from Delifrance, which I only ate half and even Nik didn't want the other half, which actually says something ( ...... ) heheh. Anyway, we sent Nik to UPM, and got lost once we were inside the campus, and before that, confused UPM with UKM, which is in Bangi. Luckily everything turned out okay. Nik got to see his sis and a certain miss (hehehehe... wink wink) , I got my bag and a barrel of laughs to last the day, and my cousin still managed to be on time to "teman" someone to a photoshoot thingy. Happily ever after, I must say.
Tuesday, doctor's appointment for me and Aishah. I'm not liking the medicine she's prescribing me but hey, we'll give Accutane a try anyway......
Wednesday, found out that my dad isn't going to Raub today and instead is going tomorrow. I, who had made plans with Yanie to go shopping at Mid Valley, now have to postpone said shopping trip to Friday. And that's about it. Hehehe
I'm sleepy and cranky, so I better pen off now and get some sleep.... zzzzz....
Wassalam.....
Haven't been updating lately, heheh.. sorry about that. To tell you the truth, I don't really even know where to start, but I'm assuming I kinda stopped writing after Friday. A few stuff has happened since then, even though I barely went out, but lemme see....
On Saturday, Hann called me up, and we had dinner at Pizza Uno. It was the first time I actually went out of the vicinity of my house since I got back from Michigan. Dinner was kinda nice, though the topping on the pizza was kinda unusual.... mussels and eggplant. But I was loving this cheesy spinach-and-chicken dish that we had and I for the life of me cannot remember what it's called (cuz, if you're reading this, mind writing in the chat box the name of it? Oh wait... you don't do chatbox.... but if you're feeling humorous, please do heheh :) ). As a result, I missed my first Akademi Fantasia concert on TV ..... which I didn't feel too bad, surprisingly enough.
Sunday was ho-hum, I stayed home with my little darling my little terror (my niece Aishah and my nephew Haziq, respectively). My sis-in-law, bro and parents were taking the day kinda easy, so I watched the lil' tykes for the day. Oh, almost forgot, something did happen in the morning.....
Remember the last entry I wrote about my dad trying to force me to go jogging in the park? Well, after my Subuh prayers, I made the mistake of going into my mom's room to ask for for some cotton pads, and there she was, all geared up fer her exercise in the park. After much coercing on my mom's part, a few guil trips and several objections later, I found myself driving me and my mom to ... you guessed it ... the park. Except instead of jogging, my mom pulled me to the aerobic area where this guy was yelling into a microphone while flailing about on the podium, and all these hapless people try to follow suit. I was about to die from the embarrassment of it all, until I got into the "groove" if you can call it that, and realize nobody's laughing or pointing at me, everybody's too busy trying to listen to Mr. Flailing Limbs. Now, I have been doing aerobics for 4 years with different types of teachers, so following what he was doing wasn't the problem, except that I couldn't see him that well and the people in front of me were NOT doing what he was. It was a bit of a pickle, really, I don't want to sound mean but seriously, if you're just gonna stand there and then do something completely different, move outta the way man. I ended up doing the laughing.... at my mom. I would glance over and just laugh my head off because there we were, mother-daughter doing the whole bonding thing by aerobic-ing at the park, trying to follow an instructor who wasn't even following the beat of the music! It was kinda hilarious, actually, you gotta be there to get it.
Anyway, Monday was the day I was supposed to get my luggage from Nik and pick him up from KLIA. My cousin Hann came and picked me up, and we drove there in record time because as always, he drives like he owns the road and everything on it. We waited until 1 pm, when Nik finally came out of the arrival gate. By then, Hann and I were reduced to eating some pretty bland buffalo-wings sandwiches from Delifrance, which I only ate half and even Nik didn't want the other half, which actually says something ( ...... ) heheh. Anyway, we sent Nik to UPM, and got lost once we were inside the campus, and before that, confused UPM with UKM, which is in Bangi. Luckily everything turned out okay. Nik got to see his sis and a certain miss (hehehehe... wink wink) , I got my bag and a barrel of laughs to last the day, and my cousin still managed to be on time to "teman" someone to a photoshoot thingy. Happily ever after, I must say.
Tuesday, doctor's appointment for me and Aishah. I'm not liking the medicine she's prescribing me but hey, we'll give Accutane a try anyway......
Wednesday, found out that my dad isn't going to Raub today and instead is going tomorrow. I, who had made plans with Yanie to go shopping at Mid Valley, now have to postpone said shopping trip to Friday. And that's about it. Hehehe
I'm sleepy and cranky, so I better pen off now and get some sleep.... zzzzz....
Wassalam.....
Friday, July 23, 2004
Assalamu'alaikum....
Pagi tadi pagi2 lagi dah ade argument dgn bapak (due2 stubborn, kite jenis yg tak suke kene arah tak tentu pasal, bapak pulak suke mengarah tak tentu pasal) pasal, all of things, jogging. Apparently sebab dah makin tembam compare dgn last summer, bapak bising2 nak suruh org jogging. Suruh tau, bukan suggest. Needless to say, my answer was a resounding "tak nak". Aiseh, kite kat Michigan pun stok yg tak suke jogging, suke pegi gym buat Steps tak pun gune elliptical machine ke, weights ke.... paling tak kenan jogging, tak kisah lah jogging tuh di kire care paling cepat nak lose weight, kalau tgh betul2 bosan or nak warm-up je baru jogging. As it is, dah lah sendiri stok yg tak suke exercise depan family, sebab kene komen je memanjang, so bile kene suruh2 camtuh, siap cakap kene ikut jugak besok, I gave a big "tak nak. Mak, tgk lah bapak! Ade ke..", packed up buku cerite yg tgh pegang, cakap nak bace buku dalam bilik, and fled, tinggalkan mak nak settlekan dengan bapak. I hate it when he does that to me, layan org macam still budak kecik, mane org tak lari jauh2 pegi Johor, then pegi US. Lepas nie nak lari gie mane pun tak tau dah. Don't get me wrong, I love my dad, tapi die punye infuriating tuh Allah je lah yg tau kite rase macam mane.
Anyway, mak bile dah sampai ofis, try nak pujuk. Cakap lah "kene faham lah, itu ini gitu gini..." (okay, tuh bukan exact words die, tapi exact words die org malas nak tulis). Tgh2 nak pujuk tu, sempat jugak nak advocate ikut die dengan bapak pegi padang besok, die kate kengakdang tuh, it feels good nak ikut kate orang . 'Why don't you try, once, and find out how you feel". Tuh mak cakap. Kite dalam tak nak-tak nak tuh, kene lah pikir jugak kan, ekceli still tak nak, tapi dah cakap dengan mak, "tgk lah dulu", sebab segan lerr nak lompat2 depan org. Ayat mak lepas tu lah best,
mak : di taman memang ade ramai orang, tapi masing-masing dgn aksinya tersendiri. Mereka memang tak ambil peduli apa orang lain buat. Mereka dah pandang pun kat kite
mak : mereka tak nampak pun kite
Keskeskes.... nasib baik mak aku kiut, so bende2 yg die cakap takdelah rase weird sgt, tapi still kelakar lah jugak. Siap suruh nyorok belakang pokok...
mak : kalau farah segan, farah boleh nyorok belakang pokok
mak : tapi kalau belakang pokok, mana nak nampak cikgu aerobic tu?
Keskeskes..... kelakar lah mak, tapi sebab die macam tu lah sume orang sayang, sweet baik je mak, alih2 dapat anak pompuan macam mala'un. Kak Yann pulak kate, kesian mak, dapat menantu tak gune. Hahahahaha.... sgt2 tak betul, Kak Yann best, bleh buat kawan, the best thing my brother ever did was to have the sense nak pursue Kak Yann. Sonok aku.
Nasib baik ade mak, Kak Yann dengan babies kat rumah, bearable sikit, kalau tidak ade jugak stok nak bunuh diri sebab tension. Ye lah, expectations diri sendiri dah tinggi dah, alih2 kene pressure as though I never tried and tau main2 je, 3 guesses what that would do to one's self esteem. Oh well.... "home sweet home" (?).
Wassalam.....
Pagi tadi pagi2 lagi dah ade argument dgn bapak (due2 stubborn, kite jenis yg tak suke kene arah tak tentu pasal, bapak pulak suke mengarah tak tentu pasal) pasal, all of things, jogging. Apparently sebab dah makin tembam compare dgn last summer, bapak bising2 nak suruh org jogging. Suruh tau, bukan suggest. Needless to say, my answer was a resounding "tak nak". Aiseh, kite kat Michigan pun stok yg tak suke jogging, suke pegi gym buat Steps tak pun gune elliptical machine ke, weights ke.... paling tak kenan jogging, tak kisah lah jogging tuh di kire care paling cepat nak lose weight, kalau tgh betul2 bosan or nak warm-up je baru jogging. As it is, dah lah sendiri stok yg tak suke exercise depan family, sebab kene komen je memanjang, so bile kene suruh2 camtuh, siap cakap kene ikut jugak besok, I gave a big "tak nak. Mak, tgk lah bapak! Ade ke..", packed up buku cerite yg tgh pegang, cakap nak bace buku dalam bilik, and fled, tinggalkan mak nak settlekan dengan bapak. I hate it when he does that to me, layan org macam still budak kecik, mane org tak lari jauh2 pegi Johor, then pegi US. Lepas nie nak lari gie mane pun tak tau dah. Don't get me wrong, I love my dad, tapi die punye infuriating tuh Allah je lah yg tau kite rase macam mane.
Anyway, mak bile dah sampai ofis, try nak pujuk. Cakap lah "kene faham lah, itu ini gitu gini..." (okay, tuh bukan exact words die, tapi exact words die org malas nak tulis). Tgh2 nak pujuk tu, sempat jugak nak advocate ikut die dengan bapak pegi padang besok, die kate kengakdang tuh, it feels good nak ikut kate orang . 'Why don't you try, once, and find out how you feel". Tuh mak cakap. Kite dalam tak nak-tak nak tuh, kene lah pikir jugak kan, ekceli still tak nak, tapi dah cakap dengan mak, "tgk lah dulu", sebab segan lerr nak lompat2 depan org. Ayat mak lepas tu lah best,
mak : di taman memang ade ramai orang, tapi masing-masing dgn aksinya tersendiri. Mereka memang tak ambil peduli apa orang lain buat. Mereka dah pandang pun kat kite
mak : mereka tak nampak pun kite
Keskeskes.... nasib baik mak aku kiut, so bende2 yg die cakap takdelah rase weird sgt, tapi still kelakar lah jugak. Siap suruh nyorok belakang pokok...
mak : kalau farah segan, farah boleh nyorok belakang pokok
mak : tapi kalau belakang pokok, mana nak nampak cikgu aerobic tu?
Keskeskes..... kelakar lah mak, tapi sebab die macam tu lah sume orang sayang, sweet baik je mak, alih2 dapat anak pompuan macam mala'un. Kak Yann pulak kate, kesian mak, dapat menantu tak gune. Hahahahaha.... sgt2 tak betul, Kak Yann best, bleh buat kawan, the best thing my brother ever did was to have the sense nak pursue Kak Yann. Sonok aku.
Nasib baik ade mak, Kak Yann dengan babies kat rumah, bearable sikit, kalau tidak ade jugak stok nak bunuh diri sebab tension. Ye lah, expectations diri sendiri dah tinggi dah, alih2 kene pressure as though I never tried and tau main2 je, 3 guesses what that would do to one's self esteem. Oh well.... "home sweet home" (?).
Wassalam.....
Thursday, July 22, 2004
Assalamu'alaikum....
Posting hari nie nak dedicate dekat mak, sebab saje jek. Dah tak jumpe mak setahun, alih-alih balik nie mak dah cyber lah pulak. Dulu nak ajar gune MSN Messenger pun susah, sekarang nie mak dah ade akaun Yahoo sendiri, siap install YM kat computer office die. Dah lah tuh, siap pandai masuk chat room and chat dengan random orang. Pulak dah. Power mak aku, dah jadi nenek orang pun sanggup nak mereti-reti kan diri untuk berchatting. I guess mak org lain pun, ramai je reti chatting dengan anak sendiri sume, tapi takde lah nak cube-cube masuk chat room kan, hahah. Kelakar lah jugak dengar mak distressed bile tetibe byk gile window pop-up dengan orang nak cakap hi sume, hahahahah. Sure ramai tak sangke diorang tgh chat dengan a 55-year-old granny yang ade anak umur 33 tahun and dah ade 2 cucu.
Here's an excerpt of ape yg chat dengan mak hari nie (chat one whole day sebab online one whole day, buat macam kat Michigan lah pulak)...
babygirl959: mak, tak payah lah masak ketam malam nie, hehe
babygirl959: masak ketam besok lahhhh, malam nie Farah kenyang
mak : tak kan tak makan langsung
babygirl959: hehe... malas lah, sekarang pun perut kenyang lagi
babygirl959: kenyang sgt2
mak : oklah mak masak sup kaki ayam untuk bapak je
babygirl959: kak yann dengan abang?
mak : mak nak balik ni, bye, see u, macam Hajiq lak
babygirl959: hahahaha
babygirl959: okaymak : mak goreng ayam je untuk mereka
babygirl959: okay
I love my mommy.....
Wassalam...
Posting hari nie nak dedicate dekat mak, sebab saje jek. Dah tak jumpe mak setahun, alih-alih balik nie mak dah cyber lah pulak. Dulu nak ajar gune MSN Messenger pun susah, sekarang nie mak dah ade akaun Yahoo sendiri, siap install YM kat computer office die. Dah lah tuh, siap pandai masuk chat room and chat dengan random orang. Pulak dah. Power mak aku, dah jadi nenek orang pun sanggup nak mereti-reti kan diri untuk berchatting. I guess mak org lain pun, ramai je reti chatting dengan anak sendiri sume, tapi takde lah nak cube-cube masuk chat room kan, hahah. Kelakar lah jugak dengar mak distressed bile tetibe byk gile window pop-up dengan orang nak cakap hi sume, hahahahah. Sure ramai tak sangke diorang tgh chat dengan a 55-year-old granny yang ade anak umur 33 tahun and dah ade 2 cucu.
Here's an excerpt of ape yg chat dengan mak hari nie (chat one whole day sebab online one whole day, buat macam kat Michigan lah pulak)...
babygirl959: mak, tak payah lah masak ketam malam nie, hehe
babygirl959: masak ketam besok lahhhh, malam nie Farah kenyang
mak : tak kan tak makan langsung
babygirl959: hehe... malas lah, sekarang pun perut kenyang lagi
babygirl959: kenyang sgt2
mak : oklah mak masak sup kaki ayam untuk bapak je
babygirl959: kak yann dengan abang?
mak : mak nak balik ni, bye, see u, macam Hajiq lak
babygirl959: hahahaha
babygirl959: okaymak : mak goreng ayam je untuk mereka
babygirl959: okay
I love my mommy.....
Wassalam...
Tuesday, July 20, 2004
Assalamu'alaikum....
Inilah... bosan due hari duduk kat umah. Hari nie dah hari Rabu dah, baru dapat a few phone calls aje lah from a couple of my friends and a veryyyyyy threatening message from my cuzzy (aiyok!). Entry hari ini akan ditulis dalam Bahase Melayu (mostly) sebab dah tak duduk keliling omputih, so otak dah kene Melayu balik dah.
Mak still dalam usehe nak carik banglo, rasenye sebab nak soh bang Rizal jual rumah yg diorang tgh renovate tuh so that die ngan Kak Yann stay satu bumbung dengan Mak dengan Bapak. Iyelah kan, diorang pun bosan, duit tgh ade, rumah dah mmg sah2 dah kecik, might as well pindah. Dah lah selame2 wujud diri kat dunie nie, rumah nie je yg penah kenal, aku/I/saye belum penah lagi lah duduk tempat lain. Excited jugak bile pikir pasal pindah2 nie, kalau kate kanlah end up as andartu and kene duduk ngan mak bapak pun, takdelah teruk sgt nak terjerumus dalam kancah kesedehan nye.
Jet lag tak habes2 lagik. Semalam lepas kol 1.30 pagi je, tak bleh nak tido. Ntah hape hape ntah buat, main internet, pomen2 laptop, chatting ngan Bantut kecayangan (Hepi 22nd Bedey Toot-tey!! Kueskues....) and kene marah sebab tak wish bedey die. Hantu betul, belum kol 6 pagi lah dah kene sebijik, hahaha. Anyway, lepas subuh tuh, online lagik, pastu buat cubaan2 nak chatting gune webcam ngan mic dengan Nik, tuh pun pasal nak tunjuk anak sedare punye pasal. Hahaha... Nik kate webcam org gambar jam stroboskop, slalu sekat2. Sabor je lah... Ajiq jugak yang best, tgh nik bising tuh, die datang kat microfon, letak jari kat bibir pastu cakap "Shhhhh..." . Pndai anak sedare aku nie yer... Aishah hari nie baik, tak bising sgt nangis2 sume. Nie die takde kat rumah, ala-ala bosan... is sgt sunyi, is sgt bosan.
Kite budak pandai, tak amek nomor henpon sume org before balik, pulak tuh dah skang dah mati akal tatau nak contact orang camane, hahah. Adoilah. Mak dah buat plan2 nak gie Cherating on the 5th and 6th, so kalau nak kluar, kene kluar before that sebab haram dah tadek baju. Oh well...
Nie dekat rumah tgh online lame tak ingat dunie... mentang2 Streamyx, still..... hehehe... Tgh carik Akademi Fantasia ngan Malaysian Idol punye info, if we're lucky, me and Kak Yann maybe dapat tgk final AF, paling2 tak pun salah satu konsert die lah. Waaaahhh tak sabar nye.... mau mau, hahaha... even though sorang kontestan pun tak kenal. Oh well....
Okaylah, nak kene carik something to do, kalau tak mati akal kat sini, maybe try calling some of my darlings (macam ade plenty jek).
Wassalam
Inilah... bosan due hari duduk kat umah. Hari nie dah hari Rabu dah, baru dapat a few phone calls aje lah from a couple of my friends and a veryyyyyy threatening message from my cuzzy (aiyok!). Entry hari ini akan ditulis dalam Bahase Melayu (mostly) sebab dah tak duduk keliling omputih, so otak dah kene Melayu balik dah.
Mak still dalam usehe nak carik banglo, rasenye sebab nak soh bang Rizal jual rumah yg diorang tgh renovate tuh so that die ngan Kak Yann stay satu bumbung dengan Mak dengan Bapak. Iyelah kan, diorang pun bosan, duit tgh ade, rumah dah mmg sah2 dah kecik, might as well pindah. Dah lah selame2 wujud diri kat dunie nie, rumah nie je yg penah kenal, aku/I/saye belum penah lagi lah duduk tempat lain. Excited jugak bile pikir pasal pindah2 nie, kalau kate kanlah end up as andartu and kene duduk ngan mak bapak pun, takdelah teruk sgt nak terjerumus dalam kancah kesedehan nye.
Jet lag tak habes2 lagik. Semalam lepas kol 1.30 pagi je, tak bleh nak tido. Ntah hape hape ntah buat, main internet, pomen2 laptop, chatting ngan Bantut kecayangan (Hepi 22nd Bedey Toot-tey!! Kueskues....) and kene marah sebab tak wish bedey die. Hantu betul, belum kol 6 pagi lah dah kene sebijik, hahaha. Anyway, lepas subuh tuh, online lagik, pastu buat cubaan2 nak chatting gune webcam ngan mic dengan Nik, tuh pun pasal nak tunjuk anak sedare punye pasal. Hahaha... Nik kate webcam org gambar jam stroboskop, slalu sekat2. Sabor je lah... Ajiq jugak yang best, tgh nik bising tuh, die datang kat microfon, letak jari kat bibir pastu cakap "Shhhhh..." . Pndai anak sedare aku nie yer... Aishah hari nie baik, tak bising sgt nangis2 sume. Nie die takde kat rumah, ala-ala bosan... is sgt sunyi, is sgt bosan.
Kite budak pandai, tak amek nomor henpon sume org before balik, pulak tuh dah skang dah mati akal tatau nak contact orang camane, hahah. Adoilah. Mak dah buat plan2 nak gie Cherating on the 5th and 6th, so kalau nak kluar, kene kluar before that sebab haram dah tadek baju. Oh well...
Nie dekat rumah tgh online lame tak ingat dunie... mentang2 Streamyx, still..... hehehe... Tgh carik Akademi Fantasia ngan Malaysian Idol punye info, if we're lucky, me and Kak Yann maybe dapat tgk final AF, paling2 tak pun salah satu konsert die lah. Waaaahhh tak sabar nye.... mau mau, hahaha... even though sorang kontestan pun tak kenal. Oh well....
Okaylah, nak kene carik something to do, kalau tak mati akal kat sini, maybe try calling some of my darlings (macam ade plenty jek).
Wassalam
Assalamu’alaikum…
Right, so here I am back home again…. Home, home, home on the range. Whoopeee!!! (Do not mistake my “Whoopeeee!!!” for my “Big whoop.”, the latter one is me being sarcastic. So anyway, I arrived on Sunday, along with Deera, after a pretty eventful journey.
It started out the night before I was supposed to go home. I had just finished packing not only my going-home suitcases but the rest of my possessions into boxes provided by Corrigan Movers, because those bastards over at housing decided to make my dorm a freshmen only dorm, and kicked out us poor helpless upperclassmen into the Northwood family housing. Granted, it is nice, I get to have my own kitchen and private bathroom, and a living room with a sofa bed, but it also means giving up a few stuff, like a laundry room, for one, and fluorescent lights, since they only provide us with those icky yellow ones that contribute to my deteriorating eyesight, and of course, resident computing. No more printing in the middle of the night for me. Lousy bastards. Good thing they provided movers for my stuff, so I only had to pack, some other poor fools had to move ‘em. The absolute nerve of those housing people….. I can gripe on and on about them, but let’s just move on to more fun stuff.
So after moving my stuff out the next morning, I bought some souvenirs for my parents and my friends from Steve and Barry’s, went back to my place, prayed, then got a phone call from the cab that was picking me and Deera up. Needless to say, a lil’ bit of hell broke lose as I had to leave my forwarding address and the cabbie was bickering for us to ‘be quick”. Needless to say, a bit of confusion had set in, and I left a hand luggage back in Michigan. Holy shit. It was not my lucky day.
Fortunately enough, the rest of the trip went on okay. Deera and I were both “mamai” from our respective lack of sleep. There was this one time we rode a train back and forth because neither of us heard what the announcement was saying. But the mishaps ended there (I think). We met up with Hussen (from Texas) and a hairstylist named May, who was visiting her niece and nephew in Yale and Caltech, respectively.
My family came to pick me up from the airport, and I got to see my niece for the first time ever. She’s so tiny and cute. Unfortunately she suffers from eczema, so she’s red all over, poor baby. Tiny little red thing. I only know one other person who suffered from that, bitch tried using her “condition” to get out of everything (can you sense the anger in the air, hahah ). But Aishah, my niece, is such a good little baby, she hardly cries, and she has the sweetest smile . I adore her like hell.
So here I am, back home again. Big piece of news: apparently my nagging my mom to get a new place really sunk in because she’s been looking for a new place for a few months now, and she’s thinking to sell our house. Yippee!!! She was eyeing this bungalow nearby, but before she could make a bid, a contractor bought it. Darn. Oh well, good things come to people who wait, my mom is VERY good…. How the heck she got me as her daughter, I have noooo idea…..
Toodle doo, peeps! Wassalam…
Right, so here I am back home again…. Home, home, home on the range. Whoopeee!!! (Do not mistake my “Whoopeeee!!!” for my “Big whoop.”, the latter one is me being sarcastic. So anyway, I arrived on Sunday, along with Deera, after a pretty eventful journey.
It started out the night before I was supposed to go home. I had just finished packing not only my going-home suitcases but the rest of my possessions into boxes provided by Corrigan Movers, because those bastards over at housing decided to make my dorm a freshmen only dorm, and kicked out us poor helpless upperclassmen into the Northwood family housing. Granted, it is nice, I get to have my own kitchen and private bathroom, and a living room with a sofa bed, but it also means giving up a few stuff, like a laundry room, for one, and fluorescent lights, since they only provide us with those icky yellow ones that contribute to my deteriorating eyesight, and of course, resident computing. No more printing in the middle of the night for me. Lousy bastards. Good thing they provided movers for my stuff, so I only had to pack, some other poor fools had to move ‘em. The absolute nerve of those housing people….. I can gripe on and on about them, but let’s just move on to more fun stuff.
So after moving my stuff out the next morning, I bought some souvenirs for my parents and my friends from Steve and Barry’s, went back to my place, prayed, then got a phone call from the cab that was picking me and Deera up. Needless to say, a lil’ bit of hell broke lose as I had to leave my forwarding address and the cabbie was bickering for us to ‘be quick”. Needless to say, a bit of confusion had set in, and I left a hand luggage back in Michigan. Holy shit. It was not my lucky day.
Fortunately enough, the rest of the trip went on okay. Deera and I were both “mamai” from our respective lack of sleep. There was this one time we rode a train back and forth because neither of us heard what the announcement was saying. But the mishaps ended there (I think). We met up with Hussen (from Texas) and a hairstylist named May, who was visiting her niece and nephew in Yale and Caltech, respectively.
My family came to pick me up from the airport, and I got to see my niece for the first time ever. She’s so tiny and cute. Unfortunately she suffers from eczema, so she’s red all over, poor baby. Tiny little red thing. I only know one other person who suffered from that, bitch tried using her “condition” to get out of everything (can you sense the anger in the air, hahah ). But Aishah, my niece, is such a good little baby, she hardly cries, and she has the sweetest smile . I adore her like hell.
So here I am, back home again. Big piece of news: apparently my nagging my mom to get a new place really sunk in because she’s been looking for a new place for a few months now, and she’s thinking to sell our house. Yippee!!! She was eyeing this bungalow nearby, but before she could make a bid, a contractor bought it. Darn. Oh well, good things come to people who wait, my mom is VERY good…. How the heck she got me as her daughter, I have noooo idea…..
Toodle doo, peeps! Wassalam…
Friday, July 09, 2004
Assalamu'alaikum...
My last day of work. Oh boy... kinda sad. I've loved working here. I mean, where else can I find a boss who would bring her to Michael's (the store) to shop for scrapbook supplies? Where can I find a job that let's me come in wearing glasses, t-shirt and sweatpants... and still work in an office? *Sigh*.... I'm gonna miss this... even though next semester I'm coming back to the exact same office but working in a different position with the exact same pay. The hours will be shorter, of course, since I'll have classes and other stuff.
Weird. One minute I'm excited to go home, the next I'm totally dreading the lack of privacy that I know is going to plague me as soon as I step foot on Malaysian soil. Hopefully I won't be an asshole when I reach home, there's nothing worse for me to be a jerk around the people I love just because I can't stand people barging into my private quarters at every hour during the day.
Jen is refrshing my memory on how to parallel park today, right after work. After that, have a dinner invitation from Unmesh (whom I haven't seen for such a long time and I feel guilty for that) and a movie invite from Dennis (to join him, Al and another person). Knowing me, I might decide that I'm too tired to do anything, go home and watch The Sopranos on DVD.
I am officially hooked on The Sopranos. I finish off a season a day, watch the special features and I can't wait to see the next episode. Too much T and A for my liking, but they do run a strip club, so I can't really object to that. What I can object is the amount of f***ing the characters do, most of the time it doesn't even contribute anything to the story. Good thing the storyline's good, or I might have just decided to not watch after the first DVD.
I'm a little sleepy right now after lunch and stuff. Thank goodness I only have a couple more hours to go, then I'm done for the summer. Time sure flies, I'm 22 now, pretty soon I'll be 25.
My biggest fear: to chase all the material stuff in my life (a Master's in CS or financial engineering-- as soon as I decide which I can actually be happy doing--, working in the US, coming back home and securing my place at home so that I can take care of my mom and dad) and one day, wake up, realize I'm 45, and think "Shit, I forgot to get married and have a baby".
Imagine that.
My last day of work. Oh boy... kinda sad. I've loved working here. I mean, where else can I find a boss who would bring her to Michael's (the store) to shop for scrapbook supplies? Where can I find a job that let's me come in wearing glasses, t-shirt and sweatpants... and still work in an office? *Sigh*.... I'm gonna miss this... even though next semester I'm coming back to the exact same office but working in a different position with the exact same pay. The hours will be shorter, of course, since I'll have classes and other stuff.
Weird. One minute I'm excited to go home, the next I'm totally dreading the lack of privacy that I know is going to plague me as soon as I step foot on Malaysian soil. Hopefully I won't be an asshole when I reach home, there's nothing worse for me to be a jerk around the people I love just because I can't stand people barging into my private quarters at every hour during the day.
Jen is refrshing my memory on how to parallel park today, right after work. After that, have a dinner invitation from Unmesh (whom I haven't seen for such a long time and I feel guilty for that) and a movie invite from Dennis (to join him, Al and another person). Knowing me, I might decide that I'm too tired to do anything, go home and watch The Sopranos on DVD.
I am officially hooked on The Sopranos. I finish off a season a day, watch the special features and I can't wait to see the next episode. Too much T and A for my liking, but they do run a strip club, so I can't really object to that. What I can object is the amount of f***ing the characters do, most of the time it doesn't even contribute anything to the story. Good thing the storyline's good, or I might have just decided to not watch after the first DVD.
I'm a little sleepy right now after lunch and stuff. Thank goodness I only have a couple more hours to go, then I'm done for the summer. Time sure flies, I'm 22 now, pretty soon I'll be 25.
My biggest fear: to chase all the material stuff in my life (a Master's in CS or financial engineering-- as soon as I decide which I can actually be happy doing--, working in the US, coming back home and securing my place at home so that I can take care of my mom and dad) and one day, wake up, realize I'm 45, and think "Shit, I forgot to get married and have a baby".
Imagine that.
Thursday, July 08, 2004
Assalamu'alaikum...
Just realized that the photo below was a lil' too big, so I cropped it. As was mentioned before, click on the photo to see some other sushified cartoo characters. I myself just had lunch that consisted of a tray of deluxe california rolls from the Sushi Fresh! collection (at least I think that's what the company is called..)
I am so screwed right now, because Katharine left me some work that I am now at lost on how to do. Shit. I'm supposed to be organizing the table arrangement for this fall's North Campus Festival. So I categorized the organizations (piece o' cake), decided who gets to perform what... and now I have no idea where to put them. I mean, I know which spaces are available, but some of the participants need to be near a power source, and some needs water supply nearby, and some just need a big friggin' space for their supplies of crap-shit. And I, being that this is my first time ever doing this stuff, am waiting for Katharine to come back from her lunch with Susan, or Shelley, or whoever she's having lunch with. I think I just killed a couple of acres of trees looking at the amount of stuff that I printed out just to figure out who wants what.
So now, as i wait, I pondered.... when the hell am I going to take my driving test. And I'm about this close to having a panic attack because I realize already have a schedule of social activities and work for next fall, on top of my normal class schedule.... and the friggin' term hasn't even started yet! I haven't even gone on a holiday yet (minus Chicago trip, I'm talking about home)! Holy shit!
To top it off, I realized that I seem to be spacing out more frequently than usual, and that scares me. I mean, last weekend, I managed to get the time we're leaving for Chicago wrong (thought it was 9pm instead of 6pm), I almost managed to convince myself that I didn't have to go to work because it was Saturday (no it wasn't, it was Tuesday after I got back from Chicago and I was almost late for work, thank goodness i snapped out of it in time) and I was freaking out when I did laundry because I couldn't figure out why my black top was suddenly red... until I remember I bought two colors of the same top.. one red, and one black.
And I keep forgetting stuff even though I was thinking about it 5 seconds ago.
Case 1: I was in the living room, decorating my dad's card when I wanted to get stamps from my desk for the envelope. I paused my DVD player, got up, got into my bedroom, and for the life of me couldn't remember what I wanted to get. I had to stand in my bedroom for about 10 seconds before I realize what I wanted.
Case 2: I was making a mental list that I needed to post my dad's card and print some pictures for my scrapbook. So I rummaged through my backpack for a pen, took out my notepad... then couldn't remember what I wanted to write. This soooo happened! I had to glance around my room to see if I can remember anything. Good thing I saw dad's card, it jogged my memory enough for me to remembr what I wanted to write.
Case 3: This morning, I boiled some water because I needed to make this horrible tasting tea that I need to take with some herbs mom sent me (ironically enough, it's for physical and MENTAL well-being). I haven't taken tea for quite some time now, and the medication, and it's been weeks since I used my kettle. I plugged the kettle in, went into my bedroom to straighten my bed and put some clothes on, and promptly forgot about the kettle. While that seemed normal, when I heard that whistling sound (y'know, the one that indicates the water is done?), I couldn't figure out what made the sound and when I did find the source, I couldn't remember why I boiled the water in the first place. I had to walk around the room straightening out stuff before it finally dawned on me about the tea...
I mean, I've heard of absent-mindedness, but this is freakin' ridiculous. Seriously, this is scaring the shit out of me, I mean, I've always been a teeny-weeny-itty-bitty absent minded, but I've nver had it this bad. And if you're thinking "She's remembering all the stuff that happened to her quite well, is she faking it?", rest assured that I started writing this shit at 1.30pm, and now it's 3.30pm. I had to pause and alternate this and work just so I have enough time to remember everything. Besides, I'm a girl, I have better stuff to fake.
Honestly, if anybody at all knows why the heck I'm experiencing this, lemme know, I'd love the input.
Wassalam...
Just realized that the photo below was a lil' too big, so I cropped it. As was mentioned before, click on the photo to see some other sushified cartoo characters. I myself just had lunch that consisted of a tray of deluxe california rolls from the Sushi Fresh! collection (at least I think that's what the company is called..)
I am so screwed right now, because Katharine left me some work that I am now at lost on how to do. Shit. I'm supposed to be organizing the table arrangement for this fall's North Campus Festival. So I categorized the organizations (piece o' cake), decided who gets to perform what... and now I have no idea where to put them. I mean, I know which spaces are available, but some of the participants need to be near a power source, and some needs water supply nearby, and some just need a big friggin' space for their supplies of crap-shit. And I, being that this is my first time ever doing this stuff, am waiting for Katharine to come back from her lunch with Susan, or Shelley, or whoever she's having lunch with. I think I just killed a couple of acres of trees looking at the amount of stuff that I printed out just to figure out who wants what.
So now, as i wait, I pondered.... when the hell am I going to take my driving test. And I'm about this close to having a panic attack because I realize already have a schedule of social activities and work for next fall, on top of my normal class schedule.... and the friggin' term hasn't even started yet! I haven't even gone on a holiday yet (minus Chicago trip, I'm talking about home)! Holy shit!
To top it off, I realized that I seem to be spacing out more frequently than usual, and that scares me. I mean, last weekend, I managed to get the time we're leaving for Chicago wrong (thought it was 9pm instead of 6pm), I almost managed to convince myself that I didn't have to go to work because it was Saturday (no it wasn't, it was Tuesday after I got back from Chicago and I was almost late for work, thank goodness i snapped out of it in time) and I was freaking out when I did laundry because I couldn't figure out why my black top was suddenly red... until I remember I bought two colors of the same top.. one red, and one black.
And I keep forgetting stuff even though I was thinking about it 5 seconds ago.
Case 1: I was in the living room, decorating my dad's card when I wanted to get stamps from my desk for the envelope. I paused my DVD player, got up, got into my bedroom, and for the life of me couldn't remember what I wanted to get. I had to stand in my bedroom for about 10 seconds before I realize what I wanted.
Case 2: I was making a mental list that I needed to post my dad's card and print some pictures for my scrapbook. So I rummaged through my backpack for a pen, took out my notepad... then couldn't remember what I wanted to write. This soooo happened! I had to glance around my room to see if I can remember anything. Good thing I saw dad's card, it jogged my memory enough for me to remembr what I wanted to write.
Case 3: This morning, I boiled some water because I needed to make this horrible tasting tea that I need to take with some herbs mom sent me (ironically enough, it's for physical and MENTAL well-being). I haven't taken tea for quite some time now, and the medication, and it's been weeks since I used my kettle. I plugged the kettle in, went into my bedroom to straighten my bed and put some clothes on, and promptly forgot about the kettle. While that seemed normal, when I heard that whistling sound (y'know, the one that indicates the water is done?), I couldn't figure out what made the sound and when I did find the source, I couldn't remember why I boiled the water in the first place. I had to walk around the room straightening out stuff before it finally dawned on me about the tea...
I mean, I've heard of absent-mindedness, but this is freakin' ridiculous. Seriously, this is scaring the shit out of me, I mean, I've always been a teeny-weeny-itty-bitty absent minded, but I've nver had it this bad. And if you're thinking "She's remembering all the stuff that happened to her quite well, is she faking it?", rest assured that I started writing this shit at 1.30pm, and now it's 3.30pm. I had to pause and alternate this and work just so I have enough time to remember everything. Besides, I'm a girl, I have better stuff to fake.
Honestly, if anybody at all knows why the heck I'm experiencing this, lemme know, I'd love the input.
Wassalam...
Wednesday, July 07, 2004
Assalamu'alaikum...
Man,I am beat. Spent last weekend in Illinois watching fireworks and stuff, before that I had a looooong week of work ( well I actually didn't have much to do up till Wednesday when all hell broke lose and what could go wrong, did ). Y'know what, I can even think about the weekend without feeling beat. So lemme just give the gist of it (like I did when I supposedly dished on the Midwest Games): got to UIUC, saw Tet and Elly, slept there one night, went to Evanston the next day, went to Taste of Chicago, saw a fist fight in the middle of the street, got my wits scared the heck out of me, saw fireworks that night, fireworks was nice, yadda yadda yadda, next day went shopping at outlet, saw another fireworks display in Northwestern University, that one was pretty cool too, went back to Dinna and Id's apartment, next day took picture at NU's arch, then went home, realized that half of the clothes that I brought I didn't wear, got meself a new pair of shoes and Bantut's baby-tee.
And all of this happened while I barely spoke 100 words during the whole time...
I don't get it. I mean, usually I'm notoriously shy in big crowds, I admit, but never have I ever clammed up for three days as though I'm keeping the Crown jewels in my mouth. I mean, it was just weird, I honestly couldn't think of anything to say, and seeing everyone being loud and so into the whole talking thing just scared the shit out of me. This further emphasizes my earlier observation that I function much, much better in a one-on-one conversation rather than jumping in head first into a crowd. Wonder when this started happening to me, I think I was okay when I attended matrix, I mean I was head of stuff and I participated in almost everything I could get my hands on, me in my obese state and all ( yes, I was as big as a freakin' hippo).Then I mellowed a bit when I was in PPP and here.. well let's just say that I'm more of a yes man (or girl) rather than a take-charge-you-have-to-get-your-butt-outta-the couch person. Which just shoes... if u don't practice our social skills enough, pretty soon you're gonna lose 'em.
Aaahhh... the good old days when u know exactly who you are, what you have to do and where you wanna go. Now u have OPTIONS... and you have to MAKE YOUR OWN DECISIONS and be an ADULT... waaaa!!! I wan my blanky and my mommy... sob sob...
Katharine (my boss) brought me to Target on Friday, and I bought 3 packets of Pepperidge Farm's Goldfish Crackers, different flavors. And right now I'm down to 1. When that one's gone, I'm gonna get real upset.
Oh, I didn't take a lotta pics when I was in Chicago, but whatever I have will be up as soon as I get my handbag back because my camera is in there. Oh, and I have a few firework video in too, so as soon as a figure out how to put it in, I will.
I need to go and get some lunch in me, so I'll just pen of here... but lemme leave you with an article about mice and diets. Click here (hopefully link works)
Man,I am beat. Spent last weekend in Illinois watching fireworks and stuff, before that I had a looooong week of work ( well I actually didn't have much to do up till Wednesday when all hell broke lose and what could go wrong, did ). Y'know what, I can even think about the weekend without feeling beat. So lemme just give the gist of it (like I did when I supposedly dished on the Midwest Games): got to UIUC, saw Tet and Elly, slept there one night, went to Evanston the next day, went to Taste of Chicago, saw a fist fight in the middle of the street, got my wits scared the heck out of me, saw fireworks that night, fireworks was nice, yadda yadda yadda, next day went shopping at outlet, saw another fireworks display in Northwestern University, that one was pretty cool too, went back to Dinna and Id's apartment, next day took picture at NU's arch, then went home, realized that half of the clothes that I brought I didn't wear, got meself a new pair of shoes and Bantut's baby-tee.
And all of this happened while I barely spoke 100 words during the whole time...
I don't get it. I mean, usually I'm notoriously shy in big crowds, I admit, but never have I ever clammed up for three days as though I'm keeping the Crown jewels in my mouth. I mean, it was just weird, I honestly couldn't think of anything to say, and seeing everyone being loud and so into the whole talking thing just scared the shit out of me. This further emphasizes my earlier observation that I function much, much better in a one-on-one conversation rather than jumping in head first into a crowd. Wonder when this started happening to me, I think I was okay when I attended matrix, I mean I was head of stuff and I participated in almost everything I could get my hands on, me in my obese state and all ( yes, I was as big as a freakin' hippo).Then I mellowed a bit when I was in PPP and here.. well let's just say that I'm more of a yes man (or girl) rather than a take-charge-you-have-to-get-your-butt-outta-the couch person. Which just shoes... if u don't practice our social skills enough, pretty soon you're gonna lose 'em.
Aaahhh... the good old days when u know exactly who you are, what you have to do and where you wanna go. Now u have OPTIONS... and you have to MAKE YOUR OWN DECISIONS and be an ADULT... waaaa!!! I wan my blanky and my mommy... sob sob...
Katharine (my boss) brought me to Target on Friday, and I bought 3 packets of Pepperidge Farm's Goldfish Crackers, different flavors. And right now I'm down to 1. When that one's gone, I'm gonna get real upset.
Oh, I didn't take a lotta pics when I was in Chicago, but whatever I have will be up as soon as I get my handbag back because my camera is in there. Oh, and I have a few firework video in too, so as soon as a figure out how to put it in, I will.
I need to go and get some lunch in me, so I'll just pen of here... but lemme leave you with an article about mice and diets. Click here (hopefully link works)
Wednesday, June 30, 2004
Assalamu'alaikum...
I'm writing in a wee bit early today because I currently have nothing to do, and I'm taking a break from the book I'm reading. The office is kinda cool today, probably due to the fact that I only have on a t-shirt (the free one I got from Relay For Life, so it's kinda thin ) ,sweatpants, my white headscarf and my pink J Crew flip flops that have seen waaaay better days. I seriously need to stop looking like I "pegi sawah" everyday and look like I actually work in an office.
So I just finished chattign with Sareque and Bantut and right now, as I'm writing, Bantut is going wee-wee in the toilet (that's what u get for "hilang slalu sgt".)Hahaha.... apparently Ning Baizura is getting a new car, a Rexton, which is "kerete yg sgt2 gabak". I'll take Sareque's word for it, since I have no idea what a Rexton is, it can be a trash compactor for all I care.
So last night Dennis, Alisa and I went to Best Buy then Target to get me a DVD player and some chocolates for people back home. After that, Dennis and I watched Casablanca, which is the first Humphrey Bogart movie I've ever seen in my life, of course. Finally the line "Here's looking at you, kid" makes sense to me, among a few other stuff.
That DVD player is a lifesaver for me right now as I don't have cable in my room. Living without TV... scary scary thought.... which is why I bought the DVD player so that I won't be quite so alone in my room. Just having something in the background is good enough for me. Of course, not having TV means I'm forced to go out of my room and seek entertainment elsewhere. Which is why....
I wanna go to that Top of The Park thing tonight (hopefully), maybe see some bands, maybe a movie... Just do something to get me outta the room and into the summer air. Even if it is night time. Oh well, you get what you get, getting paid for going to work isn't that bad either :).
Okay, Dennis is stopping by to bring me some popsicles, yum... catch everyone layter!
Wassalam...
I'm writing in a wee bit early today because I currently have nothing to do, and I'm taking a break from the book I'm reading. The office is kinda cool today, probably due to the fact that I only have on a t-shirt (the free one I got from Relay For Life, so it's kinda thin ) ,sweatpants, my white headscarf and my pink J Crew flip flops that have seen waaaay better days. I seriously need to stop looking like I "pegi sawah" everyday and look like I actually work in an office.
So I just finished chattign with Sareque and Bantut and right now, as I'm writing, Bantut is going wee-wee in the toilet (that's what u get for "hilang slalu sgt".)Hahaha.... apparently Ning Baizura is getting a new car, a Rexton, which is "kerete yg sgt2 gabak". I'll take Sareque's word for it, since I have no idea what a Rexton is, it can be a trash compactor for all I care.
So last night Dennis, Alisa and I went to Best Buy then Target to get me a DVD player and some chocolates for people back home. After that, Dennis and I watched Casablanca, which is the first Humphrey Bogart movie I've ever seen in my life, of course. Finally the line "Here's looking at you, kid" makes sense to me, among a few other stuff.
That DVD player is a lifesaver for me right now as I don't have cable in my room. Living without TV... scary scary thought.... which is why I bought the DVD player so that I won't be quite so alone in my room. Just having something in the background is good enough for me. Of course, not having TV means I'm forced to go out of my room and seek entertainment elsewhere. Which is why....
I wanna go to that Top of The Park thing tonight (hopefully), maybe see some bands, maybe a movie... Just do something to get me outta the room and into the summer air. Even if it is night time. Oh well, you get what you get, getting paid for going to work isn't that bad either :).
Okay, Dennis is stopping by to bring me some popsicles, yum... catch everyone layter!
Wassalam...
Tuesday, June 29, 2004
Assalamu'alaikum....
At work again, though today is a pretty slow day for me, maybe because I came an hour late to work, not on purpose (kinda) but because I got held up at the Secretary of State office doing my permit. Thank goodness I told Merry I was gonna go get my permit, so at least she wasn't wondering where I was. Did i get my permit? Amidst my sleepiness (couldn't fall asleep until about 3.30 am for some unknown warped reason) and jumpiness (no coffee and no breakfast because no money), I managed to pass the damn test, even though I thought I failed it and was gonna have to take it again.
Freaky thing happened at the counter when I went to submit my test result. Apparently this Japanese couple (at least according to their passports) were talking while taking their tests, so the lady who was handling my paperwork bellowed a loud "Excuse me, can both of you come up here?" and promptly took their tests away. Both of them were given a stern "You can't compare your answers, let me get you your IDs" and "You can come back next week and take the test again". And there I was, standing in front of the counter thinking "I had to get her counter...". I think the whole SoS office heard her take away their tests, and while I don't think the couple should have cheated (common sense to not talk during a test), I do feel bad for them for being embarrassed in front of everyone like that.
Special thanks to Hakam for willing to give up his sleeping hours to send me to the ofice, and for willing to double back to get my passport, my bad.
Things are pretty quiet now in my life, aside from work, sleep, chores and worrying about money, I really have nothing going on. I made my SFO payments just now, planned a budget for upcoming charges (and hopefully a trip to Chicago) and decided that I'm in pretty good shape. As my days seem to be calming down (I finished my officfe paperwork for the next edition of Arcana and had just submitted it, so I'm pretty much waiting for my next project to arrive) and I've settled most of my account stuff (feel bad for adding paperwork for someone else now that I know how much work paperwork really is), I can concentrate studying for my GRE and finish reading that book I've been hankering on for the past three weeks.
Sometimes I miss having someone around to just talk with. Arwah Teh and I used to talk a lot during the evenings when we got back from classes or after she got back from work. It was nice because I can just knock on her door and pop in to say hello, and we would just vent out whatever stress that we had to each other. To the rest of the world she was this quiet, serious looking girl but to me she was this funny person who listened to what I had to say and never failed to put a funny spin on things so that in the end, all of the complicated things in my life that was bringing me down, didn't seem so complicated anymore.
A friend once told me "Just because they're not there doesn't mean you'll ever forget ". And I haven't, not for a single day. Arwah teh and arwah Nanim were my comfort zone, people who I know I can tell anything and it won't up being blabbed to everyone, and in return I offered my friendship and whatever comfort and help I can give whenever I can. I guess in a way I hid behind them, took comfort in needing and being needed. Now that the screen is gone, what is left is me, and to learn how to function and operate in this new environment I was thrust in is just a concept that is too hard for me to comprehend right now, or maybe ever.
Almost 8 months had passed and I still haven't really found anyone like them here, and most likely never will. In a way I'm being forced to be with me, to look at me and to come to terms with who I am and what defines me. I keep myself busy with work and acquiring new material things and sometimes studying :) , but while that would fill my days, when I lay on my bed at night, I'm still left with tonnes of memories and a huge gap in my heart.
Maybe I'm feeling extra melancholic because arwah Nanim and I used to plan to take our driving license together. Sometimes it just didn't seem fair that I'm still here and they're not, though I try to push those kind of thoughts away since I know what was decreed by Him is law and just. However I'm willing to admit that I'm afraid to die, and I am glad that my time isn't here yet. I don't want to leave before I've made some kind of mark and did some kind of good.
Okay, enough of the heavy stuff. Dennis is picking me up tonight to go to Best Buy (lucky me) and tonight we're watching Casablanca. And tomorrow, on to Top of The Park (or whatever hell it's called, that thing on top of the Power Center).
See ya!
Wassalam....
At work again, though today is a pretty slow day for me, maybe because I came an hour late to work, not on purpose (kinda) but because I got held up at the Secretary of State office doing my permit. Thank goodness I told Merry I was gonna go get my permit, so at least she wasn't wondering where I was. Did i get my permit? Amidst my sleepiness (couldn't fall asleep until about 3.30 am for some unknown warped reason) and jumpiness (no coffee and no breakfast because no money), I managed to pass the damn test, even though I thought I failed it and was gonna have to take it again.
Freaky thing happened at the counter when I went to submit my test result. Apparently this Japanese couple (at least according to their passports) were talking while taking their tests, so the lady who was handling my paperwork bellowed a loud "Excuse me, can both of you come up here?" and promptly took their tests away. Both of them were given a stern "You can't compare your answers, let me get you your IDs" and "You can come back next week and take the test again". And there I was, standing in front of the counter thinking "I had to get her counter...". I think the whole SoS office heard her take away their tests, and while I don't think the couple should have cheated (common sense to not talk during a test), I do feel bad for them for being embarrassed in front of everyone like that.
Special thanks to Hakam for willing to give up his sleeping hours to send me to the ofice, and for willing to double back to get my passport, my bad.
Things are pretty quiet now in my life, aside from work, sleep, chores and worrying about money, I really have nothing going on. I made my SFO payments just now, planned a budget for upcoming charges (and hopefully a trip to Chicago) and decided that I'm in pretty good shape. As my days seem to be calming down (I finished my officfe paperwork for the next edition of Arcana and had just submitted it, so I'm pretty much waiting for my next project to arrive) and I've settled most of my account stuff (feel bad for adding paperwork for someone else now that I know how much work paperwork really is), I can concentrate studying for my GRE and finish reading that book I've been hankering on for the past three weeks.
Sometimes I miss having someone around to just talk with. Arwah Teh and I used to talk a lot during the evenings when we got back from classes or after she got back from work. It was nice because I can just knock on her door and pop in to say hello, and we would just vent out whatever stress that we had to each other. To the rest of the world she was this quiet, serious looking girl but to me she was this funny person who listened to what I had to say and never failed to put a funny spin on things so that in the end, all of the complicated things in my life that was bringing me down, didn't seem so complicated anymore.
A friend once told me "Just because they're not there doesn't mean you'll ever forget ". And I haven't, not for a single day. Arwah teh and arwah Nanim were my comfort zone, people who I know I can tell anything and it won't up being blabbed to everyone, and in return I offered my friendship and whatever comfort and help I can give whenever I can. I guess in a way I hid behind them, took comfort in needing and being needed. Now that the screen is gone, what is left is me, and to learn how to function and operate in this new environment I was thrust in is just a concept that is too hard for me to comprehend right now, or maybe ever.
Almost 8 months had passed and I still haven't really found anyone like them here, and most likely never will. In a way I'm being forced to be with me, to look at me and to come to terms with who I am and what defines me. I keep myself busy with work and acquiring new material things and sometimes studying :) , but while that would fill my days, when I lay on my bed at night, I'm still left with tonnes of memories and a huge gap in my heart.
Maybe I'm feeling extra melancholic because arwah Nanim and I used to plan to take our driving license together. Sometimes it just didn't seem fair that I'm still here and they're not, though I try to push those kind of thoughts away since I know what was decreed by Him is law and just. However I'm willing to admit that I'm afraid to die, and I am glad that my time isn't here yet. I don't want to leave before I've made some kind of mark and did some kind of good.
Okay, enough of the heavy stuff. Dennis is picking me up tonight to go to Best Buy (lucky me) and tonight we're watching Casablanca. And tomorrow, on to Top of The Park (or whatever hell it's called, that thing on top of the Power Center).
See ya!
Wassalam....
Monday, June 28, 2004
Assalamu'alaikum...
Okay, so right now I'm at work, having lunch and taking a break. Surprisingly enough I have work to do today, typing out stuff, answering numerous phone calls and sorting out bucketload of mails. Now that I have some breathing space, I decided to pen in and write something just for the hell of it.
Okay, so my weekend was uneventful but productive. Did my groceries (jerusalem, scrubbed my filthy hot plate (it's white, so you really need your elbow into it), scrubbed the bathroom, scrubbed the sink, went to the gym and studied (kinda) What Every Driver Must Know book.
Right now I'm freaking out because my account statement has this HUGE balance that I didn't even realize was incurred on me, and I just found out that I may actually have to pay using my own money. Aaaaaaccckk!! I did NOT work just so that the financial office can fuck me over like this man, this is sooo freakin' ridiculous. But I'm handling it (kinda) and it'll be okay (hopefully)...or else I'm gonna go home and cry to mommy. *Sigh*... I can't wait to go home....
Home to my mom and my dad and my brothers... home to my sister-in-law (the best in the world)... home to my nephew and niece... home to Cik Pi... home to roti canai and nasi lemak in the mornings... home to yong tau foo and sate for dinner...home to the sound of Azan from the mosque... home to Akademi Fantasia and other Malay-speaking TV shows... home to my friends ... home to parties at the condo... home to late night rides with my cuzzy... all I wanna do right now is pack my bags and just go home..
Wassalm...
Okay, so right now I'm at work, having lunch and taking a break. Surprisingly enough I have work to do today, typing out stuff, answering numerous phone calls and sorting out bucketload of mails. Now that I have some breathing space, I decided to pen in and write something just for the hell of it.
Okay, so my weekend was uneventful but productive. Did my groceries (jerusalem, scrubbed my filthy hot plate (it's white, so you really need your elbow into it), scrubbed the bathroom, scrubbed the sink, went to the gym and studied (kinda) What Every Driver Must Know book.
Right now I'm freaking out because my account statement has this HUGE balance that I didn't even realize was incurred on me, and I just found out that I may actually have to pay using my own money. Aaaaaaccckk!! I did NOT work just so that the financial office can fuck me over like this man, this is sooo freakin' ridiculous. But I'm handling it (kinda) and it'll be okay (hopefully)...or else I'm gonna go home and cry to mommy. *Sigh*... I can't wait to go home....
Home to my mom and my dad and my brothers... home to my sister-in-law (the best in the world)... home to my nephew and niece... home to Cik Pi... home to roti canai and nasi lemak in the mornings... home to yong tau foo and sate for dinner...home to the sound of Azan from the mosque... home to Akademi Fantasia and other Malay-speaking TV shows... home to my friends ... home to parties at the condo... home to late night rides with my cuzzy... all I wanna do right now is pack my bags and just go home..
Wassalm...
Wednesday, June 23, 2004
Assalamu'alaikum...
Yesterday was a pretty long day for me, long in a good way. After work, Dennis picked me up and we went to watch Harry Potter at Quality 16 theatre. We were kinda late getting in, so we missed the first few minutes, but I really enjoyed the movie. Would I say that it's better than the previous two? I dunno, more like it's different than the other ones. For one thing, Harry was more like a teen in this one rather than a kid. However, I do think the special effects were better than the last one, even though the dementors did look like ripped dishrags.
After the movies, we went back to Dennis' house to have dinner with his parents, the second time this summer. We had burgers, coleslaws and some good conversations. After that, they showed me their fire pit, built a fire to show how it works, and Dennis then tried to teach me how to swing a baseball bat. Growing up, I never did learn how to play volleyball, or baseball, or softball, or other stuff that people immediately assume one should know. Swinging that baseball bat yesterday felt weird because I never did that before, but after a few swings, it felt okay. I wasn't good at it, but then it was never my aim to actually be good, just passable enough so that no wayward balls would hit me.
Dennis let me borrow his Family Guy DVDs, which I'm gonna have to watch on my computer since I don't have a DVD player anymore. I LOVE Family Guy, it's so ridiculously obscene that you just can't help but enjoy it. I haven't found a girl who shares my sentiments yet about overly obscene animated series (South Park, Family Guy, Aqua Teens, The Simpsons, Sealab etc.), but I'm hoping. Come to think of it, I don't really know a guy yet, aside from Dennis, who shares my love for adult-oriented-but-not-porn-related cartoons. It seems to me that people my age think that unless it's anime, then no animated series is worth watching. Some of them don't even think any animated series is worth watching if you're, oh let's say, over 18. Thing is, if you let a kid watch something like Family Guy, then you're nuts and just begging for trouble because you're raising a kid who's probably gonna jack off in the bathroom during recess and thinks it's okay to call a black person "nigger" and a gay man "fairy". It's adult oriented, and I think it's a harmless piece of fun as long as you know it's all IN the name of fun and you don't get sucked into behaving like Peter Griffin does. Is it offensive? Sure, maybe, then again porn is offensive and yet the X-rated industry make billions each year. Thing is, like porn, adult cartoons may offend and they may not, if you don't like it then don't watch it, do not give me grief about it (which triggers this paragraph long rant....).
Oh and by the way, I rarely read back what I wrote before hitting the "Publish Post" button, so don't start getting all sarcastic with me about my atrocious spelling or how my sentences don't make sense because I'm missing a "not" or an "of" somewhere. At least I'm producing a literary (if I may call it that) piece that actually has my thoughts and feelings in it, something that I can read weeks, maybe years from now and still laugh and say, "I used to get so worked up about the stupidest stuff". What do you have? Just all your sarcastic comments and your vicious words against other people you put down because your own like is a pathetic piece of junk. Asshole. Get a life.
I read in a Sidney Sheldon novel, a quote that went along something like this "Never assume, it makes an ASS out of U and ME". Do not assume that if you feel that something is hard for you, then it will automatically be hard for me. Don't assume that if you felt this situation really tried your nerves, then if you put me in it, I'll automatically break down and cry. Don't assume that if I cry, it's because I'm weak, maybe it's better for m to cry rather than ravage another person with cutting words and my anger. Because I think through the way I handled myself through all the shit that happened to me this year, and how I handled all of the mishandled criticisms I had of "taking advantage of the situation", I think I did pretty well, thank you very much. I didn't turn to mush. I didn't break down completely even when all I wanted to do was to leave everything and run away. Most of the time, I refrained from letting my emotions from controlling my head and cloud my judgment. I didn't use PMS as a reason to suddenly be angry with someone for no reason (well maybe once or twice, but mostly I just stayed away from people in general because during that time of the month, people piss me off, I don't wanna be around things that pisses me). And if I do get angry, I don't get VERBAL. How do I let my anger out? By writing and writing and writing....
What makes a good piece of essay, a good novel, a good book? What makes an entry in an online journal good? When people say it's good? When a lot of people buy the book, the newspaper, come to the website? When people compliment you about it?
For me, something is good when you can read something and know that it actually comes from the heart, not just facts, because a heart feels, beats to the rhythm not only of the body but the mind and the soul. Facts? Using the words that so often describe "facts", they're hard and cold...
Okay, I'm off from work, time to go home and be happy again. Bye!
Wassalam..
Yesterday was a pretty long day for me, long in a good way. After work, Dennis picked me up and we went to watch Harry Potter at Quality 16 theatre. We were kinda late getting in, so we missed the first few minutes, but I really enjoyed the movie. Would I say that it's better than the previous two? I dunno, more like it's different than the other ones. For one thing, Harry was more like a teen in this one rather than a kid. However, I do think the special effects were better than the last one, even though the dementors did look like ripped dishrags.
After the movies, we went back to Dennis' house to have dinner with his parents, the second time this summer. We had burgers, coleslaws and some good conversations. After that, they showed me their fire pit, built a fire to show how it works, and Dennis then tried to teach me how to swing a baseball bat. Growing up, I never did learn how to play volleyball, or baseball, or softball, or other stuff that people immediately assume one should know. Swinging that baseball bat yesterday felt weird because I never did that before, but after a few swings, it felt okay. I wasn't good at it, but then it was never my aim to actually be good, just passable enough so that no wayward balls would hit me.
Dennis let me borrow his Family Guy DVDs, which I'm gonna have to watch on my computer since I don't have a DVD player anymore. I LOVE Family Guy, it's so ridiculously obscene that you just can't help but enjoy it. I haven't found a girl who shares my sentiments yet about overly obscene animated series (South Park, Family Guy, Aqua Teens, The Simpsons, Sealab etc.), but I'm hoping. Come to think of it, I don't really know a guy yet, aside from Dennis, who shares my love for adult-oriented-but-not-porn-related cartoons. It seems to me that people my age think that unless it's anime, then no animated series is worth watching. Some of them don't even think any animated series is worth watching if you're, oh let's say, over 18. Thing is, if you let a kid watch something like Family Guy, then you're nuts and just begging for trouble because you're raising a kid who's probably gonna jack off in the bathroom during recess and thinks it's okay to call a black person "nigger" and a gay man "fairy". It's adult oriented, and I think it's a harmless piece of fun as long as you know it's all IN the name of fun and you don't get sucked into behaving like Peter Griffin does. Is it offensive? Sure, maybe, then again porn is offensive and yet the X-rated industry make billions each year. Thing is, like porn, adult cartoons may offend and they may not, if you don't like it then don't watch it, do not give me grief about it (which triggers this paragraph long rant....).
Oh and by the way, I rarely read back what I wrote before hitting the "Publish Post" button, so don't start getting all sarcastic with me about my atrocious spelling or how my sentences don't make sense because I'm missing a "not" or an "of" somewhere. At least I'm producing a literary (if I may call it that) piece that actually has my thoughts and feelings in it, something that I can read weeks, maybe years from now and still laugh and say, "I used to get so worked up about the stupidest stuff". What do you have? Just all your sarcastic comments and your vicious words against other people you put down because your own like is a pathetic piece of junk. Asshole. Get a life.
I read in a Sidney Sheldon novel, a quote that went along something like this "Never assume, it makes an ASS out of U and ME". Do not assume that if you feel that something is hard for you, then it will automatically be hard for me. Don't assume that if you felt this situation really tried your nerves, then if you put me in it, I'll automatically break down and cry. Don't assume that if I cry, it's because I'm weak, maybe it's better for m to cry rather than ravage another person with cutting words and my anger. Because I think through the way I handled myself through all the shit that happened to me this year, and how I handled all of the mishandled criticisms I had of "taking advantage of the situation", I think I did pretty well, thank you very much. I didn't turn to mush. I didn't break down completely even when all I wanted to do was to leave everything and run away. Most of the time, I refrained from letting my emotions from controlling my head and cloud my judgment. I didn't use PMS as a reason to suddenly be angry with someone for no reason (well maybe once or twice, but mostly I just stayed away from people in general because during that time of the month, people piss me off, I don't wanna be around things that pisses me). And if I do get angry, I don't get VERBAL. How do I let my anger out? By writing and writing and writing....
What makes a good piece of essay, a good novel, a good book? What makes an entry in an online journal good? When people say it's good? When a lot of people buy the book, the newspaper, come to the website? When people compliment you about it?
For me, something is good when you can read something and know that it actually comes from the heart, not just facts, because a heart feels, beats to the rhythm not only of the body but the mind and the soul. Facts? Using the words that so often describe "facts", they're hard and cold...
Okay, I'm off from work, time to go home and be happy again. Bye!
Wassalam..
Tuesday, June 22, 2004
Assalmu'alaikum...
Just got this from my sister-in-law, wanna share it with the rest of you guys. Enjoy!
Menjaga kesihatan adalah dituntut oleh Agama. Banyak cara menjaga kesihatan tubuh badan maupun dari segi sains dan diajar oleh Al-Quran antaranya adalah spt:-
1. Bersenam @ beriadah.
2. Makan Pil melangsingkan badan.
3. Mengawal makanan.
Tahukah anda mengamal minum secawan air teh "O" setiap pagi boleh mengawal berat badan anda. Isyaallah jika anda mengamalkannya, berat badan anda akan berkurangan. (memang terbukti keberkesanan).
Al-Quran Juga ada mengajar kita menjaga kesihatan spt membuat amalan spt:-
1. Mandi Pagi sebelum subuh @ sekurang kurangnya sejam sebelum matahari naik. Air sejuk yang meresap kedalam badan boleh mengurangkan lemak mengumpul. Kita boleh saksikan orang mengamal mandi pagi kebanyakan
badan tak gemuk.
2. Rasulullah mengamalkan minum segelas air sejuk setiap pagi. Mujarabnya Insayallah jauh dari penyakit susah nak kena sakit).
3. waktu sembahyang subuh disunatkan kita bertafakur (iaitu sujud sekurang kurangnya seminit selepas membaca doa). Ia boleh mengelak dari sakit pening atau migrin. Ini terbukti oleh para saintis yang membuat kajian kenapa dalam sehari perlu kita sujud. Ahli-ahli sains telah menemui beberapa milimeter ruang udara dalam saluran darah di kepala yg tidak dipenuhi darah. Dengan bersujud makan darah akan mengalir keruang berkenaan.
4. Dalam kitab juga ada melarang kita makan makanan darat bercampur dengan makanan laut. Nabi pernah menegah kita makan ikan bersama susu. di kuatiri akan cepat mendapat penyakit. Ini terbukti oleh saintis yang menjumpai dimana dalam badan ayam mengandungi ion (+) manakala dalam ikan mengandungi ion (-). jika dalam suapan ayam bercampur dengan ikan maka terjadi tidakkan balas biokimia yng terhasil yang boleh merosakkan usus kita.
5. Nabi juga mengajar kita makan dengan tangan dan bila habis hendaklah menjilat jari. Begitu juga ahli saintis telah menjumpa bahawa enzime banyak terkandung di celah jari jari, iaitu 10 kali ganda terdapat dalam air liur. (enzime sejenis alat percerna makanan, tanpanya makanan tidak hadam)
Wassalam...
Sabda nabi Ilmu itu milik tuhan, barang siapa menyebarkan ilmu demi kebaikkan insyaallah tuhan akan mengandakan 10 kali kepadanya.
Just got this from my sister-in-law, wanna share it with the rest of you guys. Enjoy!
Menjaga kesihatan adalah dituntut oleh Agama. Banyak cara menjaga kesihatan tubuh badan maupun dari segi sains dan diajar oleh Al-Quran antaranya adalah spt:-
1. Bersenam @ beriadah.
2. Makan Pil melangsingkan badan.
3. Mengawal makanan.
Tahukah anda mengamal minum secawan air teh "O" setiap pagi boleh mengawal berat badan anda. Isyaallah jika anda mengamalkannya, berat badan anda akan berkurangan. (memang terbukti keberkesanan).
Al-Quran Juga ada mengajar kita menjaga kesihatan spt membuat amalan spt:-
1. Mandi Pagi sebelum subuh @ sekurang kurangnya sejam sebelum matahari naik. Air sejuk yang meresap kedalam badan boleh mengurangkan lemak mengumpul. Kita boleh saksikan orang mengamal mandi pagi kebanyakan
badan tak gemuk.
2. Rasulullah mengamalkan minum segelas air sejuk setiap pagi. Mujarabnya Insayallah jauh dari penyakit susah nak kena sakit).
3. waktu sembahyang subuh disunatkan kita bertafakur (iaitu sujud sekurang kurangnya seminit selepas membaca doa). Ia boleh mengelak dari sakit pening atau migrin. Ini terbukti oleh para saintis yang membuat kajian kenapa dalam sehari perlu kita sujud. Ahli-ahli sains telah menemui beberapa milimeter ruang udara dalam saluran darah di kepala yg tidak dipenuhi darah. Dengan bersujud makan darah akan mengalir keruang berkenaan.
4. Dalam kitab juga ada melarang kita makan makanan darat bercampur dengan makanan laut. Nabi pernah menegah kita makan ikan bersama susu. di kuatiri akan cepat mendapat penyakit. Ini terbukti oleh saintis yang menjumpai dimana dalam badan ayam mengandungi ion (+) manakala dalam ikan mengandungi ion (-). jika dalam suapan ayam bercampur dengan ikan maka terjadi tidakkan balas biokimia yng terhasil yang boleh merosakkan usus kita.
5. Nabi juga mengajar kita makan dengan tangan dan bila habis hendaklah menjilat jari. Begitu juga ahli saintis telah menjumpa bahawa enzime banyak terkandung di celah jari jari, iaitu 10 kali ganda terdapat dalam air liur. (enzime sejenis alat percerna makanan, tanpanya makanan tidak hadam)
Wassalam...
Sabda nabi Ilmu itu milik tuhan, barang siapa menyebarkan ilmu demi kebaikkan insyaallah tuhan akan mengandakan 10 kali kepadanya.
Monday, June 21, 2004
Assalmu'alaikum...
Yeah, so I haven't penned in for quite a few days now, not that anybody's been reading (which is a good thing, because aside from some personal friends I love and I know won't bitch about me behind my back, I don't really want people reading this stuff anyway).
Today and for the rest of my working girl duration, I'll be working everyday from 11am to 4pm, 9 to 3pm on Fridays. That's almost like a full time job. People would think that since I basically do nothing except answer phones and give directions to people who managed to get themselves lost be it in the building or anywhere around North Campus, it's an easy job and I shouldn't be tired. But I am. Which got me to thinking that either there's something wrong with me, or my general perception abot jobs is completely bogus. A job is a job, be it sitting on a chair and running errands and typing, or driving a truck across state borders or diving for pearls in the ocean. At the end of the day, it still saps your strength, just that my job saps less strength than Mr. Trucker guy so after a little nap I'm all fresh again... barely.
Today I also got an email from my travel agent about sending him payments for my plane tickets. I made my cashiers check, and Deera and I are gonna post payments tomorrow. Hopefully those tickets arrive on time or I'm gonna be reaaaaallly mad.I've bought presents and stuff for my family and friends, it would be so much a waste if I can't go home. Plus that would mean missing out on meeting my darling niece, and that would NOT be such a good thing.
Now, you know you gotta expand your horizons when you situations like this happens to you:
Situation 1: At the bank...
Teller 1: How may I help you?
Me: I would like to make a cashiers check please for (amount)
Teller waaaay at end of table: Are you going back to Malaysia? Because I made a couple of checks for Malaysian students
Situation 2: In the International Center office...
Me: Hi, I'd like to get my I-20 signed
Woman:(without even LOOKING at my I-20) Ahh, making a trip back to Malaysia too, right?
I looked on the pile beside her table, the box was filled with Malaysian I-20s
Situation 3: In the office ...
My bosses talked about different building managers and set-up crew, and I knew every single name they mentioned. My boss talked to me about going home, and said boss knows about remote cities in Malaysia. Random people come into the office and the line is "This is Farah, our Clerk D and another Malaysian".
Situation 4: Jerusalem
Guy at the counter knows every single Malaysian girls, even if he doesn't know their names. How do I know this? His favorite line is "Oh, your friend is here shopping too" and lo and behold, there a Malaysian girl would stand.
I know all of us live in the same community and stuff, but this is freakin' ridiculous. All of this (except Situation 4, that happens all year round) happened in the span of three weeks. It's just so freaky, I'm not exactly sure if I like it or not when people identify me first by my nationality and then by me. Does this make sense? Oh well...
I'm going to watch Harry Potter tomorrow, yay! Heheh.. so it's kinda late, so what? I've been a busy girl lately, what with work and stuff, plus I didn't want to spend extreme amounts of money before I pay my travel agent. Now that I know what I have left (I have a couple of paychecks coming still, so I'm in a pretty good position), I can budget accordingly :) .
Okay, I'm gonna go pray and play Theme Hospital now, bubbye and wassalam....
Yeah, so I haven't penned in for quite a few days now, not that anybody's been reading (which is a good thing, because aside from some personal friends I love and I know won't bitch about me behind my back, I don't really want people reading this stuff anyway).
Today and for the rest of my working girl duration, I'll be working everyday from 11am to 4pm, 9 to 3pm on Fridays. That's almost like a full time job. People would think that since I basically do nothing except answer phones and give directions to people who managed to get themselves lost be it in the building or anywhere around North Campus, it's an easy job and I shouldn't be tired. But I am. Which got me to thinking that either there's something wrong with me, or my general perception abot jobs is completely bogus. A job is a job, be it sitting on a chair and running errands and typing, or driving a truck across state borders or diving for pearls in the ocean. At the end of the day, it still saps your strength, just that my job saps less strength than Mr. Trucker guy so after a little nap I'm all fresh again... barely.
Today I also got an email from my travel agent about sending him payments for my plane tickets. I made my cashiers check, and Deera and I are gonna post payments tomorrow. Hopefully those tickets arrive on time or I'm gonna be reaaaaallly mad.I've bought presents and stuff for my family and friends, it would be so much a waste if I can't go home. Plus that would mean missing out on meeting my darling niece, and that would NOT be such a good thing.
Now, you know you gotta expand your horizons when you situations like this happens to you:
Situation 1: At the bank...
Teller 1: How may I help you?
Me: I would like to make a cashiers check please for (amount)
Teller waaaay at end of table: Are you going back to Malaysia? Because I made a couple of checks for Malaysian students
Situation 2: In the International Center office...
Me: Hi, I'd like to get my I-20 signed
Woman:(without even LOOKING at my I-20) Ahh, making a trip back to Malaysia too, right?
I looked on the pile beside her table, the box was filled with Malaysian I-20s
Situation 3: In the office ...
My bosses talked about different building managers and set-up crew, and I knew every single name they mentioned. My boss talked to me about going home, and said boss knows about remote cities in Malaysia. Random people come into the office and the line is "This is Farah, our Clerk D and another Malaysian".
Situation 4: Jerusalem
Guy at the counter knows every single Malaysian girls, even if he doesn't know their names. How do I know this? His favorite line is "Oh, your friend is here shopping too" and lo and behold, there a Malaysian girl would stand.
I know all of us live in the same community and stuff, but this is freakin' ridiculous. All of this (except Situation 4, that happens all year round) happened in the span of three weeks. It's just so freaky, I'm not exactly sure if I like it or not when people identify me first by my nationality and then by me. Does this make sense? Oh well...
I'm going to watch Harry Potter tomorrow, yay! Heheh.. so it's kinda late, so what? I've been a busy girl lately, what with work and stuff, plus I didn't want to spend extreme amounts of money before I pay my travel agent. Now that I know what I have left (I have a couple of paychecks coming still, so I'm in a pretty good position), I can budget accordingly :) .
Okay, I'm gonna go pray and play Theme Hospital now, bubbye and wassalam....
Thursday, June 17, 2004
Assalamu'alaikum...
Muahaha, there's only 2 people in the office right now, Merry and moi. As usual, the less people there are in the office, the more phone calls I have to answer. I'm getting better at it. It was kinda hard the first few times because you have the remember which buttons to press if you want to pick up any phone in the office, then what buttons to press to transfer each calls (it's unique for each person in the office), and then how to take messages because everyone in the office likes their messages taken differently. In a way, it's good that I have an easy job right now instead of being a research assistant or a consultant somewhere (Kate recommended me this consulting job at the School of Nursing), which would have meant I won't be able to go home for the summer, which would have sucked soooo bad.
I'm currently reading this book called "Reading Lolita in Tehran" by Azar Nafisi. Katharine, my boss during the fall and winter semesters, asked me to read it to get my point of view, being the only Muslim girl in the office, and from a progressive Islamic country at that.Katharine has a book club she belongs to, and none of the members are Muslims, so she thought it would be interesting to see what I think of it.
I've only started reading the book, so I can't comment yet, all I can say right now is I have some pretty mixed emotions about it...
Okay, I want to continue reading now, will pen in again in about an hour or so.
Wassalam...
Muahaha, there's only 2 people in the office right now, Merry and moi. As usual, the less people there are in the office, the more phone calls I have to answer. I'm getting better at it. It was kinda hard the first few times because you have the remember which buttons to press if you want to pick up any phone in the office, then what buttons to press to transfer each calls (it's unique for each person in the office), and then how to take messages because everyone in the office likes their messages taken differently. In a way, it's good that I have an easy job right now instead of being a research assistant or a consultant somewhere (Kate recommended me this consulting job at the School of Nursing), which would have meant I won't be able to go home for the summer, which would have sucked soooo bad.
I'm currently reading this book called "Reading Lolita in Tehran" by Azar Nafisi. Katharine, my boss during the fall and winter semesters, asked me to read it to get my point of view, being the only Muslim girl in the office, and from a progressive Islamic country at that.Katharine has a book club she belongs to, and none of the members are Muslims, so she thought it would be interesting to see what I think of it.
I've only started reading the book, so I can't comment yet, all I can say right now is I have some pretty mixed emotions about it...
Okay, I want to continue reading now, will pen in again in about an hour or so.
Wassalam...
Tuesday, June 15, 2004
Assalamu'alaikum...
I'm at work again, just finished my EECS 484 exam. Verdict: ewwww! Something stinks! What was that? Oh, it's the smell of my grade on this subject! Haiyak!... Actually, I might not have done quite so bad, though, I think I knew more than in this exam than the last one.
I am currently at work, of course, but today, I brought something very, very special with me. My baby, the (current) love of my life, the reason why I smile everytime I go into my room.... my laptop! (What did you think, a guy? Yeah, right!) It arrived yesterday and I was so excited. Today I brought it along to the office to try out the whole wireless thing (plus apparently my room can't get any engineering sites, so all work must be done here, I need to remind myself to call ResComp about it). So now I'm downloading all the SSH stuff and the drives that I need to get into my AFS space.
I just realized that I didn't put my Snapfish link in, oops. I'll get it in, I promise :).
Okay, Im kinda sleepy right now, so I'm just gonna doze off while no one's in the office. Ciao!
Wassalam...
I'm at work again, just finished my EECS 484 exam. Verdict: ewwww! Something stinks! What was that? Oh, it's the smell of my grade on this subject! Haiyak!... Actually, I might not have done quite so bad, though, I think I knew more than in this exam than the last one.
I am currently at work, of course, but today, I brought something very, very special with me. My baby, the (current) love of my life, the reason why I smile everytime I go into my room.... my laptop! (What did you think, a guy? Yeah, right!) It arrived yesterday and I was so excited. Today I brought it along to the office to try out the whole wireless thing (plus apparently my room can't get any engineering sites, so all work must be done here, I need to remind myself to call ResComp about it). So now I'm downloading all the SSH stuff and the drives that I need to get into my AFS space.
I just realized that I didn't put my Snapfish link in, oops. I'll get it in, I promise :).
Okay, Im kinda sleepy right now, so I'm just gonna doze off while no one's in the office. Ciao!
Wassalam...
Monday, June 14, 2004
Assalamu'alaikum...
Just realized my blog hasn't been working for a couple of days, stupid-o thingy... anyway it's up again now, another pink layout (if you expected anything else then you obviously don't know the pink-freak I am). I also put a link to my Snapfish account so you can see some (selected) photos. I actually haven't uploaded any new ones yet, so you might wanna skip that one.
Last Saturday I went shopping at Birchrun with the girls and Jun (which reminds me, thank you Jun for taking me to the hospital during my back pain thingy, I appreciate it so much, you're never gonna read this but what the heck, I'll write it anyway just on the off chance you might stumble here, thanks to Ayun and Dee too, much love). Went into Oh Kosh B'Gosh and Gap Kids and spent some serious cash there. Can't wait to get kids of my own, shopping for baby clothes is really.. er.. cute (wha..?). Seriously, baby dresses are adorable, the detailing is better than even the party tops that I wear back in "those days" (and that's saying something). Talking about shopping reminds me of my favorite time of the year....
VICTORIA'S SECRET SEMI-ANNUAL SALE!!!
One of the reasons why my "for private viewing only" drawer is filled to the rim with VS logo. And the perfume.... Heavenly is exactly that, heavenly. Anyway, this time I might have to shop for other people, because my girl friends in Malaysia have gotten bolder and asked for VS stuff (nak buat ape, I wonder... hehe.. tanduk tanduk). Oh well, tgk duit camane, duit gaji tak masuk lagik.
Last Thursday I got my brochure for the ParisTech, made me feel kinda sad that I'm not going. If things were just a little different (like if I didn't have a sucky year and be so emotionally drained and need to recuperate at home with my darling babies) I would definitely go to Paris and not go home (money constraint, can't do both), I mean going to school in another country should be an interesting experience. But I have to go back home, I just need to be home this year, this year sucks sooooo bad..
Boss is back, gotta go, bye!
Just realized my blog hasn't been working for a couple of days, stupid-o thingy... anyway it's up again now, another pink layout (if you expected anything else then you obviously don't know the pink-freak I am). I also put a link to my Snapfish account so you can see some (selected) photos. I actually haven't uploaded any new ones yet, so you might wanna skip that one.
Last Saturday I went shopping at Birchrun with the girls and Jun (which reminds me, thank you Jun for taking me to the hospital during my back pain thingy, I appreciate it so much, you're never gonna read this but what the heck, I'll write it anyway just on the off chance you might stumble here, thanks to Ayun and Dee too, much love). Went into Oh Kosh B'Gosh and Gap Kids and spent some serious cash there. Can't wait to get kids of my own, shopping for baby clothes is really.. er.. cute (wha..?). Seriously, baby dresses are adorable, the detailing is better than even the party tops that I wear back in "those days" (and that's saying something). Talking about shopping reminds me of my favorite time of the year....
VICTORIA'S SECRET SEMI-ANNUAL SALE!!!
One of the reasons why my "for private viewing only" drawer is filled to the rim with VS logo. And the perfume.... Heavenly is exactly that, heavenly. Anyway, this time I might have to shop for other people, because my girl friends in Malaysia have gotten bolder and asked for VS stuff (nak buat ape, I wonder... hehe.. tanduk tanduk). Oh well, tgk duit camane, duit gaji tak masuk lagik.
Last Thursday I got my brochure for the ParisTech, made me feel kinda sad that I'm not going. If things were just a little different (like if I didn't have a sucky year and be so emotionally drained and need to recuperate at home with my darling babies) I would definitely go to Paris and not go home (money constraint, can't do both), I mean going to school in another country should be an interesting experience. But I have to go back home, I just need to be home this year, this year sucks sooooo bad..
Boss is back, gotta go, bye!
Friday, June 11, 2004
Assalamu'alaikum...
Currently at work right now... I am so dead meat. Maybe I should start at the beginning...
So yeah, yesterday Nick, Kate and I worked on the program because it's due noon today. We started working from when I got off from work, which was around 3 o'clock. I was actually quite apprehensive because we still had some functions not working, and I wasn't sure until what time all of us were willing to work. As it is, we stayed in the Space Research lab until close to 2.30 in the morning (holy shit! That's almost 12 hours!), and Nick had already been there since 11 am (he works there).
I have to admit, that was probably the most fun I ever had in any group meeting in my life. Deadline was approaching, but all of us goofed off (usually at my expense, of course, LoL), so the atmosphere never got really tense. Kate and I took turns touching Nick's military haircut (fuzzy, feels like a carpet). Best of all, we had PIZZA!! ... from Pizza House, and 2 orders of breadsticks... yummy ... made a mess out of the lab, which Nick had to clean (LoL).
So after we finished our program, we went to Kinko's to bind our project report (at 2.30 in the morning), and I didn't go to sleep until 4 am. I've always been really careful about setting my alarm clock, especially yesterday when I know I have to get up at 8 to get to work at 9 am. So I woke up this morning, and my alarm clock said it was 7.30 in the morning, which isn't bad.... if it was actually 7.30 in the morning. I looked out to window, because it was pretty dark due to the rain clouds, and I caught a glimpse of my wristwatch. It was 10 am. 10!!! I jumped out of bed, dialed Sam's (my boss) phone number, and frantically apologized for not being there yet. Turns out, I got really lucky today, since Sam didn't even know I was supposed to be in until 11 am, so she said it was okay and I can just get there whenever. However, it wasn't Sam I was worried about....
But I'm here, in the office, and everybody else is in the staff meeting. Luckily, the phone is pretty quiet today, so I get to do this... updating my blog, which "some" people say they can't open anymore (sucks, doesn't it? LoL) since I updated the layout. Muahahaha (queue evil laugh)
Anyway, peeps, I need to get on reading my GRE handbook, so catch ya later!!
Wassalam...
Currently at work right now... I am so dead meat. Maybe I should start at the beginning...
So yeah, yesterday Nick, Kate and I worked on the program because it's due noon today. We started working from when I got off from work, which was around 3 o'clock. I was actually quite apprehensive because we still had some functions not working, and I wasn't sure until what time all of us were willing to work. As it is, we stayed in the Space Research lab until close to 2.30 in the morning (holy shit! That's almost 12 hours!), and Nick had already been there since 11 am (he works there).
I have to admit, that was probably the most fun I ever had in any group meeting in my life. Deadline was approaching, but all of us goofed off (usually at my expense, of course, LoL), so the atmosphere never got really tense. Kate and I took turns touching Nick's military haircut (fuzzy, feels like a carpet). Best of all, we had PIZZA!! ... from Pizza House, and 2 orders of breadsticks... yummy ... made a mess out of the lab, which Nick had to clean (LoL).
So after we finished our program, we went to Kinko's to bind our project report (at 2.30 in the morning), and I didn't go to sleep until 4 am. I've always been really careful about setting my alarm clock, especially yesterday when I know I have to get up at 8 to get to work at 9 am. So I woke up this morning, and my alarm clock said it was 7.30 in the morning, which isn't bad.... if it was actually 7.30 in the morning. I looked out to window, because it was pretty dark due to the rain clouds, and I caught a glimpse of my wristwatch. It was 10 am. 10!!! I jumped out of bed, dialed Sam's (my boss) phone number, and frantically apologized for not being there yet. Turns out, I got really lucky today, since Sam didn't even know I was supposed to be in until 11 am, so she said it was okay and I can just get there whenever. However, it wasn't Sam I was worried about....
But I'm here, in the office, and everybody else is in the staff meeting. Luckily, the phone is pretty quiet today, so I get to do this... updating my blog, which "some" people say they can't open anymore (sucks, doesn't it? LoL) since I updated the layout. Muahahaha (queue evil laugh)
Anyway, peeps, I need to get on reading my GRE handbook, so catch ya later!!
Wassalam...
Wednesday, June 09, 2004
Assalamu'alaikum...
How long has it been since I last updated my blog? Freakin' long, I should think. Sorry, been really busy lately, with the new job and all. Lemme start off with WHEN I left off...
MIDWEST WEEKEND
Held at the University Of Minnesota, Twin Cities, my car (driven by Faridal and Fazari, with me, Eng Lee and Keju as passengers) arrived kinda early, 10pm Minny time. When I got there, who else was there to assault me but my favorite Gopher, Dias, who jumped on me like nobody's business and wrestled me to the ground. Luckily, no one had a video camera, so it didn't make into the Midwest Moments that organizers ALWAYS show at the Midwest dinner. Hahah.. Still, it was the first time I did a Hindustan moment in public (minus that mock video clip time when I had to run across the Diag holding a scarf with a Spanish song in the background, but that's a whole different story altogether...)
Okay, so we sent in a soccer team, an indoor soccer team, ping-pong individuals and probably something else that I can't remember. The result: we swept away all ping pong medals (yeaaaahhhh Wolverines!!!), won the silver medal in soccer, and won the bronze in indoor soccer (yours truly was goalie, heheh). Best of all, I had the honor of announcing soccer and indoor soccer winners in the prize-giving ceremony, It was awesome, I got to yell "Wolverines!" in front of people and I actually had a reason for doing it. My partner, Ikram, and I basically BS-ed everything on stage and I think I made a boo-boo when I said I only let one goal from Northwestern go through (it was actually 2, but 1 was technically not my fault, so I keep forgetting that one... oopis).
It's great seeing Dias again after 3 years, and Piejo.... if I only need one reason to go, it would be too see my girls :) . Pics coming soon, as soon as I get my computer fixed. Which brings me to my next thing.....
SONY VAIO V505EX
Saw it on a website, fell for it REALLY bad, calculated my budget, then bought it, currently waiting for it to arrive. Nuff said and drool.........
CLERK D POSITION
I work everyday except weekends, 22 hours per week, 7.75 bucks per hour. Money money money... Of course, I get really tired and would fall asleep at the desk, then again, my job basically consisted of answering phone calls, then sitting around waiting for a couple of hours until I could go home. Easy peasy.
EECS 484 PROJECTS
Currently working with Kate and Nick, which is cool because they are :) . Though I receive some pretty weird ideas from them, like "You should watch porn". Right, I gag when someone sent me a 5-second blowjob footage of a Britney look-alike, I would probably pass out from full on porn. Full on nudity is okay, but carnal acts... ermm... I'll pass on that :).
MY NIECE
Aishah Adlina.... I love you, and I can't wait to hold you and hug you and kiss you when I get back home, you sweet, sweet, precious lil' thing you..
MY BLOGGER
Journal has a new look. Surprisingly enough, I couldn't find a new picture where I was wearing a pink "tudung", so here's an old one that I'm sure you've seen countless times before (because it's in my Friendster, too), I need some new "pink" pics man...
Okay... enough of those.... I'm tired and a program is waiting for me to debug it, so ciao, take care and Assalamu'alaikum....
How long has it been since I last updated my blog? Freakin' long, I should think. Sorry, been really busy lately, with the new job and all. Lemme start off with WHEN I left off...
MIDWEST WEEKEND
Held at the University Of Minnesota, Twin Cities, my car (driven by Faridal and Fazari, with me, Eng Lee and Keju as passengers) arrived kinda early, 10pm Minny time. When I got there, who else was there to assault me but my favorite Gopher, Dias, who jumped on me like nobody's business and wrestled me to the ground. Luckily, no one had a video camera, so it didn't make into the Midwest Moments that organizers ALWAYS show at the Midwest dinner. Hahah.. Still, it was the first time I did a Hindustan moment in public (minus that mock video clip time when I had to run across the Diag holding a scarf with a Spanish song in the background, but that's a whole different story altogether...)
Okay, so we sent in a soccer team, an indoor soccer team, ping-pong individuals and probably something else that I can't remember. The result: we swept away all ping pong medals (yeaaaahhhh Wolverines!!!), won the silver medal in soccer, and won the bronze in indoor soccer (yours truly was goalie, heheh). Best of all, I had the honor of announcing soccer and indoor soccer winners in the prize-giving ceremony, It was awesome, I got to yell "Wolverines!" in front of people and I actually had a reason for doing it. My partner, Ikram, and I basically BS-ed everything on stage and I think I made a boo-boo when I said I only let one goal from Northwestern go through (it was actually 2, but 1 was technically not my fault, so I keep forgetting that one... oopis).
It's great seeing Dias again after 3 years, and Piejo.... if I only need one reason to go, it would be too see my girls :) . Pics coming soon, as soon as I get my computer fixed. Which brings me to my next thing.....
SONY VAIO V505EX
Saw it on a website, fell for it REALLY bad, calculated my budget, then bought it, currently waiting for it to arrive. Nuff said and drool.........
CLERK D POSITION
I work everyday except weekends, 22 hours per week, 7.75 bucks per hour. Money money money... Of course, I get really tired and would fall asleep at the desk, then again, my job basically consisted of answering phone calls, then sitting around waiting for a couple of hours until I could go home. Easy peasy.
EECS 484 PROJECTS
Currently working with Kate and Nick, which is cool because they are :) . Though I receive some pretty weird ideas from them, like "You should watch porn". Right, I gag when someone sent me a 5-second blowjob footage of a Britney look-alike, I would probably pass out from full on porn. Full on nudity is okay, but carnal acts... ermm... I'll pass on that :).
MY NIECE
Aishah Adlina.... I love you, and I can't wait to hold you and hug you and kiss you when I get back home, you sweet, sweet, precious lil' thing you..
MY BLOGGER
Journal has a new look. Surprisingly enough, I couldn't find a new picture where I was wearing a pink "tudung", so here's an old one that I'm sure you've seen countless times before (because it's in my Friendster, too), I need some new "pink" pics man...
Okay... enough of those.... I'm tired and a program is waiting for me to debug it, so ciao, take care and Assalamu'alaikum....
Tuesday, May 25, 2004
Assalamu'alaikum...
It's been ages since I've last updated this thing... and unfortunately, I don't have time to pen in anything right now. So I'm making it fast: Midwest 2004 Games this weekend. Indoor soccer. Staying with Dias, Kong and KB whom I've missed like crazy (Sue!!! I miss you the most scarecrow ). Haven't seen Dias in 3 fuckin' years. Expect no sleep from catching up. Project and hw to do, meeting with prof right now, just finished exam. Life, as I know it, officially sucks. Going back home in July, I hope, to see new baby (Aishah Adlina, 2 1/2 months old, has red face that scrunch up like a prune). I currently have a zit the size of New Mexico smack dab at the side of my nose. Why can't I just have mood swings and be a b**** like every other girl? Me no time to write more, hafta get to appointment. Ta!
Wassalam...
It's been ages since I've last updated this thing... and unfortunately, I don't have time to pen in anything right now. So I'm making it fast: Midwest 2004 Games this weekend. Indoor soccer. Staying with Dias, Kong and KB whom I've missed like crazy (Sue!!! I miss you the most scarecrow ). Haven't seen Dias in 3 fuckin' years. Expect no sleep from catching up. Project and hw to do, meeting with prof right now, just finished exam. Life, as I know it, officially sucks. Going back home in July, I hope, to see new baby (Aishah Adlina, 2 1/2 months old, has red face that scrunch up like a prune). I currently have a zit the size of New Mexico smack dab at the side of my nose. Why can't I just have mood swings and be a b**** like every other girl? Me no time to write more, hafta get to appointment. Ta!
Wassalam...
Friday, April 23, 2004
Assalamu'alaikum and Hello!.......
Okay, I'm at work right now and everything is surprisingly slow. I was expecting the office to be flooded with activities since today is the second day of the Stress Buster program. Stress Buster is this program that me and a few other people had been working for the past few weeks. What we do was to design some arts and crafts activities for people to do while taking a break from studying for finals. Plus we're giving away Stress Kits that has coupons, a Blue Book and stress-busting toys in them.
Yesterday, the office started off the program over in Bursley Hall, where they had a booth that people can come over to pick up their Stress Kits and to decorate a flower pot and make their own flowers. When Katharine first came up with the idea, I couldn't imagine it, but on Tuesday I helped make a few samples for display and the pots and flowers were actually kinda cute. I felt like a little kid again. Unfortunately, I couldn't come to the real deal yesterday at Bursley because of a sorority spa night, which brings me to the second part of my oh-so-eventful life.
Yesterday was Phi Rho's spa night. We went to try out (and buy) new products from Mary Kay (that's the brand) and do some manicures and pedicures in the process. The real story isn't about the spa night itself, but about what happens before that.
So yesterday I had a teeny weeny craving for biryani rice, but looking at my current bank account statement, I can barely afford to go out and smell biryani at a restaurant, let alone buy one. So I, being the resourceful individual that I am, decided to cook, and since it's never fun to eat biryani rice alone, I decided to make 2, 3 batches of it so I can share around (it's always nice to share, isn't it?)
So at 5.10 pm, I had just finished putting the first batch into the rice cooker, and was heating up the gravy for the second batch, when Tina called and said "So yeah, meet me out front in 5 minutes to go to Melody's house" (Melody is the Mary Kay lady). So I turned off my stove (or so I thought), leave my rice cooker on "heat", and went out the door, not expecting that it would run up to 9.30 pm.
I was having fun at Melody's house, trying out new stuff and buying things, but in the back of my head, I was counting the minutes until we can go home so I don't leave whatever guests that I had already invited starving to death. We left at 8.45, making good time for me to arrive back home by 9, when suddenly everyone had a craving for Slurpees. So we stopped at 7 Eleven (I got a jumbo humongous Slurpee myself), and I ended up arriving home at 9.30 pm. I told Dee that the latest I was gonna be was 8.30. This is an hour later than that.
I walked through my door, smelled the biryani and felt kinda weird, it wasn't supposed to smell that strong. I looked into the pot and all of the gravy was gone! Holy shit! I looked at the stove, and realized I didn't completely turn it off, it was set on low, but after4 hours, things do tend to evaporate from the pot. Luckily enough, there was enough meat and veggie to salvage, but no gravy to make the seocnd batch.
The first one turned out okay (the color was really pretty, though it was a bit soft, but hey, I'll do better next time), so I had over the few people that I had originally invited, plus a few others that just happened to come across my path for that night (it was all according to luck kinda thing). Oh, i didn't sleep, too, until 7 am, I was too wired for some reason.
So that was my eventful day. I bought a body mist from Mary Kay called Embrace Harmony. The smell is so, so good. I always feel really protective of my perfume because it's really expensive (I love my VS Heavenly perfume, but it costs me an arm and a leg to buy one), so I don't wear it that much, but the body spray is only 18 bucks, and it smells really, really good. Love it! there's a story behind it, too, but we'll leave it for next time :) ....
GOOD LUCK FOR FINALS, WOLVERINES!!!!
Wassalam...
Okay, I'm at work right now and everything is surprisingly slow. I was expecting the office to be flooded with activities since today is the second day of the Stress Buster program. Stress Buster is this program that me and a few other people had been working for the past few weeks. What we do was to design some arts and crafts activities for people to do while taking a break from studying for finals. Plus we're giving away Stress Kits that has coupons, a Blue Book and stress-busting toys in them.
Yesterday, the office started off the program over in Bursley Hall, where they had a booth that people can come over to pick up their Stress Kits and to decorate a flower pot and make their own flowers. When Katharine first came up with the idea, I couldn't imagine it, but on Tuesday I helped make a few samples for display and the pots and flowers were actually kinda cute. I felt like a little kid again. Unfortunately, I couldn't come to the real deal yesterday at Bursley because of a sorority spa night, which brings me to the second part of my oh-so-eventful life.
Yesterday was Phi Rho's spa night. We went to try out (and buy) new products from Mary Kay (that's the brand) and do some manicures and pedicures in the process. The real story isn't about the spa night itself, but about what happens before that.
So yesterday I had a teeny weeny craving for biryani rice, but looking at my current bank account statement, I can barely afford to go out and smell biryani at a restaurant, let alone buy one. So I, being the resourceful individual that I am, decided to cook, and since it's never fun to eat biryani rice alone, I decided to make 2, 3 batches of it so I can share around (it's always nice to share, isn't it?)
So at 5.10 pm, I had just finished putting the first batch into the rice cooker, and was heating up the gravy for the second batch, when Tina called and said "So yeah, meet me out front in 5 minutes to go to Melody's house" (Melody is the Mary Kay lady). So I turned off my stove (or so I thought), leave my rice cooker on "heat", and went out the door, not expecting that it would run up to 9.30 pm.
I was having fun at Melody's house, trying out new stuff and buying things, but in the back of my head, I was counting the minutes until we can go home so I don't leave whatever guests that I had already invited starving to death. We left at 8.45, making good time for me to arrive back home by 9, when suddenly everyone had a craving for Slurpees. So we stopped at 7 Eleven (I got a jumbo humongous Slurpee myself), and I ended up arriving home at 9.30 pm. I told Dee that the latest I was gonna be was 8.30. This is an hour later than that.
I walked through my door, smelled the biryani and felt kinda weird, it wasn't supposed to smell that strong. I looked into the pot and all of the gravy was gone! Holy shit! I looked at the stove, and realized I didn't completely turn it off, it was set on low, but after4 hours, things do tend to evaporate from the pot. Luckily enough, there was enough meat and veggie to salvage, but no gravy to make the seocnd batch.
The first one turned out okay (the color was really pretty, though it was a bit soft, but hey, I'll do better next time), so I had over the few people that I had originally invited, plus a few others that just happened to come across my path for that night (it was all according to luck kinda thing). Oh, i didn't sleep, too, until 7 am, I was too wired for some reason.
So that was my eventful day. I bought a body mist from Mary Kay called Embrace Harmony. The smell is so, so good. I always feel really protective of my perfume because it's really expensive (I love my VS Heavenly perfume, but it costs me an arm and a leg to buy one), so I don't wear it that much, but the body spray is only 18 bucks, and it smells really, really good. Love it! there's a story behind it, too, but we'll leave it for next time :) ....
GOOD LUCK FOR FINALS, WOLVERINES!!!!
Wassalam...
Friday, April 09, 2004
EASTER WEEKEND!!!
Assalamu'alaikum...
Currently at work right now, feeling guilty because I was MIA on Tuesday. Yesterday's Tech Com 281 presentation sucks, aaaarrghhhhh!!!!! I hated it. I'm so not good as bullshitting about stuff in front of people, I need facts and lots of them, then I can present. But to tell me to "wing it" 5 minutes before presentation is guaranteed to make me wanna pee in my pants.
Talking about pants, I seriously need to go shopping and buy myself some fat pants. Not exercising for 3 months = extremely huge hips that won't fit into my jeans anymore. Dang it. I hate being a CS major nowadays because it means I have to concentrate on what I have to do instead of what I wanna do. This is probably why I was so hell bent on joining Phi Sigma Rho in the first place just to force myself not to sit in my room and worry about the never ending homework and studying.
I wonder, do any of my fellow female Wolverines feel like raiding Briarwood Mall or Arborland tomorrow afternoon? I feel like going out (and buying some fat pants or sweats) and just blow off some cash tomorrow…. maybe even go to that new Oxygen bar that had just opened. No, dummy, it’s not a real bar, it’s a place where you go and breathe specially formulated oxygen (weird eh?). It was all the rage in Hollywood, and now that it’s not quite so fabulous there anymore, of course it found it’s way to Ann Arbor.
I read in the paper the other day that Ann Arbor is the 6th least stressful town to live in. Uh-huh. Try going here and see how “un-stressful” our lives really are. Just because we don’t have honking cars all day or 24-hour bars or a strip club for every square mile, doesn’t mean Ann Arbor is sooooooo desirable to live in. Rents are high, everything’s expensive, eating out can cost you an arm and a leg and malls here are no taller than 2 stories high. Don’t get me wrong, I do Heart Ann Arbor (like the t-shirt), but it’s kinda ridiculous to name it 6th Most Desirable Town To Live In. Oh well…
Okay, I need to get back to work. Ciao! Trust me, I’ll pen in again in, oh, let’s say half an hour.
Wassalam…
Assalamu'alaikum...
Currently at work right now, feeling guilty because I was MIA on Tuesday. Yesterday's Tech Com 281 presentation sucks, aaaarrghhhhh!!!!! I hated it. I'm so not good as bullshitting about stuff in front of people, I need facts and lots of them, then I can present. But to tell me to "wing it" 5 minutes before presentation is guaranteed to make me wanna pee in my pants.
Talking about pants, I seriously need to go shopping and buy myself some fat pants. Not exercising for 3 months = extremely huge hips that won't fit into my jeans anymore. Dang it. I hate being a CS major nowadays because it means I have to concentrate on what I have to do instead of what I wanna do. This is probably why I was so hell bent on joining Phi Sigma Rho in the first place just to force myself not to sit in my room and worry about the never ending homework and studying.
I wonder, do any of my fellow female Wolverines feel like raiding Briarwood Mall or Arborland tomorrow afternoon? I feel like going out (and buying some fat pants or sweats) and just blow off some cash tomorrow…. maybe even go to that new Oxygen bar that had just opened. No, dummy, it’s not a real bar, it’s a place where you go and breathe specially formulated oxygen (weird eh?). It was all the rage in Hollywood, and now that it’s not quite so fabulous there anymore, of course it found it’s way to Ann Arbor.
I read in the paper the other day that Ann Arbor is the 6th least stressful town to live in. Uh-huh. Try going here and see how “un-stressful” our lives really are. Just because we don’t have honking cars all day or 24-hour bars or a strip club for every square mile, doesn’t mean Ann Arbor is sooooooo desirable to live in. Rents are high, everything’s expensive, eating out can cost you an arm and a leg and malls here are no taller than 2 stories high. Don’t get me wrong, I do Heart Ann Arbor (like the t-shirt), but it’s kinda ridiculous to name it 6th Most Desirable Town To Live In. Oh well…
Okay, I need to get back to work. Ciao! Trust me, I’ll pen in again in, oh, let’s say half an hour.
Wassalam…
Thursday, April 08, 2004
Tuesday, April 06, 2004
Assalamu'alaikum.....
No quotable quote for today, just a new layout :), and a new song. Actually it's an old one by Brad Kane and Lea Salonga. People can probably tell I haven't downloaded anything good since my computer got reformatted. Actually, I do have some new songs, but I want something Extremely Mellow for today... or this week, or this month, depending on the next time I updated my blog, heheh. But anyway, need to get ready for class! Ciao!
Wassalam...
No quotable quote for today, just a new layout :), and a new song. Actually it's an old one by Brad Kane and Lea Salonga. People can probably tell I haven't downloaded anything good since my computer got reformatted. Actually, I do have some new songs, but I want something Extremely Mellow for today... or this week, or this month, depending on the next time I updated my blog, heheh. But anyway, need to get ready for class! Ciao!
Wassalam...
Sunday, April 04, 2004
Assalamu'alaikum and hello :) ....
QUOTABLE QUOTE FOR THE DAY: ".... I'm going to put you in my to do list." ---> Jackass
Okay, so there's two parts to this entry. First one is my oh-so-eventful Friday night, and second is the Relay for Life event held at Palmer Filed yesterday.
FRIDAY NIGHT
Yeah, so me being an idiot who doesn't have time to study during the weekend because of the Relay, decided to blow my Friday night too by trying to find something else to do (e.g parties, dances, movies ...) and ended up dragging Elly with me. I had a couple of invites to stuff, and there was the Spring Gala that I was interested to go, so there was plenty of things to do (kinda, because they're all almost the same thing).
The Spring Gala was a bust because no one was there and we decided not to go . There was barely enough people to fill a table, let alone a ballroom. I attribute that to extremely poor publicity because other than the email, there was no flyers or posters or anything else that might attract normal engineers to it ( normal = The Dude isn't the only place outside his room that you can see him at ).
But we managed to find something to do ...... then headed off to Pinball Pete's for about a half hour of shooting people's heads off and getting chopped by crazy zombies.
RELAY FOR LIFE (BARU HABES SEMALAM)
Yeah, okay, so yesterday I went to my sorority retreat, which is the Relay For Life, held at Palmer Field. I arrived there with Tina and Carly at 2 pm, and we're supposed to stay there until 10 pm, because that's the mandatory shift. So the day started out all sunny and nice, there were a few girls sunning, and people were walking and jogging around the track and talking and basically having fun. I walked for 6 laps, then I saw the pizza at our place and swerved straight into it for lunch, hehehe. After that, it was a game of Euchre for me and a few girls, and some of the others played Red Rover (macam main galah panjang sikit-sikit). After that, some of us formed two teams to play soccer. Haha.. it was hillarious, I kept getting hit by the ball, and it kept coming straight at me, but my team lost by 1 anyway. It was great fun, though I was wheezing by the end of it because I haven't exercised in ages, and it was getting reaaaaaaalllllyyy cold. So by 5 o'clock it was getting windy, then sunny, then windy and stayed that way. At around 7 we built a tent, and by 7.30 it was pouring for the rest of the night.
After that I was downright miserable because of the cold (I had only my green hoodie, a pair of t-shirts and a track bottom) and it was beginning to SNOW! The weather was horrible, but we made the best of it by playing Never Have I Ever.... then say something you've never done. I always win, of course, because I never damn well did anything. The girls decided to chet by saying "Never have I ever lived in Malaysia" so I have to say I've done that. But it was good fun while it lasted, even if it was damn cold.
so 10 pm came, and I so wasn't looking forward to my shift at 2 am till 6 am, so I decided to go back home, take a bath, and then come back again. I took my bath, had dinner with Nik (Dinersty, as always), then bundled up for my shift.... only to find out that the rest of the Relay was cancelled due to "unsafe weather". Well, it was unsafe, people can get pneumonia last night. So I collapsed back into bed and slept until now.
I just wanna say thanks again to Adlee, Dayang, Kak Mel, Azwan , Nik and also my parents for donating money towards the relay. Your donation is so greatly appreciated :), waking up this morning I felt great about having done something good for our fight against cancer, even if I am currently having a slight fever and my legs are sore from walking and soccer.
Okay, so I have to go study now, thanks for reading if you are, and I rpomise to get that damn song off my site :) . Ciao!
Wassalam....
QUOTABLE QUOTE FOR THE DAY: ".... I'm going to put you in my to do list." ---> Jackass
FRIDAY NIGHT
RELAY FOR LIFE (BARU HABES SEMALAM)
Wassalam....
Friday, April 02, 2004
QUOTABLE QUOTE FOR THE DAY: "Life does not suck.... you do." --> Me
YESTERDAY'S QUOTABLE QUOTE WAS: "You're about as hot as yesterday's coffee.... in the fridge." --> Kate
TOMORROW'S QUOTABLE QUOTE (since I won't have time too put it in): "Of course you don't have to be Wonder Woman, honey... just have her boobs" --> Mr. Asswipe to someone
I'm doing Relay For Life tomorrow! Can't wait! It should be excellent fun... and a lot of work. But still, it's for a good cause, so I'm happy :) . The downside of it, I only have 10 bucks in donations right now from Adlee (time kacih Adlee, jasamu dikenang. ) , and tambah dengan my own donation... that doesn't leave me with much. I'm hoping to earn at least 100 bucks, guess I have to lower the goal to 50 bucks then :( . But anyway, if you STILL want to donate (there's still time!), please click here to donate to Relay For Life!!
Okay, I'm working right now, and I have to get on to it (did I say I love my job?) so I'll pen in later, okay? Hopefully with news from the Relay!
Wassalam....
YESTERDAY'S QUOTABLE QUOTE WAS: "You're about as hot as yesterday's coffee.... in the fridge." --> Kate
TOMORROW'S QUOTABLE QUOTE (since I won't have time too put it in): "Of course you don't have to be Wonder Woman, honey... just have her boobs" --> Mr. Asswipe to someone
I'm doing Relay For Life tomorrow! Can't wait! It should be excellent fun... and a lot of work. But still, it's for a good cause, so I'm happy :) . The downside of it, I only have 10 bucks in donations right now from Adlee (time kacih Adlee, jasamu dikenang. ) , and tambah dengan my own donation... that doesn't leave me with much. I'm hoping to earn at least 100 bucks, guess I have to lower the goal to 50 bucks then :( . But anyway, if you STILL want to donate (there's still time!), please click here to donate to Relay For Life!!
Okay, I'm working right now, and I have to get on to it (did I say I love my job?) so I'll pen in later, okay? Hopefully with news from the Relay!
Wassalam....
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