redefinition of a typical malay mind

FB connects me to my cousin from my dad’s side recently. We are of the same age, and used to be quite close when we were little. But as life took place, we kind of lost contact. Thanks to FB, we found each other.

Obviously, many things had happened since we last met. Excitedly through FB we talked about our lives and our family, until she asked me one question:

” Hey, have you called your dad? He asked me about you, last time I visited him”

And that question simply makes me SENTAP.

Why must he asked about me? The last time I checked, after he got is EPF money, he moved out of his house, refused to pick up my calls and refused to talk to me or any of my sisters.Why? Has his money decelerate to the danger zone that he realized, he once again need this stupid daughter of his?

I know, I might sound a little emotional on this.

But, as much as I want to love him , I refused to get frustrated and hurt again. I have learned my lessons. I refused to be used, I refused to be in debt, and I refused to be derhaka. With that, I simply refused to call or to be in contact with him.

I am no longer angry, I have learned to forgive if not forget. But for the time being, I am happy with how things are and I simply REFUSED to be (mentally ) tormented nor tortured again.

I REFUSED.

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I am impressed with the low level of rationale and wisdom of some people from my beloved country origin. I don’t have any intentions to deliberates much further on this sensitive issue that is now causing a mind boggling situation in Malaysia. I just have 2 questions:

” Has our foundation becomes so shaky, that a so called confusion could caused a shift in faith and religion believes? “

” Has we become that vulnerable?”

Happy New Year Folks!!

Mon and I celebrated New Year at the Times Square this year. This is my first New Year celebration ever and also the first one in NYC. To be in NYC and never celebrated New Year at the Times Square is a huge sin!!! So , Mon and I despite the cold weather, determined that we are not going to miss it.

The office closed at 3.00 on Thursday afternoon, at 4.30, Mon and I arrived at 42nd street at 7 avenue, only to discover that most of the road has been blocked. The security was very tight, policemen were everywhere. We were told by the police, to enter through 8 avenue. So we walked another block only to be told that we cant enter at 42nd street, they have closed it, we then made our way to 43rd street, it was also closed. We walked further up, until 53rd street where we finally allowed to crossed to 7th avenue.

Like I said the security was tight. Every junction was blocked by a bunch of policemen. From 53rd street we tried to get as close as possible to 42nd street. I was told that people have been waiting since 6.am so, although in my mind we are among the earliest , the nearest we could get was at 48th street. Which is kind of OK because we can still see the ball and the large screen.

sesiapa yang bawak back pack was denied entry. Aku baru beli back pack kaler hitam ok!! Armani ok!!!Yang aku bawak masa pegi time square itu. harus lah polis tu tak bagi masuk. Mak sudah agak frust di situ, walaubagaimanapun, memandangkan tahap kebijak kan yang tidak dapat dinafikan, aku pun sudah masuk satu diner at 48street, keluarkan barang dari bag itam baru itu, bukak jaket, pakai beg and pakai jaket semula. Lalalalalalal, harus lah lepass dari pandangan pak polisi

So there we are at Times Square. At 8 pm it started to rain, at 10, it started to snow. And it was freaking cold!!!. Despite the coldness, the crowd, faithfully remained at their spot. Most of them are tourist. Canadians, Chinese, French and of course 2 fat Malaysians ;). While waiting we were entertained by the life show projected at the huge screen.

At 12.59 the countdown begin. The ball started to move down, and sharp at 00.00 1st January 2010, the ball reached it’s base, the screen screamed Happy New Year,  firecrackers lightened up the sky and paper confettis were flying in the air. And this year as you all might have already know, there’s J.Lo in her sexy cat suit singing “LET’S GET LOUD” (tak sejuk ke J.Lo oiii??)

It was FUN. It was one hell of an experience. As the crowd slowly leaving, so did Mon and I. We had our late night supper at a Korean dinner at 48 on Lexington before continuing our journey to 1st avenue. As I reached home, my legs were killing me, but the experience was worth it.

Happy New Year folks, may this year be better than ever!

Year 2010 Overview

The symbol for Libra is Balance. In the next year, you’ll find yourself doing even more balancing than usual; you’re going to be pressed to decide if your internal sense of happiness should be the focus of life more than the outward signs of success. This may have been weighing heavily on your mind for the last several months, as far as work and the state of your love life. What you are likely to be weighing this year is a little more intangible (and a little more important) than those things. Specifically, in 2010 you’ll find yourself weighing out the cost of the connections you’ve formed for yourself versus their actual value to you.

There’s going to be a lot of pressure on you from within and without as to who you really are at heart and who you really are to those closest to you. This will be both in your personal life and at work. The natural Libra impulse is often to make peace with these kind of pressures, or negotiate your way around them. Your best bet in the next year though will be to recognize your own inherent value — not just what you appear to be worth to others.

In the final analysis this is all good news, even if it’s good news in disguise. No one is better than you at beautifying things or finding the inherent beauty in the mundane. Once you realize that you yourself are at least as shiny and pretty as any accessory — in your heart and soul, where beauty really counts — you’ll have begun assembling a better You. Breathe through the difficult spots, and enjoy the results!

(source :www.yahoo.com)

Happy 59th Birthday!!!!!!!!!!

May Allah bless you with many many mannnnyyyyy more!

How do I begin?

There’s this old lady that I used to have very high respect for. But, as time passes by, she is getting crankier and made few actions that diminished my respect for her. One for example, she will get mad and considered her nieces rude if they didnt call nor do something not to her likings. For her, it is considered disrespectful. But, if it’s her own daughters, well all she can say ” dah memang macam tu nak buat macam mana?”

Well, like i said, I used to have a very high respect for her. But there are few incidents that pissed me off. So, as my respect to her goes down the drain, our relationship grows a tremendous distance. Recently, the self proclaimed perfect old lady, went to perform Haj. Well

1) before leaving she didnt bothered to see her sister, ( no one actually cares ha ha)

2)coming back from Haj she didnt even called (again.. who cares)

but…..

she asked someone to call her sister just to inform the sister that her well known hopeless son got like a dozens of B, C or what ever…. for PMR!!!!

lalallalalal duh???? There’s not even a single A, but the effort done to sort of build the reputation and achievement of this hopeless boy, is pretty impressive.

Like I said, this is something worth laughing at…

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I used to think that most of the new teachers now days became teachers, because they cant get other jobs. Recently, I came into contact with a long lost friend who is now a teacher. She used to work as a chemist, but her dad encouraged her to become a teacher. Being a good daughter, she did. She said, it was difficult at first, but she later fell in love with it. She now runs a blog that provide free chemistry tutorials  not only to her students but anyone who are interested in chemistry.

It is nice to know, that dedicated teachers still exist.

To this friend of mine, I gave my standing ovation.

her free chemistry tutorial blog: http://www.kiutcomel.blogspot.com/

An old friend who enjoyed blog hopping asked me one very pertinent question recently,

“Beb, apasal semua blog yang aku terjah, semua sebok tayang barang? Haruskah?”

Cute kan soalan tu? Well, seriously  aku pun ada letak gambau barang2, hasil tuaian. So at first I thought she was in a way telling me udah udah ler tu kecoh ngan beg ko tu… hahahah, But I was wrong. She said, if once in a blue moon nak citer and berkongsi cerita, then she understand. Ni semua benda beli pun nak citer…Ala - ala meluat la pulak.

Cute betul kawan aku ni.

Anyhow, it is not deniable, some people sangat suka bercerita tentang barang 2 mereka di dalam blog. I think it’s because

1) dia tak ada idea nak citer benda lain

2) dia rasa kalau dia tak cakap beg dia harga 8 juta, satu kampung dia tak akan tau beg dia mahal hahahhaha

3) kalau ko meluat tak yah la visit lagi blog dia… meh baca blog aku je ok?

heheh but my dear friend, you really got a point. Harus kah??

tukau la skin aku plak!!!!