tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-123414212024-03-07T16:56:07.679+08:00The Crazy Monkeyam i supposed to put some sort of description here?Mashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892noreply@blogger.comBlogger99125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-71522342732677144102012-01-01T10:00:00.000+08:002012-01-11T18:05:17.943+08:00Happy New Year 2012!!!This year's new year countdown was kinda sad... We were both on our way home from South Africa and was probably somewhere around the indian ocean... So all we had was a notice on the on screen display where we get to watch movies on that said "It is now midnight in Kuala Lumpur. Happy New Year!"... And that was it... How sad...<br />
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So to end this post... This year's new year's resolution is to make no new year's resolution! Yay! Let's see if this approach works... Apparently this is one way of trying to reverse psycho myself. Ok... That's all... Happy New Year!!!Mashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-62699448431594314272011-12-13T00:47:00.000+08:002012-01-05T00:56:47.807+08:00Testing 123Testing testing blogpress app lalala
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<br />Mashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-65462098882927979232011-10-25T20:04:00.002+08:002011-10-25T20:04:57.422+08:00Random Thoughts...Hmm I actually kinda like this new Blogger Dynamic Views. But I can't attach gadgets to it yet... soooo tempted to revert back to the classic view where you can put whatever rubbish around your blog posts. Ah well... Better not.<br />
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Tomorrow is Diwali... Holiday yeay! Wish mummy was here and we can cook rice and curry <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;">*imitate Azmarea here*</span> for lunch... Not sure what I plan to do tomorrow... Maybe work... ergh... maybe not... Oh that reminds me... Mental Note: Book flight for trip back home during Hari Raya Haji holiday weekend.<br />
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Ok enough randomness just to fill pages...Mashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-17335119144777028212011-10-24T22:26:00.001+08:002011-10-24T22:26:41.250+08:00I just realised that...I have not updated anything about what I'm up to. I'm now no longer working for Stansfield College as their Software Engineer. I'm still in Singapore though. Doing something I kinda enjoy compared to when I was at Stansfield. Web Applications Development. Yay for me!<br />
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Unfortunately, I still feel that I am underpaid and overworked. Gonna stick around for a bit before I start looking for something that can actually make me say... I'm doing what I love and get paid well for it! I miss Cubinet... but then again... I hear so many people left Cubinet... so sad... =P<br />
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That's all for today... Write bit by bit... hopefully I'll update more... Wheeeeee... <br />
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<br />Mashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892noreply@blogger.com01004 Toa Payoh N, Singapore 3189951.343109 103.847281.3391405 103.8423445 1.3470775000000001 103.8522155tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-81811160776711484632011-10-23T18:10:00.001+08:002011-10-23T18:46:37.484+08:00Hi there, remember me?Yeah... I know it has been eons since I last updated my blog. I know in my New Year's Resolutions states that I will blog more. I guess I'm not good at keeping Resolutions. Ah well...<br />
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So... What brings me here? Writing out of the blue... I was actually browsing around blogger and thought that I should really blog again. Then I came across the new blogger interface and thought "Oh No... Aunty Ann is going to freak when she sees how different the interface is now" and also thinking about Aunty Jim asking me to teach her on how to start a blog... This is going to be difficult.<br />
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Other than that? Nothing much. Just thought I write something now... and try to push myself to write more. Not sure if I still have readers but this is supposed to be my space to write my thoughts so... bleh...<br />
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Will write more... Will write more... Will write more...Mashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-69284673792161328632011-01-11T09:57:00.001+08:002011-10-23T18:46:56.471+08:00I hate this feeling...... of being stuck!<br />
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A monkey should not feel stuck... She should feel the freedom of having to jump from one branch to another... Curiously playing around in dangerous areas... Cheekily pulling the tail of tiger cubs... Happily lazing around the sun and snacking on juicy bananas... hahahaha... Yes... I'm at the utmost point of boredom and there isn't any cardboard boxes to create arsenals with. I don't even have my own PC at work to do anything with... Just a blank PC with MS Office and IE... The horror... How could anyone survive with just the basics installed on their computers... Ah well... It shouldn't be long now I guess... Till then... I'm super duper ultimate bored...<br />
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So now it is time for some reflections... Let's see... The biggest change in my life in 2010 was my environment. A huge change I must say. From the comforts of having the perfect job in the world at Cubinet, I am now in Singapore. Strange people, strange environment, strange job. I feel like an alien exploring another planet sometimes. But nevertheless, I have made some really good friends, be closer than ever to the one I love but with a huge price to pay too. I miss having to sit and laze around with my mum or having some lepak and baking sessions with Fazreen. I can't regret what I have chosen because now I appreciate my family and the friends I left behind and am able to grow even more. I guess it is somewhat bittersweet.<br />
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Resolutions? I think resolutions are impossible to keep! But essential to what must be done in a way. Goals are good. So here's my 2011 New Year Resolutions...<br />
<ul><li> Lose weight!<b style="color: orange;"> <span style="font-size: x-small;">*yet again... LOL*</span></b></li>
<li>Exercise More! <span style="font-size: x-small;"><b><span style="color: orange;">*again... hahahaha*</span></b></span></li>
<li>Save More! <span style="font-size: x-small;"><b style="color: orange;">*sigh... again and again...*</b></span></li>
<li>Find work life balance! This is new as I had it back at Cubinet...</li>
</ul>I guess for now... Those are the things that matter most... As for the little things that I wish to do...<br />
<ul><li> Scrap 1 mini album layout a week! <span style="font-size: x-small;"><b style="color: orange;">*how to save like this? hahahaha*</b></span></li>
<li>Take 1 good and memorable photo a week! <span style="font-size: x-small;"><b style="color: orange;">*my camera is under-utilised that's why!*</b></span></li>
<li>Start on Azamarea's Elephant parade scrapbook! <span style="font-size: x-small;"><b><span style="color: orange;">*pending photos from akak!*</span></b></span></li>
<li>Blog more!<b><span style="color: orange;"> </span></b></li>
</ul>Since I'm currently in some sort of a transition... I wish I could start on my goals and move on forward as soon as I can... but right now... I feel STUCK!!! So I hope 2011 will bring me better luck and hopefully this time I can keep my resolutions! <span style="font-size: x-small;"><b style="color: orange;">*Muah aH aHa HahaHA ahAH AH aH aa*</b></span>Mashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-83845122689860784552010-11-28T17:46:00.001+08:002011-10-23T18:47:25.909+08:00Lazy Sunday…There isn’t really much to write today… Just a few accounts of what I’d like to share… Yesterday the people at the office gave us all an ‘off’ day… Celebrating some sort of achievement… So what did we do? Liah planned some sort of photo shoot that involved watercolour in a public park… <span style="color: #f79646; font-size: xx-small;"><b>*Hahaha… Liah is a photographer and thought that taking photos of a couple and some kids with their mum sounded like a great idea… So we became one of the victims!*</b></span> We were told to dress in white… So Wilson and I went to the new NEX MALL just 10 minutes from our house to find some cheap white shirts to wear <span style="color: #f79646; font-size: xx-small;"><b>*obviously watercolour did not seem to sound clean*</b></span>… We thought of walking around the new mall but it seemed as though we only managed to view 1% of the whole place! It’s super huge! Anyways… getting our shirts from Giordano at 7 dollars a piece and grabbing lunch at the Broasters Chicken or something… we then made our way to the scene… I will share more of this with you when the pictures are done!<br />
Wilson went off for a family vacation today to Cameron… I’m left here all alone on a lazy Sunday… Woke up late… Lazed around in front of the TV watching cartoons… Had Koko Krunch for breakfast and went down to buy more of those bamboo poles Singaporeans use to hang their clothes with… <span style="color: #f79646; font-size: xx-small;"><b>*I still find it super scary trying to stick it into the holes outside the window!*</b></span><br />
Doing typical chores like mopping the floor… laundry… trying to get rid of the paint stains from yesterday… Getting kinda bored I then decided to try to cook rice with the brand new microwave Aunty Su gave us as a house warming present… With the plastic “casserole” rice cooker meant for the microwave that mummy managed to get for free from the sales person… I poured some rice that was purchased yesterday because Istinah told me… <span style="color: green;">“Rumah tak boleh putus… Garam, Beras, Minyak!”</span> <span style="color: #f79646; font-size: xx-small;"><b>*meaning… the house cannot be out off salt, rice and oil*</b></span>… Washed the rice like how it was done in Cooking Mama <span style="color: #f79646; font-size: xx-small;"><b>*Better than Mama!… Hahahaha*</b></span> Stick the whole thing in the microwave… Turned the dial to “Casserole Rice” and pressed Start! after a few minutes… the microwave told me to STIR RICE… so I did… 15 minutes later…and Viola! Rice! Perfectly Done! Wooo Hooo!!!<br />
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Now what do I eat it with? Hmmm… I found a can of sardines that I bought together with the rice… and grabbed an egg… I wished I had bought some onions and cucumbers… but I’m not picky… The end result?<br />
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Not bad eh? Dinner Time!Mashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-31624346850941170112010-11-23T12:28:00.008+08:002011-10-23T18:47:44.326+08:00Thank you Mummy, Aunty Su & Fazreen!<span style="font-family: inherit;">Last weekend was quite a hectic one… It started early when I woke up light-headed and dizzy on Friday and found myself with high blood pressure… 150/100… The doc gave me 2 days MC to rest up and bring it down not before scolding me.<span style="color: #e69138;"> <span style="font-size: xx-small;"><b>*sheesh*</b></span></span> I’m supposed to come back and see him to check it again… <span style="color: #e69138; font-size: xx-small;"><b>*bleh…*</b></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Mummy, Aunty Su and Fazreen drove down from KL on Thursday to visit our new home for the weekend and bring down more my stuff… We had a fun dinner at East Coast Food Village with Istinah and Hans… Chicken Wings, Kerang and Sambal Stingray! Yum!!! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">So the whole of Friday… Mummy and Fazreen went off for a meeting while Aunty Su went shopping… I spent the whole day lazing around and resting while trying to clear up the mess we made unloading the car which was filled with a quarter of my room back in KL. Mostly beddings, scrap stuff and electronics… I got my Taylor, TV and Wii!!! Yeay! The night itself Sayang came and went to treat us good Japanese BBQ Wagyu dinner… Thank you Sayang!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">On Saturday all of us woke up late… The 3 of us shared our queen sized bed <span style="color: #e69138; font-size: xx-small;"><b>*luckily we’re all still sleepers… hahaha*</b></span> while Mummy and Aunty Su slept in the second room which has a single bed and a pull-out underneath… The plan then was to spend a day in IKEA to find things to furnish the house… Wilson and I were only there to tag along and carry stuff… </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">It was really fun to watch Mummy and Aunty Su imagining things to decorate our house with and arguing about what matches and what goes where… of course the first thing Mummy did say when she entered the house was… <b><span style="color: #008040;">“What ugly curtains and white bright lights!”</span></b> So those are the first few things they rushed to change… Our house now has a nice plant, a pretty purple carpet and OMG shocking pink cushions!, nice warm lightings, mirrors <span style="color: #e69138; font-size: xx-small;"><b>*Fazreen was super excited about this one… I wonder why… hahaha*</b></span>, a can opener <b><span style="color: #e69138; font-size: xx-small;">*hahaha… Aunty Su bought canned condensed milk and we had nothing to open it with… so that is the first thing she grabbed after taking the trolley!*</span></b> and a couple of shoe cabinets…</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">After IKEA <span style="color: #e69138; font-size: xx-small;"><b>*of course we had chicken wings and meatballs for a late lunch there… hehehe… akak dun jeles…*</b></span> We drove down to Lucky Plaza to get a few things… not knowing the plan Aunty Su went off to get me a brand new microwave oven from TANGS as a house warming present and Mummy went to ION to get a Nespresso coffee machine… <span style="color: #e69138; font-size: xx-small;"><b>*Mummy can’t stand drinking our 3-in-1s… hahaha*</b></span> Thank you thank you for everything!!!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">After unloading all our purchases from the car back to the flat… we started fixing curtains, cabinets and tidying stuff… rearranging and decorating… Istinah and Hans came over bringing us a nice treat! Tulang Kambing and Kuey Teow Goreng from Beach Road!!! Woo hoo!! <span style="color: #e69138; font-size: xx-small;"><b>*Akak… dun jeles again!*</b></span> After having our fill and lazing around… Hans manage to find the cable to plug into the antenna… I have no idea where on earth he manage to find these things in the house… I now has TV Channels! Yeay! Thank you Hans! Thank you Istinah for the treat!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Sunday came… So sad… we spent the whole day lazing around in the house… admiring and adding the finishing touches to the now newly decorated home. Aunty Su and Fazreen reorganised my kitchen… And besides the mess behind the sofa full of my scrap stuff… and my room which is still a mess… the house is now finally a home! I wished I took before photos to compare with the after… With all the changes made it was really a transformation! I felt as though I was visited by those reality shows that transform houses… with Aunty Su and Mummy being the show’s host and ID of course!<span style="color: #e69138;"> <span style="font-size: xx-small;"><b>*Hahahaha*</b></span></span> We all had dinner at Samy’s Curry House somewhere at Dempsey Road… I think it was the most spiciest thing I had ever tasted! Crazy… It was then… Time to say bye bye…</span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">I don’t think I can ever thank all of you enough… Mummy, Aunty Su, Fazreen, Istinah, Hans and of course my sayang… I’m really lucky and I feel really blessed to have all of you in my life. Thank you so much for doing all this for me… I really wish you all could stay longer… Please come again! I promise to keep the house as how you intended it to be ok? <span style="color: #e69138; font-size: xx-small;"><b>*I’ll try my hardest at least! Hehehe…*</b></span> I love you! Miss you so much!</span></div>Mashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-32057899414141036222010-11-17T15:13:00.001+08:002011-10-23T18:48:45.570+08:00Double Date with Husband & Wife! Haha…Looks like I’ll be writing more on this blog… Seems like I have the knack of writing more when I’m in a comfy zone… <span style="color: #ff8000; font-size: xx-small;"><b>*My new home! Woohoo!*</b></span> Maybe it’s because I’m more bored… We’ll see hehe…<br />
Yesterday Istinah and I were literally watching the clock as time passes while we were at work… Not because there’s no work… But both of us were excited about our nicely planned outing for the night! <span style="color: #ff8000; font-size: xx-small;"><b>*hahaha*</b></span>… It wasn’t anything much of a plan… Just a nice night of super good food and a movie…<br />
As the clock struck 7pm on the dot… Hans and Istinah made her way to pick me up from work to get ourselves a generous takeaway of “Tulang Kambing” (mutton bones) and “Air Tebu” (sugarcane drink). Wilson was already on his way home as I asked him to get us a loaf of white bread… <span style="color: #ff8000; font-size: xx-small;"><b>*Istinah and I had an argument on what is loaf in malay… sebantal vs sebuku… google says both is correct… cheh! hahaha*</b></span><br />
Once we were all back home… we feasted on the best ever tulang kambing I have ever had! It was kinda weird for me at first because it being super red in colouring… I thought it would be super spicy… apparently it was just nice… <span style="color: #ff8000; font-size: xx-small;"><b>*Yum Yum Yum! Akak… when you come visit us we go tarpau okok? Don’t jealous! hehe*</b></span> Filled with yummy mutton and bone marrow… all of us then jumped into bed for a nice cuddly rest… <span style="color: #ff8000; font-size: xx-small;"><b>*imagine 4 people on a queen sized bed… hahaha*</b></span><br />
At about 11… we then made our way to Golden Village at Great World City to watch “RED”… <span style="color: #ff8000; font-size: xx-small;"><b>*it was kinda funny to watch ourselves feeding each other… hahaha… Istinah on my left feeding me popcorn… Wilson on my right feeding me nachos… while I fed the both of them… kakaka*</b></span> The show was excellent! A little slow at first <span style="color: #ff8000; font-size: xx-small;"><b>*Wilson going… Are you sure this is an action film? hahaha!*</b></span>… All the great actors were superb! Mummy and akak… wished we could watch it together!<br />
The drive home made me a bit homesick as the radio was playing “takbir” and I was wishing Mummy and Akak was around… Ah well… All in all… It was really a nice night… Istinah, Hans, Sayang… More more okok???Mashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-46979810584372588062010-11-15T10:15:00.001+08:002011-10-23T18:49:04.086+08:00Our first home…For the past few weeks we have been trying to find a good place to rent to call home<b> <span style="color: #f79646; font-size: xx-small;">*Yes… staying in the hostel is seriously no picnic… I can’t even fall sick and take MC in peace without having someone knocking on my door just to check if I’m really sick!*</span></b>. Istinah <b><span style="color: #f79646; font-size: xx-small;">*my wife*</span></b> stumbled across some paper with numbers on it and words “Room/Units for Rent” or something like that on her way to work at SIC… tore a piece and gave me the number via MSN… I then passed the number to Wilson <span style="color: #f79646; font-size: xx-small;"><b>*my husband*</b></span> who then called and made a bunch of arrangements for viewing, after having agents quarrelling with one another… viola! We finally found the perfect home!<br />
The place is located quite conveniently near amenities (hawkers, 7-11, a couple of mini marts, a few sensei shops, alot of hair salons, a massage parlour <span style="color: #f79646; font-size: xx-small;"><b>*i have a feeling there are alot of tai-tais living around here… haha*</b></span> and a nice little restaurant) right downstairs, about 4 minutes walk to Lorong Chuan MRT, about 10 minutes walk to Serangoon MRT and the brand new mall which has a ColdStorage, Courts, Cinema, etc…<br />
The house itself isn’t fancy or anything… a nice little 2 bedroom flat <span style="color: #f79646; font-size: xx-small;"><b>*one for us… one for mummy!*</b></span> We have just shifted all of my stuff over the weekend… Thanks Istinah and Hans! Also thank you Neeti! You’ve all been a great help! Of course thanks to sayang for helping me move most of it last Saturday in two taxi trips and a nice outing at ikea choosing a cute little sofabed for Fazreen <span style="color: #f79646; font-size: xx-small;"><b>*if mummy comes over with her while Wilson is around*</b></span> hmm… complex…<br />
Next on the to do list… Get a better paying job! Muah aH ahaH aHaH aH aHa HA HA aha!Mashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-62441567837948355942010-11-03T19:09:00.001+08:002010-11-03T19:09:32.699+08:00Testing the new Windows Live Writer<p>What’s this? This kinda looks interesting. Hmm…</p> Mashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-50817454075706272802010-05-19T14:25:00.000+08:002010-05-19T14:25:14.000+08:00New Beginnings...Today marks my 5th day in Singapore. Most of my time were spent settling down and learning about my new job. Quite a boring thing actually for now. Hoping that it will pick up soon. First 2 days of work was quite a drag. Not having a PC to work with kinda sucks. Too bad they didn't have unwanted cardboard boxes like how they did at Cubinet or else I would have started on a cardboard arsenal of weapons hahaha! Yes... That's what I did for the first 3 days at Cubinet. A cardboard glock revolver and a cardboard knife. All nicely handrawn and cut out. <span style="font-size: x-small;"><b style="color: orange;">*Never leave a monkey idle without a PC!*</b></span><br />
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As for now... I'm learning a few things like... I should always carry an umbrella... To stand to the left on the escalators... bla bla bla... Feels abit like London... less wet but still wet and without my akak! Ah well... That's all for now...<br />
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Jason... Yam Char!!!<br />
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Mummy... I miss you... Love you...Mashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-80660294217881867512010-05-09T10:27:00.001+08:002010-05-09T10:28:43.078+08:00We're not safe anymore...Yes Mr. Malaysian Policemen... You are human... We are all human... But... You have a gun... We do not have a gun... Bad guys might have guns... You should make sure a bad guy is really a bad guy and is a life-threatening bad guy before you draw arms and shoot. You should not be above the laws you protect and certainly do not have the license to kill... James Bond might have but he's a fictional character...<br />
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For those of you who don't agree... you might one day have 14 year old kids and understand that you will never know what your kid is up to... My mummy HATED me when i turned 14... I did things then that my mummy do not know of even to this day... But I grew up and turned out alright... Some might have got caught... Some are lucky like me... But nothing gives you the right to take a human life. We have laws to punish those who deserve it... You're not a sheriff in a cowboy state.<br />
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Thank you Mr. Good Policemen for keeping us safe... But your Bad Colleagues are making your work pointless... Now we're even more afraid of what you'll do to us with no consequences than the bad guys who still consider what might happen to them should they do the same. I hope the law will bring them justice... Even after that... I hope you'll be haunted and that your conscience will eat you up till you're mentally incapable. You are supposed to be human after all.Mashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-70800737001325782752010-04-17T16:53:00.004+08:002010-04-17T18:28:29.257+08:00Ressurection?Okay, okay... I know its been awhile since my last entry. Some friends mentioned that I have probably died since I ate at Alexis. <span style="font-size: x-small;"><b style="color: orange;">*Hahaha... funny*</b></span> Alot has happened since actually... A year worth of happenings... Well almost. I just can't seem to be able to sit down and write for some reason. Maybe I'm just lazy...<br />
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I guess for now... I have no excuse but to ressurect my blog life. So consider this as it. =PMashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-44137096613337762542009-07-17T09:48:00.005+08:002010-04-17T18:20:18.236+08:00Alexis @ Gardens... SUCKS!It was all JCard day's fault. We all wanted to avoid the crowd at Midvalley during lunch time yesterday so we decided to try out Alexis at the Gardens side. The service was not too bad at the beginning where we were kindly asked to sit while we wait for our table. But then again, that's typical.<br />
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Nic, Ernie and Ben had set lunch 2 which was a 3 course meal consisting of tomato soup as starter <span style="font-size: 85%; font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: #ff9900;">*which probably was just a bottle of tomato ketchup plunked right into a bowl*</span></span>, a tomato based pasta puttanesca with olives, capers and anchovies <span style="font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #ff9900; font-weight: bold;">*no sign of anchovies and it was probably quite hard to swallow those olives because we were daring each other to eat them*</span></span> and supposedly the dessert of the day.<br />
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Endric on the other hand had the set lunch 1 which was Fishcakes for starters <span style="font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #ff9900; font-weight: bold;">*this was not bad*</span><span style="color: black; font-size: 100%;">, Nasi Kerabu with Spicy squid </span><span style="color: #ff9900; font-weight: bold;">*it was like 3 little cuts of a single squid actually*</span></span>, 2 tiny little prawns cooked in spices, untouched mango acar thingy, and some keropok. <span style="font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #ff9900; font-weight: bold;">*Endric was going like... can I have a bowl of sambal please? The dish was just too dry and tasteless*</span></span>. For dessert he was supposed to have Banana Butterscotch Cake or something like that...<br />
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Ivan had the Beef Lasagne... As he was making his normal disgusted face and making comments about how its like eating cardboard... Its obviously horrid.<br />
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As for me, I had the Grilled Sirloin Steak Sandwich with Rocket salad. The cut was good although it was badly marinated. <span style="font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #ff9900; font-weight: bold;">*Come on! How hard is it to put salt and pepper?!*</span></span> Its just sad to let good beef go to waste like this...<br />
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When it was time for their desserts, those who had set 2 got theirs and the waitress who was holding another plate of the same dessert was waving it around and looking at our table. I thought since it was the same cake, it could be a mistake of the type of dessert so I continued watching her as she brought it back to the kitchen. So while the rest didn't start on their desserts because 1... they had no dessert forks, 2... its just not nice to start when not everyone have got theirs. After about 10 minutes or so... I got so annoyed that I called up the waiter <span style="font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #ff9900; font-weight: bold;">*which took another 5 minutes*</span></span> for Endric's dessert, and the same dessert came back as his. I was like... WTF Man!<br />
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All in all... The FOOD SUCKS! The SERVICE SUCKS even MORE! If I were some of you, I'd stop pretending to be some kind of a yuppie that goes around <span style="color: #009900;">"I'm wearing a suit so worship me..."</span> and look as though you're having a meal of your life... <span style="font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #ff9900; font-weight: bold;">*Oh please... go wear your suit and eat at Lafite in Shangri-la if you think you're so great... because obviously your taste in food sucks also! I'm saying this because I noticed at one point the table with people wearing suits had 2 waiters waiting on them*</span></span>...<br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-tNjakptSvojxrMfTYqB0Od00Vg2xm3VOD4ps0cNOFZTHSGZY-S07rDtaiIKeJPGfkNZDJkhAJxnotsM1efu5ZkDVrIZ7xNeYEe3VbH2FhecucSzyM5vPJNda48At2rGiwzJV/s1600-h/alexis.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359247864401914898" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-tNjakptSvojxrMfTYqB0Od00Vg2xm3VOD4ps0cNOFZTHSGZY-S07rDtaiIKeJPGfkNZDJkhAJxnotsM1efu5ZkDVrIZ7xNeYEe3VbH2FhecucSzyM5vPJNda48At2rGiwzJV/s400/alexis.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a>Mashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-22289590381099499952009-06-23T13:49:00.000+08:002010-04-17T18:14:55.286+08:00Somebody stop me please!!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXZ4js2T12r8GOtDyTikqfobRgbBdKhBmHQ4yKx4IY-qrUGxEp6ZUKWowC5S9xzSLqfDqaynqLximPYBKgqFPFnoFSZ9ca-svd10pxLR-jzB0-NKVg3XYECIwXld-QTkivh7nA/s1600-h/IMG_2771.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXZ4js2T12r8GOtDyTikqfobRgbBdKhBmHQ4yKx4IY-qrUGxEp6ZUKWowC5S9xzSLqfDqaynqLximPYBKgqFPFnoFSZ9ca-svd10pxLR-jzB0-NKVg3XYECIwXld-QTkivh7nA/s320/IMG_2771.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350396227381182146" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Krispy Kreme........ MMMmmmMMMmmm........<br /></div>Mashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-69319576882481045942009-05-28T22:13:00.001+08:002010-04-17T18:15:37.804+08:00IN LOVING MEMORY - AVALANCHEMy beloved cat passed away peacefully in my mother's arms this evening. It was a tough call but she was suffering and in constant pain that the Vet advised us to put her to sleep. At 6pm today, she died at the age of 16.<br /><br />Avalanche was born with 3 other siblings - Snowball, Chubby and Zazu. Her mum was Cleopatra, daughter of my beloved Cookie Chomper a grey coloured mixed persian + siamese and Mischeif - my sister's cat who was a black and white Maine Coon. Yes, Cleopatra was quite the slut back then as this litter of kittens seem to have had 2 different fathers.<br /><br />I was 13 when Avalanche was born, she was named because she caused an avalanche of CDs, toys and books which were nicely stacked on my sister's table while she was still an unnamed kitten. She used to sleep on my back while I was busy preparing for my PMR (Secondary 3) exams. When I became too engrossed in my book, she would sit on the pages and demanded for some attention. For those who knew, PMR year was a bad year for all of us, but I always had Avalanche to keep me company during those times.<br /><br />When she was 2 years old, she was stolen from us. The people who were squatting at the piece of land not far away from my house in Kelana Jaya took her away from us. We spent a week looking for her. She used to run straight to us whenever her name was called so we kinda looked silly shouting a very odd name every chance we had. Silly or not, it paid off as the kids who lived at the squatter area came over and told us that the cat that we're looking for is actually there. So I went there without hesitation to find Avalanche tied to a tree with a stupid pink rafia string. The person who kept her there demanded that I pay money for the food and shelter that they provided. I gave RM15 for a cat that I own and who was kept against her will. We actually had to retrain her everything she knew. I hope they rot in hell.<br /><br />When we shifted to Shah Alam, my mum swore that we will never keep a cat in the house ever again due to the mites they brought in that caused us to smoke the whole Kelana Jaya house with pesticide before being able to sell it. So we gave it to Aunty Jim along with her sister Zazu. My sis used to sneak Avalanche into her dormitory for a few nights as her college was quite near Aunty Jim's house.<br /><br />When Zazu died of a heart attack, Aunty Jim felt bad and asked us to take her back because it wasn't safe for her to run around her house area due to lorries and keeping her caged is just unhealthy. So she finally came back to us only to be stolen again a few months later. I guess this time she learned how to escape as she found her way home. Still, we needed to retrain her all over again. Since then, nobody could hold her without knowing how to. She would only allow people to carry her over your shoulders like how you would carry a child. Not many people would carry a cat this way. Uncle Jojo learned it the hard way. He still has the scars to prove it.<br /><br />For every person who have met her, would fall in love with her the moment they saw her. She was really good looking and unique. She loved to climb on people's lap, anybody who cared to stroke her especially Fazreen. I guess 16 years old is a long time for a cat. According to the Vet, she's lived for 116 years. It was her time to go. To my dearest Avalanche... You didn't die... You just went away to a better place. Please know that I've always loved you. I'm really sorry for everything. Rest in peace my dear Avalanche.Mashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-84603900595480437912009-03-24T17:13:00.002+08:002010-04-17T18:20:35.259+08:00Look what's coming to town!!!<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEcGay3wwetG6nUu3t-cd3PebvaII_WVgJ2PfDr_7D_NgP4HBFmlGvtv2Ws9q5Ot2gi4vE4qY_DQZ1ek39v7gA-gKV7GP16meihPctgQaLcii95HOpzjS8T81l6QZzlJxWyBQT/s1600-h/krispy_kreme.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEcGay3wwetG6nUu3t-cd3PebvaII_WVgJ2PfDr_7D_NgP4HBFmlGvtv2Ws9q5Ot2gi4vE4qY_DQZ1ek39v7gA-gKV7GP16meihPctgQaLcii95HOpzjS8T81l6QZzlJxWyBQT/s320/krispy_kreme.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316680083196301346" border="0" /></a>Woo hoo!!! Can't Wait!!! Yeay!!!<br /></div>Mashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-73159827308639439582009-03-16T19:39:00.003+08:002010-04-17T18:20:48.514+08:00I've got a new toy! But...They said beggars cannot be choosers... Although I get a really yummy specked XPS as an upgrade but this is abit ridiculous!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWE8V9sSNjn-SR2aEghX_yw0d3NOZ5H3BiDL8iQXGbnCU_OuxCo7kED773v2w7TEI-6b2sL1IcI29RUB1ZcOqvUGravP4ArfnQ1mBypOa75yiMuVeHv5iEP3-SxE4p6icL3PIM/s1600-h/pink_xps_0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWE8V9sSNjn-SR2aEghX_yw0d3NOZ5H3BiDL8iQXGbnCU_OuxCo7kED773v2w7TEI-6b2sL1IcI29RUB1ZcOqvUGravP4ArfnQ1mBypOa75yiMuVeHv5iEP3-SxE4p6icL3PIM/s320/pink_xps_0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313749222297503938" border="0" /></a><br />Yes... My bosses has a great sense of humour... They called it "Pinkify The Monkey Project" Phase 1...<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmII1RU9d6QRMeahMf8sH2wTFXh5_iWrGpH5OkPvI9GEkv26X-JV2Z_kEloXZSS6Q6EgDSjgfnlEjQsD2a3Uk_IAkdRcu2RXG_6DT3VXx7mC1tTnI7TzNmJCQxw6aygApp9FjW/s1600-h/pink_xps_1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmII1RU9d6QRMeahMf8sH2wTFXh5_iWrGpH5OkPvI9GEkv26X-JV2Z_kEloXZSS6Q6EgDSjgfnlEjQsD2a3Uk_IAkdRcu2RXG_6DT3VXx7mC1tTnI7TzNmJCQxw6aygApp9FjW/s320/pink_xps_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313749505663386018" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfiFAedivUrKZ2uT-Z4dc2Ch02DsNGBKvApS_XV7JJznjejYx7f1Wf3uyvWWzD8eWjO-x0hQgK_46nhp4n5KOQjIAD6rW7DSK9nq7BwACTbnMMKlpfCqRfkY56Boa1q3av-xs2/s1600-h/pink_xps_2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfiFAedivUrKZ2uT-Z4dc2Ch02DsNGBKvApS_XV7JJznjejYx7f1Wf3uyvWWzD8eWjO-x0hQgK_46nhp4n5KOQjIAD6rW7DSK9nq7BwACTbnMMKlpfCqRfkY56Boa1q3av-xs2/s320/pink_xps_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313749615940647042" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIfwlpfc0M5awUEvhISA7ihU8Ei_tiOBirVti6upIXqUcQjjsDeTwUvywhvtr1z5tpaQutqgJni4QhldRozfa_Q1CaumsKzSo_FKjesvWF5VBAsufaraz0Zlu8ZFhr4gsyLYQ6/s1600-h/pink_xps_3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIfwlpfc0M5awUEvhISA7ihU8Ei_tiOBirVti6upIXqUcQjjsDeTwUvywhvtr1z5tpaQutqgJni4QhldRozfa_Q1CaumsKzSo_FKjesvWF5VBAsufaraz0Zlu8ZFhr4gsyLYQ6/s320/pink_xps_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313749838122868802" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;">... Damn!<br /></div>Mashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-56865400425541364102009-02-15T21:22:00.006+08:002010-04-17T18:20:57.740+08:00Happy Maslena Day!The Doukhobors have always celebrated Khreshcheniye and still do at the present time, commemorating the descent of the Holy Spirit onto the Son of man, the day divine grace was bestowed onto Jesus Christ in his human incarnation. On the eve of January 6, the Doukhobors would assemble for prayer, then on the way home, each person would try to draw some water from a well, river or spring; as this water was considered blessed, therefore endowed with purifying powers, it was sprinkled around the house, the barn and the stable; it was used in washing up and was also given to drink to the sick.<br /><br />The next holiday was Maslenitsa, or <i style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;">Maslena</i>, as the Doukhobors called it. It was preceded by <i>Nedelya Sviatykh Praotsev</i> (“Forefathers' Week”), a time to commemorate ancestors and make traditional <i>blini</i> (pancakes). According to Doukhobor custom, the first pancake went to the household dog because it was believed that "man was eating the dog’s share", a saying that stems from an old Russian legend. According to the legend, long ago, wheat plants had grain filled spires descending all the way to the ground. However, people did not treat bread with the respect it deserved. When God saw how people squandered bread, he decided to punish them by taking it away. Having grasped an ear of wheat with his hands, he began shelling it. Suddenly, when there were just a few grains left on the very top of the ear, a dog howled plaintively. God took pity on him and left him a few kernels. The Doukhobors have always had a very respectful attitude towards bread. It was considered a sin to throw out a piece of bread or to brush off bread crumbs onto the floor.<br /><br />For the Doukhobors, <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">Maslena</span> began on Saturday and lasted for three days. Neighbors would go visiting, wishing each other a <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">"Happy Maslena"</span>. In certain villages it was customary to masquerade during this holiday. Mothers would sew special pockets onto their children's belts so they could fill them with tasty kalachi given to them by housewives as they went from door to door, offering greetings.<br /><br />Taken from : <a href="http://www.doukhobor.org/Holidays.htm">http://www.doukhobor.org/Holidays.htm</a><br /><blockquote><br />Holiday Name : Maslenitsa (Butter Week)<br />Date : 8th week before Easter<br />Description : In folk tradition, a sun festival heralding the imminent end of winter. In Christian tradition, the last week before the onset of Lent. Also called <b><i>Maslena</i></b>.<br /></blockquote><br />Cool eh? Hahahaha... I should get a dog and feed it pancakes!Mashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-81304734723336618292009-02-01T23:45:00.005+08:002009-02-01T23:56:46.936+08:00Azrina... This one's for you...<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KDoFPUoPEek&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KDoFPUoPEek&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"></embed></object><br /><br />Kiss Goodbye - Leehom Wang (王力宏, Wang Lihong)<br /><br /><p>Baby不要再哭泣 這一幕多麼熟悉<br />緊握著妳的手彼此都捨不得分離<br />每一次想開口 但不如保持安靜<br />給我一分鐘專心好好欣賞妳的美</p> <p>幸福搭配悲傷 同時在我心交叉<br />挫折的眼淚不能測試愛的重量<br />付出的愛收不回 還欠妳的我不能給<br />別把我心也帶走去跟隨</p> <p>每一次和妳分開 深深地被妳打敗<br />每一次放棄妳的溫柔 痛苦難以釋懷<br />每一次和妳分開 每一次Kiss You Goodbye<br />愛情的滋味此刻我終於最明白</p> <p>幸福搭配悲傷 同時在我心交叉<br />挫折的眼淚不能測試愛的重量<br />付出的愛收不回 還欠妳的我不能給<br />我才明白愛最真實的滋味</p><p>-------------------------------</p><p>baby bu yao zai ku qi zhe yi mu duo me shou xi<br />jing wo zhe ni de shou bi ci dou she bu de fen li<br />mei yi ci xiang kai kou dan bu ru bao chi an jing<br />gei wo yi fen zhong zhuan xin hao hao xin shang ni de mei</p> <p>xing fu da pei bei shang tong shi zai wo xin jiao cha<br />cuo zhe de yan lei bu neng ce shi ai de zhong liang<br />fu chu de ai shou bu hui hai qian ni de wo bu neng gei<br />bie ba wo xin ye dai zou qu gen sui</p> <p>mei yi ci he ni fen kai shen shen de bei ni da bai<br />mei yi ci fang qi ni de wen rou tong ku nan yi shi huai<br />mei yi ci he ni fen kai mei yi ci kiss you good bye<br />ai qing de zi wei ci ke wo zhong yu zui ming bai</p> <p>xing fu da pei bei shang tong shi zai wo xin jiao cha<br />cuo zhe de yan lei bu neng ce shi ai de zhong liang<br />fu chu de ai shou bu hui hai qian ni de wo bu neng gei<br />wo cai ming bai ai zui zhen shi de zi wei</p><p>-------------------------------<br /></p><p>Baby, don't cry anymore, this scene is so familiar<br />Tightly holding your hand, we are both unwilling to separate<br />Every time I want to say something I instead preserve the silence<br />Give me a minute to concentrate on admiring your beauty</p> <p>Happiness complements sorrow, crossing paths within my heart at the same time<br />Tears of frustration cannot measure the weight of love<br />I cannot withdraw the love I already gave and I can't give you all the love I owe you<br />Don't take along my heart to follow you</p> <p>Every time we part ways, I am deeply defeated by you<br />Every time I give up your tenderness, it is hard to release my pain<br />Every time we part ways, Every time I kiss you goodbye<br />at that moment I finally fully understand the taste of love</p> <p>Happiness complements sorrow, crossing paths within my heart at the same time<br />Tears of frustration cannot measure the weight of love<br />I cannot withdraw the love I already gave and I can't give you all the love I owe you<br />I finally understand the truest taste of love</p><p>-------------------------------</p><p>I hope you find what you're looking for... Be strong and happy... We'll always be around for you... Plus... have fun in Singapore! Don't be notti now...<br /></p>Mashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-42855371565840271992008-12-26T12:23:00.004+08:002008-12-26T12:41:26.740+08:00Thank You 2008Another year has passed... I'd like to take this opportunity to thank my lucky stars, guardian angels both in forms of people and the spiritual and of course The Almighty for the sugars and spices that seasoned my life yet again in 2008. I survived 2008! Yeay!<br /><br />After 28 years of existing... I have learned that there are only 5 things in life that could make and break you... If you can keep these 5 things in check and in good order... Nothing else in life matters... A simple advise would be... There are only 5 things in life that you should worry about... If the things you are worrying aren't listed in the 5... It is just not worth all the effort...<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Family</span>... I could have not have a better mix in the pot which made me... ME! From my mum who accompanied me fasting <span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;">*even though she didn't have to and didn't since 1994*</span></span>... My sis and her family although far away who still manage to give me random boosts of support and surges of inspiration when I need them most <span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);">*especially my beautiful niece*</span></span>... My aunts and uncles who always seem to make me feel 12 <span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;">*maybe it is because I still behave like I'm 12*</span></span>... Uncle Yem who is recovering! <span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;">*Hurray!*</span></span>... to my "other" family members who not related by blood but sure does prove that water can be as thick as blood <span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;">*especially uncle jojo and family*</span></span>...<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Aspirations/Self Improvement</span>... I really could not have ask for a better working environment and job... Really am grateful for the work that I do everyday which is what I'm good at and what I enjoy... I love the RedBox Lunches, Bailey's Coffee breaks, Sangria tea-breaks, Chocolates (also those with liquors), Snacks, Cheese sharings; random Nerf Gun Battles; fun video sharing where we gather around one cubicle to watch things like... The FoneJacker, South Park, cool games reviews or even things like Benny Lava or A is For... <span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;">*Muah AHahAH ahAH ahAH aHA a*</span></span>; the daily I&J teasings, kam yu low & partner comedies; the vocabulary lessons <span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;">*Terminology = Turn-You-On-Orgy... hahahaha*</span></span>... Dota/Tower Defense staybacks and Work & Wiikenders... Although you might hear me shout the four letter word and chinese curse words more than you would like to as I curse the monitor or mouse... Or see me shaking Endric's chair moaning <span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">"I don't want to do this anymore"</span></span>... Probably once every few months I'd go <span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;">"MOGOK MOGOK MOGOK!"</span></span>... I really don't think you can get it any better than how we have it at Cubinet! Google might have free flows of food and drinks, massage chairs and games... But we sure do come real close!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Health</span>... After numerous sessions at the gym and taking abit more effort in getting myself in shape... I'm in good health! Hopefully in 2009 I will be able to continue this and also to the spa more often... Fazreen, Ellen, Mummy... Jom!<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Friends</span>... some may think I'm this extrovert-girl-who-is-actually-quite-the-anti-social-always-locking-herself-in-her-room-in-front-of-her-laptop-playing-her-games... Although I'm quite picky with whom I let myself get close with... I do appreciate everyone... Those at work... my wonderful colleagues... thank you for making me not work a day in my life... it really has been a joy coming to work each day and its mostly thanks to you!... My two close friends... Fazreen and Azrina... also my two muhibbah brothers from different father and mothers... Jason and Asrar... You guys are angels!... <span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;">*more Wii Sessions/Parties in 2009 yah!*</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Love/Life Partner</span>... I guess this is the only thing out of the 5 which isn't perfect in 2008... For those who didn't know... Yes I broke up with the person I was dating of 9 years... This happened early in the year and Yes! I'm over it! Long ago in fact! They say things happen for a reason... I embrace this as God preparing me for better things... maybe better luck next year yah? I'm grateful that things didn't turn ugly and we can still be acquaintances... So... no regrets and move along now...<br /><br />So there you have it... My 5 things in order by priority at the moment... Although priorities may change at one point or another as time goes by... For those whom I have hurt while I was too busy fixing one instead of the other... I apologise deeply... Hey... I'm human too! To all of you who have made my life the way that it is and giving me reasons to survive and stay strong each day... I'd like to say... from the bottom of my heart... <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Thank you for everything! I Love You All!</span>Mashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-70901102328456783912008-12-24T16:30:00.002+08:002010-04-17T18:15:37.806+08:00Merry Xmas & Happy New Year 2008!<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieDkAOu98ItyqOr2e0NiinDf52jOOI2U6f5wZlxM-8nIv1xt97p2r0AVSHKr04_6Y6hCHQ22B8S1f2Da1XnIlG-7AV9C0evx6ppMTadlds_RsUW07718uTxAHN8SilY9OOyaRu/s1600-h/xmas.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieDkAOu98ItyqOr2e0NiinDf52jOOI2U6f5wZlxM-8nIv1xt97p2r0AVSHKr04_6Y6hCHQ22B8S1f2Da1XnIlG-7AV9C0evx6ppMTadlds_RsUW07718uTxAHN8SilY9OOyaRu/s320/xmas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284015656847984370" border="0" /></a>Cubinet Interactive MSC Sdn Bhd<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">& ISEP Consulting Sdn Bhd<br />Xmas Gift Xchange<br /></div>Mashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-50001470803930193982008-11-13T17:30:00.000+08:002010-04-17T18:23:19.388+08:00T.W.L.O.H.A - To Write Love On His/Her Arm Day<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_a9Ba1hbJQHhAbD74TXjX4hH2z2VDKJiyxSFI5XIRTmn4UVgi_dBNxAQiGPk8nrk9qKbVvq6JGzqpaJa1ToeYPbyy0OBksGyxKofnaSmjPOAsOO8i3MUNYczgqZu0Tsbg8diT/s1600-h/n644198876_1132256_6886.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_a9Ba1hbJQHhAbD74TXjX4hH2z2VDKJiyxSFI5XIRTmn4UVgi_dBNxAQiGPk8nrk9qKbVvq6JGzqpaJa1ToeYPbyy0OBksGyxKofnaSmjPOAsOO8i3MUNYczgqZu0Tsbg8diT/s320/n644198876_1132256_6886.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284016808438722866" border="0" /></a><br />Google It! Hahahaha...Mashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892noreply@blogger.com0