Hi...
Mek sikda madah kan, mek stress dua tiga menjak tok. Mek serba salah tok mok share ka sik, tapi ngenang dirik takut terke-gila-an, tulis jak lah luahan perasaan. Takorang tumpang maca jak k, sikboh prejudis. Macam-macam jadi, mek duak laki bini mala jak sorang ke hulu sorang ke hilir. Orang nanga OK jak, tang happy jak. Hakikatnya pulang umah, mek duak dah jarang klaka sama-sama, minum melo peng sama-sama. Nya mun dapat rah laptop jak, mek kedirik la kuang-kuit ngemas umah, melayan anak.
Mun antar mek pegi kerja, sikda masa nya mok breakfast sama-sama. Mok cepat jak nya. Lunch sikboh jak. Tapi hakikatnya, sms kamek pun dah jarang-jarang. Bingong mek.
Namun pia, mek sik medo k. Yalah resam orang tengah stress berebut tender, gago research k molah proposal, jumpa ngan orang-orang berkenaan. Yalah keadaannya sampai masa bidding project ya selesai. Alahai...
Harapan mek sidak team nya dapat tender ya, agar berbaloi sakit ati mek klakar kedirik sik berjawab, berbaloi anak mek main kedirik merempit atas basikal sik gerak-gerak gago bapaknya meeting online sikda k nulak nya gik, berbaloi masa berharga yang selalu mek sekeluarga spend sesama. Sik sabar nunggu nya free, paling best mun nya kaya raya - sak sikboh kerja gik, hahaha.
OK bah, bersesah lok. Chiao bebehs.
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Tuesday, March 1, 2011
Sunday, August 1, 2010
SET THE TABLE, GET THE BALL ROLLING
Hi...
It's been tiring the whole week, we had thanksgiving prayer for my bro in-law who recently got promoted and transferred to Labuan Shell starting tomorrow! Man....I did deep-frying the whole day I even fried my thumb! Anyway back to the topic, what is it all about? Friend of mine sort of hit the rock with his wife over what I think is inane issue. So this post goes out to you D. Ladies and gentlemen can all benefit from this.
Well, most of us married couples don't talk much about issues because issues lead to argument and that is ugly. Be it money, time management, kids, hygiene or anything many couples simply avoid bringing up issues that can provoke disagreement. However by doing so, you are actually doing something called 'bottle-necking' and the burst is going to be messy.
I argue a lot with MrVai. I love him so much but still I hit on that red button every time I feel that he needs some correction and so does he. I never allow myself to go to sleep with unsolved issues. God gave you mouth and that voice so that you can speak for yourself. Women always act their way through and men hate that. Be realistic he can't read your mind! Just be careful on how are you going to bring it up.
Myself I prefer starting while I'm washing the dishes. Just an example for you because I think during that time I'll have my attention or anger channeled to the water, bubbles and plates. I'd be less critical and try not to be cynical. Cynical is what most men despise. It doesn't help solving anything but it fans on the anger. Focus on what wrong he did, not him as a person so be wise to say "I don't think gambling is good for our household economy" instead of "You gamble wayyyy to much we're close to broke". Address the issue spot-on as possible so avoid beating around the bush.
Once he gives you that attention, calm down and bring it to the table. Give him your points clearly and orderly so he can follow what you say. Tell him why you think he needs to change his certain way and how it affects you and your relationship with him. When you're done, let him talk and share his opinion. He might not agree completely with you but be kind to tolerate too. No man change overnight. Talk more on how to adjust and rearrange everything. While doing so don't be hesitant to apologise even if it's not your fault. It works and will gain you respect, I know because I do that.
So don't be afraid to voice out your thoughts, doubts, concern or fear. Bring it up - and find a solution. Be rational and argue in a civilised manner, I don't want some flying saucers over my head. It's OK to be angry but there's always a way for everyone to be happy winning and losing at the same time.
Till then, bye.....muah!!!
It's been tiring the whole week, we had thanksgiving prayer for my bro in-law who recently got promoted and transferred to Labuan Shell starting tomorrow! Man....I did deep-frying the whole day I even fried my thumb! Anyway back to the topic, what is it all about? Friend of mine sort of hit the rock with his wife over what I think is inane issue. So this post goes out to you D. Ladies and gentlemen can all benefit from this.
Well, most of us married couples don't talk much about issues because issues lead to argument and that is ugly. Be it money, time management, kids, hygiene or anything many couples simply avoid bringing up issues that can provoke disagreement. However by doing so, you are actually doing something called 'bottle-necking' and the burst is going to be messy.
I argue a lot with MrVai. I love him so much but still I hit on that red button every time I feel that he needs some correction and so does he. I never allow myself to go to sleep with unsolved issues. God gave you mouth and that voice so that you can speak for yourself. Women always act their way through and men hate that. Be realistic he can't read your mind! Just be careful on how are you going to bring it up.
Myself I prefer starting while I'm washing the dishes. Just an example for you because I think during that time I'll have my attention or anger channeled to the water, bubbles and plates. I'd be less critical and try not to be cynical. Cynical is what most men despise. It doesn't help solving anything but it fans on the anger. Focus on what wrong he did, not him as a person so be wise to say "I don't think gambling is good for our household economy" instead of "You gamble wayyyy to much we're close to broke". Address the issue spot-on as possible so avoid beating around the bush.
Once he gives you that attention, calm down and bring it to the table. Give him your points clearly and orderly so he can follow what you say. Tell him why you think he needs to change his certain way and how it affects you and your relationship with him. When you're done, let him talk and share his opinion. He might not agree completely with you but be kind to tolerate too. No man change overnight. Talk more on how to adjust and rearrange everything. While doing so don't be hesitant to apologise even if it's not your fault. It works and will gain you respect, I know because I do that.
So don't be afraid to voice out your thoughts, doubts, concern or fear. Bring it up - and find a solution. Be rational and argue in a civilised manner, I don't want some flying saucers over my head. It's OK to be angry but there's always a way for everyone to be happy winning and losing at the same time.
Till then, bye.....muah!!!
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
RINDUNYA!!!
stretch!!!!!!!!!!!!!! hiya! I miss you all!
hai...hai...hai!!!! anyway come join me buat page BAN KAK SOPIA FROM CALLING ALL RADIO STATION.
oh sudah lama ya saya tidak kemari...template baru gik ya, haha... ohai you guys! how are you all? ada sihat? mak sihat... kenapa ya lama tidak muncul? jeng-jeng-jeng!!!!
Masa pulang dari Kuching hari tu, almari nampak semak, yang baju berlipat jadi bergantung, adakah....YA!!! My dream became reality! Mr Vai memang menanti di rumah, mencuci kereta, beri memew makan dan menyiram bunga. The project ended early so contract pun habis awal. Oh if you wonder - he went diving this time, piloting ROV entah bila lagi. Itu menjawab speku si Ahmoi apa yang digali MrVai di laut sana. Dia tidak menggali utai, dia memantain utai, hehe. Hahaha... that kind of explain my silence, enjoying every minute with the beloved beloved. But now its World Cup or ballcup kata si Darien, I have some reason to spend some precious hours on my taman hati.
BabyJoy tengah tak sihat, busy jugak lah nursing anak lincah walaupun tengah sakit. This morning bangun tido mata melekat pula, kesian... Darien pun flu jugak, kalau tidur malam macam cute la pulak dua beradik tu berpegangan tangan and sleep with the same posture. Malam tadi tidur sebantal, awww... Yesterday Darien innocently suggest - esok we go stadium see ballcup k? Oh-Oh-Oh apa dia ingat nak pegi South Africa tu naik bas Kuala Baram saja kot.. So my precious friends, I'll be around reading and commenting now, cuma maybe agak busy to write a new and meaningful entry. With 3 monsters to mind it's a bit difficult to find time for myself even, sigh.
Have a nice day, you like my new template? Rasa fresh macam lepas mandi lah.
hai...hai...hai!!!! anyway come join me buat page BAN KAK SOPIA FROM CALLING ALL RADIO STATION.
oh sudah lama ya saya tidak kemari...template baru gik ya, haha... ohai you guys! how are you all? ada sihat? mak sihat... kenapa ya lama tidak muncul? jeng-jeng-jeng!!!!
Masa pulang dari Kuching hari tu, almari nampak semak, yang baju berlipat jadi bergantung, adakah....YA!!! My dream became reality! Mr Vai memang menanti di rumah, mencuci kereta, beri memew makan dan menyiram bunga. The project ended early so contract pun habis awal. Oh if you wonder - he went diving this time, piloting ROV entah bila lagi. Itu menjawab speku si Ahmoi apa yang digali MrVai di laut sana. Dia tidak menggali utai, dia memantain utai, hehe. Hahaha... that kind of explain my silence, enjoying every minute with the beloved beloved. But now its World Cup or ballcup kata si Darien, I have some reason to spend some precious hours on my taman hati.
BabyJoy tengah tak sihat, busy jugak lah nursing anak lincah walaupun tengah sakit. This morning bangun tido mata melekat pula, kesian... Darien pun flu jugak, kalau tidur malam macam cute la pulak dua beradik tu berpegangan tangan and sleep with the same posture. Malam tadi tidur sebantal, awww... Yesterday Darien innocently suggest - esok we go stadium see ballcup k? Oh-Oh-Oh apa dia ingat nak pegi South Africa tu naik bas Kuala Baram saja kot.. So my precious friends, I'll be around reading and commenting now, cuma maybe agak busy to write a new and meaningful entry. With 3 monsters to mind it's a bit difficult to find time for myself even, sigh.
Have a nice day, you like my new template? Rasa fresh macam lepas mandi lah.
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Feel Like Crying For No Reason?
A friend e-mailed to me, a real tear jerker. I just cry, my mom is now in heaven and I can really understand the kid. Let's cry together. sobs~
4 years ago, an accident took my beloved away and very often I wonder, how does my wife, who is now in the heavenly realm, feel right now? She must be feeling extremely sad for leaving a husband who is incapable to taking care of the house and the kid. 'cos that is the exact feeling that I have, as I feel that I have failed to provide for the physical and emotional needs of my child, and failed to be the dad and mum for my child.
There was one particular day, when I had an emergency at work. Hence, I had to leave home whilst my child was still sleeping. So thinking that there was still rice leftovers, I hastily cooked an egg and left after informing my sleepy child.
With the double roles, I am often exhausted at work as well as when I am home. So after a long day, I came home, totally drained of all energy. So with just a brief hug and kiss for my child, I went straight into the room, skipping dinner. However, when I jumped into my bed with intention of just having a well-deserved sleep, all i heard and felt was broken porcelain and warm liquid! I flipped open my blanket, and there lies the source of the 'problem'... a broken bowl with instant noodles and a mess on the bedsheet and blanket!
Boy, was I mad! I was so furious that I took a clothes hanger, charged straight at my child who was happily playing with his toy, and give him a good spanking! He merely cried but not asking for mercy, except a short explanation:
"Dad, I was hungry and there wasn't anymore leftover rice. But you were not back yet, hence I wanted to cook some instant noodles. But I remembered you reminding me not to touch or use the gas stove without any adults around, hence I turned on the shower and used the hot water from the bathroom to cook the noodles.. One is for you and the other is for me. However, I was
afraid that the noodles will turn cold, so I hid it under the blanket to keep it warm till you return. But I forgot to remind you 'cos I was playing with my toys...I am sorry Dad..."
At that moment, tears were starting to run down my cheeks...but I didn't want my son to see his dad crying so I dashed into the bathroom and cried with the shower head on to mask my cries. After that episode, I went towards my son to give him a tight hug and applied medication on him, while coaxing him to sleep. Then, it was time to clear up the mess on the bed. When everything was done and well past midnight, I passed my son's room, and saw that he was still crying, not from the pain on his little buttock, but from looking at the photograph of his beloved mummy.
A year has passed since the episode, I have tried, in this period, to focus on giving him both the love of his dad and mum, and to attend to most of his needs. And soon, he is turning seven, and will be graduating from kindergarten.. Fortunately, the incident did not leave a lasting impression on his childhood memories and he is still happily growing up.
However, not so long ago, I hit my boy again, with much regret. This time, his kindergarten teacher called, informing me of my son's absence from school. I took off early from work and went home, expecting him to explain. But he wasn't to be found, so I went around our house, calling out his name and eventually found him outside a stationery shop, happily playing computer games. I was fuming, brought him home and whack the hell out of him. He did
not retaliate, except to say, 'I am sorry, Dad'. But after much probing, I realized that it was a 'Talent Show' organized by his school and the invite is for every student's mummy. And that was the reason for his absence as he has no mummy.....
Few days after the caning, my son came home to tell me, the kindergarten has recently taught him how to read and write. Since then, he has kept to himself and stayed in his room to practise his writing, which I am sure, would make my wife proud, if she was still around. 'cos he makes me proud too!
Time passes by very quickly, and soon another year has passed. It's winter, and its Christmas time. Everywhere the christmas spirit is in every passer-by...Christmas carols and frantic shoppers....but alas, my son got into another trouble. When I was about to knock off from the day's work, the post office called. Due to the peak season, the post master was also on an edgy mood. He called to tell me that my son has attempted to post several letters with no addressee. Although I did make a promise never to hit my son again, I couldn't help but to hit him as I feel that this child of mine is really beyond control. Once again, as before, he apologized, ' I'm sorry, Dad' and no additional reason to explain. I pushed him towards a corner, went to the post office to collect the letters with no addressee and came home, and angrily questioned my son on his prank, during this time of the year.
His answer, amidst his sobbing, was : The letters were for Mummy.
My eyes grew teary, but I tried to control my emotions and continued to ask him: " But why did u post so many letters, at one time?" My son's reply was: " I have been writing to mummy for a long time, but each time I reach out for the post box, it was too high for me, hence I was not able to post the letters. But recently, when I went back to the postbox, I could reach it and I sent it all at once..."
After hearing this, I was lost. Lost at not knowing what to do, what to say.....
I told my son, " Son, mummy is in the heavenly kingdom, so in future, if you have anything to tell her, just burn the letter and it will reach mummy. My son, on hearing this, was much pacified and calm, and soon after, he was sleeping soundly. On promising that I will burn the letters on his behalf, I brought the letters outside, but couldnt help opening the letter before they turn to ash.
And one of the letters broke my heart....
Dear Mummy,
I miss you so much! Today, there was a ‘Talent Show' in school, and the school invited all mothers for the show. But you are not around, so I did not want to participate as well. I did not tell Dad about it as I was afraid that Dad would start to cry and miss you all over again. Dad went around looking for me, but in order to hide my sadness, I sat in front of the computer and started playing games at one of the shops. Dad was furious, and he couldnt help it but scolded and hit me, but I did not tell him the real reason. Mummy, everyday I see Dad missing you and whenever he think of you, he is so sad and often hide and cry in his room.. I think we both miss you very very much. Too much for our own good I think.. But Mummy, I am starting to forget your face. Can you please appear in my dreams so that I can see your face and remember you? I heard that if you fall asleep with the photograph of the person whom you miss, you will see the person in your dreams. But mummy, why havent you appear?
After reading the letter, I cant stop sobbing. 'cos I can never replace the irreplaceable gap left behind by my wife....
For the females with children:
Don't do so much overtime. If you cannot finish the work, it must be some kind of problems within the company, and it is not your sole problem. Feedback to your boss. Endless overtime may not necessary be the answer to the problem. Take care of your health so that you can treasure and take care of your little precious.
For the married men:
Drink less, smoke less, cos nothing can replace your good health, not even business nor clients.
Try thinking this way, are you able to work till your clients are totally dependent on you? or your boss is totally dependent on you? In this society, no one is indispensable. Take care of your health, so that you can take care of your little precious and your loved ones.
For those singles out there:
Beauty lies in loving yourself first. With confidence and loving yourself, you will see the beauty in other things around you. You will be able to work better and happier. Don't let your health be affected by your work or your boss, so nothing matters more than your well being.
4 years ago, an accident took my beloved away and very often I wonder, how does my wife, who is now in the heavenly realm, feel right now? She must be feeling extremely sad for leaving a husband who is incapable to taking care of the house and the kid. 'cos that is the exact feeling that I have, as I feel that I have failed to provide for the physical and emotional needs of my child, and failed to be the dad and mum for my child.
There was one particular day, when I had an emergency at work. Hence, I had to leave home whilst my child was still sleeping. So thinking that there was still rice leftovers, I hastily cooked an egg and left after informing my sleepy child.
With the double roles, I am often exhausted at work as well as when I am home. So after a long day, I came home, totally drained of all energy. So with just a brief hug and kiss for my child, I went straight into the room, skipping dinner. However, when I jumped into my bed with intention of just having a well-deserved sleep, all i heard and felt was broken porcelain and warm liquid! I flipped open my blanket, and there lies the source of the 'problem'... a broken bowl with instant noodles and a mess on the bedsheet and blanket!
Boy, was I mad! I was so furious that I took a clothes hanger, charged straight at my child who was happily playing with his toy, and give him a good spanking! He merely cried but not asking for mercy, except a short explanation:
"Dad, I was hungry and there wasn't anymore leftover rice. But you were not back yet, hence I wanted to cook some instant noodles. But I remembered you reminding me not to touch or use the gas stove without any adults around, hence I turned on the shower and used the hot water from the bathroom to cook the noodles.. One is for you and the other is for me. However, I was
afraid that the noodles will turn cold, so I hid it under the blanket to keep it warm till you return. But I forgot to remind you 'cos I was playing with my toys...I am sorry Dad..."
At that moment, tears were starting to run down my cheeks...but I didn't want my son to see his dad crying so I dashed into the bathroom and cried with the shower head on to mask my cries. After that episode, I went towards my son to give him a tight hug and applied medication on him, while coaxing him to sleep. Then, it was time to clear up the mess on the bed. When everything was done and well past midnight, I passed my son's room, and saw that he was still crying, not from the pain on his little buttock, but from looking at the photograph of his beloved mummy.
A year has passed since the episode, I have tried, in this period, to focus on giving him both the love of his dad and mum, and to attend to most of his needs. And soon, he is turning seven, and will be graduating from kindergarten.. Fortunately, the incident did not leave a lasting impression on his childhood memories and he is still happily growing up.
However, not so long ago, I hit my boy again, with much regret. This time, his kindergarten teacher called, informing me of my son's absence from school. I took off early from work and went home, expecting him to explain. But he wasn't to be found, so I went around our house, calling out his name and eventually found him outside a stationery shop, happily playing computer games. I was fuming, brought him home and whack the hell out of him. He did
not retaliate, except to say, 'I am sorry, Dad'. But after much probing, I realized that it was a 'Talent Show' organized by his school and the invite is for every student's mummy. And that was the reason for his absence as he has no mummy.....
Few days after the caning, my son came home to tell me, the kindergarten has recently taught him how to read and write. Since then, he has kept to himself and stayed in his room to practise his writing, which I am sure, would make my wife proud, if she was still around. 'cos he makes me proud too!
Time passes by very quickly, and soon another year has passed. It's winter, and its Christmas time. Everywhere the christmas spirit is in every passer-by...Christmas carols and frantic shoppers....but alas, my son got into another trouble. When I was about to knock off from the day's work, the post office called. Due to the peak season, the post master was also on an edgy mood. He called to tell me that my son has attempted to post several letters with no addressee. Although I did make a promise never to hit my son again, I couldn't help but to hit him as I feel that this child of mine is really beyond control. Once again, as before, he apologized, ' I'm sorry, Dad' and no additional reason to explain. I pushed him towards a corner, went to the post office to collect the letters with no addressee and came home, and angrily questioned my son on his prank, during this time of the year.
His answer, amidst his sobbing, was : The letters were for Mummy.
My eyes grew teary, but I tried to control my emotions and continued to ask him: " But why did u post so many letters, at one time?" My son's reply was: " I have been writing to mummy for a long time, but each time I reach out for the post box, it was too high for me, hence I was not able to post the letters. But recently, when I went back to the postbox, I could reach it and I sent it all at once..."
After hearing this, I was lost. Lost at not knowing what to do, what to say.....
I told my son, " Son, mummy is in the heavenly kingdom, so in future, if you have anything to tell her, just burn the letter and it will reach mummy. My son, on hearing this, was much pacified and calm, and soon after, he was sleeping soundly. On promising that I will burn the letters on his behalf, I brought the letters outside, but couldnt help opening the letter before they turn to ash.
And one of the letters broke my heart....
Dear Mummy,
I miss you so much! Today, there was a ‘Talent Show' in school, and the school invited all mothers for the show. But you are not around, so I did not want to participate as well. I did not tell Dad about it as I was afraid that Dad would start to cry and miss you all over again. Dad went around looking for me, but in order to hide my sadness, I sat in front of the computer and started playing games at one of the shops. Dad was furious, and he couldnt help it but scolded and hit me, but I did not tell him the real reason. Mummy, everyday I see Dad missing you and whenever he think of you, he is so sad and often hide and cry in his room.. I think we both miss you very very much. Too much for our own good I think.. But Mummy, I am starting to forget your face. Can you please appear in my dreams so that I can see your face and remember you? I heard that if you fall asleep with the photograph of the person whom you miss, you will see the person in your dreams. But mummy, why havent you appear?
After reading the letter, I cant stop sobbing. 'cos I can never replace the irreplaceable gap left behind by my wife....
For the females with children:
Don't do so much overtime. If you cannot finish the work, it must be some kind of problems within the company, and it is not your sole problem. Feedback to your boss. Endless overtime may not necessary be the answer to the problem. Take care of your health so that you can treasure and take care of your little precious.
For the married men:
Drink less, smoke less, cos nothing can replace your good health, not even business nor clients.
Try thinking this way, are you able to work till your clients are totally dependent on you? or your boss is totally dependent on you? In this society, no one is indispensable. Take care of your health, so that you can take care of your little precious and your loved ones.
For those singles out there:
Beauty lies in loving yourself first. With confidence and loving yourself, you will see the beauty in other things around you. You will be able to work better and happier. Don't let your health be affected by your work or your boss, so nothing matters more than your well being.
Sunday, May 9, 2010
MOTHER'S DAY
Mulakan harimu dengan sengihan - sungguh tak ikhlas. Ok mulakan harimu dengan senyuman.
Another day another story but today is a different story because it is not like every other day it is MUMMIES DAY - imagine zombified moms. I'm not going to sing praise about my mothering skills but I'll spin and tweak it a little to my own daily version. Being a mother to a hyper-vitagen-sugared-peanuts-protein 2 year old daughter and a stepmother (yes, you got it right) to an emo-rebel-potty mouthed 7 year old son is not FUN, it's both tiring and trying. While I'm likely to be the undesired police in the house my kids get along very well with each other, and their dad. There's no half sibling or step sibling in the house. Darrien and Joy are unseparable, put the daddy into the mix they will be ice kacang and leave me to be the straw- get what I mean?
Character breakdown starts with DADDY;
Very able in many ways - excellent cook, sporting clown, the 'yes you can' authority and practically the DON of the house. Our kids adore him, daddy can't be wrong-daddy is great-daddy is so cool-and whatever superb. If the kids have anything they wish to have, it's their daddy who gets the nudge and rants. When they play/which I'm not so good at, they bring down the house to rubble. Means...mommy will tidy up, it's OK, just play. I once go to sleep at 2 a.m. cleaning baby Joy's scribble on our kitchen wall and clear the kitchen after Darrien & Dad played Jamie Oliver. Daddy being nice decided to teman me cleaning and made me hot milo to end-and a good neck massage. His words always being 'you'll miss the moment' really helps me calm down. But still, when the need arises for him to be strict you'll see the kids making beeline behind me. I always smile at that scene.
Big Brother Darrien (he was 3 when we first met and peed on my lap, sleeping)
Potty-mouthed yes, BIG TIME. At 7 years old it is impossible to stop him from discovering foul words especially when this is the boy who travel 3 residences; our's, his mother's and the gramps. He has a lot of cousins and of various age range, a recipe to disastrous lingo. He's very aware of your every words or statement and that leads to an emo kid sitting on the stair if you don't watch what you say. A very certain personality he knows what he wants and if restrained will rebel his way through. His attention span is 5 mins. Give him a new toy he will get over with it the day after. No matter how expensive the toy is, it will still break down. He's with us mostly on weekends only so he gets free pass from being grounded. However he can be very sweet and considerate, taking care of baby Joy when he knows I'm too tired to run around the house after them both and doing chores at the same time. And very good looking too. Here's the lovely part, his mother refused for him to call me anything equaling to mother so he joined his dad calling me 'dear'. *adorable* imagine him calling me that at 17, priceless.
Baby Joy
This is the one baby to whom every nursery will close their door. Very hyperactive and super loud. She zips around like energizer bunny, climbing anything like spiderwho, thrash around like we have 3 maids at our disposal. Our own Picasso I think I'll paint our walls BLACK from tiring days cleaning walls and floor. Very cute with her naturally golong @ curly hair but I'd advise you not to be fooled by that, she bites and screams like screeching tires. I think she's auburn, lol. She eats a little but takes everything that comes her way. Chocolate @ chet is always available thanks to her designated Aunty Mamam. Her daddy introduced Coke to her months before her first birthday, with that amount of sugar...HYPER. Joy's vocabulary for now are very limited and somehow I found myself understanding among others
~17 months with her aunty Mamam~
Combine the 3 'monsters' we have a real life moniker of 'How To Train A Dragon' . I'm the trainer with 3 dragons. Their antics are impossible, their mess unbearable, the noise numbing but take one away and I'll be miserable. Like Mr Vai said, our life might be 'tonggang langgang' but we do have a wonderful one. Mothering may not be fun, but seeing the kids growing up great and at the right path is rewarding. I only hope I have enough patience and resource to face their teenage years. That I think will be more challenging, right now it's all naughty and cute. So far, I think I did just fine. Although everytime I end my day looking like mummy I surely did enjoy my day being mommy to my kids. There...
p.s: bah, apa lagi. yang single2 ya bila gik? on a side note, my birth mother died before I was 3, so my stepmom cared for me just about the same age I took Darrien. the similarity, I feel her.
Another day another story but today is a different story because it is not like every other day it is MUMMIES DAY - imagine zombified moms. I'm not going to sing praise about my mothering skills but I'll spin and tweak it a little to my own daily version. Being a mother to a hyper-vitagen-sugared-peanuts-protein 2 year old daughter and a stepmother (yes, you got it right) to an emo-rebel-potty mouthed 7 year old son is not FUN, it's both tiring and trying. While I'm likely to be the undesired police in the house my kids get along very well with each other, and their dad. There's no half sibling or step sibling in the house. Darrien and Joy are unseparable, put the daddy into the mix they will be ice kacang and leave me to be the straw- get what I mean?
Character breakdown starts with DADDY;
Very able in many ways - excellent cook, sporting clown, the 'yes you can' authority and practically the DON of the house. Our kids adore him, daddy can't be wrong-daddy is great-daddy is so cool-and whatever superb. If the kids have anything they wish to have, it's their daddy who gets the nudge and rants. When they play/which I'm not so good at, they bring down the house to rubble. Means...mommy will tidy up, it's OK, just play. I once go to sleep at 2 a.m. cleaning baby Joy's scribble on our kitchen wall and clear the kitchen after Darrien & Dad played Jamie Oliver. Daddy being nice decided to teman me cleaning and made me hot milo to end-and a good neck massage. His words always being 'you'll miss the moment' really helps me calm down. But still, when the need arises for him to be strict you'll see the kids making beeline behind me. I always smile at that scene.
Big Brother Darrien (he was 3 when we first met and peed on my lap, sleeping)
Potty-mouthed yes, BIG TIME. At 7 years old it is impossible to stop him from discovering foul words especially when this is the boy who travel 3 residences; our's, his mother's and the gramps. He has a lot of cousins and of various age range, a recipe to disastrous lingo. He's very aware of your every words or statement and that leads to an emo kid sitting on the stair if you don't watch what you say. A very certain personality he knows what he wants and if restrained will rebel his way through. His attention span is 5 mins. Give him a new toy he will get over with it the day after. No matter how expensive the toy is, it will still break down. He's with us mostly on weekends only so he gets free pass from being grounded. However he can be very sweet and considerate, taking care of baby Joy when he knows I'm too tired to run around the house after them both and doing chores at the same time. And very good looking too. Here's the lovely part, his mother refused for him to call me anything equaling to mother so he joined his dad calling me 'dear'. *adorable* imagine him calling me that at 17, priceless.
Baby Joy
This is the one baby to whom every nursery will close their door. Very hyperactive and super loud. She zips around like energizer bunny, climbing anything like spiderwho, thrash around like we have 3 maids at our disposal. Our own Picasso I think I'll paint our walls BLACK from tiring days cleaning walls and floor. Very cute with her naturally golong @ curly hair but I'd advise you not to be fooled by that, she bites and screams like screeching tires. I think she's auburn, lol. She eats a little but takes everything that comes her way. Chocolate @ chet is always available thanks to her designated Aunty Mamam. Her daddy introduced Coke to her months before her first birthday, with that amount of sugar...HYPER. Joy's vocabulary for now are very limited and somehow I found myself understanding among others
mam - eat / ding - drink / chet - chocolate / brrr - coke / kakut ya - takut ya
kakit - sakit / hee hoo - bathtime / smeyee - smelly / o'oi - sleep
kakit - sakit / hee hoo - bathtime / smeyee - smelly / o'oi - sleep
~17 months with her aunty Mamam~*relevan lah tu, the kotak was Happy Meal Box*
Combine the 3 'monsters' we have a real life moniker of 'How To Train A Dragon' . I'm the trainer with 3 dragons. Their antics are impossible, their mess unbearable, the noise numbing but take one away and I'll be miserable. Like Mr Vai said, our life might be 'tonggang langgang' but we do have a wonderful one. Mothering may not be fun, but seeing the kids growing up great and at the right path is rewarding. I only hope I have enough patience and resource to face their teenage years. That I think will be more challenging, right now it's all naughty and cute. So far, I think I did just fine. Although everytime I end my day looking like mummy I surely did enjoy my day being mommy to my kids. There...
Adorable kids+Cool Dad+Miserable Mom= Happy Family
HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY EVERYBODY
make it everyday
HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY EVERYBODY
make it everyday
p.s: bah, apa lagi. yang single2 ya bila gik? on a side note, my birth mother died before I was 3, so my stepmom cared for me just about the same age I took Darrien. the similarity, I feel her.
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
BABY JOY AND DADDY *update*
~Sedihnya rasa hati, Baby Joy birthday 17 Mei nanti, she'll turn 2 and guess what? Her beloved daddy won't be there blowing candles with her like yesteryear~
Perangai makin naughty, kobek-kobek and throwing tantrum and what nots I just can't seem to handle. Nak aku spank-kan nanti masa nangis dia psycho aku balik, calling her 'daddy', when she knows he isn't there. Tak ke sebak aku, rasa bersalah lagi ada. These two 'monsters' are so close I can't get my way with any one. If I 'pap' the daddy the baby will 'pap' me. If I scold the baby the daddy will animatedly 'pap' me to cheer baby up.
Now that the daddy is away I'm left with this guilty feeling whenever I have to discipline her 'a bit'. And I know Mr Vai misses Baby Joy more than he misses me. But when she's sleeping she looks so angelic and all my day's problem seems so distant. All the wonders of being a temporary single mum.
~ 6 months and napping with daddy~
~dear...I miss you!
Perangai makin naughty, kobek-kobek and throwing tantrum and what nots I just can't seem to handle. Nak aku spank-kan nanti masa nangis dia psycho aku balik, calling her 'daddy', when she knows he isn't there. Tak ke sebak aku, rasa bersalah lagi ada. These two 'monsters' are so close I can't get my way with any one. If I 'pap' the daddy the baby will 'pap' me. If I scold the baby the daddy will animatedly 'pap' me to cheer baby up.
Now that the daddy is away I'm left with this guilty feeling whenever I have to discipline her 'a bit'. And I know Mr Vai misses Baby Joy more than he misses me. But when she's sleeping she looks so angelic and all my day's problem seems so distant. All the wonders of being a temporary single mum.
~ 6 months and napping with daddy~*note the same sleeping posture*
~dear...I miss you!
Thursday, April 29, 2010
BILA MUDA & BERPANGKAT
Ohai again... How's your week going so far? It's Friday and officially almost a week since my last entry. Maaf ye, very unmotivated right now, walau penuh dengan idea tapi malas nya hanya THE ONE saja yang tahu. However short one today, something to share selepas insiden FB itu hari. Yang membaca sila ambik sebagai pengajaran dan peringatan. Aku terasa sebab bapak aku orang tua GAMEN yang tak berapa nak berpangkat sangat, chekgu je, takde degree pon, dah pencen pon...
Sebelum aku mencarut, aku mintak maaf dulu, entry ini aku tuju-tuju kat orang yang 'koma' saja. Yang ikhlas nak berkhidmat untuk negara macam Ahmoi sakit tu susah payah ajar anak-anak sengal kelas peralihan tak reti BM aku memang salut. Yang mana elok-elok dah jadi engineer tapi nak kerja GAMEN sebab memang itu niat dia nak berkhidmat untuk negara, baguslah. Yang berkhidmat di spetal macam MA Placebo tu pun aku sanjung, korang memang fabeles. Senang cakap kalau makan cili baru la rasa HOT & SPICY kan? Aku awal-awal buat scene pagi raya duduk mintak hampun kat korang yang tak bersalah. ' I mintak maaf, I tak sengaja'.
Generasi baru termasuk kita yang baby boomers ni memang bertuah, peluang sambung belajar sentiasa dan semakin terbuka luas. Nak melangkah ke LONDON dah tak impossipazel dah, nak lagi kalau ada seguni duit for winter bonfire. Sebab nak masuk UiTM sekarang ni memang peluang yang terbuka dan tak perlu ada IQ count 145 segala. Kolej swasta pun sekarang ini pun ada PTPTN bukan macam dulu nak kena biasiswa FAther-MA@mother. Pendek kata tak mustahil dah untuk individu itu memiliki segulung kertas yang entah sapa beri nama ijazah tu. Kertas yang kalau tak print apa-apa tu sama saja nilainya dengan kertas bungkus nasi lemak 50sen tu. Tinggal nak taknak je. Kalau taknak sambung belajar pun mungkin ada sebabnya, bukan sebab dia bodoh tolol with nano count of knowledge. Tak semua orang suka nak belajar sampai tua.
So kalau kamu ada degree sosiologi atau sains sosial atau lain-lain yang sebenarnya tak tau nak guna kat mana lepas tu mintak kerja GAMEN sebab takde firma di luar sana yang hengen hambek hengkau kerja, tak payah bangga tak bertempat kamu tu berpangkat. Bukan nak menghina ya, sebenarnya sikit sangat la degree holder yang 'ikhlas' jadi GAMENizer ni, sebab mostly apply kerja tu sebab degree tak laku. Kalau dah 2 tahun grad dan tak dapat kerja lagi, aku kasi kau gunting handbag COACH kesayangan aku tu, memang akan apply kerja GAMEN.
Dan lazimnya GAMEN akan kasi kau pangkat 'PENGUASA' ke atas lah, ikut ranking dalam jabatan kamu tu. Gred 41 biasa la tu. Tapi bila dah masuk kerja kau kena ingat, kau tu JUNIOR jugak. Kalau tak soal tatakerja, kau mentah jugak soal etika kerja. So keep yourself open to advices even from the seniors of staffs. Tak kisah la dia 11, 12, 17, 22 ke 26 tapi dia still a senior. Kalau taknak respect pangkat dia, respect UMUR dia. Dan jangan salahkan orang menegur kalau kamu memang salah. Especially kalau jabatan kamu tu ada uniform, kamu tu bawa bulan, bintang dan crown di bahu. Wajarlah kalau yang tua dan berpengalaman menegur kamu bila attitude tak match dengan status kamu sebagai pegawai kanan. Ini tak, status FB jugak kamu siarkan. Yang kamu pegi ganyang orang segala gred tu apahal. Lepas tu sedap je mulut cakap orang 'masa kecik suruh belajar tak mau'. Habis tu kalau semua jadi bos sapa nak jadi kuli?
Aku bukan apa bila tak puas hati ni, tak semua orang yang berkelayakan tu bertuah apply sesuatu jawatan dan dapat pangkat yang selayaknya dengan qualification. Kadang-kadang yang ada diploma pun terpaksa guna scale SPM je mintak kerja, dah itu je jawatan yang bukak. Ada jugak yang berdegree, masters, cuma tak belajar untuk naik pangkat. Tapi kalau kau berpangkat, kau tak payah la pegi hina orang bawahan kau. Konon yang makan cili terasa pedas, memanglah... Tak semua orang bertuah dapat jadi bos umur muda macam kau. Bersyukur sudahlah, jangan hina pulak orang yang tak berapa nak bertuah. What more kalau orang tua yang kau carut-carut tu, dia macam mak bapak kau la sacrifice nak hantar anak-anak dia yang baya-baya kau tu sambung belajar tinggi-tinggi sampai atas gunung. Tak kisah la dia takde degree, tapi kau tau ke anak dia nanti jadi ape? Doktornya, engineernya, saintisnya? Ntah2 degree diorang lagi best dari degree kau.
Bagi aku kita sekarang ni bertuah, we're the fortunate young and successful generation. Tapi pada masa yang sama kita ada adab sopan budaya bangsa, yang tua dihormati itu pasti. Jangan bangga sangat dengan gred BOS kamu, sebab di luar nanti kamu akan bekerja dengan public, staff kamu yang hadap dengan public. Kalau diorang tak beri kerjasama, boleh jalan ke kerja. Still you owe it to the kuli. Ingat selalu, to be respected you have to respect others firsts. And in almost any situation, you EARN respect. I know comment section Dukun mungkin akan berbunyi 'The Boss Is Never Wrong' tapi to me 'Nobody Is Always Right'.
Sebelum aku mencarut, aku mintak maaf dulu, entry ini aku tuju-tuju kat orang yang 'koma' saja. Yang ikhlas nak berkhidmat untuk negara macam Ahmoi sakit tu susah payah ajar anak-anak sengal kelas peralihan tak reti BM aku memang salut. Yang mana elok-elok dah jadi engineer tapi nak kerja GAMEN sebab memang itu niat dia nak berkhidmat untuk negara, baguslah. Yang berkhidmat di spetal macam MA Placebo tu pun aku sanjung, korang memang fabeles. Senang cakap kalau makan cili baru la rasa HOT & SPICY kan? Aku awal-awal buat scene pagi raya duduk mintak hampun kat korang yang tak bersalah. ' I mintak maaf, I tak sengaja'.
Generasi baru termasuk kita yang baby boomers ni memang bertuah, peluang sambung belajar sentiasa dan semakin terbuka luas. Nak melangkah ke LONDON dah tak impossipazel dah, nak lagi kalau ada seguni duit for winter bonfire. Sebab nak masuk UiTM sekarang ni memang peluang yang terbuka dan tak perlu ada IQ count 145 segala. Kolej swasta pun sekarang ini pun ada PTPTN bukan macam dulu nak kena biasiswa FAther-MA@mother. Pendek kata tak mustahil dah untuk individu itu memiliki segulung kertas yang entah sapa beri nama ijazah tu. Kertas yang kalau tak print apa-apa tu sama saja nilainya dengan kertas bungkus nasi lemak 50sen tu. Tinggal nak taknak je. Kalau taknak sambung belajar pun mungkin ada sebabnya, bukan sebab dia bodoh tolol with nano count of knowledge. Tak semua orang suka nak belajar sampai tua.
So kalau kamu ada degree sosiologi atau sains sosial atau lain-lain yang sebenarnya tak tau nak guna kat mana lepas tu mintak kerja GAMEN sebab takde firma di luar sana yang hengen hambek hengkau kerja, tak payah bangga tak bertempat kamu tu berpangkat. Bukan nak menghina ya, sebenarnya sikit sangat la degree holder yang 'ikhlas' jadi GAMENizer ni, sebab mostly apply kerja tu sebab degree tak laku. Kalau dah 2 tahun grad dan tak dapat kerja lagi, aku kasi kau gunting handbag COACH kesayangan aku tu, memang akan apply kerja GAMEN.
Dan lazimnya GAMEN akan kasi kau pangkat 'PENGUASA' ke atas lah, ikut ranking dalam jabatan kamu tu. Gred 41 biasa la tu. Tapi bila dah masuk kerja kau kena ingat, kau tu JUNIOR jugak. Kalau tak soal tatakerja, kau mentah jugak soal etika kerja. So keep yourself open to advices even from the seniors of staffs. Tak kisah la dia 11, 12, 17, 22 ke 26 tapi dia still a senior. Kalau taknak respect pangkat dia, respect UMUR dia. Dan jangan salahkan orang menegur kalau kamu memang salah. Especially kalau jabatan kamu tu ada uniform, kamu tu bawa bulan, bintang dan crown di bahu. Wajarlah kalau yang tua dan berpengalaman menegur kamu bila attitude tak match dengan status kamu sebagai pegawai kanan. Ini tak, status FB jugak kamu siarkan. Yang kamu pegi ganyang orang segala gred tu apahal. Lepas tu sedap je mulut cakap orang 'masa kecik suruh belajar tak mau'. Habis tu kalau semua jadi bos sapa nak jadi kuli?
Aku bukan apa bila tak puas hati ni, tak semua orang yang berkelayakan tu bertuah apply sesuatu jawatan dan dapat pangkat yang selayaknya dengan qualification. Kadang-kadang yang ada diploma pun terpaksa guna scale SPM je mintak kerja, dah itu je jawatan yang bukak. Ada jugak yang berdegree, masters, cuma tak belajar untuk naik pangkat. Tapi kalau kau berpangkat, kau tak payah la pegi hina orang bawahan kau. Konon yang makan cili terasa pedas, memanglah... Tak semua orang bertuah dapat jadi bos umur muda macam kau. Bersyukur sudahlah, jangan hina pulak orang yang tak berapa nak bertuah. What more kalau orang tua yang kau carut-carut tu, dia macam mak bapak kau la sacrifice nak hantar anak-anak dia yang baya-baya kau tu sambung belajar tinggi-tinggi sampai atas gunung. Tak kisah la dia takde degree, tapi kau tau ke anak dia nanti jadi ape? Doktornya, engineernya, saintisnya? Ntah2 degree diorang lagi best dari degree kau.
Bagi aku kita sekarang ni bertuah, we're the fortunate young and successful generation. Tapi pada masa yang sama kita ada adab sopan budaya bangsa, yang tua dihormati itu pasti. Jangan bangga sangat dengan gred BOS kamu, sebab di luar nanti kamu akan bekerja dengan public, staff kamu yang hadap dengan public. Kalau diorang tak beri kerjasama, boleh jalan ke kerja. Still you owe it to the kuli. Ingat selalu, to be respected you have to respect others firsts. And in almost any situation, you EARN respect. I know comment section Dukun mungkin akan berbunyi 'The Boss Is Never Wrong' tapi to me 'Nobody Is Always Right'.
Sunday, April 25, 2010
'Elak Cerai Berai Terbarai'
4 hari...menderita sakit rindu, ubatnya pun lama lagi nak pulang. :(
Ohai Sunday people, don't you have any better thing to do on this lovely day instead of reading my piece of shoot? hehe...It's OK I understand buggers like you, I'm writing my entry this SUNDAY , get what I mean? OK--OK--mari cakap BM. Cakap BMS nanti Uncle Lee tak faham. Englosh pon korang malas nak baca, pastu taknak komeng, pastu aku rasa post aku tak best, pastu start random post cerita pasal hari nak hujan dan baju aku basah kena tumpah milo. Walhal blog ini sepatutnya rasa macam diary, korang tak baca pun takpa no'.
Dah...dah... Hari ini aku nak beri korang tips 'Elak Cerai Berai Terbarai' kat korang, actually boleh apply to kekasih jugak. Tips ini penting sebab kalau masa gaduh tu senang-senang taik ayam je nak maki hamun kekasih kita ye. Walaupun tahu hati pasangan kita tu macam bunga lalang, kalau ditiup akan melayang jauh-jauh susah nak tangkap. Silap haribulan hinggap kat taman lain. Masa tu nak kata apa? Marah kita ni macam angin, kalau membadai adalah korbannya. Wah...bermadah wei! Tapi kalau memang jodoh tak ada tak apalah...asal dah mencuba mempertahankan mahligai semi-D yang kita bina bersama. Cari jelah banglo baru.
Baiklah ; macam biasa mak hayam mulakan lesson hari ini dengan MARAH itu sendiri. Dengar pun buat kita sakit hati kan? Best ke marah-marah? Apa hasilnya? To me cuma sakit hati sahaja, and like wise people said, never sleep with anger. Bangun pagi muka akan berkerut macam umur 70 tahun. Nasihat ini khususnya penting untuk pasangan yang sudah berkahwin. Sebolehnya selesaikan masalah kamu, kecil atau besar sebelum kamu tidur.
OK MARAH ; ketika ini darah akan menyerbu otak kita, jantung akan berdegup macam nak gila, muka jadi panas, otak jadi tak waras, mulut akan mencarut, and oops! tangan jadi ringan. By that time it's almost too late. Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned, kalau perempuan merajuk susah nak pujuk. Kalau lelaki merajuk? Adeh...mintak simpang malaikat 44. Tak mahu la cinta terputus di tengah jalan, sesat di simpang, sangkut dalam jam, semput di tangga, terkunci dalam lift. Btw kenapa ye marriage dipanggil rumah tangga? ehehe...
PERTAMA : Masa tengah naik hantu, seeloknya jauhkan diri masing-masing sekejap. Sekejap ye anak-anak bukan lama-lama. Kalau gaduh-gaduh manja tu amik la masa sejam dua bermain di verandah rumah, menyanyi dalam kereta, pegi minum gerai mamak. Tapi kalau kes besar sampai nak ke pejabat kadi tu, amik masa seminggu bercuti SENDIRIAN. Beri ruang untuk hati kita rindu semula. Untuk 2 orang yang sedang marah berada dalam radius yang sama samalah seperti berdiri tengah highway. Disaster!
KEDUA : Ingat semula apa yang mengikat kalian berdua. Saat-saat indah dahulu tu cuba ingat balik, walaupun sidia dah mungkin berubah, kaji semula kenapa dia berubah. Mungkin kita pun menyumbang kepada situasi hodoh yang berlaku.
KETIGA : Kaji semula apa yang sebenarnya kamu marahkan. Mungkin masalah sebenar adalah KITA sendiri. Buang ego jauh-jauh sewaktu muhasabah diri ye? Ego tu buat kita buta dan enggan mengaku salah.
KEEMPAT : Bincang. Kan senang kalau dapat berbincang dengan kepala yang ringan dan sejuk. Kalau boleh minta maaflah walaupun bukan kamu yang mulakan. Cari dan buka jalan perdamaian, somebody have to start somewhere. At least agree to disagree is a meeting point. Dan kalau memang adalah kesilapan kamu, make it a point to never do it again.
KELIMA : Berbaik semula, bermula dengan kaunseling. Bila dah OK tu, dating lagi lah. Pupuk semula bunga cinta kamu yang dah layu kena panas gurun tu. Re-ignite the Fire, Fan the Flame. Jangan malu untuk bercinta lagi kerana kita berubah dengan usia, tidak bermakna kita diam sebumbung tidur sekatil bergolek sama-sama kita sudah kenal pasangan kita sepenuhnya. Sentiasa bercakap, kenalkan diri kamu kepada pasangan, sidia tu bukannya psikik dapat baca hati kamu.
KEENAM : Gembirakan dirimu, bila kamu gembira hubungan dengan pasangan kamu juga pasti berjalan dengan baik. Jangan paksa diri kamu suka apa yang sidia suka. Have some ME time, be with your own friends. Do what you like. Just watch your limit, make sure you don't hurt or neglect your partner along the way.
Ha...anak-anak hayam semua. Itulah dia nasihat mak kali ini ye. Bukan apa kebelakangan ini suka sangat buat entry tips dan petua, saja berkongsi pengetahuan kaunseling yang sedikit di dada mak ni. Dada mak ni kembang semangkuk jer. ehek! Mak kalau boleh nak sambung belajar psikologi, lama lagi la. Saja untuk pengetahuan sendiri. Mak takla sempurna segala segi, ada jugak cubaan dan dugaan, but it all amount to a bittersweet relationship I'd like to cherish forever.
So u'ols, ketahuilah, tak semua cinta itu akan berakhir bahagia dan bahagia pun kalau tak dijaga berakhir juga. Dan tak cukup kalau sebelah pihak sahaja menjaga hati, it takes two to tango, salsa, cha-cha. Kalau nak sorang-sorang sila belajar poco-poco yer? Bah, jaga dirimu disana!
Dah...dah... Hari ini aku nak beri korang tips 'Elak Cerai Berai Terbarai' kat korang, actually boleh apply to kekasih jugak. Tips ini penting sebab kalau masa gaduh tu senang-senang taik ayam je nak maki hamun kekasih kita ye. Walaupun tahu hati pasangan kita tu macam bunga lalang, kalau ditiup akan melayang jauh-jauh susah nak tangkap. Silap haribulan hinggap kat taman lain. Masa tu nak kata apa? Marah kita ni macam angin, kalau membadai adalah korbannya. Wah...bermadah wei! Tapi kalau memang jodoh tak ada tak apalah...asal dah mencuba mempertahankan mahligai semi-D yang kita bina bersama. Cari jelah banglo baru.
Baiklah ; macam biasa mak hayam mulakan lesson hari ini dengan MARAH itu sendiri. Dengar pun buat kita sakit hati kan? Best ke marah-marah? Apa hasilnya? To me cuma sakit hati sahaja, and like wise people said, never sleep with anger. Bangun pagi muka akan berkerut macam umur 70 tahun. Nasihat ini khususnya penting untuk pasangan yang sudah berkahwin. Sebolehnya selesaikan masalah kamu, kecil atau besar sebelum kamu tidur.
OK MARAH ; ketika ini darah akan menyerbu otak kita, jantung akan berdegup macam nak gila, muka jadi panas, otak jadi tak waras, mulut akan mencarut, and oops! tangan jadi ringan. By that time it's almost too late. Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned, kalau perempuan merajuk susah nak pujuk. Kalau lelaki merajuk? Adeh...mintak simpang malaikat 44. Tak mahu la cinta terputus di tengah jalan, sesat di simpang, sangkut dalam jam, semput di tangga, terkunci dalam lift. Btw kenapa ye marriage dipanggil rumah tangga? ehehe...
PERTAMA : Masa tengah naik hantu, seeloknya jauhkan diri masing-masing sekejap. Sekejap ye anak-anak bukan lama-lama. Kalau gaduh-gaduh manja tu amik la masa sejam dua bermain di verandah rumah, menyanyi dalam kereta, pegi minum gerai mamak. Tapi kalau kes besar sampai nak ke pejabat kadi tu, amik masa seminggu bercuti SENDIRIAN. Beri ruang untuk hati kita rindu semula. Untuk 2 orang yang sedang marah berada dalam radius yang sama samalah seperti berdiri tengah highway. Disaster!
KEDUA : Ingat semula apa yang mengikat kalian berdua. Saat-saat indah dahulu tu cuba ingat balik, walaupun sidia dah mungkin berubah, kaji semula kenapa dia berubah. Mungkin kita pun menyumbang kepada situasi hodoh yang berlaku.
KETIGA : Kaji semula apa yang sebenarnya kamu marahkan. Mungkin masalah sebenar adalah KITA sendiri. Buang ego jauh-jauh sewaktu muhasabah diri ye? Ego tu buat kita buta dan enggan mengaku salah.
KEEMPAT : Bincang. Kan senang kalau dapat berbincang dengan kepala yang ringan dan sejuk. Kalau boleh minta maaflah walaupun bukan kamu yang mulakan. Cari dan buka jalan perdamaian, somebody have to start somewhere. At least agree to disagree is a meeting point. Dan kalau memang adalah kesilapan kamu, make it a point to never do it again.
KELIMA : Berbaik semula, bermula dengan kaunseling. Bila dah OK tu, dating lagi lah. Pupuk semula bunga cinta kamu yang dah layu kena panas gurun tu. Re-ignite the Fire, Fan the Flame. Jangan malu untuk bercinta lagi kerana kita berubah dengan usia, tidak bermakna kita diam sebumbung tidur sekatil bergolek sama-sama kita sudah kenal pasangan kita sepenuhnya. Sentiasa bercakap, kenalkan diri kamu kepada pasangan, sidia tu bukannya psikik dapat baca hati kamu.
KEENAM : Gembirakan dirimu, bila kamu gembira hubungan dengan pasangan kamu juga pasti berjalan dengan baik. Jangan paksa diri kamu suka apa yang sidia suka. Have some ME time, be with your own friends. Do what you like. Just watch your limit, make sure you don't hurt or neglect your partner along the way.
Ha...anak-anak hayam semua. Itulah dia nasihat mak kali ini ye. Bukan apa kebelakangan ini suka sangat buat entry tips dan petua, saja berkongsi pengetahuan kaunseling yang sedikit di dada mak ni. Dada mak ni kembang semangkuk jer. ehek! Mak kalau boleh nak sambung belajar psikologi, lama lagi la. Saja untuk pengetahuan sendiri. Mak takla sempurna segala segi, ada jugak cubaan dan dugaan, but it all amount to a bittersweet relationship I'd like to cherish forever.
So u'ols, ketahuilah, tak semua cinta itu akan berakhir bahagia dan bahagia pun kalau tak dijaga berakhir juga. Dan tak cukup kalau sebelah pihak sahaja menjaga hati, it takes two to tango, salsa, cha-cha. Kalau nak sorang-sorang sila belajar poco-poco yer? Bah, jaga dirimu disana!
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
CINTA ANUGERAH TERINDAH
Kasihan paduhal Ahmoi sakit, mun ndak sik ku gago menggagah dirik speku nya ada sesi dating-mating ngan Mr bin Abdullah. Hehe...bukan aku sorang nak? Kawan-kawan lain pun asa ku speku juak. Rupa-rupanya sakit ngembak ngail. Semoga cepat sembuh k? Olalala...kesian...
Maka dengan itu kubukak cerita bahawa aku sakit juak. Sik la sakit teruk sampey sik larat oh, choi!!! Sik sihat ala-ala manja jak gitu, atchium-atchium jak. Last Sunday bangun tido alu start berkasik, geruk asa skres, maka start la asa mah nyawa, sikda selera makan kak ya sik bertenaga. Tapi ya bukan la isi kandungan buku teks k? Tajuk sebenar hari ini ialah kaitan kasih-sayang dengan kesihatan.
Y'all tauk kan, laki ku sikda di sisi kinek, paling menyesakkan recent update madah nya tambah period kerja to 120-150 days approx. Alu semput dada I.
Ok, back to our topic, berdasarkan kajian, orang yang berpasangan lebih sihat berbanding orang single. Maksudnya, paras hormon happy a.k.a endorfin dalam badan kita sentiasa terhasil akibat ransangan rasa bahagia dari daily gestures like hugging, touching, etc...yang aku malu mok tulis sini. Kajian sentiasa membuktikan individu yang gembira adalah lebih terhindar dari jangkitan bakteria atau virus-virus yang merbahaya, ke berbahaya, ada cikgu BM sik mok correct aku?
Kajian Kes : Mr Vai jauh, sikda orang sayang me everyday, sikda orang make proper breakfast sebelum turun kerja sebab bininya gago conteng muka, sikda orang berik hug lamak-lamak just to say it's OK when problems come up. Sebab yalah aku kenak selesema, sore throat and might be cold fever hanya setelah Mr Vai e-mailed me about his extended working days.
Passionate kisses are good for your oral health!It’s not all doom and gloom. Research into passionate kissing has uncovered many valuable health benefits. Healthier mouth, saliva contains substances that fight bacteria, viruses and fungi. Deep kissing increases the flow of saliva, which helps to keep the mouth, teeth and gums healthy.
Kajian Kes : Sikkan aku mok cium tokey mi kolok ya... isk...
Love is always good for your heart. When with your loved ones your blood pressure goes down, allowing better reasoning and keeping anger at bay. Good blood pressure means good heart condition.
Kajian Kes : Bila sang Arjuna jauh di mata, jiwa mala jak datang moha. Asa emosi lalu mok ngansa' jak nyawa. Hilang pen pun emosi, sungguh tidak munasabah. Selalu macam tok boleh sakit jantung seh.
Love makes you put more regard on your health status. You will want to be around longer so you put effort in securing good health.
Kajian Kes : Kenak aku peratikan, laki aku ya makin Tall, Dark and Gendut jak oh... Ok at least rasa sayang antara kami 2 dah memotivasikan nya eksesais, start jogging yang lamak sik diamal, makan oat untuk kurangkan kolestrol dan berusaha berhenti merokok.
Love makes you look good. Actually, cinta tok molah kita 'feel' good. Secara tak langsung akan membuatkan kita glow. Seri kata orang, cuba nanga muka bakal pengantin, kacak sik?
Kajian Kes : Sikboh molah kajian, I nang sentiasa Hot Gojes and Fabeles. hehe...hik-hik..
Bagaimana Untuk Memupuk Kasih Sayang
SENTIASA BERKOMUNIKASI
-walau jauh travelling, kita ada sms, video call, e-mail, so apa cara sekalipun sentiasa lah cari jalan untuk berkomunikasi. Kalau berdekatan eloklah diamalkan meluangkan masa bercakap berdua hati ke hati. Quality time kata orang.
SENTIASA COMPLIMENT EACH OTHER
-jangan kedekut pujian, kalau masa bergerek selalu memuji, dah kawen tu teruskan lah... Apa salahnya puji, 'nyaman laksa tok yang...kalah laksa di kedey' ndak ka kembang dada bini mendengarnya?
CIPTA HOBI TERSENDIRI
-unik untuk anda berdua, suka pangku-memangku kah, cari kutu laki kah, cat kuku bini kah, manicure/pedicure laki kah, something intimate, untuk men'sweet'kan perhubungan.
TERIMA KEKURANGAN PASANGAN
-jangan kelebihan ajak. sayangi pasangan kita sepenuhnya.
CIPTA HUBUNGAN HARMONI DENGAN KELUARGA SIDIA
-percayalah, semua yang sudah berkahwin akan mengakui hakikat tok. keluarga pasangan kita menyumbang kepada keharmonian hubungan kita laki-bini.
Sekian tips-tips untuk hari ini, nyawa agik malas tok mok menghurai, cintai dirimu sayangi cintamu.
Maka dengan itu kubukak cerita bahawa aku sakit juak. Sik la sakit teruk sampey sik larat oh, choi!!! Sik sihat ala-ala manja jak gitu, atchium-atchium jak. Last Sunday bangun tido alu start berkasik, geruk asa skres, maka start la asa mah nyawa, sikda selera makan kak ya sik bertenaga. Tapi ya bukan la isi kandungan buku teks k? Tajuk sebenar hari ini ialah kaitan kasih-sayang dengan kesihatan.
Y'all tauk kan, laki ku sikda di sisi kinek, paling menyesakkan recent update madah nya tambah period kerja to 120-150 days approx. Alu semput dada I.
Ok, back to our topic, berdasarkan kajian, orang yang berpasangan lebih sihat berbanding orang single. Maksudnya, paras hormon happy a.k.a endorfin dalam badan kita sentiasa terhasil akibat ransangan rasa bahagia dari daily gestures like hugging, touching, etc...yang aku malu mok tulis sini. Kajian sentiasa membuktikan individu yang gembira adalah lebih terhindar dari jangkitan bakteria atau virus-virus yang merbahaya, ke berbahaya, ada cikgu BM sik mok correct aku?
Kajian Kes : Mr Vai jauh, sikda orang sayang me everyday, sikda orang make proper breakfast sebelum turun kerja sebab bininya gago conteng muka, sikda orang berik hug lamak-lamak just to say it's OK when problems come up. Sebab yalah aku kenak selesema, sore throat and might be cold fever hanya setelah Mr Vai e-mailed me about his extended working days.
Passionate kisses are good for your oral health!It’s not all doom and gloom. Research into passionate kissing has uncovered many valuable health benefits. Healthier mouth, saliva contains substances that fight bacteria, viruses and fungi. Deep kissing increases the flow of saliva, which helps to keep the mouth, teeth and gums healthy.
Kajian Kes : Sikkan aku mok cium tokey mi kolok ya... isk...
Love is always good for your heart. When with your loved ones your blood pressure goes down, allowing better reasoning and keeping anger at bay. Good blood pressure means good heart condition.
Kajian Kes : Bila sang Arjuna jauh di mata, jiwa mala jak datang moha. Asa emosi lalu mok ngansa' jak nyawa. Hilang pen pun emosi, sungguh tidak munasabah. Selalu macam tok boleh sakit jantung seh.
Love makes you put more regard on your health status. You will want to be around longer so you put effort in securing good health.
Kajian Kes : Kenak aku peratikan, laki aku ya makin Tall, Dark and Gendut jak oh... Ok at least rasa sayang antara kami 2 dah memotivasikan nya eksesais, start jogging yang lamak sik diamal, makan oat untuk kurangkan kolestrol dan berusaha berhenti merokok.
Love makes you look good. Actually, cinta tok molah kita 'feel' good. Secara tak langsung akan membuatkan kita glow. Seri kata orang, cuba nanga muka bakal pengantin, kacak sik?
Kajian Kes : Sikboh molah kajian, I nang sentiasa Hot Gojes and Fabeles. hehe...hik-hik..
Bagaimana Untuk Memupuk Kasih Sayang
SENTIASA BERKOMUNIKASI
-walau jauh travelling, kita ada sms, video call, e-mail, so apa cara sekalipun sentiasa lah cari jalan untuk berkomunikasi. Kalau berdekatan eloklah diamalkan meluangkan masa bercakap berdua hati ke hati. Quality time kata orang.
SENTIASA COMPLIMENT EACH OTHER
-jangan kedekut pujian, kalau masa bergerek selalu memuji, dah kawen tu teruskan lah... Apa salahnya puji, 'nyaman laksa tok yang...kalah laksa di kedey' ndak ka kembang dada bini mendengarnya?
CIPTA HOBI TERSENDIRI
-unik untuk anda berdua, suka pangku-memangku kah, cari kutu laki kah, cat kuku bini kah, manicure/pedicure laki kah, something intimate, untuk men'sweet'kan perhubungan.
TERIMA KEKURANGAN PASANGAN
-jangan kelebihan ajak. sayangi pasangan kita sepenuhnya.
CIPTA HUBUNGAN HARMONI DENGAN KELUARGA SIDIA
-percayalah, semua yang sudah berkahwin akan mengakui hakikat tok. keluarga pasangan kita menyumbang kepada keharmonian hubungan kita laki-bini.
Sekian tips-tips untuk hari ini, nyawa agik malas tok mok menghurai, cintai dirimu sayangi cintamu.
Sunday, April 11, 2010
Entry Jiwa Yang Miang
Aku tahu aku tengah emo, tapi something terjadi bikin aku sengih-sengih gagahkan diri buat entry baru. So enjoy yek?
Bermula topik hari ini let me cherita how I was back at school. My hair was frizzy and bad hair day was everyday. I had 1 missing front tooth which made me look funny and dorky. I always avoid wearing glasses until Form 6, then my degree got worse. Seriously sikit lagi macam Ugly Betty.
Bermula topik hari ini let me cherita how I was back at school. My hair was frizzy and bad hair day was everyday. I had 1 missing front tooth which made me look funny and dorky. I always avoid wearing glasses until Form 6, then my degree got worse. Seriously sikit lagi macam Ugly Betty.
I was a chirpy one, somehow many found me annoying. I fear not making bold statements thus creating unwanted enemies. But I don't care. Most boys stayed away from me, and I had very few girlfriends. Not so fun teen days, being a school prefect doesn't help either. So I assume there are no admirers.1
Terkayang-kayang (yer...merayau-rayau, betul kah?) dalam facebook hari ini aku jumpa seorang insan/mamat yang pernah jadi schoolmate/classmate/playmate-err. Terjadi la insiden 'add as friend' and then terus chat sekejap. Last kitorang jumpa masa Form 5 dulu, itupun tak sama kelas he being the superior brain performance and me the one notch lower. Mamat ni dulu pendiam, diam sangat kadang-kadang answer dia cuma angguk dan geleng sahaja. Jarang sangat nak tengok dia hoo-haa, kecuali kalau dia salah makan. Hehe... And this guy is VERY smart, dalam top 7 achiever di sekolah la jugak. So when we found each other dalam FB terjadi la chat berikut, swear to GOD Mr Vai shouldn't know. *ada ubahsuai ye...so lebih kurang jak
L: i sik recognize u lah, u look different now, mengancam...
Me: oh u flaterer, I am flat on the floor dah. bet u learned and now a gentleman
L: well, tapi sik la kasanova, I was your silent admirer back at school u know?
Me: apa sejak 2 menjak I tukar gambar profile everybody seem to be my 'secret admirer' dah... I thought back then u boys hate me.
L: well, not me, I like u.
2
This other guy cuma pernah Form 1 saja before switching school. Smart too as he started Form 1 with Petronas full scholarship. He hated my hair, hated my guts and last night confessed that he too, was my secret admirer.
G: aku sik suka bila kau sik senyum mun kenak anok, but actually I hated you because I was not at your level. u were so confident, I was scared of u.
Me: well I never knew.
G: aku sik suka bila kau sik senyum mun kenak anok, but actually I hated you because I was not at your level. u were so confident, I was scared of u.
Me: well I never knew.
KONKLUSINYA
These guys are now successful in their career, yang sorang makin hensem, mata sepet, selebih chat content adalah sama, regretting their choice of being only silent admirer. They could have stood a chance of 'having' me, now they see morphed from an ugly duckling to a pretty swan(yer...sempat puji dirik) if they acted sooner. Both said sayangnya you dah tak available. Well, hakikatnya begitu, selalunya yang hodoh, tembam, sepet, hitam,bangang, nerd, dorky, pendiam masa zaman sekolah dulu might likely be the successful, hansome, rich, witty, charming, pretty, hot, gojes and fabulous. You never know. Pengajarannya, kalau AWAK berkenan dengan seseorang, luahkan biar dia tahu. Kalau dah terlambat nanti gigit jari sampai kudung, apa retinya? And for those yang masih hodoh-tembam-sepet-hitam-bangang-nerd-dorky-pendiam, don't despair, masih ada masa untuk awak untuk BLOOM sampai mana tahu jadi...
OMG macam Orlandoo Bloom ke,
WEWIIT macam Liv Tyler ke.
We never know...
Tapi dah borak-borak dengan Ashley, I have to agree. Kadang-kadang rekindled relationship tok boleh menggugat rasa jiwa dan raga, tapi jangan sampai salah langkah. What you have now is the one you need to appreciate more than the past. Walau sehensem mana pun jejaka dalam FB kamu itu, walau dia jadi engineer gaji ribu-riban, walau secantik mana pun kawan lama awak itu dalam FB because we girls sure know how to manipulate camera angles to accentuate our assets if wished. Camwhoring is what we do best so watch out. What you see isn't necessarily what you'll get.
Kalau ada pasangan 'sekarang' yang menghargai, menyayangi, setia dan sanggup berkorban jaga kamu berhingus tak bangun katil seminggu, cuci seluar dalam kamu sebab kamu tak larat, tak malu beli pad or tampon untuk kamu masa emergency, yang tahu kamu selalu kentut pagi atau malam, tahu kamu alergik udang so dia makan/kutip udang dalam mee kamu dan beri daging ayam dalam mee dia pulak for you, itulah orang yang layak mendapat perhatian dan kesetiaan kamu. So know your priority. Jangan tergugat dengan apa yang terpampang dalam FB dan kenangan lampau.
I love you guys, but I'm just not available. Aku sengih-sengih lagi. Jom tukar gambar profile.
Kalau ada pasangan 'sekarang' yang menghargai, menyayangi, setia dan sanggup berkorban jaga kamu berhingus tak bangun katil seminggu, cuci seluar dalam kamu sebab kamu tak larat, tak malu beli pad or tampon untuk kamu masa emergency, yang tahu kamu selalu kentut pagi atau malam, tahu kamu alergik udang so dia makan/kutip udang dalam mee kamu dan beri daging ayam dalam mee dia pulak for you, itulah orang yang layak mendapat perhatian dan kesetiaan kamu. So know your priority. Jangan tergugat dengan apa yang terpampang dalam FB dan kenangan lampau.
I love you guys, but I'm just not available. Aku sengih-sengih lagi. Jom tukar gambar profile.
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
BULAN MENUNGGU PUNGGUK_sigh_
Pagi tadi Mr Vai hantar aku turun kerja. Niat asal was to have breakfast together but memandangkan nya dah aher lalu lah lalang sik jadi. Ya now he's gone, away offshore. Away for maybe 50 days or more. Aik mata aku walau ditahan mauk juak bocor kedak paip dalam public toilet. Beg nya udah ku pack; coverall/check-boots/check-boxers/check-allnighter/check. Senangnya packing beg makhluk nama lelaki. Kubekalkan oat and minyak panas, sweet kan? Adoehhh...mun ikut nyawa mauk bekalkan sigek supermarket.
Macam-macam dipesannya, jaga anak bait2. Mun stress iboh suka ngigit anak, sakit ya. Makan tengah hari jangan tinggal, pukul tiga bukan lunch dah. Mun rindu ngan nya sikboh mala jak nanga video file dalam henpon, makin piluk kelak katanya. Ikan masin jangan dimakan selalu, tinggi darah kelak. Sayur makan, iboh susun tepi pinggan. Baju malam tadik cucikan, jangan mok simpan pakey cium tiap malam mbak tido kedak hari ya, tuala juak. Malam tido awal, laki sikda neman kelakar tengah malam kelak hantu datang tetak nanga aku main Facebook pukul 1.30 pagi. Blogging ya jangan mok muji laki dirikmpun ajak2, mual orang baca. Boh manas jak kerja.
Pesan aku ngan nya? Jaga diri sia. I'll miss you, *sob-sob, come back safely okay? *sob-sob
Aok laki ku lebih banyak menjaga dari dijaga. So independent I dont know what to really care about him. Sebab ya bila nya pegi walau ke Bintulu sekalipun aku akan rasa lost and lonely.
Orang cuma tauk kerja offshore tok masyuk...lumayan donk. Aok tapi aku rasa sentiasa bermain dengan bahaya. Mun sampey pegi ke pesisir Iran aku risaukan Al-Qaeda movements who kidnap and torture and kill and what not anything that goes across their path. African seas are infested with kidnapers too, mostly pirates. Where there is blackgold there will also be monster predators. Yang aku belum dengar is platform minyak kenak hijack*choi*. Malangnya tempat jin bertendang ya lah lubuk rejeki orang kedak laki ku.
So the least I could do is pray for his wellbeing and wait for a safe return. And bila nya cuti I'm sure he's just as happy being a home-husband taking care of his house and family.
Pesanan penaja : distance makes the heart grows fonder. true sangat2.
#esok lusa I'll be back. until then, let me schmell his night shirt to my heart's content.
Macam-macam dipesannya, jaga anak bait2. Mun stress iboh suka ngigit anak, sakit ya. Makan tengah hari jangan tinggal, pukul tiga bukan lunch dah. Mun rindu ngan nya sikboh mala jak nanga video file dalam henpon, makin piluk kelak katanya. Ikan masin jangan dimakan selalu, tinggi darah kelak. Sayur makan, iboh susun tepi pinggan. Baju malam tadik cucikan, jangan mok simpan pakey cium tiap malam mbak tido kedak hari ya, tuala juak. Malam tido awal, laki sikda neman kelakar tengah malam kelak hantu datang tetak nanga aku main Facebook pukul 1.30 pagi. Blogging ya jangan mok muji laki dirikmpun ajak2, mual orang baca. Boh manas jak kerja.
Pesan aku ngan nya? Jaga diri sia. I'll miss you, *sob-sob, come back safely okay? *sob-sob
Aok laki ku lebih banyak menjaga dari dijaga. So independent I dont know what to really care about him. Sebab ya bila nya pegi walau ke Bintulu sekalipun aku akan rasa lost and lonely.
Orang cuma tauk kerja offshore tok masyuk...lumayan donk. Aok tapi aku rasa sentiasa bermain dengan bahaya. Mun sampey pegi ke pesisir Iran aku risaukan Al-Qaeda movements who kidnap and torture and kill and what not anything that goes across their path. African seas are infested with kidnapers too, mostly pirates. Where there is blackgold there will also be monster predators. Yang aku belum dengar is platform minyak kenak hijack*choi*. Malangnya tempat jin bertendang ya lah lubuk rejeki orang kedak laki ku.
So the least I could do is pray for his wellbeing and wait for a safe return. And bila nya cuti I'm sure he's just as happy being a home-husband taking care of his house and family.
Pesanan penaja : distance makes the heart grows fonder. true sangat2.
#esok lusa I'll be back. until then, let me schmell his night shirt to my heart's content.
Sunday, March 7, 2010
LOVE ME LOVE ME NOT
Dear BDiary
It’s been long since I last wrote down my two cents in here. So far I was caught-up in an emotional turbulance which disable my rational thinking and drown my happy self. Nobody said it’s going to be easy, life is not easy, relationship is not easy, and marriage CERTAINLY is not easy. Forgive me Bdiary, it was hard for me to put down my feelings in words. But now I think the time comes for me to share with you something about myself, my opinion on relationship and how far would you go for it.
I am easy to read, like an open book with illustrations. I am not good at hiding my feelings, so transparent that if I like/love somebody it shows and if I hate certain thing/person it shows even more. My action always betray my conscience, when I wanted to appear angry I’d cry, and it’s not easy to appear icy when all you want is to communicate and clear the air. When all effort to veil my feeling failed, I’d still end up crying. My heart is so fragile my tears are like windscreen shower. When I see an old lady alone at coffee shop I can’t help but think that she’s alone in life then I’d feel sad. I saw and old man at bus stop and can’t help myself thinking his children left him. And now there’s abandoned baby everywhere, my tear went auto pilot. When I’m emotional I find my way into this blog, and let you buggers read my mind. Hmmm…
If there’s anything that my heart refuse to give in easily it will be forgiveness. I don’t forgive easily, I don’t forget easily, maybe not a good quality but it keeps me from hurting myself when betrayal repeats itself. But I don’t revenge, it is not my style. Mr Vai doesn’t appologize with ease, it is always me who embrace humility to make up after each fight. When we fight he tends to space himself from me [I hate being alien to him] in order to avoid further damage from painful words we throw at each other. Truth is always painful so we deny it so often it hurts the other party. The act of humility is noble, at least to me. When you are in a relationship WORTH SAVING, it is important to know when to swallow your ego. A man will always be man, they have an ego size bigger than their brain and penis combined its true. So I always appologize although I know I wasn’t at fault. But then again after I appologize, he’ll usually realize how much I love him that I’m willing to always give in to him. And I get his respect. Most of the time it is up to us women to start an effort in order to save our love, keep the fire burning, keep the passion alive and ultimately keep HIM by ourside. Many of us tried and failed, then it may be because the relationship wasn’t meant to be. If that happens, it is not our fault. Don’t blame yourself when all your effort to save your relationship goes down into the drain, unappreciated. Don’t punnish yourself for being in the failure. But think of it as a loss for him to let go of a precious love you offered.
Note that in any argument, never show it to public or people around you. I made it a must to solve any conflict behind the kids. SMSes, e-mail, in the car are the privacy available for choice. I so far had managed to keep verbal arguments at bay by texting Mr Vai while we’re taking our time away from each other. He may be in the verandah and me in the kitchen but we always manage to solve everything without shouting at each other through SMSes. It is better that way compared to talking when mad during which we tend to slip tongue and said things we don’t really mean. At least through SMSes we get the time space to let words go through our head and let the tiny brain work on better reasoning. And then, when it comes to mending heart wound always start with a touch - on his hand. It doesn’t really matter who started the fight, for all my concern we live a short life to waste time on silly and regretful fights.
However I’m big in my effort to show my affection towards my loved ones. Never was I lack of hugs and kisses, I made it seem normal to hug and kiss Mr Vai in front of his family, and kids too. It is not to show off how loving we are, but I am determined to nurture love in the family unit itself simply by showing a good example. The first time was awkward for sure. Many men find it hard to express themselves, so be strong enough to show how. But when he doesn’t show it, do not despair. Man are like walls, you can lean on it when needed but don’t expect it to embrace you and offer soothing words like a girlfriend do.
I was always afraid of relationship that I never stand a date more than 3 months. My allergy towards men was incureable that I broke much heart along the way before I meet my husband. When I met Mr Vai I however was enchanted. I knew I want to keep him forever, grow old together and I told him so. And here we are braving the fourth year together towards many years ahead. My friends think I sacrifice a lot for him, he thinks I sacrificed everything for him but yet I think there’s nothing to gain but LOVE. I’ve waited long for this relationship to happen and to be honest I am blessed to have my dream realized. He never gave me flower, not a petal, and I never hoped for it. It is a winning game, where I have to forgo common romantic imagination for a better real life deal. But he talks like a baby when he feels like it, lie down on my lap and let me listen to his pain, ease his stress. Honestly I was underloved as a child since my step mother doesn’t show much affection towards me. Mr Vai knew of that and now he showered me with love. He watch my diet, ask me about work although I know he doesn’t understand my rambling, and even occasionally baths me *blush*. When I’m in difficult situation and he have no word of comfort to offer, he simply hugs me, and let me wet him with my tears. He is protective of me and that always bring tear to my eyes. What can I say, I am just blessed and very teary too.
So BDiary, or anybody reading,
When looking for a relationship, find one that completes you as a piece. You are a partner not an arm candy. Find the one who give back. Like me maybe you’ll have to make do with the small attention he gives for an unquestionable love and loyalty he has to offer. You may get a typical unromantic husband like mine, but unromantic doesn’t mean unloving. His affection doesn’t have to be made public, just enough for you to know is fine. Find one who appreciates, and honour you as a gift from GOD. Find one who can protect you from harm. And make sure he can accept you as who you are.
If your heart is hurt, give it some time to heal. Things happen for a reason, and time will tell what reason. The next time you find a true love, you’ll feel complete. But a successful relationship needs effort to nurture so be ready to give in whenever it matters. Never expect perfection or you’ll be disappointed. If he’s a fire then be the water. Man are meant to be superior, they were engineered that way so don’t bruise their ego. But NEVER be a doormat, know when to stand for yourself and leave. And pray…may the divine power help keep the love alive till we die, and set a good example of true love to our generations. I would love to have my future grandchildren grow up to be loving, humble and caring people, and tell their own kids about the love story of their great ancestors. That will be sweet.
Till then,
XOXO
It’s been long since I last wrote down my two cents in here. So far I was caught-up in an emotional turbulance which disable my rational thinking and drown my happy self. Nobody said it’s going to be easy, life is not easy, relationship is not easy, and marriage CERTAINLY is not easy. Forgive me Bdiary, it was hard for me to put down my feelings in words. But now I think the time comes for me to share with you something about myself, my opinion on relationship and how far would you go for it.
I am easy to read, like an open book with illustrations. I am not good at hiding my feelings, so transparent that if I like/love somebody it shows and if I hate certain thing/person it shows even more. My action always betray my conscience, when I wanted to appear angry I’d cry, and it’s not easy to appear icy when all you want is to communicate and clear the air. When all effort to veil my feeling failed, I’d still end up crying. My heart is so fragile my tears are like windscreen shower. When I see an old lady alone at coffee shop I can’t help but think that she’s alone in life then I’d feel sad. I saw and old man at bus stop and can’t help myself thinking his children left him. And now there’s abandoned baby everywhere, my tear went auto pilot. When I’m emotional I find my way into this blog, and let you buggers read my mind. Hmmm…
If there’s anything that my heart refuse to give in easily it will be forgiveness. I don’t forgive easily, I don’t forget easily, maybe not a good quality but it keeps me from hurting myself when betrayal repeats itself. But I don’t revenge, it is not my style. Mr Vai doesn’t appologize with ease, it is always me who embrace humility to make up after each fight. When we fight he tends to space himself from me [I hate being alien to him] in order to avoid further damage from painful words we throw at each other. Truth is always painful so we deny it so often it hurts the other party. The act of humility is noble, at least to me. When you are in a relationship WORTH SAVING, it is important to know when to swallow your ego. A man will always be man, they have an ego size bigger than their brain and penis combined its true. So I always appologize although I know I wasn’t at fault. But then again after I appologize, he’ll usually realize how much I love him that I’m willing to always give in to him. And I get his respect. Most of the time it is up to us women to start an effort in order to save our love, keep the fire burning, keep the passion alive and ultimately keep HIM by ourside. Many of us tried and failed, then it may be because the relationship wasn’t meant to be. If that happens, it is not our fault. Don’t blame yourself when all your effort to save your relationship goes down into the drain, unappreciated. Don’t punnish yourself for being in the failure. But think of it as a loss for him to let go of a precious love you offered.
Note that in any argument, never show it to public or people around you. I made it a must to solve any conflict behind the kids. SMSes, e-mail, in the car are the privacy available for choice. I so far had managed to keep verbal arguments at bay by texting Mr Vai while we’re taking our time away from each other. He may be in the verandah and me in the kitchen but we always manage to solve everything without shouting at each other through SMSes. It is better that way compared to talking when mad during which we tend to slip tongue and said things we don’t really mean. At least through SMSes we get the time space to let words go through our head and let the tiny brain work on better reasoning. And then, when it comes to mending heart wound always start with a touch - on his hand. It doesn’t really matter who started the fight, for all my concern we live a short life to waste time on silly and regretful fights.
However I’m big in my effort to show my affection towards my loved ones. Never was I lack of hugs and kisses, I made it seem normal to hug and kiss Mr Vai in front of his family, and kids too. It is not to show off how loving we are, but I am determined to nurture love in the family unit itself simply by showing a good example. The first time was awkward for sure. Many men find it hard to express themselves, so be strong enough to show how. But when he doesn’t show it, do not despair. Man are like walls, you can lean on it when needed but don’t expect it to embrace you and offer soothing words like a girlfriend do.
I was always afraid of relationship that I never stand a date more than 3 months. My allergy towards men was incureable that I broke much heart along the way before I meet my husband. When I met Mr Vai I however was enchanted. I knew I want to keep him forever, grow old together and I told him so. And here we are braving the fourth year together towards many years ahead. My friends think I sacrifice a lot for him, he thinks I sacrificed everything for him but yet I think there’s nothing to gain but LOVE. I’ve waited long for this relationship to happen and to be honest I am blessed to have my dream realized. He never gave me flower, not a petal, and I never hoped for it. It is a winning game, where I have to forgo common romantic imagination for a better real life deal. But he talks like a baby when he feels like it, lie down on my lap and let me listen to his pain, ease his stress. Honestly I was underloved as a child since my step mother doesn’t show much affection towards me. Mr Vai knew of that and now he showered me with love. He watch my diet, ask me about work although I know he doesn’t understand my rambling, and even occasionally baths me *blush*. When I’m in difficult situation and he have no word of comfort to offer, he simply hugs me, and let me wet him with my tears. He is protective of me and that always bring tear to my eyes. What can I say, I am just blessed and very teary too.
So BDiary, or anybody reading,
When looking for a relationship, find one that completes you as a piece. You are a partner not an arm candy. Find the one who give back. Like me maybe you’ll have to make do with the small attention he gives for an unquestionable love and loyalty he has to offer. You may get a typical unromantic husband like mine, but unromantic doesn’t mean unloving. His affection doesn’t have to be made public, just enough for you to know is fine. Find one who appreciates, and honour you as a gift from GOD. Find one who can protect you from harm. And make sure he can accept you as who you are.
If your heart is hurt, give it some time to heal. Things happen for a reason, and time will tell what reason. The next time you find a true love, you’ll feel complete. But a successful relationship needs effort to nurture so be ready to give in whenever it matters. Never expect perfection or you’ll be disappointed. If he’s a fire then be the water. Man are meant to be superior, they were engineered that way so don’t bruise their ego. But NEVER be a doormat, know when to stand for yourself and leave. And pray…may the divine power help keep the love alive till we die, and set a good example of true love to our generations. I would love to have my future grandchildren grow up to be loving, humble and caring people, and tell their own kids about the love story of their great ancestors. That will be sweet.
Till then,
XOXO
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Lagu Pujaan Minggu Ini
Well if you wonder apa jadi ngan aku beberapa hari tok, aku dah gila... Gila GOOGLE, gila mencarik, gila lagu sinta. Aku ada nanga Na O Mei, dalam lagu ya ada lagu sang lelaki memuja si wanita. Aku mula-mula stuck to Nidji - Dosakah Aku, tapi lagu ya bukan yang aku carik. Lamak ku meng-GOOGLE rambut ku jadi beruban merah, uban lanji kata Ashley, pipi ku sik berong, hidung jadi mancung. Akhirnya hari tok aku temu juak,
NAH! ~sesuai untuk memuja wanita anda, sempena Valentine ini. wohoooo!!!
NAH! ~sesuai untuk memuja wanita anda, sempena Valentine ini. wohoooo!!!
DINDA by Mahkota Band
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Something To Laugh At During Valentine
*pre-read warning, marriage isn't for everyone, for some, it's just plain disaster.
Marriage Humour:
Wife: 'What are you doing?'
Husband: Nothing.
Wife: 'Nothing...? You've been reading our marriage certificate for an hour.'
Husband: 'I was looking for the expiration date.'
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Wife : 'Do you want dinner?'
Husband: 'Sure! What are my choices?'
Wife: 'Yes or no.'
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Wife: 'You always carry my photo in your wallet.. Why?'
Hubby: 'When there is a problem, no matter how great, I look at your picture and the problem disappears.'
Wife: 'You see how miraculous and powerful I am for you?'
Hubby: 'Yes! I see your picture and ask myself what other problem can there be greater than this one?'
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Stress Reliever
Girl: 'When we get married, I want to share all your worries, troubles and lighten your burden.'
Boy: 'It's very kind of you, darling, but I don't have any worries or troubles.'
Girl: 'Well that's because we aren't married yet.'
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A newly married man asked his wife, 'Would you have married me if my father hadn't left me a fortune?'
'Honey,' the woman replied sweetly, 'I'd have married you, NO MATTER WHO LEFT YOU A FORTUNE!'
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Girl to her boyfriend: One kiss and I'll be yours forever.
The guy replies: 'Thanks for the early warning.'
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A wife asked her husband: 'What do you like most in me, my pretty face or my sexy body?'
He looked at her from head to toe and replied: 'I like your sense of humour!'
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Husbands are husbands
A man was sitting reading his papers when his wife hit him round the head with a frying pan.
'What was that for?' the man asked.
The wife replied 'That was for the piece of paper with the name Jenny on it that I found in your pants pocket'.
The man then said 'When I was at the races last week Jenny was the name of the horse I bet on'
The wife apologized and went on with the housework. Three days later the man is watching TV when his wife bashes him on the head with an even bigger frying pan, knocking him unconscious. Upon re-gaining consciousness the man asked why she had hit again.
Wife replied: 'Your Horse phoned!!!! '
Marriage Humour:
Wife: 'What are you doing?'
Husband: Nothing.
Wife: 'Nothing...? You've been reading our marriage certificate for an hour.'
Husband: 'I was looking for the expiration date.'
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Wife : 'Do you want dinner?'
Husband: 'Sure! What are my choices?'
Wife: 'Yes or no.'
_____________
Wife: 'You always carry my photo in your wallet.. Why?'
Hubby: 'When there is a problem, no matter how great, I look at your picture and the problem disappears.'
Wife: 'You see how miraculous and powerful I am for you?'
Hubby: 'Yes! I see your picture and ask myself what other problem can there be greater than this one?'
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Stress Reliever
Girl: 'When we get married, I want to share all your worries, troubles and lighten your burden.'
Boy: 'It's very kind of you, darling, but I don't have any worries or troubles.'
Girl: 'Well that's because we aren't married yet.'
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A newly married man asked his wife, 'Would you have married me if my father hadn't left me a fortune?'
'Honey,' the woman replied sweetly, 'I'd have married you, NO MATTER WHO LEFT YOU A FORTUNE!'
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Girl to her boyfriend: One kiss and I'll be yours forever.
The guy replies: 'Thanks for the early warning.'
-------------------------------
A wife asked her husband: 'What do you like most in me, my pretty face or my sexy body?'
He looked at her from head to toe and replied: 'I like your sense of humour!'
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Husbands are husbands
A man was sitting reading his papers when his wife hit him round the head with a frying pan.
'What was that for?' the man asked.
The wife replied 'That was for the piece of paper with the name Jenny on it that I found in your pants pocket'.
The man then said 'When I was at the races last week Jenny was the name of the horse I bet on'
The wife apologized and went on with the housework. Three days later the man is watching TV when his wife bashes him on the head with an even bigger frying pan, knocking him unconscious. Upon re-gaining consciousness the man asked why she had hit again.
Wife replied: 'Your Horse phoned!!!! '
Saturday, February 6, 2010
KAHWIN DAN KENDURI-an
OK. another 2cent here...mengenangkan aritok ada orang kawen.
Orang kawen aku nang malas mok datang unless aku rasa orang ya close to my heart[ eh Ahmoi mek rasa mek akan datang mun dijemput]. Ada beberapa keadaan yang akan molah aku malas datang atau mauk datang.
1. ORANG YANG JEMPUT AKU SEBAB SIK NYAMAN MUN SIK JEMPUT
~kes tok selalunya orang ya kenal mak kau, bapak kau, mentua kau dan sapa-sapa di rumah yang dijemput. aok la nyeruk tapi mun kawen di hotel ya berpada la owh... ko rasa nyaman ka mun aku sikmok datang sebab ada komitmen lain mok di attend? save your budget by being selective, invite orang yang berkenaan sahaja, orang kawen tok kelak mun aku datang ka sik memang nya sik kenal aku pun, anak kawan mama-in-lo aku. bagi aku wedding should be intimate, lagi sweet, with people you know and dear to your heart. tok sik, orang nok dikelaie hujung tahun lepas pun diinvite pakey nyakit hati ngeso GABANnya wedding anak ya tek.
2. INVITE SEBAB ADA POTENSI ANG PAU BESAR
~aok kami semua kerja, dalam 10 semeja tok ada la 2-3 orang gaji ribau-riban. but that doesn't mean we'll always fork hundreds for gifts. kinek tok, esp kawen hotel, mun sik diberik packet nang jelingan manja ya ada mengenak. aku bukan sik berik, tapi practice kinek tok nama kita ditulis sia rah depan peket, so if you give RM50 nang sengkek la kau. amik jak la iboh nulis segala... don't worry, lak my anniversary party i would make it clear in the cards 'NO GIFTS NECESSARY'. kitakurang dijemput untuk merayakan bukan makan buffet bayar ikut kepala. mun mok berik gifts, thank you. but if you don't have the budget for that, it's still OK just come and celebrate.
3. SHOPPING BAJU PARTY, MAKE-UP, SET RAMBUT...
~i love shopping, tapi semata-mata untuk party orang yang aku sik kenal, well, wasting.
4. RUSHING PULANG KERJA
~well aku sometimes have to work on Saturday, so...malasnya! rushing pulang rumah, siap ngemas, siap laki [apakah disiapku], siap anak, ujung-ujung aku berkemban jak turun dinner ngembak sik sempat ngesep.
5. MAJLIS KAWEN IALAH SESI PORET-MEMORET
~time tok la makcik Aku Sik Kenal Mak Sapa akan mula skuad melodi, segmen terjah, 999, edisi siasat, kisah bulak, misteri nusantara, majalah 3,4,5, national geographic, nona, bersamamu dan banyak lagi. no explaination needed here. aku rasa orang bujang dara nang sik suka ditanyak ko bila gik, sapa gerek kau dah kinek? mun dah kawen; ko bila mok beranak? dah beranak ; ko bila mok tambah anak? aku rasa mun aku tanyak sidak masa kenduri arwah; Ko Bila Mok Mati Juak? nang mintak sumpah jadi iguana la aku.
TAPI AKU AKAN DATANG mun...
* terpaksala mun sedara aku mpun
* aku rasa orang ya spesel, spesel edition,
* aku ada masa terluang dan aku mauk datang
~pendek kata aku akan datang *IF I FEEL LIKE IT
mah na nyawaku mok pegi dinner malam tok, apa la alasan aku sik pegi? RSVP pun sik dilayan, gine gayo?
and mun ada idea, apa ka alasan yang boleh digunapakai untuk sik datang. pikir lok...mok ngeTAG sik. ah!!!malas ku.
Orang kawen aku nang malas mok datang unless aku rasa orang ya close to my heart[ eh Ahmoi mek rasa mek akan datang mun dijemput]. Ada beberapa keadaan yang akan molah aku malas datang atau mauk datang.
1. ORANG YANG JEMPUT AKU SEBAB SIK NYAMAN MUN SIK JEMPUT
~kes tok selalunya orang ya kenal mak kau, bapak kau, mentua kau dan sapa-sapa di rumah yang dijemput. aok la nyeruk tapi mun kawen di hotel ya berpada la owh... ko rasa nyaman ka mun aku sikmok datang sebab ada komitmen lain mok di attend? save your budget by being selective, invite orang yang berkenaan sahaja, orang kawen tok kelak mun aku datang ka sik memang nya sik kenal aku pun, anak kawan mama-in-lo aku. bagi aku wedding should be intimate, lagi sweet, with people you know and dear to your heart. tok sik, orang nok dikelaie hujung tahun lepas pun diinvite pakey nyakit hati ngeso GABANnya wedding anak ya tek.
2. INVITE SEBAB ADA POTENSI ANG PAU BESAR
~aok kami semua kerja, dalam 10 semeja tok ada la 2-3 orang gaji ribau-riban. but that doesn't mean we'll always fork hundreds for gifts. kinek tok, esp kawen hotel, mun sik diberik packet nang jelingan manja ya ada mengenak. aku bukan sik berik, tapi practice kinek tok nama kita ditulis sia rah depan peket, so if you give RM50 nang sengkek la kau. amik jak la iboh nulis segala... don't worry, lak my anniversary party i would make it clear in the cards 'NO GIFTS NECESSARY'. kitakurang dijemput untuk merayakan bukan makan buffet bayar ikut kepala. mun mok berik gifts, thank you. but if you don't have the budget for that, it's still OK just come and celebrate.
3. SHOPPING BAJU PARTY, MAKE-UP, SET RAMBUT...
~i love shopping, tapi semata-mata untuk party orang yang aku sik kenal, well, wasting.
4. RUSHING PULANG KERJA
~well aku sometimes have to work on Saturday, so...malasnya! rushing pulang rumah, siap ngemas, siap laki [apakah disiapku], siap anak, ujung-ujung aku berkemban jak turun dinner ngembak sik sempat ngesep.
5. MAJLIS KAWEN IALAH SESI PORET-MEMORET
~time tok la makcik Aku Sik Kenal Mak Sapa akan mula skuad melodi, segmen terjah, 999, edisi siasat, kisah bulak, misteri nusantara, majalah 3,4,5, national geographic, nona, bersamamu dan banyak lagi. no explaination needed here. aku rasa orang bujang dara nang sik suka ditanyak ko bila gik, sapa gerek kau dah kinek? mun dah kawen; ko bila mok beranak? dah beranak ; ko bila mok tambah anak? aku rasa mun aku tanyak sidak masa kenduri arwah; Ko Bila Mok Mati Juak? nang mintak sumpah jadi iguana la aku.
TAPI AKU AKAN DATANG mun...
* terpaksala mun sedara aku mpun
* aku rasa orang ya spesel, spesel edition,
* aku ada masa terluang dan aku mauk datang
~pendek kata aku akan datang *IF I FEEL LIKE IT
mah na nyawaku mok pegi dinner malam tok, apa la alasan aku sik pegi? RSVP pun sik dilayan, gine gayo?
and mun ada idea, apa ka alasan yang boleh digunapakai untuk sik datang. pikir lok...mok ngeTAG sik. ah!!!malas ku.
Saturday, January 23, 2010
aKu
adoieh...lamak tok nang bizi la aku, keja ke malam, sampey belakang ku somewhere around area ujung rambut ku tumbuh jururawat[ye...jururerawat act], dahi area hairline ada juak, jururerawat manja, bukan batu, nasib la...
aku mok berehat, sik sabar nunggu abis bulan tok, kak ya rehat. mala jak aku keja ke malam. cobala ada gayo mok ngubat nurse2 manjak tok owh, giney mok makey baju siksi la...bareback aku ya lamak sik makey. gown dibeli Mr Vai di pilipin pun baruk jak skali makey.
mah nyawa ku, bingung jiwaku, angol palak ku. ~waaaa!!!!!!!
jeles jak maca ahmoi chantek madah idupnya tang almost perfecto jak. apa tek, love it to bits? abis skolah all time pakey manjak dirik. aku? huh.
dahla, memew aku[Mr Vai mpun pusak act] kenak dera orang, ada ka patut lower leg nya kenak POTONG sigek/sebelah. kesian ku nanga... napa orang ya gila, mok munuh aku sik kesah jangan seksa nya. tedah SLYVESTER, i pray for your wellbeing.
mah nyawaku, menchik ku, ingga ku...
aku mok berehat, sik sabar nunggu abis bulan tok, kak ya rehat. mala jak aku keja ke malam. cobala ada gayo mok ngubat nurse2 manjak tok owh, giney mok makey baju siksi la...bareback aku ya lamak sik makey. gown dibeli Mr Vai di pilipin pun baruk jak skali makey.
mah nyawa ku, bingung jiwaku, angol palak ku. ~waaaa!!!!!!!
jeles jak maca ahmoi chantek madah idupnya tang almost perfecto jak. apa tek, love it to bits? abis skolah all time pakey manjak dirik. aku? huh.
dahla, memew aku[Mr Vai mpun pusak act] kenak dera orang, ada ka patut lower leg nya kenak POTONG sigek/sebelah. kesian ku nanga... napa orang ya gila, mok munuh aku sik kesah jangan seksa nya. tedah SLYVESTER, i pray for your wellbeing.
mah nyawaku, menchik ku, ingga ku...
Friday, January 15, 2010
...opis berpuaka vs rumahku syurgaku...
AKU ABSENT MENULIS SEKEJAP, HATI MASIH BERKECAMUK DAN TIDAK BEST. mun ku nulis juak kelak berjangkit ketidak-best-an ke kitakurang, mak hayam baruk kebelakangan keburitan tok suka gilak membuli mekorang yang hot and fabulous tok, udah gik eh, berkedut muka ku kelak weh, bukan boleh menang pon.
TAPI AKU AKAN PRESENT. aku akan tetap melawat blog2 orang sepertimana orang yang hapless kedak aku tok membuang masa, akan menyibuk mengumpat di column comment kitakurang, teruskan berkarya.
TAPI WALAU AKU MERINSAK DI TEMPAT KERJA AKU TENGAH SO HAPPY DI RUMAH. sebab ada orang sayang aku, sik kedak mak hayam aku, ada orang pura2 nyanyi karoke dengan torchlight tiap pagi paksa aku bangun awal, ada orang yang suka nikik meja makan kak ya bukak pampers nya dan kemeh sesuka hati sak aku ada keja membersih rumah, ada orang cium [lucahnye...]aku bila aku macam kenja jak, ada orang ingat ngan aku bila travelling masa pulang ada beli perfume GUESS dambaan pilu, eh hati, ada orang sikmauk spend RM50 nya sebab numeric nya sama ngan nombor keta nya, kak ya gago mintak RM 10 note aku, ada orang yang akan sentiasa carik gaduh ngan aku tapi sayang juak ngan aku.
~sik paham ku
TAPI AKU AKAN PRESENT. aku akan tetap melawat blog2 orang sepertimana orang yang hapless kedak aku tok membuang masa, akan menyibuk mengumpat di column comment kitakurang, teruskan berkarya.
TAPI WALAU AKU MERINSAK DI TEMPAT KERJA AKU TENGAH SO HAPPY DI RUMAH. sebab ada orang sayang aku, sik kedak mak hayam aku, ada orang pura2 nyanyi karoke dengan torchlight tiap pagi paksa aku bangun awal, ada orang yang suka nikik meja makan kak ya bukak pampers nya dan kemeh sesuka hati sak aku ada keja membersih rumah, ada orang cium [lucahnye...]aku bila aku macam kenja jak, ada orang ingat ngan aku bila travelling masa pulang ada beli perfume GUESS dambaan pilu, eh hati, ada orang sikmauk spend RM50 nya sebab numeric nya sama ngan nombor keta nya, kak ya gago mintak RM 10 note aku, ada orang yang akan sentiasa carik gaduh ngan aku tapi sayang juak ngan aku.
~sik paham ku
Saturday, December 5, 2009
Mind Your Own Bikini
Hulloh...
It's been long since I seriously pour my million penny thoughts here... Been busy ranting and raging in my new found fondness[...ranting again] Well live your life like its no one else's business. Live it at your own pace and never mind what the buzzing langau's got to say about your ass.
My surroundings have this annoying habit we Malaysian call 'jaga tepi kain[tapeh] orang]. I'm no angel OK but I'm not bad in any sense towards any human being[unless you're a real scumbag worthy to troll]. I mind my own stuff, keep my medling to the min, I keep myself updated with the gossip but never am willing to air people's schmelly laundry. So I hate people asking me about my personal life, my 'when/how/why'. Seriously I think busybodies have no life.
I have a friend whose life was close to ruined as a result of malacious gossiping. Kandra, her poor faithfull husband Rick was branded a playboy just because he is good looking and unfortunately working in marketing line. Her confidence towards her husband eroded day by day when there's a 'kepoh' lady friend Moira, broadcasting her story[highlighted, mind you] of "seen with", "heard about" and etc... Luckily somebody was rational enough to help her do some investigation on the allegations and found out......
Moira had a hot for Rick and was spreading rumours so that Kendra would let him go and have him for herself, nice...
AND!!! There was a boss who was cheeky enough to ask about our work progress when her own team had not even started doing anything!
Plus something I overheard at a hotel cafe' sometime ago, some makcik behind me;
A : You know, I heard Alia, my husband's former secretary is *pregnant*... no husband some more, tsk, what a shame!
B : Eh, yakah? So pretty yet so bodoh heh? But she so nice oh? Who told you?
A : C la who else. Now Alia work at her husband's construction firm. Biasa la. Cover only mah... Eh where is C ha, so late as usual!
...after a while, a BIG FAT YELLOW lady arrived...
C : Hey A, you know what I just heard? Now I know who the father to her baby! Eh sorry la lambat.
A : It's ok, who lah?
C : Orang Kaya X, ala...the one who got a Car Retail business ba...
A : Oi C you dont play2, my laki is Haji X also...same business,...
B : *ayak* C! I think A pengsan lah!
lol! I was supposed to pity aunty A but the scene was rather comedic. Padan muka, all I have to say;
MIND YOUR OWN BIKINI LAH!
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
My Promise
i swear i don't know what to do
the mistake had been done, long ago
i knew about it but i didn't say anything
now who's to blame?
i wouldn't say anything now, it will do no good
what's done is done
but i promised to myself
i wouldn't run away
i wouldn't hide
even when consequences of action realized
i'll be here with you
will be where you are
standing next to you
it's too late to say anything
and it wasn't done for me
i wouldn't let you do that for me
if only i was there to stop you
well i know
life can't just be "what if /but / or / maybe"
life only shows was, is and will
the past is not to be changed
the present always is painful
my hope
the future will be peaceful
the mistake had been done, long ago
i knew about it but i didn't say anything
now who's to blame?
i wouldn't say anything now, it will do no good
what's done is done
but i promised to myself
i wouldn't run away
i wouldn't hide
even when consequences of action realized
i'll be here with you
will be where you are
standing next to you
it's too late to say anything
and it wasn't done for me
i wouldn't let you do that for me
if only i was there to stop you
well i know
life can't just be "what if /but / or / maybe"
life only shows was, is and will
the past is not to be changed
the present always is painful
my hope
the future will be peaceful
amen
Monday, October 19, 2009
SIGNIFICANT significant
~heyo...~
so long ya, I've been soo busy AND lazy too. sorry...
Writing is never boring to me, just that sometimes ideas are hard to come by. Been bloghopping for a week and it really doesn't help. Well, whatever...
Last Sunday was my Mr Vai's 29th birthday and we had a modest party for him. Some BBQ and a tasty Roman cheesecake for dessert. I gave him a black Sembonia wallet as present the very morning. He hugged me thank you, paused for a while and said that I am already a GIFT to him. No hadiah necessary. Awww.....kan?
There are a few special people in my life I so love and cherish till the end. My family, my friends who are like family and other friends who simply make life worth living.
The top of the cream now is Mr Vai, my beloved and my soulmate. He loves to let me know he adores me, he loves making fun of me and funny thing is I love it. He's well tall, dark and round in the middle yet handsome in bed.oopsss... Ya, he's lovely, loving and caring, not really the kind you can easily find nowadays. Very intellectual and refreshing with thoughts and ideas to munch. It's never boring talking to him, I am a chatterbox myself so can't stand a silent dude. We share a lot of interest and equally opposite as well enough to keep us attracted to each other like magnets. We both love eating and I'm partly to blame for his round tummy nowadays. He's defensive about me, and I need that about him. I hope dearly that we will remain as loving, romantic and supportive as we are today, maybe even more with time.
Then there is my baby Joy. A lovely little thing with curly hair and big eyes, endless energy and helpless angel moping around with her charm and cuteness. The house is at awe with her, adorable thing that doesn't seem to eat, drink Coke(daddy's fault) and yes at 17 months stuff her face with fries and coke thanks to her dad and grandpa. She is the big-red-sweet-crunchy apple of my eyes. She can call her daddy and to annoy me the dad-girl pair doesn't seem to learn how to call mommy. She call me nan, or nenek sometimes. huh...daddy's girl gonna be.
My own daddy is wonderful, loving and always supportive in any means. He'd been my solid rock for years since mommy died. He remarried when I was about 4 and it took a while to bond with his new missus. My siblings are more than 10 years ahead of me so I pretty much befriend my dad my whole life. That, I believe what makes me OLD in the head. He's 60 this year and yet still handsome and genius with his painting. No word can describe him enough, but enough said he's the greatest daddy God can give me.
And there's Darien, my stepson, Mr Vai guy buddy, the only one who can contest for his affection other than baby Joy. When the two kids around, I take a back seat. They're impossible to contain, put me in love-hate situation many times. Mr Vai spoil them to the bits and I often become bitter sulking for myself. Darien is adorable in a way only he can, only to pull my hair and make me chase him around later. Children, you just can't be patient enough with their pranks.
My cousin Barbie, the one I'd love to be close to forever. Just distance and it's possible. We love planning for a night out, shopping trip etc...only to find that we're in different ZIP code area. Maybe we can save that for our old days.
My bestie, Irene is pregnant with her new baby. She had most of my girlish secrets and heart pain. She knows my crushes and secret admirers as we call it. Me too, know her secrets color coded from light to dark ones. We laugh at our own stupid jokes and used to share many dreams or angan-angan atas angin and they are all perfectly dreamt. And yet now we're far apart, maybe we can reunite before we're too old.
And here, my new potential bestie is Ashley, my ever ready taxi and laugh as loud as I do. My bloggerina friends I love to read, you guys really cheer my boring and downbeat days. LOVE you Love you SO very much!!!
Do you love anybody?
so long ya, I've been soo busy AND lazy too. sorry...
Writing is never boring to me, just that sometimes ideas are hard to come by. Been bloghopping for a week and it really doesn't help. Well, whatever...
Last Sunday was my Mr Vai's 29th birthday and we had a modest party for him. Some BBQ and a tasty Roman cheesecake for dessert. I gave him a black Sembonia wallet as present the very morning. He hugged me thank you, paused for a while and said that I am already a GIFT to him. No hadiah necessary. Awww.....kan?
There are a few special people in my life I so love and cherish till the end. My family, my friends who are like family and other friends who simply make life worth living.
The top of the cream now is Mr Vai, my beloved and my soulmate. He loves to let me know he adores me, he loves making fun of me and funny thing is I love it. He's well tall, dark and round in the middle yet handsome in bed.oopsss... Ya, he's lovely, loving and caring, not really the kind you can easily find nowadays. Very intellectual and refreshing with thoughts and ideas to munch. It's never boring talking to him, I am a chatterbox myself so can't stand a silent dude. We share a lot of interest and equally opposite as well enough to keep us attracted to each other like magnets. We both love eating and I'm partly to blame for his round tummy nowadays. He's defensive about me, and I need that about him. I hope dearly that we will remain as loving, romantic and supportive as we are today, maybe even more with time.
Then there is my baby Joy. A lovely little thing with curly hair and big eyes, endless energy and helpless angel moping around with her charm and cuteness. The house is at awe with her, adorable thing that doesn't seem to eat, drink Coke(daddy's fault) and yes at 17 months stuff her face with fries and coke thanks to her dad and grandpa. She is the big-red-sweet-crunchy apple of my eyes. She can call her daddy and to annoy me the dad-girl pair doesn't seem to learn how to call mommy. She call me nan, or nenek sometimes. huh...daddy's girl gonna be.
My own daddy is wonderful, loving and always supportive in any means. He'd been my solid rock for years since mommy died. He remarried when I was about 4 and it took a while to bond with his new missus. My siblings are more than 10 years ahead of me so I pretty much befriend my dad my whole life. That, I believe what makes me OLD in the head. He's 60 this year and yet still handsome and genius with his painting. No word can describe him enough, but enough said he's the greatest daddy God can give me.
And there's Darien, my stepson, Mr Vai guy buddy, the only one who can contest for his affection other than baby Joy. When the two kids around, I take a back seat. They're impossible to contain, put me in love-hate situation many times. Mr Vai spoil them to the bits and I often become bitter sulking for myself. Darien is adorable in a way only he can, only to pull my hair and make me chase him around later. Children, you just can't be patient enough with their pranks.
My cousin Barbie, the one I'd love to be close to forever. Just distance and it's possible. We love planning for a night out, shopping trip etc...only to find that we're in different ZIP code area. Maybe we can save that for our old days.
My bestie, Irene is pregnant with her new baby. She had most of my girlish secrets and heart pain. She knows my crushes and secret admirers as we call it. Me too, know her secrets color coded from light to dark ones. We laugh at our own stupid jokes and used to share many dreams or angan-angan atas angin and they are all perfectly dreamt. And yet now we're far apart, maybe we can reunite before we're too old.
And here, my new potential bestie is Ashley, my ever ready taxi and laugh as loud as I do. My bloggerina friends I love to read, you guys really cheer my boring and downbeat days. LOVE you Love you SO very much!!!
Do you love anybody?
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