Our "special" coco powder..

We were about to bake our special chocolate cake for today's second family gathering.. Ok, first things first, getting all the ingredients ready.. We still have a balance of our coco powder from previous baking. But it wasn't enough.. Tried to dig our kitchen drawer hoping there's some left because we only need a few grams of it. Ahh.. found one!! But, i gave strange look to my sis.. she asked y.. i showed her the coco powder i found.. geez! Look at the date, my mom must've packed it together when we moved here from JB. JB??? oh gosh.. it was like 6-7 years back!! i had no guts to even open it. who knows there's a mini dinosour breeding in there!! Before i thrash it to the garbage let me just snap it for you for your own precaution. Check the expiry date before using it!!

skeletons in your closet

I'm still in the office and i don't feel like going home. Been like this for the past few days.. No, i don't have issues at home.. nor obsess with the office ambience. Me and my clueless self.. always having trouble figuring out my own piece of shit. I know there's something trembling inside. I enjoy the feeling of freedom, listening to music, turning that volume to the max after office hour! doing my own thing without being scrutinized by any envious eyes. I love writing, expressing myself through any indirect means.. be it arts, songs, writings.. rather than showing expressions and effect other people's life with your own burden. I'm not disguising myself nor pretend to be someone i don't, but hiding my emosions and what i feel inside infront of people surrounding me could save your arse off. People don't care what shit you are having inside. But disclosing too much emotions or secrets give them leeways to spread rumors and backbite you. Sometimes you think your life and your private life is being intrude and invade by irresponsible party with malicious intentions. I don't know what good does that make to them. Maybe some sort of satisfaction due to their envious feelings. Some does that for different reasons. It makes me realize people goes own their routine life with different goals, objective, and sometimes hidden agendas. Like what has been narrated by Mary Alice in "Desperate Housewives" .. everyone has their own deepest darkest secret.. the question is.. whats the skeleton in your closet? Would you open up and share it publically? with the one you love? or will it remain in you your lifetime?

Beef Rendang in the makin!

A day with hari raya cuisine! I jot down my mom's succulent rendang daging recipe with the step-by-step snap shots. It works for a forgetful person like me. Mind me and my raya mood! Girls might enjoy these blogs i don't know about u guys out there.. well, girls gotta do what girls gotta do.. i'll be back on track for non-kitchen blog in no time at all.. stay put eh!

More raya cookies!!

Another sets of raya cookies!

Sweet crunchy cornflakes & hazelnut smothered with Australian honey..


Crunchy chocolate chip cookies. We bought this!

this is our traditioned kuih gunting! a must do kuih every year.
Its 'udang kering' (dried baby shrimps) based.

Some raya cards to kill my time!

Some of the raya cards designed using stuffs not more than 1 meter

radius from where i'm sitting.( in case if u ask, y coke bottle?)
I'm too lazy to find ketupat and props people normally use for raya theme!
The cloth is my kain raya yg tak sempat bikin baju raya!! uwargh!!!

And this is the wedding door gift from one of my friend's wedding!

(i couldn't remember who??). Bolehla jadi prop raya!! enjoy!!

Taste like chocolate!!!

What a day??!! geez i need a back massage after a long day of baking this cookies.. This is one of our tradition london almond cookies besides our 'kuih gunting' and mamar carries. But we don't make marmar carries this year. Bet atleast half of the guys who read this blog have no idea what crap i'm talking about. Hope the pic gives some hint or atleast some thoughts "ah..i had that cookies before!" Ok, i better rest my back for now.. another few sets of honey cornflake tomorrow! Signing off!!

disneyland resort - paris

disneyland resort - paris
Originally uploaded by marshma11ow.

He is soooo cheeky! Who knows if there's a hunk french goofy underneath! Bet how's the Hong Kong goofy will sound like!??

i miss her..

i miss her..
Originally uploaded by marshmallow.

Lisa's housemate's cat. She (the owner) and Didi just moved out of the house to KL. Everytime i visit lisa i kinda miss didi's presence. Used to hug and cuddle her.. damn i need a cat to hug now.. :(

Lagu Raya!!

Just browsing thru bola2api blogs and came across this nice collections of lagu raya. Courtesy of Randomness.

Koleksi lagu raya I (mp3)
Koleksi lagu raya II (mp3)
Koleksi lagu raya III (mp3)
Koleksi lagu raya IV (mp3)

Another train story

Disclaimer:This is not a jealousy blog as a matter of someone else's boobs are bigger than mine, its just a portrayal how lacking of self awareness can effect the other human beings. And i'm going to use the word ' t*t*k' (boobs) a lot in this writings. If you are allergic with it, you may not want to proceed and please close the window.

As usual i was waiting for the train to work. This time i didn't have to wait for long, and kindly gave way to this almost due pregnant lady. And that gave me a small room enuff for me to squeeze in. From the look of it, it almost impossible for another passenger to enter. I can see some of the later passengers step back to allow the door to close. A split seconds before it's closed, there came a plump indian lady assailed harshly from the elevator straight to where i stood. Geez i'd describe her as a moving t*t*k as the first thing u could possibly notice is her humungous saggy flesh hanging on her chest. That few seconds of curse glued my eyes (and i bet others eyes in the train too) on her t*t*k. I got stumbled when i feel something pushing me back further into the congested train! He-lllowww.. doesn't mean you have gigantic assets you could simply 'molest' other peeps with it! I seriously felt molested by a large weird creature. Now her t*t*k is exactly right in front of me an her stinky breath acting like an aromatherapy scents as if trying to ionize the whole area. It really made me feel sick. I didn't wanna be cursed the whole journey and decided to turn myself back. Geez i'm back to my normal breathing.. relief! The pain didn't end there.. everytime the train brakes, her t*t*k will be violently pushed to my back firmly. To a point, my imaginative mind concluded that she just had a boob job and did it on purpose trying to make an elasticity test on it. D'oh!!! I think she might wanna test it on other object or opposite genders.. it'd be more appropriate and might be pleasing to the guy. I can't wait to escape the train, as the door opens at kl sentral, i struggled myself escaping from the limited room between her body out from the train and finally.. i was free like a bird. phew! I glimpsed on her and saw this one corpulent man replaced my position. Lucky him.. may the force be with you.

The t-shirt that betrays me..

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Originally uploaded by fatini_z.

I can't believe i went to the PARAM (Pasar Ramadhan) in this t-shirt. I'm being observant enough when it comes to the surroundings.. but i can't believe i didn't even notice the wordings on my t-shirt after wearing it for almost a year! I hope no one noticed that n thinks i'm just another attention-seeker! ahahaha.. looks like this comfy seasoned lil t-shirt will not be seen in public anymore.. geez.. (click on t-shirt for larger version)

My crappy blog

Its thursday and another long day to go before weekends.. The day awaits by all of us. And its my last fasting day before ramadhan al-mubarak. Actually i have no motif of writing.. i'm just bored.. Felt like going to surau and take a nap.. but i'm afraid its gonna end up a loong deamland. There's another few colleague of mine whose also in the office not going for lunch.. Each with their own agendas.. one is fasting, one is on diet, one is a computer freek..doing some codings and stuffs.. and one is doing crossed-stich.. ahahhaah... here i am.. writing.. accompanied by you.. the one who reads my piece of crap! Yeah.. continue reading if you want to share my mind blogging moment.. or u can stop here if u think its just another crap by a hungry blogger who's trying to chanel her tempted mind into something else. Even though i'm typing here but my mind is still thinking about food. where to eat afterwards.. guess what ?? my fasting partner and i were brainstorming on places to eat to celebrate our end of 'puasa ganti'. ahahah..yeah.. u can laugh.. i know it's a bit ridiculous.. we haven't even started ramadhan.. but.. chillis does sound tempting.. after few minutes of contemplating moment on menus and stuffs to eat..from double-basted Baby Back Ribs and sizzling fajitas to a mouthwatering buffalo wings.. the food slide shows keep coming back and forth into my devilish mind..hmmm...yummy! (ok, people.. say what ever u wanna say.. Me and my lusty mind..) Astaghfirullahalazim...what am i doing??? at the end we came to one decision.. not to eat at chillis.. but ikan bakar masjid jamek! hehhe.. from a western cuisine to our very own local malay food! sounds good.. ikan bakar..with air asam..just for me! perfecto!!

A guy who made my day..

I was supposed to fast today.. but i didn't eat anything for sahur.. even drink! Again.. monday blues is coming to bug lazy bums creatures like me. I'm so lazy to get up.. so lazy to walk to shower, so lazy to iron my clothes and even lazy to get dressed. Open my wardrobe thinking what to wear.. my lazy eyes spot few clothes but only those which i don't need to iron.. gazing for 5 minutes untill i realized my sleepyself stumbled into the world of unconsciousnous. Simply took my pink baju kurung (the one that need not to be ironed). I head to the office in my sloven mode. The traffic was as usual.. bumper to bumper and extremely slow.. i dozzed off and stumbled few times.. My bro dropped me at the train and i was dragging my feet to take the train.. Damn! a very looooog Q and i had to skip the 1st train to give way to peeps before me. The second one took a bit long to reach, i bet its gonna be sardined (as the malaysian describes crowded and stuffy). It finally arrived and i pushed myself in no matter how stuffy it was till it almost blocked the door. I was squeezed in between people.. the train passed by few stops but none could enter.. till we reached bangsar since few peeps dropped off there.. This is where the climax began.. I only managed watching people trying to squeeze in without any capability to help.. I almost stumbled in my lethargic world again until something actually caught my attention.. Something really pleasing.. i managed to gaze for few seconds without a single blink untill that something realized that he was being watched stingily by someone. I was caught in the act! felt myself blushed.. i turned my face away but i knew it was too obvious.. the door was about to close.. i peep thru the glass and he was still looking.. i tried to stand behind a lady to hide my blushing face..(did i tell u before i am shy girl?) but i can see that he was still looking without guilt.. damn he looked so calm.. but his looks bring 1000 meanings that i can never tell.. and i can say that he looks really pleasing to my eye.. not extremely gorgeous nor an absolute hunk.. but good enough to take my breath away for 1 sweet memorable minute. I almost choked myself and grasp for breath.. the train passed n then i can normally breath. But the look of him still lingers in my mind.. i dropped off at the next stop and walked up to the office with the sweetest smile.. no more sleepy eyes. Thanx mr anonymous guy, u did nothing but u transformed my blues into a colorful rainbow.

The day i go grrrr!!

What a day!! fight.. fight.. fight.. cry.. cry.. cry.. but hell no.. not infront of the publics.. only if there's a cctv in the sunway pyramid public toilet.. I went emosional over things which.. i don't know y. Maybe its just me.. or maybe the surroundings that irks me for long and long for the best time to burst it magmas.. Poor the skinny malay manager at the Pizza Hut. He was just started his shift but what a bad day to start ..got punished by an emosional customer who has problem with her own emotions. But i think i have a strong reason for bursting out, but as a manager he has to get the negative credit and take the blame over his staff's incompetencies. I still remember his innocent look with that large specs uttering words of explanation.. His English was not that clear and that even pissed me off..(i'm not insulting)but.. Cakap je la bahasa melayu!! Apa? do i look like an angry english woman for god's sake?! But, i'm a forgiving person.. my soft heart is easily cured with sincere apologies.. after some time.. went back..sleep.. weep.. sleep.. and come to think of it.. i shouldn't have bursting out my temper. But guys.. Imagine i had to wait for god damn 45 mins just for a god damn garlic bread and have to wait for another 17.5 minutes for our pizza.. (17.5? i know it sounds weird..but that's what the manager said). The mistake started when one of the waitress actually mistaken the table number and sent it to other table first. Lame! I'm the type of person who keeps quiet and very patient over these matters.. I HATE arguments.. but today is not a good day to MESS around with a hungry emosional woman.. grrr!! i'm not going to talk about the problems thats bugging me.. but trust me.. strong strong reason to get emosional.. Some of you might be asking whether i get any discounts or complimentary dish? Naaah.... just a bowl of salad.. but we didn't take it.. By any chance if you (Pizza Hut manager) ever comes across this blog.. hey.. sorry if i uttered harsh words that makes you have to take a break and go to the toilet and weep.. or if it effects your mood for the whole day and your staff gets the impact.. i'm sorry..i really do.. but hey.. "Customers are always Right".

My artsy-fartsy stuffs

Another artsy-fartsy stuffs depicting objects.. hope you enjoy 'em!

An abandoned old rope captured from an abandoned boat.
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Pole and net captured at the fisherman's village in Pulau Perhentian
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The fancy pink slippers has traveled that far.

Our Merdeka Nite..

The plain unintended merdeka celebration finally turned to be kinda cool. Planned to have late dinner at gazebo, but for no strong reason we made an emergency turn heading to federal highway. After a moment of brainstorming on makan places.. we decided to go to hartamas. better range varieties of food.. With my seasoned pair of jeans beach baby-T, we were at our mediocre plain-jane look. It was raining people.. Girls at their best attires and good looking guys eyeing on the hot chickas and babes probably for .. erm..one nite stand maybe.. We had ONE important mission to accomplish. EAT, EAT, and EAT.. we were bloody starving and managed to get seats after 15 mins eyeing around. The 2 selekeh girls ordered food like no one's business. There was a band there and it was bloody noisy plus the people blowing whistles and playing confettis. We couldn't care less about it.. when it came to a point where this one typical lass accidentally sprayed a pink colored confettis to my friend's face!! Poor lisa, she was enjoying her last piece of fungi pizza. I can still remember her facial expression.. it was damn hillarious but i didn't wanna laugh at that time, and it could make things worse.. What a bummer!!! Thats it boys and girls.. we walked away with pride and it was couple of minutes before the countdown starts. Managed to see nice fireworks from the federal highway when it striked 12! We celebrated new year in the car and continued our 'so-called party' at home..

The "Ex" Factor

Here I am.. in the office. In my contemplative moment thinking about 1 small issue. A call from a friend made me sit down in front of my pc with no input for 30 mins.. (erm.. maybe more..) well, I’m not sad.. nor being melancholic over her story about ‘something’.. but I’m haunted with confusions.. and curiousity! Well, how do you cope when 2 of your exs are getting married very soon? Well, to tell the truth I have nothing against it at all. Strange or not, but I don’t feel sad.. envy or hatred over it. Why should i..? but I just don’t understand y they don’t invite their exs to their wedding. They should be happy that they actually tying a knot with someone they love.. they should be proud of it. Well, I would invite my ex to my wedding of course for the fact that I still treat them as my friends.. same as my other friends.. and secondly, I am happy that I’m marrying the one I love.. moving on my life to another stage. So, I do not see any reason y this thing should happen. To whom it may concern.. I’m just far-hearted of what he did.. and to all the exs in the world.. there is no harm in inviting your exs to your wedding because she/he just doesn’t care.. its you either can’t bare to remember the memories back then when u were together before on the bridal dais or you might afraid your ex will ruin your wedding by going berserk or flip the bird at your wedding..hahah (hell no that’s not going to happen to me) or maybe your bride is over obsessed with you and restrict you from inviting your ex to your wedding. Seriously, I think if u forgive and forget the past.. you should be able to think which is right and which is wrong. However, Miss Nice Girl here is wishing ‘si polan’ Selamat Pengantin Baru.. and a never ending joyride with your loved ones.. Here’s a simple poem to whom it may concern..

“Though I can’t be there to witness the divine moment(due to not getting the invitation or the postman lost my address), As you tie the knot.. I’m sending you all my wishes, For this special bond.. That will hold two hearts to beat as one.. .. from this moment on.. Congratulations! May your wedding day be.. A new beginning to a never ending happiness! Amin… that’s my pray for you."

Canopy walkway, anyone?

Jungle trekking and a canopy walk.. I have to say.. malaysia's rainforests are not bad at all!! it was spectacular.. an activity u should try.. By the way, shots were taken at FRIM. Click on photos for larger and more photos!

I love her.. but we ain't dykes!!

*Disclaimer: I am straight and nothing but 100% straight. The message in the illustration is trying to portray the value of friendship.

I'm sure guys do treasure friendship in their own way, holding hands, spending an evening together at the park is a No-No for 'em.. How do you guys go about best-buddies? anyway, isn't it good to have someone that you can share feel good times and the crying moments together? How i wished she was a guy or a male version of her appears in my life because soulmates are hard to find.. I love you girlfriend..(no..i'm not a dyke!) i'm glad we're bestfriends! Nothing beats having sushi with you at the park.. I'm so glad we 'd be able to share, learn and experience life together..

From dusk till dawn..

Shot was taken when i was on my way to Bagan Lalang for a seafood treat! Can't help it but to capture the beautiful scenery. I wished we could stop by, but there was a superstition about "senja merah". I'm not a superstistious person but old sayings can be true sometimes.. anyway, managed to capture it from the car.

Dawn in Cameron.. nothing compares watching the sunrise and sunsets with my loved ones! me..and my digi cam!!! :)

My trip to Cameron Highland

Photos were taken when i was on my vacation to Cameron Highland. The flowers are awesome..so virgin and vibrant! Close up shots..i love it!

Back to Nature

Sometimes we tend to forget about small things in life.. People tend to forget about somethings that are already right in front of them.. Come to think of it, how many times in your life do you thank to god about how greatful it is to be able to breath, to see, to touch and to feel. I managed to get myself outa town and rejuvenates my senses.. appreciate the beauty of nature. It was a recharging moment. I know it may sound lame to some people.. but those who appreciates these small things in life would definitely realize how lucky we are to be able to enjoy God's priceless creations.

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The beauty of being single..

Being a single lass in the city is not a big issue nowadays.. You'll see even a 40 year old lady still enjoys her life without worrying in a fact that they are wasting their fertility and reaching nearer to the world of menopause. Whereas, being a so called spinster was always a big curse in the 'ancient' society. Come to think of it, yeah.. u'll be missing out those luxuriate and pleasure of marriage, halal sex, kids and good future.. But hey, its not the end of the world yet. For those who are worried too much on accepting the fact that their age is addened up each year, celebrating your birthday without hugs and kisses from the dear ones.. or having to watch romantic flick with your galfriends or a total stranger beside you (for lass) forever or watching pornography and end up pleasuring your Joe (for lads).. sit down and think.. how the word "single" can be a good therapy for you. There's nothing cranky about being single.. don't be grumpy over small things.. Being attached won't entitle you free tickets to a good future..yet! there are some sacrifices and cost that you have to bare. Taking 2 arses into consideration.. these are 'self relief' for the singles out there to ponder upon..

This is my favourite... enjoy and appreciate your independence.. You can use your newfound free time for solitary fun, as well as self-improvement. Being single forces you to do things for yourself, like cook, do laundry and tidy up your pad. Being skilled at many things makes you a more complete, well-rounded person, a great card to hold when you decide to reenter the dating market. Brush up your skills gals and boys... erm.. theres other things to brush up as well other than sex skills and watching pornos.. hehehhe..

You can control your finances..However, understand that this does not mean that you will save money, on the contrary; you might be spending more on partying, dressing well, and so on. But at least you are the master of every single dollar you spend.

You have more time for activities.. When you're single, you have no reason to sit around doing nothing. Want to harden your body at the gym? Play a new instrument? How about watch the same chick flick or Star Wars for the 111th time? Who's stopping you? Go ahead!

You can even use the time that you'd spend pleasing your single friends and enjoy each other's company without being interrogated by your partner afterwards or during the meeting. After all, isn't neglecting your friends one of the biggest sacrifices of couplehood?

You don't have to tolerate your partner's moodiness & nagging. Gals and boys, how many times have you have to go back to your best buds pouring all your problems about your woman/man was livid for reasons you still don't understand? Relish not being the target of his/her inexplicable mood swings, and the calm that comes when there's no nagging or obsessive controls. When you noticed you actually finished up a big bucket of haagen dasz or a box with full of chocolate or junk food.. you'll know its because you chose to do it.. When you wake up on the couch, you'll know it's because you chose to pass out there.

You don't have to deal with another's personal habits. You used to cringe when he puts the wet tea bag on the table cloth, or scratching his balls publically or producing a masticating sound while eating(that annoys me to the max!)or she used your razor to shave her legs, and the scented candles she burned in every room made you sick. Now there's no irritating habits to tolerate. You can sleep peacefully without his/her snoring and hog all the blankets without a care in the world. You have no one to pick up after but yourself. Give your patience a well-deserved break and live in unflustered.

You can focus on your career (this matters the most to me!) Life is a juggling act in which you have to keep the many elements aloft, paying equal attention to each one. But if you let one drop, you can channel your forces to the remaining parts. In the absence of a relationship, you'll have much more time to devote to your work. You can put in those extra hours on a project to impress your boss, and even take on something else. And you don't have to worry about sacrificing your love life, as you'll be single and vigorous.

You can be your own boss.. Relationships are synonymous with compromise. You eventually have to sacrifice something you really like; watching chick flick with your galfriends or a football game or extra cheese on your pizza..for the good of the pair. Use your single time to treat yourself a little more. In small doses, selfishness is good for the soul. Being your own boss also means answering to no one. You went to a strip club or a gay club? You got the scent of some woman's perfume all over your clothes? or having tonnes of numbers of the opposite genders in your phonebook! Enjoy not having to explain your actions.

Well, dude.. everything i say may not be right.. but either options has good sides; you just have to learn to spot it! Society places too much importance on finding a mate, something your hormones are quick to enforce. The next time you get that pesky feeling that you have to be with someone, remember these points, and you'll savor the joys of being a free bird.