2006 resolutions..

resolutions..resolutions.. what are your new resolutions? sounds very cliche' huh? i hate to list down my resolutions because it seems like i've been repeating last year's list into my new list. And the list end up getting longer! Hate to say, age is soon going to be 2 years to 30! And the magical date is January 24th..( i repeat.. january 24th..hehehehh...) as u may say, its just a god damn digits.. stay young at heart! am i right? ahahah...that phrase ain't work anymore.. i do feel old.. and again, people keep saying.. old is gold.. argh!! friends my age.. some of 'em already earn handsome pay with good career.. some already owns a house or a property! (u know who u are), some are married with 2 kids! well, i'm not complaining... erm! I AM COMPLAINING.. well, just another resolutions to share with u bunch people! Mind sharing yours?

1) Find Another job --> still actively searching for one! hope 2006 brings luck to me!

2) Get an iBook --> it's my previous 2 years wish. damn! its gotta b next year!!

3) Get myself a D70s or atleast D50 --> Me and my itchy hands, my passion, my companion.. surveying the price.. and tying my belt for it!

4) Get a wheels --> totally depends on Goal#1, see.. my priority goes for Digital SLR! I'm a loyal passenger of lrts..

5) Put on braces, i hate my teeth! --> must do! after Goal#6, before Goal#7. heheheh....

6)For God's sake! Get a bf! --> erm.. no comment! *wink*wink

7)Get married! Been sleeping alone for too long! --> ahahaahha....this is forcedly included in my resolution list after a long nag (all the way from jb to kl) by my parents! For u, mom! And it totally depends on Goal#6.

Corporate Warrior Training.. anyone?

One training after another.. Have another training soon. And its called "Corporate Warrior". I'm sure some of you guys been to that training before. I'm looking forward for it as i love outdoor activities. But never been camping before. Eager, curious and anxious. The location is gonna be in Jeram Besu, Pahang. But the wheather condition worries me a lot! Some of the area in Pahang is flooding and i don't think its very safe to go. (and leeches gonna be everywhere!!!!) Anyway, the training is still on, and i don't wanna think too much on the negative sides. I got a list of stuffs here.. People, (guys especially) i need your help.. kindly add points to the list where necessary and i need some tips especially on "how to prevent leeches" because i hate that creature!!!

1) 3 pairs of long pants (Jeans/Track/pants/outdoor type)
2) 2 pairs of shorts
3) Minimum of 5 pieces of underwear (dispossable ones??)
4) 4 pair of socks (some told me i should get the football sock as it's longer, gonna b a hardwork for the leech to climb)
5) 5 pieces of T-Shirts
6) A cap
7) 1 bath Towel
8) 1 face towel ("Good Morning" type --> what the hell is "Good Morning" type?)
9) A pair of shoes (Tracking Outdoor type. Beware of shoes that have not been used for more than 6 months. The soles of this shoes tend to give way. So pls use them to check its condition. BTW, if you need a new pair, don't spend too much. As long as they have soles with good grip, you'll do fine) Whats the price like and where do i get cheap ones with good grips? any tips??
10) A pair of slippers/sandals
11) Toiletries : Toothbrush, Toothpaste, Shampoo or any other personal favourites
12) Personal Torchlights with extra batteries and bulbs
13) A pen knife
14) Herbal insect repellant
15) Any prescribed medications

Items that will be provided by camp :
1) Knapsacks
2) Parang
3) Cooking utensils and rations for outdoor sessions
4) Tents
5) Food

Mayday! Mayday! RED ALERT!

Zits?? arghhhh.. By looking at my 2 red swollen an almost ready to erupt volcano enough to turn my mood off. yup! i'm talking about my 2 symetrical zits on my cheeks. I try to avoid looking at the mirror that often and try to handcuff myself from touching my face. Today is the day that's been highlighted in the calendar as the blue monday and gloomy is my second name. Especially when you have long break and long journey back from a holiday. Reached home quite late last nite from my trip to JB. It was one hell of a tiring and loong journey. Imagine we had to stop at almost every R&R due to my sis having diarrhea. And of course she gotta go when she gotta go! That delayed our journey.I woke up late this morning without realizing i don't have anything ironed to wear to work. Rushed to shower. Had an express shower and glanced at the mirror!! Arrrggghh!! zits!! big! red!! I feel like going back to bed and pull my blanket and continue sleeping and submit an MC to my boss tomorrow.. but thinking of my pile of work in the office.. (still not doing anything now.. i'm blogging...heheh) i just open my closet and grabbed my white sweater and my pants . Put some powder and theres no need to conceal it with extra coverage because i will end up looking like a chinese opera. Covered them with my hair.. and Voila!Looked at my wrist watch.. damn.. its almost 7.15 and my bro was already waiting for me.. As i ran down the stairs, i felt a severe contractions in the musculature of my tummy. Pulling and twisting my muscle back and forth in a weird rotations. I stumbled down and i think i have to rush to the loo! Geez.. it must've been the food at the wedding yesterday.. and the grilled cockles, grilled tofu with peanut gravy, portugese sting-ray and the deep fry squid i had at Lido the nite before.. or have i been cursed by my sis for acting grumpy and muttering too much words of complaints for her stopping too much for loo breaks. After struggling myself in the loo for couple minutes (i know my bro was already waiting outside), clean up and rush.. i stumbled once again.. this time a double contraction.. gosh it did it again.. had to rush back to the loo.. and no.. it was not diarrhea.. its the time of the month! RED ALERT! RED ALERT! no wonder the zits... and my gloomy self!Its not easy to be a woman, realizing i'm having my period (although its a bit late this month) and no wonder its causing me pain. I don't see y i should be embarassed blogging about this because at least it gives you male out there some clue how period effects us female. So, those of you who have girlfriends who suffer from menstrual pains (in the medical term we call it 'dysmenorrhea') don't blame them for behaving weird (understand them, love them and accomodate them) . Ok, for a severe cases (which i'm thankful i don't suffer from having one).. someone told me (who experienced one) imagine the pain of giving birth.. its almost the same feeling but of course with less contractions and muscle pulls. Another good friend of mine, cry herself to bed struggling fighting the pain of 'dysmenorrhea' and has to pay a doctor a visit every month to get an ammunition pills or sometimes an injection to fight it. No wonder some acting weird, hot-tempered (which i'm glad i still manage to control my emotions when the time comes).No wonder i couldn't sleep last nite.. having discomfort which i thought was a diarrhea. Woke up in a middle of the nite and looking at the watch its 3 am in the morning is not a pleasant dream to bare. Tried to close my eyes tightly but still imagining stuffs i didn't want to imagine.. plus struggling to fight the pain.... does this give me good reason to extend my holiday? shall i take an MC and go back and sleep????? what about my pile of work??? pffttt!!!

Purrrfect day with the purrrfect ones!

A friend was outa town and she left me a key with a task. Feed her babies.. OMG there are so cute and adorable! It breaks my heart to see them locked in a cage! As soon as they saw me, they started meowing hungrily.. oh..poor felines!!! Being with 'em never fail to put a smile to my face and just by looking at them brings my cheer mood back! They take my breath away... oh!

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..