ANADH

We, have not ended.
You and me, have a lot more to catch up with.
You and me still have a lot to tell, to share and to conquer.

You still have to be there to care, to control and to catch me.
You still have to draw, speak and advice me.
You still have to be there, to be, my friend..

I may sometimes run, but you'll have to chase me.
I may be selfish, so shake me with ur selflessness.
I may be ignorant, so nail me back to reality.

I am the kite, and you are the runner.
Don't let me go, let me fly high.
Control me with your strength,
Care for my beauty with your passion towards flying me.

Look up to me, knowing that you mean a lot to me.
Look up to me knowing that we depend on each other.

The string connecting us, shall never be cut.
The string between us, is our friendship...

Why women can rule the world:)

After a few lunch dates with my highschool girlfriends, we came to a very hot and interesting topic that actually got me thinking..

We were obviously busy catching up on each other and filling ourselves up with the latest juicy gossips that happened to this,this this girl which broke up with that,that ,that guy..

And so, it got all of us bimbos to think juuuussstt a little bit about how we even got those news!

We all unanimously agreed to the famous and brilliant saying that behind every man, there is always a woman. Somehow, one way or anothere, most of us girls have a man that juuustt, cannot keep a secret:) and of course when you put a group of girls out for lunch dates, woo hoo!! gossip free zone does not exist!
Next thing you know,even your friend's family members know it too!

and why i say women can rule the world? it's because the girls's secrets stay within the girl's circle only. Plus, we get the guys's stories as well. HAHAHA..

Sadly, the boys only get storiest about their other guy friends and maybe if they are lucky enough, they might get a few hints from 'his' girl:)

Yien, a fat chunk of flesh & Xin



Chery, Yien & me

1 Belian reunion
Ms. Read, May 2009

KISS of DEATH

Since everyone i know posted up their final work of their IT photoshop project on their blogs, why should i be excluded? hehe..nak show off jugak..walaupun hasil kerja yang tak sehebat beberapa orang tuh..

It is an anti smoking advertisement done using adobe photoshop CS2. My targeted groups are smokers amongst the women. So, I've decided to combine a harmless object which generally represents a women, with the harmful but considered "danger-less" to many...

To YOU smoking fellas out there, wake up from your dreams man..../(woman).the only kiss you're gonna get, is this kiss of death made by me:) Enjoy!!!

Transverstite

Cough* Cough* i'm sorry to my dear readers if i have any, for my heavily webbed and dusty blog.
I have been pretty busy lately with many presentations to do but Alhamdulillah,the difficult part is now done.

The cultural night/evening had just ended last thurs(group 3C)/ fri(group 3D).
As for my group, we had chosen to do about malay circumcision. No doubt, it was difficult.
We were all girls and we're presenting about MALE circumcision. We knew nothing about it. Plus, there is another all boys group presenting the same thing the day before.
Expectations were high. We were being compared to. They've set a pretty high standard for us.They were excellent of course. They went through it. We girls had ours done while we're still a baby,so what DO we know.

Nevertheless, the boys were really helpful and generous to share with us their information. We've learnt a lot from them and after some alterations, we've managed to pull it off! We made ours in the form of a story inspired by the upin n ipin story. I've never watched it but some of my group mates were their biggest fans.
Not by choice, i was given the role as the one getting circumcised but it was worth it after thickening my face to 2 inches thick to play it. I got some positive comments from the panel judges:) eh eh..perasan pulak aku ni..


judge 3:what's your name?(pointing to my direction with a serious face on)

Me: Ali sir (oh crap, oh crap, where did i mess up..)

judge 3: u did and excellent job! u made the story lively!

My expression changed from a frown to a smile of relive..Alhamdulillah.
but then...

judge 4: u, Ali,! masa your abah cakap nak kena sunat, u patut berhenti la makan ayam goreng tu.. ni tak, u boleh sambung acting makan tu.. saya nampak tau...

hehe terkantoi..dah la aku tak makan lunch,plus we're the last to present pulak tu..kalau la ayam tu ayam betul..tak ingat script la aku..


Overall, i think the comments we got was okay..except for the slight lack of content. But tak pe la, we've given our best shot:)

So yea, it was fun to dress up as a boy in the baju melayu..its so comfy..i wonder if one day it will be a trend for the girls to wear it. i think we would look pretty cool:)
I got the chance to experience the best of both worlds for a moment.

Which reminds me, i want to watch Hannah Montana the movie!!

Ali, out!

I smell something FISHY!!

While i was doing my regular blog browsing sessions, i stumbled upon this blog which i find very interesting with his unique style of writing. I could so tell that he'd be a much more interesting guy in person.

Anyhow, there was this one post of his that really moved me. It has been awhile since i last came across such a meaningful article online, magazines or any other mediums for that matter.

As cliche' as it sounds, it was about love... gosh, looking at my blog title, u should be expecting this post coming already..


So, he said something along these lines:

Love is not all about poetries, chocolates and flowers...
but it is the thoughtful mundane routine that is done to make your loved one happy.


And so, it was about his dad whom had this weekly routine of buying fish for his wife to cook. I know, you guys may think why fish for love? haha..the author is a chicken person by the way..

Every Saturday mornings he would rise up and head to the morning market alone without being told to do so by his wife. All he needed to know was what his wife wants to cook for that day, and he'll do all the shopping.

One early morning, as the author had forcefully volunteered( I'm quoting him) to follow his dad to the market, he did not learn a single bit about fish which his dad had constantly been feeding him with.. His dad said to him that how is he gonna marry someone if he doesn't know how to buy a good fish? and as predicted, he did take it lightly and forgot all about the fish info inputs earlier on..

Little did he know that his dad had more planned for him for their return from the market.

He might have probably been dreaming of catching back up with his sleep, but

NOoooo.....

His dad made him listen and help him clean the gooeeyy,smelly market fish pulak..

Not only did his dad go and buy the fish at the smelly market on his weekend morning (where he could have resorted to just stay in bed), but he did all the dirty work of cleaning the fish up so that all his wife had to do was to just cook the fish for the family.

His dad may or may not have said all the mushy i love you-s, but his actions did shout it all more than words could. The best part is, it is not just a 1 day thing. It is his routine.. It's continuous. It's his constant flow of love....

Years later did the author realize what his dad unintendedly wanted to show him was his earnest love for his wife....

..and the author still remains a chicken person as he never understood the need of susah-susah clean the fish..


Which reminds me so much of my dad... He would do the grocery shopping with his girls on the weekends and if he sees something then he would call my mom if she wants it or he would say something like,' tanya mak engkau, dia nak tak?' that kind of thing...

Even for weddings, dinners, functions, usually the men and ladies would help themselves on the food served, but my dad will take all my mom's favourites for her so that she wouldn't have to move about so much with the heels on. All she had to do was sit, loook pretty and eat!!

In whatever thing that my dad does, he will always ingat my mom..makan pun, before we piranhas finish eating, he would say 'eh , mak eng-kau dah rasa belum?' If she is upstairs, he would call her down or bring it up for her to eat...even if dah tengah-tengah malam and we girls pun dah tidur, he would wake us up to eat the tapau-ed food he bought..

HERE: is the link of the blog i was talking about. He had described it in a better way of course.Funny guy:)

http://lipassepi.blogspot.com/2008/07/sinatraz-berkarangan-bahasa-inggeris.html


p/s: ain't me daddy sweet??

To my beloved WAN

This Wan,was the one who thought me how to eat nasi lemak, by mixing the sambal first

The Wan who gives me a whole plastic bag of rambutans

The Wan that thought me how to bake, encouraged me to drive, supported me on my way of becoming a 'cover girl'.

The Wan that drives me to and from college, accompanied me on the evening walks back from school. Treated me ice cream Malaysia during my childhood years.

The Wan that stayed up late with me during my SPM months. (Whom had to pee 10 times a night after drinking the coffee we experimented on.)

The Wan that dates the Pak cik jual kuey teow in uptown every Friday night.

The Wan that was stalked by the guy who was chasing after me...(I'm sorry, i know you were so freaked out)

The Wan that could not live without my navigation on roads:)

The Wan that lost her toes for the walking club, which has officially been abandoned..(No worries, she grew them back!)


To my dear beloved,

WAN SYAZMIN binti WAN MOKHTAR,
HAPPY 19th BIRTHDAY!

I've enjoyed the decade+2 years that we've known each other. I treasure the ups and downs we've been thru together. The fights, the love, the care, the gossips,the insults and every single bits of it. I lap u!!!

Traffic light!

Green, Yellow, and...Red!

Imagine...

a lady in a hot, black, pencil cut skirt, hair tied up into a bun, black framed glasses and hot red lipstick walking pass YOU!



That's how movies usually portray secretaries, receptionists and.... timekeepers???



Ha..ha..

Unfortunately, I wasn't dressed as the girl described,..BUT! I was the timekeeper for CUCMS toastmaster Demo:)



It was so cool!
I know, i stumbled a little while explaining my role...
Well, i was nervous..hehe..
n the lights just had to go against me when i was trying to demonstrate its functions..



but heck, i'm a Goooood timekeeper!

YAY ME!!! k,k,k,.....i know, i know... I shall not 'syok sendiri'



Anyhow, congratulations ALIA and the committee involved. Even if we don't set up an official club, I'm sure we'll do something along those lines..

I'm TOASTING for you:)