Spot the difference

Can you spot the difference

My elder sister

Today my elder sister turns 21. She can vote. But she thinks voting blows. She so cool.

Did I mention she is my elder sister?

Happy birthday Yayah.

miauuu....

Time of the month

Shit happens

When the time of the month comes, I become confused. Am I angry, or am I upset. I think I forgot how to be angry. But I definitely remember how it feels to be upset.

Trivial things don't make me angry. Na'ah. But like a bottled PepsiMax left unopen and shaken and stirred too many times, it will burst out all its fierce force of carbonated soda water. Me too.

Shit happens

I don't need your effing explaination.

No thanks.

S.T.F.U

Recently, I found out that it is easier for others to speak up to me. They can talk to me about anything and everything under the sun. I am happy that people are opening up to me and they can be rest assured that their stories are theirs only to tell and not mine. I would say that I am like a book of stories, kept shut by the lock of trust.

Not only stories about themselves are told to me, there are stories about others too. I just listen and tend not to comment much. Only speak when my opinions are asked. But sometimes, just because people can tell me anything at all, it is somehow a disadvantage to me.

See, I love honesty. So, if I do something that is not up to anyone's liking, they will definitely let me know. The thing is, the same things are done recklessly by others but no one dares to complain because they are afraid that they might hurt the others. I mean, it is so trivial, I couldn't care less.

But if it were me who did it, they will definitely let me know as soon as possible.

Don't make me say "Shut the F*** up!" to your faces.

You won't like it when I am nasty.

Apa guna?

Semalam aku pergi makan kat Puteh Seroja (OK OK la... bukannye sedap sangat. Saje je gian nak makan steamboat. Sambil makan tu, aku pun bercakap la sama partner makan aku. Selain itu, aku juga mendengar bunyi2 suara para pemakan lain di situ. Tiba2 meja aku senyap sebab masing lapar sangat and makan adalah perkara yang harus kami lakukan.

Telinga aku pula terbuka kepada cerita2 orang2 yang lain yang berada disitu. Aku mula2 tak dapat tangkap apa cerita makcik tu. Galak betul dia bercerita. Nampak alim la juga makcik tu, bertudung litup, pakai baju kurung.... Alhamdulillah...

Tapi cerita yang aku dengar dia khabarkan tu, bila aku fkir2 balik, serupa macam tak payah je....

Dia baru balik dari Makkah. Buat haji gamaknya. Tapi cerita yang aku dengar tu, dia mengata pasal para jemaah lain yang ada dengan dia pada waktu tu.

Ntah apa apa ntah.

I am tired of that look you are giving me. Does it take a whole lot to be honest?

Do you think my life is easy? Then you are definitely wrong.

Do you think that I don't care about most things? Then you are definitely wrong.

Do you think that I never concentrate on the tasks that I need to complete? Then you are definitely wrong.

Do you think that I am not responsible just because I can't answer some of your queries? Then you are definitely wrong.

I have a life, and I also have to manage things that are apparently not also in my life. I am sure that many of you are adults and sometime can see that I need time to think and recollect. Yes, I may forget. Yes, I may not have all the answers, but I can bet my last penny that I am doing my level best. If you bloody well think that there are others that can do this job better than me, by all means, please... go ahead. I really want to wash my hands off and you know what, why don't YOU take the responsibilities and see if you could have done a better job.

I am not a quitter. But if you agree, I will happily step down.

Thanks for making my day.

Credit, Coffee, and Carrier

Mr. & Mrs. Ng have 3 lovely daughters; Elaine, Ena & Ella.

The 3 daughters were brought up in a prim-and-proper way and when they reached 20, they were still virgins. Years passed, and it was time to get them married.

So, the parents found them the most suitable ' leng chais' (handsome guys). They got married and were preparing to set-off on their honeymoon. As 'concerned' (more like 'kay-poh') parents, Mr.& Mrs. Ng were curious about their daughters' first-night experience. So, before the daughters went on their respective honeymoons, Mrs. Ng told them......'Your father and I want to know about your 1st night encounters and whether you are satisfied. Write a letter to us, but as not to raise your husbands' curiosity...you all must use a code-name to describe your experiences'.

So, the excited daughters were off. A week passed. Mr. & Mrs. Ng got the first letter. It was from Elaine. They opened the letter and found the word 'STANDARD CHARTERED'. They immediately took the newspaper and looked for the Standard Chartered advertisement. 'Ah! here it is!', exclaimed Mr. Ng. The motto for Standard Chartered was... 'BIG, STRONG & FRIENDLY' Mr & Mrs. Ng were happy.

A week later, they got another letter. This time it was from Ena. The content was simple. 'NESCAFE'. So, again they took the newspaper and looked for the Nescafe ad. 'Ah! here it is.. 'NESCAFE: PLEASURE TILL THE LAST DROP'. Mr. & Mrs. Ng beamed with joy.

Another week passed. A month passed. And another. There was still no letter from Ella. The Ngs became worried. Finally, the letter came. It was scribbled and could hardly be read, but Mrs. Ng managed to figure it out. The code-name was'AIRASIA'.
Why 'AIRASIA'...? Mr.Ng rushed to the nearest store and got a newspaper. He flipped the pages frantically. 'Ah! Here it is!' Mrs. Ng grabbed the page and read aloud. Before she could finish .......THUMP!!!...she fell off her chair..
The motto was ...'7 DAYS A WEEK. 6 TIMES DAILY. NON-STOP'...!!!

Aku suka yang muda

Kalau lelaki tua bercinta dengan perempuan muda...
Biasa.

Kalau perempuan bercinta dengan lelaki yang lagi muda dari dia...
Kena gossip.

Kenapa?

Kalau perempuan muda boleh nak dengan lelaki tua, kenapa lelaki muda tak boleh mempunyai perasaan yang sama?

Kenapa bila perempuan bercinta dengan lelaki yang lebih muda, lelaki itu dikatakan sebagai 'toy boy'? Tak ke pernah korang terfikir yang mungkin lelaki itu sudah bosan dengan perangai perempuan yang sama umur atau lebih muda dari dia, kerana mereka tidak matang seperti perempuan yang lebih berumur?

Sorry, aku tak tujukan benda ni kepada sesiapa. Aku sekadar berfikir.

Aku berdarah muda :P

Can I upload images from my cerebral cortex via bluetooth to my Mr. DELL?

OMG! If that was possible, I wouldn't mind. But as far as I know, that is so not possible. Therefore, I am so so so so so saddened by it. Why? Because for the past weeks, I have been spotting many interesting and funny stuffs that I would love to write about. But I can't!!!

AARRRRGGGGHHHH!!!

I hope after this my thighs can fit into a size 27 slim-fit jeans

**nice shoes....

Today is the first day of the posting that i dread most: MEDICINE. I don't know why, but I super don't like medicine at all. I can still stand paeds (although it is actually medicine in so many ways), but not medicine.

I have not been out and about exercising myself for the past week. I have been busy, really, really REALLY busy. Travelling, managing, washing, buying my Mama the perfect gift (oopppsss....that was totally not supposed to be said here)... God knows what other things, but I was extremely occupied. So, I felt a little(a lot actually) guilty for not punishing my already balloon sized figure into working out a sweat for the past week.

But today, I don't think I can make myself to feel guilty even if I tried. Fine, that I didn't workout for the past week. Fine, that I have been eating crazy. WHATEVER!!! Because today, I have been running up and down the stairs. Today, the first day of my dreaded posting, I have been working out, managing the team, one way or another. Burning my calories by not only being highly mobile, but also the stress.

As it is, I was awake since 5am today.....

So I guess I am actually building a love-hate relationship with medicine, no?

The lighter side of dark

So, the Earth Hour 2010 was back on March 27th, if I am not mistaken. Many people asked me: "Hey, how come you don't support the Earth Hour?"

Seriously, if I were to answer that, I would end up ranting about anything and everything about saving the earth rather than just one measly hour of switching off the electrical items and then going on the street to party or burning more fuel to get to somewhere just so that you can spend the hour in the cold comfort of the air-conditioned cockpit of your car and then you would want to stop at 7-Eleven to get yourself a can of Dad's Rootbeer that you could have just held it in your hand but you insist that you want it to be put in a small plastic bag that you will throw as soon as you step out the glass door of the said 7-Eleven and you have the face to ask me: "why aren't you supporting earth hour?". See, I told you why it was good that I didn't answer that question to start off with.

So the hype was back again and many radio stations supported the cause and say that they will be off air for the whole hour. Really? Don't Bullshit la weii... There were many radio stations that supported Earth Hour and still were blasting on air.

And then those who support earth hour, they shop with plastic bags for EACH effing item that they bought.

Or worse, they support earth hour, party on the streets and dispose the empty canisters on the streets as well.

Please don't talk to me about saving the earth. Save your breath, save the world.

OMGWTFAreyoutalking about??

SleepBox

I think this is a good idea and all of the international airports should have this. Then this will give the hiked-up airport hotels a run for their money!

I would love to try sleeping in one.

Pecah rumah

*memang sebiji macam ni la lock basikal ni. cuma kat rumah ni, warna biru.

Setelah beberapa lama aku tak jejakkan kaki kat KL, akhirnya semalam, selepas aku punya end-of-posting exam (aku pass!!), aku pun melarikan diri ke KL. Iye lah, bila aku kat AS, ada je benda yang kena aku buat. Not that I am complaining ke apa, but sometimes, I need my space too. So, dengan hati yang excited dan gumbira, aku pun balik la rumah.

Sampai KL, memang la aku tired gila. Turun kat pudu, jalan pergi LRT station, naik LRT pergi KLSentral lak untuk beli ticket nak balik ke AS. Then tunggu bus RapidKL untuk balik ke TTDI. Lapar pun lapar, penat, toksah cakap la, memang dah tahap ketua kampung punya penat tu. Maklumlah, sebelum end-of-post memang ada banyak kerja nak selesaikan and banyak orang aku kena berurusan dengan. Pendek kata, telefon aku memang tak reti nak senyap arr..

Setibanya kat bus stop depan Makbul TTDI tu, aku pun usha la nak makan apa. Memang dah niat sangat dalam hati nak makan tandoori set (kat AS takde yang best OK!!). So, beli la bungkus. Then menapak la pergi ke teratak indah aku ni. Jam kat tangan pun dah hampir pukul 11mlm. Punya la excited aku sampai kat lift kat rumah ni. Tiba2 bila aku sampai depan pintu rumah, aku tersentap....

"Owh, patut la aku rasa tak sedap hati je dari tadi masa dalam bus", bisik hati kecil aku

Kunci untuk lock basikal yang aku guna untuk lock pintu grill depan rumah aku ni, aku tak bawa balik.... jeng jeng jeng... macam mana aku nak masuk rumah? Dah lewat malam, takkan ada locksmith yang buka kott? Aku mula2 gunakan tenaga aku yang dah takde tu, aku tarik2 lock tu, dengan harapan aku boleh cabut lock tu, atau lebih best, cabut pagar tu terus (iye, aku tengah geram masa tu)..

Tapi nasib baik la aku ni pandai sikit lagi dari lock basikal tu.

Aku tarik2 lock tu, aku leraikan gulungan dia, pastu aku buka pintu pagar tu dengan kunci pagar yang memang aku bawa balik. Then aku tarik sebesar mana pintu tu boleh buka dengan keadaan lock basikal itu masih melekat kat pagar tu, pastu aku pun squeezed myself through the opening.

Tere kan aku?

Lepas ni, kalau ada sesiapa yang pecah rumah, kemungkinan besar bukan aku la yang buat tu :P

Sarcasm is a woman's virtue

He Said To Me!

He said to me . .... . I don't know why you wear a bra; you've got nothing to put in it
I said to him .... .. .. You wear pants don't you?



He said to me ..... . ........ Shall we try swapping positions tonight?
I said . That's a good idea - you stand by the stove & sink while I sit on the sofa and do nothing but fart




He said to me.. ... What have you been doing with all the grocery money I gave you?
I said to him . ....... Turn sideways and look in the mirror!




He said to me. ..... Why don't women blink during foreplay?
I said to him ... They don't have time




He said to me. . How many men does it take to change a roll of toilet paper?
I said to him ... I don't know; it has never happened.




He said to me. . Why is it difficult to find men who are sensitive, caring and Good- looking?
I said to him . .. . They already have boyfriends.




He said...What do you call a woman who knows where her husband is every night?
I said. . . A widow.




He said to me.... Why are married women heavier than single women?

I said to him ... . . Single women come home, see what's in the fridge and go to bed. Married women come home, see what's in bed and go to the fridge.

Jantan atau Betina?

*cantiknyer laptop ni kan ma?? hint hint....


A SPANISH Teacher was explaining to her class that in Spanish, unlike English, nouns are designated as either masculine or
feminine.


'House' for instance, is feminine: 'la
casa.'
'Pencil,' however, is masculine: 'el
lapiz.'

A student asked, 'What gender is
'computer'?'

Instead of giving the answer, the teacher split the
class into two groups, male and female, and asked them to decide for
themselves whether computer' should be a masculine or a
feminine noun. Each group was asked to give four reasons for
its recommendation.

The men's group decided that 'computer'
should definitely be of the feminine gender ('la
computadora'), because:

1.. No one but their creator understands their internal
logic;

2 The native language they use to communicate with other
computers is incomprehensible to everyone
else;

3. Even the smallest mistakes are stored in long term
memory for possible later retrieval; and

4. As soon as you make a commitment to one, you find
yourself spending half your paycheck on accessories for
it.

(THIS GETS BETTER!)

The women's group, however, concluded that computers should be Masculine ('el computador'),because:

1. In order to do anything with them, you have to turn
them on;

2. They have a lot of data but still can't think for
themselves;

3. They are supposed to help you solve problems, but
half the time they ARE the problem; and

4. As soon as you commit to one, you realize that if you
had waited a little longer, you could have gotten a better
model..

The women won.

Patah bertongkat

Pernah tak dengar lagu Jentayu? yang dinyanyikan oleh nora and sheila majid tu? ingat tak? OK takpe, kalau tak ingat, ini snippit lirik dia...

Jentayu
Patah sayap bertongkat paruh
Jentayu
Patah paruh bertongkat siku
Jentayu
Patah siku bertongkat dagu
Jentayu
Patah dagu bertongkat kuku

Pinjamkanlah hatimu
Untuk semua



dengan dukacitanya dimaklumkan, aku punya hand-me-down Mr. Dell pada 1-4-10 ni, telah fracture di bahagian yang sangat vital, iaitu the hinge between the screen and the board. aku tak tahu macam mana boleh jadi macam ni. aku serious rasa sedih sangat sekarang. benda ni pun dah 10tahun umur dia, jadi agak-agaklah sikit macam mana dia boleh fracture kan....



jadi ini versi lagu aku untuk Mr. Dell

Mr. Dell
Patah sebelah bertongkat sebelah lagi
Mr. Dell
Patah sebe;ah lagi bertongkat screw
Mr. Dell
Patah screw bertongkat wayar
Jentayu
Patah wayar bertongkat botol air

Pinjamkanlah kekuatan semua
Untuk aku bersabar.....


serious, sekarang aku tongkat screen Mr. Dell dengan botol air. unik kan aku?