Sunday, December 30, 2007
I spy... a cucu of Cikgu Tipah
4 reasons not to buy...
However, her call reminds me of the last time we went out and shop. That was about a year plus ago. We went shopping somewhere... I just can't remember where exactly and we stopped at one of the hottest boutique. As usual, we tried anything that we like. I never really shop at these places. But, since I was a teenager, I always love to try on something. But never really bought anything. Really truly window shopping.
Come back to the story about shopping with this friends of mine. At the shop, I tried on a jeans. Nice. She was pushing me to buy it. I looked at the price and that was it. I put it back immediately. It was way to expensive for a jeans. RM500!!! Crazy...!!! My friends still tried to make me buy the jeans. Finally, I make her keep her mouth quiet, after I gave her these reasons... Especially the final reason..
1. After spending RM500 on a pair of jeans, the chances are, I won't be using it often. I would only wear it at certain occasion. What a waste? Spending RM500 then, never really use it as much as the price/value.
2. Spending RM500 on a pair of jeans and or spend RM500 for so many other things. Of course, the chances are, I won't be able to save it and put it in my Tabung Haji or ASB.I'd rather spend RM500 on so many other things. At least I got so many other things compared to only one pair of jeans.
3. It is just a pair of jeans. My RM19.90 jeans that I bought in Giant has gone from New Zealand, to Jakarta and so many other places and I am still wearing it. No one really cares as long as I am wearing something instead of going naked.
4. There is no difference between wearing a RM19.90 jeans and RM500 jeans. That is for sure. Because if I fart, it will still smell horrible. Unless, of course the RM500 jeans can make my gas smells nice.
Wednesday, December 26, 2007
She is my cousin
Monday, December 24, 2007
Life Partner
When she said that, I understand fully that if I want a perfect partner, I have to be perfect as well. Which I am absolutely, for sure not perfect. Unless of course I have a mind exactly like the kitten in the picture.
So.. my point is my friends... Suka hatilah... As long as you are happy. You have been asking about me being married. I told you all.. it is no fairy tale.. but I love every moment of it.
Sunday, December 23, 2007
Bedak Sejuk vs Japanese Product
My sis did mention that it smells like 'tapai' after putting it on the face. Tapai is basically made of rice. And it looks like in the picture below.
Saturday, December 22, 2007
Hari Raya Qurban
This is when the it was just died. And the butchers were starting to skin the cow. They have to make sure that the cow has really died before they start skinning the cow.
The skin was off. The did it in less than two minutes. At this point, my children was really interested to know what beneath the skin. At the same time they keep on telling , "Shian Cow".
This is when my children started to ask, what was the things that the butchers was bringing out. I told them that this is how the internal organs look like.
This is clearer picture of the internal organs. The heart, lungs and also other organs can be seen from here. My girl has always wanted to become a doctor when she grow up. Let just see if she if she is still interested to be one.
This was where the distribution of the meat was done where the person who paid for the cow to be slaughtered only gets 1/3 of the meat, while the rest is for the poor and needy.
It was an interesting day besides the prayer in the morning. I learned that kids can have so many questions that I had to do my research to know the answers. After they found the answers that they seek. They continue with their games and being kids. As usual.
Friday, December 14, 2007
One Fine Day
9.35am - called a client of mine that I was suppose to meet to give her, her auntie's selendang that she ordered from me. Told her that I'll meet her in the evening.
10am - at the bank. Get our passports from the safe deposits. my son's and mine are expired. Need to renew fast as Air Asia's offer only valids till this Sunday. (Oh yeah, we are planning to go to Padang next Feb)
10.30am - at the Foto ZZoom. Took my son's a passport photo and had to wait 15 minutes before they are ready. I had mine from before.
11am - rush to the Immigration in Subang. Got lost and finally found the turning to the Immigration at 12.15pm.
12.25pm - took numbers from counter 1 and saw that my number was 1310 and 1311 while the current number was 1134. Sucks! I askedmy children to sit still. I was not able to find a place to rest my hips and legs. Walking and driving for the past two hours, my back is already in full pain.
12.30pm - went to the canteen and bought nasi with an egg an a piece of chicken. (By now, my legs are already killing me with pain)
1pm - I realized that I had to go back as the place is so pack. Need to go to the toilet. So are my two kids. So rush back home.
1.30pm - my daughter said she wants to stay at grandma's place. She doesn't want to follow me. I thought that was so great. At least I can concentrate better with only one of them with. So I sent her to her grandma's. Said bye-bye and rush back to the immigration office in Subang.
2pm - arrived and waited in the building. the current number at the time was 1185. Yippee!!! More pain from my leg coming.
2.10pm - had to call my client again that I was going to be late as there were long line at the Immigration. She asked me why do I have to do the passport today when I have already promised to meet her today. What can I say. I just told her that I never thought that it was going to take this long. It is my fault.
2.15pm - my husband called, and asked where I was.
3pm - finally the number comes to 1200. And suddenly it moves quite fast. After 20 minutes, it was back to normal, which was slow.
3.30pm - my client called. She told me that she wants her money back. She is upset. I had to beg her to be a bit sabar. I had no choice. I had to do this. Not for me, but for my family. Finally, she accepted my explanation.
3.45pm - the numbers move fast again. At this point, I realized that when the supervisor was around, the people at the counter hit the number right after another. If not, they will speak on the phone or do not know what.
4.15pm - My son was hungry again brought him to the canteen and bought him roti bakar. He loves it. Thank God! There was nothing left to eat.
4.30pm - the number at the time was 1295. Finally... there was hope.
4.40pm - Finally the beautiful lady hit my number. Did what ever we had to do and wait again. That is for us to pay. (My kaki rasa dah nak tercabut)
5pm - all done. Called my client and asked her where she was. She was at one utama. I told her that I will meet her there. I rushed back home. Took the selendang. Put on a hanger and put a plastic on top of it and immediately went to One Utama and meet my client there. By the time. I seriously cannot drive any longer but I had no choice. I am not going to sleep with my son in the car there.
5.30pm - Finally I can go and pick up my daughter from her grandma's. I was so shocked to see that my daughter's hair was senget and was cut in different length all over. My mum in law told me that my daughter request for the hair cut. Rasa nak nangis sangat.
I feel pretty messed up right now. My little girl has such beautiful hair. But because of this, I have to cut her hair like a boy. I am still wondering what was my daughter thinking. Why didn't she tells me that she wants a hair cut?
Her hair is just like mine. I takes a long time to grow. On average, normal people grow half inch per month. But my daughter and I will take 3 to 4 months to grow and inch. So very slow. it is so genetic. Don't ask me how I know this because I did measure. Like I got nothing else to do. But I did. and I do not have any other things to do.That's why I measure and also out of curiousity.
Please Allah, give me strength to cut my daughter's hair short. Really short. Sayangnya, Even when she was a baby, I didn't allow my husband to cukur my daughter's hair. Now... I think, my husband is going to get his wish. He can finally cut as short or as bald as he always wanted to do to my daughter. I am so not going to do it. huaahhh!!!
Monday, December 10, 2007
Tiup belon time
Kidz oh kidz...
Thursday, December 6, 2007
Buah mengkudu
Buah nona is good in so many ways. Good if you have asthma and dandruff (like me).
Haunting the house
But I found it more of irritation. Let say, I put my sons pyjamas on the bed. I turn to my son and look back to the pyjama to put it on my son, the next thing I know, the pyjama is no longer there. The pyjama will come back eventually but not at the same spot or soon. Give me around 10 days. Suddenly it is in another room or probably at the lving room sofa. Like I said, it is no longer about being scared it is more of annoying.
But of course as my first son was a baby (less than 2 years old), he used to wake up in the middle of the night and cry. Just imangine..you are sleeping, your husband and son too. But suddenly...BOOM! He started to cry for no reason. At first I thought because of the stomach ache or some kind of pain. But then I realized that he was being disturbed by something supernatural. How do I know that? Because my husband was disturbed in the middle night also. In his half awake and half sleeping he would be fighting with something and shouted ALLAH!!! Scary huh? But to me.. it is still annoying and irritating because I work the whole day and I would like to sleep without disturbance, except when my babies wants milk or sick. But because of these things trying to haunt us, I couldn't sleep. I have to wake my son up or my husband, which was not easy and recite anything that I could think of from al-Quran. It works but still, disturbing my sleep. I have lines under my eyes.
So far, Alhamdullillah, I am okay. Nothing has really kacau me except through my son and my husband. But chipsmore attitude on things in the house... are the things that are happening to me alone. If only I know what to do. We are planning to stay in this house until we retire. No plans of going anywhere else. So whatever has been haunting us... you have to bear with us just like we have done the same with you.
Friday, November 30, 2007
Being stressful
The truth is, I am angry with myself and my life. the anger that I am feeling inside explode tonight and my daughter was becoming the victim. I felt so bad that at 10pm I made her favourite meal. Bee Hoon Goreng. I have no idea what to do next...
Thursday, November 22, 2007
To make something ordinary to become extra ordinary
Tukang urut
When I arrived with my hubby and my parents, there were another three people before us. So we waited. The tukang urut look so serious. Not even one single word came out from his mouth unless to ask the problem of the person who came to see him.
Then it was my turn. I said my salam. And he answered. He asked what was my problem and I answered. I thought just like how with others, he will just started to urut, but instead, he started to chit chating with me. Non stop. At the same time, he was still urut me, at his living room. My mom who was looking at me from the other side of the room was wondering, why was this old man so friendly with me. I was wondering the same. Until now I have no answer to that. Luckily he continue to be very friendly when it was my father's turn. So, I don't feel to creepy.
But my experience urut by this old man, I will never forget. When you look at his hand and his face when he touches my leg and back, as though he was doing nothing much until my hubby saw how my face was turning red. It was so painful when he did his urut. The same thing happen to my father. It doesn't seem that he was putting any pressure on my father's knee. But from my father's face, I know he was experiencing the same thing as I had before.
It is so amazing how many people still go to see tukang urut to seek help. I am one of them. I thought with the modern technologies way of thinking. Most people no longer seek help from tukang urut like the one that I went to yesterday.
Friday, November 16, 2007
Doctor
Thursday, November 15, 2007
Thank you Kak Ana
This one one is very simple... but too big for me...
Yang ini is the only one yang I ever wore... yang lain.. kurang keberanian.. sebab cantik sangat...
Anyway... thank you Kak Ana.
10 year old eye shadow
10 years ago, a good friend of mine bought a set of eye shadow that do not suits her skin tone... so she gave it to me. Guess what... after such a long time, I am still her good friend and the eye shadow is still the one that I have been using most days. About two hours ago.. I just told her that I still have the eye shadow that she gave me... She was shock as she herself have forgotten about the eye shadow. The tqo colours are totally out, only left the two darker colours...
Losing weight
When I was having trouble with health. I got really frustrated and very unhappy. Guess what... by feeling unhappy constantly I lose weight. I lose 7 kilos at first. Since then..I got really motuivated. The doctor told me to do some basic exercise everyday to help me walk more. Doing them has also help me to lose more inches. It's amazing how fifteen minutes of your time everyday... can help to gain back yourself.
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
Karipap pusing in the market
Sunday, November 11, 2007
Saturday, November 10, 2007
Memoirs of a Kelisa
Friday, November 9, 2007
Magnetic recovery
Monday, November 5, 2007
Boom boom beat
Alahai... since aku download... rumah aku tak dapat dengar lagu lain. Lagi boom boom beat je lah...
Friday, November 2, 2007
Business for sale
Monday, October 29, 2007
Meeting an old friend
Thursday, October 25, 2007
Selling my business
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