Monday, July 19, 2010

Why Men Should Not be a Model a.k.a. Laki Sik Patut Peragakan Diri

I was looking through some old pictures to find the ones that are worth developing when I found this: 

I was like, What is this doing here? Why would I have some random pictures sitting so comfortably and undeleted in my folder? 

I then took a closer look and finally understood.  

Patutla... Uncomfortable much?  Even a mannequin couldn't stand wearing the material.  So guys and girls, always be careful of what you buy.  By the way, this picture was taken in Queensbay before my Sulus and I went to watch movies.  And I'm just saying.  

Sunday, July 18, 2010

Some People Just Can't Take No For An Answer a.k.a. Sik Paham Bahasa

I have a tom-cat named Yoyo.  He is very gluttonous.  Every five minutes, he will ask for food.  Sometimes, I get fed up because of his constant mewing so I just turn a deaf ear.  

Doesn't he remind you of the cat in Shrek? 


Yoyo has a routine.  Every morning after I wake up, he will call out to me and demand for his milk.  
Every. Single. Morning.  As long as I have not given in to him, he will mew and mew and mew and mew.  Non-stop.  It gets irritating because he sounds so pitiful and I hate feeling guilty.  

But once I let Yoyo inside the house, he will keep following me around UNTIL I give him his milk.  Kucing ini memang muka tebal (This cat is shameless).  Eventually, I will give in because if a fat cat follows you around like a shadow, you will trip if you are not careful.  I nearly did a few times.  

This morning, I decided to change the routine as it was the weekend.  But Yoyo doesn't understand the concept of time.  He doesn't know that there are such things as weekend and weekdays.  If there are, so what? He still needs to eat - all the time.  He is, after all, only a cat.  

So here's what happened...

 As usual, Yoyo peeped inside the house.  When nobody answered... 

He mewed louder.  Still, no one bothered.  

So, he decided to take matters into his own hands paws. 

He suddenly remembered how his master opens the door.  

It was not a bad plan... only, he is not tall enough *sigh* 

What a shame.  I could have registered him for Sibu's Smartest Cat in Malaysia's Book of Records.  Hm... sounds funny.  

What about you, what does your pet do? 

Friday, July 16, 2010

Friends 4-Ever a.k.a. Angelissiawyan

Suddenly feel a little jiwang (romantic).  Convocation is almost here and by then I'll be officially graduated from USM. 

Graduations make me feel jiwang, I guess.  Cos after that, I'll have less chance to meet my university friends.  Someone once said, the friends you make in the university will be your friends for life.  If I'm not mistaken, it was Sydney White's mum who said that.  Haha.  But it's true. 

I never thought that I would meet a friend that good, we'll be like soul sisters, much less four! 

I went alone to the university.  No parents, no friends.  Luckily, my cousin and her husband who live in Kedah were kind enough to see me off. 

I don't know how to describe my feelings then.  It was my first time away from home without any chaperone and I was going to be there for four months before I would be able to go back to my hometown again.  Feelings of regret for choosing a university so far and foreign did creep in once in a while for the first few days. 

I had wanted to go to the university with two of my best friends and miraculously the three of us got offered the same university but both of them rejected the offer and left me all alone.  Thanks a lot, you two! 

Yeah, yeah, I was a little mad then but I couldn't possibly blame them for pursuing their dreams in the field they really love, could I? You know how understanding a friend I am.  Ahem!

But, God had better plans for me.  So what if the two "traitors" ditched me?  I can always make new friends. 

My first friend, of course was my roommate.  She is such a sweet and easygoing girl, I simply could not help but became good friends with her.  Unfortunately, she was moved to another block for the second semester because our building needed renovation.  However, it was not long before we became roommates again until she graduated.  

My roomie and I.  We are both cute, aren't we? :)

Then, there was BF.  We met when I joined St John's Ambulance.  That sneak kept taking pictures of me (without permission!) on our round island trip.  I only found that out much, much later.  He was nice and caring then.  Not that he is not now, just that you know after seeing someone for a while, you get sick of them.  Haha.  We started seeing each other in my second year, so yeah, we are now a very very boring couple.  
The Boring Couple

It was also in my second year that I got to know Angel and Siaw Yan better.  I knew Angel because she was in my group during St John's annual camp.  You know how some people just have face that is pleasing to the eyes because they look friendly? She doesn't just look friendly, she IS friendly.  It's not hard to be good friends with her.  She is seriously lovable, not because she is a bootlicker (no, far from it) but because of her attitude and outlook in life.  One thing for sure, she is very optimistic. 

Actually, I knew Siaw Yan first.  We met during the orientation week.  I thought she was very shy because she was very quiet at that time.  So, we didn't talk much.  Besides, I was still mad with two people at that time (D, if you're reading this, feel free to curse me.  It's not like I can hear you anyway.  Wahahahahaha).  I got the chance to know really know her when we became EXCO for St John Ambulance in our second year.  Menyesal aku kenalnya.  Eh eh, menyesal aku sik kenalnya awal.  You won't believe it but underneath that quiet mask, this girl's humour can kill you.  True, she doesn't talk much if she doesn't know you but once the ice is broken, you'll discover that she's "not that innocent" (sing along to Britney's Oops!  I did it again). 
We became roommates in our final year when she moved out of the hostel.  It was great because then, we gossiped almost every night.  I love gossiping! 

I knew Lis last because she is like the popular girl.  Haha :p
She knows everyone.  Seriously.  We became close because of CUS.  We also had dance class together.  This girl, how should I describe her? She loves to have fun and everything is an adventure for her.  She LOVES to shop.  Not that we don't but she especially loves it.  And boy, does she know how to shop.  I love shopping with her (and Angel and Siaw Yan too) because she has good taste and we love Hollywood style.  You know, I didn't really enjoy shopping until I met her.  I mean, I used to give up finding something if I can't find it after a while, but with her, every item is a mission.  We have to find it until we get it.  It was a new lesson for me, one that I practice until now.  I felt so touched that someone would care so much to find something for me and not regard it as a hassle.  No one has ever done that for me before.  NO ONE. 

These, everyone, are my girls, my Sulus (Sulu means sweetheart in Iban): 

From left: Yan, Lis, Me, Angel.  Just ignore the guy.   

Of course, later, we also got to know juniors who rock like Melod and Step

Melod is quiet and shy.  I know that now.  Melod, dolok aku ingat kawu sombong cos sik mok senyum ngan aku :p hehe 
Melod is also very athletic.  Kapten Futsal, you! 
But now, after I got to know her, she is someone who stands by her principle and far from being arrogant.  I enjoy talking to her because we have the same questions about certain issues and we are keen to find out the cause and reason to these issues.  Okay, some people may not understand and suggest that we not think too much.  If I were alone in the boat, I would feel ashamed and not raise the question to another person, but because Melod understands, I feel relieved.  At least there is someone who has the same questions and concern like me.  It feels good just to talk about it.  Thanks, Melod. 

Step pulak... Step tuk gila-gila kit.  Nya tuk muka jak macam blur + mangah tapi skali bukak mulut, keluar sampah.  Iboh manas, Step.  Tapi kawulah antara orang yang aku sik dapat mok nganok walaupun kawu slalu jak nganok aku.  Huhu.  Step tok sensitip sebenarnya tapi nya molah lawak k cover kesensitipannya.  Nya tuk, aku anggap kedak adik aku juak.  Sik tauk la, tapi aku rasa nya still kedak miak.  Mun kawu jenis perasan, Step, kawu akan ingat aku madah diri kawu ya kiut.  Tapi kawu sik perasan, nak? Mun aku join konversesyen nya ngan Melod, meletopz!  Siriesli, aku madah.  Slamba jak perkataan 18SX kuar dari mulut miak tok.  Ish!  Anak sapa kah ya... 
Aku ingat gik taim bertdei nya, mek orang polah-polah lupak.  Nya ngan Melod jak duduk tunggu ngan nasik 7 pinggan, lauk 7 jenis dah habis order.  Skali aku tepon madah sik jadi pegi, terus nya manas.  Sik mok kakar ngan aku.  Tpaksalah aku eksen kakar ngan Melod yang sebenarnya dah berkomplot ngan mek orang. 
Melod: Kenak, tak orang sik jadi kah?
Aku: Aku rasa la... Lis ngan Angel ada asainmen, Yan baru jak balit dari skolah.  Kepak dah nya ya.  Mun ada dak duak Lis tek, boleh juak nya madah.  Sebab ada keta.  Tapi kinek tuk... malas nya mok jalan pegi siya. 
Melod: Oh...
Aku: Aku.. Ko tauk la, aku boleh jak.  Tapi sekda teman, mok jalan malam malam tok... sik mauk aku.  Dahlah bukan dekat gik ya...
Melod: Oh... tapi mek orang dah order dah semua ya...
Aku: Kenak order dolok?
Melod: Bukan kawu suruh aku order tadik?
Aku: Ya... aku ingat tek mek orang jadi... ney la tauk.. Huhu
Melod: Camney la gik?
Aku: Aku pun sik tauk... sekda orang lain gik ka?
Melod: Sekda... sik hal la.  Kelak aku kol kawan aku suruh daknya datang tolong ngabis makanan tok.  Banyak dah mekorang order tadik. 
Aku: Huhu... auk la.  Sori, sori.  Aku cuba nangga la apa aku boleh polah...
(Perbualan tamat)

Ya lah perbualan eksen mek orang tadik.  Eniwey, aku sikpat mok ingat dengan cun-melecun la cuma aku gik ingat isi perbualan ya jak. 
Step ingat bena-bena la tek.  Terus nya manas sekda selera makan (cewah, cewah).  Tapi skali mekorang tunjuk muka siya madah mek orang sik jadi mok sik jadi datang, terusnya tahan mok senyum.  Nya pun madah la statement standard yang biasa orang madah lepas kenak punked, "Aku dah agak dah..." k nya cover "kemaluan"nya.  Haha. 
Bila ingat balit insiden ya, best juak kenakan Step.  Nya cayak jak.  Hehe :P

Okey, aku ada gik kawan-mawan yang lain tapi susah aku mok crita panjang lebar tok.  Penat jari-jemari halusku menaip (sehingga menjadi semakin kasar). 

Ah Mau, don't have to be jealous cos I don't mention you here.  Anyway, you are my sister.  It's going to take a lot of space and time to write about your details.  Too many stupidity in one entry :P 
Make sure you prepare a nice present for my convocation ya, or else your bed will become Kitty-Kitty's.  Muahahahahahah~ 

Tuesday, July 13, 2010

Boy Meets Girl a.k.a. Laki Jumpa Ompuan

When a boy meets a girl, what happens next? *wink wink* 

They shake hands lor...
Psst, what were you thinking? Hoho~ naughty naughty.  


This is a book by Meg Cabot, who is none other than the author of the famous Princess Diaries (Siapa mun sik tauk apa ya, balit rumah tido).  I love Anne Hathaway!!!  (Eh? Apa kaitan?

This book, you must read.  It's a very, very light read.  Not to mention light book.  And it's incredibly funny.  My sister is right.  Seriously, it was like watching a movie instead of reading a book. 

The story is told not by the usual narration but through phone messages, e-mails, letters, journal writing and even IMs.  It was fun to read.  And fast too because it felt like I was reading someone else' s diary.  It took less than a minute to read a page, so you can finish it in one day (if you don't have chores to run in the house).  I have, so I finished it in two days, ok.  

The story is quite a cliché but because of the unique way it was told, I thought why not.  Since, as Mama puts it, I have nothing to do (As if.  I help to lighten Ma's burden and the house is beginning to look more like a home with my help, even if I do say so myself.  Ahem!).  Even though the storyline is not much of a surprise, it's still a good chick flick.  And, like my usual book review, I'll give you a synopsis.  Very short one, though.  

Damsel in distress (Aren't they always?). Total protagonist.  I mean it, she's really really really nice.  Too nice for her own good, I suppose.  And then, somewhere along the way, someone needed help and the heroin helped her.  But luck was not on her side and she became the damsel in distress.  Oh, I keep referring to her as her.  The name is Kate, by the way.  

When there's a damsel in need, our hero is here to rescue her.  First try, backfired.  The situation worsened.  But because he is TOO good-looking, Kate could not resist the attraction and then, our hero became superhero when he managed to make everything right again and the heroin fell in love with him.  End of story.  

The book is ideal for a lazy afternoon when you're bored and need a good laugh.  Go grab one or download it and then we can exchange notes!   LOL.   

1NewMessages: Saying Meg Cabot's name out loud actually reminds me of kabutSapa nok paham ya paham.  Mun sik paham, polah jak kedak paham.

Friday, July 9, 2010

Men vs. Women a.k.a. Lelaki lwn. Perempuan

WARNING:  This entry contains words that are harmful to the text-sensitive epilepsy readers.  

This has nothing to do with the world cup fever everyone is having now, ok.  

My black cat Obama likes to "spray" around the house.  Not spraying Febreeze, by the way, but his original self-made juice a.k.a. urine.  This got me thinking about Penis.  Not in a sexual kind of way, if you're wondering.  

Men, okay, MOST men are very concerned about the size of their penis.  They compete against each other about the size of their most prized possession.  Supposedly, the bigger it is, the more macho they are.  And for what?  
They can enjoy sex more? 
They can pee faster? 

The more I think about it, the less useful a penis is except its traditional use to impregnate women and to pee.  

Boobs (for women), on the other hand, is one of the greatest blessings in life.  Men condemn women who undergo surgery to enhance the size of their breast and label them "Fake" but our concern for our breasts is not more different than their concern for their penises.  

At least, breasts have their functions.  Women who breastfeed actually give life to helpless little babies.  And the thing about increasing the cup sizes, well, it gives us curves and flatter our body when we wear clothes.

I got this pic here

Men do not need bigger penises to wear pants, do they? 

Just imagine!  Anyway, I stole the pic here.  

So, in this penis vs. boobs usefulness competition, women win!  
Because... ask any men, they'll agree that they love boobs too.  

And Obama (the cat), I just can't wait to castrate him.  

Sunday, July 4, 2010

My Secret Affair... a.k.a. Hubungan Sulit Ku...

People say, beautiful women do not stay lonely for long.  

In case you're wondering, I'm talking about me (you can roll your eyes now).  Not that I'm vain but I believe that every woman is beautiful; just that some are more beautiful than others :p 

Anyway, there is this man in my life and few people know about our relationship.  You may condemn me or call me vain but I have my reasons.  At least, let me explain.  

This man, he has the power to make me feel happy and confident.  Sometimes, he can make me feel sad or angry too.  But that rarely happens.  

When I feel sad and down, I go to him and after working his magic, I would cheer up.  
Sometimes, when I feel angry or annoyed, I complain to him.  Like an understanding therapist, he listens and at times gives me advice.  
When I am stressed out, I'll be given a massage and all my problems are forgotten as I drift off to Slumberland.  
Whenever we are together, I become the centre of his attention... *ahh...*

He makes me feel younger and beautiful.  I find myself going back to him time and again.  

Of course, I know there's a price to pay.  But I am willing for he makes it worthwhile.  

Well, I cannot say that this affair does not create any problems for me and my friends because it does.  Just like yesterday when I had to cancel my appointment with Conee and she complained, "Slalu jak pegi hair salon (You go to the hair salon all the time)."  

I just smiled.  Well dear, sometimes a girl's got to do what a girl's got to do, right?  

1NewMessages: I frequent Hair Magic and recently discovered V-Hair Image Studio.  I absolutely recommend it to anyone who is in Sibu because of the good service.  I was satisfied. 

Saturday, July 3, 2010

Down Memory Lane a.k.a Ingat Balit Kisah Duluk

This post is an answer to one of my readers' questions.  Cewah... macamlah aku ni celebrity author :p

Jenis student camne aku masa kecik dolok? (What kind of student was I?) 
Suddenly I felt the heat (Siapa makan cili, dia terasa pedasnya... kan?).  

According to Mama, I was not a difficult child when I was a kid except for my obstination.  In school, I rarely create problems for my teachers and was a good student all the way.  Eish, bunyi kedak dream student semua cikgu jak (Sounds like every teacher's dream student).  Hehe.  But, my goody-two-shoes behaviour only lasted until I finished Form 5.   

That's when the party began... 
In Form 6, I was the life of the part-aay!  No lah.  I just never let any teachers leave the room without remembering my name.  Every ten minutes, I would get called.  Or my friend Diana (bukan nama sebenar) would get called.  My two other friends, Amy (bukan nama sebenar) and Julia (bukan nama sebenar) took a more reserved role.  We enjoyed teasing the teachers and laughing at them.  As usual, like every other students, we even gave them nicknames.  

BUT, BUT... we did pay attention to the lessons in class.  

For example, in the Biology lab, Diana and I would discuss about the slides that the teacher has prepared while Amy and Julia would copy down the notes.  At the end of the chapter, we would photostat the notes and distribute it among the four of us.  Haih... we were such a team.  But the teachers never understood our system.  I can still remember one of the teachers' words: "The four of you ah...  the four of you are very special."  And she didn't say it with a smile.  

Anyways, fast forward five years later, here I am.  A teacher myself (even though just a substitute).  And I'm faced with pupils ten times worse than I was (or are they?).  Just wait, they're no match for me.  

Hmph!  I'm not giving up now.  Another two days and I'll be off.  Wish me luck! 

1NewMessages: I'm on another job-hunt now.  Anyone knows any post in Sibu that is interesting and pays quite well? Hehe.