wake me up when November ends..lalaa

eh jap, ker september eh lirik lagu itu

( " ,)

ashraff : mama, apsal da lama tak merapu kat blog ni ?

mama : mama buzy pls...

ashraff : aaah rilek la ma, have a drink k

mama : mama buzy la, darling

ashraff : ala, mama buzy takpe, janji kasi ashraff main wit ure bberry skin...ooh sedap ni

ashraff : ke mama nk ashraff entertain mama?

Ashraff :look ma, no hands

mama: ok , ok nanti later kita main k, mama buzy

ashraff: bosan aah mama, tidur dulu la ek. c ya later..

he he he he

only kindness matters

i started this morning, like any other morning.

MJ essentials CD was blasting

("bad" and "u r not alone" going back and fourth, sure rosak anytime soon.. hehehe)

thinking of the weekend to come,

then my thoughts drifted to how cruel the world has become:

.jakarta bombing

.an uncle stabbed his 3 year old nephew, and yes it happend in Malaysia

.its still unfair that MCA fired chua soi lek, its like double punishment (wtf!!)

.where the hell is my coach vintage hBag i ordered online, waiting is such a cruel thing..

(ha ha ha)

then i was stuck in my usual jam between alamanda to where i was working,

i saw this very pregnant lady walking, uphill, swaying left to right.

i felt really tired just looking at the way she walks, i can tell its going to pop at any time.

so when i approached her, i did the unusual thing- i offered her a lift.

at first she was hesitant, then she saw the logo where i was working

(she must've thought i was a doctor, ker nurse senior that doesnt need to wear uniform )
and finally agreed to the offer.

she was already sweating, so the minute she got in, i put the aircond on high, i ve already pushed the seat way behind (and shoved all them cds, sampah, and more sampah to the seat behind..ha ha)

there was a few seconds of silents.

(i take it she was catching up on her breath,

or maybe cannot believe how dirty the floor is with pasir.. hahahah)

then she went on and on thanking me, saying usually her husband will send her to the front but he was already late.

we actually had a decent conversation and as usual, i managed to digUp more than she could on me. -she's about 6 and a half months pregnant with her first baby girl. She's already got a boy which is 2 years old. she's a staff at kem Pelajaran and lives in kajang.

the more i ask her the more she wanted to go on and on and on...

i pulak went on and on about how lucky to have a gurl, can style and fashion her everyday.. haha

and i think when we arrived at her stop, she didnt want to leave..

we said our gdByes and i wished her all the best and by GodsWill, we will meet again.

i just felt all fuzzy inside.

like something uplifting,
a deed with no hidden agenda's..

and at the end of the day,

after all the hatred, and unfairness in this world

only kindness matters,

and i love the fact that its me giving it.

mmmmmmmm..

i better do good deed to my car,

dahla kotor with sampah, dented and lampu signal kanan tercabut.

Aiyoooo

( " ,)

this is Govt's good deed to one of their govtServant :pic of a remote seat control for business passengers on MAS airlines get to enjoy (or be a bit jakun and play with it.. haha)

and yes it can turn in to a bed..

sigggghhh

catatan seorang compulsive shopaholic..

25 Ogos 2009

kena google lanjut ni, harus ni. hati berdetak detak cemas tiap kali memikirkan ni.


hish.


26 Ogos 2009

perlu selidik ni, tengok kehebatan nyer ni. ish, mana nak dibeli nya ni.
terus google lagi info..
tnya fyan la.
dan goggle lagi la ni

eh ada jualan hBeg, RM50? harus aku sambar satu.
ha cukup koleksi raya (raya pertama je pls.)





27 Ogos 2009

budget macam ada, tapi macam takda.. hish, tak bole nafas adoiii..
duduk pun tak senang..
mcm mana ni?
tngok gambar lagi.. belek belek jp kehebatannya.
eh hebat ni, harus beli ni
memang akan diguna sepenuhnya ni.
harus dah macam rasa wajib ni.
takleh nak bernafas je kerja ni.



breath . breath . breath.





28 Ogos 2009
jumaat sudah tiba, apa kate skodeng je dulu. lunch time bukannya bole makan.
tngok je, niat tengok jer, sumpah...
dan berdoa biarla salesperson tu kurang ajar dan sombong



sebab aku insan lemah
lemah pada pujukan dan rayuan
salesperson yang pandai bermadah pujangga
nyah kau dari sini (atau pergi la ngkau bersolat jumaat.. haha)






ciss, jgn kan salesperson, jualannya pun tiada.
ish.
dah tak boleh tahan ni. ish.

ke MPH tadi, dpt juga sophieKinsella punya novel, harap ini bole redakan keadaan

sudah lewat malam ni, langsung tidak boleh difikir lain ni.
harus esok redah dan terjah je la gamaknya..
belek suratkhabar jap
eh habib jewels ada sales. waaahhh..diamond ring RM898 je? waaaaa





29 Ogos 2009
alhamdulilah, selamat dimiliki- dalam masa 20minit je... burrppp
dah reda, dah bole bernafas da.
esok lusa akan ku bertaubat, tak mau buat lagi
( " ,)

mana pulak i letak surat khabar promotion habib tu eh?

mmmmmmm......

and i quote

i've had a long day today,


didnt intend to do anything else but work and go home, buka posa and sleep.


didnt even browse to shopping online, check other blogs, not even to look for gossips that has nothing to do with me..(hahaha)


but this is really a shocker,


today Deputy President to MCA, Dato' Chua Soi Lek is being fired!!




i worked with him during his 4 years in the Ministry, i see him every wednesday and oh hw i admire his tenacity and inteligence as a minister with a medical qualification.





i dont think he knows me,


well the only instruction he will give me on my usual wednesday meeting is


"ini tolong jgn minit ye" in which he will point to someOne else instead to me( " ,)






one thng i will dearly miss, is his cynical remarks on things..


its always hilarious yet after the laughs, one cant help but stop and wonder the irony behind it..





and today i qoute one of my favourites








“Mencemarkan imej parti adalah satu jenayah yang serius.


Saya bernasib baik mereka tidak mengantung saya sampai mati."




and i too would love to hear the answer to this question of his:

"Will my sacking boost up the image of the MCA? "

taken 12th Dec 2007 one of his final contribution to the Ministry before his big announcement in early 2008

He was witnessing another big step that Malaysia has taken with relations to World Health Organization

and im proud to say i was part of it..

weeee

cant wait to watch buletin utama tonite!

dan tertunggu-tunggu la...

menunggu, tertunggu,
terasa sangat dungu
kerana terpaksa tersiku-siku menunggu,
kalau dituju jadi buang waktu begitu
jadi kita tunggu, menunggu
sampai la jadi unggu
( " ,)

mari kita lihat apa yg ditunggu itu :

(i) my chiffon baju raya i bought online, thanks tinie! luv ya
(http://matase-sutera.blogspot.com)



















(ii) my vintage coach tobacco colour which i purchased online as well, thanks corina! ( http://coachnmuchmore.blogspot.com)
(iii) sian kartika, kena tunggu sebulan la gamaknya sebelum disebat. Rilek la kak, jgn sedih sedih..sabar menunggu ye(www.utusan.com.my)














(iv) satu lagi kematian H1N1 in Malaysia menjadikan 69, aiyo.. ini lovely nomber tapi bila mau darurat ni kawan?
(www.h1n1.moh.gov.my)

seingat ramadhan...

i know i know, im being cynical to post this pic of berbuka puasa.. i should be putting some muslimah, looking all beriman and sopan...h he heh e

but hell, this was taken a few years back at klebang, i believe it was the last ramadhan i was single and like an annual ritual, all the jalil's (my abah's father) family will berkumpul with potLucks and Potlucks of food.. the usual dish will be satay, nasi (of course), lauks and Busu Hussein homade popiah basah (as the pic above, nampak?).

and when i mean home made, i mean buatan sendiri, from the kulit of the popiah till the kuah itself...we had tu like 'catu' it, so that eOne can get a taste of it...

i dont really remember how young i started puasa, but i sure hell remember those times i minum air paip (c'mon raise ure hand if ure guilty too..haha),
puasa till noon than drama about sakit perut and lapar and rasa nak mati .. hahahaha...

and not forgetting, my idea of "puasa ganti" of a half day of not fasting, is by fasting half of the day as well...(aiyooo!!)

during UUM years, i remembered the first time i berbuka puasa..it was just me and hairani, my sarawakian roomate with our polysterine in front of us, waiting for azan, and the minute the azan came, we were both in tears, apparently it was our first time away from family, and all we have for berbuka with is in this lousy polysterine.. mana tak emo

we both cried simultaneously because our berbuka use to be like a table of food and food in which none will be finished, surronded by family...sighghhh
we ended eating anyway (sambil teresak esak, sambil ketawa like lucu la seeing both nangis at the same time.. hehe..)

the days that followed, we started eating at the pantry, where it was more muhibbah and meriah

i also remembered there was one time, i berbuka with air tebu, and it was only after i drank half of the content, i realised its abit basi...gosh, teribble cirit birit the following two days..eerrrkk

then when i started working and living in buloh, i would always stop at the bazaar ramadhan, and buy the usual food and drinks- abah with his air tebu, ma-soybean and burung puyoh goreng, me with my either roti john or chicken kebab and of course jellyMilo..mmm

then when i was living bachelor in bangi, i remembered syakirah, my housemate and me , being all buzy in the kitchen, then when azan mahgrib, we both will be buzy tasting the salt of our cooking... hahaha...can u imagine, others were already on the table eating, whilst we were still figuring sedap ke tak ni.... hahaha

my first ramadhan with rafek around was when i was 20weeks pregnant of ashraff.. eh last ye la kan..ha hah a
i remembered i found out i was pregnant just one day before ramadhan..could not believe (untill today) that i missed the first 20 weeks...i remembered being super ngidam of the ulam ulaman lauk kampung and thank god for them bazaar ramadhan..rafek is not a sahur person, as for me, it was alot of roti bakar sardine...mmmmm

tengah pregnant and puasa, i still had to travel- yep i went to manila for a week, actually a week just before raya.. there was even one evening, we had like a late meeting, and the bruneian delegation passed me beberapa biji kurma untuk alas perut. so nice of them...

so hw will i remember ramadhan 2o09?

salam ramadhan to all.

about the haircut...

this pic was with intentions, changed in black and white (to avoid the oil-ness on my face.. hehehe)

we were both tired. i just got back from work, and he hasnt slept all day...

about the haircut-gosh finally got rid of the long, thin straight on top then curls at the end, that was keguguran most of the times,

for RM10.

the price included:

(i) few minutes of compliments to my previous hairstyle "eh eh dik, lawanya kerinting ni, buat ke?"

" taklah kak, natural, kena potong kak, semenjak ada anak ni asyik gugur je"

" lar kau da beranak eh??!!"

(cant blame her for thinking im kinda young to have a son, i was wearing a "grumpy alright" tShirt with a one of the dwarfs on it.. haha)

(ii) 20 minutes of listening to the hairdresser's story of her being bitten by a snake few years ago, then her husband family being very nice to her, bla bla bla

(iii)less than 9 minutes of snipping here and there

(iv) whole time being stared by the gurl next to me , rebonding her hair

the normal reaction was "its blardy shorttt!!! arrggghhhh" but hell yeah im closer to becoming natalie portman..all i need now is the talent to act..

kih kih kih!

LV it!

i remember her...

recently i had a short trip to penang.

my first, i repeat very the first time i had to give a presentation..errrrkkkk..

my offmate, unny had to present actually but he had something else in Sabah, so i alternate to replace him...

to cut the story short, im still thinking, entah ape ape la i merapu during that presentation.. hehe..but i manage to finish a novel by sophie kinseller, within 3 days..waaa

the last time i came to penang was about 10years ago, UUM had some 'putus bekalan air' situation, and instead of running straight home, a few frends and i decided to be in penang for a few days...then only head home...aaaa...those were the days..

anyways, on my way to the hotel, i passed thru this govt residential house, my uncle rahman use to stay, during those years he was in govt service..and of course masa arwah achick (my abah's youngest sister) was around.

gosh, the minute i saw the house, immidiately one memory led to another:

i remember that school holiday, that year fyan me and arwah achick went on a train, from KL to Penang, really long-fun holiday!, yeye (arwah achick's son) was going to have his 'sunat' moment.

i remembered there was a mcD nearby and running around the house that has a big garden

i remembered how certain place of the house felt haunted, and none of us dared to sleep alone

i remembered 'masak-masak' session i had with nirah my cousin, while the boys played badminton

i remembered arwah achick..

i remembered her so well..hw everytime i met her, she will sneakily ask hws my bf (or when will i introduce him to her)..how she always worries about nirah( her youngest/only daughter) in finding a bf.

i missed her so much that an instant, i could not stop that tear from running down.

if only she got to know rafek

if only she could be at my wedding, or during that time i had my misscarriage, im sure she will come visit

and of course the arrival of our ashraff...

i wrote this poem below, on the year she left us forever.

http://curry_n_crap.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html

i cant believe its been 3 years already.

alfatihah.

like ayah like ash

i took this from my mobile ( excuse the quality.. hehe) one nite after coming home late after a long day.

until now, it has never fail to melt my heart..whts that pepatah, ala, borek and the rintik tu.

ashraff is building character, and i cant help but notice how similar he is with his ayah:

facial impression : lately he will squint his eyes and give his biggest smile

stomach position : beerBelly as the saying goes...tersangat like his ayah.. ahaha

sleeping position : sideways with his favorite bantal peluk..aiyo sebijik!

best sleeping place : on my chest ( ...he he heh eh e..)

i can only claim one trait that i can confirm he follows me,

his farting pattern- sounds like a machine gun blasting out,with loudness depending on level of energy used at the moment. the more evergy used, the louder..

(kah kah kah kah)

wonder is he becomes as gila gila as me?

beautifullyBlur

i have a sony cybershot. i think the earliest edition, sebab takdak antishock.
its slim, small and easy to carry anywhere, cuma slack no antishock.

so once in a while,

ok ok la, almost all the time, i (or other people who has big hands.. haha) will end up taking picture tht are either unrecognizable or just plain ugly..

but looking at them now, it can be mistaken for simply art..
(yeah right)

enjoyss

this was taken at the special dinner hosted by the then PM of malaysia, Pak Lah in Cebu island, Philipines attending the ASEAN summitt. i think i was high on sugar.. haha

tangan my darling mama, in a bus in shanghai, heading to a hotel. our flight got delayed a few hours.

this was taken on my nightOut in Singapore, my first official meeting overseas as well as first taste of singapore sale!

this is erica, my niece, taken by ehsan, her brother. pic blw pulak

ni masa the first few weeks we had ashraff around. one of those niteShifts, u knw when it was still cute that both of us got up to feed ashraff ( now its more of shoving each other to get up.. hahha) gosh ashraff was so tiny back then..

ehsan taking a pic pf himself, tangan dya steady je guna this camera.. hehe

this was taken in melbourne autralia, having early dinner at the hotel. konon nak catch the sun la, ended up catching only the sun.. haha


ni pulak up on the genting manMade winter park. the cable car was not in service so we drove up there, on the way turun we met mak (rafek's mum) forthe very first time..errrk

i save the best for last.

this i think is the most ugliestBeauty pic i have ever taken. ha ha.

me, in my kelisa, on my way back from KLCC to bangi.

masih bujang.. hehe

self taken in the traffic.

simply a disaster! (and no i am not sleeping, mayb just resting my eyes kut)

ha ha ha

sumpahan duri-an

since its musim durian now, baik i set the record straight..

i dont eat durian and semua yang sewaktu denganya- tempoyak, durian flavoured sweets/icecream/creamPuff/donuts and everything people nowadays are turning it in to.

its a hate.
a real deep hate i have for durians since i was little.

in fact , i cant even recall whether ive even tasted it at all,

i just hate durian.

it started i think during my primary years, when we were still living in damansara.

i was running around with firhan and somehow behind a particular door, somebody stacked some durians and i missed it, and fell on it.

the duri hit my left elbow, and left some nasty scars on it.

(imagine a plump gurl, falling directly on them duri, ouch!)

years went by, there were several attemps from my abah and ablone, (who cant seem to understand the relvance of the event and hating durian),

to try force some in my mouth everytime musim durian comes..

abah will signal abalone to hanHeld me, while abah tries to shove it down my throat, i always get a way wit it.. hehehehe

but i guess its a sumpahan, that i think the durian too hates me- more than once have i accidently bang/slightly step and even tersiku, at the same place it hit me before...mmmm...

the closest encounter i had eating durian, was when i had my penempatan daerah in mersing, and my keluarga angkat, on our last day, made bubur (i thought was bubur kacang hitam) and right there in my bowl, was the biggest flesh of durian i have ever seen.. haha..to avoid insulting my keluarga angkat, i sipped the bubur, but didnt ate the durian, good thing i had an adik angkat, whom immidiately ask if i was going to finish it.. ha ha ha..

lots are saying that it is such a waste to hate durian,

because once ive tried the flesh, its no turning back,

some even ask me to find some room in me to forgive durian, by eating it (wtf!!)

maybe if im being paid to eat durian, that i might just do it...

(yeah sure!)

so here's to longLasting hate and benci to you, durian!

he he he he....

men and their footballTeam..buerrgghh

8th July 2009

i cannot believe i am blogging about this.

but there is this silent competition going on at home.

between a ManU fan and Liverpool fan.

between the son in law and the father in law..aiyoo worst.. hahaha

when a manU game is on, both will watch, somehow calmly, but with different agendas-

one is to make sure ManU kalah and will boast about it ..the other silently hoping ManU will win.. then when score a goal will shout out loud. hahahah...

abah sanggup k, wake up late in the nite just to watch ManU game and the minute he gets up the next day will announce their lost (if kalah la)..if its liverpool yg kalah, rafek will only kutuk in silent/ not in the face of his father in law.. hahaha

so the competition now is, which team can get a jersey for ashraff

will it be the redDevils

or the other Reds?

for the time being, he is EnglandFan.. ( " ,).

keep yawning darling, i knw this is a boring blog entry..

kah kah ka akh a kah !

as you'LL see me lately..

6th July 2009

i heart designerHbags.

all of them- vintage, signatured, classics and even the AAA Fakes.

last year, as i could never afford buying it here in Malaysia, i actually got myself one-

my very own LouisVutton Mini Lin 30. a darling of mine got it for me from geneva.

i could not stop staring at the bag (and of course the receipt that came with it).

it was so something i will wear and tear for the rest of my life.

darkBrown, spacious, strong handles- all the essentials a women needs in a bag nowadays, be it

a career women,

a single women,

a parent,

a mum,

especially a mum with a 7month old baby( " ,)..

its just perfect..

sometimes its my lunchGlam bag and i will hook it on my arms just like lindsay

till it hurts,

other times and most of the time, its my "anything also can fit" bag

and when i mean everything,

i mean everything (ashraff's bottles, rafek's carKeys and wallet to my aspireOne lappy!)

yep everything

so today, as i was rushing lunchtime today, i caught a reflection of myself in a mirror-

purple, plain 'longgar' baju kurung, over a lighter tone of purple, plain tudung, wearing scholl heels (ooh so the comfy) with my overLy Priced LV MiniLin Hbag, carrying a plastic bag from carrefour full of ashraff's food, a plastic bag from mothercare full of 50% off babyDev toys and a big Blue-transparent-bag of M84Drypers

mmm.. little bit of plainJane with a twist of glam and taste! ha ha ha...

then a thought came to my mind- am i having a clash of styles..i mean can a mum really wear an LV in one hand and nappies in the other and rawking it??

hell ya!!

i looked in the small pocket in my LV and guess wht, i found the LV receipt and realised,

its been exactly a year since i had my first LV bag.

so Cheers!

here's to more LV bags !!!!

(of course the next time i better make sure i can really afford it.. hahaha)taken semasa preggies in 2008, nak tunjuk perut sebenarnya, tu terselindung sikit LV i.. hehe

oklah, 10things about me, ok?!!

29th june 2009

been getting a whole load of request to respond to "25things about me", but so the malas to even think of more than 10. haha

so here goes:

10 very odd things about me

(i) i have a green/wornOut/almostHealthy/slimey bantal busuk i must have (smell to be more exact) while im sleeping, travelling and watching tv (thankGod i leave it at home when im working!! haha)

(ii) i cannot fully bend my rightHand thumb, and the wrist hurts too, i cant even squeeze any stronger than a firm handshake, sad huh?

(iii) when i was 12, i had a pencil stuck between my inner left shoulder and just beside my braLine , a Male classmate did it, after an argument about, can u believe it, a pencil.., mama had to pull the black lid out. the mark is still visible (macam tahi lalat)

(iv) at 17, i pierced an additional 2 holes on my left ear after my SPM, with mama almost approval (didnt ask actually , just pretty much showed her after the piercing.. hehehe)- its still there!

(v) at 22, i fell off a small slope after watching tombRaider and tore my tendon on my left leg. i still have pains from time to time, and my shoes can never fit properly

(vi) i have to make sure the colour of my bra matches my undies..( i knw, pelik kan?)

(vii) i coloured my hair burgundy once, but turned out fieryRed- horrid!

(viii) when i was pregnant with ashraff, i didnt know i was preggars till about 5months..can you believe the horror/happines i felt when i found out?!!

(viiii) i have this burning desire to spend a day at disneyLand

(okla a week, okay!!)

(x) last but not least - nope cant think of any weird ones da.. haha

the boss is eating!!

muka ngantuk the boss!! he he he

18th June 2009

yes. on 14th June 2009, after pojie and alifah's wedding, we decided it was time to feed ashraff. earlier that day, after the weds in putrajaya,i stopped at manjaku to get the food- Farley's Rusks and Netum Beras Merah. since he is not 6months yet, i decided to start with the rusk first.

We all know the rusk right? that creamy, roundshaped biscuit that when added hot water/hotmilk will melt into a guweeee consistency, suitable for baby's first food (and hungry mums! hahaha)

and so we started small, i broke half of a half biscuit and added small amount of S26 and poured in some hot water. while i was mixing it near ashraff, he made that cak cak sound, indicating he is ready to be fed (wah!). i had ready his bib, some kain and another bottle of water.

the first attempt, i was holding ashraff and mama started feeding him. it went everywhere, his nose, side of his lips, everywhere bsides actually going into the mouth. haha.. plus he kept on wanting to hold the spoon himself, making it all become a slight mess...then after finishing that small amount, he was still hungry so i had to rush to make him a bottle.

2nd attempt pulak, i had bibik help suapkan, and she pretty much nailed it. this time i had ready bib, kain, bottle of water and a bottle of his milk. instead of half of a half, i gave him a half of a full biscuit, and he finished it...waited a few minutes, then cried for his milk.

before the 3rd attempt, i manage to get him those really cool spoons that changes colour if the food is too hot. and it was more smoothly this time and a full biscuit with no milk after that.

the boss is sleeping longer at nite times, making it easier on my sleeping pattern, cuma his pee is smelly giler or is it my supersensitive smellBud for my last pregnancy hasnt really gone away??

mmmm..

im reading a whole lot on starting solids, and looking into getting a electric hand blender instead ofthem bulky ones, to help mash all them food...it looks kewl, always see it on AFC where them chefs puree soups..but still havent decided yet.

Annable Karmel, u rawk!!! (cuma buku hangpa tadak paperBack version ka, so la the mahal...hehehe)

mama missed you in geneva...sigghhh

@ure kekah darling, 21st March 2009, sgBuloh

28th May 2009.

Kalau ikutkan actually this week baru nak balik from geneva, but alhamdulilah, was cut short thanks to the swine flu that hit the world.

the evening when i was leaving, i promised myself, no drama no drama! tlngla jgn kecoh kecoh, and even chanted plsLa jgn nangis. i actually took a day off, just to feed,hug, basuh his berak and pretty much spend time with ashraff...

as i was about to leave. i asked bibik to pass him to me, although he was sleeping, hugged him for the last time, and automatically had that thick thing stuck in my throat. followed by that sting in one eye, then the other eye and before i knew it, both me and my mama was crying..aish...( i think even bibik cried seeing the situation)..aiyooooo...ashraff just kept sleeping (he was really tired because i played with him till he missed his evening nap.. hehehe)..all he did was turn his head, gave a very loose smile and breath out heavily...( " ,)

i left my last baju i wore, ironically my WHO-Uno collared t-Shirt i bought when i attended the same meeting last year. good thing i did so. ada oneNite, ma was telling me he couldnt sleep so they put that t-shirt under him, and he slept instantly....

i pulak, brought his last baju he wore the evening i left...the nites was the worst..i would miss terribly, so guess wht i did, i found a small pillow in my hotel, placed in on my chest with his tiny shirt, and like him, slept instantly...

during the meeting and the hustle and bustle handling the delegation, it wasnt so bad...in fact there were times i even forgotten about him.

its just when i see a child, a boy in specific, automatically iLL get that thickThing in my throat, sting in my eye experience all over again.

moral of the story :

(i) mother's instict is something that is in you, no matter how sempoi,tough, tomBoi'ish u r at heart;

(ii)do not under-estimate the power of scent; and

(iii)susah susah, lain kali angkut skali ( " ,).

ha ha hah a

really is good to be back peeps!!

curry

biar mama saje yg merindui

7th May 2009


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anak mama harus berani

menghadapi hari ketika mama tiada disisi

ayah, GrandMa, Grandpa sama Bibi

akan pastikan mama saje yang merindui

siggghhhhhh....

mama will miss u darling ashraff