Promosi kuih raya dlm toilet
*M cuci tgn kt toilet, jumpa plak S. Mereka bersembang dan M pon ajak pg bilik dia.
M: dtg la blk aku.
S: angkat kening, "buat apa?"
M: sample kueh raya la
S: oo...puasa x cukup dh mkn kuih raya!sedap ke kueh raya kau?
M: hehehe...mst la. pas sample, beli la yek. harga aku dpt murah skit.
i was laughing like hell when i heard that advertisement. venue: toilet mahallah ruqayyah, level 2
lagi cerita kuih raya....
Mak Ian suruh dia jual kuih raya kt lectureres ktorg. kami tolong la dia pikir cam na nk repackage kuih raya utk sample. bukak-bukak jer..kami diperkenalkan dgn jenis-jenis kuih raya (ye la.aku ni kan jakun sket pasal kuih2 ni).
I: ni kuih semprit
S: Oo...camtu kuih semprit.
(masuk satu dlm mulut) sedap la.
F: rasa gak. Uhm, sedap.
I: ni plak chocolate chips, n tart nenas
S: yang tu I kenal
I & F:Pandai S!kenal pon!---S sgt jahil pasal mknn local. aku baru tau karipap ada inti lain selain drpd potato.
Pastu asyik cakap "sedap!" n sumbat kuih raya masuk mulut. rase cam x sempat je nk bg sample ktt org lain -_-
FYI, I've tasted bakso! yeah! agak ok la jugak.
Saturday, September 5, 2009
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
The Mating of Shark
There was this one fateful day when my friends and I were chatting about eco-friendly, biodegradeble plastic, which then veered to the critical condition of our ocean. X mentioned about the extinction of sharks and whales (which we couldn't care less because hey, we don't like sharks, get off!). Haha..it turned to a question about how sharks procreate. I know I'm no biggie on environment and all those love our nature, join the PETA, blah, blah, blah stuff but I am SURE I'm not ignorant about the environment lah. Cis btol ko X! Ok, back to the topic. We were enlightened by haha..X, about how sharks mate.
"Sharks mate when the male deposits sperm into the female's body. Male sharks have claspers as part of their pelvic, or second pectoral, fins. These are placed into an opening in the female's body and sperm passes along grooves in the clasper. Btw, do you know a male shark has two penis?"
...one of the things that makes X takes interest in Marine Biology -_-"
drain-brain conversation 1:
Tiff: yeah, I do watch porn. what's so exciting about it anyway?
X: (sigh) that's because the primeval urge of human being is absent within you babe.
S: -_-' yeah, right. that makes you a true primate.
X: (throws dagger on virtual plane) I'm a perfectly normal girl with urges ya know!
Tiff & S: Acck!!!
"Sharks mate when the male deposits sperm into the female's body. Male sharks have claspers as part of their pelvic, or second pectoral, fins. These are placed into an opening in the female's body and sperm passes along grooves in the clasper. Btw, do you know a male shark has two penis?"
...one of the things that makes X takes interest in Marine Biology -_-"
drain-brain conversation 1:
Tiff: yeah, I do watch porn. what's so exciting about it anyway?
X: (sigh) that's because the primeval urge of human being is absent within you babe.
S: -_-' yeah, right. that makes you a true primate.
X: (throws dagger on virtual plane) I'm a perfectly normal girl with urges ya know!
Tiff & S: Acck!!!
Fixation
Kamenashi Kazuya looks hot in "Kami no Shizuku", with his mature appeals as he plows his way into the world of gastronomy and wines. Yes, his famous phrase in the drama, "目を覚ます、バッカス!" gives me shivers. His invocation to Bacchus is certainly dramatic and appealing. Nya~~ *he looks hot with *that* look.
Moving on to Hiro Mizushima in "Mei-chan no Shitsuji", who adhere to his calm, unruffled look makes me want to cry. For shame, he's married! What a lost to his rabid fan (I'm one). Still, marriage does not hamper me from drooling whenever I see his drama (He looks cool in Kamen Raider Kabuto. Smexeh!)
Ah~~ There are still Akanishi, Gackt, Hyde and other bishies to be watched on DVDs. So, wait for me, you gguys!. I shall make haste completing my assignments so that I can feast my eyes on bishounen, satisfy my craving for the sparkling beauty of Japanese men.
xxxThe girl who's fixated on Japanese drama, I mean bishie.
Moving on to Hiro Mizushima in "Mei-chan no Shitsuji", who adhere to his calm, unruffled look makes me want to cry. For shame, he's married! What a lost to his rabid fan (I'm one). Still, marriage does not hamper me from drooling whenever I see his drama (He looks cool in Kamen Raider Kabuto. Smexeh!)
Ah~~ There are still Akanishi, Gackt, Hyde and other bishies to be watched on DVDs. So, wait for me, you gguys!. I shall make haste completing my assignments so that I can feast my eyes on bishounen, satisfy my craving for the sparkling beauty of Japanese men.
xxxThe girl who's fixated on Japanese drama, I mean bishie.
Thursday, July 16, 2009
I was told off, "No PTPTN!"
Being a good daughter, I tried to apply for PTPTN loan (my mom does not approve of taking loan). So, I tried to apply it secretly. My friend told me,"Ask your mother first." Ok, so I called her and lo! She scolded me because I asked her about the mentioned topic.
"Kenapa nak membazir? Kan mak boleh bayar. Tak payah nak gedik ambik ptptn. Mak tau kau nak berbelanja lebih. Jangan asyik ikut kawan. Diorang tu suka membazir."
....My mom just never understands other people have financial difficulties (including her own daughter lah)
It's not fair. I have to work my butt off to cover my stipend allowance.
"Kenapa nak membazir? Kan mak boleh bayar. Tak payah nak gedik ambik ptptn. Mak tau kau nak berbelanja lebih. Jangan asyik ikut kawan. Diorang tu suka membazir."
....My mom just never understands other people have financial difficulties (including her own daughter lah)
It's not fair. I have to work my butt off to cover my stipend allowance.
Thursday, July 9, 2009
I turned 20 but I've stopped aging way before that
I have just celebrated my 20th birthday last Saturday (reluctantly due to persistent effort of denying time has caught me under it's wings) and thank God! nothing happens (discounting my sudden weight gain, at least nothing radical).
I was having periodical depression and fugue (fyi, it's a state of temporary blankness where a person in fugue state go over to places without realizing what he's doing, unable to recall memories of what he has done after the fugue period)for over 3 weeks, with fear hanging heavily over me: I don't want to be an adult. I think I had some sort of Peter Pan syndrome, excluding the merry-making, cheerfulness and pranks of children of Neverland.
The only good thing that I can think of happened to me was having a 3 months break from UIA. This small comfort, too will vanish in less than 1 week. Huu...I have class next week T_T
Talking about passing through life, there's a poem that I feel fit the description of the process of aging.
Roads go ever ever on,
Over rock and under tree,
By caves where never sun has shone,
By streams that never find the sea;
Over snow by winter sown,
And through the merry flowers of June,
Over grass and over stone,
And under mountains in the moon.
Roads go ever ever on
Under cloud and under star,
Yet feet that wandering have gone
Turn at last to home afar.
Eyes that fire and sword have seen
And horror in the halls of stone
Look at last on meadows green
And trees and hills they long have known
This poem, from "The Hobbit" by Tolkien is how Bilbo Baggins describes his journey with Thorin & Co. thieving from Smaug. Though, my interpretation of this lovely poem is deviantly far off. I feel that the first line in the first stanza symbolizes the process of living, a journey from one adventure to another. Lol. I've seen tinders and small fires but I've not quite yet reach the pinnacle of my series of adventure in life; as far as I'm concerned, the dragon that needs slaying in my life is not yet here at the moment: no huge crisis that threatens me to the extent of perishable condition for the time being.
Until the dragon that needs slaying come, I shall prepare myself as extensively as I can with gathered wits and conventional wisdom on problem solving methods.
I was having periodical depression and fugue (fyi, it's a state of temporary blankness where a person in fugue state go over to places without realizing what he's doing, unable to recall memories of what he has done after the fugue period)for over 3 weeks, with fear hanging heavily over me: I don't want to be an adult. I think I had some sort of Peter Pan syndrome, excluding the merry-making, cheerfulness and pranks of children of Neverland.
The only good thing that I can think of happened to me was having a 3 months break from UIA. This small comfort, too will vanish in less than 1 week. Huu...I have class next week T_T
Talking about passing through life, there's a poem that I feel fit the description of the process of aging.
Roads go ever ever on,
Over rock and under tree,
By caves where never sun has shone,
By streams that never find the sea;
Over snow by winter sown,
And through the merry flowers of June,
Over grass and over stone,
And under mountains in the moon.
Roads go ever ever on
Under cloud and under star,
Yet feet that wandering have gone
Turn at last to home afar.
Eyes that fire and sword have seen
And horror in the halls of stone
Look at last on meadows green
And trees and hills they long have known
This poem, from "The Hobbit" by Tolkien is how Bilbo Baggins describes his journey with Thorin & Co. thieving from Smaug. Though, my interpretation of this lovely poem is deviantly far off. I feel that the first line in the first stanza symbolizes the process of living, a journey from one adventure to another. Lol. I've seen tinders and small fires but I've not quite yet reach the pinnacle of my series of adventure in life; as far as I'm concerned, the dragon that needs slaying in my life is not yet here at the moment: no huge crisis that threatens me to the extent of perishable condition for the time being.
Until the dragon that needs slaying come, I shall prepare myself as extensively as I can with gathered wits and conventional wisdom on problem solving methods.
Friday, July 3, 2009
Gender bender
There is a stage in life where you start questioning about your sexuality. Nothing as crazy as doubting your sexuality after being mojoed by a loco gypsy-magician (like in "Lalola"), but more on whether you have the sexual quality of of your fixed gender. This confusion applies to both gender. For example, you are a man, and like normal, heterosexual man, you found women in general, are attractive. But so are men (attractive, I mean).Okay, this is where we tread on dangerous water. You find yourself doubting about your sexuality. You start to question yourself, "Am I a gay?" or "Am I a bi?".
Sounds familiar? You might start getting heebie jeebies when you give this topic a thought. I know I did. I like men (with the exception of orang utan-looking man). I love to see how they smile, their gestures, their gait. Simply put, I love oggling hunky dory guys. BUT, I also find women enchanting to look at; their carefully painted eyes, their flirtatious sway, the way their legs move (women with long legs are simply eye-poppers), and their breasts. I know it sounds disgusting; I felt that way too when I caught myself thinking like that, scared the hell out of me. I thought, "Shit! I can't be bisexual, that's like incest to like girls and it's disgusting!"
It's an uncomfortable situation to be in, what's with the taboo of having sex talk and all. I couldn't bring the topic out and talk about this to anyone. I was ashamed, scared and disgusted at myself.
After some time, I came across a few others who faced the same dilemma, and some of them had overcome this confusion about their sexuality. It turned out that my fear was baseless. Some people do find people of same gender attractive: it's all in physical attraction chemistry. I just misinterpreted my attraction of other females as an omen of turning into a bi. It just happens that like many others, I'm easily attracted to people with attractive physiques, regardless of gender. Phew, am I glad to confirm my own sexuality.
Sounds familiar? You might start getting heebie jeebies when you give this topic a thought. I know I did. I like men (with the exception of orang utan-looking man). I love to see how they smile, their gestures, their gait. Simply put, I love oggling hunky dory guys. BUT, I also find women enchanting to look at; their carefully painted eyes, their flirtatious sway, the way their legs move (women with long legs are simply eye-poppers), and their breasts. I know it sounds disgusting; I felt that way too when I caught myself thinking like that, scared the hell out of me. I thought, "Shit! I can't be bisexual, that's like incest to like girls and it's disgusting!"
It's an uncomfortable situation to be in, what's with the taboo of having sex talk and all. I couldn't bring the topic out and talk about this to anyone. I was ashamed, scared and disgusted at myself.
After some time, I came across a few others who faced the same dilemma, and some of them had overcome this confusion about their sexuality. It turned out that my fear was baseless. Some people do find people of same gender attractive: it's all in physical attraction chemistry. I just misinterpreted my attraction of other females as an omen of turning into a bi. It just happens that like many others, I'm easily attracted to people with attractive physiques, regardless of gender. Phew, am I glad to confirm my own sexuality.
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Radical changes
I've been reading about Black Panthers, an organization that promotes Black Power and self-defense. They were an icon of counterculture in the time where coloured people were mistreated in the United States during 1960's. The Black Panthers Party had this notion about negating racial exclusivity; they organized a lot of community programs to alleviate poverty and improve health service for the minority, regardless of race and religion.
Unfortunately, like faith gone rampant, the organization had diverted from their true objectives.
Just like the situation in West Asia, where zealotry runs rampant and people start to kill each other because of the difference in faith.
The world is changing, how much?, I can't tell much because I have been living less than two decades. Though, I can certainly have a few words on the changes that I've seen during my sojourn on this physical body of mine. Back then, commodity price was lower. Back then, neighbours still swap dishes and juicy gossips (it's pretty rare nowadays to have that kind of exchange). These days, you can't even get a decent popsicle lower tahn 30 cent (the thing that never change is Tiger Orange Popsicle still cost 20 cent). These changes may not seem radical for most, but these things sure move up fast; there're bound to be more changes in the future. Because we live, changes are constantly needed to keep the world moving.
We live, laugh, do damage to certain degree, feel sad, anger and remorse, for some, live the way we want, and then come death. Life sounds meaningless sometimes? Yep, it does, for me. Still, I believe that we live for a purpose, each to fit with the design of fate for the future. It sounds SO poetic. Hahaha. So, I shall not lose all my marbles in one go and keep my faith that I am able to bring changes to the world, to make it better for the future generation.
Unfortunately, like faith gone rampant, the organization had diverted from their true objectives.
Just like the situation in West Asia, where zealotry runs rampant and people start to kill each other because of the difference in faith.
The world is changing, how much?, I can't tell much because I have been living less than two decades. Though, I can certainly have a few words on the changes that I've seen during my sojourn on this physical body of mine. Back then, commodity price was lower. Back then, neighbours still swap dishes and juicy gossips (it's pretty rare nowadays to have that kind of exchange). These days, you can't even get a decent popsicle lower tahn 30 cent (the thing that never change is Tiger Orange Popsicle still cost 20 cent). These changes may not seem radical for most, but these things sure move up fast; there're bound to be more changes in the future. Because we live, changes are constantly needed to keep the world moving.
We live, laugh, do damage to certain degree, feel sad, anger and remorse, for some, live the way we want, and then come death. Life sounds meaningless sometimes? Yep, it does, for me. Still, I believe that we live for a purpose, each to fit with the design of fate for the future. It sounds SO poetic. Hahaha. So, I shall not lose all my marbles in one go and keep my faith that I am able to bring changes to the world, to make it better for the future generation.
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