Pixie Lott: Poker Face - Acoustic (Lady Gaga Cover)

I was you tube-ing randomly and found this.
Loveeeeeeeeeeeeee it!!

Enjoy!

Nice right!??
I suka sangat!

Bye bye.

After 2 weeks of absence...

We finally get to meet each other on 26th Sep, Saturday, after 2 long weeks.
Yes, 2 weeks.
*Yikes*
Both were busy with work and Raya preparations.

After this and that, we decided to go to the movies.
Watched 2 movies that day; Fame and The Ugly Truth.
Fame was good but The Ugly Truth was hell yeahhh.
Its really good.
Loved it.

Ps: I _ _ _ _ him with all my heart. Hehehe...

Bye bye.

Look what I've found

I was browsing through my thumbdrive and found this!!

Can't remember when this was taken, but I supposed it's years back when I was still in my 1st year in TP.
Omgggggggg...my hair!!
Thats my 'original' wavy hair!

I was so gatal this one fine day that I.went.to.the.salon.to.have.it.REBONDED.
Now, I feel stupid like farkk.
Gooo dammit!

I don't think I'll ever get that hair back again...
unless I.go.to.the.salon.to.have.it.done.CHEMICALLY.

*Tears of regret*

Anyway, Zu, kurus pe kau kat gambar tuuu...ishhh!

Bye bye.

Selamat Hari Raya

Selamat Hari Raya to all Muslims around the world.

Hari rayaaaaaa

Hari Raya is comingggggg...

My leave starts tomorrow.

Yey!!
Still have to tidy here, tidy there, wipe here, wipe there, vacuum here, vacuum there, iron here, iron there..and yeah the list goes on.

I might be trying a new kueh recipe I just obtained from the world wide web.
(Omg, I know I sound like a makcik...*gulp*)
And I might be meeting Amin tonight to pass him the kuehs I baked.
Apparently his mum likes it.
Double yeyy!!

This year will be my first time giving out zakaat (ang pao) money to the kids, not forgetting both grandmother and some aunties... (mak aku kata dapat berkat)
Excited kakak...da stand by da dari hari tu duit collection budak2 ni...
Tak tau aku masih dapat tak eh duit collection...confirm tak punye uh, but harap2 dapat uh..hehe

Before I go for a long holiday (I know I won't update till I get back to work), I would like to take this opportunity to sincerely seek forgiveness to those I've hurt in any ways.
Let's forgive and forget and let's start a fresh.

Till then,
Selamat Hari Raya Maaf Zahir dan Batin

Bye bye

A letter to a friend

Dear friend,

I went to your blog and read your tagboard. It saddens me to find that you are engulfed with so much anger, sadness, hatred and accusations. If I may, may I ask why have you turn out to be like this? You are not like the friend I knew during our younger years. A friend who is full of laughter, joy and love.

Why all the accusations? First and foremost, I would like to recall back our aging memory. One unfortunate night, I, along with my other friends, received an unfavorable text message from you. I shall not elaborate the message but it is something like this, “…I won’t be using this number anymore…please delete it now…”. A friend of ours replied to that message asking what is the new number to contact you, but my dear friend, you choose to ignore it.

As you already know, a few days back, we went out for dinner. One of our friends tagged you asking you to come along. But my dear friend, you choose to ignore it yet again.

Tagging you on your blog’s tagboard is the only means of communication we have because not all of us have you residential number. And even if we do, that is not the definite way of getting in contact with you isn’t it? I mean, you’re not always home 24/7 right?

You mentioned about you being busy. My dear friend, everyone of us is busy. The only not busy people are those buried 7 feet down the ground. We too are working, we too are busy with work, we too have families, we too have boyfriend and we too are busy with Hari Raya preparations my dear. You are not the only one who is choked up with busy itineraries. Despite our work place being much further then yours and our hectic schedule, we made time to contact each other and made do with the little time we have to spare.

It doesn’t have to be hanging out till late nights, it can just be a simple hello via text messaging. From what I see, we have been trying our very best to try to get you involve in our activities, but you made it impossibly hard for us to get through you. Before you point fingers of accusations to us again, let me just say that I do not think my statements above are bias. It is a fact. We did tried our best to keep you updated to the extend of calling your work place. Now you tell me, is that fair for us? We do not mind all the hassle you brought upon us, because to us, you are our friend, never have it came across our mind to cut the ties with you. It saddens us to receive such shocking text message from you that night.

You mentioned that you have personal problems that you do not wish to share with us. Instead of just disappearing without any warning, the least you can do is to just tell us that you have a personal problem that you really cannot reveal and we’d understand and respect your decision. That way is more respectful rather than the sudden disappearing act.

If you think we are grinning from ear to ear, happy that you are ‘suffering’ alone, you better think again. Do you even realize that you hurt us? Yes, hurt, like a stab through our hearts. If you think we are ganging up to ‘victimize’ you, dear friend, you better think again. Fact is, we are cracking our brains on ways to help you.

From my view, I think you have insecurities issues. I am sorry to bring this up, but if your other half really love you for who you really are, then he should trust you fully. By not letting you be friend with certain people, do not allow you to put on make up… is this what you call love? Shouldn’t you accept each other for who you really are? Pardon my frankness but am I wrong to say all these? I, together with our other friends wish one day, you can emerge to your old true self rather than be buried even further in the rubble of control-mania.

We know you love him, and vice-versa, and according to you, you are happy. You being happy is what we really want. We also want you to regain back you self confidence that we know you possessed. As you know, we have never judged you. We care for you for who you really are.

So please be more grateful and stop all these bullshits of “from this day, dun bother contacting me or even care about me anymore”, because we really care and we still care. If we do not care, we would not have planned to seat and talked to you that day when you were having some issues. We would not have spared our precious time to accompany you for your nightly jogs. If you think we are heartless creatures, I and the others would be more than happy to prove to you that you are terribly wrong.

Yours truly,
Huda

Night out with the ladies

(Click picture to view Night out with Zu, Rini & Bayah album)

Went out with Zu, Rini & Bayah last night.
Tini can't make it, Yati...oh well...
Nonetheless, the four of us had a great time laughing and talked alot.
However, I noticed that our topics are on a heavier subjects like engagement, wedding, hen night, baby showers, career, having the first baby, etc.
Yikes...just shows how scarily fast we are aging.

I do hope to meet you girls really soon again!

Ps: Someone has a good, good news, but I do not know if she allows me to mention it on my blog...tell me hor, if I can mention it here...you should know who you are hor...*twinkle*

Bye bye.

To kiss or not to kiss...

This morning, my dad decided to leave the car and took public transportation to work instead.
We went off together.

My dad alighted a stop before mine.
So, I did the usual.
Salam and kiss his cheeks.

It is a normal everyday practice for me and my siblings to salam and kiss both our parents.
Apparently, it's an ALIEN thing to all the other MRT patron.
All eyes were practically on me, and that stare went on till about 3 mins or so.
Tsk tsk...
Did I do anything wrong here?

Hahaha...

While most people find it very embarrassing, I find it perfectly normal.
However, I do have my fair shares of awkward moments of kissing my parents in public during my preeminent teenage years.

Those feelings were swiped away with my mum's sharp (but true) words.
She said, "Oh...kiss boyfriend/girlfriend in public not paiseh..kiss OWN parents you want to feel paiseh? Tsk tsk..."
Like a hard slap in the face, I realise how factual was that.

I find it really sad that some people NEVER even kiss their parents.
Ok, some do not kiss their dad, only mum, and that is rather acceptable.
What I'm referring to is those people who never even or too paiseh to kiss their own mum.

Some reasons I get, when asked why don't you kiss your parents?
1) Oh... weird uh if kiss parents.
2) Urghh..for what kiss parents?
3) Never practice that before.
4) Paiseh sia want to kiss parents...like com'on, we're grown up you know, not some kids.

One word - Sad.
I'd understand if you find it weird cos you have never practice it before.
But to feel paiseh? - THIS I don't understand.

Yesterday, while waiting for bus to go home, I saw a mum and a daughter (prolly in her mid 20s), crossing a rather busy road.
The mum, was putting one hand over the daughter's shoulder, the other hand holding the girl's hand (like hugging position).
Everyone at the bus stop, including me was watching.
There I was, thinking, wah the mum really care for the daughter...such a lovely mum-protecting-daughter scene.
The moment I thought of that, the daughter did a very shocking move.
She actually pushed her mum's hands away from her, said "No need to hold me...I can cross on my own, aiyaa.." and shrugged to the mum's other side, walked three or four steps faster.

My eyes literally open wide.
Yes, literally.
Tsk tsk...
Sad.

These are just my views and opinion.
I am going to end this topic here as I know this topic is kinda sensitive or shall I say debatable?

Anyway, this was my break fast dinner last night.

Spring rolls with cabbage.

I love to 'design' my food.
I find it to be very therapeutic.
So go ahead and try it!

Bye bye.

Kill the selfdom.

I can't help but feel sad a lil.

Bye.

Dreamyyyy

I was super lazy to do work yesterday.
Spent the whole day watching videos and the last half hour doing some work.

When night falls, I intended to tidy my wardrobe but....was too lazy, I did facial for mum instead.

Ps: I had the weirdest yet satisfying dream ever. OMG!

Bye bye.

Happy 23rd!

Happy 23rd to me!

I turned 23 on 1st September 2009.

23.
It's just a number?
Old?
Yes?
No?

Funny isn't it, how we girls fret about our age?
When we were in our teens, how we wished we were more matured, say 20-25 years old.
Now that we have hit 21, how we wished we were still young.
Hands up if your with me on this one.
If not, oh well...good for you(?).

I've always wanted a simple birthday celebration and I was granted one.

31st August:
I skipped the Teachers' Day dinner.
Had dinner with my girls, Zuraida & Zahida.
My dinner was on Zuraida.
She gave me several birthday gifts which includes a lovely necklace from F21 (which I wanted to buy but she said no..cos I don't really need it.)
Thanks darling.
After dinner, met the guys at our usual stomping ground.
Anyway, at the end of the night, something good happened to someone!
Ps: Not me & Amin.

My rabbit dinner
1st September:
Off day, slept in till about noon.
Nice cool, raining weather.
Feeling lazy.
Watched some cooking show on telly while lying in bed with my comforter high up to my nose, feeling so blessed that I get to stay home while others are at work, ahhhhh... so cosy.
(Can't help it, don't hate me ok...)

Brushed teeth & washed face, went to the kitchen, microwaved a small beef pie, grabbed a small mineral bottle (can't fast).
Went to my room, savour the food.
Half way through, my phone beeped.
A text from dear Amin.
It read; "Ape kata u turun?"

Rushed over to my window, look to my left, nothing, look to my right.... ta-daaa, there he was, my knight in shining armour, urmm in this case, rain coat.
He was at his bike, in super wet rain coat, smiling and waving at me.

I was stunned and contented!
What a pleasant surprise!

He took half day leave, battled the hard long rain (from Jurong - Yishun) to meet me!
Yeyness!

While still waving, I called him and told him I haven't bathe and asked him to come up.
He said don't want cos he's all wet.
Said okay, hung up and ran to the toilet to shower!
He gave me a red bag and a black adidas jacket.
Hangout abit, changed and went out.
The rest of the evening was simple, nothing extravagant, and it was really really nice...

Thanks for all the presents.
Thanks for putting aside some of your time for me.
Thanks for all the birthday wishes.
Thank you very much!!

Bye bye!