From Marian Keyes. Yes, lately has become one of her fans. I managed to get two of her books at great prices. Apparently, the place where I rent her books has difficulty to stock her books bur never mind.

Watermelon is about Claire who lost her husband once she gave birth to a baby girl. She didn't see this coming, especially when the woman is someone living in their building, a woman is older than her and has three kids. However, it happened and she was left alone with her baby while her husband galloped off with ther other woman.

Then, Claire returned back to the Walsh residence with her dysfunctional family. She had to turn back to her normal size as she realized she is now the equivalent to watermelon (hence the title of the book).

Despite the insanity in the house with her other siblings, she managed to pull it off with the baby. Of course, the first two months were the hardest; that ease when it hit home that she is now a single mother. But then came the beautiful Adam, Helen's friends but someone who clearly  likes her.

At first, she couldn't believe it what with the baby and all but it turned out that Adam really interested in her. That was when her husband came down all the way from London to convince her to come back and try to win her back.

Well, not really win her back but actually putting her down so much that she start doubting herself.

' Was it really my fault that he left me to leave with our neighbor?'
' Am I the reason that he went with her?'
' Was I being so selfish during pregnancy that he had to get the love from someone else?'

You see, of course her husband is trying to win her back except that it wasn't done in a good way. He shifted all the guilt on Claire. And the problem is, Claire actually bought it. You know, Mammy Walsh doesn't believe in divorce. So, she tried to get back with her husband.

It was fun seeing how the story progress. How Claire handles the issues in a most hilarious way. And of course, meeting the Walsh for the first time.

The book is for light-reading of course a chick-lit. It is great if you just want to relax with a good book. I give 4 doughnuts.

Which reminds me, it has been sometime since I had a doughnut. Hurm...

esok mulalah piala dunia
4 thn lps, aku penah duduk di ruang tamu bersama kawan2 di rumah sewa
kami tertanya-tanya di mana kami nanti pada piala dunia akan datang
dan hari ini, di sinilah kami
bertebaran di merata-rata tempat
ada yang di malaysia
ada yang di luar negara

series weh
besnye kalo dapat berjumpul balik tgk bola sama-sama
lps tu aku mcm marah sbb korang tido dgn jayanya tinggal aku sorang-sorang sedih tgk zidane kene buang padang (cis materazzi!)

dengan siapa korang tengok piala dunia tahun ni?
dengan siapa eh?

tak tido la lagi makcik nampaknya. hurmmm

and then comes the day when sleep doesn't come easy

banyak yang terlintas dalam kepala tapi sangat tak mampu nak jelaskan. or rather,malas nak jelaskan pun ada juga.
akhir-akhir ini memang sibuk. kalau tiba masa senggang, mesti berpesan pada diri sendiri 'nikmati saat-saat ini sebelum anda kembali sibuk seperti dua orang perdana menteri di negara membangun'. oke, saja je nak buat perumpamaan sendiri.
akhir-akhir ini sibuk sangat menulis untuk pelanggan sehingga lupa ada tanggungjawab yang perlu dilunaskan di kapasitor.net. heh, ingat senang ke dapat privilege yang diberikan (kenalah tgk kapasitor.net kalau nak faham). tapi betullah, sibuk. biat sibuk, jangan tak buat apa. kemudian jadi bosan. kemudian tak tahu buat apa. kemudian simpan duit di shopping mall.
ada ipad boleh tulis novel? hah i wish! asyik buat research utk penuhi permintaan client je. mana nak ada masa sgt. sampai kadang-kadang termimpi ttg blinds design. sungguh. sumpah menakutkan. tapi itulah, kalau tak kerja, siapa nak bayar bil? siapa nak suap mulut sendiri? siapa nak isikan tabung yang penuh dgn angin?

alhamdulillah. dah boleh bernafas dengan lega nampaknya. 

memang tak tau apa nak expect mula-mula melangkah dengan buku di celah ketiak

tapi lepas tu sudah oke

hihi

cikgu sudah berjaya menyiapkan teaching plan
tidak seperti semalam di mana cikgu sudah tertulis sebuah puisi
buruk betul perangai cikgu

syuhada, nanti buat latihan cikgu nak rait (klasik gile)
oke? babai cikgu nak tido

p/s: dia cakap 'bye babe' sbb nak panggil ai babe ke atau samakan ai dengan babe dalam cite 'Babe'? eeee jahatnye

dormant
mcm tumor
sesuatu yang dormant itu selalunya kita tak tahu penangan dia macam mana
sampailah ada penyebab utk dia jadi aktif semula

ya.
kita takkan tau sejauh mana orang itu beri kesan pada kita
*urut dagu

tak jumpe tak ketemu maka tak rindu
tapi tadi....

Disclaimer: This is based on personal opinion. Proceed at your own risk

Do You Come Here Often? by Alexandra Potter


Chic list are mostly full of cliches. Well, undeniably true? But still, there are times that I would l
love to be reading something that is rather sweet, not totally horrific or downright funny like the usual choice of My favourites. And a friend mentioned about this book from Alexandra Potter. Since my high expectations were crushed when I read Carole Matthews, I decided to try reading is book.

I fell in love with this book from Alexandra Potter in the first few pages. It's funny and witty.

What do I like about it?
1. The story seemed close enough. Like, it happened in real life. A struggle of finding the right person rather than becoming the person someone wants you to be. The struggle to keep thin when someone expects you to be although you are pretty comfortable with yourself.

2. The dilemma is true enough like the struggle of women finding partners. Now now, I'm sure guys face the same problem too but this is a chic lit so bear with me.

3. The ever lingering question of whether there will be someone for us. Yes, scary. What if there isn't?

4. It gives hope that some people change. After some life-changing experience that is.

Would I recommend it to anyone? I think I would. Cross that, I recommend it. I can't wait to take a look at Alexandra Potter's other books.

I don't know about you guys but I kind of grew up during the time Freddy Krueger is a famous figure. Not famous like Barney (I hate Barney and so does Mosh) but I really have a fear for him. Maybe like Voldermort in Harry Potter but in real life.

I'm starting to confuse myself so I'm just going to make a summary of it: when I was young, I watched Nightmare on Elm Street. I'm scared of him. It. Freddy. Ok, whatever.

Anyways, you might think that the movie is just going to scare the daylight out of you but I digress. I think there are a few valuable lessons from the movie.

1. One should not sleep in class. To quote from Freddy 'You shouldn't sleep in class, you know' (insert the sound of knives being scratched over the blackboard).

2. This advice is not for those under the age of 12 - wet dream is not always fun you know. Especially when you are swimming in blood.

3. United we stand, divided we fall (right?). This is pretty obvious during the scene when all the parents gang up...hurm... one shall not spoil the story for everyone. Keyword: the parents gang up to do something; sign of them working together.

4. Remember to activate the alarm in your house when you are alone.

5. For those who are about to work in pharmacy/ hospital (points to syud), ignore the person's requests for a certain drug if you do not have the authorization to do so. If it means they will die writhing on the floor, be it. Proceed to arrange and rearrange the drug bottles on the shelves lovingly while victims scream their heads of off on the floor.

6. History puts you to sleep, when we are supposed to be reading it straight from the textbook. See point number 1. Avoid teaching history in the usual, conventional manner. Proceed to teach using pantomines and acting. Plus the dresses and make ups.

See? I told you. Six valuable points to take note from them movie. However, I have to share with you the scariest part in the event. It happened before the movie started.

Well, my friend and I came late to the movie and we had to get to our seats that are very close to the middle on the 2nd last row. Our row is nearly quite full so my friend suggested that we try to get in from the back row, which of course means climbing onto the seat on the front. For those who know me, you'll know that my height will be of a problem to do so However, I tried because my friend managed to. Well, I was having doubts then and I should have known that having doubts while attempting a stunt (I would like to think) is not good. Take for example going on a roller coaster. Err, except I never have been on one, too scared.

Anyways, it was already dark in the cinema and of course, couldn't watch my step. Guess what? I got stuck for a good half minute. Between the seats. It was really a scary situation to be in. Just imagine if I to stumble and roll all the way to the front. Wow, that would teach me for attempting such moves. Should make a note to be more proper and be less boyish.

And the thing that is scarier than Freddy Krueger is I still have the purplish-black-blue-gray with a hint of indigo bruise on me, a good five days after the event. Totally scary. Not even Freddy can beat that.

letih godek iPad.
sekian

Disclaimer: This is my personal opinion. Proceed at your own risk

its about a road trip. how a person who were released from prison early only to found out that his life is already dead. Shadow has already lost Laura.

It seems that the gods are trying to take away the people's believe from modern gods (Internet and Media). its like the same case with the Greek gods; they won't last if the people stop believing. Ouh ya, a bit like Freddy Krueger too.

So he went with Mr Wednesday (or so he said) to gather all the old gods in other to beat the modern gods who really want to keep them off the world. He moves from one site to another; looking and meeting other gods. He tries to eliminate Wednesday's enemies while at the same time trying to stay alive after being beaten by the modern gods' team.

Shadow practices coin magic and in one incident, he gave the wrong coin to the wrong person who later saves his life. He also learnt tricks that he never knew he can do; putting ideas in people's and make them believe it. He found mysteries and solve them (like the city where each kid got lost during the winter). He kind of gave Laura another life before death without him knowing so.

It is hard to say the genre of this book. There's love, mystery, thriller, drama, fantasy, fiction and history. It was rather heavy (compared to Terry Pratchett) but I enjoyed it. Obviously, Neil Gaiman did a thorough research on the gods and I can imagine it is not easy. There's a glimpse of famous ones like Easter, Odin while there's also Horus and Ifrit. Although they make short cameos, one will still have to know their function to make the story believable, right?

I was kept wondering what happened from one page to another; why was he released from prison too early, was it the dead Laura that walked with him in the city, was he hallucinating or it really happened when he decided to be Wednesday's vigil? It was definitely a page turner.

There are many gods in books (feel free to browse yourself). Although Internet, Media and TV are not considered as gods, don't you think we are putting more faith in them?

I give four chocolate doughnuts. Ouh strictly not for anyone who prefer not to read about others' beliefs.

p/s: pinggang masih steady la dukung imran hari ni. heh

berbaloi balik lmbt sbb nan cis kj. heee

btw, tq azreen share pasal buku alexandra potter. baru sampai page 25, aku tak boleh letak dah buku tu. :)

p/s: dah tak payah buat muke sedih. tanak kawan dah bye

urm...jgnlah ini jadi false alarm
tanak sedih-sedih pls
byk lagi bende nak fokus dan fikir
cthnya ....
bagaimanakah untuk menyelesaikan masalah 'spare tyre'
ngahahaha

time kaseh kepada semua yang menggembirakan saya pada hujung minggu yang super sibuk ini
kepada imran juga
kepada along yg bawak imran
kepada emak yang bawa imran
haha semua pun imran la
nnt addin dah sebut baru sebut nama addin lagi byk

p/s: part time board review is here

kalau kau sakit, maksudnya kau pernah sihat
kalau kau pernah sedih,  maksudnya kau kenal akan erti gembira
kalau kau kecewa, maksudnya kau pernah meletakkan harapan.

sakit, memang sakit. tapi rasanya lebih elok menangis tiga jam, kemudian jadi seperti biasa.
daripada senyum, sembunyikan rasa dan merana tiga bulan.

tapi tadi imran datang riang, tersenyum buat kusenang jalan terkengkang-kengkang
terus terbang semua kesedihan
siapa sangka, tak sampai 3 jam bersedih
dah ada pengubat.

p/s: rasa macam nak cari kerja part time? cuba di sini

orang sentiasa tahu apa yang terbaik untuk kita tapi dia tak pernah tahu apa yang sebenarnya perlu dia buat. kerana itulah kita memang akan mempunyai sangat ramai tukang nasihat tak bergaji; beri nasihat bila kita tak perlukan pun. minta pun tidak tiba-tiba terasa nak jadi kaunselor.

baguslah kalau ada orang begitu risau sekali kalau kau ambik PTPTN. risau sehingga dia annoy kau sebab kau dah nak masuk Uni pun time tu. kalau dia risau, baguslah. make sure la PTPTN yang dia pinjam tu dia bayar balik.

bagus juga kalau dia risau course yang kau ambik tu susah dan mengikut kata dia, banyak saingan. pelik juga aku, yang berkata ni datang dari mana? dari mana dia dapat teori sesiapa yang belajar akaun pasti akan jadi akauntan, yang berlajar undang-undang pasti akan jadi peguam?

ini bukan zaman 40-an lagi. if you want that thing to happen, it will happen. on one condition; you make it happen. malas nak buat poll berapa ramai budak IT tak end up buat IT langsung pun. konon terjamin masa depan last-last buat benda lain.

jadi sepupu, orang boleh cakap apa dia nak. ko tak payah risau la. bende ni semua ko akan lalui dan kalau ko berjaya lalui, tahniah! sebab kau sudahpun jadi lebih kuat.

baguslah kalau ada orang risau sangat kapasitor.net dan facebook membuang masa. tapi make sure la orang yang bercakap tu pun tak membuang masa, contohnya belajar siang malam sampai rupa pun dah jadi panda. dia barangkali lupa yang 'all work makes jack's a dumb boy'. elok la orang tu berkarya dan berfacebook (dengan cara elok) daripada dia pergi bakar tiang telefon di mana-mana.

masih lagi teringat akan kata-kata seorang kawan yang kononnya risau sgt tentang status aku. kerana bersungguh-sungguh menasihatkan aku mencari pasangan, aku berterima kasihlah. tapi sungguh yakin nampaknya dia bahawa jodohnya akan sampai ke tua. masalahnya, kita manusia, tak boleh menentukan. kesian tgk dia sekarang. sekarang, dia pula kata 'eloklah kau tak kawen lagi. nanti jadi macam ni'. hurmm

we define our own successes and we lead our own lives. we can get gold, money and assets but these are bound to be lost. what remains are our beliefs and principles. if we lose our principles, what else is there to define us?

remember, we dictate our own lives.

IMF mempunyai maksud lain selain daripada International Monetary Fund
apa dia?
jeng jeng jeng!

mahu buku elektronik percuma? ada review tentangnya di sini .

(oke fine syud dah edit :P)

I remember (although not distinctly) that I used to gawk in awe at bus conductors. Why? Because they seem to have so much power on a bus. On the wheels, they have absolute authority, their voices command complete obligation while nobody can say no when they demand money. Imagine how I perceive the career then; absolute power. When the conductor say go in, people go in, when he or she wants you to sit at the back, you just do, when he wants you to go off into the street, you go. In short, on the bus, it becomes his kingdom.

Back then, conductors have this small device that goes ‘klik-klak’ (I think) when passengers pay for tickets. This, although I’m not proud to say, really enticed me. I never see that kind of device being sold everywhere back then. This signals that the device is extremely precious, a fact proven to be false, I discovered later. I remember vaguely that I made the request to Mak that I wanted the same thing, so I can play with it at home. Mak said nothing but now, I can imagine her horror.

‘ Why would my daughter wants to become a bus conductor?’

Mind you, I have nothing against bus conductors but even now, a woman conductor is uncommon, she must have taught it to be a very challenging job for me.

So please bus conductors, do not leave me at the side of the road because of this story. Where were we? Oh...

I discovered I was not the only one. A few of my childhood friends have the same adoration for bus conductors. How naïve can we be?

 Do you remember in primary school when the teachers ask about your ambition? I really, seriously contemplated to answer bus conductor during the first three years at during the primary school. But being in a girls’ school, I was never able to do so. I listened to my classmates’ ambitions; doctors, lawyers, accountants (yeah, those were unimaginative years) and decided to take the safe route. When I look back at the files, my ambitions did not vary; doctor, lawyer and teacher. I never had the chance to say tell my teachers the truth that I wanted to be a bus conductor. I wonder, how will she react if I happen to tell her just that?

To this day, I still look at bus conductors as very important figures. Without them, there will be total chaos on the bus. People will be standing anywhere (like RapidKL)  and people will spend nearly ¾ of their morning to wait for the bus.

So, am I the only odd one out, dreaming of becoming a conductor, or you also feel the same thing? 

Disclaimer: This is my personal opinion, proceed at your own risk

Some may not find The Winner Stands Alone from Paulo Caelho as interesting but I do. The things that he wrote in there like fashion, saying things in fashion will be obsolete in the next six months, is interesting. The fact that he said the IT bigshots wear jeans and shirts should be an indication that the big cars, the glittery dresses and the fame are worthless.

This book is the latest book from Caelho and unlike his other writings, this is about us, about struggling in the world where money and fame triumph over personal development. Where over people with over inflated ego try to make the most out of everything to their own benefit.

The story starts with Igor who flew down to Cannes, not to see the renowned film festival but to get back his ex-wife, Ewa. He believes that destroying worlds (killing people) will send the message to Ewa that he still loves her. It doesn't make sense, of course, because a lot of things do not makes sense in this world.

Glimpses of the cruel truth about fame and glamour are available in this book. For those who look for an eye-opener, this is recommended. But those who hate authors who preach, stay as far as you can from this book.

Rating: 4.5 out of 5 delicious, chocolate-filled doughnuts. The other half I intend to give it to my nephew.

kadang-kadang, susah nak percaya orang ada memori fotografik
bukanlah sebab orang itu tidak fotogenik tetapi macam susah nak percaya

tadi, pergi makan tosai sardin lagi
memang mudah kena racun kalau bab makan
maka makan pun dengan gembira, makan berdua macam makan untuk 3 orang
macam biasa, mesti ada tosai sardin terselit
tibalah masa untuk membayar
'eh mamat ni lagi?'

normal bagi pelanggan untuk ingat muka penjual
sungguh tidak pelik kerana berapa ramai sangat pelayan di kedai tersebut
'pi mai pi mai tang tu jugak'
yang tak puas hatinya
kenapa mamak tu ingat muke aku?
kenapa kenapa?
'akak, kali ni tosai sardin betul ye kak?'

sabo je aku

p/s: kami sudah menulis review tentang VSHub. sila berkunjung

 So, here I am, taking (drugs) medicine and since I feel useless, why not promote Kapsule 2nd edition?

  Yes, it is here again for downloading, the Second Dosage. The second edition was the result of the blood, sweat and tears (or rather, coffee and sandwiches) of Kapasitor members. You can find the best poems, excellent stories and marvelous artworks, combined in one e-magazine. There are a lot of excellent pieces in kapasitor and the English team really tries hard to pick them and bring them together. Mind you, it is not easy.

  So how do you get to download Kapsule May 2010; Second Dosage? Try this link. Or here. Or this one too.

  Ok that was annoying.

  Anyways, moving on.

  Kapsule, as you know it, does not only focus on writing. In this edition, you can even watch a video from paktam85 and rama_rama, making it the first e-magazine from kapasitor to be featuring video from its users and we do hope so this will not be the last e-magazine in this website to do just that. Hence, we would like to welcome you to come up with your video to be shared with all of us. It can be about you, about someone else or anything.

 And, we would also like to call for submission under the theme 'blood'. There is something special in this edition but I really cannot give too much away because I think the drug effect is kicking in. With that, I leave you with the hope to see more of your contributions.  


p/s: it's not to late to checkout the place to get things for your wedding day. check out our review and wait for the ugly truth of VShub ;)

keypad tepon dia sudah elok gamaknya
maka sudah berjaya membalas sms
sungguh rasa bangga mengikut kata nasihat seorang kawan
:)

Disclaimer: This is my personal opinion. Proceed at your own risk.

The title itself is mushy and truthfully, boring. Why did i proceed to read? Because I want to see if it turns out to be different. i want to know whether Spencer is really Sally's knight in the armour, getting her out of the dump. In that sense, it is a page turner.

Story-wise? I'd say nothing special. A woman wants to have a better life for a kid, ex-boyfriend tries to win her back, new boyfriend comes, dashingly handsome, rich bla bla bla. Seriously, boring plot. Very predictable. You just need read like 15 pages and flip the backpage and look for another book. Maybe something from dilbert. That's be fun.

Can I give rating here? Anyways I want to. A half eaten, stale donut/ 5 freshly baked doughnuts.

We should be happy being a woman. Why?

1. Crying is blackmail. This, you can learn from small kids. When they cry hard enough, they can get away with it. Try crying when your boyfriend is mad at you. It might work (I say might) but not your husband. Father? In certain situations.
2. We get to wear (sometimes) ridiculous stuff. Example, we get to wear bubble dresses with bows on the waist (not that I’ve tried it). If you are really cute, then you can get away with it. You can die trying putting bows on any part of your attire if you are a guy. Even the one on your neck can make you ridiculous.
3. PMS. Ah, the ever famous excuse. When mom is having a bad mood, she’s on PMS and other people don’t really talk about it that much. Lazy to smile? Use the PMS excuse. PMS seems to be the answer to almost anything and guys usually understand this. Mess with a woman on PMS is like waking a sleeping dragon having Monday Blues.
4. Women can get away with being close to kids. It’s okay for women to get to close with kids. Have you noticed that this is not the case with guys? Try this and guys, you may be called as paedophile.
5. Sad Card: Being blonde. When we use the ‘I don’t know’ excuse, guys will usually come to the rescue. I kind of used this a few times because I’m too lazy. Believe me, I’m not proud of it.
6. We can get away with almost anything. Lost the parking ticket? There’s a huge chance we might not have to endure the RM50 fine. If this happen to guys, dream on. Just prepare the RM50 beforehand.
7. We don’t have to fret too much about paying at eateries. Point, order and eat while the guy settles it. Even if you do not feel it’s appropriate for the guy to be paying for it, just shut up and smile. When you insist too hard on paying, it will be a huge blow to his ego. Just enjoy the moment and remember to go to Top Hat or somewhere really expensive next time. Nah, kidding.
8. It is okay for woman to be emotional. Guys can never get away with this.
9. Womens’ apparel is affordable. Guys’ shoes can easily cost RM 300. Women only need about 10% of that to get a cute stiletto in Vincci.
10. Women are nice to look at. Come on. Even I ogle at girls.
11. ‘Diamonds are girls’ bestfriend’. And yours guys? Something boring we suppose.

So girls, what do you enjoy most? 

sekalipun kita sering dibantu dengan bermacam teknologi yang canggih-canggih, sangatlah penting untuk menerapkan sifat berjaga-jaga semasa menggunakannya
fokus kita pada hari ini: predictive text system (sumpah nak gelak pada ayat ini)

tadi, baru sahaja berbual dengan rakan tentang keinginan mereview VSHub tapi dia kata nanti dulu
ada sebab tersendiri di atas kejadian yang terjadi
baiklah tak mengapa
lalu, telefonlah emak kerana sudah rindu mahu dengan suara sallehudin imran
kemudian terdengar bunyi text notification tapi masih teruskan berbual dengan emak
bila habis sahaja berbual, tengok telefon kembali
buka peti masuk dan terlihat 'stupid predictive text'
tak faham
bila baca mesej terdahulu baru faham

kawan ingin suruh buat bertenang (sebenarnya bawa bertenang tapi maafkan dia, terlupa mungkin)
bila guna predictive text
jadilah 'bust bertenang'
sumpah gelak dengan sangat hebat di depan komputer, nasib baik tak kene jerit sebab memekak waktu malam

p/s: ini ada review terbaru di blog yang satu lagi tentang review, untuk sesiapa yang ingin cari informasi. saksikan di one-stop-review.

siapa suke matapelajaran sejarah ketika masih muda belia dulu?

ouh saya sangat suka, lebih-lebih lagi kalau berkaitan dengan mohenjo-daro dan harappa

sebab, semuanya macam cerita

ingat DEB tak mahu, baca cerita penglipurlara pasti suka

kesimpulan, saya suka sejarah. 

kadang-kadang, teringat juga tentang zaman kegemilangan melayu melaka

tentang kehebatan hang tuah, bahasa melayu sebagai lingua franca dan tidak lupa juga si kitul (TSK)

parameswara itu sudah tentu tidak boleh ketinggalan

tetapi paling suka nama bangsawan seperti tun mutahir, tun ali dan sultan alauddin riayat shah. 

alauddin

sekarang ada ahli keluarga bernama alauddin sulaiman iaitu adik kepada sallehudin imran

jadi, sekarang mahu panggil apa?

leman terlalu matang

addin macam comel

tapi panggil sultan pun comel.

perlukan pertolongan pantas

esok mahu jumpa alauddin sulaiman (kalau eja suleiman macam cool)

takkan  nak panggil exhibit A? 

p/s: imran berumur setahun sekarang

If you have an image of a person wearing a black trench coat, a black fedora hat, a black glove and black boots carrying a basket, trying to hide from the other customers, you can wipe that image off. That has nothing to do with mystery shopper but of course, fits well with the description of ‘trying to look mysterious while shopping’. 

Today, people, I’m going to tell you about my dream job because I'm nice like that (because I have to wait for the mask on my face to be ready in about 11 minutes). 

I love shopping, considering that I’m a woman, that is pretty normal. People have asked about my dream job and my answer will always be ‘getting paid to shop’. And then we laughed but deep down inside, I know it is possible. You ask how? Mystery shopper of course. 

Mystery shopper is a system (pardon for this textbook-like introduction) where companies keep track of the performance in their branches, usually related to customer service. The ambiance, the staff, are they looking presentable (not necessarily drop dead gorgeous) and of course, how they treat you as a consumer. For example, a company wants to check the customer service in its fuel station in Bangsar. So, the mystery shopper will be sent out to check out the place. Mind you, you are not allowed to flaunt it to the public that you are a mystery shopper (I think Syud has this kind of experience). It kills the mystery, no?

The mystery shopper will be given a checklist and what they are supposed to do. They will visit the branches and try to look nonchalant, blend in the crowd. Of course, they need to prove that they have completed their tasks to the company who sent them. 

The pay for mystery shopper varies. Imagine that you visit a bank, deposit money and for that, you get RM 35 (company will pay for any bank charges, in certain cases). And this is just for beginners. Just imagine how much those who are more experienced may earn (no, you do not have to close your eyes to imagine it). 

I would like to give it a try though. No. Would LOVE to give it a try. 

So there you go. That is the kind of job that I want. Sipping coffee in Starbucks and get paid for it, buying things in a convenience store and getting paid. I want that. 

Any one interested to hire me?

p/s: for women out there, we have a recommendation  in our latest review. check out this new review where you can find all you need to know about beauty products.

kita haruslah melihat semua kejadian dengan positif
maka dengan ini
kejadian tiada air mestilah kita lihat secara positif.

aku menyangkakan bahawa aku tidak akan mampu mengangkut air daripada paip depan hingga ke dalam rumah (lebih kurang 15 langkah) atau ke tandas (lebih kurang 8 langkah)
aku betul-betul sangka aku tidak mampu kerana kalau isi air sehingga penuh
pasti akan jalan secara terhuyung-hayang
tetapi aku salah
aku mampu sebenarnya.

mampu selama tiga hari berturut-turut
sehingga pinggang sudah hampir patah
(sekarang pun masih duduk dengan bantal disendal pada pinggang).

lihat
kalau air sentiasa ada
mesti aku takkan tau kebolehan lain e.g mendukung imran sebelah tangan dan mengangkat baldi 3/4 penuh dengan air dengan sebelah tangan lagi
itulah hikmahnya.

orang banyak kasi formula ini
banyak fikir + banyak pakai tenaga = kurus
heh! paling mahu kurus
jadi mahu fikir banyak-banyak
cuma....nak fikir tentang apa sekarang?

anak buah saya sayangkan pok cik (pakcik yang bongsu)
pok cik imran juga sayangkan imran
imran selalu mintak (paksa) pok cik dukung
bila suruh panggil pok cik
imran tak reti sebut (setahun pon belum mamat tu)
jadi imran panggil pok cik dia 'ten'
ingatkan salah sebut
tapi mmg setiap kali tengok pon panggil 'ten'
pandai anak buah saya

P/S: sudah ada new website review  di One Stop Review. Kalau baca website yang direview, silap-silap tak boleh tido malam

disclaimer: the review is based on my personal opinion. read at your own risk

credit: penguin.com.au

am now in love with marian keyes. the plot of angels might be simple but actually it is not. in order to know maggie's dilemma, we have to finish the book. ade konsep-konsep baca depan, tengah dengan blakang ini mcm masih boleh digunapakai tetapi pasti hasilnya sungguh mengecewakan nanti. 

di dalam cerita ini, maggie telah pun pergi melawat rakannya yang berada di LA (motif tadi kau tulis english kemudian bahasa melayu?). barulah dia tahu susah sebenarnya nak industri hiburan ini. banyak cabaran. huhu

this is a story about a journey of being in love, getting married and trying to forgive and forget. how your dysfunctional family loves you for who you are and how friends are important. it also tells that beneath it all; you might not want to see the truth, which is too ugly. 

somehow it fells like keyes tries to connect us with reality through her writing by telling the entertainment industry is not as glossy as it looked or glamorous, how maybe people are not saying what they mean and most importantly, you can turn to your loved ones, no matter what. 

and it also tells that sometimes we believe in the things that we want to see; not the truth. like emily who loves troy and vice versa but troy chooses to sleep around just to make emily jealous because she doesn't believe that he loves her. 

in the end, it may have worked out for some. however, the most important part is the journey, not just the ending. 

and the part when one of the characters say that the love that returned is for you to keep, is really touching. i wondah

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imran baru mula berjalan. sgtlah excited semua orang. bukan baru, tapi dia agak tidak berapa rajin sebelum ini

careful what you wish for. you might get it. in the form of a 'request for an electronic drill'.

tidak tahulah samada ini perlu diketawakan atau tidak tetapi panggilan jam 10 pagi itu memang sungguh lucu. bukan, bukan panggilan hangit. hangus pun bukan, apetah lagi separa masak.

skrin yang tiba-tiba bercahaya di atas meja aku tenung lama. nama itu. nama itu yang sentiasa aku harapkan akan  menelefon aku (harapan sudah dihentikan pada bulan mac 2010). kerana terlalu terkejut. suara sungguh tidak excited.
'hello?' --> aku
' aishah' --> dia-yang-bukan-jared-padalecki
'ye?'
' ini saya-yang-bukan jared-padalecki' kata dia-yang-juga-bukan-matthew-gray-gubler
'ok' suara aku sungguh mendatar. apehal lah si dia-yang-pastinya-bukan-alex-kopranos ini mahu?
' your office ade electric drill tak?'
COP. sejak bila aku keje dekat kedai hardware. maka jawapannya tiada.

panggilan itu tamat dalam masa 59 saat. tetapi hingga kini agak tertanya-tanya kenapa panggilan itu dibuat kerana boleh saja kalau orang lain di pihak sana ingin bertanyakan pihak di sini. tipulah tak seorang pun diaorang tu tak kenal kami di-pejabat-yang-penuh-dengan-org-org-fun ini. hurm

imran's here!

imran's caught in the act expression
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so the playtime begins! haha siap ah pasneh kene buli budak ni. sebab dia dah berisi maka tidak boleh melambung dengan hebat tadi. takpe imran. esok kite sambung oke? (habis ah sedara mara bace).

dia sudah semangat. dia sudah pandai melepaskan diri kalo tak mahu didukung. dia dah pandai bermain cak-cak dgn gembire. dia pandai makan roti dengan byk. sgt rindu, tak sangka dapat jumpe, dah la tghari tadi sgt rindu, kemudian telefon dengan harapan bole dgr suara dia. piirah. mmgla budak kecik ini tidak tahu bercakap apa-apa. tahu jerit saja.

tapi tak apa. esok kene balik cepat. sudah mahu tidur sekarang sbb begitu semangat nak bgn awal dan cubit pipi die esok. haha

punyelah kan aku beria nak update blog masa tunggu tepung pancake ditutup selama setengah jam, sekalik ini connection buat lawak. nvm. skang dah boleh. 

aku rasa ada baiknyalah aku pindah ke seremban je cenggini kalau naik bas pukul 6 lebih sampai umah kol 8. ini semua sbb nak buat jalan baru antara simpang brickfields dgn muzium negara itu. nasib baik lah ada buku baru. bolehlah jugak membaca. 

mcm mana ni? kene cari alternatif baru. 

1. naik monorail, turun dekat brickfields. eh tak buleh. 

2. naik putra, lps tu naik rapid (not) KL. tapi karang tiada masa utk berpeluh. 

3. jalan ke cm mcm biasa kemudian naik putra lps tu turun kat universiti naiklah ape-ape? hurm mcm oke. 

apekah tujuan entri ini? tiada tujuan. ini siri berceramah dekat diri sendiri. which reminds me...

tadi aku baru balik keje, aku masuk jumpe sepupu aku la nak tanya pasal die punye matriks what not. sekalik mak aku masuk, terus serbu

makcik: diaorang ni kalau jumpe tak bercakap (aku mcm dah blur. ni amende ni? what what?)

makcik: derang ni la. hajar dengan siti (ouh oke ingat pehal)

aku: cadar?

makcik: dia ni tanak bagitau, hajar pun mintak asasi UIA 

aku: cadar? 

makcik: makcu hari ni ....

ya allah, pertanyaan aku bagaikan angin lalu, dibiarkan begitu sahaja. i dun keh ini asasi dimensi ape semua (sorry sepupu but i need my bedsheet). tak memasal je aku kene leter pasal asasi ape semua segala. 

tapi itulah dia. guru besar mmg begitu kot. i feel you sepupu!

heh flickr ni buat lawak pulak lambat loading. dah la semangat nak menulis blog sbb dua hari ini sungguh berjaya memenatkan diri.

sapa kata buat cross-stitch tidak penat? nak cucuk jarum tu mana boleh tersasul, nanti tak elok design. lps tu kaler benang pun kene la padan, karang buruk. mungkinlah penerima tak perasan (kalau dia penerima hadiah, bukan pelanggan) tetapi pasti anda terasa tak puas hati kalau tersilap. mesti rasa mcm nak bukak balik semua benang tu dan pegi makan. sebab dah letih nak bukak balik benang yang dah cucuk, mestilah makan dulu ambil tenaga.

lepas dah makan, mestilah mengantuk. lagi-lagi pula dengan keadaan cuaca yang begini. oke ini alasan sebenarnya. kalau hujan ke tak hujan ke saya selalunye memang gemar tidur dengan gembira. lagi-lagi pula kipas betol-betol atas kepala. sungguh heaven.

oke hampir tersasul, maaf. patah balik. cross-stitch.

project yg dibuat sudah siap separuh. hoh sungguh la letih kerana ia begitu mencabar kerana menggunakan pelbagai warna benang. maklumlah barang utk baby,musti mahu ceria sikit.

ouh sebenanrnya nak tulis tentang ini

credit: penguin.com

tetapi macam biasa, selalu tersasul.

i happen to know marian keyes after a guy at work recommended her. yes, you read it right. a guy recommended her, she's that good. so, our first affair i mean, the first book that i read was last chance saloon. a story with a lot of characters but well, she written it so well and i never turned back after that.

this one, further under the duvet is not a novel but a compilation of her musings that were either published and unpublished. it is basically her collection of daily stories; the never-ending story of lost baggage, her sticky ear (yes, just the one), how she started writing and her love for cosmetics. its all very funny and some of it are touching too, the ones where she visited orphanages and her visit to Ethiopia.

this is in fact a very good read when travelling to work. i do not have to remember where i stop (like i usually have to do with novels) and i still do not need to miss anything. it's a great invention no?

alas, monday. panas sungguh di rumah maka dengan ini welcome air-conditioner!!!!!

p/s: the book is NOT on sale :D

tragedi tosai yang terjadi nampaknya terpaksa ditanggung sehingga sampai bila-bila la nampaknya. tadi sudah diungkit. haih. sabo je aku. 


tadi pegi PC fair. biasalah, bukan beli apa-apa pun tapi saja nak berjalan-jalan. sgtlah banyak netbook dan notebook yang comel-comel sehingga rasa nak grrr....dan gigit. takde keje. 


BAGAIMANAPUN, ingin beritahu yang blog review sudah mempunyai satu lagi review yang baru di mana anda boleh melihat gambar-gambar keluarga yang kelakar. silalah ke sini. 


ya, mari kita tidur sekarang. sungguh letih sebab petang tadi berjalan ditemani anjing. sangat menakutkan sebab sentiasa ingin lari tapi takut pula kene kejar. 

Hoh! Tosai Tragedy?

Hoh! Tosai Tragedy?
Originally uploaded by uculer

I can easily embarrass myself. It comes naturally; as natural as breathing. I don’t need to think, I just embarrass myself like…poof! No need to take a 12-step programme or anything. It just happened.

And that was what happened today. Something that I call ‘Tosai Sardine Tragedy’.

I had pasta for lunch today. And being the typical me, it was not enough, it was not filling. By 3 something, I started having hallucinations of being served with fries (my friend broke the rule of no fastfood rule this week by shoving fries literally under my nose at work. I had too much chocolate. And ice-cream. And cheese. Ouh dear), pizzas, nasi goreng paprika and so on and so forth.

I tried concentrating and I was doing so great. Right until that share sale news of San Miguel, a company involved in food, drinks and packaging and I lost. My stomach started the rockestra, with a pinch of dangdut and a bit of world music at the sight of the printed word ‘food’. Conclusion: nearly crawled to take the paper out of the printer. And my biscuit supply is running out, so does my cereal.

Suddenly, I was transported back to university time (right in the middle of a story on a new bus range from Ashok Leyland); to the time when bedtime starts at 4am and 10pm is the perfect time to eat dinner at some mamak stall. I started to crave for roti sardine.

Arrangement was made; we need to go out at 5.12pm (although I had to wait for a good few minutes before The Colleague finishes whatever task at hand. Very impatiently of course) to go find tosai sardine at the mamak restaurant opposite The Weld. I’m too hungry to wait until we arrive at Central Market and no one messes with a ‘Hungry Aishah’.

So we walked a few minutes with The Colleague commenting on the weather. ‘very nice weather’. In this scorching heat? Lucky I was so hungry or many people would have to endure a long-winded lecture on how the day was just totally dreadful. I was really focused. Tosai Sardine.

And so we arrived; me with my big smile pasted on my (oily and sweaty) face. There was a laminated menu and I grabbed at it like a kid seeing his favourite cookie on a barren table right after sports day on a hot, dry, humid day. I scanned the menu and see no Tosai Sardine. No sweat, this is a mamak restaurant. All you have to do is ask. They can magic it out of thin air (I would like to think).

The waiter came and of course I asked about Tosai Sardine as soon as I can.

‘ Ada!’

Yeay to all mamak restaurants in Malaysia! And I can actually feel, then, how my stress evaporated and I felt high with anticipation. Tosai Sardine, it has been years (gone all melancholy).

You see, when it comes to telling my order to the waiter, I usually have the attention span of a goldfish. Once I tell the waiter or waitress what I want, I will instantly forget what I just said. It’s automatic. I can never remember what I ordered, never mind if I have written in on my wishlist for a year, have a fluorescent-red banner wrapped around my house (I’m just stretching it a little bit only), I just can’t remember.

We were talking (with me talking gibberish) and a waiter asked if I ordered ‘teh tarik’ This is a standard drink at any mamak stall that I order so chances are I won’t be wrong, not that I like it (Excuse Numero Uno). And we talked, while scanning the menu again. And then another waiter arrived with a plate, the familiar smell of sardine wafted through my nostrils.

‘.- sardine?’ I just nodded. The Colleague didn’t say anything, assuming that I’d know what I’m doing.

I looked at this great creation under my nose. It had a reddish quality to it, smelt like sardine so this is my dish right? Right! So I started poking it with fork and spoon, invited The Colleague for a bite (of course, not whole-heartedly. I’m extremely possessive when it comes to food).

An ABC arrived and I still pushed another bite into my mouth when somebody sidled beside me.

‘ Hello?’

With bulging cheeks and wide eyes, I looked to my right.

‘ You order tosai sardine kan?’

I looked at my plate. I could have died there and then. Staring accusingly at me, roti sardine with a quarter of it gone. The horror. THE HORROR.THE HORROR. Ok you get it.

‘ Ouh my God’ I was not faking it, I was genuinely horrified. The Colleague was laughing. This was the first time we dined at a place like this where the waiters usually do not write your orders but remembers the orders, not your tables.

‘ Ini orang lain punya,’ onion poking out of the corner of my lips.

‘ Takpela. Nak buat macam mana?’ The Colleague said, with an effort, between laughs. The waiter left. I was still munching, cheek-bulging and all, full of guilt.

‘ Didn’t you realise what you ordered?’ still laughing. I was to busy eating to kick The Colleague's foot under the table.

‘ Nooooooo,’ if that was a movie then I’d be pulling my hair in desperation but it was a reality, so none of that happened. ‘ I’m just forgetful like that. Once I ordered food, I forgot about it completely.’

The Colleague and I went on numerous eating-sprees but this is something that I managed to conceal; this tendency to forget my orders and eat someone else’s roti sardine. I was so embarrassed, I really was. I’d rather faint right there and then, being delivered to the closest hospital than enduring the moment of shamefulness. I just couldn’t believe that it happened. Me eating someone else’s order and make the customer leave the shop. My short-attention-span moment.

As if to rub it in, the waiter came again and brought my tosai sardine. The Colleague said

‘ Takpelah. Bawak sini.Saya mau’

And because of that people, I had three-quarters roti sardine and half tosai sardine. The real reason for ordering tosai sardine was to reduce the fat in the food but there you go, double whammy.

And that is the end of Tosai Tragedy. Ouh dear, I have to face The Colleague tomorrow. The shame of it, the shame.

P/S: For those who plan to open a restaurant, you might want to know that I’m unable to remember my orders. Your waiters should be able to place the right food in front of me or I’d lose you another client.

kita berhak membuat pilihan (oleh itu para pengguna, marilah lakukan pilihan yang bijak!). seperti karangan di sekolah. kalau cikgu suruh tulis karangan 'hari lahir saya', kita mempunyai pilihan utk menulis samada karangan itu lucu, sedih ataupun mengerikan. tapi mestilah masa sekolah (rendah) begitu suci, takkanlah mahu menulis 'saya tersadung batu di luar kelas, kemudian terjatuh ke atas pengawas lalu menyebabkan dia terperosok ke dalam longkang. itulah kenangan hari lahir saya yang paling indah'. mahu juga capang telinga tu nanti kena tarik.

lihat? kita sebenarnya mempunyai pilihan. seperti juga menulis blog. kalau rasa mahu tulis tentang diri sendiri, ikut sukalah. kalau mahu tulis makanan pun ikut sukalah. tetapi jangan lupa, jika sudah menulis blog, sila kirim salam pada 'keinginan untuk mempunyai privasi'. mahu privasi, sila cipta blog private sendiri yang boleh dilihat oleh kawan-kawan rapat saja.

lagi satu:
'at this age, whatever you say can reach across the globe but that does not make you smarter than the drunken guy sitting at the end of the bar'.

kan?

eh cop. sebenarnya tulis blog waktu lunch hour ini ada tujuan. tujuannye adalah nak cakap 'saya suka memilih blog design. saya suka mempunyai pilihan yang banyak. disebabkan suka, saya akan begitu teruja hingga hari-hari pun rasa nak ubah design'. hiks.

dan rasanya, kalau hari ini saya nak tulis pasal design, tak salah kalau esok lusa orang lain tulis tentang penggunaan font yang pelbagai di dalam blog. kan?

hey berapa banyak soalan daaa. dah dah pegi 'pau' fries orang di meja sebelah.

ye? *mengantuk

ye? *mengantuk
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ini muke pagi tadi. bukanlah muke mengantuk, lebih kepada muka tensen. nak marah, nak pegi bakar rambut orang. hish nak buat yang bukan-bukanlah pendek kata.

tapi panjang kata adalah panjang langkah ke pavilion mencari gulab jamun. sekalik, kedai mule operasi pukul 12.30 daa. ai sampai kol 11.45. ces.

maka terpaksalah membeli eskrem. satu sudu, mood oke sikit. dua sudu, mood makin oke, bile dah sampai setengah mangkuk, macam ternampak pelangi di depan mata.

MACAM. bukan nampak sungguh. kalau nampak sungguh tu, alamat la.

eh baru perasan hari ini pegi pavilion sampai due kali. bwahaha.

ye kawan-kawan. marilah cuba memakan benda bercoklat untuk menenangkan fikiran yang resah. ouh dalam eskrem yang menjadi mangsa saya tengah hari tadi terdapat cebisan coklat.

eh air apa ni? ya allah menaip sampai meleleh air liur. dah dah nampak sangat kene berenti.

'apa yang best kerja di bukit bintang?' 

weih best tau. kalu nak pegi buat-buat lawak menebeng kat klcc tu, anytime je bebeh. larat tak larat je la kan nak pegi. kalo mcm nak bosan lepak klcc, kite lepak pavilion pulak. camwhore kat hiasan-hiasan dia kat luar tu. ala apa nak malu? pasang je muke tourist. pasti beres. 

macam mana nak pasang muka tourist? alah internet kan ada. amek je gamba sesapa print pastu buat topeng. 

oke plis jgn tampa. 

anda juga boleh melepak di lot 10. mcm saje nak tgk foodcourt die yang sudah cantik. itu hari borong cekelat dengan kawan sampai 70 hengget. gile btol. 

okelah kalau lot 10 tak bes, lepak lah di starhill. itu mmg class habis lah. mmg takde orang semua ha lepaklah kau di situ dengan ketenangan. 

tak suke? oke fineeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. jalan skit lagi boleh pegi sg wang. selalu pegi situ kalau nak beli benang cross stitch. ataupun nak pegi MPH. tapi skang tak pegi dah pegi times je. 

melalui sg wang, boleh tembus ke time square tau? boring? ha sudah kalau boring pegilah melawat bangunan sebelah times square tu. yang ada pagar tinggi-tinggi kaler putih tu. penjara pudulah ape lagi? 

patah balik ke tempat kerja saya. 

lps tu kenderaan awam mcm senang jika anda tinggal di daerah bangsar. eh silap zon bangsar. pandai-pandai je mendaerahkan zon. ada monorail dan juga putra. tapi putra dia selalu buat lawak sket. kadang-kadang kalau hujan nanti dia akan malu nak bergerak. bila malu nak bergerak, orang yang naik putra terpaksalah panaskan kerusi di opis lebih masa atau di kedai kopi. 

makanan? makan di klcc dan pavilion hari-hari mcm boleh cecah sepuluh ringgit. tapi kalau nak bergaya, boleh cari satu tempat makan dekat cosway ni yang chargenye adelah sgt murah. macam ramai orang makan di situ dengan gembire. saya? saya suke makan nasi goreng-goreng die. nanti order nasi goreng ayam bungkus mcm boleh makan 2 orang. kalau habiskan semua kelak akan tertidur bawah meja jam 2.30 petang. 

lps tu, boleh bersenam dengan berjalan selama empat puluh minit lebih ke central market. sementara itu kite menempel dulu di the weld. tempat yang mcm sgt byk kedai makan. daripada g, lg ke tingkat 1. banyak gila kedai makan. lps tu ada philip wain kat atas. mcm kejamnye dugaan ini utk orang-orang yang sudah workout dengan hebat. workout saya selalu tak kira sebab nanti tertewas pula dengan pelawaan cuba makanan di central market. 

bila tiba di central market pula, sangat heaven sebab boleh sewa buku di situ. nama kedai itu mcm tercomel di dunia 'kedai buku'. macam dari umur belas-belas pun dah ada kedai itu. steady betol la uncle! 

tapi yang ditawarkan utk disewa buku omputih je, yang melayu punye tidak tahu heh. 

lps tu ... oke dah mcm kene tido dah esok nak kene masak bekal. ta~

p/s: anda punye kemusykilan tentang perkara berkaitan komputer tapi macam tak paham ape ada dlm manual? nah lawatilah review dummy essentials. 

baby keepsakes

baby keepsakes
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ini adalah projek terbaru saya. baru dua minggu buat. hey hey bukan senang mahu buat oke sbb pulang saja sudah tak nampak matahari, macam mana mahu menjahit?

mcm aneh kan? pergi kerja kadang-kadang sebelum matahari naik (fajar sadik tu of course la sudah mcm tipu sgt kalau belum kau jadi jaga ke cenggitu?), lps tu balik kerja tak nampak matahari dah.

ouh dua minggu bukan dua minggu. lebih kepada empat hari sbb hanya boleh menjahit pada hujung minggu sahaja. jadi sekarang kalau orang nak ajak tgk movie ape semua mcm sedikit malas sekaipun sgt mahu tonton itu how to train a dragon. nasib baiklah design utk baby keepsakes ini agak ringkas cuma byk guna benang utk warna yang lain-lan. fuh fuh jgnlah sampai jadi mcm rerama syud yg amek masa sebulan lebih utk siap. sumpah memalukan.

sebenarnya kawan nak adakan baby shower. jadi mahu beri ini, senang sbb tak kesah kalau lelaki atau perempuan sbb bukan nak kasi kat baby terus, mcm boleh diframekan di mana-mana sudut rumah. kire yang sudah siap ini sudah 1/4. berbaloi jugalah pinggang yg dah rasa nak patah sebab duduk daripada jam 11.30 hingga jam 3 petang ini.

imran dah balik :(. sedihnya. dah tade dah balik umah tgk die minum susu lps tu main ba-chak lps tu die tanak minum susu dah sbb nak maini. dah tade dah cubaan-cubaan buat die senyum. dah tade dah budak kecik suke dukung. tapi takpela. bole tgk gamba dia semua sampai pengsan.

ah esok hari isnin. ekon di opis, plis kurangkan kepanasan di umah. fuh fuh!

selamat malam anda semua. dan selamat melangkah ke minggu yang baru :)

How to Include A Baby into Your Exercise Routine

saya kuat kan?
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Disclaimer: Readers are reminded that you need to have enough sense of humour to digest this. Anyone who does not think throwing up a baby in the air until the baby throws up is funny should not proceed beyond this point. Yes, here. You can stop now before you are emotionally-scarred. For life. Gosh, you are still here? Ok fine, you have been warned.

I have been really busy lately. I try to go to the office as soon as I can, rising as early as 6 am so that I can leave the office before 5pm. And all of this is because of my nephew called Imran. Or bayi pipi tak berapa nak labuh. Or budak busuk.

Lately, I have also noticed that the expansion near the waist area has been showing great improvement. However, this is of course not something someone with a pear-shaped body should rejoice because further expansion could lead to:
a) inability to squeeze in into an elevator
b) not being able to fit under the armpits of people in the monorail coach (I’m so good at this that I resort to walking from Bukit Bintang to Central Market after office hours or suffer the consequences of inhaling ‘extra perfume’)
c) will have shop for new clothes

The reason for the expansion is simple; the baby eats and I get hungry. And the time to get hungry is usually late at night. But no fear, I have found a solution to exercise using Imran!

What do I do?
1. Babies tend to play a lot and Imran is no exception. He loves being thrown up in the air so that’s what I do the first thing I reach home. This loosens the stress after eight hours of sitting in the office. After a few throws, you’ll feel much better.
However, if you happen to be over 25, please be prepared for the next day because most of the unwelcome sensation will take place around the waist area.

2. Imran has started walking and thankfully he’s quite tall for his age so I do not have to bend down while guiding him to walk around the house. I usually help him walk around the house a few minutes and I can assure you this is fun because the most adorable smiles come from toothless babies. Imran has six teeth but I just pretend he has none.
3. The next area to work on is the arms. After walking a few minutes, I will carry Imran in my arms so that it will be more balanced. I will carry Imran in both arms so that the 5kgs will be distributed evenly.
4. I have stopped throwing Imran in the air after a few days he arrived at my house. So now I resort to pushing him up in the air while I lay down on the floor with my knees folded to my chest. Great for legs.
5. I consider the last exercise routine as the easiest. I sit down on a chair and put him on my legs. Then I raise my legs, raising it up with him and I swear he loves it or why else should the high-pitched voices keep coming out of his mouth, right?
Wait, that or he was actually screaming for his dear life.

Anyways, too late already.

See? Isn’t it simple? You get to play with the baby AND exercise at the same time.

However, kindly be reminded that the baby should be paid for his or her efforts or else it will be child labour. In my case, I feed Imran with Famous Amos (1 for Imran 3 for me. Yeay!)

So, there you are. I’m just going to lock my door just in case his father tries to strangle me in my sleep. Nanait people!

dua generasi
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patah tebu. tau tak patah tebu tu macam mana?

oke saya pun tak tau sebenarnya tapi saje je nak bubuh jugak kat sini. memang saja nak kene lempang.

patah tebu tulang belakang duduk dalam bas dekat dua jam. like hello....aku ni travel dari seremban ke kl ke atau central market ke sipi--sipi bangsar? eh sedara-sedara plis i tak hangout dekat central market. saya jalan kaki dr klcc ke central market, tolong jangan salah anggap.

petang tadi hujan lagi. dan seperti biasa, hujan-hujan mmg waktu terbaik utk kenderaan rosak kot. daripada elok-elok tak jam, boleh jadi slow crawl yang sudah tahap lebih perlahan dri menggelongsor. memang mengantuk amat rasa macam nak tidur seperti imran di dalam gambar ini. tetapi cuma boleh pandang keluar tingkap seperti apa yang datuk saya lakukan di dalam gambar ini. wah sungguh hebat boleh membuat hubungkait antara gambar dengan kehidupan. cikgu-cikgu tolong bangga dengan saya sekarang sbb skill membuat karangan daripada gambar.

itupun nasib baik dapat duduk dalam bas. kalau berdiri, mahu la jugak jatuh-jatuh jadinye. lepas tu buku nak dibaca pun sudah habis (buku bertajuk thud! dari terry pratchett sudah habis baca. punyelah lama kan perjalanan tu, samapi habis 20++ mukasurat). nasib baik dalam bas ada TV. kepada sesiapa yang tak tau, rapid kl ada tv dalam bas ye. tapi bukanlah tv mcm kat umah tu. die tayang ikut suke la. tadi die tayang transformer tapi tidak dengar. jadi cuma memandang kosong di skrin.

dah tau lama kenapa naik bas? ada kete ni byk belanja, lagi-lagi kerja dekat dengan klcc. sungguh akan jadi sgt tidak convenient. itulah sebabnya.

ya, ini tulisan cacamerba. sebenarnya saja nak tampal gambar imran. hari ni balik umah dia sudah tidur. sungguh rinduuuuuuu

p/s: ulasan tentang blog kegemaran muda-mudi sudah di update di One Stop Review.

pantai remis
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seperti pemandangan di pantai remis ini. walaupun sebenarnya tidaklah tenang ketika gambar ini diambil. macam masih terngiang-ngiang tahap kerek orang kat kedai tu. ouh gambar ini diambil semasa nak makan seafood di kuala selangor.

sungguh penat akhir-akhir ini. penat otak, penat badan...ish penat semua la pendek kata. terkejar-kejar sungguh rasa tapi beginilah nasib. kot la ada sapa-sapa dah jumpa pokok duit tu, tolonglah kabar-kabarkan di sini ya?

sekarang sudah jadi sindrom tiada masa untuk reply sms. jadi, maaf saja kepada teman-teman yang menghantar SMS. hantar hari isnin, kalau nasib baik, akan dijawab hari selasa. sungguh mendesak tanggungjawab di pejabat sekarang.

lagipun, imran masih ada kat rumah jadi lepas kerja bergegas pulang. boleh main lambung-lambung dua tiga round. selalu dapat jumpa malam sahaja sebab pagi dia kene perintah berkurung dalam bilik. padan muka.

itulah sedikit sebanyak.

ya untuk pengetahuan anda, kami telah pun mempersembahkan satu khidmat penghantaran barangan runcit ke rumah. mahu tahu bagaimana? ke sinilah ke review terbaru kami. oke bukanlah baru tetapi semalam. itulah, memang sangat sibuk hingga tak sempat utk memberitahu kepada orang ramai.

sesuai utk pilihan sesiapa yang tiada masa untuk membeli barangan ataupun mempunyai halangan untuk ke kedai. anda boleh dapatkan lebih banyak maklumat lanjut pada entri bertajuk Groceries Shopping Made Easy For You?

dengan ini, saya tinggalkan anda. sudah tak larat, mahu tutup mata mungkin. ta~

p/s: nantikan review seterusnya mengenai sebuah blog pilihan muda-mudi di malaysia.

cari betul-betul

cari betul-betul
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kadang-kadang kan, benda yang cantik, molek, best, gembira dan dll (huih lama gile tak tgk dll nih) dekat je ngan kita. kita selalu cari jauh-jauh. contoh mcm nak cari mata air, cari sampai ke pejabat sebelah....

oke. itu topik larangan. baiklah, mari cuba sekali lagi.

kita selalu mengharapkan yang terbestest dalam dunia. contohnya macam dapat coklat tiga tan, bunga bersamaan 4 kati tapi kita lupa, kadang-kadang sesuatu yang menggembirakan itu muncul dalam bentuk yang cukup ringkas. malah tak terjangkakan pun.

pagi tadi, syud mengucapkan selamat pagi, 'have a good day ahead'. hati yang sedang sedih kerana tidak dapat bawa bekal nasi goreng terubat. hasilnya:

-sangat gembira sepanjang hari
-buat kerja pun laju
-berjaya menahan kantuk sampai sekarang (10.45 mlm)
-dapat pulang awal (dapat lambung imran dua tiga round. dah mcm belon aku buat budak kecik tu)

see? ucapan selamat pagi yang ringkas boleh buat sesiapa pun gembira. terima kasih byk-byk syud. selamat pagi kamu lagi berharga daripada 'see you' you-know-who.

macam gambar di sebelah. kasut nampak kotor tapi kalau lihat betul-betul, akan nampak serangga yang cantik.

terima kasih sekali lagi syud :).

apa lagi? anda tak tahu siapa yang bakal gembira dengan ucapan selamat pagi anda.

bunga?

unforgivable woman? me?
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malam ahad memang selalunya malam yang ditunggu-tunggu. eh bukan untuk pegi merempit di jalan raya tetapi duduk mengadap peti TV yang ditatap seminggu sekali. sampai kadang-kadang sudah lupa akan rupa paras peti TV tersebut. oke itu sudah sungguh extreme.

kenapa tunggu malam ahad? sebab boleh tgk matthew gray gubler dalam criminal minds. padahal dah ada collection tapi saje je nak tgk. lps tu mcm boleh tgk movie dari zaman ice age di tv3. tapi sekarang sudah tidak larat. jam satu pagi je sudah terbengkalai di atas katil. dulu-dulu larat lagi la nak bersidai depan TV tu sampai pukol 2.30 pagi.

belok sikit punye panjang padahal nak cerita tentang satu line je dalam cerekarama semalam.

'wanita yang menyukai ros,' kata pelakon tersebut. tah sape nama pon haku tak tau la.

bunga? sungguh saya memang tidak tahu nak buat apa dengan bunga. dulu, penah la dapat bunga. sekuntum je tapi itu pun mcm tak tau nak buat apa. macam tgk bunga 2 minit dan berfikir apa yang boleh dihasilkan daripada menatang ini?

bukanlah bermaksud bencikan bunga tapi mcm...dalam masa 2 hari, kalau letak dalam pasu pun akan mati. kalau nak kasi bunga, kasi la dengan pasu dan tanah sekali. lebih praktikal.

pendek kata, kalau nak beri apa-apa. berilah sesuatu yang praktkal. kalau gamba bunga pun bole frame juga dalam flickr.

tapi sebenarnya konsep saya mudah aja. saya suka makan

premis 1: saya suka makan
premis 2: bunga tidak boleh dimakan
kesimpulan: maka saya tidak suka bunga

inilah sebabnya saya meletakkan gambar unforgivable woman di sebelah entry ini kerana alasan saya sungguh unforgivable. tapi nak buat macam mana kalau saya lebih suka sesuatu yang praktikal?

Lord of the Flies dari William Golding. lama gila nak cari buku ni. maklumlah, sudah dikatakan antara sebuah hasil seni yang terhebat dalam kurun ke-20.

secara ringkasnya, ia berkisar tentang perebutan kuasa (bunyi mcm kenal kan?hiks) di antara dua pemimpin. seorang yang mempunyai visi, seorang lagi pemimpin yang fun.

secara tak ringkasnya adalah cerita budak-budak yang cuba untuk survive dekat satu pulau lepas kapal terbang mereka terhempas. macam mana orang-orang yang tak dikenali berkumpul bersama dan cuba untuk bersatu. memang, pemimpin yang kelihatan tidak berapa fun, akan kekurangan penyokong.

akhirnya, selepas beberapa tahun, berjaya juga menjumpai buku ini. yeslah. time kaseh rakan sepejabat.

‘ the fact that you sleep with a lot of pillows on your bed signifies that you feel misunderstood’

  Of course I am misunderstood. I love rainy mornings, not those with bright sunlight.

  I love the fresh smell after the rain but do not enjoy rainy days itself.

  I am a nocturnal but have to have good mood every single morning.

  I love babies not talking kids (because they chatter non-stop).

  I hate Barney; the name itself makes me cringe. This comes despite the fact that the huge, purple dinosaur is supposed to be cute.

  I can cook (if I try) but I just don’t. No specific reason.

  I need to shed weight but too in love with food.

  I can accept motivational words but I determine my own success.

  I’d do almost anything for books, even if it means starving myself.

  I love oldies (Tom Jones, Frankie Vali) despite the fact that I’m an 80’s baby.

  I love chocolate but I can only take small amount of those every time. I get dizzy if I take too much.

  So, am I alone in this? 

senyuman menawan habis la
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ya mari kita semua senyum simpul seperti imran.

ye, akhirnya sudah tiba hujung minggu. tadi di pejabar seperti sudah mahu putus nafas akibat kepenatan bekerja. mengalahkan penoreh getah dan juga pembajak sawah. ini semua kerana mamat yang sedang tersenyum ini. nampak macam tidak berisi tetapi sumpah sungguh semangat.

tadi sudah menyerahkan diri untuk menjadi tukang dukung semasa mama imran membeli-belah. dan sekarang, dua jam kemudian, sudah terasa kesan di pinggang. yeslah. esok pasti pinggang meraung.

sebenarnya yang seronok sangat ni bukan sahaja sebab cuti, malah kerana akan bekerja membaiki blog review ataupun di panggil review centre. panggil sendiri-sendiri sahaja padahal nama sebenar adalah one spot review.

apa ada di situ? kami akan cuba membawakan perkhidmatan online yang menarik pada pandangan mata kami. iyalah, sebagai pengguna, kami cuba mempersembahkan apa yang kami rasakan berguna dan menarik kepada pengguna lain.

buat masa ini, review centre masih lagi macam budak baru merangkak, masih baru lagi. imran tak kira sebab dia dah besar tapi dia malas nak jalan. TETAPI yang menarik tentang review centre (sungguh random tetiba cakap pasal blog pula) adalah cik coree akan membawakan pelbagai online shop yang menarik. dengar-dengar cerita, beliau akan mereview sebuah online shop dalam review yang akan datang. iaitu tidak lama lagi mungkin esok lusa. dengar kata, online shop itu menawarkan diskaun yang sungguh menarik. eh tak tau la. kita kena tunggulah ramai-ramai.

adeh. perlu berehat sekarang. imran kau ni sebenarnya 5kg ke 55kg?

keep yourself dehydrated
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pelik tetapi benar. sungguh, tidak tipu. badan seperti tong dram (berisi air) yang telah bocor. perlu kerap kali diisi. itulah yang dirasakan kini.

sekalipun hujan turun dengan lebat, itu tidak bermakna keadaan badan sama sejuk dengan keadaan di luar. tidak sama sekali.

seperti biasa, memang akan sentiasa kedengaran bunyi batuk-batuk secara koir di dalam pejabat (kentut pun mungkin ada tetapi mestilah tuan punya badan nak cover). dah kerja pejabat, pastilah sama-sama berkongsi udara yang sama (dan juga greenhouse gases yang sama) dan kemungkinan untuk sama-sama jatuh sakit juga adalah tinggi.

sungguh comel. ' eh kamu dan deskmate tak datang semalam?'

'a ah. kami sakit.' macam adalah comel kerana sama-sama sakit. macamlah sakit itu adalah satu tempat yang terletak di terengganu.

ha memandangkan kita dah bercakap tentang terengganu, haha nampak sangat tipu sebab tuan punya blog je tengah menaip seorang diri. takpela kita teruskan aja..pejabat saya akan menganjurkan lawatan ke pulau perhentian pada bulan july. awal bulan julai. ye, saya paham. ketika perlawanan bola sepak sedunia. ya, sudah dekat dengan perlawanan akhir waktu itu.

maka kami pun macam setiap harilah berdoa tanpa henti semoga tempat tersebut akan ada tv. tak mahu flat screen, tv dan astro sudah cukup. itu paling penting. tidak sanggup rasanya mahu tengok keputusan perlawanan melalui SMS sahaja. tidak tidak!

begitu teruja sehingga sudah hafal semua jadual perlawanan. dan sudah buat perancangan mahu duduk di mana untuk melihat perlawanan.

eh, sedang bercakap tentang cuaca bukan?

ya baiklah. kita sangat perlu untuk menjaga kesihatan pada waktu sekarang. bukan pada waktu sekarang sahaja. yang saya maksudkan adalah setiap masa. minum air jarang dengan kadar yang banyak dan ambillah vitamin C. kalau macam rasa malas nak kunyah oren, telan saja vitamin. itu paling mudah kerana waktu-waktu begini memang sangat mudah diserang penyakit demam dan batuk. batuk pula hingga tahap serupa batuk kokol.

ya, sekian dulu siri peringatan untuk diri sendiri ini. sudah mahu tidur kerana penat bersenam menggunakan anak buah. letak anak buah di kaki kemudian cuba gerakkan kaki. kasihan kamu imran, pasti kamu sangka saya mahu bergurau dengan kamu. maaflah, kamu hanya dipergunakan dengan bayaran sekeping biskut famous amos.

selamat datang ke dunia yang kejam, imran.

p/s: kelik di sini untuk mengetahui cara menonton persembahan BEP dan tokio hotels secara percuma