Make It a Yes or No

What we mean by letting you do the deciding has nothing to do with the fact that we are not pitching in on the whole decision making- task allocation or whatever you call it, scenario. We just want the fine details of the issue to be laid out for us to simply accept. Once in a while, it would be nice to be lead by someone who can be seen as the next leader of the universe (ok, this is a bit melodramatic) but that is definitely how I feel right now.

I tell him 'You decide'
and he says 'Lets decide together'
I retaliate 'No, really. You decide.'
He utters 'This decision isn't really gonna work if I go over it alone'

Ohh bugger! Just decide for crying out loud! And I'm supposed to be the female other half here. Yes, I would like to get the chance to be frantic over what to wear or which handbag makes me look like a million bucks. Unfortunately, I don't get to do that too often.

So the next time a female other tells you to decide. Just do it. You're so much better at doing things you're not told to. Which makes it rather whimsical to decide together-gether what time we were supposed to leave for that much overdued movie treat.

Picturesque

Sesungguhnya kakak ipar gc sangat sangat sangatt cun. *sigh* Tp iloy tak suke senyom, au contraire to my gc! I wish them years of happiness to come, many many kids and hopefully all stories of love will end like a fairy tale (in a sense) inysaAllah. *sighhhhh*

Puzzle Pieces

Everything is kind of perfect. Kind of. My friend is getting engaged soon and her big wedding follows suit. Perfect. How should I say this, I am truly, sincerely happy & excited for her. Marriage! Babies will come up next and by the time I get married, she'll probably have 3 to 4 of her own youngs. Perfect. I just made her sound like a cow. Speaking of cows, look at how glowingly bloated n*rjuma has gotten! Perfect. Haha.

I am happy for my friend who; shall remain unnamed (so stop asking who she is), because she's got something confirmed coming up in the near future. I'm not jealous that she is tying the knot soon, just the mere fact that she is makes me question my present being. Yess, I love him and hopefully he loves me too. But how how howw confirmed is this? I don't care if you freak out when you read this, humor me: I get to freak out everytime the thought crosses my mind.

What if along the way something changes? Then all we've got and worked for today shall remain as unfinished pieces?

***

I hate it when I see people wear heels. And just so you know, all this fiber crap is for you. Every single flake of it. I do this so that I feel less insecure, on the outside where its laid out for you to see. Perfect.

Weather Forecast

I've just received some disturbing news. Well, its in the news. Utusan Malaysia reports on an El-Nino attack on our South East Asia region from march till august. I read it here. The last attack, as reported was 10 years ago, in 1997. That got me walking a hell of a long way, ten years long long long ago. The El-Nino is expected to bring draught and perhaps the reoccurance of forest fires in the region. You remember it now? Zaman jerebu?

In 1997, I was 13 years old and studying in Kuala Pilah, Negeri Sembilan. I don't remember much about the weather back then, but I do remember the fact that there was a brief period when the water supply was not enough to accomodate the students. I never understood by what princip the Head Master held on to by not letting us all just go home.

Everyone rushed to the toilets after the afternoon prep class. No one went out to play. Even our ablutions were taken from coke bottles filled with last night's effort to contain some remains of water.

On alternate evenings, the lower forms were given permission to finish night prep classes early so that we could do our laundry, bathe and tadah air before the rest of the forms 4 & 5 got back from night prep. That time in life was very stressful. Especially to those who were getting their periods. I don't remember how my periods were, but I think I hadn't had mine yet then. Lucky me.

Then there was the jerebu event. Morning assembly was cloudy and I though that the government should have enforced all students to wear the mask thingy.

So the comeback of El-Nino is going to happen soon. And probably on a bigger scale. The thought alone is sending my system into overdrive. Somehow I believe that our time here is running out. For the day of resurrection is near.

And Allah knows best.

Fortune Tell-her

I've always thought of myself as a very observant person and can decipher people as they came along. Point of contact may differ from one to another, but face-to-face confrontation is the best I would say. It is the confirmation that I await regarding my hypothesis I've made (slambe je) on a person.

I made a bunch of new friends through my other blog, and then the part that I dreaded the most. I had to meet them. Haha. To calm myself down, I became a personality-sleuth (haha psycho!) and made notes to myself whenever I recieved any emails from the new friends.

I met azalia first. Her emails were always short and precise. I could make it that she meant business and maybe a bit shy. Less chit chat and more work done. Fine with me. Till the day I met her, that is. She is very very shy! We exchanged thoughts that was expressed in sentences! Or maybe it was me being too tired to talk. I was sitting happily in A&W enjoying a rootbeer at 11 in the morning and wrapping away everything in front of me. Picked up that azalia is rather down to earth and very diligently opted to do overtime on weekends, way to go girl!

Then there was naya, oh my! Her emails were very detailed and bubbly. I've always had a thing with exclamation marks. Never can be too sure whether it was out of excitement or resentment. Gladly enough with naya, it was out of the love of life! Haha. Very energetic and charming if I can say so in the mere 5 minutes I met her.

Later that day i met miss kitty, elle est tres petite. Thats probably the only propper sentence I can render. We didn't get to share too much of a conversation since we met at a parking lot.

Then I met kak linda. And I think I nailed it! She was the only customer to have called me since she had a pretty busy weekend planned. From her milky-rich voice, I decided that she had to be a very cute person and probably wore glasses. And that night I met her and how vividly true my images of her became! She came donned in a tee and jeans and had glasses on! Rase nak lompat2 je time tu, tp I did the squealing in the car and had my brother to entertain.

Honestly, I think how people depict us sometimes can scare the living wits out of each individual. We can always say that we don't care what people say about us, and I think that is healthy. Healthy in a I'm-lying-to-myself kinda way. I don't do that much self-help reading, but I think we are not supposed to care, but maybe its in our nature to mate thus project ourselves greater than life or shy away when we think we failed at doing so. Hmm..

Beach Bum

I live by the sea, close to where 2 straits meet. Since you will be away, I have taken the liberty and hand picked my very own semi-d. There, I shall reside and recooperate as I tend the bird's nest production for you. The days are long and I shall be lonely, but fear not, I will choose to feast on bountiful shellfish and turn glowy from all the food, be tainted red from the sun and reek of crystal salt from the sea.

I am grumpy lately, too much of my time gone to waste. Not a single plan that surfaced, I shall die of boredom! The sarcasm that you miss. It rains a lot now. The rain seems to feel sorry for me too.

***

It rained again on that day, being the #1 loyal pester-er of him, he decided with a heavy heart it was time to answer her beck and call. "Beck and call", he huffed.

Thank you for taking me to the beach =) I am one truly blessed sucker who has forgotten how it was to be polite and grateful.

C'est Bijoux!

1o years ago I:
1. Was 12 years old
2. Felt Hari Raya was so much fun
3. Dhaka was a place I ruled by bike

5 years ago I:
1. Received an offer to study in UTP
2. Was totally into the grunge act (nirvana, butter, offspring, metallica etc..)
3. Decided that piercing was something I would do in intervals of 5 years

2 years ago I:
1. Fell in love with Nina Ricci Premier Jour
2. Stopped my taekwondo involvement
3. Experienced memorable snow

1 year ago I:
1. Had just begun my intern with MMC Oil & Gas Engineering
2. Started taking golf lessons with dad
3. Started my designer items obsession

Yesterday I:
1. Failed to buy an automatic toothbrush
2. Was pissed at a school girl who had make-up on
3. Lepas rindu kat gc..eh, kc =)

Today I:
1. Shall try to get some fyp done
2. Hid the washer machine
3. Want to jog some more

Tomorrow I will:
1. Go to pasar malam
2. Pester gc about one thing or another
3. Have another Lumut/Teluk Batik dinner with good friends

Three snacks I enjoy:
1. Cookies from swiss
2. Dried fruits and nuts
3. Wise Cottage Fries in Garlic & Sour Cream

Three things I can't live without:
1. My determination
2. A lot of love
3. Money

3 things I want to buy with rm1k:
1. Lock it up in my ASB account

3 shows I like:
1. X-files the series
2. Heroes
3. Desperate Housewives

3 places I've lived:
1. Taiwan
2. Bangladesh
3. Singapore

I'm tagging:
1. miss ivy
2. miss jengae
3. kak linda
4. mrs. iman
5. zue
6. fhadi
7. tisha
8. shanad
9. kepen
10. you!

Relief

Alhamdulillah, my bag has been found and I now have all my belongings with me. This also means that I have some more stuff to sell in my sales blog . Many many thanks to my aunty sharifah and my bestfriend gc whom I could not have done a single thing without.

I met up with a few of my blogdom friends, and I was a messy wreck. I had bloodshot eyes and needed to clear up their purchases before anything goes wrong. I shall talk more on this matter later.

I need to get ready and yeah, I am late.

Pattinoire

Every time we visited geneva in the winter, we would definitely drop by the skating rink, or as they say it, le pattinoire. When my brother was still schooling here in LGB (le grand brossiere or something like that) he would go there almost every week accompanying my mom out shopping. The rates are pretty much standard throughout the city. 4 francs for enfants under 15 and 7 for adults. The one we went to was the one in the middle of Bel-air. It was pretty small compared to the ice hockey field just behind our apartment complex but I wanted to take photos in the city so there goes. More pics below =)

Nervous at first, since its been a while since I last skated, but I didnt fall =)

Along this street is the boutiques with the likes of LV, dior, Gucci, and even baby dior~

ashwan n me

sponsored by McDonalds, he didn't fall I just nagged him to pose.

Penat gile lepas main, and we had to wait for mama since she kept our shoes with her. Bloody freezingg!

The last of ashwan's pocket money went into this happy meal haha

Salmon a l'aneth avec sauce creme

A few days back we went to the adidas factory outlet which is in the same premises as nike, navyboot, levi's and ikea. I bought a few things and we had lunch at ikea. The poached salmon was only 8.90 chf and i had salmon peche or something like that for 12.50 chf.

So I said to my mum that I wanted to prepare the salmon at home in white sauce and eat to my hearts content! And so I did =)

Pasta was also on the menu..

In the wee morning my mum and I headed to the supermarket in the back and bought the ingredients.

Marinate the salmon in pepper and salt just to taste.

Preboiled potatoes ready to bake in salt, pepper, some basil and spices with dollops of butter.

White sauce? In a package, so simple et delicioux! Just add milk, and water and pour over the salmon and pop into oven for 15 minutes!!

The salmon all ready to be devoured miahahaha~ that is, after 15 mins in the oven.

The potatoes all ready and pipping hottt, to be served with the salmon.

Mama's plate, she had the fish later.

Up close, a baked potato+some mayo+crisps of baked cheese+sprinkles of basil..ooo mamamia!

My salmon plate, sedap nyeee!!

Ok, I've gotta stop now, this entry has given me too much saliva gushing out of my mouth! Anyways, this entry is for gc, sy tahu awk suke fish =) so sy mkn lebeh2 smlm hehe

Babies & La faucille

On one fine sunday morning, the 1st of Jan im presuming, we became the tourist guides to a group of paris-living-malaysian-officers and their kids. All in we were a party of 8 cars. So yea, at every traffic light we would have to signal right and wait a while for those who got stuck and once in a while even got lost. They came all the way down here for a skiing trip. But too bad the warm weather in europe has somewhat stunted the snowfall rate. It has been around 6-8 degrees celcius only and snow was scarce. My family knew this, but owing that much to abg azam and his family for letting us crash at their place, we tried to look for snow in La faucille.

Fortunately, we found snow!! And the parisians all had little kids and babies, so they were a fun lot to watch. Most of them have no experience with snow, so we tought them how to make snow balls, all compact and full so that they won't fall apart in mid-air.

This is uwaiz, he's got a baby brother that looks just like him. All the kids that were brought up in europe have no problem wearing the propper attire no matter how uncomfortable they may be. Compared to kids who have just arrived from malaysia, they are a lot more stubborn to be donned with the snowcap and all.

This is Imran, il parle beacoup francais. haha, and so does his sister, and they would be cursing and babbling in french all the way. mon dieu. Imran was tamed pretty well by us, and in the end they've all got snow in their jackets and gloves all wet.

Group photo with the 7 other families. Imagine 7 families + 1 all had to share one sledge. Even the parents had to queue up for their turn. I had to ride with a few toddlers and I hit the brakes a bit too early, we ended up rolling in the snow. haha. Risau la bwk budak kecik2 laju2..

We only brought sandwiches for snacks, but the paris troop prepared all sorts of lauk pauk, mmg lunch la!

Uncle Zainuddin's baby, a reall cutie, she's 2 years old and likes chicken. Look at her hoodie, it stays on like that throughout the whole snow ordeal.

And this is zana, a hottie. Seriously.

This is uncle manor's babieess.. haha, after our snow trip, we headed to Geneva and gave them a simple tour since all the shops were closed on holidays.

Lost Luggage

To some since its the new year, lost of luggage is nice. Especially when it is in access. Stupid MAS system. Okay, not being the most patriotic dimwhit am I today, maybe some other day then. So the story is pretty simple and narrated in a monotonous tone. The bag got on a zurich flight heading straight to klia and got lost. God knows where. Where? I am seething with rage but I can see that it does really no good. Its a direct flight for goodness sake!! It would've been a totally different scenario if the flight had 2-3 transits in more exotic places..but it was an express bus trip!!

Why am I so upset? Well, mostly due to the fact that almost 99.9% of the things in the bag was new and some of it wasn't even my stuff! Like my brother's leather shoes and my aunts perfumes and not to mention other stuff I got for my friends and family. Its been 4 days since I lost my bag to some mean old creature lurking in the airports and it is also 4 days since I have taken a bath. So what.

I hate gut feeling, the one I had as I was locking up the black ashworth bag to post it along with a family friend on his way back to malaysia. I hate having shards of sixth sense lost in pieces in different parts of my brain. And most of all, i HATE losing my luggage!!