If you are among the good Samaritans our there,
PLEASE HELP this Damsel in Distress,
For she needs to get out of this ‘hole’ that she has been stuck with,
for the past 3 years.
In simpler terms,
Can somebody, anybody out there hire me to be the PR for your company?
I am really, I mean.. really unhappy being here.
It’s pulling me down, everyday…
to the verge of being ‘suicidal’.
Help me to pull myself up again... please?
Extra note:
Coz I was too depressed and couldn't think straight,
I've booked 2 tickets to watch The Proposal, next Wednesday, 7.15pm @ the Cineleisure Damansara.
FYI, until now, I don't have anybody to watch it with.
Isn't it sad or what????
Any (one) good Samaritan out there, want to join me for the movie?
*sigh*
***edited***
yay! i've found THE good Samaritan to be my movie date!
Uya, see you next week babe!
Friday, July 31, 2009
desperate and depressed Damsel in Distress
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
just for laugh
When one after another is leaving...
When the company seems to be having new faces almost every week...
When I think, IMHO,
the company is now among the companies with the highest % of turnover...
The two most 'resourceful' people can still catch up to plot their next 'evil' plan.
*grins*
freedom of speech!???
We’ve lost 2 of the most prominent people in entertainment industry.
There was MJ, and then there was Yasmin Ahmad.
Rest in peace to them both.
These 2 people spent their lives trying to unite people of all races.
In short, they were trying to break the barrier of ‘something’ that many of us still perceive as taboo.
They were known to some people as fighters.
Though they were criticised by ‘misunderstood’ people, they never gave up in fighting their fights.
Although they aren’t physically with us,
their spirit and work WILL be remembered, by MANY, for MANY years to come!
I, myself, included.
Let’s put ourselves in their shoes.
Sooner or later, our ‘time’ will come.
Now, do we want others to remember us for all the good that we’ve done?
Or, do we want to be remembered for the ;mistakes' that we’ve done in the past?
And is it an OK thing for others to publicly tell the world about these 'mistakes'?
Why must we let our mentality to portray ourselves as shallow people?
Why must we take the (unnecessary) effort to dig up what had happened in the past?
Why must we feel proud talking about other people’s 'missteps''?
Why didn’t the mistakes get surfaced when they were still around so that they could defend themselves?
Yes, everyone has the rights to freedom of speech.
But, that freedom is not meant to be abused to bring other people down, especially dead people!
There are other things that should be mentioned, should be talked about, should be worried about.
Just let them rest in peace.
LITERALLY, rest in peace.
I've quoted her once, I'm gonna quote her again:
"I wept recognising that no one was perfect,
and that if we expected to be loved for all our imperfections,
why are we so reluctant to accept and forgive the imperfections of others?"
Saturday, July 25, 2009
intermission
Note: the above title is due to my overdose of watching too many Tamil movies at the mamak nearby office, and it has no relation to this entry :P
Nothing beats the instinct of a mother. And no mothers can easily accept the fact the their kids will eventually grow up, and sooner (if not later), will no longer depend on them, for anything.
I'm gonna get myself prep up for that day to come, even though kiddos have yet to start their primary years! But, I'm seeing the pattern of them growing up, or should I say, getting more 'mature', when:
Mr. Son refuses to kiss his Ibu and to be kissed by Ibu in front of the school gate (read: in front of his friends). It will make him look less 'macho'!
Ms. Daughter said to her babysitter: "Yam dah lama tak makan Pizza Hut. Ibu tu, asyik work aje! Takde pun nak bawak Yam pegi Pizza Hut!"
Enough said!
Friday, July 24, 2009
life = maze; love = riddle
“I’m just a little bit caught in the middle.
Life is a maze, and love is a riddle.”
Those 1st two lines from The Show by Lenka are my favourite phrase at the moment.
Although I still find myself getting caught (quite often) in the maze and the riddle,
Life and love…
have been better since the past few days.
The essential thing to do is
C O M M U N I C A T E !
Whether the other person likes hearing it or not,
let it out!
If we ‘keep’ it in our hearts,
We will get stuck in a rut!
On another slightly gloomy yet important note,
let's all pray for The Storyteller's speedy recovery.
With the recent 'rollercoaster' episodes that had happened in my life,
I'd like to learn to live by the words that she had penned down in her blog:
"I wept recognising that no one was perfect,
and that if we expected to be loved for all our imperfections,
why are we so reluctant to accept and forgive the imperfections of others?"
(Yasmin Ahmad - The Storyteller, The Filmmaker, The Amazing)
So pure,
So true,
So simple.
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
our sister has 'grown up'
'Chronology' of THE wedding:
(pics credit + courtesy of Sue)
The beautiful-just-married-bride during her solemnization ceremony that was held @ Kompleks Tabung Haji.
Sue and me were supposed to be there at 11, only to be there an hour later.
We were there just in time for the nikah reception!
The hubby and wifey during their reception @ The Tropicana Golf and Country Club.
The beautiful bride, wrapped in her most-talked-about wedding dress.
As Sue had put it, the dress was worth the 'gaduh' and 'pening' with the designer!
The final photo before calling the night off.
The same friendly, trusted and familiar faces since circa 1996.
Well, of course, back then, the little curly girl in that pink dress was not in the picture!
:p
Congratulations (again) to Lulu and Mr. Lulu!
They are off for their honeymoon tomorrow...
Welcome to marriage-hood, and all the best little sister!
Monday, July 20, 2009
...
I am missing someone at this very moment.
It hurts.
And that someone is you!
;)
I'm back (from the not-so-long-procrastination-mode),
but I'm still not in the best of health.
My voice is back, my fever is gone,
my flu and headache refuse to go away, still!
Tho I have not been in the best condition (for almost 3 weeks now),
I can't help myself to not be 'busy'.
Attending weddings, (work), getting together with friends and families, (work),
facebooking, (work),
and the most important of all, (work),
bloghopping! ;)
I have (I think), quite a lot to share with you.
So, now that my mental and physical conditions are back to 'normal' (sort of. depends on how you define 'normal'),
I'm gonna start (back)... sharing tales, ramblings and pics with you!
See you, SOON!
(hopefully)
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
miserably happy
Yes, I'm officially sick.
Recurring headache since the past 2 weeks;
Blood pressure that's never gonna hike up;
Throat that feels like it's being poked by nails;
Voice that's losing its pitch;
Runny nose that feels like it's gonna fall off;
To wrap it up, mild fever that gets 'strong(er)' especially during night time.
I'm officially - mentally, physically and emotionally drained out!
And to swallow all those, superyucks!!
Despite all the chaotic and messy things going on with my life now,

I never got that score when I was in school!
I wonder where he got the trait from?
Hmmm...
I'm going to go on a 'procrastination-mode' for a while.
Till I'm back to my normal self, heart, mind and voice,
Take good care of yourself, darlings!
Luv, Luv,

Monday, July 13, 2009
it takes two to tango!
A dear friend of mine sent me an article,
which left me on the brink of pounding my head (or someone else’s head) on the wall.
It’s quite a long article, and I don’t feel like posting everything here.
Most of the time, we thought that we know everything.
We thought that we have control towards everything.
But, REALITY is… we don’t really know the truth until it hits us in between the eyes.
I’ll leave you with a bit of something from the article:
"God determines who walks into your life. It is up to you to decide who you let walk away, who you let stay, and who you refuse to let go."
Is that person worth the life, time, effort or maybe even tears...?
Saturday, July 11, 2009
for sale!
Alrite, this is my 1st entry on something to be sold.
It's not really something that belongs to me though...
[the actual pair is in Melaka, nicely placed on the shoe rack. so, I had to use the pic from the official site]
My sister is letting go of her daughter's Crocs.
Bought the Alice Peacock few months back (from the Crocs outlet in Ikano), but only been worn 4 times.
The size 8 pair is still in VERY GOOD condition! Trust me! ;)
Reason of letting go: Turns out that her daughter prefers wearing flip flops! :p
Price?? OMG!
Only RM50 (inclusive of postage).
Interested?
Drop me an email @ tengkuazrawati7@gmail.com
p/s: I can't wear size 8. Otherwise, it would have been mine already! ;)
all together now...

Take your pick.
Which one are you willing to take the risk for?
;)

Thursday, July 9, 2009
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
smile, though your heart is aching
In life there are entrances and exits of people, literally on a daily basis.
Lovers, friends, family and just people, which are unknown, that enters and leaves your life on a daily basis.
For the most part we are not affected. However there are some people that make an entrance, whether ‘extravagantly’ or ‘quietly’ and make a mark in your life that cannot be easily forgotten.
They may stay in your life for just an hour but when they leave you, their presence is missed.
We have all had the experience of meeting a familiar stranger…
one that we chat with at the airport and find an instant connection.
We may exchange numbers, and knowing that we will never meet the person again,
we still treasure the time.
There are others, that are in your life for days, weeks, months, years or even decades,
and they become part of your soul’s foundation.
When they leave, it’s often as if your very heart is shattering as they walk away.
We all experience the loss of ‘someone’,
and this heartbreak is not welcomed but often,
times accepted after hours, days and even years of curing.
However, what about the long-term employee that is more like a family member,
what about the best friend that walks away and disconnect all forms of communication?
Why do people leave, both physically and emotionally?
How do we cope and accept the rejection?
How do we allow ourselves to open our hearts for the next person that will enter?
I believe that each exit is an opportunity for something better.
There is something in every relationship that teaches you about
yourself, your values and your ability to survive.
The goings are the opening to another entry.
The key is to open our hearts to welcome the new faces to our soul,
taste the new experiences and take the challenge of opening up to a new person (or relationship).
Today, my best(est) colleague has decided to choose a different path.
As much as I hate seeing her leaving, I know it’s her future,
and I won’t be a selfish person by asking her NOT to go.
Be it good or bad, it’s a decision that she has made.
She is ready to open her heart to new experiences, and I wish her all the best!
But, why am I still sad?
*Sigh*
hen party + uno = pathetic?
Among my circle of besties, the married ones are Uya, Lenn TheOneWith, Farr and ehem, Yours Truly.
And, we all didn't get to experience any Bachelorette Party / Hen Party.
Not that it was a compulsory thing or something, more of a trend, maybe?
When our little sister, Luls RedSoles decided to get on board the marriageship,
we, her big sisters decided to throw her a Bachelorette Party.
After many months of planning, throwing ideas, venue booking and all,
the agreed date has to be shifted to another date,
resulting in VERY few of us who could make it...
Organised in a VERY small scale, Uya's crib was the place,
yellow was the theme colour,
potluck was the concept,
Lala (Uya's little princess) was the stripper!! HAHA!
note: all photos are grabbed from Sue RamblingThots FB. thanx poms! the bride to be, who doesn't seem to have ANY wedding jitters!
The Queen of UNO?? NOT!!
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
laugh and dine
I've been meeting up with my besties A LOT these past few weeks.
I've reminded them to let me know IF they suddenly feel like vomitting seeing my face..!
Hahaha!
But I wish that will NEVER happen!
Mr. Hubby: Don't you get bored of seeing each other??
Shoe-Addict-Wife: No. It's something that guys will never understand!
Last nite, Tinn Snazzy&Such, Sue RamblingThots and Me Shoe-Addict-Mom
decided to take Uya for dinner, since it was her birthday.
It was supposed to be more of us - Luls RedSoles and Lenn TheOneWith,
but considering the fact that it was a last minute thingy, they were not able to join.
Even darling Ems couldnt join us.
Sick of meeting up in shopping malls, Tinn found a place somewhere in Ara Damansara,
and after much googling, we said YES for the place!
Here are some shots captured @ Full House, Ara Damansara.
Nice place, nice food, nice people to be with!
100% vain alert!
:p
note: some photos are grabbed from Sue RamblingThots FB. thanx pom!
kurus tak kaki tu?? hahahhaa!
Monday, July 6, 2009
what a weekend! phew!
Friday night - Saturday morning
- Spent the nite at The Royale Bintang, The Curve.
The room was booked for Red Soles' Hen Night, but SOME PEOPLE had to fly off to Jakarta.
Rather than wasting it, I decided to take it; a very short getaway with Mr. Hubby and kiddos!
- The room was OK, nothing much for me to shout about,
especially after 'experiencing' Hilton KL and Palace of the Golden Horses. the room
the ladies
the noise-maker
Saturday evening
- Drove to Bangi for some frozen food shopping and visiting some relatives.
It was a longggggg drive, but Mr. Hubby did a good job in that! ;)

