I have this one thing to do but sampai la ni tak siap2 lagi. Once i hand it in to my SV, probably then i can take a few days off. Meanwhile, everything else has to be put on hold. Ini termasuklah acara2 berjumpa kengkawan, desperate hoswipe cousins or do things i normally like doing like mengabihkan duit sendiri (of course kalau dapat mengabiskan duit laki lagi ecstasy kan?) Anyway, di sebalik me being very selfish with my time, it'd be a lot of help if makhluk2 kenit do not decide to berjaga malam just because hidung sumbat then dua2 main cak2 dari pukul 2pagi sehingga ayam berkokok. Bagus tak kita yg sayangkan laki ni decided to amuse the kids kerana kesiankan laki yg kononnya kena masuk kerja the next day (and he hasn't got his own office AND a couch to have a snooze)so biarlah dia yg tidur and tengok2 he was on leave anyway???! (macam mana le kau boleh tahan tak berlaki Esah oi especially diaorg ni la yg menambahkan perisa (dan tuba) kepada kehidupan seorang pompuan melayu terakhir).And we have to drive all the way to our office because we need sometime away from home to kononnya do some work but the couch at our office beckoned and in the end satu kerja pun tak dapat buat? Then ada pulak puak2 yg nak makan best ajak pi KayLCC and pi la ke kedai Pencuci Mulut ni...really the opposite of makan banyak..the creme brulee came in mangkuk yg ukur lilit besar sikit dari hidung i and it was 8 inggit. Sepanjang makan tu mulut i dok mengomel kat my friend yg rekomenkan kedai tu, the fact that i don't mind paying for the price but boleh tak portion besar sikit? Ni nak kena makan 5 crepes baru rasa puas hati.
Dah tu, ada pulak sorang kawan ni (set2 yg cuma timbul masa cuti sekolah) sms mintak tolong tengok kan anak2 dia. ye lah sempena cuti sekolah (oi! lagi 2 minggu nak bukak baru nak contact i ke?). i could have said, err sorry, i can't squeeze your kids in anywhere because it's a bit too short a notice and i don't see clients anymore because i'm on study leave. Before i went to have a shower, i was tempted to send that type of sms, but keluar dari shower, i pulak hantar sms apologising that i can only see them this Thurs, so sorry takde hari lain? I am such a wooz! Why can't i just be mean??
My bro sms me 2 weeks ago saying this NY jom pi makan seafood. FYI, the last two 3 day weekends have seen me dok ngadap my laptop and papers. I'm so not in the mood to socialise when my work tak siap2 lagi ni. I boleh terbayang when we meet up he's gonna tell this joke bangang lagi puaka yg why is it that even though my job only involves me to fiddle with these 32 small 'items' i take such a longgggg time to complete my studies? (oh sorry, kalau bebudak lagi sikit, ada 20 je). Pas tu gelak2 macam funny sangat. (padan muka 3 minggu lepas one of his 32 'items' sakit and memang dia rasa cam nak mati sangat dah. Belum lagi expect dia beranak tanpa epidural kan? So i replied his sms, we'll see if i finish my work in time. Pas tu dia cakap, ala, apa susah sangat? makan, sembang2 pas tu baliklah. Hmm..camna nak cakap yg i don't want any company RIGHT NOW or do any socialising save for a few people yg tak menaikkan darah i (ppssstttt..Miss AA, engkau sudah boleh kunyah ka? i fancy some hummus kat kedai pak arab belakang rumah kau)
I so want to be TaylorSwift right now: Romeo take me somehwere where we can be alone (or something like thatlah she said)..
Tapi ni Romeo i dia yg nak alone2 shopping and tido...seriously Esah, apsal la ko tak berlaki?
Monday, December 28, 2009
Thursday, December 24, 2009
Finally
Yeah, yeah...i know...this telenovela is becoming a pain in my arse..hehe. Selalu rasa guilty bila nak update. But the mood isn’t always there. Firstly because banyak lagi tugasan lain yg tak siap2..plus, lepas that fall out with the siamang, obviously la nak dapat mood balik utk tidak mengingatkan pada benda2 yg menyakitkan hati tu susahkan? Anyway, it’s 2 more days to christmas. Mintak maap banyak2..tiada unsur2 syirik di sini but Christmas time always transfer me back to negara benggali putih. Dengan berdozen2 cite ala2 christmas yakni it’s all about love, forgiving, families being together, miracles as opposed to our ‘pondok buruk’, rosyam noor buta (or is it gila?), nangis tak berenti2, anak durhaka, mak mati celik bijik mati or lawak2 yg tak kelakar. All those Xmas movies on tv then would keep me occupied being sebatang kara kat sana, no one to cuddle up to (kucing kurap pun takde!), kengkawan/colleagues semua balik kampung masing2 and the lack of shops that stay opened (except newsagent kipas yg mahal nak mampuih) or public transport. Somehow, kengkadang terasa di hati cam nak go back to that place, that time...tempat jatuh lagi dikenang, kan?
Ok enough with the selingan...christmas time 9 years ago was most eventful, to say the least. Only 3 years before that, on Boxing Day, siamang dumped me (masa tu bulan pose kalau ikut bulan islamnya la). Well, according to him, he didn’t dump me, ‘we mutually called it off’. Ceh! Kalau dah jantan yg you berpacaran lebih setengah dekad idak gak nak move forward, that means he’s just not into you, kan? Well, not really into you sampai nak jadikan you suri di hatinya (yg will end up masak, jaga anak dan sewaktu dgnnya and will end up si suri ni mengutuk lakinya jugak nanti, chenta tak chenta pun).
So 9 years ago, 2 days to Xmas i pun berkejar ke travel agent kat sekolah i masa lunch. Sib baik i datang masa tu because they were closing after lunch. In fact ada keluar notice CLOSED lagi but i banged on their windows. Sib baik the agent pun memang ternanti2 for me to come to collect my ticket. Kalau tak, takde le cite telenovela madras mari ni. I think it was the last Friday before Xmas. So the ticket to tempat Siamang was secured..btw esah, aku naik BM tau kan easypeasy jet. Kopak gak la pocket student ku masa tu. Kalau i kumpul la semua duit yg i laburkan kat british mercury, british rail, ring ring card, tiket katebang etc. i boleh buat downpayment rumah kat ulu kuang nun tau! So the next day, i board a mid morning flight. Dalam hati gedebak gedebuk...one because i risau once i reached Ffurt, i have to get on a bus to where he was and it was an hour away. Two, ye la, nak jumpa balik dgn jantan yg merobek hati kita, pijak2 pas tu kutip bagi balik kat kita (damn, i am a sucker for punishment).
When i reached my destination, it was already dark walaupun baru kul 3 petang. It was Xmas eve. I turun je dari bas, there he was, tercegat (idak le dia buat aksi2 nyorok belakang tiang ke). It was bloody awkward. He took me to the Xmas market..and bought me some cheese (dengar tu Esah..me n cheese, tak boleh dipisahkan). Then he took me back to his place. He was sharing this apartment with another guy from his office (in Msia) whom i knew and he had his wife with him for the hols. I segan jugak because that guy knew our history, macam terngiang2 di telinga mungkin dia cakap, apa le minah ni nak lagi kan? But i guess, masa zaman muda2 dolu, we take chances kan? Lantak pi apa org nak cakap, janji i never want to live the rest of my life wondering ‘what if?’
We didn’t do much on Xmas day (nothing to do also) except pi makan kedai Turki, he cooked nasi biryani and he showed me around town. I found out that he was seeing somebody. Akhirnya tecapai jugak cita2nya nak berpacaran dgn budak mentah yg masih belajar kat IPTA yg masa tu belum bertaraf universiti lagi. I asked him, cemana you boleh start ngan budak tu? He said someone tried to matchmake kan dia dgn kakak budak tu and cemana tah dia boleh tersangkut ngan adik pulak. He also said that among all the girls he dated, minah ni je yg ada staying power..maknanya takdelah dia nak blah anytime and that suited him. Malas i nak cakap kalau budak yg ada 2G element camtu (genit n gedik) memang la ada staying power...sapa taknak brag ngan kengkawan yg she’s going out with a working man yg much older...the fact that pergi dating dapat makan buffet kat hotel or paling koman masuk restoran mamak yg beraircond rather than balik2 restoran FC kat kompleks tu je? Ish jahatnya aku ni..But what the hell was he doing with me?
Actuallynya, kitaorg sempat bergaduh lagi tu...dua hari dua malam tak bertegur sapa. Tapi yg kelakarnya still pergi sightseeing sama2 because of course i takkan nak membazir duit i terperap je kat rumah dah datang jauh2 tu. We argued like we always did and that time it was about benda2 yg tak puas hati when we were still together (see the pattern? Ada je issue yg tak habis2). Bila mengenangkan yg i only have a few days at his place, bukannya sebulan dua, we made peace. We went to Heidelberg and tah mana lagi i can’t remember the name of the places. We had more turkish food (tu je yg halal kat situ gamaknya), went shopping, looked at some swans, watched at the falling snow from his apartment’s balcony and it was time for me to leave.
So what the heck, for one last time (berpuluh kali dah one last time nya), i told him. We had fun, obviously ‘something’ is still there..so choose me, pick me, love me bak kata Meredith Gray on Gray’s Anatomy. I cakap yg tinggal 9 bulan je lagi before i finish my masters. I cakap pejam celik pejam celik the last year went so quickly, so what is another 9 months? He said dia tak sanggup...anything can happen within that time. That was what he said before i left for the UK a year before. I supposed if he had agreed, i would have had him commit...no more pasang gopren sana sini and he knew that was the way with me. I accepted that was it...all the way from his place to the airport, airmata i turun cam air terjun. In a way i knew takde apa yg nak ditunggu lagi. With him i developed thick skin, i asked him twice but he said no. You can’t really force someone to have you. My sis pernah cakap kalau kitaorg ni ada jodoh, it wouldn’t be so damn hard. Before i left, he told me that he’d be back in Germany in April for 2 weeks. This time round he didn’t get in touch with me (sib baik!). Last2 i dengar he got engaged to that 2G girl. I got back dgn mata yg bengkak. My BFF came up for the hols so new year was bearable. I went home for 10 days during Easter hols just to bakar, buang all his letters, cards, cassettes (kalau dulu tak dub lagu memang tak sah). My BFF said that ‘cleansing ritual’ is vital if you need to move on and that’s what i did. Oh yeah, during that hols jugak MG came over to meet my parents and the rest is history
P/S Two weeks before i got married, siamang came over to my house. He was still not married then He said that letting me go was the biggest mistake he’d ever made. Pperghh!
Ok enough with the selingan...christmas time 9 years ago was most eventful, to say the least. Only 3 years before that, on Boxing Day, siamang dumped me (masa tu bulan pose kalau ikut bulan islamnya la). Well, according to him, he didn’t dump me, ‘we mutually called it off’. Ceh! Kalau dah jantan yg you berpacaran lebih setengah dekad idak gak nak move forward, that means he’s just not into you, kan? Well, not really into you sampai nak jadikan you suri di hatinya (yg will end up masak, jaga anak dan sewaktu dgnnya and will end up si suri ni mengutuk lakinya jugak nanti, chenta tak chenta pun).
So 9 years ago, 2 days to Xmas i pun berkejar ke travel agent kat sekolah i masa lunch. Sib baik i datang masa tu because they were closing after lunch. In fact ada keluar notice CLOSED lagi but i banged on their windows. Sib baik the agent pun memang ternanti2 for me to come to collect my ticket. Kalau tak, takde le cite telenovela madras mari ni. I think it was the last Friday before Xmas. So the ticket to tempat Siamang was secured..btw esah, aku naik BM tau kan easypeasy jet. Kopak gak la pocket student ku masa tu. Kalau i kumpul la semua duit yg i laburkan kat british mercury, british rail, ring ring card, tiket katebang etc. i boleh buat downpayment rumah kat ulu kuang nun tau! So the next day, i board a mid morning flight. Dalam hati gedebak gedebuk...one because i risau once i reached Ffurt, i have to get on a bus to where he was and it was an hour away. Two, ye la, nak jumpa balik dgn jantan yg merobek hati kita, pijak2 pas tu kutip bagi balik kat kita (damn, i am a sucker for punishment).
When i reached my destination, it was already dark walaupun baru kul 3 petang. It was Xmas eve. I turun je dari bas, there he was, tercegat (idak le dia buat aksi2 nyorok belakang tiang ke). It was bloody awkward. He took me to the Xmas market..and bought me some cheese (dengar tu Esah..me n cheese, tak boleh dipisahkan). Then he took me back to his place. He was sharing this apartment with another guy from his office (in Msia) whom i knew and he had his wife with him for the hols. I segan jugak because that guy knew our history, macam terngiang2 di telinga mungkin dia cakap, apa le minah ni nak lagi kan? But i guess, masa zaman muda2 dolu, we take chances kan? Lantak pi apa org nak cakap, janji i never want to live the rest of my life wondering ‘what if?’
We didn’t do much on Xmas day (nothing to do also) except pi makan kedai Turki, he cooked nasi biryani and he showed me around town. I found out that he was seeing somebody. Akhirnya tecapai jugak cita2nya nak berpacaran dgn budak mentah yg masih belajar kat IPTA yg masa tu belum bertaraf universiti lagi. I asked him, cemana you boleh start ngan budak tu? He said someone tried to matchmake kan dia dgn kakak budak tu and cemana tah dia boleh tersangkut ngan adik pulak. He also said that among all the girls he dated, minah ni je yg ada staying power..maknanya takdelah dia nak blah anytime and that suited him. Malas i nak cakap kalau budak yg ada 2G element camtu (genit n gedik) memang la ada staying power...sapa taknak brag ngan kengkawan yg she’s going out with a working man yg much older...the fact that pergi dating dapat makan buffet kat hotel or paling koman masuk restoran mamak yg beraircond rather than balik2 restoran FC kat kompleks tu je? Ish jahatnya aku ni..But what the hell was he doing with me?
Actuallynya, kitaorg sempat bergaduh lagi tu...dua hari dua malam tak bertegur sapa. Tapi yg kelakarnya still pergi sightseeing sama2 because of course i takkan nak membazir duit i terperap je kat rumah dah datang jauh2 tu. We argued like we always did and that time it was about benda2 yg tak puas hati when we were still together (see the pattern? Ada je issue yg tak habis2). Bila mengenangkan yg i only have a few days at his place, bukannya sebulan dua, we made peace. We went to Heidelberg and tah mana lagi i can’t remember the name of the places. We had more turkish food (tu je yg halal kat situ gamaknya), went shopping, looked at some swans, watched at the falling snow from his apartment’s balcony and it was time for me to leave.
So what the heck, for one last time (berpuluh kali dah one last time nya), i told him. We had fun, obviously ‘something’ is still there..so choose me, pick me, love me bak kata Meredith Gray on Gray’s Anatomy. I cakap yg tinggal 9 bulan je lagi before i finish my masters. I cakap pejam celik pejam celik the last year went so quickly, so what is another 9 months? He said dia tak sanggup...anything can happen within that time. That was what he said before i left for the UK a year before. I supposed if he had agreed, i would have had him commit...no more pasang gopren sana sini and he knew that was the way with me. I accepted that was it...all the way from his place to the airport, airmata i turun cam air terjun. In a way i knew takde apa yg nak ditunggu lagi. With him i developed thick skin, i asked him twice but he said no. You can’t really force someone to have you. My sis pernah cakap kalau kitaorg ni ada jodoh, it wouldn’t be so damn hard. Before i left, he told me that he’d be back in Germany in April for 2 weeks. This time round he didn’t get in touch with me (sib baik!). Last2 i dengar he got engaged to that 2G girl. I got back dgn mata yg bengkak. My BFF came up for the hols so new year was bearable. I went home for 10 days during Easter hols just to bakar, buang all his letters, cards, cassettes (kalau dulu tak dub lagu memang tak sah). My BFF said that ‘cleansing ritual’ is vital if you need to move on and that’s what i did. Oh yeah, during that hols jugak MG came over to meet my parents and the rest is history
P/S Two weeks before i got married, siamang came over to my house. He was still not married then He said that letting me go was the biggest mistake he’d ever made. Pperghh!
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
Mood bengang
I have been busy and yes, stressed out. Dah la tu kan, hari ni mood tak baik, rupa2nya kawan baik yg dah lama tak menjenguk (agaknya hilang sebab stress jugak) tiba tanpa bagi warning dulu. Perut keroncong sebab sibuk mengadap laptop sampai tak ingat nak makan. Then the smell of pizza wafting into my room menambahkan lapar lagi...rupa2nya neighbour sebelah (kat office la) order pizza. But kengkadang perangai orang kat sini ngalahkan kat tadika lagi: i kawan baik dgn you, so you tak leh kawan baik dgn org lain. Kita fren2 duaorg je...Get it? It doesn’t matter that the decent thing to do is to pelawa jugak org yg tercium bau ni kan?? Lagipun, bukannya kita pernah gaduh ke apa, kan? But ni because ‘we all dua org fren2’ la ni and 3’s company. Pas tu boleh lak ada org dari London sinun buat joke bangang on pesbuk pasal me needing attention???! Haaa? Aku kecik hati tau! (dah la pizza memang makanan kegemaran i). So i packed up my stuff, left and went home.
Anyway, i wanted to hand in my research proposal last week. My SV cam tau2 je, dia hantar email asking everyone under his supervision to come and meet him for a short presentation. So i cam kembang kincup hidung boleh bayang betapa bangganya i nak menyerahkan benda tu finally, the next day. So the day before i spent a marathon of 8 hours dok menaip benda tu tanpa henti. I took a break during late afternoon and ingat nak bega2 sikit before i turned in that night...so what do you know? My netbook crashed! Tak leh bukak langsung! And i kan terlebih optimistic..i didn’t back up my work! So all 8 pages and 8 hours of work went down the drain. Ingin ku humbankan je netbook HancurPunah tu. Keluar semua peluh jantantino, berdoa bercupak tapi apa nak buat, nasik dah jadi bubur. All i could do that night was to write down whatever i could remember and esoknya awal pagi lagi dah masuk office pasal nak retrieve my old Bell laptop (yang selalu i ingat dol je tapi berjasa jugak dia ngan i). Meeting yg kononnya petang dipercepatkan sejam lagi pulak..aisey man! I could only reproduce the methodology part je..intro langsung gone. But must be my doa bercupak tu, my SV was in a good mood....so i didn’t get slaughtered.
Ituje la citenya..
Anyway, i wanted to hand in my research proposal last week. My SV cam tau2 je, dia hantar email asking everyone under his supervision to come and meet him for a short presentation. So i cam kembang kincup hidung boleh bayang betapa bangganya i nak menyerahkan benda tu finally, the next day. So the day before i spent a marathon of 8 hours dok menaip benda tu tanpa henti. I took a break during late afternoon and ingat nak bega2 sikit before i turned in that night...so what do you know? My netbook crashed! Tak leh bukak langsung! And i kan terlebih optimistic..i didn’t back up my work! So all 8 pages and 8 hours of work went down the drain. Ingin ku humbankan je netbook HancurPunah tu. Keluar semua peluh jantantino, berdoa bercupak tapi apa nak buat, nasik dah jadi bubur. All i could do that night was to write down whatever i could remember and esoknya awal pagi lagi dah masuk office pasal nak retrieve my old Bell laptop (yang selalu i ingat dol je tapi berjasa jugak dia ngan i). Meeting yg kononnya petang dipercepatkan sejam lagi pulak..aisey man! I could only reproduce the methodology part je..intro langsung gone. But must be my doa bercupak tu, my SV was in a good mood....so i didn’t get slaughtered.
Ituje la citenya..
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Monogamy
Shame on you TigerWoods! Apa nak dikatakan lagi? Nasik dah jadi bubur lambuk (yum yum). Esah has written about this and i'd like to add my 2cents.
I'm sure he's feeling very sorry because he got caught and shamed. Kalau idak tu, mau selagi terdaya nak angkat secupak beras (kata opah i)he'd be swinging his tool wherever and with whomever he pleases (of course la Esah and i kecik ati we were not on his list, kan Esah??). What is it with men? What do you guys want actually? According to my once upon a time org minyak friend, he said, men are easy to please. Good food on the table and...of course he didn't finish the sentence but it'd probably sound something like 'good sex in bed' or wherever one fancylah kan. I don't think men are monogamous in nature. Serial monogamy yes..Tak usah haraplah diaorg ibaratkan burung swan atau pigeon or lobster yg will mate for life (watched too much Nat Geo). I'm sure when they say 'i do' or 'aku terima nikahnya', they mean it wholeheartedly but along the way, there are many more fish in the sea to kail, many more flowers to smell...ibarat Monty yg makan biskut kucing kering..memang berkhasiat with all the vitamins lah what have you, but cuba campak ikan tongkol rebus kat dia...bye bye biskut! It doesn't matter that the latter cuma sedap tang tu je tapi takde all the extra vits and minerals that he needs and certainly in the long run buat dia jadi overweight (don't i know it). How many men yg kita tau dump their good, dependable, takde cacat cela wives for a bimbo?
Sometimes we see a couple that makes us wonder. The wife's successful, easy on the eyes, takde le pulak nampak ciri2 suaminya kena mentally or physically abused, but the husband still pasang lain. Obviously being a guy yg tak gentleman (kalau dah sorok2 and tipu bini namanya gedikman, bukan gentle) dia akan cakap bini sibuk selalu takde kat rumah. Kalau yg dapat bini dok rumah pulak, si jantan akan cakap bini tak pandai bergaya. Bini pakai lipstick kat rumah kang kata nak mengorat si mamat afghanistan jual carpet or paling kurang pun panggil bini gila. Pastu pulak ada yg jenis anak setaun sekor pasal nak tunjuk betapa gagahnya si laki but bila dah nampak org lain akan cakap stretchmarks macam caramel pudding yg pecahlah, lubang dah looselah, *toot* dah loyotlah whatever lagilah. Why can't men just admit it to the wife or say it this way, 'yes, i was in love with you when we got married, yes, i still love you now (just) but what to do i also terfall in love lah with this other woman. You have been as good a wife as i've been a husband'. habis cerita. If your wife can accept it and even see the humour in it, bagus. Kalau dah kena kapak and kolluinna, at least you die a gentleman and not a spineless cicakman.
Many, many years ago when i was still in the UK, i attended a friend's wedding. The groom was a catholic and you know, diaorg i supposedly tak leh divorce2 (shame on you also MelGibson yg kononnya RC tu). Mendengarkan sermon si priest prior to akad nikah membuatkan i berfikir panjang...he said 'to fall in love is an emotion but to stay in love is a decision'.
How many of us when we get married make the decision that for better or for worse, this is it. You know make a conscious effort to keep a marriage...it doesn't mean setakat put food on the table, clothes on the back etc. Yes we may start off dengan cita2 murni tu but after a while, we take the other partner for granted and not make an effort anymore. Ibaratkan pokok...dok siram je hari2, tak bagi baja (love), tak potong daun yg kering (bad stuff), tak ganti tanah baru bila tanah dlm pasu tu dah keras (tak try to revive)..yes..the plant will soldier on but just..tengoklah pokok tu kurus melidi, daun tak banyak and so sorry looking. Then datang roundup (org ketiga haha), mampus terus! Yes, you think you all je ke yg get bored with married life? You all je yg tertanya2 is this it? Women pun ada, but probably we think less about it because sibuk mengejar anak sana sini, hantar tuition, hantar sekolah, pi kerja, balik masak (or instruct bibik masak), pi buat groceries (or service kereta hehe) and also tengok bebudak cukup ke baju sekolahnya, comot ke, demam ke etc. It's hard work OK! I'm sorry if i tak bersimpati dgn you all punya mid-life crisis atau persoalan 'is this it' tadi.
My close friend just came back from a course yg ada acara2 dlm kelas and also masuk hutan. Apparently ada la mamat ni yg dok so attentive towards her needs lah. My friend's married, so what with some harmless flirtations. It is harmless because she knows the limit..this guy who's also a professional, slightly younger but could tell he got married early (right after bersunat hehe) because anak dah berderet and dah masuk sekolah pun.I'm sure he was also enjoying the flirtations...apparently he was the perfect gentleman lah, masa jungle tracking made sure my friend ni tak jatuh dalam lopak la etc. She is attractive, so which guy yg tak kembang dapat rub shoulders ngan dia kan? I said to my friend, i've seen guys yg oooo so gentleman kat kawan2 pompuannya tapi dgn bini, main lagi cam langit dgn bumi...(ada org tu tengah memboyot 8 bulan pun lakinya lagi sanggup drivekan kawan pompuan dia ke KL and not the wife, OK! Sampaikan org tu trauma nak pregnant lagi bukan sebab sakit nak bersalin ke, kena belah ke, kena banyak cucuk ke but kerana perangai lakinya yg sungguh tak sensitif ngalahkan vontot gajah. Anyway, ni cite lain, sorry..emo pulak). What if my friend were single and memang harapkan lebih dpd kawan setakat pukul2 nyamuk ni? Nantikang adalah yg terjatuh hatilah, jatuh cintalah...and yes, falling in love tu kan best. Tak yah makan, tak yah mandi tapi bertenaga je and perasan bau badan wangi..kalau tak pun, dok diam2 tapi mulut menyeringai je (org kampung i kata menyerongen).
So, kesimpulannya, tepuk dada tanya selera. Kalau sanggup tanggung the consequences, buatlah kan. Tapi jangan le lepas tu buat2 muka sedih keluar sokhabar dgn kenyataan 'i love my wife' lah etc. Pas tu bawak pi makan angin and buat anak cam siBeckham tu.
I'm sure he's feeling very sorry because he got caught and shamed. Kalau idak tu, mau selagi terdaya nak angkat secupak beras (kata opah i)he'd be swinging his tool wherever and with whomever he pleases (of course la Esah and i kecik ati we were not on his list, kan Esah??). What is it with men? What do you guys want actually? According to my once upon a time org minyak friend, he said, men are easy to please. Good food on the table and...of course he didn't finish the sentence but it'd probably sound something like 'good sex in bed' or wherever one fancylah kan. I don't think men are monogamous in nature. Serial monogamy yes..Tak usah haraplah diaorg ibaratkan burung swan atau pigeon or lobster yg will mate for life (watched too much Nat Geo). I'm sure when they say 'i do' or 'aku terima nikahnya', they mean it wholeheartedly but along the way, there are many more fish in the sea to kail, many more flowers to smell...ibarat Monty yg makan biskut kucing kering..memang berkhasiat with all the vitamins lah what have you, but cuba campak ikan tongkol rebus kat dia...bye bye biskut! It doesn't matter that the latter cuma sedap tang tu je tapi takde all the extra vits and minerals that he needs and certainly in the long run buat dia jadi overweight (don't i know it). How many men yg kita tau dump their good, dependable, takde cacat cela wives for a bimbo?
Sometimes we see a couple that makes us wonder. The wife's successful, easy on the eyes, takde le pulak nampak ciri2 suaminya kena mentally or physically abused, but the husband still pasang lain. Obviously being a guy yg tak gentleman (kalau dah sorok2 and tipu bini namanya gedikman, bukan gentle) dia akan cakap bini sibuk selalu takde kat rumah. Kalau yg dapat bini dok rumah pulak, si jantan akan cakap bini tak pandai bergaya. Bini pakai lipstick kat rumah kang kata nak mengorat si mamat afghanistan jual carpet or paling kurang pun panggil bini gila. Pastu pulak ada yg jenis anak setaun sekor pasal nak tunjuk betapa gagahnya si laki but bila dah nampak org lain akan cakap stretchmarks macam caramel pudding yg pecahlah, lubang dah looselah, *toot* dah loyotlah whatever lagilah. Why can't men just admit it to the wife or say it this way, 'yes, i was in love with you when we got married, yes, i still love you now (just) but what to do i also terfall in love lah with this other woman. You have been as good a wife as i've been a husband'. habis cerita. If your wife can accept it and even see the humour in it, bagus. Kalau dah kena kapak and kolluinna, at least you die a gentleman and not a spineless cicakman.
Many, many years ago when i was still in the UK, i attended a friend's wedding. The groom was a catholic and you know, diaorg i supposedly tak leh divorce2 (shame on you also MelGibson yg kononnya RC tu). Mendengarkan sermon si priest prior to akad nikah membuatkan i berfikir panjang...he said 'to fall in love is an emotion but to stay in love is a decision'.
How many of us when we get married make the decision that for better or for worse, this is it. You know make a conscious effort to keep a marriage...it doesn't mean setakat put food on the table, clothes on the back etc. Yes we may start off dengan cita2 murni tu but after a while, we take the other partner for granted and not make an effort anymore. Ibaratkan pokok...dok siram je hari2, tak bagi baja (love), tak potong daun yg kering (bad stuff), tak ganti tanah baru bila tanah dlm pasu tu dah keras (tak try to revive)..yes..the plant will soldier on but just..tengoklah pokok tu kurus melidi, daun tak banyak and so sorry looking. Then datang roundup (org ketiga haha), mampus terus! Yes, you think you all je ke yg get bored with married life? You all je yg tertanya2 is this it? Women pun ada, but probably we think less about it because sibuk mengejar anak sana sini, hantar tuition, hantar sekolah, pi kerja, balik masak (or instruct bibik masak), pi buat groceries (or service kereta hehe) and also tengok bebudak cukup ke baju sekolahnya, comot ke, demam ke etc. It's hard work OK! I'm sorry if i tak bersimpati dgn you all punya mid-life crisis atau persoalan 'is this it' tadi.
My close friend just came back from a course yg ada acara2 dlm kelas and also masuk hutan. Apparently ada la mamat ni yg dok so attentive towards her needs lah. My friend's married, so what with some harmless flirtations. It is harmless because she knows the limit..this guy who's also a professional, slightly younger but could tell he got married early (right after bersunat hehe) because anak dah berderet and dah masuk sekolah pun.I'm sure he was also enjoying the flirtations...apparently he was the perfect gentleman lah, masa jungle tracking made sure my friend ni tak jatuh dalam lopak la etc. She is attractive, so which guy yg tak kembang dapat rub shoulders ngan dia kan? I said to my friend, i've seen guys yg oooo so gentleman kat kawan2 pompuannya tapi dgn bini, main lagi cam langit dgn bumi...(ada org tu tengah memboyot 8 bulan pun lakinya lagi sanggup drivekan kawan pompuan dia ke KL and not the wife, OK! Sampaikan org tu trauma nak pregnant lagi bukan sebab sakit nak bersalin ke, kena belah ke, kena banyak cucuk ke but kerana perangai lakinya yg sungguh tak sensitif ngalahkan vontot gajah. Anyway, ni cite lain, sorry..emo pulak). What if my friend were single and memang harapkan lebih dpd kawan setakat pukul2 nyamuk ni? Nantikang adalah yg terjatuh hatilah, jatuh cintalah...and yes, falling in love tu kan best. Tak yah makan, tak yah mandi tapi bertenaga je and perasan bau badan wangi..kalau tak pun, dok diam2 tapi mulut menyeringai je (org kampung i kata menyerongen).
So, kesimpulannya, tepuk dada tanya selera. Kalau sanggup tanggung the consequences, buatlah kan. Tapi jangan le lepas tu buat2 muka sedih keluar sokhabar dgn kenyataan 'i love my wife' lah etc. Pas tu bawak pi makan angin and buat anak cam siBeckham tu.
Update
I've been so busy with you know what. Merasa si Lukmang masuk blog i buang2 sawang in his french maid costume..hehe. My SV cakap, get something down on paper NOW don't just read, read, read...but i ni jenis suka read, read, read...sekali baca satu article will exponentially beranak ke 4,5 papers yang lain because each time i find an interesting one from the list of references, i have to have it. Lebih2 lagi sekarang ni nearly all journals are available online and pas tu boleh download and print (sorry pokok2...i know we're meant to be paperless tapi i still takleh baca atas skrin je, i nak conteng2 kat tepi jugak. When i get my degree i'll make it up by planting some trees or sponsor mana2 ada tree planting activity OK?)
Ni baru early stage of the whole thing but the sacrifices can be seen:
1. I spent my birthday, at home, calculating my sample size, OK?! Tak teringat pun nak berfoya2. Oleh tak kerana cake yg laki i beli the night before i might have forgotten about it totally. Cake saja, you'd want to say. But according to MG when he went to US in April, he got me 2 handbags yg harganya were enough to cover 10 birthday presents he said (cheapskate!). Saying that, birthday dia hari tu pun tak dapat apa2 present dari i..not because i taknak bagi but because he hasn't made up his mind apa dia nak. Latest request was for an all expenses paid trip to KB to go find the ultimate samping songket which of course would be the present. Jangan dia guna samping tu nak pi menikah lagi satu dah. So the trip is still pending, what with Kelantan banjir, MG yg sibuk ngalahkan pak menteri and of course come next year, bye2 social activities for me. (Btw, when MG got the cake and had it lit up and all, i kira, eh, napa the candles were grouped into 3 and 6? I baru nak cakap, tak cukup satu candle la! But i kept my mouth shut in time..laki i memang ingat i ni 3 years younger than him cam baya adik dia..hehe..jangan marak Esah!!)
2. Mataku yg semakin rabun dekat.
3. Miss AA, Esah...jangan marah....but the great GB trip may be off for me..huwaaaaa don't think my SV will sign borang keluar negera (utk foya2) for me. Furthermore, nak tanya bukak mulut pun i tak sanggup you...takut!
4. My friend's hubby had this idea yg buat phd ni easy kacang. Dapat dok rumah memanjang (tha's what my dad thinks also). So he wants his wife to stay at home more to look after the kids (with bibik). So my friend ni cakap to the clueless hubby, 'awak ingat buat phd ni senang?? Cuba tengok si Cik Kiah tu, dah tak rupa macam orang!'
Enough said! (But folks, i'm not exaggerating it but i think it's just me..i'm a sensitive soul. Dah 10 tahun i tak kena tegur ngan cikgu. So bila kena hari tu, 5 hari 5 malam i tak leh tido and muka stress memanjang).
Taraa..nak pi swimming dulu (boleh pulak ye?)
Ni baru early stage of the whole thing but the sacrifices can be seen:
1. I spent my birthday, at home, calculating my sample size, OK?! Tak teringat pun nak berfoya2. Oleh tak kerana cake yg laki i beli the night before i might have forgotten about it totally. Cake saja, you'd want to say. But according to MG when he went to US in April, he got me 2 handbags yg harganya were enough to cover 10 birthday presents he said (cheapskate!). Saying that, birthday dia hari tu pun tak dapat apa2 present dari i..not because i taknak bagi but because he hasn't made up his mind apa dia nak. Latest request was for an all expenses paid trip to KB to go find the ultimate samping songket which of course would be the present. Jangan dia guna samping tu nak pi menikah lagi satu dah. So the trip is still pending, what with Kelantan banjir, MG yg sibuk ngalahkan pak menteri and of course come next year, bye2 social activities for me. (Btw, when MG got the cake and had it lit up and all, i kira, eh, napa the candles were grouped into 3 and 6? I baru nak cakap, tak cukup satu candle la! But i kept my mouth shut in time..laki i memang ingat i ni 3 years younger than him cam baya adik dia..hehe..jangan marak Esah!!)
2. Mataku yg semakin rabun dekat.
3. Miss AA, Esah...jangan marah....but the great GB trip may be off for me..huwaaaaa don't think my SV will sign borang keluar negera (utk foya2) for me. Furthermore, nak tanya bukak mulut pun i tak sanggup you...takut!
4. My friend's hubby had this idea yg buat phd ni easy kacang. Dapat dok rumah memanjang (tha's what my dad thinks also). So he wants his wife to stay at home more to look after the kids (with bibik). So my friend ni cakap to the clueless hubby, 'awak ingat buat phd ni senang?? Cuba tengok si Cik Kiah tu, dah tak rupa macam orang!'
Enough said! (But folks, i'm not exaggerating it but i think it's just me..i'm a sensitive soul. Dah 10 tahun i tak kena tegur ngan cikgu. So bila kena hari tu, 5 hari 5 malam i tak leh tido and muka stress memanjang).
Taraa..nak pi swimming dulu (boleh pulak ye?)
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
I need to finish another batang to de-stress
I got told off by the supervisor for taking soooo long to come up with my research proposal. In not so many words, i'm lembab. (i tak berani nak cakap kat dia yg ada 3,4 orang of my colleagues yg saing sama i pun maknanya lembab le juga ye? Tapi i tengok diaorg happyyyyy je?) Anyway, i made the appointment to see him pasal rasanya lama tak jumpa, lagipun i thought i want to 'tell him off' for not replying to my emails. Heyy, my principle is that, you don't actually need to be physically near me (i very much would like it to be this way) but kalau i ada benda nak tanya, jawab, get it? Anyway, i pulak yg kena...rasanya dah 10 tahun i tak kena tegur ngan cikgu i, last time was when i did my masters. I said to MG yesterday, why is it that eventhough i dah jadi professional semua tapi bila nak pi jumpa supervisor, mesti tak leh tidur malam, sakit perut, airliur kering..he said, because you tak study. Ewah2...! Memang la concentration span i singkat...yes i do fall asleep easily, but that's how i've been dari undergrad lagi but OKKKKK je...ok la plus the fact that i've taken up swimming like nobody's bussiness now cam nak compete in the next olympics je. (nak digress sekejap..told MG the other day, hey u, i ada swimmer's body now..Dia tengok i ngan ghope yg tak percaya...I cakap, ni ha, lengan berbelang, badan belakang berbelang (yg tan)..MG cakap tu cam body buruh Indon je. Hish mulut laki aku tu!)
I was so stressed out about my SV's comments, there are some elements of truth in it. Memang i need to buck up kalau nak grad in 2012..ni taking my own sweet time, really burying myself in the literature. Speaking of 2012, kalau dunia dah nak kiamat then, sempat ke i grad huh? If so, what's the point of this kan? Baik enjoy gila2.
Berikutan dgn tahap stress dan malu i, i needed to de-stress. I pun ajakla kawan pembunuh nyamuk i untuk merasmikan batang import from my trip to Medan last week. (Yg ni cite lain). Datanglah kawan i tu ke sekolah i and kitaorg pun pi lepak kat Kopitiam ni yg kitaorg rasa utk org hip je (atau org2 yg perasan hip). Baru sempat sebatang, guess who walked in? My SV! Potong steam betul! Kawan i yg takde kena mengena ngan sekolah i tu pun sibuk memadamkan api...tah hapa2 tah haha.
I was left with another 2 choices to destress: balik and tido like there's no tomorrow or gi swim. Nak tido tak boleh pasal ada client after lunch, nak swim kena tunggu sampai kul 5 utk pool bukak balik. So i decided to see the client and wait until 430 baru balik and go for a swim. Tengok2 pool pulak tutup utk maintenance. Really not my day la!
(ni semua akibat berfoya2 tak hingat dunia kat Medan. I went for some work related thingy tapi enjoy yg lebih).
I was so stressed out about my SV's comments, there are some elements of truth in it. Memang i need to buck up kalau nak grad in 2012..ni taking my own sweet time, really burying myself in the literature. Speaking of 2012, kalau dunia dah nak kiamat then, sempat ke i grad huh? If so, what's the point of this kan? Baik enjoy gila2.
Berikutan dgn tahap stress dan malu i, i needed to de-stress. I pun ajakla kawan pembunuh nyamuk i untuk merasmikan batang import from my trip to Medan last week. (Yg ni cite lain). Datanglah kawan i tu ke sekolah i and kitaorg pun pi lepak kat Kopitiam ni yg kitaorg rasa utk org hip je (atau org2 yg perasan hip). Baru sempat sebatang, guess who walked in? My SV! Potong steam betul! Kawan i yg takde kena mengena ngan sekolah i tu pun sibuk memadamkan api...tah hapa2 tah haha.
I was left with another 2 choices to destress: balik and tido like there's no tomorrow or gi swim. Nak tido tak boleh pasal ada client after lunch, nak swim kena tunggu sampai kul 5 utk pool bukak balik. So i decided to see the client and wait until 430 baru balik and go for a swim. Tengok2 pool pulak tutup utk maintenance. Really not my day la!
(ni semua akibat berfoya2 tak hingat dunia kat Medan. I went for some work related thingy tapi enjoy yg lebih).
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Me and my jammies
I tak menyelap uols...everything went well. The guests were happy, banyak benda nak makan dari nasik ke dessert ke teh tarik and kuih muih. Anak2 i happy because atuk letak freezer penuh ngan ice cream utk tetamu tapi sorang2 makan dekat 5 cup. But pagi2 i did meroyan..kita ni pompuan muslimah (yg ayu) susah bila nak kena pergi kedai kan? Nak kena sarung baju decent and pakai tudung..or any other extras like mandi and gosok gigi or paling kurang pun cuci muka. Adala sorang mamat ni (psst.. bapak kepada anak2 i)kita mintak dia tolong belikan battery kat kedai ahkau tu since camera bawak rangka je but engine takde (usah tanya la i simpan charger kat mana). Since dia yg paling kurang sekali tanggungjawab kat kenduri tu dan jugak dialah org yg kononnya cinta sejati i, i pun mintak le tolong pergi belikan...dia buat tak dengar je tau! Cam i tak kenal mamat ni, kalau dia tak nak buat sesuatu tu, dia akan buat2 pekak (dipekakkkan tuhan satu hari baru padan muka).
Adakah Cik Kiah akan pasrah kepada keadaan? Iaitu dengan status diri yg masih pakai baju tidur (bukan set2 dari la senza mau pun tesco atau giant)berselemuih, tak mandi or gosok gigi, harapkan muka ada basuh sikit je (itupun sebab mak kejutkan utk subuh)? Oh no no no...I rise to the challenge...i nekad, apa nak jadi, jadilah! I pun pi capai tudung, ikat itik pulang petang, ambik purse, mintak kunci keta dari mamat tu and i pun pi kedai beli batteri. Bibik, kakak, mak i semua terdiam tak terkata. Bapak i offered to go in my place. 5 minit je i dah tiba balik ke rumah, dgn gaya2 wanita kebal, i pulangkan kunci keta kat tuannya sambil hentak kuat sikit atas meja dan cakap susah sangat ke? So itu je la scene utk hari ini..
p/s CK ada jugak sikit2 rasa malu utk berkelakuan cam separuh tiang camtu tapi i need to prove my point which was...errr....i shan't be intimidated?..eh, ada kena mengena ke? Anyway, i was banking on the fact that it was only 8am, sapa lak yg mungkin kenal i nak pi kedai dekat rumah tu awal2 pagi gitu? Lagipun, i don't live there anymore, kalau ada sesapa jumpa i, sekali tu je la...
Adakah Cik Kiah akan pasrah kepada keadaan? Iaitu dengan status diri yg masih pakai baju tidur (bukan set2 dari la senza mau pun tesco atau giant)berselemuih, tak mandi or gosok gigi, harapkan muka ada basuh sikit je (itupun sebab mak kejutkan utk subuh)? Oh no no no...I rise to the challenge...i nekad, apa nak jadi, jadilah! I pun pi capai tudung, ikat itik pulang petang, ambik purse, mintak kunci keta dari mamat tu and i pun pi kedai beli batteri. Bibik, kakak, mak i semua terdiam tak terkata. Bapak i offered to go in my place. 5 minit je i dah tiba balik ke rumah, dgn gaya2 wanita kebal, i pulangkan kunci keta kat tuannya sambil hentak kuat sikit atas meja dan cakap susah sangat ke? So itu je la scene utk hari ini..
p/s CK ada jugak sikit2 rasa malu utk berkelakuan cam separuh tiang camtu tapi i need to prove my point which was...errr....i shan't be intimidated?..eh, ada kena mengena ke? Anyway, i was banking on the fact that it was only 8am, sapa lak yg mungkin kenal i nak pi kedai dekat rumah tu awal2 pagi gitu? Lagipun, i don't live there anymore, kalau ada sesapa jumpa i, sekali tu je la...
Saturday, November 14, 2009
Dia abangku??
I'm at my parents' house, abang i kawin. Sib baik i ada satu abang je..kalau ada 2,3 perangai cenggini, ada kemungkinan i akan terjun ke dalam perigi buta or minum Roundup. On the other hand, ada reramai abang mungkin bagus juga so that i can pick and choose whom i want to be adik to, yg i tak berkenan tu i boleh nyahkan je dari hidup i. Bak kata Esah, kalau abang kitaorg ni set2 cicak man, dah lama dah kami cincang2.
Anyway, sebelum ni i lah yg konco abang i paling besar bila dia mula suarakan niat murni dia nak megakhiri zaman bujang terlajaknya (read here). Then, lama kelamaan i mula perasan yg abang i ni ada peel yg tak semenggah kata orang Perak (tak senonoh). Semua nak ikut cakap dia je, dia le yg betul and angkuh semacam. Masa my mum sakit awal tahun ni, yes he was worried tapi lepas my mum keluar hospital the first time, dia macam tak berapa concerned. When my mum was warded another time at this hospital near my house, langsung dia tak dtg jenguk. In fact my mum was discharged from the hosp on saturday and kebetulan i ada workshop on that day. Was not expecting her to be discharged that soon pun..but before i left for the workshop, i smsed him cakap, i can't visit mak this morning, i can only come later in the afternoon. Pi la tengok dia, sian mak pagi2 takde org lawat.' He said OK. Then dah dekat noon, ada nurse ni call i, dia cakap, mak akak dah boleh keluar hari ni, dia pesan suruh bawak baju dia.' Tak ke menggeletar i mendengarnya...mana ke abang i, mak i langsung takde family ngan dia pagi tu like we all buang dia kat hospital pulak. So i called my bro, he said he was on his way. I ingat settle kat situ le, ghope2nya pas tu i dapat tau, my sis arrived at the hospital around 2pm, dia yg ambik my mum and my bro langsung tk nampak batang hidungnya. I was so mad at him, but i pendam lama until i meletup (tu baru 'soft' eruption).
Berbalik pada wedding dia ni, dia cakap kat pak i tak yah buat kat kampung. Tapi pak i nak jugak buat, tak mintak duit dia pun. Dah orang buat tu, tunjuk la yg dia appreciate kan? After all, susah sangat ke nak be nice to your parents? I know dia rasa he was always misunderstood by our parents tapi he was not an easy child to raise pun. Just because he didn't ask for this reception, dia nak buat set2 datang makan masa majlis je. Idak le nak inquire how we are doing, tunggang terbalik nak menyiapkan benda alah ni. Pas tu boleh demand king benda2 petty cam, i don't like high table yg makan mengadap tetamu, i prefer meja bulat je. Sadap la! Awal2 lagi tak cakap pantang laranga pastu boleh nak demand2 lak. Kesian my parents...kalau si Tenggang tu anak i, nescaya i akan humbankan je kuah dalca sekawah ke mukanya.
Mak i ni dari dulu lagi fikir perangai buruk or gila according to her sebab dia dah dibuat dek gofren tak ajdi dia yg bukan islam tu. Dalam hati i, sapa le nak buat abang i tu. Dia bukannya bergheta or muka hensem cam HansIsaac ke. So just now i said to her, mak, dia bukan kena buatan orang, otaknya tak betul dari kecik pun dia camtu. He was mean and selfish to us. MakPak i bukan org kaya cam makpak bebudak zaman sekarang. Kalau adik beradik 4, kalau sorang dapat pensel, empat2 akan dapat. Sama jugak, kalau sorang dapat badminton racquet, sorang tu je yg akan dapat in my family, and we've just got to learn to share. But si kominih sekor tu kedekut nak mampus. Kalau kitaorg pinjam, siap le kau! Then his attitude yg irresponsible and couldn't care less tu for e.g. more than once hilangkan buku library and mak aku gak la yg kena pi bayar. No pay no results kind of thing.
So, is that kena buatan org ke or memang orang (yg kami2 ni) yg kena buatan dia? Whatever it is, let's hope during reception tu takde sapa mengada2, perasan dia diva..kalau nak tengok i menyelap nanti, buat le!
Anyway, sebelum ni i lah yg konco abang i paling besar bila dia mula suarakan niat murni dia nak megakhiri zaman bujang terlajaknya (read here). Then, lama kelamaan i mula perasan yg abang i ni ada peel yg tak semenggah kata orang Perak (tak senonoh). Semua nak ikut cakap dia je, dia le yg betul and angkuh semacam. Masa my mum sakit awal tahun ni, yes he was worried tapi lepas my mum keluar hospital the first time, dia macam tak berapa concerned. When my mum was warded another time at this hospital near my house, langsung dia tak dtg jenguk. In fact my mum was discharged from the hosp on saturday and kebetulan i ada workshop on that day. Was not expecting her to be discharged that soon pun..but before i left for the workshop, i smsed him cakap, i can't visit mak this morning, i can only come later in the afternoon. Pi la tengok dia, sian mak pagi2 takde org lawat.' He said OK. Then dah dekat noon, ada nurse ni call i, dia cakap, mak akak dah boleh keluar hari ni, dia pesan suruh bawak baju dia.' Tak ke menggeletar i mendengarnya...mana ke abang i, mak i langsung takde family ngan dia pagi tu like we all buang dia kat hospital pulak. So i called my bro, he said he was on his way. I ingat settle kat situ le, ghope2nya pas tu i dapat tau, my sis arrived at the hospital around 2pm, dia yg ambik my mum and my bro langsung tk nampak batang hidungnya. I was so mad at him, but i pendam lama until i meletup (tu baru 'soft' eruption).
Berbalik pada wedding dia ni, dia cakap kat pak i tak yah buat kat kampung. Tapi pak i nak jugak buat, tak mintak duit dia pun. Dah orang buat tu, tunjuk la yg dia appreciate kan? After all, susah sangat ke nak be nice to your parents? I know dia rasa he was always misunderstood by our parents tapi he was not an easy child to raise pun. Just because he didn't ask for this reception, dia nak buat set2 datang makan masa majlis je. Idak le nak inquire how we are doing, tunggang terbalik nak menyiapkan benda alah ni. Pas tu boleh demand king benda2 petty cam, i don't like high table yg makan mengadap tetamu, i prefer meja bulat je. Sadap la! Awal2 lagi tak cakap pantang laranga pastu boleh nak demand2 lak. Kesian my parents...kalau si Tenggang tu anak i, nescaya i akan humbankan je kuah dalca sekawah ke mukanya.
Mak i ni dari dulu lagi fikir perangai buruk or gila according to her sebab dia dah dibuat dek gofren tak ajdi dia yg bukan islam tu. Dalam hati i, sapa le nak buat abang i tu. Dia bukannya bergheta or muka hensem cam HansIsaac ke. So just now i said to her, mak, dia bukan kena buatan orang, otaknya tak betul dari kecik pun dia camtu. He was mean and selfish to us. MakPak i bukan org kaya cam makpak bebudak zaman sekarang. Kalau adik beradik 4, kalau sorang dapat pensel, empat2 akan dapat. Sama jugak, kalau sorang dapat badminton racquet, sorang tu je yg akan dapat in my family, and we've just got to learn to share. But si kominih sekor tu kedekut nak mampus. Kalau kitaorg pinjam, siap le kau! Then his attitude yg irresponsible and couldn't care less tu for e.g. more than once hilangkan buku library and mak aku gak la yg kena pi bayar. No pay no results kind of thing.
So, is that kena buatan org ke or memang orang (yg kami2 ni) yg kena buatan dia? Whatever it is, let's hope during reception tu takde sapa mengada2, perasan dia diva..kalau nak tengok i menyelap nanti, buat le!
Monday, November 9, 2009
Thou shall not conform ..
Wahai kengkawan sekalian, entry ini dah diedit. Actuallynya i mengutuk rules and regulations kat sekolah i tengah belajar but pas tu i seriau le pulak takut org yg kenal i baca. Kang tak pasal2 boss suh karang show cause letter pulak. I selalu ingat i ni anonymous but over the years bila tulis blog we tend to share bits and bobs about our lives...kalau those around us ada baca mungkin orang tu can put two and two together jadi sepuluh! Tak ke haru! The reason i change this blog add ni dulu pun because ada colleague jantan i baca. JANTAN ok! (jantan yg ada ciri2 joyah). I thought he would have lost interest nak mengoogle gigli CK but we had a conversation yesterday, rope2nya dia mengaku yg dia silent reader CK! I made him swear tak pi pukul canang kat org lain, he said he wouldn't...(NEO, if you are reading this, siap you kalau you pi cakap kat org lain. I picit2 you know what! Putus sedara kita). To think of it, the other colleague yg dok sibuk nak baca i punya blog and he managed to pun was this other guy. Hmmm..pesal la semuanya jantan yg nak sibuk2? Hence cite kat bawah ni dah kena crop, OK?
That's one thing about our 1Malaysia ni. Semua kena pakai rules and regulations. Kena record semua yg kita buat, kalau tak, tak dapat ISO. Nak itu ini kena isi borang. Nak berceramah kat rumah kawan kena mintak permission (eh, ni dah cite lain..) So, sesapa yg nak buat party tupperware, premiumbeautiful or zoolian watch out. Nak mintak duit dari eLHDN punye le payah...tapi kalau dia nak mintak duit balik dari kita senang je! They owe me about 5k tapi sampai la ni tak hidu pun bau duitnya. I ambik borang eLHDN kat WM because it's closest to my office tapi gamaknya yg had WM and SA where my branch is tak kawan kut..SA hantar surat kat i cakap kalau puan nak duit puan sila lengkapkan borang tahun 2000, 2005 and 2006..aik? Bukan i dah isi 2X...oooo...now i remember, last time i took it back to WM, not to SA. And i wonder benda2 camni not online ke? How many more times do i need to fill in the same forms?
Anyway, i was quite impressed bila i renew my passport kat SA last week dlm 2 jam je dah siap. Tak puas la round2 SACCMall and kompleks. Tapi memula tu cuak gak ngan adik aci ni tanya kenapa i tak pi renew kat Damansara or WM which is nearer to where i live??? (ya ke?). Eh i nak jawab aku punya suka le...(dah depa bukak cawangan dikelilingi oleh tempat2 shopping, must she ask? Lagipun i ingat, if it had taken me 5 hours ke, boleh le i jenguk my PIL and tido tengahari kat rumah diaorg. I memang menantu mithali).
OK la enough i mengomel ni, silap2 kena tahan pulak...ye la..i ni kan takde protection dpd HM The Queen macam org tu….
That's one thing about our 1Malaysia ni. Semua kena pakai rules and regulations. Kena record semua yg kita buat, kalau tak, tak dapat ISO. Nak itu ini kena isi borang. Nak berceramah kat rumah kawan kena mintak permission (eh, ni dah cite lain..) So, sesapa yg nak buat party tupperware, premiumbeautiful or zoolian watch out. Nak mintak duit dari eLHDN punye le payah...tapi kalau dia nak mintak duit balik dari kita senang je! They owe me about 5k tapi sampai la ni tak hidu pun bau duitnya. I ambik borang eLHDN kat WM because it's closest to my office tapi gamaknya yg had WM and SA where my branch is tak kawan kut..SA hantar surat kat i cakap kalau puan nak duit puan sila lengkapkan borang tahun 2000, 2005 and 2006..aik? Bukan i dah isi 2X...oooo...now i remember, last time i took it back to WM, not to SA. And i wonder benda2 camni not online ke? How many more times do i need to fill in the same forms?
Anyway, i was quite impressed bila i renew my passport kat SA last week dlm 2 jam je dah siap. Tak puas la round2 SACCMall and kompleks. Tapi memula tu cuak gak ngan adik aci ni tanya kenapa i tak pi renew kat Damansara or WM which is nearer to where i live??? (ya ke?). Eh i nak jawab aku punya suka le...(dah depa bukak cawangan dikelilingi oleh tempat2 shopping, must she ask? Lagipun i ingat, if it had taken me 5 hours ke, boleh le i jenguk my PIL and tido tengahari kat rumah diaorg. I memang menantu mithali).
OK la enough i mengomel ni, silap2 kena tahan pulak...ye la..i ni kan takde protection dpd HM The Queen macam org tu….
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Marah #2
I didn't quite finish the story of 'Marah'. The second person who got me so upset that i swore was my brother. Ini le satu2nya anak jantan dlm family. Tapi...my bro ni sejak dari kecik lagi memang problematic sikit, lebih dpd adik2 pompuannya. Dia la yg selalu sakit, dia la yg cerdik tapi belajor tak lepas2 dek kerana banyak sangat akitiviti ko k and sampai dah dapat degree pun masih ada masalah lagi..bercinta dgn pompuan yg takde ura2 nak masuk islam and what happened was my bro kononnya nak protect the pompuan so much that it caused a rift in the family dekat 10 tahun. In the end, pompuan siut tu two timed dia pun. Anyway, just before his wedding reception a few weeks ago, i hot kat dia about something but dia menambahkan parah lagi keadaan by saying 'i can't be bothered what happen to you people' 'i have lived my life by myself bla bla' kononnya sepanjang perchentaan dulu dia tak direstui my parents dia hidup tanpa menyusahkan kitaorg etc. Masa dia cakap tu, i could feel buluroma kat tengkok i berdiri..dlm hati cakap, mamat ni memang nak kena ni! So i sort of menyedarkan dirinya (straightforward dgn berkata woi, tak sedar diri!) dgn mengungkit selama ni kalau dia ada masalah wang, kat CK la dia mintak (sampai sekarang ni no. acct bank dia ada dg CK utk ditransfer duit sekelip mata bila2 perlu), kalau keta dia rosak, keta CK jugak la dia mintak pinjam, tapi lagi mau cakap dia tak menyusahkan sesapa. Ni dia nak kawin haritu, i incharge buat gubahan hantaran, idak i mintak duit dia langsung, rhege pun dia tak pernah bertanya..Masa bergaduh tu (dlm fon) i dah nekad dah, tak hingin i pergi majlis kawin dia. Apa jadi jadilah! Utk metenteramkan diri i, i pi wat facial, berehat kat situ, sampai berdengkur2 tidur (hish tak malu!). Bila balik rumah baru cool down sikit. Tapi still terngiang kisah pagi tu The next day he called me dgn soalan bodoh, 'buat apa tu?'...kiranya tu soalan nak berdamai la tu, ngok!
Anyway, dah settle dah but tak semestinya in the future dia takkan buat or keluar cakap2 bongok. He's just being a guy, yang 70% memang perangai tak sensitip.
Anyway, dah settle dah but tak semestinya in the future dia takkan buat or keluar cakap2 bongok. He's just being a guy, yang 70% memang perangai tak sensitip.
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Mak tiri Bawang Merah
I'm a mean mum. I am tough with my kids..mungkin pasal terlampau banyak bekerja ngan budak2 day in day out and some of their antics do drive me up the wall. I keep reminding myself not to expect my kids to be perfect..they are only 3 plus and 1 plus...like little D for instance, i can't understand why when i ask her nicely dia tak ikut and bila dah i tinggikan suara baru nak buat. I also have to remind myself tangan jangan cepat naik (cubit). How some people can discipline their kids without tangan pun i tak tau..probably theirs are good, dah dijampi2 masa dlm perut lagi, which i failed to do. I consistently apply segala neka behaviour management techniques like positive reinforcement la, negative reinforcement la, extinction la what have you..tapi tak jalan sangat..
Anyway, this evening memang ada drama. The kids have asthma although just mild. Bila demam or time2 sejuk musim hujan macamni kengkadang ada wheezing. Their doctor put them on ventolin and becotide inhalers. And they have the chamber whenever they need to use the inhalers. Time and time again i reminded the kids not to play dgn benda alah tu, jangan tembak nyamuk or Udi using the inhaler (esp. the becotide, mahal siut RM48 sebijik). And don't dismantle the chamber lest some bits get missing. Just now, when i wanted to use it on Little D, tengok2 the rubber bung where the inhaler should be inserted was missing. I searched high and low sambil mulut mengomel. I was annoyed at my maid because to me dia patut control bebudak tu petang tadi when they were playing with it (she told me the kids berebut antara diaorg). Then i got annoyed at little D because dia sengih thinking it was all so funny bila i tonggeng2 bawah katil. Memang telinga pun dipiat, masih tak nangis lagi so i threatened that selagi tak jumpa benda tu, jangan harap dia nak tidur sebilik dgn i because i so do not want to hear her wheezing at night and not be able to do anything (saja nak jadi kejam padahal i ada mesin nebuliser tu should it get worse hehe). She cried and screamed for daddy, baru puas hati i.
That chamber thing costs RM80, not cheap but of course kalau tak jumpa kena la pi beli baru esok. I want the kids to appreciate that some things boleh buat main but some things should be left alone. Bila time2 i takde rumah tu, maid la yg patut control..so bila i piat si little D, itu ditujukan jugak kat my maid ala2 pukul anak sindir menantu la ni. A few months back, she became the menantu again because dia biarkan budak2 tu main with the hand sanitiser sampai lesap entah ke mana. OK la no big deal benda tu regenya tak sampai pun 4 inggit but that time was during the peak of H1N1, all pharmacy kat tempat ni kehabisan benda tu. Mana tak i mengomel kan?
In the meantime, kat mana la rubber bung tu menyorok??
Anyway, this evening memang ada drama. The kids have asthma although just mild. Bila demam or time2 sejuk musim hujan macamni kengkadang ada wheezing. Their doctor put them on ventolin and becotide inhalers. And they have the chamber whenever they need to use the inhalers. Time and time again i reminded the kids not to play dgn benda alah tu, jangan tembak nyamuk or Udi using the inhaler (esp. the becotide, mahal siut RM48 sebijik). And don't dismantle the chamber lest some bits get missing. Just now, when i wanted to use it on Little D, tengok2 the rubber bung where the inhaler should be inserted was missing. I searched high and low sambil mulut mengomel. I was annoyed at my maid because to me dia patut control bebudak tu petang tadi when they were playing with it (she told me the kids berebut antara diaorg). Then i got annoyed at little D because dia sengih thinking it was all so funny bila i tonggeng2 bawah katil. Memang telinga pun dipiat, masih tak nangis lagi so i threatened that selagi tak jumpa benda tu, jangan harap dia nak tidur sebilik dgn i because i so do not want to hear her wheezing at night and not be able to do anything (saja nak jadi kejam padahal i ada mesin nebuliser tu should it get worse hehe). She cried and screamed for daddy, baru puas hati i.
That chamber thing costs RM80, not cheap but of course kalau tak jumpa kena la pi beli baru esok. I want the kids to appreciate that some things boleh buat main but some things should be left alone. Bila time2 i takde rumah tu, maid la yg patut control..so bila i piat si little D, itu ditujukan jugak kat my maid ala2 pukul anak sindir menantu la ni. A few months back, she became the menantu again because dia biarkan budak2 tu main with the hand sanitiser sampai lesap entah ke mana. OK la no big deal benda tu regenya tak sampai pun 4 inggit but that time was during the peak of H1N1, all pharmacy kat tempat ni kehabisan benda tu. Mana tak i mengomel kan?
In the meantime, kat mana la rubber bung tu menyorok??
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Fat cat diary
I had wanted to settle a few things today: renew my passport, pi LHDN and demand duit i yg terlebih bayar, ambik baju kat tailor etc. But i had to stay in and observe Melly's bowel habit. Why? Yesterday, according to my maid, she threw up 4 times. Vomit contained lots of saliva and hair (obviously i'd ask the maid to describe them to me kan, being the paranoid surrogate mummy cat i am). Then she said to me after dinner that Melly has been spending most of her time then in the kitchen, next to her litter box which sits next to the washing machine. Bila i jenguk, yes she was in the kitchen but she seemed to be paying attention to what's behind the washing machine..ada tikus lagi ke??
So today i didn't want to take any chances..so dok la i memerhatikan si bulu tu, kira berapa kali dia masuk toilet. Nil! Elok je terbongkang tidur on her usual chair. It seems the maid is more paranoid than me, there must be at least a cicak in the kitchen yesterday. As for the muntah, hairball banyak sangat kut...with my parents here and bro's wedding and all last week, i terlupa nak sikat dia for 4 days.
Udi (formerly known as Ugi) berak atas katil where my parents slept (after they left for home). The maid swiftly removed the 'gift' and took care of the bedlinen with a reminder to me to tell Bapak (MG) that she washed the bedlinen because makcik n pakcik dah balik. She's worried that MG will leave Udi at the market like he always threaten to, should any of the anakbulu misbehaves.
Monty has got a girlfriend who rubbed herself kat tepi pokok, pasu and buat bunyi2 manja kat monty. I thought animals can tell if prospective boyfriend is virile enough or most suitable to father her little ones?? Monty's a eunuch laaaaa...but monty being like any other from his species (male that is), led her on. He even humped her at one point..huh??
OK la gotta sleep.
So today i didn't want to take any chances..so dok la i memerhatikan si bulu tu, kira berapa kali dia masuk toilet. Nil! Elok je terbongkang tidur on her usual chair. It seems the maid is more paranoid than me, there must be at least a cicak in the kitchen yesterday. As for the muntah, hairball banyak sangat kut...with my parents here and bro's wedding and all last week, i terlupa nak sikat dia for 4 days.
Udi (formerly known as Ugi) berak atas katil where my parents slept (after they left for home). The maid swiftly removed the 'gift' and took care of the bedlinen with a reminder to me to tell Bapak (MG) that she washed the bedlinen because makcik n pakcik dah balik. She's worried that MG will leave Udi at the market like he always threaten to, should any of the anakbulu misbehaves.
Monty has got a girlfriend who rubbed herself kat tepi pokok, pasu and buat bunyi2 manja kat monty. I thought animals can tell if prospective boyfriend is virile enough or most suitable to father her little ones?? Monty's a eunuch laaaaa...but monty being like any other from his species (male that is), led her on. He even humped her at one point..huh??
OK la gotta sleep.
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Marah 2
Merasa i glamer sekejap dgn publisiti murahan dpd mu Esah. I lap you Esah...tak sia2 kau belajar pasal org2 psycho ni because you summed it up so nicely. The thing is, cite semalam tu tergantung, sib baik takde sesapa perasan and kata aku cilakak pasal tak habihkan cerita kan?
Anyway, yes i flipped after aunty dia requested to be my pesbuk friend. Actuallynya Karakatoa dah meletup bila nengok dia comment pasal moving on tu. Ni le perangai si siamang.....his words camtu sepatutnya ditujukan pada diri sendiri...pas tu ulang kali pulak cakap on pesbuk (and in his smses) that he couldn't care less what people think of him (meaning me lah tu). Bagus la camtu, after we've reached certain age we shouldn't bother about what people say or think of us - contohnya macam pi beli nasik bungkus kat canteen masa bulan pose (eh, aku buat camtu ke?). Tapi cakap ulang kali tu lebih macam nak convince himself.
So, i thought last saturday, enough is enough la. But i'm not so juvenile or kejam as to pi tulis kat wall dia calling him a PSYCHO and what not, so i sent him an email yg berbunyi begini, 'Can i be honest here? I cannot ever see you as a friend not because you were my ex but because i just don't like the person you are. The very last argument we had revealed yourself to me in so many ways and i am 'disturbed' that once upon a time, i was with such a person that i have nothing in common with at all. I have so moved on. I neither want to know what you get up to, your daily going ons nor would i like to let you know about mine. I am choosy about whom i'm friends with in real life or on facebook and yes, being one of mine is a privilege. I let you in because you asked me too many times but it doesn't mean your entire existence doesn't bother me.'
Ha tu dia..i think i was still polite even after so many years with him being a thorn in my side. Pas tu dia hantar sms yg menyakitkan hati jugak but not that i wasn't expecting it. Ni i ambik the gist of it je, 'U really hate n despise me huh? Oklah, so that u have a better n happier life, i will delete myself frm ur list of fb frenz. Thus u pun tak payahlah make sarcastic remarks on ur fb to spite me hehe. Life's too precious to allow people like u to bother me. u should have the same attitude towards me so takdelah u terasa my entire existence bothers u, hehe'.
There you go, cam cilakak je. But he saved me from terkial2 mencari the delete function lebih2 lagi sekarang fb cam puaka je servicenya. Pas tu tak pueh lagi menghantar sms tu, dia pi tulis lak kat wall i..'bye2 @# (my petname. Hish!). I will remove myself from your list of friends so that you do not have to be bothered by my existence anymore'.-->Btw Esah, yg ni aku dah remove dah that comment pasal taknak la pulak satu donia alumni nengok cite bollywood kitaorg yg tak habih2 kan? But yg lain tu kena tunggu ustazah munah assess dulu baru nak delete (aku baru invite UM jadi friends tadi. Kan psycho gak aku ni...'kawan' puaka aku add, kawan baik aku tak add sejak azali lagi)
Dramatic sungguh! Hish Esah, bak kata you, he bullied and intimidated me. But that's it!
P/S I kenal siamang ni lebih dpd dia kenal dirinya sendiri. I somehow feel that i haven't seen the last of him.
Anyway, yes i flipped after aunty dia requested to be my pesbuk friend. Actuallynya Karakatoa dah meletup bila nengok dia comment pasal moving on tu. Ni le perangai si siamang.....his words camtu sepatutnya ditujukan pada diri sendiri...pas tu ulang kali pulak cakap on pesbuk (and in his smses) that he couldn't care less what people think of him (meaning me lah tu). Bagus la camtu, after we've reached certain age we shouldn't bother about what people say or think of us - contohnya macam pi beli nasik bungkus kat canteen masa bulan pose (eh, aku buat camtu ke?). Tapi cakap ulang kali tu lebih macam nak convince himself.
So, i thought last saturday, enough is enough la. But i'm not so juvenile or kejam as to pi tulis kat wall dia calling him a PSYCHO and what not, so i sent him an email yg berbunyi begini, 'Can i be honest here? I cannot ever see you as a friend not because you were my ex but because i just don't like the person you are. The very last argument we had revealed yourself to me in so many ways and i am 'disturbed' that once upon a time, i was with such a person that i have nothing in common with at all. I have so moved on. I neither want to know what you get up to, your daily going ons nor would i like to let you know about mine. I am choosy about whom i'm friends with in real life or on facebook and yes, being one of mine is a privilege. I let you in because you asked me too many times but it doesn't mean your entire existence doesn't bother me.'
Ha tu dia..i think i was still polite even after so many years with him being a thorn in my side. Pas tu dia hantar sms yg menyakitkan hati jugak but not that i wasn't expecting it. Ni i ambik the gist of it je, 'U really hate n despise me huh? Oklah, so that u have a better n happier life, i will delete myself frm ur list of fb frenz. Thus u pun tak payahlah make sarcastic remarks on ur fb to spite me hehe. Life's too precious to allow people like u to bother me. u should have the same attitude towards me so takdelah u terasa my entire existence bothers u, hehe'.
There you go, cam cilakak je. But he saved me from terkial2 mencari the delete function lebih2 lagi sekarang fb cam puaka je servicenya. Pas tu tak pueh lagi menghantar sms tu, dia pi tulis lak kat wall i..'bye2 @# (my petname. Hish!). I will remove myself from your list of friends so that you do not have to be bothered by my existence anymore'.-->Btw Esah, yg ni aku dah remove dah that comment pasal taknak la pulak satu donia alumni nengok cite bollywood kitaorg yg tak habih2 kan? But yg lain tu kena tunggu ustazah munah assess dulu baru nak delete (aku baru invite UM jadi friends tadi. Kan psycho gak aku ni...'kawan' puaka aku add, kawan baik aku tak add sejak azali lagi)
Dramatic sungguh! Hish Esah, bak kata you, he bullied and intimidated me. But that's it!
P/S I kenal siamang ni lebih dpd dia kenal dirinya sendiri. I somehow feel that i haven't seen the last of him.
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Marah 1
I am so angry now, this week je dah marah 2 kali. What these 2 people that i'm angry with have in common is that they are sombong bongkak cakap 'i don't give a shit about what other people think of me' and 'i don't give a shit about how you people are'. I dah pendam lama dah sakit jiwa i kat orang2 ni. Marah pendam pas tu cool balik, kawan balik pas tu marah pendam, cool balik and just now (and the other episode before) memang i dah tak tahan dah, all expletives keluar (OK la, setakat bengong, ngok...). The person just now cakap i ada attitude problem, suka nak meletup. Ek eleh!! Kalau once in 6 months tu maknanya suka ke? Cuba tanya MG...pernah ke i meletup? The last time i meletup ngan dia was in 2004, sebabnya kecik je sebenarnya tapi pasal dah berulang kali berlaku and i snapped..melayang periuk (tapi pas tu aku gak yg penat mengutip nasik goreng atas lantai). I bukan jenis orang yg cepat marah because i ni bebal, kurang sensitif bab2 orang nak mengena ka, mengata ke etc. Selalunya dah 3,4 kali masuk toilet and piki, baru le laaaaa...memang pickup passola betul. I guess when it happens once too often, i snap and when that happens cam ada makhluk lain (Cik Kiah Hyde) yg take over my body and mulut jadi cam cib##. Tapi i bukan jenis mencarut, paling over yg keluar pun would be idiot, ngok or mengong. Enough with the mukadimah, lets story mory.
Story #1
Encik Sri Siamang..hmm..sapa lagi yg boleh buat i marah sebegitu? You know, people say exes can be friends..tapi tengok la jenis camna kan? I bukannya masih bengkek that i got dumped. Itu cerita lama. Yg i tak berkenan is what came after. Dia pulak, perasan yg he is my oldest, bestest friend la kut, perasan yg he's got some kind of privileges over my other friends. Selama ni i pendam je, i have never told him how i feel about him and other stuff. Semenjak dia dah jadi org kayap ni, berlagak bukan main. He ridiculed my proton car (cam nisan sentra dia bagus sangat), the fact that i jarang beli toys for my kids (depa main tupperware and senduk kat dapur je) and i hantar anak i masuk nursery sebelah rumah je and not some tumble here and there tots or kindersurpriseland what have you. When he asked me MG kerja mana, i cakap XYZ company, dia boleh kata, oo...they don't pay much overthere kan? Mulut ni senyum je walau dalam hati cakap cilakak, kecik2 pay si MG tu, montel gak la bini dia ni melantak makanan best2. Then came the last straw (or so i thought) bila dia meroyan and habih semua cite2 dari kitaorg kat UK dulu sampai ke clients i semua terpalit. I thought that was it la....(masa tu dia cakap 'ooo..i don't berfacebook to cari glamour. Kalau nak glamour, i masuk iklan..- a ah..beautiful people la katakan).
Tup tup, last month, dekat sedozen la sms and email dia pada i mintak diaddkan jadi kawan kat pesbuk. Still i tak pulangkan paku buah keras (PPBK). After some time i thought, OK la...(hati ini pun tergodek2 nak tengok gambar bini baru dia) but hati memang rasa tak sedap because cam ingat2 lupa je yg perbuatan and kata2 dia memang selalu menyakitkan hati. Hati i sakit because dia dump i ke atau pun hati i sakit sekarang because i dah tak cinta maka ternampak lah segala perbuatan dia yg menjengkelkan? I have never figured out what the answer is actually. Kalau the latter tu betul, memang patutlah i tension dgn diri sendiri kenapala aku sebodoh sebuta kassim selamat nakkan kat jantan tu and along the way mendump lelaki yg sebaik dan sefofular Barney (the dinosaur), no wonder la komuniti mesia kat mster dulu ingat aku gila.
Anyway, last weekend, dia sms i cakap he dreamt of UK, and ada i in his dreams. Btw, sejak dari peristiwa berdarah (dlm hati) Jan lepas, memang i tak pernah berbalas smsnya. In fact dlm pesbuk pun i layan tak layan je dia bercakap. It annoyed me that bila bersembang ngan kengkwan kat pesbuk, dia akan mencelah and made reference or talked about things yg only a bf/gf/die hard friend je akan ingat - e.g. that i used to have a TomCruise poster in my bedroom, that i had a big elephant toy and then he called me by my petname some more!!!! Urgghhh!!! (lain la kalau cam esah call me by my petname on pesbuk. Dia panggil i pook(i), Poon(dek)..
Ok la, back to his dreaming about whatever...i nak sms kat my bff telling her 'aiyoh! The ex just sms me to say he dreamt about me' but being Cik Kiah yg selalu hantar sms silap orang, i pi hantar kat dia pulak! Then he smsed back and cakap what about 'the ex'? I have long seen you as a friend, and not an ex.
Ni yg nak buat CK tergelak sinis satu hari. Ada hati pulak le kita ni jadi kawan dia. I ni kan social misfit..i view the world simply where people are concerned. Good, bad, evil. I keep the good ones near me, the bad ones hi hi bye bye and the evil ones - tak hingin aku nak tegur pun! Sib baik yg category last sekali tu jarang la berjumpa org camtu. Ada sorang dua pun tak mengacau hidup aku takpe. With Siamang, obviously la dia bukan among those i nak keep near me kan? Hi hi bye bye je lah. Then i wrote on my wall about 'some exes can be friends, some jauh panggang dari api'. Sapa yg makan cili dia la yg terasa pedas (because ada sorang dua lagi my exes or pseudo exes yg pesbuk friends). Siamang balas and cakap why bitterness still lingers la (waaa..banyak cantik muka dia. As if!)..Got to move on la (amboi! Sapa yg tak sudah2 nak mengacau hidup i??)..let bygones be bygones la (apsal la 'nyamuk' ni tak mati2 ngan bygone?). Pastu nak dijadikan cerita lagi, aunty dia lak request nak jadi pesbuk friend i! That's when i flipped. Sapa lak pompuan 50an yg asik bertukar profile picture kejap bertudung kejap idak ni? I don't know her, have never met her time2 kononnya i nak menjadi menantu diaorg...but ofcourse she's heard of me i'm sure..so now? What? Nak join jadi friend i because teruja melihat percaturan bahasa antara i ngan anak sedara dia ke?
Story #1
Encik Sri Siamang..hmm..sapa lagi yg boleh buat i marah sebegitu? You know, people say exes can be friends..tapi tengok la jenis camna kan? I bukannya masih bengkek that i got dumped. Itu cerita lama. Yg i tak berkenan is what came after. Dia pulak, perasan yg he is my oldest, bestest friend la kut, perasan yg he's got some kind of privileges over my other friends. Selama ni i pendam je, i have never told him how i feel about him and other stuff. Semenjak dia dah jadi org kayap ni, berlagak bukan main. He ridiculed my proton car (cam nisan sentra dia bagus sangat), the fact that i jarang beli toys for my kids (depa main tupperware and senduk kat dapur je) and i hantar anak i masuk nursery sebelah rumah je and not some tumble here and there tots or kindersurpriseland what have you. When he asked me MG kerja mana, i cakap XYZ company, dia boleh kata, oo...they don't pay much overthere kan? Mulut ni senyum je walau dalam hati cakap cilakak, kecik2 pay si MG tu, montel gak la bini dia ni melantak makanan best2. Then came the last straw (or so i thought) bila dia meroyan and habih semua cite2 dari kitaorg kat UK dulu sampai ke clients i semua terpalit. I thought that was it la....(masa tu dia cakap 'ooo..i don't berfacebook to cari glamour. Kalau nak glamour, i masuk iklan..- a ah..beautiful people la katakan).
Tup tup, last month, dekat sedozen la sms and email dia pada i mintak diaddkan jadi kawan kat pesbuk. Still i tak pulangkan paku buah keras (PPBK). After some time i thought, OK la...(hati ini pun tergodek2 nak tengok gambar bini baru dia) but hati memang rasa tak sedap because cam ingat2 lupa je yg perbuatan and kata2 dia memang selalu menyakitkan hati. Hati i sakit because dia dump i ke atau pun hati i sakit sekarang because i dah tak cinta maka ternampak lah segala perbuatan dia yg menjengkelkan? I have never figured out what the answer is actually. Kalau the latter tu betul, memang patutlah i tension dgn diri sendiri kenapala aku sebodoh sebuta kassim selamat nakkan kat jantan tu and along the way mendump lelaki yg sebaik dan sefofular Barney (the dinosaur), no wonder la komuniti mesia kat mster dulu ingat aku gila.
Anyway, last weekend, dia sms i cakap he dreamt of UK, and ada i in his dreams. Btw, sejak dari peristiwa berdarah (dlm hati) Jan lepas, memang i tak pernah berbalas smsnya. In fact dlm pesbuk pun i layan tak layan je dia bercakap. It annoyed me that bila bersembang ngan kengkwan kat pesbuk, dia akan mencelah and made reference or talked about things yg only a bf/gf/die hard friend je akan ingat - e.g. that i used to have a TomCruise poster in my bedroom, that i had a big elephant toy and then he called me by my petname some more!!!! Urgghhh!!! (lain la kalau cam esah call me by my petname on pesbuk. Dia panggil i pook(i), Poon(dek)..
Ok la, back to his dreaming about whatever...i nak sms kat my bff telling her 'aiyoh! The ex just sms me to say he dreamt about me' but being Cik Kiah yg selalu hantar sms silap orang, i pi hantar kat dia pulak! Then he smsed back and cakap what about 'the ex'? I have long seen you as a friend, and not an ex.
Ni yg nak buat CK tergelak sinis satu hari. Ada hati pulak le kita ni jadi kawan dia. I ni kan social misfit..i view the world simply where people are concerned. Good, bad, evil. I keep the good ones near me, the bad ones hi hi bye bye and the evil ones - tak hingin aku nak tegur pun! Sib baik yg category last sekali tu jarang la berjumpa org camtu. Ada sorang dua pun tak mengacau hidup aku takpe. With Siamang, obviously la dia bukan among those i nak keep near me kan? Hi hi bye bye je lah. Then i wrote on my wall about 'some exes can be friends, some jauh panggang dari api'. Sapa yg makan cili dia la yg terasa pedas (because ada sorang dua lagi my exes or pseudo exes yg pesbuk friends). Siamang balas and cakap why bitterness still lingers la (waaa..banyak cantik muka dia. As if!)..Got to move on la (amboi! Sapa yg tak sudah2 nak mengacau hidup i??)..let bygones be bygones la (apsal la 'nyamuk' ni tak mati2 ngan bygone?). Pastu nak dijadikan cerita lagi, aunty dia lak request nak jadi pesbuk friend i! That's when i flipped. Sapa lak pompuan 50an yg asik bertukar profile picture kejap bertudung kejap idak ni? I don't know her, have never met her time2 kononnya i nak menjadi menantu diaorg...but ofcourse she's heard of me i'm sure..so now? What? Nak join jadi friend i because teruja melihat percaturan bahasa antara i ngan anak sedara dia ke?
Sunday, October 25, 2009
Telenovela episode 5 (is it?)
Ada sesuatu tentang musim luruh dan sejuk di sana yang mengusik perasaan saya. Musim luruh sebenarnya sangat indah, bila daun-daun kering yang telah menguning gugur ke bumi…dan bila berjalan di taman, berkeriuk2 bunyinya kena pijak. Sementara suhu di luar masih boleh tahan, takdelah menyengat sampai ke tulang sum-sum. Perasaan diusik kerana, alangkah bestnya sekiranya saya mempunyai seseorang utk berkongsi keindahan semulajadi itu. Kemudian, bila dah masuk musim sejuk, pukul 3 petang dah gelap…bila balik dari kelas pukul 5 petang, dengan angin yang dingin rasa cam nak lekang telinga dari kepala. Sebab cuaca sejuk begini, orang lebih suka dok bawah duvet, sebab tu agaknya kengkawan I banyak yg dapat baby bila pi sambung belajar…dah kerja mereka asyik dok bawah duvet. Kalau laki nak lepak kat gerai, gerai pun takde kat disinun.
My entire existence at that time serba tak kena. Bila kemunculan matahari makin lama makin singkat, semakin murung pulak rasanya. Rasa nak terbang balik ke Mesia tapi tak sanggup pulak nak berkongsi satu time zone dgn you know who. The initial plan was to get away from msia dan memulakan bab baru dalam hidup…aiya tapi kat UK? Macam boleh enjoy sangat la tu kan, makji esah oi?
Anyway, dah memang jadi rutin setiap petang sebelum balik ke asrama, saya akan periksa email sekali lagi. Suatu hari tu, datanglah email yang mendebar2kan beralamatkan Negara Hitler. Si Siamang membawa khabar yg dia pada masa tu telah berada di sana untuk kursus selama 6 bulan. Dia sertakan nombor telefonnya kepada saya, ‘sekiranya awak nak hubungi saya, dan saya suka sekiranya awak sudi’. Oh tidak! Bila la episode ni dalam hidup saya akan berakhir. Dia ibarat gam basikal dan saya penghidu yang tegar. Saya balik ke bilik, masak nasik, goreng telur, bukak tv, pi bilik mak angkat saya…tapi hati saya tak tenang. You know, selama satu tahun hidup saya bebas tanpa ‘gam’…saya balik msia masa musim panas tempoh hari, saya tak terdorong pun nak cari ‘gam’. Saya tak berhubung dgn sesapa pun yg akan memperkhabarkan berita tentang ‘gam’ atau sogokkan ‘gam’ pada saya. I was fine! That’s what one is supposed to do to break a bad habit..jauhkan diri daripada gejala tak sihat tu tapi tengok2 gejala tu yg ikut kita (cam saka kita la pulak kan?). So, apa yang saya buat???
Saya pergi tefon dia uols! Hish! Jaman tu kat asrama university I tu takde tefon kat dalam bilik or paling cikai pun kat communal area flat (apa la lu LU). Yg ada was kat tangga, shared between 4 flats and tak kosser le I nak buat adegan bak batu belah batu bertangkup kat tempat org lalu lalang pulak kan? So keluarlah I dari bangunan asrama ke tepi pagar yg ada public phone which btw bukanlah yg warna merah dan bertutup penuh cam kat London nun dimana Makji Esah selalu meninggalkan calling cardnya..kan makji kan? (eh, selingan pulak). Dgn i yg cuma berselipar je, mak datuk mau beku jari kaki i pada hari2 biasa. Tapi semua tu tak rasa langsung masa tu..
Mula2 cakap gaya rasmi, so how are you, I’m fine..pastu I pun dah tak ingat apa dah (sorry la, terpaksa abandon penggunaan bahasa klasik pasal gue lemas). What I remembered was, dia cakap nanti dia nak mintak cuti, nak mai datang UK. Kengkononnya dia sungguh rindu dgn UK, rindu kat mat saleh yg cakap English. Eleh..! Cakap je la yg dia tu rindu kat I, atau sengaja nak menyemakkan hidup I sekali lagi. I also don’t understand apsal la I allowed him to mess me up once again. Dia tak buat apa2 dia cuma kata dia nak kawan i. But both of us knew that we were only kidding ourselves. Bila cakap kita ni kawan, he thought he had this liberty of bercerita kat I segala mala, termasuk masalah etc. and kononnya I ni his most suitable sparring partnerlah and me for hoping that somehow something would trigger in his mind that he couldn’t live without me because he needed me as his friend his lifepartner. Perghhh! Dalam cite romance je jantan2nya akan sedar pompuan pillar of the earth macam I ngan makji esah tu but in reality, men usually will choose the ones yg iyakan je apa diaorg cakap, yg sedap di mata, sedap di seluar..
So, plannya, he was supposed to come over during Christmas break. Tapi lagi 3 minggu nak xmas, dia email, so sorry CK, supervisor dia tak bagi dia lepas. I pun dah tak ingat sangat apa alasannya. So he said, apakata you pulak yg datang sini CK…what?? Aiyo…sebenarnya, kecil tapak tangan, padang bola I tadahkan..i threw cautions into the wind. I memang mengikut kata hati betul. I tau memang ada 50% chances that I akan terbakar sekali lagi. Oleh kerana masa itu I anak mak yg mithali, I mintak permission mak I, mak..CK nak pi Negara hitler jumpa siamang. Mak I kata, pergilah…just jaga diri baik2, takut nanti orang kidnap and jual I jadi hamba seks (kalau keadaan I cam sekarang ni mungkin jadi hamba abdi kut..haha). I think my mum knew I had to get him out of my system. Ataupun dia tau, kalau ditegah pun, I akan merengek nak pergi gak or would have gone anyway, baik siap2 bagi blessings. Memang kuat betul penangan gam basikal ni.
So adik2, jauhilah diri dpd tabiat menghidu gam. Tata for now, baby X dah nangis tu. Sambung nanti.
My entire existence at that time serba tak kena. Bila kemunculan matahari makin lama makin singkat, semakin murung pulak rasanya. Rasa nak terbang balik ke Mesia tapi tak sanggup pulak nak berkongsi satu time zone dgn you know who. The initial plan was to get away from msia dan memulakan bab baru dalam hidup…aiya tapi kat UK? Macam boleh enjoy sangat la tu kan, makji esah oi?
Anyway, dah memang jadi rutin setiap petang sebelum balik ke asrama, saya akan periksa email sekali lagi. Suatu hari tu, datanglah email yang mendebar2kan beralamatkan Negara Hitler. Si Siamang membawa khabar yg dia pada masa tu telah berada di sana untuk kursus selama 6 bulan. Dia sertakan nombor telefonnya kepada saya, ‘sekiranya awak nak hubungi saya, dan saya suka sekiranya awak sudi’. Oh tidak! Bila la episode ni dalam hidup saya akan berakhir. Dia ibarat gam basikal dan saya penghidu yang tegar. Saya balik ke bilik, masak nasik, goreng telur, bukak tv, pi bilik mak angkat saya…tapi hati saya tak tenang. You know, selama satu tahun hidup saya bebas tanpa ‘gam’…saya balik msia masa musim panas tempoh hari, saya tak terdorong pun nak cari ‘gam’. Saya tak berhubung dgn sesapa pun yg akan memperkhabarkan berita tentang ‘gam’ atau sogokkan ‘gam’ pada saya. I was fine! That’s what one is supposed to do to break a bad habit..jauhkan diri daripada gejala tak sihat tu tapi tengok2 gejala tu yg ikut kita (cam saka kita la pulak kan?). So, apa yang saya buat???
Saya pergi tefon dia uols! Hish! Jaman tu kat asrama university I tu takde tefon kat dalam bilik or paling cikai pun kat communal area flat (apa la lu LU). Yg ada was kat tangga, shared between 4 flats and tak kosser le I nak buat adegan bak batu belah batu bertangkup kat tempat org lalu lalang pulak kan? So keluarlah I dari bangunan asrama ke tepi pagar yg ada public phone which btw bukanlah yg warna merah dan bertutup penuh cam kat London nun dimana Makji Esah selalu meninggalkan calling cardnya..kan makji kan? (eh, selingan pulak). Dgn i yg cuma berselipar je, mak datuk mau beku jari kaki i pada hari2 biasa. Tapi semua tu tak rasa langsung masa tu..
Mula2 cakap gaya rasmi, so how are you, I’m fine..pastu I pun dah tak ingat apa dah (sorry la, terpaksa abandon penggunaan bahasa klasik pasal gue lemas). What I remembered was, dia cakap nanti dia nak mintak cuti, nak mai datang UK. Kengkononnya dia sungguh rindu dgn UK, rindu kat mat saleh yg cakap English. Eleh..! Cakap je la yg dia tu rindu kat I, atau sengaja nak menyemakkan hidup I sekali lagi. I also don’t understand apsal la I allowed him to mess me up once again. Dia tak buat apa2 dia cuma kata dia nak kawan i. But both of us knew that we were only kidding ourselves. Bila cakap kita ni kawan, he thought he had this liberty of bercerita kat I segala mala, termasuk masalah etc. and kononnya I ni his most suitable sparring partnerlah and me for hoping that somehow something would trigger in his mind that he couldn’t live without me because he needed me as his friend his lifepartner. Perghhh! Dalam cite romance je jantan2nya akan sedar pompuan pillar of the earth macam I ngan makji esah tu but in reality, men usually will choose the ones yg iyakan je apa diaorg cakap, yg sedap di mata, sedap di seluar..
So, plannya, he was supposed to come over during Christmas break. Tapi lagi 3 minggu nak xmas, dia email, so sorry CK, supervisor dia tak bagi dia lepas. I pun dah tak ingat sangat apa alasannya. So he said, apakata you pulak yg datang sini CK…what?? Aiyo…sebenarnya, kecil tapak tangan, padang bola I tadahkan..i threw cautions into the wind. I memang mengikut kata hati betul. I tau memang ada 50% chances that I akan terbakar sekali lagi. Oleh kerana masa itu I anak mak yg mithali, I mintak permission mak I, mak..CK nak pi Negara hitler jumpa siamang. Mak I kata, pergilah…just jaga diri baik2, takut nanti orang kidnap and jual I jadi hamba seks (kalau keadaan I cam sekarang ni mungkin jadi hamba abdi kut..haha). I think my mum knew I had to get him out of my system. Ataupun dia tau, kalau ditegah pun, I akan merengek nak pergi gak or would have gone anyway, baik siap2 bagi blessings. Memang kuat betul penangan gam basikal ni.
So adik2, jauhilah diri dpd tabiat menghidu gam. Tata for now, baby X dah nangis tu. Sambung nanti.
Saturday, October 24, 2009
Saturday rambling
Seminggu dua ni memang sibuk sangat tak sempat nak blog. I have all these stories to tell but they stayed on my mind only..bukak laptop malam2 terus tertidur because i'm that tired. Had a presentation with the supervisor last Wed, hence kena baca, baca and baca. If people think i buat phd ni penuh dgn gelak ketawa (pasal unsur2 dah sewel sikit tu ada), they are so wrong! My eyesight sekarang ni dari rabun jauh, rabun dekat pun dah ada! Mula2 tu i realised, eh, apasal pinar2 nak baca dekat ni?? Dah la tak leh pergi buat lasik kan???
Esah, oi, you really gave me a scare. I thought that some people's hoity toitiness (ada ka word sebegini?) have rubbed off on you..so..tak kelas la kalau tak privatekan blog kan?? Sib baik cuma masalah teknikal...i lap you Esah! (mesti kau ada dapat sms carut marut ku suh kau unprivatekan blog, kan, kan?)
It's Saturday morning, hubby's gone to part-time teaching dia. I wonder how he teaches...dia tak pernah nak menanya bini dia yg berkecimpung dalam bidang ni how best to do it. Talk about one man's ego le ni....(takpe i kutuk dia sikit sini..yesterday i asked him, u masih baca ke blog i...dia kata, no time la! Translated into, hish! kerja tak berpaedah. Ces! Sebenarnya, kalau baca kan bagus! Boleh gak learn a thing or two). Pernah sekali tu i tengok he took such a long time to mark 8 exam papers. I tengok le gaya dia membuatnya...la...masa i budak hingusan belum pi training dulu pun i buat gaya tu...tapi tak tergamak le i nak bagi komen kat orang yg tak mintak bininya mengomen, biarlah luncai terjun dgn labunya...(kan Esah? Ni belum lagi masuk mintak komen i (not) pasal bab fluoride, gigi budak etc. Cakap kawan dia yg kerjanya bina bangunan and takde kaitan ngan mulut lagi dia percaya)
Anyway, i just got back from the pool. Thank god i have found an activity that i like doing. Have been going for about 3-4 times a week. I mostly go on weekdays, kalau pagi tu i sorang je kat pool (with hantu air?? hehe). Kalau petang, there'll be a few other ladies. At first i was quite conscious about menunjukkan susuk tubuh bak batang balak tapi after i've been a few times, i rasa i lah di antara orang yg tercomel kat situ...hehe..kalau kita tak perasan, sapa lagi nak pujikan? For a start, walaupun nak masuk air pakai airliner sikit, supaya mata tak nampak sepet cam ikan keli je...whether i dah mandi ke tak pagi tu sebelum masuk pool, belakang kira.
Kalau boleh nak vogue sentiasa cam Miss AA yang kemas rumah pun akan kelihatan anggun sentiasa..(eh mana i tau lak ni?) For those who knew me, i'm so not anggun ok, wannabe tu adala...My mum has always dressed well and my dad tak puji unless kalau ada benda yg menyakitkan mata baru dia tegur.Sampai sekarang pun she takes care of her appearance eventhough due to some eccentricity, the bedak sejuk ada sikit terlebih (dia pakai cam talcum powder kerana sekarang BS menggantikan compact powder).
Obviously le pakai eye makeup utk masuk airis kerja gila even the late Princess Diana dulu pun orang heboh pasal dia pakai eyeliner & mascara masuk OT (belum lagi masuk sauna ke kan?) What the hell kan? I could never understand that. Do people expect female surgeons to look like old hags? Masa i buat masters dulu, ada sorang makcik omputeh ni, dah la pakai theatre gown warna oren, bukan style pyjamas tapi cam set2 dinner ladies kat sana yg zip kat depan tu. I really thought she was the orderly, rope2nya madam anaesthetist kau! Sejak i tidak lagi ditanggung oleh mak bapak tapi kerajaan mesia, i mula berexperiment dgn lipstick...then ke eyeshadow then ke tah hapa2 lagilah.Bila i masuk OT, takkan la nak pale face je pulak kan kerana takut org kata kita yg pakai mekap ni not serious at our job kan? Kalau i la jadi si Princess Di tu, ada boipren kat dlm OT sama, lagilah aku beregek.
MG tak pernah nak compliment bila i melawa. Kalau dijolok barulah dia cakap..rhope you cam makcik dari tanah seberang tapi kalau kurus, cam budak UITM. Hish! I don't know whether the latter is meant to be a compliment or not because i tak pernah bercampur gaul ngan gadis2 genit UITM. So different from the siamang (biarku khabarkan di sini since laki aku tak baca blog ni) yg pernah cakap bila i pi jumpa dia di satu negara eropah dulu (nantikan sambungan telenovela sebentar lagi) - you always look good. You know how to dress well. (ya tuan puan, sila muntah cirit hijau..ungkapan itu diucapkan nearly 10 years ago, 10 kgs lighter and 10 000 wrinkles less. Pandai sungguh siamang berkata2...no wonder la i cair setiap kali and kena dump 4, 5 puluh kali...haha.
Esah, oi, you really gave me a scare. I thought that some people's hoity toitiness (ada ka word sebegini?) have rubbed off on you..so..tak kelas la kalau tak privatekan blog kan?? Sib baik cuma masalah teknikal...i lap you Esah! (mesti kau ada dapat sms carut marut ku suh kau unprivatekan blog, kan, kan?)
It's Saturday morning, hubby's gone to part-time teaching dia. I wonder how he teaches...dia tak pernah nak menanya bini dia yg berkecimpung dalam bidang ni how best to do it. Talk about one man's ego le ni....(takpe i kutuk dia sikit sini..yesterday i asked him, u masih baca ke blog i...dia kata, no time la! Translated into, hish! kerja tak berpaedah. Ces! Sebenarnya, kalau baca kan bagus! Boleh gak learn a thing or two). Pernah sekali tu i tengok he took such a long time to mark 8 exam papers. I tengok le gaya dia membuatnya...la...masa i budak hingusan belum pi training dulu pun i buat gaya tu...tapi tak tergamak le i nak bagi komen kat orang yg tak mintak bininya mengomen, biarlah luncai terjun dgn labunya...(kan Esah? Ni belum lagi masuk mintak komen i (not) pasal bab fluoride, gigi budak etc. Cakap kawan dia yg kerjanya bina bangunan and takde kaitan ngan mulut lagi dia percaya)
Anyway, i just got back from the pool. Thank god i have found an activity that i like doing. Have been going for about 3-4 times a week. I mostly go on weekdays, kalau pagi tu i sorang je kat pool (with hantu air?? hehe). Kalau petang, there'll be a few other ladies. At first i was quite conscious about menunjukkan susuk tubuh bak batang balak tapi after i've been a few times, i rasa i lah di antara orang yg tercomel kat situ...hehe..kalau kita tak perasan, sapa lagi nak pujikan? For a start, walaupun nak masuk air pakai airliner sikit, supaya mata tak nampak sepet cam ikan keli je...whether i dah mandi ke tak pagi tu sebelum masuk pool, belakang kira.
Kalau boleh nak vogue sentiasa cam Miss AA yang kemas rumah pun akan kelihatan anggun sentiasa..(eh mana i tau lak ni?) For those who knew me, i'm so not anggun ok, wannabe tu adala...My mum has always dressed well and my dad tak puji unless kalau ada benda yg menyakitkan mata baru dia tegur.Sampai sekarang pun she takes care of her appearance eventhough due to some eccentricity, the bedak sejuk ada sikit terlebih (dia pakai cam talcum powder kerana sekarang BS menggantikan compact powder).
Obviously le pakai eye makeup utk masuk airis kerja gila even the late Princess Diana dulu pun orang heboh pasal dia pakai eyeliner & mascara masuk OT (belum lagi masuk sauna ke kan?) What the hell kan? I could never understand that. Do people expect female surgeons to look like old hags? Masa i buat masters dulu, ada sorang makcik omputeh ni, dah la pakai theatre gown warna oren, bukan style pyjamas tapi cam set2 dinner ladies kat sana yg zip kat depan tu. I really thought she was the orderly, rope2nya madam anaesthetist kau! Sejak i tidak lagi ditanggung oleh mak bapak tapi kerajaan mesia, i mula berexperiment dgn lipstick...then ke eyeshadow then ke tah hapa2 lagilah.Bila i masuk OT, takkan la nak pale face je pulak kan kerana takut org kata kita yg pakai mekap ni not serious at our job kan? Kalau i la jadi si Princess Di tu, ada boipren kat dlm OT sama, lagilah aku beregek.
MG tak pernah nak compliment bila i melawa. Kalau dijolok barulah dia cakap..rhope you cam makcik dari tanah seberang tapi kalau kurus, cam budak UITM. Hish! I don't know whether the latter is meant to be a compliment or not because i tak pernah bercampur gaul ngan gadis2 genit UITM. So different from the siamang (biarku khabarkan di sini since laki aku tak baca blog ni) yg pernah cakap bila i pi jumpa dia di satu negara eropah dulu (nantikan sambungan telenovela sebentar lagi) - you always look good. You know how to dress well. (ya tuan puan, sila muntah cirit hijau..ungkapan itu diucapkan nearly 10 years ago, 10 kgs lighter and 10 000 wrinkles less. Pandai sungguh siamang berkata2...no wonder la i cair setiap kali and kena dump 4, 5 puluh kali...haha.
Thursday, October 22, 2009
Selingan
Hening malam menusuk kalbu
Menggamit si pungguk membelah sepi
Bila hati dipaut rindu
Renung bulan terusiklah memori
Menggamit si pungguk membelah sepi
Bila hati dipaut rindu
Renung bulan terusiklah memori
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Feeling blue
Really can't describe the way i feel now. I came back last night from girls' night out (sapakah mereka???), reached home around 1130, came across MG and little D terbongkang depan tv. The only ones that were still up and happy to see me were the cats. MG didn't ask me where i went last night, like my friend commented this morning, i might be lying in a ditch somewhere full of maggots baru dia nak perasan that i'm not around (masa i tak kahwin dulu, i doa kat tuhan, ya allah, tolonglah jodohkan aku dgn lelaki yg tak suka berfoya keluar dgn pompuan (MG so far), yg tak control freak (MG) dan yang tak manis mulut ngan pompuan (MG) - sekarang lagi mau komplen. I would advise you unmarried people out there bila berdoa tentang jodoh, won't hurt if you be a littleeeeee bit more specific (should have asked god, yg tak control freak tapi nak ambik tau bini gi mana, yg tak manis mulut tapi suka bersembang ngan bini..etc. etc.) I have always jokingly told my friends that when some people have affairs, the thought of being found out will add to the thrill. Hmm, kalau dalam case i, nak thrillkan apa??? He's oblivious even if the 'affair' to take place right under his nose!
Speaking of man-woman relationship and marriage ni, i guess i am a sceptic because my mum was one (still is). She's married to my dad whose brothers kalau tak kawin 4, mesti ada scandal ngan maidlah, colleague lah, what have you. My maternal grandfather was a man with principles...a noble man etc. according to my mum..he's her idol..so it was quite a shock to her to be married into a family yg org jantannya tak leh nak pakai sangat (although my paternal grandfather was allright, pious man he was). My mum has always made her feelings known, to my dad and to her biras...kenapalah ditunggu lagi jantan2 yg lebih teruk dari bapak ayam..at least bapak ayam tu dia tak jaga anak tapi dok berlegar2 gak kat situ..ni tak, nafkah tak bagi (tapi nafkah tu bagi..setiap uncle i setahun mesti ada anak), and most of the times memang takde kat rumah and imagine dulu takde handphone, bila berlaku emergency kat rumah, anak bini tak tau nak contact camna.
When i was younger, i asked my mum, kalau appa kawin lagi, what would you do? She said, she would tukar padlock rumah kepada yg lebih besar lagi and humban semua barang my dad keluar rumah. I asked, don't you wannna fight with the other woman for him? She said, tak hingin!
So, when i had this discussion yesterday, i am surprised that my female friends macam tak pernah terfikir benda2 camni boleh berlaku pada sesapa. Diaorg kata, i je yg fikir benda2 camni (and this came from two of them yg bapak diaorg ada bini lain). I said that if MG were to one day come up to me and said, CK i nak kawin lain. Eh, ada ke jantan yg berani nak buat camni? Katakan la, i dapat tau...i said, tak yah la MG susah2 nak pikir samada i nak terima ke tak, pasal memang i tak boleh accept but i won't stand in his way sebabnya....what if he has found his soulmate? Nothing can stand in the way of true love..Kalau i merayu, memujuk, say for the sake of anak2, he might stay kan? But hatinya dah takde pada i, so for what? I'm a true believer that everyone deserves to be happy...so kalau starting new is the answer so be it. Of course before i bow down, i akan kapak, shred, gunting harta dia kan? Biar puaskan hati yang sakit (sakit kerana ewah ewah, ingat ko sorang je nak berseronok2 dgn partner baru ye?)And i akan tuntut harta sepencarian (take him to the cleaners!) then kita bye2.
My male friend of course kat i gila and the ladies cakap apasal la i berhalusinasi sebegitu? I told the ladies, if you want peace, you have to prepare for war (MG cukup tahu my standing regarding this issue), kita mesti sediakan payung sebelum hujan..
(Self-analysis: i think i hold this view because apa yg berlaku in my family kut and obviously sedikit sebanyak my mum corakkan my pemikiran. Also probably from life experience. When we love someone, it's better off to hold back at least 20% of your heart..selalu ingat what if...kalau tak bila dah jatuh tu susah nak bangun balik. One more thing i think, it's also wise not to emphasise one's weakness kat partner because bila ribut melanda, it may be used against you - nanti kang ada la suara sumbang bercakap, ooo....dia tu tak reti masak...dia tu tak pandai bergaya...dia tu tembam..So ladies, kalau pun you tembam, rejoice..! No hal one! Lagi you cakap, i gemuklah, i tak lawa! Haa..esok, itu la yg dia akan use against you...tsk tsk tsk..
Speaking of man-woman relationship and marriage ni, i guess i am a sceptic because my mum was one (still is). She's married to my dad whose brothers kalau tak kawin 4, mesti ada scandal ngan maidlah, colleague lah, what have you. My maternal grandfather was a man with principles...a noble man etc. according to my mum..he's her idol..so it was quite a shock to her to be married into a family yg org jantannya tak leh nak pakai sangat (although my paternal grandfather was allright, pious man he was). My mum has always made her feelings known, to my dad and to her biras...kenapalah ditunggu lagi jantan2 yg lebih teruk dari bapak ayam..at least bapak ayam tu dia tak jaga anak tapi dok berlegar2 gak kat situ..ni tak, nafkah tak bagi (tapi nafkah tu bagi..setiap uncle i setahun mesti ada anak), and most of the times memang takde kat rumah and imagine dulu takde handphone, bila berlaku emergency kat rumah, anak bini tak tau nak contact camna.
When i was younger, i asked my mum, kalau appa kawin lagi, what would you do? She said, she would tukar padlock rumah kepada yg lebih besar lagi and humban semua barang my dad keluar rumah. I asked, don't you wannna fight with the other woman for him? She said, tak hingin!
So, when i had this discussion yesterday, i am surprised that my female friends macam tak pernah terfikir benda2 camni boleh berlaku pada sesapa. Diaorg kata, i je yg fikir benda2 camni (and this came from two of them yg bapak diaorg ada bini lain). I said that if MG were to one day come up to me and said, CK i nak kawin lain. Eh, ada ke jantan yg berani nak buat camni? Katakan la, i dapat tau...i said, tak yah la MG susah2 nak pikir samada i nak terima ke tak, pasal memang i tak boleh accept but i won't stand in his way sebabnya....what if he has found his soulmate? Nothing can stand in the way of true love..Kalau i merayu, memujuk, say for the sake of anak2, he might stay kan? But hatinya dah takde pada i, so for what? I'm a true believer that everyone deserves to be happy...so kalau starting new is the answer so be it. Of course before i bow down, i akan kapak, shred, gunting harta dia kan? Biar puaskan hati yang sakit (sakit kerana ewah ewah, ingat ko sorang je nak berseronok2 dgn partner baru ye?)And i akan tuntut harta sepencarian (take him to the cleaners!) then kita bye2.
My male friend of course kat i gila and the ladies cakap apasal la i berhalusinasi sebegitu? I told the ladies, if you want peace, you have to prepare for war (MG cukup tahu my standing regarding this issue), kita mesti sediakan payung sebelum hujan..
(Self-analysis: i think i hold this view because apa yg berlaku in my family kut and obviously sedikit sebanyak my mum corakkan my pemikiran. Also probably from life experience. When we love someone, it's better off to hold back at least 20% of your heart..selalu ingat what if...kalau tak bila dah jatuh tu susah nak bangun balik. One more thing i think, it's also wise not to emphasise one's weakness kat partner because bila ribut melanda, it may be used against you - nanti kang ada la suara sumbang bercakap, ooo....dia tu tak reti masak...dia tu tak pandai bergaya...dia tu tembam..So ladies, kalau pun you tembam, rejoice..! No hal one! Lagi you cakap, i gemuklah, i tak lawa! Haa..esok, itu la yg dia akan use against you...tsk tsk tsk..
Sunday, October 11, 2009
Social misfit
So Esah said dia tak ramai kawan walaupun mati2 orang nak jadi kawan dia sekarang. Maklumlah…she’s an elitist blogger, cult leader, matriarch apa lagi gelaran yg telah dibestow on her? Dia ni kiranya cam some people in mesia yg berlumba2 sultan or pembesar nak bagi gelaran and end up as dato seri tan sri dato paduka and menyusahkan orang bila kat majlis2 berpusing otak nak pikir mana yg nak disebut dulu. But Esah said dianya pemalu….(waaa…tambah laksa sarawak sampai 4 mangkuk tak malu??) and that a lot of time is required to maintain friendships and which she does not have (uols jangan tak tau, dia private secretary to Queen E tawww!). Anyway, this entry is not all about Esah…I pinjam je dia sebagai pembuka kata..
I must admit that I ni pun sebenarnya pemalu (cemana kita start kawan2 dulu ye Esah and Miss AA?). My friends are mostly my workmates and I don’t keep in touch with any of my uni or school friends kecuali to just hi hi and bye bye kalau terserempak. I’d probably have one or two yg low maintenance friends like ustazah munah tu. In fact jahatnya I that sometimes dari 10 batu dah I tau that someone looks familiar but bila tiba dekat I buat2 cam tak perasan, pura2 jawab handphone dari phantom caller ataupun kalau tak berselisih, I’d probably menyorokkan diri I dari pandangan org tu. I only have 50 friends on my pesbuk, itupun dah tinggal 48 pasal I deleted 2 yesterday pasal I rasa I tak pernah berbual dgn org tu on pesbuk and masa sekolah2 dulu I idakle berkenan sangat dgn org tu. Nearly quarter of the 48 friends that I have pun telah I Hidekan because diaorg gedik sangat….the types yg nak kentut pun nak update status to couples yg asyik ambik quiz together2 and pas tu nak publicly declare their affection for each other (sebab tu I tak tergamak jadi pesbuk friend abang I because I rasa dia pun ada ciri2 sebegitu).
Masa kecik2 dulu, my parents suka paksa2 I pergi birthday party anak2 jiran. I’d rather stay home and watch Daktari or The wonderful World of Disney ke, sampaikan my parents pernah ugut that they’d file a complaint against me kat my HM and taula kan..yg paling ditakuti bebudak baya tu is the HM. Kejam diaorg tu..I hated dressing up because I takde dresses lawa2 cam bebudak pompuan biasa pasal paling pompuan yg I pernah ada pun was tshirt and skirts. I ada sedikit allergic kepada renda2, ropol2 and zip baju kat belakang..rasa gatal je… btw, zip baju kat belakang tu sampai la ni I tak suka and kalau tailor I buat gak, nescaya I pakai sekali je la wat cukup syarat. Nyonya tu cakap kena ada zip pasal baju kurung modern tapi I masuk tak yah bukak zip pun, so boleh tak next time jangan bubuh zip? Of course ni I cakap dalam hati je la kan??
I have a problem of saying no to people and sometimes friends take advantage of me because of this. Mamat rumah tepi sungai yg pernah gila kat I dulu pun pernah take advantage of me…I went home during easter hols one year and dia kirim kat aku 30 packet berahim! Suruh aku bawak balik dari mesia just because that summer dia nak berfoya2 kat Europe and nak bawak bekal utk 30 hari (walaupun kerana chenta dia kirim poskad from each city he visited…tak pedulik! Sakit hati aku masih terasa sampai sekarang!) Imagine kan, kita balik msia pun sekali sekala mesti byk barang nak borong dari kampong and kena bawak barang org yg berkilo. Tak ke maknanya hak asasi manusia I telah dicabuli? Then sama cam encik siamang tu…when he finished his studies and nak go back for good he MADE me buy his hi fi set. I cakap I taknak, but he said, he’d still leave them with me so it’d be nice kalau I bayar la jugak (BOLEH???). Yes, I’ve wised up over the years…slightly. Itupun it’d take sometime before I’d be able to ‘sound’ the person..mesti lepas brtafakur dalam toilet 4,5kali memikirkan jawapan2 yg pedas utk persiapan diri sekirannya situasi yg sama berlaku. I must have lost a friend or 2 as a result because with me, sekali I dah meletup, that’s it, there’s no turning back.
Dari kecik sampailah jadi bini orang, I would follow my parents to beraya rumah sedara mara, gi org kahwin etc. Sebabnya I malas nak dengar my father berleter kat my sis yg keras kepala dulu because dia ni set2 yg kalau dtg moodnya dia taknak jumpa orang, dia taknak la, paksa camna pun takkan jalannya (waaa..sekarang ni bukan main lagi dia jadi model citizen, ziarah keliling kelalang) and then my father would marah my mum yg tak dapat nak control anak katanya. So, to avoid all the gaduh2 during raya, aku la jadi pak pacak mengekor diaorg (abang I usah cakaplah kan…bila yg dianya pernah mengikut perintah, tell me?). When I got married to MG, I was all set to menurut perintah suami, kalau dia nak I ziarah 7 hari 7 malam pun akan ku turut kerana takut nak menderhaka (perggh!) tengok2 dia pun 2 kali 5 ngan aku…the only difference is that I’d rather spend my time kuak lentang in bed whereas he would ukur kaki lima OU, Ikea, Pavi, MV whatever. I sebenarnya tak pandai nak bersembang. Same like MG. So sebab tu we all liat sikit nak pi rumah sedara mara without our parents. Tak reti nak cakap apa. Nanti kang ada embarrassing silence. Kalau ada dia orang we can just plonk ourselves in the corner and smile.
Pernah sekali tu, many years ago, ada sorang uncle aku ni kononnya dah nazak kencing manis…his house was up north. My mum rang to tell me about it, I said OK, but I didn’t say I nak pi tengok. The thing is, this uncle of mine was so nasty to us because dia sakit hati ngan my mum his adik ipar. Dia set2 kawin banyak and my mum tak suka org camni and ada la voiced her displeasure. Pas tu kat we all pulak anak2 yg dia suka sindir2 bangsat. So, when he fell ill, I thought, dia ada ke takde didn’t affect me one bit. After my mum hang up the phone my dad rang and lemparkan kata2 tak sedap didengar kat telinga I ni…yg I dah lupa daratan la…tak ingat sedara mara la etc. etc. Mendidih darah i mendengarnya! But I ni tak dikurniakan tuhan dgn mulut yg pantas. I setakat tahan telinga je la but I retaliated dgn tak balik rumah berbulan2. Dgn mak I pun I jarang bercalling2 because I thought she should have stuck up for me. Tapi biasala mak2 ni bila dah tiba certain age or certain level kat kelas agama dia, dia akan iyekan je cakap lakinya. Much later, my mum told my desperate hoswipe cousin who later told me that rope2nya anak my uncle sendiri pun ada yg tak nengok bapaknya sakit, siap melancung keluar Negara lagi! Semua gara2 bapaknya masa sihat perangai ngalahkan bapak ayam so anak pun tak ambil berat masa dia sakit. And kononnya dia nazak masa tu, pas tu sihat balik, sempatlah hidup a few years lagi.
Yesterday U.Munah smsed me to ask my opinion what if she refused to go to a cousin’s daughter’s kid aqiqah. I’m the wrong person to ask because I just told her, family gatherings can sometimes be hard work. So during your off days, do you really want to be working at maintaining good behavior and remain polite all the time?? Like many family gatherings, kenkadang ada makcik tokcik sepupu sepapat yg bermulut puaka. Yg tak kahwin akan ditanya bila nak kahwin, yg tak beranak akan ditanya kenapa takde anak. Like getting anyone to marry is like beli nasi lemak senang je or beranak ni cam bukak paip keluar air. Lagipun org2 yg menanya ni bukanlah genuinely kisah sangat….Cuma saja jangan tak bercakap and as a result ada yg terkucil hati tu diaorg bukan peduli pun. Pas tu ada pulak set2 yang gemar benar bagi ulasan terkini seperti, ko ni sihat betul sekarang ye! And sihat here does not refer to the person’s medical history OK. Kalau ye pun org tu dah masuk tahap obese membimbangkan, diam je la…lagi2 set2 yg camni gemar member ulasan tatkala ramai orang so you can’t really retaliate by bagi pelempang sebijik.
Anyway, I’m just airing my grouses because come hari raya, terserlah betul kepincangan orang yg bernama Cik Kiah ni…tak tau nak bergaul ngan orang….apa2 pun, semalam I bersosial makan2 laksa Sarawak dan macam2 pudding, sedap!! Siap mintak tapaw bawak balik lagi! Sampaikan maid sms kata PIL ada kat rumah pun I tak baliklah! I lap U people!
P/S apa2 pun I nak cakap yg I tak puas hati kat sini. Maid report yg MIL puji cermin and gambar yg naik dinding rumah I sempena raya ni. Dia kata to the maid, beria2 betul Bapak (MG) bersiap utk raya kali ni. Ceh! Amat tak puas hati I. Memang la MG si ID nya (because he’s damn hard to please like all Virgo people, so I tak kosser nak bergaduh pasal nak hias rumah) tapi pemberi creditnya Cik Kiah ni!!!!! Selagi hutang tanpa dikenakan bunga itu belum dibayar…… perghhhh!
I must admit that I ni pun sebenarnya pemalu (cemana kita start kawan2 dulu ye Esah and Miss AA?). My friends are mostly my workmates and I don’t keep in touch with any of my uni or school friends kecuali to just hi hi and bye bye kalau terserempak. I’d probably have one or two yg low maintenance friends like ustazah munah tu. In fact jahatnya I that sometimes dari 10 batu dah I tau that someone looks familiar but bila tiba dekat I buat2 cam tak perasan, pura2 jawab handphone dari phantom caller ataupun kalau tak berselisih, I’d probably menyorokkan diri I dari pandangan org tu. I only have 50 friends on my pesbuk, itupun dah tinggal 48 pasal I deleted 2 yesterday pasal I rasa I tak pernah berbual dgn org tu on pesbuk and masa sekolah2 dulu I idakle berkenan sangat dgn org tu. Nearly quarter of the 48 friends that I have pun telah I Hidekan because diaorg gedik sangat….the types yg nak kentut pun nak update status to couples yg asyik ambik quiz together2 and pas tu nak publicly declare their affection for each other (sebab tu I tak tergamak jadi pesbuk friend abang I because I rasa dia pun ada ciri2 sebegitu).
Masa kecik2 dulu, my parents suka paksa2 I pergi birthday party anak2 jiran. I’d rather stay home and watch Daktari or The wonderful World of Disney ke, sampaikan my parents pernah ugut that they’d file a complaint against me kat my HM and taula kan..yg paling ditakuti bebudak baya tu is the HM. Kejam diaorg tu..I hated dressing up because I takde dresses lawa2 cam bebudak pompuan biasa pasal paling pompuan yg I pernah ada pun was tshirt and skirts. I ada sedikit allergic kepada renda2, ropol2 and zip baju kat belakang..rasa gatal je… btw, zip baju kat belakang tu sampai la ni I tak suka and kalau tailor I buat gak, nescaya I pakai sekali je la wat cukup syarat. Nyonya tu cakap kena ada zip pasal baju kurung modern tapi I masuk tak yah bukak zip pun, so boleh tak next time jangan bubuh zip? Of course ni I cakap dalam hati je la kan??
I have a problem of saying no to people and sometimes friends take advantage of me because of this. Mamat rumah tepi sungai yg pernah gila kat I dulu pun pernah take advantage of me…I went home during easter hols one year and dia kirim kat aku 30 packet berahim! Suruh aku bawak balik dari mesia just because that summer dia nak berfoya2 kat Europe and nak bawak bekal utk 30 hari (walaupun kerana chenta dia kirim poskad from each city he visited…tak pedulik! Sakit hati aku masih terasa sampai sekarang!) Imagine kan, kita balik msia pun sekali sekala mesti byk barang nak borong dari kampong and kena bawak barang org yg berkilo. Tak ke maknanya hak asasi manusia I telah dicabuli? Then sama cam encik siamang tu…when he finished his studies and nak go back for good he MADE me buy his hi fi set. I cakap I taknak, but he said, he’d still leave them with me so it’d be nice kalau I bayar la jugak (BOLEH???). Yes, I’ve wised up over the years…slightly. Itupun it’d take sometime before I’d be able to ‘sound’ the person..mesti lepas brtafakur dalam toilet 4,5kali memikirkan jawapan2 yg pedas utk persiapan diri sekirannya situasi yg sama berlaku. I must have lost a friend or 2 as a result because with me, sekali I dah meletup, that’s it, there’s no turning back.
Dari kecik sampailah jadi bini orang, I would follow my parents to beraya rumah sedara mara, gi org kahwin etc. Sebabnya I malas nak dengar my father berleter kat my sis yg keras kepala dulu because dia ni set2 yg kalau dtg moodnya dia taknak jumpa orang, dia taknak la, paksa camna pun takkan jalannya (waaa..sekarang ni bukan main lagi dia jadi model citizen, ziarah keliling kelalang) and then my father would marah my mum yg tak dapat nak control anak katanya. So, to avoid all the gaduh2 during raya, aku la jadi pak pacak mengekor diaorg (abang I usah cakaplah kan…bila yg dianya pernah mengikut perintah, tell me?). When I got married to MG, I was all set to menurut perintah suami, kalau dia nak I ziarah 7 hari 7 malam pun akan ku turut kerana takut nak menderhaka (perggh!) tengok2 dia pun 2 kali 5 ngan aku…the only difference is that I’d rather spend my time kuak lentang in bed whereas he would ukur kaki lima OU, Ikea, Pavi, MV whatever. I sebenarnya tak pandai nak bersembang. Same like MG. So sebab tu we all liat sikit nak pi rumah sedara mara without our parents. Tak reti nak cakap apa. Nanti kang ada embarrassing silence. Kalau ada dia orang we can just plonk ourselves in the corner and smile.
Pernah sekali tu, many years ago, ada sorang uncle aku ni kononnya dah nazak kencing manis…his house was up north. My mum rang to tell me about it, I said OK, but I didn’t say I nak pi tengok. The thing is, this uncle of mine was so nasty to us because dia sakit hati ngan my mum his adik ipar. Dia set2 kawin banyak and my mum tak suka org camni and ada la voiced her displeasure. Pas tu kat we all pulak anak2 yg dia suka sindir2 bangsat. So, when he fell ill, I thought, dia ada ke takde didn’t affect me one bit. After my mum hang up the phone my dad rang and lemparkan kata2 tak sedap didengar kat telinga I ni…yg I dah lupa daratan la…tak ingat sedara mara la etc. etc. Mendidih darah i mendengarnya! But I ni tak dikurniakan tuhan dgn mulut yg pantas. I setakat tahan telinga je la but I retaliated dgn tak balik rumah berbulan2. Dgn mak I pun I jarang bercalling2 because I thought she should have stuck up for me. Tapi biasala mak2 ni bila dah tiba certain age or certain level kat kelas agama dia, dia akan iyekan je cakap lakinya. Much later, my mum told my desperate hoswipe cousin who later told me that rope2nya anak my uncle sendiri pun ada yg tak nengok bapaknya sakit, siap melancung keluar Negara lagi! Semua gara2 bapaknya masa sihat perangai ngalahkan bapak ayam so anak pun tak ambil berat masa dia sakit. And kononnya dia nazak masa tu, pas tu sihat balik, sempatlah hidup a few years lagi.
Yesterday U.Munah smsed me to ask my opinion what if she refused to go to a cousin’s daughter’s kid aqiqah. I’m the wrong person to ask because I just told her, family gatherings can sometimes be hard work. So during your off days, do you really want to be working at maintaining good behavior and remain polite all the time?? Like many family gatherings, kenkadang ada makcik tokcik sepupu sepapat yg bermulut puaka. Yg tak kahwin akan ditanya bila nak kahwin, yg tak beranak akan ditanya kenapa takde anak. Like getting anyone to marry is like beli nasi lemak senang je or beranak ni cam bukak paip keluar air. Lagipun org2 yg menanya ni bukanlah genuinely kisah sangat….Cuma saja jangan tak bercakap and as a result ada yg terkucil hati tu diaorg bukan peduli pun. Pas tu ada pulak set2 yang gemar benar bagi ulasan terkini seperti, ko ni sihat betul sekarang ye! And sihat here does not refer to the person’s medical history OK. Kalau ye pun org tu dah masuk tahap obese membimbangkan, diam je la…lagi2 set2 yg camni gemar member ulasan tatkala ramai orang so you can’t really retaliate by bagi pelempang sebijik.
Anyway, I’m just airing my grouses because come hari raya, terserlah betul kepincangan orang yg bernama Cik Kiah ni…tak tau nak bergaul ngan orang….apa2 pun, semalam I bersosial makan2 laksa Sarawak dan macam2 pudding, sedap!! Siap mintak tapaw bawak balik lagi! Sampaikan maid sms kata PIL ada kat rumah pun I tak baliklah! I lap U people!
P/S apa2 pun I nak cakap yg I tak puas hati kat sini. Maid report yg MIL puji cermin and gambar yg naik dinding rumah I sempena raya ni. Dia kata to the maid, beria2 betul Bapak (MG) bersiap utk raya kali ni. Ceh! Amat tak puas hati I. Memang la MG si ID nya (because he’s damn hard to please like all Virgo people, so I tak kosser nak bergaduh pasal nak hias rumah) tapi pemberi creditnya Cik Kiah ni!!!!! Selagi hutang tanpa dikenakan bunga itu belum dibayar…… perghhhh!
Monday, October 5, 2009
Another mid-life crisis?
Why is it lepas raya kain baju kurung semua jadi senteng?
I've decided to take charge of my life...err...actually of my weight. I made a remark to my little boss last week, since kita ni suka makan, why not kita makan je but be more sports active. That got one gelak besar from her because, she also did a runner from the pilates class same as me.
But seriously...last week pi berziarah kat Kelang (MG's side) and we stumbled upon that huge JJ shopping complex. So i said to MG, jom masuk, i nak pi cari swimsuit decent. MG macam nak tergelak besar...why decent..oh well...where i live, you can't expect to lompat masuk air dgn baju yg separa decent (meaning yg tak tutup dari hujung jari tangan ke hujung jari kaki..) Apa2 yg in between nescaya akan menjolok lubang hidung org kat sini. And i am not about to bring attention to myself, kalau 36-25-36 kemungkinan jugak i akan flaunt it (exactly why tuhan tak kabul2kan permintaan i tu sampai la ni). Biarlah i flaunt my physique yg terover generous ni kat swimming pool hotel2 yg jauh dari rumah (and mak i). Obviously, even the swimsuit muslimah looked good on the mannequin...the one i chose tu idakle muslimah, masih ikut bentuk badan (gedebab ni)pasal i masih tak sanggup nak berbajukurung lycra di dalam air.
Why swimming? Because i love water...as opposed to jogging, aerobic, yoga, pilates whatever...nak pergi gym kat sini terlampau ramai jantan2 melayu (seriously..where are the women? Takkan balik kerja kena masak je kut???. So pas tu i pun googlelah nak cari kat mana public pool terdekat ngan i. Found one or two..tapi semua set2 utk serious swimmers meaning yg swim the length of the pool and takde cut across cam i selalu buat. Satu lagi ada bhgn dalam and without MG to watch over bini dia ni, cemas jugaklah i. Then i came across this kakak punya blog..memang bagus sungguh, dia bagi summary about each and every pool yg ada kat tempat ni..and the best thing is, rope2nya ada satu pool yg 4 kaki je dlmnya sepelaung je dari rumah i (where have i been all this while??) and nak dijadikan best lagi..separate male-female pool! Terjagalah ke-maluan i.
So, i will definitely start my new lifestyle tomorrow (ptuih..!. Jangan nanti semi-bajukurung (lycra) ku sudahnya dibuat main anak2 dah. I wish i could wipe that smirk off MG's face..
P/S Before raya hari tu i tak sempat buat facial or man/pedi..semua tempat penuh. So, i tension and masih nak mendamagekan purse and diri sendiri..i went to have my eyebrow trimmed. Well, i do pluck the odd ones yg tak ikut line myself usually (a ah laki i am aware of this) but kali ni nak merasa tangan pro. No, i didn't end up looking permanently surprised, infact nampak even dua2 belah (as opposed when i do it myself - i have a problem with getting things to be symmetrical. I did hope MG tak perasan because dia asyik cakap kat anak, mummy dah gila..hehe. But he noticed and what he said was even worse...'i see..(dgn muka kesian)..you sekarang ni at the age where you want to try new things ye? It's OK....' Menyampah pulak bila he tried to be understanding (condencending?) like that. Give me 'gila' anyday!
I've decided to take charge of my life...err...actually of my weight. I made a remark to my little boss last week, since kita ni suka makan, why not kita makan je but be more sports active. That got one gelak besar from her because, she also did a runner from the pilates class same as me.
But seriously...last week pi berziarah kat Kelang (MG's side) and we stumbled upon that huge JJ shopping complex. So i said to MG, jom masuk, i nak pi cari swimsuit decent. MG macam nak tergelak besar...why decent..oh well...where i live, you can't expect to lompat masuk air dgn baju yg separa decent (meaning yg tak tutup dari hujung jari tangan ke hujung jari kaki..) Apa2 yg in between nescaya akan menjolok lubang hidung org kat sini. And i am not about to bring attention to myself, kalau 36-25-36 kemungkinan jugak i akan flaunt it (exactly why tuhan tak kabul2kan permintaan i tu sampai la ni). Biarlah i flaunt my physique yg terover generous ni kat swimming pool hotel2 yg jauh dari rumah (and mak i). Obviously, even the swimsuit muslimah looked good on the mannequin...the one i chose tu idakle muslimah, masih ikut bentuk badan (gedebab ni)pasal i masih tak sanggup nak berbajukurung lycra di dalam air.
Why swimming? Because i love water...as opposed to jogging, aerobic, yoga, pilates whatever...nak pergi gym kat sini terlampau ramai jantan2 melayu (seriously..where are the women? Takkan balik kerja kena masak je kut???. So pas tu i pun googlelah nak cari kat mana public pool terdekat ngan i. Found one or two..tapi semua set2 utk serious swimmers meaning yg swim the length of the pool and takde cut across cam i selalu buat. Satu lagi ada bhgn dalam and without MG to watch over bini dia ni, cemas jugaklah i. Then i came across this kakak punya blog..memang bagus sungguh, dia bagi summary about each and every pool yg ada kat tempat ni..and the best thing is, rope2nya ada satu pool yg 4 kaki je dlmnya sepelaung je dari rumah i (where have i been all this while??) and nak dijadikan best lagi..separate male-female pool! Terjagalah ke-maluan i.
So, i will definitely start my new lifestyle tomorrow (ptuih..!. Jangan nanti semi-bajukurung (lycra) ku sudahnya dibuat main anak2 dah. I wish i could wipe that smirk off MG's face..
P/S Before raya hari tu i tak sempat buat facial or man/pedi..semua tempat penuh. So, i tension and masih nak mendamagekan purse and diri sendiri..i went to have my eyebrow trimmed. Well, i do pluck the odd ones yg tak ikut line myself usually (a ah laki i am aware of this) but kali ni nak merasa tangan pro. No, i didn't end up looking permanently surprised, infact nampak even dua2 belah (as opposed when i do it myself - i have a problem with getting things to be symmetrical. I did hope MG tak perasan because dia asyik cakap kat anak, mummy dah gila..hehe. But he noticed and what he said was even worse...'i see..(dgn muka kesian)..you sekarang ni at the age where you want to try new things ye? It's OK....' Menyampah pulak bila he tried to be understanding (condencending?) like that. Give me 'gila' anyday!
Saturday, October 3, 2009
Mengomel
On Thurs i was on my way to work and on this radio channel the topic of discussion was loan PTPTN and why org tak bayar. There was this one caller, agaknya in his 30's, dia cakap, dia punya batch was those yg tak leh bayar dgn EPF so dia kata for them takde kelebihan (or is it the word he used was pulangan?), sebab tu dia tak bayar lagi. Ek eleh! Memang melayu mudah lupa! Bila org panggil Melayu masyarakat subsidi, marah! Selama dia belajar, dapat degree, dapat kerja, takde pulangan ke tu? Dah pinjam, bayarlah! I memang sokong betul yg these loan defaulters disekat dari keluar negara...tak kisahla dizaman everyone can fly ni, biar padan muka! Talking about these loan defaulters, imagine my surprise to find my schoolmate nya nama dlm paper. Padahal dia tu sekarang ada company sendiri, mak bapak kaya and some more can be ketua pemuda lagi...(tak malu ke pi sergah2 K@rpal dulu, la ni lagi glamer nama kau masuk paper tak bayar hutang. Tsk tsk..) Ada sorang caller pompuan ni bayar for a few years, pas tu bila nak kawin dia berenti jugak pasal nak kumpul duit buat persiapan (eh, boleh ke cenggini?) and sekarang ni dia heran kenapa dia kena blacklist..???
Kalau dah terang2an kena tangkap khalwat pun boleh mengaku tak bersalah lagi ke? But it does make a change that kali ni the man pulak yg left ternganga dgn bunga dan cake when he saw the wife with another man. Kalau tak asik pompuan je yg terjumpa receipt bunga dlm poketlah, sms sumbang dlm handphone lakinya lah etc.
Ya ke ex-wife ustaz rebonding was married before and left the husband for that man? If betul memang what goes around comes around la kan....
Satu lagi pasal Pasah Sandak...cepat le kalau betul nak kawin dah. Reveal je la sapa jantan tu..dulu cakap dia takde apa2 dgn duda beranak satu tu..tapi kalau takde angin takkan pokok boleh bergoyang...yg duda beranak satu tu pun satu hal jugak! Ex-wife main punya comel lote etc. tapi masih jugak cannot control that thing in his trousers..
I so need a DatoK to restore my faith in man...(pssst...Karamsinghwalia dah dato ke belum?)
Kalau dah terang2an kena tangkap khalwat pun boleh mengaku tak bersalah lagi ke? But it does make a change that kali ni the man pulak yg left ternganga dgn bunga dan cake when he saw the wife with another man. Kalau tak asik pompuan je yg terjumpa receipt bunga dlm poketlah, sms sumbang dlm handphone lakinya lah etc.
Ya ke ex-wife ustaz rebonding was married before and left the husband for that man? If betul memang what goes around comes around la kan....
Satu lagi pasal Pasah Sandak...cepat le kalau betul nak kawin dah. Reveal je la sapa jantan tu..dulu cakap dia takde apa2 dgn duda beranak satu tu..tapi kalau takde angin takkan pokok boleh bergoyang...yg duda beranak satu tu pun satu hal jugak! Ex-wife main punya comel lote etc. tapi masih jugak cannot control that thing in his trousers..
I so need a DatoK to restore my faith in man...(pssst...Karamsinghwalia dah dato ke belum?)
Monday, September 28, 2009
Update bukan telenovela
Hello. How was your Raya? Mine was OK..first raya as usual kat PIL, then baru balik Perak. Tiada unsur2 kena buli di sini, memang for years ever since kahwin, the pattern has been like that. Ada sekali tu we decided to beraya with my parents first but then terlajak sampai 3, 4 hari raya baru terbit kat my PIL. Soooo bad!! So after that nemind la, raya with inlaws then can lama2 in Perak muahahaha!
Sib baik my sis pun tukar plan dia and raya sama2 because she's the chef. Kalau harapkan i masak utk org datang..aiyo! From when we were younger, she'd been the one yg masak and i'd be the one to kemas rumah. Bab2 kemas rumah ni dia kurang sikit but there will always be food on the table. Well now, i have the maid to kemas rumah and still no food on the table haha...
Btw, i dah berjejak kasih dgn Ustazah Munah dah...yay! Went to her parents' house masa i balik kampung haritu to visit her. Lama i tak jumpa dia tau! Dari masa baby X tak wujud dalam perut lagi and now she's already 16 months..
Bro and sis in law pun ada...rupa2nya SIL's mum nak buat jugak wedding reception next month. Pas tu my father pun decided, eh, we all pun nak buatlah! Amboi! Tak habis2 kahwin depa ni ngalahkan anak raja. Nak katakan masih muda tu, tak jugak (he's obviously older than me)tapi tak habis2 sambut. Bertunang pun dah grand, pas tu lepas nikah my parents sambut kat restaurant with their close friends, then my bro threw that bbq thingy and now ada dua lagi? Obviously ada sifat2 mata hijau di sini because during my time, satu weekend je dah habis segala sambutan, there was no tunang and masa merisik i dok dapur kacau lauk and no tangkap2 gambar disarungkan cincin, boleh??? Anyway, i ditugaskan (sekali lagi)utk menyiapkan hantaran...
I have succumbed to temptation...curiosity got the better of me. After sedozen emails and smses the siamang sent me requesting to be added as pesbuk fren, i relented...i terus je pi tengok gambar2 beautiful people..hmm...bini baru dia memang lawa, kecik molek...i'm so not worthy (although bini RNazrin lagi lawa Esah). But then i told myself to rise above all that (cewah..cakap cam bagus je)...i terfikir mesti ada something yg takde pada present bini, former bini and ex2 yg lain that dia masih kemaruk nak berhubungan (bukan membuat perhubungan ye) dengan i. But i warned him to behave on pesbuk, jangan nak merapu2. I'll give him another 1-2 weeks before i take action - gedik sangat dia ni uols on pesbuk! Sikit2 nak update, nak makan pun nak update, nak balik rumah pun nak update..kalau boleh kentut kencing semua nak bagitau orang. Tak larat gue! Lepas tu asyik nak terasa bila orang guna perkataan 'kasar' sikit...(i panggil dia sewel and that made him so terasa)..so Esah, kalau i cam dia, takde can nya you nak panggil i pook, poon, cilakak segala tau!
Went to watch the ugly truth with MG yesterday. Kira cam date la walaupun susah benor si MG tu nak lepaskan diri dari Little D (i dah pergi dulu naik keta lain kononnya mummy pergi work)...the last time we watched a film together was masa little D dalam perut lagi! MG duk tengok wayang peluk tubuh sejuk cam ikan tuna kat pasar Jepun. Dia takut i raba2 dia hehe.
OK la, nak pi sambung baca buku. Cite telenovela kang baru i sambung semula..
Sib baik my sis pun tukar plan dia and raya sama2 because she's the chef. Kalau harapkan i masak utk org datang..aiyo! From when we were younger, she'd been the one yg masak and i'd be the one to kemas rumah. Bab2 kemas rumah ni dia kurang sikit but there will always be food on the table. Well now, i have the maid to kemas rumah and still no food on the table haha...
Btw, i dah berjejak kasih dgn Ustazah Munah dah...yay! Went to her parents' house masa i balik kampung haritu to visit her. Lama i tak jumpa dia tau! Dari masa baby X tak wujud dalam perut lagi and now she's already 16 months..
Bro and sis in law pun ada...rupa2nya SIL's mum nak buat jugak wedding reception next month. Pas tu my father pun decided, eh, we all pun nak buatlah! Amboi! Tak habis2 kahwin depa ni ngalahkan anak raja. Nak katakan masih muda tu, tak jugak (he's obviously older than me)tapi tak habis2 sambut. Bertunang pun dah grand, pas tu lepas nikah my parents sambut kat restaurant with their close friends, then my bro threw that bbq thingy and now ada dua lagi? Obviously ada sifat2 mata hijau di sini because during my time, satu weekend je dah habis segala sambutan, there was no tunang and masa merisik i dok dapur kacau lauk and no tangkap2 gambar disarungkan cincin, boleh??? Anyway, i ditugaskan (sekali lagi)utk menyiapkan hantaran...
I have succumbed to temptation...curiosity got the better of me. After sedozen emails and smses the siamang sent me requesting to be added as pesbuk fren, i relented...i terus je pi tengok gambar2 beautiful people..hmm...bini baru dia memang lawa, kecik molek...i'm so not worthy (although bini RNazrin lagi lawa Esah). But then i told myself to rise above all that (cewah..cakap cam bagus je)...i terfikir mesti ada something yg takde pada present bini, former bini and ex2 yg lain that dia masih kemaruk nak berhubungan (bukan membuat perhubungan ye) dengan i. But i warned him to behave on pesbuk, jangan nak merapu2. I'll give him another 1-2 weeks before i take action - gedik sangat dia ni uols on pesbuk! Sikit2 nak update, nak makan pun nak update, nak balik rumah pun nak update..kalau boleh kentut kencing semua nak bagitau orang. Tak larat gue! Lepas tu asyik nak terasa bila orang guna perkataan 'kasar' sikit...(i panggil dia sewel and that made him so terasa)..so Esah, kalau i cam dia, takde can nya you nak panggil i pook, poon, cilakak segala tau!
Went to watch the ugly truth with MG yesterday. Kira cam date la walaupun susah benor si MG tu nak lepaskan diri dari Little D (i dah pergi dulu naik keta lain kononnya mummy pergi work)...the last time we watched a film together was masa little D dalam perut lagi! MG duk tengok wayang peluk tubuh sejuk cam ikan tuna kat pasar Jepun. Dia takut i raba2 dia hehe.
OK la, nak pi sambung baca buku. Cite telenovela kang baru i sambung semula..
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Sperma ku sperma mu
Selamat Hari Raya Maaf Zahir dan Batin.
Really should try to finish the telenovela tapi takde mood la pulak. Try to imagine this: You want to climb a mountain. You are scared tapi nak jugak climb, nekad la kiranya. But climbing a mountain is not cheap...need to buy all those equipment..yes, need money, so you kumpul sikit2 duit. May take you some years.. You even have to build up yor stamina, kan? Bila you dah ready everything, mentally, physically and financially, you pun pi la nak climb tetiba tengok, laaaaa....mountain pun dah takde..kiranya dah kena tarah buat project perumahan.That's how i felt this afternoon. I wanted to do lasik eye treatment...dah bertahun2 i simpan cita2 ni dan duit. I was told to lay off my contact lenses for 3 weeks prior to the eye test. I pun buatlah dgn berat hati (imagine tak vogue selama 3 minggu) sempena bulan ramadhan yg tak banyak aktiviti sosial ni i ambik kesempatan. So this afternoon i went to the eye/vision whatever centre. Lepas peksa tup tup resultnya? My power is too high and my cornea is borderline thin so no can do. Tak ke i kecewa sangat2??? I was told kalau lagi 2,3 tahun ada new development, they'll inform me. There goes my impian to be a specky/mole no more. So duit yg dah berkumpul tu nak wat apa?? Beli mas? Dah tak larat dah..(ceh bongkak!) Nak berjalan? Can't take time off from study. Simpan utk anak2 or hari tua?? Nehhhh! Kalau i mati awal, tak merasa...i think i'm going to go have a boob job. I kid you not.
Ni mengenai somebody ni. Dekat sedozen sms and email mintak i add dia as friend kat pesbuk. OK la, hati i masih sakit (forever sakit where he is concerned)...also tak mo la nanti pesbuk i jadi tempat perkumpulan ex2 boipren kan? But i did the unthinkable uols!!!! I pi mengoogle!!! No, tak hingin i nak google dia, i pi google bini baru dia! And i found out that she's expecting....(amboi! Tak buang masa langsung, kan??) I sentap...i know i'm irrational but mungkin some women out there may understand. I kawin dulu, pas tu dia kawin (1st marriage) but dia dapat anak dulu (cam bunting pelamin uols!). Pas tu sibuk nak tunjuk empathy kat i yg tak beranak2 ni. Then after some time, OK la, even balik, i dapat little D..ooo..pas tu i menang pasal i dapat BabyX and he stayed at one (also menang in the sense that i maintain sekali kawin..ahak!). Pas tu dia kawin lagi (fair enough)...but for his wife to get pregnant so soon like the last time? Boleh tak jangan nak menayang cam sperma awak tu powerful sangat??? (eh, dia tayang ke??).
OK la, cau cincau dulu...i nak pi naik atas, cari MG dan buktikan spermanya pun tak kurang powerful jugak.
Really should try to finish the telenovela tapi takde mood la pulak. Try to imagine this: You want to climb a mountain. You are scared tapi nak jugak climb, nekad la kiranya. But climbing a mountain is not cheap...need to buy all those equipment..yes, need money, so you kumpul sikit2 duit. May take you some years.. You even have to build up yor stamina, kan? Bila you dah ready everything, mentally, physically and financially, you pun pi la nak climb tetiba tengok, laaaaa....mountain pun dah takde..kiranya dah kena tarah buat project perumahan.That's how i felt this afternoon. I wanted to do lasik eye treatment...dah bertahun2 i simpan cita2 ni dan duit. I was told to lay off my contact lenses for 3 weeks prior to the eye test. I pun buatlah dgn berat hati (imagine tak vogue selama 3 minggu) sempena bulan ramadhan yg tak banyak aktiviti sosial ni i ambik kesempatan. So this afternoon i went to the eye/vision whatever centre. Lepas peksa tup tup resultnya? My power is too high and my cornea is borderline thin so no can do. Tak ke i kecewa sangat2??? I was told kalau lagi 2,3 tahun ada new development, they'll inform me. There goes my impian to be a specky/mole no more. So duit yg dah berkumpul tu nak wat apa?? Beli mas? Dah tak larat dah..(ceh bongkak!) Nak berjalan? Can't take time off from study. Simpan utk anak2 or hari tua?? Nehhhh! Kalau i mati awal, tak merasa...i think i'm going to go have a boob job. I kid you not.
Ni mengenai somebody ni. Dekat sedozen sms and email mintak i add dia as friend kat pesbuk. OK la, hati i masih sakit (forever sakit where he is concerned)...also tak mo la nanti pesbuk i jadi tempat perkumpulan ex2 boipren kan? But i did the unthinkable uols!!!! I pi mengoogle!!! No, tak hingin i nak google dia, i pi google bini baru dia! And i found out that she's expecting....(amboi! Tak buang masa langsung, kan??) I sentap...i know i'm irrational but mungkin some women out there may understand. I kawin dulu, pas tu dia kawin (1st marriage) but dia dapat anak dulu (cam bunting pelamin uols!). Pas tu sibuk nak tunjuk empathy kat i yg tak beranak2 ni. Then after some time, OK la, even balik, i dapat little D..ooo..pas tu i menang pasal i dapat BabyX and he stayed at one (also menang in the sense that i maintain sekali kawin..ahak!). Pas tu dia kawin lagi (fair enough)...but for his wife to get pregnant so soon like the last time? Boleh tak jangan nak menayang cam sperma awak tu powerful sangat??? (eh, dia tayang ke??).
OK la, cau cincau dulu...i nak pi naik atas, cari MG dan buktikan spermanya pun tak kurang powerful jugak.
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Telenovela episod 4
Oh jangan gusar tuan puan...telenovela ini tidak lama lagi akan tamat. In fact seperti cite Dallas, Dynasty atau Superman, bila dah meleret2, skrip pun jadi merepek2....rating musti turunnya lepas ni. Mestikah i perkenalkan hero atau villain yang baru? Kita saksikan sebentar nanti...
Anyway, hati berdebub debab...selepas membaca email pagi tu, satu hari CK tak dapat nak concentrate..apa dia? G (mat saleh yg dok kat London sinun) nak datang melawat saya hari minggu nanti..alamak! OKlah, kami telah bersahabat lebig daripada 6 bulan. Setiap hari ada saja kami berbalas2 email menceritakan apa yang berlaku kepada diri masing2...kenkadang saya heran..fair enough hidup saya di sana tu memang membosankan..takde aktiviti2 yg bernas dan menghiburkan yg saya boleh lakukan. Saya selalu tertanya2, G pulak apasal nak dok melayan persahabatan siber? Dia tak pergi ke pub hari2 atau takde ke dia gofren? Dengar cerita macam takde tapi tak taulah kan? In fact semasa saya di mesia tempoh hari pun saya berusaha perhi ke cyber cafe utk mengutuskan email kepadanya..tapi menggunakan cyber cafe kat kampung saya tu memang macam sial je. Bayar ikut jam tapi dlm satu jam nak hantar satu email pun kucing sempat beranak lagi uols! Hang nak mampus! Idakle saya buat kerja tu hari2 sehinggakan G akan merungut2 kerana jarang mendapat khabar berita dari saya. Setelah berfikir satu hari tu, saya pun membalas email G. Saya cakap, sorry, saya tak boleh jumpa awak minggu ni. Saya ada hal. Tapi minggu depan saya free..
Hehe...takkan la saya nak bersembunyi sampai bila2 kan? Saya perlukan satu minggu utk psyche myself up. Harap2 satu minggu cukup utk saya kurangkan berat badan saya sebanyak 500auns (ini memang salah satu penyakit saya. Bila nak jumpa orang, balik kampung ke, saya lebih risaukan berat badan padahal as if it makes any difference!) dan fikirkan tentang aktiviti yg patut kami lakukan nanti dan juga menu utk saya memasak. Ye la...takkan nak bagi si mamat tu makan ayam panggang and telur goreng ketuhar gelombang je..
Oh ye, saya masih lagi bersahabatn dgn MH macam biasa bak LindaOnn dgn Fahrin dulu..selalu dilihat bersama tapi eh kami takde apa2, kami cuma kawan je! Tapi (ni cerita selingan) ada la mulut besar sorang dari kawan kami dari TamilNadu ni telah menaburkan pitnah konon2nya saya dan MH membuat hubungan sulit. Sibuk dia menjaja cerita kami di common room and beyond. Saya tak sempat nak sepak muka tembam bermisaikan MGR tu kerana MH cakap, biarkan je la, dia budak2lagi tu. FYI, mamat TamilNadu ni duduk satu asrama dgn MH, memang dulu mereka selalu berdua akan tetapi persahabatan itu terhenti bukan kerana saya tetapi kerana bau badannya yg busuk mengalahkan bedak sejuk masa diperam uols!! Tak tipu! Nasib baiklah saya tak pernah satu kumpulan tutorial dgn dia kerana uols bayangkan la..dah la kat sana tu ventilation tak bagus..mana dapat udara segar? Rata2 yg satu kumpulan dgn dia akan pening2 lalat lepas satu jam and kalau ada budak mesia, diaorg akan tenyeh le minyak cak kapak kat segala lubang deria yg ada. Walaupun bulan puasa dan cerita ni dah lama berlalu (dan saja saya nak panjangkan lagi telenovela ini)saya akan umpat dia sekarang. Pernah sekali masa cuti mamat TN tu datang ke mesia, dan dia boleh samakan KL dgn tempat dia...whatttt? Delusional ke hapa??? Dan dia cakap, CK marilah lawat tempat saya, awak akan rasa bebas, tak payah pakai tudung kerana tak siapa yg akan paksa awak. Saya pun cakap, tak siapa paksa saya, ini adalah kemahuan saya. Tapi jantan busuk tu cakap dia pernah jumpa org mesia kat negara dia yg cakap eh, seronoknya kat sini. They don't make you wear the tudung. Menyampah saya mendengar cerita dongengnya itu.
Oleh kerana G nak datang tak lama lagi, saya pun kena aturkan jadual saya. Saya cakap dgn MH, hari minggu ni sorrylah ye, saya ada kawan dtg, kita tak boleh tengok Blind Date sama2 (sad betul kitaorg kan?). Dia OK je..kan kami cuma kawan tapi mesra?
Hati saya memang berdebar2 nak jumpa G. Masing2 dah tengok gambar each other. Dia berfikiran terbuka dgn ketrampilan muslimah saya yg manis dan ayu (ptuihh) dan saya erk...menerima kekurangan rambutnya?? Ada seperkara lagi yang saya tak tau camna nak tackle...kat mana mat G nak tidur? Adakah dia jangka....puas saya tanya kengkawan saya keliling kelalang mengenai protokol mat saleh ni. Utk jalan selamat kawan saya minah saleh ni cakap, apa kata awak tanya je dia terus terang?? Saya pun tanya, mmmm...nanti awak nak tidur kat mana ye? Adalah bilik flatmate saya ni, dianya takde hari minggu nanti....Si G cakap, eh, awak tak perlu risau! Saya akan uruskan sendiri penginapan saya..saya baru nak tepon katil dan sarapan kat tempat awak. Fuhh! Lega Cik Kiah!
Hari yang ditunggu2 tiba. Saya masak pasta to be safe. G datang naik keretapi (favourite kenderaan depa kat sana) dan tengahari je dah tercegat dia kat asrama saya. Oh mat saleh ni..punctual sungguh! Memang awkward betul....nak shake hand je ke, nak kiss pipi ke?? Dia pun tunggu cue dari kita..last2 buat cium angin lekat pipi (whatever la, donno how to explain). Walaupun belum pernah berjumpa, bersembang macam kawan lama. Agaknya pasal kitaorg memang selalu bersembang albeit on cyber. Setelah saya beri dia makan kenyang2, hmmmm..kemana kita ye? Biasalah kan bila dah masuk musim luruh...cepat je hari dah gelap. Kami pun decide masuk bilik je...
Hehe...of course tak! Saya ni bukanlah pompuan murahan (walaupun laki saya selalu cakap saya ni suka jual lambak. Apa y terlambak pun tak tau la). Memandangkan nak pi sightseeing pun dah gelap, window shopping apatah lagi...apa yg ada kat tempat dia ada di tempat saya, so, kitaorg pi tengok wayang. Cite Jurassic Park 3 yg dah kedua kali saya tengok. Berkongsi Nachos dan Cheese di panggung wayang (Cik Kiah tension jugak pasal CK memang gemar sangatkan nachos tu kalau boleh taknak share..dia taknak makan katanya tapi last2 share. Ceh! Ya tuan puan tiada elemen romantika langsung di situ).
Lepas wayang kami berjalan kaki balik ke asrama. Saya hidangkannya masakan ala cina duck orange, sweet n sour spare ribs dan nasi goreng cina. Sudah tentu saya tak memasaknya! Ada chinese take away Paki punya kat belakang asrama saya. Kami tengok Blind Date bersama2 flatmate saya yg lain. Lepas tu coffee dan sembang2. Hmmm..kalau anda semua harapkan sesuatu yg romantik berlaku, takde apa2 pun sebenarnya...kalau ada mungkin sekarang ni saya dah ada anak berambut perang dan bermata biru haha! Lepas tu dia pun berjalan pulang ke rumah tumpangannya.
Keesokan harinya saya bawak dia ke muzium dan jalan2 kat pekan kut..tak ingat dah. Kami makan tengahari lepas tu saya bye bye dia naik keretapi. Hari minggu yang singkat tapi bila dikenangkan semula memang memori yg pleasant. Dia balik je saya terus tido tak hingat donia. Penat wooo melayan org ni..kena tak berhenti2 bercakap.
Musim luruh menghilangkan diri dan musim sejuk tiba. Bila tiba musim sejuk, saya selalu jadi cranky. Agaknya pasal tak dapat cukup matahari kut. Saya dan G masih berbalas2 email. G menjemput saya datang ke London pula..tapi saya beri alasan yg saya sentiasa sibuk. Tapi yg ianya, mahal la tiket ketapi. Saya pernah datang ke london melawat kegkawan saya tapi saya tak beritahu dia kerana hmm...saya tak kosser sebenarnya.
Suatu hari (lagi), di celah2 cuaca yg muram dan seperti biasanya bila nak balik ke asrama, saya singgah dahulu kat comp lab. Utk mengirimkan email harian kepada G tetapi kedatangan satu email yg lain mendeba-debarkan hati saya...
OK uols...i nak pi bukak pose ngan kengkawan i hari ni, so ni nak pi bersiap. Jangan keriau2, stay tune!
(amboi! Captain! Kemain lagi bagi2 arahan ye! sentapppp!)
Anyway, hati berdebub debab...selepas membaca email pagi tu, satu hari CK tak dapat nak concentrate..apa dia? G (mat saleh yg dok kat London sinun) nak datang melawat saya hari minggu nanti..alamak! OKlah, kami telah bersahabat lebig daripada 6 bulan. Setiap hari ada saja kami berbalas2 email menceritakan apa yang berlaku kepada diri masing2...kenkadang saya heran..fair enough hidup saya di sana tu memang membosankan..takde aktiviti2 yg bernas dan menghiburkan yg saya boleh lakukan. Saya selalu tertanya2, G pulak apasal nak dok melayan persahabatan siber? Dia tak pergi ke pub hari2 atau takde ke dia gofren? Dengar cerita macam takde tapi tak taulah kan? In fact semasa saya di mesia tempoh hari pun saya berusaha perhi ke cyber cafe utk mengutuskan email kepadanya..tapi menggunakan cyber cafe kat kampung saya tu memang macam sial je. Bayar ikut jam tapi dlm satu jam nak hantar satu email pun kucing sempat beranak lagi uols! Hang nak mampus! Idakle saya buat kerja tu hari2 sehinggakan G akan merungut2 kerana jarang mendapat khabar berita dari saya. Setelah berfikir satu hari tu, saya pun membalas email G. Saya cakap, sorry, saya tak boleh jumpa awak minggu ni. Saya ada hal. Tapi minggu depan saya free..
Hehe...takkan la saya nak bersembunyi sampai bila2 kan? Saya perlukan satu minggu utk psyche myself up. Harap2 satu minggu cukup utk saya kurangkan berat badan saya sebanyak 500auns (ini memang salah satu penyakit saya. Bila nak jumpa orang, balik kampung ke, saya lebih risaukan berat badan padahal as if it makes any difference!) dan fikirkan tentang aktiviti yg patut kami lakukan nanti dan juga menu utk saya memasak. Ye la...takkan nak bagi si mamat tu makan ayam panggang and telur goreng ketuhar gelombang je..
Oh ye, saya masih lagi bersahabatn dgn MH macam biasa bak LindaOnn dgn Fahrin dulu..selalu dilihat bersama tapi eh kami takde apa2, kami cuma kawan je! Tapi (ni cerita selingan) ada la mulut besar sorang dari kawan kami dari TamilNadu ni telah menaburkan pitnah konon2nya saya dan MH membuat hubungan sulit. Sibuk dia menjaja cerita kami di common room and beyond. Saya tak sempat nak sepak muka tembam bermisaikan MGR tu kerana MH cakap, biarkan je la, dia budak2lagi tu. FYI, mamat TamilNadu ni duduk satu asrama dgn MH, memang dulu mereka selalu berdua akan tetapi persahabatan itu terhenti bukan kerana saya tetapi kerana bau badannya yg busuk mengalahkan bedak sejuk masa diperam uols!! Tak tipu! Nasib baiklah saya tak pernah satu kumpulan tutorial dgn dia kerana uols bayangkan la..dah la kat sana tu ventilation tak bagus..mana dapat udara segar? Rata2 yg satu kumpulan dgn dia akan pening2 lalat lepas satu jam and kalau ada budak mesia, diaorg akan tenyeh le minyak cak kapak kat segala lubang deria yg ada. Walaupun bulan puasa dan cerita ni dah lama berlalu (dan saja saya nak panjangkan lagi telenovela ini)saya akan umpat dia sekarang. Pernah sekali masa cuti mamat TN tu datang ke mesia, dan dia boleh samakan KL dgn tempat dia...whatttt? Delusional ke hapa??? Dan dia cakap, CK marilah lawat tempat saya, awak akan rasa bebas, tak payah pakai tudung kerana tak siapa yg akan paksa awak. Saya pun cakap, tak siapa paksa saya, ini adalah kemahuan saya. Tapi jantan busuk tu cakap dia pernah jumpa org mesia kat negara dia yg cakap eh, seronoknya kat sini. They don't make you wear the tudung. Menyampah saya mendengar cerita dongengnya itu.
Oleh kerana G nak datang tak lama lagi, saya pun kena aturkan jadual saya. Saya cakap dgn MH, hari minggu ni sorrylah ye, saya ada kawan dtg, kita tak boleh tengok Blind Date sama2 (sad betul kitaorg kan?). Dia OK je..kan kami cuma kawan tapi mesra?
Hati saya memang berdebar2 nak jumpa G. Masing2 dah tengok gambar each other. Dia berfikiran terbuka dgn ketrampilan muslimah saya yg manis dan ayu (ptuihh) dan saya erk...menerima kekurangan rambutnya?? Ada seperkara lagi yang saya tak tau camna nak tackle...kat mana mat G nak tidur? Adakah dia jangka....puas saya tanya kengkawan saya keliling kelalang mengenai protokol mat saleh ni. Utk jalan selamat kawan saya minah saleh ni cakap, apa kata awak tanya je dia terus terang?? Saya pun tanya, mmmm...nanti awak nak tidur kat mana ye? Adalah bilik flatmate saya ni, dianya takde hari minggu nanti....Si G cakap, eh, awak tak perlu risau! Saya akan uruskan sendiri penginapan saya..saya baru nak tepon katil dan sarapan kat tempat awak. Fuhh! Lega Cik Kiah!
Hari yang ditunggu2 tiba. Saya masak pasta to be safe. G datang naik keretapi (favourite kenderaan depa kat sana) dan tengahari je dah tercegat dia kat asrama saya. Oh mat saleh ni..punctual sungguh! Memang awkward betul....nak shake hand je ke, nak kiss pipi ke?? Dia pun tunggu cue dari kita..last2 buat cium angin lekat pipi (whatever la, donno how to explain). Walaupun belum pernah berjumpa, bersembang macam kawan lama. Agaknya pasal kitaorg memang selalu bersembang albeit on cyber. Setelah saya beri dia makan kenyang2, hmmmm..kemana kita ye? Biasalah kan bila dah masuk musim luruh...cepat je hari dah gelap. Kami pun decide masuk bilik je...
Hehe...of course tak! Saya ni bukanlah pompuan murahan (walaupun laki saya selalu cakap saya ni suka jual lambak. Apa y terlambak pun tak tau la). Memandangkan nak pi sightseeing pun dah gelap, window shopping apatah lagi...apa yg ada kat tempat dia ada di tempat saya, so, kitaorg pi tengok wayang. Cite Jurassic Park 3 yg dah kedua kali saya tengok. Berkongsi Nachos dan Cheese di panggung wayang (Cik Kiah tension jugak pasal CK memang gemar sangatkan nachos tu kalau boleh taknak share..dia taknak makan katanya tapi last2 share. Ceh! Ya tuan puan tiada elemen romantika langsung di situ).
Lepas wayang kami berjalan kaki balik ke asrama. Saya hidangkannya masakan ala cina duck orange, sweet n sour spare ribs dan nasi goreng cina. Sudah tentu saya tak memasaknya! Ada chinese take away Paki punya kat belakang asrama saya. Kami tengok Blind Date bersama2 flatmate saya yg lain. Lepas tu coffee dan sembang2. Hmmm..kalau anda semua harapkan sesuatu yg romantik berlaku, takde apa2 pun sebenarnya...kalau ada mungkin sekarang ni saya dah ada anak berambut perang dan bermata biru haha! Lepas tu dia pun berjalan pulang ke rumah tumpangannya.
Keesokan harinya saya bawak dia ke muzium dan jalan2 kat pekan kut..tak ingat dah. Kami makan tengahari lepas tu saya bye bye dia naik keretapi. Hari minggu yang singkat tapi bila dikenangkan semula memang memori yg pleasant. Dia balik je saya terus tido tak hingat donia. Penat wooo melayan org ni..kena tak berhenti2 bercakap.
Musim luruh menghilangkan diri dan musim sejuk tiba. Bila tiba musim sejuk, saya selalu jadi cranky. Agaknya pasal tak dapat cukup matahari kut. Saya dan G masih berbalas2 email. G menjemput saya datang ke London pula..tapi saya beri alasan yg saya sentiasa sibuk. Tapi yg ianya, mahal la tiket ketapi. Saya pernah datang ke london melawat kegkawan saya tapi saya tak beritahu dia kerana hmm...saya tak kosser sebenarnya.
Suatu hari (lagi), di celah2 cuaca yg muram dan seperti biasanya bila nak balik ke asrama, saya singgah dahulu kat comp lab. Utk mengirimkan email harian kepada G tetapi kedatangan satu email yg lain mendeba-debarkan hati saya...
OK uols...i nak pi bukak pose ngan kengkawan i hari ni, so ni nak pi bersiap. Jangan keriau2, stay tune!
(amboi! Captain! Kemain lagi bagi2 arahan ye! sentapppp!)
Telenovela episod 3
Amboi..! Kemain lagi korang2 yg mintak2 telenovela itu diteruskan. Cam la Cik Kiah ni takde kerja lain (selain dpd tengok astro, membuta dan…OK itu dua je la perkara ruji). I ada literature review nak buat OK…my supervisor pun idakle sekejam uols yg mintak I menulis 2, 3 bab(ak) dalam satu minggu. Whatever it is, starting raya weekend I stop sekejap, OK? Nak pi masak rendang. Anyway, where were we? (Nampak gaya I teruskan jugak drama bersiri ni because I have a tendency bila stop, stop langusng…nanti kang tak dapat I walker’s crisps and cekelat dari org ittew).
(tetiba je bila berdrama ni I kena angin nak tulis dlm bahasa ibunda pulak…cam buang tebiat. Let me get into the right mode).
Sementara saya dan MH memerhatikan kocakan air di tasik (dan saya berangan2 cam saya ni JuliaRoberts dlm My best friend’s wedding yg tengah scene atas bot tu), MH pun mengemukakan saya satu soalan.
MH, awak tau ke apa nak buat kalau org jatuh dlm air?
CK, panggil ambulans. Sementara tu balut org tu dengan selimut.
MH, mana nak cari selimut? Katalah macam sekarang, kalau awak jatuh dlm air…tau tak yg sepatutnya awak dibolenkan (bogel kata org perak) dan saya kena kongsi panas badan saya dgn awak? (I’m trying to word this very carefully so that it doesn’t sound obscene because it wasn’t…more like si MH ni nak hit on me cara saintifik)
CK, no way, kalau awak buat begitu, saya akan sepak awak punya u know what..
(Ceh! Dia ingat I ni ValKilmer dalam the saint ke, and he’s my ElisabethShue?….my god! I’ve to stop quoting all these movies…Nampak sangat yg my head is permanently in the clouds asyik tengok cite romantic yg sama berpuluh kali)
Saya terus terdiam dan mula berfikir….. haiiii….mamat ni ada apa2 ke? Yg selama ni kami (saya, mak angkat dan dia) selalu berjalan sama –sama balik ke asrama (pasal asramanya pun berdekatan)…kat common room selalu bersembang-sembang…Seterusnya, kami berjalan-jalan menghirup udara segar, makan tengahari di pub dan bersembang-sembang macam biasa. Takde siapalah nak membolenkan sesiapa. Sudah tentu hati saya melonjak-lonjak, tak sabar nak balik semula ke asrama dan berjumpa dgn ‘makpak angkat’ saya dan perkabarkan cerita sensasi yang weird tapi flattering itu.
Baru saya nak bukak mulut, pak angkat saya telah bertanya…tadi MH ngorat awak ke? Saya kata, eh, mana awak tahu? Mereka cakap, mereka lama dah syak perkara ni pasal si jantan tu suka sangat nak meleser dekat saya…but sudah tentulah saya tak pernah sorang2…sentiasa ditemani oleh mak angkat bak dara pingitan (ptuihh). Haa sekali saya keluar Bandar sorang2, terus je si MH tu ayat saya…jantan! Walaupun ayat mengayatnya cukuplah unik…
Oh tidak tuan puan….kami tidak memulakan hubungan yang tidak bermoral…cukup sekadar pi jalan-jalan (saya heran la napa dia ni tak slim2…walaupun suka berjalan…apa omputih cakap? Rambling??), tengok wayang dan makan ayam goreng kat DixyChick (ko ado Esah?) Saya yang kureng sikit bab berjalan2 ni pun ikut jugaklah walaupun dalam hati menyumpah2. Memang dalam hati sentiasa tertanya2…ish..takkan la kut pehubungan ini boleh ke satu tahap lagi? Saya Muslim, dia pergi gereja setiap hari Ahad. Saya nak balik dok Mesia jumpa makpak dan dia tak sabar2 nak balik negaranya menjaga lembu2nya dan bertani secara moden. Apsal ngaji pandai2 sampai juling bijik mata tengok mikroskop pas tu nak bela lembu je, saya pun tak tau la. Kalau paling nak kompromi pun dok kat Negara benggali putih ni je la (amboi, belum apa2 dah fikir nak menetap kat mana…sib baik tak pikir pasal nama anak ke).
Sebagai anak mak yang solehah, saya memang tak pernah merahsiakan apa2 dari mak saya. Cemas jugaklah mak saya ketika itu takut dapat cucu yang rambut bergulung 7 keturunan tak hilang. MH walaupun tak sedap mata memandang, namun dia …..pandai…saya ni memang lemah sikit dgn lelaki yang otak bergeliga. Satu lagi, dia memang kelakar. Tak pernah la pulak dia ajak saya kahwin atau cakap I lap u u lap me…hakikat yang sebenarnya, kami masing2 cuma nak mengisi masa lapang saja. Tapi sebagai seorang perempuan, kita ni kan kompleks sikit…suka nak berfikir2 pasal masa depan what if..padahal si jantan take it easy, one day at a time…nanti di penghujung cerita mengenai MH ni, terserlah sungguh perbezaan antara Mars and Venus..(kena la sabor sikit CaptainLukmang oi..takleh la nak lompat2 episode lak..).
Hari berganti hari, bulan berganti bulan…dah tiba musim panas. Hati ini pun melonjak-lonjak nak pulang ke tanahair. Kiranya sedikit sebanyak telah terubat jugalah hati yang telah luka ini…langsung tak terfikir utk menjejaki siamang itu sebabnya………kalau saya berhenti cerita ini di sini, saya risau nanti saya langsung tak dapat ole2 daripada you know who..mata ini sangatlah mengantuknya…
Sebabnya, saya telah mengatur segala aktiviti saya di mesia…berjumpa ustazah munah, kengkawan seofis dan…..berjumpa kali pertama dgn jejaka yang melonjak2 nak berjumpa dgn saya..Ceritanya anda semua boleh baca di sini, tak kosser nak ulang balik semula. http://makbulu.blogspot.com/2008/01/cerita-ceriti.html
Saya kembali semula utk meneruskan pengajian saya untuk tahun kedua. Saya makin bersemangat…semakin kurang perasaan yg selalu muram macam nak panggil batu belah batu bertangkup. Saya sempat berpeleseran dgn makbapak saya di Langkawi semasa saya di tanahair. Memang sad (cam kata omputeh)…dan besar panjang dan berkeroje tapi masih usung mak bapak pi holiday. Nak buat camana? Kengkawan semua sibuk mengulit laki diaorg. Entah kenapa saya terfikir utk membawak buahtangan utk teman siber saya si G tu.
Suatu hari (hehe..bila I start je sentence dgn ‘suatu hari’ mesti akan diikuti dgn cite sensasi ) seperti hari-hari yang lain, saya akan tiba di computer lab seawal 8 pagi walaupun kelas bermula kul 830. Sudah tentu hobi saya membaca email….masa tu jugak saya sentiasa tertunggu2 email dari jantan mesia tu tapi ya ampun….! Kucing sempat bertanduk 5, 6puluh kali sebelum saya dapat balasannya. (Haaa.. ni pasal dah org kata jodoh tu la Cik Kiah end up jugak dgn jantan tu padahal yg gelap depan mata ada, kalau nak ngorat yg kat siber tu pun boleh). Anyway, suatu hari, saya membuka email ni….Si penghantarnya bertanya, Cik Kiah, boleh tak hari minggu ni saya datang jumpa awak?
Haiyaaa..seriously la…I need to go get my beauty sleep. Cemana la I nak habiskan telenovela ni cepat2?? Citenya memang panjang edelweiss oi…at least lagi 2 babak..sabar itu separuh dari iman..
Goodnight everybody!
(tetiba je bila berdrama ni I kena angin nak tulis dlm bahasa ibunda pulak…cam buang tebiat. Let me get into the right mode).
Sementara saya dan MH memerhatikan kocakan air di tasik (dan saya berangan2 cam saya ni JuliaRoberts dlm My best friend’s wedding yg tengah scene atas bot tu), MH pun mengemukakan saya satu soalan.
MH, awak tau ke apa nak buat kalau org jatuh dlm air?
CK, panggil ambulans. Sementara tu balut org tu dengan selimut.
MH, mana nak cari selimut? Katalah macam sekarang, kalau awak jatuh dlm air…tau tak yg sepatutnya awak dibolenkan (bogel kata org perak) dan saya kena kongsi panas badan saya dgn awak? (I’m trying to word this very carefully so that it doesn’t sound obscene because it wasn’t…more like si MH ni nak hit on me cara saintifik)
CK, no way, kalau awak buat begitu, saya akan sepak awak punya u know what..
(Ceh! Dia ingat I ni ValKilmer dalam the saint ke, and he’s my ElisabethShue?….my god! I’ve to stop quoting all these movies…Nampak sangat yg my head is permanently in the clouds asyik tengok cite romantic yg sama berpuluh kali)
Saya terus terdiam dan mula berfikir….. haiiii….mamat ni ada apa2 ke? Yg selama ni kami (saya, mak angkat dan dia) selalu berjalan sama –sama balik ke asrama (pasal asramanya pun berdekatan)…kat common room selalu bersembang-sembang…Seterusnya, kami berjalan-jalan menghirup udara segar, makan tengahari di pub dan bersembang-sembang macam biasa. Takde siapalah nak membolenkan sesiapa. Sudah tentu hati saya melonjak-lonjak, tak sabar nak balik semula ke asrama dan berjumpa dgn ‘makpak angkat’ saya dan perkabarkan cerita sensasi yang weird tapi flattering itu.
Baru saya nak bukak mulut, pak angkat saya telah bertanya…tadi MH ngorat awak ke? Saya kata, eh, mana awak tahu? Mereka cakap, mereka lama dah syak perkara ni pasal si jantan tu suka sangat nak meleser dekat saya…but sudah tentulah saya tak pernah sorang2…sentiasa ditemani oleh mak angkat bak dara pingitan (ptuihh). Haa sekali saya keluar Bandar sorang2, terus je si MH tu ayat saya…jantan! Walaupun ayat mengayatnya cukuplah unik…
Oh tidak tuan puan….kami tidak memulakan hubungan yang tidak bermoral…cukup sekadar pi jalan-jalan (saya heran la napa dia ni tak slim2…walaupun suka berjalan…apa omputih cakap? Rambling??), tengok wayang dan makan ayam goreng kat DixyChick (ko ado Esah?) Saya yang kureng sikit bab berjalan2 ni pun ikut jugaklah walaupun dalam hati menyumpah2. Memang dalam hati sentiasa tertanya2…ish..takkan la kut pehubungan ini boleh ke satu tahap lagi? Saya Muslim, dia pergi gereja setiap hari Ahad. Saya nak balik dok Mesia jumpa makpak dan dia tak sabar2 nak balik negaranya menjaga lembu2nya dan bertani secara moden. Apsal ngaji pandai2 sampai juling bijik mata tengok mikroskop pas tu nak bela lembu je, saya pun tak tau la. Kalau paling nak kompromi pun dok kat Negara benggali putih ni je la (amboi, belum apa2 dah fikir nak menetap kat mana…sib baik tak pikir pasal nama anak ke).
Sebagai anak mak yang solehah, saya memang tak pernah merahsiakan apa2 dari mak saya. Cemas jugaklah mak saya ketika itu takut dapat cucu yang rambut bergulung 7 keturunan tak hilang. MH walaupun tak sedap mata memandang, namun dia …..pandai…saya ni memang lemah sikit dgn lelaki yang otak bergeliga. Satu lagi, dia memang kelakar. Tak pernah la pulak dia ajak saya kahwin atau cakap I lap u u lap me…hakikat yang sebenarnya, kami masing2 cuma nak mengisi masa lapang saja. Tapi sebagai seorang perempuan, kita ni kan kompleks sikit…suka nak berfikir2 pasal masa depan what if..padahal si jantan take it easy, one day at a time…nanti di penghujung cerita mengenai MH ni, terserlah sungguh perbezaan antara Mars and Venus..(kena la sabor sikit CaptainLukmang oi..takleh la nak lompat2 episode lak..).
Hari berganti hari, bulan berganti bulan…dah tiba musim panas. Hati ini pun melonjak-lonjak nak pulang ke tanahair. Kiranya sedikit sebanyak telah terubat jugalah hati yang telah luka ini…langsung tak terfikir utk menjejaki siamang itu sebabnya………kalau saya berhenti cerita ini di sini, saya risau nanti saya langsung tak dapat ole2 daripada you know who..mata ini sangatlah mengantuknya…
Sebabnya, saya telah mengatur segala aktiviti saya di mesia…berjumpa ustazah munah, kengkawan seofis dan…..berjumpa kali pertama dgn jejaka yang melonjak2 nak berjumpa dgn saya..Ceritanya anda semua boleh baca di sini, tak kosser nak ulang balik semula. http://makbulu.blogspot.com/2008/01/cerita-ceriti.html
Saya kembali semula utk meneruskan pengajian saya untuk tahun kedua. Saya makin bersemangat…semakin kurang perasaan yg selalu muram macam nak panggil batu belah batu bertangkup. Saya sempat berpeleseran dgn makbapak saya di Langkawi semasa saya di tanahair. Memang sad (cam kata omputeh)…dan besar panjang dan berkeroje tapi masih usung mak bapak pi holiday. Nak buat camana? Kengkawan semua sibuk mengulit laki diaorg. Entah kenapa saya terfikir utk membawak buahtangan utk teman siber saya si G tu.
Suatu hari (hehe..bila I start je sentence dgn ‘suatu hari’ mesti akan diikuti dgn cite sensasi ) seperti hari-hari yang lain, saya akan tiba di computer lab seawal 8 pagi walaupun kelas bermula kul 830. Sudah tentu hobi saya membaca email….masa tu jugak saya sentiasa tertunggu2 email dari jantan mesia tu tapi ya ampun….! Kucing sempat bertanduk 5, 6puluh kali sebelum saya dapat balasannya. (Haaa.. ni pasal dah org kata jodoh tu la Cik Kiah end up jugak dgn jantan tu padahal yg gelap depan mata ada, kalau nak ngorat yg kat siber tu pun boleh). Anyway, suatu hari, saya membuka email ni….Si penghantarnya bertanya, Cik Kiah, boleh tak hari minggu ni saya datang jumpa awak?
Haiyaaa..seriously la…I need to go get my beauty sleep. Cemana la I nak habiskan telenovela ni cepat2?? Citenya memang panjang edelweiss oi…at least lagi 2 babak..sabar itu separuh dari iman..
Goodnight everybody!
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Telenovela episod 2
Sebenarnya, berada di luar negara sebagai matured student yg belum berumahtangga memang 'awkward'. Nak terkinja2 cam bebudak undergrad berboipren tak boleh nanti orang kata mengada2. Nak rapat2 sangat dgn postgrads yang lain bahaya jugak, nanti bini diaorang ingat kita nak mengorat laki depa.Agaknya sebab itulah Esah di sinun lebih prefer utk perasan dirinya Filipino. Memandangkan saya memang kuat makan lebih2 lagi hari2 saya makan ayam panggang ketuhar gelombang je, bila ada perhimpunan mesian, saya memang datang. Walaupun kalau boleh saya nak pergi makan dan balik tanpa buat2 small talks ni. Sebenarnya bersembang dgn kalangan para ibu sungguh la saya tak boleh masuk. Diaorg cakap pasal anak, ayam murah dan car boot sale. Manakala para bapaknya pula akan bercakap pasal kereta Merc jenis apa yg nak dibawak balik. Tapi sebenarnya saya yg social misfit..saya cuma nak bersembang pasal kebosanan hidup saya dan kesialan jantan siamang itu, boleh???
Pada tahun pertama saya di sana, saya lebih banyak menghabiskan masa di institut. Dah senja2 baru nak balik. Jaman tu mana ada wifi segala, so kalau nak bertenet mestilah kat computer lab.Bercakap mengenai persahabatan cyber yg terjalin itu, eail2 yg saya dapat memang menceriakan hidup. Takde kes kes i lap u, u lap me. Lebih ke arah 'You've Got Mail'...menceritakan kisah hidup seharian masing-masing. Ada sorang Mat Saleh ni dok kat London, yang akan saya namakan G, rajin dia bercerita mengenai kucingnya Shelly. Sudah tentu sesapa yg pencinta kucing akan menarik hati saya. Setiap kali dia makan angin (dah menjadi tabiat orang putih dan orang Filipino celup di sana tu, setiap kali bertukar musim mesti akan pergi makan angin) dia akan mengirimkan buahtangan atau sekurang-kurangnya poskad kepada saya.
Suatu hari, seperti biasa saya akan balik dari bertenet dah nak dekat senja, saya terserempak dgn sorang mamat ni yg membawa plastik sampah warna hitam tu.Semasa saya sedang menapak menaiki tangga (kat jalan tu macam berbukit sikit), mamat tu tercegat di kepala tangga memerhatikan saya. Saya mula rasa berdebar-debar hati....lebih lagi ketrampilan jantan itu yg ada bayangan pukul 5 (walaupun hensem) an pakai sweater serta track bottom selebet je. Mamat tu menyapa saya...awak ni Cik Kiah ke??? Saya membalas...yeee...??? Anda ni sapa?? Dia cakap, saya Ali, ingat tak kita berjumpa masa hari raya di rumah so and so??? (perbualan itu tadi adalah di dalam bahasa inggeris yang tersekat2 kerana lelaki itu kurang fasih). Laaaa..! Ghope2nya mamat tu Ali, mamat dari Turki (lantas kehensemannya) yang ada saya jumpa di rumah tah sapa tah. Tapi masa tu kehensemannya tidak ketara kerana bayangan pukul 5 nya macam dah 3 minggu...lagipun pasal cakap tak fasih, dia banyak dok diam je masa tu..ala2 dark and broody/brooding?? je lah cam Bill dalam cite TruBlood tu (Okla, si Bill tu pucat lesi).
Saya masih tertanya2 dalam diri, apa benda dalam beg plastik hitam tu? Sabit ke? (ala2 cite mak mak kita dulu..jangan main kat luar nanti bai potong rumput akan sabit kepala..is ish racist benar org dolu2). Kalau saya bersambung telenovela ni di lain hari mesti Esah Juon akan hamput i or worse, tak bawak ceklat besar2 bila dia pulang ke tanahair nanti kan??
Mamat tu bersuara, Cik Kiah, nak roti tak? Cik Kiah, Huh??
Mamat, tadi saya memasak buat roti, saya buat banyak2..jadi saya mundar mandir kat sini harap2 jumpa kengkawan dan boleh agih2 kan...
Cik Kiah yg tengah lapar itu, eh, sudah tentu! Terima kasih...takkan nak bagi semua??
(Hambik kau! Satu beg plastik tu dia bagi)
Selama satu minggu CK dan rakan2 menjamah roti cam nan tapi dlmnya ada macam2 tu...sedap sungguh walaupun dah difrozenkan panas balik frozen balik....Tak lama selepas itu, saya mendapat email dari mamat itu..mengajak saya pergi minum2 kopi. Ketahuilah kengkawan..minum2 kopi ni tak selalunya innocent...(hal2 ini Esah dan JTnya lebih arif). Saya ni bermasalh sikit....kalau dgn seseorang yang fasih berbahasa pun saya susah nak berbicara, apatah lagi dengan orang seperti mamat tu....Tetapi roti dia sedap...mungkin kalau saya berkawan dengannya, saya akan diajar buat roti itu atau paling kurang pun dapat resepinya...teman2 serumah saya berpendapat, ala Cik Kiah, pergi je la sating ngan mamat tu, kitaorg nak makan roti tu lagi. Sampai hati diaorg..sanggup melachorkan kawan sendiri kerana sebuku roti. Walaubagaimanapun saya dah tak ingat kenapa kami tak pi minum kopi...mungkin kerana saya sibuk kut..a ah...sibuk bagi alasan. Tapi tak lama kemudian saya dengar mamat tu tak habih pun pengajian phdnya...sib baik kami tidak menjadi kawan...kalau tak telinga ini mungkin menjadi mangsa mendengar masalahnya...cukuplah dulu telinga saya ni kebas menanggung masalah siamang yg tak pas pas periksanya. Sampai hari ini, kesedapan roti Mamat itu masih menjadi igauan saya....(sila ye, sesapa yg ada resipi roti turki, jgn segan2 utk berkongsi bersama).
Suatu hari, kawan secommon room saya, mamat hitam (MH) ni bertanya, cik kiah, awak nak tak pergi trip ke LakeDistrict anjuran international students assoc? Waahh! sudah tentunya nak pergi, lebih2 lagi tiketnya tak mahal. Saya pun ajak 'mak angkat' saya tapi disebabkan boipren nya bukan pelajar, tak boleh ikut, dia pun tak jadi pergi. Teruk betul depa ni...kalau berpacaran memang lupakan kawan. Kami ajak jugak kawan2 yg lain, mula2 semuanya berminat but last2 tinggal saya ngan MH je (dgn orang2 lain yg tak kami kenali).
So, berlepaslah kami di satu pagi Sabtu yg hening...muram je hari cam nak hujan..bila dah tiba di LD, lagi la sejuk cuacanya (walaupun kononnya dah masuk musim bunga). Beku tulang sum sum ku dan setiap kali angin bertiup, macam nak terkencing dalam panty Carfourku. Lepas tu tak habis2 saya disudu oleh burung undan (omputehnya cakap swan)yg rakus dan gelojoh. Harus saya ingatkan di sini, MH ni bukanlah set2 DenzelWashington atau WillSmith. EddieMurphy pun bukan. Jadi tak payahlah tuan puan imaginekan benda2 romantik tu...memanglah settingnya cukup bagus sekali....namun begitu orangnya berada di tahap BMR merah menyala....jadi saya takdelah nak berangan2 romantik walaupun sedesperate mana pun kita...MH nak naik bot, saya pun kata OK walaupun sepanjang perjalanan atas bot tu, hati ni berkata2, sejuk la, kot ada monster tiba2 keluar dari air berbaloi le jugak.
Kemudian, MH membuka bicara...dia bertanya kepada saya, sekiranya seseorang tu jatuh dlm air yg sejuk bedi tu, CK tau tak apa rawatan seterusnya?? haaaa????
Minta maaf ye tuan puan, anak saya kat bawah tu menangis kena katuk dgn adiknya..sebentar..
Pada tahun pertama saya di sana, saya lebih banyak menghabiskan masa di institut. Dah senja2 baru nak balik. Jaman tu mana ada wifi segala, so kalau nak bertenet mestilah kat computer lab.Bercakap mengenai persahabatan cyber yg terjalin itu, eail2 yg saya dapat memang menceriakan hidup. Takde kes kes i lap u, u lap me. Lebih ke arah 'You've Got Mail'...menceritakan kisah hidup seharian masing-masing. Ada sorang Mat Saleh ni dok kat London, yang akan saya namakan G, rajin dia bercerita mengenai kucingnya Shelly. Sudah tentu sesapa yg pencinta kucing akan menarik hati saya. Setiap kali dia makan angin (dah menjadi tabiat orang putih dan orang Filipino celup di sana tu, setiap kali bertukar musim mesti akan pergi makan angin) dia akan mengirimkan buahtangan atau sekurang-kurangnya poskad kepada saya.
Suatu hari, seperti biasa saya akan balik dari bertenet dah nak dekat senja, saya terserempak dgn sorang mamat ni yg membawa plastik sampah warna hitam tu.Semasa saya sedang menapak menaiki tangga (kat jalan tu macam berbukit sikit), mamat tu tercegat di kepala tangga memerhatikan saya. Saya mula rasa berdebar-debar hati....lebih lagi ketrampilan jantan itu yg ada bayangan pukul 5 (walaupun hensem) an pakai sweater serta track bottom selebet je. Mamat tu menyapa saya...awak ni Cik Kiah ke??? Saya membalas...yeee...??? Anda ni sapa?? Dia cakap, saya Ali, ingat tak kita berjumpa masa hari raya di rumah so and so??? (perbualan itu tadi adalah di dalam bahasa inggeris yang tersekat2 kerana lelaki itu kurang fasih). Laaaa..! Ghope2nya mamat tu Ali, mamat dari Turki (lantas kehensemannya) yang ada saya jumpa di rumah tah sapa tah. Tapi masa tu kehensemannya tidak ketara kerana bayangan pukul 5 nya macam dah 3 minggu...lagipun pasal cakap tak fasih, dia banyak dok diam je masa tu..ala2 dark and broody/brooding?? je lah cam Bill dalam cite TruBlood tu (Okla, si Bill tu pucat lesi).
Saya masih tertanya2 dalam diri, apa benda dalam beg plastik hitam tu? Sabit ke? (ala2 cite mak mak kita dulu..jangan main kat luar nanti bai potong rumput akan sabit kepala..is ish racist benar org dolu2). Kalau saya bersambung telenovela ni di lain hari mesti Esah Juon akan hamput i or worse, tak bawak ceklat besar2 bila dia pulang ke tanahair nanti kan??
Mamat tu bersuara, Cik Kiah, nak roti tak? Cik Kiah, Huh??
Mamat, tadi saya memasak buat roti, saya buat banyak2..jadi saya mundar mandir kat sini harap2 jumpa kengkawan dan boleh agih2 kan...
Cik Kiah yg tengah lapar itu, eh, sudah tentu! Terima kasih...takkan nak bagi semua??
(Hambik kau! Satu beg plastik tu dia bagi)
Selama satu minggu CK dan rakan2 menjamah roti cam nan tapi dlmnya ada macam2 tu...sedap sungguh walaupun dah difrozenkan panas balik frozen balik....Tak lama selepas itu, saya mendapat email dari mamat itu..mengajak saya pergi minum2 kopi. Ketahuilah kengkawan..minum2 kopi ni tak selalunya innocent...(hal2 ini Esah dan JTnya lebih arif). Saya ni bermasalh sikit....kalau dgn seseorang yang fasih berbahasa pun saya susah nak berbicara, apatah lagi dengan orang seperti mamat tu....Tetapi roti dia sedap...mungkin kalau saya berkawan dengannya, saya akan diajar buat roti itu atau paling kurang pun dapat resepinya...teman2 serumah saya berpendapat, ala Cik Kiah, pergi je la sating ngan mamat tu, kitaorg nak makan roti tu lagi. Sampai hati diaorg..sanggup melachorkan kawan sendiri kerana sebuku roti. Walaubagaimanapun saya dah tak ingat kenapa kami tak pi minum kopi...mungkin kerana saya sibuk kut..a ah...sibuk bagi alasan. Tapi tak lama kemudian saya dengar mamat tu tak habih pun pengajian phdnya...sib baik kami tidak menjadi kawan...kalau tak telinga ini mungkin menjadi mangsa mendengar masalahnya...cukuplah dulu telinga saya ni kebas menanggung masalah siamang yg tak pas pas periksanya. Sampai hari ini, kesedapan roti Mamat itu masih menjadi igauan saya....(sila ye, sesapa yg ada resipi roti turki, jgn segan2 utk berkongsi bersama).
Suatu hari, kawan secommon room saya, mamat hitam (MH) ni bertanya, cik kiah, awak nak tak pergi trip ke LakeDistrict anjuran international students assoc? Waahh! sudah tentunya nak pergi, lebih2 lagi tiketnya tak mahal. Saya pun ajak 'mak angkat' saya tapi disebabkan boipren nya bukan pelajar, tak boleh ikut, dia pun tak jadi pergi. Teruk betul depa ni...kalau berpacaran memang lupakan kawan. Kami ajak jugak kawan2 yg lain, mula2 semuanya berminat but last2 tinggal saya ngan MH je (dgn orang2 lain yg tak kami kenali).
So, berlepaslah kami di satu pagi Sabtu yg hening...muram je hari cam nak hujan..bila dah tiba di LD, lagi la sejuk cuacanya (walaupun kononnya dah masuk musim bunga). Beku tulang sum sum ku dan setiap kali angin bertiup, macam nak terkencing dalam panty Carfourku. Lepas tu tak habis2 saya disudu oleh burung undan (omputehnya cakap swan)yg rakus dan gelojoh. Harus saya ingatkan di sini, MH ni bukanlah set2 DenzelWashington atau WillSmith. EddieMurphy pun bukan. Jadi tak payahlah tuan puan imaginekan benda2 romantik tu...memanglah settingnya cukup bagus sekali....namun begitu orangnya berada di tahap BMR merah menyala....jadi saya takdelah nak berangan2 romantik walaupun sedesperate mana pun kita...MH nak naik bot, saya pun kata OK walaupun sepanjang perjalanan atas bot tu, hati ni berkata2, sejuk la, kot ada monster tiba2 keluar dari air berbaloi le jugak.
Kemudian, MH membuka bicara...dia bertanya kepada saya, sekiranya seseorang tu jatuh dlm air yg sejuk bedi tu, CK tau tak apa rawatan seterusnya?? haaaa????
Minta maaf ye tuan puan, anak saya kat bawah tu menangis kena katuk dgn adiknya..sebentar..
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