Me and my friends are crazy over pantun these days. Lucy started it! *pointing to Lucy*. Heh.

Then suddenly all of us writing pantun on every chance we get. In email spam, chats, blog comments and the best one of course at our IM status. Berlawan-lawan okay. Actually this is the only part I can contribute in creative writing because unlike them, I suck at poetry. Plus, I had extensive experience in this department

I had this 2 liner on my IM status for the evening:

Sambil chatting gelak-gelak,

Wish me luck!

Then I saw Meon’s status written:

Pancing pacu atas perahu,

Best wishes to you walaupun tak tahu menahu.

Oh my how sweet, so I changed my status to:

Terima kasih saya ucapkan,

Budi tuan dalam ingatan.

Then he changed his to:

Sampan yang bocor segera air ditimba,

Korang ni selambe tak tido besok tak keje ke?

Hahaha. So I put up mine as the following:

Terlajak perahu boleh berundur,

Kalau tak ngantuk camner nak tidur?!

Which he replied:

Sireh dikisar atok lurutkan,

Kalau hati gusar meh hamba tenangkan.

Finally I ended with:

Hati resah fikiran terganggu,

Jangan susah² saya tidur dulu

That’s it. Not a single word of conversation. But the messages were definitely conveyed. How cool was that?

Just 2 liner. All. The. Way.

Kajang Pak Malau kajang berlipat,

Masak sebiji di atas peti,

Kalau menyampah dengan kopikat,

Apakah dia pengubat hati?

Beli!! Jangan tak beli!

It’s been awhile since I posted my card work. Here’s one I did for Aidilfitri 1429H.

I hope it’s not too late to wish all my friends and readers Eid Mubarak, please forgive me for any wrongdoings, intentional or unintentional. My humblest apology for my shortcomings.

My raya this year was slightly different. We have Haiqall around

One of my pet peeves is getting annoying phone calls from telemarketers and for the life of me, would never reveal where they got my phone number from. I will usually politely declined their offer before they start their marketing pitch, hoping they will spend the minutes with someone that might be interested in getting leisure club discount card or whatever they are selling.

Some of them can be really annoying, and I’m planning to lodge a report with consumer organization or unions. With reverse phone book service, I can get their details (owner’s name and address) without anyone being notified.

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Time passed us by hastily. I’d be lying if I say I’ve stopped wondering what went bad, what I’ve done wrong, what’s not good enough, what I should have and should not have done. Did I pray too hard? Did I ask for impossible? Was it wrong to dream of happily ever after?

But when you just shut yourself out, and left me with no explaination, I just can’t help but wonder and wonder..

Girls with curly and frizzy hair want their hair straightened, while girls with straight hair want their hair curly and bouncy. We just can’t get enough of what we have don’t we?

I’ve been using VS 15mm hair curler since 3 years back. Serves me well. But then I craved for bigger curls and I want the curls to bounce, bounce and bounce. I always love the type they used in salons, so instead of getting customer-end hair curler, I went to the shop which sell salons stuff. Which means salons and beauty centers buy their gadgets and apparatus from this shop. Ever wonder why your hair dryer never works as good as the one they used in salon? That’s because you’re using customer-end hair dryer.

And so.. Last Monday I got myself this!!

TADAA!!

It’s 32mm, double of her VS sister diameter. It’s salon standard and oh boy didn’t I just love the curls it made. I’m still trying to gain full control of it, I mean, the rod is bigger and longer so I could feel the heat right on my face when I swooshed it near. Anyway, practice makes perfect. No?

Now I pronounce you, sister roller and sister roller.

I tried it right after I brought it home and within my terkial-kial and jakun-ness, I turned myself into Farah Fawcett. Pheewwiitt, old skool giler! Heh.

Sorry for the lack of updates. Too busy with work and things on my mind.

Xumb tagged me and few other friends.

Random Mixed Tag.

1) Apa anda buat 5 tahun dahulu?

2003? Hmm let me see.

- Resigned from my 1st job which lasted only 5 months, started my 2nd job that came with better offer, bigger challenges and fancier perks. I’m still here but I can’t tell you how long I’m going to be here. I know some of my colleagues are reading.

- Huge break-up. I don’t want to dwell on this. Maybe one day when I’m ready.

- Started blogging. At first I went around anonymously but after knowing Lucy, Scravius, Picha, Ida, Yong, Shuq, Koi, Blip, dD, Zack, Tuty, Nadia, Shz, Bigg, I know I can go on and on with the names, sorry if there are names that I forgot but those under Little Pixel hosting lah in general, I went out from my shell. They turned out to be these amazing people and I love them to bits. You don’t go around and picked people at random to be your friends do you? Well I did, and I picked the right ones.

- Sign-up for music lessons at Akademi Seni Kebangsaan (now ASWARA) for certificate level as part-time student. I love it there, especially during study week where we had to practise for practical examination or stage performances. You could see at every room and corners, someone or a bunch of people would start playing music instruments or just start jamming with guitars, saxaphone, flute, gambus and percussions.

2) 2 perkara/habit yang tidak diketahui/ganjil tentang diri anda.

- I don’t like sweets, but I love chocolates.

- I sleep with my feet exposed out from the blanket. I can’t stand anything on or near my feet when I sleep. I can’t wear socks, or have any object nearby my feet.

3) 3 tabiat buruk anda masa sekolah.

- skipped art class. As much as I love this subject, but at one of the school which I can not tell you which one, this one particular teacher always asked me to clean up the art studio. There were only 2 girls in our class, and I hated the fact that she was using us as the cleaners.

- lawan pantun. Haha. This happened normally in boring classes. Me and my friends will start passing around pieces of paper with pantun in it and another party will reply it with his/her version. It’s not some boring or pointless pantun okay. Normally we made fun of someone or something. The trick not to be caught is, after you finished writing, roll the piece of paper inside the ballpen casing. This way, it looks like you were passing the pen instead of some playful message on a piece of paper. Guess we listened too much of Din Beramboi pesta pantun back then.

- skipped prep. I hid inside the locker. Size does matter y’all. Nuff said.

I live in a multiracial community and work in a multiracial environment. I think since I grew up in such way, sharing public assets, facilities and communication were never a problem. Besides, it’s always fascinating to learn about other culture and tradition which most of the time is different with what we normally practiced.

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So I officially out of blood bank list. At 44.5kg, I’d be rejected even before I got my blood pressure measured. I’ve decided to maintain my weight +-1kg from now on. I’d be lying if I say I’m not happy with my weight lost, knowing hundreds of people out there failed to do so even after spending a fortune, while I spent none. But please allow me to complain and whine on the disadvantages.

1. Being a big eater, I normally get frustrated during meals when I could actually consume only one quarter of what I normally had. How to McD buffet like this?

2. I’m down to 2 pairs of work pants, 1 jeans and 2 khakis. Others? They just slipped down, man. Not a beautiful sight. And I have not start shopping yet.

3. When I sat on a hard surface, I can hear my pelvic bones clicking. OK that’s just exaggeration. But it’s true, my butt screaming for cushion.

4. When it’s cold, it means downright cold to the bones. My office temperature normally clocked in between 22-23 degree Celsius.