from pancakes to EPO

Though just had a homemade pancake tower, I still feel like eating something else. OMG what kind of lust is this?!

But lust remains a lust. I couldn’t afford to go out alone under this burning hot weather, waiting for the bus to go to somewhere around the town just to search for foods.  Or, if not boarding a bus, I will have to walk around the neighbourhood area and grab some foods. But no!

It’s too hot and I’m too too lazy to go out of the house. What more with these recently growing pimples. I noticed that these pimples started to grow last week after I went out with the bus going to Sunway Pyramid. The weather was as hot as today. It’s been awhile I didn’t use public transport and now, I don’t feel like using it anymore. Waiting for the bus under Malaysian temperature will just kill me, or my skin. Only recently some friends said my skin looks better. I think it’s because of not waiting for the bus for a long time because once waiting for it, my skin is ruined.

So for the time being, I think I am best staying under the roof for my skin to recover soon.  And for the acne, I think it’s because of me stop consuming EPO too. It’s not that I purposely stopped but my supply has finished.  If previously I didn’t notice the goodness EPO brings to me, now I have to admit it helps my skin looks better. And for the menstrual cycle too.

Live or Learn

Some people exist in your life for you to live with

and some, for you to learn from

since there is no way we can live together

so please, teach me good darling

Rasa tak sedap hati

Have you had such feeling sometimes? I have been having the feeling the whole day.

Since after Baim sent me home after we were having lunch at Maksu’s, I keep thinking about the rest of family members, Pak and Akak especially. I was kind of worried about them so I texted both Akak and Pak. Akak didn’t reply my msg until after hours later which making my worries heightened. I called Akak. It was a noisy background I heard then, they went to Pak Lang’s was my first thought. Then Akak’s voice sounded somewhat anxious.

Akak: you know, our car was being broken! We were robbed during tahlil at Mak Njang’s! They stole Mak’s handbag!

Me: oh, really?

(The conversation went on for about 4 minutes)

I was surprised but as usual, I couldn’t express feelings well. The surprise too faded away very fast. Perhaps because I can accept things as the way it is. There must be a reason behind the incident. Although we could have lost few thousands, it should be a lesson to be learned so that we would become more careful in the future. Never ever leave your handbags and valuable stuff inside the car alone ok!

No wonder I have been feeling tak sedap hati all day..

Life Long Learning

I purposely opened a Maybank account for the sake of using it for online shopping. You know, most online sellers they are doing transactions using Maybank. So, without wanting to further bother my friends and my father for using their accounts to do money transferring, I decided to have my very own Maybank account. Well, why should I be using others’ accounts? Can’t I just cash deposit to anyone’s account without having to have an account? Yes, I can. But usually, the price of things you are buying will not be in a fixed number like 10, 50, or any amounts which you can use RM10, RM50, or RM100 notes. Some sellers said they will return the balance, I once believed it but in my case, she did not return the balance. Lucky it was only RM1 balance. She said she forgot it. Another forgetful seller did not include a necklace which I should be getting as a free gift upon buying a blouse. The price you have to pay when doing online shopping, receive no balance or incomplete set of items you bought.

However, since I opened my own account, I only did one money transfer transaction I guess. I just did not feel like buying things online anymore. Until last week, I decided to buy a blouse from an online boutique so I went to the nearest ATM in order to do money transfer. I tried for more than 5 times I think, but the machine kept saying that my PIN is incorrect. I returned home, relaxing the mind. Then I remembered that I saved the pin somewhere, I checked it. Nahh…no wonder lah.. I really have entered the wrong PIN and I was so confident that it was the correct one that I didn’t bother to check it first. Well, now that explains how long I have not been using the card.

So this afternoon, I went to Maybank PKNS. I actually had the feeling that the branch does not cater to all transactions of Maybank and I was confirmed about it once I passed the door and took a queue number and sat down on a bench with other queuers. It was a very bright afternoon and I had to take another bus to go to another Maybank branch which is at Section 18, Shah Alam. Since I just arrived at PKNS, I did some walking around there and bought super cheap Cadbury Zip for RM2.99 per packet at Sri Kota. I bought two packets of them and would want to buy many other things but considering the fact that I have to go to Section 18 after that, I wouldn’t want to carry those things with me along the journey. Besides, Section 18 has Giant and Mydin too though I will only be going to Giant, as usual. Macam kesian giler plak nak bawak brg byk2 dr PKNS ke 18 then ke 17 pulak an. Now I feel like having my own car. Don’t know why but since carrying the title third year student, I feel poor at myself for still having to board public transport. I had the money to pay for the down payment but, I would feel terrible to ask parents to pay for the monthly debt. Sigh.

Alright, so I went to Section 18, had lunch first, Mcd, of course. Then to Maybank. So many people but if I’m not mistaken, they were withdrawing money from BSN. New service from Maybank? Nevermind.

As soon as I entered the bank, I had to deal with the front counter officer first since she will be giving the number and stuff. I still don’t get it why this branch do not have a more advanced system, I mean using the machine which gives queuing number to customers. The front counter officer was quite unfriendly in facial expression, intonation and choice of words I might say. As I told her my card has been blocked, she asked me to fill in a form which applying for a new card. I was curious, wouldn’t it be any easier solution to just unblock my card instead of applying for a new card? She said no. Alright, I followed her instruction since she was the boss then LOL.

My curiousity answered when the akak who entertained me at the counter said she will unblock my card in a minute and asked me to try it immediately and yeah, it worked! =) thx akak Farah~ da la comel, baek hati plak haha. Lebey2 plak an aku puji.

Da alang2 tu, aku pon tanya pasal Maybank2u, cana nak register and stuff. I did what she told. Now I have Maybank2u oredi. No need to go to ATM anymore. With Maybank2u, any transactions could be made from your home. Dah cam promoter dah haa..lupa nak apply scholarship Maybank aritu lol.

However, I still haven’t made any transaction using Maybank2u since I am having problem getting TAC number. I thought I wouldn’t receive it since I have been waiting for quite some time so I requested for many times. Now all the numbers have expired since we have to enter the number while we are still logged in to Maybank2u.. =(

Learn How to Make Real Jokes, Please.

Some people don't know how to make jokes

yet still, they try to

making jokes people can't comprehend

yet offensive

triggering the anger of people

who are not in a stable state of emotion

i better avoid these people

because my mood swings up to 360' these days.

Paranoia

It has been some time I feel like I am reaching the death moment. I mean, my death moment.

I feel afraid of boarding a car, or a bus, or any kinds of transportation, afraid that I will be involving in accidents. I pray hard every time I’m getting into a car so that the journey will be safe.

I become too afraid of strangers. Imagine I went to a hypermarket, I asked a shopper the price of pants, and I found out that it is a bit too pricey than the price I bought it for, previously (in other place, of course). As usual of my character, I asked him why is he selling at that price while I bought it for (I told him the price I bought it for). He snapped. and I regret doing it. I also am afraid of him going to do something bad to me after this as he looked very fierce. Now, I am afraid of going to the hypermarket again. I know I am paranoid, but just lately.

Now is the convocation season. Every time I look at those graduating, I mean their pictures, I have the feeling that I may not have enough time to experience the moment of my own.

When I look at kids and babies, I am afraid I won’t have the opportunity to breed mine.

When I look at the assignments, I will be thinking, what will all these serve for if I died before graduating?

Should I still be doing the assignments now? Heehee. No I meant it.

history updates

It’s the new semester already.

Four months of break added some history of life. Some parts are sweet, some are sour, and some are helplessly bitter.

I found a new crush, like a real crush. It was a strong feeling for him in the initial but the feeling had faded away after discovering things about him. The discovery acknowledged me that he is too good to be true as a living man, leaving me feeling superbly inferior to him. Now, everything is back to normal, to my normal condition, no lovey dovey feelings for anyone.

During the break, I formatted the lappy since its performance was getting real slow like an esiotrot. Alright, it’s tortoise. I just love to call tortoise esiotrot. I think tortoise serves to have a cooler name, though it doesn’t have a cool appearance. Btw back to the formatting story, I was just very unlucky to have trusted a new computer shop near the house. He didn’t backup my files that I lost everything I had. Pics, assignments, songs…. I googled around to find the best data recovery centre but I settled for a part timer data recoverer to recover the lost data in the lappy, for its cost effectiveness, of course. After a day, he said he couldn’t recover the files since they were override( ?? I know it’s grammatically incorrect but that’s what I think he said). Then I gave him my crashed external hdd, thank you God, though it’s not everything he managed to recover but I got 90% of the lost pics back. Oh btw, he charged me rm60 ONLY. I think he is just pity on me (he knows I am a student, muka xda duet plak tu lol)…after all, it’s a huge lesson I learnt. Make sure you have the backup for important files, no matter what you are going to do with the lappy!

My sister and I had a huge misunderstanding with the parents. We were slapped by Dad. Yes, Dad slapped us on the face, two times.

It’s all a history now. You have the brain to decide which is sweet, sour and bitter. I am too lazy to tell the rest of tasteless events.

When He Grew Up

My big brother has REALLY grown up.

Well, with the fact that I am already 21, and he is older, he sure has grown up. But the growing up context I am trying to bring up here is, he has changed into someone-I-am-surprised-and-hurt-to-see-the-changes.

Previously, I heard about some male cousins who were persistent to get married early from the aunts. Getting married early means when the male cousins had just finished studies or had just been working resulting to not financially and emotionally stable to become someone's husband. Now, it’s my brother’s turn insisting on getting him married. Yeah, he has been insisting my parents to let him married since last year. Mom said it’s ok if he wanted to get married early, like, the early next year, but parents will do the feast at the end of the next year, he rejected the idea (?).

He no longer follows us going for holiday or family trip. Last year, we went to Penang and he refused to go with the excuse which he cannot tolerate the business and crowd of Penang town. I wonder how he survived living in Klang Valley for two years and how does he cope the business of KL every 2 weeks or so (going there to meet his slutty gf)

He finds ways to go to different masjid for terawih (what’s wrong with going to the same mosque with us?)

He is not going to kenduris with us anymore. (I can accept this when the events relate non family members)

He struggles to pretend to be sick in the morning of Eidulfitri so that he could go for different direction from us. (I know he wanted to spend the time with his gf and go to their friends’ houses)

He does not even bother to get into family portrait whenever we experience some special events. (read: Dad received a medal from the King, Eidulfitri)

He does not care about parents’ health condition. When sis told him about Dad’s liver condition, he showed indifferent expression.

When Mom cooked or brought food for him, he never bothered to even look at them.

When he said he is financially stable to get married, Dad is still paying his car loan monthly.

He rarely speaks a word at home nowadays, especially with Mom and Dad. He still speaks to me, maybe because I am the youngest sibling in the family but still, it hurts me seeing he hurts the parents. They never expressed that, but I know they are deeply hurt by his non humane act. Oh btw, he will be speaking plus smiling showing all the teeth he has while speaking on the phone with his gf every time i notice they are on the line.

Oh my GROWN UP brother. Bravo.

Critical Worries

I am no politician, neither I an extremist.

I am no fanatic about politics, neither I an ignorant towards what is happening surround.

I am just a normal plain citizen who cares and very much concerned about what is to happen to the future of my country.

I am always aware of the fact that this nation has been undergoing its chaotic moment for the past few years and the situation has really brought my heart to a significant rapid beating.

No one actually noticed I was actually keeping abreast with the political issues, inside and outside of the country.

I found out that there is impossible to have a political party that is truly ‘clean’, as long as you live in the Earth. Perhaps there are some in the Jupiter and Neptune, perhaps.

The present not very ‘clean’ political party has been ruling the nation for past few decades. Apparently, I am sane enough to sense the ‘uncleanliness’ of theirs but hey, they are politicians.

They are not very ‘clean’ but still, they do their jobs, they provide safety all over the nation, they offer money to the poor, they grant their servants bonuses and privileges, they offer scholarships to students yet they are very lenient on those-forgetful-spoilt-citizen-working-for-other-countries, they rush the aids during accidents and natural disasters, they developed the nation into a remarkable one, they..……you know you can think of the rest.

And today, some gullible citizens are seeking for ‘cleanliness’,or they wanted to become the ‘clean’ ruler? With all the gut I have, the latter is bullshit. A clean political party is unrealistic and absurd, unless u have hidden agendas?

Well well well, fine, the current governor which you have so much hatred for shall not serve as the most ideal governor in the world(is there any ideal one) but they are the best and the most rational political party for this nation, I guarantee.

Thus, stop being forgetful and disloyal if you think you still love this country, thank you.

Why Pulut Durian Taste So Good

Have you ever tasted pulut durian? no? you are a loser then. What about you tried but not like it? still, a loser you are! kahkahkah

I call it holy food~!!

What makes it so holy? Because I will only be having it during holidays. LOL

OML. It is not only holy but satisfying, pleasing, incredible, heavenly, and......…..you say it.

I had it yesterday during breakfast, lunch and dinner. I didn’t even watch for my weight gain whenever I had it. I did not intend to, to be frank. I don’t actually care.

Call me crazy but yeah, I feel like having pulut durian lot more, 5-6 plates a day shall be nice for my portion.

There are still some durians in the fridge, and I could cook pulut(sticky rice) myself but I don’t have fresh santan(coconut milk). I don’t want to use the long-time-left-in-the-fridge coconut. It will produce non-savoury taste of santan and knowing me, I will always make sure pulut durian I will be eating is in the perfect condition and taste, and then only I will have it.

p/s: Pulut durian is a Malaysian cuisine which comprises of sticky rice, fresh coconut milk and durian(a local tropical fruit). The ingredients may serve someone a high content of calories and cholesterol but the taste someone will savor from it is speechless in words.