Two is better than one? 3:12 PM Share

Should I stay in silence because I can't live without you...

or

Should I speak because I love you?

Nico went Missing 3:57 PM Share

I recently bought a new camera...but I also recently lost my Nico.

 

Damn you thief!

"Why Am I With This Man?" - Girlfriends' Read 12:17 AM Share

Women are emotional. Men aren't?

I beg to differ.

Women cry and let their feelings out by expressing them in words. Men - well, let's just say they're not so smart in utilizing words.

How do men show us that they're sad or angry or just plain emotional? They act it out. Yes, you do!

Here are my top four scenarios (in no particular order) on men's acts of emotions:

Scenario 1:

When you're going out on a date. He's waiting outside in the car while you are still just finishing your make-up. Enter the car and you see he's got a pout. You ask, "Are you okay?" He says, "Nothing's wrong." But for the rest of the journey, he sits quietly, driving, without so much of a glance at you. Besides the odd questions here and there, he gives you the silent treatment for the rest of the date.

He's angry. Reason: because it took you an extra 5 minutes to do your make-up and he had to wait for that "longest" of a time of 5 MINUTES!

Scenario 2:

As a continuation to the 1st scenario, this one extends to the story that you're going out for dinner with him and a few of his and your friends. Dinner ends with everyone guessing the total bill. You guess a number and everyone else guesses a higher number than yours. Turns out you were the furthest guess from the actual. "No shame in it", you'd might think. But because your boyfriend was angry with you, he felt justified by embarrassing you in front of his friends.

You put a smile and act oblivious to his foolish attempt to embarrass you. Truth: your feelings are hurt and inside you're crying because your boyfriend would show you up in front of his friends and actually laugh AT YOU, too!

Scenario 3:

In the car with your boyfriend driving, your boyfriend checks on your inbox in your handphone. One of the messages indicates you're keeping a secret for a girl-friend to whom you've sworn to never tell. Your boyfriend insists to know. You say, "But I've promised not to tell." Boyfriend squints his eyes and and says, " Fine!" Boyfriend continues driving but this time with increasing speed and stunt-like manoeuvers.

You try to remain calm and unaffected. Inside, you're scared and at the same time angry at him for being so selfish. Selfish for not considering the life of a girl who is his girlfriend, the life of a girl who, more importantly is a daughter of a father and mother, whom would like to see her return home safe and sound.

Scenario 4:

You don't mind that boyfriend has friends who are girls with whom he frequently hangs out with and even have conversations on the phone with. Just as long as he knows his boundaries. But you sit next to a friend who is a boy and all you do is have petty conversations. Boyfriend gives you a look. As a sign of respect, you move away and try to explain to boyfriend. But boyfriend wouldn't hear it and sets off to not talk to you and ignore you for the next few days or until you say sorry.

Boyfriend is angry and you want to make it right so you say sorry. Truth: was it really yours to say sorry? Does the rules of 'not engaging with the opposite sex' apply only to the girlfriend but it's 'however it goes' for the boyfriend?

Often, it isn't the words that causes the tears to fall down a woman's face or bare the hurt of the heart. It is the things that men don't say but do that makes us listen to achy-breaky heart songs and ask, "Why am I with this man?"

When You Think I'm A Lazy Bum 2:11 PM Share

So the house looks a tad messy. And I haven't been cooking lunches or dinners for the family so often now. You must think, and I know you say, that I'm a lazy bum who have forgotten her responsibilities.

I'm not going to make this too vague for you to comprehend.

It's not because I have forgotten - I've only decided to become a lazy bum because I feel lately you all have "looked" at me as if I'm the maid in the house.

So I know that I don't pay the bills, I know that I don't have to buy the groceries, and I know that I don't go to work, yet. And I understand that when you all are out at work in the morning, obviously I'd be the one doing the house chores at home. I have been doing this - but I stopped when I realize that you leave your used glasses everywhere in the house, you scatter your mail envelopes and the newspapers on the table, and you throw junks from your room into the living room, all for me to pick up and tidy up.

That's not so much the problem - it's the fact that you deliberately do all that for me to do the cleaning up when you could have pick up after yourselves is the problem.

And then you come home from work and see all the mess, you lash out on me and call me lazy. I understand it is stressful to see mess especially coming home from work. And you could even use the justification that since you all are at work, I should clean it all up.

Okay, I'll admit that I'm wrong there, and I should clean it all up. And that I should cook you lunches every single day.

But surely, in the evening, on Fridays and Sundays, the justification does not stand. Surely, the responsibilities do not only sit on my shoulder (and Mommy & Daddy) during these times.

But still, in the evenings, on Fridays and Sundays, you still leave your used glasses everywhere, you still scatter your mail envelopes and the newspapers on the table and you still throw junks from your room into the living room.

I don't want to complain so much, all the time, and I don't want to always have to argue about house chores with you all, all the time. All I'm asking is to not "look" at me like I'm the maid in the house because

1) I'm not a maid;
2) I'm not paid to work like one (if you would pay me like a maid, I'll gladly do your laundry, too); and
3) Nobody else is helping me feed, clean and tend to Twinkle, LuluBelle and Tiny three times a day.

You'd say it's my responsibilities.

Sure, of course, no doubt about that.

But where are yours?

Towards Those Steps 10:54 PM Share

As of at the moment, I'm preparing a four/five-part "saga", in unison to the days counting to my graduation this Saturday.

Nothing too depressing (as of my other posts have been), merely a re-collection of memories and experiences that have made me the person that I am today, of things that I have learnt and most definitely still learning from and what it means to take to the stage and receive that thin sheet of paper that will in a way, lay the path to my future.

This may seem trivial to you, but it means a whole lot more to me because it was my journey. It is my graduation. It will be my moment.

Whatever Makes You Happy 1:47 PM Share

I see a tumbleweed roll across the page of my blog.

There goes another one.

I haven't abandon my blog - like I said before, there haven't been anything worth to write about. Not anything that I won't be able to stop myself from pushing some buttons meant not to be pushed.

You see, people have gone sensitive a level or two higher. I'm a pretty sensitive soul, and I usually get paranoid about it. But I also am able to deem it trivial soon enough, too. It keeps me sane.

Plus, I don't need the added stress from having to argue with people about who's wrong and who's right; who's better at something and who's not; what's a negative critique and what's a constructive one. Most of all, I don't like ruining relationships with people just over silly little sillys.

I get it that we're susceptible to the negatives that get thrown daily into our faces to the point that it crushes us in such ways imaginable, especially when it stems from those who know us well. And I've been known to cast the first stone.

Our emotions heed us to believe that these people prey on our weaknesses because of some personal vendetta, that every opponent, every critic must have an agenda. An agenda that spells out jealousy, envy, amour propre - our emotions tell our mind to accept these as true of the people. It finally gives us reasons to justify our vindictiveness, much characterized by rancour, that soon tells ourselves that we (I am) are right, and they (you) are wrong.

Without a doubt, like you, I go through these stages, too. There have always been moments when I tell myself that I must be right about this, that my actions and decisions were called for, and that my reasons suffice at its basics. These are when I over-analysed everything, when I cared too much.

But when I accepted it as it is, when I didn't bother too much about it, I soon realized one fundamental thing about human, about being an individual. It is the one thing that we have too soon forgotten about in this day and age.

That everyone is capable of making sincerely held difference of opinions. Without any agenda, without any reason.

You might say that a blog at Wordpress is better, I might say that a blog at Blogspot is superb. You might say that a BMW is the top-notch, I would say a Volkswagon Touareg is a prime sterling. You might say that it is your own passion, I might think it's a borrowed inspiration.

My point is, don't be too quick to judge a person's character or assume that I've got an agenda just because of one un-informed comment. If you want to continue to believe that I must be overly envious of something, then go ahead. It's okay if you want to live in your own little world, because I sometimes do.

Whatever makes you happy.

Our Love will Pay the Bills 5:29 PM Share

Don't you worry there, my honey

We might not have any money

But we've got our love to pay the bills.

Maybe I think you're cute & funny

Maybe I wanna do what bunnies do

With you, if you know what I mean.

Well, you might be a bit confused

And you might be a little bruised

But baby how we spoon like no one else.

So I will help you read those books

If you will soothe my worried looks

And we will put the lonesome on the shelf.

Let's get rich and buy our parents home in the south of France

Let's get rich and give everybody nice sweaters

And teach them how to dance.

Let's get rich and build our house on a mountain

Making everybody look like ants

From way up there, you & I.

You & I...

Farid, Madat was Right... 7:01 PM Share

No, I'm not on a hiatus.

I haven't been writing because...

...there's just isn't anything important to write about at the moment...

And, yes, Farid, what Madat said was right...

...there haven't been anyone around to argue with or be angry at at the moment.

Not anyone worthy of my rantings, anyways. =D

Was going to write about a certain someone who claims that jumping around as a ha-nun-ta-wau calls for an impressive acting...

...but, pissing a ha-nun-ta-wau off probably isn't a good idea.

I piss off friends and families, just not a ha-nun-ta-wau.

This Raya, What Social Class Do You Belong To? 4:47 PM Share

First of all,

HAPPY EID MUBARAK!

I like the festive season. Everybody gets a reason to get all dolled up and visit friends & relatives. For me, though, I like it because I get to do some people-observation. In other words, I'm gossiping with myself inside my head where no one can hear me say stuff like "She's about to blow up in that tight baju raya" or "Oh my, what thick make-up" and even ask things like, "Are you expecting?" while looking at her tummy and then getting a jerked response, "NO!" There's a drama in my head and I provide the scripts, too.

Call me cruel - but I'm sure you do that, too.

I guess for others this festive season is for them to show the scope of their wealth in everything. The big house, the grandeur buffet table, the crystals-adorned lightings and decoration, the size and amount of "manik" on the baju raya, the blings on the shoes and rings; and all the other glitzy paraphernalia. I will admit that that is what I look at when I'm "raya"-ing.

Nevertheless, I'm not saying that that is necessarily a bad thing - to want to show how "kaya" you are during Raya. Besides, I'm only observing the etiquettes of the social monkeys during this month of get-together and making new acquaintances.

If there was one thing I could nit-pick about what I don't like that people do during Raya, it would definitely have to be someone creating a division of social classes in terms of what we do (occupation) and assuming how much we're making in a year.

Yesterday, my family and I went to an uncle's place up in Sengkurong for an openhouse-lunch. My parents were making small talk with my uncle and his wife about much-ado of nothings when another batch of family came, I assume a colleague of my uncle, who later joined the conversation. Out of formalities, my parents were introduced to the colleague, of whom was a high-ranking officer of a department in the ministry or of the sorts, I presume. So the conversation turned into a showcase of his connections with "pehin-pehin", the "dato-dato" and the likes.

Maybe out of courtesy to not leave out my parents in the conversation, he asked what my parents do for a living. My parents are both in the education department - nothing glitzy about it but it is a noble profession. The high-ranking officer did not think so highly of it, though. In fact, he responded to my parents' answer with a "hmmph" and nothing else. Then he continued his showcase of connections with people in higher places, snubbing my parents off into oblivion.

Later, in the car when my parents told of that incident, I told my parents that they should have said, "Oh, we are just teachers but we still make as much money as you do." My mother however, reasoned that there is no need to show your social standing because it doesn't matter. We didn't need to get that high-ranking officer's approval just so that we could be in the same social class.

My mother has a point. I reckon this is what becoming a teacher does to a person - it gives you the power of wisdom, much wiser than that of a high-ranking officer, at least.

That was Day 1. Wonder what else will come next?

Christmas, I hope.

Terasa? Tak...aku takut je... 2:22 PM Share

(sambungan)

"You tulis note tu utk sape ye?"

"Inda nuju ke siapa-siapa. Sekadar luahan hati sja."

"Tapi kalau ada yang terasa, barangkali note atu utk orang atu lh."

"Tepuk dada, tanya sendiri napa terasa."

"You tak takut ke diorang marah kat you?Gossip2 psl you kat org lain?"

"Sukati durng lh k. Bkn aku bleh buat apa-apa."

"Durang kn gossip arh boipren/gepren kh, arh mak-bapa durng kh, arh makcik sblah rmh kh?"

"Manasaja lah."

"Oh, you tak takut lh?"

"Aku nda takut orang."

"Aku takut pada Tuhan saja...."

"....dan ular..."

"...dan spider..."

"...dan lipas."

Benci? Tak, aku marah je... 4:04 PM Share

 

Kawan malaysia ku tanya, "Knapa diorang benci sgt kat you?"

Aku jawab, "Ntah ah..barangkali pasal aku kritik diorang tym atu."

"Durang nda dpt nerima kli, wlupun durng ckp durang welkom kritikan."

"Tau tau, durng marah, trus benci lah."

"MUNGKIN lah."

Kawan ku kata, "Habis, you dlu kena kritik apamacam benda, you tak marah?"

"Tak benci?"

Aku kata, "Memang aku marah, sapa nda marah."

"Tapi aku nda benci. Durang tetap kawan-kawanku."

"Sukati dia lah kn kritik - barangkali dh stail nya catu."

Kawan ku tanya,"Cemana you tau?" You reti nak nilai org ke?"

Aku jawab,"Aku bukan org seni, bkn jugak pakar sociologist."

"Tapi aku pandai jua menilai. Sapa2 ja pun pandai."

"Dh jadi lumrah sifat manusia - menilai orang nda dpt lari dri sifat sendiri."

"MUNGKIN lah."

Kawan ku kata,"You nak kritik, you bagi nasihat lh jugak."

Aku kata,"Klau aku kritik, aku kritik sja."

"Ikut expectation aku lh."

"Klau kn nasihat kan, bukan aku reti sangat psl hal atu."

"Nanti orang ucap CAKAP TAK SERUPA BIKIN."

Aku tambah lagi,"Lgipun, durng bkn jenis mau ndengar nasihat orang lain."

"Yang salah, durng nda ngakun. Yang betul, durng heboh kn tlebih."

"Klau aku nasihat, dok pintu telinga di kepit."

"Durng kata, AKU NI APA TAU."

"MUNGKIN lah."

Kawan malaysia ku jawab, "Oooohhhh..."

Aku jawab, "MUNGKIN lah. AKU NI APA TAU."

(bersambung)

Smattering On About Nothing Important 10:08 PM Share

Oh you don't say?

Why didn't you say so in the first place? We could have saved a millenium-old age of international disputes and blatant disrespect that have inflicted the human race.

Oh wait...

That's right - we're only humans. We're incapable of such control over such desires and temptations.

I'm sorry...I can't nominate you for the Nobel Peace Prize. I don't know if I should - ever.

p/s: Obviously, I'm an Obama...

Photo from Funworld Magazine.

Not Following You 1:03 AM Share

Do you see me trying to emulate you?

No?

Good.

End of Story.

Financial Vows...To Try & Stick With 8:59 PM Share

In light of my recent brush with a financial hiccup, I've made myself a list of 10 financial decisions that I plan to stick to when the cash start rolling in soon. I sure don't want to put myself in that similar situation I was in just weeks ago. I balled my eyes from crying too much for a week.

Within the 5 years of securing a job, I vow to try (emphasis on the "try") and stick to the 10 Financial Decisions. They aren't in a particular order, so I'd take it any other way.

I will not...:

1. Take out a car loan on my future classy Champagne/Sleek Black Touareg R50.

2. (if I do get a loan on the Touareg) Start making the car workshop a favorite to-go-to-place to "pimp my ride" with rotating thingys on the wheels spinning rims and chrome stylings.

3. Go out on an impulse to buy myself a high-tech but user-friendly dSLR/SLR NIKON camera (read: NIKON - I don't do other brands).

Apparently, from a recent mini-epiphany, I realized I'm not into photography - instead digital art & canvas art tickles my fancy.

4. To one day, do a quick browse of my wardrobe and "inadvertently" justify getting a complete wardrobe collection update.

5. Scrap my now-going-archaic Clevo laptop and take (another!) loan on a brand new Apple iMac in White.

6. Spend too much on decorating and re-decorating my still-wonderful-royal-purple-wall room with upgrades on furniture, art decos and the likes.

7. Hop on a plane to Rome/Prague/New Zealand/Galapagos anytime soon.

8. Dote on my little sister Maya and shower her with her A-Z list of things that she asks for.

9. Be an Imelda and splurge on stacks of new shoe collection and getting that very special pair of Louboutin shoe.

10. Be duped by some bank personnel into getting a Mastercard to "enjoy personalized financial rewards" - be it Standard, Gold or Platinum.

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There! That's quite a list and for me to able to stick to that is an amazing feat all by itself.

I just realized, too, I think I just described my Wishlist... (...heart's palpitating, 2nd thoughts..mmm maybe that wasn't a good idea...)

Inglish Languag kan be funi 9:23 PM Share

I just had to put this here. I first read it on the notice board in the Faculty of Arts & Social Science at UBD during my 1st year and everytime I come back to read it, it never fails to make me laugh. I just had to share - so enjoy!

European Union

The European Commission has just announced an agreement whereby English will be the official language of the European Union rather than German, which was the other possibility.

As part of the negotiations, the British Government conceded that English spelling had some room for improvement and has accepted a 5-year phase-in plan that would become known as "Euro-English". 

In the first year, "s" wil replace the soft "c". Sertainly, this will make the sivil servants jump with joy. The hard "c" will be dropped in favour of "k". This should klear up konfusion, and keyboards kan have one less letter. 

There will be growing publik enthusiasm in the sekond year when the troublesome "ph" will be replaced with "f". This will make words like fotograf 20% shorter. In the 3rd year, publik akseptanse of the new spelling kan be expekted to reach the stage where more komplikated changes are possible. 

Governments will enkourage the removal of double letters which have always ben a deterent to akurate speling. 

Also, al wil agre that the horibl mes of the silent "e" in the languag is disgrasful and it should go away. By the 4th yer pepl wil be reseptiv to steps such as replasing "th" with "z" and "w" with v". 

During ze fifz yer, ze unesesary "o" kan be dropd from vords kontaining "ou" and after ziz fifz yer, ve vil hav a reil sensibl riten styl. 

Zer vil be no mor trubl or difikultis and evrivun vil find it ezi tu understand ech oza. Ze drem of a united urop vil finali kum tru. 

Und efter ze fifz yer, ve vil al be speking German like zey vunted in ze forst plas. 

If zis mad you smil, pas on to oza pepl. 

A 7 for a Mac 10:21 AM Share

Gosh, didn't realized some of my links were, uh, "mis-linked"...Got it fixed (I hope) and some other things here..

Sorry for the problems on the tech-side of things...not an expert, so...go figure.

On a lighter note, I came across an interview in one of the local mags and found a pretty pathetichilarious response to one of the questions...

question: On a scale of one to ten, with one being the lowest(...), how "techie" are you?

answer: A 7 coz I'm a Mac user...

WHAT THE H*LL?!

Oh, really...so does that make Bill Gates a ZERO because he doesn't use Mac???

p.s: don't get me wrong, I love using Mac - I just didn't know that was the criteria if you wanted to be considered as someone who is "tech-savvy"...duhhh...

Λάρισσα 1:04 AM Share

In Greek mythology, I am

a spirit of the rivers,

with origins from the

butterflies (Thessaly)...

As a moon of Neptune,

I personify

creativity

& foster

habits of nature...

Λάρισσα,

the lover of

Poseidon...

Exxxcuse Me? 5:37 PM Share

Transparency? My forte!

Boastful? Perhaps!

Linguist? 4 years of it - OF COURSE!

For someone who can't tell the difference between 'quite' and 'quiet' or understand, let alone, use the word 'indelible' with precised accuracy, that person has quite the "balls" to say that I'm wrong in a field that I have more expertise in, at least more than THAT person.

And, to make it more appalling in more than one obvious ways, that person is so wrong on so many levels that I cannot even begin to elaborate on.

If I was as naived as that person, I'd kill myself. PERIOD.

And here I am, thanking God, and grateful that I'm not that person...

Justifying Discrimination 12:57 AM Share

Today I was rejected, discriminated and disgusted by
All because of what I eat or drink.

Sure, I am angry
Of course, I feel insulted.

But not as angry
Not as insulted
As to what I know of you.

Don't tell me I am foul because I don't have life 'concepts' similar to yours
And then come back telling me you don't mind when your friends
Eat or drink like I do.

As I can remember, my life 'concepts' does not condemn the things I eat or drink
But your friends are bound to the laws of your life 'concepts', as of you are.

But hey, we are only humans, and humans do mistakes, as the saying goes.
So, if you're going to discriminate anyways, do it RIGHT!

Warm Luminescence 3:56 PM Share

My new lamp sharing space with some of my fave things...

I bought a new lamp yesterday - oooh I love it! Love the way the light hits the beads and bounces off the walls with warm luminescence. One item checked off my wishlist...=)

They always say your room is your haven - mine is heaven...

In other news,
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Today's my dearest Daddy's birthday...=D

Happy 53rd Birthday!!!
You'll always be the 'man' in my life.
...Thank you for everything...