Daisies of alllllll colors!
And I was about to buy the seeds of my daisies and the pot. It was a rectangle pot that I think was so perfect for my daisies. But I didn't because my mom said, "nanti awak takda, sapa nak jaga dia? cerewet ni bunga ni,". Yes, I was still studying at that time. And my mom is kind of too busy to take care of all the flowers and the cats and the people in that house. That includes my little brother who is so called wants to have his own plant and bougth this one kind of plant when they went to Cameron Highlands without me. Yes, without me! Ithink it died already. Poor cute green plant. My sister said there is a garden of daisies but she's so clever that she did not snap any pictures of 'em daisies. Is that true? That there is a garden of only daisies there? Oh, I want to go to Cameron Highlands! 
see, cantik kan? uuuiii..gerammm!! geramm!!
How I wish I could have a house surrounded by daisies and tulips! Where's my genie?
And errr... sometimes I wish my nick name was Daisy too (berangan tak sudah). My step cousin's name is Daisy and her plat number is DAY51. Tak achi kan? What numbers give you an ELLY, by the way?
Nevertheless, I don't like Daisy Duck, tho. I just don't like her. And Minnie too. And maybe I shall start digg Pushing Daisies. I never had the chance to watch this series!
P.S: I shall get the seeds one day. Wait up. Wait up.
*Lembut kan jiwa aku? cakap pasal munger~*
Dear HappYness,
Welcome home and do reach home safely. I've been waiting for this moment to come and it seemed He listened to me and granted my wish(es). Me so sorry for all the stupid(s) I've done upon waiting for you to really can come home (after two times of false alarm). And now, I'm sure I won't do such again because being with you is all that I need. My crankiness will be caged for several months or hopefully as you wished, forever.*answering your phone call..*
Can't wait to see you, boy. I just can't imagine how to react when I see your face later. It has been 4 months since we looked into each others' eyes. I'm sure I'm going to be all shy and that butterfly in my tummy, she's surely going to fly and tickle again. Oh, I just can't wait for that very moment to come! Really, I can't imagine the smile that is going to crack when I see you. Will it be from ear to ear? And maybe that smile will go frosted on my face that people will give you weird looks. And also, maybe it comes together with a jig and giggles along way. Hihi. Take care. Me love you muchos. Cepat la oiii!
*this is what happened when the phone line is barred. Need to send this big SMS*
-your sweeTness-
For you, my man.
If you happen to read this, do know that I'm so sorry for what we're having now. Every relationship has its ups and downs and maybe this is our lowest point. But it can't be this long, the silence. One night would be sufficent for us; usually. Been waiting for your call or SMS every night before resting my eyes with hopes that your call will wake me up later. This is akward, really.
I know you are there. You are reachable yet I am in no access to reach you.
I miss YOU.P.S: You can call me anytime you're ready. I've had enough of this silence. Done mine. :(
P.S.S: Friends, could you please text him telling him this? Or maybe just tell him that someone is missing him so badly.
Admitted due to gland infection. Done CT scan and antibiotics drip.
Nasib baik ada misi-misi yang cantik dan cermat ni. Now I know why I can never be a nurse. But to wear the costume? Can..can..Huhu~
Cubaan Dora menjadi Hagemaru. Tak jadi.
The area of the gland infected.
Nama sebenar: Damia Athirah bt. Mohd Dzul Akmar. Umur: 6 tahun. Nama panggilan: Kakak, Athirah. "tapi ada kawan-kawan saya panggil saya Damia", katanya.
Disebabkan kakak masuk hospital, adik dipindahkan ke rumah makcik yang sorang lagi.
Kak rumah aunty chik, adik dapat main gitar. Goreng saje.
Achu dapat main transformers adik. Berjaya jugak aku bukak lori ni jadik robot.
Pagi tadi, bawak adik swimwim(swimming). And then ada seorang laki ni, tunggu kawan dia nak swimming sama. Dia break a conversation dengan aku.
"are you staying here?" kata beliau.
"no, my sister is." aku reply.
"what do you do?"
"still looking for a job. I mean temporary job while waiting for the posting list to be out"
"I see. What kind of job are you looking for?"
"teaching." with a sweet smile on the face.
"teaching? English?"
"yes,*giggles*"
"is he your yougest?" referring to my nephew who was happily swimming.
*krikkk..krikk..krik...*
"aaah. no, my nephew" with a funny smile.
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Suka hati saje. Kalau yang ni last child, berapa lagi la anak kat atas aku ada kan? Tau la muka aku ni matang dan motherly. Ha ha. Tambah pulak muka baru bangun tidur dan mandi pagi tadi. Hu hu.
Bila aku fikir-fikir balik, ada dua implication yang boleh dibuat.
1. "oh, ok, he's cute, your nephew."
2."wow, he's your last child and you still have that body!"
I prefer to believe the latter. Ha ha. Vain, ok. Menyedapkan hati
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Itulah orang kata, aura. Aura. Aura yang kita keluarkan mengikut watak yang kita mainkan. (Falliq, anda pasti lagi pro pasal watak-watak ni kan? hihi)Nampaknya aku lama sangat jaga budak-budak ni, kira macam aku dah jadi macam mak-mak dah. Ye la, hari-hari, budak-budak ni tak bangun lagi mak ayah depa dah keluar pergi kerja. Kira aku yang run the house sampai dari pagi sampai malam. Memasak, mengemas lapan kali sebab tak pernah nak kemas dengan budak-budak ni, melayan diorang ni kejap yang tu nangis kene buli, yang ni la. HUisshh..Dah macam mak orang kan? Aku berjaya mainkan watak ni nampaknya.
Sama la bila kita bawak watak sedih (sedang bersedih) orang akan nampak yang kita bersedih. Garang ke, perengus ke ape ke sama saje. Macam aku, aku tengah pegang watak Nanny yang dah ala-ala mak kan. So, nampak la keberjayaan watak itu agaknya.
Btw, esok kakak kena oprate. Harap-harap selamat. Amin~
Several songs from Across the Universe that linger in my ears
*click the arrow buttons for more!
Basically, most songs in this movie are originated from the Beatles'. The characters resing the songs and Jim Sturgess has just stolen my heart! Hu hu~
Ini la pesalah terbabit. Beliau seorang yang hyper active dan suka menyanyi. Buat apa pun nak menyanyi. Beliau juga suka melompat setempat dan melompat sekeliling rumah. Kalau tak lompat, berlari. Nak tengok dia berjalan, jarang-jarang sekali.
Selama aku berkecimpung dalam dunia Nanny ini. beliaulah yang telah membuat aku menjadi garang macam mak tiri. *still marah lagi hal syampu cair*
Rachel McAdams
Man, I want that shoe with red base!! Saw it in Wickerpark too*
The story is about a man who was cursed by a witch summoned by one of the admirer who seemed to be heartbroken of the guy who is so called a womanizer. The witch transformed the guy into a woman so that he could feel whatever other women feel when they are taken for granted, in general. Yada yada yada I think that's how it sounds. Go google or wikipid yourself if you wish to know the details :)
Ehh. Terasa rindu pula dengan mak saya.
Falliq, sila rujuk status "rendang ayam for lunch" di profile saya jika anda terkeliru.
Tiba-tiba pulak ada orang percaya. Tapi bagus jugak kalau betul-betul jadi kan? Piji, you're gonna have a beautiful companion there. Wait up, mon amie, wait up. Haha.
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Btw, I'm in trouble now. I lost my tweezer. Daymn!!! It is something that I can't live without, no kidding. Here is the list of top mini tools/things that I can't live without:
1. Tweezer to pluck pluck! I prefer to pluck certain area than to shave. It is more satisfying, I believe to get a clearer and smoother surface. *details are not compulsory*
2. Body lotion. It is a must for me to apply on lotion on my skin after bath or before going out jollying. I know my skin is not as smooth as babies but at least I put an effort to keep it moist all the time. I even carry a small bottle of Nivea in my handbag eventhough I love my sherbetz yoghurt more (why don't they come in smaller size?). Hu Hu. Plus, to have lotion in your handbag is also good for girls on the go whose hair tend to get dried off or frizzy after a hectic day. You can apply a small dollop of lotion on your hair to cover up the flaws (tips from CLEO).
3. Nail clipper to keep off the claws and germs. I feel uncomfortable having long fingernails. Sometimes I grow them in purpose *cough cough* but more than often I prefer to keep them short, clean and neat. That would be when I am too busy to take care of them or in an emergency where I am heading to a function or maybe something important and find out my nails is like a caveman. That’s the time when my nail clipper comes to the rescue for I always have it in my handbag! To me, to keep my hands clean is very important. I won’t eat with my hands without washing it first or if desperately I can’t do so (no water supply, etc.), I won’t lick my fingers even though my favorite sauce left on it. (Kind of an OCD). I love guys with clean and neat fingernails too. Aww~
4. A packet of tissue paper to wipe wipe. You will see me with a piece of tissue paper on my other hand while I’m eating. I think I am the person who causes the restaurants owners not to put the box of tissue on their table because I’ll use more than other people can imagine just for eating. Sometimes, you will also see my one hand with a crumpled tissue in it. Ask sailorBoy what usually happens when he wants to hold my hand. One more item in my handbag!
5. Cotton buds or cotton swabs to keep my ears clean and for clearer sound system. When I was in high school, staying in a hostel, I would take my ample time not only for bathing but also after bath. I would take my sweetest time digging my ears with cotton buds to absorb all the wetness inside. I wonder how did I manage to live in such restricted schedule of a hostel life with my dawdling style of digging? Now, as busy as I am having too many errands to do, I’d service my ears whenever I feel closer to deaf. But as paranoia I am about my ears, the least frequent would be like once in two days. Clean enough, I suppose.*uhurm*
6. hairclips or headband. I can’t stand hair on my forehead blocking my eyes. That’s why I think I don’t keep fringe. But now, I don’t need those anymore as my hair is as short as a boy. Shorter than his.
7. Blotter. The more effective oil absorber than the tissue paper. Sometimes when my hormones go fluctuated, the oil is just so annoying and uurghh! frustrating as it will affect my pimples production, Inc.
8. Pen and small note pad. Well, this is to jot down important things in urgent and also can give a good hand to other people around me who in need of a pen and a paper. Or like my aunties said, it is common for teachers o have at least a pen in their hand bag. I am yet to be the one but it seemed my habit is a good practice for my future profession. Heee~
Okay, people. I'm not in France. Still in Malaysia, unluckily. Hehs!
Okay okay. Why the number 10 is my favourite? To be honest, it is not because ‘10’ is the date I was born. Neither because the number is reserved for the greatest player in a team like Pele, Maradona, Zidane or even the footballer whom I had a crush when I was in high school. I often heard that ‘10’ is a favourite number of many people. I have a friend who also likes this number. I have no idea why is that for her.
Ten or dix (deece) in French, or ‘asyarah in Arabic. There’s an idea implied by this number that is seemed could be interpreted into something meaningful from my perspective. I love the idea of generalization that I could see from him. Yes. To me, ‘10’ is a ‘he’. Don’t you think so?
To me, ‘10’ is perfect. It is a complete pair with a holistic definition. In life, everything is created in pairs like Adam and Eve, Ying and Yang, black and white, spoon and fork and whatnot. That is the first idea that I could see from ‘10’. The digit ‘1’ is paired up with ‘0’ into a number – 10. ‘10’ is a simplest pair of digits.
Secondly, ‘10’ represents the idea of comparison. ‘1’ is a straight line that could start from A to B, or an infinity that will never meet the starting point (A). Whilst ‘0’ can also be said as infinity but it runs in the same circulation again and again that passes through the starting point. 1 is a straight line and 0 is the curvy one.
Next is about the shape. ‘1’ is like a solid structure that no hollow space can be filled. Meanwhile ‘0’ is a build that has an empty space to be stuffed in the middle. ‘1’ is solid and ‘0’ is hollow.Besides, it also shows the thin and the fat. We usually show a sign using the pinky finger to say someone is stick thin and blown up gesture for fat. ‘1’ is stick thin and ‘0’ is round fat.
Hurmm..
Okay. Another idea that I could see from this number is about value. We usually have this specific rank from the least to the most. The least usually starts from ‘1’. Before the least, ‘none’ takes place first in which is the ‘0’. Value starts with ‘1’, and ‘0’ shows no value.
See? That is why I like the number 10. 10 shows the simplest general ideas about life. And just so that you know, there were several weird occurrences with me and number 10. There was a time where my bus number is 10 and so did my seat number. When I went to interview to enroll this TESL program, my turn was 10! And lots more that I can’t recall.
Actually, it is a well- known fact to some friends that I have weird images of numbers. Or I shall say, creative? I see number 2 as a delicate figure, 3 as a retarded, 4 as a relaxed figure where he crossed one of his legs, 5 as arrogant like it pulls the face a bit upwards, 6 as a hunch back, 7 as robust, 8 as funny and cute (for this number, try to shape an 8 using your own body and look into the mirror.. There) and finally 9, same as 6. Or if you write your 9 with the round and a stick figure, it’ll look like a seductive, voluptuous lady the Betty Boob- like. 0? 0 is simple and surprised.
There. I wish I were good with numbers. But giving them weird images is all I can do.
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that:
I’d come to you with zero cynical thought, with zero hidden intention, with zero nasty remarks; on the first place.
I’d trust you like I have no doubt in my dictionary.
I’d do anything I could like I’m afraid I can’t do anything for you at some other time.
I wouldn’t have vulgar thoughts for you like I understand that everybody has flaws and because I respect you.
Somehow, trust would be such trivial for you when you’d keep on questioning my actions when you see it is wrong to you.
You’d say I turn on your back when your request is unfulfilled.
And you’d tell yourself how wicked I am about it like you have never knew me before.
That is how the trust would decay, skeptical thoughts would come into the picture and different annotations would be glued. Fortunately, respect will be kept still.
Severe Devastation and Deprivation.
You’d create it yourself if you decide to behave that way.
I’d come with clean hands. Don’t you try to smear it cause I am in no intention wanting to do it myself. It is just not my favor.I even hate it.
