Sekiranya diriku terkasar bahasa dan mengguris hatimu, ampunilah.
Halalkanlah makan minum ku,
Maafkanlah salah silapku dari hujung rambut hinga ke hujung kaki,
yang zahir dan yang batin. Insya-Allah.
31.8.10
Eid ul Fitri al-Mubarak
Sekiranya diriku terkasar bahasa dan mengguris hatimu, ampunilah.
Halalkanlah makan minum ku,
Maafkanlah salah silapku dari hujung rambut hinga ke hujung kaki,
yang zahir dan yang batin. Insya-Allah.
29.8.10
Finding Mr. Right
What is it..that made life worthwhile??
LOVE 
Finding Mr. Right --->>
Well, it is 'worth it' if
he loves me,
respects me and
pamper me!
24.8.10
My Cheapo Bread Pudding Sedap
ingredients:
200 oz of milk
2 eggs
4 Tsp of sugar
1 tsp of vanilla essence
a handful of raisins or bananas
6-7 slices of stale gardenia bread
enough butter to spread on bread
how to mix:
mix milk, egg and sugar and whisk them well
cut the breads in quarters and spread some butter on 'em
align them or scatter them in a casserole dish
with raisins thrown in between
pour the liquid mixture and let it soak
scatter some coarse sugar on top for some magic!
set the oven 180-200 degrees and let it preheat for 10 mins
Put the casserole dish in and let it bake for 20 mins!
how to eat
You can eat with whip cream or vanilla sauce! Yummy!
200 oz of milk
2 eggs
4 Tsp of sugar
1 tsp of vanilla essence
a handful of raisins or bananas
6-7 slices of stale gardenia bread
enough butter to spread on bread
how to mix:
mix milk, egg and sugar and whisk them well
cut the breads in quarters and spread some butter on 'em
align them or scatter them in a casserole dish
with raisins thrown in between
pour the liquid mixture and let it soak
scatter some coarse sugar on top for some magic!
set the oven 180-200 degrees and let it preheat for 10 mins
Put the casserole dish in and let it bake for 20 mins!
how to eat
You can eat with whip cream or vanilla sauce! Yummy!
22.8.10
The Time Traveler's Wife (Spoiler alert)
"I'm feeling a little bit depressed and I need to let it out of my system. So please bear with me."
Title: The Time Traveler's Wife
Author: Audrey Niffenegger
Genre: Romance, Tragedy, Mature, Smut, psychological, supernatural
I read it and towards the end, I can't stop tears from flowing. I put myself in Clare's and Henry's. I love the complicated relationship and twisted irony they have to face. Being thrown through time and age gaps, its almost masochistic. Maybe, I'm a sadist but I don't want to be one. Through Clare, I hate Henry for letting things goes as his please and let things as they are. He can do more to prevent it and to make it better for the both of them. In Henry's, I understand why he did it. It's poetic justice on his part and what better way than to let what he knows going to happen, happens.
It's obviously was a tough love story, for me it was original and I wanted it to be a little bit longer. If I could I wanted Henry to grow out older and dying because of old age rather than that awful accident. Henry was dying and I was Clare for that briefest moment, I feel Henry by my side and I hugged him not letting go. Knowing that when he comes back it will be over. If I was really her I could never live knowing that I let it happen. The course of their destiny is almost evil and a very sweet torture.
I hate Gomez for seducing Clare and I hate her for relenting. He was her best friend's husband after all but as a woman I can only imagine how lonely and cold it can get without Henry, your soulmate. So I forgive her.
It's painful yet so awfully sweet to love someone from the future in your past and meet again in your future but lose him in the present years together. When in actual you'd lost him way in the past. What kind of life to be awfully alone and keeps on waiting and knowing he is somewhere between times, healthy, youthful and alive but far away from where you are. *sob sob
21.8.10
The Princess Day Out.
Today, Saturday 21st August 2010.
It's a lovely morning, the sun is not as harsh and I took Aminah out to make up for the day before. It will be a 'Princess Day Out'! I shall be on her beck and call! To Jaya Jusco, to the little indoor playground. It will be perfect because:
1. No sun means no sweat!
2. No dirt means no dirt!
The Princess was cute and gay in her sky blue dress and baby blue crocs. I humbly took off her crocs so she can precede her way onto the playing mat and haul her self to the slides, tunnels and those spring thingy that you sit on and it rocks to and fro.
As her loyal servant I watched her from afar but visible enough in her plane view, in case she gets conscious. The crowd came in one by one to join in the fun and most of them were boys. The Princess was pretty outnumbered, I was quite worried and the boys weren't that shy.
I believe the little boys are older around 3-4 years old. They, stared at her, run all around her even tease her from time to time. Despite, she smile, wave and put her tongue out to those who crossed the line. She didn't hit but gave them the dagger stare, her demeanor was delightful. After all that the boys didn't quit, their interest only escalate.
The Princess took a time out and it was my cue to serve her the best nectar the land had to offer (Milo in a pack, not chilled). She poke the straw in, perks up the sweet chocolaty taste and gulp down to quench her thirst. Meanwhile, the boys seem to be up to no good? They group up under the slides and it seems like a summit was in procession. Are they planning a coup d'etat??
As I returned the Princess to her playground the boys called her out to their little office. It seems that one of the boys had brought some toys to share and play. My Princess sits among the boys like A regal Queen among her royal consorts! Suddenly, a little toddler came along and hit my Princess for no reason. It seemed that the little toddler wanted to play but to play is strictly by invitation only. The Princess was shocked, I was surprised that she didn't fight but just stared back.
Suddenly, the toy owner shooed the toddler away and console my little Princess. In my eyes the hero, the knight in shinning armor saved the damsel in distress! It was time to go back so I reminded the Princess of the hour of late. She help her knight to pack his toys and wave him goodbye. The first time ever I saw the little knight, blush, smile and wave back at her! It was sweet and awfully too cute!
The End
It's a lovely morning, the sun is not as harsh and I took Aminah out to make up for the day before. It will be a 'Princess Day Out'! I shall be on her beck and call! To Jaya Jusco, to the little indoor playground. It will be perfect because:1. No sun means no sweat!
2. No dirt means no dirt!
The Princess was cute and gay in her sky blue dress and baby blue crocs. I humbly took off her crocs so she can precede her way onto the playing mat and haul her self to the slides, tunnels and those spring thingy that you sit on and it rocks to and fro.
As her loyal servant I watched her from afar but visible enough in her plane view, in case she gets conscious. The crowd came in one by one to join in the fun and most of them were boys. The Princess was pretty outnumbered, I was quite worried and the boys weren't that shy.
I believe the little boys are older around 3-4 years old. They, stared at her, run all around her even tease her from time to time. Despite, she smile, wave and put her tongue out to those who crossed the line. She didn't hit but gave them the dagger stare, her demeanor was delightful. After all that the boys didn't quit, their interest only escalate.
The Princess took a time out and it was my cue to serve her the best nectar the land had to offer (Milo in a pack, not chilled). She poke the straw in, perks up the sweet chocolaty taste and gulp down to quench her thirst. Meanwhile, the boys seem to be up to no good? They group up under the slides and it seems like a summit was in procession. Are they planning a coup d'etat??
As I returned the Princess to her playground the boys called her out to their little office. It seems that one of the boys had brought some toys to share and play. My Princess sits among the boys like A regal Queen among her royal consorts! Suddenly, a little toddler came along and hit my Princess for no reason. It seemed that the little toddler wanted to play but to play is strictly by invitation only. The Princess was shocked, I was surprised that she didn't fight but just stared back.
Suddenly, the toy owner shooed the toddler away and console my little Princess. In my eyes the hero, the knight in shinning armor saved the damsel in distress! It was time to go back so I reminded the Princess of the hour of late. She help her knight to pack his toys and wave him goodbye. The first time ever I saw the little knight, blush, smile and wave back at her! It was sweet and awfully too cute!
The End
The Storm Before
Yesterday, Friday 20th August 2010.
Aminah, 2 years old had been crying through out the day with the same reason all over. First, she cried because I had to go to work and obviously, she can't tag along. Secondly, Her mom left her for her morning lecture. Thirdly, her grandpa (my dad) wouldn't take her along to send off her brothers for religious school and last but not least her grandma left her to go to the mosque for tarawikh! To top off her misery, her mom (my sister) who was tired and all wind up unleash her fury unto her. She took her pitiful self to bed and cry to sleep all the while hugging her lil' blankie for comfort.
Aminah, 2 years old had been crying through out the day with the same reason all over. First, she cried because I had to go to work and obviously, she can't tag along. Secondly, Her mom left her for her morning lecture. Thirdly, her grandpa (my dad) wouldn't take her along to send off her brothers for religious school and last but not least her grandma left her to go to the mosque for tarawikh! To top off her misery, her mom (my sister) who was tired and all wind up unleash her fury unto her. She took her pitiful self to bed and cry to sleep all the while hugging her lil' blankie for comfort.
18.8.10
18th August 2010
Once the clock starts ticking...youth silently slipping
Tiptoeing on Every seconds missing. I hate wrinkles beneath the eyes that multiplied overnight,
I rubbed to erase through the monitor's dark glares.
It went bloodshot. a crimson dye.
A new habit discovered, picking nails.
The urge is when there's nothing to do.
Rubbing between the edges until it tore, peel it off.
let it bleed for more.
Doodle, doodle and more doodles.
after awhile doodling again and doodled.
up, center, down and around.
Doodling daisies and daisies noodling. Nothing but daisies.
Windows are wide, sometime framed to overlook.
Powdered pink sky and dyed cotton candy.
sets The ruby red sun final dance.
Beautiful and Brazen. a Bewitched night looks on, lured and lust for lights last kiss, in that stained affairs not in day or darkness they shared their intimate bliss.
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