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Overheard on Sleepyhead's phone....

Abah: Dik, adik doh daftar mengundi doh?

Me: Belom...kenapa?

Abah: Takpe lah..bawok mari nombor I/C....

Me: Errr...errr... okeh....78xxxx-xx-xx

Abah: Okeh nanti abah pegi check. Ni bagi tau sama Kak Ida suruh sms nombor I/C dia kat abah ok?

Me: (Anak yang taat) Ok bah....semekom.

Happy Birthday Ajmal!




Baby Ajmal is no longer a baby. He turns 2 today. Happy birthday, cheeky monkey!

My Kitteh Post

When ideas escape you.....post a kitteh...

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Plagiarism Among Students

That's quite a serious title I've got there. Well, after the previous entry I take it upon myself to act a little bit more serious just for the sake of being the opposite, ahem.

As it turned out, the student bearing the goreng pisang was copying from some other paper. What made the difference was instead of jumping on the bandwagon of other students who stupidly copy verbatim anything and everything, this particular student of mine at least had the sense to understand what she was copying and at least tried to rephrase most of the sentences. I giver her credit at least for that. Needless to say, the goreng pisang was finished in 5 minutes flat. Goreng pisang or not, though, it is worrying to me about the state of tertiary education in Malaysia. How students aimlessly attend lectures without any preparation whatsoever, get into class in a dazed zombie-like manner and and just leaves without any value added to their body of knowledge by the time the class ends. When the time comes for assignments, they easily and proudly copy whatever they can get from the internet and hand it in sometimes with even the tell-tale blue box and unmodified font/style. Don't even get me started about the techniques they use to copy each other during exams.

Okay, serious mood out. Because it seriously is boring. It's raining heavily outside and I'm hungry again. Because five minutes after getting back to the office after lunch, my stomach did it's stunt since taking the EPO. My guts' contents are on the way to the Alam Flora sewer somewhere and now my tummy is asking for more. Am thinking of hot goreng pisang again. I'm not gonna see the student again until Monday so goreng pisang is out of the question. Anyone want to belanja me swiss mushroom burger from TGI? Heh.

p/s: Non-blogging sis, bowling session jadi ke?

Ini adalah entry saya....

...yang ke tujuh belas puluh ratus ribu pada hari ini kerana ... saya adalah terbosan sekali hari ini PLUS I like my new template. Hik.

Mak telah memasak ikan tenggiri kicap bersama kentang dan cendawan serta salad dengan peanut dressing. Semuanya cantik terhidang tapi kami hanya amik sedikit saja sebagai bekalan sebab sebelum itu sudah kenyang memakan bihun Makcik Y yang rasanya hanya so-so. Rugilah makan mihun itu. Sebelum balik Abah sempat capai ke dalam kereta Nissan untuk memberi kami topi percuma berjenama Parti X. Adalah Joe sangat malu untuk memakai topi percuma itu. Sampai KL terus menuju rumah Shah Alam untuk aktiviti kemas-kemas tapi ended up memakan bekalan yang sedikit di atas lantai. Akhir sekali adalah menyesal kerana amik nasi yang tak cukup untuk makan berdua. Bekas untuk bekalan adalah licin kerana sisa-sisa salad dressing juga dihabiskan. Selepas makan berbaring di atas lantai kerana hanya lantai sahaja yang sejuk di rumah itu. Selain daripada itu adalah panas kerana Encik Joe tidak pandai memasang kipas-kipas elektrik di rumah melainkan meminta perkhidmatan Encik Wireman. Rumah masih perlukan 10 downlights dan juga 2 kipas murah WorldStar yang berharga RM69.90 itu. Encik Security Guard juga adalah datang mengetuk gate yang belum di'auto'kan itu untuk memberi khidmat rondaan dengan kadar RM30 sebulan. Adalah saya rasa berpatutan tapi siapa yang mahu make sure Encik Guard Bangla itu datang meronda setiap satu jam? Adalah sungguh moskel sekali. Sebelah petang pergi memcabut rimbunan pokok merayap yang saya tidak tahu nama itu di belakang rumah. Pokok merayap sangat rajin merayap hingga sampai ke dalam bilik air bawah untuk mencari air.

Semenjak dua menjak ini perut adalah meragam kerana saya makan Evening Primrose Oil. Nik berkata EPO ini baik untuk stabilise hormone dalam badan saya. Bagus juga kerana setiap kali makan saya akan rasa hendak terbe*&^ dengan sekelip mata jadi saya tidak sempat menyimpan makanan dalam perut; adalah semua terus terkeluar dengan ganasnya.

Oh belum sempat terbe*&^ hari ini adalah seorang student mendatangkan diri setelah lama tidak berjumpa dan membawa pisang goreng sebagai rasuah. Pisang goreng adalah sedap jadi saya melahap tanpa malu. Padan muka dia selalu malas mendatang jumpa. Tapi adalah tulisannya sangat bagus dan academic sehingga saya termalu dan menrevertkan diri kepada tulisan luahan hati dan luahan otak dalam bahasa yang entah apa-apa ini....alah agaknya dia tiru kot?!

Okay have I told you yet I'm addicted to this?

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Overheard at mak's house....

Mak : Saya tak kesah nak makan apa pun, asalkan ada orang yang mengelolakan; basuh
pinggan, kemas-kemas.....

Makcik X : Alah, tapi hari ni tak pe...sleepyhead ada....

Me : Banyaklah kau punya tak pe.... kalau dah sayang sangat kat kakak tu buatlah
makan-makan di rumah sendiri...pinggan mangkuk sendiri...basuh sendiri...
(Only in my heart)

Guess who ended up doing the cleaning?

While waiting...

and listening to mak finish her tazkirah here's what I did. Heh. Upgraded from Old Blogger to New Blogger with XML. You like?

Y noes apdate?

Srsly...im addicted to dis

IZ NAKIES  SUMWUN STOLED MAHÂ JAMMIEZ
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Mak....



....in her prime years. She's far more fashionable than any of us, at least in her time. The permed hair, matching shoes, handbag and accessories, complete with umbrella. That was her signature. When we were all in our schooling years she was busy taking care of us so looking fashionable had to take the back burner what with financial constraints and all. Now, though, in her golden years Mak is back on the fashionable front. Again, at least, in her time and ripe ol' age of 72. I personally think that she looks much younger that her age, but I might be biased. She's MY mak after all. And take a gander at my Abah; complete with retro glasses.



Mirror mirror on the wall....




...who is the makcik-est of them all? That would be Sleepyhead! Jadi bukan lah Auntida sahaja yang sudah promote kepada taste makcik-makcik. Tehehehe....I got it while on the way back to Kuantan. We made a detour (I know it sounds ridiculous) to The Store, Alam Sentral Shah Alam. It's retailing at 50% of its original price.....CNY sales ma...only RM 39.90. Quite comfy and suitable for long walks on the beach.......which is what we did on Saturday. Mak cooked nasi minyak and gulai ayam. I fried up some prawns and a couple of salmon blocks. Ja and Abg Din brought fruits and drinks and off we went to Pantai Balok. Abah came way later (after his mengaji class and berborak sessions) and was only left with 2 prawns and gulai tanpa daging ayam. I bet he knew the food was going to be polished off before he arrived so he brought kuih kambas (? spelling) and some buns courtesy of Makcik Mas.









Pictures of the beach were forgotten because the picnic was centered around eating Mak's famous nasi minyak. On Friday Joe and I ventured out to Tanjung Lumpur in search of Nafisah's Keropok Sagu. Unfortunately Nafisah was otherwise engaged. Busy going to CNY open houses, maybe. So our plan B was to go to Mok Na's stall. The front section was filled with throngs of people queueing up to buy the sata. I wasn't interested in that so we went straight in to the dining area. No empty tables were to be found. Not at least, until we have stood around with a hungry look on our faces for about 10 minutes. Next, it came to ordering. Since this is only our second time here we looked at other tables for a clue. There were numerous plates of what seemd to be fish deep fried in batter so we ordered a set of those; and RM3 worth of kepok. Next, we saw the house specialty drink in the form of air jagung special. The "special" turns out to be a meagre scoop of corn flavord ice cream. But it looked quite attractive when it was being made so I ordered it on top of our iced lime tea and teh tarik. The service leaves much room for improvement. We had to wait close to half an hour for the fish to arrive and yet another 30 minutes for the kepok to arrive; and not without our constant nagging of the waiter-boy-person. Granted, there were so many people there; but I think for a business like this to survive it needs to think strategically and be prepared to cater to a large number of customers. Oh well, you can't have much hope for a smalltown kampung business like this, can you? Not without proper brains at the helm. And I think this Mok Na person has gone a little way over her head since so many people are visiting her stall. Needless to say, the kepok was gorgeous.....nice crispy outer layer which gives a crunch when you bit and then soft gooey center completes the palate. I can't say the same for the deep fried fish, though. It's a little bland. And the air jagung? So-so. In essence, I'd definitely go there for the kepok but only if there is no long queue or throngs of people.



People lining up for sata

People filling up the tables


Deep fried battered fishy fish


Air Jagung Special

Kepok Sagu






Now the cycle is complete....


...since I've been discovered by yet another sibling ---> the somewhat non-blogging bro. I say somewhat because he does have a blog but it's leaning more towards the academia. Boooorrriiinnnngggg!!!!! Wake the baby up Abg Din, and pour out your soul to us! Muehehehehehe....and I know you have been visiting today!

Saya adalah....

sangat NAIF. Insident lewat minggu ini cukup meletakkan benda-benda ke dalam perspektif (put things into perspective, yo!) Tapi tak apa, apa orang kata tu ye? Don't get angry, get EVEN. Bring it on, b*tch!!!!

In Mourning

I do not want to seem so shallow but although there are many other saddening news in this world, I weep a little when I heard about this....R.I.P Heath Ledger.

And in other news, I'm gonna need to do some shopping since the government has decided that Thursday is Batik Day

'Tis the second season...

of good food and good company. It was Abami's birthday, Kak Ida's coming to KL and Kak Nona's promotion; and naturally we decided it was high time for a good makan time. At another hotel, of course. This time, it was One World Hotel. Guess who suggested it? Ahem!

The spread was delectable. My pick was the dimsum, sushi and sashimi, smoked salmon (my usual must-have!), pasta, button mushrooms in olive oil (bit too salty), pizza and the usual salads and starters. There was also mamak-style and chinese-style cuisine but I wasn't tempted. The angel-hair pasta was lovely with the cream sauce and I added the smoked salmon and mushrooms to it to make it more irresistable. I wish I had more of those dimsum as well as sashimi. The tuna on the sushi was not as fresh, though. It's color was slightly pale. I liked the choice of salads and vegetables mainly because there was plenty of broccoli and cauliflower to be had with a wide selection of salad dressings. Okay, enough about the food.

We were a bit late getting there because we had to get a gift for abami and I got a couple of cards for Kak Nona and Kak Ida. I'm sure when they opened the cards they were expecting something more than just a card. Ticket to Hawaii? Eheh. Maybe in 10 years' time (crossing my fingers!!!!) To be frank, I didn't know what to get them. For sure it can't be something unoriginal because they give great gifts......(kipas nih!) like what I got just now.......thanks Kak Ida! As soon as I got home I turned on the laptop to try the gadget on. I am ecstatic. It was nice to see the kids again. Ajmal has now got a little chevron on his sleeve; a sign of an upgrade in his life experiences as baby-toddler. Jijin confirmed that she indeed has a lot of friends; too many to recite their names to me, Qin was being her cheeky self but probably forgot who I was because she barely said a sentence to me, Shasha and Aiman are swamped with work to get them ready for their big exams and Along is still in love with Rain. Hohum. Conversation was the usual. There's talk of going for the pilgrimage and the possibility of a couple of us being sponsored for the trip. Yehoo!The stuff-your-face-while-talking-at-the-same-time session took slightly longer than two hours. We convened to the cafe lobby for a photo op and later adjourned to our respective destinations.

And the actual reason I am writing this is because the memory of the food that we had is making me go hungry again. Tonight I'll be going to sleep with a rumbling belly and dreaming of a large salmon lying agains smokey blue-grey walls and a certain antique stained dining table.

The New Proton BLM


Nope, I'm not getting any commission from Proton. Wish I do, though.

In keeping with the theme...


of premature birthday wishes, I hereby announce that I am the first person to wish a certain somebody HAPPY 40TH BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!! I hope the phrase 'Life begins at 40' does not apply to you and wishing you all happiness and longevity as well as a delicious spread of barbecue, ahem!

Just because....

There is no particular reason for this entry. We had an uneventful week and weekend. The holiday was spent lazing around just because I miss lazing around on a holiday with Joe. He's still out there, by the way; doing what he likes best. I have yet to email my non blogging sis his resume just because Joe says he is shy about his credentials. Nothing much to be impressed about, he says. I am livid, of course; at his revelation just because it is particularly a very, very, very stupid excuse indeed. Nantilah ye Kak Nona! He has updated the resume but has yet to give it to me. The bugger is somewhere in the boondocks of Jerantut. Yesterday was at least a little bit productive. The lawn is growing nicely. The flowers are blooming. Only the pseudo Christmas tree is losing its color. Lack of water, probably. I am quite happy of that just because we broke our backs to make it happen. We've looked at a few kitchen cabinet designs. I am at my wits end choosing the right color for the doors just because I want it to match with our kitchen's terracotta orange floor tiles. The walls on the living room have been partially painted with Jotun's Sugar Cane green. It is partially painted just because Joe is trying to veto for the wall to be painted in Jotun's Lime Peel green. The roomie is blabbing about the hubby getting a good offer from a multinational telco company and I am depressed just because I think she is so lucky. And finally, I am not answering the emails with regards to the family get-together in February just because I simply do not know yet what Joe's schedule is like next month.

Stomach Flu Sisters



Qin was hospitalised yesterday for stomach flu. As I heard from my non-blogging kakak, the virus has been around for a few months now. The ulat Qin was later discharged, thank God. True to her ulat self I heard that she didn't have any difficulties even with the flu. This ulat is nowhere near the real ulat that I found lying in my garden last Sunday. Earlier her soul sister, Jijin also got bit by the flu bug. Pity her, it was while we were in PD. But Jijin is also now in her elements. Had a chance to meet her during the weekend and she seemed happy to start her life as a primary schooler. Guess she's met a lot of friends. It was only a year ago that she adamantly refused to go to any school because it had no TV. She must have somehow caught that from her Mushu, heh. And don't even let Mushu say anything about the ulat boy because this is a true ulat prince; always finding an excuse to 'mengodek'. Tapi takper sebab ulat mengodek dengan comelnya!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY ABG ZACH!

In keeping with a promise I made, here's wishing you a happy and very together birthday! May Auntida lavish you with love and kisses and everything nice plus a cake or two. May the new year bring new hope and promises and not to mention the great surroundings for a photo op featuring none other than yours truly and joe hihihi....