To live in a family where you're basically surrounded by men or little men for that matter, other than your mother is just about the same as living in a household full of monkeys. You definitely get to hear a lot of shoutings/screamings sometimes by yours truly and sometimes by my mother trying to get them off from jumping on the couch or rolling plasticine on the floor or taking their eyes off from being glued to cartoons and get dressed for agama school or their gymnastic acts and the like. It's a daily routine thingy. Luckily for me, I'm not around to meddle or witness their little acts and mischieves everyday unless I'm back for the weekend or on holidays, which really is the case right now.
Let me tell you, I have 4 little brothers respectively of the ages 19, 12, 8 and 7. The monkeys I'm talking about are the 2 young ones whom I'm extremely fond of. The 12-year-old bro is like the big bro to the big bro. Get what I'm saying? And the 19 year-old bro is another case altogether. My 8 year-old bro is the type who physically gets things done. More like byk kerja punya budak. Ada aje benda nak kosel. My youngest bro on the other hand is the verbal type, your next-door makcik who talks about nothing to everything. A splendid pair don't you think? Yea I think so too. If they belonged to some agency, one would do all the talking and the other would get all the things done, pronto! But when they're not around, it's like something huuuugee is missing in the house... especially the pokpek-pokpek one.
Back when my 8 year-old bro Safuan was in Std 1, he had a serious case of hyperness at school. He sat up front so the teacher could constantly supervise him. He walked around class a lot jumping from one place to another. Come Report Card Day, when my mom came, the teacher shamelessly said, "Bila saya tengok budak nih terlompat-lompat sana sini, saya pikir, anak sapeeeelaaa tak reti duk diam nih." Haha, well of course that's not much of a surprise to any of us but despite all that, he does well in exams. More than a 90% average. Budak-budak sekarang pandai-pandai ke aku dulu yang bodoh? Well now he's in Std 2 and he came home one day and told my mom proudly, "Ma, Safuan dah pandai sekarang! Cikgu dah suruh Safuan duduk belakang." I guess it's a common notation that problematic kids or less-smart kids sit in front. It was funny then, kids just say the darndest things. My youngest bro, Azri pulak can be a batu api sometimes. The kind you feel like nak ganyang-ganyang mulut dia dengan cili, memang tak padan dengan kecik.
Example
Safuan: Kaklong yang makan Safuan punya fries eh?
Me : Mana ada kaklong makan. (I really didn't.)
And all of a sudden, this little ketot kid comes along and says...
Azri : Ye Safuan(with a smug look)! Kaklong yang makan. Aji(he calls himself that) nampak kaklong yang makan(in the most irritating of tones)!
Safuan is the lurus type, very straight(not THAT straight) while Azri on the contrary is the manipulative type. On my mom's 46th birthday recently, he purposely twisted the figures and instead wished my mom, "Happy 64th Birthday". Hahah. And the other day... my mom, he and I were sitting on the front porch and he suddenly said, "Ma, nanti bila kaklong kahwin(?!?*?), mak jadi nenek." And he proceeded with singing... "Nenek nenek si bongkok tiga...." Hahahah. Coming from a lil kid who's barely even 7.
But heck... without them, life wouldn't be as entertaining as it is now. They're my sunshine after a heavy pouring rain...
Caught in the act after making a 'stew'
from the remains of sharpening coloured pencils
thus causing the sink to clog.
Our siblings push buttons that cast us in roles we felt sure we had let go of long ago - the baby, the peacekeeper, the caretaker, the avoider.... It doesn't seem to matter how much time has elapsed or how far we've traveled. --Jane Mersky Leder
Let me tell you, I have 4 little brothers respectively of the ages 19, 12, 8 and 7. The monkeys I'm talking about are the 2 young ones whom I'm extremely fond of. The 12-year-old bro is like the big bro to the big bro. Get what I'm saying? And the 19 year-old bro is another case altogether. My 8 year-old bro is the type who physically gets things done. More like byk kerja punya budak. Ada aje benda nak kosel. My youngest bro on the other hand is the verbal type, your next-door makcik who talks about nothing to everything. A splendid pair don't you think? Yea I think so too. If they belonged to some agency, one would do all the talking and the other would get all the things done, pronto! But when they're not around, it's like something huuuugee is missing in the house... especially the pokpek-pokpek one.
Back when my 8 year-old bro Safuan was in Std 1, he had a serious case of hyperness at school. He sat up front so the teacher could constantly supervise him. He walked around class a lot jumping from one place to another. Come Report Card Day, when my mom came, the teacher shamelessly said, "Bila saya tengok budak nih terlompat-lompat sana sini, saya pikir, anak sapeeeelaaa tak reti duk diam nih." Haha, well of course that's not much of a surprise to any of us but despite all that, he does well in exams. More than a 90% average. Budak-budak sekarang pandai-pandai ke aku dulu yang bodoh? Well now he's in Std 2 and he came home one day and told my mom proudly, "Ma, Safuan dah pandai sekarang! Cikgu dah suruh Safuan duduk belakang." I guess it's a common notation that problematic kids or less-smart kids sit in front. It was funny then, kids just say the darndest things. My youngest bro, Azri pulak can be a batu api sometimes. The kind you feel like nak ganyang-ganyang mulut dia dengan cili, memang tak padan dengan kecik.
Example
Safuan: Kaklong yang makan Safuan punya fries eh?
Me : Mana ada kaklong makan. (I really didn't.)
And all of a sudden, this little ketot kid comes along and says...
Azri : Ye Safuan(with a smug look)! Kaklong yang makan. Aji(he calls himself that) nampak kaklong yang makan(in the most irritating of tones)!
Safuan is the lurus type, very straight(not THAT straight) while Azri on the contrary is the manipulative type. On my mom's 46th birthday recently, he purposely twisted the figures and instead wished my mom, "Happy 64th Birthday". Hahah. And the other day... my mom, he and I were sitting on the front porch and he suddenly said, "Ma, nanti bila kaklong kahwin(?!?*?), mak jadi nenek." And he proceeded with singing... "Nenek nenek si bongkok tiga...." Hahahah. Coming from a lil kid who's barely even 7.
But heck... without them, life wouldn't be as entertaining as it is now. They're my sunshine after a heavy pouring rain...
Caught in the act after making a 'stew'
from the remains of sharpening coloured pencils
thus causing the sink to clog.
Our siblings push buttons that cast us in roles we felt sure we had let go of long ago - the baby, the peacekeeper, the caretaker, the avoider.... It doesn't seem to matter how much time has elapsed or how far we've traveled. --Jane Mersky Leder
I know it's been a while. Especially since it's holidays and I really ought to write more than usual. But yeah, perhaps a vacation also means a lil time off computers. Come new semester and my laptop will probably be on again 24/7. That's how related us so-called new generation people rely on computers. I'm already into my 2nd week and I have another week left, dreading the thought already. I feel like I wanna do so much but lacking in time. I mean 3 weeks? What exactly can you do in 3 weeks? You can't even go to a proper kickboxing class(I've thought of it, being my paranoid self). People won't even consider hiring you for work. So what do I do? The original holiday plan was to watch all the movies I could get my eyes on and eat all I want and sleep all day long. But of course, how much can you sleep? There's even a limit to how much you can eat. Not many good movies airing either. And again, you ask, what the heyyyyy have I been doing?
Lately, my day starts off with jogging in Kiara Park. Not bad huh? Close your mouth, I know some of you are gawking already. Meaning I get up early and that's a good achievement coz I need to start getting my biological clock right. Last time I checked, it was pretty much haywired. So I'm sleeping early and waking up early, I'm quite proud of myself there. Hehe. Of course when you jog in the morn, you'd see a whole bunch of old people with their taichis and what not in contrast to when you go later in the evening. And if you're lucky, you might even be able to say hello to a bunch of monkeys. Or... you could scream and curse, like Sarah(heheh, I love you anyway!) but it's all good. Even met old schoolmates. I prefer mornings that late afternoons. Like yesterday, I went jogging with Fai and Sarah. Fai impressed me with cycling all the way from Taman SEA. He really works out I guess unlike some fat lazybums like me. We don't exactly jog together, coz everybody just goes off at their own pace(okay okay! I admit, it's a good enough reason for me to lag behind, haha!) but we catch up, always always during our last round when we're all just walking and cooling off. That's when we start talking and catching up with things. Come next week, I'll have to start jogging alone :( Sad thought.
Relatively, my day of course does not just end there. When I get home, my second agenda would be to pay our neighbourhood market a visit with my mommee, although not everyday. I'm even starting to recognize people from my morning jogging sessions there! Woohoo, good feeling coz at least I'm not the only one who goes off to market in my jogging attire. Yesterday, upon returning from the market, I went off and watched 50 First Dates. Sweet movie I guess, Henry(Adam Sandler) who plays playboy falls in love with Lucy(Drew Barrymore) who suffers from short term memory loss. She forgets every single thing that happens right after the day she met with the accident and she goes on everyday after that fateful day doing the same thing all over again. Forgetting people she meets, celebrating her dad's birthday everyday for a year. Adam Sandler wins her off by making her fall in love with him with a different gesture everyday. Schweet ain't it? It's good if you're just looking out for a movie to you know... ease your mind off things. To just plain... lay off a bit.
Later in the day, it'd be just a series of picking up or sending my bros or mom off to somehwere. So by the end of the day, I'd just be plain tired to do anything else resulting in me sleeping early. So you know... maybe I could just shred some kilos off. If only I weren't eating as much. Haha. Urghh, I'm boring aren't I? Maybe I'll talk about something 'nicer' in my next entry.
If it weren't for the fact that the TV set and the refrigerator are so far apart, some of us wouldn't get any exercise at all. --Joey Adams
Lately, my day starts off with jogging in Kiara Park. Not bad huh? Close your mouth, I know some of you are gawking already. Meaning I get up early and that's a good achievement coz I need to start getting my biological clock right. Last time I checked, it was pretty much haywired. So I'm sleeping early and waking up early, I'm quite proud of myself there. Hehe. Of course when you jog in the morn, you'd see a whole bunch of old people with their taichis and what not in contrast to when you go later in the evening. And if you're lucky, you might even be able to say hello to a bunch of monkeys. Or... you could scream and curse, like Sarah(heheh, I love you anyway!) but it's all good. Even met old schoolmates. I prefer mornings that late afternoons. Like yesterday, I went jogging with Fai and Sarah. Fai impressed me with cycling all the way from Taman SEA. He really works out I guess unlike some fat lazybums like me. We don't exactly jog together, coz everybody just goes off at their own pace(okay okay! I admit, it's a good enough reason for me to lag behind, haha!) but we catch up, always always during our last round when we're all just walking and cooling off. That's when we start talking and catching up with things. Come next week, I'll have to start jogging alone :( Sad thought.
Relatively, my day of course does not just end there. When I get home, my second agenda would be to pay our neighbourhood market a visit with my mommee, although not everyday. I'm even starting to recognize people from my morning jogging sessions there! Woohoo, good feeling coz at least I'm not the only one who goes off to market in my jogging attire. Yesterday, upon returning from the market, I went off and watched 50 First Dates. Sweet movie I guess, Henry(Adam Sandler) who plays playboy falls in love with Lucy(Drew Barrymore) who suffers from short term memory loss. She forgets every single thing that happens right after the day she met with the accident and she goes on everyday after that fateful day doing the same thing all over again. Forgetting people she meets, celebrating her dad's birthday everyday for a year. Adam Sandler wins her off by making her fall in love with him with a different gesture everyday. Schweet ain't it? It's good if you're just looking out for a movie to you know... ease your mind off things. To just plain... lay off a bit.
Later in the day, it'd be just a series of picking up or sending my bros or mom off to somehwere. So by the end of the day, I'd just be plain tired to do anything else resulting in me sleeping early. So you know... maybe I could just shred some kilos off. If only I weren't eating as much. Haha. Urghh, I'm boring aren't I? Maybe I'll talk about something 'nicer' in my next entry.
If it weren't for the fact that the TV set and the refrigerator are so far apart, some of us wouldn't get any exercise at all. --Joey Adams
Yesterday was a rough day. I had slept at 6am the night before and was up in less than an hour when my dad woke me up and told me to help make breakfast and get my lil brothers ready for school. Normally, it'd be my mom doing the job, but recently she wakes up feeling dizzy and can hardly get herself off from bed. Luckily, I'm on holidays for a few weeks. So, red-eyed as I was, I made breakfast and gave each of them their allowance. Yea, I even had to fork money from my own purse coz I didn't know where my mom keeps their daily allowance. As their school van came to pick my brothers up, my dad came down for his breakfast. He goes off for work a little later than my brothers. I later went upstairs to check on my mom but she wasn't doing so good but had wanted some bread and a glass of warm water mixed with honey. After bringing her breakfast up I thought I could get some sleep but just as I was about to get an eye shut, one of my brothers called and said he had left his P.E clothes at home. And off goes Naz the driver to send her brother's P.E attire off to school... lalalala laaaa.
When I came home, I said to myself, "Now I can finally get my share of sleep!" I did but for only about 3 hours. Not long for someone who had only gotten less than an hour of sleep. I woke up to my cousin's phone call, asking if I could help send her to the garage coz her car's batteries had just went kapoot. So I did just that. I didn't mind helping out at all. The irony of it? I never had the chance to get MYSELF any breakfast. Haha. Oh well I'm not complaining(although I sound like I am). Things happen. The downfall of being the only daughter is, when moms aren't around, everything else falls on your shoulders... especially if you have 4 spoilt brothers and a spoilt dad to go with it. =p The next sleep I got was after dozing off on the couch while watching Crime Night and woke up at about 4am wondering who had switched the TV off. Haha.
By lunchtime my mom had gotten a lot better. Better enough to even go grocery shopping. And boy do I love grocery shopping!!! You know the feeling when you walk to the fridge and you see it all filled up with loads of food? Doesn't it just gets you excited? I love seeing my fridge all packed just as much as I love food. Haha. We basically had our trolley overflowing with food and what not, trust me if my dad tags along, we don't just get ONE overflowing trolley but TWO! I'd choose grocery shopping over any kind of shopping anytime!!!
Of course, as far as grocery shopping goes, my plans of heading to the PC Fair that afternoon obviously backfired. I went this morning instead along with my cousin and got myself a new 256MB Thumbdrive. Yaaay!!! I was surveying for PC's initially and I've already set my eyes on a Hewlett Packard PC running a 120GB, 512MB, DVD/CD-RW and the whole shebang. And heck, the place is packed like nobody's business. We were there even before they opened and people were already crowding the place. Crazy Malaysians. Seems like everyone has turned into technology freaks. Ooh I saw my Standard 4 BM teacher! And also said hi to a senior I knew from when I was in Malacca who's now working. One thing about being in crowds, you never know who you'll bump into. Can't remember the last time I was in such crowd minus malls. But right now, I'm totally pooped out, I have always hated crowds. They drain off my energy somehow. I think I could use a nap. Have a great weekend people! =)
All of the biggest technological inventions created by man - the airplane, the automobile, the computer - says little about his intelligence, but speaks volumes about his laziness. --Mark Kennedy
When I came home, I said to myself, "Now I can finally get my share of sleep!" I did but for only about 3 hours. Not long for someone who had only gotten less than an hour of sleep. I woke up to my cousin's phone call, asking if I could help send her to the garage coz her car's batteries had just went kapoot. So I did just that. I didn't mind helping out at all. The irony of it? I never had the chance to get MYSELF any breakfast. Haha. Oh well I'm not complaining(although I sound like I am). Things happen. The downfall of being the only daughter is, when moms aren't around, everything else falls on your shoulders... especially if you have 4 spoilt brothers and a spoilt dad to go with it. =p The next sleep I got was after dozing off on the couch while watching Crime Night and woke up at about 4am wondering who had switched the TV off. Haha.
By lunchtime my mom had gotten a lot better. Better enough to even go grocery shopping. And boy do I love grocery shopping!!! You know the feeling when you walk to the fridge and you see it all filled up with loads of food? Doesn't it just gets you excited? I love seeing my fridge all packed just as much as I love food. Haha. We basically had our trolley overflowing with food and what not, trust me if my dad tags along, we don't just get ONE overflowing trolley but TWO! I'd choose grocery shopping over any kind of shopping anytime!!!
Of course, as far as grocery shopping goes, my plans of heading to the PC Fair that afternoon obviously backfired. I went this morning instead along with my cousin and got myself a new 256MB Thumbdrive. Yaaay!!! I was surveying for PC's initially and I've already set my eyes on a Hewlett Packard PC running a 120GB, 512MB, DVD/CD-RW and the whole shebang. And heck, the place is packed like nobody's business. We were there even before they opened and people were already crowding the place. Crazy Malaysians. Seems like everyone has turned into technology freaks. Ooh I saw my Standard 4 BM teacher! And also said hi to a senior I knew from when I was in Malacca who's now working. One thing about being in crowds, you never know who you'll bump into. Can't remember the last time I was in such crowd minus malls. But right now, I'm totally pooped out, I have always hated crowds. They drain off my energy somehow. I think I could use a nap. Have a great weekend people! =)
All of the biggest technological inventions created by man - the airplane, the automobile, the computer - says little about his intelligence, but speaks volumes about his laziness. --Mark Kennedy
The exams are over and no words could explain how extremely relieved I am. Although the 3 week holidays could never make up for the long months of hard work, I'm just so glad that the final semester of the session has come to an end, marking the finale of my 1st year of studies. And it's not getting any easier... the tough realization I have to live with.
On Saturday, my family came over and helped me move. Everyone was huffing and puffing while bringing down my heavy load of stuff. Hahhh!! Now only do they know how much I have to put up with... the agony of climbing up the long flight of stairs all the way to the top floor to my room, not just once a day but several times to and fro classes. But somehow during the whole year, I doubt all the stair climbing did any help in shredding any kilos off me, haha. Good thing I brought my men though(my brothers and dad) cause they were a great deal of help, even the little ones. It's at times like these that I feel ever so grateful for having brothers. *grins* In the moving process, I got meself a nice blue bruise on me arm and a cut that caused blood gushing out from me finger. Fuhhh. Memang sedap!
Today's my mom's birthday. We had made an early celebration the night before with my 8 year old brother handing in the birthday card first. Known for his hyper-ness, he acted more elated than my mom cause he was jumping and jumping and squealing with joy as if the celebration was for him. While on the other hand, my 7 year old bro was just... coolness. Next up was the prezzie from all of us handed by my 12 year old bro. My mom was so excited, her eyes were round with excitement and she was profusely thanking us. Finally the yellow cake... a rich fruity Mango Delight with all the candles lit up. Again, my younger brothers were more euphoric. Kids will forever be kids I guess. I know my mom didn't expect anything as close to what we presented but the look on her face meant the world to us. Although everyone was there except for my dad, he made it up tonight with dinner at San Fran's. I would put up pictures here but I wouldn't wanna mouth-water you people. Hehe. It sure was a memorable birthday. I can't list all the good things about my mom... because it'd be pages long. In one word, she's done EVERYTHING and she means EVERYTHING to each and everyone of us. Happy 46th Birthday Mummy...
If the whole world were put into one scale, and my mother in the other, the whole world would kick the beam. --Lord Langdale (Henry Bickersteth)
On Saturday, my family came over and helped me move. Everyone was huffing and puffing while bringing down my heavy load of stuff. Hahhh!! Now only do they know how much I have to put up with... the agony of climbing up the long flight of stairs all the way to the top floor to my room, not just once a day but several times to and fro classes. But somehow during the whole year, I doubt all the stair climbing did any help in shredding any kilos off me, haha. Good thing I brought my men though(my brothers and dad) cause they were a great deal of help, even the little ones. It's at times like these that I feel ever so grateful for having brothers. *grins* In the moving process, I got meself a nice blue bruise on me arm and a cut that caused blood gushing out from me finger. Fuhhh. Memang sedap!
Today's my mom's birthday. We had made an early celebration the night before with my 8 year old brother handing in the birthday card first. Known for his hyper-ness, he acted more elated than my mom cause he was jumping and jumping and squealing with joy as if the celebration was for him. While on the other hand, my 7 year old bro was just... coolness. Next up was the prezzie from all of us handed by my 12 year old bro. My mom was so excited, her eyes were round with excitement and she was profusely thanking us. Finally the yellow cake... a rich fruity Mango Delight with all the candles lit up. Again, my younger brothers were more euphoric. Kids will forever be kids I guess. I know my mom didn't expect anything as close to what we presented but the look on her face meant the world to us. Although everyone was there except for my dad, he made it up tonight with dinner at San Fran's. I would put up pictures here but I wouldn't wanna mouth-water you people. Hehe. It sure was a memorable birthday. I can't list all the good things about my mom... because it'd be pages long. In one word, she's done EVERYTHING and she means EVERYTHING to each and everyone of us. Happy 46th Birthday Mummy...
If the whole world were put into one scale, and my mother in the other, the whole world would kick the beam. --Lord Langdale (Henry Bickersteth)
Yesterday's Data Structure paper has got to be the toughest paper I had ever sat for in my entire history of studying here. Felt like crying then and there. Even before the exams, I had been having this tight knot around my throat and I was constantly calling Navina dearest for consolation. We sort of consoled each other I guess since we were both dead worried and one can only take as much. Well, we do that every semester actually but I think it was worse for this paper. But when the real thing came, wham!!! I lost every single twisted info I had in my lil brain... I'm so screwed. One more paper and I'm outta here. I'm coming home mommmeeeeeeeeeee!!!
I was surprised to receive a message from a friend last night. But I knew why... to justify on that specific person's action recently. To know whether that specific person was forgiven. But I can't deny how mad I was then. I was so mad my whole body was shaking that I couldn't even talk. Subhanallah. I had never been extremely mad to anyone else besides family. Of course, you're forgiven darls... but hey, I doubt I can ever see you in the same shade ever again. I think I've posted something related to this before so I'm not gonna make it long. I forgive, I don't hold grudges but I probably can never bring myself to talk or trust you the same way. I have a problem with having this good perception of people. So yea, when things like this happen, I can only shake my head in disbelief and knock my head several times and ask myself, "Why was I so stupid?"
I can't wait for the pathetic 3 week holidays. I just can't. I have a whole load to let off... if only I could take a trip down to the countryside with the sky a deep blue, the sun shining down on me and every type of flower blooming in every colour imaginable as I ride through the lush greenery of a beautiful paysage... does anybody have such place to offer?
On a lighter note, for the uninitiated, I'm moving out next semester to a more spacious and lovely place right near campus. And Azreen, this snapshot is for you since you won't be able to crash at my place until later in the year. Couldn't snap much since a few other areas in the house isn't exactly 'up and running' yet. Hehe. So hope this will do and give you a rough idea on how it looks in the exterior and interior.
The row of townhouses...
My living room...
I was surprised to receive a message from a friend last night. But I knew why... to justify on that specific person's action recently. To know whether that specific person was forgiven. But I can't deny how mad I was then. I was so mad my whole body was shaking that I couldn't even talk. Subhanallah. I had never been extremely mad to anyone else besides family. Of course, you're forgiven darls... but hey, I doubt I can ever see you in the same shade ever again. I think I've posted something related to this before so I'm not gonna make it long. I forgive, I don't hold grudges but I probably can never bring myself to talk or trust you the same way. I have a problem with having this good perception of people. So yea, when things like this happen, I can only shake my head in disbelief and knock my head several times and ask myself, "Why was I so stupid?"
I can't wait for the pathetic 3 week holidays. I just can't. I have a whole load to let off... if only I could take a trip down to the countryside with the sky a deep blue, the sun shining down on me and every type of flower blooming in every colour imaginable as I ride through the lush greenery of a beautiful paysage... does anybody have such place to offer?
On a lighter note, for the uninitiated, I'm moving out next semester to a more spacious and lovely place right near campus. And Azreen, this snapshot is for you since you won't be able to crash at my place until later in the year. Couldn't snap much since a few other areas in the house isn't exactly 'up and running' yet. Hehe. So hope this will do and give you a rough idea on how it looks in the exterior and interior.
The row of townhouses...
My living room...
I'm very much of a loner on weekends these days. Lately my parents have been seeking solace in hometown, with my two lil brothers accompanying them. My other brother is occupied with his school stuff what with his sports and school projects on weekends especially since it's exam year for him. And my OTHER brother is always out leaving me behind with nothing to do. Yea well, apart from watching T.V I guess and doing house chores. Yesterday, I was making spaghetti in the kitchen when I heard Auntie Malini, my next door neighbour calling for my mom. I called out that my mom wasn't home and wouldn't be back until Sunday. She asked if I was gonna be at home in an hours time, and I said yea. She wanted to place her ice-cream in our freezer coz she was defrosting hers. I said sure, no problem. So I opened the back door waiting for her with her ice-cream and she didn't come until about 5 minutes later. She said sorry coz she had a phone call just when she was about to bring out her lil treat.
We chatted for a while. She was raving about her friend's daughter(or was it her niece?) who did medicine in Australia under scholarship and came out top in her class. Returned to Malaysia and did her housemanship and again emerged among the best. She then did her masters in neonatal(is that right?) and was appointed counsellor in a hospital in the UK at the age of 34. Auntie Malini was saying that normally, it takes you about 5 to 8 years before finally being able to hold that post but because she was recommended, there she is now with beauty and brains to boot, secured with a good job but not yet married. Her mom's worried. But anyway, after Auntie Malini went in, I headed to my freezer to put in her ice-cream thinking, "Gee, thanks a lot for making me feel worse than I already am, now I certainly feel like a loser." Urgh, the agony! Well she called back a lil more than an hour later asking if she could have her ice-cream back. Well of course, I wasn't gonna eat it anyway! But I did eat 6 scoops of Cookies 'n Cream ice-cream that night... yea I'm not exactly in the best position right now.
Happy 20th Birthday to Sarah darling! It's been a decade since our friendship flourished... and still counting. It's been that long already, from short-lil-Sarah to the now amazing, attractive, tall, lanky Sarah... I hope you have a really good and blessed one! And hey, we'll celebrate together soon when we're both done with exams okay? But I just want you to know that I went to TGI Friday's and celebrated your birthday without you today. Don't worry coz I even ate for you. Really good stuff. I only have a picture of the Smothered Steak coz I forgot to take a picture of the Bruschetta(wasn't that good anyway). So cheers darling!!! Am missing you on your birthday...
Before...
... and after.
The secret of staying young is to live honestly, eat slowly, and lie about your age. --Lucille Ball
We chatted for a while. She was raving about her friend's daughter(or was it her niece?) who did medicine in Australia under scholarship and came out top in her class. Returned to Malaysia and did her housemanship and again emerged among the best. She then did her masters in neonatal(is that right?) and was appointed counsellor in a hospital in the UK at the age of 34. Auntie Malini was saying that normally, it takes you about 5 to 8 years before finally being able to hold that post but because she was recommended, there she is now with beauty and brains to boot, secured with a good job but not yet married. Her mom's worried. But anyway, after Auntie Malini went in, I headed to my freezer to put in her ice-cream thinking, "Gee, thanks a lot for making me feel worse than I already am, now I certainly feel like a loser." Urgh, the agony! Well she called back a lil more than an hour later asking if she could have her ice-cream back. Well of course, I wasn't gonna eat it anyway! But I did eat 6 scoops of Cookies 'n Cream ice-cream that night... yea I'm not exactly in the best position right now.
Happy 20th Birthday to Sarah darling! It's been a decade since our friendship flourished... and still counting. It's been that long already, from short-lil-Sarah to the now amazing, attractive, tall, lanky Sarah... I hope you have a really good and blessed one! And hey, we'll celebrate together soon when we're both done with exams okay? But I just want you to know that I went to TGI Friday's and celebrated your birthday without you today. Don't worry coz I even ate for you. Really good stuff. I only have a picture of the Smothered Steak coz I forgot to take a picture of the Bruschetta(wasn't that good anyway). So cheers darling!!! Am missing you on your birthday...
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The secret of staying young is to live honestly, eat slowly, and lie about your age. --Lucille Ball
