27 Is Too Old

In response to certain one blog ......


27 is not the age to be radical, idealist, hot tempered, emotional, self worshiper .....

the limit is 24 ohh.. ok make it 25...

but NOT 27

Oh come on ..... GROW UP !


unless you re a certified NERD

Its Just Is

How many times do I have to say this:-

"Malaysia is NOT an Islamic country"

Period.


Instead of banging our heads on the wall or getting amok with Lina Joy's story and all, or instead of falling onto Article 3 or whatever Articles there are under the Constitution, in which case : pointless; to debate what is so obvious....

..lets just change the constitution !



Vote for PAS



Its the least you could do any way. After all you should give credit for the party 's intention.


.. and hey... be cool man when putting your view in respect of other's faith and belief.

"Lakum Deenu Kum Wa Li Ya Deen"

Battle of the Batter

From iBook to iBake

What in the world has got into my mind when I suddenly steered the direction to baking ?

Life is full of surprises !

I Wish For Love n Wealth

A little love goes a long way


my cupcake

!

Aku Juga Melayu

Semalam aku marahkan Melayu perempuan
yang pakainya kain batik sulaman
suka menyibuk mengambil tahu hal orang lain
sedang kain batik sendiri terkoyak rabit, itu dalaman

Kelmarin dulu aku dengar cerita
seorang Melayu yang namanya serupa Afrika
masuk lewat ke dewan setelah semuanya bermula
sang MC bertanya "Are you from Malaysia?"
Melayu Malaysia yang selalu tak tepati masa
Oh Melayu juga orang Afrika rupanya

Minggu lepas aku ke Jabatan Melayu
Borang yang kuhantar tiga bulan lepas rasanya telah berdebu
Masih tidak ada apa-apa hasilnya penat kumenunggu
Pegawai yang kuhubungi juga tak ada selalu
Pukul 10 pagi masih dikedai kopi, itu semua orang tahu

Bulan lepas kawanku marahkan anak murid
Melayu kesemua mereka
Hari-hari tidak pernah mahu belajar
tapi handphone model baru juga yang dikejar
Oh anak muda, masih belum tumbuh masak
tapi Melayunya sudah nampak

Melayu hari ini apa yang ada
Tak payah tanya jiran sebelah
Bukalah minda lapangkan jiwa
Kalau puas jawapan yang ada
Ya silakan tetaplah di jalan yang sedia ada

Melayu oh Melayu
ada hati mahu melangkau Semenanjung
tapi jiwa masih lagi bawah tempurung

Merdeka sudah ia Tanah Melayu
Tapi tak sama seperti negara jiran
Hebatnya tak pernah dijajah, itulah Thailand
Bermandikan darah itulah Indonesia
tapi kita Melayu bodoh tetap memandang rendah
masih tak sedar Merdeka kita dengan senang Inggeris menyerah

Macam mana aku tak marah Melayu
bila di Parlimen berdebat macam otak kayu
Soalan yang tak dapat dijawab member lain tolong "booo"
(supaya perhatian tak dapat ditumpu)
Soalan yang dijawab juga standardnya lembu

Melayu, Melayu, Melayu
pembangunan umpama Dunia Pertama
tapi sayang Dunia Ketiga mentalitinya

Masih kita marahkan Melayu
Umpamanya kita bukan begitu

Hari ini aku pakai baju Melayu
Melayuku hari ini aku adalah malas
Kata orang kalau dah namanya Melayu
memang pemalas,
Masakan aku tidak melabelkan diriku Melayu
Time patut buat kerja, aku masih di Blog Ku

Ahhhh... Melayu juga aku !

Finally

"Kak Ann rasa sudah cukup semua Kak Ann dah katakan pada semua pihak.
Sudah sampai masanya kamu semua tangani masaalah dengan cara sendiri.
Kak Ann tak boleh selamanya memegang tangan kamu semua untuk melintas jalan."

SMS sent:
18-Apr-2007
20:48:32

The Popo Story

It was a tough decision, to be frank. Although I believed that it would be good for Popo to be neutered, deep down in my heart I am a true believer that we should not change the course of nature as being put by HIM. I had read almost every sources in the internet on the goodness of neutering and how it would benefit Popo, but my heart was still heavy. How could I when I looked at how active and playful Popo was. I was afraid of loosing his true color as a cat.

People kept telling me how neutering would make Popo lazy and sissy and that he would be fat. I was also afraid that neutering would reflect the selfish side of me, even though I knew neutering is not about me, its about him. But when I went to my mom's place and saw how terrible Aroyo looked, with scratches and all (it was mating season) I knew there n then that Popo must proceed with the neutering.

It was the first time I had to leave him alone at the Vet's place.I took the opportunity of going to Langkawi by leaving him with the Vet for one night and let him do the small operation the next day. I was sad to leave him in the cage next to that big dog, but I had no choice. Popo was never caged in my house.

When I came back from Langkawi to take him, I went straight away to the Vet's place and saw him sitting in the corner of the cage, very weak and stressful. He recognized my voice and with much difficulty tried to walk to the familiar voice. My heart was melting and I carried him to my chest. Popo hang on to me as if hes afraid I would leave him again.

I took him home. He was weak and quiet alrite. But then Popo has always been a non-talkative cat. He limped when he walked and it amused me because he walked like a drunken cat. I watched over him closely and noticed that hes a bit dirty. But I couldnt bathe him yet as I have to wait for the stitches to heal. He was limping but happy to be home.

Although Popo is a house cat, I still let him out of the house regularly. Even before the neutering, he would be let out roaming the neighborhood for a few hours and sometimes to my annoyance, when I had to go out looking for him. As Popo was still considered a kitten (going to its teen), he didnt have that much tendency to fight even though I did notice that some other cats were eyeing him mischievously.

After the neutering I still opened the door for him to go out. But that one night, when he didnt come back after more than one hour I had to go out and started calling for him (as if he could answer back). I was beginning to get worried when I suddenly saw him in the compound of an abandoned house.

Boleh dia buat 'bodo' tercegat kat situ yang aku ni dok lah panggil

It was so annoying when he just stood there ignoring my call that I had to climb the fence and get him. And it was only the fourth day after the operation.

Popo tolong pijak nak tutup beg

Helping me with the packing when I had (again) to be away.

It has been more than a month after the neutering and Popo has not changed that much. He is still a playful and adorable pet who likes to play hide n seek with me. The same old Popo who would jump on my feet after I come out of the bath, the one who still loves to play with his toys. He still goes out of the house occasionally but now I dont have to go out calling out his name on the street anymore. He would just sit under my car looking at the ongoing everyday life of the neighbours. And when I go to work, I would leave the window curtains open so that Popo could sit on the TV and watch the outside scene.



Oh yeah.. Popo can be 'kepoh' at times when he hears noises from the neighbour, he'd jump straight to the window and peeped at the neighbour, to my embarassment !

Oh ya, its also true when they say your cat would be more loving after neuter. Popo is I must say. And I'm still in denial when people tell me that he's fat

"I'm no fat cat. Its the camera !!!"

Sometimes the other feral cats would try to pick him for a fight or two, but Popo would run back into the house.

"Yeah you can call him sissy you gangster cats, but Popo is healthier and happier than you guys".

Anak "Melayu" Baru

Pelajar Nora bertukar nota di dalam kelas waktu peperiksaan. Nora yang sedang meronda (Nora meronda.. rhyme nya) saat itu terus merampas nota tersebut memikirkan betapa mereka ini berani cuba meniru waktu peperiksaan.

Namun apabila nota yang disisip dibuka, seperti mahu mengalir air mata Nora apabila nota berbunyi:

" Wehh malam ni jom pi rempit. Aku ada stunt baru nak tunjuk kat hang. Jom pukul 8 mlm ni Ok"


Aku juga tumpang menangis

Kenapa Mak Pengsan

"Kak Ann, Along beli kasut kat adik. Kasut Converse warna merah !!! "

"Hah.. ya ka....."

"Ya ! Kak Ann mailah tengok. Kak Ann mai tau sat gi. Adik nak tunjuk kat Kak Ann!"

"Hmm... tengok dulu"


I was very disturbed when told by Adik that her Along had bought her Converse shoe, the sneakers I had been promising Adik to buy. Actually, its been me all this while who likes the sneakers. And Adik, being 'my gang', would always want to look like me. I had even bought her a pair of sneaker of different brand before. We couldnt find Converse at her size at that time.. well its more like it was out of my budget (since I was buying other two pairs for Iman and Izz).

And so I had been telling the girls that whoever can get up to Number 5 in their class exam, would be getting the original Converse sneakers.

But when Adik told me that Along had already bought her the sneakers, I was really down. I wanted it so badly to be the one who buys her the sneakers some day. I had made known to almost everybody that I would be buying it. And so when Adik told me that Along had bought it, I even had this evil thought that perhaps Along was envious of my relationship with Adik and that she did that to spite me. I was upset and angry. I felt like I didnt want to talk with Along anymore. It was of course so immature and childish of me. Adik is after all Along's little sister. Why in the world should anything stop her from buying anything for her sister ?

I knew I had to go and see the sneakers because Adik had been pestering me to. No matter how much it was going to hurt me, I knew I had to swallow everything and be happy for her.

When I reached their house Adik was having a bath and Along was at the door greeting me. I looked at her and felt the sadness and anger at the same time. I didnt feel like talking to her but the angel inside of me kept telling me how immature that would be. So best as I could, I smiled and pretended nothing happened went in greeting my Uncle and Aunt and all.

I was on the way for something else when I stopped by at their house. I told the family I couldnt be long.

"Adik.. Kak Ann nak ajak Adik keluar nih.. jomla teman Kak Ann sat"


"Kak Ann. nak tengok kasut Adik dak..??"


"Ya lahh... mana kasut Adik tu..? Kak Ann siap bawa kamera nih nak amik gambar Adik dengan Converse baru tu..."


I went outside while waiting for Adik to come out with the sneakers.


"Kak Ann .... tengok ni kasut Adik....."





Adik came out with the Red Converse Sneakers KEYCHAIN hanging on her jeans pocket.


*mak pengsan*

Challenging At 3Os

"Are you sure you want this ?"

Nodding

"Its for three years and above"

Nodding

The Justification:

"... but its fun... you have to use a little bit of ur brain u know ..
its not even easy"


__________________

That was not a conversation with my little cousins.
Its my conversation with cK.
I was the one "Nodding"

How could I resist the Challenger at RM15 when the original was RM56-00

PoPo Pulun

Ahhh finally I get to eat something different. No Kibbles for dinner .. Yeahhhhh !!!

** Mak Mertua lalu pun tak nampak nih....

Incest

cK told me the reason the Malays will never progress is because most of us are sort of retarded because most of us were born out of "incest".

"Yes, its true you know, because most Malay wives call their husbands "Abang" which is "Big Brother" .. so their children are their "Son/Daughter" and "Nieces/Nephews" as well "



I think he must have been stressed out these days ....................... I'm really worried !

I Gym

Ok. Its time I hit the gym again. Had a talk wih Liza last night, and she went on and on and on about the last time I trained under her ... she accused me of cheating my diet !! Oh how could she ! How could she said something like that !

(Like she didnt know where all the muscles were supposed to shine)

And I told her , this time I want to look like this :-

I Believe I Can Blog

I am not going to write about something that should be personal to me.

Hmm...... but blogging is all about being personal, a place you call your own when your friends dont have time to listen to you, when 'Marie Claire' wont publish your comments, or when 'Mingguan Wanita' has published the same story as yours, when 'New Straits Time' only can afford to entertain people like Amir Muhammad and 'The Star' with its Huzir Sulaiman.

Oh well we bloggers believe that all of us can write, that theres some special talent inside of us to be able to tell stories .. at least ours.

The belief inside each and everyone of us that we can write, I feel, is like those who came to sing in front of Simon, Paula and Randy, believing they all have the voice for it.........

Uni Days Those Days

If you wear to much of a make-up or that your dressing is too much glittery, colorful and extravaganza, you'd loose the look of intellectuals.

I had just finished with my laundry when I bumped into a friend, dressed to a kill. It was Saturday and I had no class that day.

"Oh hi Yati, Wow you look nice today ! Any wedding function you're attending today..?"

"Ehh Kak Ann, *giggles* no lah ! I'm going to class"

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I dont know what the students wear these days to class. But I remember quite clearly during my days when most of the female students dressed like they were going for some functions.


I vote for "Less Is More" for student days .......

Different

There we were on the bus from our campus to town. We were both sitting next to each other, not saying a word, enjoying the bumpy ride of the IIU Gombak route which was still under construction, when suddenly she turned to me and said :-

"You know Ann, I think you d even marry a black African man someday... just so to be different, because you 'crave' to be one"

"Huh ?"

Promised Land

Everyone of us is marching towards this
We may walk hand in hand and yet individually
To some promised ‘land’ we carry all our evil and good deeds
Wishing we could be immortal and stay in this world forever
But the fact remains; we will be neither ……

Reminiscence

My drawer needs more frames
For all the hundreds of photos I've taken
I wonder if they would ever be enough
To fit the reminiscences of my trip down memory lane


-Haku-
Feb 2007

Silver Lining

Every cloud has a silver lining

Waking Up To Popo

He must be overjoyed to find me on the bed this morning, that I didnt have to leave him for work.

The background music and sound were courtesy of my neighbour