I Now Have A Home

I Now Have A Home

i don't normally do a "today-i-did-this-then-that-then-this" kindda blog. but this weekend was di atas normal.

it started out with having a pretty normal friday morning at work. some time around 1155hrs, dr fever called to say he was downstairs with dr lips. so we headed for lunch at salma where i had my usual teh si peng, a slice of french loaf and one putri salad. the itemised menu may seem trivial, but as i walked back to office, i felt funny feelings in my tummy.

reached home at about 1745hrs where the movers said they were gonna send the boxes for awak to pack his stuff. so i packed and packed. till about 1945hrs. then awak came home and we had dinner, me a plate of one scoop of rice, a serving of cauliflower+broccoli and a drumstick.
funny feelings in my tummy still feeling funny here.

awak maybe contracted the mad cow disease during the meal, for immediately after that he insisted that we go to our place. to see the cupboard that was delivered that afternoon. just to SEE it. what's with men and visuals? amidst my funny feeling tummy, i marched him to his room and introduced the visual stimuli of his uber messy room and said, "why don't we SEE this instead?" *sigh*...packed and packed and packed till 2330hrs.

at that point of time, i could not think of any activity that i loathed more in the universe than packing.

at bedtime, the funny feeling in my tummy was not so funny anymore. by then, it had grown into a flown blown gripping pain that felt as if my insides were being gripped every 3 minutes. awak rubbed some vicks on my tummy (don't look at me, go figure.) saying it'll be better. well, it did help. the vicks vapourub scent was comforting a lil bit, but it didn't help my tummy zilch.

i tossed and turned more than a salad that night. imagine sleeping on a mattress with no bedsheets (coz they're all packed) and the fan off and funny feelin in tummy....at exactly 6am we woke up and i told awak we're going to doctor helena. now.

so we went, where to my suprise, it wasn't doctor helena. instead it was this sweet young thing who prodded and poke my tummy with her finger for a grand total of nine times and declared i had colic. funny feeling in tummy is air.

so instantly i was accused of "hah, see lah! don't eat some more!" / "tu lah, khairiyah selalu tak makan siang" etc. absurd. of all things i've ever been accused of, dieting is never one of them. so the movers came at 1600hrs and there was the whole process of moving stuff. after maghrib ,

we went to see atok bedok who was at mak eton's house recovering from something ular thing, kindda like rashes and move around your skin like a snake? hence the name?

poor atok. he's getting older and cuter. i love his sense of humour. he asked where father was at least 7 times in 15 mins. he asked me what time did we leave singapore and how much were the bus fares nowadays. he also asked awak where he stayed during the japanese occupation. when i poured him his teh susu, he said "ah terima kasih. tulis buku eh?"

i dreaded sunday coz awak is working from 0900 to 2200hrs today...and if earlier i said there's nothing more i hate than packing, well...famous last words! i hate UNPACKING even more!

*groan.....*

so now, alhamdulillah...i have a house and slowly awak and i will turn it into a home. i have two toaster ovens, a sandwich make and a rice pot. i don't have an ironing board, a hot water pot (the kind that boils your water in 3 minutes that type) and a microwave oven. oh yes and i have tonnes of cleaning to do. and the unpacking is still finished.

god i sound so grown up.

Hari Raya Bila?

*sigh*...you know the local journalism standard is in the pits when articles like this gets published.

flip to page 12 of today's Today. tell me what's wrong with the story "Kg Glam to Light Up" by Zul Othman.

I Cried Last Night!...Well, Almost

please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please please

vote for Hady Mirza on Singapore Idol. SMS 6 to 43657.

really. vote. please. i'll pay you back the $0.60. *sneezeCHEAPO!*

I Am Having A Baby

I Am Having A Baby

not...

gotcha there! ..*heheheheee*

N O T !!!
gotcha there...*hehehe*..

well...apparently they want people to procreate more. so the baby bonus wasn't enough, so they are gonna throw in more incentives to get people to get married, get down and get preggers.

coz they said the birth rate is down...and that we need more babies. got example some more. case in study, the fertility rate of the average cher-yer-nun-alip woman was seven point something a few years ago and now it's gone down to one point something.

haiyah...just say it lah...the truth is: they don't need more babies.

they need cher-yer-nun-alip babies.

Yesterday I Cried

was in the car yesterday and there was nothing good on era so i switched to CD mode. i started to tear when the first melodies wafted through the speakers. soon, my vision was blurred and as i blinked, the moist drew streaks down my cheeks.

why so emo.....

download the song from My Music at Multiply...and hear it for your own ears.

"another summer day
has come and gone away
in paris and rome
but i wanna go home
mmmmmmmm

maybe surrounded by
a million people i
still feel all alone
i just wanna go home
babe i miss you, you know

and i've been keeping all the letters that i wrote to you
each one a line or two
"i'm fine baby, how are you?"
well i would send them but i know that it's just not enough
my words were cold and flat
and you deserve more than that

another aeroplane
another sunny place
i'm lucky i know
but i wanna go home
mmmm, i’ve got to go home

let me go home
'cause i'm just too far
from where you are
i wanna come home

and i feel just like i'm living someone else's life
it's like i just stepped outsidewhen everything was going right
and i know just why you could not come along with me
that this is not your dream
but you always believed in me

another winter day has come and gone away in
even paris and rome
and i wanna go home
let me go home

and i'm surrounded by
a million people i
still feel all alone
oh, let me go home
oh, i miss you, you know

let me go home
i've had my run
baby, i'm done
i gotta go home

let me go home
it will all be all right
i'll be home tonight
i'll coming back home..."

I Will Slap You Silly...

talk about people going nuts.

i was walking past that chocolate dip shop in esplanade with a friend and she remarked would it be heaven to be able to have chocolate fondue with everything that we eat.

so i said that would indeed be heavenly. so she said "hey maybe we can try tt one of these days?"

so i said of coz we must, but maybe we don't go to that particular shop coz it's not halal and god knows what's in their chocolate.

"but then," she cried in alarm, "how to eat chocolate liddat?"

so i said "haiyah, XX got fondue set at home wat...we make at her house lah!!"

so she said, "ahhh....ok onz!"

so i forgot i ever had this banal discussion until one day Ariel's voice singing Sally Sendiri wafted through the din of the Banquet where i was having lunch so i answered, "hello?"

"hello? is that khai?! eh, who are you to go around telling people that the chocolate fondue is not halal? eh kau jangan sembarang spread stories tau! chocolate is chocolate, wat...unless kau makan babi chocolate then lain ah! kau buat panic jer tau!"

...i asked, "who is this?"

"ni aku lah...WW. eh aku selalu makan kat kedai tu. tak ada aper aper pun. are you like one of those people who like to set fatwas lah or cakap nie halal, tu haram. eh,

What Makes You Happy

musik: sedang ingin bercinta - dewa19 ("setiap ada kamu...otak ku berpikir bagaimana caranya untuk berdua bersama kamu")
music: wanting to love - dewa19 ("everytime there's you...my brain schemes how to be alone with you")

*takes a deep breath*...... l e t i t g o .

this week crawled by me. funny why time just passes you by when you don't want it to, but cheerfully crawls along when you need it to pass quickly, eh?

awak is away on reservist and he'll be back on monday. then there's a billion things to do for the house, since hdb will be returning the keys to us within the week. it's about darn time, too. i hate living out of plastic/luggage/paper bags. and for once in my life, i did not have a real home to go back to. especially after the big test, i was desperate to have a place where i can cry and mope and sulk.

i wasn't feeling at home at awak's place, and the lovely chaotic mess at mak's place...well...it didn't feel like my house anymore, since sister and mamat moved in, they seemed to have moved on without me. even father is around more often. has he...*gasp* turned into the doting atok?

i want so much for the world to be ok again. so really life goes on and there's no use rehashing the past. just learn from the mistakes and move forward lah. there's only so much you can cry. think back on the things that make you happy.

thank God for farmpride chicken nuggets, macadamia nut brittle and ruffles sour cream and cheddar chips.

what makes you happy?

ps: *frowns* strange how all my happy items are food...