loose helmets, tight corsets

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2008-11-07T22:48:00.004+08:00

moved to: past.present.future-perfect tenseclick: http://ohmaword.wordpress.com

nearly over

2008-11-05T23:09:00.004+08:00

if 2008 was an apple crumble, i'd be just about finishing the last crumbs by now...

look at us..

2008-10-25T19:32:00.000+08:00

we had so much fun!bila mau jumpa?!!note: pixs from linda's multiply (jgn marah hor, promise tak distribute..).

nigella express: strawberry cheesecake

2008-10-25T09:54:00.009+08:00

yet another reason why i love that hot ms lawson.for me babes, who popped by last night.to her credit, needlessly to say, they adored it (who wouldn't) and the remnants of the night saw this humbly simple yet absolutely gratifying recipe passed on from one hand to the other.good things, must share.there are several things i appreciate about her take on this cheesecake (other than the obvious-a

dishy scoop

2008-10-17T18:30:00.000+08:00

since when did taufik batisah become so ogle-worthy? that's what i wanna know.watching sinar lebaran on tv, i cant help but smile whenever he came on. (..menggatal pulak pompuan ni...) i've always known he's croons rather well, but have never really gone ga-ga over him. proud, yes. ga-ga, no. so, really... during which fraction of a mili second of my battling my shutters did he start morphing

free stuff 1

2008-10-12T05:21:00.004+08:00

i know this is none of your concern. but im is still sleeping, i've nobody to talk to. and i'm trying my darndest best to refrain myself from waking him up.i've been doing that too often-waking him up- albeit accidentally. you believe me, don't you?i'd jump on the bed next to him, or drop one random item after the other (oops, butterfingers), or touch his forehead (i know..???) and if all else

wearing my heart on the wall

2008-10-11T21:10:00.001+08:00

with black spray aplenty..guest room. now also officially known as the-guys'-lepak-room.

sg on at

2008-10-07T16:44:00.001+08:00

spotted an hdb apartment while digging through archives of apartment therapy.that doesnt happen very often..swoons..credits: apartment therapyam digging the flooring very much! truth be told, i (not we, cos im had no preference) originally planned to go for such black tiles, but was discouraged by our contractor who claimed that matte tiles have a greater tendency to 'pop out' after some

spotted..

2008-10-06T16:39:00.001+08:00

i was trying to revive myself from a set of sit-ups when my eyes settled upon an old edition of fmss' annual from our bookshelf.the original intention was to humour myself with my old, dorky (still am!) pixelated photos in the mag, when i chance upon these...watdayaknow....i never asked, he never told me.i never knew that!hahah... i'm gonna tease him about it when he comes back from his jog...

i'm pooped

2008-10-05T20:21:00.000+08:00

i don't know how you guys do it, but hari raya visiting is a lot of dedication and hard work.going... goin.... gone....z z z z..

note to self

2008-09-28T18:02:00.000+08:00

if we have a little kiddo of our own (yeesh, i can see your eyes light up like spotlights from the F1 tracks already. don't be getting any silly ideas now...!), we'll choose simple names.not ones which would have our tongues tripping midway through 20-syllable tongue twister, nor ones which would leave clueless friends pondering (judging from the exotic-sounding names) if the child has

excerpt: good women of china

2008-09-25T21:02:00.004+08:00

i have long discontinued eating any foodstuff from you-know-where, years before their melamine-tainted dust settled on aisles and aisles of our supermarket shelves. reading this is what made me stop. below is an excerpt taken from the above-titled non-fiction, written by a well-known journalist and radio presenter of that country, as she moved from precinct to precinct, tracking down some of the

barbie revisited

2008-09-21T14:10:00.008+08:00

there was a time eons of years ago, when aksi mat yoyo was still the preferred local kids show, playgrounds were sanded instead instead of rubber-tiled, kids were treated like kids (as opposed to your-majesty-my-emperor that they are now), were a lot tougher (fall, down, brush off, move on) and smelled of salty sweat and stinky socks.back in those days of polly pockets and segas(i had none of

my favourite corner

2008-09-21T06:33:00.002+08:00

my reading corner.i love how the sunlight streams in through the window on sunny, windy mornings such as this.i like its simple setting.

prints

2008-09-16T18:06:00.001+08:00

after 1-year, i realised that i could claim for 'reading materials'...like- duh, yana!(and i have about $300 more to claim).. its not that i dont have anything to claim, but i've always forgotten to.. -_-"plus, firefox doesnt support internet pac@gov. and i blurly thought the 'site was down' all along..

sporadic, pathetic

2008-09-13T14:07:00.004+08:00

such is the state of my posts of late.at times, i still wish i was living in clementi-if only to be close to my parents. then i can pop by anytime that i so wish. the same issue resurfaces, one which i've talked about earlier. my parents are ageing (arent we all?) and seeing them once a week (or fortnight) at times, is not nearly enough. it makes me feel like i'm losing out on so much during

one for the memory box..

2008-09-10T22:38:00.002+08:00

cardiac arrest

2008-09-08T17:18:00.003+08:00

doesnt this. just make. your heart.stop.it makes you forget your name-and the fact that you have a husband-as it sets you hyperventilating 3 notch higher than the recommended safe level.my idea of house arrest.via apartment therapy

things that made me happy

2008-09-06T18:06:00.004+08:00

pretty plates to eat off..in fact, these plates are so... um, dishy... i could finish them right off the napkins..cute lamps aladdin would gladly exchange for...me likey..ps: i'm probably gonna regret this, but on a whim, i'll hit the new blogger template button and see what irreversible damage it brings. *takes a deep breath*pps: i chickened out...

a treat for fidah

2008-09-02T02:22:00.001+08:00

listen... i have long forgotten about many of the acronyms associated with our el lessons (lagipun its not as if we learnt anything much from there, kan....?)and i almost forget about the silly fun we had preparing for our rt presentation, when we (very nearly) morphed into a bunch of sakura-flowers-stealing-ladies, complete with a plan to distract the shopkeeper while the other skillfully (and

blood

2008-08-27T14:41:00.008+08:00

unlike the-rest-of-the-world who always seem to be angry with the-rest-of-the-world , she keeps her peace about her. in this angst-driven society, where people often equate 'dissatisfaction' as the new 'enpowerment', she counts her blessings. and while the world wage wars, she seeks solace.i think my sis is beautiful.she possesses such calmness and gentleness in her spirit that could only

coloured

2008-08-24T17:20:00.001+08:00

I like this.This poem was written by an African kid.'When I born, I blackWhen I grow up, I blackWhen I go in Sun, I blackWhen I scared, I blackWhen I sick, I blackAnd when I die, I still blackAnd you white fellowWhen you born, you pinkWhen you grow up, you whiteWhen you go in sun, you redWhen you cold, you blueWhen you scared, you yellowWhen you sick, you greenAnd when you die, you grayAnd you

weekend house project

2008-08-17T13:51:00.005+08:00

when we moved in, we got a sofa-cum-guest bed that was generously handed down from his aunt. it is still in good condition, and i thought it'd be great for our games room and future bunk-in guests.as grateful as we are, (and we are!) there is, however, one small but glaring detail that sticks out like loose white thread on a black dress, glaring even to these rabun eyes. one that i have been

track the tread

2008-08-11T10:03:00.005+08:00

revealing the rut.here's to: expulsion through exposure. (one can only hope).my running journal

nigella express: rocky road

2008-08-10T12:45:00.006+08:00

i think she's a genius. the marshmallows lend a perfect, chewy texture to the recipe. this one's for the mommy in law.i used up whatever chocolate that i could find in the fridge- which incidentally happened to be some hersheys special dark almond nuggets and leftover choc chips. they give the squares that rich, dark brown tone that you see here. and i love it that they are mildly sweet too.the

akan datang....

2008-07-30T15:30:00.001+08:00

repeat after me:meng-gatal......

guitar hero aerosmith

2008-07-20T15:27:00.002+08:00

how can we pass off on this one?no matter if its the ultimate time waster. or if the line-up consists of less known aerosmith songs and is only 60% aerosmith. PLUS, i've always thought steve tyler appealing. with his lanky frame, luscious (too big) lips, raspy voice and the occasional leather pants. oooooo... (have i told you i find slash appealing too?)but i digress..so seriously, how can we

proof that you can always count on will smith....

2008-07-20T06:26:00.000+08:00

...Quote: "Running introduces you to your worst enemy, to that person who tells you, "Ooh, our ankles hurt and we should stop. Why do we need to run 5 km? Let us run 3." That is the same person who says to the man,"Hey, your wife will never find out if you sleep with her," and the same person who tells the 16-yr od kid,"You are not gonna be cool if you don't smoke it." If you start giving in to

misaligned priorities

2008-07-13T16:31:00.002+08:00

if i were half as enthusiastic about my work as i am with continually editing posts, i figured i would have finished my assignments by now.

of catching up and slowing down

2008-07-13T06:36:00.000+08:00

i've never held back on my eating, and any mention of 'diet' by any already rail-thin girl would be shot the evil eye. in the past, my high metabolic rate was the reason i could snack on bars after bars of chocolates which seem to miraculously seep outta my pores with me lifting nary a finger, other than to change channels on the remote.but age is catching up. and with that, other things seem to

i think i should stop now...

2008-07-12T15:37:00.000+08:00

they're all starting to look alike to me...

...

2008-07-08T18:55:00.003+08:00

good gosh.there's so few good blogs to read. this despite the fact that i read random blogs that i hop to, and almost all blogs written by people that i know, those i hardly know and even by those i don't know fish about. i especially enjoy reading entries of friends and random blogs that resemble the never-ending, drama-ladened, soap opera 'days of our lives'- which btw, has been running ever

concerning cover

2008-06-26T22:03:00.008+08:00

couch cushion covers.truth be told, the fabric was ripped off a perfectly good-looking (and brand-new!) curtain. sigh.the sewing machine had to be dragged out, after all.yes, i do have a sewing machine-bought by the dad for my home econs lesson lightyears ago. funny thing, cos i really hated sewing. brought over by the mum so that, " ye lah, yana boleh jahitkan baju imran, kalau-kalau tertetas...

house project 1 (lazy ass's guide to curtain sewing)

2008-06-19T08:05:00.005+08:00

living room curtains.done-ed.i cant find any other words that fit, except for: i think i'm mad (you don't have to agree with me).i have no freaking idea what possessed me to sew my own curtains. especially not since in my entire life, my affliation with curtains has not been very evident, and all of non-existent. having an elder sis who loves decorating means that i have been able to dodge my way

fab find 3... and the best things in life are free

2008-06-16T17:30:00.002+08:00

1.more wrapper madness!and meet my 4-year old canon powershot at the corner (it doesnt have a name).2. the best things in life are free.liliputt mini golf is not.we thought it'd be as fun as that in sentosa, but nay.. take it this way, we tried it, so you won't have to!i look washed out here.my aim is really not to show you my posterior, but check out my tan lines. i look like a tapir.

fab find 1

2008-06-10T13:25:00.002+08:00

big, delicious olive green salad dishset of 3$2.90♥

what i learn today

2008-06-09T18:25:00.000+08:00

♥geeky me.

we're baaackkk!

2008-06-08T17:43:00.002+08:00

of the golden fried chicken tan anda smashing, splashing time..

one foot after another and brownsugars brownies

2008-06-04T18:45:00.003+08:00

56 mins, 19.6 km.on the elliptical, that is. if i can just keep it up..now, for me to jog that distance in that time on hard tracks is a different story altogether.that is just madness-which i haven't attempted. (probably never intending to.)there's nothing like an email from SAFRA to remind me that one year has passed since my singapore bay run. admittedly a lot of things on the fitness front

all aboard

2008-06-02T09:38:00.004+08:00

work's learning journey.though quite frankly, the only learning that took place was the all-important lesson of never to be gullible enough to spend $30 per pax on this 30-minute trip.especially not in these hard times. (rising oil prices may lead to world recession, so says news)no matter how much of a spendthrift you are.no matter how you think it'll be romantic to get suspended all of 165m

making the cut

2008-05-24T23:34:00.006+08:00

3 cuts in 3 weeks, no less.more about that when i feel like talking.i.feel.so.liberated. its a case of having a load of my shoulder (hurhur), and with the exception of my brother with his, "what happened to your hair?" comment -_-, rest of the folks have been pretty positive. its a refreshing change to say the least, and its something that i have been itching for, for the past 10 months. but

a lil' healthy rant at 1 in the morning will help me sleep...

2008-05-20T21:22:00.000+08:00

or so i continue to try and disillusion myself. i wasted the entire evening away, alternating between senseless dreams and recalling snippets the periodic waking-ups, of im starting on the elliptical and later, of him enticing me to eat. note to readers: no, contrary to popular beliefs, i do not normally spend my days sleeping away.note to self: thou shall NOT breathe a word about this to mommy

what turns me on...

2008-05-14T17:54:00.000+08:00

lemme show you...as is probably obvious, my taste tends to lean towards dark, clean and simple furnishings, with a splash of colour accents here and there. then there are moments of eccentricity when i'm illusioned by visions of summer in this already phreaking sauna city, i looove these... pictures that you cant peel your eyes away from.i'm getting meng-gatal.. nana, let's head on to people's

all wrapped up

2008-05-12T18:21:00.000+08:00

a little crazy bout with the wrappers. i especially dote on the right-most one though.

home coming

2008-04-27T03:05:00.002+08:00

i've been busier than thailand traffic at peak hour. and as im entertains his bunch of pals in the next room (that's one of the beauty of having your own home, 3 am in the freaking morning might as well feel like 3 in the afternoon), i finally have the chance to plop this growing ass down and catch up.my idea of an idyllic weekend is to laze this ass around at home and do ab.so.lute.ly nothing.

she's here....

2008-04-13T06:48:00.001+08:00

the new wife has arrived.though you may not be able to see it clearly from here, the fact remains- as clear as the sunlight that's streaming through my window- that it is indeed time for my redelegation to obscurity- for at least more than a moment.our sheesha room has been made to accommodate a new addition to the family. the non-menacing-looking white rectangular box, is really, anything but

of time

2008-04-06T21:27:00.004+08:00

they. grow up. so fast. (which naturally translates to: i. grow old. too quick. i'm not in self-denial, y'na?)during which fraction of a millisecond upon my batting my eyelash did she transform into a full-blown minah?psst: new links up

something's gotta give

2008-03-26T03:05:00.002+08:00

i'm so tied up i don't have time to water my potted plant.if i ever have one.some says its therapeutic to 'bela' a plant or pet, what's with everything about giving something and not expecting anything in return. but then again, i already get that a lot in my line of work, hor?i don't think i should try it anytime soon. though the idea of a freshly-plucked lime leaf into my tom yam, does seem a

almond tuiles

2008-03-16T13:31:00.003+08:00

crispy, macam keropok. yum.definitely a keeper, if only i just knew how to spread them on the baking paper with greater ease. sometimes i thnk baking is therapeutic. other times i know its just my menggatal tendency.i ran outta chopped almond midway, so i drizzled some baking chocolates on top to (more than) make up for it.note: if anyone asks why the baking chocolate resembles a chinese

invisible book shelf

2008-03-15T16:18:00.000+08:00

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some of my favourite things

2008-03-12T15:50:00.001+08:00

love 'em. let's not get started on 'em earrings...

crowe

2008-03-10T19:37:00.002+08:00

i'm placing him on par with jude law, if not a tad notch higher.even if its only his screen character (there's nothing else), i think he's got character.yum.to be fair, i've only to date seen 'a good year' and 'a beautiful mind'. and it just so happen that they are both extremely good.to be honest we both know, he looks less than desirable in both movies. with his center-parted oily hair, grubby

lunch

2008-03-09T19:41:00.003+08:00

chicken and seafood baked riceupon scooping the first heapful to im, he coined it the 'sticky, gooey surprise'. -_- . trust him to glam-ofy my sunday lunch attempt.and he still had the cheek to reach out for a second and third scoop of surprise.more about my blotched attempt at brownies this (last) evening.later.bah.i feel like a failure, i'll go bury my head in the sand now. -_-

and i crumbled...

2008-02-14T13:28:00.002+08:00

i succumbed, yet again, to another adored version of the crumble-familia: the banana-nut.

sneak a peek

2008-02-12T10:34:00.000+08:00

i love my oven. i adore my kitchen. no-frills, just the way i want it.but oh, the storm that i can cook up here *rubs hands in glee* (read: lotsa smoke. edibility is entirely optional)what's for lunch? chicken porridge! i'm feeling baby food.

perfectly flour-less (well nearly)

2008-02-10T13:18:00.001+08:00

of the things in our home i love, there's one i absolutely adore the most.my oven.not ours. mine.and i sure hope im is not gonna get anywhere near it (not that he would even dream to want to, of course), cos i'm just gonna chase him away with a muffin pan and a spatula. i'm possessive like that.the oven, my ultimate luxury item. not a prada bag nor gucci shades.not exactly a necessity, yet an

something new everyday

2008-02-10T01:41:00.000+08:00

work's piling up and its been bugging me since thursday (cos i'm the paranoid android and i'm kancheong like that),current status: still tied up and bogged down, bugged by work that i kept shoving and shuffling.enuff. boggled and baffled by how i managed to waste 4 good free days away.stuff only an expert procastinator can manage (and most of us are).the thing about being married: you go where he

2008-02-08T21:48:00.000+08:00

a-ha! solve it! woo-hoo... i'm such a geek.

a change of skin

2008-02-08T17:36:00.000+08:00

while this may work fine on IE and opera browser, it creates total havoc on mozilla firefox. and it frustrates me endlessly cos i'm using mozilla and i have no clue on how to fix it. the white background apparently stops halfway in the entry and sidebar box in mozilla.nvm, i'm switching to opera then.

cheap thrill

2008-02-08T14:25:00.000+08:00

the outcome of my meng-gatal period:before: after:

chasing dreams, living crimes

2008-02-03T22:52:00.000+08:00

let's see....a more than 1-year younger yana wrote on tuesday, 11 april 2006... :".... i m guessing i would make one very clingy wife.i'd cling like foilwrap, i'd hop on his back, i'd stick to his legs, i'd make him drag me everywhere. i'd snog him.i'd give him hugs when i want hugs, when he wants hugs and even when he doesn't want hugs.i'd suffocate him, let him off for a breather and then

banana milkshake

2008-02-03T13:23:00.001+08:00

bananas-honey-brown sugar-ice-blend-pour-serve(chilled)-drink-and-get-high.

reads

2008-01-30T21:22:00.000+08:00

desperately thirsty for a good read. at last resort before i turn insane, i even found myself rummaging through im's books of combat and war accounts on our bookshelf.... actually the last one i read (six years ago) wasnt too bad.had my fingers on one of king's books before remembering how cowardly i can be when left all alone, thus promptly replacing it back to gather dust and be obscured by

frazzled sunday

2008-01-21T13:35:00.000+08:00

grand plans for sunday:- apple crumbles for ourselves and the in-laws - dashing off to a wedding that we cant miss between 1 to 2. - before that, sheng shiong and the story of 3 missed train rides totalling a good 40 plus minutes because: 1. i wanted to got that those sports drinks for our jogs2. i wanted to go weigh some la-las3. i was fascinated by some contraption or the other that could help

tis a wrap

2008-01-18T19:47:00.001+08:00

our vey simple dinner.... almost too simple. im's returning me to mommy for the night.chicken wrappopcorn chicken-fried (although i imagine that frying your own chicken from scratch must be more gratifying)white button mushroom-sauteed in buttericeberg lettuce and tomato-cutrotilotsa and lotsa cheesemayo and the lotserved with fries.i was contemplating on making my own mushroom soup (cos i

silence and absence

2008-01-16T21:51:00.000+08:00

there's so many things that i'd like to share, but my writing sense has since gotten from plain bad to awfully dreary, even the sense of humour that could only be understood by me and only me, has now being sucked dry like a badly sunned prune. lost in translation between pages of 'contributions of farquhar' and 'singapore's climate and weather condition'. gosh, ss is so dry.i need some real

am i the only one outta the loop on this one?!

2008-01-14T21:55:00.000+08:00

apparently not.. when i told nana about this, she furrowed her brows in utter perplexity and dismissed it with a 'damn funny la, you'..but i did try.. and whatdoyouknow... for what its worth, this works better than a curling iron for its intended use.plus, plus, plus, there's no insanely hot exposed area to fry the side of your cheek or the back of your neck with.... -_-and if you're me, that is

2008-01-06T21:27:00.001+08:00

give thanks give thanks give thanks. i'll be awfully embarrassed if i don't.abundantly blessed, by Him.

of settling down and settling in

2007-12-31T00:17:00.000+08:00

a good remainder of the hols were spent unpacking and assembling. so we've settled down... but we still need to settle all these (refer to pics) and more in order to settle in. that's reality for you us. needless to mention (though i'll mention it nonetheless for good measure) visions of retreating in bed and retiring early were promptly thwarted and our bubbles duly burst.that was 2 weeks back.

she bangs

2007-12-26T11:39:00.000+08:00

i almost always do the unthinkable when im is not around. like the incident in the previous post, for example. thank goodness he still loves me.... and no, i'm not gonna shed another flicker of light on it.today, im's gonna come back to yet another shocker.moments, days and months before, i was this:and now, i am this:i chop off my bangs on a whim -_-. talk about spontaniety (or foolishness). i

haiz...

2007-12-25T01:19:00.000+08:00

i did it, yet again. when once, is really already, one too many.at 1 a.m in the freaking morning. think curling iron, not on the hair. think toothpaste, not on the teeth. i've run outta honey!.... in fact, to begin with, i have none.mommy, help!imran's possibly gonna get a rude shock from the wife when he comes backs. i dont think he likes suprises of this kind. heh. darn you, youtube.whataya

outdated dates

2007-12-23T14:44:00.000+08:00

snapshots from earlier outings that i promised i'd upload, but hadnt gotten the chance to.the gorgeous doll, nana, went through all the trouble of gathering my closest friends for a cosy girls' night in over at my place... truly touched. such a darling that one is.she got me boas and masks for the day (and for later use, but that's not something you'd like to know)she brought my favourite kinda

blessed be

2007-12-21T15:00:00.001+08:00

quite frankly i'm telling you, i've never been happier.the day that i've been waiting for has finally arrived. and while the wedding itself is an insanely rapturous, joyous occasion that could never, (ever) possibly be forgotten for as long as i have my wits and sanity intact, that's not exactly the day in question here.rather, i'm talking about what comes after the wedding. long after the

2007-12-14T18:22:00.000+08:00

i cant offer you much in writing. not now, not yet. i'm still smelling like onions and garlic (how sexy, yeesh...), and i need to wash up before the husband (omigod! the fiance's morphed into a husband!) gets home and ferry me to my parents' place.i can though, put up some preview pictures to keep you entertained. for 3 whole seconds.one:blood. i dunno where i'd be and what i'd do without

2007-12-01T22:18:00.000+08:00

miss rozi is now a mrs imran.Alhamdullilah..more about that later.night night...

relativity...

2007-11-27T18:07:00.000+08:00

and time- chooses this moment, out of all others, to i n c h b y a t s n a i l ' s p a c e . .just hurry up already...

touched..

2007-11-21T20:34:00.000+08:00

sneak a peek at my workspace.. this is my fav.'Thank you for what you did.You didn't have to do it.I'm glad someone like youcould help me get through it.I'll always think of youwith a great and greatful heart.You are very specialI knew it from the start'....Awwww.... some of these kids can be really endearing. and i'm glad, in some way or the other, no matter how minute and how brief, our paths

2007-11-15T21:44:00.001+08:00

though you ever rarely ask if i do (so assured are you), here it is:plain and simple- mr imran, i love you.and together we shall break whatever pantang-larang that have been laid clear and simple before us by generations of mak-maks, nenek-neneks and mak-neneks. we shall.......................... meet each other again this weekend.i don't care.i need my prozac.

thank you

2007-11-13T20:20:00.000+08:00

the p-t conference went rather well, i would say. this despite noticing my throat progresssively going sore as the day progressed. while the day was pretty uneventful, there were some notable moments that made me feel all the pep talk and hair-tearing planning and prancing around (yes, i pranced around-sometimes) and shooting the evil eye and finishing tubes after tubes of markers

2007-11-12T21:16:00.000+08:00

20 more days. whoosh... very fast.i want to get married. NOW!then i'd like to rest.

got a moment?

2007-11-10T10:16:00.000+08:00

since my previous, previous post... i've got quite a couple of well-intended messages asking me to take things easy and try not to get purple in the face by holding my breath. kam sia manyak-manyak for those sweet thoughts.before people start thinking that i am on the brink of insanity and anxiety, lemme raise my bony hand and flail it about to grab your attention.chope.and.choto.juggling 3 major

3 weeks before my wedding, this is blardy funny lor...

2007-11-09T20:53:00.000+08:00

to be taken lightly salted with a pinch of salt.bears no relation whatsoever to any man, mat or martian.MARRIAGE (PART I)Typical macho man married typical good-looking lady and after the wedding, he laid down the following rules:"I'll be home when I want, if I want and at what time I want and I don't expect any hassle from you. I expect a great dinner to be on table unless I tell you that I won't

2007-11-03T07:45:00.000+08:00

one BIG weight lifted off my shoulder. BIG BIG BIG. and by the end of the day, God-willing, that'll be 2 loads off. i feel so much lighter now -_-2 down, 1 more to go... 29 more days, 29 more days, 29 more days...

2007-10-29T21:02:00.000+08:00

i promise meself i'd spend no more than 10 minutes on this post.. so here goes/comes a paragraph full of typos and grammors and bad, bad sentence structuros... (and in the course of explaining the last mouthful of sentence- plus this one- i have just wasted a good 2 whole minute. well. done)....3 major episodes of days of my life aunfolding within these 4 months. introduced at a turtle pace,

2007-10-15T21:18:00.000+08:00

this raya i am feeling cynical. maybe my blanket has been doused with a fresh spray of shower and chlorine (like my bathrooms) or maybe its the fact that i have only stepped into 2 houses for raya this season.yup, that's two-fifths of the total number of jari you have in one hand.one. two.dah.so cynical am i that the whole concept of wishing people 'selamat hari raya' sounded a bit too old for me

abode

2007-10-07T11:25:00.000+08:00

i wouldnt call myself an exhibionist, and most times, i dont see the compulsion to share my MAJOR purchases with the world, but rather, opting the share the details only with those close at heart. but this time i can barely hold the excitement all in-so i'll spew it out.our house is 3/4 done. and InsyaAllah come this week friday, when the renovation is completed and the furnishing is in, it will

peeve?

2007-10-07T10:57:00.000+08:00

having lived for 26-years on this billion-years old earth (suddenly i don't feel so old, after all ), i have come to a conclusion not to take anyone with variations of the word 'PriNceSs' and 'BaBY' in their profiles too seriously.These are clear indications that it would probably take a while before they grow up proper....and by that, i mean growing up proper mentally. which really- is the only

thinking aloud.. (admit it, we all do that)

2007-09-29T23:47:00.000+08:00

now, now... tubes of eye creams wont work if you dont quit staring blankly and unblinkingly into the screen, yana!now go get some sleep, kiddo...today i realise that slapping on a lot of of junk on my hair, does indeed, made it behave the way i want to.sit, hair. sit! good girl. -_-i need to work on my fickly-doodly-doo. one of the few rare things i am not fickle about, it seems, is im.when

2007-09-28T19:35:00.000+08:00

“Get out of my store. And please come again”-Apu Nahasapeemapetilon- what can i say...? simpsons, i lioke.....

my personality disorder.. its official..

2007-09-16T11:48:00.000+08:00

"You think you have dependent personality disorderYou need to be taken care of. You can`t make even small decisions without consulting someone else first, and letting them take responsibility for the consequences. If a close relationship ends, you urgently seek another, because how else can you take care of yourself alone? You will volunteer to do the most horrible tasks just to show how grateful

virtual reality

2007-09-13T22:28:00.000+08:00

there are currently 2 websites that i know, if given the chance, i would encounter serious addiction problems with.facebook: http://www.facebook.com/friendster's out... facebook's in(ter-ac-tive!)!cept with my current 3 cosy pals on my network, there's only so much poking and ribbing you could do online before you get slapped with a mighty................. 'high-5' (not a bad thing, after all).