*// Cruising

My day started with an obvious glow on my face as early as 530am to dolled up for our 3days 2 nights KL/Malacca trip. Its not much of a retail therapy as I only got myself a pair of gladiator sandals. Nevertheless, the people around me makes it all worthwhile. Its just a much needed escapade to get my mind off the hustle and bustle of this city. After a few stopovers, we began with the city tour which I wasn't wee bit paying attention to the tour guide's mumbling away. I took some power nap, got my ears stuffed with music from the Zen Creative (thanks to my Heartshape!) and camwhoring once awhile that kept me occupied throughout the whole journey.

We booked ourselves in Preston Inn and I had the best roomate, Efni to endure my antics as much as I have to entertain hers. Get ourselves comfortable before changing to our casual wear for the next agenda - Bukit Bintang (only for the youngsters). Long walk in search of our much craved A&W, a short breeze at Petaling Street and the fatigue got hold of us. Goodbye night scene cause almost everyone fell ill! A short heart-to-heart talk with her before hitting the sack around 4am. Its nothing shocking, both of us woke up late despite the morning call and Yaya calling us 8347594 times. When the two bebans shares a room, its inevitable! Haha.


After our breakfast, we booked out from the hotel and headed straight to Perak for a hot spring at Sungai Klah which have such scenic view but totally non-friendly for wheelchair bounded. Even worse, the staffs were not of great help either. While everyone got excited to jump in the water, me and Efni chose to just soaked our feet while strolling around with picture takings. We find it a hassle to swim and get changed for lunch within an hour especially when the place was quite crowded. Thereafter, we proceeded to Nilai 3 where its the makciks' shopping paradise, I would say. They even bought carpets while we find a deserted spot to get snappy again.


Before checking in to Mahkota Parade, we visited Tok Sawi place with a huge spread of food. What a sumptuous dinner that bloat me to snooze again in the bus. Couldn't stay there too long cause its so close to the village side and the road is frigging narrow and by the time we reached the hotel, its 10pm already. This time we shared a room for 5 and predictably very chaotic indeed. Settled down and hit down to the pub to make up for the yesterday's loss. Its funny how we got hungry so fast and spotted a Mcdonalds for supper. Unfortunately it started to pour heavily and we sprinted through the rain. Ya Allah!



I love happy entries! I am gonna leave you with this for whom love to invade people space - Go get yourself a life or at least, share their happiness but keep your filthy mouth mum-med. I need a little privacy please! Shhhh... *winks

*// Back to happy blogging

All that drama aside (after leaving her speechless), its a 3-in-1 birthdays! My prayers remain the same for those who are significant in my life. May Allah bestow neverending health and wealth with a longevity relation that we have harbored all this while. With you, happiness is a heartfelt sensation and I hope you feel that too. I can never thank the almighty enough nor decipher any proper words but, a huge appreciation for playing a crucial part in my life. Forever, I'll cherish every memories undenially till I breathe my last. The presence of beloved people like you, completes me.

Happy Birthday dearest Momma!

*// Spouting

Note: Things written here are supported with the truth with no coverups and witnessed by a bunch of friends involved and solely dedicated to you. If you wish to copy please, do credit and ensure your html are set properly (as not to mislead people to another blog and caught you redhanded, copying). And at least I don't comment on my own comment space like you do. Who's the crazy one, you may ask? Hmpf #$%!@$^&*

A paragraph of my writing has given her an inspiration to blog 56839480 times in less than 24 hour about her dissatisfaction or so she denied. I didn't realized my little words bruised her ego that much. She being the stalker that she is, will never proudly announce her flaws yet disguised herself well in her own blog nest. That particular entry was alerted by my very own set of friends (I am nothing without my girlfriends) and I was unaware of the oncoming. I have zilch tolerant over the slandering of two dramatic facts as per say by her.

".. I wanna meet you in person. But you come up with all kinds of bullshit reasons. && den you turn the table and say im a coward. & yes I complained about you to my fiance. Fyi, complain is a verb used to express dissatisfaction, pain, uneasiness, censure, resentment, or grief. Therefore I was unhappy about you & your words. So, I complained to him .."
".. We also think you should STOP being so evil & sparking off hatred/fights between 2 other people. Your meaningless words and actions can cause alot of hurt to 2 innocent sisters. Fyi, it has affected them .."

- Abstracted from dandyaffair.

Wow! I love your exaggeration of the story. Since when you ever arise the topic of meeting up? It will be of great pleasure to meet you eye to eye and let my instincts do the rest of the job. I have given you a public offer for a meetup, how about that? And this appeal has been made right before you. Undoubtedly, you are good at whining therefore, you don't have to tell me the meaning of complain cause you portray that word used. To seek pity on an opposite gender to solve girls affair is a clear sign of cowardness on your part. Stop being in a state of denial. By the way, since when I ever get involve with your family? I never wrecked a home even more do harm to kids. The only person that may get serious damage from me is you and no one else! Please put a halt to your aimless accusations and do a self reflection upon yourself.

Something to refresh your memory, in case you forget before I start a piece of my mind.

Its fantabulous, more than nice - Brought to you by Aimanwati and friends.



#1 Confession of a copycat
Yes! She finally confessed she copied yet, still thinks that its okay to do so. Copyright is punishable by law. It may not be a major offence yet that is the basic blogging etiquette you should possess. A credit to the owner will do justice like "Credit to" or "Abstracted from" like exactly what I did above. And no, I won't call the police (being your favorite sentence) cause I prefer to settle these scores with you personally.

#2 I do not know you, you do not know me
This is by far the only sentence that comes out sensible from you. Amazingly, this time I dig this phrase so much cause I agreed fully to what has been said. Its a great honour on my part that you don't know me and its even more prestigious that I do not know you. Enough said!

#3 Sri, the bragger
For someone to publicize her wanting for an expensive ring way before it was even bought and end up with a Joo Chiat ring with that term "pakai dulu bayar kemudian". At least there's a reason for Watie to speak her mind cause she got the exact ring she craved for and the best part, Dino put in effort to make it worthwhile. The big word here is: EFFORT. For someone to proudly write about her own dirty laundry (e.g. having sex in a dinky van) was a yummy encounter. You curse and swear about how a sl*t one is yada yada. What does this makes you? If dining at Canele Patisserie is a need for you to copy, I can understand why you can't get a room. I never once said I am rich, you did. Now that are just to name a few and since truth been told, which part of me brags?

#4 Speaking of the children
I feel sorry for the kids to have gone through so much turmoil at such young age and I think I am in the right position to feel their plight. What put me to a more sorry state is you, being a mother. I am not degrading you but, your childish antics don't prove me your worth. You are maligning a little overboard on this matter just to seek pity in your can-count-by-fingers blog? Oh, come on! Mixing so many of your hatred issues into one entry is so predictable.

#5 Female dogs
This is exciting too! Since you frequently bring the name of God in your entries, here's my part of my say. Teaching me about "halal and haram" of religion matters. Let me correct you, dogs are not najis as per say by you. They are also part of Allah's creation. I worked with animals and I know them better cause without a doubt, they are more civilise than you do. My dear Watie is a proud Skinny Bi*ch if you don't realize cause perhaps you are just envious that you can never be as beautifully slim as her. And, to state the record straight she is also created by Allah in this manner. Who are you to judge? Kalau tak dapat jilat, bau pun jadi. Who's the dog now?

P.S. Just if you are still oblivious, we are known as Bietches Inc for a definite reason and that extra "e" stands for Extreme. Beware we are coming for you! I am done with my tongue-lashing issue. I know you have been anxiously waiting for this post to be publicly published. So, feast your eyes to every words I said like you always do. Another space wasted! I chose to be happy (hope you do too) so, a promise made for more blissful entries ahead.

*// Till death do us part

Oh god! As I was browsing through my photo album, I realized my mind going senile. How can I ever forget to write about my most happy occasion this year? Someone I called Paman whom supported me through my 22-years of solace existence in this face of earth. Being honoured to be chosen as his photographer during Solemnisation and an emcee for his purple-themed affair. His gifts' decoration was simply made by the simple me (my brother ones, coming up). I am not that artistic but, that's the amount of effort I am countable for the person I owe my live to. And no words of thanks can be verbally said. The incomplete family picture was a spontaneous shot yet, set tears to his eyes. I stood up with a tissue and wipe it away, holding back my tears. When he embraced me that tight, I know things will never be the same again. Nevertheless, may this love remains a lifetime and thereafter.

*// Holiday mode on

Note: When I promised an update with pictures, I kept my words. But when you speak too loud with no actions it get worn out in time. Don't tell me the camera that you bought and proudly advertised was another case of scam or to be exact, copy.
How sad, really I feel for you!

I need to vent a little abusive words for that particular kiddo who creates endless blogwar and now, in Facebook? Being a stalker (which she claims we are the ones) is a passe. It has been going for years and if you don't realize its going to be 2009 soon. Gosh! How I simply despise "minah" polluting onlinesphere for no apparent reason. I don't usually look down on one self but her endless bragging bores the hell out of me. Perhaps a Joo Chiat ring - that "pakai dulu, bayar kemudian" rings a bell? Don't get me started again cause pushing your luck too far is not good for your health as you know how ugly it can be. Its more noble to be a man's bestfriend (since you call her a dog) rather than being anything related to you. I love cats but the only species of cat I hate most is a copycat like you! So shuuh...

Putting aside the unpleasant start of this entry. I got a dose of my most favorite bunch to celebrate a birthday and I am sex-cited to be part of the surprise at East Coast Park. Having good food is the utmost essential when we are out. Two tables of steamboat with a wide array of seafood was our choice this time round. I brought Aizam along cause he being the angel that he is and despite just reaching home from work, he insisted to follow me as I was down with those regular pain. Unshockingly, I had an instant recovery seeing all the smiling faces of beloved ones.

The name "Hirok Pikok", totally runs in our blood. From playing two games of table soccer (we turned esctatic upon seeing it) to watching DVD of their trip to Phuket. From flipping the pages of that huge photo album to laughing at corny jokes. Our usual picturesque antics. The ritual for the birthday girl was to feed each and everyone of us a spoonful of that small slice of brownie. How can I not love them? A short night but, enough to make me a happy little girl and plastered the sweetest smile all the way back home despite getting pestered by a shameless acquintance trying to get his attention. Tsk!

*// Keeping my head high

Indeed, a shocking blast at Mumbai killed a Singapore-born girl just recently. My deepest condolences to the family and friend for their lost. All the rage happening around the world. The unresolved protest in Bangkok. Unstable economy. The heavy recession that hit hard to our country. Somehow its just sad that when such mishap happened, the innocent beings are the most affected. It just made me feel as though "that day" is approaching very soon.

Therefore I never fails to thank Allah each day whenever I awake in the morning, feeling extraordinarily good just being alive. Knowing that I have a great family and friends to treasure cause they make a heaven on earth for me. I realized that life is too short to gloat upon miseries as I know its nothing compare to far way unfortunate people than me. Despite all the agony or whatnots, smiling is the best medicine. I chose to be happy and that's that.

A collaboration of captivating vocals by famous female singers sharing the same stage for a campaign "Stand Up to Cancer". The divas sang that heartfelt song Stand Up originated from Mariah Carey which deserved a standing ovation from the audience. Sometime littlest things like this made you realize how short life can be and anyone no matter your nationality, race nor religion is outcast from this phenomena. Hence, I treasure every moment while I still can. Enjoy the video! =)



P.S. While watching Quarantine, I thank you for allowing me to hide behind your shoulder when the impactful movie constantly made me jumped off my seat. It's hilarious in a certain way too. Haha!