[Translated into English]

"Where are you?"
"Kota Bharu."
"Eh? I thought you are supposed to be in Kuantan and Terengganu first."
"It's a long story." He seemed reluctant to tell me.
"Make it short."
"Erm..." Still reluctant.
"People there are not ready, eh?
"Ha-erm."
"XXX?"
"Yup."

Sigh.

Now I know why people are complaining of the ineffiency of my company. (Actually I knew it loooooooooong time ago) My husband got it everytime. He made arrangement with them (my company's staff), but they failed to turn up or did not deliver their work on time. And that make my husband's laid out plan out of the way, and he needs to replan his plan.

But hope he will be in Kota Bharu as planned next week. If not, MIL and DIL will look at each other and tried at their best to understand what the other is talking about. Heheheh.

(Oh, I managed to grab one Polo Beverly Hills luggage at RM89.50, 50% discount, yesterday at Jusco. OK or not ha?)

Married with an Al-Kelantani for three years but still cannot understand their dialect. What la you Tini!

They have English course, French, Japanese, even Mandarin. But don't they teach Kelantanese anywhere? Help anyone?

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Going to leave the office early today. I need to check out whether Aida is telling us the truth about Metrojaya sales *wink*

Hope to buy a luggage, the one with roda at a bargain. We need one for our holiday to Kelantan next week. Since I will be travelling alone with Ameer, so a luggage with wheels is very, very necessary.

Oh, haven't I told you? Mat Tabligh went outstation last Tuesday. And we will be meeting him at Kota Bharu on Tuesday night next week.

Yeah, yeah.... naik ERL lagi. Best, best! 

Hmmm.... and now that Mat Tabligh is not around, when will Puteri Gunung Ledang be screened eh? *tanduk*

p/s: terujanya tengok M Nasir hehehehe.

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Saturday, 12.45 p.m.

S: Latvia? Which region?
Aku: Europe, because they played in EURO 2004.
S: Ermm, Brazil?
Aku: Americas, I think. Obviously not Europe, because they didn't play in EURO.
S: Eh, Real Madrid?
Aku: They played in English Premier League, but not EURO.
S: Ooo OK.

Hahahah, some way of determining which country falls in which region, eh?

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Sunday, midnight.

A Malaysian women aged 25 arrested by the CIA for trespassing the agency's website. Identity withheld for security reason.

Short interview before she was dumped into the CIA's vehicle:

[Read as hysterical as possible]
"No, I'm no terrorist! I do not have any weapon of mass destruction. I'm just checking the world map for my office assignment. Do you know where Aruba is ha, ha? Mayotte? Palau? Please, I pledge not guilty! Help! Puan Yus, Cik Lah!!!! NOOOOOOOOOO!!!"

And we never heard of her again.

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That sums up the days I did not blog.

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This posting is intended to be posted on 12.01 a.m., but if it doesn't, just pretend it does OK?

HAPPY BIRTHDAY LYNN! YOU'RE SWEET 24!

Ok, back to my bed. Yawn.

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Elastic Man a.k.a. Mat Pit tadak class!

Do you remember one of the superheroes that has elastic hands, which enable him to catch the crooks no matter how far they are? What's the name? Elastic Man?

Whatever his name is, Malaysians should be proud and honored to have such superheroes in the country too.

Hoh? What? Where? Who?

Yup, we have superheroes with soopah doopah natural powers and abilities in the country. Except that they are no superheroes in term of moral. I supposed they are everywhere around Malaysia, but we have one for sure at my apartment.

How do I know about their existence, eh?

Because last night, as I reached out for the soap to do my laundry, I discovered that few boxes of toothpaste (16 to be exact) and my toolbox of screws and kepala paip was missing from its rack in the utility room, which is located next to the corridor. After interrogating Adha and Mat Tabligh as if they were the guilty one, they said they never took that much boxes of toothpaste and they didn't have anything to do with the toolbox.

So, I figured, it must be the Elastic Man job.

Grrrr.

You never thought that someone could steal your supplies of tooth paste, didn't you? You and I thought wrong.

Nothing is impossible nowadays. Next, they steal your mop and penyapu. And tong sampah too.

*sigh*

We really need one Polis Angkasa Gaban here in Vista Angkasa.

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Venue: Parking lot, Menara
Time: 2.27 p.m. (and Aida was late for her 2.15 p.m. meeting)

We were in Lynn's car as she perfectly parked her Iswara in the parking space when my handphone rang.

It's Mat Tabligh.

"Apa mau?"
"Buat apa tu?"
"Baru balik Metrojaya sales hehehe. Beli wallet baru yay!"
"Baper inggit?"
"Murah wooo. RM26 lebey."
"Ha!! Mahalnya?!"
"MAHAL?"
Lynn and Aida chorused "Hah??!!" in disbelief.
"Saya punya wallet sepoloh ringgit je." So he explained.

DUUUUUUUH.

That's Polo Benedetti OK? Full leather? And its actual price was RM99.90?

And the two girls had said that I better buy new wallet because the old one was, well obviously very old.

Kedekut taik idung masin tol :P

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My most hated people list.

1. Dr. Fazilah - for sticking that damn thermostat into my ear and putting wood stick on my tongue and prescribing the medicine.
2. Abah - for pinching my nose and forcing the medicine into my mouth (which I then succesfully forced it out and vomitted on Abah's kain sembahyang - Padan muka Abah bbrrr).
3. Mama - for holding my legs and arms so hard (sakitlah Mama!) so that I can't kick and push and run away, and raising her voice to me (huk huk sampai hati Mama).
4. Cik Adha - selalu bersubahat dengan Mama, paksa Ameer makan ubat kalau Abah takde.

Why la, why these people have to make my life miserable? If I said I don't want the ubat, let me be lah!

OK... so if you don't want the ubat, then don't become sick ok???
 
Eh, boleh ke macam tu Mama?

Tak boleh, tapi Mama dah tensi nih, jangan banyak soal ggrr.

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Polish that under-utilized brain of yours, Tini!

I need a book on Introduction to Telecommunication. I really, really need to know about that. I do not want to be in the dark anymore. I've been working in this company for three years, but my knowledge of what exactly the company do?

Zero. Nil. Yilek. Kosong. Orak eneng. 0.

I need to know telecommunication from A-Z. From inside out. From technical to commercial.

Oh wait a minute, doesn't Mat Tabligh majored in Telecommunication Engineering? He should know, shouldn't he?

"Eh budak, ada tak buku Introduction to Telecommunication kat rumah?"

"Nak buat apa?"

"Belajar la :P"

"Ekekekekekeke (read: serve you right!). Tak sure, nanti balik rumah carik lah."

Hope the termites didn't eat that one.

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Nyeh nyeh... added new link. Klik jangan tak klik!

Skim Mama Kaya Hohoho

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Senarai Semak Kemahiran Perkembangan Kanak-kanak Taska Murni 2004

Nyeh nyeh nyeh aku bantai gelak guling-guling dengan Adha Dot bila sampai part perkembangan sosio emosi.

Especially part Cemburu apabila pengasuh atau ibu memberi perhatian kepada kanak-kanak lain.

Ni lak, ulasan Cikgu Atie:

Rekod Pemerhatian:
Ameer sangat suka dibelai. Ameer akan menangis apabila guru meninggalkannya walaupun anak-anak yang lain ada bersamanya. Ameer gembira apabila guru menjalankan aktiviti dengannya. Ameer akan menangis apabila tidak mendapat perhatian daripada guru. Ameer takut pada orang yang tidak dikenalinya serta pada tempat yang gelap.

Kesimpulan:
Ameer lebih suka ada orang yang sentiasa ada di sisinya dan memberi perhatian dan kasih sayang kepadanya.

Hohohoh, kesimpulan aku lak --> Ameer sangat LEMAU.

Besar nanti mesti jadi stok lelaki romantika d' amor muahahahaha. Ikut perangai bapak dia la nih :P

xoxoxo

ahmadini: ini auto mesej ahmad alias, dia sedang sibuks
tinidewi: blah la lu
tinidewi: :P
ahmadini: ini auto mesej lagi, kan dah kata dia sibuks mueh mueh mueh

Sabar je la. Boleh jadi biol aku jadi bini dia nih

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Feeling Blue.

Staring blankly at Aida's old table and feeling very very soppy. Tsk tsk.

And to think that I didn't hug her yesterday, before she left. Boohoo hoo I'm soooooo bad!

Oh, was it because her huge giant husband was around, and I wouldn't want to look like an old sentimental, fragile woman in front of all the men?

Gee... the office sounds a lot quieter, without Aida around. Sooo still, that if a cicak happen to drop from the ceiling, you could hear it. And I could listen to the noises in my brain (err, is that normal? Doctors, anyone?)

Tsk tsk.

Oi Aida... bila unit kau tu nak pindah Menara? Balik sini la oi... situ tak best!

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I guess Aishah was right when she said Kindaichi was full of violence. I bought the comic last weekend and couldn't help hoh?-ing, OMG-ing and gasping as I read through. The event of misfortune, mostly murders, are vividly illustrated. Hope the kids in Japan, and other countries where this comic is sold, did not get influenced. But the detective thingies and Kindaichi's clowning attitude surely fun to read.

But Conan is still my favourite nyeh nyeh. Guess, that's the only Kindaichi comic I'll have. I can't afford buying two comics a month. Yeah, there's always money problem to it.

Talking about money, a colleague at the office had asked me, after I told her my dengue story,"So, you banned Vista already?"

I just like froze there, and then said,"Oh, no.. not yet."

And then my head started rolling. I mean, I can't really banned or out of my own place, can I? I bought the apartment and suddenly all of those bad things happened that make you feel stupid buying it. First, I got all the rashes from bathing with the contaminated water DBKL supplied us. Then, all the parquet on the floor tertanggal-tanggal. Then, Ahmad and me got dengue. Then, during our 'holiday' in the hospital, some good KL samaritan conveniently look after our house and took along Ameer tabung, full of money. Then, what?

And to think of all the money spent buying the house...

Suddenly I feel very very stupid. Why can't I just move to our newly completed house in Sungai Buloh when the owner said she wanted to sell the apartment we're renting, instead of buying that old, near destruction apartment and get myself into financial burden?

Stupidity runs in my blood.

I guess my husband was right about selling the Sg. Buloh house. I'm felling the tension of having two houses already. Hope God gives me patience to hang in there. I'll get over this mess, I believe I will. Insya Allah.

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I'm back!

Phew! It took me four hours to finally get my turn to do my myKad. Oh, I was supposed to rest at home, the doctor had kind-heartedly gave me MC for yesterday and today, but I thought I'll use the leave to do my myKad (and shopping) instead hehehe.

I went to foodcourt, ate nasi lemak ayam goreng and milo ice, figured that my turn hadn't come yet, so I went to the toilet to make up my face. Nyeh nyeh I do know to do magic, you know? Few dab here, few dab there, wallah! you see no acnes and the pale face become very very colorful and pretty.

When I went to JPN again, aiseh.... baru 3246 and my number was 3421. So I thought perhaps I could beratur to get Ameer's myKid to kill my time. Nasib baik tak kena kompaun sebab dah lapan bulan lewat collect the card hehehehe.

It's already 11.30 a.m. and oo la la, my turn still long way to go. Aiyah, lets tawaf the Maju Junction la to see what it got to offer. Huhuhuh turns out very BOOORRIINNGGG. But clever me bought a Nancy Drew and went back to JPN, sit there and read instead. Very clever decision indeed eh? When my number was already announced, I didn't even want to close the book hehehe.

Uh oh, what ever happened to me from the last time I blogged?

Ho? Dengue? Whatta....?

Yeah me got dengue. That deadly disease. Got it if nyamuk aedes bite you. Hmm wonder how the nyamuk can fly until nineth floor. Their sayap must be very very strong.

Thank god I'm not dead yet. So that I can continue blogging hehehe.

But actually, to tell you the truth, I was worried sick when Ahmad was warded and his platelet number was only 38. That was really really low and the hospital had informed us that they wouldn't accept Ahmad in if his platelet number was below 20. And I cried the whole night through, when people was soundly asleep. I couldn't sleep, my head kept thinking of him, and my heart prayed hard. I was like chanting,"Please don't die,please don't die, please God, help him."

But off course, I kept my cool composure in front of other people. And when I and Ameer were warded (I purposely requested Ameer to be warded too so that they could do something to his chesty cough), people kept saying "pity Ameer" and said nothing to me, instead they said,"you look healthy." Hah, if only they knew my pain.

The paeditrician had said,"This is one clever baby." Because Ameer is very very clever when it comes to refusing medicine. His legs kicking, his hands pushing our hands. He wails but at the same time, keep his mouth shut and his gum tight. There is no way you could push the medicine into his mouth, unless if you close his nose and he got no choice but to breath though his mouth. Yeah, that approach is kinda kejam, but we got no choice.

And when the medicine had successfully entered his mouth, this clever baby will force it out and vomitted. Sheesh.... our effort into the drain. But at least Ameer is OK now.

Actually, I kinda like this dengue thing, except when Ahmad is really really sick, it wasn't funny at all. Other than that, it was fun! I got more than a week MC, no need to think about whatever happened in the office, I goyang my kaki at the ward, everybody suddenly became attentive to me and the food is really really nice yum yum. And I got two sets of food because they consider Ameer as adults nyeh nyeh nyeh. If you think I look fat tommorrow, when I come to office, you'll know why.

Well, guess that wraps up everything.


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