Back To School My Little Darlings... Bollywood Vege!! Here We Come!!

Alhamdulillah... Syukur...

So I got my Asil to go for his follow-up appointment & the doctor said that my boy's free from HFMD... He's cured completely & is fit to go to school on Thursday...

Speaking of Thursday, the school had organised a family trip excursion with the kids to the "Bollywood Vege Farm"... Hell yeah, I'm going people!! Woo hoo!! Thursday happens to be my OFF day [lucky I checked my roster]... Thanks to Cousin Lala for reminding me about the trip... I totally forgot about it sia... pfft...

Whoaaa... Let me see, this trip was supposed to be held on June 11th but due to the large number of kids who got sick with HFMD, the trip was postponed to a later date...

So, I'm going to spend my time with my kids & their entire school teachers & friends... Other parents would be joining in as well... I'm so hoping to meet & make new "mummy friends" along the way... =)

Menu for the trip would be - LIGHT SNACKS!! I'll be making Tuna & Egg Chunks Mixed in Mayonnaise Sandwiches, Chilli Tuna Sandwiches & I'll be packing some Crackers for the trip also... For sure the kids would love it! Not forgetting their Aunty cum Teacher Lala too... heh... [Suke la tu...]

Gotta hit the sack people... Need to wake in the early morning coz everyone need to be in school latest by 8.30am... My cycling with BLOO & the kids from Anchorvale, in Seng Kang to Bright Kids, in Punggol starts tomorrow y'all... Good nite...

She's Electric...

She's electric
She's in a family full of eccentrics
She done things I never expected
And I need more time

She's got a sister
And God only knows how I've missed her
And on the palm of her hand is a blister
And I need more time

And I want you to know
I've got my mind made up now
But I need more time

And I want you to say
Do you know what I'm saying?
But I need more

Coz I'll be you and you'll be me
There's lots and lots for us to see
There's lots and lots for us to do
She is electric, can I be electric too?

She's got a brother
We don't get on with one another
But I quite fancy her mother
And I think that she likes me

She's got a cousin
In fact she's got about a dozen
She's got one in the oven
But it's nothing to do with me

And I want you to know
I've got my mind made up now
But I need more time

And I want you to say
Do you know what I'm saying?
But I need more

Coz I'll be you and you'll be me
There's lots and lots for us to see
There's lots and lots for us to do
She is electric, can I be electric too?

Can I be electric too?
Can I be electric too?
Can I be electric too?

[Sang by Oasis...]

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On our way home after getting my paperwork from the office late in the evening, hubby played this song in the car...

Him, "I want you to listen to this song & the lyrics..."
Me, "Why?"
Him, "This song somehow reminds me of you... When we both went steady for so many years... Then decision was finally voiced out to get engaged & everything... How I wasn't prepared yet for what's to come... How you said we should do something about this long term relationship... You just listen la... The lyrics suits you... Well not all la, coz you don't have a sister, so minus that one off... Listen to the song carefully..."

Well so I did... I pretty much smiled all the way listening to it... Having a relationship with him for 9 years... Having my parents chasing him for an engagement ring bla bla bla... Both of us still thinking that we're not up for it yet (with the type of person each of us were, once before)... Both still wanna have fun... "Enjoy life to the fullest, party people!!", they say... Yup! We were once like that...

I guess, once you've reached that certain stage... When you have this sick & tired feeling that you don't wanna be going around with that kinda life & that kinda stuffs anymore coz all of that is such a bore & there's nothing gained from it... pfft... So we decided to pull the handbrake & think about us, our relationship & how far can this relationship go further... =)

Love you Baba...

Still Working From Home While Taking Care Of The Kids...

(Photo Courtesy of Cousin Lala) See how happy Asil is playing with the educational puzzle bought by his Aunt Lala... =)

As Salam Peepz,

I just got back from the clinic with my kids... Had a follow-up appointment with the doctor with regards to Asil's HFMD...

Seriously, can somebody tell me why is there no vaccine for this HFMD thingy? It's like beginning to piss me off... I mean, isn't there any doctors, professors or researchers who could at least TRY finding a vaccine to solve this contagious disease or something?

Me to the doctor, "Seriously ar doctor... There isn't any vaccine for this HFMD?"
Him (shooking his head), "I'm afraid no there isn't..."
Me (feeling pissed), "Well, I guess they are too busy finding vaccines for other bigger more serious illnesses than this so very contagious one that could easily be transferred from 1 kid to another..."
Doctor, "(speechless)"

Alhamdulillah, Asyura's cured & free from HFMD already... Well, I guess, it's just Asil now... He still has ulcers in his mouth & going back to school for him is a "no-no"... His appetite is improving slowly... I hope he'll be able to gain his weight back coz he really looks skinny now...

There's always a reason behind everything & it's thanks to this HFMD that I'm able to somehow spend more time with my kids @ home... Well minus off their mood-swings, tantrums & sibling fights, other than that, I'm fine having them with me...

Need hubby's help to send me to the office later in the evening (as usual) for me to get all the paperwork back home... Bloody hell!! Work can be so never ending & tiring much... I hate having piles & piles of unfinished stuffs on my table waiting for me to clear them up... Office work had to be done @ home again for me... pfft...

I'm gonna be taking care of my kids @ home till June 23rd, by then, I still need to bring my Asil for another follow-up appointment with the doctor again...

Allah Answers...

A story to be shared...

A young man had been to a Wednesday Night Class of Quranic Studies. The Mualim had shared about listening to Allah & obeying Allah through intuition. The young man couldn't help but wonder, "Does Allah still speak to people thru intuition?"

After Lessons, he went out with some friends for coffee & pie, & they discussed the message. Several different ones talked about how Allah had led them in different ways & that @ the end, you'll know it was Allah s.w.t Who has directed you.

It was about 10 o'clock when the young man started driving home.

It was about ten o'clock when the young man started driving home. Sitting in his car, he just began to pray, "Allah... If you still speak to people, speak to me. I will listen. I will do my best to obey."

As he drove down the main street of his town, he had the strangest thought to stop & buy a gallon of milk. He shook his head & said out loud, "Allah is that you?"

He didn't get a reply & started on towards home. But again, the thought, buy a gallon of milk came into his head.

"OK, Allah, in case that is you, I will buy the milk." It didn't seem like too hard a test of obedience. He could always use the milk. He stopped & purchased the gallon of milk & started off towards home.

As he passed 7th Street, he again felt the urge, "Turn Down that street."

This is crazy, he thought, & drove on past the intersection. Again, he felt that he should turn down 7th Street...

At the next intersection, he turned back & headed down 7th. Half jokingly, he said out loud, "OK, Allah, I will."

He drove several blocks, when suddenly, he felt like he should stop. He pulled over to the curb & looked around. He was in a semi-commercial area of town. It wasn't the best but it wasn't of neighbourhoods either. The businesses were closed & most of the houses looked dark like the people were already in bed.

Again, he sensed something, "Go & give the milk to the people in the house across the street."

The young man looked at the house. It was dark & it looked like the people were either gone or they were already asleep. He started to open the door & then sat back in the car seat.

"Allah, this is insane. Those people are asleep & if I wake them up, they are going to be mad & I will look stupid." Again, he felt like he should go & give the milk.

Finally, he opened the door, "OK Allah s.w.t, if this is you, I will go to the door & give them the milk. If you want me to look like a crazy person, OK. I want to be obedient. I guess that will count for something, but if they don't answer right away, I am out if here."

He walked across the street & rang the bell. He could hear some noise inside. A man's voice yelled out, "Who is it? What do you want?"

Then, the door opened before the young man could get away. The man was standing there in his jeans & T-shirt. He looked like he just got out of bed. He had a strange look on his face & he didn't seem too happy to have some stranger on his doorstep. "What is it?"

The young man thrust out the gallon of milk, "Here, I brought this to you."

The man too the milk & rushed down the hallway. Then from down the hall came a woman carrying the milk towards the kitchen. The man was following her holding a baby. The baby was crying. The man had tears streaming down his face.

The man began speaking & half crying, "We were just praying. We had some big bills this month & we ran out of money. We didn't have any milk for our baby. I was just praying & asking Allah s.w.t to show me how to get some milk."

His wife in the kitchen yelled out, "I ask him to send an Angel with some. Are you an Angel?"

The young man reached into his wallet & pulled out all the money he had on him & put it in the man's hand. He turned & walked back towards his car & the tears were streaming down his face.

He knew that Allah s.w.t still answers prayers.

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I've been to this stage of getting intuitions for so many times...

At first, I was as sceptical as the young man in this story... But the moment when I experienced it (first hand) that Allah actually answered, I was shocked, overjoyed & sad, all @ once... & just like the young man in this story, I cried too... Coz it was hard to believe...

I mean, I'm not someone who prays 5 times a day 24/7... I admit that I do miss my prayers... This hijab-covered me, I do have my flaws & everything... & to have Him answering to my "distress calls" is really a 1 true blessing that I can never erase from my memory & will be kept inside of me always...

Yes, I do miss my prayers but I always make an effort to pray as & when I have the chance to do so...

Speaking of which...

I know that there are people out there (sadly to say all these people are from the same race & religion as I am) who said this, "You think all hijab ladies are good? You think they pray 5 times a day? Some wear hijabs but they don't cover their dignity properly & might as well they go around naked without a hijab... They go around doing sins & don't even take their prayers seriously... bla bla bla..."

Well, I got something to say to you "people haters & critics"... This is just from MY OWN POINT OF VIEW & it's my blog, it's my thoughts, it's my say anyway...

The reason why I put on a hijab is becoz as a Muslim woman, we're command to do so & it takes years for me to decide on this... Putting on a hijab is not a matter of just wearing it "on & off", it's gonna be with me thru out my whole entire life... Read your Quran & your hadiths everything is clearly written... Well unless if you're someone whose illiterate or too ignorant to even bother reading la har...

Also about praying... I believe whatever deeds I do, it's between me & Allah... & Everything that I do, it's for the sake Allah as well... Like I said, yes, I do miss my prayers... But I always make an effort to pray whenever I had the chance... Compare it to NOT PRAYING at all... So you tell me, which is better?

Allah is The Most Forgiving & The Most Merciful & He's The All Knowing & to sum it all up for you people - Allah knows me better than you do... Eh HALO! I can't be going around telling everyone, "Eh! I've done my prayer already... Eh! I did my zikr also..."

Come on la people. Kindly open up your minds & eyes WIDE ENOUGH for you to see yourself & those related to you... You talk about hijab ladies & prayer to me? You talk about dignity, sins & flaunting ones body to me? So what about you or your sister or your mother or grandmother or your granddaughter or your daughter or your wife? Have you ever FOR ONCE look at them?

I pity you la har... Too busy criticising people around you... You have a pile of crap right in your own backyard & there's nothing that you can do about it? tsk tsk tsk...

Stop judging others... Look @ your own backyard... Indeed you have yourself to judge & also not forgetting your sister or your mother or your grandmother or your granddaughter or your daughter or your wife...

If hijab ladies are that bad & obnoxious like what you said & think, then what makes you?

Seriously, you're just waiting for "bad karma" to punch you right in your face...

The Day I Spent My Time With The Kids @ The Park...

Huwaaaargh!! Finally!! Uploaded the photos that I took when I brought the kids to the neighbourhood park with my Bloo & feed the fishes in the pond... Then, off to give them an ice-cream treat @ Compass Point, before bringing them over to a nearby playground... heh...

Obviously these photos were taken way back when the kids weren't hit with the HFMD yet... pfft...

Oh!! Just a little update... My Asil's infected with the HFMD virus today... I brought him to the same doctor to be examined & yup!! He's got the virus alright... But his ulcers were a bit more awful compared to Asyura's... He got like 5 ulcers on the tip of his tongue & a few more at the side of it plus, blisters had began to develop @ his upper lips as well...

He's feeling a bit feverish & his appetite's no good... Seriously keeping me worried...

I tell you, emotionally, I feel like crying... Coz, 1st it was Asyura & now, it's Asil... One after another... Gosh!!

It's really so true when they say that, once you're a mom, Allah will definitely give you the courage & strength to face the challenges ahead (be it physically or emotionally)... 1 of that challenges (for me) is this... I've my kids to take care of, my office work to be done & also, not forgetting the household chores... Really, nothing beats the challenges of being a mom... The sacrifices that a mom has to go thru... Juggling with work @ home & nursing the kids (with their temperamental tantrums) all @ the same time...

Definitely, I am thankful... Some way, some how, being a mom had taught me to be multi-task, to always think of the family no matter where I go or whatever I do especially when it comes to spending $$$ & also, to be more independent...

I'm just glad He gives me this opportunity of a lifetime... Alhamdulillah...

My thanks to hubby for being understanding... For helping me out with lunch & dinner, by giving us all "take-away treats" coz some how, he knows I'm feeling kinda exhausted with everything @ home... Love you Baba... And our kids... =)

SLIDE uploaded...

My Lil Asyura's 1st Hair Cut...

As Salam Peepz,

OK...

These photos were taken a month back... (Sesunggoh nyer aku tersangat la "lagging" untok meng-update gamba2 ni & yang sewaktu dengan nyer... lol...) There's more to be uploaded by the way... I mean MORE...

It was Asyura's 1st haircut in a hairsalon... Eversince she's a baby, her hair was usually cut by me... So this time round, I decided to just let the pros do the haircutting for her la har...

Situated at Compass Point in Sengkang, "Okinawa Haircut Styling Facial" charges their customers for a haircut @ only 10 bucks regardless of what kind of hairstyle you want them to have your hair cut for you... Not bad... Quite cheap la har, for a starter like Asyura...

I was very impressed by my girl's well-behaved manner... Well, she did freaked out at 1st, but slowly, she got the hang of it coz I was right by her side thru out the whole haircutting thingy...

The 3 Of Us...

Someway, somehow we are related - the 3 of us...

Cousins, sisters, in-laws, girl friends...

We are all of that...

Seldom seeing each other - busy with our own lives & responsibilities,

But everytime when we meet,

We'll always burst into jokes & laughter...

Each one of us - A grown up woman...

A woman with feelings & yearnings...

A woman with high hopes & dreams...

What stays in each of our hearts?

Our history...

The past, present & future...

Will we make it? Can we overcome it all?

Insya'allah...

We will...

Amin...

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To the 2 of you...
You know who you are...

Wherever you go & whatever you do,

Remember that there's always this, ME,

Who will always think of you & wishing you well...

May Allah take good care of you for me... =)

No matter how far or how long we have yet to see each other again...

Love you guys "deep deep"...

Lil Asyura's Hit With HFMD...

As Salam People,

Basically I'm babysitting the kids while working from home...

My girl's got the HFMD virus since Wednesday night... Teacher Zura called saying that she spotted 2 small ulcers in her mouth & suggested that I brought my girl to the clinic for a check-up... So I got the doctor in our neighbourhood clinic to examine her & for sure she has got the virus alright... And the ulcers had somehow spread to her tongue...

It's a possibility that my boy's gonna get the virus too since both are siblings... Well, it's just a matter of time la har... At the moment, he's grounded together with his sister. Both of them are refrain from going to school by the doctor's instruction... (sigh)

Glad I got a very understanding Lady Boss... The trust that she had in me for years of working with her... I'm just so so glad that she understands my situation...

And it's not surprised that during my absence, there's still this 1 particular sickening human who just loves to budge in my department's schedule... (Well, what to do... In life, there's always that 1 BITCH who just loves to test your limits in whatever you do & wherever you go & however quiet you may be as well... pfft... BITCH!!)

[What's up with you @#%^*?! You are in another department so why bother much about mine? Yes, we were once in the same department but HALO! MYOB can or not, you sickening ass biatch!! There's only 2 staffs in my department, & that's me & my partner in crime... We don't need you to so-called "help us out bla bla bla" during the weekend office duty... Once bitten, twice shy, if you get what I mean la har... We're never gonna swop duties with you since we know the type of sickening person you are... So buzz off!! Guess you got no guts to ask me & that's the reason why you decided to ask my partner in crime instead... Well, to hell with you... We don't buy your CRAP!! Coz everytime you "feel" like helping us out, there's always "YOUR REASON" behind it... So SCREW YOU!!]

I managed to take 2 photos of Asyura showing 1 of the ulcers on her tongue. The photos weren't that clear I might say... That's the best I could do coz I tried asking her to open her mouth wide enough for me to take a full picture with my digicam but she complained that it's too painful for her to do that... Pity her... She couldn't even eat french fries (her favourite food) coz the salt on the fries would hurt her when it comes in contact with her ulcers... (sigh)

Get well soon darling... Hope nothing's gonna happen to your big brother as well... So far so good for him... Alhamdulillah... =)

Right now blisters are beginning to appear on her fingers & foot as well... I'm so praying hard that it's gonna be OK soon... Hope she will be fine by next week... Insya'allah... Amin...

Photos uploaded above...

Hum Drum of The Day...

Bitch...

Backstabber, with a pinch of self-centredness, a little bit of ego,
and a lot of hypocrite tendances...
The ingredients for the perfect bitch...
Everyone in their life runs into that one bitch that you just cannot tolerate,
Neither can your stomach...

The Rich Bitch: Everything must be about her coz didn't you like get the memo? This is her universe, we just live in it.

The Ghetto Bitch: DRAMA! If there isn't any, she makes some.

The Slutty Bitch: Steals best friend's boy, then cheats on him with his best friend, and she can't figure out why her friends hate her.

The Bitch Who Doesn't Know She's a Bitch: The only reason she has friends is because her friends don't want to hurt her poor feelings.

The Bitch Who Knows She's a Bitch: Has tons of friends because everyone thinks she's a cool bad ass.

Then there's the PMS Bitch: Really sweet kind hearted girl but once you do something to piss her off, or annoy her, she's a bitch, and that bitch is me.


By Brandi Young

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Nice one...

So anyone feel like slaughtering any sickening "biatch-es"?

Back In The Ofis - Bored, Sick & Lazy...

How I wish the doctor would give me Medical Leave for like 5 days to a week... (sigh)

I can take fever, stomach cramps & even body aches... But to catch a flu virus plus a bad cough & a sore throat? Walao... This one I really cannot tahan... Nose blocked, throat hurts & my head feels like there's a tonne of weight resting on top of it...

Couldn't sleep well these past few days...

My partner in crime (who's also my colleague) is on MC today... I think I transferred some of my virus to her & maybe that's the reason why she's sick... lol... [Get well soon hor Ah Moi so that we can talk cock, sing song & do work together in the office...]

Had vegetarian lunch today... Just manage to eat a quarter of it & wasted the rest... No appetite la... Wonder what's my weight now... Still @ a stagnant 60kg? Or drop to at least half a kilo... I really wanna shed those pounds off of me...

Had loads of work to be done but I just don't have the mood... I'm still in SICK-MODE if you get what I mean... So reaction to work is a little bit SLO-MO... Can I like go home half a day? Coz I really really wanna go home & rest, rest, rest coz I'm still sick, sick, sick!!

Bro Yus & Sis Muz bought a little Spiderman Costume for my little Asil [Thanks for the "ole-ole" that you guys bought for all of us!! We love it!! Buat susah2 jer... Lain kali kalau gi Malaysia bawakkan tu Petronas Twin Tower balek skali k k k.. I miss KL, my cousins, aunt, niece & nephews who're living there la...] on their holiday trip to Malaysia... See!! He sure looks like a little Spiderboy... heh...


Just hope he doesn't end up doing like what the little boy in the photo below is doing... lol...


OK, lunch time's over... Back to work y'all...

Walao... 5 more hours till 6pm... Crap!! pfft...

Dearest Neighbour...

Eversince, I stayed 1 floor lower than you, I noticed how you have this bad habit of hanging all your washed clothes dripping wet right outside the kitchen window...

Did you try spinning the excess water off your wet clothes 1st, before hanging them out to let dry? Don't you have any washing machine or something at home? Coz seriously, all that water dripping from your wet clothes is pretty inconvenient for me to look at & tolerate... heh...

I mean, HALO... We're staying in HDB block apartments & if you keep on hanging your dripping wet laundry like that, then, what about the rest of your neighbours who lived right underneath you? All that water dripping would only make our clothes wetter... Don't you think?

I'm on Medical Leave for 2 days & spent 2 entire days @ home... I was @ the kitchen when, I saw that water dripping again...

The part where you hang all your wet bras outside the kitchen window & just let the water dripped from it really irritates me... I couldn't help it la har... I gotta take a picture of your bloody wet bras plus rug & upload it in my blog...


P/S: Nice bras you got there... But to have them all hung dripping wet like that? (sigh)... Speechless... I think you should get yourself a dryer... -.-"

Happy 12th Birthday To My Youngest Brother...

(from right) My late uncle, Wak Mi with me & my lil bro, Adam...

June 7th, 1998...

This was the date, that you were born...

I remembered how I was going all panicky crazy when mom's waterbag burst & everyone's home except dad... He, was "unreachable"...

I remembered how I called Pak Long & Mak Long (paternal side of the family who stayed in the same neighbourhood) in the wee hours of the morning for help, to send mom to the KK Women's & Children's Hospital...

And again, the same question asked by my Pak Long, "Where's your dad? Does he know that your mom is delivering your adek soon?"

I answered, "Nope Pak Long... He's unreachable... We tried calling him so many times but just couldn't get him..."

I remembered how I sat in between both of my Pak Long & Mak Long... How pissed my Pak Long was when he tried calling dad who, yet still, was unreachable... He was so so pissed... Mak Long on the other hand, was rubbing my back, telling me to be strong as I'm the eldest child in the family & I must have the courage & patience to go thru all of this...

"Always be strong in whatever situation that comes even if we feel like crying", she said... This, I will always remember...

I remembered, how Alep was sleeping on my lap snoring like crazy... lol... How he forgot to bring his "bantal busok" along with him... lol...

I remembered how I kept worrying about mom who was all alone in the delivery ward without dad by her side... I mean, HALO!! Every wife needs her husband in times like this but WHERE WAS DAD?

He came alright... But @ the very last moment... Macam star karat dengan muke tak bersalah... Whatever...

I could vividly remember how he walked & looked like as he entered the waiting room area, walking towards us... And how @ that very moment, I felt like punching his face...

Then you came into this world... So innocently adorable & cute... A baby who know nuts on what's happening around him...

A month later, mom had to work coz dad wasn't like any other "DAD"... So mom had to be our "DAD" while her role of being a "MOM" was given to me...

I took care of you & Alep... Gave treats to the both of you whenever I got my pay from working as a part-time cashier... Cooked for you 2, fed you 2, bathe you...

I never left you outta my side, be it group studies or even when I went out on dates with Abang Rizal & people would always mistook you for our son... lol... Hilarious much... heh...

I disciplined you, taught you what's wrong & what's right... I scolded & even smacked you... But @ the end of it, I would always give you a big hug & a kiss, & said I'm sorry & that there's a reason why I had to do that as my last resort...

The part when I saw both you & Alep cried on the night of my wedding solemnisation saddens me... Truly I was touched & sad & felt like crying...

I recalled all those moments when I took care of my siblings... Everything that I had to go thru being the eldest sibling in the family... Indeed, I held back my tears... Me, always trying to act "tough" not wanting to cry infront of others...

Sesunggoh nye, I truly missed my siblings & my pet cat Black... I hope Allah would help me send my message down to them & tell them how much I truly misses them & that I always think of them as much as I think of my own family...

To my dearest littlest youngest brother, Muhammad Sahadam Bin Abu Bakar:

Wishing You A Wonderful 12th Birthday... May Allah guide & shield you wherever you may be...

May you grow up to be someone who is useful to Allah, Islam, family & to the society... Insya'allah, amin...

I'm hoping that some day, some how, you'll be able to find & read this entry that I wrote especially for you coz you're 1 of those few that I misses most... A part of my flesh & blood... The one whom I took care of since you were a baby...

Love you Adek...

From Kakak... ='I

Respect...

Respect is what you earn not command
That is something some find hard to understand
You earn respect if respect you do show
From people in your life you've come to know

Of Respect or lack of we do read of and hear
Though this is a thing that cannot be born of fear
Of somebody who has power over you
In your feigned respect your feelings are not true.

Many may respect and admire the high achievers of the town
And applaud them on their journey to renown
But with the many some do disagree
Through different eyes we see things differently.

Respect is something you can only show
For one that you feel privileged for to know
And of any shackles true respect is free
That's how it is and that's how it will always be.

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It is time to change the way you talk to people
Because I personally think it is very rude
And nobody else will tolerate that
Besides me
You need to respect people
If you want to get respect from them
Because it works 2 ways
First you have to give some respect
In order for you to get some respect from them

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Tried my best to brush this "hatred" feeling inside of me aside, but it seems that every sickening reaction this human makes, pisses me off...

Well, maybe because I'm too quiet, don't talk much type of person... Too lenient la har... Maybe I'm not the "mulot LASER" type of person... Maybe that's the reason why I always have rude ass humans around who always love to test my patience... Also, a part of it is maybe, because I always put this habit of forgiving to whatever shit that comes by - every single day...

Seriously, YOU DON'T WANNA SEE THE UGLY SIDE OF ME... I will explode if provoke... Believe me I will... So try bottle up my patience up to the max & you'll see what you get...

All of the above, are my reflections of YOU...

Also, if YOU don't fancy US, so what makes YOU freakingly think that WE fancy YOU?

YOU, who pretends to like us...
YOU, who loves comparing your so-called perfect family life with others...
YOU, who loves to look down upon us like we're a bunch of so-called UNEDUCATED IDIOTS...
YOU, who loves to talk so braggartly...

Don't YOU dare for a freaking second think that WE ARE NOT AWARE OF EVERYTHING AROUND US...

After the "drama-mama-scenario" that took place a few years back, I tried so hard to like YOU back... Tried to forgive you & brush everything aside... But time & time again, your actions just pisses me off...

Seriously, the RESPECT that I had for YOU, just flew off the freaking window... Not a single R-E-S-P-E-C-T is left... Nope... Nada...

The Cutest Kitty I've Ever Seen In My New Neighbourhood...

I've always love furry animals & cats are 1 of my favourites...

I saw this little kitty near my block, on my way home, after fetching the kids from school... He's soooo cute, cuddly & furry & whatever cutie pie words you could think of... Reminds me of my pet cat, Black @ mom's crib back in Yishun...

Rindu sangat2 aku kat Black...

How I wish I could bring my Black here to Sengkang with me... (sigh)...

So untok melepaskan rindu, aku sempat ajak anak2 aku dok melepak & main2 dengan kuceng kecik yang cute tu...

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When Grams Was Recently Admitted In The Hospital...

As Salam Peepz,

Finally, I got the time to really sit & blog...

So recently, hubby & I went to visit Grams @ the hospital... Managed to take some pictures there...

Seeing Grams, it kept me thinking... Manusia ni... Semakin hari, semakin melanjot usia... We'll all grow old & slowly wither... Will the kids take good care of us when we reach to that stage? Will they be able to tolerate our "penyaket tua" & whatever that comes with it? Will we be able to go thru that stage of being old & sick?

Wallahualam... Allah knows...

Anyway, I'm glad we managed to see Grams & spent some time with her... She was pretty happy to see us...

I know I seldom visit her... But insya'allah, I'll definitely make it a point to always give her call once in a while to check on her...

Thank you Baba, for your company, for taking half a day off & for giving Nenek a Chicken Rice treat... I really appreciate it... Love you... =)

Yes, I Agree With You On This, xoxocells... =)

"Sometimes people should understand the difference between talking bad and stating facts. I really think that if there's a language problem, go brush up on it. Don't get yourself into soup with others because of your misinterpret certain words.

When we state facts, from time to time there are people who refuse to acknowledge that it's a fact instead, they wish to continue living in their world of denial and believe that it's just other bad mouthing the other party. Sigh. It's really such a pity. I was getting over it and moving on when the horrible words had to come back. I don't care what you think, there's always a freedom of speech vice versa."

xoxocells

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Taken from 1 of my new found friends's Live Journal post...

I love reading her LJ... She somehow reminds me of me... My teenage me... heh...

I'm glad I got my kids to enroll in their present Child Care Centre & I'm glad that my favourite cousin works there too... Coz from there, I met & make new friends... =)

I Really Hope I Could Read One's Heart...

People are unreasonable, illogical & self-centered. Love them anyway.

If you do good, people may accuse you of selfish motives. Do good anyway.

If you are successful, you may win false friends & true enemies. Succeed anyway.

The good you do today may be forgotten tomorrow. Do good anyway.

Honesty & transparency make you vulnerable. Be honest & transparent anyway.

What you spend years building may be destroyed overnight. Build anyway.

People who really want help may attack you if you help them. Help them anyway.

Give the world the best you have & you may get hurt. Give the world your best anyway.

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As Salam Peepz...

Not been blogging for days... Busy with office work... Crap... Pfft... Month end closing sucks big time... Top it up with new sickening "ngee yau" customers for our billing department.... wah seh... Also our internal server was down for 2 freaking days... Huwaaaargh!! Can die I tell you... Vomit blood...

My Baba was feeling kinda sad, pissed & disappointed this morning. He shared with me his story & it made me feel the same way too... A disappointment... Really... (sigh)

May The Almigty have mercy upon all of us & may He always guide us in doing the right thing for everyone (including ourselves)... Insya'allah, amin...

Hati manusia... Memang susah nak bace... Bole berubah bile2 mase... Sesunggohnye aku ingin mencube mendalami & mengkaji ilmu "bidang hati" seseorang manusia itu... Jadi lebih mudah bagiku untok mengetahui isi hati mereka yang sebenar-benar nye... It will definitely make my life easier... Amin...

I've many stuffs to update in my blog... Latest photos, blog entries etc... Just don't have the time to REALLY sit & blog... Soon I hope...

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Sometimes people put up walls, not to keep people away, but to see who cares enough, to tear those walls down...