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Friday, July 31, 2009 { 3:54 PM }

Warning utk semua jantan-jantan,

JADI LELAKI, oppps sorry, JADI JANTAN JANGAN KELEPEH!!!

Thursday, July 30, 2009 { 4:34 AM }

Sumpah aku pissed off!

Sumpah!

And aku malas nak amik tahu... susahkan diri sendiri buat apa?

Aku yang pening and aku yang stresskan diri sendiri.

Padahal, padahal...

Aku sumpah malas dot com.

And don't think kita hadap dengan barang-barang tu.

Sungguh wtf lah siak!

Aku betol-betol pissed off. It's like making us seem like we're the wolves in your relationship. We are the ones who are forcing you to break up. Have we force you? We ask you repeatedly, but then we realise that we can't force you. Your life is in your hands. We're not trying to say what we are asking you to do is right. But look at your relationship, if it is like what you said then of course as friends, we are angry. Tell me which friend will not be angry...

And I have my own internet connection. My friend, Bella has her own mobile phone which is still an up-to-date phone. So for once, don't even think that we want your stuff!

Argh, aku sungguh mengamok. If you wanna twist your own sad story, please don't do it to me.

And now, as a friend I feel that I have been manipulated. I never look at friends as obstacles. Friends are there to share your sorrows and happiness. I never judge my friends, I never pick and choose my friends. I'm happy as long as my friends can accept me for who I am. And I'm happy as long as they're happy. Kalau dorang sedih, mestilah aku pun sedih. Kalau dorang marah, mesti lah aku pun marah. Takkan aku ni batu, orang confide dengan aku, I can still be cold like a stone. Of course aku marah with all the sob stories you've been telling me. Aku marah because I know you deserve better.

But when this kinda things happen and somehow both me and Bella really felt manipulated, all I can say is... you are made for each other.

Now I know why your friend are no longer bothered about you. You bring it upon yourself. Sorry, but seriously look at the situation with an open eye. Don't just think about yourself.

Akhir kata, Gomenasai, Sayonara!

*Gomenasai - sorry
*Sayonara - goodbye

Wednesday, July 29, 2009 { 12:07 PM }

2nd entry of the day. Sorry, suddenly feel like got so many things to say.

First and foremost, I'd like to say what Malaysian newspaper, KOSMO!, wrote about Allahyarham Yasmin Ahmad is downright unethical. She's gone, just let her soul rest. What happened before or what she was before shouldn't be brought up. Come on, Malaysia ain't Hollywood whereby tons of paparazzi lies waiting for a bad trip done by a celebrity. Malaysia is an Islamic country whereby, most of the citizens are Malays. Even the non-malays understand the malay language. Even more understands the Islamic foundations.

And when I saw what I saw on FB, I feel it's downright shameful. Yes, even though you're a cheap newspaper(just RM1 for one newspaper) but please, don't be cheap on the articles. Don't go slandering people.

The journalist who wrote the article really should think twice, no make that a gazillion times before proceeding with it. You're just hurting more people who loves her. And the editor who approved of it, please stop trying to make your newspaper more sellable. It won't work in Malaysia.

I've never liked judging people. No, I feel it's not in our place to judge them. Leave all the judging to the Almighty. Let Allah deal with the person's doings when he/she meets Him.

On another note, there is this particular blog and group in FB which I can't say I condone but it's like you know, bleargh. Gasak dorang lah. Like I always say, gasak orang lain nak jadi apa. Kubur sendiri-sendiri. What we can do is give advice. Yes, give advice w/o letting others know about it. Jangan gembar-gemburkan yang 'hey, she used to be a slut till i talked her out of it.' But then again, to each his own.

We're not perfect. I'm not perfect. I realise that, therefore I've never judge the people in my surroundings. Any bad comments, keep it to myself. Any good comments that is worthy to be heard, let others hear.

Sudah-sudah lah mengaibkan orang, you're nowhere near perfect pon. You kept saying about dosa orang, what about your own?

Happy wednesday mon belles!!

I'm so having the mid week blues. Just wanna laze in bed doing nothing. Yes, yes Kat FEMALAS! LOL.

Ciao mon belles, time to continue snoozing.

{ 2:35 AM }

Hehehe...

I have actually wanted to post up entries with pictures.. tapi nanti-nantilah ye.

I have yet to receive the pics from Irna and Leedya. Hehehehe... Takpe, once my 400d is out from the doctor I'll regularly have pics loaded here.

Monday's class was okay. I was trembling and deep shit scared!! LOL.

I think I started off crapppppyyyyy... but at the end of the day, I'm okay with the outcome. Okay means not satisfied and will try again next week. So sapa nak jadi model saya next week? Leedya? Hehehehehe...

Gonna go off to bed. Been feeling lethargic.

Ciao, mon belles!!

Monday, July 27, 2009 { 1:31 PM }

While on break yesterday, I heard the song Terlalu Istimewa by Adibah Noor and my mind went straight to the late Yasmin Ahmad. I almost cried if not for the fact that I'm at a wedding.

She's indeed a very special figure. Someone like MJ, who can unify different races from different walks of life.

The talented people are more loved by Allah than us. Their short and temporary presence in our life, directly or indirectly, always leave a mark etched deep in our hearts.

Well, I'm off to class!

Wish me luck ay, mon belles!

Ciao!!

Sunday, July 26, 2009 { 2:26 AM }

I had the song on repeat play. I've been listening to the song over and over again these past few days.

And little did I know, that it would significantly be tied to the passing of one of my favorite director.

I love all her works, I have been looking forward for her latest projects.

Yasmin Ahmad, you will always be in our hearts. Please recite Al Fatiha for her. May her soul be blessed and may she be placed alongside the people of faith. Amin.






Sayu terpisah
hikayat indah kini hanya tinggal sejarah
berhembus angin rindu
begitu nyamannya terhidu wangian kasihmu
hujan lebat mencurah kini
bagaikan tiada henti
kaulah laguku kau irama terindah
tak lagi kudengari
kau pergi.. pergi..
sepi tanpa kata
terdiam dan kaku tak daya kau kulupa
apa pun kata mereka
biarkan kenangan berbunga di ranting usia...

:'(

Friday, July 24, 2009 { 1:38 PM }

I'm gonna be bit busy this weekend. Weddings!!

And later today I have class to go to, alone! =(

Nvm Kat, you can do it! Must have determination!!

Jia you Kat!!

You can do it!!

Ekekekekke...

Ciao mon belles!

Wednesday, July 22, 2009 { 12:00 AM }


Kurma or dates are very nutritious and it has been proved that they are part of a healthy diet.
Our Prophet, Nabi Muhammad(S.A.W) is reported to have said, "If anyone of you is fasting, let him break his fast with dates. In case he does not have them, then with water. Verily water is a purifier."
The Prophet used to break his fast with dates. If he couldn't find any, he'd substitute them with dried grapes. If they were too unavailable, he'd have a few sips of water.
Dates can be used to cure sore throats, cold, broncial catarrh, to relieve fever and it can also counteract alcohol intoxication.
So, hurry up and buy one now!

Monday, July 20, 2009 { 11:42 AM }

I'll update with pics soon k.

Right now, I effing sick. Dah batok, selsema plak. Tak suka lah aku..!

Dah tu, I'm hoping to get well today tapi nari macam makin parah je. Cb!!!!!

OK, update soon!

Now gotta eat lunch, wash the clothes and then off to class!

Sunday, July 19, 2009 { 7:03 AM }

The last few days has been rather hectic..

I was sick to the max, in fact I'm still sick now as I'm typing this entry.

The nose is runny, the cough is getting worse, the sore throat's almost gone, the fever's gone already.

Then, since hubster had to cover for my video job in Ubi, I so-called 'covered' his job in Hougang. He was understanding enough to do that. So I took on the role of 'director of poses' to help one of our photographer. Kesian Fas, to take pics memang lah dia tahu tapi first time jadi main photographer, member badi-badi takut gambar tak cukup. LOL.

So despite being sick, I still attended the engagement and directed a pose or two. The only downslide was that the event was supposedly to start at 3pm but entah macam mana, kita terdatang awal. Fas was more pitiful, he came at 11.30 am!! I reached the location at only 1.20 pm! Tu pun I thought I was late. Hahaha.

I was so scared that the majlis cock-up that I gave Mamat my phone and asked him to go find the house to pass Fas the flash. Lepas tu, begok nye Kat tak ingat unit number, cuma tahu tingkat 8. DUH! And I got freaking lost!! How does one get lost in a blk? Who gets lost in a HDB blk? KAT! lol.

So I went to the nearest public phone, tried dialling hubster number tapi didn't exactly remember his number. Selalu leh ingat, tapi semalam boleh jadi bodoh tak ingat. LOL! Instead of dialling 2563, I dialled 2513/2153. LOL! Dah tu, out of frustrations, tears rolled down. Imagine lah, sakit-sakit pastu turun naik block yang lift cuma ada on level 1,6 and 11, which means I had to turun naik tangga. Dah lah kelaparan, dengan kepala berat, dengan idong yang berlari, dengan batok yang sangat kronik...dalam semua tu, out of confusion I guess I totally forgot hubster's number. LOL.

So in the end I decided to wait in front of the lifts, praying that Mamat would be smart enough to turun bawah and look for me. Sekali tengah tunggu dorang, sedih seii. It was more because of the frustrations, marah diri sendiri for not being alert/smart enough. hehe.

Bla, bla, bla... wrapped up the whole thing at around 11 plus pm. Haha...coba kamu fikir 3-11 plus pm. Kesian kami-kami, i.e , Fas & me yang sakit.

And today, despite being sick... with idong berlari and batok, I made a promise with hubster and the boys that I'd follow them out today. For a picnic. Yeah! Picnic dok!! Da bape lama tak gi picnic? Ekekekeke.

I guess that actually explains why I am up so early. Later going Shing Siong then off for a day of picnic.

Spend your weekend wisely guys!

Ciao, mon belles!

Thursday, July 16, 2009 { 5:37 PM }

I've been receiving emails and sms-es regarding this old woman who carries a miss cantik and sells keropok around Singapore. It freaked me out, seriously I tell you.

Then I had a convo with hubster.

H:So what happen to the people who bought her keropok?

M:They end up with really bad keropok lah.

H:(laughs) Just that? (and he proceeded to laugh out loud)

M:Yeah, I guess so. (laughing also)

H: Wah good ah the nenek, got new marketing strategy. Next time someone asks her, how did she manage to sell so many keropoks, she will answer oh I have my marketing plan, i.e use miss cantik.

Hahaha. I cannot help but laugh.

Sick, coughing and my throat is so scratchy!!

Ciao, mon belles!

Take care and don't fall sick!

Wednesday, July 15, 2009 { 7:27 PM }

I finally changed my blogskin after searching for one for so long.

I also changed the song on my blog. Still am addicted to Zee Avi.

Yesterday class was superduper funfun. And I became the 'clown'. Haha. Terasa weird ekh balik naik train from East side to North in thick make up.

I got my stuff already, waiting for the palletes and M.A.C stuff to arrive. Woohoo!

And I've gone totally bonkers! Totally make up crazy, thanks to Irna and Nirah. Hahaha!

I am so looking forward to next week's class.

I'm feeling sick. Ni semua gara-gara Mamat lah ni. He has fever then lie down beside me. Now I feel like I'm getting sick. Haish!!

I need my strepsils and barley drink!!

Sick,sick, sick!!

Ciao, mon belles!

Monday, July 13, 2009 { 1:26 PM }

"Nonoi, that time your picture when you were small came out on tv and suratkhabar right?"

Baffled.

"Ah yeah."(kes malas nak layan jadi jawab sembarang je.)

"Why ah?"

Speechless. Budak-budak ni pikir satu Singapore ni ada satu Nonoi aje ke?

Malas nak layan.

The hubster and Mamat had a laughing fit when I told them. If that was me, it would simply mean that (i) I grow up too fast or (ii) I'm a ghost.

Either way, scary shit.

Ciao, mon belles!

Wednesday, July 8, 2009 { 4:59 PM }


"Before you judge me, try hard to love me..."




One of the lines from my favorite song from MJ.




Watching the tribute early this morning, I cried. Yes, buckets. I never told anyone this but he was a HUGE part of my childhood. In fact, he is still a BIG part of my life. Because he seems selfless, despite whatever people continue to assume.




I cried each time I see news of him, I cried each time I see his clips, I cried each time listening to his songs, yes, I'm crying, even now.




Him passing on, is like getting to know that Peter Pan is dead. The boy who never grew up is dead. I bet the whole of Neverland would be in grieve, including Captain Hook and the mean crocodile with the ticking clock in him.




Despite him being ridiculed by the world, by people who never seem to understand him, he put on a smile. He continued smiling and laughing and getting on with life. But for how long can he put up with all the bad vibes? How long can one man stand all the negativity, not from one person but from millions? We celebrated his songs and yet condone what he done without knowing him what his life is like.




We judge him too soon, despite knowing that only God can judge us.




While watching the tribute, I cried when Brooke Shields gave a speech, I cried even more when Jermaine Jackson sang Michael's favorite song, Smile.




And when Usher choked while singing, Gone Too Soon, I cried too.




Maybe those who aren't a big fan of his will never understand why I cried.




It's like losing a hero. Someone whom you've always look up to because somehow he made the world simpler. United all religions and races. Be it black, be it white.




He had numerous hits, he had numerous fans and many impersonators. But people could only imitate him, they can never be him. He is undoubtedly, the King Of Pop. The Numero Uno entertainer. His songs will live in his family and his fans.




I will continue to cry, in my heart, each time I listen to his songs.




Michael, you will be greatly missed.

Tuesday, July 7, 2009 { 9:06 AM }

Saya suka tau.

Kenapa saya suka?

Ada lah...

Monday, July 6, 2009 { 3:37 AM }

My initial plan was to sleep. But I can't sleep. Gaah!!

I fell down just now. Macam nangka busuk. And now my elbow hurts. =(

Am looking forward for later. I mean the later part of the day event. Not the early morning babysitting that I have to do.

Yeah, today is a school holiday cos Youth Day was yesterday. So for all the youths, HAPPY YOUTH DAY!!

And...

I think I'm becoming more make up crazy. ehehe!!

Ciao, mon belles..!!

I wanna get some shut eye...hopefully.

Saturday, July 4, 2009 { 2:57 AM }


I am very sexcited.


Yes, sexcited.


HEHEEHHHEHEHE..

=)

Wednesday, July 1, 2009 { 7:13 AM }

Rain patters on the window

I've been feeling so low

Sometimes it's so hard to not cry

When deep inside you felt something die

Uncommon facets of life

Cuts you deep like a knife

Sometimes it's best that you've learned to smile

Though your happiness has run away for miles.

In your heart, you wanna do what's right

But sometimes it's so hard to see the light.

You've been doing something wrong

But how do you stop doing it after so long?

How happy you are to see little children

Who have a keen sense of innocence

Sometimes you wish you are just like them

Never wanting to grow up, not wanting to be condemn

It was then that you realise

That there's no stopping of lies.

Lies are what kept your whole life going

It's the ones that has kept you forwarding

It's sometimes is more better to say

Relax, I am okay.

But each time you go to bed each night

You can't stop but to do it with fright.

Fearing what tomorrow brings

You try to brush it aside, the matter lingering

Because deep in your heart you know

Problems aren't solving themselves tomorrow.

Dealing with it is like facing the demons,

Something you wanna do but not at the moment.

Running away from it may seem best

But instead it is making quite a mess.

You try to tell yourself this and that

But it sometimes just gets you boiling mad

So for now put it on halt

Keep it safe in a foolproof vault.

- Kat, Uncontemplated Thoughts