tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-71581558691527590112024-03-14T12:37:27.441+08:00ASMYMINDRAMBLESme and ihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10406982265637979966noreply@blogger.comBlogger25125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158155869152759011.post-26120986538102143502011-01-30T14:03:00.002+08:002011-01-30T14:05:24.070+08:00<div style="text-align: justify;">Finally, I cut my hair short today. It cost me RM9. Hopefully the hair fall could be reduced. The herbs are on their way. This time around, B ordered 2 bottles. Just wait and see......<br /></div>me and ihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10406982265637979966noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158155869152759011.post-26381807534397768742011-01-25T18:52:00.002+08:002011-01-25T18:54:46.398+08:00<div style="text-align: justify;">Doogie Howser is a gay? I'm so dumbfounded. It's sad to know how people can simply mess up their life.<br /></div>me and ihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10406982265637979966noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158155869152759011.post-42990387151627002632011-01-25T18:47:00.001+08:002011-01-25T18:49:08.790+08:00<div style="text-align: justify;">The much awaited birthday trip wasn't as enjoyable as I thought. No size available, to comfortably fit my two desperate feet. Why is it so depressing to be a size 7?<br /></div>me and ihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10406982265637979966noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158155869152759011.post-5730320559000889102011-01-25T18:40:00.004+08:002011-01-25T18:49:31.677+08:00<div style="text-align: justify;">In order to be happy one needs to feel good about himself or herself. This kind of feeling is certainly not achieved every day for there is always obstacles that derail us from the right path. Hence, I can consider myself pretty lucky as starting from the past few weeks I have been feeling extra good about myself at work. The spark of enthusiasm is always there to conquer the audience, to fill the inquisitive eyes that look upon me with knowledge. My hope is that this spark of strong determination and spirit of imparting knowledge will always be there, not torn apart by the bureaucracy and dirty politicking that govern the working environment.<br /></div>me and ihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10406982265637979966noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158155869152759011.post-53621599586391151762011-01-25T16:37:00.000+08:002011-01-25T16:38:09.190+08:00Aduh...boleh bengong aku macam nime and ihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10406982265637979966noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158155869152759011.post-25025038676585221722011-01-23T07:30:00.002+08:002011-01-23T07:34:13.497+08:00This MesP thing is really killing me. I waited to enter the system last night and what did you know, it was jammed pack I guess as I kept getting the 'loading problem' messages. I decided to wait till the wee hours of the morning to do the task and guess what...I overslept..huh overslept to describe of what is actually a deprived sleep. Woke up just now at 7a.m and am on the task of keying the pin number for all but then the system is going nuts again, unable to save some of the data. I feel like kicking and punching WHO?me and ihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10406982265637979966noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158155869152759011.post-60924815704131572802011-01-22T22:11:00.004+08:002011-01-22T22:20:01.005+08:00<div style="text-align: justify;">Happy Birthday to me..Happy Birthday to me..Happy Birthday to asmymindrambles..Happy birthday to me...Finally I'm here, stopping for a while, gasping for air, admiring the great number of 3 and 9. Thank you God, for allowing me to be here, though temporary. I wish to make some changes starting from yesterday. I volunteered doing something that I never thought I dare to do before - teaching something that is not in my league. I painted the kitchen banana yellow. I am gonna to throw away mom's 12 year old plates and bowls, replacing them with the colourful funky ones - tomorrow's Jusco and Ikea shopping spree. It's time to throw out the old and bring in some new things in life.<br /></div>me and ihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10406982265637979966noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158155869152759011.post-18251137134291451312011-01-16T18:06:00.001+08:002011-01-16T18:07:44.394+08:00Been really busy..no time for a solitary writing. Back at work with loads and loads of registration task to dome and ihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10406982265637979966noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158155869152759011.post-83735234415884848292011-01-01T18:27:00.002+08:002011-01-01T18:29:48.264+08:00<div style="text-align: justify;">Gosh...puffiness and the dark circles..I hate them both. Whether in the morning, afternoon, evening, they are always there, glued onto my face as if that is their rightful place to be. Gonna try cucumber tonight and tea bags tomorrow morning. Hope everything will be clear within days..new year wish.<br /></div>me and ihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10406982265637979966noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158155869152759011.post-2657797004207321742011-01-01T18:08:00.002+08:002011-01-01T18:11:03.846+08:00<div style="text-align: justify;">Went back to T.I today. Again, shopping was the main agenda. Mom bought a new RM1,400 bracelet, which is obviously sparkling beautiful. I eyed for a white gold chain but hah, too expensive - RM2000 something. Some things are just not worth it though how beautiful it might seem.<br /></div>me and ihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10406982265637979966noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158155869152759011.post-73314874095422825612011-01-01T18:07:00.001+08:002011-01-01T18:12:54.131+08:00<div style="text-align: justify;">1.1.11...nice. I sure bet there are many weddings held today. One is even in my neighbourhood which I have completely forgotten up till now. Well, may all the couples find their happiness today.<br /></div>me and ihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10406982265637979966noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158155869152759011.post-56068580617414722732010-12-31T13:16:00.002+08:002010-12-31T13:21:05.077+08:00<div style="text-align: justify;">Sleeping my way through the Friday afternoon. Hah!!! Blame it on Bones and Criminal Minds. Feeling a bit worried now since the school term is about to start next week. Can I survive the long academic days if I continue to pursue both like this...apart from making my slanted eyes even smaller than they should have and prominently parading these two ugly black rings around my eyes ?<br /></div>me and ihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10406982265637979966noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158155869152759011.post-67358018680876603422010-12-30T19:08:00.002+08:002010-12-30T19:09:17.201+08:00Curious..am I the only one here? Spooky, I am talking, reading, corresponding to myself only.me and ihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10406982265637979966noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158155869152759011.post-41241643338715849462010-12-30T19:05:00.001+08:002010-12-30T19:07:25.550+08:00<div style="text-align: justify;">Compulsive shopper I am. Went to Guardian today with dearest P after the meeting and my hands were very itchy at grabbing things here and there.<br /></div>me and ihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10406982265637979966noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158155869152759011.post-33231595068530756252010-12-29T14:49:00.003+08:002010-12-29T14:57:26.178+08:00<div style="text-align: justify;">Why do we write in blogs? Why do some people write and posted it on their Facebook's wall? What is it really with writing that we so badly want other people to read our thoughts? I WAS that kind of writer too, writing as to let my friends and relatives read my not-so-excellent-sentence-structures. It was fun at first but as the time flies, I discovered that I was beginning to write for them, not for myself. I didn't write on things that was really bothering me because I was afraid of what they might think. I started to pay attention to the tiny bits of grammar, sentence structures, vocabulary and all those things associated with the language in its technical element. I sensed that writing as a daunting task, as if I will be assessed and scrutinised negatively if I don't produce such A++ postings. It's a sickness, a disease I think..vying for attention, trying to be someone that I am not.<br /></div>me and ihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10406982265637979966noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158155869152759011.post-25452977779246076432010-12-29T14:46:00.002+08:002010-12-29T14:49:00.013+08:00<div style="text-align: justify;">Absolutely bored to death today. Cooked spaghetti for lunch thinking it would be just enough to cater for tonight's dinner too. What a big mistake!! Yesterday I went to Parkson Rawang. Well, well, well..I discovered toms girl t-shirts - nice, fancy and cute. Bought one only with 50% sales. Should have bought at least another 2 huhuhu but as the old saying goes, beggars can't be choosers...so just except what is given.<br /></div>me and ihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10406982265637979966noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158155869152759011.post-29527223886477569762010-12-27T18:04:00.003+08:002010-12-27T18:09:57.789+08:00<div style="text-align: justify;">The living room, the kitchen and mom's room is under renovation - mending and patching here and there actually. I just hate the debris and the particles flying all over the place. The cement on the wall leaves a grayish ugly trail for me to stare at every night as I watched the television. Huh, just hope everything can be back to normal in no time. Meanwhile, feeling a bit bored too. There's nothing extra special to do this week , this boredom kills. Perhaps window shopping..tomorrow? the next day? every day?<br /></div>me and ihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10406982265637979966noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158155869152759011.post-49805559041911479092010-12-27T17:59:00.003+08:002010-12-27T18:04:47.454+08:00<div style="text-align: justify;">Okey. Finally I bought the Elba convection oven. I had practically procrastinating in buying one but the urge to bake is so strong that I was willing to go in and out of 5 electrical outlets in Ipoh just to find one. Yesterday I roasted the chicken and today I baked the bread pudding. Tomorrow? Only time can tell as my 2 extra kilo is still there, tucked under the shirt for me to image.</div>me and ihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10406982265637979966noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158155869152759011.post-21949272078301665272010-12-24T20:13:00.003+08:002010-12-24T20:17:41.382+08:00<div style="text-align: justify;">It's really baffling..we have friends and families surrounding us but sometimes no matter how many people are there beside us, we just can't say what we need to say. Why may I ask? I do that often you know, keeping what is my mind and heart permanently as internal affairs. Perhaps maybe I worry too much of what people might think of me once I let my words run wild or maybe most of the time I feel too inferior with the status of the other people . Thinking that they all are better than me. Well, the truth is - they are.<br /></div>me and ihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10406982265637979966noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158155869152759011.post-41604091866691655872010-12-24T20:10:00.003+08:002010-12-24T20:12:31.235+08:00<div style="text-align: justify;">Black and red. somehow I feel like a communist column. Hahaha....My favourite red lady bird is missing. Wonder what has gone wrong...another 2/3 hours before deriving to the conclusion I guess.<br /></div>me and ihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10406982265637979966noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158155869152759011.post-85731209551909022372010-12-24T19:35:00.003+08:002010-12-24T19:41:51.029+08:00<div style="text-align: justify;">Ok..ok...old habit dies hard. It's difficult to satisfy myself with the templates. Need to find something that is sweet yet, not too teenager-like concept. Yeah, I'm certainly beyond that age phased but my interest on young, colourful, vibrant themes i still there, stored lively in my heart.<br /></div>me and ihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10406982265637979966noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158155869152759011.post-91721255218498123592010-12-24T18:43:00.005+08:002010-12-24T19:40:00.356+08:00<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">A very painful reality hits me bottom rock today - I'm going bald. Yup..face it, the vigorous-than-ever hair fall incidents that I have been experiencing for these past week has taken its toll on the number of strand left, attached solidly on my scalp.</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"> I am looking for the solution high and low now.</span><br /></div>me and ihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10406982265637979966noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158155869152759011.post-37061879330992450092010-12-23T21:17:00.004+08:002010-12-24T18:54:23.858+08:00<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Seumpama rama-rama</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">terbang bebas di udara</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">tanpa ada halangan</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">aman damai suka-suka</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">riang ria tanpa ada</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">rasa duka sengketa</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">rama-rama</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Ekspresi dirimu menawan hatiku</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">ingin aku terbang bersamamu</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">melihat kerenah melihat telatah</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">manusia yang sering telagah</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Ekspidisi ini bagai tiada henti</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">kan menjadi antologi diri</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">terhentilah mimpi terhapuslah sepi</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">sanubari yang lebih berani</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Terminal yang pasti satu fitrah hati</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">kerana yang sejati tiada kekal lagi</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">terbanglah ke sini mencari abadi</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">terbanglah ke mari mencari hakiki</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Seumpama rama-rama</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">melewati panorama</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">yang penuh warna warni</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">taman bunga taman damai</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">dengan aksi lincah</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">berputik hidup yang harmoni</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">rama-rama.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">This song seems to be ringing in my head for weeks. Do I really want to be a butterfly?</span>me and ihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10406982265637979966noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158155869152759011.post-59712970762729080902010-12-23T21:09:00.004+08:002010-12-24T18:54:45.683+08:00<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Sometimes it is difficult to understand what's going on in my mind. As if it operates on its own without listening to what my heart wants to say. Right now it's plotting a storyline....a love story without an ending.</span><br /></div>me and ihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10406982265637979966noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7158155869152759011.post-2430548803103148592010-12-23T20:53:00.008+08:002010-12-24T18:55:02.464+08:00<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">I could just laugh at myself. Hangat-hangat tahi ayam as an old Malay adage would say. This is the 4th blog, actually the 2nd (2008) turned 4th. As crazy as it may sound, I'm actually good at running away every time I start to loose focus. The previous postings are still safe though, tucked away in a corner of this intricate virtual world. Perhaps I will laugh reading through it 3/4 years from now. So, here to new beginning, AGAIN..;p</span><br /></div>me and ihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10406982265637979966noreply@blogger.com0