kugiransays

1. not go crazy on the shopping part (she still owe Tini for the Lord of the Rings marathon show ticket)

2. take lots of photos and record a small clipping of all of you having a fun little gathering at Liza's place with her new Nikon camera so that the rest of us will go green in envy when she comes back and show them (maybe the four of you can take a photo and send it to Utusan again just for the heck of it)

3. try send us SMS with the DiGi prepaid card I gave her to see if the international roaming really works

Have fun!!

p/s: Last night Jenny B left in such a hurry she almost forgot to bring Liza's kueh! Dah la Tini susah payah kumpulkan order Liza tu! Nasib baik my housemate Lela and I saw it just in time to catch her kalau tak kempunan lah korang...

p/s 2: Will start going to the opis library and check out Utusan Malaysia daily now.. heeheehee...

sounds like all of you had lot of funs last week....
as usual, still nothing to share except i want to tell you guys that we; myself, liza, nadia and shawal(liza's housemate), and izwan(ism junior that i've never known, and he never ever knew me too) send and aidilfitri greeting through utusan malaysia. same as what'd been done by bono.

don't have a clue of when the picture and greeting will be published, but you guys can view it at www.utusan.com.my - salam ramadhan.

and i did send a photo of my alone with some 'ucapan'. i still remember that we have talked about putting you people's names. i did that, in a full name including 'bin' and 'binti'. no appropriate notions just a usual hari raya greeting as others. but, after this you guys will be well known in malaysia.

we gonna celebrate hari raya in manchester this year. since jenifer is coming to uk, we hope to see her in manchester this hari raya. she promised liza that she will come and stay in liza's place for couple of days. and she did planned to go all out for shopping. and liza got a very confuse mind of where she could take jen for shoppingsince they also do not know anywhere special.

I had to rush from Bangsar to get to KLCC last Wednesday for that buka puasa gathering Leman was blogging about. Imagine going KL at 6PM during the holy month of Ramadhan.

The jam, the long queue at the turns, the annoying drivers who cut the queue in order to turn earlier than you, the alarmed honking from drivers a few cars behind when you had to use the emergency break to let the queue cutter cut - KL is still Kay-Hell no matter what month it is.

It's a good thing I take the LRT. By 6PM or so the crowd isn't so bad. Yeah they jostle to get in and huddle right in front of the door as if people from the next platform don't ever want to jump in. But a few minutes of jostling and slipping in is alright and I was kinda excited to see the old faces all of them together again.

It's been a long time since we had a big gathering. Not since some of us left the country and left the rest of us in cliques.

The table was set apart from the rest of the patrons in Madam Kwan. I don't know if we were lucky or deprived to get that spot. More deprived cause I could not check out the good looking yuppies break-fasting with their other yuppie friends. Had the whole gang been there, we would have been lucky to get that spot - after all, I do have high tendencies to spit out my drink during the punchline of a joke.

When Sue, Tini and I got there, Brader, Betik, Roi, Fiza, Hasrul and Skin was already there. They even got their food served already (that'll teach me to get off work earlier next time). Anim came a bit later, as usual but Jennifer topped her time. Biq didn't show up - later she told us that she was stuck in a jam and hope that everyone will just take it as if she's also in UK like Liza, Grik and Faizal.

Fiza brought her collection of photos taken during her recent engagement and that triggered some interesting talks about weddings and the rest of its paraphernalia.

As Brader was there to give out his wedding invitation cards, he was soon consulted about printing quotations and packages for the dais. Fiza was naturally interested and Skin did a little query herself but when Anim too began asking questions I sniffed a scandal underneath.

Later Sue, Tini, Jen and I contemplated whether Anim is hitched or still single. We suspect she's got someone already cause when Sue and Skin grilled her she kept saying "Mana adaa... Anim tanya je.." FYI Anim's 'mana ada' usually means 'ada'.

Getting hitched seems to be the theme of the night. I didn't mind arguing about the values of platinum vs white gold (for wedding bands) but it scared me right off when some gals exchange hantaran techniques. Brader too was in the mood and he didn't even mind letting the cat out of the bag about the songkets and colours he'd be wearing on his big day light purple and green seems to be their choice, if I remember correctly. Actually I don't want to remember correctly so I could be wrong.

Rumours has it that another PM28er is getting married this Dec. Yeah, it's that guy who likes to sing nasyid songs. Then spread the news about who's pregnant how many months. Wargh!

Finally someone decided we should get the bill and buzz off - hey it was already 9PM plus and as Betik was saying, some people had been lining out there since before buka. Escape! Escape!

Twas a scary outing, really - can't believe the same people who used to lug diskettes and file folders and copy homework with me are now getting-married-soon grown-ups with credit cards and a schedule too busy to fit a session for kutuking Siti Sarah and annoying the waiters at Gloria Jeans. Brr...

The most important question is, kenapa iklan Raya tak tayang lagi ni? Raya is about a dozen days away, and no TNB, Petronas, Celcom, MAS and EON ads yet. Not from Telekom, Perodua, Dunhill, or TIME either. How depressing!

It's more depressing than not knowing who's the next Deputy Primne Minister. Though I have heard rumours of Ku Li getting that seat. Someone even wrote letters to NST listing the deeds of Rafidah and reasons why she should get the post. Yet no hints about the Raya ads.

Then there's that stupid lawyer-turned-techie guy sitting right in front of me, doing all the things that simply annoy the heck out of me, as if asking, pleading, begging to be the next human sacrifice for the next cult meeting. Still no Raya ads.

Then there's this blog's latest two posts before mine. One without ending - this could be an old trick, usually done by writers whose string of ideas disappeared towards the end. The one before that asked what foulties did I used in my previous post - well, none actually, but I might use some when I slaughter the same lawyer-turned-techie who won't shut up (In fact, I can picture him still babbling about some IT product as I drive a stake through his evil heart). And nope, no Raya ads yet.

What's so important about Raya ads?

Just like a Raya song, it brings you into the mood. Only better, cause the rest of your family - uncles, aunties, cousins, second cousins and such - will be quoting the tag lines from those ads, and the more creative ones will even have an extended versions to share as well.

Sometimes a Raya ad can be really simple, real, typical; yet poignant-maximus, you'd wish you were the one who had came up with the idea in the first place. During gatherings someone will ask "Remember that Petronas Raya ad?" And the rest of your family and friends will reply "Which one?" And yes, everyone remembers each Petronas ads from the previous years but each one will have their favourite.

This time around the Raya ads better beat that cool Deepavali they showed recently. Albeit only for a few days, it was among the best I've seen for Deepavali.

Remember that TNB ad where a boy was watching out from his house's window and suddenly a guy who looked very much like P.Ramlee in that film Ibu, appeared on the street, switching lights on and off as he danced on the street? This new one is better.

(For Neo's sake: The ad has a couple of Indian "hommies" dressed ala ghetto in the midst of mengorating a pair of Indian beauties by introducing themselves as Sam and [insert another English name here], all the while talking ala Nelly/Jay Z/P Diddy/the likes. Then Sam had to go say hi to a neighbourly sweet sari auntie who has a bag of maruku or jalabi for his mom, and the auntie also made him coughed out his name, MuthuSAMy Karupillay. The whole ad was in Tamil, but we were given subtitles.)

So Raya ads must be just as entertaining, if not better. It is the biggest event in the country. And unlike certain shopping malls which prefer to decorate their premises as if we're having a white X'mas this year, Raya ads should be aired soon, as now is the best time for it.

Maybe the ad clients are trying to cut down cost by showing it for only a few days before and after Raya! What a tragedy!

This should not happen! But there's always a possibility!

Will we see Raya ads soon, or will we suffer without it till the last minute?

dear my belovers,
sorry for being quiet for a while. just i was get over my head for the last two weeks. stuggled againts psycho path. lots of psycho 'thangs' to handle, and i've just being psychoed. i used to made another 'self-conversation'. i watched a psycho movie, and i did psycho myself back.

the conversation tends to happen spontaneously. i just stood upon computer monitor and suddenly an image of myself appeared in a presentative manner. seem like there was another me inside the monitor staring back...and he said hello.

i replied and we started to talk about how fascinating the anime world....damn!! we had lots of common. as the time goes by....the 'another' me just came out of the monitor and sat next to me....i was shocked.

how a virtual thing can came over to the reality world. i began to get scared. he started to play around my Kerrang magazines. flipping, throwing, squashing.....hey that is my preciuos. how dare he made that.

without any sense of compromise, i gave him a big body bashing. he flew over the window and landed on a car. like a matrix scene, he get back on his feet and flew back to my roon on the second floor....i said the 'f' word....really canot accepted the situation.

we had a very big rumble. chairs crushing, body slamming.....oohhh it was really a huge damage. unfortunately...there were no body else at home during the time. no one i can ask for help.

it happenned to fast. in a second, i found my self lying on my back with a wound on my chin. oo..it was hurt. it was damn hurt....

what is the end? were me and 'another' me damagely squashed? or it was just another brick on the wall? who knows?....let's the virtual reality assessment tell it.

Gara-gara kita berbincang tentang resipi di e-mail, aku terkedapatan idea untuk tulis artikel fiksyen di bawah. Mungkin juga sebab aku baru belek-belek buku "The Silence of the Lamb". Mungkin jugak sebab ada seorang mamat di pejabat ku ini yang memang menyakitkan hati.

Basically this is another piece of crap - I know I promised not to write crap in this blog again the last time I did it, but I am only human...

Tajuk: Ada apa dengan resipi masakan?

BULAN puasa ni memang banyak dugaan. Untuk aku, agaknya dah suratan takdir aku ni manusia yang cepat marah. Ada peluang untuk marah, aku rasa nak marah. Setakat ni aku masih sabar lagi, belum melenting lagi, walaupun dah banyak peluang untuk aku mengamuk.

Namun, bila dah banyak kali rasa nak marah lepas tu ditahan-tahan jugak, aku terasa nak makan orang. Tapi itulah, kalau puasa, tak boleh marah-marah, kena tahan makan minum. Jadi tak boleh marah, tak boleh makan orang.

Tapi kadang-kadang ada je orang yang suka jadi alat penduga. Saja je dia buat hal tak tentu hala, buat kita nak marah. Benda yang dia buat tu teramatlah bodoh sampai kau rasa nak nyanyi lagu Sudirman.

Orang macam ni wajar dimakan je, tak perlu susah-susah habiskan tenaga nak marah-marah jerit-jerit kat dia. Betul tak?

Kalau ada peluang, aku tak nak naik marah bila terkena dengan orang macam ni. Aku akan cuba bersabar.

Untuk sabarkan diri, aku akan melayari Internet. Memandangkan aku tak ada broadband macam Siti Nurhaliza, aku takkan pergi site MMORPG dan seangkatan dengannya. Nanti kalah aku bengang. (Neo mesti tak faham ayat ni sebab dia takde kat Malaysia untuk menonton iklan terbaru SIti Nurhaliza dan TMNet.)

Jadi, aku akan pergi melayari Internet dan cari apa resipi terbaik untuk masak daging. Kalau boleh nak lah resipi yang sesuai dengan perut Melayu aku ni. Kalau boleh lagi, nak juga lah resipi yang rendah kolesterol sebab aku betul-betul takut tengok Eera Fazira kat VCD haram hari tu.

Bila dah dapat resipi yang sesuai, aku akan cetak dua salinan. satu salinan untuk aku. Lagi satu salinan untuk mamat yang suka buat orang marah tu.

Aku akan tulis kat salinan dia tu: "Saya ada satu lagi salinan resipi ni. Resipi ni sesuai untuk daging kategori merah, contohnya lembu, kambing biri-biri, rusa, dan sebagainya. Daging manusia pun boleh. Lagi sekali anda buat hal, anda akan jadi sebahagian daripada resipi ni."

Waahh... alangkah indahnya jika fantasi ini jadi kenyataan. Kalau mamat tu buat hal lagi, terpaksalah aku jadi tukang masak.