Apparently there's a rumor spawning around about me getting married.I seriously don't know how it started cause I'm so very sure that I have never said/hinted/make a joke to anyone about me getting married.So here's the case.The guys in MMU as far as I can remember love gossiping.There are some times in the past that I found myself be the subject of the gossips (cause in the end there's always someone telling me).Often/all the time when that happened the rumor was false and it's so far from being right that I get so confused sometimes on what could I possibly do to initiate it.Now,I just think that they love to gossip so much that they just started any rumor on anyone they know.Sigh.But the thing is I can't get so mad because well the nobita love gossips too.
I admit that when people who are not close to me asked about work and such I tried to avoid answering them because I know there will be further questions ensued now I wonder is that why they thought I'm getting married? although I don't know what's the connections la *scratch head*.Or maybe they confused me with this best friend of mine cause I know there were times that strangers confused between the two of us.Sigh.Nevermind la.I will pretend I'm a famous/gorgeous actress with the name leighton meester (can you see that I'm not creative?) who people bother to gossip about.I will pretend I'm flattered too.But just to clear out the confusion wtf I'm not getting married.Not anytime soon at least (although I suppose everyone aka the 3 readers who read this blog must have known anyway).End.

Sick and tired

You know you contributed to the invention of the word failure when you kinda sense your dad's tired voice when comforting you for yet another failure.Sigh.I'm sorry papa.End.

My mom-The champion

You see I've always thought that I was so much alike to my dad than to my mom.I have the similar sense of humor and personality as he is (except that I'm very shy and he's not )so it's always easier for me to understand what he was feeling/thinking than to understand my mom.But today I also learn that I don't only get the trait and the talent to embarrass myself from my dad alone but from my mom as well.Today on her way up to her office my mom saw a woman who was walking with a man, probably her husband.The thing is that her tudung was not neat,she was walking while looking up and her husband was holding her hand not in the normal way but he was holding her like how we would do when we are leading a blind (memimpin?).

Something like this:


So combination of all that let my mom to conclude that she is blind.What's more the husband left her at the elevator saying before he left "nanti lif sampai nanti naikla".So my mom in the spirit of being a good samaritan hold her hand when the elevator open to lead her in.Then suddenly she said hello to this other lady she knew in the lift.All this while she's still looking up so my mom thought she recognized this other person through her smell or shadow (Cause usually the blind use smell to recognize).My mom was still holding her hand in the elevator too and she asked her which floor this woman was heading.Right then her eyes avert to the elevator button and press one of the floor.And that's how my mom realized that the woman she's trying to pimpin is not even blind T____T .She was leading a healthy woman all the while.My mom said that she was so embarrased that she felt like dashing out the elevator and running away out of embarrasment.This woman and other people in the elevator must think that my mom is a weirdo suddenly hold stranger's hand without reason.So my mom has elevated her status to be a pro in embarassing one's self just like me and my dad. My dad's story is quite weird too.Once,he talk to a pen/speaker (I can't remember) during an interview for visa thinking that it was a microphone in full view of others waiting T____T.My mom had a field day laughing at him so today it's my dad's turn to laugh at her.Oh End.

I guess I should be writing on my convocation but there were too many disappointments and sadness that I don't want to bother about but still lingers in my mind so I think I shall take my time and you'll see the entry when you see it.I was reading through some past entries of my blog and fatin's blog one day out of boredom and I guess I really missed us.Us in the past.I can't speak for fatin but I do know that I was a much happier girl back then.I think I was more optimistic and definitely more carefree.I miss being moody and happy about random silly stuffs.Nowadays,all the reason I was grumpy about was on serious stuffs, adult related stuffs.I know I missed the old me.I guess this year isn't my year as well.Actually can we still have a good year once we start being adults?End.

I am really appalled to find that there are some parents who felt unhappy because of stupid reasons like their baby not having the gender or the skin colour like how they wanted it to be.And I'm talking about a perfectly healthy baby.I dread to think what if these parents happen to have a disabled or sick baby....that child will be so unloved.Some people might be thinking that these kind of parents doesn't exist at these period of time but they do exist.Dahla clearly these people are shallow but to be shallow on their own babies?I can safely say that these people are not the type of parents who will defend their kids when other people say that their kids are ugly or stupid or some other bad things in future.I think I am relatively fair since I was small cause people always mistake me as a chinese.People always says that fair people have more chances to be pretty right but believe me even when I was small I used to hate my skin.I think it look too fair to the extend of looking pale and unhealthy and I know so many people who were darker than I am who are so much prettier.When I was small I always wanted some powder that can make me look darker but I don't know where to find it cause everywhere else people were promoting creams and facial products for achieving fairer skins(turns out ada la kan,buy a darker shade of foundation or go tanning).The point is that it doesn't matter what kind of shade of skin colours that you have but how much you love and appreciate yourself.I clearly do not love myself much cause I never felt that I'm pretty or useful (not fishing for compliments ok) and that's something I have to change.It's easier for me to believe the bad critics than to the good ones.And all that with having a mother who thinks that all her kids are perfect and beautiful.I shudder to think how even lower my self confidence can be if I have a mother who constantly puts me down.So if I have a child I would teach him/her to love him/herself and still being humble and true to their roots cause I learn that it's really important.And I think no parents should love their children less if their children did not turn out how they wanted them to be (unless la your child turn out to be social pests like mat rempits kan cause then that's your fault)....even if they don't have a perfectly healthy baby cause each children are god's gifts.Sorry for these boring ramblings.End.

more cat pictures

*melts* err ahem I don't like cats.End.

1st of August

It's 1st of August again and what do you know it's the sophisticated mama aka pu3 aka sometimes my lookalike aka tinka's birthday once more.The 24th birthday to be exact.Omg we are so old (but I'm still young cause I'm still 23 hehe).Since I started this blog I can't recall how many birthday dedications I have made for her since I can't remember the time that I started blogging.But I can assure you that everything have remained the same cause she's still the same old smart,pleasant and beautiful young (or old whichever you prefer hehe) woman who I have the privilege to be best friends with.I still don't quite understand how people sometimes thought that we are twins cause can't they see the huge difference between me and her (eg:the foreheads)?But it's ok la better with her than with a cousin who I look totally different from and I totally do not like at all.

To tinka:

Although not all the times in the past saw us being very happy whoppee dhopee and there are countless times that I hurt your feelings cause of my insensitiveness but I wish you knew that I always wants the best for you (wtf sounds like parents punya speech pulak) and you should know that in future (quite near indeed) when you change your status to a mrs. somebody I will still be here for you whenever you needed me.

On a related/unrelated topic: I hated it when people say people with large foreheads must be smart and it's not that I hated it because I have small forehead but because I have humongous forehead (what's with the hairline keeps going upper...put 1 whole hand also muat) yet I know that some people with smaller forehead like tinka (letak 3 jari jer) is so much smarter than I am.Unrelated also but I also think people with smaller foreheads more attractive (like the hindustan actresses).So I totally disagree with judging how smart someone is from his/her forehead cause it seriously doesn't matter.I don't even know how people came out with that,it's not like when you have larger forehead then the brain is larger kan.Hmm ok that's all luv u babe (not referring to cleo).End.