Durian Duran

I wonder why certain people couldn’t stand the smell, let alone the taste, of durian. I was having a small durian party with my lil sis when my nephew asked what was that smell. He said he didn’t like the smell. Guess he’s like his mommy, my elder sis hates durian. She’s the only one in my family who’s anti-durian. My late father is the biggest fan and he introduced the king of fruits to us when we were small. Thanks Aboh! =)

To me, durian doesn’t smell bad but I could not say it smells sweet like berries too. It has its own smell, durian fragrant. Some people can stand the smell but would not eat it. Well, to me, it can be sweet and still, sweet in its own way. That’s how I smell and taste durian but for the people how dislikes the fruit, I wonder what’s the smell and taste of it to them. To those who hate durian, care to tell me?

Right now, I’m craving for ‘pulut durian’. Yum!

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Playground in Telipot

I went to the playground with my niece and nephew today. The weather was nice. It was just after rain and there was a rainbow in the sky. Not too many kids at the park, guess it was because the school term had started. So my sis and I took the chance to have some fun. We played on the see saw and looked like a bunch of giant babies. Hehe. Then we took turns to play on the swing. I really love the swing. Even when I was small, I would swing higher than others because the adrenaline excites me. The feel of the wind breeze as I swing always makes me high. And I would for sure smile all the time. I don’t know why but I still do that, smiling while swinging.

When we were on the see saw, I was talking to my sis about the playground where we used to play when we were kids. It was near my grandma’s house in Telipot. Back in the days, when my grandma was still around, my cousins would come back to KB during the school holidays. Everybody would be there and there would be slumber party for weeks. So every evening, we would walk to the housing area at the back for our playground time. We would first stop at ‘Kedai Keling’ (we used to call that shop by that name, nobody was being racist) to get ourselves some snacks. When everybody’s geared up, then only we would cross the street to the playground. It’s a big playground with everything. The swings, slides, monkeys bars, a giant caterpillar and some other stations that I can’t remember. As we play, we would have breaks for our snacks. Ais-krim Malaysia, Super ring, Bika, air botol perisa oren and sarsi, asam, mamee and other junk food that every parent would not approve of. Before going back to the grandma’s house, we would make sure that everybody finished their junk food because we don’t want any ‘evidence’ to be brought back. =)

My sis said that the playground now is not well maintained. Grass and weeds are growing wildly and the place smells bad. Some people say that drug addicts are leaving there too. I really miss that playground. I miss the ‘guilty pleasure’ junk food, the swings, my cousins and the good times we used to have. I can say that I had a pretty fine childhood days. Hope that my future kids will be as fortunate as I am.

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bolos

“….dalam rancangan….BOLOS!!!....”

Who loves that show?? I do! Because of Zizan. 
Yesterday, my brother was invited to be a contestant in the show and he brought me and my sister along. It was my first time in a production set. I thought the set was big but it was small. And the audience were, erm, I think they were paid to be there. A bunch of school boys with ‘karat’ hair-do. Rempits I guess. But they know how to make noise. That’s what the audience is for. But me and my sis, we were somehow got annoyed by those boys. Yuck…

But it didn’t matter. I was there to support my brother’s team. He and his other two friends from Astro and the competed against ‘Chaiyok chaiyok’ team, which were Khai,Haziq and a rather soft male make-up artist called Fizzy. Owh, my brother’s team was known as X FM because they’re the host there, I think. But my bro and his friends didn’t use their real names. They were known as Silver Surfer, Ninja X and Space Boy. Typical of them. Hehe.

Well, what I can say is that, the moment they came out from the changing room wearing their suits, my sis and I couldn’t stop laughing. It was funny. They are all skinny and looked like aliens. Thanks to silver colour. And then they started to ask among temselves why did they say yes in the first place. Hehe. But it was for entertainment.

The recording of the show took several hours and all that will be aired on the tv is only an hour of it. Now I know that showbiz is not easy. Zizan looked really tired. He would only talk a lot when the camera was rolling but if it isn’t, he would be quiet most of the time. He said that he had 4 recordings that day and it was already 8.30 pm at that time. But he was still funny.

We all had fun. Watching my bro fell into the water and broke the wall was priceless. If I knew that I can invite my friends to come and be there too, I would call up some of you guys to join me. I’m sorry. Whatever it is, don’t forget to watch it on tv ok? Hope you’ll enjoy it as much as I did =)

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=( but need to keep on =)

Things do happen when you least expected. And whether you like it or not, if it’s meant to be, it’s meant to be. We just cannot force for things to happen. Even if you hope for it, every single day of your life. I did my part, the best that I could. But it wouldn’t happen, for now, at least, I hope.

Maybe some things are not meant to be. Or maybe some things take time for it to happen. Time, is what I have now. But time is killing me. Guess that is what you get when you anticipate something so much. After months of being in the ‘uncertain’ zone, today, a little birdie told me to let it go. It was hard to swallow but I need to. Like I said, I cannot force things or a person on what I want. And I’m really sorry that it happened. And I’m really sorry it didn’t happen. Yeah, sorry for myself. =(

Do I give up now? Or should I keep praying and hoping that it would happen one day? I don’t know. This is my first time and I didn’t know that it would hurt so much. It also makes me feel like karma is getting back at me. Is this how it feels? Feeling broken hearted? It’s like a mixture of wanting to cry and trying to hold on at the same time. That’s how I feel right now. I want to cry because it made me really sad. But I still want to hold on to it because it was the best thing that ever happened to me so far. And I can’t run away because it has been part of my life since I was a kid. I had a big loss today.

So what should I do now? Take up a hobby to keep myself busy so that I won’t feel lonely? I guess. And also, I need to make sure that I’m so tired every night before bed to prevent myself from thinking about stuff that can make me sad and cry before I sleep. Looking and feeling sad is the last thing that I want my mum to notice in me. She knows everything. So I need to put on a smile everyday. I just don’t like to show my weak emotions to my loved ones. Call me an ego but I don’t to worry them. I do feel like telling my mum about it, but she knows him. And I don’t want her to blame him because it was nobody’s fault. Time and distance were the factors. And I guess I scare him.

Everything happens for a reason. Including what happened to me today. But still, he’s my best friend. And I’m keeping that. For what it’s worth, it’s better that way. So, I’m keeping my chin up and will be looking on the bright side. Maybe it’s true when they say that the grass is greener on the other side. =)


2008 has been a year with loads of ups and downs. And I’m thinking that 2009 wouldn’t be any different. That’s how life is supposed to be like. It’s a matter of how you handle it.

Happy new year to all of you. May 2009 brings more joy and happiness to us.
*fingers crossed*

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Jeans: A wardrobe essential?

Almost everywhere I go, I tend to see most of the people there would be wearing jeans. From young to old, both men and women. But each of them has their own style. There’s skinny, flare, bootcut, straight, slim straight, super skinny and other style that maybe I’m not aware of. When I was at a mall the other day, it crossed my mind that everybody must at least have a pair of jeans. But then again, maybe not everyone.

To me, a pair of jeans is a type of clothing that is versatile. You can wear it with almost anything. A plain t-shirt, a smart shirt, a girly blouse or even a kebaya top. Jeans can be both functional and stylish. It’s pretty much an easy and a comfortable thing to wear, unless you’re wearing a really tight pair of jeans that is blocking your blood circulation. A person can be happy with only a pair of jeans in possession and would be wearing the same one over and over again. However, there is also a group of people who owns more jeans than you can imagine. There is a female celebrity who has more than 500 pairs of jeans in her closet. That is more than a pair of jeans for each day in a year! And I believe that each pair of her jeans cost more than usual.

I own several pairs but I always tend to wear this particular pair that I really love. No matter what my top is, my favorite jeans would always match it up. I love it so much that even if I buy a new one, I always think that the new ones can never beat my fav. So why do I even think of buying a new one? I guess every time I look into my wardrobe, I always think that I still need another pair that would match with some of the tops that I have. Yeah right. More like wasting my money. So right now, I would not but another pair of jeans. Other types of pants are fine but not jeans of any kind. But then again, what if I find another favorite pair? Ouh, I’m taking my words back.


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Dreaming of dreams

Do you dream when you’re asleep? If you do, do you tend to remember your dreams?

Well, my answer to both questions, YES.

Almost every night, I will dream in my sleep. The dream has always been random. From logic and around people I know, to illogical and with strangers. I dreamt of celebrities, leaders, teachers, family and friends. I dreamt of people who are still around me and those who I miss a lot because they left me for good.

My dreams are sometimes sad, sometimes happy, sometimes scary and most of it silly. Once, I dreamt about a big lizard, komodo-dragon like, which entered my house. And the next day, there was really a bog lizard under my mom’s car. But I never take my dreams seriously. As for the lizard incident, it was just plain coincidence. Yes, some of my dreams do come true but that doesn’t mean that I should believe everything that is in my dreams.

Some people may take dreams seriously. To this group of people, dreams are like their predictors of what’s going to happen in life. I read in newspaper today, a man won a jackpot of million ringgit because he dreamt of the numbers that made me rich. Even in our custom, the elders always have their interpretation of dreams. One of the common interpretations is when you dream your teeth are falling out, someone in your family or close to you will pass away. I have heard some people saying this is true because they experienced it themselves, but I still think that it’s just fate. Whether you dream before it happens or not, it will happen because it’s written.

Some people don’t usually dream. Or they think they don’t. There was a research done on human brainwaves during sleeping. The research showed that, human brains send out wave signal when dreaming, meaning there’s usually brain activities even when we sleep. Sleep is the time when our brains will try to sort out the things that have happened during the day and also try to solve problems that we can’t when we were awake. So, human do dream in their sleep. It’s just a matter of whether our brains can remember the dreams or not. Some people think they don’t dream, some people say they dream but can’t remember what the dream was, some can only remember bits of it and some can remember the entire dream.

I’m really sure if dreams are good or bad. All I know is that, some of my dreams have helped me. When I dream of bad things continuously, I know that I’m stressed out. And when that happens, I usually get myself back together. I also have dreamt of my dad, many times. When you really miss a person, seeing that a person in your dream is sometimes enough to cure it. Dreaming of funny or romantic situations always put a smile on my face when I wake up in the morning. There have been times where I wake up from my dreams, crying, too. So, when I can say is that, to me, my dreams are just a part of my life. I don’t mind if I dream when I sleep and same goes to when I don’t dream. I know a person who doesn’t want to be disturbed by dreams when he sleeps. Hehe. You know who you are and I respect that.

Considering that I dream a lot, I’m thinking of keeping a dream diary. A collection of slumber stories. =)

P/s: sebelum tidur, jangan lupa basuh kaki dan baca doa.


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to:nick

i think i screwed up our conversation just now. or maybe your tired. or maybe i did screw up. haish~

im really sorry. i didn't mean too. it was really nice talking to you. always have been. and will always be looked forward.

good luck!

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