ICEROOM Serves Non-Halal Chicken

Hello, ppl! Shocking news I got yesterday. ICEROOM with outlets in Nilai, PD, Bangi and few other places serves non-halal chicken. It is shocking to me coz I have been there a few times and obviously ate their chicken/meat products. I must admit my mistake here. First time I went there I was a bit doubtful. But I saw their workers (some are Muslims) and I saw some mosque goers with their families eating there so I became confident. I guess they feel that way too seeing me there. Apparently, ICEROOM didn't even have any Halal certificate so it is NOT their fault coz we just ASSUME. I got to know about it from comments on some strangers blog. I straight away asked my youngest brother-in-law who works as a cook over there. (He's a chef) And he confirms it!!! Arghhhhhhhhhhh... Now I feel a HUGE responsibility to spread the words to everyone via blog, twitter, facebook whatever so that other ppl can learn from my mistake.

I am not trying to kill their business here as the owner is a friend of my parents-in-law. Again, not putting the blame on the business as they are only trying to make money rather than being concern of other ppl's religious belief. And they serve the best SNOWICE in town. So just be careful. Spread the news to other ppl not to eat their meat products. Their snowice is still a must try.

Schleepy morning - Pic with Marion Caunter

Good day, ppl. I'm so sleepy this morning. Had to slap myself a few times while driving to work today. Not good. Not good. Since I am fasting, I cannot drink coffee, which makes it worse. Went to Naza's raya open house after work yesterday and got a pic with Marion Caunter. I was so excited. Haha.

Then went back to Bangi instead of going to see mummy in KL coz hubby said he was done already by then.

8.30-ish - 9pm: Arrived home

9pm - 10 pm: Sort out bills + paid 2 bills using BB as the modem for my computer. For a 2 min job, I think I took half an hour to complete the 2 transactions. Sigh. Bile laa hubby nak install streamyx. I am no streamyx fan but reception at my house in Bangi is quite crappy and streamyx is the ONLY cable internet provider in Malaysia. (And they say they are not a monopoly)

10 pm -12am+: Ironing... It's never ending. Sigh. Cleared like half the basket, then asked hubby to help pick up washed (dry) clothes from the line. So back to a full basket. Arghhh...

12+-12.30am: Forced hubby to start updating his financial records again. Cash in hand, pending in-coming payments, debts etc

12.30ish-1am: Took a shower, prayed, went to sleep...

Went to watch Wall Street on Monday with Irna at Alamanda. The movie was okay thanks to Shia LeBeouf and Michael Douglas but I don't quite like the ending because it was too flat... It's a happy ending but I don't feel happy or excited leaving the cinema. Quite a disappointment really. But what really funny was when Irna and I tried to sneak 2 A&W burgers+onion rings in... together with 2 bottles of mineral water when our bags clearly can't fit in all these. So I stuffed Irna's burger into my baju kurung's pocket and Irna cramped my burger and onion ring into her small bag. It was hilarious but we managed to get in. Thank God. Haha. My Mozza burger was deliciousss~~~ If any of GSC's representatives reading this, please know that we cleared up our own mess. :) So please don't be mad or become stricter next time. We love you. Haha.

May you rest in peace, Abah.

My uncle aka Abah passed away peacefully yesterday morning. While it is understandable that his family members are grieving and crying, I am actually happy for him. Looking back, he had a good life. He did a lot of good including providing a place for a child like me to grow up. He took care a lot of others too with his wife, my aunt aka Mak. He raised 4 children and have 11 grandchildren in total. He performed Haj twice and attended religious classes regularly. At the end of his life, he practically had nothing much to look forward to.
No, I didn't cry... Not because I don't love him but I have accepted the cycle of life. I didn't cry when my own grandfather passed away either. I think very few people's passing will garner my tears. That'd be my hubby and my mom coz my life depends heavily on them. Taking them away from me would mean taking a piece of me... Changing my life completely... Putting my life at a halt. They are my pillars. Don't get me wrong. I love more people than just the two of them. My dad, my brother, my family, my in laws, my closest friends. I love all of them. I would be sad, I would be devasted, I would be frustrated but this is the cycle of life and I have no control of it. Hence, life has to go on.

Life is like playing games. You have lives... Make the most of it, complete mission, level up and stuff... Until it's game over for you. So when you achieved most of your missions, have a good game/life, be reasonably prepared for death, you should be not be terribly sad to leave this temporary world... except for the fact that you would be leaving your loved ones behind. Worry not, we will all meet again in the future... The eternal life... That being said, I do worry if my life got cut short unexpectedly (though we should always expect it everyday as we never know when our time is up). Going unprepared is a scary2 thought as you won't have a second chance in life... There in the afterlife, you would be judged by all the deeds you have done here on earth.

That being said, I hope Abah could rest in peace di alam barzakh. So far, he had it good. His passing was smooth and despite being sick since last Wednesday, he was blessed to leave the world on Friday morning and managed to catch the jemaah of Friday prayers before being buried. Al-Fatihah.

Death

I had a weird conversation with my dad today. We were talking (text-ing) about my uncle, who is currently not feeling well... putting it nicely. Fact is he is dying. Yesterday the whole family came back, neighbours came to visit and everything but God decided it's not time yet.

Papa: Pity him. Hopefully if I have to go better instant with least suffering.

Me: Yeah. Same here. But i hope i have time to repent. Hopefully not sudden death like accident or lepto (rat urine). Scary but at least fell prepared a bit. Hoho

Ish... We don't have conversation that often, and when we do, we talk about how we prefer to die instead... This is just weird.

Oh la la!

My baby neo's wheel-bearing problem is fixed! I had a 1Malaysia experience along with it yesterday. Kak Zalina picked me up from the workshop when I sent my car. Rachel sent me back to the workshop to pick it up while Viknes helped to stay back for me coz it was my turn yesterday. The sound of my baby neo is like music to my ears now. I even turned off the radio all the way back to the office.

Hubby was super sweet yesterday. I have to admit I was still sulking a little bit that time, though I was missing him terribly. Lazy to go back early and even stayed in the car a little while before he came looking for me. So walked in and just sat in front of the tv. He went to the kitchen and started cooking, FROM SCRATCH. Mind you, my hubby doesn't cook. So when he did that yesterday, it was a total surprise... A nice surprise! I Loved It. How can I continue sulking when he is that sweet to me??? Had delicious dinner and quality time together. Finally! Exactly what I was looking for the whole weekend. THIS is a true anniversary celebration. That made my day... Made my week even. I was too lazy to even do the dishes but he cleaned up everything. I got first class treatment all night long.

Walking on air, I was obviously very very happy. Just as I was about to go to sleep, I received 2 sms... from that psycho model!!! Arghhh... You are killing my mood laa, dude. Pretending to be all nonchalant, he sms-ed 1) Hello Salam 2) Bile I boleh kenal dgn Fizzy. I ignored it and when to bed with my lovely hubby. And this morning, he has the cheek to sms me: Apsal u ni sombong sgt. Hadeih... How stupid can you be mamat? And how stupid do you think I am? Pleaseeee lah.....

Dosa gaduh ngan suami =p

My life is like an open book. I basically tell my friends everything as long as it is not too personal. (okay, that's subjective =p) So when Azmir reminded me to not fight with hubby on our anniversary, I just had to laugh. I forgot how on anniversaries we usually fight. That's another thing about me. I forget quite easily. (Hubby is worse, I tell you. Haha.) Anyway, I told him when expectation is none, guess there is nothing to fight about, right?

So Friday was the anniversary day. I called him to ask what time he'd be home, he said quite late. Then with a sad voice I asked... will there be no celebration at all? He replied... "Mesti laa kene celebrate". (Expectation from none to a little bit). So we came back, had dinner, thinking what to do, which hotel to crash... and almost decided to go up Genting. But I was already sleepy, it was late already and taking a room at that hour would be a waste. On top of that, my little neo had a wheel-bearing problem but that's not a contributing factor since we could take triton up. Thinking that we are already going to be spending quite a bit for our wedding anniversary next month, which is not so far away, we settled with just spending time at home.

That night hubby couldn't sleep. He went out and came back nearly 6am in the morning. Naturally, he slept in until about 2pm that day, and we later went to my friend's wedding and open house. We even went jogging at the park that evening. But that night, he went out again so I went back to KL and fell asleep waiting for him. He didn't come back to KL. He went back to Bangi instead. I sent my car to the workshop that morning to be looked at so I didn't have my car until afternoon. That's when hubby called to say his relatives came over our house for beraye. Then my cousin called saying my uncle was at Mak's house. I was torn... wanted to go back to Bangi to see hubby but need to go see uncle. So I dropped by Mak's house real quick, met uncle and auntie and rushed back like mad... only to found out hubby's not home. Highly disappointed I called hubby to come back. I need him home like NOW!!! Hubby said he didn't have transport and asked me to pick him up. I refused and waited. One hour gone and he was still not home...

Okay. I was silly. I can just go there and pick hubby up. In fact, I can join their beraya session. But I was upset. Upset that hubby didn't come back to me that night. Upset that he didn't inform me he was going there when I actually ditched my family to come back to him. And upset that he didn't wait for me. I was being childish and I was crying and seriously not in the mood to go beraya. After waiting for an hour, I left home... Didn't want to wait for him. When he arrived home, I told him I didn't have transport to go home (planned to send car to workshop straight away and leave it there) and asked him to pick me up from KL. He said okay, he'll come later. Halfway through I changed my mind. Went back and found hubby sleeping. Grrrrr.....

Then I forced him to teman me go find a workshop that can fix my car on the spot. He groggily woke up but drove VERY2 dangerously to NILAI when there were a couple of shops open in Bangi itself. Fine... he's retaliating. His driving actually did more damage to my car then what was already there. Came back to Bangi when there was no ONE shop opened in Nilai but the shop in Bangi also could not fix the problem since spare parts shops were already closed at that hour. Came back and did own things. Mostly not talking to each other.

Went back to Nilai for dinner. When I closed the door behind me, my little finger got stucked. It was freaking painful. Since not talking to each other, I could not turn to him for comfort. So I ran inside to his mother and cried to her... Hahahahahaha. It was funny. Maybe not to other ppl. (Hubby kept singing Rihanna's song "You're so ugly when you cry" over and over again all the way back.) There were quite a number of guests around that time. But I was not done being childish that day. Lucky mom-in-law and sis-in-law were very sweet. Moral of the story is don't disobey your husband. =p But I guess our anniversary won't be complete without a fight anyway. Hahah.

HAPPY 8 YEARS ANNIVERSARY, SWEETHEART!

Check out my first ticker on the right.

We are 8 Years today!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I am still HAPPY and VERY MUCH IN LOVE with this very same guy!!! (He is my one and only boyfriend I have had my whole life. Hope it stays that way til the end of our lives. InsyaAllah.)

Thankful that we are still standing strong together today.

Although a bit sad this date is not also our wedding anniversary, I am accepting the fact that we now have 2 anniversaries to look forward to. That shall be exciting.

No more big plans for this anniversary this time round. (Already planned a weekend getaway for wedding anniversary next month.) Nevertheless will try to make this weekend as special as an anniversary should be. However, no matter how small the celebration will be, life is already beautiful with you in it, baby! ^_^

I LOVE YOU, FOREVER!

(What a big promise... I do hope it turns out to be true though. Haha. Provided he still feels the same way then la, of course. Haha)

~Love, love jugak. Disclaimer jgn lupa. =p

Stalker! U Go Get A Freaking Life!

(Abby, I stole your post title coz I didn't manage to read it on yours. Where is it? Put it back. I wanna read it. Haha =p)
Yesterday was a public holiday. It was the first time Malaysia celebrating Malaysia Day... the day Sabah and Sarawak joined Tanah Melayu and we became Malaysia. I actually find it unnecessary to have that as a public holiday since we already have Independence Day but I LOVE HOLIDAYS and it goes in line with the 1Malaysia concept so why not.

However, yesterday to me was more of a family day. I woke hubby up early in the morning to have breakfast with my mom. Then went to Mak's house coz my DAD was coming over! That was the second time I see him, first for hubby, since they day we got married. That's nearly a year already. Then we had to rush back to LCCT to pick up hubby's parents and siblings who went to Aussie for this Raya break. And all of them agreed on one thing: Australians are very friendly.

What crossed my mind that time was this - Malaysians USED TO be friendly. We WERE known for our friendliness to the rest of the world. But I think that's not the case now anymore. Why? Abby said coz we are scared to be friendly these days. It's too dangerous. And I agree. Just look at this Sosilawati case. Scary, I tell you.

Anyway, back to the title of this post. I wanna do a shout out to my stalker out there. The model who paid for my carwash, remember? I was friendly for a bit and now he is my freaking stalker. Only after 2 days of talking to me on the phone, he has already been "missing me everyday". Now won't stop sms-ing, with a 2 to 3 days interval. I have stopped replying since the 5th day we "met" each other. ("Met" him Saturday. He missed me already on Monday. Deleted him from FB Tuesday. Last SMS sent to him by me Wednesday.) "Met" coz we didn't actually meet that day, I saw him, he saw me. End of story. No talking. If I bumped into him on the street, I won't actualy recognise him. But one thing for sure, I am now quite scared of any white Satria Neo approaching and now barring myself from answering unrecognised numbers. Damn you, psycho model. You are making life difficult for me. And how did it start? By being friendly...

Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri!

Good day, everyone. I know it has been a few days since first day of raya to be wishing you *Selamat Hari Raya* now but I have been busy sticking by hubby's side. =p (Macam belangkas) It has been a wonderful 6 days! This is my first raya as a wife! I was on leave since Tuesday last week and today is my first day back at work. It was okay except there were sooo many clients on leave, leaving me with matured deals with no instruction on how to proceed. Now checking emails and work backlog. Lets see what have I done the past 6 days.

Tuesday: Supposed to be sleeping in at home but did laundry, cleaned the house and packing instead. Left home ard 5pm with Ayet for Stadium Paroi. Break fast. Mantai starts around 8pm. Went back to Labu to pick up more "stock". (I slept while waiting)

Wednesday: Ard 3am-ish went for sahur. Checked in into a motel. Took a nap. Refreshed. Mantai restarted ard 6. Went to pick up stock again. Close shop ard 12pm. Went back. Slept from 4pm-ish until nearly 6am the next day!!! (I woke up ard 8.30pm and only drank water to "break fast" before going back to sleep)

Thursday: Relaxing day. Went back KL to see what they were cooking. Raya mode already in the air. Went to Labu to pick up hubby's employee from KLIA station. Break fast with hubby's family. Went back to KL.

Friday: RAYA!!! Woke up for Solat Raya in the morning. Went to Mak's house for breakfast and bersalam2an with my family. Ard 11.30am, went back to Bangi to beraya with hubby's family. Singgah kubur arwah atok and nenek. Beraya rumah Mak Long and Ajong. By 3pm, already home. Relaxed - watched movie... sleep... Ard 7ish, mummy and abg arrived. Beraya di Nilai.

Saturday: Ikut hubby potong kambing. Breakfast. Watched movie Resident Evil 4: After Life @MBO, Seremban. Went back. Played wii. Sleep. Went to Nilai to send hubby's family off to Perth. Went back KL.

Sunday: Breakfast with mummy. Went to Mambau (since Kak Ina went back to Pontian). Masukkan duit kat Seremban. Balik kandang. Went to The Store, Seremban - shopping baju raya. Woohoo!!! Tired and hungry. Went back home but cannot find open non-mamak kedai makan. So had to cook dinner. Clean up a bit. Went to sleep.

Sigh. So sad... That's the end of my long leave this season. As boring as it may sound, I treasure every minute, every second of it as I get to spend that much time with hubby. Can't wait for the next one, whenever that is, to spend that much time with hubby again!!!

Why My Hubby Is The Best & Irreplaceable

I must admit I can't stop talking about the model guy. But world, pls be clear on one thing here, NO ONE can replace my husband... Ever! He's the best and the only person who understands me, who can stand me, who can keep up with me. He's my person to keep me safe, to comfort me when the thunder storms and to tug me in at night. He let me be childish, he let me be spoilt, he let me be me.
I have said this again and again. I don't need my husband to give me money, don't need him to buy me a house, don't need him to buy me a car (Not to say he couldn't). All I need from him is to love me for who I am, to cherish me and to hold my hands. And as long as he doesn't forget that, as long as he is still my sweet loving companion I have always had this whole 8 years of togetherness, he is irreplaceable... He is God's greatest gift to me and I will never ever neglect him as long as he is still standing right beside me.
No billionaire, no hot model, NO ONE can take me away from him. I can talk OPENLY about who hit on me, who I probably I had a crush on coz he will always know where he stand in my heart. He has the sole right to be that confident of himself. Hehe. I LOVE YOU, Mohd Hazmi Abdul Halim. You are my life. Muacks.
HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY, MALAYSIA! I LOVE YOU, TOO!

Stranger at the car wash

Hubby sent me to Im house first thing Saturday morning to pick up my car. We left it there (like old times) coz hubby came down to break fast with my friends. We went IKEA to buy my computer table after dinner, then straight to karaoke with his friends in Nilai so I'd rather us not driving two cars to all these places.

First thing that crossed my mind was to service my car but since the car was sooooo dirty =p, I better sent it to be cleaned first, although sending the car for service at lunch hour would mean longer waiting time. So to the carwash I went. Upon arriving there, before handing my keys to the attendant, I had to transfer ALL my stuff (and junks) into my boot. It was pretty clear how messy my car was... it was for everyone to see... but what the helll. Like I care what everyone else thinks of me. So I sat there and played with my dearest BB the whole time. When it was done, I handed over 10 bucks to the attendant, only to be told, "Sorry kakak. Abang pakai kerete putih tadi dah bayar untuk kakak". I was perplexed. I saw the car. It was a modified white Satria Neo. And I think I sort of saw the owner at the corner of my eyes. (I was scanning the car more than the owner, of course!) He was a fine man... in simple words, very handsome well-dressed man, wayyyyy out of my league. And he paid for MY carwash? Seeing me speechless, the attendant continued... "Die tinggal nombor die untuk kakak. Kakak nak ke?" Thinking I at least need to say thank you, I said sure... gimme his number.

Lets get things straight here. He can't be hitting on me. One, I'm NOT pretty. I am very the comot. Two, since I got married, I have grown fat. So I am farrrr from attractive. And if we wanna talk about personality, what was there to see. I barely said a word to anyone through out the whole waiting time. Before I did anything stupid, I reported the event to hubby. I'm sure hubby was just as confused as I am but being the diplomatic, non-irrationally-jealous, non-controlling man, he proposed that I sms-ed him to say thank you and if he asked for something more than just friendship, "told him you are married". Fair enough. Maybe he was just being sweet. Maybe he has no small change.

I head to the service centre and sms-ed him. Thanking him first, then asking what was that for? Satria Neo club buddies? He later called me. And our conversation started. I am not gonna write down the whole conversation here. It was a pretty long conversation. Cutting the story short, he is a 29-year-old model, in my eyes very smart well-dressed guy, looking for a plain looking girl to settle down with. Hmm, here comes the question: Should I be flattered (to catch the attention of this handsome young dude) or should I be insulted (that he thinks I am not pretty)? Haha. But lets face it world. I ALWAYS KNEW I am NOT the pretty type. I rarely dress-up for any occasion and I rarely put on my make-up. During that maybe a half an hour of conversation (it was cut "short" coz his phone ran out-of-battery), he also called me short and commented on everything I wore that day all the way from my tudung, down to my red sandals. He also said, I am not fat, just that my body store a little too much water and fat. Hmm. This guy made me laugh like mad.... Okay, I was a little flattered to be given so much attention by a stranger who is METROSEXUAL. Haha.

At 12.30pm, my car was just about to be serviced. I asked mommy to do a last minute facial appointment coz my face was out of control. I had pimples like a teenager and the last time I had my facial was before my wedding, which was nearly a year ago! There I laid, restless for awhile and eventually fell asleep. (He called me back but I can't be entertaining him while doing facial so I said I would call him back in the evening.) Halfway into my sleep, Hanijoe called me. The sudden sound woke me up and I got disoriented. For awhile I didn't know where I was. I wondered why there was wet cotton on my eyelids and why my face was covered with slimy stuff. It took me a few extra seconds to come to reality and finally answered my phone. LOL!

Done with facial, I went back to my workshop. Service was done. I complained about my roaring engine and the mechanic told me maybe it was the petrol that I used. Currently am using RON95. Maybe I should go back to RON97? But that's gonna push up my petrol expense by around RM200 a month? Hmm, something to think about. 80k mileage coming soon... perhaps before the year ends. To change my timing belt alone would cost me ard RM400+ ex the usual major service routine. OMG!

Anyway, I went back home, lazy to call this dude back so I texted him. After a few minutes, he called me back until Cyan arrived and continue talking for awhile before he finally agreed to hang up the phone. Not long after, Hanijoe and Irna arrived and off we went to pick up our Satay Kajang and shopping @Bazar Ramadhan. We had a gala time shopping and preparing for berbuke (though a little bit late) =p Sorry guys. Zue and Zack arrived just in time for berbuke. Hudam, Syidi, Aleesya arrived next, followed by Wafa, Azmil and Aliyya. We had a blast eating together, gossiping as well as playing with babies, fire crackers and Hanijoe's Macbook. I had fun with you guysssssssss... Thanks for coming and do come again. =D

Sedekah

We were told to be kind and caring when we were little so I used to enjoy giving out money to sad-looking beggers when I went to pasar malam etc. Not much, maybe just a few sens from my 70 sens daily allowance but I was glad to know that a person could have maybe half a meal at least from the little money I gave.

When I started working, I came to understand how hard earning money actually is. At the beginning of my career, I had to even take up several part-time jobs to sustain my life and also fund my wedding. Then I took time to actually look at these beggers. Some beggers are blind people, guided by a normal healthy person. Why don't this healthy person work and support the blind person instead? Maybe the healthy person is "working" for the blind, and the blind "job" is to get sympathy from other people. Then came an article pointing out how much these beggers actually earn. Some earn a whopping 5 figures monthly. That's more than I make myself... Why should I give my hard-earned money to them! The article also pointed out one begger, who can afford to take "leave" a few days monthly, live in a comfortable house and even own a car! Then you see stories like Slumdog Millionaire, highlighting syndicates kidnapping children and exploiting them to beg. Today we this have in The Star newspaper: Malaysia – a foreign beggars’ haven. Click here to read it yourself. Or even this (scroll down after the Raja Azmi story to read: Berita Minggu reported that foreign beggars could collect up to RM300 a day at Ramadan bazaars especially those in posh residential areas.)

This is why I stop giving out money to beggers now. Sometimes when I eat out, these people will come over and ask for money. Some look realllllyyyy bad... I pity them. BUT NO! I am not gonna be fuelling this industry. Just to make myself feel better about it, I have to actively look for proper institution to give to or at least pay my zakat and hope they will use the money right. May I still have a blessed rezeki from Allah. InsyaAllah.

Lombok

One of hubby's employee, 22, is getting engaged today. This girl is gonna be his 4th wife. Hmm, impressive? Pekerja ladang from Lombok can manage 4 wives? How did he even manage to get wives that easily? Apparently, ada ilmu lah. He even offered to teach my hubby that. Oh no! Please don't fall for that hubby. I love you so very much. Don't do that to me.

I Have A Lot of Growing Up To Do

If I think staying home on weekends cleaning the house + do laundry and waking up in the wee hours in the morning to prepare sahur is enough to fulfill my duty as a wife, I am clearly living in my own dream world. This entry is a follow up on yesterday's PMS = sulking entry. Last night I threw a tantrum in front of my husband. Here's the story.

Hubby has been busy for about 2 weeks now. He has been coming back very late and very tired. On top of that, it is fasting month AND he had food poisoning where he was experiencing diarrhea and stomach ache, resulting in him to frequent the toilet more often than usual. CLEARLY, he was very very tired. But this sweet loving husband of mine still insisted to come home to me every night although it is wayyy past mid-night and even when his family members (worried about his lack of sleep) try to persuade him to just stay over in Nilai and offered to send him home for sahur. That is notably very sweet of him.

In a parallel world, I have been wanting to watch Inception, Salt and The Sorcerer's Apprentice with him since the movies were launched but we were either too tired or too busy to catch any screening at the nearest cinema. Yesterday, while browsing through the screening time, I realised that Inception will soon be phased out from the cinema so I told hubby about it and he said he'll try to rush back and see if we can catch it.

He arrived home ard 10-ish and called me out. I went into his car and wonder where we were going. He said "I thought you wanted to watch Inception". I replied "Oh, this late? Next show is 11.45pm in Mid-Valley..." Thinking I have to wake up around 4.45am to prepare sahur, and the movie would probably end around 3am, I was not really up for it. But I am not fasting (as I am currently having my period) I could probably just take coffee to last me through the day. However, when I look at him, he was yawning constantly and looked very very tired. So I said, lets go buy DVD instead. He asked me thousands of times whether I am sure with my decision coz obviously the DVD won't be of good quality. All I know is I want to watch Inception and since he is home with me now, and came back just to spend time with me, might as well. So we went ahead and the drama begins.

I opened the lock to my house. There was a sliding door right after the grill but I went ahead and bang my whole body against it. Of course, it is funny but it was also painful. Hubby was laughing at me and I was waiting for him to rub the pain away. But he was taking his time. Open his car's door, one after another, Open it again, Check the boot... Still not done. What the hell was he looking for? So I yelled, "Cepat laaaa... sakit nih" and he was still laughing and said "Itu laa dulu gelakkan org".

Guess what I did. In pain and so mad that he was laughing at me instead of soothing me, I threw the lock on the ground!!! Hubby, with all the stuff in his hand, was not happy I did that and complained, "Jangan la macam nih. Baik tak payah balik awal." Urghhh... Benci. Mmg takyah balik awal kalau nak irritate orang. I stormed inside and waited in front of the front door. He didn't come in. After rubbing the pain away myself, I went back outside to check on him. Apparently, he dropped all his stuff on the ground too, head down on his new Triton. So I picked up his stuff, picked up the lock and the house key, tried to pushed him in but he would't budge. So I just went inside.

I went straight to the kitchen, washed my dirty dishes while crying and went straight to bed. Not in the mood to watch movie... All the while, he was smoking, sitting comfortably on the back of his new triton. Only after he had gain enough strength to deal with me, he came up and comforted me and asked me to watch movie with him downstairs. Melted that he at least still try to make that effort, I went for it, but after just 10 mins, he fell asleep on the couch beside me. Feeling sleepy myself, I woke him up and dragged him upstairs. Back to normality...

PMS Mode - Part 2

Okay. PMS got the better of me last night. Though instead of lashing out, I ended up sulking the whole night. Great...

PMS mode

At this very moment, I am fighting off a very strong urge to lash out at my husband although he didn't exactly do anything wrong.

Dream/Nightmare

I am the kind of person who dreams frequently, almost every night actually. Sometimes I remember exactly what happened in the dream. Sometimes I choose to not remember anything. I had a horrible dream last night. That being a nightmare, of course I do not want to remember the details but I do remember seeing blood bath scenes. I am just glad that when I woke up from the nightmare, hubby was already home. He erases all my worries and anxiety by just being there. He has been working very hard lately and coming home late... leaving me to go to sleep without him. Miss him already...

My All New PC

Hello, earthlings! Just got back from Mines with hubby and Ayet. Here's the result.
Desktop full spec minus CD ROM: 1,039.
20" LG Monitor: 388
Logitech keyboard: 30
AVF VGA to RCA Cable 1.8m for wii =D :30
Belkin 6 Way Surge Protection: 155
Extra 3% for using credit card
Total: RM 1,693

Huaaaaaaa. Wayyyyyyyy over budget. Reason being abg's old desktop is a little obsolete. Changing one part will require me changing another. A 256mb RAM? Who uses that anymore. Next is my ink catridge and table for the gadgets. Good night.

Welcome, Ramadhan =)

Selamat Menyambut Ramadhan, everyone...

I have a few things that I plan to achieve this Ramadhan.

Lets see later whether I manage to meet the target or not.

Hehe.

Geek-y Weekend

Last Sunday was one of those running errands day. After getting back from Nilai and did my laundry, I went straight back to KL with Irna and Asserk to deal with mummy's BB stuff (separate line under Maxis, fill in form at Digi etc). The matter has not been settled yet due to some backlog and some misunderstanding on Maxis side... But I don't want to dwell on that.

On top of that, I was looking for a monitor for my soon-to-be-set-up PC. Surveying ard, I came across Samsung 21.5" monitor with HD resolution for RM583. Hubby went to Mines and found the same item for 550 which I think a good enough buy without me having to squeeze my way through PC fair at KL Convention Centre. Hubby also went looking at some other models but I insisted on the full HD resolution.

At the same time, abang's desktop, which I "kidnapped" last week was at the repair centre. The guy called me up saying that it was a hard disk problem. I asked how much would it cost me for them to replace the item for me and how many Gb will it be, and how much would it cost me if I just buy the hard disk elsewhere and get them to just install it for me? After I hang up the phone, I feel like such a geek dealing with all this stuff but truth is, I am no geek at all with the amount of knowledge I have on all these technical devices. Lucky Ayet (hubby's cousin) tells us that he can repair the desktop for us so I don't have to incur repair charges. I only have to belanje him makan... Fair enough =) So I took back the desktop from the shop without having to pay for anything (Thank God... I thought they would charge me for identifying the problem for me.)

That night, hubby and I went out with Ayet and Ayet got to use his geeky knowledge to (really) gain my attention. He explained all about the resolution stuff and told me I don't need a full HD for my monitor... Computer does not support that high of a reso (or I would have to change my graphic card, which I don't need since we won't be using it for serious kick-ass games). Even if I would like to connect my wii to it, console games, even more so wii, does not support Hi-Def reso. So I can just proceed buying a cheaper monitor version.

All in all, it was a geeky weekend but most of the things are still pending. Supposed to go Mines shopping all the stuff above with hubby and Ayet last Sunday but since all of us were too bz, we postponed it to next Sunday. Hopefully all the things above will be settled by next Sunday. One week is enough as a gadget geek. =p (perasan mode la kan)