I am back in job hunting mode. but this time I am using Malaysian way
it's Who-you-know rather than What-you-know
We were talking about the possibility of certain job's requirement need me to travel quite a bit.
and the guy was a bit apprehensive about my marriage situation would be if I were to accept the job.
I politely told him that we are not a clingy couple who need to be in each other arms every night and day.
He misread it by thinking there's a red flag in my communion.
hahahaha
***********
M and I are two different person and personality.
I would not deny that in a heart beat.
Sometimes it makes me wonder what actually keeping us both in this marriage cause we definitely dont have the chemistry.
It's completely 2 different heads in world's politic, environment, culture or even curtain picking.
screwed that opposite attract thing cause nothing attract me with his pain opinionated whatever head may be.
but again his characters make me stick to him like a glue. not all the time but in a way of I-would-never-ever-found-a-guy-like-him.
hmm.. feel like to give my Man a big hug
Friday, February 22, 2013
Wednesday, February 13, 2013
I love you
the first time in my entire life I uttered these 3 words to any homosapiens alive was to M, 2 hours after the aqad.
err.. actually I think I did say I love you to Jordan Knight and Donnie Walhberg. Numerous times.
and in return, they sang a love song to me.
Percayakah? Ahaks
******
Few nites ago, we had a Malaysian Cultural Night. As usual, I was in-charged in cooking department with a group of amazing adiks tino and jate.
Since I promised dearest M to go back with him, I had to bid adieu before everyone else. All happy and in jolly mood, the girls thanked me and when I reached to the junction girls, they would go extra mile by saying * I ❤ U *. to me.
Instead of saying something wise or smart like *me too!*. A foolish me just made a cricket sound and smile.
But I am more than convinced that they knew, the word " I love you " can't even translate the feelings I have for them.
How sweet and thoughtful it sounds but when it comes to the love word, it brings me more sadness than happiness.
less they know.
*******
of course, these adiks are not the 1st who proclaimed their sisterly love publicly to me. Indeed, I didnt reply in verbally or writing that much. very rare indeed.
how easy the lips muttered those 3 words during happy moment, people have the slightest idea how despair it is when it said during tears rolling down the cheeks, minutes away to wave last goodbye with the uncertainty of future meetings.
I still vividly remembered the *I love you kak* whispered to my ears during those goodbye hugs. the *i love you, kak* text message. the cards etc.
it was the most intense *I love you* I could ever received from someone whose relationship with me is a 4 years (some is more) friendship.
How could I reply *I love you* when one day, without doubt, instead with smile and laughter, it will end in tears.
err.. actually I think I did say I love you to Jordan Knight and Donnie Walhberg. Numerous times.
and in return, they sang a love song to me.
Percayakah? Ahaks
******
Few nites ago, we had a Malaysian Cultural Night. As usual, I was in-charged in cooking department with a group of amazing adiks tino and jate.
Since I promised dearest M to go back with him, I had to bid adieu before everyone else. All happy and in jolly mood, the girls thanked me and when I reached to the junction girls, they would go extra mile by saying * I ❤ U *. to me.
Instead of saying something wise or smart like *me too!*. A foolish me just made a cricket sound and smile.
But I am more than convinced that they knew, the word " I love you " can't even translate the feelings I have for them.
How sweet and thoughtful it sounds but when it comes to the love word, it brings me more sadness than happiness.
less they know.
*******
of course, these adiks are not the 1st who proclaimed their sisterly love publicly to me. Indeed, I didnt reply in verbally or writing that much. very rare indeed.
how easy the lips muttered those 3 words during happy moment, people have the slightest idea how despair it is when it said during tears rolling down the cheeks, minutes away to wave last goodbye with the uncertainty of future meetings.
I still vividly remembered the *I love you kak* whispered to my ears during those goodbye hugs. the *i love you, kak* text message. the cards etc.
it was the most intense *I love you* I could ever received from someone whose relationship with me is a 4 years (some is more) friendship.
How could I reply *I love you* when one day, without doubt, instead with smile and laughter, it will end in tears.
Friday, January 25, 2013
Chocolate
The other night, I was enjoying Choki Choki while cooking.
M came and stood beside me.
I tried to ignore him as much as I can cause I know he was about to say something irritating.
M: (sambil tersengih2) you dont have enough chocolate, do you?
Ignore je akak cun. dont encourage him. So, I just took one glance at him.
M: (muka tak puas because I chose to ignore him) I guess you are done with all the chocolate bar, you have to find something chocolaty in liquid form.
Ignore akak cun Ignore. dia letih nanti dia diam la
M: (with gelak setan) I betcha one day they will come out in vaporize form so you can just inhale the chocolate gas.
AC: kalau keluaq coklat gas pun, yang hang dok susah hati sangat pasaipa?
M: said what?!!
who has the last laugh now.
M came and stood beside me.
I tried to ignore him as much as I can cause I know he was about to say something irritating.
M: (sambil tersengih2) you dont have enough chocolate, do you?
Ignore je akak cun. dont encourage him. So, I just took one glance at him.
M: (muka tak puas because I chose to ignore him) I guess you are done with all the chocolate bar, you have to find something chocolaty in liquid form.
Ignore akak cun Ignore. dia letih nanti dia diam la
M: (with gelak setan) I betcha one day they will come out in vaporize form so you can just inhale the chocolate gas.
AC: kalau keluaq coklat gas pun, yang hang dok susah hati sangat pasaipa?
M: said what?!!
who has the last laugh now.
Sunday, January 20, 2013
pujian
M has this habit of praising my cooking in front of strangers or friends.
The other day, he had a lunch conference at Canadian Museum of Nature. One of the hors d'oeuvre was vege spring rolls.
After a bite of spring rolls, M said to the server , "my wife's is better. She's oriental, that's why she knows how to make it"
Amboi! Amboi!
and that's not the 1st time.
Of course it's flattering okay but he said that jokingly. Or on the other hand to agitate someone. and that's my friend, is L.A.M.E.
********
The good thing about living abroad with limited resources and access to the our own local herbs and spices make my oh-no-so-great Malaysian dishes become superbly delish to our Malaysian friends, guests and students who apparently in dire straits of longing for local cuisine.
Usually a long list of compliments thrown at me after dinner/lunch and they kept telling M, he is such a lucky guy to have a wife who cooks very good yada yada until M's face turned green to puke.
Me?! mestilah ahkak cun tersengih2 macam kerang busuk and that makes M's face greener and sicked to the stomach.
Until one last straw, one of our guests asked M whether he knew I was a good cook before we got married. My lovely dear husband gave a big chuckled with no answer, and I pretty much almost sprayed my guest's face with ayaq teh.
He We just kept the guest in the dark.ahaks
After they gone, M looked at me. Trying to be so politically correct, M said
" Were you a good cook before we got married, my God, were you that 'good' the 1st 5 years of our marriage?"
pfttt.. bengong
oh yes. that's pretty much his face when he ate my cooking at the early stage of our marriage. hahahah
The other day, he had a lunch conference at Canadian Museum of Nature. One of the hors d'oeuvre was vege spring rolls.
After a bite of spring rolls, M said to the server , "my wife's is better. She's oriental, that's why she knows how to make it"
Amboi! Amboi!
and that's not the 1st time.
Of course it's flattering okay but he said that jokingly. Or on the other hand to agitate someone. and that's my friend, is L.A.M.E.
********
The good thing about living abroad with limited resources and access to the our own local herbs and spices make my oh-no-so-great Malaysian dishes become superbly delish to our Malaysian friends, guests and students who apparently in dire straits of longing for local cuisine.
Usually a long list of compliments thrown at me after dinner/lunch and they kept telling M, he is such a lucky guy to have a wife who cooks very good yada yada until M's face turned green to puke.
Me?! mestilah ahkak cun tersengih2 macam kerang busuk and that makes M's face greener and sicked to the stomach.
Until one last straw, one of our guests asked M whether he knew I was a good cook before we got married. My lovely dear husband gave a big chuckled with no answer, and I pretty much almost sprayed my guest's face with ayaq teh.
After they gone, M looked at me. Trying to be so politically correct, M said
" Were you a good cook before we got married, my God, were you that 'good' the 1st 5 years of our marriage?"
pfttt.. bengong
Thursday, January 17, 2013
pesan memesan
I actually have no problem buy things for people especially to my friends. Of course, I dont mind do a little extra things for them but to their friends or relatives. err mom and pop or kins, i pretty much can take it but cousins, aunts..err sori naik lori lah
I mean if you want to pesan or whatnot. Tell me what you want, I dont give crap about the model or whatever hue they have in stock. I am doing people a favor here. dont people just get it?!!
Unless they pay me a handsome money for the trips, time and energy. My service is your command.
I am getting tired
I mean if you want to pesan or whatnot. Tell me what you want, I dont give crap about the model or whatever hue they have in stock. I am doing people a favor here. dont people just get it?!!
Unless they pay me a handsome money for the trips, time and energy. My service is your command.
I am getting tired
Monday, January 14, 2013
Thursday, January 10, 2013
kacak?
I hangout with few girls. they talked about a guy who apparently looked like a famous nasyeed singer.
of course they went ooh and aahh.
As expected, they asked me whether I share the same view.
hmm..girls. I lived in LA for 4 years
Even a face like that nasyeed guy is bersepah2. let alone a guy who looks like him.
of course they went ooh and aahh.
As expected, they asked me whether I share the same view.
hmm..girls. I lived in LA for 4 years
Even a face like that nasyeed guy is bersepah2. let alone a guy who looks like him.
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