Yey.... I didn't miss the fireworks

It's 5 minutes before 12 am when suddenly Naqib asked me if I wanted to see the fireworks.

"Tak nampak la, ade pokok kacau view KLCC."

"Bukan dari rumah la.. Kita naik kereta la gi somewhere."

Before my mom said yes, I grabbed my purse and handphone, screamed to Naqib to move his ass faster and we were on the way to Sunway. 2 minutes before the fireworks, we parked ourselves at a petrol station with few other cars.

In many months this was the first time I came out at midnight. This was truly merdeka. Suddenly I didn't want to watch to fireworks. I want to enjoy the moment. The moment that will be lost another 10 minutes.

After finishing my studies and back to my parents house, I was back with the curfew rules. After 4 years of rebellious, I miss my freedom. I miss the late night outings. I miss the midnight shows. I miss the premier night of a movie. I miss the late night supper at Hartamas. I miss the heart shape waffle at Hartamas. I miss the quiet and empty road at night. I miss wandering around Bangsar late at night. I miss the look at UM pak guard when I came in at 3am (before they became strict which was enforced last year. They spoilt my final year). I miss the eerie feeling when going to both 1st and 12th colleges' toilet at 4am. I miss driving around UM 3 times in 4.30am. Mostly I miss the driver that usually did all of above with me. (and yes, I'm a night owl. Definitely not a morning person.)

What merdeka means to me this year? I don't know. I never know what merdeka means to me personally. Pathetic. I don't know.

My life has always been restricted in any forms until I could mould myself into respectful woman (that's what I thought). That's was 4 years ago. Then I came to uni and life changed. I'm with Zainal, I had family feud and I gained my self-confidence and independent. But I still not that bad la if you looked from far. Inside, I had grown tremendously this last 2 years especially. Did I find my freedom? No, I'm still scared and still can't made any decision. And I'm still searching my self-freedom.

However, I'm happy and proud that my country has merdeka for 49th years... Happy Merdeka Day everyone.

When I Grow Up, I Want To Be...

Kids nowadays can have their inspiration what to become when they grow up by just watching tv. Back then when Chicago Hope and ER were very popular, they were a lot of people who wanted to be a doctor. I think that syndrom had effected my batch since in my Asasi year, everybody wanted to be a doctor. As the result, if you only you get 4.00 CGPA, you will be accepted to do medicine. Some people that I know, who tak sedar diri dapat 2.7, wanted to take medic also. I remember his mother talked to me about even if his CGPA was low, if he was given a chance to do medic, he will excelled. Come on la... there were thousands of people who deserved more than him. At the end he went to Indonesia to do medic.

Anyway, back to the topic. Tv shows today showed a lot of specific job in their stories. I'm talking about American tv shows la. Malaysia tv shows always limited to businessman (I don't know what business they do), minah kilang, secretary and mat rempit (is it a job?). As if la that's the only job that Malaysian do. Well, the tv shows (American) like ER, Chicago Hope, House MD, Grey's Anatomy and Scrubs focused the profession in medical especially doctors. (I hope after watching Scrubs, the kids would understand that doctors are not perfect okay). Then there's lawyer with Ally Macbeal, The Practice and Boston Legal. Cops come next with NYPD Blues, Cops and Law and Order. The forensic team was shown in the CSI series (CSI: Miami, CSI:Las Vegas and CSI: New York) and Numb3rs. The firefighters in Rescue Me. Even politician get their show in The West Wing. So my question is where the hell is engineers?

The only show that show the magnificent (ehem, ehem) of an engineer is Prison Break (the season 2 is out already!!). The main character in the story was a structural engineer. Even though he's in the jail, but he was in there with a purpose, to free his brother. And the best part was he has planned everything to escape from the prison. That's what unique about an engineer. They are always precise, accurate and don't take chances. Everything is well planned and every error will have compensation. When I was watching Prison Break, first time I felt so proud to be an engineer. (Even though I'm not working yet, but I'm in this area, okay.)

Engineers always become the shadows behind everything. When you watch ER where the doctors were saving the patients life using the defibrillator and patient monitor to monitor the patients, have you ever think that all the equipments were designed, built and maintained by biomedical engineers? (Nak promote biomedic engineering skit kat sini). Imagine this situation... A patient was rushed into the emergency room, dying. The heart beat has become slower and if nothing was done, the patient might died. Can doctor save him without defib? Do you think doctor was strong enough to press his chest to get back the patient normal heart beat? Think about that....

Well, let's not mention the job of civil engineers, mechanical engineers, electrical engineers, computer engineers, material engineers, petroleum engineers and industrial engineers. There are a lot of engineers in this world but no show about this one noble job? (How the kids want to appreciate this job?). Maybe Malaysian scriptwriter can make one (but please do your homework first la Malaysian writer, kekadang tu nampak sangat tak logik dan tak betul.)

To engineers out there, you the nation's builder...

Why Mosquitoes Like Me Very Much

Everything in this world was made with a purpose by Allah. They might not directly useful to human but they might means a lot to other creature. So every fauna and flora in this world must be protected from exctinction.

If, I mean if, you were given a wish to make an animal, whether it's wild animal, insect or whatever under the animal kingdom to become exctinct and gone from this world, which one will you choose?

I obviously vote mosquitoes and ants (oklah, I pick two). However, mosquitoes will win my vote anytime. Mosquitoes must really hate me or love me (depends whether you are on my side or the insect's side). Whenever there's a mosquito, I'm the first person who will get bite. Before people realise there's mosquitoes in that area, I can know already by the red marks on my body. Experts have making a lot of studies about people like me. Here's a few that I managed to google.

"Experiments show that, like Rubenstein, some people are just irresistible to mosquitoes, and others, like her husband, don't have the same allure. It's not just a myth."

"Then there's your skin: Scientists have found isolated compounds on the body's largest organ that may attract different types of mosquitoes, depending on how the chemicals are combined. A blend of three--lactic acid, acetone, and dimethyl disulfide--is particularly appealing to the mosquito that carries yellow fever, says Dan Kline, a research entomologist at the U.S. Department of Agriculture's Agricultural Research Service in Gainesville, Fla. Mosquitoes from Brazil and the United States were attracted to slightly different combinations of these chemicals, he says, suggesting attractants also vary by geography.

They also vary by person. Takken's group just completed a study of mosquito appeal among 28 human volunteers. (They used a special chamber that funnels human scents to the mosquitoes but protects volunteers from actually getting bitten.) "There was a consistent difference in who was least attractive and who was most attractive," says Takken. "Some people simply produce more of compound X than compound Z." One study from Australia even suggests your genes may hold the keys to what makes a mosquito decide that you make a good meal."

-US News

Apparently Malaysian mosquitoes love me.

"Scientists do know that genetics account for a whopping 85% of our susceptibility to mosquito bites. They've also identified certain elements of our body chemistry that, when found in excess on the skin's surface, make mosquitoes swarm closer.

"People with high concentrations of steroids or cholesterol on their skin surface attract mosquitoes," Butler tells WebMD. That doesn't necessarily mean that mosquitoes prey on people with higher overall levels of cholesterol, Butler explains. These people simply may be more efficient at processing cholesterol, the byproducts of which remain on the skin's surface."

"Any type of carbon dioxide is attractive, even over a long distance," Conlon says. Larger people tend to give off more carbon dioxide, which is why mosquitoes typically prefer munching on adults to small children. Pregnant women are also at increased risk, as they produce a greater-than-normal amount of exhaled carbon dioxide. Movement and heat also attract mosquitoes.

-Web MD

I got high cholesterol on my skin? Might be, especially after I put on some weight lately. But the genetic part might be true too. But I get bite first than others in the family (exceptional if Naqib also in the range. He will get first, then only me).

Well, since no solid evidence has been discovered by the scientist, I might has to deal with all the mosquitoes which is biting me at this very moment. It's annoying especially when they buzzed at your ear when you are trying to sleep. The worst part is, I can't stand the smell of the insect repellant spray; I can get asthma attack. So my hope is depends on other mosquito repellent that doesn't smell so much especially those which use electric power.

By the way, I heard there's a plant that mosquitoes hate. If there is any, I really want it.

You are not alone

Sometimes in life you think that you are all alone and forgotten by others. You think that life has abondoned you and time moves faster than you can catch up. You sulked and sat at the corner of the room just to make way to others so that they don't trip over you. You hated yourself for being such a loser. Everybody is so succesful but you.... depressed at home. Pathetic.

Then the handphone beeped. A message received. A long lost friend congrats you and missed you. You smiled. Another message received. A former roommates who always put a smile on your face texted that she loves you and also missed you. Your smile grew bigger. Another beep. A new friend that you just met asked how are you. Then another beep. Your love one messaged that he loves you. You grinned alone.

Who said that you are alone?

One Proud Day

After 4 years in UM, finally came the day where everybody was allowed to be as proud as they can be. The convocation day! Engineering faculty was on Thursday and I was excited like hell. Who wouldn't be? After 4 years struggling (more than 4 years actually. It started the moment I chose science stream back in form 4) of maths, assignment, thesis and exams, finally the day that people can recognized you as somebody who is worth to employ for. Let's pictures speak for that day.

The proud moment.

The proud parents.The proud boyfriend. (ye ke? My tudung didn't do me justice that day)The proud classmates (half of class la).

Weeeee.....

Random Quiz for a Boring Night

What the?

You Are 64% Scary

Sorry to break it to you, but you're a pretty scary chick. Men don't know what you'll do or say next, and that freaks them out.

Do You Scare Off Men?

This is better

Let's Call You a Silver Digger

You don't weigh a man's appeal only on his income But you've never been known to turn down a free dinner Does this make you sleezy? Not at all! Just make sure not to miss out on your dream guy... Income brackets can change :-)

Are You A Gold Digger?

Hmmmm....

Your Spicy Score: Mild

You may not make the hottest first impression.. But you're definitely the type of girl that sticks in a guy's mind. You prefer to play things cool. You know that good things come to those who wait. And the amazing thing about you is that you get hotter over time!

How Spicy Are You?

Last but not least....

Your Love Quote

Love is like pi -- natural, irrational, and very important.

What Love Quote Suits You?

Story of a Love

This is the story of my cousin...

My cousin, X (not the real name) was coupled with Y (not the real name) for 6 years. So this year they decided to engage. But apparently Y parents not very excited about this coz they postponed it 2 times when my uncle and aunt wanted to visit them. Their reasons were unacceptable such as there were too many wedding they have to attend, too many people going to hajj and they have to visit etc. Finally they agreed on a date and all the preparations was on the way.

Until a week before the engagement, Y father called X to ask about the hantaran and all. X frankly told Y's father to discuss that matter with his parents on the engagement day. But Y's father was furious and told Y that X was hard to deal with even before marrying Y. He then called X's father and cancelled the engagement.

X was furious (and he also quite stubborn la, no doubt) and agreed with all things. We asked him to call Y and discussed about this but he refused. He refused to pujuk Y's father because he said that Y's father has hurted his father and must apologized to his father. At the end, they broke up.

Three months later, we (my family la) got a call from my aunt (X's mother) that X was going to get engaged. But with other girl, Z (not the real name too). We were shocked as X and Y was broke up just 3 months ago. I was wondering if this is the case of rebound guy? (Cleo had warned all girls about rebound guy, get away from them). But X insisted on it, and we just went along with him. X and Z even wanted to shorten their engagement period. Futhermore, Z's family was welcoming us with so much joy and happiness which is so opposite with Y's family.

Last Sunday, X came to our house. He always come to our house, so it's quite normal. After he went back, my grandma told me what he told her. X was very quiet person, so to have him talk was quite difficult. But that day, my grandma said he volunteered talking and telling my grandma about his feeling.

Apparently, Z wanted the whole marriage thing to go so fast. X was still in vague about the whole process. When asked about the ring which was about to give to Y, X said he gave Y as birthday present last month. He remembered that Y really like that ring when he bought it. He said he still can't forget Y. From what my grandma gathered, if Y wanted him back (of course she wants la, but the parents was the problem) X would definitely want her back too.

Well, from my view, I don't know if I can fall in love with other people and get married after just 3 months of knowing him. And, the break up was not even our fault. I felt pity with X and Y. They loved each other but Y's parents were selfish enough to acknowledge their love. (Don't give some bullshit about they are not suitable. Both are them are graduated accountant and my cousin came from good family). I don't know other people. Some people said that no matter how long you know him but if it's not your fate, you'll never be together too. Hmmm....

Ajal dan jodoh semuanya di tangan Tuhan.

Wangi Jadi Saksi

An attempt to be cultured and also out of curiousity, I went to see Wangi Jadi Saksi play at Panggung DBP last Saturday. After stucked in Saturday afternoon traffic jam, we arrived there 10 minutes late and thank God they just opened the door when we arrived.

The story was very simple actually if you understand. It's about Dang Wangi who was Hang Jebat's wife (I didn't know this. All I know was Balai Polis Dang Wangi. Hehe) who witnessed the conflict between Hang Tuah and Hang Jebat. This story was told with flasbacks. According Dang Wangi's story, Jebat was not killed by Tuah but by Patih Kerma Wijaya. Furthermore, during the 7 days and 7 nights of 'fighting' between Tuah and Jebat was actually more of a talk and discussion between both of them. Hmmm.... (Now I'm more confuse of history than I already have since secondary school).

After the play finished, there's a Q&A session with casts, writer and producer. Even U-Wei Hj Shaari (he wrote this) himself explained about the play. They even distributed notes about acting in theatre. (Now I understand what bullshit ruang-ruang that Adlin always said in the AF. The notes explained the ruang-ruang we have in a play. No wonder la he always stress that stuff.) Soon I found out that day they have this session because there's a lot of student attending the play.

This play was not as majestic as PGL The Musical. Even the prop they used looked not very nice. Something that prevent me from fall asleep was the present of ninja-ninja (they were the production team). All I can say is that after this, the attempt of culturing myself will be limited to musical theatre only. No heavy drama like this, especially when your BM result was a shame to your BM teachers. Hihi.

Anyway, this is more details and more academic (!) la review from shahnon.

The gang with Vanidah Imran as Dang Wangi.

(Amik gambar ni dari blog shahnon) The opening curtain. I try to read it, but half way I forgot what I read earlier. Alamak, ni la akibat dah lama sangat tak baca jawi. Merangkak-rangkak.

S Size Robe

It was raining softly outside as if trying not to wake the neighbourhood. The weather was perfect for sleeping in. I was in my blanket when I heard unfamiliar irritating sound so close to my left ear. Then only I realized it was my handphone alarm. God, the weather was perfect and do I have to wake up. Oh yes, I had to collect my convo robe today.. Hmmm, 5 minutes more okay.. I promised I'll wake up. 40 minutes later I awake hastily when I realized my 5 minutes had gone too long. Quickly I took a shower, ate breakfast and arrived in UM 45 minutes late than what I promised Yon.

Surprise, surprise. The line for queueing has extended to the parking lot which roughly around 1-2 km long (am I being exaggerated?). What the? It was only 8 am and the counter open at 9 am. So this is the kiasu Malaysian (so am I). Frantically, I dialled Liya. No answer. Second hope, Nida. No answer. Damn it. Are they planning to abandon me because I'm late. Positive-thinking, Mun.... Last hope, Kak Farah. Yup, she answered and asked me to find Nida and Liya. At first try, I saw them already. With sweet smile (and sugar on top with extra creamy syrup sauce) I said hai, chatting away and put myself in that line. Hehe... I saved myself 1 km of standing.

Finally, at 11 am, I got my robe. That's after 3 hours of standing, one pink panther umbrella with 4 heads to share, hearing all the obscene jokes the girls behind me told each other, some gossiping, updates of everybody life, lots of idea for Nida, finally, I got my robe. My precious S size robe. Pweh... My legs were hurt. This was worse than 3 weeks of standing in the trains with high heeled.

I'm so excited for next week. Can't believe the day is coming so fast now.

3 tired faces of Nida, Liya and Hanie. ( the dark surrounding was the theme for that day.... restless and also death look for those who thinks that they can cut the line)....

Baru balik shopping jubah ke bang? Huhu.....