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Thursday, December 17, 2009



I can’t hold on to this already. I need to let it all out and calm myself after this. I’m really sick and tired of (fill in the words). It’s not that I’m complaining but I find this a tad too much. How would you feel if you are doing things for 2-3 people jobs but you’re not been appreciated and it’s more of taking advantage? Some people jolly well knows that I’m fucken tight up with my own sets of projects and department to handle but they are taking advantage more of my kindness by leaving all their shits behind for me to clear. Let me tell you something. First of all, my pay is like peanuts for me to handle all these shits. Secondly, it’s not even written on my job scope/contract. Thirdly, I can’t handle a lot of things all by my fucking self. What do you take me in as for? Robot?

Where is your sense of responsibility? Now, if you are so ignorant about your health, I’m very much pleased to google for you this.

How long does it take to fully recover after an appendix operation?

Ans: Recovery from appendectomy takes a few weeks. Doctors usually prescribe pain medication and ask patients to limit physical activity. Recovery from laparoscopic appendectomy is generally faster. Most people treated for appendicitis recover excellently and rarely need to make any changes in their diet, exercise, or lifestyle.

Read that. It takes just a few weeks. Limit physical activity? I’m very sure you can just sit at the comfort of your own desk and do your work w/o moving around so much. So what is your problem anyway? I know somehow or rather, you will be reading this and if you are reading this, do note that this is not a personal attack to you. I’m expressing out my dissatisfaction regarding your behavior. You should know how much I’m caught up with my own work and now this. I pity you and prays for your fast recovery but this is not the way for you to chunk everything on my already burden shoulder. This isn’t fair at all. How would you like it if I do the same way to you? Are you going to be happy with it? Think maturely. Friend is friends. Personal is personal. And work is work. Don’t mixed it altogether and make it into some inedible rojak. I’ve no appetite to even look what else eat at it.

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Monday, December 07, 2009



Had our 10km Standard Chartered Singapore Marathon yesterday. I have doubts myself whether i could finish the 10 clicks looking at my condition where i've stopped running eversince i left secondary school. But looking at my team mates, it gives me motivation.

On the actual day itself, i saw the esplanade area has turned into some blue pool. Each and every one of them is doing warm up. I became more excited when i saw a lot of elderly people took part on this event. If they can do it, why can't i?

When i saw that im left with 1km more, i became more excited. What's 1km to be compared with 9km that ive gone through? When i saw the "finish" banner up ahead, i speed up and suddenly i felt so proud in accomplishing my 10km marathon. Im yearning to join next year 10km marathon. we'll see how. =)

To my team mates; jocelyn, musthafa and ryan. Congratulation to us for completing our 10km marathon! *pats on the back* Although we did only 1 training, that doesn't mean we give up on actual day. To the rest of Sembawang Shipyard and other participants who took part and complete the marathon, well done to all of you!

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Friday, December 04, 2009



Im updating my basi zoo outing with bambam. The main cause why im delaying this entry is because my laptop was giving me problems. Pixel lines have gone haywire and i have decided to send for servicing after months of procastination. And so here i am, updating this blog with more pictures.

Got free pass to zoo all thanks to my company. Lucky as a staff in Sembawang Shipyard, we have free passes to zoo and birdpark. So we made a trip to visit bambam's bff since he's been pestering me to bring me there. I cooked one of his favourite dish; macaroni goreng early in the morning and we set our foot at zoo around 1.30pm. I was hoping that it will not rain for that day. Lucky us the 1st half of the trip, it was scorching hot. Bambam kept pestering me to watch Elephant shows since the last 2 trips we've made, we didn't get to catch any shows.

Once we set our foot at the hut, it started to pour really badly. It was already 2.45pm and the show will starts at 3.30pm. We were hoping for the rain to stop. The elephants decided to goof around. Exactly at 3.30pm, the rain immediately stop! How irony can it get. Truth be told, i really enjoyed myself with the elephants' show. So Cute and Adorable!

We walked around and once we are done, we proceeded to Sembawang Park for fresh air. Mcm tk puas gitu hari2 mengadap Sembawang Shipyard. Now go dating pon nak mengadap vessel @ SSPL. Apa dah! But overall, i enjoyed myself with bambam.

Bambam, thanks for the date. Although there were hiccups along the way, let's just remember the happy moments that we have. Thanks for being my parrot all the time sayang!

Just reached!
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So Vain!
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Mata mane mata?
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Pygmy hippo! the one who cannot float!
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Hi! Welcome to Australia!!!
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At our favourite section; baboon! The last we went here, we spent almost 2hrs as it was mating season. LOL!
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So cute!
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The one who has been with me through thick and thin. Through the worst and best moments. Thank you for all your patience dealing with this monster of yours. The man who has never given up on me. The one who tries to cultivate me into a better person (although you taught me lots of nonsensical things. hahahaha). Boney Loves Bambam. =D
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Monday, November 30, 2009



I think I am more active in FB than this blog. Every time I click on the new post, I will go blank and decided to blog on the next day and it goes on and on. Since my wedding is the only hot topic presently, I shall blog about it on and on until it’s over (hahahaha). Not trying to show off or what but that’s the only topic that can make me go on and on about.

Yesterday had a short outing with the aunts and cousin. The ultimate purpose for the outing is none other than the wedding itself. First stop is to find the cousins for their outfit. Initially, for family and close relatives I wanted them to don on purple/pink outfit. But since my deco theme is already purple and pink, I don’t want them to blend into the colors and become the “walking deco”. =D So my mum and I have decided to go for black and silver/white for family and close relatives. So as we were searching, we found the perfect outfit. Get the cousins to try and finally I paid for it. Checklist: Done.

From there, we proceeded to one of the shops @ Joo Chiat complex with 2 rationales; to collect my baju nikah & mum’s outfit and also to tailor made my aunt’s outfit. Reached there and my aunt got her sizes checked and all. Suddenly I saw my outfit being hanged beside me. I literally said, “is this my outfit?” So they got me to try it. The moment when I don it, I looked into the mirror and went awe. It’s too gorgeous that I feel of wanting to get solemnize asap!! Hahaha. I was so excited to paid the balance of money and bring it home but I can’t because the outfit needs to do some alteration. Apparently I lose some weight and the outfit is too loose. Tsk tsk. Where else for mak’s outfit, it’s all perfectly and nicely done. So she paid it and it’s already waiting for it to be sent for dry cleaning. I can’t help but to keep on mesmerizing my outfit. So gorgeous!!

Bought my wedding shoe and its 3 inches high which I doubt I will walk nicely on it. For goodness sake, I’ve never worn anything higher than 2 inches and how do you think I can walk elegantly with a 3 inches high? All thanks to my “lovely” height of 168cm that I do not have to wear high heels in order to look tall. Pfft. Wonder how am I going to manage that heel? Everyday starting from yesterday, I’m practicing myself walking on it. Call me crazy but im pretty sure you are going to laugh at me if I lose my steps and stumbled right in front on the crowd. Crazy!

I can’t wait for my outfit selection and photo shoot!! So excited! *wide grin* Look at the countdown ticker at the side of the navigations. It’s a mere of 2 months plus for our wedding. I don’t know if you can feel what im feeling but im having all these mixed emotions. Happy, sad, unsure, excited, blur; everything mixed together. I still remember the 1st time I put up the ticker, it’s another 11 months and 29 days to go. I just cant believe im going to be a wife soon. Needless to say, just drop by more often if you want to read more updates about my wedding. That is if you want to. =)

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Thursday, November 19, 2009



I do not have any topic to blog about but I’m itching to update. What’s new? Suddenly I feel bored at work. Not that I’m very free to start with but I’ve been facing this desktop since morning and all I see is numbers, formulas and more numbers. I don’t understand how my colleagues work. I mean, this office is so quiet and all I could hear is footsteps and people typing. That’s all. When I stand, I could see that all eyes are glued either to the screen, their notes or drawings. How boring!

Up to date, I shall declare myself as a pro multi-tasker. Handling 2 projects and 1 department at a go is the boomz! I’m also self promoting myself as an Asst Engineer as I’m managing some engineering stuffs currently which I thought will end as soon as I finished it but nooooooooooo. It keeps on popping and popping like my pimples which keeps on popping on my face! The heck!

Some mentioned that my blog content is rather discontented but what else can I do? I always have the need to complain mah. Take example my previous 2 entry which I blogged randomly. Bambam confronted me and ask who and what is it about. Obviously I have no answer lah. That is just random and general. Like I’ve said, it’s not targeted to anyone out there. He then said, “yalah. When you blogged like that, sure there’s something wrong and sure it’s for someone.” Aiyah, you can’t be so sure what.

Seriously I really want to change the way I blogged. When I browse through my past 3 year’s entry, it sounded so childish and so mushy. Not that the “mushy” part is bad but when all your entries is full with squishy squashy entries you tend to go, =,=” Really…… I think I’ve grown. Even when I read back bambam’s entry, I had goosebumps! So mushy sey.

Ok, I sidetracked a lot. It’s supposed to be about work right? Righhhhtttttttttttttttttt…….

So what’s again about work? Well, im just working to get paid lor. I seriously miss being in an early childhood field. I really enjoyed working there and I can feel the satisfaction. But with the current economic downturn, I don’t think it’s a wise choice to be in that field. The pay is like peanuts lah and they often said they wanted to revise the salary but up to date; zilch, none, zero, kosong! Still, I don’t think it is a waste for me attaining that bloody paper qualifications in early childhood. I can just use that in the future when they have revise the pay and when it’s much more recognize like Australia; well maybe in 10-20 years time? Shingz! Bambam and I are going to continue our study after our wedding to get his diploma in aerospace while me, a double diploma in business and secretary. Insya’allah, after I attained that bloody paper, I’m going to continue with my degree or take another dip in poly. Life long learning babe! Hopefully our plan goes on well because this is for our future together.

Type punya type, it’s going to be 5.30. Ape lagi? Let’s pack up!

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Sunday, November 15, 2009



This is what we did over the weekends. Bambam tagged with me for Paintball on Saturday at Old Turf City (Bukit Timah) with my Taliban Colleagues from Sembawang Shipyard (hahahaha). Although it was my first time trying this, it was fun (minus the bruises that we had aftermath. It was damn painful when u've been shot with it). Darn whomever that targeted me. Hahahaha. Nahh, kidding!

Im gonna develop these photos and gonna paste it up at our department notice board under "you're on candid camera" section. Hehehe. Those who missed out this event for the 2nd time, too bad. You've missed out the fun part. =p. Enough typing and so here comes the picture. More pixies waxies for eye candy over at FB.

Pardon my morning face. hahaha
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Putting on our vest
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All geared up! I simply adore this pic!
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Briefing
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When the siren has begun, take cover, target, aim and shoot!
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The starting. Notice the green colour paint? Not many targeted me but wait till u see the next pic
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See those green paints?
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Having our breaks
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It's a wrap! The whole team
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For those who havent tried this, what are you waiting for? Go and try it! Loosen up a bit, let your hairs down and have fun!

So what am i going to do now?? it's time to clean my room and throw all my things away. Like Finally! Taaaaa!

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Monday, November 09, 2009



fan-ta-sy  [fan-tuh-see, -zee]
–noun

1. imagination, esp. when extravagant and unrestrained.

2. the forming of mental images, esp. wondrous or strange fancies; imaginative conceptualizing.

3. a mental image, esp. when unreal or fantastic; vision: a nightmare fantasy.

4. Psychology. an imagined or conjured up sequence fulfilling a psychological need; daydream.

5. a hallucination.

6. a supposition based on no solid foundation; visionary idea; illusion: dreams of Utopias and similar fantasies.

7. caprice; whim.

8. an ingenious or fanciful thought, design, or invention.

9. Also, fantasia. Literature. an imaginative or fanciful work, esp. one dealing with supernatural or unnatural events or characters: The stories of Poe are fantasies of horror.

10. Music. fantasia (def. 1).
–verb (used with object), verb (used without object)

11. to form mental images; imagine; fantasize.

12. Rare. to write or play fantasias.

de-pres-sion [di-presh-uhn]
–noun

1. the act of depressing.

2. the state of being depressed.

3. a depressed or sunken place or part; an area lower than the surrounding surface.

4. sadness; gloom; dejection.

5. Psychiatry. a condition of general emotional dejection and withdrawal; sadness greater and more prolonged than that warranted by any objective reason. Compare clinical depression.

6. dullness or inactivity, as of trade.

7. Economics. a period during which business, employment, and stock-market values decline severely or remain at a very low level of activity.

8. the Depression. Great Depression.

9. Pathology. a low state of vital powers or functional activity.

10. Astronomy. the angular distance of a celestial body below the horizon; negative altitude.

11. Surveying. the angle between the line from an observer or instrument to an object below either of them and a horizontal line.

12. Physical Geography. an area completely or mostly surrounded by higher land, ordinarily having interior drainage and not conforming to the valley of a single stream.

13. Meteorology. an area of low atmospheric pressure.


For a kick start, what I am about to blog here is plainly GENERAL. I’m not trying to shoot a bull’s eyes or what. I found that some people fantasize too much about certain things and they tend to hover it to their daily life. Yeah, everyone fantasize about having a good life, family, partners, so on and so fourth. But does it trigger you that eventually you’re facing REALITY?

They tend to fantasize it too much and they want everything to go their way, which sometimes is freaking ludicrous. NOT everything will go your way and NOT everything that you do/dream is going to be perfect. FUCK perfections, it doesn’t exist overnight! So, when what they fantasize doesn’t go the way it should be, some may develop depression. When you are depressed, you tend to find everything/everyone is against you and you feel that they don’t understand you when the actual FUCK is, you fucking don’t understand yourself. You tend to blame others than seeking the solution to the problem. Barking here and there, I supposed it’s for gaining sympathy votes? Bugger! *roll eyes*

Look, take a time to ponder it. Try and LEARN about yourself first. Love yourself first before you expect people to loves you. Respect others before others do. Please eh. Cinderella, Snow White, Beauty and the beast and all doesn’t exist in real life (except for Sleeping Beauty because I can just continue sleeping without waking up. And I want to emphasize again that this entry is not to bring down people. I’m just sharing my opinion. If you don’t agree, it’s all up to you. If you think this entry is purposely written for you, what more can I say? *shrugs*

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Affiliates

Mak Andam: RH Bridal
Her Deco: Decorama
His Deco: Al Emma Wedding Creations
Photography: Shooterz Unlimited
Her Catering: Esbibi Catering Services
Her DJ: Arjuna Entertainment
Kompang/Kuda Kepang: Wak Jai [KMBTT]
Invitation Card: The Card Maison
Henna: Redherring
Bedroom Set: Home Wellness Furniture
Pre-Marriage Course (17 Oct-18 Oct): Sapphire Pearl
Outfit Selection: 16th Dec 2009
Wedding Photoshoot: 30th Dec 2009

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