Tuesday, December 09, 2008
car bra or auto bra (noun) - a carbon-based cover that fits over the front bumper of a car, absorbing the microwaves used in police radar equipment to minimize the risk of detection for the speeding motorist.
But my story of car bra totally brings a different meaning...
Today saw me sending small-Ty's car to the service center. I was totally prepared for the trip. I braced myself with a book I just bought, assignment for tomorrow's presentation and a laptop. I was determined to wait at the center for the car to be ready and at the same time be as productive as possible.
The car was registered in for servicing at 2 p.m. and was scheduled to be completed at 4. I had a couple of hours to kill so I alternated my activities with reading the book and doing my assignment every half an hourly. At quarter to 4, the service personnel came to me in person with the car key and the receipt, an eager look on his face, telling me that the car is ready. It was a pretty strange episode if you ask me, because they would normally announce the car number over the PA system and I would have to collect the key from the counter. This was totally out-of-norm, but I was super pleased with the service, and I am no bitch to complain about good service. So, I just took the key, said the sweetest thank you and collected small-Ty's car.
Less than 20 minutes later, I pulled up in front of the house and began to collect my personal effects from the front passenger's seat. Just to make sure I did not miss anything, I decided to check the back seat as well. But the instance I turned my head back to look at the rear seat, I can't help laughing my head off. And suddenly, it all seems clear to me why the service personnel were being unusually nice. There on the rear seat of the car were a crumpled T-shirt, a pair of rolled-up, super skimpy cycling short and a pair of brassiere! Ooh-la-la! This, was the main reason, and it was green! And that green thing just made me a victim of circumstances. Tsk, tsk!
In case you were wondering to whom those things belongs to, they were definitely not mine. And if this is so, and the car I sent for servicing belongs to small-Ty, I shall leave y'all to do the math. The only thing I know is that I am never going back to that service center. Period.
Even if it was partly my fault for not checking the backseats before registering the car for the service job.
Thursday, December 04, 2008
I am typing away in the dark, on the bed, next to the already sleeping small-Ty. I am trying my best to not make any noise by hitting the keyboard really slowly and lightly.
I need a hug. Like really, desperately need one good bear-like hug.
Hmm... Let me think about that again. Well, no. Allow me to rephrase that. I don't need a hug. Instead, I think I need hundreds of hugs.
I have to say that I haven't been getting enough TLC lately. And this makes me cranky. I am super-sensitive, ready to burst into tears each time I feel like I'm being neglected. Oh, I am such a cry-baby!
This weekend will generally be the family weekend. Mainly because Monday is a public holiday. And although little Tacetta, Saty and Zamri will be going back east, I will still have small Ty, Mak and Papa. It'll be a busy weekend, with no time for TLC soliciting.
I should have an issue to talk about right now, but my fragility is preventing me from doing so. Thus, I shall stop here.
I won't be getting any hugs, therefore I shall sleep.
So good night.
Tuesday, December 02, 2008
Saturday, November 29, 2008
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
- If you are asking someone for a favor, you don't have the right to be demanding. Accept what is offered and never boss the person whom you're asking the favor from.
- Do not use one person (or many) to help another person that you would like or obliged to help.
- Nothing in this world comes in for free. So always double check with the person you are asking for help if it is okay and if you can do anything to help ease the burden or repay his/her kindness. Chances are, the person would say..'Oh it's okay, really, I am willing to just help...', but still, never forget to perform this check. Show care to the person who has agreed to help you.
- You cannot hate or accuse someone for being selfish just because he/she can't help you once out of one hundred times.
- If a person has helped you for too many times for nothing else in return, do not take her/him for granted. You can't ask for too much kindness from one person if you are being so insensitive and oblivious.
Monday, November 24, 2008
I am reading Paulo Coelho's Veronika Decides to Die and is loving every word of it. This one's better. And Brida isn't that interesting anymore.
I am having the urge to talk about taboo stuffs. But being taboo, I obviously shouldn't talk nor write about them. At least not on a public blog or on notes application on Facebook where every Tom, Dick and Harry AND every Susan, Jane and Mary were able to read my forbidden thoughts. Because if I did, far too many people will start judging me. I do not want to be put on trial. Therefore, I shall shut up.
I was trying to figure out where I fit in among the population of ordinary people. They who have conventional thoughts and not some absurd ideas. They who think and operate to conform to society's demand and expectation. And even if conforming doesn't make them happy, they make themselves believe that they are happy. My illustration of where I am in the Bell's curve below...
I have a feeling that I am conjuring up a mess. I'll stop now before it gets worse. Need to go read some academical resources in order to dismiss Coelho's influence in my head and join that 68% majority of the population. Yawn! How boring...
Saturday, November 15, 2008
A kid will stay with his parents even if his parents abuse him because that is the only parents he knows and we dont have the liberty of choosing our parents, but we do have the liberty to choose our partner, our life and our path.
Friday, November 14, 2008
It is not easy to find someone with a totally open-mind. Sarah and I agreed on this one fortnight ago.
How can we truly define 'open-mind'?
Last two weeks, over our breakfast/brunch chat at home, we found that most people misunderstood the definition. In general, most people think that one who indulges in smoking, drinking, gambling and other worldly 'fun' activities is one with an open-mind. Consider this statement from someone I know..
"..I am sure she is an open-minded person, considering that she smokes and have fun drinking in clubs..."
This is indeed, one very shallow judgment.
Having an open-mind should be about having the ability and capacity to accept others in every single way. It is about the ability to listen to the opinions of others and even if their notions differ from ours, we are still able to live with it and wont hate the person for who he is and what his gray matter is made of.
Being open-minded should be about celebrating differences. And even if you are different from us, we love you nevertheless.
Alright now. My lentil seeds have finally arrived. Pearl bought them from a Marks & Spencer store in Aberdeen and I am thinking, how weird...
Thursday, November 06, 2008
Am babysitting the house and the Papa while the rest of the family had a short, 3-day trip to Genting. Saty just had to find reasons to buy Qaseh few pieces of sweaters.
Pearl just came back from Kerteh and will be leaving for Aberdeen this Sunday. And, talking about that, I was suppose to bring back some winter clothing for her...which I forgot. Tsk!
Generally, people are nicer when they are on holidays. If you meet a guy or anyone during their holidays, you can expect him/her to be the perfect being. They are a lot cooler, good-tempered, jovial, funny and stress-free. Not to mention that they will be a lot more romantic too.
I miss that sweet, perfect being.
Other than that, I have nothing more to say...Or maybe I have more to say but just chose not to.
Time for a quick nap now before the evening commence. Will meet Sarah in Desa View tonight (excited!). School will start again next week and I am determined to be more organized this final semester. I refuse to be labeled 'unorganized' by some people!
P/s: Obama won the US presidential election and Kenya declared two days of public holiday. Just the reaction I would expect by Malaysia too if Obama was half, or quarter, or even one tenth Malaysian. No kidding! We Malaysians are generous enough to even give the Datukship title to Shah Rukh Khan.
Sunday, October 26, 2008
The exam week is finally over! There is no other moment as serene as how I am feeling right now. I feel like I could sleep for one whole week non-stop. But before I do that, let me tire you a little bit more with today's anecdotes.
The family went to Bagan Lalang for some seafood earlier in the evening. We took the chance to walk by the beach and watch the sunset. Little Tacetta was too skeptical of the beach sand and was walking too cautious when the looney mom poured a handful of sand on her tiny feet. I laughed and felt sorry at the same time for little Tacetta because she stood there, glued to the spot, wailing at the mommy to remove the sand from her feet. Honestly, I have never seen such a fussy little girl in my whole life..
She refused to get her feet wet.
She wouldn't walk on the beach barefooted.
She always remind everyone that she is the baby.
She eats food cooked from a crockpot.
She loves to disagree.
She asked way too many whats, hows and whys.
And she adores the mirror.
But I love her.
P/s: I just wrote a short module on time value of money and personal cash flow this morning for my dad. Can you believe it? Just when I thought I have gotten over all financial subjects...
Thursday, October 23, 2008
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Saturday, October 11, 2008
Wednesday, October 08, 2008
Friday, October 03, 2008
Last night I had a dream. I dreamt of Sarah, Mareena, Tyiara, Sarah's sister (Mas) and a strong, young man.
I was dead sick in the dream. And the strong, young chap carried me in his arms while the rest of the ladies were tending to semi-conscious me.
Right. My grey matter isn't working too efficient this morning. Fingers are moving at sloth speed. And I look like hell.
Gosh, I am so hungry I think I might as well eat a horse. Let's go see what is there to eat. Hope Sunday will be as sunny as it should be.
Wednesday, October 01, 2008
Friday, September 12, 2008
What’s your full name?
Ok I'd better stop before some smug peeps start telling me that I should stop bitching because it's Ramadan.
Hej kära läsare! Så har det alltså äntligen blivit dags, idag kickar jag igång projektet "Veckans malaj" som i intervjuform presenterar olika personer jag lärt känna under min tid här. Först ut är en kursare, som jag läser alla mina tre MBA-kurser och umgås mycket med. Jag kommer att presentera de skriftliga intervjuerna i sin helhet, på engelska, precis som frågorna besvarats. Frågorna jag ställer kommer förmodligen att variera en liten aning från person till person.. Ok, då kör vi!
Name: Tyiana Rosli
Born: and bred in Kuala Lumpur
Occupation: umm... full time procrastinator?
Are you actually even Malay? If not where are you from?
My mom is Chinese but my dad is a Malay, so I guess it makes me a Malay then. And I don´t care what my grandparents are. I am totally disgusted with Malays who likes to pull various blood mix like "ooh, my great, great, great grandparents were Irish, so I am in some way Irish too..." - oh god please... (roll eyes)
Best about Malaysia?
It is home. That´s the best thing about it. And the variety of bizarre street food I can get here.
Negative about Malaysia?
Weather is too hot!!Can you name a Swedish celebrity?
Umm again.... Marcus Gamme?
What else do you know about Sweden?
Meatballs, Volvo, IKEA, Absolut and oh, The Ice-hotel!
Favorite word(s) in Bahasa Melayu (malaysiska)?
Alamak = something like oh-my-god, but since mak is malay for mom, this is more like oh-my-mom haha...Terima Kasih = Thank you, and is pronounced as te-ree-ma-ka-seeh and ABSOLUTELY not as MAKASIAAAAAH (jag och Peyman, som är från Iran, tycker dock att det låter så, vilket vi börjat härma både ofta, glatt och högljutt till Ty´s stora irritation).
Most important place to visit during a stay in Malaysia?
Langkawi, Langkawi, Langkawi!!
Why did you choose to study at UKM?
I didn´t choose UKM. UKM chose me. Hahahah...! Honestly, I don´t really know why. It´s probably proximity infatuation...
Best club in KL?
Owh... This is difficult. It depends on what one wants. Anyplace can be a great place if you are with the right company. No?
Higlight your selection:
1. Rice vs potatoes - potatoes
2. Red wine vs white wine - white wine
3. KL vs Bangkok - KL
4. Obama vs McCain - Obama
5. Proton vs BMW - BMW
6. Langkawi vs Redang - Langkawi
7. Heineken vs Carlsberg - Heineken
8. Jude Law vs Johnny Depp - Jude Law
-Copyright M. Gamme
Wednesday, September 03, 2008
Saturday, August 30, 2008
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Sunday, August 24, 2008
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Thursday, August 07, 2008
Wednesday, August 06, 2008
Thursday, July 31, 2008
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Saturday, July 26, 2008
Tonight, I have decided to blog about something different for a change. Tonight, I am going to bitch about myself. So let’s start right away…
I always think that I am not intelligent enough, not pretty enough and not thin enough… What a negative start, I know, but hey, those feelings never really bug me to the point of tearing my self-esteem apart. I am pretty much confident, and I am okay with being averagely smart, not too pretty and a tad bit fleshy if compared to my sisters.
I don’t like rollercoaster. I love theme parks but I hate rollercoaster. One would have to drag and force me to ride on any. Those few times that I have been on rollercoaster rides were the moments I dread the most and of which I remember until this day. I remember the shortness of breath, the deathly grip of my fists against the iron bar or shoulder harness and the twisty feeling in my intestines as though I was getting down with a major diarrhea. Call me chicken, but I am happily married to Ferris wheel and carousel. Rollercoaster is just too suicidal for me.
My dream guy has always been someone taller and charming. He who speaks with great confidence, he who looks at me with meaningful eyes, he who is smart enough to outwit my average brain and he who whispers the sweetest words to me when I am going to sleep. But sigh…! You can't always have everything your way…I understood that a long time ago.
I don’t like men who are too clingy and needy. And believe it or not, there are many like that out there. I give freedom, and I expect freedom.
When I was in high school, I was dubbed as the klutz. But of course, I was a cool, rebellious klutz. In fact, till this day, I can still be a klutz. I was known for doing silly things and having daftly rumpus occurring upon me every now and then. Ask my friends, they know. I am a certified airhead, no doubt.
There are many other things I am afraid of. To name a few…lizards, getting old and losing the people I love.
I won’t step out of the house with wet hair because I think it is kind of nasty to be walking around in public with wet, clumpy hair. No girls, wet hair isn’t sexy when you do it on purpose, out of your own shower.
I enjoy talking and having good laughs. I try my best not to judge people by how they look and/or by what they do or by what they don’t do. And I expect others to do the same to me too.
I am not gentle. Neither am I tender in the way I act. But I am gentle enough to have a few crying spells a year, soft enough to be touch on the exterior (banyak lemak..hahaha...!) and tender enough to care if not much, a little bit, about others.
One thing I am in for sure is that I am an exciting person. Really. Like really seriously. That’s why I am home on a Saturday night. Ain't that convincing alright? (Wink!)
Monday, July 21, 2008
Friday, July 18, 2008
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
Saturday, July 12, 2008
Wednesday, July 02, 2008
I have been tagged by Chics many, many days ago. And I have been wanting to respond to the tag akan tetapi time-time tu la aku terlebih-lebih rajin untuk menulis bermacam-macam crap yang lain. Nevermind, I'm doing this now. This won't be much of a read but what the hell, I'm going to amuse myself with it.
SK-II Sign Transform Foundation - The first time I bought it, aku terase macam tak best. I was thinking, apsal la aku beli brand ni when everyone else is crazy about Bobbi Brown or M.A.C. But after using it for the first time, I saw a different glow on my skin (terase diri macam extra lawa macam tu...hahaha!) and I know then that I don't want to use anything else other than this.
Make Up For Ever Lengthening Mascara - Lengthening mascara la sebab bulu mata super pendek. The applicator isn't too big for my sepet eyes so it's good. Make Up Forever sebab murah.
My Day Cream:
SK-II Facial Lift Emulsion - No specific reason for this. I just know I need a day cream and I pick this sebab ade perkataan 'facial lift'. A 30 year-old would at least need that. And this one does the trick well enough.
My Essential Beauty Product:
+Redken Extreme Shampoo and Conditioner
+Redken CAT Protein Reconstruction Treatment
Tapi rambut tak lawa-lawa jugak. Ahh....!!!
+SK-II Facial Treatment Cleanser
+SK-II Facial Treatment Essence - the miracle water
+SK-II Advance Sign Treatment - for nights
+Mandi lah pakai sabun. Hehe..! But for me body soap equals to shower cream/gel and bar soap adelah untuk cuci bontot after your number 2.
My Favorite Makeup Product:
Eyebrow pencil, eye-highlighter, mascara and lip gloss are the necessaries. I like gloss from Make Up For Ever because it smells nice dan tak bacin like some. Stuffs from Benefit are awesome too. And I am not compatible with anything Christian Dior. I'll get break-outs the next day.
I wish I can find something else other than these two. But many years have gone while I search for interesting new perfumes. Occasionally, I would try something different but most of them turn into one-month-stand perfume. None match the above and I kept reeling back to them.
I love French manicure tapi takkan la 24-7 nak ber-French manicure kan. So once in a blue moon I would go for salon manicure. But normally I'll trim and buff my nails at home, by myself. My nails can never be truly short because they look real ugly that way.
Similar to fingernails. I use Dr Scholl's Pumice Foot Scrub when necessary.
Any lotion I can find. Ape-apelah janji lotion boleh sapu, jalan!
Three Beauty Products to bring on a deserted island:
Being deserted on an island means the situation is definitely uncalled for. So there's no way I'll have any beauty products with me. If I'm lucky, there'll be somewhere in my bag a lip gloss and/or compact powder (these would happen if I was going out for a hot date, heheh..!). But I can guarantee that I'll have a few sticks of cigarettes and some old receipts to assist combustion for cold island nights if need be.
Women I admire for their beauty:
I don't like the typical cute look in women. I think 'cute' is for girls and not women. Voting against cute, my list of admirable women sees...
+Claire Forlani (sexy full lips)
+Ali Larter (naturally sexy pout)
+Kate Beckinsale (mysterious beauty)
+Giselle Bundchen (just wow!)
Women with the Best Sense of Style:
+Angelina Jolie (always got it right in a sensible, no ridicule manner)
My Ultimate Beauty Dream:
+To have slender thighs. My thighs are chunky, yo! And also I would love to be 5 inch taller.
How Do I Define Womanhood:
+Womanhood is when a girl grow out of being tergedik-gedik tak tentu pasal.
My Favorite Fashion Publication:
+Nothing in particular. I easily fall for publications with good cover shots.
I am tagging:-
# Ruzanna (Roza)