Ikan Bakar...

Some of you might be wondering what the hell my mom do for living ?
A job from morning til late night ?
Here it is...
She cook good food for you people, especially the spicy food lovers !

Grill fish @ HoHoChak SS2 (previously known as Chow Yang).

Recently, okay maybe not-so-recently-anymore, she started a restaurant at Kota Damansara. It had been operating for almost 3 months.
http://mantagrillfish.blogspot.com/
Most of the food served are spicy and DAMN, she cook real good NASI LEMAK.

However, pathetic shit happens. I'll reveal to you in 2 - 3 months time? Or by then you've already known.
Sigh. She's back to zero, no, i mean negative.
Life's tough. We just have to deal with it !

I'm back...

The pass few months had been one of the best and most hectic time of my life.
Here's the summary...
Finish my Foundation with a not so bad result
Sarawak Trip
Chinese New Year
Fell in love with clubbing
Mom's new restaurant
Part time job
MyLDS
AIESEC TU VP Communications & Marketing elect 11/12
& most of all...
I POK KAI. I'M BROKE.

I just came back from an interview today at Dataran Sunway, KD, its somewhere near my mom's new restaurant. I am suppose to meet my employer at Starbucks, so I went there early and of course I can't go in without purchasing anything right? I ordered the "Chocolate Chip Something Something", the only thing that looks normal on the menu board. Yes, I am very "jakung" with Starbucks, the last time I bought something from there was 5 years ago. Anyways, the  "Chocolate Chip Something Something" cost me RM 15. I'm okay with it if it taste nice but NO, I hate it. Damn sweet and milky. It taste like Fernleaf Chocolate? Yea lahhh, you look damn glam walking around with Starbucks but honestly not worth it at all. When I get back to mommy's restaurant, I told my mom and aunts about it. My mom was like "I can buy 10 teh tarik with your Starbucks!" I couldn't agree more. We four were talking about how silly for the young adults to spend so much on Starbucks. And DAMN I click along more with aunties. I feel so aunty.

Mom's place.

Starbucks or 10 Teh Tarik?

Moving on, my meeting with my employer change to Taiwan Recipe, a dessert cafe. Mr Val is a very nice man and just like me he's from Taylor's and IACT. All mass comm students are nice ppl !
We had a casual talk and I did the silliest thing I could possibly do in a job interview.
"If you were given a superpower what would it be?"
"The best thief in the world !"
The FAK Charlie !
Here goes Charlie's blond moment.
Who the hell would want to hire a thief wannabe? Too much of "Leverage" for you.

I love Parker !

Before heading home, I went to Giant KD, to refund my earphones. It spoilt before I even start using it. Cheap things, no good.

Giant Kota Damansara 

I'm not your average camwhorer !

I'm driving a Wira with Mitsubishi stering

Oh, I manage to get some pastel colours crepe papers. Yesterday was Grandma's birthday. I felt bad for not being with her. So yeahhh, I'm going to make her a bouquet of flowers with these. Hope it works lahhh.

I love the combination of Teal and Peach

Mom say my outfit today sucks. Colour matched badly?
I catch ppl staring at my striking stoking. Or maybe it was my yellow shoe?
It is that bad?

So yeahhh, that's all for the half day.
AIESEC Departmental Dinner later.

You have a nice day too ! :D

How is she doing...

She's holidaying in Taiwan. I miss you ...

party in my tummy...

My mom is the best cook ever !

Black sesame cake, so yummy !

"Ohana means family - no one gets left behind, and no one is ever forgotten. " remember the quote?

Cousins and friends

My mom

 My mother, she is not an ordinary woman. Housewife by day, workaholic at night. When I say “workaholic” I am not indicating that she work because she enjoy it. I saw how tough her job is. I felt her rough palms against mine. I know how broken and exhausted she is, I am too. It hurts me to see her having a life like this. 1 day off every 2 weeks, work until midnight, stand beside the hot stove for 7 hours straight. She is going through all the pain just for me. Sometimes, I feel like a burden. If I were given a chance, I would want her to be self-centered. I want her to live her life free. I want her to share not only happiness but also her sorrow and hardships with me.

                        Like I always say, my main goal in life is to provide my mother a better life. I worked hard for it and I am still working on it. The first and the most important step is to do well in university. One thing I regretted is not having a good foundation in English language. Ever since I was young, I never enjoyed reading or writing. I would rather head to the field or start a wrestling fight with my brothers. Silly girl ! But its okay, I am not giving up. I am going to work hard for my grades. Even the world says “give up”, there will be hopes inside me to whisper “try it once more”, don't give up, for the woman who gave you life. I love you, mami ! :)

if i really die young...

yesterday was one of the darkest moment in my life...

i fell sick, my throat was burning, my head was spinning..

i got my eyes infected...

and worst of all....
my heart was broken. 

i am strong but i do cry.

at that moment, ihatemyself.

my mom came back from work, the first thing she did was giving me medicine and put the iced towel on my burning forehead and my swollen eye.

everything felt better.

later i thought to myself... "Aren't you tired of life,mom?"

that moment i realized,

even though no one likes me,

no matter how many disappointments i have to face..
my mom loves me and she'll be right next to me.
hating myself will only hurt her.

i don't belong to myself, i am part of my mom and God.

my mom been through too much.

i don't wanna be her burden, i'll try to be strong, just like her ;)

"Lord make me a rainbow, I'll shine down on my mother

She'll know I'm safe with you when she stands under my colors"

say no more to constipation...

its a fruit party... ;)

few months back...

My love for her will never change...

we cannot stay the same...

just got back from a long day work in the far far land called Hartamas.

i'm a part timer! hungry for money, money. and more money..

i am the happiest when i'm the richest!

anddeepinside.ihatethis!

its all me.. only if i'm contented and satisfied with what i have now.

Anyway, I'm going to CHANGE MY LIFE!

I WILL NOT LIVE THIS WAY FOREVER!

I WILL PROVIDE THE WORLD TO MY MOM!

and the only way to change this fate is through education , self - development and WORK DAMN HARD!

WORK. DAMN. DAMN. DAMN. HARD !

CHEERS ... For the future!

a nasty corporate climber in the making? lets hope NOT :/

Mami...

You can NOT read, my dear ...

So, it had been months…
Ohhh! I really have a bad taste, don’t I? The blog design is so GAY! BLUE POLKA DOTS, elementary school kids wei…
How’s life so far? I can define mine in a single word… erm.. ROLLERCOSTER?


Let’s start with the EMO part… The EPIC FAIL part… (LEAVE if u “beh tahan”)
OHHH GEEE… 1 day to go.. DRVING EXAM! The thought of it made me nervous already! I failed… TWICE, unfortunately. I “gagal” AGAIN on the day before SPM result is released (check the calendar yourself lahhh). So, what should I do next? This is burning money, indirectly. SHYT!



The other EPIC FAIL chronicle…
Sitting in the examination hall, reading through at the question paper, telling myself… “OH, I read this! I can do this.” Feeling so confident, grab the blue pen and… “Let’s start!” But yet, after 15 minutes, I’m still in the same phase. BLANK SHEET OF PAPER. I’m damned.
So yeah.. I’m a retard. HAHA.. I’m serious. I have a memory of a PIG or SWINE! I studied but the information refuses to stay longer than a minute. I am disappointed, devastated and very exhausted. What to do now? So let’s just party and party and party…
HAHA… Do u really think I would do that?
NO! Of cos not, right?
Whenever I am about to fling the white flag, the image of my poor mommy will appear to me. I still remember clearly the advice she once told me. It brighten my life, gives me hopes.
“ITS ALL RIGHT TO BE SLOW OR STUPID, AS LONG AS YOU DOESN’T GIVE UP. DON’T BE LAZY, GIVE YOUR BEST. YOU WILL SUCCEED AND PEOPLE WILL RESPECT YOU.”
And here I am. I am NOT giving up. Think about the sacrifices my mother made, the pain that my step-dad had to go through, the energy my dad spent, and the hopes my families members put on me. How can I be so selfish to let them down?
Hey YOU! Remember, we don’t live for ourselves. We live for them, the people that meant the world to us.




Not proudest thing I did, I really regret joining the “makeover” by RIMMEL in our Uni. I looked really really really AWFUL. What’s worst? It was a bloody ONLINE CONTEST! You know the kind of contest where you have to get your friends to vote for you n “like” the page. Now it’s all over the net (you’re not going to find me though!). I made my friends not to vote for me and delete all the wall posts on Facebook. It is not fully my mistake as I have no idea that it is a contest! They just told me it is a “makeover”. Hey! Makeovers suppose to make u look pretty not a freaking BATMAN! OMGEEE! I’M A BATMAN!



That’s all for the EMO part (not so EMO after all, right? Right? Right?)
Let’s bring out the bright stories…
A
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I passed the assessment and now I am proud to label myself as an AIESECer! It is truly an eye opening experience. Learning is never a dull process in AIESEC. U learn, experience, have tons of fun, and widen your networks (like REALLY!). I met countless of motivated and ingenious youths from different institutions (There are a number of them from different part of the world). Still, being a part of AIESEC is pretty… competitive. People have to throw in much effort and build basic bonds to work their way up. It is something like the outside world but not so harsh and definitely more fun. I guess that’s what they say “no pain, no gain” gua. Oh yea… When you are an AIESECer, you will be trained automatically to be MENGADA..

Follow-up…
SPM. SPM. SPM. Officially over!




After all the hard times, I got 7 A’s. I’m not sure I should be happy or what. Its fine, I guess. Let’s put that matter behind. So mommy was proud of me, I think. Thank you, Lord, Jesus.We’re goooodddd kids :)



4 big letters… B R A T s! Not brats.




I wrote a letter “to the future me” and poof I got myself a spot in the BRATs workshop at Kota Bharu! I can never do it without a very motivated friend of mine’s encouragement (Ni hao, Amy). Not to forget, credibility to Uncle J who had a hell time correcting my essay. The 4 days workshop was remarkable as well as exhausting. Let the “first time”s sum it up…
For the first time in 17 ++ years…
1). . . I slept in front of a laptop, in a sitting position, on my friend’s bed. So technically I took over her bed. My roommate and team members are really kind people. They put the laptop aside and allow me to doze off (we were doing our projects).
2). . . I love breakfast! I miss the FOOD there, the hotel’s food though. The meals provided is oh-so-yummy, mouth- watering and all-you-can-eat! We lived in a “agak-cun” hotel that provides us “super-cun” food! I love THE STAR! I shall buy The Star every Wednesday to prove my sincerity. HAHA…
3) . . . I’m away from my family members that far and long. Out from my comfort zone.
4) . . . I understand more deeply about photography and video making. Not writing though. I STILL dislike writing.
5) (Don’t be surprise) For the first time in 17 or 18 years of my existence. . . I travel via an airplane! Hehe… I’m not messing around. I never take an aeroplane before. This is my first time and I took it all alone. It was scary in the beginning. I had to take a bus, LRT and a plane to make my way to Kelantan, so technically I travel myself, “bangga” “bangga”. I am an adventurer! HEHE… Once I have my license in my hand, we must go for a ROADTRIP!
Hehe.. did I mention I was on the newspaper? This time is bigger and clearer than the previous one (the EYE’s). “Bangga, bangga, bangga.” The few minutes of fame before turning into a “NASI LEMAK” wrapper.






“One day without Shoes.” We made it! We (Andrew, Yasmin, Marvin, Daniel, Amy, Joyce, Shane) walked around the whole day barefooted. “Bangga bangga”. Diandra, u PALAT! Aiyoyoyo… Daniel’s shoe is still in my car. I’m going to throw it into the lake soon, Daniel!
Btw, please join us in the “WHY BOTHER” event, formerly known as “HEY CHARLIE”, on the 5th May 2011. Check out Facebook for more details! It is for our ENG project. Your cooperation is highly appreciated. I hope the end result will make the world laugh till their backbones break!




Moo, Me, Bushy :P
Bushra (AIESEC’s exchange participant buddy from Pakistan) will love it! She’s really unique in some ways…
1) 1 meal a day is sufficient for her
2) She dislikes shopping
3) Great personality and stunning!




I really love u guys. Andrew, Diandra, Shiny Candy !




FICM! HEHE… My hairstyle is constantly changing. What’s next? Shane and Nikke said I should go for deeper hair colour like deep red. What do you think?








HOLY MAMA! I never blog for this long before! My head is getting a little heavy. Hey! So yea, sorry if confusion occurs while you were reading the texts. I am an amateur journalist. Really very “noob”. Pls bear in mind whatever I expressed here is only based on my point of view. I do not mean to offend or upset anyone. I love you? :)

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