The house that eats...

Yesterday , well actually the day before yesterday ( as now is 3 am ) We brought the kids to KLCC and had a late lunch and after that went to watch MONSTER HOUSE. It is a cool movie although it is not so scary for us adults - but for the kids they get really scared when the house starts to eat things and people.

Ayska 6 " Mummy mummy, hold my hands, why is it so cold in here" ( means I'm scaredddd), and closing her face with her hands and parted fingers

Amar 2 - "tatut tatut" ( scared )- while munching the popcorn non stop - he cant lean back as the chair will fold him in and he is small enough to fit into the empty space under the rear support of the chair and he cant lean back into the chair coz his legs is too short, if he lean back, he cant dangle his legs, if he dangle his legs, he cant reach the chair rear support. so he just sit there dangling his legs while chanting amar-atut, abah-atut ( dad - i'm scared ), amar- atut, atut la....ishk atut..atak atut ( sister (kakak) I'm scared) then silent while not knowing how to avoid watching the screen, then "abah, amar nak inum ( dad, amar wants to drink ), sruuuup, nah, abah, amar-atut. ( he cant say the word with 'k' yet ) i think its the most tense moment for him during this whole trip watching the movie

Lysha 1 - was sucking the milk bottle for the first half of the show, and staring with her mouth open ( watching ) the quarter of the show, and the last quarter of the show she was trying to pull off her shoes and socks which she managed ( the left leg, well, she got bored - even though that time is when the whole adventure has almost reach the climax) and succesfully made me bend every now and then to look for the socks and shoes in the dark, the right leg - i manage to 'trap' it between my thighs ( initially as it is actually cold in there ), and the last 10 mins ...she sleeps and she always been a darling - didnt make any' sound' at all.

The Movie is just so-so, but the Animation is SUPERB - very the 4D. Storyline - oklah, Acting - nice and cute. All and all it is entertaining -Bottomline - the kids had fun - once in a while...

PEACE

When we meet...

Last week me and my 3 ex-college mate friends gathered together in Bangsar, it was a superb meetings, as we set-a-drift-on-memory-bliss during our college years in shah alam and johor- those years was fun espescially for us who are very'naughty' and always up to adventure. The great thing was when after we graduated we heard that the vice head of the college still looking for us, the group, who is the 'criminal' of certain events - and we were like wooooo wow...heheh - and thank God we didnt get caught as we always portray good image infront of the lecturers and lecturers like us..hehe.. baik punya cover up. Not too worry readers - it was not so major vices but it could make us expelled from the college ;-)

..and then we start to talk about our present situations - 3 of us are married, another one still single just broke off with her almost perfect guy. One of them married, no other problem except she has a jeolous and argumentative husband ( well, the hubby is a qualified lawyer ) . Another one married and also have a jeolous husband as well ( well i must say this 2 friend of mine has good looks ) - but this gals i know will always know how to handle this.

As for me, my marriage is normal, only financial constraint can spark a major argument. My advice to my 2 ' jeolous-spouse' friends - I can never stop you from complaining - but STOP complaining! - i feel they provide you enough and no husband is perfect and jeolous husband means they love you so very much - I know you guys can keep your marriage sparkling till the end of time. As for my single PHD pal, take it as it comes. but dont stop looking for one but stop looking for too perfect guy. Not easy my friend - but let us pray together that our life would be blessed by the AlMighty God and He will give us strength, calm and health.

31 BULAN 8, 57

The Malaysian flag, also known as the Jalur Gemilang (Stripes of Glory), and the Malaysian coat of arms are symbols of the nation’s stateliness and sovereignty. The Government encourages the flying of the Jalur Gemilang particularly during the Month of Independence in August as an expression of love, loyalty and pride for the country.

The Malaysian flag or Jalur Gemilang consists of 14 horizontal red and white stripes of equal width (along the fly), representing the 13 component States and the Federal Government.

The canton of dark blue in the upper quarter next to the staff and extending down to the top of the fifth stripe stands for the unity of the people of Malaysia. The union contains a crescent which symbolises Islam, the official religion of Malaysia.

The 14 points of the star signify the unity of the 13 states with the Federal Government. The colour yellow signifies the royal colour of the Rulers.

I bump into this comments from the stars when i was looking for malaysian flag to be pasted here in conjunction to our49th birthdayof Malaysia

http://blog.thestar.com.my/permalink.asp?id=5603

http://blog.thestar.com.my/comments.asp?id=5745

It is about weather or not you are patriotic enough if u raise up a flag/flags from your car/house/shops/office due to our Merdeka month. And i agree to some opinions.

When I was small, during Merdeka Day celebration i looked forward to watch the marches on the street of Dataran Merdeka and the highlight of the day is when the jets roaring out from the sky. Only watch the TV - from very early in the morning till afternoon -watch till penat (tired)- and then the tv programs would have circus shows and special holiday cartoons. Then wheni grew up to a teenager - confession - I rather sleep!

But nowadays as i have kids i will make sure they watch the marches just like when I was small - kids - they love to watch people marching with uniforms, beautiful clothes, and then theres vehicles like firetrucks, army tanks etc and so my kids makes me patriotic again. They love the flags - they love to wave the flags..but then how do i make them not be like me who'd rather sleep on that day when i was a teenager? and i can bet youngsters nowadays and years to come will celebrate the merdeka eve in pubs/discos - hmm..who to blame.. well yeah - the govt needs to do something about it - slowly but surely - gaining back the spirit to all.

Semangat patriotisme in me usually raiseup when we participate in an International games/sports. I rarely sang the national anthem as I work on my own and I am not a member of an association ( btw i lurve the way they did the new version of our national anthem on TV - where celebrities sang it ). Nevertheless I agree that we should have the flags in whatever ways car stickers or the flag during the August month to show some percentage of patriotisme - let it be buat-buat (show off) even - thats a little effort for our country - for us , not for others..The meaning of Merdeka for our old folks is so valuable - we as the next generation should say our thanks by just the little effort .

PROUD TO BE MALAYSIAN

PEACE

..DONO WHAT TITLE...

Hallo to whomever are reading my blog.. as per now my machine just cured by the flu created by the haze...again...yeah... i was attacked again ..and as a result of my impatient to try to fix the machine myself instead of the expert as in my other half.. the machine suddenly need a new ..err..what..urmm...oh yeah... power supply..hehe..

Cant help it lahhh.. am addicted to the INTERNET oledi... if i get stucked... i want to fix it there and then... but the good thing now is... i actually learn a lot about this machine... instead of just the screen and the keyboard... I actually meddle with the wires and the cards..kewl..well yeah I screw up.. actually..tried to 'skruuuuu' everything out and put it back again..

and now when i am back 'in the net' again i was trying to recall what actually i wanted to write here...in my head topics are 'mumblingjumbling' .. on issues about drug addicts from the rtm1 discussing with our drugaddicts celebrities, then i was considering on commenting about Datin Siti's ceremonies - but aaah....dont want..boring topic.., and then topics on jeolous spouses which some friends and me were discussing just two nights ago (not new to me but i felt it is still an interesting issue ) and another one about 3 C's that i was wondering about that is Comment, Critics, Complaint.

So which one shall i start first... is all these topics boring... yalah boring la kan.. but nevertheless I'll talk a bit about drug now...later or tomorrow or whenever I'll write about the other two - while still searching for more interesting topics.

DRUGS

What kind of person takes drugs? ( hey do i sound like a form1 student writing for an english essay competition- interclass or interschool heh heh ).. do everyone who takes drugs the first time can never stop? like cigarette..

Saturday night, I was browsing the TV Channel, no interesting shows for a saturday night, RTM1 caught my eye again (..again means the other time was when they were discussing about how sick the controversial film titled Gubra is - whereby i came into a conclusion that the 3 panels and the host is actually the one who is sick!)..ok..so the drug discussion thingy - and so they invited Jamal Abdillah and Saleem - and also the chief of Pengasih ( the NGO to help addicts ) Haji Yunus. Jamal and Saleem is a well-known drug addict celebrity - they have been in and out from the Serenti ( the drugaddicts err..what do you call this kind of place - Pusat Pemulihan - in english - err i cannot think- some sort of Healing Centre which looks more like a prison) and the courts/prison respectively. So these two guys are confessing on how they got stuck with it and on how difficult is the process to heal. and how embarassing their life is although they have all the money..And now in the process for them heal their main negative factors are the 'calling' from the drug dealers, family supports, the bad impression by the public and friends..

Jamal is an old timer with drugs - he spents hundreds of thousand ringgit because of it, and he cannot just stop abruptly altho he has all the support from his family to cure him..and he has heard of advices over and over..and he obviously hates all the lectures - this year he decided to realy cure himself by just say to himself that he wants to stop - and theres no 2 way about it - he regretted on the money he spents, he talks to himself facing the wall as he heard someoneelse voices, his looks turn ugly, he forgot his lyrics which can jeopardize his career and so now he finaliy feel theres nothing good about it.

( My God..I feel sleepy - this is a boring topic...- never mind i'll move on ..its 2.44am tho now ))

Saleem has his wife support - SALUTE - to the wife, who can actually lives with a almost useless husband. Saleem case is a bit new, but a lot of times tvnews and papernews has the story about his'activities'.

( actuallynyerkan - i got really sleepy and save this to draft and now m continuing )

and these two has become the drug-addict-trying-to-heal icon for some more artistes that took drugs and for all addicts. and they say to stop the habit and the gian is by telling yourself to stop one day at a time, no one else can tell you that..same like cigarette smokers...Difference is drugs side effects is super. .. and you could end up murdering your own mother ( seriously - no joke - happen so many times )...and i do have friends whom husband died because of drugs, friend's brother died, friend's friend still a drug addict - and naturally i would want to get away from them as they could just turn violent anytime with or without drugs influence but at the same time this people need moral support from family, friends and the public...how..?

How to stop the dealers when at the same time the demand is getting higher... Im very sure our enforcement has done a lot of things to stop this - but i guess they have not done enough - social problem is a big issue now not just in urban areas, rurals too. In rural areas, you don't have to have pubs/discos to take drugs - they get to have it in the jungle.

..BLANK..?#$?*@!

PEACE

'Tis-chap 2 - pg 13-16 - Frank McCourt

When we arrive at Grand Central Station I dont know where to go. My mother said I could try to see an old friend, Dan Mac Adorey. The priest shows me how to use the telephone but theres no answer from Dan. Well, says the priest. I cant leave you on your own in Grand Central Station. He tells the taxi driver we're going to the Hotel New Yorker.
We take our bags to a room where there's one bed. The priest says. Leave the bags. We'll get something to eat in the coffee shop downstairs. Do you like hamburgers?

I dont know. I never had one in my life.

He rolls his eyes and tells the waitress bring me a hamburger with french fries and make sure the burger is well done because I'm irish and we overcook everything. What the irish do to vegetables is a crying shame. He says if you can guess what the vegetable is in an irish restaurant you get the door prize. The waitress laughs and says she understands. She's half-irish on her mother side and her mother is the worst cook in the world. Her husband was Italian and he really knew how to cook but she lost him in the war.

Waw. Thats what she says. She really means war but she's like all American who dont like to say 'r' at the end of a word. They say caw intead of car and you wonder why they cant pronounce words the way God Made them.
I like the lemon meringue pie but I don't like the way Americans leave out the 'r' at the end of the word.

While we're eating our hamburgers the priest says i'll have to stay the night with him tomorrow we'll see. Its strange taking off my clothes in front of a priest and I wonder if i should get down on my two kness and pretend to say my prayers. He tells me i can take shower if i like and its the first time in my life i ever had a shower with plenty of hot water and no shortage of soap, a bar for your body and a bottle for your head.
When I'm finished I dry myself with the thick towel draped on the bathtub and i put on my underware before going back into the room. The priest is sitting in the bed with a towel wrapped around his fat belly, talking to someone on the phone. He puts down the phone and stares at me. My God, where did you get those drawers?

In Roche's Stores in Limerick.

If you hung those drawers out the window of this hotel people would surrender. Piece of advice, don't ever let Americans see you in those drawers. They'll think you just got off Ellis Island. Get briefs. You know what briefs are?

I don't

Get 'em anyway. Kid like you should be wearing briefs. You're in the USA now. OK, hop in the bed , and that puzzles me because there's no sign of prayer and that's the first thing you'd expect of a priest. He goes off to the bathroom but he's no sooner in there than he sticks his head out and asks me if i dried myself.

I did

Well, your towel isn't touched what did you dry yourself with?

The towel that's on the side of the bathtub.

What? Thats not a towel. Thats the bathmat. Thats what you stand on when you get out of the shower.

I can see myself in a mirror over the desk and I'm turning red and wondering if I should tell the priest I'm sorry for what I did of i should stay quiet. It's hard to know what to do when you make a mistake your first night in America but I'm sure in no time I'll be regular Yank doing everythingright. I'll order my own hamburger, learn to call chips french fries, joke with waitresses and never again dry myself with the bathmat. Some day I'll say war and car with no 'r' at the end but not if i ever got to Limerick. If i ever went back to Limerick with an American accent they'd say I was putting on airs and tell me I had fat arse like all the Yanks.

The priest comes out of the bathroom, wrapped in a towel, patting his face with his hands, and there's a lovely smell of perfume in the air. He says there's nothing as refreshing as after-shave lotion and I can put on some if i like. Its right there in the bathroom. I don't know what to say or do. Should I say, No, thanks, or should i get out of bed and go all the way to the bathroom and slather myself with after-shave lotion? I never heard of anyone in Limerick putting stuff on their faces after they shaved but I suppose it's different in America. I'm sorry I didn't look for a book that tells you what to do on your first night in New York in a hotel with a priest where you're liable to make a fool of yourself right and left. He says, Well? and I tell him. Ah, no, thanks. He says, Suit yourself, and I can tell he's a bit impatient the way he was when I didn't talk to the rich Protestants from Kentucky. He could easily tell me leave and there I'd be out on the street with my brown suitcase and nowhere to go in New York. I don't want to chance that so I tell him I'd like to put on the after-shave lotion after all. He shakes his head and tells me to go ahead.

I can see myself in the bathroom mirror putting on the after-shave lotion and I'm shaking my head at myself feeling if this is the way it's going to be in America I'm sorry I ever left Ireland. It's hard enough coming here in the first place without priests criticizing you over your failure to hit it off with rich Protestants, your ignorance of bathmats, the state of our underware and your doubts about after-shave lotion.

The priest is in bed and when I come out of the bathroom he tells me, OK, into the bed. We've got a long day tomorrow.

He lifts the bedclothes to let me in and it's a shock to see he's wearing nothing. He says, Good night, turns off the light and starts snoring without sayinga Hail Mary or a prayer before sleep. I always thought priest spent hours on their knees before sleeping but this man must be in a great state of grace and not a bit afraid of dying. I wonder if all priests are like that, naked in the bed. Its hard to fall asleep in a bed with a naked priest snoring beside you.....

PEACE

Death?

Well, for some they may think that i'm a freak to talk about death... but it is the reality that everybody have to face - no way to run from it - but i 'see' this everyday from the news - due to accidents, murdered, WAR ( which i cannot understand - why the Zionis must kill the women and children ), suicide, illness. I always wonder the situation of/from a person with near-death experience - i was told that ( in a religious point of view and from some people who cheated death ) that suddenly your mind will rewind all the things that you have done and the people you liased and closed with - and i was told more about it - but i guess i dont need to elaborate.

I cannot imagine how'd d children who was raped and killed, children died out of War and bombings would feel, these are all unexpected - unlike if they are sick or critically sick - at least theres a mind 'preparation' for them and their loved ones. And I just cant stand to see mother's crying over their unexpected death of their children... also the children grieving over their beloved mother/father. The way i calm myself when i see/heard children die is - they must be very happy in heaven now - enjoying eternity life - all children goes to heaven kan..

I have also friends who are still young but are now suffering all kind of diseases like, heart problems, diabetes, blood pressure, gall bladder problems et cetera - and i am concern. My advice to them is to lead a healthy life - body and mind - but you never know - you may be sick but you may die out of something else - sound harsh - but reality check babe. My other advice is to pray with determination - the rest leave it to HIM. Well like we all know, we plan but HE will decide. I have not experience close friends - past way Thank God, Close relative - ada. ..Close friend past away like my fellow blogger- kembang semangkuk.

And although i feel healthy - may be - i didnt go for medical checkup - just yet- the last time was 1 year ago when i delivered my baby - well urmm so far the doctor didnt say anything - at her point of view , I have to be prepared, not that i expected it soon but you know - those advices that i gave i must practised it also - which i know not that easy... INSURANCE is one way to have peace of mind - if u ever become sick or of other mishaps..;-)

SO, i think i should make a list like - My name is EARL show - the longer i live the longer the list i suppose.. Want to know the list?....later - maybe until it is long enuff hehe

PEACE

ENGLISH 101

... i think i'll be missing in the world wide web blogging for a while until my machine is thoroughly fix... the virusses just doesnt seem to go away..keep on cleaning and cleaning - i guess i leave that to my other half to 'korek' everything out. and then i'll start blogging again and paste pictures like i always do... now i'm in cc...trying to do my 'social work' and my official work..

just the other day while we were waiting for a bus just to get to a place for dinner as i decided not to cook - well actually lazy to cook - i was having a chat with my other half on the blogging world - while the kids are also talking - at the same time - so i was complimenting to some blogs i encounter on how pretty and how catchy and how savvy and how good their english were - and at that moment my other half interrupted and say ' hmmmm...your englishhhhhhhhh - teruk -grammar lari and all " and of course being defensive " i write what i want lah - its my blog " and he said " well ..- yah..but its not my standard - just a bit better than a friend who took PHD in Japan " - hmmph well i kept quiet for a while and i guess i take that as a compliment... i bet my PHD friend cant accept this comment - but anyways for those who just visited my blog just read my few first blog http://neomesuff.blogspot.com/2006_06_11_neomesuff_archive.html - for my english language ego sake - oh ya - I was actually very shy to write and expose my undesignated writing to the world - and of course - i still proceed... dont care - i like writing too - and i am ready for for more grammartically error comments ..

and as we get into the bus... my other half was saying - hmm i think iwant to start my own blog too.. hehe - there you go - lets look out for his bombastic english ;-)

PEACE