Archive for October, 2005

Eid Ul Fitri Abroad

Posted: October 31, 2005 in Eid, Globe Trekker, Libya, memory lane


One can say celebrating Eid abroad is much more fulfilling than celebrating in one own’s county.

Unfortuantely or fortunately, it’s true.

It was back in 85/86 in a very humid, sandy and dry city of Tripoli. It was torturous for me, a 9 year old girl to fast every single day in such condition. What more, it was in the middle of summer. It was a challenge for me to go on fasting as I have childhood asthma and gastrics. So, I cheated a bit. I would fast everyday from dawn till 3pm, that is when school is over. The moment I reached home, I would break my fast! It went on till I was in 5th grade, I guess. I was such an active child back then, as I took part in soccer matches and floor hockey matches held during our long lunch breaks as well as during the weekend! That’s where all my energy went! Sports! Somehow, I learnt to manage my diet. The next year, I managed to fast for the whole month (no cheating, this time).

I enjoyed celebrating Eid in Tripoli, we have a small community of Malaysians there which consist of the Ambassador, Charge de Affairs, the 1st Sec (my dad), 2nd Sec, 3rd Sec, their PAs, security guard, drivers & a few Malaysian students. I can’t recall if we had terawih prayers at the embassy or at the ambassador’s residence which is not far from the embassy.

Malaysian Embassy

Mom & the other ladies would be busy the whole month preparing for Eid. We had a committee looking after food & beverages for special occasions such as Eid. Each of the ladies would prepare dishes (pot luck kind of thingie) when there is an official reception held in the embassy. We usually do, eg for Merdeka Day etc. As for Eid, we would celebrate it at the ambassador’s residence then we proceed to other houses. While parents were busy chit chatting, their kids would be busy running around playing catch the thief in the basement.

One thing I regretted was, I did not visit any Libyan houses while I was there. Mom did, lucky her as she was actively involved in Women International. She got to visit various places and attended all types of event held in and around Tripoli.

Below are a few pictures taken in Libya. For more details visit my Flickr Album.

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Que Mas Da Audio file

Posted: October 31, 2005 in music

Listen to Que Mas Da here. Save the file and play ti on your Media Player. Won’t regret it!

LIFE

Posted: October 30, 2005 in music

I have to get Ricky Martin’s latest album – LIFE.

Love his spanglish song

Que Mas Da (Luny Tunes Reggaeton Mix) Lyrics

Featuring Fat Joe and Amerie

[Fat Joe]
Crack Crack Crack!!
I don’t care that’s what Ricky said

[Amerie]
Oh oh

[Ricky]
En ti crei
Me dijiste si
Me diste el corazon
perfecta y fiel
en tu papel, de santa devocion

Y alli te vi
Tras la puerta una traicion
Los dos de pie, pegados de sed
Escuche en suspiro

Era brujeria, fantasia
No debia, si era mia… No
Que dolor saberlo, era cierto
Como aceptarlo… No, No, No
Comence a sentir quemando en mi
Un instinto asesino… Whoa!
El infierno conoci
Dejenme despertar

[Ricky]
Que mas da, solo quiero tu amor
Se que te dije que nunca mas
Volveria a amarte asi
Pero sigues clavada en mi
Te perdonare

Que mas da, solo quiero tu amor
No te puedo olvidar
Ni callarme el deseo de decir
Ven, regresa a mi,
te perdonare

[Amerie]
Solo fue un error
Un tremendo error
Dime por favor
Que aun existe amor
Peleare por ti
Pagare todo tu dolor

Solo fue un error, oh
Un tremendo error, oh
Dime por favor, oh
Que aun existe amor, oh-oh
Peleare por ti, oh-oh
Pagare todo tu dolor, oh oh oh oh oh oh….

[Fat Joe]
Should I leave, should I go, should I break apart
My mama said you would break my heart
I can’t believe you were sleazing, you’re a slut, a ho
now you wanna have a change of heart – Damn!

Who’d have thought
That you would deceive me
Love of my life
And my queen like Evie
And you didn’t even tell me you leavin’
I had to hear about it on Escandalo TV

Now who’s this man creeping in the back door
While I’ll hit him with the fo fo fo
I know you keep saying that you lovin’ me so
But why the hell are you crushin’ him for
…god damn now

I don’t care that’s what Ricky says and
If I catch him in this crib he’d be dead
I don’t play that mami
Now back to the ‘jects you go
I left your Reebok’s by the front door….. kickboxing

[Ricky]
Que mas da, solo quiero tu amor
Se que te dije que nunca mas
Volveria a amarte asi
Pero sigues clavada en mi
Te perdonare

Que mas da, solo quiero tu amor
No te puedo olvidar
Ni callarme el deseo de decir
Ven, regresa a mi,
te perdonare

Vision fatal
el seguia y seguia
Solo ella podia notar
Que yo estaba ahi
Preso de su mirar
Moria desangrandome
Como me pude enamorar
De quien mentiria asi
Sin sospechar que ella
Vendria a reirse de mi

Era brujeria, fantasia
No debia si eras mia… No
Que dolor saberlo, si era cierto
Como aceptarlo… No, No, No
Comence a sentir quemando en mi
Un instinto asesino… Whoa!
El infierno conoci
Dejenme despertar

[Ricky]
Que mas da, solo quiero tu amor
Se que te dije que nunca mas
Volveria a amarte asi
Pero sigues clavada en mi
Te perdonare

Que mas da, solo quiero tu amor
No te puedo olvidar
Ni callarme el deseo de decir
Ven, regresa a mi,
te perdonare

I DON’T CARE (Spanglish Translation)
Crack Crack Crack!!
I don’t care that’s what Ricky said

What does it matter
I just want your love
I know that I told you
I’d never again love you like this
But you remain inside in me
I will forgive you
What does it matter
I just want your love
I can’t forget you
Nor call with the desire to say
Come back to me
I will forgive you

I believed in you
I told you yes
You gave me your heart
Perfect and faithful
In your paper
Of saint-like devotion

And here I saw you
A betrayel through the porch
The two off their feet
Being a sin
I heard a sigh

It was witchcraft, a fantasy
That can’t be mine, no
What a pain I surely feel though
How to accept this, no no no!
I started to feel a burning inside
A killer instinct whoa!
I got to know hell
Let me wake up

Chorus:
What does it matter
I just want your love
I know that I told you
I’d never again love you like this
But you remain inside in me
I will forgive you

What does it matter
I just want your love
I can’t forget you
Nor call with the desire to say
Come back to me
I will forgive you

A fatal song and he continued
Only she had noticed
that I was here
The kiss of her look
died bleeding inside of me
How could I fall in love
with someone who lied like that
Without suspecting that she
would make fun of me

It was witchcraft, a fantasy
That can’t be mine, no
What a pain I surely feel though
How to accept this, no no no!
I started to feel a burning inside
A killer instinct whoa!
I got to know hell
Let me wake up

Chorus:
What does it matter
I just want your love
I know that I told you
I’d never again love you like this
But you remain inside in me
I will forgive you

What does it matter
I just want your love
I can’t forget you
Nor call with the desire to say
Come back to me
I will forgive you

Amerie:
It was just a mistake
A huge mistake
Tell me please
if there still exists love
I will fight for you
Curing all of your pain

It was just a mistake
A huge mistake
Tell me please
if there still exists love
I will fight for you
Curing all of your pain

Fat Joe:
Should I leave, should I go,
should I break apart
My mama said
you would break my heart
I can’t believe you were sleazing,you’re a slut, a ho
now you wanna have
a change of heart – Damn!

Who’d have thought
That you would deceive me
Love of my life
And my queen like Evie
And you didn’t even
tell me you leavin’
I had to hear about it
on Escandalo TV

Now who’s this man
creeping in the back door
While I’ll hit him with the fo fo fo
I know you keep saying
that you lovin’ me so
But why the hell
are you crushin’ him for

…god damn now
I don’t care that’s what Ricky says
and if I catch him
in this crib he’d be dead
I don’t play that mami
Now back to the ‘jects you go
I left your Reebok’s by the front door….. kickboxing

Chorus:
What does it matter
I just want your love
I know that I told you
I’d never again love you like this
But you remain inside in me
I will forgive you

What does it matter
I just want your love
I can’t forget you
Nor call with the desire to say
Come back to me
I will forgive you

I DON’T CARE

[Ricky]
I don’t care, I just wanna be yours
I know I told you I’d
Never love you the way that I did again
After all that you did to me
But I got to say

I don’t care, I just wanna be yours
And I am tryin’ everything in my power
To never ever say
Please come back to me
But I got to say

You promised me
We’d always be
You’d never let me go
You took the ring and all the things
that came with being my girl

A tragedy as I walked through that door
He had your feet up over the seat
All I heard was screaming

It was like a movie
Too real to me
That just can’t be my bride to be… No!
I was shocked as could be
never thinkin’ one day
I’d take this blow blow blow
I was startin’ to feel like
I should kill everything that was moving….Whoa!
I’ve never been in hell like this
Somebody wake me up

Chorus
I don’t care, I just wanna be yours
I know I told you I’d
Never love you the way that I did again
After all that you did to me
But I got to say

I don’t care, I just wanna to be yours and
I am tryin’ everything in my power
To never ever say
Please come back to me
But I got to say

The crazy part was that he
just kept going
’cause she was the only one
that had noticed me
Staring into the eyes
That I will one day call my babe
How could I’ve fallen so in love
With someone I’d known for years
And not even know that
She’d be the one
To reveal my worst my fears

It was like a movie
Too real to me
That just can’t be my bride to be… No!
I was shocked as could be
never thinkin’ one day
I’d take this blow blow blow
I was startin’ to feel like
I should kill everything that was moving….Whoa!
I’ve never been in hell like this
Somebody wake me up
Chorus
I don’t care, I just wanna be yours
I know I told you I’d
Never love you the way that I did again
After all that you did to me
But I got to say

I don’t care, I just wanna be yours and
I am trying everything in my power
To never ever say
Please come back to me
But I got to say

[Amerie]
I didn’t mean to do
All those things to you
Tell me what to do to make it up to you
I’ll do everything, anything that you want me to.

I didn’t mean to do, oh
All those things to you
Tell me what to do, oh, to make it up to you
I’ll do everything, anything that you want me to

[Fat Joe]
Should I leave, should I go, should I break apart
My mama said you would break my heart
I can’t believe you were sleazing, you’re a slut, a ho
now you wanna have a change of heart – Damn!

Who’d have thought
That you would deceive me
Love of my life
And my queen like Evie
And you didn’t even tell me you leavin’
I had to hear about it on Escandalo TV

Now who’s this man creeping in the back door
While I’ll hit him with the fo fo fo
I know you keep saying that you lovin’ me so
But why the hell are you crushin’ him for

…god damn now
I don’t care that’s what Ricky says and
If I catch him in this crib he’d be dead
I don’t play that mami
Now back to the ‘jects you go
I left your Reebok’s by the front door….. kickboxing

Chorus
I don’t care, I just wanna be yours
I know I told you I’d
Never love you the way that I did again
After all that you did to me
But I got to say

I don’t care, I just wanna be yours and
I am tryin’ everything in my power
To never ever say
Please come back to me
But I got to say

[Amerie]
Sorry baby
didn’t mean to hurt you

Delhi Bombings

Posted: October 30, 2005 in india

It’s nothing new according to mom. During her 3 1/2 years stay in New Delhi, they were warned about the bombings in and around Delhi. We avoided going to crowded places especially underground bazaars such as at Connaught Place which is located in the middle of New Delhi. A hustling and bustling place.

I was shocked to hear there were 3 bombing incidents in New Delhi especially Diwali & Eil Ul Fitri will be celebrated in a few days time. Who’s responsible? I don’t know and am not pointing fingers at anyone.

One of the places severely hit is Sarojini Nagar. A busy marketplace. Remember going to the market everyweek during my 3 month stay in Delhi. Mom needs to buy fresh fruits & vegies or some cotton homeware ie pajamas. They’re damn cheap & comfy too. But of very low quality. Who cares, it’s for home use, anyway!

Here’s a map of places affected. From BBC.

Sarojini Nagar is one of the easiest and closest market for us to go and buy our groceries since we used to live in Vasant Vihar.


A detailed map of New Delhi

Plan to visit or study in Delhi? This link will help.

Another attempt!

Posted: October 28, 2005 in meme

My bloody computer suddenly shut down. It has been like this for a few weeks now. Must be that damn malware @ some other known or unknown virus. I need a bloody new computer, this time maybe an apple! You hear that….(just incase this computer has ears and would cringe after hearing my threat of sending it to the junk yard!)

10 FAVORITES:
Favorite Color: Blue especially turquoise.

Favorite Food: pasta or any mediterranean food.

Favorite Month: February my birth month, so get me an amethyst earing….i have to find my jewelry set…

Favorite Song: Don’t have one. It changes all the time…but love the 80’s…all genres from Bon Jovi to Roxette…

Favorite Movie: Love the Goonies & License to Drive, no hot blooded teenager wouldn’t (during my time, that is)…you would fall in love the moment your eyes were set on Corey Haim. If you love Shakespeare, catch Much Ado About Nothing! I love watching Pride & Prejudice (BBC), Wuthering Heights, Little Women (Wynona Rider).

Favorite Sport: Tennis, EPL, Formula one & swimming….

Favorite Season: Spring….love the tulips.

Favorite Day Of the week: Friday.

Favorite Ice Cream Flavor: Chocolate mint.

Favorite time of Day: Dawn…A brand new day, it either make or brake you!.

9 CURRENTS:
Current Mood: Floaty Light.

Current Taste: What taste? It’s nearly the end of the fasting month, Ramadhan.

Current Clothes: Black University of Purdue “Boilers” Tee & Homey @ comfy light blue cotton bottom.

Current Desktop: Sexy Xabi Alonso…..

Current Toenail: Looks the same except I’ve put nail polish on them…colourless though! Au Naturale!

Current Time: Dusk.

Current Surroundings: It’s a mess, has just been hit by Hurricane Wilma, touch wood! Nope, books everywhere, under my bed even! ;P…Can’t help it, can I? Students will be students. The messier the better!

Current Thoughts: Get this done before my computer plans to shut down on its own!

8 FIRSTS:
First Best Friend: I don’t have a specific best friend! Don’t believe in them…but I have a few close friends…

First Kiss: Can’t remember…. where? Cheeks? Mouth? Nose…or ahem…ahem? Just Kidding!

First Screen Name: Pisces @ Arkarna I have to check my ICQ..it was so long ago…don’t think it was Shireen..tooo common…had to pick something OUTSTANDING!

First Pet: A bloody cat bit me!

First Piercing: Ears. Used to be 5!

First Crush:

Entertainment industry: Donnie Wahlberg from the New Kids on the Block. My God! He was sexy then wearing leather jacket and torn jeans….

First Album: Cassette: NKOTB (with my own pocket money) CD: ARKARNA’s single SO LITTLE TIME.

7 LASTS:
Last Cigarette: Nearly tried, it was between my lips but never get to start it. I was caught by my aunt. Definitely trying Shisha aka Sheesha aka Hookah

Last Drink: Orange Juice.

Last Car Ride: I drive to work everyday. I hate the public transport except for the LRT, of course!

Last Kiss: too many, on the cheeks that is!

Last Movie Seen: Love actually on ASTRO, last night! Starting to love watching British movies!

Last Phone Call: Sorry, you’ve got the wrong number. House phone number is unique, so this happens a lot!

Last CD Played: Have A Nice Day (Bon Jovi) & Simple Plan on my 3 disk Hi-Fi. It’s old, so it could only play 2 cds instead of 3!

6 HAVE YOU EVERS:
Have You Ever Dated One Of Your Best Guy/Girl Friends: I don’t date girls! I don’t date my best guy friends either. Most of my guy frends prefer guys! Haha..well you feel safe with them!

Have You Ever Broken the Law: Who hasn’t?

Have You Ever Been Arrested: I’ve been stopped a few times, not because of speeding…(they’ll just catch me on their bloody hight tech camera). Actually, for going or staying out late when we were considered underage. What do you expect when you’ve completed your O-levels, go about town and paint it RED, man. This place ain’t England…which has tighter & strict rules!

Have You Ever Skinny Dipped: YAre you mad? I don’t have the bod to do so! Even if I have a hot bod it’s for my hubby…for your eyes only, babe!

Have You Ever Been on TV: Yup, caught screaming during a concert. Those were the days!

Have You Ever Kissed Someone You Didn’t Know: No thank you!

5 THINGS:
Thing You’re Wearing: Glasses.

Thing You’ve Done Today: Gossip & love it.

Thing You Can Hear Right Now: My tv.

Thing You Can’t Live Without: My pc.

Thing You Do When You’re Bored: Read a paperback & slowly fall asleep.

4 PLACES YOU’VE BEEN TODAY:
1. workplace
2. workplace
3. workplace.
4. bed.

3 PEOPLE YOU CAN TELL ANYTHING TO:
1. mom.
2. Balqis.
3. Shah, my pal.

2 CHOICES:
1. Black or White: Black. Balck symbolises elegance! Sexy! *Little Black dress*
2. Hot or Cold: Hot Water (shower)! Cold for drinks! Cold weather!

1 THING YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE:
whatever I haven’t accomplish.

I tag whoever is interested or in the mood or bored! Not forcing anyone. If you want to share & don’t have a blog, do it here, share it with me in my blog!

In the Zone

Posted: October 24, 2005 in mi vida loca, Snaps

Less than a week and school’s over. Yeah….but it ain’t over till it’s over! Whatever. All I know, that is, I have about 2 weeks to do some reading for my semester exams. 2 papers right after Eid. Pray God, I’d do well & pass with flying colors! So, I won’t be blogging for some time…however i’ll be posting some portraits for my photography project at Flickr which is due to be posted on the 4th of November. I haven’t got my subject yet, but never fear, I’ll eventually get it done.

My other photography projects will be taken in Istanbul, Turkey & will be posted somewhere in December. I can’t wait! So, hopefully I’ll write an entry in this blog before I leave for Turkey!

Ciao…
Hasta Luego…
Au revoir…
Jumpa Lagi…
Ta ta…
C Ya!…

hat’s Your Blogging Personality?

Posted: October 20, 2005 in Uncategorized
Your Blogging Type is Artistic and Passionate

You see your blog as the ultimate personal expression – and work hard to make it great.
One moment you may be working on a new dramatic design for your blog…
And the next, you’re passionately writing about your pet causes.
Your blog is very important – and you’re careful about who you share it with.

What’s Your Blogging Personality?

British English vs Malaysian English

Posted: October 19, 2005 in culture

A friend of mine e-mailed this.

Take a look and see how (most) Malaysians speak/use English in their own ways Stick out tongue [:P]

WHEN GIVING A CUSTOMER BAD NEWS
Britons: I’m sorry, Sir, but we don’t seem to have
the sweater you want in your size, but if you give
me a moment, I can call the other outlets for you.
Malaysians: No Stock.

RETURNING A CALL
Britons: Hello, this is John Smith. Did anyone page
for me a few moments ago?
Malaysians: Hallo, who page?

ASKING SOMEONE TO MAKE WAY.
Britons: Excuse me, I’d like to get by. Would you
please make way?
Malaysians: S-kew me

WHEN SOMEONE OFFERS TO PAY
Britons: Hey, put your wallet away, this drink is on
me.
Malaysians:No-need, lah.

WHEN ASKING FOR PERMISSION
Britons: Excuse me, but do you think it would be
possible for me to enter through this door?
Malaysians: (pointing the door) can ar?

WHEN ENTERTAINING
Britons: Please make yourself right at home.
Malaysians: Don’t be shy, lah!

WHEN DOUBTING SOMEONE
Britons: I don’t recall you giving me the money.
Malaysians: Where got?

WHEN DECLINING AN OFFER
Britons: I’d prefer not to do that, if you don’t mind.
Malaysians: Doe-waaaan!

IN DISAGREEING ON A TOPIC OF DISCUSSION
Britons: Err. Tom, I have to stop you there. I
understand where you’re
coming from, but I really have to disagree with
what
you said about the issue.
Malaysians: You mad, ah?

WHEN ASKING SOMEONE TO LOWER THEIR
VOICE.
Britons: Excuse me, but could you please ! lower
your voice, I’m trying to concentrate over here.
Malaysians: Shaddap lah!

WHEN ASKING SOMEONE IF HE/SHE KNOWS
YOU.
Britons: Excuse me, but I noticed you staring at
me for some time. Do I know you?
Malaysians: See what, see what?

WHEN ASSESSING A TIGHT SITUATION.
Britons: We seem to be in a bit of a predicament at
the moment.
Malaysians: Die-lah!!

WHEN TRYING TO FIND OUT WHAT HAD
HAPPENED
Britons: Will someone tell me what has just
happened?
Malaysians: Wat happen Why lidat????ADUI!!!
(jumping to conclusion)

WHEN SOME ONE DID SOMETHING WRONG
Britons: This isn’t the way to do it here let mne
show you.
Malaysians:Hoi!!!u pig ar lidat also doe no how to
do!!!!

WHEN ONE IS ANGRY
Britons: Would you mind not disturbing me
Malaysians:Celaka u/LANCAUUUUUUUU/cibai
la/puki mak/pu nya ma!!! (swearing…sometimes the F word sounds better!)

It’s atrocious. Am not talking about the accent, It’s the choice of words. My God! Mind Your Language!!

Well, it has always been my dad! I have always wanted to emulate my dad’s achievements & success. Went to the same university, share the love of geography. Dad’s a geography major during his undergrad days plus took some courses at the geology dept…well so did I! However, am not a geography major…I wanted to transfer from the education faculty to the social sciences & humanities faculty but that wasn’t possible as I was granted scholarship to earn an education degree! Then, I wanted to join the diplomatic corps…but that’s not possible..it’s that scholarship thingie again! Fine…I’ll just stick with the teaching profession. Well, at the moment, I’m hoping to complete my Master’s degree. My dad was one of the youngest to be awarded the master’s degree from Central Michigan University, at the age of 29, that was back in 79! And was contemplating of doing his PhD at one of the Ivy Leagues, Princeton @ Columbia. Imagine, a kampung boy, who to me, has made it big, surviving the hardship of kampung life & made it through English school. Gosh, it’ll be difficult for me to be in his shoes!

Dad is my idol, not Mahathir, nor Bush @ Clinton @ even Margaret Thatcher. There’s no need to look far when the right person is in front of you! He is there when you need him, there to guide you, there to push you into the right direction! I am lucky to have a supportive, open-minded dad. I worship the ground he walks on.

Some may think I’m daddy’s girl, maybe I am but he can’t help it, can he? I’m the only one he has got! Don’t get me wrong. He doesn’t spoil me rotten. He has his principles & house rules. So, I have to obey them and try not to hurt them anyway I can, after bringing me up all these years. I wouldn’t want to be some shit embarassing my parents for some dumb selfish reason!

Ah…mom wants me to apply for a job at IPBA, there’s an opening for my kind of work there. Plan to apply at IIUM as well…we will see…there’s a bright future ahead, I hope!

FINALLY

Posted: October 14, 2005 in mi vida loca

Half of the heavy load has been lifted. The other half is awaiting somewhere around the corner, nope not far, within walking distance from where I am at the moment.

My first destination after work is of course a short trip to my alma mater, my uni, and drop this combed bind paper work into the pigeon hole. All my blood & sweat had been poured over it these past few days. I worked on it as if I was possessed, no time for food nor time for sleep, just a short nap. It’s true, I was in front of the comp from 2100 till 0600 the next day, two days straight.

So, I don’t know if I can laze around this weekend, with my uncles & aunties & cousins of all ages walking through the front door of my house & sharing their time to break fast with the whole clan! It’s a once in a year breaking of fast gathering.