9%

My mother asked me if my father called to wish me for my birthday.

Gosh, I didn't even think of it, until she mentioned it. I guess I didn't even want to think of it. I thought I had let the issue go but apparently, for me to write this, there is still about 9% left :D

So Pappa dearest, if and should you be reading my blogg, funny isn't it, that you once said that celebrating birthdays is not islamic, how is it that you can ring the whole world at 7am to wish them happy birthday but you somewhat forget mine, Bisha's and Umma's?

*listening to Chumbawamba's I get knocked down*

I get knocked down

But I get up again

You're never going to keep me down

32 years passed

I am grateful for so many things this birthday..
I have a husband who loves me.
I have a beautiful child who I love.
I have a roof over my head, that keeps me safe and sound.
I have people I can call friends who give me loads of support.
I have family members I treasure very much.

What more do I need? :)

Another 'liar'

A new stir in Malaysia..

I got this story and another one from a friend today. I did not find it amusing nor was I surprised at it. It was just a matter of time before some VIP fired out at bloggers.

I side the indonesian journalist actually. My husband and I were at the opening ceremony of Colours of Malaysia in 2006 and despite having invitations/tickets we were not allowed to sit at our allocated places as we were not VIP's. The MTPB staff were curt and as usual with the tidak kisah attitude. So I really dont blame the journalist and her team at all for being treated that way.

Guess it takes a greater liar to recognize another liar!

I don't see the bloggers tarnishing the image of malaysians when we've got VIP and ministers doing a great job making fools of themselves.

45 days passed? ? ?

Oh wow, I didn't realise that time flew so darn fast!

I started uni.. and like I mentioned in my earlier post, I AM enjoying ever moment of it. I've got a great mix of group members, made new friends, learnt new ideas and thoughts, and worked hard!

I've been sooooo busy I haven't really bothered myself with my feelings. I guess I better deal with it before I have a breakdown.

I've got a new phrase in Swedish 'lyxfrukost' literally meaning luxurious breakfast. This morning I ate leftovers from the dinner Jules cooked on Saturday... I was feeling a bit homesick today and usually food and music helps so to have food, ready to eat and that someone else cooked it (heck, it tends to get boring to taste my food all the time!) that's what I call Lyxfrukost :D

Jules, terima kasih *hugs*

*listening to Sheilah Majid*

Sweet dreams Sophie

I read about Sophie Mazurek earlier today and how her family blame celebrities like Posh (Victoria Beckham) and other skinny ones for their daughter's anorexia. Should mainstream media be blamed? If it weren't for magazines, newspapers, tabloids, the Internet and TV, where else would girls like Sophie be viewing paper-thin celebrities? Personally they look like walking chopsticks to me.

How many girls will we see succumb to celebrity-chopstick pressure before we wake up?
How many more girls will skip their meals or throw up their food in order to be a chopstick?


Rest in Peace, Sophie .



*listening to Sting's Fields of Gold*

Power of...

It is 1am, I should be asleep but here I am wide awake, eating a sandwich and chatting with 2 friends and laughing my head off.

I had a lot on my mind to write but I guess I forgot it... maybe it wasn't important enough to think or ponder more.

Guess that's the power of laughter.. and 2 good friends :)







*listening to Nelly Furtado's Promiscuous*
(of all songs :D)

Happy New Year ! !

Oh wow, the third day of 2007! I had friends over for the new years weekend - had a quiet but enjoayble dinner and some good food. The highlight of new years eve was viewing the fireworks for about 25 minutes from our balcony.

I stopped making new years resolution from 1997 because I realised that no matter how much I planned for how my life should be, it just never 'followed the guidelines'. There were too many 'shoulds' and 'supposed to..' and 'by the time I am xx old, I would ...' I don't have regrets about not being in the corporate world. I can't imagine going back to the double-edged sword world.


I've always loved children for so many reasons - their innocent ways, their curiosity, how brave and bold they can be. The glimmer and sparkle in their eyes, or how excited they get when they are on an 'adventure' or learning something new. Makes me wonder... When and where did I loose my interest for learning? It doesn't matter, I am back in school as an adult, loving every moment of it. I know I am going to love it even more in a few weeks time.