friday. woo. i got to sleep in. only until 9, but its better than waking up at 7 and having to rush to mandi and face the traffic jam no? yes?

another long day of baking ahead. My review went up on LLFHW today. I love the review.. but i wished i could say the same about my hair in most of the photos. i didn’t realise it was THAT messy :S hahaha.but then again, i’m not working in the Saloon. I work in the kitchen. sighz.

i’m going through a MENTAL list of things to do today as i’m typing this up. oh. btw. i have a moustache again. huhu. need to get that sorted out. krg kalau mikin panjang mcm si MISAI KONTOT (ROFL). huhuhuhu. sama krg kalau..panjang.. when i tick PEREMPUAN in forms, officials would start questioning me WHY. huhuhu. skali if i walk around the mall, people would start asking me if i am Mr Potato…to which i would say Yes. but no potato for you. and if someone asks for the direction of Mohan. i’d point to my upperlip and say..HERE. skli kalau panjang banar, nda tah ku dpt jadi stewardess…

kana suruh tah ku jadi STEWARD ganya………

tapi aku notice yang be misai ani slalunya those men who direct kapal terbang where to go once they land. bnr. they all have thick moustcahe to go with the huge ass ear muffs. surprisingly, they match.

ok this is one of those daily, pointless rants.
_____stop.

btw. it’s smelling like its going to be a very busy september.

bye.

i have blisters on the soles of my feet. therefore i cannot run. therefore i am pissed. therefore i scared if i dont run then therefore i couldn’t fit in to my baju raya. therefore i’ll be risking looking like a pumpkin during raya. sigh.

i like this song. it reminds me of someone. not so much a girl.

kiss me.

So Maya and I went shopping today.

this is what we bought. However, we had to pay the full PRICE..cause for SOME reason, the promo code we entered was INVALID. How can they not know SAS BROWNIES??? baik pulang ku cuba SasVrOnIeZ kali? hahaha.

liat tu, 16 Biji. for my ten fingers and 5 toes. the other One is for Maya, altho she’s still deciding whether to shape it in to a Brooch or a BELLY RING.

we are rich.
dont mess.

hahahahahahaa

kiss me.

Earthquakes..can’t shake us
Cyclones can’t break us
Hurricanes can’t take away our love.

my chinese friend: eh u better register now u know other wise you (r) lugi.
me: hahahaha apa? LUGI?
my other friend: cuba kau cakap OREN?
my chinese friend: rrrrrLLLLugi!!!!
my other friend: cakap oren oren!!! oren!
my chinese friend: orrLen.
me: cuba kau ckp.. red lorry yellow lorry 1000 kali hahaha.
my chinese friend: haahaha , eh i kidding only wah i know its RRRRRlugi ok? i was referring to Mario’s friend. LUGI.
me: hahaha penipu! you mean LUIGI?
my chinese friend: eh awu ah. nemine eh, u just register..nanti u LUGI.

haahahaha

aku inda mau lugi eh.

Meet Luong Ung (Pronounced as Luwang)

A fiesty 5 year old Cambodian girl who was forced to grow up quickly in order to survive the brutality of the Khmer Regime. Her dad died protecting the family of 8 and the death of the mom and elder sister soon followed through. Orphaned and against her will, she was compelled to train as a child soldier. I simply can’t keep this book down. It tells a true story about love, family, persistence and survival.

Ive heard about this book during my boarding school days. My sisters had to read the book for their ESL classes.. but I did not bother picking it up until my recent visit to the S-21 prison in Cambodia. The prison exposed the cruel acts of torture executed by Pol Pot’s men during the Khmer Regime. I saw the book displayed at the souvenir shop in the vicinity of the prison and remembered a photo of Kel posing with the book back in 2003.

Deeply affected by what i saw at the prison (blood stained floors, torture instruments et al), i couldn’t resist finding out more about what actually went down during that period of time and bought the book. I havent finished reading it ..and i’m choosing to take my time , only because i’m worried that i wouldn’t have anything this GOOD to read when i finish. huhu.

i’d like to share with you some of my favorite excerpts from the book..(so far)

“At the new camp the nearest thing to friendship comes from the palm tree boy. I do not know his name and have never spoken to him….He and his father share the job of collecting palm sap.. if they are there when i am around, the boy usually throws a palm fruit in my direction, smiling and waving to me with his hand still clutching the cleaver.”

“I’ve always thought he (her father) looked like the stone faces of the gods at Angkor Wat”

Unlike stories from the Holocaust, this one hits closer to home. The book made me realise how fortunate we are for not being exposed to such cruelty in our lifetime and this is exactly why history shouldn’t repeat itself.

Luong Ung shines brighter than any of the other precious gemstones on display at the Russian Market..or anywhere else for that matter,Truly a diamond in the rough (Kalah anting2 si Maya, si Amal sama si Kel)

Kel on the book:
‘Paloi ni buku ah, adakah durang bagi buku cani ani kan time org exam. what if students get mentally disturbed? paloi tu si Patterson ah (her Y12 english teacher).. i shudve told her WHY U MAKE US READ THIS BOOK U STUPID SHIT, I CANNOT DO MY EXAM.’

or really..what someone else found and then.. i found?

nice kan?

but i like what the (ex)V.E was playing towards to end better.

u can never go wrong with ruffedge or v.e altho i prefer the vocals of Ruffedge more.

si Lah ani pass Lah. buleh Lah. okay Lah. lawa jua Lah.

heheheheheeh. awal jua ku bangun ani.

Selamat berweekend.

meeting up with Clare and making a trip down to Lula Rock! i can’t wait. Off in lieu on Monday! finally!! a much needed break!!! :S its been what 5 months since my last off-in-lieu?? i cnt wait for me to able to take my cutiz. i want to jalan jalan with Kelly. it’s been too long.

i got yo back boy~

kiss me.

I asked the cleaners here at the hotel what they get paid every month and they told me that they only receive about 50-80 USD. $80 bucks for hard work isn’t much. that’s not even equivalent to what maids get in Brunei. She then told me that she had to fork out USD$200 every 3 months to pay for her daughter’s education..that only leaves her USD$40 to spend on life’s necessities :S

80 bucks man.

80.

eight jiro.

if i only had 20 dollars to spend every month..i’ll probably only get to eat KFC on my birthday.

hence why i don’t see fat people crowding the streets here. i’m probably the fattest one here.

…

arghhhhhh im up early. i tot id be able to take advantage of the fact that Cambodia’s an hour behind from Brunei time. I was gonna sleep in. but no. these eyes opened at 6:30AM. on.the.dot. blah. I think i’ll catch up with my reading.

oh. did you know that the name SiemReap ( the city where ANgkor Wat is) actually means ‘The Thais Lost?’ . hhahaha. awesome kan? baik jua inda Siem Reap S.I.

“The Thais Lost, Suck It!”

ok bye.

Tharwana, please ease off youtube. i had a peek over at her laptop screen and 50% were covered in youtube tabs. she’s what i like to call a YOU TUBE HOARDER. tharwana’s like the main player in the HEART OF YOUTUBE conservation project. pindah tah kau ke temburong Thar.

I do it too sometimes, u know?, not close a youtube tab for days and days and days..(i still have Whitney Houston’s youtube tab opened since last week) but my sister sort of taken this hoarding thing to a whole new level..to the point that i can’t even load FACEBOOK properly on MY laptop. I am now led to believe that she only goes on the internet to watch youtube and chat to Jannah. i always see her swapping MSN chat windows and youtube..

Jannah..Youtube..Jannah Youtube. Jannah Youtube. repeat 100,000,000sampaiinternetdirumahanidisfunctionalberabis x

although i have to give her credit. she’s made some improvements with her youtubing habits. before this she was DOWNLOADING videos on to her computer. when i asked her what that was all about..she was like Ka, the video only runs for 3 minutes.

oh. LAW students. WHAT DO THEY KNOW?? hahaha

anyway, cooked for the family today. i must say, i do miss cooking. it was roast chicken , vegetable lasagna and oglio sexy times. Aziz was over the mooooon with tonight’s sungkai spread. I’m not really a big fan of italian food but i enjoy making it. it’s all in the garlic. i was at Guan Hock Lee this afternoon.. and i saw a packet of Squid Ink pasta. SQUID INK PASTA is what LOVEEE is made of. Maybe i could ask mommy to buy those huge ass calamari/squid freaky things and have her save their ink bags for me. is that what they’re stored in?

UNIVERSE, IS SQUID INK STORED IN “INK BAGS” IN THEIR BODY?
No SYAZWANA..They are called SACS. and this isn’t the universe answering you. I am WIKIPEDIA.

but What i really really love is..Rendang and fried chicken kampongzzpoklenzshitumofoz style. Back in melbourne, i was a rendang freak. always experimenting new rendang recipes i get off the internet.. my comfort food usually consisted of a portion of rendang, white rice smothered in butter and a dash of kicap manis topped with a fried egg..with yolk so yellow i had to have it with my shades on (hahaha over!). sometimes if i was rajin, id fry myself some chicken which has been marinated in kunyit to go with it. These days, i don’t see the point of having rendang when i can’t have rice. why wasn’t i born with a THE Ferrari of metabolic rates ah? id rather not have rendang at all when all i can have is a spoonful of rice. 3 at the most. 5 if i’m being naughty. 5.5 if im PUSHING IT GAH.

Having rendang would usually mean having a POT of rice all to yourself which is the way it should be.

plus. its also the TIME factor. i simply don’t have time to wait for beef to simmer in the pot..or wait for chicken to turn golden in the fryer. the things i took for granted. SIGHHHHHHH.

to think that you’ve eaten rice all your life your body would be able to digest it quicker ah? same with kfc. ive had them since they first opened their doors in Brunei which is probably back in 1991-2? -3? 1993? thats almost GAZILLION years. why can’t the human body evolve in to U-CAN-STILL-HAVE-KFC-AND-BE-A SIZE-6-LUVIN-MACHINE? shit you banar eh. huhu. its about time. ah kfc. when will i ever be sick of it. i was thinking about this the other day..and perhaps the only way to wean me off kfc forever is by working FOR the franchise. but i had a friend who has worked in mcdonalds for a couple of years and still eat mcdonalds..TODAY.

so chances are, it might not even work. eh. u know who i’m blaming for my rendang,kfc,mcdonalds et al suppression?

freaking SKINNY BITCHES.

hahaha.

anyway, Happy Birthday Kamaliah. Have a good one baby girl.

kiss you.

It’s one of those Mondays when your alarm didn’t go off sending you scrambling out the front door. The traffic on the way to the office didn’t help either. WTF are they thinking constructing roads at this hour. This is what i don’t GET about the country. WHY? malam nada kah? weekend nada kah? nda kamu kan tebayar org org kamu ani over time kah? biar tia seluruh brunei ani JAM kah? i seriously dont get it. on a MONDAY lagi tu.

anyway, got to work and for some reason the computer kept on rejecting my password to log on.

STUPID CAPS LOCK. WHY R U EVEN THERE???/

like seriously..what’s a caps lock for?

shift+desiredkeyuwanttomakecapital is the way to go.

or..shift+ f.off.

btw, jangantah di ikut ni,. aku inda puasa
urgh. kusut ku.

Ria’s interpretation of Dewa’s Cinta Kan Membawamu Kembali.

i love it. just when you thought a song couldn’t be even more beautiful.

ive attached the lyrics. just incase anyone feels like singing along

Cintakan Membawamu Kembali Dewa Lyrics

Tiba saat mengerti
Jerit suara hati
Yang letih meski mencoba
Melabuhkan rasa yang ada

Mohon tinggal sejenak
Lupakanlah waktu
Temani air mataku, Teteskan lara
Merajut asa, Menjalin mimpi
Endapkan sepi - sepi

Reff :
Cinta’kan membawamu…
Kembali disini, Menuai rindu
Membasuh perih
Bawa serta dirimu…
Dirimu yang dulu
Mencintaiku apa adanya…

Saat dusta mengalir
Jujurkanlah hati
Genangkan bathin jiwamu
Genangkan cinta
Seperti dulu Saat bersama
Tak ada keraguan…
Back to Reff :

‘Back to reff’ ah jangan lupa. lol. the way she plays it just triggers all sorts of emotions..

macam… lapar.. dan dahaga..

hehe…….

DOT DOT DOT berabis.

ive been up all night watching my favorite Ghostwriter episodes on Youtube. huhuhu. Growing HUP (HAHA, PIT *MAYA MAYA*) , i LOVED watching the series. Infact, i look forward to school holidays just to watch Ghostwriter. It even gave me mixed feelings when my parents planned on taking all of us for holidays overseas during the school break. mcm kalau kana bawa belayar OR kana suruh tidur rumah nini we’d be like ‘ala cana ni cana ni..Ghostwrite ah.. cana ni rumah NINI tv BRUNEI nya nda tarang!!!!!!!!’ hahahah awe didn’t like missing on any episodes and had everything recorded on tape so that we could watch it over and over.

paloi. Ber-ghost bah banar cerita GhostWriter ani. ada kah kan kana bawa belayar kan mau tinggal di brunei meliat Ghostwriter.

and RTB, i remember IN PAIN when you decided not to PLAY all of the parts to 1 EPISODE. kenapa kamu, LALI?????????????? Just when the cases were slowly being solved, RTB decided to skip the remaining parts and show a new one. lol to think 15 years(ish) later i’d be OVER it. NOOOO. i still remember which episodes they were. haha. i thnk the local channel only mananged to go through the first two seasons.

i remember getting crushes on the different male members of the GW team at different times. WHen it first showed.. i had a crush on Alex. and then Hector kali.. hahahaha mcm eh. aku ani suka CHIKANO rupanya. explains my love for Pitbull sama Sean Paul.

(bukan Sean Paul Steve Austin. mana ada tu. atu STONE COLD. hahahaha.)

QUE OLA CATA QUE OLA OMEGA!!
1 2 3 4..Uno Dos Tres.. i know u want meyh u know i want chah..

lol. ANYWAY. and then i remember LOVING Rob.. and then Jamal. eh gila. suka wah ku ni ghostwriter ah. hahaha PIT PIT.

ok. i will stop here. this is not a confession booth.its a confession tooth….(?)

i shy now. haha

anywya, yes so i was watching my fav episodes again on youtube… that Max Mouse episode sama Galaxy Girl. huhuhu.

ok. i am such a loser.

off to bake.

i dont know why but i felt the urge to blog again. why am i spending this precious time blogging? when i should be downing at least 5 bottles of mineral water before Sahur. I’ve only had a bottle today. gAH.

coffee is coffee.
peanut butter is peanut butter.
members is members.
zek is famous.

pasal kedia banyak puasa org pacah hari ani. yes?

i am tired.

give me 5.

#1. If your office is freezing cold, bring a jacket. this way you won’t feel like falling asleep every fifteen minutes.

#2.. i cant think. because i am falling asleep.

bye.

kalau org tanya macamana kamu kurus.. kamu jawab cani:

“Dengan Ketawe”

i love to laugh. which is why i only like to make friends with funny people. yang serious2 atu boring. ada jua yang cali..tapi OVER atu.. boring jua. mcm ckpnya capi2 yang lucah2 skali ya pikir cali..tapi INDA..(SUCK IT!!!). and everyone’s forced to laugh because if they DIDNT they’d get punched in the face. pronto.

hahaha. anyway.

its been a long week. tommorrow’s a starting to another long week. its my first puasa+working+baking this year and im feelin the pressure. if only i get to have coffee in the mornings. i dont even need food to get thru one day. just COFFEE.

its so freakinz hard to wake up in the morning it. i would imagine that’s how a NINI would feel like! waking up like you’ve lived it all..and all you want to do is just stay in and wait for Cinta Kirana to play on Astro ria..

ah. if only i get to stay in and wait for Cinta Kirana. that’d be so awesome.. but of course. im only 16. and i have to live like im 16 and pretend that life is great without coffee. wait. come to think of it even 16 y.o can’t live without coffee these days. they’re thronging coffee places like nightclubs. i should know. im 16.

so anyway. time to salip salip ok? don naughty2. otherwise u kena smack.

kiss me.

there’s just something about running that makes you feel almost invincible. i havent been feeling invincible for almost a month now. i have been running. but not as often as i used to. The heavy rains (which seem to have now subsided) may perhaps me one of the culprits.. oh and also a certain something called laziness. I am fast approaching the danger zone. if i keep this up..all the work that i’ve put in in the last 10 months would go to a waste. rubbish u know rubbish? go inside the rubbish u knoh? waste baskets u knoh?

eh u knoh. i tink tommorrow i better make it a point to go to the gym. tapi i tink aku boring sudah ke gym atu. tapi kan belusir diluar.. panas kali ah. mcm cacing kepanasan yang berpuasa…saja. hahaha if there is such a thing. lol. or MCKYB. for shortform. boring wah gym atu banyak members yang pit pit. huhu pit pit.

bagus eh. time abis ujan. start tia puasa.

kali i should terawikh mcm berabis kali.. siap pakai heart monitor. hahahaha. kalau balum sampai 168.. laju laju lagi. sampai pingsan.

anyway,

it was so good to wake up at 12pm tadi. i love long weekends. wish i kud sleep in tommorrow. but i baker’s got to do what a baker’s got to do..: boss around their maids at 6am.

kiss me.

GAH. i have a headache. and i have yet to bake 40 trays of brownies.. another 10 trays of white chocolate blondies and a hundred something of portuguese egg tarts for tommorrow. Oh Ramadan how i’ve missed you!

this is The Cakery’s second year of production. I’m not sure if the business has grown but i know my menu has. Last year, around this time i only had about 4-5 types of Brownies for Sale..now i have.. THIRTEEN-ish. haha. who would’ve thunk that i was a baker???? 4 years ago i would’ve had a heart attack hearing the words BAKE & CAKE used in the same sentence. I should really start keeping a record of my business data. but where’s the fun in that? i started this business out of the love of chocolate, the shocking fact that i could bake and my love for bags, shoes and chunky jewelery and that’s just how it should be. at least for now.

anyway ill post again later. just tot i’d write up a quick one before i get stuck with a rolling pin and a bowl of pastry dough for the rest of the night

happy ramadhan you all.
god bless.

kiss me.