Assalamua'laikum.

TURNING 27 ON 28TH

Happy Birthday: Concentrate on discipline, hard work and your desires. Taking the easy route will be your downfall. Make decisions, accept the inevitable and then make a commitment to yourself to achieve.

Today as I share my birthday with Bill Gates, Julia Roberts and Joaquin Phoenix, I am tremendously honoured. We have promised a birthday dinner at Swensen's and then Julia's gonna check-in with Bill, while Joaquin & me are gonna take a long walk down the beach.
How nice!

I wished a birthday wish...

...craves.

I promised to be a good girl bourned of good deeds whilst being good towards all living breathing things. To those whom witnessed, share with me the efforts for it shall result to all things good. Merci Beaucoup!!

Wassalam.

Assalamua'laikum.

GENTLY UNFOLD

So far so good. The first day of Ramadhan went well for me. Full of patience, filled with perseverance. As I shut the harbingers away from my territory, I am snug in my own little world. However, it was just great to have my superior indulge me into an hour-long individual meeting. "Memang menguji kesabaran aku". Silence is sweet when you're fasting.

So, my colleague's Deepavali merry-making was just over the moons. Must he parade the mouthwatering murukkus and sugee on the table? Oh, pure anguish. See no touch, think must not. "Sabar itu separuh dari Iman". It truly is a test of faith.

Evening creeps in as much as I anticipate it to be. I was clamouring on dear salvation, do reach home quick! The soothing call of the twilight adzan marks a daylight's end of Ramadhan day one. To have the essence of the twilight overtake you in deep humble conversation with Almighty, as what all Muslim brothers & sisters will do, purely, is of rewarding and enriching.

Therefore, till what tomorrow shall bring...

Ma'asalamah & Wassalam.

Gently, my mind escapes into the relaxing world of pleasure, a pleasure that'll take my mind off the reality of my life, my past life... life as I know it now. And whatever may come, it slowly disappears to the back of my mind. It will remain there, until I wish to retrieve it.

Assalamua'laikum

RAMADHAN BULAN SUCI

Bulan yang penuh hikmah, jauhkan diri dari maksiat dan perbuatan yang di-lakhnat oleh Allah SWT. Penuhi-lah waktu mu dengan lafaz ayat-ayat suci, maka bulan suci Ramadhan yang paling penuh barakah. Moga-moga segala amalan kami di berkati Allah dan harum wangi perjalanan kami ke arah ihsan MU, Ya Allah. Amin.

Ku mohon ampun dan maaf kepada sekelian rakans & sahabats, atas kesilapan ku, sempurna menjelang 1 haribulan Ramadhan ini. Di pagi hening suci bulan Ramadhan, segala kehidupan alam berada di dalam ketenteraman dan segala makhluk Allah yang beriman akan memahami. Kebaikan, kesihatan dan kesejahteraan yang ku doakan buat kami seisinya. Amin. JazakAllah.

Berikut ini adalah waktu imsakiah bagi bulan Ramadhan 1424 Hijriah. Check it out.
WAKTU IMSAKIAH BAGI SINGAPURA 2003

Wassalam.

Assalamua'laikum.

WHAT'S RIGHT BUT NOT WRONG?

"Not everyone will share your enthusiasm. Some opposition may be festering behind the scenes. If you have to deal with other people regarding your plans, make it clear you want things done to your specifications."

Anyway,
"A man's ruin lies in his tongue."
Egyptian Proverb

Wassalam.

Assalamua'laikum.

ITU INI BEGITU BEGINI

Si Botak Kilat cakap:

"Katak pisang, Katak puru,
Adakah Katak dan Pisang Sepupu?
Jangan perasan atau terharu,
Bukan nak Ucap kata Rindu,
Cuma nak Ucap Selamat Hari raya hindu..."

Dah gitu, Si Boncit Gigi Jarang-Jarang pun jawab:

"Batang Pisang, Katak Puru,
Saya tak sambut Hari raya hindu,
Awak dah ke kahwin dengan Si Muthu,
Sehingga sampaikan ucapan Macam TU..."

Datang bebudak lagi satu ni, dia balas:

"Katak Lompat, Katak Terjun,
Adakah Katak dalam Satu Rumpun?
Jangan panic atau kanchiong,
Bukan nak Ucap kata Rindu,
Cuma nak Ucap Selamat Hari WAK LU !"

Aku pun kata:

"Katak, Katak,
Kepriye lho lu?
Koq jadi nang omongan wong Ketoprak,
Atos n'das lu,
Wong karang pisang orah dipangan seng Katak,
Wes, n'das neh jeblok lu.."

Senyum-senyum selalu, wahai sahabats dan rakans! Life's too short to make it delirious.

Wassalam.

Assalamua'laikum.

BETWEEN VAMPIRES, LYCANS AND SAMURAI-TRAINED ASSASSINS.

It was a Saturday evening of no other. However in fact, the first half of the Saturday was spent at the office, then back home, catch 40 winks, the cycle usually as normally I would rule my Saturdays. Some people just failed to understand my dire need of an afternoon nap. They just freaked when I don't pick up their calls. Booyah to you, man..

When it was time to meet my movie-hungry friends, I made them lost the first 15 minutes run of the movie, Underworld. Because I turned up late. I was laughing in my knickers while on my way up to see them, but once I see their figures roaming about the theatre waiting for me, I shrinked. For the fear of getting a good knock on my head from 'em, I galloped over, like one bashful teenage kid. Lucky, every of my friends are forgiving people. Otherwise...

Ah well, the story about lycans and vampires rolled along. Nice, in fact. Apart from the blue-grey screen which depicts about the darkness of the story, I salute heavily of its S-FX and its costume dressing. Because vampires and lycans only live it up nocturnally, don't expect to see a tinge of sunlight in this movie. It's just dark..

After Underworld, we were about to move out of the theatre and head on to somewhere for a cuppa. Anyhow, it happened that the cinema operator had a schedule for another movie at the same venue. Some naughty fella told the rest of us to stay and 'sneak-preview' our own, at our own pleasure and scrutiny. Okay, I was in for the kill, yet I told them that it's gonna be half-way through & we have to leave. Sat down again at the same places we were, we stayed, we anticipated and we watched. Right from the start of the second movie till the end. Had it not been for that naughty fella's idea, I would've missed a good Quentin Tarantino movie, Kill Bill Volume 1. Heheheh...

After a conclusive story about lycans and vampires, the humorific tale about a woman assassin spruces up a late evening of movie-marathon. Which then sails away deep, late into the night, talking over snacks at Mcdon's which closes at 0430hrs. And because we are of wolves, vampires, lycans and assasins, we quickly hurried home at the break of dawn before the sun fully rises. Otherwise our bodies will disperse and be reduced to ashes...

Wassalam.

Movie Note:
The School of Rock (misfit).
Scary Movie 3 (laugh at it).
The Texas Chainsaw Massacre (gory!).
House Of The Dead - (seriously, not me).
Kill Bill Volume 2 (February 2004).


Chiaki Kuriyama , "GoGo" in Kill Bill Volume 1.

Assalamua'laikum.

VISUALIZE THIS.

Where is my head now, even my body isn't here with me. My soul is drifting away to another place. Still thinking of enjoyment right to this ripe matured age.

Am I the only being who's harbouring these thoughts? Would someone liked to share this dimension with me? I summoned myself, "Come back to where I belong, please. Come back".

A myriad of bicycle-trotting youths whizzed past me. I smiled sheepishly and dropped my stares, almost ashamed rapidly. Just what were the boys thinking the moment they saw the sight of me all dressed in black. A rush of excitement? Nah.

I quickened my steps to avoid a massive pile-up of bicycle spokes, wheels, helmets and more boys. Wind caught blowing in my hair. Once again I feel my feet taking flight away from the ground. My eyes sees where I'm heading, but my physical body is flying through the recesses of my mind.

I looked up to the skies. The bluest of all blue skies that day, white fluffy clouds parading above me. Then, the steady breeze just had to sweep by. A nice feeling overtakes me a second there. My spirit returned back to its neutral state.

I was interrupted by an irritating spectacle. A girl who used to study in the same high school is now an educator - a kindergarten teacher. And she is conducting a dance performance for the kids. The kids were actually dancing expressionless to the tune of Banana Boat Song. What f*ck dance is that, without passion and happiness? I have failed that teacher instantly for being ignorant about creative entertainment.

Because of that sudden irritation, my body, mind and soul is now back to one. And grounded. However soon enough, I know I will be divided to several pieces again.

Wassalam.


Uncrowded white clean beach.. Bintan.
If you know what I mean.

Assalamua'laikum.

UNE CHANSON POUR L'OCTOBRE

A year ago, somewhere around this date, he wrote this for me. Purely of my request to read one of his refined songwriting skills, he agreed to do a piece. So here it is, I am including his writing today, a 1st anniversary to the unborned song...

"NEVER MEANT FOR YOU"

I watch the sun go down and I feel something in the air
I turn to walk away, all of a suddenly, I saw her standing there
Waiting, for the last ray of sunshine
Drops of sun glittered in her hair

I walk the other way heading into darkest of nights
I heard her footsteps, confident but light
Stopped momentarily to discourage her but I was too scared to see her behind me
Yet I felt her eyes calling out to me

In another person perhaps I could be with you
Cos my life's painted in abstract
My path were never meant for you
My path were never meant for you
My path were never meant for you

She dances in laughter and cries out in rage
She's a hunter of love, not hate
She's a gentle soul with claws of courage to make you break
We shouldn't cross these lines to tempt fate
We shouldn't cross these lines to tempt fate

I see her dance, it makes no sense (to me)
I put up my defense and I go into a trance

And this year I want him to make the music arrangement and go into recording for this piece. God willing.

Wassalam.

Assalamua'laikum.

CLASSIFIED INFORMATION.

Hear ye, thou smokers. Come this December, there is sure gonna be a major change in your smoking life.

I have received, herein, a notice from the local authorities with regards to a ban on sale of cigarette packs containing less than 20 sticks. Yes, you heard me right. Here goes:-

From Singapore Customs, dated 7th October 2003.
"DUTY PAYMENT ON CIGARETTES PACKS CONTAINING FEWER THAN 20 STICKS NOT ALLOWED"

"The Health Sciences Authority (HSA), Tobacco Regulation Unit (TRU), has announced that with effect from 1 Dec 2003, the sale of cigarettes in packs containing less than 20 sticks will be banned. Pursuant to the ban, the transmission of any Normal Duty or Joint Direct Import Duty Payment declarations for such cigarettes with effect from 1 Dec 2003 will not be allowed."

How does my life with Sampoerna Menthol leads on to? I am adamant on stocking up my store-room with packs of 16's by end of November. Just so that I won't get to be tormented by the hollowness of happiness without my usual 'candy snack'. Think about anyone like me to forgive the pigs and 'bury the hatchet'? No. Whatever you guys might figure to do us out, you ain't gonna smoke us away. Tobacco is any country's vital revenue. Live with it, die without it.

The clause above is purely of a general info for friends.
Wassalam.

Assalamua'laikum.

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Wassalam.

Assalamua'laikum.

WITCHBLADE

Sara Pezzini. New York police detective. Wielder of the weapon Witchblade.

While investigating the murder of her childhood friend, NYPD Detective Sara Pezzini comes in contact with an ancient gauntlet, which melds onto her wrist and protects her from harm - forever changing her destiny. It is the Witchblade, an ancient weapon that heightens her powers of perception and transforms into a formidable sword that is one with its wearer. With an arsenal of amazing powers - and a mind of its own - the Witchblade is both a blessing and a curse. Now Sara must learn its secrets in order to master its mystery before it masters her.

For thousands of years it has existed. An intelligent, symbiotic weapon of incredible power. A living gauntlet that becomes one with its wearer.

The Witchblade: Only women of unmatched strength of mind, body and will have ever successfully worn it. Its legacy has created a warrior bloodline back through time and forward into the future. Joan of Arc wielded the blade as did other great warrior women throughout the ages. But to wear the Witchblade is to be both its master and its servant, as this mysterious weapon draws to it what it needs and casts aside what it does not. Stirring to life at times of crisis - during wars, famines, pestilence - the Witchblade has been used to cut a swath of blood and viscera through the ranks of previously insurmountable evil. For decades it has lain dormant, but now in the early days of the 21st century, the Witchblade has chosen a new bearer of its power... and its curse.

As an avid fan and reader of comics, Witchblade proves to be my most favourite series, apart from Catwoman and Vampirella. I am a lover of fantasy art and animation. Things that dwells in the darkest secrets amazes my senses. It sets me thinking at all times.

Wassalam.


"Rock the rainbows/ Rock the skies/ Stormbringer's coming/ It's time to die...."

Assalamua'laikum.

LE OCTOBRE

Le Octobre c'est la mois de moi favorit. Pourqoui? Ille est la mois pour mon anniversaire! Pas mon une person, ille est la mois anniversaire de mon mere et mon amis! Je sui hereusement!

October is a month of surprises. It is the birth month of me. Not only it is my birth month, it also belongs to several people in my life, like, my mother, some relatives and a couple of close friends. I am happy to present - October!

While in some parts of the world is experiencing autumn in October, in Singapore it seems rather wet in weather. October is also the season for me to catch cold. Always, without fail. Over the years I have experienced flu and feverish state, even during my birthdays. I have yet to make a mystical finding to it, which then could propel me to start right from the roots of all things in my life.

The birthstone for October is both Opal and Tourmaline. The number for October is '8', as is with its Latin attribute to the month, octo is '8'. The colour for October is red. Animal of the month is Octopussy... hahahah.

Here is a list of people who are having their birthdays this month. "Happy Birthday To All!"

Mummy - October 2nd.
Suhaili - October 3rd.
Yusani - October 5th.
Idris - October 8th.
Dennis Khoo - October 11th.
"Hoot-Hoot" - October 20th.
Siti Suhaida - October 29th.

As I wait patiently for my birthdate to appear, I remain calm. For when the date arrives, my life will be in upheavel.

Wassalam.