Archive for March, 2009

March 31, 2009






How about just fucking forget about the fucking trip?!!


.mum still can’t decide yet
March 29, 2009

?…my family just can’t make up their minds. Unlike me, I’m up for anything..anytime and anywhere. From 2008 up till this very second, my mum just can’t decide where she really wants to travel. She had promised to bring the family to Los Angeles early last year but due to awaiting approval for her Haj, we decided to postponed it early this year. Then the news came, she was one of the 800 plus applicants who didn’t manage to get a place in the fixed quota. After the setback, we planned to leave for a 13-days LA trip in March but we just had to cancel it because it’s going to be a long trip and mum is saving up her “leaves” for her Haj in November, which she already managed to get a confirmed status to join the Haj for this year. Mum still can’t decide yet.

How about Korea? Mum said, “Good, check that out! I heard it’s a nice place and it ain’t that far…“. I had it checked out and at the very last minute, mum said the price is almost the same as the LA trip and we should keep the money instead for the prior planned trip. Because it seems that travelling to an “ang-moh” country is a tat better than seeing Asians everywhere, well we live in an Asian country isn’t it? Then mum suggested we should visit Australia instead since the last visit we did seems like eons back (it was in 1999). We had traveled to Brisbane and Goldcoast, so mum asked me to choose between Sydney or Melbourne which of course I’ve answered with a slight irritated tone, “Ibu…which ever place lah. Just get me out of Singapore and leave all the kiasu and kiasi for other people to handle!” Then I remembered the conversation I had with Vicky (who had traveled every parts of Australia) where she insist I visit Melbourne if I ever travel to Australia. So i’m keeping Melbourne in mind. Mum still can’t decide yet.

Eh, Cik Ana is planning to go for a cruise holiday and she wants us to join hers!“, Mum shouted across the living room while I was so engrossed on getting more paw points for Donut on Pet Society. So now mum wants to go for a cruise holiday especially knowing that Star Cruise had introduced a new spot to sail to, Redang Island. “But Mum, we’d been holidaying on cruises at least once for the past 5 years!” and Mum responded, “This is Redang we’re talking about here! We’ve never been there..“. At the end of the day, Mum still can’t decide yet.

9 D 6 N – London and Paris, shop till you drop for only $2600! That’s the latest catch Mum was drawn to. I reminded her, it’s not going to be easy for her to go around if she decides to ditch expensive tourist package on transports. There’s going to be lots of train rides, bus rides and walking. She likes what she sees in my photo album while I was studying there but she’s not into the idea of walking at such a distance for long and in such cold n wet weather. I know Mum is just eyeing for Longchamp colorful tote bags at a super great bargain price in Paris. She complained I didn’t buy enough when I was in Paris for a shortbreak after my studies for her satisfactory. Then, she got reminded again about the long distance walking I did to get from one point to the other. Now Mum still can’t decide yet.

I have less than a month to go to get Mum to decide where we should go in June. Mum! For heaven sake, decide!!!

.auf wiedersehen
March 24, 2009

I’m gonna miss you guys all over again. Have a safe trip back to Germany Arzu and Negin and you too Vicky, have a safe flight to Thailand! Love you girls. Gonna yearn for our laidback, crazy and noisy meet-ups times together.

Auf Wiedersehen liebt!

Thanks Margolo for the lovely impromptu pizzas! Though it’s burnt, nothing beats the taste of free food n a full stomach!

.manchester united pontianak
March 15, 2009

When Man Utd got trashed – LadyMephis’s Mum (follow this link)

And you thought you heard the worst while watching a soccer match, you are wrong. The match yesterday left my mum who’s a Manchester United fanatic, sour the whole night. And you thought shrieking from a pontianak is scary, my mum’s scarier. If you had listen to the audio above, you know what I mean. My mum, the Man U pontianak.

Mum felt I’d betrayed her when I visited Emirates Stadium, home of the Arsenal team. Hey mum, Old Trafford is 3 – 4 hours away from my dorm and it cost a bomb for a train ride!

.bitter pills
March 13, 2009

Another Friday the 13th for the year. Lots of bad encounters for the first start of the year and I’m afraid it’s not going to be any better towards the end although I’m hoping for a miracle to change the whole course of the “cursed” ordeal I’m going through. Looking forward to the short holiday in June, maybe that could help. Apart from splurging every bits of my gst package on a single top, (retail therapy never fail to ease a person’s mind, well at least mine), I’m thankful for having my two favourite girls being there for me to remind me that I have to move on. The “tongkeng” ayam we had together at Tong Seng did help. 🙂

The plan today was to catch a movie with the girls and get a bite at Lucky Plaza for Nana’s favourite, Nasi Ayam Penyet. Unfortunately, the plan rolled to a halt. Bloody flu. Watery eyes, red nose and all. I might even mistook myself for Santa Claus if I look at the mirror. I think Christmas is coming early this year.

And so today, I can only rely on those bitter pills for a fast recovery, spend the whole boring day on Farm Town on Facebook and let the virtual farmer in me get loose and spread all those seeds, hoping for great harvesting returns, plans with the girls for another outing and try to get Santa Claus out of my head. Santa and drowsy pills combined together can lead to a disturbing hallucination. Eeeks.

.my loss
March 2, 2009

Today, marks the most darkest day of my life. I lost my pet, my best friend, my companion and my heart.

Everyday, it’s a routine for me to continuously change his bowl of water at every few hours and everytime I did that, he’ll be letting out sweet cry of gratitude and scratching the tips of the cabinet just to show that he’s glad it’s going his way. Every morning I have to remind myself not to rush out of the room to avoid stepping or stumble over him because he’ll always rest his body against my room’s door to greet my morning. Everytime he hears the sound of the door knob turned or keys clinging against the lock, a sign that I’m back home, he never fail to welcome me at the foyer. Everytime I  either sit or lie down on the long sofa, he’ll sure make his way up and squeeze at any open corners just so he can accompany me while I watch some tv. And when he feels he needs to be more comfortable, he climb to my body and rest himself on my tummy or chest and ask for my hand to stroke his head and play with his ears.

Muffin n Donut

Muffin loves to kacau Donut.

But now, my routine is not going to be the same. I won’t be hearing from him anymore, I won’t hear his cries, I won’t hear his bells from his neck collar shingling down the hall, he won’t be at the front of my door receiving me, he won’t budge me constantly to change his bowl for water, he won’t lie on my tummy, he won’t be sleeping beside me. He’s gone.

Muffin on bed

Muffin on IV drip, a day before his death.

Today, my heart passed away after being diagnosed with Polycystic Kidney Disease, a chronic kidney failure. He was only 5 years old. We had tried all ways to save him but it’s fated that he had to leave us early. Having to say my last goodbye to his already stiffen lifeless body was depressing and heart-breaking. His body was cold and the only warmness was of the greatest wonderful memories we had together.

Our Last Goodbye

Our last goodbye, before he was taken away for cremation.

“Shayang Apin,

Kakak misses u a lot. I know Apin is getting the greatest care up there. I can’t wait for us to get re-united again in the afterlife. I’ll be waiting for that day and for now, I have to try to be strong and move on to show my best care for the other two, Donut and Aboo.  Shayang Apin sangat-sangat.”

Muffin 2004 - 2009

Rest in peace my love.

You’ll noticed that I mentioned my cat as “he”, “him”,  “his”. He’s no ordinary cat or animal. He’s not just an animal. He doesn’t deserve the “it” just because he’s born as an animal. He was a part of the Yusoff family, one of the pillar of strength to the family, the heart and joy of the house and one of the greatest companion in my life. He is, my one and only Muffin.