Bakawali : Latest Edition

This bakawali berkembang on Ahad, September 7. A day before, there were 2 more .. but we were not at home.

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I was browing the internet and I found this one interesting... why??? I just cant explain why...

88 Emotions

. 88 emotions are fighting in my head.

Some of Fear, some of Distress, Some of Joy and Happiness

But of all these foes and friends,

There is only one I dread.

It brings about Frustration, And sometimes Desperation.

Anger and Annoyance

Are always in abundance,

Although it very rarely

Comes to sheer Abhorrence.

You scream, you cry;

You stomp your feet.

You hit the walls until they creak.

You wish the sky on him could fall,

But float on like a cannonball.

'Cause you know Love - for Love it is -

Makes also wondrous promises.

From Lust and Thrill, my dear i will

Show you everything there is.

Acceptance and Elation, Condidence and Trust;

Humilty and Ecstacy,

Are why you make me Happy.

There are three words i wish to say,

The very same I never will;

But when you walked into my life

I developed a new skill.

The one to Care and to Confide

In someone else than Him above

That's all the good that it has done,

This little thing called Love

Morgane Heyne

Our last respect to Abang....

Yesterday (9 September 2008), when we came back home, adik as usual go straight to abang..... gave him some water (since bibik told her abang didint want to drink / eat). She put abang on her lap, talk to him... when I came into the kitchen, I hold abang, and talk to him as well...

Then we went out because I want to look for something I needed for the house, when we were at the shop, we received a call that Abang has gone forever. waduh... adik cried along the way.......

When we arriived, bibik cover abang with his towel.....Adik still crying at this moment...

"Akak dah tak ada 'abang'....."

Finally, we burried aband at our garden, we will plant a tree for him so we will remember him in our life..... Oh ya... memula mata abang celik..... tapi bila nak tanam, mata dia dah pejam...

ABANG..... YOU REST IN PEACE......

Farewell My Loved Ones

This is 'abang'. My sister's best cat. He is my buddy. In my few last post, I did share with all of you about him.

Last week, he didnt came home. My little sister was so worried. After worked she would look for abang with her sharp voice (abaaang.... abaaang...) whilst tapping/lapping her hands together - a sign for her to call upon 'abang'. After iftar/berbuka puasa, she would do the same, early morning for sahur, she would bukak pintu dapur so she could see if 'abang' balik.

Yester yesterday (8 September 2008) after berbuka puasa, as usual, my sister would duduk tepi kolam... sambil panggil 'abang' and she saw her 'abang'... came back, effortlessly, fatigue and was not in a good condition. These are some photos she took ....

Abang seems so dahaga. We suspected he had a big fight and pengsan for few days..... until the day he sedar... and tried to balik jugak.
His favourite place..
Pipi sebelah abang dah 'kering' dek terkena air liur dia.... tu yg kami agak dia 'pengsan'. Mulut dia pun tak boleh bukak - tapi bila adik checked, tak ada tulang atau apa pun.... cuma gigi tak ada (tu dah lama dah.... abang memang tak ada gigi since last year)
Kesian abang....... kesian adik .
We slept with him, we gave him milk, water, cuddled him in the bed. The whole nite, we were with him

KenTANG - Coach Potato

18 years in chinese community has taught me to appreciate their culture. There many individuals that help me while I was in that society. But most of all, thanks to Mr. Tang who has taught me about life. By the way.... this is hadiah from him.

BUT ACTUALLY I WANTED TO BUY THIS 'MEJA' FROM HIM... dah lama terperok dalam kotak kayu - masih tak buka buka sejak tiba di Malaysia (benda ni dari China). Geram tengok.... so one day, I asked San Yin to ask Mr Tang that I am interested to have this piece.

HOWEVER, ONE FINE DAY, BEAUTIFUL DAY... heheheheheheh dia kasik free sama itu barang!!! yeahuuu.... to chey... to chey !!!

Nanti boleh lah Pak Engku and kozen Nyea borak borak kat sini yeh!

Ni nak kene check balik apa maksud dia.....

Merdeka !!! Merdeka !!! Merdeka!!!

Semangat Patriotik!!!!!

Happy merdeka day!

Hello folks!!! Its already September. But sorry for not really updating this blog as frequent as I should. (Plan laa nak wat hari hari tapi hampeh!!)

Little things are important,

because they are little

we see them

but do not understand them

(Chief Dan George)

My little hut is everything to me and my family. Its OURS. Totally independent - semua buat sendiri..... effort sendiri.... usaha sendiri. And that 'sendiri' is the clan of RMK. Thanks mak engku and pak engku for everything!

Berkibar berkibar di angkasa........

me? not in my dream to be angkasawan... but I could be angka-sawan (sebab fobia kat angka!!)

Today September 4, 2008 : Thank You God For The Sabr You Granted Us

Thank you for all that you have given:

Happiness and terror, love and death,

Agony and pleasure, pulse and breath,

Night's monstrous dreams,

by lusts and longings driven,

Knowledge, hope, despair, and ecstasy.

You gave us, us, by pain and passion riven,

One brief, bright burst of need and glory.

Yet,Unsatisfied, we hunger more to be.

Ready on the wall

Inilah hasil titik peluh adik-ku....

My Little (But Big) Sister At Work

My art work (little but big sister). Apa hangin dia entah... dah lama tak melukis tiba tiba je nak melukis.

Step pertama: Half done...

Step ke dua: Yuhuuu dah siap - pastu dia gunting kasi fit pada lukisan dia tuh
Step ketiga: Dia buat frame
Step ke empat: Oh....... cam tu rupa dia ya bila dah letak frame.
Tadaaaaaaaa : Siap!!

Orchid Collections

My sister and myself share the same hobby. We love orchid so much.

These are some of our collections.. ada banyak lagi. Nanti kalau ada masa wa upload lagi ya!

Europe Trip

This morning, my psychic vibes are highly activated .... but not for the future... but back down to memory lane - our europe trip.

The Catheral

Gate to the Charles Bridge.. Adik was so frustrated coz tak dapat tengok sunset at the Charles Bridge. It was awesome!!! Sabar laa dek ok.. nanti kita pergi lagi.... next time kita gi waktu winter lagi reallllllll.... You know what, the reason she wants to see the sunset at the Charles Bridge coz the permandangan would look like cerita dracula... ekekekekke... apa lahhhh...... ancient betul !!

DEBENHAMS

Bumbung Railway Station At Prague

A Pretty Bouquet of Flowers for MOM

Flowers are the sweetest things God ever made, and forgot to put a soul into. ~Henry Beecher, Life Thoughts, 1858

Earth laughs in flowers. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson, "Hamatreya"

A Red, Red Rose
O, my Luve's like a red, red rose,
That's newly sprung in June.
O, my Luve's like a melodie
That's sweetly play'd in tune.

As fair as thou, my bonnie lass,
So deep in luve am I;
And I will love thee still, my dear,
Till a' the seas gang dry.

Till a' the seas gang dry, my dear,
And the rocks melt wi' the sun:
I will love thess till, my dear,
While the sands o' life shall run:

And fare thee well, my only luve!
And fare thee weel, a while!
And I will come again, my luve,
Tho' it ware ten thousand mile.

Robert Burns

Adus.....Rupa Sadis Jiwa Romantis rupa-rupanya aku ini ekekekkekekeeee...nevermind...tetap mantep ya!

My old buddy (Abang)

Huaaaaaaa.......he is about 8 years old

Cousin Kazen

(Putrajaya - Parcel E)

The fact that somebody has mastered a particular task gives ground for supposing that she could advance to any field related to her skill. Her personal characteristics, good interpersonal behavior, strong motivation, willingness to learn, and flexibility are the earnfactors for her to gain greater insights into people and recerive brilliant ideas on how life is beautiful.

(My Anggerik Desa)

This cousin - not really related but honored to be called as 'cousin' and feel that life is worth living when someone could really understood what's it feels when you live alone and out of the sudden you are given mother, father, sister, brother, aunties, uncles and cousins... thanks so much for your beautiful words in your email to rationalise my thoughts and feelings. I read many many times and print it out - share with mak engku and pak engku - thanks so much for accepting me as what I am, not what I have. Your sincerity, your love, your care and your prayers for me will always remembered .. Thanks so much mak engku and pak engku. I promise that I'll never ever let both of you down.

OVERLOAD

I learnt that working at school is never like working in the office. When I was in school many of my friends compliant of their overloaded working hours with students and administrial issues. But I know that we may be overloaded with responsibilities for a variety of reasons. I may be overloaded with work because I am carrying my employee's responsibilities and you may be overloaded with with work just because you are the boss - decision makings totally rely on you! Well, all in all this may reflect the attitude - sometimes I feel that people in the offfice are too dependent - and that really make me 84938890389273 (tutttttt).

WHO THEY THINK I AM?? BIONIC WOMAN??????

OR

THE GERMAN IN COMBAT?????

BUT I WOULD RATHER BE 'SIX MILLION DOLLAR MAN' WITH BILLIONS OF MONEY SO I CAN GO SHOP WITH TERI (kan Teri kan? Kan? Kan?)

Humor and Psychology

This is the area my sister is gonna to study. She's currently uphold a study grant on Humor in Counseling. Wish you all the best sis!!!! One thing I cannot stop her... is to do what she most enjoy doing! She's already a cognitive psychologist (APA) and now striving hard to get licenced in counseling!

The Road Not Taken (3)

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I
I took the one less traveld by
And that has made all the difference..................................Robert Frost

My Pool Work Progress Part II

My dreams come true......

Alhamdulillah..

Total time taken to complete the project: 18 days

Little landscape by adik & anna

Full view: 5" depth

If you are interested you can contact the contractor at:

ramkass99@yahoo.com