kidding?

In my younger days, my weight was about 44kg. Well, the number increased gradually. When i start growing at the height of 162cm, my weight went to an extra 3kg. In my twenties, i went up to 50kg. The number stuck there for quite a long time. Yeah, probably it went for like an extra kilo during my hungry days or a kilo less during my my non-lapar days. 2 years ago the number went up 2 kilos and it never goes down. Later, it went up another kilo & i've stopped weighing myself.

4 days ago, i went to see an old friend at a so-called health club for a quicky check-up. Hell crap! i am now a mere 54.8kilos!!! (don't you just hate these digital weighing scales that give you EXACT numbers?) Please, i dont think i have extra 'tyres' on my waist and my backside is even less attractive than normal women (for it doesn't even bounce when i walk). But of course i am not Heidi Klum for that matter (if you know what i mean - being on the runway 2 weeks after delivering a bambino). But that's not the funny part. According to the calculation, i am actually underweight... seriously? i mean, seriously???? by about another 4 kilos!!!

here i am trying to eat less all these years, more lauk than rice, more vege than carbs and yet i am underweight because of my height. So, a supplementary thingy was introduced to add up more 'weight'.

Engorgio!!! If the fake Alastor Moody makes a spider grow larger, is there a spell to make something grow smaller instead? well, still searching though. For the time being, the best spell / potion is get a bicycle. Hey, we have one. So i guess i need to look for a spell to help me ride it :-P

not many

being sensitive and insensitive. a dear friend is school was talking to me yesterday. Being a cancer survivor for more than 10 years, she was expressing how she felt over an incident happened to her recently. It was about another colleague making a remark about her cane. My friend is I guess is permanently walking with a cane after her cancer treatment. i feel that some idiots really need to be advised on what to say or not to say, even sometimes you meant well. but hey, it wont mean well if the person is not even your close friend. A close or good friend will somehow understand that - oh, that's how she's like. But not others. You will just be the plain insensitive person. Out of about 67 colleagues, there is not even half that i could call 'real' friends. Thus, i don't even feel bad about myself for not having many. Mom once told me to just avoid people with 'negative elements'. They tend to lead you to be one.

friends to shop with? nope, i don't have a shopping buddy.
friends to hang out with? nope, i don't hang out.
friends to chat online? nope. On the day the announced the 'Deactivate your FB' day, i participated, and later on activated a new account with my siblings and nieces as my friends. And the friend list extended for a few strangers (online shopping purposes)

and i don't have a hobby. I shop. is that a hobby?

When i get pissed or upset or unhappy or even happy for that matter, the little few & same people are the only people who i will be sharing my thoughts with. With that in mind - dude, sorry for thinking that i own you.

But then again,...no, i'm not sorry.

jagger

the official Moves Like Jagger video is finally released!
not my kind of video but whatever it is Mr Levine is hot. Mwahahahaha

watching

i don't particularly enjoy events. Will always find a way / reason not to join in.

let's see... jamuan tahunan? fever... jamuan raye? have to take mother to hospital....
jamuan hari ****? owh..cannot. have to pick up somebody at the airport...

i would spare myself from looking at colleagues rushing for the buffet table like there-wont-be-food-if-you-dont-hurry-up. So, obviously i NEVER attend any majlis berbuka puasa in my entire life...Well, maybe once. And what a huge lesson that was.

But a retirement majlis is an exception. This may sound a little cliché but retirement is a one time thing for some people. Its a big thing. A birthday is a birthday, but the final birthday at a workplace is a BIG thing. A farewell is a farewell, a goodbye is a goodbye, but when an employee retires - he is leaving something that he is accustomed to. His routine, his coffee breaks, little chats in between work... My boss retired a few months ago. Yup, no excuse. I was there. The unofficial photographer with a hand-me-down D40 tried hard to make myself looking busy through out the event. Not exactly a memorable one. I just remembered the rest of us had to dress up alike. Shutter clicking all the way from morning till noon. Got him a book - Ustaz Zahazan's Hadis 40 Imam Nawawi. I was pretty sure it was a good choice; pocket sized, clear font, beautifully illustrated. So that's that.

Today, a colleague retires. A dear, dear lady who sits a few tables away from me.

The unofficial photographer again because no one else brought a camera (really?). It was supposedly just another event - speeches, gifts & etc (oh, i got her a lovely customised crystal tasbih & two Ustaz Zahazan's books - clad nicely in a small little decorative trunk). The uneasiness started when i was ready for some shots before her send-off. When she was signing the attendance book for one last time, tears ran down her face...And at that moment, mine were too. And i dont enjoy the rest of the day anymore.

I gave her two good hugs!! Real good & tight ones! i hate goodbyes & farewells! Gosh! I'm gonna miss her. Watching someone else taking over her table soon will be awful.

Budak-budak! I'm going to make you watch Hachiko after the exam. Goodbye is also the hardest word to say jugak, you know.

Can't wait...

I ordered some books a few weeks ago.

Just received a conformation email that my books are on their way! Suddenly the weekend is taking a longer time to end this time :-P

Behold!!!!!

Don't you just LOVE fiction? They don't make you worry.

poetry book

bought this through LeoBooks. I love the fact that it was a hard cover & really cheap. PLUS - it comes with a CD with the poem selected in the book, narrated by a few celebrities. If you're a teacher & don't think that you can narrate very well, this is a good book to add in to your shelf. Brief & easy explanation about the poet & the selected poem, and some recommendation of other good poems from the same poet.

And I'm just overwhelmed that my favourite : Edgar Allan Poe's Annabel Lee is one of the selection :-))

But whenever I hear John Lithgow's voice, I always think of Lord Farquaad...... long pause.

under new management

never get too comfortable, especially when you are in a very puny position.

Somebody up there might just spring out of bed one morning and decide to spoil somebody's day. And the bad thing is? Yup, YOU could be the chosen one.

So just kick off with a blast of "Moves Like Jagger" on the way home and somehow God will open a window whenever he closes a door.