Thursday, September 27
my mum is sick again. this time with gastric reflux.
not cute okay..
last night, she did this really violent purge (aka, vomit) of basically all the contents in her stomach. we had roti kirai and beef curry before tt. so imagine wat came out of her...
hee2. (gross right? curry, anyone?)
i went to bed 10 past midnight. 10 mins later, just as i was about to drift off to lalaland, my dad woke me up. he was like "wake up, mum is sick" in a panicky voice. im sorta not the type to panic, so i was like.. *stretch* *gets up*
when i went in to see my mum, she was on her side, clasping her stomach. basically, she looked like me when im having stomach cramps. when my dad told her to get up and she said she couldnt, my dad said "i call ambulance".
piang eh. my dad is damn kancheong spider one ah. i said "its probably gas.." as i pressed a hot water bag against her abdomen and rubbed minyak kapak (medicated oil) all over her back.. she suddenly when "urgh!", cupped her hands over her mouth, take a few quick steps to the master bathroom, and PURGED. BARFED. PUKED. VOMITED. luckily in the toilet bowl.
the vomit was not the normal kind.. it was really violent ah. like.. the exorcism of emily rose kind. hee2. but i knew tt once she vomit she'll feel much better lah. so i let my dad do the good deed of massaging her neck while she continued the violent (sorta roaring) vomitting.
once it stopped and she got back into bed, i gave her a change of clothes and ask her to just wear a sarong so tt her blood circulation to her stomach wont be so restricted. rubbed vicks all over her back and neck and shoulders and throat and she felt better. so i went to sleep.
anyhoo.. the onus of preparing sahur (pre-dawn meal) fell on me of course. my mom has this uncanny ability to fall sick at a slightly off timing. coz today i have this nbs promo video shoot which means i cant have eyebags. but seeing tt i have to wake up at 4.30am, like hello..... the eyebags cant be helped. so yeah, if u guys see this panda girl in the ntu-nbs campaign, pls acknowledge tt that is YOUR FRIEND, ain. oh yeah.. my mum doesnt fall sick on any of the free days i have.. she falls sick on the day i am supposed to be camera ready. nice...........
not tt im spiteful or what.. she's my mum u know.. i talk smack abt her all the time.. hee2. but i love her (and i prepared a wonderful meal and cleaned the kitchen and fed the cats and all).
not cute okay..
last night, she did this really violent purge (aka, vomit) of basically all the contents in her stomach. we had roti kirai and beef curry before tt. so imagine wat came out of her...
hee2. (gross right? curry, anyone?)
i went to bed 10 past midnight. 10 mins later, just as i was about to drift off to lalaland, my dad woke me up. he was like "wake up, mum is sick" in a panicky voice. im sorta not the type to panic, so i was like.. *stretch* *gets up*
when i went in to see my mum, she was on her side, clasping her stomach. basically, she looked like me when im having stomach cramps. when my dad told her to get up and she said she couldnt, my dad said "i call ambulance".
piang eh. my dad is damn kancheong spider one ah. i said "its probably gas.." as i pressed a hot water bag against her abdomen and rubbed minyak kapak (medicated oil) all over her back.. she suddenly when "urgh!", cupped her hands over her mouth, take a few quick steps to the master bathroom, and PURGED. BARFED. PUKED. VOMITED. luckily in the toilet bowl.
the vomit was not the normal kind.. it was really violent ah. like.. the exorcism of emily rose kind. hee2. but i knew tt once she vomit she'll feel much better lah. so i let my dad do the good deed of massaging her neck while she continued the violent (sorta roaring) vomitting.
once it stopped and she got back into bed, i gave her a change of clothes and ask her to just wear a sarong so tt her blood circulation to her stomach wont be so restricted. rubbed vicks all over her back and neck and shoulders and throat and she felt better. so i went to sleep.
anyhoo.. the onus of preparing sahur (pre-dawn meal) fell on me of course. my mom has this uncanny ability to fall sick at a slightly off timing. coz today i have this nbs promo video shoot which means i cant have eyebags. but seeing tt i have to wake up at 4.30am, like hello..... the eyebags cant be helped. so yeah, if u guys see this panda girl in the ntu-nbs campaign, pls acknowledge tt that is YOUR FRIEND, ain. oh yeah.. my mum doesnt fall sick on any of the free days i have.. she falls sick on the day i am supposed to be camera ready. nice...........
not tt im spiteful or what.. she's my mum u know.. i talk smack abt her all the time.. hee2. but i love her (and i prepared a wonderful meal and cleaned the kitchen and fed the cats and all).
Anita Roddick dies at 64. for those not in the know, she is the one u shud thank for all the Body Shop stuff u lovingly lather on ur skin. all the stuff that makes u smell nice. all the stuff that is not tested on animals. more than just a founder of cosmetics shop, she was an advocate of animal rights who affected the way people think of beauty. she single handedly brought back nature-chic.
That, my friends, is a heck of the way to live a life.
wat are we gonna do with ours?
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I don't argue like this
With anyone but you
I wonder why it is
I wont let my guard down
For anyone but you
We do it all the time
Blowing out my mind
Just like a star across my sky
Just like an angel off the page
You have appeared to my life
Feel like I'll never be the same
Just like a song in my heart
Just like oil on my hands
listen here
wuff U.
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wats up with this time of year? like.. a lot of famous deaths. Diana, the last pope, 911. hmm.. does it have to do with the hungry ghost festival? hee2.
hey, we're having a triple celebration this year. very singkaporean. hari raya, deepavali and mooncake festival. so, this means i can have a ranggoli outside my house and i can hang up lanterns and serve mooncakes. i love mooncakes. every loving fattening bit of it. and i love the egg yolk one. each freaking cholesterol-laden morsel.
yey. ramadhan is coming. love it love it love it.
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pantun spontan. dua kerat. sebabnya? sebab tiba-tiba terfikir pulak tentang ke-melayu-an kita ni.
nampak-nampaknye orang Melayu Singapura semakin rancak mengorak langkah dan menunjukkan taring di pentas dunia dalam pelbagai bidang. Secara semulajadi, bidang perniagaan menjadi tumpuan buat diri i. Sehingga terfikir sejenak, orang cina dan india sudah ada jutawannye, malah dah ada billionaire pun. orang melayu bila lagi? malah, ada ke istilah "billionaire" yang telah di-melayu-kan? kalau takde, mungkin sudah tiba masanya untuk ade-adekan istilah itu. kalau tak, nanti kalau i jadi billionaire nanti, tak tau pulak macam mana u nak memerikan i..
hee2. mungkin ade orang yang cakap "Cheh! Perasan taik.. Billionaire konon.."
Pada orang2 yang berfikir begini, i nak cakap.. "Relaks ah beb.. Kata angan2.. Mak bapak lu dulu tak ajar bercita2 ke?"
Pada i, cita2 atau angan2 itu amat penting sekali. Tapi, sayangnya, i dapati yang secara umum, tidak banyak ibu bapa melayu yang menggalakkan anak2 mereka agar mempunyai cita2 yang tinggi. Sebaliknya, mereka sering berkata, "Ah, biar ala kadar sahaja.."
bagaimana hendak maju jika cara pemikiran masih cetek sebegitu? jelas, suatu anjakan paradigma diperlukan terutama sekali, bagi mereka yang dari keluarga berpendidikan rendah, yang mungkin tidak memahami peri pentingnya ilmu itu dalam meniti kehidupan kelak.
pemikiran sambalewa sebegini selalunya dikaitkan dengan cara kehidupan kita, orang Melayu/Islam yang selalu dinasihati supaya hidup dengan cara yang sederhana dan bukan dengan mewah. Kami juga diingatkan agar tidak mengejar harta dunia kerana ia fana.. tetapi, bukankah kita juga digalakkan oleh Rasul kita.. kalau mengejar ilmu, biar sampai ke negeri cina. (zaman dulu2 takde kapalterbang beb.. kalau nak ke negeri cina menaiki unta.. memakan masa sehingga 3 bulan hanya untuk sampai ke tempatnya).
mencari ilmu dan meningkatkan diri bukan soal periuk nasi perseorangan sahaja.. ini menjadi soal rumpun dan masyarakat kita.
jika dibandingkan dengan jiran2 kami yang besar2 belaka dan berjuta-juta lemon pula penduduknya, masyarakat kami di Singapura boleh dikatakan masyarakat contoh. sudah ada nama yang terbilang dan ramai yang bermastautin di negara orang.. kalau dulu orang "berlayar" kerana merajuk.. kini orang "terbang" ke negara lain kerana peluang yang lebih baik.
teringat pada pepatah, "Hujan emas di negeri orang, hujan batu di negeri sendiri, baik lagi negeri sendiri".
masih relevan lagikah peribahasa ini?
walauapapun, kami masih banyak lagi ketinggalan, terutama dalam bidang perniagaan. sebagai penuntut bidang ini, saya tahu yang perbezaan kemahiran berniaga antara bangsa melayu dan bangsa2 lain amat ketara sekali. pada persepsi i, ramai yang menjadikan undang2 perniagaan Islam, seperti riba' atau isu "duit bunga" sebagai alasan. sebenarnya, jika sesuatu perniagaan itu diamati, kejadian riba' itu sukar untuk berlaku kerana adanya "hidden costs" yang terselit2 dan yang selalu kita lupa untuk ambil kira. A thorough knowledge in accounting will make you realise that there is a lot more cost involved in running an enterprise than what is written in your balance sheet. Yang penting tu niat kita biarlah baik beb..
"Kalau asal benih yang baik, jatuh ke laut menjadi pulau".
i fikir, sudah tiba masanya untuk kita runtuhkan tempurung usang yang kita duduki ini. i fikir, sudah tiba masanya kita berhenti main sembunyik2. i fikir, semangat gotong royong yang dulu ada di kampong harus dirombak dan diapplikasikan kepada rumpun melayu secara umumnya.
kenapa? sebab kami cintakan rumpun kami.. kami percaya yang takkan melayu hilang di dunia.. dan walaupun i ni sememang-memangnya sekadar melayu celup dan dalam kad merah jambu terpampang INDIAN sebagai kaum i, i lebih senang dikenali sebagai seorang melayu.. sungguhpun i tak pernah mendapat pendidikan percuma sebab my IC SAYS THAT I AM NOT MALAY.
begitu kuat daya tarikan rumpun melayu ini sehingga orang yang tak sepatutnya tergolong dalam kaum ni nak join sekaki. We have a lot of unique talents as a community, complete with high moral and ethical standards. Isn't it time we did something for our own people?
sigh.
Kemenyan sebesar lutut jika tidak dibakar tiada berbau beb.
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