Its the end of 2011

i am writing this post on the eve of my first daughter's birthday
Maya's turning 3 on 13th Dec..which brings me to mind, i am getting that old..
what has happened in this past months? A lot! I have lost 3 so called friends, i have been making lotsa new friends, i have 2 upcoming sister in laws, cousins in laws and broke lotsa work laws being being just old flamboyant me
On top of that, Maya's sister Sara has turned 1 which i have been bombarded with the question when are gonna have another kid? dude, i am barely surviving. AT 31, i am still borrowing my dad's money as i am at that low circle of life. Although i am a muslim, i dont believe in praying to Allah in granting me rezeki as i initially thought that everything that has and will happen has been written ahead of me. Boy i was wrong. Allah likes listening to his subjects and therefore i should pray more, succumbed more. Not praying like asking for money from the skies. Pray for happiness, well being, wealth and health, if not for myself just pray for others. Now, aint that grand?! All this while i dont know what teaching i have been listening to but thank Allah, i have been shown the correct path to undertake.
On top of that, i kinda sorta have this dream job that i have been eying but yet i hate it very much, I don't hate the job, i just hate this one guy who i have to work along with. The thing is, he is the one who is not working along well, either with me or with others but basically i don't give a rats ass about him. I have been blessed with great company lately and offers have been pouring in. I just need to have that strength to make them offers a reality for the sake of my kids, my dad and me.
As they say, too much of a good thing can make you dumbfounded and i am at that stage where i am dumbfounded. With kindness, with opportunities, With happiness. When you have 2 smiling, healthy adorable kds what more can you complain at? Yes i am more tired than before but at least the kids kept me going and gong and going...
I need all the strengths to plan for my kids party. I tried making macaroon yesterday. They didn't turned out too sweet. In fact they are savory, but the costs of making them..ayayai...! Am thinking of making some gingerbread men cookies for the guests. Some more the event will be on Christmas Eve. Okay i am a muslm through and through ya, don't get me wrong. It is just a coincidental thing, plus gingerbread are tasty, halal and colorful. So sue me!

See you soon!

the hell

Forgive me,
But coming from a multiracial company, i thought that you guys support that whole 1 Malaysia thinga majig but it is actually, a lie...a lie i tell u!
Other than that, you descriminate me, your so called own kind just because I dont wear a hijab. A hijab wearing person actually, get this..descriminate a non hijab wearing person on the reason that, I have more sins (hence no hijab)

Ko bodoh ke hapa??? Ko nak kena sekeh dengan aku?

Dude...I am surprised that actually I am quite patient in handling all your stupid shenenigans. Idiots!

Dude...having an upper degree level does not actually make you a better person.

Dude..upon graduation, woring with daddy dearest's company does not make you super smart and well respected. I have a few friends who upon graduation took over their parents' companies' but these people earned my respect. They work hard. They started from below. They deserve their every bit of success
and dude...working exceeding your working hours everyday of the week does not make you a valuable employee. It goes to show, what the hell have you been doing from morning till afternoon? Hello...time management.. Does that ring any bells? Okay some do need to work extra hours but that is their effort. But if there is nothing else to do yet you stayed back just to show the boss that you stayed back, doesnt that means that you are actually, bodeking???
damn dude..

you are really one piece of...sh....t

this is a cry for help

my friend Lily whom i met after years of MIA..finally re submerge from her hideout
Like me, she too is a mother, a wife and she is going bonkers with the one whom she married with;
" Lisa, I kinda am going through a rough patch. My husband is not a husband. He abuses me mentally and physically. One day i turned up to work with bumps and bruises and when people asked, i just told them that i had a migraine and fell and hit myself. I kinda have no belief in God anymore becos the more I pray to Him, the more i feel neglected. He never loves me, The only reason he married me was I came from a well to do family and he would like to share the wealth. Well, not share actually, more like taking them all. My credit card has went busted, i never even get the chance to pay off some of my study loans becos he kept on demanding for money. His bike got repossess yet he claimed that it got stolen. When I have delivered my second baby I had to fork out my own money to pay off the hospital bills becos he doesn't has the money but during that time, he just had his bonus. The company gave him some money for the baby as a gift yet he used them up to buy some stupid accessories for his bass. He promised me that he's gonna set up an account for my second baby but it has been 8 months, nothing. Whenever i mentioned this he just act nonchalant and smack me in the face. I don't believe in God, He never listens to my prayers. I wanted him to divorce me but he never do it becos he knew if that happen, where would he live? how would he eat? I have went to extreme measure to the point I took up Christianity, chanting Lord Jesus' name as my saviour in order for him to divorce me as I can be deemed as murtad"
Oh my, how can I help you? I was about to tell her the same thing  but compared to the situation that I am facing, this is MAJOR trouble.
I was left speechless. All I can offer her was a hug and a shoulder to cry on. My feminist side suddenly came back to life, telling me this;
" Yes Lisa, men are pigs"
I couldn't agree more

My name is Mel and damn proud of it

Sometimes I am asked this kind of question:
Mel, why is your name so un-malay-ish? Why must you be named Mel?

My simple answer will be: Apasal? Tak boleh ke? hilang nyawa ke dengan nama I?
(Why cant I be named like that? Are you losing your life upon hearing my name?)

My mum gave me that name because she kinda love the character from the drama series Little House of Prairie played by Melissa Gilbert named Laura Ingalls. Then why shouldnt i be named Laura instead? Hello, being given the existing name pun orang dah kepoh bertanya, why should i be named Laura?

So my name is un-Malay-ish. So should i be deemed as very much unmalay? That is what the signals that i have been given on for these past few days. Is Mohamed a malay name? It's arabic for goodness sake but are we questioning on that name Mohamed? No, we arent.

Please dont question my malay-ness or my muslim faith. My name may not sound Malay or is a muslim name but I am the children of Allah. It breaks my heart when you people question me these question. Heck, one of you even asked me why i do not want to wear a hijab. Its DO NOT WANT instead of WHY am I not wearing a hijab. Those are 2 different questions with 2 different meaning. Let me answer this question with Allah. I know where i stand. It's better than wearing a hijab but at the same time you talked bad about me behind my back. If you do that, the sins arised are within you, me and Allah. Double whammy! Enough said!

I am trying to become a better muslim by trying to pray and perform my muslim duties. I even am trying to cut down on my swearing. Dude, there has been no better replacement for the word FAKK as you have heard it now. It has been replaced by Fish, Fish Curry or Fakistan (it should start with a P though). Damnation dude, me is a mother of 2 now. I even taught my daughter to never to use the word stupid or bodoh, and she listens!

Please, let my name be as it is. It was given by my mother.. If you insult it, you insult my mother. If you wanna insult me please do, but dont go around running and crying when a size 9 shoe landed on your face. That's the consequences of being too-holier-than-thou.

I love my new job

I love my new job because it allows me to have my own driver

He drives as according to his schedule and his vehicle is much more bigger than any Mercedes or BMW

It is yellow in color

And he will wait for me everyday loyally at an assigned spot

I merely pay him RM 1.70 per day. Cheap right? Well, that's how my bus fare costs me these days :)

I love my new job because it helps me to keep trim and firm

Everyday i walked 2 kilometers  return trip to the bus station in order for me to catch my bus

I realized that I can also improve my cardio if i am late for work. All that running and panting and the wonderful natural habitat surrounding me really uplift my mood. Plus if it rains, i can boost up my training. Further if there are puddles. Ooo i love them puddles...jumping over them helped me to strengthen up my legs. Beats any day of working out in a gym. Even Technogym's treadmills cant offer you the same satisfaction!

In no time will get my prenatal figure back....HOLLLAAA!!!!

I love my new job because it helps me to scrimp and save

After tasting a nasi ayam which i bought for RM5 and tasted like feet, i learn the value of money, and how to scowl and complain like a true blue Singaporean (sorry guys...now i understand why you lot like to complaint...it is because you truly do understand and practice consumerism, respect!)

I love my new job because i can now work 5 days per week and this allows me to take better care of my family, house and my garden. Mushroom pods may look cute on the Smurfs' cartoons series, but real mushroom pods do look ugly in sight. Yech! Furthermore, i can fold my own laundry. Have you ever seen how my husband fold the laundry? Brings new meaning for the term "Sight for sore eyes!"

I love my new job because there is no more exist the needs to work under an authoritative figure who was given the post by knowing how to juggle balls. Human balls. Enough said!

Vice versa life goes on.Shit happens

Please take a listen

This song is something that is close to my heart
A song which i always hear during the moment when i feel down
The lyrics that touched me most were:

Let me tell you 'bout hardwork

Minimum wage with baby on the way

Kinda had that experience last year when i was heavily pregnant and jobless. I didn't give up. I did something that made me happier and at the same time earned me enough money in order for my family to celebrate Hari Raya and to cover the hospital bills when i delivered my baby

Now, things are getting better. Yes, I am not getting any higher pay than my old job did gave me, but I am happier and stronger. The moment I feel thankless, I will hear this song over and over again. So that I can count my blessings (and kasi taubat sikit)

Insya-Allah Maya and Sara, Ibu will do better for both of you. Be a bit patient and remember Ibu's advise.
We have a mission that Allah has gave us in this world

Amin

So what?

I actually couldn't care less on why you are banning me
I kinda always knew that you are a great pretender
yes you are, yes you are...
The moment i am up to something, you will always do something in order to make yourself look better than me!
The moment i attempt to earn extra moolah for Hari Raya pocket money, you actually went and tell others that my cookies look and taste like shit!
I just have one advise for you:

SO WHATTT???!!! 

Sad, pathetic little bejangles....hehehehe