Dah-dee And His Version of Vacation

Just a few weeks ago my dad asked me to drive him to Westport; the spooky-looking place where he works. We went there together with mom to bring back my little Perodua Kancil that daddy borrowed from me a week before. It was quite strenuous to drive all the way from Seremban to Pulau Indah and drove back home to Seremban again. We did make a few pit stops – at Giant to have lunch and searching for Kenari (for my sis) at the second-hand car sales.

After that we went to the new Mydin outlet at Terminal 2 for some window shopping. But I already feeling exhausted and my feet had turn red by walking and the long-hours’ driving journey thus I didn’t really interested in looking for anything. Mom and daddy on the other hand were very excited touring around the mall; kept wondering how low are the prices of some goods like neck tie, clothes and health products. There’s something that caught my eye precisely; a beautiful set of cosmetic product. Unfortunately I doubted its unheard of brand and its weird packaging. Yeah, I’m truly cautious at choosing beauty products as my skin is in the sensitive category.

After the Mydin ‘trip’, we had our dinner at a Siamese restaurant. Then we got back home. And mom kept complaining about the short vacation we had that day. I do agree with mom as we’ve never been on a holiday together since . . . I don’t know. But as I could remember our last trip is during my semester break – freshmen year. We went fishing at Tasik Bera. Not accurately ‘we’. Mom kept making noises and read her books with seriously-looking face so that she could tell us how bored she is. The other vacations only involved me and my mom. And once in a while; my sis.

At my present age I’d certainly not really excited about going on a holiday as I have toured too much when I was a kid. Except if mom took me and my sis to a handbag or shoes sales; and I still felt delighted if my parents brought me to the Underwater World. I love fishes and turtles very much so every time I went there I was very grateful. The same goes to the zoo and animal museum. It makes me feel relaxing. Oh yeah, I also love Books Fair, so does mom. But not for daddy.

Daddy might be good at maths, science and art but he hates reading and hardly ever spells words correctly. Mom conversely really bad at maths, not into science stuffs, love art but can’t even draw a basic figure or do any art activities, love reading and very gifted at Bahasa. I’ve learned some basic Maths tricks from daddy when I was little and it helped me a lot these days. And also Art and technology talks we had together, it’s superb. We shared a lot of things although sometimes daddy wouldn’t understand it and I had to repeat myself. We do discuss about football, it doesn’t matter I’m a girl.

Well to me, having such sweet times with daddy is much better than going on a holiday. I’d never experienced these things with my real dad who rarely exists in my diary of life. Daddy also gave me something  that others hardly to offer that is; trust.

Mysterious New Neighbours

In about two months ago, a family decided to rent the empty rooms next to my house. I really didn’t care at first as we never had a real deep conversation with any of our neighbours before, no matter where we live. But my mom seems to be comfortable chatting with the one who lives at the right side of our house, a Javanese housewife with a lot of little kids making noises around. Maybe because of the free times she had as she’s on cancer-recovering leave for one year.

Anyway, back to our new neighbours’ topic, I started to notice their existence when mom told me to close the main door and never let it wide open. It is actually because of the awful smells come from our new neighbours’ cat they kept in the cage. The funny thing is; their cats are the one that we called the ‘kampong’ cats, not a special cat, Persian or any kind of high-priced species. They deserve to be out of the cage and play around the house but I’ve never seen the cats being freed.

The cats’ owners are really a mystery to all of us; Taman Warisan Puteri’s residents. We only got to know the faces of the two little kids in the family. They’re a pair of a boy and girl with such cute smiles. However, their mom would always get angry when she realizes her kids especially the boy talked with the neighbours. The Javanese auntie’s daughter claimed that the boy was beaten by his mom after being caught talking to her. Some people including mom then told me if the boy’s mom ever see us outside at the neighbourhood, she would quickly run into her house. Well, sounds weird enough for me.

None of us know how many people live in their house. They seem to be afraid of others, particularly the adult woman. I’ve never really interested to know more, it’s none of my business at any rate. But mom and the Javanese auntie are really into it. I don’t know why, maybe mostly because of the unpleasant odours the new family gave us as a welcoming ‘gift’.

My mom and daddy kept arguing about their thoughts and theories; of course on the subject of the new neighbours. Daddy had this theory which is a little bit Cerekarama and sounds more realistic plus makes sense that mom’s. He said the woman next to our house might be a ‘popular’ lady in Seremban; which actually means she was a GRO or night club’s singer or pub’s favourite girl before. He made this conclusion as he saw her wearing a skirt. Yuppers, short skirt, gentlemen! Anyway, nice try Daddy. That’s one brilliant logic.

Mom on the other hand, thought they are an alien family. Um . . . yeah . . . that’s an awesome thinking, mom . . . Very terrestrial . . . Her other theory is better although it is still far from common sense; an assassin family anddd any other crimes she could think of.

My theory? Hmm . . . I don’t want to play along but I’ll give it a try. I once thought the kids’ mom had some kind of illness, you know, when someone couldn’t look at other’s face. I saw it on an English TV series not many years ago. That’s all what I was thinking, never weirder than mom’s. 

‘Early-Marriage’ again?!

The 12 years old bride

What ?! This topic for the 2^nd time ?! Well, not to worry dear readers . It’s not like I’m going to tell you the same story twice . I just want to share with you concerning to the hottest issue nowadays ; I bet some of you already knew about . . . the 12 years old girl who was married to . . . hmm how old is the groom again ?

So , 12 years old . . . I have a little cousin who’s 12 . Yeah, I did say ‘little’ because she’s a little girl , a cute one but she’s more mature than any other school kids today . You would know what I meant if you have a chat with her . I could conclude that she’s like a 50 year old grandma trapped in a petite kid’s body . By looking at her , I wondered and still wondering how the hell someone at her age could get married happily – you should see the wedding photo , the girl was smiling like a whale .

As for me , when I was at that age I did have a love story ( Please don’t laugh , it’s true and I feel so damn embarrassed ) . But it’s not what you think it is . It’s just ; I had an admirer . He kept bugging me and told the others that he likes me . That’s just freaking stupid . We were 12 , man ! I didn’t expect this kinda thing’s coming . What I actually cared about at that time were only UPSR and playing . If you’re the same age as me , did you remembered the fun games such as cop tiang , teng teng  , polis sentri and doktor-doktor ( it’s actually a role-playing game , other kids usually play ‘emak-emak’ but we prefer this one ) . See ? 12 is the number of innocent children spending times on outdoor activities . What on earth has happened to the kids’ world ? The shocking news has ruined my childhood memories .

But then after I read more articles on the topic of the 12 year old marriage ; I came to understand a little bit . She caused a problem , what can I say more about these days major problem ; girls running away from home with boyfriends . Before this outrageous case, there was a school girl’s wedding on the news but she’s in between 14 to 15 as I remembered . Young teenage marriage is quite rare in Malaysia and some other countries . Of course , except for at the age of our grandmas’ before Merdeka .

For the kids out there , please enjoy your life as a kid . I do have a friend who’s having love affair with my senior when we were in primary school . As an ending , the boy left my friend crying on her school desk with broken heart . Me and the other kids were laughing at her secretly , yeah I know it’s mean but once again ; we were only a kid . And I tell you , nothing’s funnier than this love story . And nothing’s good came from it . 

Would You Like To Share?

Drinks , cakes , or ice-cream ; do you usually eat these foods together with your friends and family? I mean by sharing the same spoon and cup . I bet most of you did. But it goes different with me .

I’m the youngest in my family and I have only one sister ; which means when each of us wanted something, we would get it separately . We didn’t regularly share our drinks or foods except for snacks like chips . I was the worst ; I can’t even touch my ice-cream if someone all of a sudden took a bite from it .

As we both grew up , my sister had no problems doing the food sharing things but not for me . I was having a hard time just to get rid of my friends from constantly trying to ‘steal’ my foods and drink . Some of them already knew I couldn’t bear anyone take a sip from my drink or want to taste foods using my spoon . 50% would leave me alone and the rest were the evil . On purpose , they would suddenly drink my coke and ‘taste’ the ice-cream from my hand so that I would give it to them eternally , for free .

During Biology class in the year of 2008 , one of my classmates kept drinking from my other classmate’s bottle and after that she gave it to the next girl – I was in girls’ school . It’s like what they called ‘sharing is caring’. Then the Biology teacher , Mr Ravi made a gross look . He did agree with me that sharing drink is disgusting and the bacteria from our saliva will transfer from one to another person . He also added , (it’s just a joke , don’t take it personally) “If your friend has HIV you’ll be dead soon . For God’s sake go buy your own bottle of mineral water la”. My friend patted me on the back and said loudly , “She’s with you, Sir! She didn’t like to ‘share-share’ too!” followed by the laughs from the whole class .

When I entered campus life , I was a little worried . I was afraid if others thought I’m annoying or stingy . It is because at university , I didn’t get into the same one as my best friend was and I didn’t recognize anyone . And they didn’t know the strange side of me . So I tried to study a little bit about other people’s way of living .

However , nowadays I could use to this ‘share’ thing . Well not fully but at least I’m able to drink and eat from the same cup and spoon with my mom and a few people close to me . But still , I don’t truly recover from ‘sharing’ allergy . 

Marriage Is Not For Me

Hey, long time no see. Whoa, whoa! Wait up! Don’t give me that unsatisfying-evil-looking face. I know it is a quite controversial title but that is not what I really meant. You should do the reading first.

Well, early marriage is quite trending nowadays. People keep debating whether it is good or bad for the society or the early-married person him/herself. Thus, I also wanted to share something with you on youngsters’ marriages topic since I found it pretty interesting yet bothering as there are quite a number of people I know held their wedding ceremonies in the early 20s! Or. . . should I say after SPM?

A few weeks ago; I think (I don’t really recall the date) my same-age cousin got married and almost everyone kept teasing me, “You’re next”. Are you kidding me? Oh, for those who don’t recognize me, I am only 20. And I was completely annoyed with those jokes. It is not funny after all. Thinking of marriage just freaks the hell out of me. 

Getting married younger than age 25 
dramatically raises the divorce risk.
Source:  http://facts.randomhistory.com

Some might not agree with me about the scary facts on marriage life. However, it is the truth you can’t deny. I would say I am somewhat a thinker – hell yeah I’m awesome! I think a lot concerning those topics that will change my future.

Since I was a kid, I want to be super cool just like my mom. She was a great learner and a splendid teacher/lecturer. If she is a comic character, she would be in Gokusen or Great Teacher Onizuka. But some people looked down on her just because of her unsuccessful marriage. It was not her fault getting married to a cheater.

But my mom is also one of the early-married women. She wore a wedding dress in her 23^rd, getting my sis the next year and finally I was born in the next 2 years. Then she was single again. I have no problems growing up without a father, I don’t even think he deserve to touch me. I once called myself an abandoned daughter as I have never experienced any fatherly moments with him. It goes different with my sis though.

See, this is what going on in the society. It is real. Princessly thinking young women might not realize it. They only could imagine a romantic life when they got married early just like the totally-a-failure movie Twilight. The whole wedding things scared me although I am in a serious relationship for over 2 years. Reality is no fantasy.

On top of that, I was a little upset about losing two or three friends or relatives after they became someone’s wife. They got married too early and I hated the idea. We can’t have fun together anymore. They are no longer those who I happened to know before. They changed. A lot. Then I wondered what if I’ll be just like them as soon as I decided to get married? What if I change too? What if I’m not me anymore? It is not about if the guy is the one in a million; it is in point of fact about me.

After a few minutes of silence, I stopped thinking regarding to the issue of marriage. There are more roads to be taken in the future. I will start to open my mind about it again but not too soon. I do admit I hate the idea of getting married too early but maybe those people have their own reasons. Just stop using “in the name of Allah” or “for Islamic reason” if you’re not really meant it.

Well, feel free to give me any feedback. Ciao for now~! (^_^)/ 

Extraordinary Ibu Bunga Matahari

One of the scenes from my animation about a supermom

Every single time anyone sees me with my mom - especially mom's friends, one common plus very popular statement comes out from their mouth; automatically. Of course the statement will be said after they have ensure if I was mom's sister or daughter. "OMG! She's really represents you!" And . . . . there it goes again . . .  the what my mom called 'muka fotostat' issue.

 Although I usually would yelled hysterically and pretend to be angry about it, I actually proud of the title 'Mommy's Clone'. Why should I be upset about having my mother's face and almost all (owh yeah that's right) her behaviors or actions. There is no definite reason to deny I am her daughter. Not to mention she is a very successful woman. 

Other kids at my age do not have the chance to see their mothers received any awards, or being respected by the others; especially by their own friends who set up a dream to be just like her. Even my cousin wanted to be like my mom. My friends? A lot of them. How incredible the influences my mom gave them. 

She was only a tiny girl before , from a very very poor family - very ; compared to the TV3 Bersamamu's family. But she got a strong will  which I thought she inherited it from my grandmother. She went through a horrible break-up, problems never stop chasing her til now but she also never give up and show me how strong a woman can be. 

She show me the perfect smile of a mother, and hiding a full of 'plastered' heart inside her. Mom, I might be a little useless at some times, I complaint a lot and I can not imagine how many troubles were caused by me.

But whatever I did in the past that hurt you were those things I regret. The word "ibu" means a lot to me. It means "my world". And I proud to be your little daughter.

Shisha - Is It Safe For Our Health?

Shisha

Whew~...it's been quite a long time since I stop updating this blog. I was thinking to post something interesting so I always bring my phone along with me wherever I go, and saved all the ideas in the phone's notes application.

A few weeks ago when I was having dinner with my parents at a restaurant, I kept looking at some teenagers; they only ordered Shisha instead of other tasty foods.

So, what is Shisha? Shisha refers to the flavoured tobacco used in the smoking process using a hookah (commonly known as hubble bubble and narghile). It is believed to have originated in Turkey over 500 years ago while others claim it came from Syria and India. 

The tobacco is soaked in fruits shavings such as apples and strawberries. A hookah consists of a base, pipe, bowl and hose or a mouthpiece. Tobacco is placed in the bowl, which is at the top of the pipe structure. An aluminium foil covers the bowl and small charcoal pieces are then placed on the foil, which is punctured using a pin to gently heat the tobacco. When smoked using the hose, smooth, sweet-smelling vapour is filtered through the base containing water. It also comes in floral flavours such as coconut, vanilla and rose. (Source: The Star)

I was thinking, is Shisha harmful; I mean for our health? Some people I know said it's safe but actually medical experts say otherwise as tobacco product in any form contains nicotine and nicotine is addictive. Tobacco products are dangerous as it contains chemicals which are toxic and carcinogenic. The common belief is that smoke is filtered by the water when in actual fact, nicotine is not water-soluble. The water filter is a gimmick hence the smoke is inhaled by a smoker.

Reuters reported last week that the World Health Organisation (WHO) announced that a single session of smoking Shisha yields a nicotine intake equivalent to more than one pack of cigarettes.

It is also reported that Shisha smoke retained all the carcinogens of cigarette smoke while adding more carbon monoxide and a separate set of carcinogens from the use of burning coals to keep the nicotine flowing, coupled with the risk of infection with tuberculosis or hepatitis from shared mouthpieces. 

Now, are you dare to order a Shisha for dinner or as a snack? I hope your answer is a 'no'. And also, the smells of Shisha smoke totally doesn't pleased me, the same goes to cigaratte too. Together; say NO to both cigarette and Shisha for a healthier life style \(^0^)/

Buzzier Than A Bee

I've been tremendously busy lately and didn't have much times to spend on my blog's writing. Too many things happened, a lot of sweet memories I've been through between the day of my last blog post til today. And I was like; hey what about sharing all these stories in the blog? It should be interesting. But then, those ultimately-horrifying assignments kept visited me and I went "sigh~" ; trying to finished them off would take forever! (TAT) need some help here...pleaseeeee.......

Speaking of the word "busy", it reminds me of my family. Why? Oh I think you should lengthen the question as - how does the word related to my family? Let me start with my dad; who is quite busy..or should I say..very busy lately; with his office works, his duck eggs business, and other works including taking care of my mom (hahahaa). My mom, in the other hand is busy thinking about her two sunflowers who have grown up to be a pair of double troubles for their parents. Especially when it comes to the first one with a sexy body-shape and small eyes - that is my elder sis (gahahaa). Last but not least, "busy" did related to my sis although she is no longer a student nor an employee. She's been busy falling in love (eww~) with her future fiance <3 anddd...also busy fighting with him...almost everyday.

So, there you have it; a short story-telling for you guys.... (^_^)/ see you in the next post!