Showing posts with label funny. Show all posts
Showing posts with label funny. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 25, 2015

Haha to Bentō




When I was younger; in about 7 to 17 years old, Mom used to prepare lunch box for me and sometimes for my sister. My sister didn't like the routine so much and I was left as the only one who still bringing home-made food to school. Some of my friends thought I was lucky and some said it was weird. I didn't really care much as I know how unhealthy the canteen’s foods are. And most of them can't even pleased my need for proper hygiene in foods.

Nowadays in my campus life I still love lunch box. Mom knew her daughter well so almost every time she gives me a visit she would bring along home-made meals for me. So does my sister. Well, when you’re far away from home you’ll sure miss mommy’s cooking. Even my sister couldn't deny it.

As I grew up, I just happened to love making lunch box for myself as well. It is still uncommon for Malaysian citizens to see anybody bringing their home-made lunch. Thus whenever I bring my lunch box to the café people stare at me like there is a lion escaped from the goddamn zoo.  I swear to God their glares are really scary. Oh, I have a story on the topic of staring! Mind if I share it with you?

"Once, there was a fellow student (my classmate said he is our senior) suddenly walked straight to me and stared at the food I was holding – very closely! Then he left. I’ll tell you, it was totally disturbing. I got traumatized for a while because of that particular incident. I only ate sandwiches during the staring moment, what’s so bizarre about the typical edible stuffs?! – The End –"

Preparing my own lunch box reminds me of Mom; how she loves to make sure we eat properly. Mom said she’s not a good cook unlike other mothers but the foods are good enough for me. Mom doesn't put MSG in her cooking. Plus, her vegetables dishes are always fresh and still crunchy. 

To me, Mom’s cooking is a symbol of her love and care for her daughters. It is the taste that I always miss when I’m away from home.

Wednesday, February 18, 2015

Fashion and Fluffy

This may seems boring but still, here you go; another photo album of our home kitties. With ribbons collars and pet clothes. XD

I want this pink dress too !

Fluffy kitty with price tag.

No pictures, please.

Why did this happened to me...

I hate you for making me wear this.

Capture my good side!

Mom's choices of cats' clothes....

Kitties with styles !

New collars with pink ribbons on them

Hello Kitties !

Hey, guys! In this entry I'm not gonna mumble about anything. Just wanna show you some of my holidays' photos with Mom's cats  ;)


The three MusCATeers; Mom's precious princesses
Little Nugget
Mom and sleepy Comel

Baby was not well & had to be apart from her BFF

Still a better love story than Twilight
She has her own tiny prayer mat
She can sleep anywhere, seriously

Bonus! Pictures with dialogues. Just for fun!

My pet turtles are quite popular among the cats
Why on earth did I end up here ?!
Complicated relationship

Monday, March 31, 2014

Nicknames for . . . ?

     


      There are some sorts of people who might have the tendency of doing something weird . For me and the other two Lailas ; which are Mom & elder sis , we are really affectionate to naming our favorite objects (including animals but animals are obviously not an object & usually have names anyway) especially our cars . Well , for me it’s not just my car but I also named all of my favorite Kuma Kuma toy series that I collected since I was a kid , and I named my dolls , my mobile phones , laptops and anything that I thought ; “it would be very nice if they have a name” .


You see , most of the times I like to treat my beloved things as my pets ; a non-living one . Perhaps this kind of behavior comes from my mom . She has a very deep feeling to each one of her cars , and sometimes ; home and plants . She talks to her cars like they’re her cats and cries a lot when she have to sell one or trade in it with the other new car . It does sound funny , and it is super hilarious in reality but it’s one of the cutest facts about my mom .


I don’t know much about the first two cars Mom bought because I was too little to remember or even care about those pint-sized things . When I was in primary school , I met mom’s third car – I think; a pitch black Proton (I can’t really summon up if it’s Saga or any other Proton’s products but I do recall it was a box-like car) after she trade in her maroon Perodua Kancil – and she cried so hard like a heavy rain with thunderstorm as she had to leave the petite car . Mom called it ‘Hitam’ which means ‘black’ in Malay .


After I went to further my study in diploma , Mom made a surprise by showing her new car – when she came to give me a visit , a white Proton Saga which was quite famous throughout that year . It was more round-in-shape . Mom called it ‘Putih’ (white) , but then we decided to call it Shiro ; which also means white but in Japanese , and of course it is the name of Shin Chan’s puppy .


Shiro stayed with us for 3 or 4 years I think but then after a few unexpected occurrences ; Mom sold it to her sister and she brought home a dark green Honda City . It is a classic one but still in a good condition . Well not fully ; there are some problems we had to fix . For this ancient beauty , Mom decided to call it Adudu .


For your information , Adudu is a fictional character from the famous Malaysian cartoon ; Boboiboy . He is the main antagonist and he is green . Yes , you heard right . He is a green alien . I don’t know much about the character or the cartoon itself – as I’m not that interested to watch it anyway . . . but once again , Mom is weird and she loves the show . She watches the local animation together with my little cousins and sometimes by herself .


Mom’s already 48 years old this year . Despite how she looks and what age she’s getting into ; she will always acts like a funny innocent youngster . Her cheerful faces occasionally make us forget that she’s a cancer patient . Plus , her childish behavior did affects us ; her daughters . We became playful too but only when we’re with her and particular groups of people .


These behaviors of naming object , watching cartoons , talking to things, etc. ; they are a collection of good memories that Mom leaves for us to be remembered . It is undeniable that we grew up differently from some other kids but we have what they might not own . When I was a kid, I cursed myself for the dissimilarities of  my life compared to my friends . Now I can’t feel grateful enough. If The Almighty didn't write my whole story in this way ; I wouldn't be me . I would never see how a woman could be stronger than anyone’s expectation in a female race . Mom showed the magic tricks to me . God opened my eyes for me to see it clearly , in a method that only I could understand .




P/S: Happy belated birthday, Mom. 

Thursday, March 13, 2014

Little Siblings For Sale !


Cute little brother / sister for sale ! So damn cute ! 














This one's my favorite

Sunday, March 2, 2014

Cute And Funny Baby gifs

Not much to say , just enjoy these cute animated pictures of little babies ! (^_^)/

When puddle turned into ice

Dragon fighter!

Fatal sneeze

A fun way to play with your little brother/sister

Tricky-treat

Baby hates kisses

Balancing baby

Don't take away my precious kitten!

This is mine! No! It's mine!

Friday, February 28, 2014

Bad subs, they’re everywhere….


*sigh ~ *

It’s quite some times since I last bought anime DVDs. Well, the costs of living become higher and higher each days and if I wanna stay alive I had to refrain myself from buying any DVDs. The last few DVDs I bought was 2 years ago, I guess. But I only got to watch them a few months after the purchase as I was getting stuck in my student life’s schedule. 


My subtitles choice is of course English. I don’t understand Mandarin and the Malay subs are always disappointing. It’s not about the language but those who did the subs in that language. 


Behold ; the ultimate FAIL compilations of Malay subs in Cuticle Detective Inaba anime. You got to see it to believe it.


From the very first scenes

Visiting Inaba's office


It's 'rock salt' not 'rock'

Is the police becoming a thief?


Run!!!!

'work' gives a lot of meanings....

I don't know what to say anymore...

Wednesday, February 26, 2014

"New Parents + Facebook" Phenomenon

This one is entirely not mine , I'm just sharing it with you . It came from the site www.parentdish.co.uk , you can logged on to the site for more interesting stuff and information. Have an enjoyable reading time ~ !



Why do parents have to share EVERYTHING their children do on Facebook?

By Carrie Dunn

As my friends have started to settle down and have children , I have noticed that people simply don't understand basic good manners .

Well , when I say "people" , I mean "parents" .

I would argue , based on my own experience, that once people become parents , they lose all the knowledge of online etiquette they once had . The popular American website STFUParents ( short for Shut the . . . yes , well ) has daily updates from Facebook walls in which parents make inappropriate comments and share too much information , particularly about their child's bowel movements .

You needn't feel superior , though , and think this is a purely American phenomenon . It happens all the time in the UK as well .

My friend Helen, eight months pregnant , noted that she was tired after a busy day at work - one of her parent friends gleefully commented that she should get used to being tired because once the baby arrives she'll never get a good night's sleep again .

Then my friend Georgina , mum to a four-month-old , posted her little boy's weight at his latest health check - one of her parent friends immediately wanted to know what on earth she was feeding him because clearly he was too heavy .

These impolite commenters are the sorts of parents who post pictures of their precious child's "nappy explosions" ( why would you want to memorialise these incidents on the internet ? Wouldn't it be better for all of you just to clear it up and forget about it very quickly ? ) , and catalogue all the minutiae of their darling baby's day .

Here's a newsflash . Babies are really quite dull. If something of genuine interest happens – something properly funny , or entertaining, or unusual – by all means , put it as your status . However , please be warned. Your baby gurgling , your baby shuffling around the floor , your baby sleeping , your baby eating food – this is NOT INTERESTING to anyone except you and your immediate family . As for me and the other 300 of your Facebook friends , we're yawning with the tedium of it all and considering blocking you from our news feeds .

Before you tell me I'm a child-hating killjoy , let me refer you to my friend Julia . "I've got a friend whose children I know better than my own nieces and nephews thanks to her incessant updates , including videos of them DOING NOTHING ," she rages . "Everything they say is apparently hilarious . I have a few friends whose updates make me silently scream , 'I don't care !' but she is one of the worst . Your children had their jabs , did they? I DON'T GIVE A FLYING ONE !"

My friend Chris is bored by one of his Facebook friends , who's newly pregnant and keeping everyone updated with every minute of it . "She's been telling us the exact date she finds out the sex of her baby , posting updates and counting down," he snarls ." And then , at the end of the countdown, she posted this : 'Sorry , guys , baby was a wriggler and keeping legs firmly crossed . Couldn't get a clear view so having another scan tomorrow at 10.30am . Keep fingers crossed !'"

What Chris's friend has failed to realise is that though we like you and are happy that you are realising your dream of parenthood and wish for nothing but health and happiness for your new baby , you are the only one who is really excited about all the details of your child's day , in utero and post-birth . The rest of us will just react with an "Oh, that's lovely !" because it's what politeness dictates - not because we hate children , but because it's just not that enthralling if you're not personally closely involved .

However , what I hate more than reading about your child's projectile vomiting is when you comment on photos of me with my nephew or my friends' babies and tell me it "suits" me , or it'll be my "turn" next .

Do I comment on photos of your child and tell you it won't be long until you can get back to work , or that it's a shame you had to sacrifice your career in favour of bringing up your baby ? No , I don't, it would be terribly thoughtless and rude . So why does being a parent give you carte blanche to do that in reverse ?

Is this the classic "mummy brain" kicking into action , where parents' minds shrink and all they can think about is their baby , no matter how out-of-place their comments ? Is this why parents decide to replace their Facebook profile pictures of themselves with pictures of their child ?

Here's a thought for you , infant-obsessed parents . Your Facebook is YOUR Facebook . We're friends with you there because we like you . Yes , your child is a big part of your life – but not your whole life . Keep your face as your profile picture , and post about things that you've done and thought and seen , not just the amazing occurrence of your child having a runny nose .

If those rules don't work for you , perhaps you need to take a 10-year hiatus from the internet and go back to social networking once your genius child can properly supervise you . 

Tuesday, February 25, 2014

Art or No Art

Phew . . . it’s been so long since the last time I logged in to post anything new .  Well hello again ~ . 


I’m gonna prevent from writing an extended essay as much as it might bored whoever happens to take a peek on this blog , anddd here we go . . . what I wanna share with you today is a common occasion in my life or even yours. When normal people usually have their younger siblings’ or cousins’ “masterpieces” in their books or sketches , I’ve got a little bit of something that’s different from them .



I present to you ; some of my mom’s greatest artworks ~ ! *applause*


The Ayam Family


A full "portrait" of me and my el' sister

Poo Family


The Gold Digger