Snippets

1. Spent the past 1-2 days with my Man. *happy face*

Pity him had to travel back n forth, Muar-KL-Muar-KL-Muar within 24 hours just because of me...

Why we went to Muar? check out my wedding blog lah.. hahaha..


2. Got the part-time teaching job in Taylor's Uni College. Takut and malas sebenarnya nk kja... I left the working world, the academia, for more than a year already. I'm not sure if I'm really ready to embark on that route again. But, reality hit me: "Kalo dh xde duit, Buat la cm xde duit, xkan nk goyang kaki je.. gatai nk kawen lak tu..."

That's the rationale of why I applied for the part-time job. Please pray that I can cope with it ya, along with the more important Master's studies, the research project, my classic ambitious attempt to finish up my study this December, AND my dream wedding.

Gila tak? hahaha. [mmg rhetorical question. lagi mau tanya...]

If all of these are materialised as planned, Oh dear I'll surely be jumping with joy and be able to step into the new chapter of my life in 2010 with less worries. I anticipate a lot of changes in 2010: physically, emotionally, spiritually, socially, and mentally. Phew...

3. Hurm... the new term in UM is going to start real soon: the same date as Taylor's. gilaaaa!!! i'm still deciding what subject to take. I can't believe deciding that ONE last subject is even harder! So as usual, I'll go 'window shopping' for the first 2 weeks, and then only i'll decide. There are a lot of things to be taken into consideration: the lecturer, the workload, the timing, the relevance, the assignments, the possibility of getting an 'A' (hahaha, strategy2..), etc. *sigh*

4. Quite a lot of things are on ma mind:

a. need to go to IPS UM to complain about the error of my official result last semester. keji kan?

b. need to go to Taylor's to sign contract and be briefed about the job offered.

c. need to meet up with my supervisor to discuss my upcoming research project.

d. need to start on the research project preparations: finding participants, setting up a new blog, devising questionnaires,

e. need to go to Jalan Tar to get ordered n paid fabric.

f. wanna go out with Leen for a post-engagement hangout

g. wanna hangout with ex-Semerbakians.

h. NEED to practise singing for J's wedding!! hahaha.. lagu apa kna nyanyi pn tatau lagi..

i. wedding preparations.


waaaaaaaa....!! and i have less than one week of holiday! mati2...

*kiok*

Palettes of Love & Hues of Sheer Promise

Hye all,

Just want to inform that I've just created a new blog: My Wedding Blog.

The URL is: http://bridazzy.blogspot.com

Feel free to browse through and comment if u wish.

This blog is still active. It's just that the new one is specifically created for my wedding stuff, so that this blog wouldn't be too cluttered.

It's also a relief for those who have allergies to any wedding talks. hahaha.

Anyway, it's just been created. So, do expect some changes here and there in the layout from time to time.

Cheers!

A promise Made & A promise Kept

While a few could perhaps already see it coming, I know many of you were shocked with the news of me getting engaged recently.

I felt it was pretty weird to advertise "I'm getting engaged to my ex-bf!!* all of the sudden.

I didn't know what to say.

For those who know me better, you guys know that I'm never good at expressing my feelings when it comes to the subject of my love-life. I'd rather keep personal things to myself, and pour out my heart only if i need to.

And, considering how 'complicated' it was, I think I shouldn't even attempt to.

I mean it's not everyday you hear people planning to get married to their ex-ess right?

But i did try. But I have to accept that people have different views on what's acceptable in a relationship, who's Mr. Right, and what constitutes love.

So i reckon the easiest way to announce my BIG step towards the life I desire is through PICTURES!!! Which I did on facebook.

So, here i would like to apologise for not being able to tell everyone much much earlier.

It was a VERY VERY small and simple ceremony, just for the sake of sarung cincin and getting to know each other's families. Even most of my relatives didn't know about it!

Nonetheless, rest assured that all of you are invited to our wedding.. tentatively in December (insya Allah). will update more later.

Car pool, organise a road-trip, book ur airplane tickets now, or do whatever you can to come to Kedah ya!!!

You need not worry about buying gifts, giving money or whatnot coz all i care is YOUR PRESENCE on my special day. That will be my BIGGEST wedding present!

For now, I'm just going to focus on my ambitious attempt to finish up my Masters study by November, and in d meantime make gradual preparations for the big day.

Having a small family means only my mom and I are left to manage everything from A-Z for that day.

I am both scared and excited about all this madness.

As a matter of fact, I'm still in the 'OMG!- I'm-engaged-and-getting-married-in-6-months!' mode.

Please pray for our jodoh ya...

Thanks to those who had (unknowingly) helped me make decisions. You know who you are.

and for The Man, Thankkss a Zillion for being with me through my ups and down, for accepting my weaknesses, for being a VERY good listener, for staying true to urself no matter how vicious the world is, for being unbelievably loyal, and for choosing the weird me out of many fab ladies out there.


For all these, and many2 more, I thank you.






Thank You for making a promise and keeping it.


Ta...

The PainFul 6 Months

I could write a novel on this. Seriously.

I kept this from many of you fellow bloggers for about 6 months of 'suffering'...

And now, it's finally time to unearth my deepest feelings about it here.

I think i'd mentioned somewhere in this blog that last semester was hard for me for a number of reasons. and one of them being the granny, who WAS my landlord from Dec '08 - May '09.

I don't know where to start, but once I start, I'm pretty sure I can't stop!

hahaha.. so you readers just pray that this post won't be too long ya!

As most of you have already known, I rented a single room in a terrace house in Bangsar starting Dec last year. At first, the landlord seemed ok, understanding, and practical, thus leading me to assume that staying in the house would be easy breezy.. *TooooooT* WRONG!!!!!!

She's nice, dun get me wrong. But she's the FUSSIEST person I have ever met in my life! I''m paranoid at times too, I know. But, if you are paranoid ALL THE TIME, that's a totally different story!

In short, I lived in FEAR for the past 6 months!!! hahahaha.. isk isk..

I dunno how exactly to explain the kinda person she is. But I guess the following anecdotes may give you a rough idea of the craziness I had gone thru for half a year:

• *Me coming back home, going into my room, and closing the door gently*
  

Aunty: "Why did you bang the door???? Don't bang the door, I'm so frightened!!!"

Me: *puzzled look*

• *Me in my room, doing my assignments, and hearing nothing except the birds chirping*

Aunty : "Linda!!! don't you bang the door!!! i don't like you to bang the door...blablablabalabla (for about 20 minutes)

Linda : *puzzled look*

Me : *puzzled look*

Linda: " I didn't bang the door!"

Aunty: "Everyday you bang the door!!! you bitch!!!" *more swearing*'

*3rd World War between aunty and Linda and me sitting nervously in my room not knowing what to do.. nak kuar pun takut*

-->Linda is my super-nice Filipino housemate.

• *Me in my room doing my work, and the super LOUD phone had been ringing for about 20 times. The cordless phone was right beside the auntie while she's watching her favourite Tamil drama*

Aunty: *still enjoying the Tamil drama*

Me and Linda: *annoyed*

• *Me in my room doing my work, and the super LOUD phone had been ringing for about 20 times. The cordless phone was right beside the auntie while she's watching her favourite Tamil drama*

Aunty: *doing nothing*

Me: *annoyed* "Auntyyyyy, phoneeeee!!"

Aunty: "ooohhh, phone arrr??? "

--> suara aku dgr pulak... that's why I assumed she has selective hearing problems. maybe she chooses what she wants to hear or maybe she's just good at hallucinating.

• *me cooking in the kitchen, and I accidentally dropped my Tupperware container*

Aunty: *with her wobbly feet came right from the living room to the kitchen to scold me* "" What are you doing??? Don't break my things!!! I don't like people touching my things!!!! blabalabalabala *for 20 minutes)

Me: *puzzled* "Nooo... i accidentally dropped it.. sorry.. but it's not your thing..

Aunty: *another few minutes of nagging.. * "Make sure you clean the stove, make sure the sink is dry, wipe your plates nicely, dun make a mess, put the things back in the cabinet, close the gas, wipe the wall, and dun wash my dishes.. i don't like people touching my things.. "

Me: "yeah yeah...i know, ive been doing that all the time. Don't you worry." *irritated*

• *aunty walking to close the door, and she's limping*

Me: "aunty, are u ok?" *in a very caring tone*

Aunty: "Why la you asking me ok or not... ???!!! leave me alone!!! " *yelling in a high-pitched tone*

Me: *gasp*

Aunty: "I have so many problems..you don;t know..."

Me: "You think only you ar have problems?" *walked to my room irritated*

*since then terus malas nk tanya how shes doing anymore.. Phobia!!!

• * Me feeling like an Angel and called the aunty to ask her if she wanted anything for dinner, since I'm in town buying my dinner too*

Aunty: " Buy for me one tosei, with this gravy that gravy.... and one serving of fish curry, and sambal please..."

Me: 'Ok, no problem.."

*back home after the dinner*

Aunty: "how much arr??"

Me: RM.....

Aunty: aiyyooooooooo... y la so expensive!!!! the tosei is uncooked you know!!!

Me : *puzzled, thinking how on earth the paper-thin tosei could possibly be uncooked*

• *Me being clever , change the temperature of the fridge, making it colder so that my frozen food will last longer. my frozen food had been spoilt several times because the fridge was not cold enough. Little i realised that a thick layer of ice developed because of that*

--> right after i went out of the bathroom in berkemban mode.

Aunty: "Rin, what did you do to my fridge??? since u came, blablablabla.... *non-stop accusations*

Me : Ha?? Nothing! *being defensive, i neva thot changing the frige temperature was a crime*

Aunty : Noooo NO..... You did this..blablabla.... *more yelling and accusing*

Me: No... i didn't know it'll be like that... blabla.. *trying to reason out*

Aunty: Noooo... you ruined my fridge. do you know it's expensive to buy a new one!!??

Me: *helpless, thinking of what better to say*......hrmmm.. nothing. So i pretended to cry gila2 punya lah.. *drama queen mode*

Aunty : aiyooooo, dun cryyyy... please dun tell your mom... ok ok... i won't scold you anymore...

*phew, i didnt know that crying had THAT power!!!*

--> but still, dah ilang nafsu nak memasak.. baik beli je kalo xleh smpan apa2 brg mntah pn dlm fridge tu..

• *Me bathing happily, and she's right in the bathroom next door. i accidentally dropped my toothpaste on the floor*

Aunty: Heyyy, what happened there? Don't break anything!!!

Me: No no... my toothpaste jatuh aunty... *irritated and kumur kuat2 buang kahak*

Aunty: Heyyy, don;t break my things laaa!!!

Me: "Wat d hell????"

• Aunty: "Rin, dun switch on the tv too loud yaa!!"

Me: *confused* bila masa lak aku bukak tv... aku baru balik ni.. "haa... ok ok aunty"

*One minute later, she switched on her Tamil drama to an unimaginable decibel. Couldn't even pray dgn kusyuk.. nk study pn xleh... sigh*

• Aunty: "Rin, park the car near the gate ya.. or else the neighbour will bump into ur car"

Me: "ok ok"

*2 days later*

Aunty: "Rinnnn!!!! Y la u park the car so near the gate??? Cannot even go out and in!!"

Me: *confused and angry* "What the heck?? u told me to park near the gate??"

Aunty: "No no... Cannot2... Cannot even open the gate you know..."

Me: *intensely irritated and tired after 9 hours of working. Went to the gate and opened it right before her eyes, and demonstrated how easily i could get in and out.*

Aunty: "oh...ok ok"

Me: Urgggghhh!!!

• Me: "Aunty, can i park inside the gate, since no one else has a car anyway? i'm afraid la, not safe la to park outside"

Aunty: "Cannot2... air cannot come in laaaa"

Me: *puzzled look* thinking to myself, heck, the parking lot is totally not obstructing the main door or even the windows*

Aunty: My nephew lived here for 17 years also parked outside.

Me: oh.. ok then... *irritated and pasrah*

• "Me coming back home with a brand new rice cooker and kettle*

Aunty: "What did you buy???

Me: "Rice cooker and kettle..."

Aunty: "Aiyoooo, you use so many electrical stuff...!!! my electric bill gone up you know!!!

Me: *what- d- hell look?* * walked to my room irritated without saying anything.*

• *Me, in a totally unfabulous condition, havent even brushed my teeth that morning*

Aunty: "Rin, can you move your car to the side, my relative is coming, and she wants to park in front of d house"

Me: "Huh?? She can park by the side what? It's still near, just a few extra steps away..."

Aunty: "You move your car la.."

Me: *totally irritated* "No I wont, I live here!!! " *being totally a bitch and closed the door*

• *Me bringing the Aunty to University Hospital, coz she said she wanted to take her medicine but had no one else to help her. I agreed, no problem. But it was difficult to park there, there's no way i could just wait for her in the car in front of the main door. And she had NO CELLPHONE!! aku tawakkal je pegi park dlm the parking area a bit further away, kluar, and pegi cari aunty tu dlm hospital, though i had no idea where she was. tgk2 jumpa.. alhamdulillah! then i brought her back to the car. Since the security guards didnt allow ppl at all to park at the entrance, i had to walk her back to the car, which is pretty far for an aunty with wobbly feet. She said she wanted to take a cab. But i was there!! takkan la aku keji sgt nk biar dia balik dgn taxi... so i begged her to walk slowly just to get to my car..halfway, she scolded me..*
  

Aunty: "Why la so far??? i want to take a taxi now..!!! You laa, troubling me like this...!!!

Me: Be patient aunty...not so far away.. we walk slowly...

Aunty: Bring me to the taxi stand.. !!! i hate this!!!

Me: *helpless, felt like crying for troubling an old lady* "Please aunty please.. to walk back to the taxi stand is just as far as going to my car now..at least you don't have to pay.. and i can walk you right into the house..."

Aunty: "Aiyyoooo you la... troubling meeeee..."

*finally managed to pujuk her to walk to the car.. But sedih, niat baik aku jadi cm mnyusahkan org tua lak..serius rs nk nangis..*

• *aunty looking out at the window*

Aunty: "Rin, be careful ar... Malay motorcyclists Indian motorcyslists, they'll snatch ur bags.. rob u.. rape you... "

Me: "yeah, i know.. dun worry.. i take a good care of myself.."

Aunty: Lock the house doors ya... they all bad people you know... and you neva park in a basement ya... dangerous.. u can get killed.... neva bring ur real IC..only bring a photocopied one...

Me: "Er...ok ok..dun worry..."


These are just perhaps 20% of what i had to deal everyday in the house.

I was living in total fear and afraid to even come out of my room. It's like I was living the life of a recluse!!

I'd had it of living with a person who's too paranoid, always angry, and constantly finding my fault.. like seriously, cam x de kerja lain, purposely and went to great lengths to find my faults.. gila ahhh...

and I tak sampai hati nak bertekak byk2. she's and old lady, old enuff to be my granny.. and she has very2 weak knees. Tu pasal selalu try sabar je.. kalo sama umur, dh lama dh aku bgaduh gila2 punya... Itu pun after a while, I was slowly becoming a bitch too, sebab menjawab jugak kan bila xtahan..huhu.

But I still acknowledge her occasional generosity, especially in terms of food! she sometimes fed me with whatever leftovers she had in the fridge that were given by her relatives. May they be leftovers, but they taste real good! hahaha.. beggars can't be choosers. Especially when I was starving to death, running out of money, and running out of time to go out and buy food myself.

There were also some unforgettable funny moments i had with her (only i think it's funny). one classic example is as follows:

• Aunty: "Rin, can you help me put lights on my Christmas tree later?"

Me: "err.. ive never done that, but i can try.."

*Next 3 days*

Aunty: "Tonight u help me put the lights ya..."

Me: "OK..." *dlm hati: mana pokok krismas makcik ni ni.. xnmpak2 pn..mana dia smbunyi*

Me: "show me first la the tree.."

Aunty: " ok ok " went to her room and came out with something in her hand.*

Me: *GASP* the X'MAS TREE was in her hands!!! masya Allah, sejengkal je ke size pokok xmas tu??? waaaaaaaa... *nk gelak nk gelak, tapi tahan gila2 punyer*... kalo bsar tu lah xmas tree, ptut la xnmpk, boh dlm handbag pn leh...hahahahaaha... cmna nk lilit lampu raya keliling pokok bsaq tu???

Me: *control2* "Okkkk, tonight i help u ya.."

tengok2 sdara dia dtg.. so i didnt have to do it..Thank God..if not, msti aku pecah perut tahan gelak... huhuh.. the smallest decorative x'mas tree ive ever seen in my lifeee!!! xkan ku lupa xmas tree sejengkal tu...huhuhu..


anyay, it's just that i cant stand constant illogical dramas in the house, being scolded for nothing, and dealing with a person who's too fussy and toooo paranoid. I'll surely be crazy and super paranoid myself too after a while. I know this coz i realised that i was slowly becoming a bit hot-tempered too after a few months.

Apa tidaknya.. my friends who had just stayed one night there, or just visited me for a few hours would ask me the same question: "Azrin, cmna ko leh duduk ngn makcik ni ek?"

And i would answer: "Aku penyabar orangnya..." But my patience has its limits... and its limit is 6 months.

I value my sanity, I appreciate my high-tolerance level, I love my high level of patience, and I am not ready to jeopardise my sensible nature.

and for that, I had let go of my beloved room there, and have opted for a cheaper room in PJ for my stay next semester.

though it's just a flat, not as strategically located, and a bit further from UM, i dun care! as long as there's no landlord in the house and as a bonus, i will have my ex-primary schoolmate as my housemate... weeeeeeeee!!!! hope this time, i have not made another BIG mistake again.. haishhh..

But i moved out on a positive note..i said i wanted to get married soon (which is not entirely a lie lah kan..). i didnt say that i moved out because i couldnt stand her anymore.. she begged me not to move out, but i had to say no, for the sake of my sanity. Masa tu la baru dia nk ckp she couldnt find a girl like me anymore..blablabla.. Haaa, masa aku ada, marah2 aku... time aku nk kuar, puji2 plak.. haiii....

so im looking fwd to my brand new room next semester, praying hard i will b happy living there.

ciao.

P/s- ur prayers for a short entry are clearly not answered! huhu