14 Degrees

*this is not an extract from the movie ‘10 things I hate abt you’, but this is REAL HATE *

i hate the way u SLURRRP your blardy coffee LOUDLY that makes me irritated to the max

i hate the way u laugh cos it sounded like u forced your heart and lungs and intestines out to make that loud laugh

i hate the way u think things are funny when they are not; maybe u fail to understand the matter in the first place

i hate the way u just talk and talk and talk and talk and talk and talk even when i showed you my IM-NOT-FARKING-INTERESTED-TO-LISTEN-TO-YOU face

i hate the way u tink that child care leave is a farking joke; u maybe farking around but u aint married with a child. or maybe u do have a child but u dun give a damn about

i hate the way u swear.. u’ll go like faaaaaaaarrrk one moment, FARK! the next moment, FARK LAH! the very next moment after dat. even after being told off, u NVR understand

u may be new to this but it DOES NOT GIVE YOU any leeway to behave that way.. for farking goodness sake! u are farking older than us!!! shame. please… start acting like one.

ok fine. im bitching.

days back, i wrote in about a dear colleague who passed away due to a heart attack.
it was sad… he left behind a widow and his 3 kids, of whom the 3rd child is not even a year old.

earlier this evening, i received another devastating news..
another dear friend of mine has gone to meet the Creator earlier in the day.
he was in his first year of postgraduate diploma for physical education in NIE and was going thru a compulsory camp in Gunung Ledang when a tree fell on his tent. He died of injuries.

Read about his death here

he was dearly known as Zam and we met during our 3-months course(after O levels) in the defunct Jurong Institute.
he was a smart guy, loving and very funny.
never failed to make pple laugh…

tho he is not married, from the last i heard, he was still happily attached to his school sweetheart whom he met in Jurong Institute as well. in all, that would be about 10 years of relationship.

i cant imagine the trauma that she will have to go thru when she learnt about his death.
sadder part will be how his parents are taking it..

i dunno what else to say..
that’s 2 deaths in less than 2 months..
and both did make an impact in my life…

to Zam…
you will be missed, bro…

Al-Fateha

i dun really like the month of May..
there are reasons behind this.. only my closed ones will know…

BUT nonetheless, its ok…
whether i like the month or not, it will still be there year after year after year…
i dun hate it.. i just dun like the memories that comes with it..

had a dream last nite.. in conjunction of the month…
not a good one nor was it a bad one..
not a funny one not was it a sad one..
not an angry one nor was it a soothing one..
i shall try feeling indifferent to it altho it peeves me when i think about it..
sheesh.. wat a contradiction..

well life is a contradiction…
whether i like it or not..
i have been having these thoughts for quite some time now..
i guess its time for me to pen it down..

to YOU,
i dun hear of you no more..
i hope you are happy out there with the loved one.
Happy Belated Birthday yah…

to YOU,
i prefer not to hear of you anymore tho i dun have nothing against you..
im happy when i hear that you are doing well. its good..
Happy Birthday in advance yah..

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on a happier note, my baby’s 17 months old today.
she’s a die-hard-hardcore-to-the-core Hi-5 fan.
she watches it when she wakes up, in the evening and also before she sleeps..
so now mama n baba got to go and get more DvDs for her..

one more month and she’ll turn 18mths!
that’s like One & a Half year old!
that’s like grown up! haha..

and the best birthday present she get, a jab from Doctor Balqis! hehe..

baby’s growing up… *sob sob*

almost 17mths ago, she was cuddling up in my arms so snugly… she was so small, tho she was 3.4kg in weight…
now, she still cuddles in my arms.. only diff, she’s all grown up..

when we go out, we will take turns to carry her in our arms.. now she walks on her own…

now she plays alot.. alot of things to see, to touch, to bongkar and to try…
she loves to draw… i bought her crayons and drawing block for her to draw or play with…
this picture shows iffah at work

oh yah, she’s using my EYELINER to draw in that pic… bagus anak aku… make full use of mama’s resources. =p

and for breakfast last time when she was small, it will be baby biscuits (Baby Bites) that she will finish or those baby rusks that will smudge all over her face…
now…

its CRUNCHY PEANUT BUTTER baby! right off from the bottle! best licked from fingers! YUM YUM!

hehehehe