Sunday, August 30, 2009

i hate pain!

what's worse than bleeding nose is bloody headache...i was assigned to go to tauranga to fetch high school kids for the auckland uni's courses and careers day on last friday...we were sent by bus and it was supposed to take around 3 hours and 50 minutes to get there (but it took a well bloody 4 hours and a quarter!)...luckily i had malisha and dora with me on this trip so it wasn't that bad...dora was very adorable and malisha was very talkative...we departed at 615 pm so i had to break my fast real fast before i get on board...i also received my hershey's caramel on that very friday so i shared them with dora and malisha on the bus...


for that (chocolate gorging on an almost empty tummy while traveling on a bumpy road), i get a massive bloody headache...i was nauseous and felt like throwing up the just-eaten-chocs-and-peanut-butter-sweets...i felt like i was dying (and would prefer to die rather than suffer the massive fist squeezing my brain every 2 seconds)...i hate headache...i blamed it on the hershey's...they are bad for u!the moral of the story here, i have this ongoing laceration in my right nose, it is real bad and painful...but, headache is listed first in my list of the-most-painful-thing-in-this-side-of-my-reality so far...dying would be worse but yeah, i'm still alive, so that list stands for now...


p/s: headache is bloody so yeah, bloody goes with headache...err...



Sunday, August 23, 2009

serious time - i am malay and a malaysian

okay bear with me....this is going to be the last post for a while (most probably!)...i'm intrigued by dr. m's quirky and thought-provoking blog...his blog is very simple...his words are very simple...his messages are not...but one thing that grabbed my attention, this time particularly, is related to racism...coming from malaysia and living in auckland for almost 4 years, i've come to appreciate the differences between different ethnicities...


it is indeed very difficult to say we are impartial and we are against racism...truly...we are partial to our own root, even subconciously...root meaning that in whatever culture we are brought up in, to which we feel belonged to and most identified with...it doesn't necessarily means out race...race is the herediatry genetic make up we are born with, something that cannot be erased no matter how thin our blood is (no matter how many times removed u are from one race, u are still partially that race if u have ancestor who is)....


what truly makes a whole lot of difference is our ethnicity...that's what i've learned over and over again in my population health and psychology classes here in auckland...this point never fails to impress me...i am a malay, race-wise...no doubt about it...my baba and mama are pure malay (may have lots of mixed heritage like chinese and some others)...i may have some ancestors who are chinese or some other races but i've lived like a malay...i speak malay...i eat malay food...i live like an average malay (okay citified, crazy version of malay culture)...i identify myself with the rest of malays...but i am also a malaysian...i live like a malaysian...i go out karaoke-ing and eat at mamak restaurants and tapau food (have doggy-bag for leftovers).... for that i am also a malaysian., not just a malay..i have a friend, stacey who is half samoan and half chinese...she identify herself as such as she is brought up in a typical samoan culture but she is also taught some chinese culture by her parent...i have another friend christina...she is a chinese but since she's lived here in nz for so long, she identifies herself as a kiwi...so there u have it, race and ethnicity are different....


my point here, we can't escape who we are...and to some degrees, we may have thoughts of how our race or ethicity in general is better or worse than others...and we may accept or reject our backgrounds, but we still who we are...we can be more than our race, we can belong to more eth nicity....clinging to our race and believing that we are the very best, that's where racisim is born...sometimes, we think that our race or ethnicity is better and we vehemently reject others...the difference is how tolerant we are and how we try to understand other cultures and accept the fact that they are different people out there...that's what make u a racist or not...


it's not possible to be 100% blindly accepting of other cultures and disregard our own after 20 years of upbringing...if u hate other cultures, sight unseen nor understood, and without deeper knowledge of how relatively different and similar they are to our own, then u are clearly a racist...if u do have deep knowledge and still hate them and show it too, u are clearly a major racist and in trouble...it means u never even try to put urself in their shoes and be tolerant (and that is degrees lower than understanding, means u don't even try to tolerate, let alone understand)....


i admit as a malay malaysian in auckland, i have a fair number of non malay and non malaysian close friends...i hang out with them, eat with them, talk to them...and try to understand them...i love our differences and similarities (similarities do exist across cultures, we just have to pay attention)...i may not sing my cultural song to reflect what i am feeling in formal occasions like graduation ceremony or walk barefoot along the street in summer, but i do understand their meanings and logic behind it...sometimes culture has no logic...it is just is...something passed over through generations, a relic of a past....


my whole point of this long winded rambling is, we can't erase our identity and try to be another race altogether...that takes time...a very long time...probably forever...and i don't even want to be another race...i'm comfortable where i am, being who i am...i am a malay and i am also a malaysian...one doesn't preclude the other...i admit my race's failings and triumphs...we have our share of them...but to deny my heritage and be a whole new other person, that's something that i would never choose...kiwi, asian, chinese, malay, caucasian, tongan, samoan, maori and any other races, we are born as what race we belong to and brought up as what ethnicity we feel close to...


things like white supremacy still reigns (noticed this especially after some lecturers accidently slipped, making statements like 'yes, the whites are more cleverer' and then behaving as if apologetic and thinks that the rest of us are stupid and doesn't actually understand that)...no matter where u go, even to a peaceful (relatively) countries like america, malaysia, new zealand and australia, racism still exists and will probably exist until the world ends...acccept this and we will all be better off....the main difference is how we handle this...eradicating our own race is not the way to deal with this issue...of that, i am convinced...


iftar

i'm in my full blogging mode...i just want to waste time (even though got so many things to do T_T) and write and write...now i'd like to share what dora, yaya and i made for iftar yesterday...after 5 minutes of deliberation by yaya (this was after i got back from my career day training at 1.30 pm), we decided to make yummy quiche, chicken rice (just the rice, our version), grilled tandoori chicken, garlic mash and onion gravy...yaya and dora generously provided all the materials for cooking (well except for the gravy powder i got at home, ground pepper and the quiche dish, which didn't count)...


we went for a shopping expedition at foodtown...i did say i'd go back to my own place after iftar but alas, i'm still at dora and yaya's... i don't even begin to understand how small my resistance against their combined logic of staying over yesterday night...anyway, i fell asleep really early (maybe around 9.30 pm) and woke up at around 12 am...and had a splitting headache, that i couldn't go back to sleep peacefully...that leads me here, blogging away...


anyway, the food was plentiful and good...i especially love the garlic mash and onion gravy...typical to like the smallest amount dish of all...i guess the more unavailable something is, the more attractive the item is....yaya's tandoori chicken was tender, spicy and especially tasty...overall, all of us ate well and got stuck to the chair like a bunch of beached whales after iftar...moral of the story here, we love food, dora, yaya and i, and we love eating...and we wasted time talking after iftar instead of speedily doing our maghrib prayer...huhu...and noticeably absent is vegetable, one of the most important part of a healty diet...


Saturday, August 22, 2009

just want to share

one of my favourites of all time...loved it since 2006...timeless by xiah junsu of dbsk and jang ri in (zhang li yin):




and yes, there are 2 versions of this video...this is the second one:




and this song is originally sung by kelly clarkson and justin guarini...this korean version is no worse or better...i just love the sadder lyrics and great videos...i love kelly and justin version, don't mistake me, but this version videos just bowled me over...ah and the fact that there are beautiful men like choi shiwon and hang kyung of super junior in the videos doesn't hurt either ^^

we are the product of our upbringing...

i learned clearly that alin is taking a destructive path of following jaja and gegel's footsteps...in case u are wondering, alin, jaja and gegel are my younger sisters...the way she respond to me is almost to eerily similar to jaja and gegel that it's super scary...whenever i call and relay on some random stories, she'll be like 'riggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhht................' and then one pregnant pause....then, 'moving on.....'...yeah...she treated me like i'm a child in need of attention...well....i may act like one, a child i mean, but i'm still her loveable eldest sister...it's very frustrating when all of ur younger siblings are irreverent of u...and alin is definitely learning well (and taking unnecessary cue from jaja and gegel)...


anyway, i noticed i quote mama a lot...whether it's her advice, philosophy on life in general and her cooking, i quote her well....it seems like mama's pearl of wisdom is golden to me...all of her established rules like how fish asam pedas goes well with fried chicken, not chicken in soy sauce, is like gospel to me...funny we follow our parents or those who brought us up really closely subconsciously to some extent...i love mama and her quirky sense of the world, don't mistake me...but all this claim that i am coming into my own woman, it's true but really my family makes up a lot of my sense of self...my religion, family and friends...i am a truly lucky person...

in celebration of this ramadhan, i'd like to give thanks to Allah SWT for all of my blessings and i pray for forgiveness, strength and health to all whom i know and love...



Friday, August 21, 2009

ramadhan mubarak

tomorrow (saturday, 22 august 2009) all muslims and muslimahs in new zealand and malaysia (and probably in a lot of other countries all over the world) will be starting our fasting month, the ramadhan....ramadhan is coming and welcomed with open arms...i love ramadhan....i have great memories of ramadhan and this month generally encourages a lot of people to do more good deeds...anyway, i don't have many things to say for now....i would like to wish all muslim and muslimah all around the world:


**ramadhan mubarak**


and to fazan, be strong...i'll be praying for you!keep your faith!


Wednesday, August 19, 2009

what's up?!

when i have nothing so say, it means i have nothing to say...it doesn't mean that i have nothing to write...i can write about nothing for pages long...and make it as if it's 20 different subjects....*sigh*...i'm too bored with life right now...many work to do, many things to catch up...still...need to write something... my life is so inspiration-less right now...let me think for 3 seconds...hmm....


yeah, i found out that the cheap bakery at grafton sells this delish vegetarian pie!it was so yummy it literally melts in my mouth!thanks nia for the pie!next is my turn!next topic, i'm a squatter at dora and yaya's place now...i visit my dear abode around every 2 days...missed my bed...i've been living as an 'illegal alien' at dora and yaya's place for almost 2 weeks now!dora's probably bored looking at my good-lookin' face by now and might have feel that she wanted to boot me out soon ^^


anyway, i'm happy that mama bought me a set baju raya this year (like every other year)...nenek maridah (my favourite granny!) also made me a set of baju raya, in blue...mama said she wanted to have a purple theme this year for all of us ^^ ...that's jaja's favourite colour...anyway, the news is big coz mama rarely offer to post something for me...i love u mama and nenek maridah, dearly and forever!


these days i haven't got the time to go out hang out with friends...i miss my weekly gossip-dinner time with rachel...i miss going out to get dinner/bubble tea/shopping with evie and nicole (yeah i'm pretty sure i'm all 'shopped' out but hey, i really really need retail therapy now!did i tell u i bought these fantabulous witchery cream wedgie espardrille, so happy to have the bragging right to it!)...all of us seem busy these days...and broke...and depressed...and sad...


shout out to all of my friends out there!be happy - to:

put, farah, dora, yaya, amin, fazan, choon wei, nia, rachel, joyce, christina, janus (miss talking to u so much!u always go offline so soon!can't wait to see u in december!!!), evie, nicole, jessie, megu, indah, kak tun, gaurav, stacey, jae, christina (both stacey and jae seemed to be incommunicado these days!) (all in no particular order!if i miss someone, don't be offended!don't mean to leave ur name off!)

reality may seem too much but there were and will be days when everything is pure happiness!remember that!



Thursday, August 13, 2009

cokelat - jauh

my latest favourite song ^^ (and my amateurish translation, bear with me)

Cokelat - Jauh (Far Away)

Hari ku lalui
I spend the day
Tanpa hadirmu lagi
Without your presence anymore
Ku coba ingkari sepi ini
I've tried to ignore this loneliness
Mengapa terjadi
Why does this happened
Hancur kau akhiri
You ending it, destroying
Satu kata janji
One promised word
Tak kembali
Not coming back

Seribu tanya sesak di dada
A thousand questions crowding in my heart
Haruskah bimbang meraja
Should worry enthroned
Lelah tepis harapanku
My hope is weary and ignored
Sendiri mencari bayangmu
Alone, looking for your shadow

Ku tunggu dirimu selalu
I'm always waiting for you
Ku tunggu
I'm waiting
Walaupun
Even though
Ku tahu kau jauh
I know you're far away
Ku tahu kau jauh
I know you're far away

Biarlah semua
Let everything be
Seperti apa adanya
As it is
Ku terus mencoba
I have to try
Relakannya
To accept it
Satu yang ku minta
One thing I'm asking for
Kembalilah padanya
Return to her
Ku tahu disana ada dia
I know she is there

Ku tunggu dirimu selalu
I'm always waiting for you
Ku tunggu
I'm waiting
Walaupun
Even though
Ku tahu kau jauh
I know you're far away
Ku tahu kau jauh
I know you're far away

Seribu tanya sesak di dada
A thousand questions crowding in my heart
Haruskah bimbang meraja
Should worry enthroned
Lelah tepis harapanku
My hope is weary and ignored
Sendiri mencari bayangmu
Alone, looking for your shadow

Ku tunggu dirimu selalu
I'm always waiting for you
Ku tunggu
I'm waiting
Walaupun
Even though
Ku tahu kau jauh
I know you're far away
Ku tahu kau jauh
I know you're far away


Cokelat - Jauh


when i think about the lyrics of this song, it sounds so useless to pine away when he seemed happy with his other half and so unreachable (implied by the lyrics)...it sounds sad and hopeless somehow...i love it!i hope i will never have to give up my loved ones but real life doesn't work that way...*sigh*...this song sings straight to my heart...i'm such a hopeless romantic...


nara?dania tania?

how many ways can a baby's name be bungled up by 2 people?from what i've heard from mama and baba about 3-4 hours ago, my cousin boy and his wife have a new baby girl...mama rhapsodized about the baby's cuteness for indeterminable minutes and when i could finally put in words edgewise and asked for the baby's name, she came out with a lot of variations:

dania, tania dalmia, tania dania, tamia deniah etc (somehow all of these sound like a dog breed/pasta sauce that can be found everywhere here in auckland, very doubtful)


then i get to asked baba about the baby's name, u know, just in case he remembers it more correctly, he promptly came out with:

nara (this doesn't even have any rhyme or reason to mama's variations, not even close, and baba didn't even try to remember...he just popped that name out of thin air...he must've thought 'yes, this sounds about right, nara it is!', just to placate me)


those 2 variations clash like purple top and red skirt...how can a name be funnied up so crazily it's unrecognisable???that's my mama and baba....



Monday, August 10, 2009

who, me?

it's hard to pin blame on people when eventually u know that it's ur own darned fault (with the texan accent please, u know, the 'darned' part)...i have an addiction (a confession???)...to dexter...u know the tv series...each season comprised of 12 episodes and the latest season, season 4, is going to be aired soon in america...i can actually say it's yaya and dora's fault...they were looking for movies to copy from ainn/amir's external hard drive and i was curious enough to check what ainn/amir has in her/his drive...dexter stood out coz i remember jaja or gegel loving this series...


then i got on watching the first episode...then the next...after that, the after...and so on...it's like a malicious virus...it's virulent....i can also blame this addiction to ainn/amir...if they haven't lent out their external, i wouldn't even thought of watching dexter...i was in my 'drama rut' these last few weeks since i had seemed to lost interest in new dramas...but alas, my addiction is back...i can actually say it's jaja/gegel's fault too...someone mentioned that this series is intriguing and i have to start watching it...in the end, it is me and only me who watch dexter...so, the moral of the story here, don't watch dexter...seriously...it's such an awesome drama, u seem to get glued to ur screen until u watch all of the episodes...*pst pst, just in case u r interested what dexter is all about, click on the link of dexter above, and try watching the first episode!hehehe*


 
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