random ramblings

its officially 4 days since i last met mamat.

haa. i know its may seem "yek eleh baru 4 hari.." for some people but judging from the lifestyle we once had 4 days seem to be L-O-N-G.

haa. kay. i miss him lah *senang cakap*

he's bike is ready for collection so most probably we are going to head to JB for awhile later. but since tonight is the eve of a public holiday for all and eve of another Hari Raye for us Muslims, i bet the causeway gonna be jam pack.

maybe we'll just go tomorrow. see how the plan goes later lah ehh but that will mean its gonna be 5 full days since i met him. *chey. achievement seyy tu*

he's yet to be NS boy so a lil bit of practice wont hurt right?hee

okayy. currently im at home most of the time. mamat is busy 5 days a week serving the nation as McShit delivery boy. me with two times a week of tuition so in other words, im practically free for most of the days.

anyone wanna book me out for a date? :)
haa. if not i'll be dating with my books the whole month round. yet to finish a few, easy said im kinda of a regular at the libraries lah ehh and not forgetting with my ageing laptop. not for some facebook-ing but more of youtube-ing trying to finish watching the whole ANTM cycle 13. *ohh. im still yet to know who's the winner. for those who know pls dont give me any hints.i just wish Nicole would win.she's real good you know despite her silent character based on the socially deprived past she once had. but who said a real top model have to be noisy, screaming and giggling and most of all bitching like some of the other girls most of the time?*



oh and i come to remember that for most of the free time im going to have i would use it for some revision sessions with my sis. latest meet-the-parents session with her teachers have informed us of how weak she is with most of her subjects especially maths. i mean that came as no surprise as it practically runs in the family. us siblings used to struggle in that same subject but hearing that my sis might need to downgrade to foundation level in order to keep her from failing? thats pretty too much. so being the only person in the family who is academically inclined and keeps up -if not much- with the ever changing fast paced of the primary education system, my mum hopes that i could do some miracles with this dear family of ours.


so yeah thats that.she's still having her own remedials at school till Ist Dec. after that its time for some crash course.

right. happy sacrifising everyone. *haha. that doesnt sound right isnt it..trying to say it as Hari Raye Korban.hehe*









cheers

im backkkk!

yes! im still alive okay. pardon me for those who sent me text messages for this period of time yet it came unreplied.

been on relief for four days and the next day me, mamat and his brother Faris we hoped onto the ferry during lunchtime to make our way to the island of Batam.

we went there for a short relaxing getaway (that was for mamat) and a first exploration visit for his brother. me? i just tagged along. :)

luckily we were invited by a pakcik who worked as the same place at mamat to be his guests at Batam. Besides the house he has which is only occupied by his wife;makcik while he is away for the rest of the days only coming back for a few days or so every month, he has another two which he rents out.

and so we were happy to get "free" tours by someone experienced with the place and also not forgetting all the delicious 'kampong' food served to us by makcik.

we stayed at his place for a total of two nights and 3 days and really i felt a sense of peacefulness which i dare to say we wont ever get to feel as such in singapore.

the houses are all built to the freedom of its occupants even they can set their own businesses in the convenience of their houses if they want to.like makcik, she sets up a stall just outside her house selling meals during breakfast. cool right?

and near to their houses, there were rows of stalls selling second-hand goods ranging from apparels to kitchen appliances.

i managed to get myself a few tops and dresses after digging in piles to find those in the most best condition. after which mamat still managed to get for me the best price after a series of bargainings.

i was told that all of the goods are genuine and none are imitation, for some i can still find the price tags attached to some of the clothings.the sellers there are not much interested in the brands i guess only whether they could sell it.

its fun, just like those junk sales which you can find in singapore once in a while.

im a happy woman:)

and well, why go to Batam if you dont try to pamper yourself with the massage treatments? us,we had twice. the first one at pakcik's house itself where they recommended us this masseuse whom they claimed provides the most of the purest javanese massage. i agree, it was painful nevertheless.hee.

pics are still with Faris, i would most probably keep some of them here as its not always that you could have the chance to get a bit taste of the 'old school' life which only the people from your parents generations could experience.

having your morning 'showers' without showers on top of your head. only gayungs. hot water? boil it yourself before you head to the bathroom or else you'll end up in a block of ice. the chickens are not the tasteless KFC type where it were fat due to the years of chemically-injected life but those of the fresh,sweet and chewy type as the chickens are naturally breed. yeah, we got to taste ayam kampong where we bought it ourselves with pakcik at the wet market. it costs us almost 12 SIN dollars for one. expensive, yes but the taste of it after it was cooked in curry is worth every cent.

and i also tried one of the locals snacks when nightime falls. its called 'Martabak'. i really thought its murtabak usually sold at the mamak stalls here only its wrongly spelled but instead its the usual apam balik or peanut pancakes. what was interesting is it has a list of other favourite fillings like cheese,chocolate, chocolate with banana, chocolate cheese and of course the all time favourite, peanuts. i had chocolate banana and let me assure you i could grow visible flabs just by eating a few of that stuff. it was sinfully topped with butter,followed by chocolate rice and another thick layer of sweetened creamer.and when you pile everything together,due to freshly cooked pancake, the heat causes the chocolate to melt and it oozes out when you sink your teeth into it. sheesh. i wished i could eat some of those again right now just by thinking of it.

haaa. well, actually i could make it myself if i want to, just buy myself the same peanut pancake only without peanuts means without any fillings then add myself my own choice of fillings.

but really its not the same as freshly made ones. haha. okay, forget about it.

Faris was more of the friendlier type, and he created some conversations with the locals who were curious about where we come from. they thought we are living a lavish life here yeah partly true in terms of the rate of currency but frankly i think they are the ones who are living a more wealthier life. wealthier in a sense that their life is more meaningful,they wake up every morning to a day less slower paced than us, not like trained mice as we have to squeeze every second we have in a day and change it to money. they eat in order to live, we live in order to eat.

but there are plus and minus points like i told mamat, singapore though the life is more stressful and fast paced, we live according to well planned systems which helps us to get orderliness so that life would be less rowdy. at Batam you can easily see road bullies who drives like nobody business and as mentioned by pakcik quite a number of lives were lost just like that to unnessary road accidents. nobody cares if you use the road without any license but it you get into any trouble nobody would be there to help you.

infact,we got an earful of lectures from pakcik when he found out that we took transit in one of the vans used as one of the public transport too apart from the buses and taxis. the fare was cheap though we had to cram inside with the other passangers, well they dont care if the van reach its maximum number of passengers, they just squeeze everyone in if all of them are heading the same way. luckily for us, the van which we took happened to get less passengers. but pakcik told us that we were more lucky that they sent us to the right place and most importantly we reached safely. i have to agree more, seeing by the way the driver brought the vehicle i could only silently prayed that no one will get hurt. the speed was too fast for a road filled mostly with motorists and besides, the riders there dont give a damn about wearing any safety head gears.

he said he himself do not dare to take the vans if he and makcik want to go anywhere, either he will take the bus or taxis. but being young and sometimes 'wild' we shunned all the risks and gave it a try. haa. in the end, we kena lecture ahh

all thanks to the Almighty as we pretty much enjoyed ourselves and got back here safely. it was quite scary to find that on the day we were due to take the ferry back, another ferry had sink in another part of the waters of Batam. it was said that the ferry had brought over the maximum number of passangers. sheesh.

right, a pretty long post over long lost period of time.



heheee. :)



cheers

6ixth Sense

it sounded like the title of a movie right but its not about movies that i wanna talk about

its about my-which i must say-STRONG intuition

been sharing it with Mamat just now and i dont know whether he meant it sarcastically by saying 'ye..shila.. kau memang ade strong intuition."

haaa. right today has been really2 weird.

it started off when i woke up this morning with a dream of guy i used to know back in my sec sch days..the interesting part was i had never thought of him ever since like years back? why the sudden appearance right? and i have this sudden urge to check his FB profile, well i did not add him up but im aware of his profile from another friend of mine..and i found out that-he just got married.

really dont ask me what is so weird about that cause i just felt that way.

okay part 2.

i just started a new tuition assignment with this 6 year old boy who doesnt know how to speak a single word of English, so that's that but what happened today when i went in for the first session really freaked me out for a sec

the ignition key of my bike suddenly went missing from the bunch of other keys which i hooked it up to a landyard.

i realised it after fishing out the keys from my bag to start up the bike after the session ended.

i tried not to panic so i retraced back my steps hoping to find it lying on the floor somewhere and when its nowhere to be found, i went back to the house and asked them whether i did accidentally left my key.

fortunately, it happened to be that the father saw my key when he was on his way back from work and so he placed the key on top of a dustbin infront of the lift lobby.

only God knows how relieved i was when i found back the key. my imagination went wild as i already prepared myself to tow back the bike to a workshop to make myself a new key and so forth. then i came to remember that i did lock my bike with the disc lock before my tuition. i was like, "eh, why did i lock it even though i would only leave it for awhile-1 and half hour?" its not as if i will park it overnight which i will always lock it everytime before i leave it for the night. then i realised that actually i had already made the extra caution even before i knew something bad might happen yeah?

haha. maybe. but really who knows what might happen furthermore the key which i dropped
has the details of the bike's plate number on it.

what if someone sees it and decides to give the bike a little hunt? definitely not a tough one as the bike was parked nearby. and what if i didnt locked my bike with the extra lock?


*Alhamdulillah* thats all i can say. maybe its just coincidence but i say its a gift. :)

oh. another weird thing that happened was,judging from the years of my experience giving tuitions it would be funny if i couldnt judge the time well while i was having the session. i came in at 7.30 pm and while it was supposed to end at 9pm, i mistook the time thinking that i should be leaving at 8.30pm. and so i really did excuse myself-i even did not realise the 'blur' look on the father's expression. i almost took the lift when i slapped my head after i realised what i have done. i laughed it off embarrasedly when i went back upstairs to tell them that i have made an error. but when i think it back again after all the things that has happened,why did i have the urge to take my leave before the correct time. remember the key which i dropped downstairs? maybe thats the reason?


haaa. maybe i sound silly but its not impossible right?

i mean the world do not just revolve around us isnt it? just take it as every single event that is happening are well planned-definitely from the One higher above us all-and it happens for a reason?so nothing comes coincidentally?



haaa.okayyyyy.


just a thought for this period of time.


:) ciao