Waiting is A Game!

I hate waiting!! I guess everybody who knows me will know this to be damned true. I know that my hubby always keep me waiting but I REALLY HATE WAITING!

Waiting for my baby to arrive is a torture. I swear the baby's clothes being unfold and folded again like 5 times a day. They are so darn cute! So small and colorful and cute! I keep on imagining how he would look like. Part me and part Hadi off course. Hadi's eyes and nose, my mouth and my dimple. He had to be chubby. He's already 2.8kg now. 39 weeks in my womb. Mummy fed you well, did I?

I find it very hard to take preggie picture. Not sure why. But I do have a pict taken during raya that I thought looks okay. Well, you can still count all the pimples on my face though.


See what happens when you brag a lot about your pimpleless face before? It will come at hit you at your face. Like this. I've turned darker and I think the amount of pimples that I had within this 9 months exceed the amount of pimples that I had for all my life.

I had myself to blame for this one. I was so lazy to wash my face anymore. The Dermalogica product (GOD I LOVE THEM) are the best but they won't work if you don't use them. Hence all the pimples I guess. Its okay. Will start again once given birth. I know I still got a few free facial left there.

Will start to take care of myself more after this. Would want my baby to be proud of his mummy. Would want to prove my hubby that I too can slim down. Even by few kg's only.

Come to think of this year, such blessing we had. A new house and a new member of the family. Will tell you more about the new house that we stayed for already 6 months now. Thank GOD, ALHAMDULILLAH!

Snippets

Night Out With My Chubby Hubby

I know that I'm forever nagging him to take me out, even when I'm just counting days to meet my lovely baby. Its just that I love to spend time with him so much nowadays that even a simple night out would be more than sufficient for me.

So what we did is to go out. To Alamanda. Nothing special though. We're just out to get my medicine, went to the banks and so on. Just errands. Then we bought KFC, just a snack plate, to take away.

Off we go to the banks then. after that, we just stop by Masjid Putra, sat there and have a lovely night picnic by the lake. It was so breathtakingly beautiful. He was so sweet. Everything is perfect!

That's just the night that I would remember forever.. Just the three of us, Hubby, me and baby in the tummy... A picture perfect of a happy family...

Raya

Had a open house done during raya. Nothing big, just a simple gathering I might say. Thanks to my mother and mother in laws, it was smooth. If its up to me, I won't be able to do anything at all. I'm already 8 mths plus preggie at that time.

Raya was different I must say. With all the anticipation waiting for the baby. we celebrated Raya this year with hubby's family. As usual, first day Raya is in Subang and the next is in Muar. Being in the car that long is really exhausting for me. Back ache is what I can't endure actually. Then comes the muscle cramps since I've been walking all day long to relatives house.. Not to mention the non stop eating ahahhaha...

By 3 weeks of Raya, I gained extra 3 kilos, while I manage to maintain no weight gain during fasting month. well I guess it just fair. Anyway whatever food I ate will go to the baby right? So in a way I'm feeding my baby right? (Excuses)

Preggie

As for now I'm counting days to see my baby. Already on holiday, long holiday actually since I stretched it from Raya. I think we had almost everything covered in terms of baby stuff. We bought almost everything, not leaving anything at all for anyone to buy ahahhahaa.. Well, we're just excited parents that's all.

I already can feel the contraction. Can see my feet swollen up. Can't see if I'm standing though. My tummy is extremely big that people keep on asking whether its a twin. We do hope so even its a fat chance to get a twin..

Hubby is extremely sweet to me nowadays. Well sweeter than he always do I can say. He tried his best to come home early everyday. And yes, I'm staying at my parents house for now. Will go to my in laws house tomorrow since they're just 10 mins away from SJMC.

Did I mention that we're gonna go to SJMC for delivery? No because we had so much money to spend, its just that my hubby's company covers maternity in SJMC. So I could safely says that I'm going to stay at SJMC for free, or maybe for a few hundreds if we exceed the ceiling.

Random Comments

Only my hubby and I knows what trouble I love getting myself into last time. I can still remember a few 'close friends' that turns into 'not friends anymore'. Those people who stabbed me in the back, those people who managed to make my life harder. Those people that I know I won't forget. These are the people that made me bitter, made me hard to be close to anyone, made me hated the term friendship.

Recently I stumble into some of them. Their life story, isn't as beautiful as mine. I'd say that the wheel has turned. Sorry for being unsympathetic. But I can say that you brought this all to yourself. All the bad deeds that you made towards me, has finally ate you back. My bad deeds that I've done to other people has been paid by facing my life experience knowing you. So the wheels has turned.

What a sad day for Malaysia

We lost!

We lost Thomas Cup, after how many years of us not winning, we're adding another year of misery. It is such a sad day. So many effort wasted.

Anyway, is semifinal good enough for Malaysia?

Sign off with a heavy heart.

A test

Being pregnant has its up and down. Each and every single thing that anyone around me do or didn't do, disturbs me so much. One simple example, I feel hurt when my friend didn't say hi to me. It hurts me that I feel like crying. Not her fault though, because she had something going on at that time.

I also cried when I listened to certain song. It reminds me so much of how I feel about my baby and it touches my heart so much. It also hurts when my husband fell asleep downstairs while watching football. I cried all night long. Not any one's fault though. Just that my hearts is easily touched these day.

I cried again today. When the doctor show the scan to me, I was in tears. I could see my baby, so little, moving inside me. Then while driving, I cried again, remembering how the baby looks like. Its so tiring to cry all the time, because I am not someone who cries a lot. Heck, even I used to laugh at people who cried and make fun of them. What's becoming of me?

Then now at the office, I'm almost in tears again. To think about the two of us, my baby and I, what we will go through together. I will try to be the strongest person on earth, for my baby. What I have to go through just to have this baby, and what I have gone though during this 11 weeks.

The office has been a great big deal of a test as well. The calls that comes through, the idiocy of the questions asked, the volume of the calls, the complexity of it, and also with the people that I deal with. Honestly, I do not know how long I can endure this. But I will for the sake of my baby. We need the money. I'm not saying that my hub is not helping but we need all what we can have.

All this, contributed to my high blood pressure. And I need to cool down. I need help to cool down. Please help me....

Mood Swing

Terrible mood swing. Hormones raging up. I'm tired and I'm bored. I am going out of my mind here. I hate my job. I'm pissed and angry all the time today. I'm lonely and sensitive. I am all that and more!
I'm dizzy and feeling nauseated by the smell of this office.

Excuse me. I need to go and puke.

New Role

I'm thrilled as my new role takes place. Being a mother to be, (even by typing it sends shivers to my vein) I'm practically hyperventilating of happiness. And vomiting also, of course. I'm so tired and moody and God knows what else. But that doesn't affect anything about my happiness though.
Isn't this what I always want? Yes. This is exactly how I want it. Er mm.. not exactly. What I had in mind is more... hm mm... easy. I always imagine myself looking beautifully bloated on the stomach. And my baby will softly kicked me and I would be smiling and rubbing my baby. My dress is nothing short of fabulous. I get to wear beautiful pregnant dresses and look serenely, breathtakingly gorgeous with my swelling tummy.
Then my husband will come into the picture, looking as handsome as ever, and lovingly kissed me and our baby to be. What a beautiful picture it will be.
What I had in reality is extremely far from that. I didn't get to wear any pregnant dress yet because, lets just face it, nothing shows for 2 mths pregnant, except my own non-pregnant swelling tummy (fat I tell you, FAT!!!). I'm sure I'll look nothing like a beautiful happy pregnant lady, but look more like an indon maid, overdressed.
But even so, I do feel bloated, and I can't stop throwing out. Thank God I don't smell like vomit. Even with everything that I ate I manage to get it out, I still add few more kilos to my already overweight body. Which is actually a wonder on how did I manage to gain weight by the amount of vomit that came out of me everyday.
And my work just makes things worse. My job requires me to stare at the PC for eight hours and it adds up to my dizziness spell level to be increased. And then there's this ugly headphone attached to my head to enable customers to shout things straight to my brain. Makes things worse you see. I've been thinking to take like a whole 2 mths of leave, but then again, where will I get money from then?
Cravings is something that I still don't feel. Yes I do feel the urges to eat something different, like that day I really wanted to eat 'bubur kampung baru'. Then I have then sudden likeness to green guava. Until I vomit all out that's it, no more green guava for me. But it doesnt seems like a craving to me.
Talk about the food that I must take and musn't take. To put it in the easiest way possible, most of the food that I liked to eat, are strictly forbidden. But most of the food that I really hate to eat are top ten in my food intake list. Talk about urghhhhh...
And now I already felt dizzy by staring at this PC for too long.
By for now.

Part 1

Pics from Paintball Tournament Padang Astaka PJ on 25th - 26th February 2008. What I have here in part one is not even quarter from what I had snapped there. But it took me forever to upload the picture and I just don't have that kind of patience at all. So, I'll update more later, but these is what I have for now.

I know that I promised like this before and it wasn't done, but fret not, I owe this post and the continuity of this to a lot of people that I promised before.

So, I wanted to tell you, the story of Urban Rush....

Going to the war, like Armageddon

At camp, these is where their shelter is.

Their first war

Our sharpshooter

Prebets having fun ahahahhaha

Samy Vellu in Wikipedia

Who ever did this.. I would like to say...
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THANKS MATE !! YOU MADE ME LAUGH OUT LOUD IN MY OFFICE!!!!!

What? You can't see what I'm talking about?

Just in case ( I know that's the case) the font is too small... there's what written on Wikipedia about Samy Vellu.

'Pursued by scandals, corruption allegations, and charges of lack of affectiveness, he suffered a shcoking defeat at the Sungai Siput parliamentary constituency in the 12th Malaysian General Election on March 8, 2008. He has since retired from Malaysian Politics and has ventured into a Roti Canai food bussiness in Sentul'

What an entry... I wonder whether Samy Vellu NOW realized his position in politics.

Do not blame me

I know I said that I will post the tournament photo's to this blog, but so sorry because our Internet connection at home has been cut. Its only because we're moving house, and it takes forever to transfer the phone line to our new house.
Will get the picture uploaded once everything settled.

By the way, we have moved!! My house look like a store with all the box and after a week, not even a box fully unpacked!!! Arghhh.. dunno where to start and dunno where to keep all of those stuff. I could not believe that from our small flat we had so many things.

Anyway, I know my post are all so boring nowadays. I'll try to get my Internet connection fixed so I can do proper post at home. Now posting blogs from office are just so nuisance. They keep interrupting my flow of thought and in the end, recent few post is what you get.

So.. just bear with me. I promise I will definitely post the pics soon.

PS :- There's a paintball buffet on 15th March BY MudTrekker, pallet unlimited!! Msg me if you wanna join.

What??

Oh Gosh!!

I have done a big mistake!! Look at my page.. what can you see as a mistake here? Something that I honestly did not attend to do so, yet it carries so much meaning (which is not true!!!)



OH MY GOD. I intend to say Paintballer's wife, not a painballer's wife!!!! Erghh.. What one alphabet can change the whole meaning.....

I have totally change it.. this is just as a reminder.. wrong words will mean something else...

What done can't be recovered

I have a huge, huge row with my hubby last night. Not that I'm going through every details here, but he reminds me that I need to be thankful. Thankful for him being at home on 10 o'clock every night when most of his friends, married or single, slave away in a karaoke with sleezy GRO and tons of alcohols.

That made me think. I am grateful that he's home every single night. And god knows how much I trust him. He is different from any KL boys that I ever knew. That is the reason why I choose him from other boys. But what different I am from other girls? I rarely cooks, I rarely clean the house. The only thing I do regularly is ironing his shirt. He did say that he need something to be gateful of, having me as a wife. Man I need to buck up!!

But the words, as true as it is, it kills me. It kills me to realize that I am the one who took him for granted. I never have to worry about having no money, his salary is enough to support both of us. Yet I'm working, and not a single cent contribution to our house. Every single thing is paid for. Even my telephone bill was paid for. Some of my credit cards bill is paid for. My money is simply for me. How selfish I am,(that is what my husband called me, which now I came to agree to it) to let go of my own responsibility. I know he didn't ask for money, he got more that what I earned. All he ever want is me being his wife.

Now, have I promised him to change? Numerous times. Have I swear to do as he says? I lost count. I am a selfish person.

ALRIGHT. What I'm going to do is to set up a small target. A very small target to achieve. I will try to make a breakfast everyday. Small breakfast such as a fried meehoon, or a sandwich (which he loves so much). Give me a week to fullfill this. From today onwards, everyday breakfast for me dear hubby!!!

You can do it!!!

What lost what gained

I got the result of the interview. I DID NOT GET IT. It doesn't matter though. In fact, its a relief. I have a very huge doubt of my capability of handling the job. You know, I even had a dream that I failed doing the job that caused me fired. Urghhh.. ugly dream I tell you.

It's okay. Although I didn't get the job, I still get something though. I got an order of 10 jerseys (which I'm currently selling). Well, that's good enough I guess. Still waiting for 60 jerseys order to confirmed and another 10 to come through.

What am I thinking actually when I was told that I did not get the job? I was just thinking, should I look dissapointed because I'm not at all, or should I look joyous, that would keep him wondering why ahhahahaha... nevertheless, I remained calm and acted like a very sane person.
Well, Shan is going to be very dissapointed since I'm going to be in his team for a long time. On a bright side, I can still bully my manager in my current team!!

Anyway, moving house proved to difficult. I hope that this will be our last move for long long time. I love my new house. Thanks to my dear hubby who goes with all of my wishes.

Anyway, Valentines day. I do not celebrate it at all. I have celebrated it before, that was back when I was still in school and college, when I was too naive to understand the real Valentines stood for. Anyway, I did not care for Valentines day for a very very long time already, until this year. This is my 2nd Valentines as a wife. My1st, nothing that I can remember because there's nothing done. This year however, I received a very sweet sms from my dear hubby. "walaupun kita celebrate Valentine, tapi saya nak awak tau saya syg awak. You are the star of my heart."

You see, this is actually a big effort coming from my hubby. He is the type that always and always think that we women do not need to hear sweet words when we are in pain or difficulties. He always say that what we need is the truth. SO when he gave a sweet word, which happens to be the truth, I'm really touched. But I would appreciate it he could give me more sweet words you see. I could never get tired of sweet words. Like famous amos cookies. How do you get tired of it?

Anyway, I'm at the office right now. Thinking of my hubby who doesn't know to stop working. He better not be working tomorrow or I'll just explode!! Arrrghhhh!!

OK then. Chiow for now.

Now that I think of it...

Do you realize that its so rare to see anyone marry their childhood sweetheart? I was just thinking about my friends and who were we dating with back then... None of us married our childhood sweetheart. I once fall head over heels for a guy, and I thought that he was my true love. Boy what I went through just to keep our relationship alive.

And I'm thinking about this relationship I'm currently under. No doubt this is the longest relationship I have ever been in. And I'm praying, hoping that this is forever. Heck, I'm married to this guy. Please la forever....

Anyway what made me think was a question from a friend of mine.. What makes me think that my hubby is the one? Obviously so many people think that they have made a right choice my getting married. And obviously there are so many people who made the mistake of thinking so.

Well, here's my answer. What do you look for in a husband? I believe that determined how long your marriage gonna last. If you're looking for someone who you can have fun with, I doubt its gonna last very long.

I am gonna get a little bit religious here. We have guidance on how to choose your other half, I would strongly suggest for you to actually to go through the list and check what's there, what's not there. The first two is very important. The religion and the family trees. You don't want to get married and end up marrying your half brother or sister right?

As for religion, doesn't mean that as long as both of you are Muslim that's enough. You might need someone who will be able to guide you. Completing each other that's what is important.

I have tons more to say on this subject but seems like time is not allowing me to continue. I would continue my say later, maybe in another topic then. I know that this is such a boring post. But I feel compelled to do so in this matter.

I'll try to post more interesting post soon. Bye for now.

Mate Match Radio Game

On the WBAM FM morning show in Chicago, the DJs play a game where they award winners great prizes. The game is called "Mate Match." The DJs call someone at work and ask if they are married or seriously involved with someone. If the contestant answers yes, he or she is then asked 3 random yet highly personal questions.
The person is also asked to divulge the name of their partner (with phone number) for verification. If their partner answers those same three questions correctly, they both win the prize.

One particular game, however, several months ago made the City of Big Shoulders drop to its knees with laughter and is possibly the funniest thing I've heard yet. Anyway, here's how it all went down:

DJ: "Hey! This is Edgar on WBAM. Have you ever heard of 'Mate Match'?"

Contestant: (laughing) "Yes I have."

DJ: "Great! Then you know we're giving away a trip to Orlando,Florida if you win. What is your name? First only please."

Contestant: "Brian."

DJ: "Brian, are you married or what?"

Brian: "Yes."
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J: "Yes? Does that mean you're married or you're what?"

Brian: (laughing nervously) "Yes, I am married."

DJ: "Thank you. Now, what is your wife's name? First only please."

Brian: "Sara."

DJ: "Is Sara at work, Brian?"

Brian: "She is gonna kill me."

DJ: "Stay with me here, Brian! Is she at work?"

Brian: (laughing) Yes, she's at work."

DJ: "Okay, first question - when was the last time you had sex?"

Brian: "She is gonna kill me."

DJ: "Brian! Stay with me here!"

Brian: "About 8 o'clock this morning."

DJ: "Atta boy, Brian."

Brian: (laughing sheepishly) "Well..."

DJ: "Question #2 - How long did it last?"

Brian: "About 10 minutes."

DJ: "Wow! You really want that trip, huh? No one would ever have said that if a trip wasn't at stake."

Brian: "Yeah, that trip sure would be nice."

DJ: "Okay. Final question. Where did you have sex at 8 o'clock this morning?"

Brian: (laughing hard) "I, ummm, I, well..."

DJ: "This sounds good, Brian. Where was it at?"

Brian: "Not that it was all that great, but her Mom is staying for a couple of weeks..."

DJ: "Uh huh..."

Brian: "...and the Mother-in-law was in the shower at the Time."

DJ: "Atta boy, Brian."

Brian: "On the kitchen table."

DJ: "Not that great?? That is more adventure than the previous hundred times I've done it. Okay folks, I will put Brian on hold, get his wife's work number and call her up. You listen to this. (3 minutes of commercials follow.)

DJ: "Okay audience, let's call Sarah, shall we?" (touch tones ringing)

Clerk: "Kinkos."

DJ: "Hey, is Sarah around there somewhere?"

Clerk: "This is she."

DJ: "Sarah, this is Edgar with WBAM. We are live on the air right now and I've been talking with Brian for a couple of hours now."

Sarah: (laughing) "A couple of hours?"

DJ: "Well, a while now. He is on the line with us. Brian knows not to give any answers away or you'll lose. Sooooooo...do you know the rules of 'Mate match'?"

Sarah: "No."

DJ: "Good!"

Brian: (laughing)

Sarah: (laughing) "Brian, what the hell are you up to?"

Brian (laughing) "Just answer his questions honestly, okay? Be completely honest."

DJ: "Yeah yeah yeah. Sure. Now, I will ask you 3 questions, Sarah. If your answers match Brian's answers, then
the both of you will be off to Orlando, Florida for 5 days on us. Disney World. Sea World. Tickets to the Magic's game. The whole deal. Get it Sarah?"

Sarah: (laughing) "Yes."

DJ: "All right. When did you last have sex, Sarah?"

Sarah: "Oh God, Brian....uh, this morning before Brian went to work."

DJ: "What time?"

Sarah: "Around 8 this morning."

DJ: "Very good. Next question. How long did it last?"

Sarah: "12, 15 minutes maybe."

DJ: "Hmmmm. That's close enough. I am sure she is trying to protect his manhood. We've got one last question, Sarah. You are one question away from a trip to Florida. Are you ready?"

Sarah: (laughing) "Yes."

DJ: "Where did you have it?"

Sarah: "OH MY GOD, BRIAN!! You didn't tell them that, did you?"

Brian: "Just tell him, honey."

DJ: "What is bothering you so much,Sarah?"

Sarah: "Well, it's just that my Mom is vacationing with us and..."

DJ: "She saw?"

Sarah: "BRIAN?!"

Brian: "No, no I didn't..."

DJ: "Ease up there, sister. Just messing' with your head. Your answer, please?"

Sara: "Dear Lord...I cannot believe you told them this."

Brian: "Come on, honey, it's for a free trip to Florida."

DJ: "Let's go, sister. We ain't got all day here. Where did you do it?"

Sarah: (short pause) "In the ass."

(long, long pause)

DJ: "We'll be right back after a word from our sponsors."

In honor of stupid peaple

In honour of Stupid People .
In case you needed further proof that the human race is doomed through stupidity, here are some actual label instructions on consumer goods.

On Tesco's Tiramisu dessert (printed on bottom) -- "Do not turn upside down."
(well...duh, a bit late, huh!)

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On Sainsbury's peanuts -- "Warning: contains nuts."
(talk about a news flash)

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On Boot's Children Cough Medicine -- "Do not drive a car or operate machinery after taking this medication."
(We could do a lot to reduce the rate of construction accidents if we could just get those 5 year-olds with head-colds off those bulldozers.)

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On Marks &Spencer Bread Pudding -- "Product will be hot after heating."
(...and you thought????...)

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On a Sears hairdryer -- Do not use while sleeping.
(That's the only time I have to work on my hair.)

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On a bag of Fritos -- You could be a winner! No purchase necessary. Details inside.
(the shoplifter special?)

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On a bar of Dial soap -- "Directions: Use like regular soap."
(and that would be???....)

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On some Swanson frozen dinners -- "Serving suggestion: Defrost."
(but, it's just a suggestion.)

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On packaging for a Rowenta iron -- "Do not iron clothes on body."
(but wouldn't this save me time?)

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On Nytol Sleep Aid -- "Warning: May cause drowsiness."
(..I'm taking this because???....)

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On most brands of Christmas lights -- "For indoor or outdoor use only."
(as opposed to what?)

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On a Japanese food processor -- "Not to be used for the other use."
(now, somebody out there, help me on this. I'm a bit curious.)

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On an American Airlines packet of nuts -- "Instructions: Open packet, eat nuts."
(Step 3: say what?)

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On a child's Superman costume -- "Wearing of this garment does not enable you to fly."
(I don't blame the company. I blame the parents for this one.)

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On a Swedish chainsaw -- "Do not attempt to stop chain with your hands or genitals."
(Oh my God..was there a lot of this happening somewhere?)

And A Happy New Day!!!!!

Hear, Hear!!!!!

With this I announce, I am exremely happy and excited and giddy!!! I am so extremely content, extremely feeling good, extremely everything!! Such a good start of the year you see.. All the puzzle fall in pieces and what a good piece it is!!

Why am I so happy? Because I got shortlisted for second interview!!!!! Yeay!!!!!!

The reason why I was so happy is because I never thought that I will get shortlisted for second interview. I wasn't expecting to be called for the first interview in the first place. So when I was being interviewed, I was nervous like hell. I pant, I cough, my voice trembles, my head blank, I talk too fast, I gave stupid answer to a very brilliant question. I have done all sort of the not to do's in the interview.

I remember going out from the meeting room, feeling like shit and hopeless and defeated. I had never done THAT bad in interviews before. Anyway, I'm glad that I got it wrong for this.. ehehhehe..

Anyway, newsflash!! We're moving to our own house soon!!! Another happy story to tell you about but I have no idea how to put it in words. The feeling of having our own house for the first time so wonderful.

Will TRY to update more later...