“Jieh!! Did you feel the earth shake?”called out sis.
“ Got meh? No, I don’t feel anything. Wait I go ask around.”
“Wei , did the earth just judder or sneeze?”
“ Where got? Nola!”
“ Sis, Sorry no one felt a bit of it at all”
“Jieh, CL felt it in Mid Valley also. Everything was shaking here just now. I was so panicked!”
No one got hurt in this scene of phone call conversation or during the earth quake. Sister was traumatized.Fret not, she can still cope up with her life. Everything is back to normal half an hour later.
Mother Earth is in pain I guess. Human has disregarded that we are the harum-scarum that has stamp down their land. Tsunami, earthquake and typhoon has cause havoc at the South East Asia region. Land might have been shifted or relocated. Maps might have to re-alter. We are soon entering the danger zone of latitude and longitude then ..
War aren't that scary no more. The sudden rage of Mother Earth is what really shook the earth. There will be no place for man kind to hide the hideous rage. So?
LIVE YOUR LIFE! Don’t try to perplex things. Don’t crack your mind for some little debris that stuck somewhere in your oblongata. Nothing is more important than the one who is always right beside you! Clouds might fall, who knows? I am going to hug and love my self extra more now.
A flyspeck woman at her 30’s wearing tight yoga pants and a loose blouse; might be too concern of sun rays exposure; she has this long sleeve of togs covering both her hands. She came in quietly with a man at his 40-ish wearing a gold square frame spectacle and a massive, eye catching curly hair, wearing T-collar light blue button shirt. They looked around for a minute or two then sat down quietly behind a pillar away from those nosy eyes. The most isolate obscure sitting place in the shop. That is table 45.
One might not notice them if are too busy at work. They ordered a pot of tea and sat for 4 hours. Once in a while the man will walk to the washroom doing his fly while walking.
Day 2
Miss afraid of sun and Mr. Curly came again that noon. They are wearing the same outfit. It was awfully hot that day, without hesitation they sat on table 45. Not even an eye on any other comfortable seats. The old fans at their high speed are pulling in the hot air blowing at their oily face. Not one was seating at that particular area. The sun was burning hot blinding everyone’s eyes in the shop. They make no heed but sit comfortable facing the hot sun. I find it weird but who cares….. Again they sat for 4 hours with just a pot of Chinese tea. This really has brought my attention. Who the hell sat under the hot fucking sun for 4 hours?
Day 3
Ms. Afraid of the Sun came again with Mr. Curly bringing a child along. She must be 4 years of age. “Mummy mummy blab la bla “she address the lady. Ok so that is the child’s mom. A family of 3 came to eat today. Again ordered a pot of tea, asked if they would like to ordered some food to eat, “Later!” exclaimed the uncivil bitch. Not a smile. Her nose is constantly aiming the sky. At that time the child shouted “uncle, uncle”. Huh? Who is this man? It’s not the child’s father. Suspicious minds starts to eyeing them. The man ignores the child, not a word. His squinting eyes were look ing away from the child.
They again sat for few hours; the child was drench with sweat. Poor kid, she was playing with the toothpick, tissue and water to chase away her boredom. Then suddenly the mother yelled at her and gave her couples of hard cold slap on her face. She wept into tears. What is she thinking? She is slapping her kids in front of the public, subsequently yelled her to stop weeping. It was uncomfortable to witness her striking her own kid in public in such manner. The child hastily stops bawling and sat straight in her best behavior. An hour later they left.
Day 4
They came without the child and sat behind the pillar at the infamous table 45. They ordered a beer every half an hour. They sat for 6 hours that day. My curiosity got my nerve. What is with them sitting the whole day in the shop? It’s annoying for them sit in the shop ordering beer every half an hour. I walked to table 45, walked around that area. I was surprised to see that woman rub her legs against the man’s thigh then her flirty hands softly stroked on the man’s lap arousing Mr. Curly. Slut the word simply came to my mind. They were having affair behind the pillar at table 45 all those time.
Reminds me of that poor child, the mom brought her to witness all the ugly affair of hers’. Yet the innocent she got that slap from her very own mom in front of Mr. Curly. Seems to me is like mentally and physical abuse to me.
Life sometimes is kinda complicated. If parents could be more responsible on every way they are doing. Child shouldn’t be drag along.
Day 5
They came and conquer table 45 but did not last long as later table 44 and 46 were occupied. They were sandwich in between. I guess they felt uncomfortable and left early for other place.
Day 6
The little girl came along; they hang for more than 4 hours. The child again plays with her own self witness the ugly truth of her own mom. Mom was openly embracing the man who the child addressed as uncle.
Where got ghost? 3 short horror comedy stories from Singapore directed by Jack Neo. I am a fanatic for Jack Neo’s Hokkien movie. The title of the three short stories is Roadside Got Ghost, Forest Got Ghost and House Got Ghost.
The first story is about 3 swindlers who tried to scam thru 4D lottery telemarketing and how the ghost came after them.
I like the second story, Forest Got Ghost, I can’t help my self thinking of Ah Nan, and he is such a comedian. Nan anda friend who are in an army reservist, was doing topography training in the forest. They got lost while taking a short cut to complete their training. The funny thing about this short movie is the way they show off and insult at each other’s face in Hokkien.
The third story is an extend version from Money not enough 2. The dead mother returns to help her boys from a disaster landslide.
It's been awhile, I think it's time for my next ink. May be a ferocious back piece will do good on my big and wide flabby back. Come to think again If I am to wear a bare back gown or something .. wouldn't be appropriate. A small piece would not fit perfectly on my broad back. *sigh cincai la
After work, I clean, I wash, I wipe and I eat. Nothing amusing to shout out here. Its just dead dull. I am sulking.
Recently using me old camera to snaps few shots of me junk food and stuff, for the sake of updating a new post. LOL. Not much of a word, just shots! Too numb to write!
Nothing to do , mouth itchy junk food from Thai- imported. LOL
Puff of me day. Sort like Eau Claire, French Pastry.
My mind has becoming vaguer each day. It seems that I have short term memory too. Sometimes I forget that I drive to work and I waited for my hubby to pick me up at work. Cuckoo and time waisted *sigh..
Perhaps my mind has been showing flaccidity. The sign of aging is appearing. My blog is getting slow either. I have lost my ideas of writing. What the heck…And all I can think of is food.
Supper...
Yesterday after work, I hurried home took a shower; then drive hurriedly to JalanBukitBintangPark our car in LowYatPlaza. Walk hastily to FederalBowlArcade which is next to LowYatPlaza. I looked at the time, it’s already 11 pm. I asked the receptionist “Is it still open?” The receptionist replied me “yes, we are open until 1.30am”. Hubby and I paid at the reception; we walked in to this place where we were fascinated by the Zen interior designs and the varieties of food.
We have entered a food paradise. Yaki Yaki Japanese BBQ Buffet.
It was lovely; there were no other customers. It appears like we have reserved the entire place for ourselves. The ambience and the lighting were so romantic. The best thing about this is we do not have to queue to pick our food, no crowd. Yohooo….. I‘ll let the photos do the talking.
Oyster and Sashimi has always caught my attention so there is no other thing that is worth it than this one……(I love Sashimi, Scallop and Oyster la , of coz there are much more selections than my favourite)
I only took a few shots. There are more foods then what is in the picture. I was way too busy eating than to snap a picture.
Yaki Yaki is currently having a promotion till the end of September. For those who are working nearby Bukit Bintang is best to eat during the lunch hour as the price is crazily low at 19.90++.only. No I did not left out any figure in 19.90++. .. It's a non halal restaurant by the way.
Lee Jr. sent me an email stated that her sister Corina will visit me and hubby in Bangkok next week. Gee… I really feel bad now. We have been back for months and we thought they knew till Corina send us her schedule of visiting us in the capital city of Smiles.
I did not meet her last year as I was away with Gabriella to Aonang. It has been years since I last meet her. Kent did meet up with Corina and her boy friend and they had a great time. I feel lamentable and sad when a far away relative or friends came to visit and I am always occupied with some stuff or I being away. Times always clashes! I feel bad.
She has been very cordial reception and I have been dragging and delaying her invitation for years. Arghhhh … I feel supremely very bad now. Both money and time has tied me down. If only I have the machete to just chop of the rope that tied onto my hands. Magic Wand perhaps…..
Just hope that, my plan to visit OZ is drawing close..
I do exercise 4 out of 9 of these words below during my conversation with my husband.
(1) Fine: This is the word women use to end an argument when they are right and you need to shut up. (2) Five Minutes: If she is getting dressed, this means a half an hour. Five minutes is only five minutes if you have just been given five more minutes to watch the game before helping around the house. (3) Nothing: This is the calm before the storm. This means something, and you should be on your toes.Arguments that begin with nothing usually end in fine. (4) Go Ahead: This is a dare,not permission. Don't Do It! (5) Loud Sigh: This is actually a word, but is a non-verbal statement often misunderstood by men. A loud sigh means she thinks you are an idiot and wonders why she is wasting her time standing here and arguing with you about nothing. (Refer back to #3 for the meaning of nothing.) (6) That's Okay: This is one of the most dangerous statements a women can make to a man. That's okay means she wants to think long and hard before deciding how and when you will pay for your mistake. (7) Thanks: A woman is thanking you, do not question, or faint. Just say you're welcome. (I want to add in a clause here - This is true, unless she says 'Thanks a lot' - that is PURE sarcasm and she is not thanking you at all. DO NOT say 'you're welcome'. that will bring on a'whatever'). (8) Whatever: Is a woman's way of saying F---YOU! (9) Don't worry about it, I got it: Another dangerous statement, meaning this is something that a woman has told a man to do several times, but is now doing it herself. This will later result in a man asking 'What's wrong?' For the woman's response refer to # 3.
After a long observation, few of my friend definitely use those words while talking to their partner.
What does a good wife do ? I read thru an article and it kinda perturb me, it made me want to share this article , The good wife's guide from the 60's.
Without further ado.....
Have dinner ready. Plan ahead, even the night before, to have a delicious meal ready on time for his return. This is a way of letting him know that you have be thinking about him and are concerned about his needs. Most men are hungry when they come home and the prospect of a good meal (especially his favourite dish) is part of the warm welcome needed.
Prepare yourself. Take 15 minutes to rest so you'll be refreshed when he arrives. Touch up your make-up, put a ribbon in your hair and be fresh-looking. He has just been with a lot of work-weary people.
Be a little gay and a little more interesting for him. His boring day may need a lift and one of your duties is to provide it.
Clear away the clutter. Make one last trip through the main part of the house just before your husband arrives. Run a dustcloth over the tables.
Over the cooler months of the year you should prepare and light a fire for him to unwind by. Your husband will feel he has reached a haven of rest and order, and it will give you a lift too. After all, catering for his comfort will provide you with immense personal satisfaction.
Minimize all noise. At the time of his arrival, eliminate all noise of the washer, dryer or vacuum. Encourage the children to be quiet.
Be happy to see him.
Greet him with a warm smile and show sincerity in your desire to please him.
Listen to him. You may have a dozen important things to tell him, but the moment of his arrival is not the time. Let him talk first - remember, his topics of conversation are more important than yours.
Make the evening his. Never complain if he comes home late or goes out to dinner or other places of entertainment without you. Instead, try to understand his world of strain and pressure and his very real need to be at home and relax.
Your goal: To try and make sure your home is a place of peace, order, and tranquillity where your husband can renew himself in body and spirit.
Don't greet him with complaints and problems.
Make him comfortable. Have him lean back in a comfortable chair or have him lie down in the bedroom. Have a cool or warm drink ready for him.
Arrange his pillow and offer to take off his shoes. Speak in a low, soothing and pleasant voice.
Don't ask him questions about his actions or question his judgment or integrity. Remember, he is the master of the house and as such will always exercise his will with fairness and truthfulness. You have no right to question him.
A good wife always knows her place.
Who knows a little hint of this might make you a perfect wife? If you succeed trying all of the above and your husband give you a good pat on the back or make sweet sweet love to you. LOL.. You have reach your aim.
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Have dinner ready. Plan ahead, even the night before, to have a delicious meal ready on time for his return. This is a way of letting him know that you have be thinking about him and are concerned about his needs. Most men are hungry when they come home and the prospect of a good meal (especially his favourite dish) is part of the warm welcome needed. 
