Apple of My Eye

Apple of My Eye
secrets kept
" And of mankind are some who take (for worship) others beside Allah as rivals (to Allah). They love them as they love Allah. But those who believe, love Allah more (than anything else). If only, those who do wrong could see, when they will see the torment, that all power belongs to Allah and that Allah is Severe in punishment "

Holy Quran, Al Baqarah:2

Sunday, April 29, 2012

Awesomeness

who's the geek now huh?

Thursday, April 26, 2012

No Card

A very predictable thing happened today..which would probably made to the Malaysian Guiness Book of Record...imagine that!
I actually cooked...a freaking dish called 'Gulai Pisang'
result : It turns out just as I imagined..

only the 'fire' was not in the lungs...it's in the stomach
I imagine...if the 'gulai' was edible..my mom would be very proud of me...but now..she's just...proud..only~
well..my intention of doing this cause my mom's B day..this mind is blank..
do not know what else to do for her...
and I just thought,,she cooked a lot for me,so..why not I too,cook at least one dish..just make her happy?
it was disastrous..*sigh
but the climax of today stories was...my mother had a sudden fever..
this knocked the breath out of me...how come?she was everything a mother could be...she don't fucking deserve any of this..-end of sad moment-
Year 2012...my mom had simple birthday celebration..just cakes(which mostly ate by me)..and one day MC from the doctor..took a chill pill on friday...
when I went outing with CEVD two days before...I bought a card just in case I couldn't come with something to cheer my mom up...but..just that..she had fever,took care of her..no words to write in that card,for a day my mom was born..day of heaven and miracle for me..~especially me...
my ink pen gone...I only thought of her pain..

p/s : so..no card this year

Monday, April 23, 2012

Mother Indeed

my mother ~ is a WONDERWOMAN...

 
just an illustration...not really my mom..{i noe u noe dat :p]

Being a good daughter was never my accomplished task I had on my to-do list...it's simple but complicated...
But seriously fella...what is so hard of being a loving children..PARENT had done so many we could never imagine...until,..of course when we become one ourself...[then you know lah weyh!how was it]
what mother had done today had really touched my heart...
but that's the point...she had done so many wonderful things for me - I lost count...-
today was one of it... 
me was fasting today...makruh fasting to be exact [cause I sleep A LOT]...I didn't do any home chores to day..at all..like ;-
#opening windows upstairs...[to allow 'rezqi' inside the house as she said]
#feed the cats..poor the thing meow meowing
#wash the dishes - f.y.i. my mom really hates that when there dirty dishes piled in the sink

so yeah..~I'm a terrible fast-er and daughter..
when Maghreb's near...I'd ready with dates in front of me...my mom called ----
mom : assalamulaykum..noain
me : yes..waalaykumsalam ma...
mom : what do you want for break-fast?
me : I don't know..just buy anything..not rice..no KFC or McD watsoever
mom : I don't what do you want to eat..really...I'm on my way to Jusco right now...just tell  me what do you want...
( 2 minutes of debating back and forth on what to eat...)
me : okay mom!just buy that..urmm....mac and cheese..*sigh
mom : there..not so hard right?ok then..bye

Not so hard?..I KNOW Secret Recipe is one the most expensive restaurant...I was considering my fast was 'makruh'(cause of the sleep thing)..and that I did not do any house chores..make me feel like...like a umm...oh yeah!...
A SCHMUCK ~ let me highlight that..
so..story ending..I got my mac and cheese..eat it with guilt feeling holing in my chest...and ate my medicine..

[cause I'm sick of myself]


Sunday, April 22, 2012

C.E.V.D.

never wrote about them..since that particular post...so~this is me and my chickas at present~

hangout at Jusco a.k.a. Aeon(eewww..)

promoting the famous Malaysia fat cakes - Apollo 21

our gang mark...forever cool!

Pilgrim To Homeland

- so bright! -

Cat Outta The Bag

my cat Pikodi...gave birth to Munchie-girl and Tiger-boy
since their uncle Oreo was named after biscuit..I thought..why think any harder?

so dark~can't see eh..they have this slumber party INSIDE my freaking ROOM!

p/s : their birth place was behind my air-cond box..ya know~outside the house?it will sound like whoosh~whoosh~ if you ever turn on your air-cond

Exposed

THESE ARE 'CRAZY'
-it suppose to be in Masochistic Vendetta blog..but seriously?who cares..[i'll duplicate]-

You,me won't know what is crazy...which is what perhaps until The Judgement day..people may not read this but I'll take this freaking post as my virtual note for future-me
I rarely do any of my post perfectly unless I have the feeling to so...warning this is one of those posts...
I can't beat my within curiosity especially when internet's available...a lot had happened inside my 'imaginary world' a.k.a. mind...lately..because of scenes
When I'm boring,I surf the net~simple...but
me surfing the net this time had led me to different dimension - believe it or not
I HAVE DOUBTS EVERY DAMN MINUTE
Who am I anyway?who the heck are you?..are we actually people that God Almighty gave minds and hearts to use wisely..~forget 'wisely',,to actually use it? 
it is so fucking hard to live on this planet earth...you had competition 

.p/s : Picnik.com dead..R.I.P.



 
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