Aduh jika drama Rashid Sibir ni asyik go back-and-forth ke flashback sahaja, I think I need something else to watch.

Anyway, ketika dinner di Kelfood tadi, ada makcik tua jual kerepek ni mengeluh kenapa orang sekarang taknak beli kerepek. I wasn't really listening to her, because I get very emotional when I see old people but here are the problems:
1. She wasn't the only selling kerepek there. Before her, there was already 2 ppl selling kerepek, including one brader ska-alim berbahasa Kelantan menjual keropok dan seorang lelaki yang diragui kewarganegaraannya (wow a mouthful!) meminta sedekah - for what, I don't know, but standard lah, pegang file yang berisi surat yang diakui kerajaan.
2. I have more than 4 jenis kerepek at home! I get my supply of kerepek(s) di pasar tani berhampiran pejabat, tak tahulah dibuat di mana, tetapi sangat sedap.

Hmm itu sahaja lah. Melihat makcik tu sudah cukup membuat aku rasa sedikit depressed. Ditambah dengan perbualan bersama ibu sendiri yang menambahkan gundah-gulana. Tambah dengan drama brader Sibir ni pula (alahai drama antara dua darjat is SO yesterday). Masuk tidur awal lagi bagus.

Oh by the way, wahai contractor2 JKR yang rajin sangat nak tar jalan awal2 malam tu (pukul 10 malam) I am sure that you are aware of the massive jam you guys are causing. Tak boleh ke tar jalan lambat sedikit, some of us pukul 10 malam baru nak balik rumah dari office okay!

I am watching Perempuan, Wanita and Dot Dot Dot untuk kali ke berapa sudah. I have to go to work later in the afternoon and hopefully I can get some work done. Begitu banyak sekali kerja yang perlu disiapkan. Sebab apa? Sebab it's so hard to hire people with good writing skills. So if you think you know finance and investment, know how to work the Bloomberg terminal and loves to write and doesn't mind melayan kerenah Americans, I want you! (to suffer with me)

Tengah check out baju kebaya tadi then MIL said "Tak payah tengok, tunggu sampai bersalin".
*sulks into a corner, then emerges minutes later*


Tok Guru on Off The Edge! My hero. And Mr. Barack H.

Minggu ini minggu membaca. But they're not helping to drown things/sounds/fear.

Tengah lipat baju ni. Another round of laundry sedang di air-dry. On TV is some show about Ustaz Azizi mengubat orang yang kena rasuk or something. Tengah contemplate melipat kain cadar yang besar itu which is why I am updating now, tengah tunggu feel untuk melakukan/membuat such a big task. I normally make fun of RashidSibir's drama tapi semalam, aergh, mana aci pikat penonton dengan scene M. Rajoli baca al-Quran. Haih, apa lagi, Kleenex time-lah. Would be nice if I get to see arwah Baba menghabiskan masa tua-nya membaca al-Quran. But the past is past.

Today I'm gonna go out shopping after I watch Melodi. Sudah berhari-hari office pantry menjadi gelanggang hangat mengutuk Norman Hakim keh keh. Poor guy. Siap sembahyang istikharah panggil press tu! This beats drama RashidSibir anytime.

Morning thoughts:

I figured kalau JAKIM/Majlis Fatwa/somesuperpowerwithnobrains mahu mengharamkam yoga, they might as well look into Muslims yang belajar Indian classical dance. Ever wondered if they've been praying 5 times a day? Hmm? Yoga helped me to get through some of my darkest days while trying to nurse a broken heart and it made a huge difference for me yang memang malas exercise. So yeah, that's my testimonial. Look around you, while we turn a blind eye on teenage couples meraba sana sini in public, we're wasting our time and effort trying to haram-kan something that is good for the body, soul and mind. So no brownie points for you Mr. Mufti!

Another thing that will not be getting any brownie points from me is EPF. Excuse me, i like my 11% caruman. So, those losers yang nak kurangkan their caruman to 8%, they're the ones who should isi borang la! Why us? We all know that by the time we retire, our EPF savings can only last for 3 years so fikir-fikirkan lah ye. 3% cannot buy you anything. Keep it. You'll be thanking me when you're old.

Sekian terima kasih. I'm gonna eat my 2nd roti canai now.