Saya tetiba bajet fofular seperti retired pole dancer tersohor..

Seperti tajuk posting ini yang sangat hina, lately ai dihujani oleh pertanyaan demi pertanyaan melalui fesbuk kawan2 dan sedara mara, tewiter, whtsapp, henpon, tipon opis (wah kengkonon ko punya la femes ya amat kann) kenapakah ai terminate account fesbuk. Kununnya fesbuk menjadi suram dan kelam tanpaku dan hidup mereka tiada seri . Betul , sumpah depa cakap camtu, janganlah geli. Mula-mula of course la ahkak dicerca kununnya ahkak unfren depa sebab tulah status ahkak depa tak nampak. Cesss nampak sangat hari2 stalk aku nehhh.

Ada yang jenis simpan dalam hati, diam jer sambil bersedey sebab ingat ai dah tak mau kawan depa. Haduih aihhh. Tu belum Tijah atau Pemenang Blogger award tu tutup FB, mau terjadi rusuhan kaum atau tunjuk perasaan tayang montot kat depan rumah tu.

Ketahuilah, ai seseungguhnya hidupa aman damai dan lebih tenteram tanpa fesbuk kerana ai sekarang lebih banyak masa untuk berzikir, baca Quran, menjahit langsir serta bercucuk tanam ..hahaha padaiyappa kadawaleyyy lahhhh.

Yang benornya ahkak memang mempunyai stalker. Mereng pulak tu. Ai menuduh arus kemodenan dan makanan segera sebagai punca makin ramai orang gila sekarang ni. I noticed ramai gila blogger pun ada haters tegar. Isyss. Alangkan blogger2 inesen yang cerita kisah seharian kehidupan beliau di rumah pun dibenci dan dicerca apatah lagi blogger2 mulut insurance 3rd party cam ai kan.

Tapi kekdahnya, pompuan mereng itew adalah mempunyai tahap kegagalan ginjal yang kronik sampai memporak perandakan sistem kewarasan beliau. Storynya dia telah ditinggalkan oleh bofren jarak jauhnya yang memang daripada mula tidaklah mahu mengdeclarekan mereka adalah berkapel. Tapi sebab pompuan ni memang kekurangan kasih sayang daripada apak dan maknya sejak kecil, dia adalah sangat possesive dan insecure dewata. So bofren adalah tak sanggup melayan 10 minit sekali tipon untuk check di mana beliau berada, buat apa dan dengan sapa, lalu memutuskan ikatan suam2 kuku mereka.So minah ni telah kerasukan pontianak harum sundal malam. Beliau telah membuat konklusi bahawa ini adalah disebabkan oleh orang ketiga dan menggodam fesbuk bofrennya itu.

Bukan setakat itu beliau telah menuduh semua pompuan yang ada dalam fesbuk bofrennya itu adalah saspek utama. Malangnya ai adalah salah sorang daripada kawan bofrennya itew. Gila bipolar punya pompuan , dia sanggup mengadap komputer tah berapa jam untuk create fake accounts fesbuk, google and a few other social media I never heard of, using all the women's names including me, using our names and profile pictures. She used that fake accounts to disrepute the boyfriend by posting unbecomings remarks to his blogs and company's page ! Tell me what can be more lunatic than that? To her ,he sleeps around with every pompuan yang dia kenal, bleh? Kalau ko dah anggap jantan tu gila loser cenggitu, ko nak gak lagi kat dia motipnya apa la gila weiii. Tapi memang betul dia macam ada jekyll and hyde syndrome, where in the morning she sent threats on the guy's email and cursed him with four letter words anywhere he was connected to on the net, bila petangnya she called and texted him dengan penuh kemanjaan as if nothing happened. Apakah kategori brain damage lah pompuan ni.

Oleh yang demikian laporan2 ke pihak2 berwajib pun terpaksa dilakukan. Tetiba lak ai pun dah ter buat jenayah siber untuk membalas dendam. Haaa ko jangan ingat ko nyer gila jer ye, orang lain pun pandai meroyan seru jembalang jugak. Kalau nak tips sila lah tanya ai apa ai buat ngan dia.

Some of the women used their real name, so like kesian berganda kerana difitnah oleh pompuan bipolar itu dengan kelucahan melampau. Tu lah sebab nya wahai rakyat jelata sekalian, toksahlah guna nama penuh as per IC kat fesbuk apa ke. Gambar2 kita kat fesbuk pun boh la imprint watermark besaq2 or atau kalau ada kekdah hi tech lain yang boleh digunakan supaya pompuan gila or jantan sewel tak boleh mencuriknya. Like me, although I enable all my pics to friend only pun , kena jugak because she hacked the guy's account. So be extra careful.

Most of the times kita selalu ingat fesbuk,blogs etc adalah hak milik kita sepenuhnya, so kita share all infos macam isi borang banci. Please don't. I saw some even share their house location and address. Pheww. You dont know what you're inviting. Contohnya, kalau laki hadiah Beamer 7 series sekali pun and uolzs nak gak bergambar macam pakcik monang moto diamond dealer MLM susu kolagen , please blur kan plat nombor keta tu. Sebab kenkadang kita rasa apa yang kita buat and share tu so suweettt and chumel , tapi bukan kepada semua orang. Pada orang yang hati nya ada kudis, dia menyampah. Kalau takat menyampah lalu dia mengumpat je , apa ada hal. Kot dia menyampah sampai tahap koyak2 baju pastu pi cari bomoh santau kita cemana weiiii. Banyak jenis gila zaman sekarang ni okay.

So ai harap statement ai dalam press conference ni dapat menjawab spekulasi orang ramai atas kehilangan i di arena fesbuk ye. Jadi ai pun ambil keputusan untuk bersara lebih awal. hiks.

Tapi jauh di sudut hati ai kesian ngan pompuan tu, sanggup menjatuhkan maruah kerana keciwa sebab sorang lelaki. Kenapa dia pilih untuk jadi saiko sedangkan she can move on and enjoy life?She might have thought that she did that for revenge ke hapah, tapi sebab dia mangkuk , she did not realized that she has committed series of crimes and is liable for personal injury. Sadly, berapa ramai di kalangan kita yang resort to that kind of lunacy due to heartbreak.

So adik2 yang mengalami masalah cinta tak kesampaian, weep as much as you want, its ok to be sad. But then get up and get your life back together. Regain your composure and self respect. If you want to revenge, just plot it in your mind, don't execute it. Because once you start, its hard to stop. While you thought you will enjoy seeing your ex suffer, you are actually damaging yourself. You will loose it. Your mind, reputation, dignity and even your friends and family sometimes. Value you life. If she/he leave you for others, you don't deserve them. The problem is theirs and not yours.

What goes around comes around. Let karma take its course. Just think of it like this , you had just given your used and unwanted toy to the needy. Let it be, you have done a charitable and noble act. Be proud of yourself.

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I had a dream...

Why la lately saya suka mimpi pelik-pelik??? Is the sleep study they do in the hospital also study this category or not? I want to apply if they can record dreams , but as long as they have firewall lah ..or parental guidance application in case saya mimpi Arjun Rampal tak pakai baju ka pa.

But the thing is I cant remember all episodes sebab panjang betul siri tuh macam sinetron Nada Cinta yang mana siri ke 244 ada menunjukkan bahawa Nada lebih tinggi daripada Mika...erk ko ingat aku tau? Itu maklumat hearsay daripada 2 orang anak dara yang dok bersembang , overheard while driving them back from school, mine and my partner's. Che Puan Kamil, not yours dont worry, she's too sweet to be sooooo like that.

Last two days I dreamed that me and one of my partner Fuzzie (percayalah bukan nama sebenar , i tadak  kawan yang nama macam nama kucing ok) went for a motivation programme with my other partner N's hubby. We were supposed to be the facilitators. But we were clueless sapa la participants nya. When N's hubby started to speak, a group of people came in. They were Vietnamese!!!!! Apa ka gila aku mimpi depa ni semua. To make it more dramatic , they all were affected with some penyakit kulit. Apakah dosaku *pelok tiang *

Dipendekkan cerita we all tak sanggup menghadapi situasi tersebut lalu melarikan diri daripada balairaya tersebut, oh ya programme tersebut dibuat di sebuah balai raya kampung ye. Oleh kerana di luar keadaannya samar-samar seperti senja nan merah kami pun terpaksa suluh jalan guna handphone. Sungguh lama perjalanan kami dalam kampung tersebut tak jumpa jalan keluar. Akhirnya kami berjumpa dengan jeti feri yang sangat menakutkan, abandoned. Siap ada sound effect.Tapi ada pulak seorang lelaki bermisai yang menjual tiket.  We asked about (tetiba) pasal mak angkat kita orang. Kengerian berganda bila pak cik tu kata dah lama depa meninggal lima tahun yang lalu, padahal dalam mimpi tu we all baru je berjumpa dengan depa kelmarin. Tapi mungkin juga jarak masa dalam mimpi adalah 1 hari bersamaan 5 tahun , macam kat bulan , ye dak? Tak? Ok abaikan. Pastu dah tak ingat dah.....

Yesterday, I dreamed of N and her Hubby (awat la aku asyik mimpi depa saja ni....bila nak keluar muka Hugh Jakeman  pulak). They were going to Paris , and ya , Fuzzie n I were supposed to send them to airport. They had bought tickets to Seoul but they have to cancel and has sold the tickets to a person named MAIMUNAH BINTI AZIZ haaa kauuu. Siap kuar nama, nasib baik tak keluar nombor kalau tak penuh lilin plak kat depan rumah aku esok pagi.Masa tengah angkat2 beg tu the location was in rumah mak ndak I kat Penang, tapi kat bawah dah jadi rumah nenek I kat Aloq Setaq pulak. Haisyyyhhh mimpi pun boleh kecelaruan mental.

Anyway tetiba saya perasan tertinggal hand bag and rasa nak terkucil. So I went down the car , kat bawah rumah tu ada pulak cermin besar. and I terpandang my own reflection, wahhhh kenapa aku pakai baju kurung ni? Siap keronsang besar kau. Eh cantik pulak baju aku ni, bila aku ada baju ni haaa? Baru perasan ohwww hari ni hari raya. Patutlah rasa macam meriah. Tapi apa kemende depa ni nak pi jalan sampai Paris time raya plak, pergi Parit sudahlah, saya bermonolog di dalam hati.

Lepas tu kat bawah rumah ada orang pulak nak datang beraya. Satu family besar, mak dia pakai tudung cam labuh sikit, anak dia yang perempuan pun semua pakai tudung, kecik2 lagi anak dia. The mother asyik dok cakap omputih dengan anaknya and accent macam Queen Elizabeth gitew kau. (Mungkin ada pengaruh Mak Ji Esah di situ) Pastu bapaknya ada plak kat depan. Nak pengsan pulak nengok abahnya. Bukan, bukan sebab kacak, no ,no mananye mana kacak, macam pembalut simen je. Abahnya adalah memakai sluar pendek bola di hari raya! Hohhh lagi sekali peluk tiang, apakah dosakuuu mimpi cenggini.

Abahnya konon2 nak rotan anak lelakinya yang tak dengar cakap. Tapi bila nampak I, terus termalu sebab dia nengking anaknya cam ketua kontinjen kawad. I pun nak terkucil sesangat,terus masuk toilet. Elok je nak start, terdengar bunyi kokokan ayam bersahut2 sahutan. 

Rhopenya , bunyi alarm tipon mak...... Nasib baik tak berterabur atas katil nyahhh. Kalau tak terpaksa memfitnah anak hahahah. Sekian.

Sapa pandai tafsir mimpi sila la tafsir. Tapi mak nak dengar yang best ajer seperti akan memenangi tiket percutian ke Bahamas untuk doploh empat orang dan singgah buat Umrah 2 minggu. Yang pendek umur smak tak layan derrr.

DRAMA BROADWAY

Lamanya tak meroyan kat blog kan. Can PMS be an excuse to do it? Boleh lah kan. Dah ada tu kita guna lah.

Bila baca posting sendiri yang dulu kala tetiba baru terjumpa fakta yang anak2 dah besar-besar, tapi mak bapaknya tak juga nak matured. Few close friends tahu la I and my hubs kalau gaduh kalah MGR and Sri Dewi ko...drama. Takder lah melibatkan senjata ke pe. Tapi we all memang creative lah dalam meyakitkan hati each other. Sungguh sejiwa gitew kan . Suweet okeh.

Hubs memang ada satu pe'el yang tak boleh celop punya , iaitu dia akan bertukaaaaaa bila lapar. Most men cemtu gak kot ek. Adalah petang last week , he went for kerja2 melawat kawasan , (ehh bila plak laki dia ni jadi YB hahahaha) so when he got home penat, tidur la. Bangun lak Maghrib. Dah bertepek setan kat situ, campur lak ngn mode kebuluran sebab bini tak masak. (sapa eh bini dia ni pemalas ya hamat). So kengkonon bininya yg nak cover sebab malas masak tu cuba2 lah lentok-lentok sikit kan beli jiwa nak ajak makan kt luar. Tetiba la jadi promoter Al Rawsha (eh ni kira promosi gak ke sebab tidak berselindung di sebalik awan) kt I*T hahaha boleh tak nak guna gak asterisk , gedik, cam orang tak tau aku dok Shah Alam kan.

I saw the signage one day 'Dine at Al Rawsha and park for free'. Knowing that I*T tu bila malam -malanm transform jadi lombong emas kot, sekali masuk RM10, dah tu kena pau lak ngan budak-budak beli plush toys la, helikopter bling-bling lah, cekak rambut telinga miki mause lah macam-macam. So walaupun kat tepi hidung je, sipi2 je we olzs pandang tempat tu.

Masih lagi cerita isteri mithali yang nak cover diri tu kan, sanggup lak drive sebab nak deting la kunun. Sekali mana aku tau kalau malam-malam dia divert jalan semua ke tempat fun fair tu jeh, terrrrr menongkah arus pulak lah saya,  marah la Pak Encik neh sebab terang-terang orang letak kon, aku main redah macam "Papa I  own this place hokeh"  *ala2 Nabila Huda dalam drama Usop Aslam*.

Dah tu pusing lah masuk parking bertingkat, jauh plak rasa eh dengan restoren tu hah. Pak Encik tu dah parah sangat tahap kebulor tu mau aku kena papah pergi situ. So sebulat suara kensel lah rancangan aku nak feeling belli dence kat restoren Arabit . Saja nak jadi cerita hot, tak jumpa plak jalan keluar. Raksaksa Gorgon pun menjadi semakin ganas. Sekali bila dah 43 kali lap, I berjaya keluar , tapi ehhh dah nampak tol gate keluar pulak. Kat mana pulak nak bayar tiket parking neh. Alah takotnya tengok jelingan tajam yang mencengkam jiwa Pak Encik kat sebelah.Silap2 mau aku yg jadi hidangan makan malam dia kat situ.

Pastu cam terbodoh kejap , mana lah aku nak pi bayar tiket nak keluar ni kan.Sedangkan keta dah bersusun kat belakang. Pastu Pak Encik boleh plak cop aku dia kata aku SENGAL , wehhhhh aku ni PMS tau bang, haaaa. Jangan main2, kalau I lak bertukaaaa jadi raksaksa memang kompom yang species maging je tau , tak main la raksaksa tahap cicak kubing tu.

Dia pun sama cam terbantut kat situ hahaha. Gila. Tunggu keta semua overtook , I pun drift sikit pusing cari pondok bayaran. Jumpa ok. Tapi agaknya laki aku tu dah tinggal nyawa2 ikan sebab lapar sangat , dia suh i turun pergi bayar. Wahhh tetiba , Seri Dewi naik syekh , aku bengang la rasanya.Dah la sedeyyy dia kata I sengal tak habis lagi. 

Memang buruk tingkah laku I tu, jadikan sempadan ye anak-anak. I terus blah kengkonon  nak merajuk and balik berjalan kaki kekdahnya, sebab tetiba teringat plak quotes yang I baca kt FB, 'Sometimes u got to run away to see who chases you" lol. Boleh tak cenggitu ?

I jalan kaki ok, tabah mak. Mesti mak I bangga lahirkan I sampai dia akan picit2 hidung I kasi pengsan sebab terlalu comel perbuatan tu di usia yang anak ko dah dah nak UPSR tahun depan tu kannnn. Tapi jeling-jeling lah tengok who's chasing me behind wakakakaka. Kot Myanmar mabuk padan muka la kan.

Jauh juga la I jalan, sampai dah agak suku harapan nak pasrah yang dia dah malas nak layan drama aku, sampai hati, baru berapa tahun kawin. Tetiba dah ada dia parking kat depan haaaa, tapi biasa la kan MGR mesti macho mana nak turun pujuk-pujuk bagai. Ok lah kalau taknak pujuk sudah. Wa pun talak ingin mau naik keleta Lu lah Taiko.

Mungkar sekali kelakuan itu. I terus lintas jalan buat tak tau jer. Dia pun  text, "Dah nak sangat balik la jalan kaki."

Ohhhh reach heart tau dia. I pun reply, " Kalau berani tunggu la orang kat Ha*lam kopitiam, belanja arr I makan, penat tau jalan kaki" (yeay berjaya guna asterisk lagi skalik) .

Ingat kan betul2 dah balik, tetiba dia jawab pulak aisehhh. " Khulafah jelah , I nak makan mee goreng mamak. " (malas lah nak guna asterisk dah haihh) Ehh ehhh boleh ke kita main bargain kalau kita tengah bergadoh neh? Boleh ke Puan-puan , boleh ke?  Ingat kat PBB ka.

I pun terpaksa lah reply kot melepas karang aku plak yang mati kebulur. "Boleh lah, I mau nescafe ais n roti naan. Tandoori sekali". "OK" jawabnya. Hek eleh.

Dan Drama Tam (sila tambah tanda asterisk sendiri) sebabak itew berakhir di kala makanan sampai. BIOL dan SENGAL.

Sekian. Sian korang terpaksa baca. (((hugsz)))) hohoho

Why we have to be busy body?

Moms and moms to be , listen. No exception, if you are a woman, being young or old, you have to hear this. Because by right of nature you are capable of being a mother one day, regardless of you being liberated or having the Brangelina's theory of living- that the world is already full of children, why bother making more of them, just adopt one , or whatever.

And because its no use telling this to a man anyway.(yeay and this will be refuted by some chauvinist male, and like i care anyway)

Here it goes. With regard to our children, the rule is , we want the best and only the best for them. Good clothes, good food, good schools and we want them to have the best of education, the best of character. Ok, so your child is almost perfect, a model daughter, she's brilliant, she's well mannered, she's lovely having good grades . Good for you. But how can you protect her from the wild side of the world out there?

The corrupted peers, drug addicts, tv, internet, molester, rapist, and the list go on and on.

Would you want to home school your children and protect them within the four walls of your home equipped with the state of the art alarm system that Japanese ever invented? Will that ensure that your children are not getting influenced by those bad forces?

Would you want to make your children a social freakout introverts by not letting them socialising?

Why do our society is so corrupted morally , spiritually and even physically? Because the so called modernisation has been messing us up . As a result we become more and more kiasu. Lack of empathy, consciousness , spirituality, and humanity. 

We are not concern about others anymore like we used to, years ago, as long as ours is ok. We were thankful that our daughter does not do drugs, or got knock up in school or ran away from home like the girl next door. Is that the right attitude ?

Forgive me , for I might be wrong if I felt bad seeing school boys smoke. I might be wrong when I go and talk to them about it. I might look crazy if I approached and talk to a puppy lovers so crazy in love, and having too much Public Display of Affections,( and you got to look twice to see the boy's hands and the girl's face)  that its better to be a bit shy because we are civilised human being, and only animals mate for the eyes of spectators. (but you might want to look around and make sure its not a film scene first lah).

But I do not want to see that happening to my children, or the children of my siblings and friends. If I don't act mom to children of other mom's , would anybody want to do the same with my children? 

If you are under the doctrine of Human Right, possessing you like demons, than  be it. But does your human right's declaration stop more illegitimate children from being born everyday? Would that helps to prevent the increased numbers of rebellious children who doesn't respect their parents anymore? Would it cure the alarming numbers of drug addicts? At the end of the day, which one of this would you rate as important , to safeguard human right or sanctity of your off springs? Would you want to have a developed nation with a thoroughly corrupted society?

Its times to realize the vast differences between roles and rights. I suggest that we stop questioning our rights but just execute our roles. By doing our part and roles, we are fulfilling the right of others without us having realizing it. Hence, in order to ensure that everybody's right is protected, than everybody needs to play their own role.

Yes, most of it is by being a kepochi achi or aunty. Well its a lot better than being a kepochi gossip queen anyway, coz the former helps to build up a nation and the later might destroys it.

Cerita Kue Pau saya

My kue pau came back from kindy one day with a face like limau purut. Rupanya she learned about the judgement day in school and she was a bit concerned.

I heard she told her sister about it and Makcik Kantin tu pun tunjuk kepandaian beliau dan read up Surah Al Waqiah to her sister.

She got a bit more overwhelmed then.

Mommy I don't want hari kiamat. I don't want banjir , gempa bumi. Ada tak tempat lain yang tak akan hari kiamat?

Waduhh. Its tough explaining tauhid to a 4 year old.

So I told her, that if we become good Muslim, promote goods and prevent evil, we listen to Allah, we do our solat and all that Allah asked us to do, we will become mutaqqin and mukminun and Allah will loves us.

Orang yang beriman tidak akan merasa azab hari kiamat sebab mereka akan dimatikan dulu dengan angin yang sejuk.

Hanya orang yang tak taat kepada Allah saja yang merasa betapa dasyatnya bila langit digulung, gunung-ganang hancur jadi debu dan bintang2 jatuh berguguran dan berserakkan.

So we must strive to be a good Muslim.

Ok, kue pau berpuas hati dengan penerangan itu.

A few days later, I scolded her because she was jumping on my bed while i'm doing my work on the lappie.

I said stop jumping like a monkey.

Oh my. Wrong choice of words. She got so upset and started to berleter. Oh yes this one's a mak nenek in the making.

Drama vanavil pun bermula , silalah ambil tempat masing-masing (u all mesti cakap dalam hati ,habisss anak sapa kan? *jegil mata*)

With a cry she screamed

Mommy naughty. Mommy marah adik , panggil adik monkey. Nanti mommy RASAKAN HARI KIAMAT .....adik beriman , adik akan mati bila kena aircond dari langit'

Hamboihhh mak mulut akak nehhh. Dah la salah fakta.

Tu baru umur 4 tahun . Kalau dah 40? Dapat tawaran watak Joyah untuk the remake of Opah?

Dream Republic

You are just a dream away
I heart thou in the darkest wildest of day

A day which only exist in my world of fantasy
My own little world where i can step in to heal my sorrow
A cup of  happiness per servings i ask to borrow

To be rejoiced in the nick of time
Love away freely
Care away dearly
Until it lapse

Just lull away
Just lavish my love whilst in this little, personal republic of dream.......

Oh how tormenting it is to wake up and find my way back

For how I wish I would never wake at all.

Rumah baru

Saya ada rumah baru .Visit me at http://tintafitrah.blogspot.com/. Rumah ni nak close for renovation dulu ye . Nanti raya baru datang.