"Goin hermitty!" - said Siti Rosman while she was swept away to Outuland. She is currently residing in Pastensu, all happy and nice there, and she's no longer askin' "Why am I here?".
Friday, November 18, 2005
Girls, you gota get out there!
"If you want to beat boys in cyber games, you can," says the sole female player among the 700 participants from 67 countries in the World Cyber Games Finals in Singapore. She is 24, studying to become an elementary school teacher and has a cleavege. Haiya, manyak susah to photograph one..
Monday, November 07, 2005
Days of dissing dishes
The older your parents get, the more visitors they get. Come Raya time this fact will hit you at full speed, and all you can do is grab some Sunlight and a sponge, and get things started at the kitchen sink.
Of course prior to that there will be all the cleaning and rubbing and mopping and arranging you'll have to do. And as the guests arrive there will be a lot of bancuh airs and hidang kuehs on the way.
Before you could join the crowd for some socializing more guests will arrive, and you're back at step two. That of bancuh airs and hidang kuehs, of course.
Some guests with a tad of kidney failure and slight case high-blood pressure tend to ask for air suam, so there'll be that to take care of too. Young at heart and strong in spirit, that's what they are. Most likely your parent's schoolmate back in Sungai Sumun in 1949.
Kids without fail will be part of the new demographic brought by the guests. Screaming, laughing, running, kencing, TV-remote-control stealing kids. Adorable, pinchable creatures, that's what they are.
And parents with standard control measures: "Aidil boy, mama said put-that-down! Now!" or "Fitri..! Fitri! Muhammad Fitri Afifi Haziq Ziryab bin Muhammad Iqbal! Stop it!" Unimpressive hardworking matadors, that's what they are.
Then there's you - the one with the pair of hands and a pair of legs and some brain cells behind the eye sockets. Yes, you, the one capable of making changes in the domestic plane:
The you who brings out the ketupats and lemangs and clean up the crumbs when all guests left.
The you who juggles the glasses and plates and make two litres of air sirap under ten seconds. (Some say 9.98 seconds, but who's timing?)
The you who knows where the rest of the semperit and London Almonds were hiding.
The you who managed to tidy up three separate parts of the house while making the air sirap for the next lot of guests.
And the you who did dishes, dissing and cursing as they slip and crack.
Of course prior to that there will be all the cleaning and rubbing and mopping and arranging you'll have to do. And as the guests arrive there will be a lot of bancuh airs and hidang kuehs on the way.
Before you could join the crowd for some socializing more guests will arrive, and you're back at step two. That of bancuh airs and hidang kuehs, of course.
Some guests with a tad of kidney failure and slight case high-blood pressure tend to ask for air suam, so there'll be that to take care of too. Young at heart and strong in spirit, that's what they are. Most likely your parent's schoolmate back in Sungai Sumun in 1949.
Kids without fail will be part of the new demographic brought by the guests. Screaming, laughing, running, kencing, TV-remote-control stealing kids. Adorable, pinchable creatures, that's what they are.
And parents with standard control measures: "Aidil boy, mama said put-that-down! Now!" or "Fitri..! Fitri! Muhammad Fitri Afifi Haziq Ziryab bin Muhammad Iqbal! Stop it!" Unimpressive hardworking matadors, that's what they are.
Then there's you - the one with the pair of hands and a pair of legs and some brain cells behind the eye sockets. Yes, you, the one capable of making changes in the domestic plane:
The you who brings out the ketupats and lemangs and clean up the crumbs when all guests left.
The you who juggles the glasses and plates and make two litres of air sirap under ten seconds. (Some say 9.98 seconds, but who's timing?)
The you who knows where the rest of the semperit and London Almonds were hiding.
The you who managed to tidy up three separate parts of the house while making the air sirap for the next lot of guests.
And the you who did dishes, dissing and cursing as they slip and crack.
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