Christmas this year...christmas everyday

I am back at home just for 4 days but it doesn't get in the way to make full use of those very little precious moments. A midnight delayed flight on 22nd from Penang for almost 2 hours. (Huh..all for the sake of a RM1.99 flight- minus tax la, if not I won't be travelling this late!) Having to spend the night in LCCT freaking freezing cold airport. Luckily the 7am flight to KK was a-OK. I spent the 2hour and a half flight sleeping. Though there was some turbulence, I didn't even care d dat time. All I care was to really close my eyes and get some sleep. And being smart this time I travel with just hand luggage, I breezed through the arrival hall and straight to my dad's car...Where the rest of the passengers still waiting for their bags..

*See, suckers! Even though I was among the last to leave the plane, I was among the first to leave the airport...hahaha


So, briefly the christmas celebration at home are as dictated by these few pictures. Yeah, Picture speak louder than words as I am a lousy writer. Family gathering the best of all. And of course not only family la were there, friends as well. Manage to catch up stories with one another after a long-long-long time. It was a blast!

With "useless" bodyguards.

My cuzzies in church

Part of the family who came to the house

More face of my cuzzies

Cuzzie, sisters and frens

But, every good things must come to an end eventually..*sigh!. The day after Christmas I flew back to Penang right away. Having sensing there will be some bad things that will happen on that day. It came true. My 7.25 am flight to KL was retimed to 9.55am.

I was like...*O my..this is not gonna be real*

I arrived at the airport at 6 am and I have to wait another 2 hours or so for my flight. So, 9.55am it is. Just on time to arrive in KL and catch my next flight to Penang at 1340hrs.

But, to my horror, me and Astra (my friend) was still in the plane, on the ground, in KK after almost 2 hours.

We were cursing...%*&(&*())(&(*...toot..) to the cabin crew..Well, not only us la the other passengers as well. Now, for sure the next flight will be missed.

The rest of the story that happen in LCCT, fight with the crew there, running around the airport like Amazing Race Contestants (and now I know why they want to sponsor the show), with my voice like a mouse (because of sore throat), with no credit to call people and just a few hundred bucks in pocket...Huhu. I think it is better left untold for 26 december should be remembered as a date when Disaster Strucks.

p.s: I managed to reach Penang at the end of the day though after all the hassle and trouble. And I think Airasia should change their tagline to Now Everyone Can Get Delayed instead of Now Everyone Can Fly and their site from AirAsia.Com to AirAsia.Comot

Bet y'all never seen this before!

Apa itu oh?

Ranting kayu?

No...

A kulit kayu? no... So, what is this thing??

It is a praying mantis...Amazing huh? the camouflage is so-very-effective! Pics taken by my sis, she saw this animal on our window grill at home.

Unfortunately, it is dead already.

I am home for Christmas!

One thing that is really great in this year's Christmas celebration is that I am at home this time around. Extra special treat this year, we have a family gathering and of course can see most of my family members again.

*Well, more pixs and stories to be posted*

Just wait ok..

Oh...I would like to wish everyone a VERY MERRY MERRY MERRY CHRISTMAS . hope this year's christmas will bring joy and happiness to one and all.

Montoku or Lihing?

Imagine an air stewardess on a flight asking you with their best air-stewardess-so-called-full-of-hospitality voice asking you "Montoku or Lihing, sir?" instead of the normal "coffee or tea?" on board of a flight.

Wouldn't be some kind of joke!

Yes...indeed it is. I am just wondering if it ever happen like that. How would one react to that? hehe

I saja terfikir this kind of thing because the other day when I was about to board my flight in LCCT goin to Penang, I kena tahan by the police at the boarding hall. After they scan my bag of la course! *cis!*

*because inside my bag got 4 bottles of montoku and lihing...hehe (2 each la) *

Adui..malunya have to take out and show it to them. and in my head also I was really thinking what to answer them.


Policewoman: Miss, boleh tengok apa isi botol dalam beg tu tak?


Me: O Oh...boleh..* stupid it's just liquid la..dat wan oso wanna see*


Policeman: (upon seeing the clear liquid in the bottle - Montoku la that) Eh, ini air apa ni ? Jernih je.


Me: Oh..air minuman la.


Policewoman: Air minuman apa?


Me: Minuman tradisional *pening already dunno what to answer*


Policewoman: Buat ubat ke?


Me: *Ok, now the best chance to get away* A ah, ye la buat ubat.


Policeman: Ok la, kalau cam tu tak pe la.


Hahahaha..if only they now what Montoku can do to you. *wink*

P/S: First time drinker of Montoku, don't underestimate the strength...ada "kick" tau. Later jadi like my other half...hehe..KO trus!

O come Divine Messiah!

December...one of the nicest month of the year. Yes, it is the Yuletide season. It feel so good to be back and meet old friends. (Though this cuti I didn't manage to see my friends except those residing nearby). Yet, it is better than nothing.

Joan & Joan

And one of the nicest and fun thing to do before Christmas is CAROLLING! This year, it had been 8 years that I joined the youth group to sing from house to house for 2 weeks straight - before the Christmas day la dat. and I think the youth group had been handled by several batches of youth whom many of them who joined in the past years have retired and are not Youth (belia) anymore but can be called "Beliau" already...haha

8 years, not that long compared to my other friends but it is long enough to make me feel very old in the group. Average age those who join the carolling group now is 13-17. And me...huhuhu...no need to say. I started my "carolling career" when I was 14. So, you do the maths yourself.

Yet, all the blood and sweat, the tears and joy for the past years can never be traded with anything. At each house, of course the christmas carols is the crucial part- But, the makan time after that, is still the best.Makan until perut full and almost can't walk. The tapau part oso very nice. Then, at the end of the night, we can compare who got the most "pendapatan" or who is the most prosperous one. Carolling group at someone's house with the leader (plus his round stomach -too much eating)

With all the heavy food consumption for 14 consecutive days and makan oso during the night. *though not all house will give food* but one can really gain weight. But, last time when "masa muda-muda", all these was not a problem at all. Metabolism rate still very high, now "tua" a bit already. Aiyo, really naik 2kilo la!

Not too mention the part when we have to go in the jungle to go to the far-far hidden house. walk summore. Rain lagi.December always rain kan..huhhuhuhu. Nothing can be exchanged for that. Then, come the spooky tales. Being followed by spirits or whatever it is. Sightings of black figures. Sounds of footsteps behind or even someone tugging on your shirt where no one actually is at your back. Whistling sounds like calling you from the bushes and trees. It was all there. Stories that can never finished to be told.

But the most amazing part is when the main purpose of the singing of Christmas carols really touch someone on their heart. I have seen some people whom we visited shed some tears because of His presence through the carols. And that is one miracle, one ought to see.

So, maybe for some of the new faces may never understand what is the essence of serving through this way. *as I did last time*. But, if you really know how to utilise God's gift to you, and share it with other people, miracles can happen. Either directly or indirectly to you or other people.

To all out there also, try and make some difference this season. After all, Christmas is the coming of the Savior. This advent, prepare ourselves to welcome Him.

Happy Christmas..

And here are some pictures of my journey with the group this year.

This buyung and kilol... *bah kamu dua bila lagi mo tunang ~ banyak sindrom bertunang ni skarang..hehehe
The rest of the group * see all budak lagi*
That's me there ( Joan. Joan. Qede. Pepeng)
Makan time! Dig in people....
The rest of the group also
Cheers.... *oops, zombie di siring

The tale of two rivals

The love and hate relationship between two furry animals that lived under the same roof.


This is Yellow Cat

Yellow Cat : Hmmm..stupid Cat-parazzi taking my pics!


Yellow Cat : Ok, i'll be nice...Here one pose for you

And here is Miawtut (the more senior Cat in the house or shud I say "warga emas")

Miawtut: Arrrr...why take gambar curi? No one shud know that i have a bike!

and below is the two different ways these furry animals having a good time on a lazy sunday noon.

The fighting scene have to be excluded, for the benefit of under-aged viewers...hehe..too ganas :P

How tight is "TIGHT"?

TIGHT. means ketat. Tight fitting clothes? Tight situation? Tight? I guess everyone knows what tight means and I leave it to your own imagination on how you want to define and explain the term TIGHT.

Somehow, how do you want to gauge the tightness of something? ... Hmmm..

Tightness of ones clothes...Is there a certain unit or system that could be used to measure that?

Quoting from the STAR paper -

She said the ruling was a reflection of a narrow mindset and she was wondering if they would stop their nonsense only when the women became invisible.

Josiah said everyone had the freedom to wear clothes of their choice, and that no one should dictate what a person should wear, certainly not the MPKB.

“I would like to know what is the (acceptable) level of tightness of a pair of pants or jeans, and what happens to those of us who have larger buttocks? Is the MPKB saying that we cannot wear pants or jeans as it will emphasise the buttocks?'' she asked when contacted yesterday.

Tight jeans...Tight mini-skirt..tight shirt. Yet how do you determine that it is tight?

If anyone had read today's STAR. You could be laughing about the Kelantan government's decision to fine those who are not "decently clothed"...but how the decent is decent * again*

bodohnya!

Now, I can imagine the whole Kelantan nobody wear tight fitting clothes. All wear baju kurung to be safe.

BUT...if anyone pernah wear the baju kurung they will surely noticed that this baju kurung will also hug your body sometimes. It is not that safe to hide your body under that attire.

When you are walking, the fabric of the baju kurung itself is quite soft therefore when there is movement it tend to cling on your body as well. Although it is not all the time body-hugging but still it is not the safest attire to be decent. *at least for me I think that way*.

If in the first place the Government of Kelantan wanted to impose this ruling to avoid all the molest and rape cases from happening. I think it just doesnt work that way.

You see... the baju kurung also has its own appeal to some men. I think most men and furthermore the majority of people in Kelantan is-you-know-who la. So, as I said the fabric is quite soft and tend to cling on your body though it wont be all the time la, this will create more anticipation and leave more space for the men to fantasize what is underneath.

*yeah, underneath your clothes by Shakira - " Underneath your clothes, there's an endless story"...hehe*

I remember last time, one of my guy friend once said to me about his comments about a girl who wear baju kurung.

"That girl really have the body of a Malay girl behind the baju kurung".

See...people can be as pervert as they want to be without even taking in the factor of the clothes.

If everything is not safe then wear what? Wear apa pun if you are seen by a pervert, a pervert still a pervert.

If dressing decently will lower the sex crime then how that can explain the rise of child rape and molest cases?

Nothing is safe la. I think for the Kelantanese there, if takut kena fine then just wear huge box. For example the box that can store a refrigerator. Take that box. Cut the bottom part for your two legs. One hole at the top for the head and two holes on each side for the hands. This way, nothing can be an issue anymore.