17
11
2004
amir bought me a new phone ! yippie
nuthing’s wrong with the old one.. just that it would occassionally decide to take a hiatus when it feels like it (mostly when i would be in dire need of contacting somebody). and the keypads are losing their responsiveness (i like to use the sms feature, a lot, so this pisses me off)
was watching mtv (or was it hitz.tv - the mtv wannabe?) when i saw the advert on downloading ringtones. lamented on how the phone that i use is not compatible with most ringtones made available. downloading it ain’t the issue. it’s having to bear with the sound of it on my mobile that hurts ( i am lame, yeah :razz:)
suddenly amir said ‘ ok, let’s go get you a new one ‘. rush to get kya ready (no more at a moment’s notice outings since the baby) and we were off!
went to the nearest ‘hello’ station - authorised dealers for nokia phones. after a lot of fiddling around with a few phones, tonnes of questions and kya - having decided she wants to be a self-appointed interior designer - rearranging the stools at the outlet, we finally settled with the Nokia 6260.
have yet to test it. prolly will finally try out surfing using me phone (although my last two phones actually allow me to do this - but with displays that are smaller that my eyes can handle, i decided to wait). will get back on this.
am off to admire my new gadget. and to give amir another kiss and some for the phone ahaks! too deloo!
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Categories : bring your heart home
15
11
2004
lo and behold! she now has teeth!
well…. it’s actually been 2 months since the appearence of her first incisors. but as my dear kya always get excited whenever i whip out my trusty digital camera, the photos always end up having either views of her tonsils (when she tries to eat the lenses), her big eyes (she tries to take my photo instead) or the back of her head.
so here it is. the one photo i managed to snap. all four pearls.
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Categories : bring your heart home, kakak kya
14
11
2004
it’s actually hari raya .. look at the time! have only just managed to iron the outfits for the faramir clan (amir managed to collect his on friday). the theme for this year is purple. all made from the same material. (last raya was blue but of different material/designs)
i am now officially guilty of what my parents did when my siblings were young - wanting those cutesy looking color-coordinated family (or at least, siblings) getups. thehehe. i declared mutiny when i was 11. at that point i had become tired of being asked whether my sis and i were twins. i could never understand where they got that idea.
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Categories : bring your heart home
12
11
2004
am imagining self like the egg timer - you know the kind that you use to time how long you should wait to get that perfectly hard boiled egg. only in my case, it’s like waiting for uluru to pass through the opening instead of those itsy bitsy particles of sand.
am actually suddenly too obsessed with time because parked my trusty piece of junk in suria, instead of the usual spot. reasons why :
don’t want to be drenched in case it rains (again) in the evening. have you noticed that kl is flood prone lately?
was already late heading back to the office from my baby-sitting (and nanny-sitting) stint during lunch.
was thinking of lugging home this notebook of mine. so i can get started on comin up with me own style. (will see whether the effort of lugging this heavy piece of technology is well worth it)
however, since i don’t possess a season pass, the parking rate is gonna be astronomical (by my standards). maybe i should start considering getting a season pass - i drive to work daily, i hate having to carry around a brolly and sometimes i’d like to be able to shop before i head home and the 8-10 min walk to my current parking spot is not easy with hands full.
ok. time to head home.
while everybody’s at it. here goes.
MUBARAK TO ALL. ZERO-ZERO EH
see attached an e-greeting from the company. (since i have lost all my creative juices already)
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Categories : hitting the grindstone
12
11
2004
blergh! the word bored can’t even start to describe the zone that i am in right now. am fiddling a bit with some output types requested by a user but frankly, i’d rather be home. but then when i am at home, i’d be thinking - i’d rather be at work.
the office is a tad quiet. not due to the non-existence of ppl. there’s at least half a floor here but i guess everybody’s in the mood for raya.
speaking of which - amir’s raya outfit is still hanging/bagged up somewhere at den wahab’s store in masjid india - yes, it’s not collected yet. not for lack of trying. masjid india and the area around it is notorious for its unbelievable (err actually it is believable) traffic. amir headed for masjid india yesterday. ostensibly to pick up the outfit but ended up not being able to due to unavailable parking space. defeats the purpose of him heading there on his bike - can you believe that? not even an eensy weensy space for a measly bike?
that’s what you get for going to masjid india on a public holiday nearing another auspicious celebration. deepavali nearing raya. hordes and hordes of wallet happy people spending their hard earned buck on ‘cheap’ deals. i’ve fallen to the lure in the past. bought a few lengths of materials (with my mum in tow of course, i can’t tell one type of material to another even if my life depended on it). sent it to my aunt to sew it. ended up not wearing it. just because material a bit too ‘festive’. can only be worn on special occassions - which are far apart.
did try wearing one of the said outfit to work. ended up having to curb my tongue from responding to the comments that it provoked.
“nak pegi open house ke?”
“wahhh.. macam pengantin!!”
“mcm siti punya baju wooo..”
the rest i can flick away except for the last comment. he he. those close to me now how i detest siti. oh well, back into the wardrobe you go you offending piece of outfit!
back to amir’s outfit. raya announcement is supposed to be tonight so basically, unless either amir or i manage to steal a bit of the day to run to masjid india to pick it up, amir will end up wearing a non-matching pair of baju melayu. boo - hoo.. and i so wanted to have that perfect raya picture of us in matching outfits.
maybe i can still catch the LRT and collect it. den wahab bukak lagi ke?
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Categories : hitting the grindstone
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