Becoming an entreprenuer???

I came accross with this advertisement in The Sun, under Business Opportunities column, a few days ago. It says: 4000 Malaysian email for sale. RM100. Call 012 3847961

Our emails aren't spared from these unscrupolous characters!

... I say, HAH!!

Poster for political campaign in Poland

Yep, below is the controversial poster (political campaign) for the Women's Party in Poland.

Excerpt from http://www.polandbusinessnetwork.pl/

A new Polish women's political party risks shocking the majority Catholic country by plastering nude posters of their female candidates for the upcoming October 21 parliamentary election.
Seven women, including Women's Party (Partia Kobiet, PK) founder and president, writer Manuela Gretkowska, have launched their campaign with nude posters of themselves with the logo "The Party of Women. Poland is a Woman" masking their private parts.

The poster also incorporates their electoral slogan: "Everything for the future... and nothing to hide.""This poster is intended to shatter stereotypes in the anachronistic world of politics, which is more often dominated by uncommunicative men with their black tie outfits.," said Gretkowska

"We are beautiful, nude, proud. We are true and sincere, body and soul. This is not pornography, there is nothing to see in terms of sex, our faces are intelligent, concerned, proud. We do not have our mouths open nor our eyes closed," she said. "All that interests us is the future, the position of women in society. We will open the archives of the former secret communist agents, we will make known their corrupt affairs," said Gretkowska.

I read, read, and read....

I started with my readings again a couple of months ago. Hmmm....I've discovered another great female author. Name's Lisa Jackson. I like her style of writing, especially her crime/thriller novels. Her narration is quite vivid. Gory, tense, romance, sarcasm, humor - it's all there. She's now one of my favourite .

Nora Roberts : another one of my favourite

Spur of the moment purchased!

Sandra Brown, another brilliant authoress. The late Brit female author, Melissa Nathan with her witty and funny contemporary novel :-)

Well, Kinokuniya has been my favourite afterwork hangout!

Bad Fashion vs Weird Fashion

..fashion victim, fashion slave, FUGLYSHIONISTA, etc..etc...

Look at that.... the misshapen rainbow concotion is highlighted by the equally wrongly match accessories. Oh look! is that a cat carcass being pinned on her skirt?!! Love the shoes, beads and bangles though.





WTF! Clearly Lil' Mama has a split personality. Blinding fabric and a pacifier? she should be put under house arrest for this. For crying out loud, it's VMA, not a theme party!




Uh huh... here goes Ms. Skinny & Winking Big Nippies! Posh Spice must be cringing looking at this pic now. There's nothing sexy about twigs with oversized boobs and winking nippies




If you really really wish to be incognito (or you're hiding from ah longs) by all means, this can be your 'wadrobe of the week".

Fancy a Cruella DeVille's ensamble? By golly, here's your muse!

J.H.C! should you experience a power supply failure, fear not for this dress is fully equipped with lighting bulbs...

Is this legal? Ouch..

Oh Britney, this is so.... *words failed me*

taking haute couture to the max? Yo Mama, a corpsy victorian with her accessory... a tiny man! in this case, since when lil' bit of human became part of accessories? Wonder where have all the Chihuahuas gone. Oh wait a minute, they all went to Paris Hilton!

Oh dear, awful hair and equally awful jumpsuit! Could someone please get Lil' Kim a coat?

Guess this is fine for  halloween and cosplay party!

Please save this poor guy from himself! Ok, the tee and bowler hat are kinda cool but please ditch the M&M hideous pants! What's the deal with that 90s pink wrist band and fanny pack?

Guys, pull your pants up! One word to describe: THIS IS HIGHLY UNATTRACTIVE!

NOW.....

this is what I call sexy! A stage full of brimming sexy testosterones! Mamma mia..... :-D

Sabahan Beauties - Local & International Acts

Yep.... we Sabahans are gradually storming over the entertainment scene in strides, be it locally or internationally. Over the last 8 years or so, we have quite a number of Sabahans who managed to grace the showbiz limelight.



Personally, the most prominent to date are the Sabah born lass, Cherilyn Lim a.k.a Che'Nelle, the talented young singer (she's currently making waves internationally) and Daphne Eleanor Iking (a regular face in the Malaysian entertainment industry)




My Pick:

1. Che'Nelle - The 24-year-old Sabah born singer, currently residing in U.S, debuted her first album "Things Happen For A Reason" under Virgin Records American label. She was the opening act for Kanye West's concert in Australia last year. Google her and you'd be surprised, she's all over the net. Her single "I Fell In Love With The DJ" is a smash hit internationally.











2. Daphne Iking - the delecteble former beauty queen, a model, actress and TV personality.







3. Marsha Milan Londoh - A graduate of local TV reality show "Akademi Fantasia". She's a budding singer, actress and model. She's the new face for an international beauty product, Nivea.

4. Linda Nanuwil - another Akademi Fantasia graduate. The beauty who caught the attention of many Malaysian. She has one album under her belt and acted in a film, directed by Malaysian well-known director Datuk Yusoff Haslam. Her second album is set to be released soon.

5. Nicollette (Nikki) Palikat - The Malaysian Idol graduate. Known for her strong vocal. The protege of Ning Baizura, Malaysian well-known and successful singer/actress, released her debut album "Maharani' last year. She also collaborated with other Malaysian singers.

6. Azharina Azhar - Another successful singer. Competed in Bintang HMI RTM. Known for her strong and husky vocal. Her single "Elegi Sepi" has sealed her place in the Malaysian music industry.

7. Pija - the younger sister of the singer Azharina. A graduate of local TV reality show (singing competition) "Mentor" Her energetic perfomance combine with her strong and unique vocal made her a favourite among judges and viewers. She bagged the title. Hopefully, we'll see more from her




8. Karen Kong - the petite lass from Labuan, she's a Chinese who sings in Malay songs! Yes, she's famous on her own right. Her demo and makeshift music video are widely accessed by thousands in Youtube. Her first full Malay album debuted early this year.

9. Candra "Candy" Clement - another graduate from the reality show "Akademi Fantasia"
signed under Maestro Talent Management, hope to hear more from her very soon.

10. Velvet L. Aduk - Fellow Akademi Fantasia graduate. wowed the viewers with her strong vocal.

11. Yanie - a former contestant in the singing competition "Mentor" another protege of the singer Ning Baizura, no doubt she'll make another interesting addition to the Malaysian music scene. hit single to date "Drama" a duet number between herself, Ning Baizura and Nikki. Also a budding actress, she can be seen in TV 3's serial "Farra"

well, I say good luck to these beauties. Do continue to wow us with your talents...

Once upon a time (story of a kampong girl)

I was lucky enough to be born during the 80's :-) Looking back, those yesteryears were my best treasured moments, and hey...I never stop collecting memories!

Despite growing up in a "struggling to make ends meet" kind of environment, me and my siblings were pretty much happy on our own. I was the youngest in my family and was such a pester, a royal pain in the ass, that according to my brothers and male cousins. Needless to say, I was a tomboy. I was very small, thin, sporting dark skin, smudged and dirty face and my hair was...gosh, I think my head was a breeding ground for lice!!!

My aunt was like "Child, you come over here. Let me have a look at that lice farm of yours (referring to my head) my..my...child, I won't be surprised if I get to see lices as big as your dad's kerbau hitam jumping off from your head" and she would comb my hair painstakingly, searching for lices and would only gave up after my constant fidgeting. I hated people messing up with my hair, to me, it's a biggest annoyance while the rest of the terror gangs were out in the backyard or lake, playing!

My mum, aunties and uncles dubbed us as the 'Terror Gang" Why? They said, "Children, your wild and crazy antics would make us die of heart attacks!" Being such a hell-riser kids, it always fell deaf on several pairs of red ears (due to the constant ear-boxing sprees by our mums)

Our favoured afterschool games were:

1. Tarzan & Jane

There was a lake not far away from our house. It's not so deep and you could see many wild pineapple plants growing densely along the its banks. We always have this kind of competition like who would get the most juicy and rippen pineapple fruit. Of course, being the smallest in the group, I would normally lost, beaten by the bigger kids!

ok, back to the Tarzan antics, there's a big tree growing at the right side of the lake and some thick and sinewy vines were clinging onto it. Voila! Those thick and sturdy vines were just the perfect instruments for swinging games! To our young minds alike, "yeah...bring on the Tarzan!!!" So, there would be several 'naked as a jaybird' kids, yelling on top of their lungs "Oooooooooooooo!" with brownish thin arms and legs flailing dropping/splashing right into the lake. Splaaaaash, that was fun!

2. Forest and bushes exploration

we liked forest and bushes too! Often times after school, we would ventured into the forest and bushes behind our houses compounds. It's such a thrill when we encountered some edible wild fruits (wild rambutans, durians, berries, tarap, etc), and the most thrilling part was making animal traps - which of course would normally got away! However, some of them were not so lucky and ended up being roasted on makeshift camp fires (we didn't torture 'em okay, we were just a bunch of hungry kids :-D) Yup, we were a bunch of little bushmen!

3. Truth of Dare(devil) stunts

i'm sure by now, most of us are kinda familiar with this game (well, at least for kampong kids). I remember we're always up doing crazy things. The year was 1989, and I just turned 8. It was a monsoon season and it's raining constantly from morning to evening. Sometimes, it rained 24hrs non-stop. Most afternoons, after school, we would be trapped inside the house. Sometimes, school would be cancelled for several days (or a week at most). For us, it was a torture. We couldn't play Tarzan & Jane, we couldn't go for forest and bushes exploration and our parents forbade us to play in the rain or else...! Such was the verdict. But of course, being naughty, typical hard-headed kampong kids, 'the curfew' normally lasted about one or two days.

the craziest stunt we ever did was daring each other to swim accross a flooding river! When I think about it now, there's no amount of money can persuade me to do such death defying stunts. I've been neutralized from it. The story goes like this:

it was about 4 or 5 o'clock in the afternoon. It was raining and we were bored to death. 4 of us sneaked out of the house and ambled towards the river. Sure enough, due to the heavy rain, the river had swollen twice to its original size. It was murky, with its strong current carrying pieces of broken woods, uprooted small trees and occasionally some floating logs downstream. Stupidly enough, we never think of the danger (or in this case the dire straits of consequences should our parents caught a wift of what we're about to do!)

Our method was, firstly we walked farther upstream (along the riverbank of course, about 5oo meters).Then, we would start cross-swimming the river from farther upstream and reach the other side of the river by just following its current flow . Of course, you won’t be swimming in a straight line. True enough, we landed about 50 meters from the already marked designated landing spot. Boy, we felt like we struck a pot of gold big time! I mean, no one in my kampong (adults or young alike) attempted to cross-swimming a flooding river before and did it successfully! It was a really really big deal for us. The feeling was kinda like “a chest-thumping Mr. Ripley with his findings of strange / unbelievable artifacts”

Unfortunately, the elation was short-lived! Our parents were waiting on the other side of the river, thunderous expressions and deadly scowls with mean looking rotans in hands. Boy, the sound of ‘paaaaaps…piaakkks…adoiiiiiiiiiis’ was like a bad choir! Pokok senduduk pun hinggap di bontot. We were being walloped left, right and centre, merauuuuuuuuuuung sakan! Suffice to say, the next day, we had enough red welts in our skin to compare with. Who had the deepest cut, who had the longest or the shortest red welt marks, who cried the most and who won ‘the most budak jajal (nakal) / tough kid’ award.

We're lucky that none of our parents died of heart attack! Ok…eventually, we had our two weeks of fame. We became the talk of the kampong for about two weeks or so. Other kids at school looked at us with some kind of admiration and boy…did we bask on it? oh yes, tremendously!

Too bad, all these ‘kenakalan’ ended when my family relocated in the city and I was sent to a boarding school. I was 12 years old. They're distant memories now but once in a while, during family gatherings, stories of the ‘terror gang’ especially the river incident will resurface and those young nieces and nephews would go, like, “wahhhhh….uncle / auntie, inda sangka kamurang semua ni betul2 terrer!”

Yes, I was indeed, lucky to be born in the kampong. And, deep down in my heart: Yes, I am a kampong girl :-)

The Pariah Driver

It's a bad bad day! I woke up this morning and it's raining outside. It was a hell of an effort to leave the comfort of my bed. Craps, no point complaining...just live out the day accordingly and as good as you can even if it's shitty!

I dragged my feet grudgingly down to the bus stand and waited for about 15 minutes before the next bus came. Okay, i'm not talking about buses here. I'm talking about some pariah driver who doesn't have the courtesy of slowing down their vehicles when passing through puddles of rain water on the road! As just, this morning, myself and several other people had a free shower!! A car was speeding like bats from hell and whooooosssh! Next thing I know, I was cursing like sailors! My skirt, my blouse and tight were completely drenched. I didn't even have the chance to put down my umbrella (as shield) and several other ladies were not spared as well. Saints above! I'm wearing black and suffice to say that it doesn't go well with dried mud water.

I was really tempted to pick up a stone and hurled it over to that fucker's windscreen but of course I didn't, besides, am a lady not a caveman. Some people are worst than the neanderthal man! I really hope that the celaka will get his retribution one fine day... just to give him a taste of his own medicine.

Missing : Have You Seen Her?

God, nothing is worst in this world other than losing your child, especially when you're left wondering what's happening to her/him.



Such is the plight of one grief-stricken family in KL. Their daughter dissapeared without a trace. Worst scenario, she might be kidnapped and hidden by monsters - criminal syndicate who is targeting children, either for prostitution or forcing them to beg, out in the streets.


As reproted in the local news:


sources from The New Straits Times


KUALA LUMPUR: It has been two weeks since 8-year-old Nurin Jazlin Jazimin disappeared and there is still no news of her whereabouts.
City police have formed a special task force, headed by Sentul police chief ACP K. Kumaran, to find the girl, and members of the unit are following up on several leads.However, city police chief DCP Zul Hasnan Najib Baharudin, who confirmed this, declined to elaborate."I urge the public to come forward and help police in tracing the girl," he said.Nurin Jazlin’s father, Jazimin Abdul Jalil, is conducting a daily search for his daughter and has combed almost the entire Klang Valley for her.

The 33-year-old taxi driver’s efforts to locate his daughter, the second of four children, has been futile so far but he is not giving up.Nurin Jazlin, a Year Two pupil at SK Desa Setapak, failed to return home after going to the pasar malam in Section 1, Wangsa Maju, at 8.30pm on Aug 20.An eyewitness claimed that he saw the girl being dragged into a white van."Nurin would usually go to the pasar malam with her 9-year-old sister," said Jazimin, adding that she went for religious classes during the day.However, he said on the day she went missing, her mother Norazian Bistaman, 35, allowed her to go alone, thinking that nothing would happen to her as the pasar malam was located only about 500m from their home.Jazimin said his wife cried every day, pining for their daughter.


Nurin Jazlin suffers from high blood pressure and kidney problems and her parents are worried that she is not taking her medication."My wife is worried sick and she feels so helpless, blaming herself for what has happened." Jazimin said his daughter liked to go to the pasar malam and would ask for permission before she went."Please help find my daughter. We miss her very much and we are worried for her safety as well as her health."


Police had recorded more than 30 statements from various witnesses. More than 300 personnel from the police, Rela, City Hall and Rukun Tetangga have participated in search operations over the past six days.Jazimin said he was grateful for the outpouring of help from concerned Malaysians and well-wishers who had visited him to give encouragement and support.


Let's do our part. If you've seen her, please alert the nearest law enforcement offices in your area.


Let's pray for her safety and that she could be reunited again with her family.

Yesterday's Anecdote

Yesterday was a crazy crazy crazy day! I didn’t even know if the term raining cats and dogs is appropriate. The way I see it, it’s raining elephants and mammoths! The freaky rain started at around 5.00 or 5.30pm yesterday. All I could see through my office window was a yawning blackness, unleashing thick torrential rain. I could hear the pelting sound of the rain beating down the thick glass wall. The results?

I had to endure standing up for about 3hrs straight at the taxi stand in front of my office building. My feet hurts, my back was killing me and I was damn chilled to the bone. I tried radio cab but none was willing to dispatch their cabs. Well, I don’t blame them. The rain was kinda like the rush of the Niagara Falls. Sheets of heavy rain decided to give the lower part of my body one cold shower after another. My toes felt numb and oh…what I'd give for the taste of big cup of hot coffee! 3 hrs later, I finally managed to get a cab. When I reached the LRT station in Kg. Baru, my god! It’s deserted and I was all alone. Great, just what I needed. Shivering and terrified…a bad way to end your day, indeed! The image of a lone man in a long, dark hooded trench coat brandishing a mean looking dagger, preying on unsuspecting females was actually making chaos in my mind. The train only emerged about 15 minutes later.

Upon reaching Universiti station, again, braving the rain, I decided to jog to the other side of the road. By the time I got there, I was dripping wet. Geez, might as well rub some shower cream to my body and shampoo my ratty hair! I reached home around 10.05pm! Ditching coffee, I opted for herbal tea, supposedly to soothe my frayed nerves. Gulped two tablets of Panadol and dived straight to my bed.

I woke up this morning with a heavy sense of the big capital L (that’s lazy) dreading the day ahead. I really really wanted to bury myself in the comfort of my bed and continue sleeping for, like, a zillion years? Yeah right, as if I have much choice. Hell, dragging my ass off the bed was a torture.

Now, an ideal way of spending my day in bed will be just like this :-)

Yep...wistful thinking, girl!

It's a huge moth or issit a butterfly?

Ummm...I don't know. As far as I'm concerned, anything resembles a butterfly, then butterfly it is.

Yep, I got one visitor. The butterfly fluttered in through my balcony, made its 'flying rounds' to the kitchen, living room and finally settled in into my bedroom.

It's kinda big! It's black, grey and white in color and I don't have any idea what kind of species it came from. When I told my friend that there's one big butterfly fluttering around my bedroom, he gushed something like "eh, how in earth a butterfly managed to 'visit' your house ah? you're staying up high in 12th floor?"

I have no idea. Maybe butterflies are much stronger than we thought. Yep, my place is quite windy but the butterfly managed to breeze in to my place.

I managed to snap pics of it:

Well, I left my windows opened so the thing could fly out. Dunno what happened to it eventually as I fell asleep. When I woke up the next morning, the thing was gone. Guess it managed to find its way out..