Okie..is that time of month again..the song of the month! I chosed Peter Pan's 'Mungkin Nanti' because it is such a beautiful song.. I loved 'Mimpi yg Sempurna' last year, and I felt in love with this song as well.. Actually, I LOVE the entire album, 'Bintang di Syurga'..I listen to it almost everyday! am becoming a true peterpan fan now.. hehe..cheers!
PETERPAN - Mungkin Nanti
Saatnya ku berkata
Mungkin yang terakhir kalinya
Sudahlah lepaskan semua
Ku yakin inilah waktunya
# Mungkin saja kau bukan yang dulu lagi
Mungkin saja rasa itu telah pergi
Reff : Dan mungkin bila nanti
Kita kan bertemu lagi
Satu pintaku jangan
Kau coba tanyakan kembali
Rasa yang kutinggal mati
Seperti hari kemarin
Saat semua di sini
Dan bila hatimu termenung
Bangun dari mimpi-mimpimu
Membuka hatimu yang dulu
Cerita saat bersamaku
Back To # / Reff
Tak usah kau tanyakan lagi
simpan saja untukmu sendiri
semua saying kau cari
semua rasa yang kau beri
Tuesday, May 31, 2005
Sunday, May 29, 2005
UMNO BBQ
The South Australia UMNO club organized a free BBQ gathering at Rymill Park today. I went with Emma, Aimi & Cat, and we were the first few people to arrive. More & more people started to come later, and I met up with my junior from DU, Dayana Aishah, and my concert buddy, Syar. After several rounds of food (I lurve BBQ food!), we decided to take pictures around the park, cause it is SO beutiful with autumn leaves everywhere.. I felt like I was in the set of "Mohabbatein" movie (Hindustani movie, starring Shah Rukh Khan).The beautiful colours of red, yellow, green...Autumn in Adelaide its so beautiful!
autumn in adelaide..
falling leaves..
Dance like nobody's watching..
the "b*witch" pose..Cest La Vie!
4 heads in a row..
Mrs Evil & her 3 monkeys..
Syar & I..
some of the ladies at the bbq..
autumn in adelaide..
falling leaves..
Dance like nobody's watching..
the "b*witch" pose..Cest La Vie!
4 heads in a row..
Mrs Evil & her 3 monkeys..
Syar & I..
some of the ladies at the bbq..
Monday, May 23, 2005
MI Test..
I took the Multiple Intelligence Test last year for my "Children's Thinking" course, and I found a site that confirms my intelligences..I am DEFINATELY musically, intrapersonally & interpersonally inclinced! woohoo~ have a go with the test.. ;)
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You scored as Musical/Rhythmic. You are sensitive to sounds in your environment, enjoy music and prefer listening to music when you study or read. You learn best through melody and music. People like you include singers, conductors, composers, and others who appreciate the various elements of music.
The Rogers Indicator of Multiple Intelligences created with QuizFarm.com |
Sunday, May 22, 2005
Risk taker or Opportunity Loser?
I got this from someone's blog. It's an interesting piece of writing, in my honest opinion. We usually take for granted of many things and this is one of them - seeking partner for life. Is it a coincidence? is it fate? Or is it ....God knows whatever it is!
See, when chance only knocks our door, it only happens once. And after that, the rest is just a story to be told to friends and relatives about missing chances.
Maybe we can learn one or two things from her story.
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Mr Right at the wrong time
By JANICE WONG
Sometimes, timing rather than love decides who we end up being with or without. Only some lucky people marry the loves of their lives. The rest marry the most suitable person who comes along when they are ready to settle down.
A friend in his 20s came to this conclusion after confiding in me that he had recently met a woman who is more attractive than his wife, and so occupies his thoughts more often than his wife does.
If only I had met her before I got married, he said wistfully.
But I think even if the love of one's life appears when one is single, one may not be in the right frame of mind to recognise him or her as such. And then love passes by. Life is littered with near misses and lost opportunities.
I attended my ex-boyfriend's wedding recently, which triggered many memories. We met five years ago when I was 23 and he 31. It was love at first sight. He had an established career, was down-to-earth and steadfastly religious. I was then working as an air stewardess and my head was literally and metaphorically in the clouds. I was also well, let's put it this way not religious.
Despite our differences, we were soul-mates. We had the same quirky sense of humour and shared long, intense overnight conversations.
But human nature is perverse. When someone is excessively nice to us, we start taking things for granted, instead of appreciating them even more. My ex sent me to the airport, fixed my PC, reminded me to take health supplements and go to church. He had everything I could want in a husband except that I was not looking for one. A boyfriend was all I could cope with then. I loved fast cars, danced wildly at Zouk and took off on shopping holidays at a whim. My life revolved around I, me and myself.
In the six months that we were together, he popped the question several times and talked ad nauseam about having children. He wanted us to enrol for a Christian marriage preparation course.
Yes, I did often fantasise about a Vera Wang wedding gown, but I was at that stage of my life when I was more interested in Guess than Baby Guess.
And where dare I admit it? I still wanted to meet other men. So I was a 23-year-old with the emotional maturity of a 13-year-old. Responsibility? Wasn't that for adults?
In short, I met Mr Right at the wrong time.
The more he talked about marriage and religion, the more I felt pressured and the more pressured I felt, the more irritable I became. I was too impatient to compromise. Every trivial matter blew up as a big deal. My mood obliterated the good in our relationship and reached a point where I just wanted out. He was heartbroken; I was sad but relieved. He still called me regularly, beseeching me to change my mind.
The calls stopped finally after a year. Now and then, we say Hi via e-mail.
I had a few painful relationships after that. Served me right, as those rude wake-up calls were necessary for me to realise the meaninglessness of my hedonistic high life. I missed the tenderness of my ex and began having second thoughts. Perhaps I also felt more urgency to find someone marriageable before my biological clock reached zero hour. It dawned on me that I am not a pixie like Peter Pan who can flit around forever. One day, I will wake up sick and alone when my fair weather friends flit away.
But I was too proud and too unsure of my ex's reaction to call him until last year. The first thing he told me excitedly was that he had found The One. My heart tumbled to my feet. So, that's Fate.
If only I could turn back time. If only I had met him later. If only ... what feeble words.
These days, I am more circumspect. I have come to terms with my loss. There is nothing I can do about timing, but I can do everything about my choices. Sometimes, when the nights get lonely, I toy with the idea of marrying a platonic friend of mine, who often assures me earnestly that, if the worst comes to the worst, he'd be willing to marry me.
But I always dismiss that. I have already made one mistake. I should not make another by settling for second best merely for the sake of getting hitched only to regret it soon after, as the guy who confided in me did.
Hopefully, the best is not over but yet to be.
The Straits Times Singapore / Asia News Network
See, when chance only knocks our door, it only happens once. And after that, the rest is just a story to be told to friends and relatives about missing chances.
Maybe we can learn one or two things from her story.
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Mr Right at the wrong time
By JANICE WONG
Sometimes, timing rather than love decides who we end up being with or without. Only some lucky people marry the loves of their lives. The rest marry the most suitable person who comes along when they are ready to settle down.
A friend in his 20s came to this conclusion after confiding in me that he had recently met a woman who is more attractive than his wife, and so occupies his thoughts more often than his wife does.
If only I had met her before I got married, he said wistfully.
But I think even if the love of one's life appears when one is single, one may not be in the right frame of mind to recognise him or her as such. And then love passes by. Life is littered with near misses and lost opportunities.
I attended my ex-boyfriend's wedding recently, which triggered many memories. We met five years ago when I was 23 and he 31. It was love at first sight. He had an established career, was down-to-earth and steadfastly religious. I was then working as an air stewardess and my head was literally and metaphorically in the clouds. I was also well, let's put it this way not religious.
Despite our differences, we were soul-mates. We had the same quirky sense of humour and shared long, intense overnight conversations.
But human nature is perverse. When someone is excessively nice to us, we start taking things for granted, instead of appreciating them even more. My ex sent me to the airport, fixed my PC, reminded me to take health supplements and go to church. He had everything I could want in a husband except that I was not looking for one. A boyfriend was all I could cope with then. I loved fast cars, danced wildly at Zouk and took off on shopping holidays at a whim. My life revolved around I, me and myself.
In the six months that we were together, he popped the question several times and talked ad nauseam about having children. He wanted us to enrol for a Christian marriage preparation course.
Yes, I did often fantasise about a Vera Wang wedding gown, but I was at that stage of my life when I was more interested in Guess than Baby Guess.
And where dare I admit it? I still wanted to meet other men. So I was a 23-year-old with the emotional maturity of a 13-year-old. Responsibility? Wasn't that for adults?
In short, I met Mr Right at the wrong time.
The more he talked about marriage and religion, the more I felt pressured and the more pressured I felt, the more irritable I became. I was too impatient to compromise. Every trivial matter blew up as a big deal. My mood obliterated the good in our relationship and reached a point where I just wanted out. He was heartbroken; I was sad but relieved. He still called me regularly, beseeching me to change my mind.
The calls stopped finally after a year. Now and then, we say Hi via e-mail.
I had a few painful relationships after that. Served me right, as those rude wake-up calls were necessary for me to realise the meaninglessness of my hedonistic high life. I missed the tenderness of my ex and began having second thoughts. Perhaps I also felt more urgency to find someone marriageable before my biological clock reached zero hour. It dawned on me that I am not a pixie like Peter Pan who can flit around forever. One day, I will wake up sick and alone when my fair weather friends flit away.
But I was too proud and too unsure of my ex's reaction to call him until last year. The first thing he told me excitedly was that he had found The One. My heart tumbled to my feet. So, that's Fate.
If only I could turn back time. If only I had met him later. If only ... what feeble words.
These days, I am more circumspect. I have come to terms with my loss. There is nothing I can do about timing, but I can do everything about my choices. Sometimes, when the nights get lonely, I toy with the idea of marrying a platonic friend of mine, who often assures me earnestly that, if the worst comes to the worst, he'd be willing to marry me.
But I always dismiss that. I have already made one mistake. I should not make another by settling for second best merely for the sake of getting hitched only to regret it soon after, as the guy who confided in me did.
Hopefully, the best is not over but yet to be.
The Straits Times Singapore / Asia News Network
Saturday, May 21, 2005
Entries that makes me blush..!
Here are some of the entries that Haz & Noranna wrote about me in their blog.. I feel so fuzy inside, and *blush* blush* by their statements..Aww, thanx a lot guys! You guys rock my world as well! Friends forever guys...
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i went on a road trip to Eyre peninsula with Adil and Helena. Thanks to them, my mind was off bout malaysia. After that week, Allah has answered my prayers that there is a place for me to get away for serenity. Meen's place was my happy place. Everytime, im feeling low with my frens, i go to meen's place and it cheered me up- Thank you Meen!!!
During weekdays, i spend time studying at the library coz thats my second happy place and also i get to spend my time with the person i like, hehehe.... I feel so calm and relax coz i dont have those kanak kanak ribena 'singing' at my ear. Thank god, i found new frens to hang out with and have fun without any worries. Im reaaaaallllyyyy grateful for that. So, with a little patients and praying, my wheel of sadness went up again.....
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And had probably one of the best late night conversations I haven't had between friends in ages. Its comforting to know that one of my dear friends totally understands what I'm going through because she's going through the same Charlie Brown moments. We are definitely catching up when I visit her in Malaysia again this July for a few days. Ripping the town UP!
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So, so good and it was even better to have spent the session with Meen. Crashed at her place and we had a good chat about "blankets", "CBs" and whatnot. Life's melodramas make good conversation starters.
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Oh, but my buddy, Meen and I .. had dinner tonight and it was just fun to hang out with her and talk about dramas, life and all things most others wouldn't understand. Dude, you make me feel safe and home and we got to hang out heaps more.
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i went on a road trip to Eyre peninsula with Adil and Helena. Thanks to them, my mind was off bout malaysia. After that week, Allah has answered my prayers that there is a place for me to get away for serenity. Meen's place was my happy place. Everytime, im feeling low with my frens, i go to meen's place and it cheered me up- Thank you Meen!!!
During weekdays, i spend time studying at the library coz thats my second happy place and also i get to spend my time with the person i like, hehehe.... I feel so calm and relax coz i dont have those kanak kanak ribena 'singing' at my ear. Thank god, i found new frens to hang out with and have fun without any worries. Im reaaaaallllyyyy grateful for that. So, with a little patients and praying, my wheel of sadness went up again.....
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And had probably one of the best late night conversations I haven't had between friends in ages. Its comforting to know that one of my dear friends totally understands what I'm going through because she's going through the same Charlie Brown moments. We are definitely catching up when I visit her in Malaysia again this July for a few days. Ripping the town UP!
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So, so good and it was even better to have spent the session with Meen. Crashed at her place and we had a good chat about "blankets", "CBs" and whatnot. Life's melodramas make good conversation starters.
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Oh, but my buddy, Meen and I .. had dinner tonight and it was just fun to hang out with her and talk about dramas, life and all things most others wouldn't understand. Dude, you make me feel safe and home and we got to hang out heaps more.
Friday, May 20, 2005
Farewell Suci..
Suci is one of my good friends from Brunei. We would usually hang out on a weekly basis, since she stays just around the corner from my apartment. Emma Singapore would joined us as well, and we'll have our usual "Girl's Day Out" outings every now & then. Suci is doing her final prac in Brunei, so she's leaving on the jetplane today. Farewell Suci, goodluck in your prac, and see you in July insyallah..
Tea Tree Plaza outing..
Dinner at Zen Restaurant..
SEA gals: singapore, brunei & malaysia..
last lunch together at Myer..
"You say pho-ta-toe..I say po-tay-to.."
the day wouldnt be complete without indulging the yummy Mr Tim Tam...=)
Tea Tree Plaza outing..
Dinner at Zen Restaurant..
SEA gals: singapore, brunei & malaysia..
last lunch together at Myer..
"You say pho-ta-toe..I say po-tay-to.."
the day wouldnt be complete without indulging the yummy Mr Tim Tam...=)
Sunday, May 15, 2005
A walk to remember..
Today, Emma spontaniously asked Tania & I to go for a walk at the Morialta Park. I've been there before last year, but only to the 1st level. There are 3 levels all together, depending which waterfall you want to see. So this time, we went to the 2nd Level,which was quite challenging. We started with really steep hills, then straight routes, then a little steep hills; all around the park. It was a good excercise (on a saturday afternoon!). But in 2 hours plus, we made it! We completed the entire Level 2 's challenging route. Next attempt, the 3rd Level... maybe! hehe...
At the entrance
look up & what do u see?
halfway thru the walk..
fyuhh...tired...need to sit!~
"nun disana..."
"Ain't no mountain high enough.."
a cool reflection of us..
the tree of us at a pit-stop
Adelaide city is behind me..
the first waterfall..
second waterfall..
"goreng pisang x3 sekarang..."
At the entrance
look up & what do u see?
halfway thru the walk..
fyuhh...tired...need to sit!~
"nun disana..."
"Ain't no mountain high enough.."
a cool reflection of us..
the tree of us at a pit-stop
Adelaide city is behind me..
the first waterfall..
second waterfall..
"goreng pisang x3 sekarang..."
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