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Tuesday, September 1, 2015


Salam Merdeka Malaysia!!
So.... over the long weekend I fell sick with flu and fever on top of my tendolisomethingtis  aka sore right shoulder/ arm,
there's just so much resting and watching telly that I could do then... I got bored...
Suppose, I could do some spring cleaning around the house and what not but then... I got bored...
then i thought repainting the house gate & fence would be interesting, i did. in the middle of the night (since it's not hot plus i couldn't sleep) it wasn't bad but my arm started to throb and half way through i got bored...
then the next day it started to rain...i waited but then i got bored...

hehehehe...the gate is now half painted black with the rest was still in the original white...i name it Cruela de Vil.

Jadinya...this was basically
my version of bersih project.
The reproduction of Oscar the Grouch from Sesame Street on my trash bin/ garbage hole door that came off due to rust with my new set of acrylic paint.
One door down, One more to go...
Once that done, will have to find a welder to weld the door back to the frame.


Friday, August 28, 2015

My very first man

My very first man
to hold me
to kiss me
to cuddle me
to caress me
to spoil me
to whisper that he loves me
to say that im pretty even though im the ugly duckling
to call me his princess even though I'm nothing like one

he loves me unconditionally
he loves me more than i can ever loved him
he loves me even when he knows i am with another man
that first man can never b my ex
cos his blood runs through my vein
he will live forever in my heart.

It's been two years now..
Missing u much..
Love u Baba <3

Written on the 29/08/13


Tuesday, August 25, 2015

Miles: the Traveling Beruang

Hi! my name is Miles,
short for Miles Budak Brown, the traveling beruang
I shall be accompanying myumy every time she goes traveling to see the world on behalf of all the children with cancer.
This is my mission:
I am the bearer of a little child's dream to travel the world. As he/ she has cancer, so I travel in his/ her place. Would you be my traveling companion as we realize this child's dream?
May our adventures bring meaning to others...
Let's be the best of friends.


Monday, August 24, 2015

mamai punya cerita

i was diagnosed with Tendonsomethingsomethinglitis. which in ordinary term simply means tendon tear on my right shoulder caused by repetitive shoulder motion blahblahblah... the doctor explained.

oklah senang cerita... coz i play golf five days a week, that's why. -.-

 it's been almost 3 months now since the start of Ramadhan.

last week i went to the specialist and they gave a jab on my shoulder. i hate needles but the jab is suppose to make me pain free...so i agreed to it.

actually that's not what the post all about, it's what happened slightly before and after the jab.

so a few days before my appointment with the specialist, my Event Manager(EM) WhatsApp me if i was interested to take a job.
my first impression of the date was it's on that weekend Sunday.

the Jab was scheduled on the 20/8/2015, apart from i was feeling numb on my  right arm, i also felt drowsy and sleepy... so i slept through...

when i woke up the next day (Friday) sometime after noon i checked my phone and thought, arghhh!!!! i forgot to confirm with my EM about the job and that it's not on Sunday as i initially thought but on that very Friday itself!

notice that i type 21/9 instead of 21/8, a minute later
when i scrolled through again and saw she mentioned 21/11
now, that even got me confused

then for some reason later that evening i just realized that i didn't even get the current month right to begin with!

i still feel pain in my shoulder but not as bad but it has probably migrated to my elbow now... sadly, hopefully temporarily, the doctor said i can't  play golf for the next 6 weeks. Haishhhhh...... :'(

partially handicapped,

Padded pop: from xs to XL and back.

i inherited Baba's body frame whom in turn inherited my Nene's body frame whom i have no clue who'd she inherited her petite body frame from for obvious reason i've never met my great grandparents so i wouldn't know, ie... i don't get fat or rather would and should never get fat... but...see the shadow in the pix?  even the shadow about a year ago says that i've gone nicely padded all around!

the shadow says it all >.<
if anyone should take the responsibility of blame, it's kak Mimi, she fattens me up with her Lauk Jawa everyday! yeah i love her to bits but yeah totally blame her for my padded frame. d(^0^)b

have u ever realize that the last people to notice that u've gain some kilos are the closest to u and the people whom you seldom see are the ones to notice?
in my case obviously, i noticed (since early 2014) when  i can hardly fit into my jeans, the buttons on my work shirts were popping, i've always need to suck in my tummy when i wear my tight fitted tops, my XS size golf skirt slowly turned Small, after which i had to make do with Medium then L and to my horror quickly after that i had to feel comfortable in XL!! one good thing came out of it was that i didn't have to wear padded bras or even push up bras...they just ballooning blossom naturally @-@

going shopping with myubby becomes very uncomfortable when he insisted that he'd helped me look for the sizes. so i'll take the L/XL and let him look for the S/ M sizes for me to try on...hahahah...
u can run u can hide but the shadow will always find u

myubby whom i see everyday of course has been hinting for awhile but i just brush it off with."am i  not more 'cuddleble' now?  i was of course  in denial and he was just too smart to counter that.

then one day, myFIL whom i see everyday casually said in front of myubby "DIL, u've put on kilos!" i was stunned that he noticed and myubby was like" see Bah also notices". i was horriFAT!

a couple weeks later myMIL, whom i  also see everyday pointed out loud "U've gained quite some kilos haven't u DIL!" i almost bolted out the window at that very moment if i wasn't too padded up to squeeze through it.b(>.<)b

late November 2014, we were invited to a wedding. an excellent excuse for me to find a new dress, i said.   browsing through the sizes of one particular design, cutting and the material i  was confident i would at least fit into the L size but, no matter how much i sucked in and hold me breath in, L size was just a mission impossible. so i walked out the shop with head bow low, cheeks so red that i don't even remember putting any  blusher on when i left home that day,  eyes fixed on the floor  with the XL size dress in my hand -__________-

browsing through the photos of the wedding later, almost gave me one heart attack to another was the turning point.. 
realizing that my thighs say hello to each other and start a conversation every steps that i take, that i was huffing and puffing taking one flight of staircase up to and from my bedroom, myubby cheekily reminds me to tilt my head up so not to show my double chin was just way too much.

so i told myself enough is enough
after hours of online  research for the best diet programs; almost bought myself those online 'Best Diet Program" that is on offer for just one day only. after consulting with  New Atkins New You book that i bought for charity from my SIL's office.
I made a new years resolution that i would go on Atkin's diet starting on the first of Jan 2015 at 62kg. 
62!!!!?? haihh...

starting diligently with the 2 weeks Intro program  followed by phase two soon after that. i am well into my 8th month on Atkins now and am comfortably maintaining my 50kg and back at wearing my size S Shirts, Skirts, Shorts and dresseS.

SkinnySunny signing off. :D

Friday, August 21, 2015

Part of u...

losing one's parent(s) is like losing a piece of u...
b4 this...
u assume u know how it feels losing one's parent(s)
u tell people to bersabar
u tell people to Redha
until u experience it urself.
no words of condolences could actually replace that missing pieces.
u believe ur parents live forever
despite them being in pain
u still believe that they'll always b there for u
Yes they do, they r a part of u
part of who u are
their blood runs thru ur body
they live forever in ur heart
believe that everything happens for a reason n Allah knows best.
edited 2/9/13

Slamming vs. Poking

yeah this is so true even though this might in somehow reveal that i belong to that phone slamming era but

yeah owh welll...but yeah i do miss it d(^0^)b




berabuk, bersawang ini rumah!!!
where is the feather duster?
where is the vacuum cleaner?
where is the window cleaner?
where is everything?
my, my, i miss u little house..
 i'll come back, clean u,  brighten u up and fill u in again..

ahuh...I'LL BE BACK!



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