Sunday, September 25, 2005
Amri's Concert Day - Part II
So we went to the concert, Adam included. Now I realised what I should do. I should have invested in a kindy and have concert every month. Those cute little angels were amazing. Even Amri looked kinda cute. I took my hat (or tudung) off to the teachers. It sure was a hard work to train those hyper kids. Amazing how Amri's teacher managed to get him to follow the instruction.
Amri's concert day
Goodness.....Amri was supposed to be at his kindy by 7.15am for his concert. Adooiii....we really are a family of non morning person. Our day started at 9.00am the earliest. Why did the teachers need the kids to be there at this ungodly hour. Kelana Jaya was only 15 minutes away. Even bibik has not cooked any breakfast yet. Not that Amri could stomach anything that early anyway.
Well.....we did manage to send him by 7.10am and the gate was not even opened yet. But a handful of kids and two teachers were already there so we left Amri under their care and proceeded to eat breakfast at mamak's place.
This is Amri inside the car, dressed in his concert costume but only half awake.
Well.....we did manage to send him by 7.10am and the gate was not even opened yet. But a handful of kids and two teachers were already there so we left Amri under their care and proceeded to eat breakfast at mamak's place.
This is Amri inside the car, dressed in his concert costume but only half awake.
Saturday, September 24, 2005
Hi Haziq
We managed to reach Kuantan safely amids the very heavy rain all the way. Reached Pantai Balok allright but got a bit lost looking for Adik's house. It all looked the same in the heavy rain. Turned out, Ummi, Gie and his family were there as well. Ummi must have either missed her latest cucu terribly or simply doing her spotcheck on Adik. Amri was happy to see his cousin Ikhwan whom he seemed to occasionally called Irfan. Irfan was Intan's son whom we planned to see in Kemaman but unfortunately has to be cancelled. Amri was forever getting these two fellas mixed up.
Well...finally managed to meet my latest handsome nephew, Haziq Mikhail.
Adam was ecstatic, which prompted others to hint at me. Sorry guys....I definitely had no plan to bake any cute little muffin this year. Or next year. Hint to me again the year after, coz I may have second thought.
Thought that the two boys would love a dip at Pantai Balok, which is practically just behind Adik's place. Unfortunately, it was a time of low tide so the beach looked very ugly and very far away. Luckily none of the boys were too gung ho about going swimming this time.
Well...finally managed to meet my latest handsome nephew, Haziq Mikhail.
Adam was ecstatic, which prompted others to hint at me. Sorry guys....I definitely had no plan to bake any cute little muffin this year. Or next year. Hint to me again the year after, coz I may have second thought.Thought that the two boys would love a dip at Pantai Balok, which is practically just behind Adik's place. Unfortunately, it was a time of low tide so the beach looked very ugly and very far away. Luckily none of the boys were too gung ho about going swimming this time.
Friday, September 23, 2005
Out of town
After weeks of mundane work and school, day in day out, finally the boys and I managed to squeeze in a break. This afternoon, we'll be going to visit my newborn nephew at Kuantan. Well.....truth is the nephew is already two months old. Somehow, we did not manage to visit him during the first two months of his life. *sigh* guilty as charged, your honour...
However, this will be a short trip because Amri will be having his annual school concert on Sunday morning. So, we have to be back before that. And speaking of concert.....teacher Rosma said this morning that Amri's costume is not yet ready. Gee.....then when an I supposed to collect the costume?
Sorry to Intan of Kemaman because the boys and i will not be able to drop by at your place. We are already cutting it fine as it is. And hubby reasoned that he and your hubby (Arip) already met a few days ago so they already did their catching up. Duh! Lotsa hugs to Irfan and the girls okay and hope you all enjoyed Irfan's school concert. I promise to drop by during raya trip, Insyaallah and bring as many books as possible to make up for this.
Now...what do you buy as present for a two months old baby? The one I have look more suited to a two days old infant. And to the new mom.....breastpump? Parenting mags?
Hahahaha...spoken like I really have a few hours to shop.
However, this will be a short trip because Amri will be having his annual school concert on Sunday morning. So, we have to be back before that. And speaking of concert.....teacher Rosma said this morning that Amri's costume is not yet ready. Gee.....then when an I supposed to collect the costume?
Sorry to Intan of Kemaman because the boys and i will not be able to drop by at your place. We are already cutting it fine as it is. And hubby reasoned that he and your hubby (Arip) already met a few days ago so they already did their catching up. Duh! Lotsa hugs to Irfan and the girls okay and hope you all enjoyed Irfan's school concert. I promise to drop by during raya trip, Insyaallah and bring as many books as possible to make up for this.
Now...what do you buy as present for a two months old baby? The one I have look more suited to a two days old infant. And to the new mom.....breastpump? Parenting mags?
Hahahaha...spoken like I really have a few hours to shop.
Thursday, September 08, 2005
Full house till Sunday
I have a full house again. Cheers!!!! Its been quite sometime since I had guests. Except Kak Cik, Ajoe and Nan of course, but they did not count as house guests. They are....hmmmm...sort of permanent resident. Except that, they did not take up full time residence. Whatever lah...point is, they come and go as they like.
Well.....back to the full house. We have Che' Non, Hisham and Nazri (plus a friend) all the way from Terengganu. Che' Non is Ummi's sister. She lost her only daughter due to a road accident sometime in 2002 and her husband two months later, due to post kidney surgery complication. She was devastated but the whole family rallied up to her, giving strong support. Che' Non is pretty strong herself, putting up brave front for the sake of her other kids, learning to be a breadwinner after being a housewife all her married life. For that, I respected her.
It's good to have Che' Non back to our house again. This time for a merry cause. It's Nazri's convocation day this coming Saturday. Che' Non must have been very proud and a wee bit nostalgic. Afterall, the time we sent Nazri off to UiTM, the late Ayah Ngah was still around, teasing me to no end about my temperamental red Satria. This time, only Che' Non is around to see Nazri receiving his much deserved scroll, though duly escorted by Hisham.
Che' Non has been through a lot. She deserves to be happy now.
Well.....back to the full house. We have Che' Non, Hisham and Nazri (plus a friend) all the way from Terengganu. Che' Non is Ummi's sister. She lost her only daughter due to a road accident sometime in 2002 and her husband two months later, due to post kidney surgery complication. She was devastated but the whole family rallied up to her, giving strong support. Che' Non is pretty strong herself, putting up brave front for the sake of her other kids, learning to be a breadwinner after being a housewife all her married life. For that, I respected her.
It's good to have Che' Non back to our house again. This time for a merry cause. It's Nazri's convocation day this coming Saturday. Che' Non must have been very proud and a wee bit nostalgic. Afterall, the time we sent Nazri off to UiTM, the late Ayah Ngah was still around, teasing me to no end about my temperamental red Satria. This time, only Che' Non is around to see Nazri receiving his much deserved scroll, though duly escorted by Hisham.
Che' Non has been through a lot. She deserves to be happy now.
Tuesday, September 06, 2005
Lata Bayu
Just imagine the ice cold water, the lovely big green trees, the sound of waterfall and birds chirping away merrily.....
Warming up. The boys, who were more familiar with swimming pool, were rather overwhelmed by the big river.
Let us go together...
The floaty was abandoned
Ibu....fish!!!!!!!!
Having fun!
Bukit Merah Laketown
I went through the photos in my camera and noticed that I did not have much. Hmmph! It sort of difficult to remember without the photos with my limited memory capacity. And not that easy to retell the holiday as bedtime stories to Amri (and Adam if he can sit still). Amri did not fancy the usual bedtime stories or books. He insist on real life story, with him as the hero. So naturally, photos serve as story book with the story teller reliving the story of trips, cousins, grandparents, aunties and uncles. And sometimes the kindy story, which are fully made up since hubby and I are not quite sure the going ons there.
Wellll....have to make do with what I managed to capture
On the boat ride to visit Orang Utan Island. Managed to wrestle Adam into the life jacket for a few minutes then off it went. Amri meanwhile was fascinated with the safety wistle.
The oldest urang utan at the island. Amri was convinced that this particular orang utan was actually one of his friend
Fish feeding at orang utan island
Back from orang utan island and landed at Ecopark. Lotsa animals to see but Adam was dead tired. So we skip the walk and went to skycycle instead.
Adam feasting on ice cream beside the duck pond
The boys crashed out. Amri loved the sofabed and wanted one in his bedroom.
No pictures at all for our time at waterpark. The cameraman, i.e yours truly were too busy enjoying and splashing herself silly to bother with camera. If fact, I did not even bring the camera to the waterpark. Which i kind of regret a bit now. No photos of our paddleboat trip too...that one was fun!
The waterpark was the first that we hit shortly after we checked in and remained there for the rest of the afternoon. The kids loved the place. I enjoyed it too though the scatterbrain me forgot to bring towels. Don't ask how we managed :)
Wellll....have to make do with what I managed to capture
On the boat ride to visit Orang Utan Island. Managed to wrestle Adam into the life jacket for a few minutes then off it went. Amri meanwhile was fascinated with the safety wistle. The oldest urang utan at the island. Amri was convinced that this particular orang utan was actually one of his friend Fish feeding at orang utan islandBack from orang utan island and landed at Ecopark. Lotsa animals to see but Adam was dead tired. So we skip the walk and went to skycycle instead.
Adam feasting on ice cream beside the duck pond The boys crashed out. Amri loved the sofabed and wanted one in his bedroom.No pictures at all for our time at waterpark. The cameraman, i.e yours truly were too busy enjoying and splashing herself silly to bother with camera. If fact, I did not even bring the camera to the waterpark. Which i kind of regret a bit now. No photos of our paddleboat trip too...that one was fun!
The waterpark was the first that we hit shortly after we checked in and remained there for the rest of the afternoon. The kids loved the place. I enjoyed it too though the scatterbrain me forgot to bring towels. Don't ask how we managed :)
Sunday, September 04, 2005
A mind well rested
I'm back!!!
It was a good trip. We were back at Kedah visiting my parents and grandmother. Felt like being away for years. Mak was recovering well and has resumed most of her usual activities. She is still under 'pantang' though and has to stay away from seafood, chicken and lamb. But it did not stop her from cooking Abah's fav - sambal tumis udang plus petai, almost everyday.
Tok however was a different story. She was getting from bad to worse and lately, became bedridden. It was sad to see the once very active person being confined to her bed and needed help to even get to the bathroom. Knowing her, being immobile was the most difficult thing in the world. She is the kind of person who prepared her coffee from scratch, i.e from picking the coffee beans from their trees to the steaming hot cuppa.
I wished we could do something, like looking for another doctor, specialist or even traditional medicine. But then, like Abah said, every way I could think of, and more, were already tried or at least been considered by Abah and PakCik Tajol. Her age, being 80++ was no help, the risk were high.
We managed to squeeze in a short stay at Bukit Merah Laketown and the kids were really thrilled. Days of chasing after two excited boys really did me good, physically and mentally.
Thanks a million to dear hubby for the trip :)
It was a good trip. We were back at Kedah visiting my parents and grandmother. Felt like being away for years. Mak was recovering well and has resumed most of her usual activities. She is still under 'pantang' though and has to stay away from seafood, chicken and lamb. But it did not stop her from cooking Abah's fav - sambal tumis udang plus petai, almost everyday.
Tok however was a different story. She was getting from bad to worse and lately, became bedridden. It was sad to see the once very active person being confined to her bed and needed help to even get to the bathroom. Knowing her, being immobile was the most difficult thing in the world. She is the kind of person who prepared her coffee from scratch, i.e from picking the coffee beans from their trees to the steaming hot cuppa.
I wished we could do something, like looking for another doctor, specialist or even traditional medicine. But then, like Abah said, every way I could think of, and more, were already tried or at least been considered by Abah and PakCik Tajol. Her age, being 80++ was no help, the risk were high.
We managed to squeeze in a short stay at Bukit Merah Laketown and the kids were really thrilled. Days of chasing after two excited boys really did me good, physically and mentally.
Thanks a million to dear hubby for the trip :)
Monday, August 22, 2005
Independence - another definition
Is being able to be happy when things didn't go exactly as you plan them, the weekend gateaway you so much look forward to do not materialise, the people you were counting on to spend some time together has better things to do, the shop does not have the shoes in the colour you want, the hotel can't hold your booking until midnight and worse still, you can't get a good night sleep.
Do the next best thing in the world.....buy a new book!
Do the next best thing in the world.....buy a new book!
Tuesday, August 16, 2005
When I grow up....
Amri and I always played this game, I would ask him what he wanted to be when he grow up and he would give me answers ranging from a pilot to a lawn mower. It depended on what's 'in' for that day. Some day it could be 'Amri want to be Mr Incredible and fight all the bad guys'. Or some other day 'Amri want to work like Ayah, then buy a car like Ayah and drive myself to school'. Ni kes merajuk dengan Ibu.
A few days ago, I asked him again, expecting a Spiderman or Power Ranger wannabe (after days of staying indoor and watching tv round the clock). Was I wrong. He said instead, he did not want to grow up. So I asked why. Amri said he wanted to stay with Ibu and Ayah. He did not want to move to his own house. He didn't even want his own car. He just wanted to go to kindy in the morning then played all afternoon. And wait for Ibu to drive him around in the evening.
Oh my.... I dunno whether to laugh or to cry
A few days ago, I asked him again, expecting a Spiderman or Power Ranger wannabe (after days of staying indoor and watching tv round the clock). Was I wrong. He said instead, he did not want to grow up. So I asked why. Amri said he wanted to stay with Ibu and Ayah. He did not want to move to his own house. He didn't even want his own car. He just wanted to go to kindy in the morning then played all afternoon. And wait for Ibu to drive him around in the evening.
Oh my.... I dunno whether to laugh or to cry
Friday, August 12, 2005
To stay or to flee
As at 11.00 am today, the API for Shah Alam was 412...the highest in the country and I wanna flee right now. Preferably to Kedah or Terengganu. Only that I could not....
Despite the official circular , eMBA6 class is still on. Great! Just great!!!!!!!!! We'll just hang around and breath smoke for a couple more days. And buy more toys for the boys. I think I'll need new toys myself, or books.
Despite the official circular , eMBA6 class is still on. Great! Just great!!!!!!!!! We'll just hang around and breath smoke for a couple more days. And buy more toys for the boys. I think I'll need new toys myself, or books.
Thursday, August 11, 2005
Alhamdulillah.... I am healthy
Despite the thick haze, that is. As if Allah is allowing me to compensate my long sick leave last month. The rest of the staff are either on sick leave or have gone somewhere else to escape the haze. One go as far as China....gee :)
Very well, I am manning the office alone, accompanied by a bunch of loyal YM friends. Thanks gals!
Pray to Allah that I'll continue as healthy as can be to see my family and office through the next few hazy days. Also for abundance of ideas to keep two agitated boys indoor.
Very well, I am manning the office alone, accompanied by a bunch of loyal YM friends. Thanks gals!
Pray to Allah that I'll continue as healthy as can be to see my family and office through the next few hazy days. Also for abundance of ideas to keep two agitated boys indoor.
Wednesday, August 10, 2005
It's raining
Thank God for the heavy rain. I can now make out the outline of Proton COE from my window. It will need more rain to wash out the thick haze but this is good enough for now. Too much of rain then I'll have to swim home.
I spent days worrying about little Adam, what with his bronchitis problem and runny nose. Amri will be okay, he has grown out of whatever respiratory problems the kids nowadays have. But Adam has to be kept indoor. To keep Adam indoor means that I have to keep Amri indoor as well. So... I finally succumbed to his long standing request of power rangers vcd :) Once this haze episode is over, I'll have to think up of ways to unglue my kids from tv.
I spent days worrying about little Adam, what with his bronchitis problem and runny nose. Amri will be okay, he has grown out of whatever respiratory problems the kids nowadays have. But Adam has to be kept indoor. To keep Adam indoor means that I have to keep Amri indoor as well. So... I finally succumbed to his long standing request of power rangers vcd :) Once this haze episode is over, I'll have to think up of ways to unglue my kids from tv.
Thursday, August 04, 2005
Externalzone Cherating Trip
Why Cherating? Been there before and not been able to swim. But it is a pretty place, great seafood and slow pace life. And if it meant meeting good old friends....I'm all for it. So x-zoners, pack up and lets go!
Let me rephrase ...pack up and let's go as soon as you all decided on the date :)
Note for non x-zoners friends : Somebody from my old coursemate at UiTM group badly needed a break but do not feel like going alone for holiday. So here we are, all sympathetic and ready for another holiday in a blink.
Let me rephrase ...pack up and let's go as soon as you all decided on the date :)
Note for non x-zoners friends : Somebody from my old coursemate at UiTM group badly needed a break but do not feel like going alone for holiday. So here we are, all sympathetic and ready for another holiday in a blink.
Tuesday, August 02, 2005
Damn hazy, fine day
The day was not even halfway over but I was already RM370 poorer, due to my generous donation to MBSA. Double parked my car illegally beside Bangunan Umno Selangor and by the time the snail pace BCB staff finished processing my paperwork, my car was towed away. Oh dear.... I thought the bad haze would be able to camouflage my dusty old car. It was the same colour by the way.
Called Brian, my partner-in-crime, to give me a ride since hubby was away (again). Only that, being chauffered in flashy S-Class, escorted by Brian who looked more like a rich playboy than a company director, would only guaranteed me one thing....that I'd be denied all form of discount on the fine.
Damn the MBSA! Damn the Bangunan Umno developer, should have built a less creepy underground parking so that I wouldn't shy away from legal parking! The company better reimburse back my fine, otherwise...that was my mega sale carnival-provision-for-new-shoes gone with the wind.
Aiyooooh....this haze was choking me. I looked out of my office window and for a while thought we were engulfed in smoke.
Called Brian, my partner-in-crime, to give me a ride since hubby was away (again). Only that, being chauffered in flashy S-Class, escorted by Brian who looked more like a rich playboy than a company director, would only guaranteed me one thing....that I'd be denied all form of discount on the fine.
Damn the MBSA! Damn the Bangunan Umno developer, should have built a less creepy underground parking so that I wouldn't shy away from legal parking! The company better reimburse back my fine, otherwise...that was my mega sale carnival-provision-for-new-shoes gone with the wind.
Aiyooooh....this haze was choking me. I looked out of my office window and for a while thought we were engulfed in smoke.
Friday, July 29, 2005
*Sigh*...parent teacher meeting again..
It was report card signing day again. But there was a lot of difference today because my knight in shining armour (or shining buckle)aka dear hubby was with me.*grin*
Teacher Rosma showed us Amri's school works, which of course were graded a variation of Cs throughout. Not that I cared too much about it. Amri can stay another half year being illiterate and as silly as he wants to. But come next year, both Amri and I would have to be more academic oriented or else he would not survive in government school.
Then we spent another few minutes listening to teacher Rosma narration of Amri being too talkative and playful for his own good and more often than not ended up doing his work at teacher's table. Fortunately for him, teacher Rosma did not have the heart to reprimand him, due to his innocent (?) look.
Nothing was mentioned about the undone homework. And teacher Rosma assured us that Amri was happy, was not pressured and enjoyed playing with his classmates.
Very well then, maybe I managed to get my point across...that my 4 1/2 year old is too young for homework...after preaching about it every single chance I had. Or maybe it was the intimidating presence of my bodyguard...heheheh
p/s: my apologise to the parents of Amri's classmates whom he may have become, err..'negative influence' :)
Teacher Rosma showed us Amri's school works, which of course were graded a variation of Cs throughout. Not that I cared too much about it. Amri can stay another half year being illiterate and as silly as he wants to. But come next year, both Amri and I would have to be more academic oriented or else he would not survive in government school.
Then we spent another few minutes listening to teacher Rosma narration of Amri being too talkative and playful for his own good and more often than not ended up doing his work at teacher's table. Fortunately for him, teacher Rosma did not have the heart to reprimand him, due to his innocent (?) look.
Nothing was mentioned about the undone homework. And teacher Rosma assured us that Amri was happy, was not pressured and enjoyed playing with his classmates.
Very well then, maybe I managed to get my point across...that my 4 1/2 year old is too young for homework...after preaching about it every single chance I had. Or maybe it was the intimidating presence of my bodyguard...heheheh
p/s: my apologise to the parents of Amri's classmates whom he may have become, err..'negative influence' :)
Thursday, July 28, 2005
Amri, Adam & Cousins
With their all time favourite person - Tok Ki
Adam with Nadia, whom is 2 months older
The kids with one of their many games - shooting the 'boh-boh'
Adam attempting to 'panjat tiang'
My fav niece, Syawani and her bro, Alif
My cutie pie little niece, Nadia, who can still wear her last year baju raya
Adam, the little explorer who wants to try everything, especially with Ibu too sick to argue
Still can't get the hang of it
Jalan jalan cari makan
School donation
This morning at a shop near my house, I came across a neighbour who was busy soliciting donation from the shop owner. Turned out, she was collecting donation on behalf of her daughter. The daughter (and all of her schoolmates) was given a booklet whereby generous hearts would sign and donate any appropriate sum. The purpose was to give the school walls a new coat of paint.
Well...I'm all for a good looking school walls. But I'd like to differ on the method of sourcing for fund. How would the school principal expect a little girl to go around soliciting fund? From whom? Knocking neighbours door? Can't there be a better way to raise the needed 40k fund other than begging from people? What sort of value we're teaching our young ones. To beg? Or subsidy mentality revisited.
What about having a jumble sale or school concert for a change. Put the price of the ticket ridiculously high by all means. Just make sure to state clearly where the proceed will go
I gave my donation to the mother, more so to spare her the trouble of going around asking for donation while she should be in her office doing more productive things. The time will come when Amri would be in school and been instructed to raise money for school project. I think I'll just sign all the column in the donation booklet myself and pretend to donate RM2 each. Ha!
Now I need to have a word with Kak Cik the school teacher
Well...I'm all for a good looking school walls. But I'd like to differ on the method of sourcing for fund. How would the school principal expect a little girl to go around soliciting fund? From whom? Knocking neighbours door? Can't there be a better way to raise the needed 40k fund other than begging from people? What sort of value we're teaching our young ones. To beg? Or subsidy mentality revisited.
What about having a jumble sale or school concert for a change. Put the price of the ticket ridiculously high by all means. Just make sure to state clearly where the proceed will go
I gave my donation to the mother, more so to spare her the trouble of going around asking for donation while she should be in her office doing more productive things. The time will come when Amri would be in school and been instructed to raise money for school project. I think I'll just sign all the column in the donation booklet myself and pretend to donate RM2 each. Ha!
Now I need to have a word with Kak Cik the school teacher
Friday, July 22, 2005
Harry Porter and Half Blood Prince
Oh my........why did Dumbledore has to die :(
Now I will have to wait for book 7 to find out whether Dumbledore really was dead or somehow he managed to conjure up a phoenix trick to get out of the situation.
Now I will have to wait for book 7 to find out whether Dumbledore really was dead or somehow he managed to conjure up a phoenix trick to get out of the situation.
Thursday, July 21, 2005
Harry Porter & Batman - The Similarities
Both have witnessed the deaths of their parents.
Harry as an infant in his home.
Bruce as a young child outside an opera house.
Both are incredibly wealthy.
Harry's parents left him a vault of their savings.
Bruce's parents left him bonds.
Both have impressive means of transportation.
Harry's broomstick.
Bruce's batmobile.
Both fight against the forces of evil.
Harry vs. Voldemort and his deatheaters.
Batman vs. the corrupt of Gotham.
Both have wise old mentors.
Harry has Dumbledore.
Bruce has Alfred.
Both have corrupt governments.
Harry & the Ministry of Magic (as it stands under Fudge).
Bruce & Gotham City.
Both have recognizable trademarks.
Harry's lightning bolt.
Bruce's bat silhouette.
Both have two sidekicks, one girl and one guy.
Ron and Hermione.
Robin and Batgirl.
Both have learned to overcome their greatest fears.
Harry faces dementors several times.
Bruce has become batman.
Both want to follow the footsteps of his father.
Harry looks up to James and wants to be a member of the Order just like his dad.
Bruce looks up to his father, who used his wealth to try to make Gotham a better place.
Actor Gary Oldman is in both movies.
He plays Sirius Black in the Harry Potter movies.
He plays Jim Gordon in Batman Begins.
Thanks to Nicole and Danielle from www.mugglenet.com
Harry as an infant in his home.
Bruce as a young child outside an opera house.
Both are incredibly wealthy.
Harry's parents left him a vault of their savings.
Bruce's parents left him bonds.
Both have impressive means of transportation.
Harry's broomstick.
Bruce's batmobile.
Both fight against the forces of evil.
Harry vs. Voldemort and his deatheaters.
Batman vs. the corrupt of Gotham.
Both have wise old mentors.
Harry has Dumbledore.
Bruce has Alfred.
Both have corrupt governments.
Harry & the Ministry of Magic (as it stands under Fudge).
Bruce & Gotham City.
Both have recognizable trademarks.
Harry's lightning bolt.
Bruce's bat silhouette.
Both have two sidekicks, one girl and one guy.
Ron and Hermione.
Robin and Batgirl.
Both have learned to overcome their greatest fears.
Harry faces dementors several times.
Bruce has become batman.
Both want to follow the footsteps of his father.
Harry looks up to James and wants to be a member of the Order just like his dad.
Bruce looks up to his father, who used his wealth to try to make Gotham a better place.
Actor Gary Oldman is in both movies.
He plays Sirius Black in the Harry Potter movies.
He plays Jim Gordon in Batman Begins.
Thanks to Nicole and Danielle from www.mugglenet.com
Wednesday, July 20, 2005
We were back home
Back to Shah Alam. All in all, we were pretty much a whole lot better than the day we arrived at Mie's doorstep last Friday. Adam and I were as good as new. Amri, well....almost. As usual he sported new scratches and bruises but no longer wheezing his breath out. Hubby was happy with his newly acquired fishing boat. Adam was having extraordinary appetite which I suspect was the side effect from his medication. But then he was off the presciptions for two days and the big appetite was still there. Could be this cheeky little troublemaker has turned into an eating machine or experiencing a growth spurt.
Monday, July 18, 2005
Baby on the way
Now that I was back on my feet, I couldn't help but wished Adik's baby would hurry up and pop out soon. I so wanted to see her newborn baby before we went back home tomorrow. As it is....the baby decided that I was not important enough to make early show. Very well, guessed I would have to make another trip to Kuantan to see the baby in a month time.
This sure was an unusual balik kampung trip. No visits to relatives houses, except for Che Non's house. No trips to beach, waterfall, pasar payang or our usual eating binge of deep fried seafood by the seaside near the airport. Hubby managed to squeeze in one meeting at Setiu in between his usual rushing around.
This sure was an unusual balik kampung trip. No visits to relatives houses, except for Che Non's house. No trips to beach, waterfall, pasar payang or our usual eating binge of deep fried seafood by the seaside near the airport. Hubby managed to squeeze in one meeting at Setiu in between his usual rushing around.
Sunday, July 17, 2005
Book deprived
I was feeling well enough to start getting restless. Hubby must have decided not to bring my books and laptop for obvious reason, so that I could have a good long sleep. It worked well I guess but since I no longer has fever to deal with and my voice was too raspy to talk, not to mention the fit of coughing that would seized me if I were to speak in long sentence, pretty soon I was bored out of my skull.
Hubby very kindly drove me to one of KT's bookstore so that I could pick up something to occupy my time. Thank goodness, the shop did have a good selection of books. I was kind of afraid that I would find shelves after shelves of hopelessly romantic love story with a million spelling errors in it. Also the fact that I was feeling the least romantic at the moment.
I wish I had the latest Harry Porter with me.
Hubby very kindly drove me to one of KT's bookstore so that I could pick up something to occupy my time. Thank goodness, the shop did have a good selection of books. I was kind of afraid that I would find shelves after shelves of hopelessly romantic love story with a million spelling errors in it. Also the fact that I was feeling the least romantic at the moment.
I wish I had the latest Harry Porter with me.
Saturday, July 16, 2005
We were at Losong Dato Amar
There was no better place to nurse your sick self back to health than here. I woke up at Losong to my favourite Terengganu breakfast, only that I was not in feasting mood. Adam and Amri were well fed and taken care of. All I needed to do was put my feet up and rest. Oh..and gulped down my long list of pills that supposed to get me back on my feet in no time.
I knew the fresh air here would do us good and despite the all day rain, I noticed Adam no longer has runny nose. I couldn't help but marvel at what the combination of fresh air and lotsa TLC could do to one.
Amri on the other hand, would be difficult to get well on any account. The temptation of wide open space to roam (came rain or shine) plus the unexpected arrival of durians (heaps of them) were too much for him.
Cu Nan smsed saying that my latest Harry Porter book has arrived. Well, well, well......he sure knew to hit where it hurt most. Despite being sick, I did attempted...though in vain, to call MPH and beg them for my book yesterday :)
Gosh....I must have sounded pretty desperate that time, not unlike a dying old lady on her deathbed. Harry Porter has to wait then....
I knew the fresh air here would do us good and despite the all day rain, I noticed Adam no longer has runny nose. I couldn't help but marvel at what the combination of fresh air and lotsa TLC could do to one.
Amri on the other hand, would be difficult to get well on any account. The temptation of wide open space to roam (came rain or shine) plus the unexpected arrival of durians (heaps of them) were too much for him.
Cu Nan smsed saying that my latest Harry Porter book has arrived. Well, well, well......he sure knew to hit where it hurt most. Despite being sick, I did attempted...though in vain, to call MPH and beg them for my book yesterday :)
Gosh....I must have sounded pretty desperate that time, not unlike a dying old lady on her deathbed. Harry Porter has to wait then....
Friday, July 15, 2005
Rest and recuperate
My idea of recuperate was to pack the bags and headed up East Coast to Ummi's place. Well...when you were sick and have one not quite well toddler and one beginning to get sick kiddo in your hand, what better option you have anyway. For once, I was content to sit back and let hubby managed the packing fiasco and only interrupted once, that was to add in Adam's favourite ball. Add off we go on drizzly Friday afternoon. The kids, being heavily drugged, slept most of the journey.
Wednesday, July 13, 2005
Adam @ Hospital
Day 1 - 30th June 2005
Following a mom’s instinct that kept feeling something was very wrong with Adam, I brought him to SMC on Thursday afternoon. That was, after he vomited first, all over me when I carried him and second, all over his car seat when I tried to strapped him in. Well…we went without his seat then and though I drove with uneasy feeling….Adam was sitting, thankfully, perfectly still all the way.
We jumped queue at pead office due to his high temperature and was given a nebuliser immediately. True enough, Adam was diagnosed with brochitis and croup. That explained his weird barking cough last night.
Thank goodness, hubby arrived just in time to help me with admission process. Looks like it was peak period of the year since the staff informed hubby that the only single room available was still in the process of being made up since its occupants was just discharged an hour ago. They offered us to camp in a double room first while waiting but luckily by the time we made our way to the ward, our room was ready, albeit without toilet paper, baby cot and hot drinking water yet.
Adam spent his first night at the hospital alternating between vomiting and drinking his milk. Somehow, his appetite for milk never wavered which I think I should be grateful. Otherwise he’d be very dehydrated. He was given two types of nebuliser, to be taken every four hours. Unlike Amri, Adam did not kick up much fuss during nebuliser but maybe because he was too sick to bother.
Day 2 - 01st July 2005
Adam still had high temperature but it was now in low grade fever category. Well…..lo grade or hi grade, the rule of thumb is, if the fever persist then the body is not responding to the antibiotic given. Somehow his pead continue with current antibiotic and add in another nebuliser. Adam continued to have fever all day long but seemed a bit happy and started checking out the many emergency bedside buttons. He refused all kind of food and only took milk at an alarming quatities and frequency. Hubby better arrived soon with Adam’s formula supply, preferably the largest can. Oppsss….my dear hubby was outstation.
Adam continued to vomit all over our room and soon we were on first name basis with the cleaners and hospital attendants. The problem was, once in a while Adam would vomit on himself or on me and we were fast running out of clothes. Hubby was still somewhere in Lumut. Though Cu Nan was at home playing nanny to Amri, I really did not feel like asking him to bring my clothes and umm……undergarments over.
By the time dear hubby arrived, I was on last scoop of formula, last piece of clothes for Adam and myself , only had one diaper left in the wardrobe and was starting to cook up Plan B whereby I would dash off to 7-11 across the road . Amri tagged along too and it cheered Adam up considerably. Suddenly the very lembik Adam was seen racing along the corridor with Amri.
Day 3 - 02nd July 2005
The fever has gone, much to our relieve. Adam was a lot more cheerful. His pead came in the morning and proclaimed that the croup and stridor has gone. There was still a bit of hoarseness but nothing to worry about. One nebuliser meant for larynx and paracetamol were taken off the list.
It was Saturday but then hubby had to go for registration at UiTM. Too bad then…I did not get relieved from my nurse duty. Amri stayed with me during the time hubby was gone for registration and not only it cheered up Adam, it made me happy as well. Amri was fun to be around, especially when he started getting worried about so many trivial things in the world. Somehow, this week was a spiderman week for him thus I had to listen to a million replays of spiderman from his own version.
The fever came back at night
Day 4 - 03rd July 2005
It was Sunday and hubby had a class to attend. Too bad then. I could use a break.
Adam’s pead came and prescribed a different antibiotic. And add back the paracetamol. Adam took them all without much fuss. Perhaps he reckons that if they did not sit well with him, he could simply vomit them all out.
Amri spent the day with us and brought his books as well. He attempted to write something but abandoned it midway for a more interesting activity of channel surfing the astro on our tiny tv. Since the best way to watch the tv was lying down on the bed…needless to say….I had to give up the bed ownership to him for the day. Since Amri was using my bed, Adam naturally wanted it too. Amazingly both of them managed to share it without any major squabbles. Only thing was, long after Amri had gone home, Adam still would not let go of my bed. At the end, we shared it for the night and I slept while listening to Adam wheezing away beside me, his body still warm to the touch and I felt so sorry for him.
Day 5 - 04th July 2005
I missed my office and mostly my email. I terribly missed blogging. Perhaps the hospital should consider giving internet access instead of astro. But I guess, if I were the one who was sick, my brain wouldn’t have much energy to go online. And unlike Intan, I still couldn’t figure out how to surf lying on my back. Watching tv would be more relaxing and wouldn’t put your brain into overdrive.
Adam went for his first chest physio this morning. It was not as traumatic as I imagined. We were done in no time and Adam promptly vomited after the session. But then, I guess the staff was so used to it that one of them expertly, with lightning speed, materialised with a basin to catch the vomit projectile. Not a drop on the bed. Very cool.
Adam must have felt considerably better after the physio coz he was running all over the lobby, waving his new baloon. The fever had dissappeared, hopefully for good. Adam was getting restless now that he was a lot healthier though still refusing food. However, his appetite for milk has gone skyrocketed that I was so glad when hubby showed up with big can of Enfagrow and big pack of diaper yesterday.
Day 6- 05th July 2005
Adam responded well to the new antibiotic. His neb was down to one for airways only but his pead added Actifed to the medicine list since Adam started to have runny nose again. Dear hubby had a day off today so I decided to visit my neglected office. It was showing signs of disintegration without my presence. Not that I was so important there but at the very least, I picked up phone calls myself instead of leaving it to voice mail.
Somehow I did not feel like the office needed much attention so I dashed off after the obligatory checking of emails, which has reached hundreds. Went home to change and picked up Amri then off we went to hospital again. Adam lighted up upon seeing Amri and proceeded to bicker with him about everything under the sun while hubby and I catched up with each other.
Day 7 - 06th July 2005
I was sick. I meant, literally. A week of sleepless night finally caught up with me. I was sniffling and coughing once in a while. Adam meanwhile, was a lot healthier thus had resumed his usual activities and temper tantrums. Giving nebuliser was no longer easy. Feeding his medicine was worse, ended up with his medicine sprayed up everywhere except in his cute little mouth. While my body was craving to lie down on the bed and watch tv, my pint size tornado was ready to play football outside. My only relieved was, Adam has not fully regained his soprano like voice thus his scream of wanting to play outside sound like a mere whimper to me.
Hubby got off work earlier to take turn with me and brought Amri along to liven up things. I went to rest and recuperate at office, of all places. Well…it was nearer than my house.
I went back to hospital just in time for dinner. Amri took one look at my dinner tray and exclaimed “Wow….this looks niceeeee!!!” then proceeded to clean my plate. Oh my……was I starving. Had to haul my sick self to the hospital café downstairs which actually provided a wide selection of good food.
After saying bye bye to Ayah & Amri at lift lobby, Adam refused to get inside the room. He continued to run around the ward, pausing every now and then to inspect every pictures on the wall and took a peek into other rooms. Then he met a couple of girls with baloons and off he went playing with them for hours while I waited on the side line, ready to collapse.
Day 8 - 07th July 2005
I woke up with fever burning and wanted more than anything to go back to deep slumber. But Adam was all wet, his diaper leaked horribly. And by the gallons of milk he consumed throughout the night, I was hardly surprised. Somehow I managed to give Adam a bath, dressed him up and let him gave himself the nebuliser. Funny how this pint size man sometimes could do things for himself but at other times seemed incapable of doing anything at all.
I was still in pyjamas when the doctor made his round and couldn’t care less. Looking good was the least of my concern today. Oh boy…was I so happy to see hubby’s face. He took Adam for his chest physio and left me to sleep my fever off.
Adam was discharged shortly afterwards but I was too sick to be happy. We went home with my medication as many as Adam.
Following a mom’s instinct that kept feeling something was very wrong with Adam, I brought him to SMC on Thursday afternoon. That was, after he vomited first, all over me when I carried him and second, all over his car seat when I tried to strapped him in. Well…we went without his seat then and though I drove with uneasy feeling….Adam was sitting, thankfully, perfectly still all the way.
We jumped queue at pead office due to his high temperature and was given a nebuliser immediately. True enough, Adam was diagnosed with brochitis and croup. That explained his weird barking cough last night.
Thank goodness, hubby arrived just in time to help me with admission process. Looks like it was peak period of the year since the staff informed hubby that the only single room available was still in the process of being made up since its occupants was just discharged an hour ago. They offered us to camp in a double room first while waiting but luckily by the time we made our way to the ward, our room was ready, albeit without toilet paper, baby cot and hot drinking water yet.
Adam spent his first night at the hospital alternating between vomiting and drinking his milk. Somehow, his appetite for milk never wavered which I think I should be grateful. Otherwise he’d be very dehydrated. He was given two types of nebuliser, to be taken every four hours. Unlike Amri, Adam did not kick up much fuss during nebuliser but maybe because he was too sick to bother.
Day 2 - 01st July 2005
Adam still had high temperature but it was now in low grade fever category. Well…..lo grade or hi grade, the rule of thumb is, if the fever persist then the body is not responding to the antibiotic given. Somehow his pead continue with current antibiotic and add in another nebuliser. Adam continued to have fever all day long but seemed a bit happy and started checking out the many emergency bedside buttons. He refused all kind of food and only took milk at an alarming quatities and frequency. Hubby better arrived soon with Adam’s formula supply, preferably the largest can. Oppsss….my dear hubby was outstation.
Adam continued to vomit all over our room and soon we were on first name basis with the cleaners and hospital attendants. The problem was, once in a while Adam would vomit on himself or on me and we were fast running out of clothes. Hubby was still somewhere in Lumut. Though Cu Nan was at home playing nanny to Amri, I really did not feel like asking him to bring my clothes and umm……undergarments over.
By the time dear hubby arrived, I was on last scoop of formula, last piece of clothes for Adam and myself , only had one diaper left in the wardrobe and was starting to cook up Plan B whereby I would dash off to 7-11 across the road . Amri tagged along too and it cheered Adam up considerably. Suddenly the very lembik Adam was seen racing along the corridor with Amri.
Day 3 - 02nd July 2005
The fever has gone, much to our relieve. Adam was a lot more cheerful. His pead came in the morning and proclaimed that the croup and stridor has gone. There was still a bit of hoarseness but nothing to worry about. One nebuliser meant for larynx and paracetamol were taken off the list.
It was Saturday but then hubby had to go for registration at UiTM. Too bad then…I did not get relieved from my nurse duty. Amri stayed with me during the time hubby was gone for registration and not only it cheered up Adam, it made me happy as well. Amri was fun to be around, especially when he started getting worried about so many trivial things in the world. Somehow, this week was a spiderman week for him thus I had to listen to a million replays of spiderman from his own version.
The fever came back at night
Day 4 - 03rd July 2005
It was Sunday and hubby had a class to attend. Too bad then. I could use a break.
Adam’s pead came and prescribed a different antibiotic. And add back the paracetamol. Adam took them all without much fuss. Perhaps he reckons that if they did not sit well with him, he could simply vomit them all out.
Amri spent the day with us and brought his books as well. He attempted to write something but abandoned it midway for a more interesting activity of channel surfing the astro on our tiny tv. Since the best way to watch the tv was lying down on the bed…needless to say….I had to give up the bed ownership to him for the day. Since Amri was using my bed, Adam naturally wanted it too. Amazingly both of them managed to share it without any major squabbles. Only thing was, long after Amri had gone home, Adam still would not let go of my bed. At the end, we shared it for the night and I slept while listening to Adam wheezing away beside me, his body still warm to the touch and I felt so sorry for him.
Day 5 - 04th July 2005
I missed my office and mostly my email. I terribly missed blogging. Perhaps the hospital should consider giving internet access instead of astro. But I guess, if I were the one who was sick, my brain wouldn’t have much energy to go online. And unlike Intan, I still couldn’t figure out how to surf lying on my back. Watching tv would be more relaxing and wouldn’t put your brain into overdrive.
Adam went for his first chest physio this morning. It was not as traumatic as I imagined. We were done in no time and Adam promptly vomited after the session. But then, I guess the staff was so used to it that one of them expertly, with lightning speed, materialised with a basin to catch the vomit projectile. Not a drop on the bed. Very cool.
Adam must have felt considerably better after the physio coz he was running all over the lobby, waving his new baloon. The fever had dissappeared, hopefully for good. Adam was getting restless now that he was a lot healthier though still refusing food. However, his appetite for milk has gone skyrocketed that I was so glad when hubby showed up with big can of Enfagrow and big pack of diaper yesterday.
Day 6- 05th July 2005
Adam responded well to the new antibiotic. His neb was down to one for airways only but his pead added Actifed to the medicine list since Adam started to have runny nose again. Dear hubby had a day off today so I decided to visit my neglected office. It was showing signs of disintegration without my presence. Not that I was so important there but at the very least, I picked up phone calls myself instead of leaving it to voice mail.
Somehow I did not feel like the office needed much attention so I dashed off after the obligatory checking of emails, which has reached hundreds. Went home to change and picked up Amri then off we went to hospital again. Adam lighted up upon seeing Amri and proceeded to bicker with him about everything under the sun while hubby and I catched up with each other.
Day 7 - 06th July 2005
I was sick. I meant, literally. A week of sleepless night finally caught up with me. I was sniffling and coughing once in a while. Adam meanwhile, was a lot healthier thus had resumed his usual activities and temper tantrums. Giving nebuliser was no longer easy. Feeding his medicine was worse, ended up with his medicine sprayed up everywhere except in his cute little mouth. While my body was craving to lie down on the bed and watch tv, my pint size tornado was ready to play football outside. My only relieved was, Adam has not fully regained his soprano like voice thus his scream of wanting to play outside sound like a mere whimper to me.
Hubby got off work earlier to take turn with me and brought Amri along to liven up things. I went to rest and recuperate at office, of all places. Well…it was nearer than my house.
I went back to hospital just in time for dinner. Amri took one look at my dinner tray and exclaimed “Wow….this looks niceeeee!!!” then proceeded to clean my plate. Oh my……was I starving. Had to haul my sick self to the hospital café downstairs which actually provided a wide selection of good food.
After saying bye bye to Ayah & Amri at lift lobby, Adam refused to get inside the room. He continued to run around the ward, pausing every now and then to inspect every pictures on the wall and took a peek into other rooms. Then he met a couple of girls with baloons and off he went playing with them for hours while I waited on the side line, ready to collapse.
Day 8 - 07th July 2005
I woke up with fever burning and wanted more than anything to go back to deep slumber. But Adam was all wet, his diaper leaked horribly. And by the gallons of milk he consumed throughout the night, I was hardly surprised. Somehow I managed to give Adam a bath, dressed him up and let him gave himself the nebuliser. Funny how this pint size man sometimes could do things for himself but at other times seemed incapable of doing anything at all.
I was still in pyjamas when the doctor made his round and couldn’t care less. Looking good was the least of my concern today. Oh boy…was I so happy to see hubby’s face. He took Adam for his chest physio and left me to sleep my fever off.
Adam was discharged shortly afterwards but I was too sick to be happy. We went home with my medication as many as Adam.
Sunday, July 03, 2005
I'll be away
And will be spending my time at hospital!
Adam was hospitalised last Thursday thus that was where yours truly was spending her time. And will still be there for the next few days. Thanks for those who came visiting and the phone calls and sms to entertain me.
Till then..............
Adam was hospitalised last Thursday thus that was where yours truly was spending her time. And will still be there for the next few days. Thanks for those who came visiting and the phone calls and sms to entertain me.
Till then..............
Tuesday, June 28, 2005
Procrastinator Queen with her videocam
I am the queen of procrastinator. My families are all aware of that. Most of my friends know it too. Just so that nobody forget the fact, here is my procrastinator story.
On Friday, I went to Sharp Service Centre to have my videocam lens cap replaced. I didn't have any cash with me but decided to drop by at ATM machine later. That, or wait till hubby rescue me by donating a couple of bucks. I have my credit card with me though, so why worry.
The gentleman at Sharp take a look at my videocam and ask me to wait while he replaced the cap. Then he called me to the counter and announced the cost....just RM15. I started to feel funny but whipped out my credit card nevertheless. The gentleman than promptly pointed to a notice "Credit card is only accepted for payment over RM100"! Gulp! Aisayman......
So I drove out in search of nearest ATM machine but halfway there, my boss called me to come back to office for an urgent short meeting before he left for Thailand. Okay.....I decided to collect my videocam later.
As it turned out, the short meeting went on for more than one hour and by the time it finished, the people at sharp has closed their shop and would only reopen next Monday. Uwaaaa.....I would be facing a weekend without my videocam. One of my toys that followed me everywhere. I love the function that allow me to capture photo from video, thus saving me the harassment of telling the kids to stay put coz Ibu wants to take their photo.
It was a bleak weekend. No videocam to twiddle with, no hubby to sweettalk into driving me around town and worst of all, my latest toy, a coolpix, followed hubby to Ipoh. *sob*sob*sob* Well..truth is, the coolpix was not really mine. It belongs to either hubby or his company but then, that kind of stuff usually ended up as mine *grin*
By the way, today I finally managed to collect my videocam :)
On Friday, I went to Sharp Service Centre to have my videocam lens cap replaced. I didn't have any cash with me but decided to drop by at ATM machine later. That, or wait till hubby rescue me by donating a couple of bucks. I have my credit card with me though, so why worry.
The gentleman at Sharp take a look at my videocam and ask me to wait while he replaced the cap. Then he called me to the counter and announced the cost....just RM15. I started to feel funny but whipped out my credit card nevertheless. The gentleman than promptly pointed to a notice "Credit card is only accepted for payment over RM100"! Gulp! Aisayman......
So I drove out in search of nearest ATM machine but halfway there, my boss called me to come back to office for an urgent short meeting before he left for Thailand. Okay.....I decided to collect my videocam later.
As it turned out, the short meeting went on for more than one hour and by the time it finished, the people at sharp has closed their shop and would only reopen next Monday. Uwaaaa.....I would be facing a weekend without my videocam. One of my toys that followed me everywhere. I love the function that allow me to capture photo from video, thus saving me the harassment of telling the kids to stay put coz Ibu wants to take their photo.
It was a bleak weekend. No videocam to twiddle with, no hubby to sweettalk into driving me around town and worst of all, my latest toy, a coolpix, followed hubby to Ipoh. *sob*sob*sob* Well..truth is, the coolpix was not really mine. It belongs to either hubby or his company but then, that kind of stuff usually ended up as mine *grin*
By the way, today I finally managed to collect my videocam :)
Monday, June 27, 2005
Sleeping beauties
This is where my two boys ended up sleeping, despite my house having two extra comfortably furnished bedrooms. Not to mention that one of the bedroom has queen size bed that is big enough to accomodate both of them . Boys...............
Sunday, June 26, 2005
Jeckyl and Hyde
This is Amri in the morning before breakfast. Freshly scrubbed, his hair smelling wonderful and his usual jovvy self. For some reason, every morning before going to kindergarten, he has to tinker with his battered laptop first....very much the way his parents checking email :)
This is the same Amri in the evening. Smelled very much the 'anak ibu busyuk' I love to call him since day 1. Very much grumpy for having to fight every evil monsters under the sun beginning after kindy session ended. Can't decide whether to pose as batman, spiderman or power rangers so attempt a monster look alike instead.
Thursday, June 23, 2005
New car on the road
Finally, got a chance to test drive a sleek red MyVi last week (well...not a test drive per se, just a drive around the block). What can I say, except that this time Perodua really come up with a good, reliable car and reasonably priced too. But then, all Perodua cars are good in terms or low maintenance cost and high resale value. Oppss...okay, all except for Kembara maybe (as preached by a car salesman friend to me again and again) What's wrong with Kembara anyway...somebody please tell me.
New MYVI, Latest Perodua Flagship model
The name ‘MYVI’ is an abbreviation for My Vehicle, My Vision or Malaysian Vision.
The project started in 2002, when a team of 80 engineers was sent to Daihatsu Motor Co., Ltd, Perodua’s technology partner, in Japan, to work together, utilizing the Advance Simultaneous Engineering (ASE) programme to conceptualise and produce the new generation car. Perodua’s vendors were also involved from the inception stage, providing collaboration to design and develop component parts, the result of which is the Myvi having 80 percent of local content at the time of launch.
The Myvi comes with two engine capacities, 1.0 litre and 1.3 litre, and is priced between RM41, 200 for the base 1.0 litre manual transmission model to the top-of-the-range 1.3 litre automatic which will sell for RM51, 300 (price on-the-road, with insurance, Peninsular Malaysia). The top model, designated the flagship of the Perodua range, comes with dual airbags, and ABS.
According to the price list released to the press, the 1.0 litre model is available only with manual transmission, and in basic trim only, while there are two variants of the 1.3 manual, and two variants for the automatic model. The 1.0 litre model is available only in metallic colours while the 1.3 litre models are available in both solid and metallic colours.
The engines for the Myvi come from the current Kelisa (1.0 litre), while the 1.3 litre model shares the same engine as the Kembara. The 1.0 litre develops 43 kW at 6,000 rpm and 88Nm of torque at 3,600 rpm, while the 1.3 litre develops 64kW at 6,000 rpm and 116Nm of torque at 3,200 rpm. Both engines are DOHC units with variable valve timing. The manual transmission is a 5-speed, while the automatic is a 4-speed.
Brakes are ventilated discs in the front, and drums at the rear. Wheels are 14-inch, steel wheels for the 1.0 litre, and alloys for the other models. Tyre size is 175/65 R14. The spare wheel is a space saver. Suspension is independent Macpherson struts in the front, and a torsion beam axle at the rear.
In terms of size, the Myvi has been designed to be a full 5-seater. By placing the wheels at the extreme ends of the vehicle, and by having a short engine compartment, the designers have managed to maximize the usable passenger cabin space. Headroom is excellent, both for the front and rear occupants.
Source : Autoworld
New MYVI, Latest Perodua Flagship model
The name ‘MYVI’ is an abbreviation for My Vehicle, My Vision or Malaysian Vision.
The project started in 2002, when a team of 80 engineers was sent to Daihatsu Motor Co., Ltd, Perodua’s technology partner, in Japan, to work together, utilizing the Advance Simultaneous Engineering (ASE) programme to conceptualise and produce the new generation car. Perodua’s vendors were also involved from the inception stage, providing collaboration to design and develop component parts, the result of which is the Myvi having 80 percent of local content at the time of launch.
The Myvi comes with two engine capacities, 1.0 litre and 1.3 litre, and is priced between RM41, 200 for the base 1.0 litre manual transmission model to the top-of-the-range 1.3 litre automatic which will sell for RM51, 300 (price on-the-road, with insurance, Peninsular Malaysia). The top model, designated the flagship of the Perodua range, comes with dual airbags, and ABS.
According to the price list released to the press, the 1.0 litre model is available only with manual transmission, and in basic trim only, while there are two variants of the 1.3 manual, and two variants for the automatic model. The 1.0 litre model is available only in metallic colours while the 1.3 litre models are available in both solid and metallic colours.
The engines for the Myvi come from the current Kelisa (1.0 litre), while the 1.3 litre model shares the same engine as the Kembara. The 1.0 litre develops 43 kW at 6,000 rpm and 88Nm of torque at 3,600 rpm, while the 1.3 litre develops 64kW at 6,000 rpm and 116Nm of torque at 3,200 rpm. Both engines are DOHC units with variable valve timing. The manual transmission is a 5-speed, while the automatic is a 4-speed.
Brakes are ventilated discs in the front, and drums at the rear. Wheels are 14-inch, steel wheels for the 1.0 litre, and alloys for the other models. Tyre size is 175/65 R14. The spare wheel is a space saver. Suspension is independent Macpherson struts in the front, and a torsion beam axle at the rear.
In terms of size, the Myvi has been designed to be a full 5-seater. By placing the wheels at the extreme ends of the vehicle, and by having a short engine compartment, the designers have managed to maximize the usable passenger cabin space. Headroom is excellent, both for the front and rear occupants.
Source : Autoworld
Wednesday, June 22, 2005
Link by Teacher Shafinaz
A dear friend, also a kindy teacher from Bukit Subang gave me this link to try out with the boys - http://shafinaz.en101.com . Coming from Shafinaz, this must be good indeed though I am yet to introduce this to Amri.
Tuesday, June 21, 2005
Home alone, without hubby or new book
No matter how many millions times it took, I could never get used to hubby being outstation. I didn't like having the big bed all to myself, much less having the kids invading it in the absence of their father. I hate eating alone, with only Amri for company. I missed having somebody complained how dirty my car is. So much for an independant lady...........
Well....who claimed independance anyway. Certainly not me. Otherwise how do I explained my weird way of having hubby driving me to Pasar Section 6 and various shopping malls when I could very well drive myself over there :)
Giving a reason of not knowing the way would be too ridiculous since I used to live at section 6 once upon a time.
I don't even have a new book to entertain myself
Well....who claimed independance anyway. Certainly not me. Otherwise how do I explained my weird way of having hubby driving me to Pasar Section 6 and various shopping malls when I could very well drive myself over there :)
Giving a reason of not knowing the way would be too ridiculous since I used to live at section 6 once upon a time.
I don't even have a new book to entertain myself
Sunday, June 19, 2005
East Coast
Intan would be on her way to her annual shopping pilgrimace to East Coast. Not only I was green with envy, I was homesick as well. Missing the warmth of Ummi's home, the chaos at Lah's house next door, the peace of mind when Amri was roaming around the neighbourhood but I knew he was perfectly safe and the glorious food from Chabang Tiga. Pasar Payang, though very enticing, was not so frequented whenever we were back in Terengganu. Reason being, fine silk does not sit well on me. I'll be more comfortable in rags.
Well.....happy shopping, girlfriend. I am planning a balik kampung trip next month or as soon as Adik give birth, whichever come first.
Well.....happy shopping, girlfriend. I am planning a balik kampung trip next month or as soon as Adik give birth, whichever come first.
Saturday, June 18, 2005
Couch potato
The date went well. We watched Batman which I think the best Batman there is because no extra-territorial stuff involved. You know...the things about being bitten by spider and you became spiderman, bitten by a bat than you turned into batman. Thank God, this Batman is realistic and human. Whatever turned Bruce Wayne into Batman were sheer technology and of course, money that grows on trees. I think I would have enjoyed more if not because I was shivering half way through the movie. Somebody needed to inform me earlier that the gold class was built sub-zero and blankets are provided. Sheesh.....its like watching movie inside a freezer. But we enjoyed it anyway, after years of staying away from cinema due to my obsession of dragging the kids whereever I go. I am still obsessed with it, especially during weekends but I've decided to give myself a break once in a while, go for a date and who knows, perhaps more boys in years to come *wink*wink*
Amri however, was into power rangers. Four and half years into this world, he made his first contact with power rangers, of all places, at Tok's house in Langkawi and has been talking about nothing else ever since. Well...okay..maybe mr incredibles pop up once in a while. But it was mostly eerily power rangers this, power rangers that. Our family, generally, not much of a couch potato which explained why we did not own state of the art home theatre set or even a decent size tv. Perhaps the time has come where Amri will sit glued to the tv for hours and I'd be scratching my head thinking of a way to get him outside and play. The thought sure gave me goose bumps. I hope I will not have to deal with it for a looong, loong time to come for I'm not so sure how to handle it anyway.
Amri however, was into power rangers. Four and half years into this world, he made his first contact with power rangers, of all places, at Tok's house in Langkawi and has been talking about nothing else ever since. Well...okay..maybe mr incredibles pop up once in a while. But it was mostly eerily power rangers this, power rangers that. Our family, generally, not much of a couch potato which explained why we did not own state of the art home theatre set or even a decent size tv. Perhaps the time has come where Amri will sit glued to the tv for hours and I'd be scratching my head thinking of a way to get him outside and play. The thought sure gave me goose bumps. I hope I will not have to deal with it for a looong, loong time to come for I'm not so sure how to handle it anyway.
Friday, June 17, 2005
I have a date
I'm back to my sunny self. Hubby will not be away for the weekend afterall. I'm okay with weekdays outstation trips, they are working days anyway. Whether one work in Klang Valley or outstation, is a different story. I myself, am glad to have my feet firmly on Shah Alam ground on working days and leave the plane hopping to those who enjoy it out there. Right, Kak Lin?
To add to the sunny day........hihihi *giggle* I'll be going out for a date with hubby later in the afternoon, minus the two tornados.
So Wendy, please help to look after the office, okay. And don't call me unless its a matter of life and death of the company.
To add to the sunny day........hihihi *giggle* I'll be going out for a date with hubby later in the afternoon, minus the two tornados.
So Wendy, please help to look after the office, okay. And don't call me unless its a matter of life and death of the company.
Thursday, June 16, 2005
Walking down memory lane
I heard this song on MixFM this morning, and somehow it reminded me on the exhilarating year of post SPM. Testing out my newfound wings outside the protective wall of boarding school, made new friends, got my driving license, drove my first merc (thus the everlasting penchant for cars), broke some hearts, suffered a few broken hearts myself and learnt my first lesson of office politics and financial management. That was a great, great, great year indeed. I had also discovered a new library at Langkawi, patroned by me and only me. The rest of Langkawi folks were too rich to borrow books at that time. They could afford their own library.
Here is the song...........
You're In Love – Wilson Phillips
Open the door and come in
I'm so glad to see you my friend
Don't know how long it has been
Having those feelings again.
But now I see that you're so happy
And ooh, it just sets me freeAnd I'd like to see
Us as good of friends
As we used to beAah, my love,
Aah You're in love
That's the way
It should be
'Cause I want you to be happy
You're in love
And I know
That you're not in love with me
Ooh it's enough
For me to know
That you're in love
Now I'll let you go
'Cause I know
That you're in love
Sometimes it's hard to believe
That you're never coming back to me
I've had this dream that you'd always be by my side
Ooh I could have died.
But now I see that you're so happy
And ooh, it just sets me free.
And I'd like to see
Us as good of friends
As we used to be
Aah, my love,
Aah
You're in love
That's the way
It should be
'Cause I want you to be happy
You're in love
And I know
That you're not in love with me
Ooh it's enough
For me to know
That you're in love
Now I'll let you go
'Cause I know
That you're in love
I tried to find you but you were so far away
I was praying that fate would bring you back to me
Someday, someday, someday...
Ooh, you're in love
Ooh it's enough
For me to know
That you're in love
Now I'll let you go
'Cause I know
That you're in love
It was dedicated to me by a poor soul from Northern Telecom.
Here is the song...........
You're In Love – Wilson Phillips
Open the door and come in
I'm so glad to see you my friend
Don't know how long it has been
Having those feelings again.
But now I see that you're so happy
And ooh, it just sets me freeAnd I'd like to see
Us as good of friends
As we used to beAah, my love,
Aah You're in love
That's the way
It should be
'Cause I want you to be happy
You're in love
And I know
That you're not in love with me
Ooh it's enough
For me to know
That you're in love
Now I'll let you go
'Cause I know
That you're in love
Sometimes it's hard to believe
That you're never coming back to me
I've had this dream that you'd always be by my side
Ooh I could have died.
But now I see that you're so happy
And ooh, it just sets me free.
And I'd like to see
Us as good of friends
As we used to be
Aah, my love,
Aah
You're in love
That's the way
It should be
'Cause I want you to be happy
You're in love
And I know
That you're not in love with me
Ooh it's enough
For me to know
That you're in love
Now I'll let you go
'Cause I know
That you're in love
I tried to find you but you were so far away
I was praying that fate would bring you back to me
Someday, someday, someday...
Ooh, you're in love
Ooh it's enough
For me to know
That you're in love
Now I'll let you go
'Cause I know
That you're in love
It was dedicated to me by a poor soul from Northern Telecom.
Wednesday, June 15, 2005
BMW 5 Series
This piece of article is dedicated to someone who is currently deeply in love with BMW :D
BMW SLAMMED FOR POOR CRASH TEST
New 5-series gets just four stars in Euro NCAP tests - at second attemp!
BMW's 5 series has suffered a big upset in Euro NCAP crash test results. The Five required numerous modifications and a re-test to record a four star result. While rivals such as Merc E-Class, new Audi A6 and SAAB 9-5 have all gained five stars, the 5 series needed improvements to the steering column, footrest, door trip, door latch, airbags and software. The Five also has to undertake both frontal-impact and pole tests twice in order to be classed as four star car.
The pedestrian impact test threw up even more serious concerns. NCAP assessors slammed the company's attitude, saying : 'BMW needs to take protection of pedestrians much more seriously' Source : Autocar
BMW SLAMMED FOR POOR CRASH TEST
New 5-series gets just four stars in Euro NCAP tests - at second attemp!
BMW's 5 series has suffered a big upset in Euro NCAP crash test results. The Five required numerous modifications and a re-test to record a four star result. While rivals such as Merc E-Class, new Audi A6 and SAAB 9-5 have all gained five stars, the 5 series needed improvements to the steering column, footrest, door trip, door latch, airbags and software. The Five also has to undertake both frontal-impact and pole tests twice in order to be classed as four star car.
The pedestrian impact test threw up even more serious concerns. NCAP assessors slammed the company's attitude, saying : 'BMW needs to take protection of pedestrians much more seriously' Source : Autocar
I would't mind a Five myself and I'll take enermous care not to ram it into pedestarians.
Tuesday, June 14, 2005
Woman over 30
This was forwarded to me by my boss this morning. Sure cheered me up, despite the gloomy prospect of being left home alone by dear hubby this coming weekend.
Here is a piece written by Andy Rooney - CBS 60 Minutes.
Andy Rooney says: As I grow in age, I value women who are over 30 most of all. Here are just a few reasons why:
A woman over 30 will never wake you in the middle of the night to ask, "What are you thinking?" She doesn't care what you think.
If a woman over 30 doesn't want to watch the game, she doesn't sit around whining about it. She does something she wants to do. And, it's usually something more interesting.
A woman over 30 knows herself well enough to be assured in who she is, what she is, what she wants and from whom.
Few women past the age of 30 give a damn what you might think about her or what she's doing.
Women over 30 are dignified. They seldom have a screaming match with you at the opera or in the middle of an expensive restaurant. Of course, if you deserve it, they won't hesitate to shoot you, if they think they can get away with it.
Older women are generous with praise, often undeserved. They know what it's like to be unappreciated.
A woman over 30 has the self-assurance to introduce you to her women friends. A younger woman with a man will often ignore even her best friend because she doesn't trust her guy with other women. Women over 30 couldn't care less if you're attracted to her friends because she knows her friends won't betray her.
Women get psychic as they age. You never have to confess your sins to a woman over 30. They always know.
A woman over 30 looks good wearing bright red lipstick. This is not true of younger women or drag queens.
Once you get past a wrinkle or two, a woman over 30 is far sexier than her younger counterpart.
Older women are forthright and honest. They'll tell you right off if you are a jerk if you are acting like one! You don't ever have to wonder where you stand with her.
Yes, we praise women over 30 for a multitude of reasons. Unfortunately, it's not reciprocal. For every stunning, smart, well-coiffed hot woman of 30+, there is a bald, paunchy relic in yellow pants making a fool of himself with some 22-year-old waitress. Ladies, I apologize.
- Andy Rooney
Here is a piece written by Andy Rooney - CBS 60 Minutes.
Andy Rooney says: As I grow in age, I value women who are over 30 most of all. Here are just a few reasons why:
A woman over 30 will never wake you in the middle of the night to ask, "What are you thinking?" She doesn't care what you think.
If a woman over 30 doesn't want to watch the game, she doesn't sit around whining about it. She does something she wants to do. And, it's usually something more interesting.
A woman over 30 knows herself well enough to be assured in who she is, what she is, what she wants and from whom.
Few women past the age of 30 give a damn what you might think about her or what she's doing.
Women over 30 are dignified. They seldom have a screaming match with you at the opera or in the middle of an expensive restaurant. Of course, if you deserve it, they won't hesitate to shoot you, if they think they can get away with it.
Older women are generous with praise, often undeserved. They know what it's like to be unappreciated.
A woman over 30 has the self-assurance to introduce you to her women friends. A younger woman with a man will often ignore even her best friend because she doesn't trust her guy with other women. Women over 30 couldn't care less if you're attracted to her friends because she knows her friends won't betray her.
Women get psychic as they age. You never have to confess your sins to a woman over 30. They always know.
A woman over 30 looks good wearing bright red lipstick. This is not true of younger women or drag queens.
Once you get past a wrinkle or two, a woman over 30 is far sexier than her younger counterpart.
Older women are forthright and honest. They'll tell you right off if you are a jerk if you are acting like one! You don't ever have to wonder where you stand with her.
Yes, we praise women over 30 for a multitude of reasons. Unfortunately, it's not reciprocal. For every stunning, smart, well-coiffed hot woman of 30+, there is a bald, paunchy relic in yellow pants making a fool of himself with some 22-year-old waitress. Ladies, I apologize.
- Andy Rooney
Sunday, June 12, 2005
Photo blogging
Photoblogging today.
Adam waiting for his plane at KLIA, after vomiting on his new shirt, pant and shoes
Amri with his latest fascination - the making of roti canai
Adam who no longer wants highchair, upgraded himself to regular chair
Splashing at Pantai Chenang, the place I grew up long, long time ago
Amri at Under Water World
Amri and Adam wishing they could join the memerang inside
Latest addition to the Under Water World population.
Adam waiting for his plane at KLIA, after vomiting on his new shirt, pant and shoes
Amri with his latest fascination - the making of roti canai
Adam who no longer wants highchair, upgraded himself to regular chair
Splashing at Pantai Chenang, the place I grew up long, long time ago
Amri at Under Water World
Amri and Adam wishing they could join the memerang inside
Latest addition to the Under Water World population.
Friday, June 10, 2005
Anatomy lesson
I no longer wish to complain about the rigorous arm exercise (with weight!) my aerobic instructor put me through. It was good, damn good and useful. It was proven when hubby left me alone at the airport to tend to a couple of luggage and two wild kids by myself. I did have a pair of strong arms.
Wonder if I can make it to my aerobic class today, with guests coming all the way from Terengganu and I conveniently forgot to cook in advance. Well....guess I'd better get my butt off to the kitchen this evening.
Wonder if I can make it to my aerobic class today, with guests coming all the way from Terengganu and I conveniently forgot to cook in advance. Well....guess I'd better get my butt off to the kitchen this evening.
Wednesday, June 08, 2005
This is a beautiful day
I left home early, met with my prospective landlord and struck a good deal. And still reach my office in time. Nothing could dampen my good mood today, not even having to battle my way with the kids without hubby in the picture.
I am happy!
I am happy!
Saturday, June 04, 2005
Happy Birthday to my other half
Your Birthdate: June 4 |
Being born on the 4th day of the month should help make you a better manager and organizer. You may be more responsible and self-disciplined than you realize. Sincere and honest, you are a serious and hard working individual. Your feelings are likely to seem somewhat repressed at times. The number 4 has something of an inhibiting effect on your ability to show and express affections, as feeling are very closely regulated and controlled. You are apt to be much more practical, rational, and conscious of details. There is a good deal of rigidity and stubbornness associated with the number 4. |
As was my birthday, we celebrated hubby's birthday on PLUS highway. 'Tis a year of highway birthdays probably. No cake, no candles but we were together and for that we were happy and grateful.
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