˙ · ٠ • ● the heART breaking Da Vinci Code

As National Science Centre will be housing 188 of Leonardo Da Vinci's masterpieces on its peasant walls. So, now that we can practically smell the parfum of yesteryears's acrylic and oil paints on an ancient canvas closer than our own stokings; ever wondered how would the archetype, THE MAN himself, knowing his curiosity should he be deported here, now in Asia or to be precise, MALAYSIA; react to this kind of situation:

Room Service (RS): "Morrin. Roon sirbees."

Guest (G): "Sorry, I thought I dialed room-service."

RS: "Rye..Roon sirbees..morrin! Jewish to oddor sunteen??"

G: "Uh..yes..I'd like some bacon and eggs."

RS: "Ow July den?"

G: "What??"

RS: "Ow July den?...pryed, boyud, poochd?"

G : "Oh, the eggs! How do I like them? Sorry, scrambled please."

RS: "Ow July dee baykem? Crease?"

G: "Crisp will be fine."

RS : "Hokay. An Sahn toes?"

G: "What?"

RS:"An toes. July Sahn toes?"

G: "I don't think so."

RS: "No? Judo wan sahn toes??"

G: "I feel really bad about this, but I don't know what 'judo wan sahn toes' means."

RS: "Toes! toes!...Why jew don juan toes? Ow bow Anglish moppin we bodder?"

G: "English muffin!! I've got it! You were saying 'Toast.' Fine. Yes, an English muffin will be fine."

RS: "We bodder?"

G: "No...just put the bodder on the side."

RS: "Wad?"

G: "I mean butter...just put it on the side."

RS: "Copy?"

G: "Excuse me?"

RS: "Copy...tea...meel?"

G: "Yes. Coffee, please, and that's all."

RS: "One Minnie. Scramah egg, crease baykem, Anglish moppin we Bodder on sigh and copy....rye??"

G: "Whatever you say."

RS: "Tenjewberrymuds."

G : "You're very welcome."

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Here goes, i know of a generous blogger Daniel Franklin Gomez from my girl PRIS's post, where he is giving out free tickets for the show. I dont know if i am entitle for the pair of "continuum transponder" made of papers that will get me to the world of this sui generis or even roam into a minute scale of piece of mind. So if i DO get the "continuum transponder" or what you peasants called "tickets", i'd like to say: "Tenjewberrymuds" DAN! and Pris too, for the post :D

˙ · ٠ • ● the heART goes China(ware)

People close to me know how i top presentation (and hygiene). Yesterday, as i was walking around with Beau at the Curve, a striking design caught my lenses-up peepers. Chinaware in mock Tiger Lily. MY kind of flower. My ONLY kind. They didn't come in a set, which makes it even better coz i get to omit ones that are unnecessary. So i chose one unit of the biggest bowl, two medium, a unit of the biggest plate and a set of 4 smallest ones. All that should be enough for a not too fancy gastronomic serving for four peasants (which equals to two warlords).

Well it wasn't supposed to be such a splurge until Beau started "penggal kepala Agong" for me. I refused to take the gory "kepala" (konon!), coz every woman must have Chinaware in their inventory list using their own fortune (nenek2 yg ckp), but then he said "Take, these are for us". Well since he said "US", i just can't make him feel void can i? (konon lagi! heh). Thank you baby!

Got home, unpacked the whole thing so i can bite each plate to avoid "it" biting me back hahaha (actually that's Beau's superstitious thing that the front of a newly bought shoes must be bitten to avoid "it" from biting your toes i.e: blisters ;p). Ok for real now, i unpacked it so that i can repack using bubble wrapper for extra safety, i then double wrapped it using the original wrapping paper. Stacked everything back up and put it back in its original bag - Living Quarters (where i would normally spend minimum 3 hours in, second to Borders).

Living Quarters. Recalling the night of Hot Night @ RB with the HOHness, where i went there to buy gifts for 4 peeps who forgot to bring theirs - minimum RM10, but of course the ones i took was nothing under RM25, ended up spending hours there and missed out on the arrival of guests. I also didn't claim back the price of the gifts coz i just LOVE the joy on people's faces when they received gifts. I hope they enjoyed the night coz i was so contented that it was a success. Yes, my personal record.

These babies are to be brought home to JB so that Mak can use 'em. Yes, of course Mak kena rasmikan, pinggan mangkuk Mak yg lain tak dpt la beraya sakan, dok diam2 dlm gobok la kamukamu Raya nanti. Sekarang, Selamat Hari Kemerdekaan utk kamukamu pinggan & mangkuk hayun! bungabungi ku, tungguuuuuuuu your turn :D

˙ · ٠ • ● the heART bleeds & RIP

DEDICATED THIS VIDEO TO HER ♥ RIP mon ange ♥

home alone, everybody's still @ work, no car no bike no cab, vet's more than 3km away, i thought she was recovering, lied beside her, caressing and recording some raw videos of her compiled in this clip, i was still afraid to hold her though :(

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i'm afraid of animals, but she's such an angel, called "sissy", "muffler", "furball", "baby", "sayang" by me and "girl" by Beau but truth is, she had no name. very obedient esp with che sand (her surrogate owner + cat food sponsor), active & manja with Beau, honestly we couldn't quite figured out her sex. so we supposed she just had puffy muff that looked like a pair of balls. coz she never peed everywhere like male cats do, well we've never even seen her running "business" anywhere, never fight with other cats, would actually ate some of her food and let other cats lurking around have it, always started interactions with others by rubbing noses taliban style (which cost her a good penampar gila from other cats - not cool!), friendly (again, nose rubbing) with outside rats (the size of a kitten), loved chasing lizards, she's not ours, but we fed & gave her love... you'll be missed mon ange :(

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05:00pm

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is scared & sad (*๏ ̯ ๏;) . . . i think the cat was hit by a vehicle, or she just had a big fight... she breaths funny & can't get up . . . i dont want pets coz i have attachment problem and i hate the grieving part (･_･ 三･_･) no no07:15pm---------------freaked out & in cold silence~~~she was lying beside me, suddenly leaped from the mattress, tried walking but without control, keep banging into e'thing on her path, i can't control her, as she walked into my room, i saw she had a muscle spasm, heard the ghastly moan, i ran to the living room & scream when i heard it the 2nd time, don't wanna see or hear that, then 3rd time and that was the last~~~i was shivering, wasn't strong enough to go and see her in the room, i sat alone in the living room trying to contain my tears... she didn't even have a naaaaaaame :((((

07:56pm

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che sand came back and settled everything, i braved myself to go and see her for the last time, my heart shattered seeing her lied there on the pool of blood from her mouth. that explained her breathing, her broken ribs must've punctured into her organs. :(till her last moment, she's never a handful, of all places she laid down on that day, she rested for good on a stain & water repelled surface, where her blood pooled on. MY ANGEL, WE MISS YOU..........

˙ · ٠ • ● the heART "F.A.N.K - Y.O.U"

Now kids... shout Fis out loud, all togeFer wiF me now: F.A.N.K - Y.O.U!!!

˙ · ٠ • ● the heART "risas con el diablo"

YES! its the day ˙ · ٠ • ● the heART "laughs with the devil"!!!

Mak & Ayah is coming. The lovers are gonna take a bus from Larkin. I insisted them to take a flight here. But Mak said "kang dpd ko dpt jumpa aku kang, trus x dpt jumpa langsung". Yes, her fear of flying is THAT bad (which reminds me of someone hihi).

My beloved little brother's gonna drive my dearest petsis (his wife) and their son, my angelic BF Kyo up to KL. A friend of theirs is tagging along too. They'll all be staying at older bro, Alang's house. These people sans Mak, Ayah and Kyo are gonna paint the stadium red! woohoo! Well, i've been a fan of Arsenal for 12 years, and i still find it hard to just change from on eteam to another. So i'll be at the stadium in a manner of being a supportive partner to him, and also my two brothers. By the time we checked out the tix at TicketPro, the only ones left was this RM68 mockers and the RM58 suckers urghhh.

Tomorrow after fetching Che Sand from work, we'll take off to Bangi for a group drive to the stadium. Saturday night i'll sleep over at Alang's to spend the precious time with loved ones. Beau will join other activities except sleeping over. So that night he'd have to drive back home and come back on Sunday morning to join us again. Planed with Mak to pay Lisa a visit, we'll see how that fits in the agenda. I really hope that's gonna happen, coz Lisa has done so much for us since my college years.

Its gonna be the very first meeting of my dimpled Beau and my angelic dimpled nephew. Both Kyo's parents really adore Beau and vice versa eversince tgheir first meeting even before those two were married. They often jokes that Kyo got a pair of his dimples from "terkenan" Uncle Ian, only to find out that Aunty Yin (ME!) has a pair beneath the lower lip and one on right cheek. So they have to admit Kyo got his weapon from me boohoo!

I bet not many people notice my dimples, since they're not prominent. WUTTEVAH haters!!! bwahahahah.. tah apa2

Polishing my horns, feelin' the heat, i'm burning to go, break a leg RED DEVILS!!!

˙ · ٠ • ● the heART f**ked up & away

Beau & his flight fright, courtesy of a very thoughtful colleague haha! cute :)

˙ · ٠ • ● the heART topped hygene

Giving some TLC to Lebellebijou while chomping on yesterday's Whopper JR without reheating it. Hope my age won't betray my (always has been) strong tummy. Which had me recalled an event where husband and wife having a conversation of how to bring up their unborn child.

Now, I cut to the chase to where they were on a topic of air purifier and distilled water. This is when the husband chose to use the conventional way, and the wife insisted on using whatever the technology has to offer. What the husband had to say however got the wife dumbstruck. Only in words I could recall, the husband said "when I was little, I used to drink any water drinkable, breathing the air with un-purified particles, and here you are carrying my child". You DONT wanna know where the conversation headed and how it ended. DRAMA!

I believe, what the husband was trying to put into the woman's head was the fact that our immune system will eventually adapt to what we consumed and the environment. The important thing is to be hygienic at all time. Imagine the child grows up, when our country is on a war for some reasons (GOD FORBID), and everything that's accessible to her is levelled up to every single peasant's standard. Can she survive? Can her body take the beating of microorganism in the un-purified air and un-distilled water? Should she succumbed, would she be "the casualty of war" or "mere collateral" - which wouldn't be too heroic would it?

So people, give them a chance to be a hero, let your children be, let them learn to stand up from their fall, adapting to what the world has to give, unless of course the decision is by doctor's order.

Never forget to be hygienic. Keep the children (and people you love - including yourself!) as far away from carcinogenic sources as possible (food, smokes etc.). Live well, Be well, All's well. Cheers! (or not, duh!)

xoxo
"the casualty of war"
(war between husband & pregnant wife in 2006)