Abang Cendol !!!

Abang cendol (Cendol brother -direct translation hehehe)kept on lingering in my mind this couple of days.So definitely need to write my thoughts.

Well  I went to buy cendol for my sick brother in heavy rain two days before. 

Heavy rain-cold dessert drink--yes yes or no no...no no for me but my bro was sick so I guess his mouth watered thinking about it.Being the good sister went to buy that for him ,well yeah not good sister I guess coz bought him that on the way back from work..hahaha.

Coming back to cendol , I usually buy this cendol from one uncle near Jalan Dewa at my hometown.He has the best cendol in town according to me.Just a simple small bicycle stall but he uses pure coconut milk for the cendol.

Its good with double thumbs up.

Then me paying him using the RM100 note ,silly me almost used up all his change to pay me the balance.It was RM2.20 only.There was another guy (the abang cendol)waiting to buy cendol too...Alamak!!

Then the Abang Cendol came to rescue .He said he will belanja me.I was flattered by his thought itself. So spontaneous and DEFINITELY SHOUTS MALAYSIAN!!!

I realized then, nothing has changed.The Malaysia I have known is still the same,the values and beliefs .Gosshhh...I just love it.

Still remember those days when I was in Form 5 .During PJ classes there will be more shouting than exercising and playing.And after that we all will be in the classroom giggling and taking our own time to change into school uniforms.Yeah all of us,friends , not Malay,Chinese,Indians or etc...but friends...Cheers to unity ..

My thoughts on my Malaysia.

Share yours too:)

Fake smile real smile???

Yesterday after coming back from work I was taking selfies with nephew.I thought all of them looked good and wanted to post them on Faceboook and Instagram.Then suddenly the biggest critique of mine ,my younger brother of course ,said none of the pictures look good.He said all of them look fake..Suddenly tanduk's(devils horn) started coming out from my head,,
yeah literally..

Snatched the phone away from him,,but then I had second thought and didn't post any of them.

I'm kinda easily distracted by what people say...HAIIISSSHHH....

Need to change that attitude first.

Today we did spring cleaning since Deepavali is coming...not we but only my younger sisters as mum already allocated the tasks for each people.If no there will be a karate,judo ,boxing and all kind of martial arts at my house...HAHAHAHA!!!

Then I was thinking about what my brother said about real smile and fake smile.....Well I thought the photos were good but his comment really made me _ _ _  _ _.(Fill in the blanks).

I guess family knows us the best.

Like my parents use to tell me that I'm pretty no matter what(even when I had crooked teeth that were popping out of my mouth and when I was the heaviest among my siblings)..

Well I changed for better so things are good now.

I realized then I'm the most 'realest' and 'truest' person when I'm with my family.I always feel myself when I'm with them. So definitely the real me writing this=)

My nephews ultimate selfie pose....hahahah

Ignore the messy hair and oily face and one smaller eye :))

All thoughts are meant for me...hehe:)

Its kinda bad!!!

Its kinda bad right??I mean the haze. Didn't take it seriously till yesterday.Was driving back to home yesterday night and I realized how blurry was the road.Even the signboards are not clear until I get near them.I'm feeling slightly feverish just thinking about the haze.

Reminder to myself:-Drink a lot of water ,eat a lot of fruits and if possible stay indoor which is 

in my case its mission impossible.

Urghh I'm bad in this video-taking tasks.Bear with me please.Its feels like I'm having sore eyes and throat simultaneously looking at the hazy sky /:

Hopefully a heavy rain comes and washes out the haze.

Where is the LOGIC???

I asked my nephew : Where is the logic baby?? AND

He said : Its in the first room ma...

Haishhh, had trouble making him to understand what logic is.After almost an hour of determination , he flushed the determination down the drain.Even if you ask him today he will say it's in the first room.He thinks logic is his grandma's animal friend(btw all animals are his grandma's friend).

The thing was he found a marker pen from somewhere and he wanted paper to draw, according to him.Since we hide all the papers from his reach he was stealing them from my printer's paper tray.

So I told him that he should have asked my permission before taking the papers.He said sorry with his cute eyes blinking all the way and being the soft hearted aunty I forgave him....Well he thought he can take the papers first then only to ask my permission.

I explained to him that it is only LOGIC to get the owner's permission before taking their things and not after...Thats where LOGIC beginned.

That's him and his aunty. Look at the eyes:)

He drew this with aunty's paper.The biggest thing is grandpa according to him

Siblings love:)

Hahahahahahahaha!!!!!!!!!!Well I laughed a lot.That's bad right laughing at others.

I'm actually a compassionate person who can cry even when Baymax,the marshmallow robot died at the end of the Big Hero movie.

But when I'm with my sisters I'm the biggest bully I guess.Yeah,like when you have so much rights in their life, things turns out to be like that..hmmm..well maybe that's in my case only ..

I have 3 sisters.One elder and two younger.We all look almost the same with the same height and weight,but people often mistaken me and my elder sister as twins.

Actually the other day my elder sister felt down at the Masjid Jamek lrt station.Whoosh that station particularly is always packed and she felt down and made a scene...hahaha..

Luckily her colleague was with her,I think she said Abang Sai or something.He helped her to get back to home.

The following day she called home to inform my mum and the news spread like sea waves in split seconds. We snatched the phone from my mum and started teasing her.

Even posted on Facebook.

Luckily she has the nicest boyfriend in the world....we think so.

At the end of the day,we always love our sister.(Loves and kisses-hope she doesn't read this)

Bad sister,good sister who always care for each other:)

Oh Noooooo!!!!

Oh Noooooo!!!!

Ouch actually.

An ant bit me..

Actually I was not aware of the ant which was on my jeans which I wore without realizing it which bit me and made me move like I wanna go to the loo the whole time.

Too many which till I don't know which is which. Haaaahaaa...

And the funny thing when you have many siblings is they don't say something nice but they will be bullying you the whole time..yeahh they said pity the ant..daa what a brother..sigh..

Then my brother told me..no actually us a story,

According to him,the other day he and my father was travelling from somewhere by lorry..My brother was driving the lorry and suddenly my father grabbed his arm like he was in pain...my brother got shocked and stopped to check on him..

My dad was grabbing and squishing something on his arm...he thought something poisonous crawled inside his long sleeve and bit him..When that little thing stopped moving my brother helped him to take off that shirt to realize they was making a scene for a poor little grasshopper which my father squished to death..

My mom was laughing the most ...

My father is indeed a funny man.He added on while listening ..next time you feel something is biting you just squish it...Yea right pa:)

Coming back to me...The itchiness was gone..Lesson learnt anyway.