Thursday, April 03, 2008

Ken Lee

I just can't get enough of this woman. She is Valentina Hasan, a Bulgarian trying to make it in their version of "American Idol". I just love her quiet confidence. Watch her!






I bet you it'll be tops at any karaoke session you might attend in the future. (I can personally attest to that!) So, please feel free to cut and paste the lyrics for memorizing purposes. I don't mind. heh heh heh
No one ken to ken to sivmen
nor yon clees toju maliveh
When I gez aju zavateh na nalechoo more
new yonuz tonigh molinigh
yon sorra shooo
yes ees shooo, ooo
Ken Lee
tulibu dibu douchoo
Ken Lee
ken lee meju more
Ken Lee
tulibu dibu douchoo
Ken Lee
ken lee meju more

Berhantu, kan? I find myself playing this clip over and over again... And laughing and smiling like a silly cow while staring at my laptop sceen. My colleagues must all think I have finally lost it! heh heh heh
Just love that "tulibu dibu douchoo" part - can't resist it!

If you are like me then you can't get enough of her. So, here's a bit more of her, in a slightly improved (ie. with better English) version. She's called back as a guest artiste in Music Idol - ala William Hung. Cayalah minah ni..

-dillz blogging out-

Tuesday, April 01, 2008

April, am I a Fool?

It was this day, 7 years ago, I stepped into the HR office to serve my 10-year bond. Teringat pulak adinda zaman dolu-dolu...

I was chosen in 1993 to be one of the scholarship recipients to continue my studies abroad. Off we (all 100 or so of us) were shipped to Kolej Bestari (#4, was it?) in UM for our obligatory 2-months English course. Then, for a 10-day Outward Bound School in Lumut and another 2 weeks of induction course in Taiping. Lucky, eh? Little did I know that this was where lifelong friends were made. We laughed, learnt, cried, camped, gossiped and grew together.

This was the basis of our close-knit support group for our studies (no matter where it was), our work life and now, our family life. At 18-years old, I already had my whole life charted for me. Study A-levels in the UK for 2 years, 3/4 years for my Degree/Masters in Engineering and back to my country to serve "The Company" for 10-years. It seemed like a sweet deal at the time. Damn lucky, I tell you..

I had a lot of fun while I was in Cobham doing my A-Levels. Went horseback riding, boating, camping, rock climbing, even went for an exchange program to the US of A for a month! Especially so with schoolmates like Che Nah, Lisa and Liza. We had loads of fun eating nasi sejuk with KFC brought all the way from Malaysia. The exeats were blissful as we got an apartment to ourselves right smack in the middle of London town! The midnight exploration to Trocadero, the new year celebrations, the makan feasts! All seemed to go as planned when I got my conditional acceptance of AAB into Corpus. Come the day for our results, I got just that! Was I relieved.. I just made it to Cambridge! Lucky, no?

Later, the results was changed to 3As due to my Chemistry teacher's complaint. hah hah *She is sooo sweet, even wrote me a card to remind me to tell my sponsor that I got better results!* I have to admit that I took it easy in Cambridge; went rowing in the morning, (well, not really.. I was the cox, so I kinda shouted more than anything else) going to classes, labs and tutorials, taking part in the Malaysian dances, pot lucks and such but all the time I was silently thinking when will my lucky streak run out. It was just kinda surreal to me.. Can't really explain it.. I even made plans to visit Lily in Australia to spend my summer there. But, as soon as I entered the exam hall, I knew I was not coming back the next year. Suddenly, it hit me. This is it! I'm gonna have to start fresh.

I was a fool. I know. Not many people got the opportunity that I did. Yet, I blew it! After crying my eyeballs out, I decided to face the consequences head on. The problem's not gonna go away just because you are hiding from it. Bounce back, girl.. You know you can do it.. So, I decided that I shall do exactly that! It was decided for me by the powers that be that I shall start my American Degree Program in PPP/ITM , Shah Alam. No credit transfers - just start again, my dear! I wasn't in the objecting mode, so I just kept it low and went to Shah Alam with my tails tucked neatly between my hiney. It so happens that I got to make more lifelong friends and one of them happens to be my soul-mate. *hah hah hah Nasib baik I kena balik Malaysia, kalau tak tak jumpa you, yang!*So, you see, things could not have turned out any better! There is always a silver lining in every storm, if you know where to look for it.

You see, there are many events in my life that I can truly bitch about.
YES, even now..
and NO, my life is NOT a bed of roses, unlike what some people might think.
Just because I don't whine, it does NOT mean that I do not have problems. I believe that everyone gets their fair share of shit. Me, included. I do, however, try to search for the lessons to be learnt, the positive side of things, the goodness in people.. Some may call it being optimistic, some may call me a fool. Call me what you want, it's just my way, my choice to stay happy.

Be rid you negative people. Stay as far away from me! Shoo!

-dillz blogging out-

Monday, March 31, 2008

Row, Row, Row Your Boat!

Ya Ampunnnn!!! This is going to be my desclaimer post - the main reason why I have not been blogging lately.. Wa busy, lah... (lame excuse, I know, but kinda valid, ok?)

For the second year in the running, TM is one of the esteemed sponsors of the Oxbridge Malaysia Boat Race 2008. We were also in it last year, where we really kicked butt! The 29th March event is very much similar to the last:
  • The traditional rivals - coxless four skull boat race between Oxford and Cambridge.
  • The sponsors' race - dragon boat race between TM and Deloitte.
  • The inter alumni - coxed four sweep boat race between Oxford and Cambridge and Harvard.

Kinda stressful for us since we needed to defend the Challenge Trophy we won last year. This year's crew mainly consists of the old folks who are still in TM (we lost Izrin to Bangladesh (work), Muzairy to Germany (studies), Lambert to BAT and Mugun to an undisclosed company) plus new recruits from other 50 Top Universities and not to forget some new (read: young) muscles who are in their early 20s. Yeay! More power to the people!!

Practice was much less than last year since the rental for the boat has gone up slightly. We only managed to go down to the lake 5 times (inclusive a mock race with the good people of Putrajaya Holdings).

The actual day itself was too sunny for my liking. Dang, it was hot!!!! This year the scull and sweep events ran for about 1.5 km and the dragon boat race was only between the two sponsors. I kinda wished that we got to row twice , macam tak puas...

Anywho, the results?? As usual, Oxford won all the university races. And more importantly, we once again kicked butt leaving Deloitte trailing a few boats' length behind. Woo-hoo!!! TM Boleh!! After the prize giving ceremony, we ate lunch and everybody went home a happy camper.

Personally, I am looking forward to a nice lunch with the guys and also the Boat Race Gala Dinner. Till next year then...


-dillz blogging out-

Sunday, March 30, 2008

Ada Apa Dengan Gediks???

My daughter surprised me yesterday with her short self-video. Yup, you read it right.. She video-ed herself! (In front of the mirror, mind you..) I uploaded 3 of her masterpiece in YouTube already.
For a sneak peek, Enjoy!!


A little How-to video on what to do during a fire. Sound, sound advice! I believe she got this inspiration from "Elmo Visits the FireHouse" CD we got Khaleeq 2 weeks back.


Her other ramblings include:
Restrike!! - gibberish all around. But, coupled with a LOT of attitude and style!

Subtitlist - practising to replace the Japanese voice over people in RTM.

-dillz blogging out-

Thursday, February 21, 2008

The Day That Was..

We decided that this was the year for Khadra to join a preschool to ease her transition into primary school in 2010. (No, it's not thaaaat far!) For the past 2 and a half years, she has been attending Early Years Playgroup in Damansara Heights where they were more into wholistic development. I must say that they have done a terrific job on Khadra and she have blossomed into a sweet, confident girl who loves to draw, paint and perform- I mean, just look at her dance and sing. To think that she was barely even speaking when she first came in, it is truly amazing!

She is now attending Beaconhouse preschool and here's some pictures of her first day of school - all smiles in her new uniform. (also Naqib's first day of Primary One in SKBD) However, I found it extremely difficult to coax her to prepare for school in the mornings. She takes almost 30 minutes to down her "Shishu Milo", cries before taking her shower, finds all sorts of excuses to NOT go to school for that day.

There was this one stretch that she missed almost the whole week; cited reason - sick. (cough, vomitting, what not) The next week, as we were walking towards the car, all clad in her gym outfit, she vomitted infront of me. So, I thought, "Aahh.. She's not well.. Let's not go to school, then.." I took her up our house and from the corner of my eyes, I think I saw a little smirk on her face. The next day, she vomitted, even before we were out the house. Another day of NOT going to school. Khadra -2, Mommy-0.

That night, we were just talking and she somehow let out : "I made myself vomit. hah hah" and in my mind, I immediately went, "What? Is this girl playing me? Waaa.... so terror.. Tipah tertipu...." So that was the end of it. For the next day and the day after the next.. She was dragged to school come hail, or snow, or storm, or vomit.

Very sneaky, eh? I know it'll take some time for her to adjust to the new school environment. Bigger school, bigger class, new faces - both friends and teachers, new requirements (uniforms, homework). It is quite a lot to take in, I guess, for a little 4.5 year old Khadra... Maybe she just needs a little more time.

In the meantime, I think I need to just support her and bribe her with breakfast before school at the local mamak or an island holiday.. heh heh heh The things mommies have to do these days...

-dillz blogging out-