international look

assalamualaikum wahai green-lovers!

just recently i've been looking through my baby pictures, because, well.. if i might say so myself, imma cute bebeh. hahahaha!! muntah-hijau-pastu-ada-sayur-sayur-sikit-please. =p

my family always talk (present tense sebab we still talk about it) about how i looked chinese as a baby and how i look very different now as an adult. ye la.. dulu mata sepet la gak. kulit putih macam amoi. gigi dua batang besar. cakap pun boleh tahan macam chinese la. hahahahaa! ok tu exaggerate je. tengok pics sebagai supporting evidence.

 abang abang setan yang selalu buli saya . setan pun setan, sayang tetap sayang. =B

 "ni hau maaa?"

"wo ai barney and friends! wahahahahaha!"

do you agree?
i pun tak tau la. all i notice is my cuteness. muntah-brown-ada-coco-pops-sikit-please. =p

now lak, muka i ni boleh pass as pakistani, bangladeshi, chinese mualaf, malay (duhh), arab, dan macam macam lagi. bukan i tipu, ladies and gentleman. i don't even take it as a compliment neither an insult. i just rasa its kelakar.

one time i was at a petrol station and this pakistani helper tu tanya i.

Pakistani helper: awak.. pakistan ka?
saya: ha? you rasa? (senyum senget sebelah tanda curious)
Pakistani helper: pakistan (angguk tanda hipotesis beliau diterima)
saya: mana ada la! saya melayu.
Pakistani helper: ha?! tipu!
saya: ya Allah. tak tipu la! tolong saya isi minyak ya. saya bayar dulu.
Pakistani helper: (pandang saya with the look of disappointment)
saya: (senyum mata tutup, tunjuk gigi, tunjuk peace sebagai tanda "lek la bro")

another time, i was with my friends in JB. a chinese shopkeeper dengan selambanya tanya..

chinese shopkeeper: (tanya kawan tapi tuding jari ke arah saya) she arab ah?
saya: saya ke?
chinese shopkeeper: (tengok saya dengan muka terkejut. boleh nampak kening dia hilang dalam bangs dia) eh? you malay kah?
saya: ya lorrr. aunty ingat saya arab ka?
chinese shopkeeper: ahahaah ahahahh (gelak awkward) sorry ya sorry. 

lagi satu. i was at my office. a supplier came and introduced himself to us. kita dah kenal the company, but this guy was new.

saya: hi, i'm maria.
supplier: maria?
saya: yeah. (senyum)
supplier: you're a convert ke? (tanya perlahan lahan)
saya: ha? why you say that? (curious dan terkejut)
supplier: maria is an indian name, right?
saya: ahahahahahahh! where got laaaaa! ada ramai orang nama maria okaaayyyy~

bukan i tipu, again. dah banyak kali i kena these kinda things. apart from that, ramai gak claimed they saw me at places i never was! ada yang nampak i kat klcc la, kat terengganu la, kat kolej mana entah la padahal i was some place else. muka i international and i rasa i dah lebih 7 pelanduk serupa. beribu riban dah kot. hahaha!!

maybe it is the eyes and the nose.

funny how i was from chinese looking baby to a... apa-apa-bangsa-looking-pun-boleh adult. haha!!

well. kalau orang kata i have pakistani whatever look yang belah2 india, i tak kisah sangat coz i memang ada indian genes. arwah moyang tok is from sri lanka, indian muslim la gitu. and my tokwan is chinese. 

kalau orang kata i muka macam scottish or irish or or.. or japanese, memang i terkejut beruk la! and i akan buat pose beruk kalau orang cakap camtu. true story.

=p

conclusion?

you put it down like new york city,

i never sleep, wild like los angeles,

my fantasy hotter than miami,

i feel the heat,

oh miss international love~

tiba tiba lagu pitbull. =p

i guess how we are as babies can never really guarantee how we turn out as adults, in any aspect. =)

peace.

Budak hingusan bajet cool tapi tak cool langsung

years ago, back when OU (One Utama) was still on one wing, i was a cute lanky pengawas from SMKDU. yeah you bettah be proud of me okeyh SMKDU!

anyway, then, on some weekends i would meet up with my friends there and we walk around as if we're cool or something padahal budak hingusan with greasy hair and no sense of style and of course, no DSLRs or cameras. our phones were merely nokia 3310 with polyphonic ringtones. tu pun macam bajet awesome gila.
muahahaha!! kelakar lak reminiscing my old self!

so this one fine Sunday, my friends and i did everything. we went window shopping, watched a movie, we ate, we walked, we laughed, etc etc. we usually take the whole day to chill out. which was weird, now i think about it.. OU was small then.. what da heck did we really do??
hmm..

my mom had to pick me up, usually. (thanks mom!)
and when my mom reaches the taxi stand, where i always have to meet her at, she would call and tell me as annoyed as she could possibly sound
"Ena, mama kat sini dah. cepat!"
"ok jap jap!"
"heishhh! banyak kete la! cepat!!"

with that tone of urgency and annoyance, i would always feel guilty thus i would quickly bid my goodbyes and dash asap to the taxi stand, which is at the end of the world. ok hyperbola. it's far la.

back to this one fine Sunday! after getting The Call, i was at the taxi stand looking for mom's car.
when i found it, i immediately ran towards it, opened the door, sat down, and closed the door.

then i looked at my mom.

except she wasn't my mom.
it was a chinese lady and she looked as confused as i was.

i asked her
"saya salah kereta ah?"
to which she answered with a nod with her brows raised in amazement. i think she was amazed at how i could still stay in her car and asked her a question. i was amazed too!

so i said sorry like a million times while opening the door, climbing out of the car and closed the door.
i hope she got the point. that i was sorry.

so i looked for my mom's ACTUAL car. when spotted, i ran towards it like crazy, with a crazy grin on my face (because laughing in public wasn't cool then), and when i was in the car, my mom was already laughing like crazy!
we both just laughed and laughed about it!

so yeah!

since, i always check the plate numbers before entering a car. or at least get eye contact with someone familiar in the car before i start hijacking god-knows-who's car.


teeeheee!!
peace!

Project.

Mr X: vanakam J. eh why u look so tired?

Ms Y: biasalah. malam jumaat kan busy.

me: busy? buat apa meh?

Ms Y: ye lah. dah nak minggu kan. ada lah project.

me: project apa?

Ms Y: project kat rumah. *sigh with a loop-sided smile*

Mr X: ooooooooh. hehehe.. no wonder.

me: hehehe(gelak tak ikhlas)

a few minutes later. in the lab.

me: eh, i didnt know Ms Y ada project.

L: project apa?

me: entah la. tadi dia kata kat Mr X dia ada project. dats why dia penat. tak tau lak org logistic ada project. renovate rumah kot.

L: ish! apahal nak cakap pasal project ni! geli!

me: nape nak geli?

L: project! (cross her fingers)

me: apasal nak goodluck goodluck ni? sepak kang.

L: Ya Allah. dia project ngan husband dia la. kat katil! paham????

me: Astaghfirullah.. L, kau gatal.

God, they're weird.