28/01/2009

In Sintra

 

told u the weather was bad

Today was not a good day. It started off from buying the wrong pass. Well the system here is that for all land services u hv one pass but for underground like metro its different one. We totally forgot about it and bought the metro one, but actually we wanted to travel by train to a place called Sintra. We burnt 5 euros wif that la. Then goin to the place called Sintra was ok. It was probably an hour by train. Upon reaching Sintra we were dissapointed cos first of all the weather wasn’t favorable n then to enter one castle was damn expensive. So we were just outside onie la. Then TKM wanted to go into these two castle, which really was expensive. So we were standing outside the counter in the rain deciding whether or not to go inside the castle n that was wen i made the biggest mistake. I told TKM this to help him make his decision quick cos he was so indecisive, i said “money u can earn la, experince like this wont cum to u everyday”. Then starting from that day all of them ejek me n call me “miss Quote of the day”!!! HUHU:( .

D vr dissapointed TKM n d vr irritated 7t in Sintra waiting for the bus

 Then when finally TKM made his decision to go we were given the biggest sad news ever, u need a car if u wan to go the castle, if not cannot go. By the way, to go from one castle to another in Sintra is by a bus that was provided every 15 minutes, but to go the castle itself u need a car they said. So we miised like 3 different buses while waiting for TKM to make that decision. After that we went back to Lisbon n were all tired, drained n dissapointed. TKM told us, if we were interested we could go to Belem to makan Portugal custard tart. Well, at least going to Belem was successful.

 

 

 

The original Custard tart shop

Wen we reached Belem we were finding for this specific shop, which acc to TKM had the original tart, but to our surprise thr wr many shops which used a similar name n we wr really confused, but we found the rite shop anyway. Moreover, we found sum penangites in the shop thanks to TKMs’ sharp ears in detecting Penang Hokkien. The custard was great. after a short walk in Belem we went back to the hostel.

 

 

 

 

outside of Vasco da Gama

 Upon reaching the hostel all 5 of us sat down n discussed on wat to do wif our metro passes. 7t managed to sell her pass to the girl at the reception, but the rest of us couldnt, so we decided to go n visit the Biggest aquarium in the world. We went without 7t, n sadly the aquarium was closed, SIGH!!!! To waste our time we went to the nearby mall named VASCO DA GAMA. It was a big one. We had dinner there then went back to the hostel. 7t was oredi snoozing like a baby. So we all took shower n gi tdo as well.

 

 

 

here are as usual sum pics

oi 7t! dun snap pics when org tengah makan le!

In Belem.

 

Co-mel-nyer!!!

This is one of the famous paintings on tiles

Good night, i m not feeling well!

inside the tram

26/01/2009

We left Baxpax this morning. It was a tiring journey to Lisbon. Like i said i feel nauseated in flights, and todays sandwich was awarded to 7t.

Lisbon Airport

To tell u the truth Lisbon Airport looked very much like KLIA. I wonder who stole whose design ah? Well, that doesn’t bother me. Anyways we left from the airport to the town centre by Aerobus. The thing i love about Europe is the transportation system is so damn reliable, unlike well, u know which place on earth i m living now la.

 

 

 

 

 

i was suppose to open my eyes wen they said "THREE!"

Our hostels’ name was Living Lounge Hostel, n i tell u its so CEKAP BABE!!! TKM i really wanna thank u for ur smart decision in choosing this wonderful hostel la, u clearly were cekap for this time. We got a room called “Question”, i was thankful we didnt get the room named “Crime Scene”.  That evening as usual since we dun like to just sit inside our rooms n do nothing we went out for a stroll(like so predictable kan!)It was really tiring as we went around and around the same road about 3 times cos we didnt know to which side the bus would be going.

 

 

 

The so called portugal soup a.k.a malaysian dhal

Then, we went to this restaurant that was recommended by the hostel. It was like uphill so we had a very exhausting walk up. Again the food was expensive.   I ate a kebeb like thingy which had veal meat and pork. The veal was like so kenyal, i started feeling so muak by the time i reached half the stick. The best part was 7t ate this soup that tasted like Dhal. So we all got so excited we started dipping bread into the soup and all makan sama sama. Then we balik, we wr too tired to talk oso. We just mandi then terus tdo.

27/01/2009

We were going for a free walking tour around Lisbon(seriusly wif all this walking u wud think i wud hv lost sum weight, but i guess i hv sum very stubborn fat stuck on my body). The tour was guided by the Hostels chef. He was a really nice man. He was one of the founders of the hostel. Oh SHIT, i forgot his

the chef-cum-tour-guide

name. Never mindla. Anyways at first he brought to the very first hostel that belonged to Living lounge. That was also nice. He brought us from castle to castle. We had tram rides, n i tell u the tram rides are damn scary cos the jalan is like so sempit n onie one vehicle can pass at one time. Oh yeah btw the jalan there is not made of tar, is made of tiles or sumthing that looks like tiles la, i dunno what. But i know the surface was shiny and i was freakin’ scared to walk when it rained.

 

 

 

the local artist who drew on tiles, she was the-so-damn cekap

 During the trip we met a local artist who drew on tiles. Then the chef bought for us each sum sweet bun which a local favorite. I took one bite, decided it was too sweet for me n as usual gave it to my wonderful walking talking eating machine cum good fren, 7t. She enjoyed sweet food so give her la, instead of wasting it. We went to another restaurant for lunch. This restaurant belonged to the chef’s old time fren so we wr told that we will get a good price to makan the local dishes. During the lunch we talked about studying in Russia, the weather there and so on.I forgot to mention that we had two australian girls who had been travelling across europe for 2 FREAKIN’ MONTHS!!!! Anyways, I will never forget the expression on the chefs’ face when he asked us “WHAT DID U ALL DO TO UR PARENTS? Y R THEY PUNISHING U LIKE THIS?” By punishing what he meant was sending us to Russia. Sigh! After lunch we went to a wine shop to buy sum wine. I bought the sweetest wine that was there for my Appa’s frenz. Well if they dun like it i m gonna take it back to Russia or i am gonna ask  Appa to keep it for me until i cum back.  That nite we separated into 2 groups again, the usual 2 grps la n u can guess y oso kan. But before that all of us went souvenier shopping together. Our usual habit is to comment about prices and the variety of gifts in Malay. We were really shocked when one of the shop owners spoke to us in Malay. He was a Bangladeshi who has stayed n worked in Brickfields. We felt so malu cos i remember saying “Mahal sangat la, n the corak pun macam tak best je, jom kite pergi kedai lain la!”The funny thing is all of us ended up buying souveniers from his shop, he gave us good price anyways.

Here are sum pics

i just love this pic!!!

near the 1st restaurant

nice view ha?

nice view here too

In Domodedovo

24 January 2009

 

Trip started at 5 a.m. Train ride was as usual ok, i slept like i was dead. We went to Domodedovo airport via metro and van. The van fres are rather cheap, 100rub. The airport has been renovated very well, its very much bigger. The best part of leaving Moscow was there was no problem like last year(THANK GOD!!!) In the plane, i cudn’t eat the cold sandwich. I hv no idea y, i just felt nauseated(mengadekan, dahla org bagi makan je la!) Therefore my sandwich went to Teoh Kok Meng. We reached Tegal airport, Berlin and i tried to withdraw. Tapi tak boleh . I was so sad. I borrowed money from Sevvanthee.

That nite we ate for the very first time, CURRYWURST!

The very famous CURRYWURST

 It was tepi jalan  stall punya, n damn it was tasty. It was the best 1.80euro i spent. 

in our hostel, Baxpax

By the way our hostel was really cekap. We loved it.

 

 

 

 

 

 

25 January 2009

We had a nice walk this morning.All the way from our hostel to the Branderburg gate. We took pics and me, 7t n nava were spotting for the souvenier shops along the way. We went into one of the big shops n i found a very nice bag for Yasshni. I know she she is going to love it. I wasnt planning on getting any souveniers from Berlin cos i was here last year, but this bag is a MUST!!!

The fast breakfast

Today actually we will be splitting into 2 groups, Me, 7t n Nava one group then shari n kok meng the other. This is cos Shari has not been to Berlin yet  n TKM is the loyal n faithful bf. WE girls on the other hand, were going to Sacchasenhausen trip. It was a former concentration camp. After having breakfast together we headed our separate ways.

The trip cost us 20 euros.The concentration camp for me was a important experience. We find out about how ppl hv suffered in the hands of their own countrymen. I did not cry but i felt really sad. Its horrifying even to hv to listen to what was done to the prisoners, imagine living thru it everyday till ur last breath.

 

I will write about it in another entry cos there are so many pics and stories to tell u. Before the trip, the tour guide asked us to buy for ourselves sum lunch but we didnt want anything cos we just had a good breakfast.

the entrance to the Sacchasanhausen camp.

But as we exited the building i found my most frequently visited place in the whole wide world, McD. Nava said “Oh no, Maal dun go ok. we jus had b’fast. I know u love that place but dun go, ok, it will be hard to get u out” She was rite, i cant resist burgers, look at my size rite.

Anyways aftert the trip, we went back to the Gate. From there we went back to our hostel and at the same time revisited the bag shops. I bought for my sister that MUST HAVE bag, n 7t n Nava were on a shopping spree to buy themselves bags too. So i followed. Well these girls really can shop, thats one thing for sure. I can too when i want. Hehe pandai2x mengatakan orang sendiri pun satu.

After shopping we went back to the hostel. On the way there wr many Indian restaurant. A waiter from one of the restaurant said to us loudly “Desi ka khana, pardesi me khaiye(i hope my hindi is rite but i know he meant eat ur local food in a foreign country)” .

outside one of the Indian restaurants

I just laughed but didnt answer him, i was just too lazy n not bothered. I wanted to tell him I m not ur “desi log” in hindi, but not nice oso kan. Cos at the end of the day i m not just Malaysian, i am still described as Malaysian Indian by my own ppl.

That nite all of us went out for dinner. I cried in silence wen i saw the price of the meals in the restaurant. Well the best way to forget ur sadness is by gossiping. Hehe we shared sumgreat gossips that day. Well its not everyday that u hv an expensive dinner filled with luscious gossips in Berlin with 5 of ur good frenz!

 

 

here are sum pics!

Our Dinner in Berlin

the tireless effort to buy the rite bag by Nava

on the way to Branderburg gate by Metro from Sacchasanhaussen

outside Russian embassy in Berlin

Ok then enuff pics la. YAWN!!!! Gud nite!

Yesterday was the first day of my practicals in Selayang. I met the Senior consultant, her name was Dr.Haliza and my first impression of her was “DAMN SHE IS SUCH A &*^$*!!!!

But at the end of the day, ii was made to go for this thing called “pre-op” and at that time i realised that that woman was really a woman with a lot of substance. U cant mess with her. She knew her facts n she made sure that her underlings knew them well too. She asked a lot of questions and man, was i feeling the heat altho i was not the one on the hot seat. Her questions were very basic, like “y do u think its this n not that? Y did u decide on this? What made u opt for that?”

These were questions that the MO’s or consultants shud answer right away,but it was not so. Sum didn’t know y they decided to put a diagnosis n when the HOD asked “Dr.X, tell me all the signs of uterine rupture?”. I gasped, it was a 4th year question n the HO didnt answer. I was like, shit i better know my details, or i am gonna be so screwed!

Today i joined a seminar for Breast feeding. I think its obvious that ppl dun take this thing seriusly. Ppl think its sumthing boring n non important. Even in Russia during peads i tot the same. I regret that now. We saw clips of how bottle feeding is dangerous during Emergency situations(tsunami, war etc.). The pic which really took my back was the pic of a feeding bottle n teat which had sum amount of maggots. Sum amount but still, MAGGOTS!!! can u imagine?

I think its important that the govrnment pushes this issue as very important ones. We hv so many great medical facilities but there is no point to it if the morbidity n mortality level in babies is high.

Yawn!!! i m tired! Bye good night!

This is a song called Khuda jaane from the movie Baachna ee Haseeno. Its a bautiful love song and even when its translated to english it remains beautiful. I love it, hope u do too!

sajde mein yun hi jhukta hoon,
(I bow down to you, yet I don’t know why…)
tum pe hi aa ke rukta hoon,
(I come to a halt whenever I see you…)
kya yeh sab ko hota hai,
(does this happen to everyone in love?…)

hum ko kya lena hai sab se,
(why should we think of anyone else?…)
tum se hi sab baatein ab se,
(you are the centre of all my thoughts now…)
ban gaye ho tum meri dua,
(you have come to be my prayer…) 

sajde mein yun hi jhukta hoon,
tum pe hi aa ke rukta hoon,
kya yeh sab ko hota hai,

hum ko kya lena hai sab se,
tum se hi sab baatein ab se,
ban gaye ho tum meri dua, 

khuda jaane ke main fida hoon,
(God knows, I am head-over-heels in love with you…)
khuda jaane main mitt gaya,
(God knows, I am all lost in your love…)
khuda jaane yeh kyun hua hai,
(maybe God knows why all this has happened…)
ke ban gaye ho tum mere khuda,
(that you are my God nowadays….)

tu kahe to tere hi kadam ke
main nishanon pe,
(if you say so, then I’ll follow your footsteps…)
chalun rukun ishaare pe,
(stop or begin on their each signal…)

tu kahe to khwaabon ka bana ke
main bahana sa,
(if you say so, on pretext of coming in your dreams…)
mila karun sirhaane pe
(… I’ll meet you each night at your pillowside)

ho, tum se dil ki baatien seekhi,
(I learnt all about love from you…)
tum se hi yeh raahien seekhi,
(and I learnt the ways of love from you…)
tum pe marr ke main to,
jee gaaya
(by dying for you, I lived an entire life…) 

khuda jaane ke main fida hoon,
khuda jaane main mitt gaya,
khuda jaane yeh kyun hua hai,
ke ban gaye ho tum mere khuda,

dil kahe ke aaj to,
(the heart wishes that today…)

chupa lo tum panahon mein,
(.. you should hide me in your embrace…)
ke darr hai tum ko kho doonga
(I fear that I might lose you…)
dil kahe sambhal zara khushi ko
(the heart asks me to control my happiness…)
na nazar laga,
(and save it from the evil eye…)
ke darr hai main to ro doonga
(the heart fears that I might cry…) 

o karti hoon sau vaade tum se,
(I make a hundred promises to you…)
baandhe dil ke dhaage tum se,
(I bind the strings of my heart with you…)
yeh tumhe na jaane kya hua
(while you might not know what has happened to me in love…)

khuda jaane ke main fida hoon,
khuda jaane main mitt gaya,
khuda jaane yeh kyun hua hai,
ke ban gaye ho tum mere khuda,

sajde mein yun hi jhukta hoon,
tum pe hi aa ke rukta hoon,
kya yeh sab ko hota hai,

hum ko kya lena hai sab se,
tum se hi sab baatein ab se,
ban gaye ho tum meri dua,

khuda jaane ke main fida hoon,
khuda jaane main mitt gaya,
khuda jaane yeh kyun hua hai,

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Haha, i didnt do my so called nasty blog. Not that i decided not to, but at the moment that i wanted to, i was being lectured about wat a shopaholic i am. I was sad, so after lecture went to sleep. Kesian kan i.

Today my mum made me even more sad, she said she has succesfully lost 11kg n i looked at myself in the mirror n my mum said “i think the last two kilos i shed went to u!” Yep instead of losing weight(which was my summer holidays’ one n only aim) i hv gained two kilos!

i m sad liao

 

But other than that day has been goin on well, my mum is still walking around proudly, i m stuck to the chair n am really grumpy.

Anyways on a lighter note, that pengarah lady/man finally signed my paper but we all start on  different dates. Nana on the 29th, then me on the 1st, then the two boys on the 5th. Sigh, they just hv to do sumthing upside down. 

so for at least another week i goyang kaki.so anybody in need of sumone free to talk to, sum1 to go out shopping wif, i m here. Just be sure to arrange transportation for me k, then i will cum!

I wish i cud be like this!SIGH!!!

goin crazy!!!

I wish i hv a puppy, i wish there was a little kid at home, i wish i had a job, i wish i hv a car to drive around, i wish i won enuff money to go shopping… I WISH FOR ANYTHING BUT A DAY WIF ABSOLUTELY NOTHING TO DO!!!!!

If onie sum ppl cud get their asses to their respective chair n sign a few papers, i wudnt be complaining. Wen we went to IJN we were actually early like two weeks earlier than our supposed date, but ppl there were good enuff that they did wateva is it that they hv to do for us that day itself. We started our practical straight away! Probably thats wat u get wen an organisation is not purely under the goverment!

Actually i am just pissed cos i hate sitting at home. When in russia i wan to go home, but i dun like juz lazing around at home, for me i muz be on the move, alwiz, or at least the first half of the day.

 If thr is nothing to do for a day, i m ok, 2 days,i can live wif it, but 3 straight days, no way. I m goin KOO-KOO!

I m moody, i dunno wat to do, i m restless, i m hating the fact that i m on a holiday, n seriusly considering leaving to russia asap!!! Y? cos there at least the transportation is not that sucky , n yeah they dun hv that many snatch thieves n rapist n well basically criminals. So seriusly, i feel much safer in Russia. N over there i know where i wan to go, n i will go, here i cant la. what to do?

i m so bored i m gonna do another blog soon. N yep, its gonna be one nasty one i hope, cuz i m in a BAD mood!

Took this from an online book ad n modified it!

Hi

lame tak post kan? hari ni nak gune bahase rojak la. Actually tak tau nak cakap ape, hehe. Anyways i wish i cud be happy wif myself. I am very concious about my tummy n my weight but the more i wan to lose the weight the more i m gaining. Bukan ape, siape yg tak concious kalo everyday dgr org cakap ” i ni gemuk kan, u tgk la i punye tangan ni”. i hear it almost 24 hours a day that i start thinking “i ni tak gemuk ke?”. So i went home that day n took a good ”look” at myself for the very first time, n man did i see the flaws. N that was when i started to be really concious of my weight.

Moreover, there were sum who said i looked 2 months pregnant wif my tummy. I hv tried everything, reducing my rice, reducing the amount i eat but still i hv not lost any weight. So far no guys hv said that i am fat, but they say “OK WAT!!!” Seriusly i dun understand wat that ”OK” means.

I may sound like a hypocrite now, but i think every woman is beautiful in her own way. There is sumthing definitely beautiful in a woman, it just takes time n effort for her to notice n use it. But most of us, being human, search for wat we dun hv more than using what we hv. Y? I dunno. We know no one can be perfect but still, u just want to remove that unseen mole hidden among ur right brow, cos to u, thats so not suppose to be there.

Wen Deepika Padukone was asked in an interview of wat does she see in the mirror when she sees herself, she answered “i see lots of flaws”. So thats proof(altho we dun need it) woman no matter how gorgeous will still say she is not beautiful.

Deepika Padukone

Funny, kan? N wen we look at clothes. Kalo girls punye, My God the choices, bole jadi giler. There r so many, i mean u hv so many shops for girls but for guys sikit je kan. Thas cos most guys, espc Asian guys tak suke shopping. Sum of them oredi know ape nak beli then they just buy. They dun go tengok kedai mane ade best price n best design, just beli.

But guys dun care how they look (most la, to my experience). They just wear what they want to wear then keluar. Tapi kalo perempuan, hoi! Kalo aku naki gi mega pun ake dress up, i take at least 1/2 an hour to dress up, lepas tu kene tgk jaket mane sesuai wif the season lagi. Sounds like a hassle kan, but tak kisah la, thats the onie time i get to go out kan. Moreover when i go out bukan i je cuci mate kan, org lain tgk i pun kene cuci mate gak, (hehe perasan la aku ni kan!)

Haih, i m blabbering so much! nak tido la! Eh tunggu for all the girls ini gambar Arjun Rampal yg tak kisah ape he pakai as long he is comfortable. Well he is good looking, does it matter what he wears?!!!

Arjun Rampal

Toodles, Good night.

I wanted to write more but i m really drained.

Symbols: M=me, D=darshana(3 years old, my niece), C=cousin(Darshanas’ mom), MM= my mom

MM:Darshana, who is beautiful, amma(my cuzin) or u?

D: Me(pointing at herself)

MM: u ah? Not Amma ah?

D: No, not amma me, me(repeated pointing at herself)

MM: Ok, ok. Maalini chitti beautiful or Yasshni chitti(aunty) beautiful?

D: Yasshni chitti beautiful, Maalini chitti beautiful

M: Eh, then y ur amma not beautiful?

D: No, amma not beautiful

C: Y i am not beautiful?

D: Bcos, u dun look beautiful LA, so not beautiful!!(was a bit irritated)

C: i dun wanna talk to u oredila, dun fren u.

D: u dun wanna fren me ah?

C: mmm(nodding), yes!

D: Okla, okla, u r beautiful la! (sounding very unconvincing)

Dunno if it is funny to u, but to me it made my day. Her face, her voice n the way she talked, i will never be able to forget it easily.

Good night take care.