Friday, September 30, 2011

friday favourite: meet coffee lovers...

since coffee lovers have been talking about the 'national coffee day', here for my friday favourite i wanna share blog links of other coffee lovers, in no particular orders:


Thursday, September 29, 2011

the day i knew there's national coffee day...

its all thanks to social media these days news spread-out in no seconds at all... if not how did i find-out its 'national coffee day' today!

i tweet/posted on fb the other morning asking about the truth of bombing news in subang(?) i read via my twitter. an uncle responded in less than 20 minutes that it was a combined explosions of leaked commercial gas in the gas storage underneath the ground floor of the empire shopping gallery in subang jaya.

so its the national coffee day today. americans are scrambling to grab their free cup of coffee. although its nothing happened here, i as a coffee lover ensure i drank coffee and nothing else, just for the joy of celebrating the day. nonetheless for a coffee lover like me, everyday is a coffee day for us anyway.

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My conspiracy theory is that the big coffee chains started it as a smart way of promotion — hey, there is a food day, so why not a National Coffee Day? It sounds fun anyway!

So sorry, in short I don’t have an answer for you on the origin but if you do know about the history of this event please drop a note below.


happy coffee day everyone!...


the day we gotta start to do the wobble...

hey, people of the world... good morning!

it's my lansing day! let's do the wobble as your morning work-out, peeps! ツ it's so easy everyone can do it... wohooo! ♫♩♬




*the wobble is basically an absolute beginner line dance level...

Monday, September 26, 2011

surprise, surprise!...

it was early in the morning today when i was already busy at my desk, a colleague who just came-in told me that i was wearing the same with ula, one of our team members. i was like: "haaa(?!!!)..." freaked-out! panic! then she continued, "same colour, black and white..." *phew*

what a tremendous surprise people... ula and i were wearing same colour, and what a nice match in two different styles. check-out our shoes too! one in white and another in black... LOL! ツ


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i dunno what will be happened if i were to come the same with other people. i will surely feel embarrassed i tell you... i positively could say one of us will go out of the office immediately and headed straight to the nearest mall to buy a new clothes so that we won't look the same again hehee... women you know... we are so different from guys, who won't really care about this i think. correct me if i am wrong.

so tell me people whether you faced this incident before especially same clothes... hah! please, do share it with us...

Sunday, September 25, 2011

sneak peek: AZ

alright it was supposed to be a great and wonderful day today too like the day before. but something came up and it has some complications. i need some time to write about it and surely will share with the people of the blogosphere soon.

to sam, hang-in there. been there, done that. i know how you feel. i am here when you need me... xx

at the meantime here's a sneak peak of anuar zain's performance last night. they simply placed him last, and see all the gediks, poyos, everything LOL! CEO, COO, all can't say anything cuz it was time for us to loosen-up! even Mr E was so sporting to join us at the dance floor *winks*

enjoy the video although its just a very short one―




Saturday, September 24, 2011

#SayaGenerasi

it was earlier in the evening when i came back from shopping at bukit bintang, i realized everyone were tweeting about their childhood life with hashtag #SayaGenerasi. at first i read some. then i thought i must do it too. i dunno who started it basically. but don't you think it's kinda cool to remember the childhood memories we had. here's mine in the order i posted/tweet~

  1. learned music with kak ina's father, cikgu razak. and tomorrow, ada ke bang nuor gonna remember her, huhuu... #SayaGenerasi



  2. wonders whether t-put a.k.a. rozy remembers: a-ha, bros, curiosity killed the cat, rick astley... #SayaGenerasi

  3. berdandan dua, panjanggggg... when she was in standard one #SayaGenerasi

  4. always remember her standard one teacher, cikgu sabariah: "daba-li-u [W]" #SayaGenerasi

  5. belajar mengaji with hamidah's (her batch in primary) mom. balik jalan kaki, selalu kena tinggal dek her cousin bros, sudahnya deme kena marah hahaa... mike ingat tak abang ayi #SayaGenerasi

  6. also remembers: jem & the hologram, she-ra the princess of power, punky brewster, smurf, little house on the prairie, to name some... #SayaGenerasi

  7. played konda-kondi, galah panjang, police sentry... budak sekarang? jom Nuffnang ajak bloggers play all these someday... #SayaGenerasi

  8. don't think kids these days know what is 'ais kepal' (iced balls). but she remembers ali mamak didn't have to use the bowl to shape it! kan?... ;P #SayaGenerasi

  9. so proud of her non-muslim friends who can read & write jawi, thanks to kelas jawi in primary school #SayaGenerasi

  10. was a die-hard fan of donny & marie osmonds: daddykins had to play the cassette non-stop for our balik kampung journey from johor to kuale #SayaGenerasi

i in fact shared the same in my fb wall too. as everyone knows when we posted something interesting there sure you will get lotsa responses. so if you have something to share about your childhood life too, do let me know by leaving comments here.


Wednesday, September 21, 2011

sharing is caring

...knows there's no such thingy as xmas in sept (xmas in july, yes) but who cares she glad she makes many ppl not just loved ones, happy 2day ❤

i tweet that last night.

we have all heard from an early age… ‘sharing is caring’. toys, ice cream, a hug… you name it.

in today’s world, sharing is all about the ‘like’, ‘tweet’, ‘+1′ and ‘stumbles’. as such, first, i email to all the team members in the office of the subway malaysia vouchers i received. as i find only some of them interested i shared about it to the outside world too via fb and twitter. they were all gone by evening!


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it was subway malaysia’s fault of delivering our delivery order late by close to an hour on last 2 fridays. i was rather angry as many times i warned them that they gonna served foreign customers! and when i called the store the other day to ask for the original receipt, how lucky i was i got to speak with the owner itself. she apologized to me of what had happened. thus she gave me quite a number of their vouchers. i kept some for my boss too. and when i handed the vouchers to him, he thanked me. and of course we had a quick talk of how on earth i was able to get those vouchers. not one. not two. but a lot. its really quite a sum that i have to share. if not, don’t tell me i must eat subway sandwiches everyday till the due date… ahaks! yes, many people asked: how you got it? don’t ask. how many do you have? don’t ask. if you wish to have it, i will give it to you. but of course i don’t have any now. i only have one left anyway for moi. that’s what my boss advised me— to keep one for myself since i took care and handled everything well… he also commented jokingly that i may look small but fierce (kecil-kecil cili padi*, you know?) and i have a big heart. aw… thank you so much sir…

*kecil-kecil cili padi, is a malay expressions literally means: do not underestimate its hotness though the bird pepper is small in size. so size doesn’t matter?

alright, talking about sharing, when we share, we break out of the boundaries of our ego and recognise the humanity of the other. sharing breeds inter-dependence, happiness and harmony. for a planet with limited resources, sharing is the way forward.

there are three kinds of givers in the world: the stone, the sponge and the honeycomb. to get anything out of a stone, you must hammer it; even then it only yields chips and sparks. to make a sponge part with the water it holds, you must squeeze it. the harder you squeeze the more you get. then there is the honeycomb, from which sweetness overflows. this unattributed saying beautifully sums up how we humans abounding with attachment, and fraught with emotion, share what we consider our own.