random zone.

well.

they say great powers come great responsibility,
but i think great choices come great responsibility...right?

okie its had been the random very random week,days,hours of mine.
there is a lot thing that just happened, and i wish i had a video recorder that will record and give me this power of playback and then laugh again.

and they say, laughter is always de best medicine huh?
den what explains the stomach cramps and the spins in the head?
hahaha.
whatever mira.

so anyways, i think moms are the most busiest peole on earth during Ramadhan,dont you think?
first they must have always a list of recipes settled for this month,they have to cooked twice a day man, the buka-which must be nice and extra special since its a reward for those who puasa and the sahur- which must be extra delicious so that everyone in the family will wake up and more importantly must be extra healthy lah kan, coz we need all the energy to last for the day..
&& their duty are not done yet. they are either busy planning what cadar to use for hari raya, which langsir, and there are even those busy baking kueh, and those busy sewing baju kurung.sometime it just make me wonder, ibu still jahit her own baju despite the many outfit they sell in bazzar.ye lah..save money katekan.
but serious man...women-ibu-mothers are the most amazing people on earth.

they are my new definition of my superheroes.so goodbye, superman!

and that means, i cant wait to me the superhero.
i want be to be the women, the mother..but i just cant imagine myself have to coook everyday, like waking up three plus in the morn just to do cooking and to tolerate all the nonsense that i might get when i have a husband and many children.ohmyAllah.
imagine having to know of what to cook everyday, well lets say having to know atleast 200 recipes,i mean, i dont want to eat the same food like every 3 days.it is more torturing then having to memorise the periodic table man.

okie.that was preety random rite?

not untill when i had this convo,
we were watching this malay tele movie,where this guy was married, and his mom apparently wants him to marry another one since his wife is having kidney problem.and this guy actually agree to his mom request.

me: abeh laki tuu nak kahwin? then the guy agree to get married?
ibu: nak lah..baru sakit buah pinggang sikit, abeh nak cari ganti want lahh!just because of kidney failure then want to find a new one.
me: sape yg suruh kahwin? who initiate?
ibu: mak dier ar his mother ar
me:alah dier nak turut ckp mak dier perr..taknak jadi anak derhaka haiayh, he dun want to be a rude son lah...he is just obeying his mother ar.
ibu: alah kalau jantan takkan takanak melawan, dah kate jantan, gatal,pantang di hulur then dun call himself a man, dunnoe how to stand on his feet,men are all de same, see chance, sure grab the chance..
me: rilek ar...dier ikut script lar, ada cameraman semua.hahahaha relax ar...they acting oni mah, got scrip, cameraman and all.hahah.

&&
it had been two days since i had a ohsoromantic buka.
once was with fatin, where we had packed meals and sit outside civic facing de sunset..untill there was dis lizard sound near us, that make me jumped and hurriedly asked her to pack all de food and find new spot..
then the nextnext day, had it again, but now 8 of us, de iftar comm ppl basically, sitting behind the mrt station and had the lepaks moment again.the laughs was unbearable lahh.

okie taaa...
in life, there is no guarantee...u got to take that risk.