Hello Ramadan

Another curtain falls..but this time, it will be longer. Ramadan come, any other Muslim observer will learn to respect the holy month. Summer is usually the best season out of all the 4 seasons. The sun makes u feel good. Well, let me tell u, in a country like this, u learn to appreciate the sun more than u stay out of it when its bright. ha ha. i can see u are giving me that 'wannabe' face as in 'dude, get over yourself! You're a Malaysian for goodness sake!' ha ha. well, at least my baby sister keep telling me the same thing when I'm obsessed with the sun.

So today, it will be the last summer for me. as in, the summer where i get to enjoy the BBQ, a nice fag under the sun and having a cold coke in my hand. I'll be the audience, watching all these happening in front of my eyes and to remain calm until the Iftar, which i supposed shouldn't be that hard. I've been doing this my whole life, fasting in Ramadan.

Having said that, BBQ or a fag under the sun, can never be as good as Ramadan. I feel so blessed that i got the chance to celebrate another Ramadan, and with God's will, i hope to be able to celebrate more Ramadan to comes. I am talking to my sister on 'whatsapp' while posting this blog. She told me mommy cook some soy sauce chicken, some french toast and nutella for 'sahur'. I miss home, i really do. I miss my family, i miss my friends and i miss my room. i miss having sahur with my family and then break fasting together. and oh, the bazaar ramadan gotta be the best part of fasting in Malaysia. Dude, the food is salivating for goodness sake. Sometimes, the Ramadan buffet which papa keep telling me and my sister 'its not worth taking u two to these buffet, you'll eat nothing more than rm10 and i paid a hefty rm50 per pax' ha ha, which is true by the way. when we were younger, it was a different story, the exposure, the motivation for us to fast was the reason for Ramadan buffet. As we get older, and all of us were working, time always seems to be the problem. But these days, buffets come for free, and that's when we go, by invitation i mean. ha ha. Also, i miss having an all girls break fasting session with my darlings. its the laugh and the never-ending story that makes it extra fun every time.

oh well, now that I'm not at home, i cook my own break fasting meals. i hope to be able to do some sardines curry puffs, 'begedil' and all these simple foods that gonna makes me feel like home. oh well, a girl gotta do what a girl gotta do. it can't be that bad! let's cherish Ramadan as its only here once a year. and just remember the gift that awaits us all when its over. and then 18hours? dude, who needs the no-carbs diet, or Atkins diet or South Beach diet or whatever. i am all Kate Moss by 1 September (yeah, i wish!).

oh yeah, got stopped by BBC journalists just now when umpy and i were at Finsbury Park. the question is

"what comes to your mind when u heard the word CHAV?"

so, me being the talkative me, i have all these explanations, opinions, recommendations whats-not, being filmed and interviewed. and then its umpy's turn

BBC: so, what do think? what goes through your mind when u heard the word chav?

umpy: well basically, i don't know what chav is, that's why i let my girlfriend do all the talking!

ha ha. even the lady who's supposed to do the interview laughed. that's umpy, he's all straight forward. if he doesn't know, means he doesn't know. he's not gonna pretend or play cool or whatever. and now that we're watching the telly, he kept saying so let's see if we'll be in BBC news or program or something. oh well, he's taking a pissed alright that man! pfft

oh and by the way, do check out the Malaysian papers if u could, we might be in there. we've been cam-whoring somewhere at the dockland and then took some pictures overlook the 'Tower Bridge' yesterday. it was a fun day despite me having some real serious issues with my headache. i need to do that MRI Scan. Ive always have these crazy headaches and stomachaches since i was younger. blimey! zaty and jihan on the other hand, were fasting yesterday. we had to stop at a pub to get water for them both and then, another pit stop along the way(we went to Delima for dinner and karaoke) for my paracetamol. i was so quiet along the way, the headache got me big time last night. Mind u, i do sing later that night(karaoke) as my headache was gone by then. it was a good Saturday indeed!

can u see the tower bridge?

i love this one (yeah, i was a bit bonkers!)

Tower Bridge

why do i have to hunch? (fat belly)

docklands

so Happy Fasting people. Have a good Ramadan! God bless us all. InsyaAllah


-lady-

my summer 'festival'

its 3 more days before we welcome the holy month of Ramadan. this is finally my summer 'festival'. surviving without any foods or drinks or fags. honestly, i don't mind not eating for 18hours or so, but i cannot bear not drinking any water especially when I'm working. i worked in a 'box' which is suffocate enough to make me vomit if i don't drink enough water. no air, no windows, no air-conditioner and its sane to say there's only Co2 in there (disgusting).

so have u make up on your missed days last year, or even years before? i already did cause if I'm at home, its always during Syawal (6 days). i made up on days that i missed last Ramadan during winter cause it has shorter daylight, which I'm pretty sure other Muslims living in a country with 4 seasons will fancy winter for paying up days that they've missed. they say u will probably feel hungry due to the cold weather, but its fine really. plus, who wanna go out when its cold?

but there's something that i struggle to do when Ramadan comes, cook and making sure it taste nice (never a problem when I'm back at home! sigh), and another gotta be the explaining part to those non-Muslim about Ramadan. the most frequent question that will be asked would be "Why are u fasting like that? Not drinking or anything at all? We fast too but we cannot eat meat yada yada yada..but why?". Its funny cause my answers seem scriptural every time. To feel grateful of what we have and stop committing too much sins that will demerit the full benefits of fasting. Also, to appreciate what we have and that not everyone have that chance to eat nice food, even eating any food all day long. All sort of answers that have got to do with appreciation. I think eventually, they will understand my point and hopefully those answers are making sense.

together we count the days, hours to Ramadan Al-Mubarak. Hence, I'm lowering myself to all of you and asking for forgiveness for all those things that I've done that might hurt u and whether or not I've done it intentionally or unintentionally. For i am only another human beings with flaws, and like u, i am just His imperfect servant. Let's cherish Ramadan for it only comes once a year and let's hope it will help us improve ourselves to be a better person, an obedient daughter/son, a hardworking student, a respected surveillance and most importantly a good Muslim.

ciao amigo!

Salam Ramadan Al-Mubarak to all Muslims wherever you are.


-lady-

tale of a neighbour

recently, a couple from next door went back home for good. no doubt they are good people. i chat with them a lot as i always bumped into them in the kitchen. but little did i know about these two very normal people.

they don't have a proper job. at one point, the boyfriend is not working at all, while the girlfriend works part time somewhere in town. but much to my surprise, they brought home different items every time. and i am not talking about spoons or plates from the pound shop, its those expensive spoons and even expensive set of knives. oh by the way, the boyfriend is a chef. one day, i saw a Nespresso coffee machine. it costs a fortune for a part-timer and a jobless to afford such coffee machine. forget the machine for now. they also bring back all these expensive meats and fish. but then, who am i to judge them. they might come from a wealthy family. or so i thought.

so we become friends. we talk and chat. they left a note on the day they leave the house. asking me to keep their mails and a farewell drink or two. so we meet up one of these days before he leave for good (the girlfriend is already back at home). i passed the mails and all, then everything starts to make sense when he opened up to me. apparently, all those stuff that i see in the house, from meats to clothes to kitchen tools (that include the Nespresso) were stolen from one of the respective store in London. i am talking about something more than just John Lewis. well the girlfriend was very good at stealing. its also safe to say that she's a professional thief. she's so good that they manage to steal that big Nespresso out of the building, let alone to bring it home. and all these stories were exposed as i had the last drink with the boyfriend before he left London for good. nevertheless, they are still as decent as we all are. no matter what they do, its none of my business. i wont poke my nose any further and i will never judge them by that.

this post wasn't meant to be about them, but it was meant to be about how people survive in big cities, which in their case, London. things that people willing to do to survive, or better off, to live luxuriously, let alone to survive. there are tonnes of stories on surviving in this mean city. Sometimes, a young girl will stop u "gracefully", asking for spare cigarettes. The most common thing would be to indulge yourself into paid sexual intercourse, especially when u have that 'job' like Belle du jour. A medical students who survive by being a 'call girl'. 'Call girl' earns at least £500/night, hence surviving the whole week.

Its amazing to endeavor in issues like this. U always thought u know a lot, but then think again. i don't simply jump into some stupid judgment just because people do stuff to live. but i admit i am sometimes judgmental towards other stuff. i mean, isn't everyone is? my neighbors are nice people. they are not bunch of wannabes, they just do what they can to survive. but if i were given a choice, i would rather asking for some 'loans' and then work my ass off for what it worth. i don't feel sorry for them for not having money to buy good stuff, neither do i feel sorry for them for stealing stuff. a drug addict could have a good heart. a killer will have his soft spot somewhere. God is great, his creation is mystery. who are we to deny the fact that we are not perfect. there are things that we do, that sometimes don't even making sense but we do it anyway. why? because its just one of those things. and in their case, maybe to live luxuriously or perhaps to survive. but i guess, I'll never know.

-lady-

favors and funs

so last week was a little bit chaotic than weeks before. i am more occupied i would put it. last week was about favors..it was about fun..it was about charity, farewell and animals!

last week was when i over-used the words 'help', 'pass', 'lemme know' and 'please'. i was busy trying to find people to do me favors by passing my interview script to their superior for my dissertation purposes. its The Malaysian Evidence, and I'm not back at home. hence, i don't just need that favor from interviewees, but also to the messenger i.e. friends who are willing to help. but the respond was so poor and i now know that not everyone can help u willingly. but some really do help u in anyway that they could, and i thanked them for that. and that is not my case alone, as my friend who wanted to help me, now know the same thing like i do. i am human being myself, i can accept NO for an answer, let alone other negative answers. but the fact that they choose to ignore let alone to my reply to my follow-ups, are just beyond words. i know, i too sometimes failed to successfully help a friend or whoever, but at least i tell them and not leave them clueless. we are all not perfect, but i do sure we all have manners. unfortunately, some people choose to ignore the beauty of having good manners..FREE! God bless them..and up until now, I'm still struggling to get responds from other respondents. Fingers crossed something come around, i do believe they will.

after a whole week of asking favors and begging and all, its fun times with nice people and my umpy. the weekends kicked-off with a charity fashion show in Studio Valbonne, Soho. Was supporting a friend who worked behind the scene. The show can be fun but not without a fully prepared rehearsal. Its Fashion show and its in the name of charity, its should be fun. But, the only fun thing i have that night was spending some nice time with bunch of beautiful people. it was finally good having to turn my head away from disso for few days. the fashion show was OK, but the band was..hmm, annoying? and the belly dancers were the best performance of the night. they killed it. and then the burlesque, oh wow! that's all that i can say. u should at least respect her and then hate her guts for doing so when u look at her. i mean..seriously?! and the night ends high. despite the OK show, was good food and laughter for supper. and i missed the train home. got on 2 buses and got home at around 2am. but i would rate my night a good'ol 6 stars! wheeeee..

Studio Valbonne

beautiful people

shikin / syabil / jo

aisyah / zaty

the runway

full dressed

mexican hat

oi! burlesque

and then its Saturday. its farewell lunch day for Prince Syabil. we had lunch at his mom's restaurant, Puji Puji at Islington. the food was awesome. a bit pricey, but its worth paying for. i remember queuing up for the satay at Malaysian night months back and then failed to buy them. but when i finally tasted the satay last Saturday, i am not surprised why the queue was so long. it was delicious. so good i must say. i also had Assam Pedas, and it was very pedas (spicy) indeed, and also, so bloody tasty. Syabil's mom is a good cook alright. i knew Syabil for only 2 weeks, but it felt like i know this guy my whole life. He's the most diva-ish male i've ever known my life. Its a shame that we met too little too late. But i hope, the friendship remains and that he'll still remember me whenever we bumped into each other on the street one day. So Syabil left for Malaysia on Sunday, but i hope the friendship stays. take care big guy.

Its a trip to the zoo on Sunday. the weather was perfect for the occasion. the sun was up and bright. been planning on going to the zoo since the start of the summer. but knowing London weather, its always better to check the weather forecast everyday to make sure that it will be hot and it remains hot, and so it did. that day, i told umpy, its going to be hot but he refused to listen to me and instead wore a sweatshirt. and knowing umpy, the complaint starts pouring when the sun finally came out. proper sunshine i mean. but nevertheless, it was a good day at the zoo. was pulling umpy's leg every time we saw monkeys around. and little did i know, we're gonna bump into a monkey called "Diana Monkey". ha ha. guess who's having the last laugh?. yeah! umpy did. u can't afford to not enjoy the sun while it lasts, so we decided to stop at the pub to enjoy more sun. a drink or two and a nice Turkish BBQ. the day finally ends on a high note.

hello penguin

Mr. Meerkat

summer day out

Diana Monkey

umpy in his sweatshirt *ha ha*

bright beautiful day

moi

mary-go-round at the zoo

the Finsbury

the weekends was uber awesome. it is now back to focusing on my disso. still waiting for some responds and feedback while completing my methodology part. hoping i can already start writing up my 'Result' section, but until now it seems impossible. i can't write anything until i got something. i am gonna have to wait a little bit longer with a little bit more patience, hoping someone will reply so that i can get over and done with both sections before mid of next week. well i had a good time, and I'm sure u do too. good nite!

-lady-

Jorge, Alexa and Eliana Narvaez

On Thursday, my baby sister told me about this amazing dad daughter youtube sensation. So i decided to check it out. and boy oh boy, i am in love with these gorgeous people. they're too gorgeous to describe it in words. believe it or not, i am stuck (still) on youtube watching their show called "Our Journey" since 6pm (its almost 1am now). Its an amazing relationship between a father and his two adorable daughters. Their journey is just too beautiful to express it in any way. Jorge being a single dad doesnt look a bit of worrying at all, having to manage two small active girls at one time. Alexa and Eliana, doing what they're best at, being happy kids. Jorge and the girls are just blessed with life that almost surreal and the fact that the journey are watch by million others who adore them, is a definite happiness.

Well, i am glad being able to say that i have a normal wonderful life as a young kids too. All 3 of us, my baby sister, baby brother and mee were brought up the way it should be. We are not rich, but we are alright. I remember papa brings us out every weekend to eat McDonalds (kids love McDonalds), that i even remember the exact orders. Always filet o fish for my papa, my mommy and myself, chicken burger for my baby sister and everything thats on the menu for my baby brother (he aint heavy, he's my brother!). Our other weekends activities also include tennis session for me and my siblings, while papa on the other side of the court with his friends. Sometimes, we went for a swimming lesson (which by the way, i still don't know how to swim until now..ahuh!) while papa is putting in his 18holes and mommy, usually a loyal audience. Mommy doesn't do sports, her job is a pure working mommy's job. Working 5 days a week, and a full time housewife over the weekends.

Also, we went for holidays quite often. Although its nothing overseas or whatever, it is always a good one. Going to the beach, just relaxing over the weekends (while papa obviously playing golf). I remember going to the beach, and sitting on my dad's shoulder waiting for my dad to throw me into the water, got so scared cause i dont know how to swim (obviously!). Woke up really early in the morning, just to go to the beach. All these memories, will stay with me forever. I am just lucky to still have a complete family and the fact that my family have each other. U dont need money to be happy, but u cannot not having money to be happy either. So i guess, thats why things work out, because we're the average people. I grew up without any nanny or bibik to take care of the house chores, its always me and my sister giving mommy a hand every time. So doing the house chores is like a routine for me. I dont see why i need someone to take my laundry and do it for me, or to do the dishes when im done eating, because im blessed with a perfect ability. I remember papa always says "why do i need a nanny when i have 2 daughters to help their mommy?"

As years go by, the relationship that me and my siblings have with our parents are amazing. we talk about almost everything. i know its difficult to do it now that i'm far from home, but i get to talk to them anytime i want, and the fact that i know that i can talk to them about everything is the best part of my relationship with my parents, from love life to being an adult and from friendships to office politics. Absolutely everything. I am blessed. I am truly blessed! I know Alexa and Eliana will grow up being just as good as it gets just by seeing how Jorge treat his daughters. Just by watching the show makes me feel good. It reminds me of my childhood, although its not the same, but the fact that Alexa and Eliana are enjoying the best stage of their life that way, it brings back all the good memories that me and siblings have with our parents. It is just amazing. And that's why, i made promises to myself, they deserve something good from me. In fact, they deserved the best out of me. Deep down inside, i know they only want me to be happy. I got that chance to do what i want and how i want it to be. I am not being nasty, but i know, not everyone have that same chance and opportunities to do so. And so they will get one if not many, sooner or later. That's a promise i made to myself.

I am blessed with a life that have been nothing but great. Without my parents, i wouldnt be here. Quite possibly, i wouldnt even be able to write this. I wish i can turn back time and stay toddlers and young forever. Sit on my papa's lap, asking him to throw me into the sea, listen to him to not get on a bicycle when its raining, waiting for him to come to me when i'm sulking because i didnt get what i want, waiting for him to bring home the Swensen's ice cream..all those little things! if i have one wish, and only one wish at this very moment, all i want is my family, here with me! i dont need no big house, i dont ask for a fancy car, not even a luxurious holiday. i just want a nice family dinner at the stall, a "wake up, go and have ur shower, we're going for a brekkie" every Sunday morning and also a "stop provoking ur brother, u like to provoke him and u know he hates it" from my parents. After all, thats what family is all about, togetherness.

Sometimes i got scared, so scared that i won't be able to make them proud. I am not worries about them getting mad at me for not doing good in school, because i know, as long as i try, that sometimes things just dont work, they know and they are being ok about. Thats why im more scared because all they want is for me to be happy, and all i want is to make them proud. But i make a promise, and that promise i shall not break. ok, its pass 1am now, i am off to bed feeling a little bit homesick tonite. sigh. Until next time, laters!

-lady-

'dirty' all weekends long

I'm a Malaysian, no matter where i am! and because i am, i am against "Bersih", one of the many opponents' campaign in order to bring the government down. i just don't see the need of doing so. we are living in a well-harmonized country. its so sad especially seeing the youth expressing their support to this. i understand, its personal preferences. But i strongly believe, half of the crowd in the rally, don't have a clue what's the rally all about but, Bersih!

what's sad is that, those people who claimed they're the biggest supporter of such campaign, were at home, either watching some news on the biggest rally after so long, or updating their facebook status, again claiming they strongly support the rally, when they're sitting still at home, while others are making a fool out of themselves by attending the rally with those oh-so-scary yellow shirts. so who's actually doing the rally? well, i believe the answer lies in each individual. and like those who vaguely voice out their support on the campaign, i don't see why an anti-Bersih like me, need to stop making my point?

as far as i'm concern, there's NO one country in the world, has a 100% population that fully supporting their government. why? its written in the blood, you will never be happy upon other people's success. u can do give and take between families, or lovers, or friends..but u can never have such a policy in a community. and they say, upon the campaign, people unite. we are not united enough before the campaign? then how the hell do we manage to enjoy the same concerts, went to the same events, study in the same universities? is that not united enough?

i remember one of the demand from the campaign is to stop corruption! who are you kidding? corruption is where we go way back. it's not there for no reason. its one of those thing in politics! such event brings bad name to Malaysia. its sad seeing those innocents who got dragged into such games and join the rally. its sad seeing those who were supposed to stand strong on their feet and keep holding on to their belief got raped with such powerful media and words that comes from some strangers mouth and made believe that they will give u something. something fresh, something new they said. me too, i need that bit of a fresh air. i hate politics, and i am not saying the Malaysian government is perfect, but a rally with an attempt to bring the government down, will only make things worse. a peaceful country might turn into a war nation, united races might fall apart.

power indeed is a very strong word that comes with a very heavy responsibilities, and so far there will always certain people who will not be satisfy with another leader (may it come and go), and believe me, this love/hate relationship will continue. but i say, that's the beauty of Malaysia. nothing is perfect, but we always hope for the best. but until the whole nation work together, and looked up to each other, no matter how many rallies held over the years, no matter how many demands made on a piece of paper, if we don't appreciate what we have, we will only lose one thing that is so precious. one thing and one thing only, out motherland, Malaysia.

yellow people

KL in chaos

ok, i don't mean to talk that much about the rally, but everyone has a right on their own opinion. and u just heard mine!

so, that was Saturday. yesterday, the weather managed to behave. a bit cloudy, but the sun did came out finally in the evening. and so whats the best way to enjoy it than to have a BBQ! my normal Sunday starts with a 7-2pm shift at the bakery. unlike other Sundays, yesterday was an exciting one. it was 4 of us, we never really had more than 5 for a BBQ, cause that's umpy's policy in having a BBQ. ha ha. so we had lambs and sausages for BBQ, salads and few drinks. got umpy climbed up the tree for another round of BBQ, danced to some songs and just a nice lay back day under the sun. and then, Domino's for dinner as we called it a day around 8pm as the stomach starts making noises already by 9pm.

yiber / umpy

enjoying his lamb

umpy /me

the chef - xhevat

my monkey

no formality (messed)

so Sunday ends on a high note. nice weather. lovely BBQ. enjoying the sun. and today, the normal chaotic week will resume starting with a web cam meeting with my supervisor tomorrow noon. i'll continue writing up my dissertation and hoping it will progress after tomorrow's meeting. its past midnite now. think im going to hit the sack soon. well, u lot have a good week ahead. til later then!

-lady-

oh boring days

oh my! the days have been 'exaggerating' too much lately..absolutely nothing to do whatsoever. the only day that seems productive for me is when i work (packing the crispbread?). other than that, i'll be at home. wondering what to do.

normal boring days start with an early morning (usually 9am). then do myself some nice neslo ice to fill up my stomach (my so-called diet). and then, light up the fag and then straight to my lappie. what's on the telly? Jeremy Kyle? Hell NO! i'd rather keep reading the same sports columns than watching some bonkers on the show. and then keep posting some random tweets. and today, i'm 'selling' myself through twitter for some part time accounting jobs. how pathetic is that? but hey cmon, its life. i need to do something. can't sit around and wait for some miracles to happen. and then, trying to watch some movies, but its lagging that i gave up quarter way through (not even half). had my shower, start cooking and that's it! one day..doing fucko!

by the way, my apology for the last post. was dragging because i was half asleep while babbling about my diet resolution. and today, i'll make it short and simple. boring days! that's it! i am drinking my lime juice (fresh) and a fag while posting this. i am off to bed in a bit. got work tomorrow.

ok, bye!

-lady-

my love/hate relationship with food

so was talking to my folks few days back, and my papa especially didn't say anything much but "how's work? how's classes?" kinda thing. and then, was talking to mommy on Saturday. was actually trying to calm her down due to some things at home (sister's thingy!). and then, she start asking me like what are u having for lunch today? whats for dinner kinda question. it was normal really, until she starts banging about me eating too much bread (well, umpy is Eastern European and me working at the bakery basically evolve around daily dosage of bread). she said, papa complaints about my face looking rounder than ever, *dang*! so they both have asked me to stop eating breads. this is where umpy overheard "makan roti, makan roti!" and start imitating me "makan roti! makan roti!" which means "eating bread, eating bread!". ha ha. so yeah, then i decided to stop eating bread. well at least, until today i haven't touch any bread, or a so-called bread i supposed.

and then, my crappy diet starts. i was thinking of cutting down the bread due to carbohydrates, instead i went to Iceland and bought myself some salads. no, its not green salads! its potato and italian pasta salad. damn! but these white creamy salads are just too irresistible, so i ate it anyway. despite closing one eyes on the pasta. then, i bought myself tuna and sweetcorn pasta..PASTA AGAIN!! so when will i ever cut down my carbs? its not that i looooove food, but i am not saying that i hate them either. its just that, good food are irresistible. pastas, white bread, potato. what am i thinking??

so i salute those NORMAL people who actually do follow these strict diets. i am so bloody sure that somewhere deep down inside them, they defo wanna eat the same food like we do. but their determination and with their mind set on that, there's no way they'll going to eat even a little itsy bitsy tiny small bit out of the meal. oh i know people who's like that. and plus, healthy lifestyle is important too. exercises, workouts are definitely good for your body.

well as for me, i haven't touch any bread since Saturday, but stupidly ate few croissants and pastries (i worked in a bakery factory for fuck sake!). so i think, my diet plans are crap. i don't have enough patient to stand there by the shelf, and check out the ingredients! lucky u bastards who have lots of money and eat expensive healthy food i.e. organic foods especially, who have money to splash on the gym, and most importantly, private trainer. i can't let go of fizzy drinks. damn! but with little determination in me, i'll try to cut down food as much as i can (and i have been saying this for months now, even umpy get bored of the same self promises already!)

with this lazy arse, i keep staying in and stay in front of the lappie for hours, most of the time working out on my dissertation. i can actually exercise if i want to, to walk back home after work. but come on now, I've been standing for at least 7hours when i'm working. hence the laziness (fatigue?). oh well, i need to cut down some pounds, but i need something sore to pump up my determination. but i can't so far. haihh..

-lady-

sports and i

how's everyone's weekend so far? its Saturday! nothing can ever go wrong i supposed. even if it is, leave it and wait til Monday come will ya? ha ha. well, it has been a great week for sports fans. tennis and boxing especially. i am a big fan of both football and tennis. i played both games though, although i haven't been playing tennis ages now. don't know whether i still know how to hit the ball right though. ha ha.

so its Ladies' Wimbledon Final today. Miss Sharapova and Miss Kvitova takes on the center stage to fight for the 2011 Wimbledon title. I am not as much fan of Ladies compare to Men, but i watch both. This seems to be an easy call though. Sharapova has been really consistent over the pass 2 weeks. She hasn't drop a set, which is pretty impressive. I've seen her playing tennis over the years. If she wins it this year, it will be her 2nd Wimbledon titles and therefore making her 4th Grand Slam wins throughout her career. After coming back from her injury, she looks better than ever. The pretty tennis player, doesn't just put her famous feature to model designer's couture, but also her famous grunts to scares her opponent. Amazingly this year, her grunts came second after Azarenka's. Well, my call would be Sharapova, how about u?

Sharapova in action

Tomorrow though, Nadal will takes on Djokovic to fight for Men 2011 Wimbledon title. Tennis fans could easily bet on Nadal to takes it home, but watching Djokovic improved throughout the year, i say he has as much chance to win the title as Nadal do. No question on how strong Nadal is at the moment, that some critiques were saying "until Nadal suffer an injury, there's no way anyone can beat him!". Nevertheless, win or lose for Djokovic tomorrow, will see him overtaking Nadal's no.1 ranking in the world. That would be a breath of a fresh air. I am not a sucker for Nadal, neither do i hate him. I am Federer's fan. Ive been watching him playing for years now. Its a low down for him at the moment, but i am not blaming him. All other top players are young, even Nadal himself is 4years younger than Federer. 30 this year, but there's no sign of Federer putting his racket down. He lost back-to-back Wimbledon quarterfinal, but i still think there's more to come. But until then, i am looking forward to watch Federer in action at US Open this coming November. So i am rooting for Djokovic tomorrow. I mean, he must have wanna do something about his no.1 ranking. He can't lose and still clinch on to the no.1 ranking in the world can he? it just doesn't feel right.

djokovic v nadal

he's my favorite - Federer (RF)

I LOVE football. i love football too much that it will affect my daily dosage in life if something goes wrong with my favorite team in the world, Manchester United. People around keep telling me to calm down and stop being all madness about this, and believe me i tried. So its pre-season month, the peak of transfer window, and getting ready for the Premier League next month. Man i am so excited. I am excited to see the reform team, new faces and the most obvious one would be De Gea. I wanna know how well can he cope the pressure of being compare to VDS. VDS has been magnificent. He helped Manchester United to win the 19th premier league title, kicking the Kop off their perch. And no, its not over yet. More titles to come, and i am very confident about it. So, bring it on EPL 2011/2012.

we are the champ19ons!

and then tonite, its Hayes v Klitschko. that man sure has a big mouth. we'll see whether or not can he fight with that big mouth of his. Every single day, every newspaper's sports section will feature an interview with him saying he'll crushed the Ukrainian's giant. i hate watching boxing, the fact that the game is so brutal, its kinda scary to watch. But, after all these news and dramas, it brings such excitement to watch it and see how it will end. so yeah, i'm sorry but i'll go for Klitschko. not only because he doesn't talk much, but also because he's bigger than Hayes. i mean, really, BIGGER!!

hayes v klitschko

so there u go. sports and i. its part of my life. umpy is a sucker for football himself. i can't 'touch' his football schedule on Saturday. its like we've come to an agreement long time ago, that Saturday is his football day. ha ha. but we never support the same team. he's always a Chelsea fan, so one of us were very upset last season obviously..HIM! ha ha. so yeah, not only i love football, i love umpy and umpy love football and so we love football. and he starts liking tennis too this year. last year wasn't as much, but this year, he's really crazy about it. as much as i am! alrite, such a long babbling moment right there. i shall leave u to it now. so have a lovely sports weekends. i know i will. cheerios!

-lady-

going back to basics

hello hello! it has been sometimes since i last post something. well, not that long ago i supposed (being dramatic). honestly, haven't been busy. just can't seem to find times to write something. well now i do, I'll write a whole lot then *grin*. this week has been madness. no, not me! the weather. It was such a lovely Sunday. it was so hot that i got a little bit of tan, when i proudly tell umpy that i won't probably be getting any unless i stay the whole day under the sun. it was really hot i supposed, that i was under the sun for only half-a-day and notice some tan on my body. Sunday was pretty awesome, enjoying the sun at the pub and a BBQ quickie later that evening. Great way to start of the week i must say.

Then Monday looks set to be the same, but it turn colder later in the evening. and the rest are history. Its summer and its cold. The heater is off because its summer, so i suffer a love/hate relationship with my blanket every other day. And because i rarely go out, the coldness became insanely stupid. its bloody summer! i am under the blanket while writing this. blerghh.

so, this week is back to basics. no more holidays. no more lazying around in the house. woke up early everyday either to go to work or to start writing up my dissertation. and then early night in. doing house chores, cooking and so on. but it was alright. i don't wanna have to push the panic button if i start writing up my dissertation late. plus, now that i am occupied, i don't have to think about anything else but that.

And one thing for sure about this week is..its Wimbledon week!! i am loving this. but i hate the fact that Federer failed to make it to the semi-final..again! as for Women's Wimbledon..please someone just pass the plate to Miss Sharapova. i went and watch Men's semifinal last year. I probably needs to wait for next year now, because i wanted so much to watch Federer cruises to final again. that probably one of the reason why i woke up so early to finish up my dissertation, so that i can turn on the teley later in the afternoon to watch some nice tennis.

oh yeah, was talking to my sister the other day. it made me miss her and miss home even more. but i have my reasons for not going back home just yet. but i know I'll survive. and hey, u gotta do what u gotta do. u'll keep surviving! i talked to the whole Wan's clan. was talking to my dad in Man United jersey. he asked me "what jersey are u wearing right there? *smudge*" ha ha. my dad's a long-live sometimes hard core / sometimes arm-chair Liverpool's fan. he was so happy to finally gotta watch Liverpool played at Anfield earlier this year. double the happiness, was winning the game against Bolton. yes, one Man United fan was there..ME! what did i do, was busy checking on my phone to know the latest result for Man United v Blackpool on the same day. Until August come, my main Google activities will be checking the transfer news. oh well, i'll probably talk about the transfer news in my next post. this one appears to be a long winding one already.

alright then, its time to hmm..its time to..i don't know what to do now really! but hey, I'll figure something out. guess I'll write to u ghost readers soon. ha ha. no one reads it! *bloopers*

my Wimbledon anthem *check Djokovic out*

-lady-