of thoughts and feelings

Show us the one thing that unfailingly makes you smile, no matter what. 
Submitted by Sourire.

What are your favorite weird food combinations?
Submitted by Dulce.

Lots. One of them is pisang goreng (banana fritters) with sambal kicap (spicy black soy sauce). My aunt likes her banana fritters with chilli sauce, which is weirder. Lots of people like eating prata with sugar, i don't even though i used to. Well i eat lots of other weird stuff too like cencalok (small shrimps which are kinda fermented), tempoyak (fermented durian, and lots of people already hate durian!), belacan (fried shrimp paste) and many other things that people say stink. Just need a trained sense of taste (and smell) and you'll enjoy them.

How have people mispronounced your name?  How is it supposed to sound? 
Submitted by Lorie.   

People always mispronounced my name. Faqeehah is supposed to be pronounced as fa-qee-hah (and no other way)and the common one that i get is fa-qu-ee-hah or when they they really can't get past the 'q' they stop at Faq... (really, it sound like fuck). But i like my name.

Long time no update! Well today's the 14th of feb, that day where love is supposedly in the air (love is always supposed to be in the heart don't you think?)

Anyway, speaking about love, two days ago i watched an indonesian film titled Berbagi Suami or Love for Share (actually the direct traslation would be Dividing the Husband). Well it was about polygamy, and i found it a real pleasure to watch, not because of the scenes that gave it an m18 rating, but the way the stories (there were 3, different women in different situations but all having the same issue) were weaved together that produced quite an impact. Main message is that it can be happenning anywhere, to anyone, and the film quite obviously is opposed to polygamy. I wouldn't say it was totally spectacular, because there were too few attempts to give a balanced view, so justification was almost totally downplayed. The message came out too strongly, and the film was kinda skeptical. But I'd say i do agree with the writer's point of view that it really does more harm than good should it be a widespread phenomenon (the again who doesn't?). It would've been better if more attention was given to details of each story rather than forcing the message into each story, because the message would have come out easily anyway. For example there was some lesbianism going on between Siti (Shanty) and Dwi in the second story, but it wasn't clear as to why it happened, like was it because they fell in love due to their common hatred for the husband, or did they just prefer having sensual touches with with one another, or did they just want love and cannot get it from the husband? If it was the first and/or the last, the message would have been portrayed quite clearly. Well I'd have to applaud Nia Dinata for a good attempt to inject humour and light-hearedness into such a heavy issue (especially at this point of time), and the actors too, for a very commendable performance. Not bad, one of the best Indon films i've seen so far.

On a totally different note, Nadim (Winky Wiryana) looked like a particular someone i find very hot. Was good eye-candy ;)

The mind maunders where faith and desire cannot conflate

In a place we lie supine

Restraining the warmth of cuddle

Which slowly dissipates as spirits entwine

 

Favourable favonian zephyr that placates the burning ardour

Circling chimerical fantasy in playful reverie

Longing for delicate touch at most vulnerable of hour

Only to concede premature strokes that whirl the scenery

 

Run your fingers over smooth incarnadine lips

Reticent through the evening yet vigilant to the incipient kiss

Your concupiscence distends circumambient hallucination into an ellipse

Vacillating and overwhelming hearing the far cry of lost bliss

 

All I yearn is platonic love.

Photo: Show us the smallest thing you can photograph.
Submitted by Squink!

 

 

Tiny snail (5mm max from one end to the other) on a red plastic bag. I think it lost its mommy.

Night Cycling organised by NUSMS in line with 1st Muharram (the Islamic new year).

I got jiwang group(!!!) which really made me happy (and to a very small extent irritated cos the boys sang throughout the night even when i wanted them to shut up) bcos its like we just clicked together even tho we're all strangers. way cool. The whole programme was disappointing though, i was expecting much more after hearing reviews of the last year's escapade. Those who went for a second trip this year immediately agreed that this was a far cry compared to last year's. Oh well, at least i made come friends (:

So i'm unemployed (tutoring does not count as a proper job, even tho i have five kids under me) and not really doing much at home other than doing random stuff online (like reading random wiki articles- gets boring after a while). The rain's also not permitting me to run outside (excuses, can always do static exercises at home- but what fun is that) so i'm getting fatter by the second. I've promised myself to go to the gym tomorrow before it rains, so i will. Anyway, it really doesn't bother me much that i don't have a job. The tutoring's just enough to keep me moving, and the pay doesn't matter at all (i don't set any price). See, i don't want to work for the wrong reasons. I don't want to work to get money to buy things to satisfy materialistic wants. I don't want to work just to spend my time away. I don't want to work just because everyone is is working. I'm sad i didn't get the teaching job at my pri school. But that's not what's bothering me. Is it?

I don't know. And i don't really care, because i'm happy the way i am. I'm an easily satisfied person. I spend more time with my family, that satisfies me. I'm spending more time for myself and it somehow gives me some strength and motivation that i've needed. That satisfies me.

Well maybe there is something behind not getting that job after all.

This was how i ended the year 2006. Aidiladha.

It wasn't a great year. Wasn't even good. And it was all my fault. Purposely missing out on opportunities, wasted many chances. Giving in to (most of) the seven deadly sins. I made the year bad for myself. Lots of regrets, but time to move on.

 

And this was how i started 2007. Celebrating a dear friend's birthday. So after waking her up and making her gulp down green tea frappe at starbucks, we headed to...

 

 

East Coast Park. Building a sandcastle. It later became a sand-octopus. Supposed to be a task (one of many) for the birthday girl, but we decided on the many helping hands approach.

 

 

 

 

This is Atiqah Fairuz Md Salleh. The birthday girl, happily in action.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Can't resist putting this pic up. This is ain and she's not happy cos she has sand on her pants. Love the face. She's the baby of all of us, and also the one who helped out the least on the sandcastle :p

 

 

 

 

 

In her excitement of going into the sea, bai stepped on a leg of the octopus, making everyone else scream. There's the footprint, as you can faintly see.

 

 

 

 

The octopus has a smiley face. It also looks like a turtle and a sun.

 

 

 

 

Then we changed the face to make it look like a cake or some sort.

 

 

 

 

 

We embossed our names on the legs of the octopus.

 

Mambangs.

 

 

 Baizura.

 

 

 Nafisah.

 

 

 

Natasha.

 

 

 Ain.

 

 

Faqeehah. (me!)

 

 

 

 Fairuz.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The final product.

 

 

 

 

 

Brithday girl is happy (and hot). We gave her a really good surprise.

 

 

 

 

actually, we were all happy (:

 

Great start to the year.

ok skip the dinner, no photos. was at swensons bugis. anyway after that we headed to the national library, or rather the empty space in front of it to exchange presents. surprise presents are love (: so here goes the chain reaction-

 

 

 

First, weining to karen. Karen is curious to know what's inside.

 

 

 

 

 

Then its karen to xueying, but didnt take a pic of it ):

So here's from xueying to kangya.

 

 

 

 

Next is from kangya to jiahui.

 

 

 

 

 

And from jiahui to baizura, who is happy cos she got taufik's new album Because of You.

 

 

 

 

 

Bai to hanna. Bai can't be seen, but hanna is surprised and happy.

 

 

 

 

 

And from hanna to me. this is the dress she gpt me and its pretty (:

 

 

 

 

 

 

From me to lynette with lots of love.

Kinda stalls here cos the person nette's supposed to give to is absent.

 

 

 

 

So we restart, nafisah gives to vanessa.

 

 

 

 

 

And lastly vanessa back to weining.

 

 

 

 

 

Finally, all of us present.