Things to smile about...

I have to face the fact that I don't have the most perfect set of teeth. I have been going to the dentist since I was young to get it fix. Even the doctor then, Dr. Paul, had asked me to promise him half of my dowry because he had done an extensive work on my teeth (senang cite: from jongang to not-so-jongang). He even kept the original mold of my 'jongang' teeth to show it to my future husband *lol*. I dunno if the mold or even the doctor is still around now though...

So, after years had passed without visiting the dentist, I had a major tooth decay that needed a major treatment. A ROOT CANAL treatment. For those of you that are familiar with the treatment, you should know the cost of such treatment here in KL... RM300 for one root.. and one teeth has 3 roots.. Which in turn will amount up to almost RM1,000!

Luckily, there's a family friend who works as a dentist with the government clinic. Hence, he had referred me to a specialist in Hospital Jinjang (yes, you heard me rite... JINJANG!). Apparently, this doctor is one of the best specialist in town and is one of the most sought after dentist. Her calender is fully booked through out the year since last December. However, since the doctor friend of mine is her colleague, he had called in for a special favour. And she had agreed to see me today.

I didn't regret having to wake up extremely early today and having to drive out to Jinjang, a place which I am not familiar with for an 8.30 a.m. appointment. I didn't regret having to wait for almost 40 minutes before I was called into the consultation room. I didn't regret having to endure a typical 'government service' environment through out the 2 hour session. Nope, I didn't regret it one bit. BECAUSE at the end of the day, when the bill was issued to me, I only had to pay RM8 ONLY!!! No, you eyes didn't play any tricks on you and there's no typo error or missing zeros in that figure. The whole drilling, root extracting, x-ray-ing, plastering and other dental mumbo-jumbo process only cost me 8 freaking ringgit...! Kalau macam tuh buat root canal hari-hari osso can... :D

Now, all I need to do is find a cheap private dentist to do the whitening/scaling treatment pulak. All those cups of yummy coffee are causing my teeth to stain. Sampai one of the students pun dah notice. "Eii... teacher, why your teeth so yellow one? But only the top one lar.. the bottom one still white one.."... Malu ok...



Here's another thing to smile about... Someone gave this to me earlier this week...

How cute is that?

binx: u're my pumky-umpky-umpkin

The Invitation

It doesn't interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing.

It doesn't interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of being alive.

It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life's betrayals or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain!I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it or fade it, or fix it.

I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own, if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, to be realistic, to remember the limitations of being human.

It doesn't interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself; if you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul; if you can be faithless and therefore trustworthy.

I want to know if you can see beauty even when it's not pretty, every day,and if you can source your own life from its presence.

I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and still stand on the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, “Yes!”

It doesn't interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up, after the night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone, and do what needs to be done to feed the children.

It doesn't interest me who you know or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the center of the fire with me and not shrink back.

It doesn't interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you, from the inside, when all else falls away.

I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.

A beautiful poem by Oriah Mountain Dreamer




binx: i want to know too...

On being spontaneous...

So, would you join me?

I'd be glad to...

binx: *smile*

When it was just too late...

Last night, a grieving mother had told us of the story of her 17 year-old son's death. She was relating to us the gruesome episode whereby her son was killed in a car accident.

It was really heart-breaking to hear about his death from the mouth of his loving mother. It was even more heart-breaking when the mom related another story to us.

A girl had been sms'ing arwah's phone for the past few days. Finally, the mother had gathered the courage to reply one of the sms'es...

"You have been sms'ing my son's phone. I'm sorry to inform you that he had passed away "

Suddenly the phone rang, and the mother heard a shocked voice on the other end of the line. The girl called to confirmed that she got the right guy's number and got a shocked of her life to find out that the guy that she had had a crush on had died. The mother had ended up consoling the sobbing girl for over 20 minutes before she finally puts down the phone.

It's sad that the girl didn't get the chance to tell the guy how she feels. It's even worse when she had to find out about his death a few weeks after it happened.

So people, do tell your loved ones of your feelings for them. Cause, you'll never know when your time is up. By that time, it will be too late...





binx: i love you....

All-in-One

sick


angry


annoyed


sad


confused


excited


happy


contented

That's what I've been feeling for the last 24 hrs, in chronological order. Just hope the final feeling lingers till the end of the next week.

binx: babies are so adorable...

How deep is your love?

I don't know the title and the name of the singer of this song. I don't even understand the lyrics. However, the melody and the video clip is simply wonderful. Check it out ppl..

binx: happy lovey dovey day, ppl!

How old are YOU?

I was engaging in small talk with one of the kids the other day....


Kid: teacher, where did you go to school before?
Me: primary or secondary school?
Kid: primary lar...
Me: which school do YOU go to?
Kid: I go to SKDU...
Me: eh.. that was my primary school too!
Kid: oh really? masa zaman teacher skolah tuh dah wujud ke?
Me: eehh... of course lar.. i'm not THAT old ok..
Kid: how old are you?
Me: how old are YOU?
Kid: I'm 8 this year...
Me: well... I'm 20 years older than you are..
Kid: OH MY GOD!!! that's ancient...! *mata terbeliak*
Me: &*%$#@!$^!! (ciss... bedebah punya budak...)





binx: sabar teacher... sabar...

A scene from the kitchen...

The only thing that my lil' sis loves to do when she's in the kitchen is to bug us, especially me, while we were cooking. Try giving her a harder task than cooking the rice (which I still haven't mastered until today... hehehe), and she'll give all kinds of excuses to escape from the kitchen. Plus, her cooking skills are very limited that she is clueless about lots of things when it comes to preparing a meal.

However, after feeling guilty for something she had done earlier, she had volunteered to help me to clean all the prawns that we've just bought earlier. Mind you, this is a very "yek-yek" task that she normally would not have volunteered for.

Hence, she set out cleaning the 'taik udang' one by one, decked in a nice outfit - while waiting for her boyfriend to arrive for their date.


LS: Kenapa kena buang kepala udang nieh?
Me: Ye laa.. takkan nak makan taik dia kut.. yucks...
LS: Oh ye ke? Habis tuh kalau kat restoran tuh sume derang tak buang lar ek?
Me: I guess not lar kut...
LS: Eeeiii... panjang nya taik udang nieh.. macam ulat... yucks!!
Me: hhmmm... *malas nak layan*
LS: Eiiii... napa yg nieh merah??
Me: Where?
LS: Udang nieh period ke? (asking innocently)
Me: Huh? *tepuk dahi*

binx: *sigh*

And the award for the 'World's Worst Dad' goes to...

The 'Great Daddy' strikes again!

I don't know how he can call himself a DAD when he kept on disappointing his girls OVER and OVER again. How can he live with himself when he had destroyed the hope that he, himself, had given us countless times? How can he sleep at night when he darn right knows that one of his girls is crying her eyes out, due to his carelessness?

It would have been easier if you have stayed out of our lives for good when you walked out on us, 9 year ago. Then we wouldn't have to go through the endless emotional and mental trauma that you have inflicted on us.


Thank God that we have Mama to help us through everything!

binx: hang in there lil' sis...

Pesan orang-orang tua... (Part II)

...Jangan bantah cakap orang tua sebab dia orang lagi lama makan garam.


Well, I did exactly the opposite of that last night, and now I had to face the consequences.

As I've mentioned in my previous post, I was having car trouble for the past few days. It was due to the aged car battery that was due for 'retirement'.

Mom had asked me to call her favourite mechanic to get it fixed. However, the stingy me wanted to try and fix it myself. I was trying to prevent the 'retirement' process from happening as long as possible. Hence, I've resorted to jump-starting my car every time I can't get it to start on its own.

To make the story short, I had to send my car to the mechanic in the end, because...

1. I had ridiculously decided to purchase a new battery from the local petrol station at 1 a.m last night, which was 20% more expensive than other auto parts shops.

2. My friend had tried to replace the battery in the dark, with only the light from his car to assist him.

3. We found out from the mechanic that the battery that we bought was not compatible with my car - though the size of the pack was exactly the same (apparently the battery for my car's model is unique *sigh*). Memang buang duit betul cause I then had to buy a different one from the mechanic!

4. In the end, we managed to screw up the positive and negative terminal, which had caused the fuse to blow!!! (no it didn't literally blew... hehehe).

I almost had a heart attack when the mechanic told me that maybe the damage was bad that it may have affected the ECU (Electronics Component Unit). If the ECU is spoilt, then I'd have to get ready to pay around RM3-5K for the repairs.

Luckily the car's ECU was not affected. Alhamdulillah. However, the damage to my wallet was slightly more than what it would have cost me should I have sent the car straight to the mechanic when Mom had asked me to..


"Tuh la Mama dah cakap.... Why didn't you listen to me?"





binx: finally was forced to switch to the beta blogger...

Confession of a guilty Binx

psssttt.... let me tell you a secret...

Did you watch the episode of Desperate Housewives, where Bree's son accidentally hit Gabrielle's mother in-law and Bree managed to cover
it up and didn't tell a soul about it?

Well, I faced a similar incident last Thursday. No, I did not hit my neighbour's mother-in law or anyone else for that matter. However, I did rammed into the back of my neighbour's MPV and didn't mention anything about it to the owner!!!

Before you start to form any judgment about me, let me tell you the whole story.

On that Thursday, my car refused to start - maybe due to a weak/dead battery. Hence, I decided to try and jump start it with the help of my sister's car, which was parked in front of my car, at the side of the alley next to my house. However, since her car was facing forward, I needed to turned it 180 degrees to face the front of my car in order to be able to hook up the jumper cable. So without much thinking, I got into her car and began to try to maneuver it out from the parking position. Oh yeah, I forgot to mentioned that her car was actually sandwiched between my car and a neighbour's MPV. And have I mentioned that my sister drives a manual car?

So I guessed most of you know what happened next. Since the alley was slanting downwards, it was really hard for me to reverse the car (being a non-expert at handling a manual car and all). Instead of going backwards, to my dismay, it started to moved forward. I tried hitting the brakes to no avail. The next thing I know, my lil' sis was standing next to the car with a horrified expression.

Panicked-stricken, I jumped out of the car to inspect the damage. However, I couldn't see anything because the two bumpers were glued to each other. Hence, I jumped back into the car to try to reversed it once again, but it won't budged.

"OMG! OMG! OMG!", that was the only thing that I chanted the whole time. In my head, the vision of my angry sister and few hundred ringgit with wings flew out from my purse popped-up automatically.

So nak tak nak, I had to call my sister to the rescue. Only she can expertly maneuver the car out and maneuvered it out she did.

After careful inspection, there was no damage to her car (thank GOD!) - everything was intact. However, the same can't be said about the neighbour's MPV. If you were to take a hard look on the bumper, you can see a crack, formed at the crook of the bumper. However, you won't be able to notice it from far.

I was adamant to knock on the neighbour's door and tell them about the incident (since their house was just opposite the lane and there is a clear view of the lane from their master bedroom window upstairs). I was afraid that they would have heard the commotion and was just waiting for me to own up to my mistake. Nevertheless, lil' sis said not to bother doing so since the crack was not visible in the first place. No one will notice it so why go to such trouble...

She got a point there. Why should I inform them about it. At that time, I kinda felt relieved and saw all the few hundred ringgit with wings earlier making their way back into my purse... hehehe...

However, my nerves started to go into a rollercoster mode when I saw the maid of owner of the MPV came out of her house, walking towards the lane. She gave me a "I know what you did!" look and I started to panicked. I thought she was going towards the car to inspect the damage and then run back to report to her employer. Imagine my relief when she walked straight passed the car towards the playgound. Phewh.....!

Then after a few minutes, the owner of the MPV came out and walked towards his car. On the way, he gave me a very weird look, as if he knew of what had transpired earlier.

"Argghh.... Oh shit! Oh shit! I am soooo busted!"

Then I heard the car's alarm being disabled and the sound of the car's door being opened and closed again. Once the sound of the MPV's engine disappeared, only then did I managed to exhale and began to breathe normally. Lega youuuuuuu......

So I'm off the hook, for now!

I just hope there was no other witness to the incident that will leak out my dirty little secret to the MPV's owner.







binx: sssyyhhhhhh.......