Wonderful Facebook

 

Thru it, I found old friends and found more friends and friend’s friends.

Im glad for getting hold of some friends from my 

primary school, St. Dominic, Lahad Datu 1971 - 1975(Primary 1 to Primary 5),

Sabah College (Kota Kinabalu) Form 3- form 6, 1979 – 1983

Since yesterday, I’ve started to correspond with a few friends and friend’s friends from ISU, Indiana State University (Terre Haute, US) 1984-1988

Too bad I missed all the re-unions. I guess they could not find me.

Yes, I’ve been e-hiding and kept my FB account strictly for close family. I didnt want to confuse others with my foreign language. We, close family, communicate in Tausug (Dialect from Southern Philippines). That was my initial thought.

Just a few days ago, I’ve opened up my FB account searchable to all, thinking that some might be interested to learn Tausug, the same language spoken by the famous MORO and Abu-Sayaf.

I’m glad I did that. Im reachable now thru the world wide web.

I’m still looking friends from my high school, Methodist Girls School, KL (1977-1978 Form1 to Form2).

Hello..hello…calling..calling… I’m here, alive and kicking.

Lost & Found Kitten

Some joggers must have been eyeing on my stray cats.

Not too long ago, one cute kitten was missing, just when I was about to fall in love with it. It made my daughter , Nadia sad. That was the last time we saw that little cutie white colored kitten.

Last Saturday, another one and the only kitten missing again. Again, made Nadia sad although it was a good news to my hubby who could not get used to liking any animals other than fish and tortoise.

Then today, when I opened my kitchen door….SURPRISE..!!!!

  This little black kitty is back. Im not sure where it went missing for the last 3 days. The person who took it must had a second thought about keeping it. The kitty still needs its mother.

Hmmm… I think I’ve started to like cats.

Football (Soccer) SUZUKI Cup 2010

Football day on boxing day.

It was Malaysian team Vs Indonesian. Did I need to be among the crowd? My hubby said YES. So I went with him, my son(Adri) and my brother (Asri).

It was packed, sweaty, loud and WOW..!

My advise if you ever need to go to the Bukit Jalil Stadium is, DO NOT drive. Take the train instead. Park your car at the train station and buy a return train ticket.Set your mind that its going to be packed. Of course it is.

From KL-Sentral station, we took PUTRA-LRT to Mesjid Jamek Station. Then we had to switch to STAR-LRT that took us straight to the stadium.

     

The train was full of yellow shirts (Malaysian team’s color). It was full of jokes as if everyone knew each other. We were going towards the same destination..Malaysia Boleh!!

 

The moment the door was open. Almost everyone,  shouted for the same slogan MALAYSIA BOLEH !!.  Loud horn blown creating more havoc to the atmosphere. I wanted to join the shouting, but I was too busy looking for food. I wished the guys didnt rushed me. Laksa Asam, Chicken Wing Sabah, Fish ball, Sup Lidah, Kacang Kuda, Burger, wow.. so many I wanted to eat.

 

Entering the stadium reminded me of entering the great mosque at Mecca, except the environment at the stadium was greater than a thunder. It was such a beautiful sight though. Just like on TV.

We were seated at the Grand Stand, but it didnt promise any comfort. Whenever the ball rolling close to the goal post, those men seated infront of me stood up with their Malaysian flag raised up, totally covering my sight. Some irresponsible people poured water on us, from up above. And thats what I paid for. RM50/seat at the Grand Stand.

           

There was a slight commotion when some irresponsible spectators used laser light on the Indonesian goal keeper. The match almost postponed. The Sultan of Pahang, who is very fond of soccer went down to the field and talked to the team’s official. Announcement were made to the spectators about it.

The last result : Malaysia 3 – Indonesia 0

 

Going out of the stadium was another havoc that we had to go through. This time, we stopped at Salak South (Salak Selatan) station. Then took ERL-transit straight to KL-Sentral. RM 1.90/person (USD 0.60 only). We reached home at around 11.30pm.

Going to soccer match is a man’s thing. Of course we ladies are allowed to join, but we will not feel welcomed being among them. So, think before you go.

Sporty weekend

What a healthy weekend we had, recently.

It started with throwing a surprise BBQ gathering to celebrate my father in-law’s belated birthday. All stuffed by 7pm before everyone gathered at the living hall for the evening prayers.

Next, all geared for our first badminton match, which was planned by my hubby within 4 hours notice to all the siblings. Boys & girls, mamas & papas, all we went, although we ladies were opted more for camera posing.

 

9 to 11 pm at the club was not long enough when the environment is fun. To some, that was the most sweat produced, for years.

 

For some, not being able to play that night was the saddest moment.

Match after match. Enough of posing ladies………………grab your bat!

    

Common ladies. THIS IS A MATCH..!!

OK. Thats it. Get out of the court!! This is not a laughing match. Others want to play too.

After the game, we stopped by a Padang Kota Restorant at the Cova Square for Teh Tarik, Roti Chanai, Nasi Dalcha, Maggi Goreng and many more.

It was fun. And fun thing should continue.