What makes a man sexy?

What makes a man sexy? What huh? Oh actually it’s the topic on radio this morning. So, what makes a man sexy?

These are some of the guys who I think is sexy. But it’s not even the tip of an iceberg for if I put everyone who I think is sexy; I might just have to create a new blog just for them.

Sexy man on earth.

Yummilicious.... Tapi awek dia tak nak plak kat dia. Siap kena halau plak tu. Siannnn

Sexiest eyes ever. Mata dia macam berair sket.... sometimes bila dia melihat... ohhh penuh dengan perasaan. Fell in love masa tengok cerita Tristan & Isolde. Kalaulah dapat boipren macam ni....

Ni salah sorang dari boipren korea I. Sexy tang senyum dia tu.... oh tergolek-golek terkena panahan senyuman dia ni....

Need I say more? Tapi kan... dia ni gay eh? Dah hensem-hensem gay la plak.... so jangan salahkan perempuan yang kawin lambat macam I ni ok. Dah la lelaki makin pupus, yang tinggal ni ramai pulak yang gay. Adussss

But for me, what really makes a man sexy is when they cried.

Haha… err does this makes me a psycho? Tak kan lah kan. Well that’s why my friend I have been helplessly fell in love again and again with Korean actor for they cried shamelessly ok. I know it’s just an act but who cares right. Seeing men cries makes me have goose bumps all over ok. Oh my God I just can believe I’m telling you all this thing. Shhh jangan gelakkan I tau.

Oh I think a man in pain is sexy too.

Confirm psycho ke? Tak ok! But seriously, men are sexy at their weakest point, not the other way around. Stakat nak tunjuk muscular body, siap ada six pack tu, hmmm tak seksi wokeh.

Being romantic is sexy too. But why is it when there’s some guy nak beromantik-romantik dengan I, rasa macam gelilah pulak. Kenapa ek? Bila tengok dalam tv macam alahai romantiknya mamat ni. Best ni kalo ada boipren romantic macam ni. Ok I admit I tak pernah la ada boipren but that doesn’t mean langsung tak de orang nak kat I kan. Ada la jugak peminat sket-sket masa muda-muda dulu. Bila diorang ni lelebih rasa macam geli la plak. Giloss ke apa I ni.

Man who treated kid with love pun sexy to me.

Especially those yang tidak segan silu untuk menunjukkan kasih-sayang diorang pada kanak-kanak tu. Not the show-off kind of guy. Yang tu nyampah la plak.

Being sexy is very subjective. Hard for me to choose a criteria that is deem sexy for a man coz everyone differ. Maybe when a guy cries, he looks sexy but when another guy plak rasa macam…. ek eleh… lemahnya mamat ni. Tu pun nak nangis-nangis. Well being a complicated me does not help at all.

So what makes a man sexy to you?

I wish I can too

Last week I stumbled upon a blog on cupcakes. Oh I just love her gorgeous cuppies. Been wondering where did she learn doing all that yummilicious looking cuppies. Well she did mention on learning thru the net but I supposed she's very arty too for I don't think I can make cuppies like her even if I spend 24/7 surfing the net. Veeeeryyyy cute ok.

I think she's very talented. And detailed too. Just look at all her cuppies. I wonder how she did all the paintings. And her choice of colour is fantastic.

If only I can make cuppies like that..... Unfortunately I had stiff finger. There's not even a streak or arty thingy that I can do. Sighhhh.

How am I supposed to feel about this

There’s this friend. A good friend. It’s a fact that this friend is a bright person. A straights A’s kind of person. Very clever indeed but always claiming that he/she is the other way around. ALWAYS ok. Up till I felt like knocking some senses on this friend’s head. And he/she like to compare with me. Err helloo... why me?

I’m just lucky to be what I am today. I’m not a bright student, far away from being clever. I’m not a straight A’s student (well except for my UPSR which was nothing ok). I’m just lucky enough to graduate with a degree. My result was always barely enough for me to pass. Cukup makan. Ok I admit it was because neither had I given any attention in class nor I did any revision until the very last minutes so serve it well for me right.

And this friend, not only he/she scored straight A’s during secondary level, he/she graduated with 1st class honours ok. Oh if that’s not enough, he/she even got the Anugerah Diraja for being the best student in his/her university. And why still comparing with me who graduated only with.... err...hmmmm... 2nd class lower? See... I’ve never ashamed of admitting myself. Since ages ago.... I’ve never ashamed of admitting my result even when everyone else keeps saying oklah, bolehlah, adalah. Including this friend.

I got this job on my 3rd attempt ok. And at the age of 29 while majority of my batch mates are at the age of 24-25. And to get this job, I think I studied more than I did when I was a student. But this friend secured the job at the age of 22, before he/she even graduated. Now at the age of 25, this friend is better off than me. So who’s better than whom?

Did he /she know that every time he/she said that I’m better than him/her, instead of being flattered, I felt insulted? Hurt. For I felt that if he/she who’s so brilliant can say that what he/she got is not good enough, how am I supposed to feel with what I got? Should I feel that I’m such a dumb-stupid-idiot?

Stop comparing. If I want to compare thing, I think I have 1001 flaws that I can compare with just everyone else. Mentally, physically, spiritually, emotionally I am not like everyone else. I felt that everyone else is better off than I am. But I just accept what I am for it’s the result of my own bad, good or God-given.

I just don’t understand this comparing habit. I always have friend who are better off than me and yet still like to compare with me. Envy with me for no apparent reason. I have nothing that I can be proud of. Well maybe one thing that I can be proud of myself is that I’m good at camouflaging. Because people never see the real me. The real weak-sensitive-shy-always nervous me.

People see me as;

The confident Eny.

The tough Eny

The strong Eny.

The clever Eny.

But I am not.

Truth is I’m a nervous freak.

Truth is I’m super-duper sensitive.

Truth is I’m as weak as the weakest person.

Truth is I’m clueless in so many thing.

But I refuse to let people see the weak me. I try so hard not to let people see the weak me. I believe that I have to help myself; showing my weakness so people will sympathize and offered help is so not my way. Well sometimes I do feel like doing it but even then I think no one would cares. It’s still up to me to figure everything on my own.

Ok what I’m trying to say is; please stop comparing with me. I’m no one. I’m just one lucky person who’s been blessed with God loves that I’ve became what I am today. Be thankful with what we had for there’s other who’s far worse than us. Ok!

P/S : On a lighter note, am I really bijak without me knowing it? Hmmmm perasan!

Tuition anyone?

During lunch break, while munching our food and discussing just about everything, suddenly Kak Mah, one of the clerk here said,

Cik Eny tak nak ke buat tuition?

Tuisyen? Ish segan la nak buat tuition. *well I’m not bright enough to teach others*

Buat la tuisyen Cik Eny. Kak Mah nak cari tuition add-math sebab anak Kak Mah tu lemah add-math.

Hah add-math? Alamak saya tak amik add-math la dulu Kak Mah. yada…yada…yada…

Kalau sekolah rendah boleh tak? Ajar subjek teras je. Tahun depan anak Kak Mah amik UPSR.

Errr….emmm insya Allah. Tengok la dulu camana ye. Nak suh ajar subjek apa tu?

Subjek teras je, BM,BI and math. Ala seminggu sekali pun ok lah. Nanti Kak Mah carilah 2-3 orang lagi. Kalau boleh start la bulan 12 ni.

Nak kena cari bukulah pulak. Tengoklah dulu camana ek.


To be honest, I’m not that bright plus I don’t think I have what it takes to be a good teacher, let alone a private tutor.

But on second thought, it’s a good experience. Not only can I help them to understand more on the subject *if only I could la*, it’ll help me to polish back things that are on the verge of extinction from my memory. And I don’t really have things to do on weekend besides cleaning the house so why not right.

But this is not something that I can jump and do. Before I teach them I have to revise and study back stuff that I’ve left nearly 20 years ago. I did score straight A’s for my UPSR but I’m not a bookworm. I never studies, just doing some light revision right till I graduate with my degrees. So now I have to become a student back. A student who studies diligently… wooohoooo

Got to look for books, spares time to revise them, plan on tuition schedules. Hmmm sounds like I’ll be busier now. No more hanging around doing nothing after this….

Have to seriously think about this. Should I or should I not? Hmmmm….

Boss oh boss

My big boss that I mentioned here has been promoted to a higher post; a deputy to KSU, so he’s now the 4th person in the ministry. Good for him but not so good to us. Though he’s not in favour of upper management *before* but he’s such a good boss to us. He was constantly attacked by you-know-who but he never retaliated back nor did he pass the heat to us. He’s cool and funny; a meeting chaired by him will be full of laughter. Personally he’s a funny and fatherly person. Not I’m-the-boss-I-give-orders-and-you-have-to-follow kind of boss at all. For someone who has sensitive heart like me, to have a boss that never raised his voice does matter so much ok. But of course when he has a say in something, I’ll make sure it is quickly done.

There’s a few name that has been on the list of potential successor but I guess there’s one particular person that will be the next SUB for he’s the most senior in line. All of us have been discussing about this all the time. We would rather being transferred to other dept instead of working with person for he definitely has issue. He has issue on anything and everything. Those who know this person would agree with me; right Didi?

What ever it is, that’s the cycle of life. You can never ask to have everything according to what we like. Instead we have to learn and cope with life constant changes. Daily life challenges are the thing that adds spices to our life. The bitter, sad, angry feeling that we might encounter or already passed are something that we would remember the most and sometimes is the best jokes that we kept passing to others. And this life experience is something that makes us what we are today.

So let just hope whoever sit at that chair later on, I can still be the same me now *I doubt that but hey we would never know our future right*. It’s the process of learning and adapting that is never end.

Alamak terside track plak. Ok actually I wanted to updates on my big boss thanksgiving feast yesterday. Unfortunately there won’t be any photos coz I forgot to bring my camera.

Mr. Boss said God has given him so much this year; his eldest son secured a job at DCA, he’s going to perform his haj pilgrimage next week plus the recent promotion. So he wanted to share all this with us plus it’s the opportunity for him to ask for forgiveness before embarking on the journey for the pilgrimage.

I pray that you’re in the care of God all the time. Semoga memperoleh haji mabrur ok boss! Errr kalo nak suh boss doakan bagi cepat kawin boleh ke? Hehehe….. Lagipun boss kan suka je gossip-gossip kan saya ni….


P/S : Please be patient waiting for AKOK updates ok. Haven’t got time to choose and upload photos yet. Nanti tak de photos cam tak best plak kan.

Goodbye Datuk KSU......

Yesterday was my KSU last day of service. For those who do not know, KSU is like a CEO in a firm. She’s been with government service for 36 incredible years. I didn’t attend her clock-out event but those who attend told me that she cried during her speech. A bit surprised to hear that for she’s known as iron lady. But I guess saying goodbye is always hard especially to something that we put our heart and soul into.

As the time for her retirement became nearer, she’s been super sensitive towards anything and everything. Plus all the drama involving replacement of a few high posts in this ministry and also of her successor. Drama…drama…drama…. till the very last day ok. She actually didn’t turn up for work on the last day that the new KSU had to send a few staff from her office to console and persuade her to come for the clock-out event. Mr. Ministry himself will come so what he’ll be thinking about the drama right.

Don’t know what she’ll be doing after this but all the best to her. She spend the entire 36 years on her career, it’s about time for her to focus on herself and the family.

My journey is still long. Let just hope my end would not be like that.

This is life..... full of joy and sorrow

Satu hujung minggu yang biasa.

2 berita.

Gembira vs Sedih

Permulaan vs Pengakhiran

Kelahiran vs Kematian

My batchmate PTD yang juga roommate masa di INTENGAH, Suhana Azlin @ Lin telah selamat melahirkan seorang bayi perempuan yang sangat comel. Tahniah diucapkan. Semoga dengan kelahiran ini akan memabawa seribu cahaya dalam kehidupan yang mendatang.

My batchmate PTD yang juga teman seDPA, Adelina Christine Awent John Abdullah @ Adel telah kehilangan anak lelaki yang sangat comel; Abraham Noah 4 bulan akibat kecuaian pengasuh di nursery. Takziah diucapkan. Semoga dengan kehilanagan ini akan lebih mengajar erti kesabaran dan ketabah dalam menghadapi dugaan hidup yang mendatang. Sabar ye Adel. Setiap sesuatu yang berlaku ada hikmah di sebaliknya. Sentiasalah berdoa pada Allah moga diberikan kekuatan dalam menghadapi kesedihan ini.

Berikut adalah emel yang diterima dari Nadeeya Iqbal, my batchmate PTD yang juga teman seministry dengan Adel. Sangat menyentuh hati.


Dear Baby Noah,

I hadn’t the opportunity to get to know u, to touch u,
to cuddle u, to even bought u ur first toy...

U've been here, seen the world, saw the faces of the ones who loved u dearly,
who'd give up d world to have u back in her arms and still u leave....

Baby Noah, u're a strong boy, a fighter, a winner just like ur mom...

U leave us too soon, unwillingly we've to say goodbye to u...
but u'll always be remembered my dear, by ur loved ones n all of us,
u'll always stay close to our hearts forever, our prayer will be with u.

Be strong dear baby, Mummy n Daddy will always pray 4 u.....


Tribute to Baby Abrahaem Noah bin Najib

I'm soooo sorry....

Before I went on with AKOK updates, let me share about things that happened to me on Sunday night. Due to some condition at AKOK that I’ll explain later, I head straight to bathroom once I’m home. Never have I felt so relieve to see a bathroom before. Once I’ve freshened up and perform the prayer, I call home for an updates since the phone was dead the whole weekend.

My brother, Mamat who’s on semester break was supposed to arrive that night from Kedah. I’ve arranged with Bang Long to pick him up and send him to my place. At 9 plus, after confirming with Bang Long about the arrangement, I went to sleep but not before adjusting the ringing volume of my phone.

I was sleeping when I heard someone entered the house. I woke up and saw it was Mamat. Seeing me waking up he said;

Bang Long dah mengamuk-ngamuk dah tadi. Banyak kali dia call. Dah la esok dia keje pagi.

I immediately checked my phone and saw 19 missed calls; from Bang Long, Eman and Abah. It was 10.46pm and the missed call start from 10pm. So they’ve been waiting for nearly 1 hour. I was too sleepy to think too much about what actually happened but a bit startled coz I’m a light sleeper that would immediately wakes up to any sound.

So last night while having dinner I asked Mamat about what really happen then. It turn out that they’ve been calling, shouting and even throws their shoes at the door but to no avail. My room was very far from the front door so that’s why I didn’t hear any sound. And as I expected, it was my phone that caused all this. Same as what happened here, it happened again. The phone just refused to ring when there’s an incoming calls.

On Thursday I did leave spare keys inside my car for them to use for I thought Bang Long would use the car to pick up Mamat but he didn’t. So as last resort, Eman, who was already on curfew at his hostel in Uniten had to come and open the car downstairs for he holds the car spare key.

I felt so guilty towards Bang Long coz he has to travel back to his place that is quite far from mine; on bike and he’s shift started as early as 6.30am the next morning. I am so sorry Bang Long. Promise this won’t happen again.

Penat lah.....

Did anyone saw me on Nasi Lemak Kopi O? Nope? Ish wat penat je I posed kemain depan cameraman tu tau. Yesterday’s live event kicked –off with aerobic session. I’m on the front row; dekat dengan hos, Aziz Desa and Mek so the cameraman keep on coming to me and kita pun semangat la beraerobic depan camera. Nak masuk tv you…. Sekali adik I cakap dia terlupa nak tengok dari mula. Tengok masa sesi bergotong-royong with Shiledtox. Hampeh tul.

Penat la. Banyak pulak tu foto nak upload. Macam-macam cerita weh. Nanti la I update cerita pasal AKOK ni ok. Overall perasaan bercampur-baur. Nak tau kenapa? Tungguuuu......

AKOK

I’m off for AKOK at Perak from today till Sunday. AKOK or Apa Khabar Orang Kampung is a joint venture program between my ministry and TV9. And there’s a slot for this program on Nasi Lemak Kopi O, the morning talk show on TV9.

The venue is Kampung Matang Acheh, Pantai Remis Perak with the theme; Kenduri Kahwin di Musim Cuti Sekolah *a wedding feast during school holidays*. As participant, there’s lot of activities, mainly preparation for the feast, some demo on making Tepak Sirih, Bunga Manggar, Hiasan Hantaran Kahwin and friendly match between Mr. Minister team and JKKKP. And yes Mr. Minister will join this event.

For lodging, everyone including Mr. Minister himself will stay with the locals; home stay style la ni. There would also be a mini concert, contributions of bikes and PCs, planting trees plus lots and lots more of activities. Update will follow later ok.

Do watch Nasi Lemak Kopi O on TV9 from 8-10am this Saturday and Sunday ok. Who knows you might catch me on national tv ke.