Tuesday, February 27, 2007

Quick Post!

This quick post is a little different from the previous. I actually planned on writing about something else when I actually got the 'task' from Nurul - "YOU"VE BEEN TAGGED". Hence, here it is although I must say that getting all six answers is a hell of a job :P. Here goes. Six weird things about myself and just like Lyn, these are also not in any particular order.
  1. I used to love spicy food a lot! Tapi skang tidak lagi...
  2. I could eat nasi goreng everyday for a month! :P
  3. I don't know 96.67% songs played on the radio.
  4. I can LIVE without my handbag AND my mobile phone. Seriously!
  5. I cannot SURVIVE without internet!! :P
  6. My email address is elymiowmiow.. how weird can that be? hahaha...

Thursday, February 15, 2007

The good old days...

Earlier on at 12am sharp, I sms-ed daddy to wish his 56th birthday. It was foolish of me because I failed to remember that it is still 10pm Malaysia local time. Haha.. Anyway, after replying Chena's email, I turned off my laptop, 'jump' onto my cosy A-Mart mattress and was about to get my 8 hours of beauty sleep when I recalled most of my happy moments with my siblings. In the dark, I was smiling. Without realising, I was sitting at my desk again, switched on my laptop and here I am - started writing this new post... :)

If you must asked me, what am I worst at? My answer would be - the gurl stuff! Believe it or not, I had finally bought my first facial cleanser two weeks ago! Haha.. really! It took me hours just to figure out which brand and what type should I buy. How is 'foam' differ from the 'liquid' type? Should I just buy the normal cleanser or the deep cleanser? Should I buy Neutrogena or Loreal or Johnson&Johnson? HOW SHOULD I KNOW! I was totally stumped. In the end, yaby help to make the choice. Just so you know, I have actually pledged that I would start 'taking care' of myself once I am married. Guess what?! Tak jadi laa.. huhuhu...

My guess is maybe I was too dependent on my siblings. I used whatever/whichever arrange neatly in the bathroom etagere. Most of the time - Never. Same goes to what are in the closet which again, all the good ones weren't mine. I always amazed on chena's, chezel's and siti's taste, make-up thing, tudung thing, style thing, fitness thing. And although this wouldn't really affect my overall 'performance', my one and only younger brother, he is more of the strength thing... leaving me to be hopeless in all the mentioned criterias (*clear throat* not entirely hopeless laa actually :P).

I couldn't remember the last time we all sit altogether as one big happy family. Seriously! We all have the school/university thing. One after another. Separated by distance in pursuit of duties, I sometimes wonder if I had let them know how much I miss having their company.

p/s: Have you?

Wednesday, February 14, 2007


I was reading an article today on programmable smart camera architecture when I came across this line, "*Despite our perception of different skin tone colour across races, the only difference in skin tone is intensity, not the hue or colour. It is shown that after factoring out intensity, the hue of the skin tone of all races nicely clusters together..." which left me in wonderment a few seconds as it somewhat directly reflects these two famous verses...

"And among His Signs is the creation of the heavens and the earth and the difference of languanges and colours. Verily, in that are indeed signs for men of sound knowledge." 30:22

"O Mankind! We have created you from a male and a female, and made you into nations and tribes, that you may know one another. Verily, the most honourable of you with Allah is that (believer) who has At-Taqwa (piety). Verily, Allah is All-Knowing, All-Aware." 49:13

How could I not be astounded?! Even a lifeless microprocessor could 'teach' we human that we are no different from the rest whether one is male or female, black or white, rich or poor. Indeed we are all equal in the Sight of our Lord. The only thing that would distinguish us is piety towards Him.

I used to envy those people who have the chance to study medicine or astronomy or geology but never, NEVER ever engineering. Why? Because I always thought of how lucky they are because their field allows them to continuously felt the present of our Creator. Today I was proven wrong. Engineering too has its equal share... ;)


"And He has subjected to you all that is in the heavens and all that is in the earth; it is all as a favour and kindness from him. Verily, in it are signs for a people who think deeply" 45:13

"... We detail Our Signs for people who understand." 6:98

"... Verily, in this is a sign for those who give thought." 16:68

"A guide and a reminder for men of understanding" 40:54

Did you know that the idea of parallel processing architecture in your computer/laptop/mobile phone/etc is perceived based on the study of the human brain? Did you also know that the smart visual sensor was inspired by insect's visual? :)


*Anteneh A. A. et al

Tuesday, February 13, 2007


Assalamualaikum wrt wbrt...

Dear wonderful readers,

I'm kinda busy lately but I'll make sure that I put up a post soon. ;) Thank you for stopping by, the sweet notes and of course spending time to read my post(s). :)


Friday, February 9, 2007


Title: A man...

I had a dream last night. In that dream I was ten years old again. I was sitting cross-legged on a beautiful green grass field under a cherry tree. But I wasn't alone. In that dream I was surrounded by my tiny green army soldiers. They were the present that mom gave me for my 9th birthday. And the best part of all, they all came to life just like in Toys Story which I'd recently watched again from my old CD collections. As they gathered around me, I felt as if I was transformed into a giant. They all seemed so happy to see me except for one which was my favourite, Lt Bridge. All of a sudden, Lt Bridge commanded "Attention!" and every other soldiers hurried to their lines.

"Do you know why you are here?", asked Lt Bridge to myself.
"I am not sure.", I answered him as I watched him walking to and fro.
"It's because you aren't happy. Do you understand."
"What do you mean I am not.." but before I could finish my line Lt Bridge said out loud, "Do I make myself clear?"
"Yes Sir..", I said slowly.
"CRYSTAL!!" He stared at me a few seconds before he continued to speak again in his military manner.

"Remember when General (aka my dad) scolded you because you didn't finish your homework. What did you do after that? [pause] Let me answered you that question myself. You played with 'us'. [pause] And remember when Major (aka my mom) scolded you because you lied to her about being sick so that you could stay home to watch your favourite cartoon. Tell me, what did you do after that? [pause] Let me help you to answer it again. You played with 'us'. And so as the many other times when you are unhappy", said Lt Bridge in his husky and stern voice. "SO tell me, what is it this time?", he continued.
"I don't know Sir. I really don't.", I answered him.
"That's not the answer I want to hear from you young man. Answer the question!"

I tried to think deeper and I realised that lately I AM unhappy. I have few problems at work.

"So I see you began to realise your problems now.", Lt Bridge said breaking the momentary silence. I didn't reply anything. He began to speak again, but this time in a softer manner.

"You see son, this is not your real world. WE are not real. We are just green coloured polymer which later moulded into our many forms. In this dream world, you can never be hurt by anyone and that is why it is call 'dream'. And because WE aren't real, you could also never be hurt by us - emotionally. It is our sole purpose as toys to make you happy. But this dream world never last forever. And sooner or later you'll be bored by us.", he paused. "Being hurt and recovering is all part of your REAL life. It is not made to weaken you but to train you into a better man. If there was no sorrow and pain in your world, then you people would never cherished and understand the meaning of joy and happiness."
"I understand everything you are trying to tell me Sir. Actually, I have understand it Sir.", I finally said.
"So wake up now.", Lt Bridge said with a smile on his face.

And I was awake...

p/s: Dedicated to **is...

p/p/s: thanks nurul! ;) I've forgotten to put up a title for this post... hehehe...

Tuesday, February 6, 2007

Small thing...

I recall back my time when I was in primary school. I was kinda eager for one particular year - being in standard four. I'm sure you guys still remember that when we are going to be in standard four, we'll be in 'tahap 2' i.e. there are the prefect thing.. the librarian thing. Some felt a bit senior too. As for me, for reason I wasn't so sure of, I wanted to write in pen so SO badly. Yup, tahap 2 also means you could write in pen. It was a week or two before the school started. My pencil case has everything from last year except for pen. That morning, while daddy was sitting at the front door reading his newspaper, I let daddy know about the 'pen' thing. Daddy only smile and ask me to take one ringgit from his trousers that lying in the master bedroom. After getting the one ringgit, for some 'childish' reason I remember trying very hard to persuade.. no!.. to convince my dad that I would be needing more than one pen (at this moment I didn't know that my favourite kilometrico pen only cost 50 cents each and a pen could last for a year!! :P). So daddy asked me to take another 50 cents. Without any delay, I walked to the nearest shop, tested a few pens and finally bought two pens with total cost of one ringgit and twenty cents (I didn't buy kilometrico at this stage). On my way back, I was grinning from ear to ear.

In the first week of school, my class teacher announced that we all should continue writing in pencil. Those whom she thinks has beautiful and neat hand writing could then only uses pen. A month had passed and I still haven't written anything in pen except for the 'nama', 'perkara' and 'darjah' on the front cover... sigh... In one whole semester, I took extra time to write neatly so that I could use my one ringgit and twenty cents pens. And trust me, I spent longer hours to complete my 2 hours homework. My usual reading time was used to improve my hand writing. But despite my long training sessions, my handwriting hasn't improved by huge margin. At that point, I came to realise that THIS IS my handwriting and there's nothing I could do to improve my handwriting. (and I guess my handwriting has never improved since then :P hehehe...) When I went to uni at Soton, something made me very very happy. I realised that my lecturers have bad hand writing themselves but they are Drs and Profs! *wink wink* I didn't say this myself. From time to time, they would ask if anyone has difficulties reading their writing.

Having lived almost 25 years now, I realised that we sometimes overlooked which matter need the most priority or the most attention. For example, many choose to argue over small issues (furu') rather than discussing solutions for bigger problems that surround our society. And the latest issue - rather than spending millions of ringgit on building new palace that would please small number of people, greater number of people would get better benefits from the hundred of millions... sigh... I just don't get it.

I don't deny that there are times when 'small' things do matters for example, an accountant has a closing account balance with 1 ringgit difference on the balance sheet or software engineers accidentally used the wrong floating point number (which resulted to the failure of Ariane 5)... BUT.. I am not sure if beautiful-handwriting-as-a-'must' is one of the small things that matters. (At least for me :P)

p/s: You could learn a lot just by looking at a person's hand writing... :)

p/p/s: Of course there are also Drs and Profs with beautiful hand writing... :) (was later added to avoid misinterpretation :))

Saturday, February 3, 2007

Quick Post!

Title: A fight...

Right before dinner last night...

Yaby: Yes! Lepas ni dah boleh baca surah *tut*! Yasir dah hafal dah...

Me: Serious?! Tipu. Cuba baca sket... takkan cepat jer.

After Yaby had finished reciting...

Me: Oh nOOooo... Yaby dah hafal laa! Waa.. dah dekat ngan po!

Morale of the story: It's good to have competitions! Without a fight, you'll never discover your limit... :)

When I won any tournaments, daddy always reminded me of this - "always remember that above layer of clouds, there is always another layer of clouds". And if I lost, daddy would say "don't worry. You'll improve each time you played against a better player...".

Thursday, February 1, 2007

Dead mouse chest...

Oh darn!! My mouse is broken!!! To mend my broken heart, I put up a poll to see what do you do should it happen to you. (I just want to see if the majority out there did just like me... huhuhu...) You can choose more than one answers if you want to :)... Happy voting! :P

*** and the voting lines are now close ***

Verdict: "Bang it on the desk hoping that it will work again..." and
"Buy new one - the most expensive in a shop!"

For those of you who have been kind enough to be in my survey, my heartiest 'THANK YOU' to you.

Let me just list out the choices here again for "What do you do when your computer mouse is not working?" poll:

1. Fix it!
2. Bang it on the desk hoping that it will work again...
3. If you are at the office, you grab someone else's...
4. Buy new one - the most expensive in a shop!
5. Buy new one - the cheapest in a shop!
6. Shout at it!

Those who chose '1': There are two possibilities - either it is your field i.e. you will successfully fix it or you are just planning to waste some time before you finally do '2', '3', '4' or '5' and '6' :P.

Those who chose '2': You got to chill mate (<- Australian style would sound something like mi-et. hehe)

Those who chose '3': Have you got no heart?!! (Hahaha... :P)

Those who chose '4': So I guess you are the type of person who don't mind spending more for better quality... :)

Those who chose '5': There are three possibilities: a) You're hoping that this new one would not have the same problem like the previous. b) It's for your 3 years old son. c) Your budget is tight that month. :P

Those who chose '6': Hello... Even if you scream at it, it still won't do you good. You might ended up having sore throat!

p/s: My personal choiceS were: multiple of '2's and '6's all at once then only followed by '4'... :P (I am afterall just a normal human being...)