Too many cookies and too much of nuts equals to TOO MANY PIMPLES. For teenagers who are going through puberty or having  your body adjusting to the hormones in your body, avoid those nuts and oily foods during Eid Mubarak visits to your relatives.

Even though those roasted green peas, peanuts and other assorted nuts are extremely tempting, try to avoid them. It would look and feel terrible when you wake up the next day with a huge zit on your forehead. Not a pretty sight, especially if you have a date!

However I do know a good natural acne treatment that works wonders on that disturbing looking zit. It gets rid of blackheads immediately while healing your pimple and its purely natural. Meaning, no chemicals that will ruin your face after a prolong usage over the years.

This whole week of Eid Mubarak is a week of buffet. Every single house I went and visited, there is sure bound to have food aplenty topped with all the festive cookies. The drinks themselves are nothing lesser than gassy soda drinks.

I am not and will surprised if I were to find the weighing scale tipping a little bit to the right, more than the usual. I need to slim down and apart from shying away from those tempting food, I need to find for the comprehensive weight loss supplements reviews website.

Ya.. I know in my previous posts, I have always been stressing to skip out on the pills and powders and instead head out to the neighbourhood park and sweat the fats out. But if they are taken at moderation along with the advice from your family doctor, I don’t really see why we can’t take them, if it can help to suppress your appetite.

I just don’t understand what’s the fuss with quarreling over who owns what food.. I’m referring to the people (Malaysian, Singaporeans) who are quarreling over the origins of well known dishes such as nasi lemak, laksa, bak kut teh, chilli crab and Hainanese chicken rice.

If you ask me, none can lay claim to any of these food. Simply because those dishes belongs to everyone. Before Singapore separated from Malaysia, those dishes were already imprinted in our blood. However over the years, the dishes changed and improved to suit the needs and taste of the customers.

Take a look at Laksa. That dish itself has many varieties. You have the Penang Laksa, Nonya Laksa, Johor Laksa, Singapore Laksa, Kelantan Laksa.. So how to lay claim to these?

Thus, its pointless to quarrel over the origins of the dishes. The dishes belongs to everyone, not just a country. It’s impossible to stake claim over a dish that both countries have an attachment to.

Anyway for Patio owners, I have great news for you. You can get your new change of patio cushions at that attached link.

For those who have been bugging me for the Hari Raya Pictures I had taken, please find them at my Pixies. That’s where I load all of my pictures but you need to register before you can view them, it will only take a minute or so.

Since Ramadan has already ended, I was itching for a good long jog. A relative of mine had suggested to get a treadmills where I can easily jog in my own comforts of my house. The idea is good if I wanted to be confined in the house.

Too bad, I am just a not a house potato and the feel of the air teasing my sweaty skin while I jog is a much more temptation than staying at home and jog my sanity away.

However, if you do not have time to head out of your house for a good jog or the weather is terrible for it, it’s recommendable to get a treadmill.

Woohoo!! It’s Eid Mubarak and I had so much fun on my first day of my Raya Aidlifitri (Eid Mubarak) except during my visit to THAT house.

First of, we went off to Singapore to visit my grandpa. I don’t mind visiting him and exchange stories and news with my Aunt Ana but I hated going to that place ever since that new maid of his told me off when I was there a few months back. I could still that bitter taste of insult she threw at me while I was making merry conversations with my Aunt Ana while she was having dinner. It goes like this…

I’ve not been to that house for a year or so since grandma died and I was excited to head there when I finally got my passport back. Even though I had reached that house at 7pm, I was still very excited and happy to see them again. Being happy and excited I was, I became overly hyper and talked and laughed loudly with my Aunt.

It was Maghrib time but since the atmosphere in the house was so bloody quiet and tense, I tried to live it up by making loud and merry conversations. Unfortunately that new maid didn’t quite fancy my conversation and told me off to shut up while Atuk was praying in the enclosed room of his.

It was highly insulting!!! First of, I was a guest in the house and I haven’t step into it for years. Second I’ve practically lived in that house for years of my life and I know how my grandad was and it was a habit of his to always close the door for prayers. He has never been affected by any noise when he was praying. I know that as a Muslim we have to respect prayers time by keeping a hushed conversation but to ask me to shut up while I was conversing with my Aunt was f@cking insulting.

Thirdly, she has no rights whatsoever to even demand me to shut up. She’s not the owner of the owner but just an employee. I’m the grandchild here, not her. I took care of my Aunt YEARS back before she was even employed. I took care of my grandparents YEARS LONG before she was even recognised.

The barb curses and insult were at the tip of my tongue when she told me off. In respect to my late grandma’s memories I just smiled instead. I was remembered of the times my late grandma always advising and reminding me that it’s OK to back down in a fight especially when faced with a bloody insignificant idiotic simpleton. Her advice was “Let them say and insult you, Let them take all of your sins, Let them take another step closer to hell”.

I had initially wanted to stay longer in the house but after that moment, I waited for my grandad to finish his prayers and took my leave. Even though it was painful to leave him after a short visit, the pain in my heart and insult to my face and dignity was even more painful. It was so painful that the moment I stepped out of the lift, I had burst into tears..

The sweet memories of my time all the while I had created in that house ended that day. There are no more new sweet memories for me to create there. However I will forever cherish the bittersweet memories of my childhood memories I have of my grandparents especially my late grandma. I could just imagine my late grandma nagging and screaming her head off if she were to find out what that idiotic maid did to her guest.

That house is no longer meant for me. That house, is now just an empty vessel that housed my beloved memories.

It’s going to be quite a messy and hectic weekend and I’d like to take this opportunity to wish all the Muslims in the world a great and happy Eid Mubarak.

I’ll be busy with the running around, planning out all the necessary events with this Holiday. And to those who have been bad mouthing me and those related to me, you better be prepared, I’m not letting you off easily.

On your bended knees you will beg for my forgiveness! I’m not the little meek girl that I used to be..

I am not much of a car fanatic and never could name all the parts of the car correctly without looking at the manual. However, I could and still can repair and do a whole re-wiring of a car hands down. Only electronic wiring.. not mechanical.. hehehe

My Honda Civic 81 is giving me problems again. The alternator didn’t work properly again so I had to head out to my mechanic and get it fixed. Since I am currently busy with work loads, I’d rather send it to someone else and get it fixed.

I’m also currently looking out for a new design wind deflectors to fit the car. The current one I have is old and fragile looking since it must have been decades since the previous owner changed it.

And it is 5 more days to Eid Mubarak!! Wee…

Only 10 more days to Eid Mubarak!! Woohoo.. I didn’t realise that time flies that fast especially during this month of Ramadan. I can still remember when I was younger, the days during the month of Ramadan really drags on very slowly. I used to glance every hour at my watch, counting the hours that will end the fast, contemplating silently whether I should cheat my fasting or not.

Well those were my younger days, naughty and always impatient. But now, fasting is just like another one of those days where I’d simply be too busy to eat unless I’m reminded. But the hot weather.. Ouch!

I’m not sure if the global warming is becoming worse but I’m pretty sure I had a few sun burns whenever I hitch a ride on my dad’s bike for more than an hour’s ride. I didn’t ever remember having such hot weather during my younger days.

I haven’t even done my Pineapple Tarts yet!! Arh.. This is what happens when I spend too much time viewing the beautiful catalogue lists of Delta faucet. They such beautiful designs of faucets! Too bad I can’t find anymore areas to put them in my house. Hehehe..

I don’t understand the fuss of getting slim and popping in all those diet pills just to achieve that perfect body. I’ve seen what the pills could do and even though most of the times, the pills do work, there are also a few times that the pills targeted the wrong area to burn the fats.

There is a celebrity in Malaysia whom I suspected took pills as the fastest way to lose his mega weight. It did make him lose his weight and bulging tummy in a few months but it didn’t burn those on his face and head along.

So now, he has a fat head and acceptable weight for a body. Abnormal!

Being aware of the food intake and continuously exercising at least twice a week for an hour will not only make you lose that fat, it tones your body, burn those cholesterol and fat in our veins. Its those fatty acids that causes stroke, high blood pressure and all those chronic diseases.

But do humans care? Nope! They only worry for their exterior outlook instead of their interior complexion. Take a look at a car as an example. You may repaint and add modifications to the body of you car but if you never maintained the engine and mechanical workings of the car, it will not work at it’s peak. That concept is the same to humans.

In the search for the perfect body, we always overlook our health by taking the easiest way out.  In this case, I solely blame on the fashion industry for making the skin-and-bones and broomstick models as their ideal body to fit in their elaborate fashion statement.

Kids are scrambling to get all their fats out even to the point of starving themselves to fit into their small clothes which they thought are the ideal bodies. Even the clothes that were widely manufactured are made to fit skinny people.

I myself find shopping for clothes a little bit frustrating. Most of the clothings sold are tailored for real skinny and small sized people. I’m an average medium sized person and I still can’t fit my torso into the cute clothes!

This whole month is full of sale. From the clothes to the food and even to office furniture. Everything is being given a slashing discount prices. This is the only time I get busy with my own finances as I had to balance my expenses for the house, family and Raya.

Good thing my family do not practice the act of changing our interior design or I’d be in a deep deep DEEP hole. But luckily this year’s Raya is within budget. I sitll need to juggle my expenses for moving out to a new place.

Haiz.. Things are really very messy right now.