I Love You So...

Ryan in his Liverpool jersey(bought by Uncle Halem), which nearly caused his daddy to disown him!

" Do you love me everyday?"

you ask with suprise

"Or does love come and go like passing butterflies?"

I love you as steady

as the moon and the sun,

though some of our days

are not full of fun.

"Like when you feel mad?"

you ask with distress,

"cause I've broken the rules

or made a big mess?"

I love you when you are nice.

I love you cranky, too.

I love you without liking

the naughty things you do.

My 'love you' doesn't change

like the weathers of the days.

It's a certain kind of thing

in many different ways.

-Marianne Richmond' (I Love You So..)

It does get tough sometimes, especially since he has learnt to protest/cry/whine to get what he wants. And boy, he sure does know what he wants!

It's funny to both Shahreil and I sometimes when family and friends keep asking if Ryan ever cries at all, since I have to admit that he is mostly a happy and cheerful boy. Well, he does. Especially at Jelebu where he tends to get clingy as I suspect he gets a little lonely and craves for our attention. And it's funny that even when he's being so difficult we still find him cute and how we think that he looks so adorable when he's crying. (ok, at least 75% of the time... the other 25% I feel like tearing my hair out!)

And I guess I should treasure these moments when all he wants to do is to be with me, before he gets to the age when it's no longer cool to be seen with his mom. (Yikes!)

Ibu loves you, Ryan Iskandar.

We'll go to the playground once you wake up, alright?

Negatif

Maybe I'm getting old.
Maybe I'm no longer hip.
Maybe I just don't get teenagers nowdays.
I can give you one long list of things, but for today I'll just talk about one thing that has been irritating me a little. Or a lot, depending on whether I'm pms-ing or not.

Everyone has some kind of nama manja/timangan/ glamer or whatever you call it. Nobody gets called by their full name, other than during doctor's appointment or interviews or some really formal stuffs. But do you realise that the nama glamer of kids nowdays are NOT glamourous at all. Some of them are downright stooopid and insulting. Why would you want to be called Nina Pantatz? Or IraBeylo? Or AzmiKecikkz? Sedap ke? Suka ke dipanggil beylo? Kalau saya lah yang dipanggil beylo, mengamuk sakan gamaknya tau.. But you yourself choose to be called that? I don't get you lah, kids.

But..
Maybe KRU is right...

Tiap generasi punya citarasa sendiri
Gaya nan terkini irama muda mudi
Fikir cara terbuka jgn pandang negatif saja
Inilah caraku.. biarku dengan jeans biruku..

Korang kalau minat KRU, taulah lagu apa eh.
SO, lantak koranglah nak oi...
But Ryan, I chose a perfectly nice name for you. Don't you go and butcher it up in the future.
Or I will butcher YOU.

P.S:Ibu loves you!

Apa yang aku nampak.

Memandangkan hari ini (dan hari-hari yang sebelumnya selama 2 minggu lepas), aku tiada apa-apa yang hendak dibuat (atau pura-pura tak nampak apa-apa yang patut aku buat) di tempat kerja ini, baik aku berblog sikit.

Minggu lepas, sewaktu aku sibuk beratur di taxi stand nak pergi ke Tampines, aku nampak lah satu kejadian yang sungguh buat aku rasa teramat menyampah sekali. Hari tu, linenya memanglah panjang. Dari jauh aku nampak line tu aku dah menggerutu dalam hati.. tapi aku fikir, sabar..sabar... nanti bertambah kerut kat dahi aku yang dah tak berapa licin ni. Tapi sesungguhnya tak semua orang yang berpikiran macam aku.

Adalah mat saleh dua orang ni tengah tunggu taxi jugak... first in the row lagik. Mungkin jugak diorang dah tunggu lama, dan semakin hot dalam hati bila tiap2 teksi yang berderum lalu depan mata semuanya ada penumpang ataupun on call. Mana tak sakit hati wooo... Dan mungkin juga rasa gembira tak terhinggalah bila ada teksi berhenti depan mata dan ada penumpang turun. Aku perasan jugak yang dreber teksi tu dah menurunkan cermin tingkapnya, dalam hati aku berkata, ni gerenti apek nak tukar syif.. Tapi mamat saleh ghairah tu, belum apa-apa dah masuk. Sorang dah duduk yang sorang lagi baru nak masuk bila apek tu baru sempat nak explain yang dia nak tukar syif. Bukannya aku dengar pun dia kata apa, tapi aku rasa2 itulah yang dia kata. Tapi si dua ekor, batu besar ada duduk dalam itu kepala. Berdegil takmo keluar. Apek tu cuba explain lagik, si mamat salah sorang tu dengan muka masam mencuka, terus tutup itu pintu dan apek itu mungkin rasa tercepit dantak tau buat apa, terus drive lah.

Geramnyer aku masa tu. Nilah orang-orang yang nak ikut kepala dia jer. Nasib baik aku ni kecil molek, kalau aku besar sikit mau tak aku seret korang dua tu keluar dari teksi tu. Customer is always right. Podah! Self-centred brats! Sungguh memualkan perangai kamu-kamu itu. Pakaian sikit punya cantik dan aku pasti dompet dorang lebih banyak isi daripada aku punya yang banyak resit jer.. Tapi perangai, takde standardlah wei. Sebab tu orang selalu kata, jangan menilai orang ikut rupa jer. Rupa ok, perangai haprak.