I phone with an IPhone

Finally...

Finally..

Finally...

Finally..

I accept the fact of unable to resist temptation of lust for

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luxury

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Finally I take a bite on an Apple,

apple in the form of flat touch screen phone.

I phone with an IPhone.

How it even rhythm!

Complication with IPhone:

1) Autocorrect! It took me twice longer time than using keypad phone to type a sms.. Quick Annoying. I wish I can turn off autocorrect mode. 

bukan=butane, haiz=hair....

Even my sighing can be hair, even chemical came out in my sms. My friends must be wondering why suddenly I had become such an intelligent lady.

2) My plump finger need to lost weight. Not easy to type 'n', my finger keep poking 'm'. Perhaps my finger is craving for M&M.

3) I have yet find a cute pouch or cover. My friend have a cassette for her samsung. I mean cover looks like cassette. Do you know what is cassette? I know I am so old school.

Cassette

 4) Battery ran out very fast. The battery must be wearing Reebok sport shoes, that's why it run very fast! I have to time it, so I can be home when it ran out.... I better buy a Reebok sport shoes too, but not available in Miri!!!

5) I want to be free from Facebook.. but I can't run away from FB. Because of Facebook App...... Because I don't have Reebok sport shoes.... 

Relationship status: Complicated

Cute comment at the end of 2011

Happy New YEAR!~

Best comment for the end of year 2011:

• Your cuteness is 100%, however your prettiness is 0%.
• Why are you so cute like sinchan?
• I hate you but I love you.
• Can I call you "sinchan comelku sayang" (my beloved cute sinchan)?

Yeah I am sinchan....

Dusun Wedding in Keningau

Last November, my cousin, Fread get married with his beloved one. His beloved one is from Keningau. We joined his troop to Keningau to fetch the bride. Another wedding ceremony in Keningau.

My cousin is from Kota Kinabalu, Sabah and does not live in Keningau. It is a tradition to fetch the bride from her maiden home to the groom's home. Because Kota Kinabalu is too far, they use bride's grandmother house as her maiden home, and bride's father house as groom's house.

Bride is hidden in this house. Forget to mention that bride's ethnicity is Dusun. This is the first time to witness wedding in Dusun's culture. Actually almost same as this post, the groom won't get the bride easily.

It was a long wait for the groom and his gang to arrived. The kids started to entertain themselves by plucking rambutan (hairy fruit). Quite sweet. hehehhe

  Finally the groom came and try to pass thru the gate. At 1st phase, the groom were given a poem (pantun), and he have to answer with a poem too. Passed!

2nd phase, the groom have to give RM 19.15. Time to collect money!

Finally they can enter the house. To get in, the have to drink the wine. This is homemade wine (tapai), fermented of some natural food (rice, or potato, or coconut). This is the toll fee. This is 1st time the wine is served in bamboo stick.

In the house, the groom have to choose his bride from covered cloth. He has to give RM10 for a guess. As you can see he get it right at his 1st guess.

They were seated and food were served. Rice in leaf along with stew meat.

Sweet gesture between bride and groom.

The groom succeeded fetch the bride and they proceed to the groom's house.

It is not easy to go back the groom house too. Don't ask me why. It is the tradition.

The bride was covered with a cloth when they were walking to the house.

 Bride's grandmother greeted by relative.

Not sure is this a tradition for the groom to hide under the cloth, or he is just having fun.

Everyone have to pay toll fee again. hehehe.

This wine can caused headache if not used to it. I drank 2 sticks around 4.30pm. By 11 pm, I had tremendous headache and almost vomit!

Meat are served after we drink the wine.

Wherever there are kids, there are rambutan!

Eat, Pray, Love

Eat, pray, love.

This a 2010 movie, based on a memoir of Elizabeth Gilbert.

It is amazing how she can defined each phase of life so clearly. As if she is drawing a discerning line in her life.
Let me illustrated how I feel of the movie. Please pardon me...

My thoughts:

Rome is about food, India is about spiritual, Bali is about love.

Food, spiritual and love, can't they exist together.

So I can't pee while I poo???

What happen when we can't defined what is happening in our life? Does it mean this is meaningless moment of life? Oh my...

At most moment, I don't know the meaning of this life....

Is it poo or pee?

Am I heading at the right direction? Am I moving at all?

a friend once said when you have dejavu, you are at the right direction.

Whenever I sit on my couch, I have dejavu as if I sat on this couch before. Oh yes, I am at the right direction to become a couch potato.