From Hobby, To Business

Around early April, my mom and aunt got together and baked cakes and cookies. At first. it was only for fun.So then one day, my mom got a phone call from an anonymous person that asked if she could ORDER my mom's cake and cookies. I know right? thus my mom with her baking expertise combined with my aunt's superior cookie/cake/cupcake designing skills and they formed a small business (sort of) by the name of The Cookie Jar. They had plenty of orders by the next couple of months.At times, i was hired as their 'delivery boy'.




By July, quite a number of followers praised The Cookie Jar's adequate and creative delicacies of cakes.It was remarkable that orders kept coming and the task was harder for every order.The hardest one would have to be the order for Bujang Nor's wedding anniversary. My mom had to baked 800, i reapeat 800 cupackes O_o i mean i myself was in shocked. I tried to help but, yaknow me :D so then The Cookie Jar were to be interviewed on tv! even my mom was like ZOMG ZOMG ROFL.so here's some pictures i took from the telly (i couldnt be at the studio because i was at school.HEH)

My mom and my aunt with their expertise (notice the big head, yea its the tv :D)

My aunt strutting her stuff

This was the slr cake that my mom and aunt baked for St Teresa's Photography club Dinner

Okay at this particular moment, it's the perfect time to say "Hi mom!"

(Mom's in the pink, aunt's in the peach)

Well that pretty much sum's up what i want to tell you readers bout The Cookie Jar. For more information on The Cookie Jar, log on to their website http://www.diwicookie-jar.blogspot.com/

P/S I'm proud of you mom! :D

Till then, HENSHIN!!

Whatchu think?

Heh, I'm really getting friggin tired of people nowadays.I'm currently referred to Hafiz. If you don't know who Hafiz is, he's the guy that's 2 years older than me, he goes to the same school as i do and guess what HE WAS IN 4C TOO (my current class) and yeah, he inherits those luscious curls just as i do. I guess it's true that every man has 7 identical look -alikes in the world. But hey, I'd thought it would be around the world ya know, as in internationally, not the 2 years older than me,same town,country,curly hair and same class kinda guy sigh. I bet there's an Indian look-alike of me out there *eyebrow2* . Well then back to the real world. It was Sunday the 26th, 6am. I was up an early ready to gaze on to the peaceful and calming morning. I made myself a burger and some hot dogs. I was off to cycle around the neighbourhood just to reminisce myself and enjoy mother nature. The thought of despair and stress were out of my mind as i cycled around. Abah came along as well, it was good that he wasn't going to waste his Sunday by lazing in bed.

We came upon a bunch of sultan and the agong himself passing by the main road. I couldn't stand the fact that those nosy cops had to shove us over even though we were cycling at the side of the road. They'd yell out "KE TEPI KE TEPI, OUT OF THE WAY OUT OF THE WAY!!", you see the main reason they do that is to ensure that the sultan/agong reaches to his destiny on time. But you gotta say, being rude is just harsh sometimes eventhough you didn't mean to do it. I was so pissed after the 4th sultan passed by i called one of the cops a "loogey" (just a word i use to describe fuglish people). Abah didn't know because he was panting like hell, as in HUUUHEEHUUUHEEE and yeah it was pretty funny :D So then the cop slows down his big bike to match his speed with my bike. He then turns to me and asks me "Do you know what responsibilities we carry towards the sultan and his.......AIEH! you look like Hafiz!!!!!". I swear that was so damn embarrasing i was about to dig my own grave.As a result, i waved at him and said "Yes, I do look like him.Why whatsup?" and the cop was just complimenting my hair seemingly how it resembles Hafiz. He waved at me the sped up his motorbike.I mean what kind of looney cop stops just to say herendous comments to my face? Who does he think he is? John Travolta? No. So then, I was kinda glad that i didn't get the F bomb from the cop. Eventually abah and I completed our cycling escapade and then returned. If I were to learn anything, it was that :

1) Always make sure the hair is noticable

2) Cops in Sarawak are fanatic over Hafiz

3) Cycling is good for health

4) Always bring a watter bottle

5) NEVER FORGET TO PUMP THE TYRE OF YOUR BIKE

6) Syed Mohd Ashraf is not in any relation or whatsoever with Hafiz AF7

ME!

NOT ME!

Geddit? Think twice, wash your eyeballs if you have too. Teehee,till then, HENSHIN!!

Ze Blog Ze Kimono

HOKAY, i don't know why i'm so lazy to even type a word even if my insticnts tell me to.Well i'm back after a MONTH of not blogging, yes i have been busy, no Ellyas I have not been perming my hair if you a reading this.Let's move on. I made a new friend dear readers,ho ho she's so gonna kill meh for doing this but i don't care. Her name's Tysha,she's 15, she's a student of my dearly beloved orange headed science teacher at Sri Sarjana and she's suspected to have H1N1 =O HEH well at least i'm not bad mouthing about anyone aiy? hmm Tysha has this coloured hair (i presume it's orange) which is cool because you seldom see any orange head's in Kuching (except for the science teacher arerr) She's fun to chat with, a great pal,trustworthy and of course funny.She's always there when you need her to be.Hmm she's more like an angel trapped inside a 15 year old per say :P Okay now i sound as if i'm promoting her to the world (well basically i am -__-) so in this 32 minutes of thinking i made a loopy poem just to show how curly my mind is :D nah just kidding, i grabbed it from some website AHAHAHA.here you go!



A friend is like a flower, a rose to be exact,

Or maybe like a brand new gate, that never comes unlatched.

A friend is like an owl, both beautiful and wise.

Or perhaps a friend is like a ghost, whose spirit never dies.

A friend is like a heart that goes strong until the end.

Where would we be in this world if we didnt have a friend.

XOXO KIMONO :P

The King Of Pop

Michael Joseph Jackson

1958 - 2009

Yes, Michael Joseph Jackson, also known for M.J and The King Of Pop, sadly passed away on the 26th of June,2009 due to heart arrest. I KNOW! kinda sad eh. Well, no one really thought that he would die at that age. Well you know,life is short. I used to boogie to his songs when i was young. I really enjoyed his genre of POP, not like the lame ones you see on telly nowadays. I liked his moonwalk thingy, really cool LOL. And I liked him when he was young (it's the hair). I wished i could've have seen him alive and well, but i guess not everything you want goes it's way huh? I heard rumours that he convert to Islam? If so, he died on such a memorable day for Muslims. May Allah Bless You Michael :) No one can ever replace the King Of Pop. Amin Yarabbal Alamin.

Yoodles

W.O.W. Three months of not blogging means that i must be up to something.Well guess what? IM NOT. I'm just freakingly lazy rofl. My hair was still big back then. Now it's shorter than aunt kathy's moustache LOL. Well lets see, lets just do a quick recap what i did in the past two months :

a) March 2009 - I sat for my exams, bought a new guitar amp and saw a clown riding a hummer (don't ask)

b) April 2009 - My sister Sophia celebrated her 11th birthday at carvery (I was there of course) lol

c) May 2009 - WOWEE omg i dont even know if i should be posting this up but what the f right? 9th of may. The supposedly happiest day in my forked up life :) I saw Hafiz won AF7 (LOL) and and i still had long hair.

d) June 2009 - I celebrated Gawai. It was fun,well kinda.Rather than being drunk (no i was not intoxicated) and currently i'm into Architecthure and Pilot..and guitar...and HUSNA :))))

Well then, that's just a recap. I'll be updatin real soon. Till then readers, HENSHIN!!

Why Havent You Updated Your Blog?

Well, there you go.The title speaks for itself. I have not been blogging for about one month now.But alas im back, i've just been busy.Lets see uhh after my birthday a few stuff happened. Some of em included my team losing twice in 2 games (shut up dont rub it in), i sat for my exams ( i think i failed 3 subjects), erm i also made new friends, exercised and also tried to stay in good shape.Whats the point of blogging anyways? got any ideas?

February 13th and 14th

Crap. I was suppose to post this bout two days ago but what the hell.Ahh, its that time of year again. Friday The 13th is such a herendous event that even i myself cant run away from it. I mean, legend has it that something bad is going to happen on Friday the 13th.pftttt yea roight. But likewise, imma still stick with the whole "spooky" tale.

Heck, nothing really spooky happened on that particular day -_-
Hmm let's see...something spooky eh....
Well i saw a shirtless fat dude running around my area (kinda spooky looking at man boobs jiggling)
That's pretty much what i did on Friday -_-

Let's move on to the next day

Velentines Day. Thats what February 14th stands for. A day where couples could share their cherished love no matter where there are (probably the toilet). Anyways, i had another photography club meeting at school from 8 to 11 in the morning. I went home after that. Me mates called me and asked me if i wanted to go to my schools mini concert (talentine). I was like hell yeah and so i took my cousin with me. UNFORTUNATELY, when i reached the entrance, a bloody nerd came up to me (he was guarding the door and he's also a god damn prefect in the school) says that i have to buy a ticket costing 6 bucks. What is this, a freakshow?! then when i paid for me and my cousin. we went inside. Once again, we were dashed with stupidity and annoying gestures from the guards ( god damn school prefects) asking wheres my ticket bla bla bla. The palce was so crowded and hot! It felt like being heated inside a pizza oven. I think i saw a dead lizard in the corner because it was so hot. Man, the air conditioning sucked big time and i didnt even get to see me mates! So me and my cousin went outside and planned to head to town. We eventually sold our tickets to some desperate girls outside the hall and got a profit of 5 bucks (smart eh *eyebrow eyebrow*) So me and my cousin did head to town. A lot of couples out there LOL. Even a freakin DiGi mascott wished me a happy valentines day -_- I met up with Husna and Aween and Spring and we hung out till around 5. i went home feeling tired and surprisingly happy at the same time.

And now its 15 February. One day before i turn 16. Looks like its my last blog for my 15 year old life. I had a great run. Hopefully all of those memories would be treasured and cherished in the future. Till then readers, HENSHIN!! Goodbye 15 hello 16 :)

Grande'

Ola readers. I've been so lazy to blog and yet i have so many tales to tell and share. My last blog was in late december 2008, and now its January 25th, one day before the chinese new year celebration. Lets see, uhhh on new year's i stayed home since i was feeling a bit blue.Then on the brink of 2009, abah gave me the new samsung phone and 3 grand. THANK YOU DADEH. Few days past and i started schooling again. I was placed into 4C which means i dropped a class (its because my name started with an 'S' and that the B class was too crowded,how lame)and oh yeah, my pmr results were okay and not bad. half-half to be exact.4A's and 4B's for a rookie. But all in all, i'm thankful that i didnt get any red marks and i made it to the science stream.

Okay,back to the present. Yesterday abah went to pick up a french tourist (his best friend Jacques')and i'm not making this up, but i actually saw a real french dude. He was tall, handsome and guess what, we had the same hair type. curly wurly is always the best LOL. He came over the the borneo island to have some peace and tranquility from his hard hard work in Marseille, being a chef (i beg to differ). He wasnt married and didnt have a girlfriend. His defiant eyes explains it all.Nah, just kidding. He's married to a beautiful lady named Isabelle and they have a pair of adorable twins. But Isabelle and the twins couldnt make it because they were still at their grandma's place back in France.

On the next day, which was Saturday the 24th, i was at school attending my photography club which surprisingly went well despite the havoc surrounding.I brought along my guitar and played some tunes with the lads. Till about 11, my dad and i headed for some brunch with Jacques. We ate FRENCH toast (hmm the word french dosent seem appealing) and some fries at Hilton restaurant or whatever its called. After that, it was around 3 and i was still with jacques.He kept on bragging bout something and ends up saying the word 'grande'.I didnt know what it meant but it sounded nice to me.I left the suite at 4 something and went home to go online.So basically thats whats up with me in January 2009. Hope to have a fun, thrilling and adventurous year ahead.Till then readers,HENSHIN!!