CSR: Baitul Kasih

Psst. Ini ialah prospektus investment. Pembaca2 blog yang budiman, saya nak jual trust fund yang sangat menarek. Low risk, high return. Silap2 anda semua boleh jadi kaya-raya, beli sebijik banglo dengan taman yang sangat luas, mengalahkan property di Sierramas / Sri Hartamas. Ada mau?

Trust fund ni namanya Baitul Kasih. Sekiranya anda beli trust fund ni, anda tentu tak akan rugi, malah profit beratus2 ribu kali ganda daripada investment. Masih berminat?

Mari kita berkenalan dengan trust fund Baitul Kasih:

Baitul Kasih terletak di Bukit Rahman Putra & menempatkan 19 orang anak2 yatim & OKU, tapi sebenarnya penjaga rumah ni ada menyewa dua buah rumah lain untuk menampung another 20+ anak2 yatim. Jumlah anak yatim semuanya ialah 40+ orang:

Anak kecik ni namanya Fatimah. Dia kanak2 special sebab cacat penglihatan tapi dia sangat comel. Kedua2 ibu bapa Fatimah sudah meninggal dunia.


Adik ni pulak namanya ialah Zakaria. Dia seorang anak autism
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Sebahagian lagi penghuni Baitul Kasih


Tugas saya sebagai penjual trust fund ialah mengumpulkan sumbangan dari buyers (iaitu pembaca blog yang dermawan) :

1. Pampers bayi (saiz M& L) & orang dewasa (untuk remaja OKU)
2. Susu bayi (Dutch Lady 1-2-3)
3. Barangan peribadi i.e. ubat gigi/syampu/sabun/berus gigi
4. Pakaian2 terpakai (yang masih elok & sesuai untuk kanak2 berusia dari 1-17 tahun)
5. Milo
6. Beras / gula / tepung gandum - barangan dapur
7. Alat2 mainan
8. Buku cerita kanak2 / buku teks / buku2 agama
9. Kipas angin (standing fan)

- Sumbangan dalam bentuk wang adalah tidak digalakkan.

Memandangkan kami akan mengadakan kerja2 amal di Rumah Baitul Kasih pada hari Ahad ni, besarlah harapan sekiranya ada yang menyumbang barang2 keperluan di atas & dihantar ke rumah kami selewat2nya pada hari Sabtu. :)

Sesiapa yang berminat nak join pun boleh juga. Aktiviti kami lebih kepada meluangkan masa dengan anak2 yatim sebab sebenarnya mereka lebih memerlukan perhatian daripada bantuan material (berdasarkan pengalaman buat kerja amal di rumah anak2 yatim di Titiwangsa, kanak2 itu lebih dahagakan kasih sayang)

Sekian terima kasih. Boleh bersurai ke blog masing2.

Website Baitul Kasih: http://baitulkasih.com/

Msjboxers Berkumpul Lagi

Bulan ini bulan makan-makan.
Patutlah badan saya semakin bulat lagi.

Penat saja torture diri-sendiri di gym!
Huaargghhhh!!!

Pergi makan2 di rumah CM & Kak Siti je dah 2 kali. Dasar pemalas nak masak. Hahaha! Sebenarnya kami dijemput makan2 sebab kali pertama, rumah CM & Kak Siti telah diterjah oleh Kasawari Beep2 dan Kak Linda. Kali kedua pulak pada hari Jumaat lepas, oleh Kak Lin & anak2. Orang2 Johor memang suka terjah2 rumah orang2 KL SEYYH!


Tengok la lauk-pauk sedap Kak Siti masak! Nasib baik la saya telah pergi ke gym dulu sebelum singgah di rumah Kak Siti

Lepas makan2, seperti biasalah. Sesi berposing. Layankan aje si Sodep kat belakang tu, berposing dengan vogue nya.

Muka2 yang kekenyangan pada pukul 10.30pm


Dah kemaruk amik gambar, sampai kat tangga pun nak posing lagi

Hari Sabtu pulak, kami pergi sumbang suara yang sumbang di Red Box. Ikutkan hati, Jumaat malam Sabtu tu dah kami nak terjah Kotak Merah:

Kak Lin: Terasa nak pegi karaoke lah...
Saya: Jom kita pergi lepas ni Kak Lin!
Kak Ret: Amboi2x! Ko tengok la, bini sapa la ni nak pegi karaoke pakai baju kurung nih!
Suami Terchenta: Bini sapa nih? Kena panah petir karang!


Msjboxers beraksi di dalam bilik karaoke, mentang2 tak de orang tengok korang semua gelek2 ye!

Suami Terchenta pun ikut cucuk langit. Astaga, Suamiku! Kena panah petir baru tau!

Balik dari cucuk langit karaoke, aktiviti seterusnya ialah:



Piknik di Taman Tasik Kepong tempat orang main layang2



Pakcik Aiskrim pun tumpang glamer sekaki...

Semalam pulak, giliran rumah kami diserang lanun2 kawan2 dari Johor (kebetulan pulak CM sekeluarga & Kak Retna pun asal dari Johor jugak!):


Makan time!

Mujurlah Shai bawak satay Hj Samuri, sebab kanak2 Ribena ada yang tak makan laksa. Siap bercekak pinggang tunggu pekerja Hj Samuri bakar satay sampaikan satay pun tak berapa masak sebab nak cepat punya pasal. Muahaha!

Dari pagi lagi kami sibuk di dapur menyiapkan laksa Sarawak. Suami Terchenta lah yang sibuk merebus udang, goreng telur dadar & buatkan kuah laksa sementara saya meracik ayam & goreng ayam sebagai hidangan sampingan. Dessert pulak ialah kek batik special saya.

Sebenarnya, ada cerita di sebalik laksa *senyum secret*. Oh Suami Terchenta, kisah teh cina semasa kita pengantin baru dulu sepatutnya jadi pengajaran saya sepanjang hidup!

Ingatkan sampai di situ sajalah tugas memasak kami. Petang para tetamu akan beransur. Rupa2nya lunch hour melarat sampai ke tea-time! Dengan tak disangka2, chef celebriti, Kak Norz & Abang Deri pulak akan terjah rumah kami! Bagai nak rak, kami menggelabah pergi beli pisang goreng dan keropok lekor untuk tetamu2 extra:


Lepas lunch, sambung borak2 sambil minum petang (hidangkan pisang goreng yang disponsor oleh Kak Lin, kek yang dibawa oleh Kak Norz, kek batik yang cuma tinggal sepiring, dan teh panas)

As usual, lepas makan amik gambar lagi:


Thanks semua, sudi datang ke rumah kami! Si Iman anak Bonda Rock jatuh chenta dengan kotak muzik yang saya beli di Paris

Malamnya, saya pengsan kepenatan. Mujur saja hari ni cuti umum! :p (Kesian Suami Terchenta terpaksa kerja)

Makaseh, semua! Lain kali datang lagi ke rumah kami, kami berbesar hati terima kunjungan kawan2 semua. Mintak maaf kalau ada kekurangan ya!

Because You're Old Enuff TODAY!


Happy Birthday, bro! =)

I never really talked about my brothers. Not because I forgot about them, but when I last left them to further study 7 years ago, we were at the age of whereby we'd rather hide them under the carpet than admitting that we were related *roll eyes*. If I had to mention it to my friends, I'd mutter under my breath, 'Yes, my younger bro can we change topic?'

Turned out I was plain stupid to being embarrassed about having younger brothers because - look at my brothers! They are every young girls' heartthrobs at school because they played sports and they are oozing in good looks. I mean - just look at their sister! (masuk basket angkat sendiri)

This is my second brother and he turned 22 yesterday. Recently he flew to KL to continue his degree program after finishing his diploma in UiTM Kuching. For the first time ever, I was joined by one of my siblings in KL.

At first I was rather reluctant to having him come over. KL is a totally different city than Kuching - what if he can't hold on his own and got mixed up in bad company? After all, Shah Alam is not that near to where we are staying now so it's hard for me to hawk over him.

Worse, what if he made the same decision as I did 7 years ago, i.e. stay put in this side of Malaysia?

Horror, horror.

But when he eventually joined us for a vacation after so many years of never going anywhere together, I kind of feel pleased to have my brother here. I had never really spent time with any of my siblings which left me really guilty about it most of the time, so having him here with me sort of vanquished that feeling. Now I'm spending time with one of my family members ok. Sesungguhnya saya bukan lupa daratan.

I would like to think that he feels likewise (hello big sister whom I've never really sit down for more than five minutes over the past 7 years but now we're spending vacation together). He even made attempts to chat (the first time he did that, saya nyaris pengsan) and that effort is actually a big leap of development for him - because he's the quietest in the family. He's almost like Chairman in personality except that he's not poyo *Ainie, jangan marah I kutuk bakal hubby you. Hahaha!*

Occasionally we texted each other and he requested for a birthday gift today (in the past years, I was usually the one who asked whether he wanted one, not the other way round). Hopefully, this whole thing is not just because he wanted my CLK. Kadang2, adik2 lelaki saya bukan boleh percaya pun, sebab mereka ada motif tersembunyi

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Anyway, Happy Birthday again, bro. No, I'm not giving away my CLK because you're now old enough to take up a part-time job (like me last time) and saved up for your own ride. Anggaplah kakakmu ini mengajar awak berdikari :p (padahal sebenarnya saya malas nak repair CLK lama)

Hectic

For the past two months or so, I have been kept really busy at the office. The frenzy started to build up even more the past two weeks until yesterday because of the deadline to submit appraisal nomination.

Turns out the system became haywire when it was forced to accept thousands of entries and I almost went mad in the office. There was not even time for lunch, and I went back home after 8pm almost every day.

Things were so busy that we even spoke in abbreviations:

Me: The system deleted one of our user's name, so I can't assist him.
Colleague: Really? OMG!
Me: I know! WTH??
(and we both cracked up)

Yup, it's fun fun fun in the office now.

Pick up Your Own Rubbish, La!

In my most obnoxious opinion, I think Malaysian tourists are irresponsible and lazy. No doubt everyone is entitled to be lazy during their break, but that should not be an excuse to litter lovely places like Pangkor Island!

Oh yeah, btw I'm currently sitting down for a late lunch in Pulau Pangkor, one of my fave spot. Usually I don't blog when I'm on vacation but I'm so indignant at the behavior of Malaysian tourists that I simply must whip out my mobile and vent out my feeling HERE AND NOW!

I'm utterly upset with the attitude of 'someone else will clean up my rubbish' especially when it is committed at beautiful locations famous for its natural wonder. Malaysian tourists are usually the culprits with this disgusting attitude. They don't even feel guilty! In their pea-sized brain, as long as it's not my property, I can't be bothered. Other people also do, what?

Yet when they visit other countries they have the nerve to complain that 'Malaysia so dirttyyyy..' Dumbo. Who created the mess in the first place?

Is it too heavy to bring along disposable bags to keep all the rubbish after you're done with your picnics? Is it such a hassle to pick up that plastic wrappers / empty bottles / cans and stuff them in your bag before dumping them in rubbish bin at the main island? Got no brain, kah? Or you people actually stay in rubbish dump, so already used to it?

Kesian... Stay in rubbish dump. No wonder cannot learn to pick up own rubbish.

Come on la people! You all love holiday-ing, just like we do. We go to sandy white beaches with clear water so we can look at the colourful fishes. So please don't turn that white beach into 'colourful' beach because of various plastic wrappers left behind. Don't choke the fishes by leaving empty bread wrappers after feeding 'em with the bread. In short, don't spoil our vacation places!

Or you'd rather don't have any places to go to during school break / public hols because you spoilt them? If I was born with pots of money, I'd probably buy all the islands in Malaysia and make them private! Padan muka korang takde tempat lagi nak dikotorkan! Then you can just rot in your rubbish dump home while I enjoy having beautiful & CLEAN islands, protected from uncivilised & irresponsible people like you people. Hahahaha!

I just hope that if Malaysian tourists who happened to stumble into my blog read this rant of mine, they will sit up and take note. Siapa yang makan cili, dia yang terasa pedasnya. Do the right thing.

Be responsible. Pick up your own rubbish! Believe me, it's not that hard at all. If you're too dumb, I'll give free lessons on Proper Rubbish Disposal 101. No problem!