Archive for February, 2012

http://www.eventfinder.com.au/news/2012/02/radiohead-australian-tour

Radiohead will perform five shows only this November: Brisbane at the Brisbane Entertainment Centre on Friday 9th November, two shows in Sydney at the Sydney Entertainment Centre on Monday 12th and Tuesday 13th November, and two shows in Melbourne at Rod Laver Arena on Friday 16th and Saturday 17th November.

!!!!!!!!!

(this’ll make a SUPER DUPER GREAT 1-month advanced birthday gift/dream-come-true for me this year, doncha think…??)

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The kids love their satay. And they particularly love the satay at their Yai’s stall :)

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Me: *eating an orange* “auni, what is manis?”
A: “sweet!”
M: “good. masam tu apa?”
A: “i think… sour?”
M: “pandai. besar maknanya?”
A: “big.”
M: “kecil?”
A: *looks uncertain*
M: “kecil… or kecik… you know.. *demonstrates tiny space between index finger and thumb* KE-CIK… although the correct word is KE-CIL…”
A: “small! *thinks* how about juuust right?” *indicates some random height with her hand*
M: “just right? oh, SEDERHANA.” (for lack of better word – IS there a better word?? at this point, even i am suspicious of myself because this sounds more like it means ‘average’. i mean, i don’t imagine Goldilocks exclaiming “sederhanaaa sahaja!” with the same amount and tone of enthusiasm at Baby Bear’s porridge/chair/bed.)
G: “like NURHANA?”

well, I suppose you could say, ‘average’ IS my middle name…. -_-

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awww taylor, sucha sweetie.


am unashamedly adding on to that 5 million hits on youtube.

meanwhile, on the other end of the spectrum…


“I heard that you like the bad girls
Honey, is that true?”

(mmm pouty lips.)

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@blogizadnhana

claiming it, just because.
to, you know, update on blog posts, is all.
(meanwhile, someone else already took our actual moniker. why?! #ThingsThatPerplexYou)

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sometimes, someone who ‘gets’ you leaves you a little something on your desk, and makes your day. :)

monday surprise

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kids' library

kids' library

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Stick Man @ DBS Arts Centre

i was initially a bit iffy about spending $xx per ticket for a one-hour stage production with the kids, but i figured if i could spend $xxx on one ticket to watch a music concert, then it’s only fair that i do the same for them. you know, for the sake of, er, The Arts and such… (and you can tell from the over-fussing of little ‘sweethearts’ and ‘darlings’, chanel/prada-toting ‘patrons of the arts’ in the audience that they could afford plenty more ‘culture’ than me.)

Stick Man @ DBS Arts Centre

i’ve only recently warmed up to Julia Donaldson’s children’s books, having previously always resisted the ubiquitous (somewhat ‘over-commercialised’) The Gruffalo. i really can’t explain the resistance, except that i was suspicious that the eponymous creature so resembled the ones in Maurice Sendak’s Where The Wild Things Are, and therefore, a derivative, i.e. Not Original. (i can be such a snoot.)

BUT. i did eventually pick it up (out of curiosity at its overwhelming popularity), and then her other works (The Gruffalo’s Child, etc), and what can i say – they really ARE quite brilliant. AND oh-so-English. i think what works especially well are her clever, clever rhymes, the adventurous streak of the protagonists, and the story lines with a twist that somehow always end with just the right rhyming word without seeming too contrived. (and btw, The Gruffalo has none of the dark undertones like in Where The Wild Things Are, i.e. Not Unoriginal).

i guess you’ll know a good book when your kids spout random lines from it, memorise the plot sequence, and notice minute details in the illustrations – which was what happened with auni after readings of Stick Man. and to see a well-loved book come to life on theatre is to complete her experience (in 4D, no less).

thankfully, the stage adaptation of Stick Man we saw had enough humour to appeal to both children and adults (and is oh-so-English!), so hmm, ok i didn’t feel too bad about that burnt hole in me pocket.

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brother & sister, originally uploaded by izadd.

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cousins, originally uploaded by izadd.

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tori

really moving song by tori amos featuring her daughter, natashya hawley.
can’t believe it i didn’t hear it sooner although the song was on my itunes ages ago! (wife’s collection)

love it how both mother and daughter’s voices complement perfectly in the song.
natashya was about 10 years old when they recorded the song and she sounded so mature!

btw, it’s nothing to do with steve job’s coffin :)

Job’s Coffin by Tori Amos on Grooveshark

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my private library
a work-in-progress

mini library

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my video of the week.

only m.i.a can make arab dudes drifting in the desert look cool.

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hejawh

ha ha haha haaaa

*cries*

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… swirl around in my mind. they consume my idle thoughts. they confound, yet fascinate me.

i know it’s confusing for the boy, switching from English to Malay rules in spelling/reading, especially where vowels are concerned. (for example, “clown”, “mountain”, and “hijau” – you can’t really explain to a young reader why there are so many ways to spell one dipthong other than “that’s just the way it is, my child”, shaking your head apologetically at the inexplicable mysteries of life.)

but i keep telling him: “Malay vowels are like, the EASIEST, EVER!” (note how many different ‘e’ sounds there are in these 2 English words alone? and don’t forget the ones that don’t even make a sound! how can one not get exasperated?!)

whereas the vowel ‘e’ in Malay only has two sounds. the other Malay vowels don’t even vary, or change as and when they like with different words…

aeiou

Malay vowels,
they’re straightforward.
they’re uncomplicated.
they’re consistent.
they’re faithful.

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- i use up 4-5 pieces of blotting paper per day, at a rate of 1 piece every 3 hours. and you can be sure the entire blue piece of blotting paper is soaked thoroughly with sebum. gross. shouldn’t 34 be a little past the whole active-sebum-production age?

- i get easily irritated by music on radio. i got into the car this evening and that horrendous ‘on the floor’ song started and my heart started palpitating at the sound of the opening beats and i scrambled for the ipod to save my life and breathed a huge sigh of relief when something less j.lo came on. i love you and your booty, honey, but if i hear that god-awful stuff again, imma stick some louboutins up your pitbull.

- over the dinner table earlier, the boy asked in his usual inquiring way:
A: “mummy, I want to ask you something. why is it that you marry daddy, and daddy marry you, ah?”
M: “i dunno. It’s a big mystery to me too.”
A: “is it you look at him, he look at you, then you fall in love, like that?”
(he says ‘love’ as in ‘laff’, so,)
M: “Ya. I look at him and i LAUGH, like ha ha ha hahahhahahaahahaa.”
he didn’t get it. oh well. i thought it was funny.

- i’m giving up on Orhan Pamuk. i’d started on ‘Museum of Innocence’ last year and only picked it up again halfway through this week. it’s basically about this rich guy who fell crazy in love/lust with a beautiful but poor relative of his, who gave away her virginity to him even though he was engaged to be married, and when he broke up his engagement to ask for the girl’s hand in marriage, she’d already gotten married. then he started pilfering all kinds of things she’s had contact with (spoon, lipstick, ice-cream cone?!), to remind him of the happiness he felt at each moment he observed her touching them, every item and memory of her painstakingly described. OMG OBSESSED MUCH.

- after seeing the boy off on his 6am bus to school, i’d sometimes disturb the girl in her sleep with kisses and tickles. sometimes she’d wake up, then i go back to sleep. (very evil, i know.) this morning while i went back to sleep, she was wide awake on our bed. when i woke up for work, she excitedly told me that as the sun came up, the sky went from very dark, to brighter, to even brighter. she’d been watching the window for over an hour. how nice, to make first-hand ‘discoveries’ or have eureka! moments like that, like you’re the first person to ever observe such phenomena of nature.

- re: boring Orhan Pamuk book, the husband said he took one look at the cover and he knew. could that have applied to aniq’s question…?

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