Economic Moo-dels

my Boss was shouting my name "Bulan wat are doing now?" i wanted to reply but yet i stuttered "er..er..aa" honestly i was not doing anything except browsing newspaper.

"find information on New Economic Model".

where was that from?

yikes...i have no background on economic study at all but i do know that i contributed to the world's economy by shopping complusively for unnecessary things ;P



after downloading few info from various website i finally came across this



The Dummies' Guide to Economic Models

the best is that they use Cows as examples: how interesting!



21 Economic Moo....dels Explained

1. SOCIALISM :You have 2 cows.You give one to your neighbour.



2. COMMUNISM :You have 2 cows.The State takes both and gives you some milk.



3. FASCISM:You have 2 cows.The State takes both and sells you some milk.



4. NAZISM:You have 2 cows.The State takes both and shoots you.



5. BUREAUCRATISM:You have 2 cows.The State takes both, shoots one, milks the other, and then throws the milk away.



6. TRADITIONAL CAPITALISM: You have two cows.You sell one and buy a bull.Your herd multiplies, and the economy grows.You sell them and retire on the income.



7. SURREALISM: You have two giraffes.The government requires you to take harmonica lessons.



8. AN AMERICAN CORPORATION: You have two cows.You sell one, and force the other to produce the milk of four cows.Later, you hire a consultant to analyze why the cow has dropped dead.



9. ROYAL BANK OF SCOTLAND VENTURE CAPITALISM: You have two cows.You sell three of them to your publicly listed company, using letters of credit opened by your brother-in-law at the bank, then execute a debt/equity swap with an associated general offer so that you get all four cows back, with a tax exemption for five cows.The milk rights of the six cows are transferred via an intermediary to a Cayman Island Company secretly owned by the majority shareholder who sells the rights to all seven cows back to your listed company.The annual report says the company owns eight cows, with an option on one more.You sell one cow to buy a new president of the United States, leaving you with nine cows.No balance sheet provided with the release.The public then buys your bull.



10. A FRENCH CORPORATION: You have two cows.You go on strike, organize a riot, and block the roads, because you want three cows.



11. A JAPANESE CORPORATION: You have two cows.You redesign them so they are one-tenth the size of an ordinary cow and produce twenty times the milk.You then create a clever cow cartoon image called ‘Cowkimon’ and market it worldwide.



12. A GERMAN CORPORATION: You have two cows.You re-engineer them so they live for 100 years, eat once a month, and milk themselves.



13. AN ITALIAN CORPORATION: You have two cows, but you don’t know where they are.You decide to have lunch.



14. A RUSSIAN CORPORATION: You have two cows.You count them and learn you have five cows.You count them again and learn you have 42 cows.You count them again and learn you have 2 cows.You stop counting cows and open another bottle of vodka.



15. A SWISS CORPORATION: You have 5000 cows. None of them belong to you.You charge the owners for storing them.



16. A CHINESE CORPORATION: You have two cows.You have 300 people milking them.You claim that you have full employment, and high bovine productivity.You arrest the newsman who reported the real situation.



17. AN INDIAN CORPORATION: You have two cows.You worship them.



18. A BRITISH CORPORATION: You have two cows.Both are mad.



19. AN IRAQI CORPORATION: Everyone thinks you have lots of cows.You tell them that you have none.No-one believes you, so they bomb the crap out of you and invade your country.You still have no cows, but at least you are now a Democracy.



20. AN AUSTRALIAN CORPORATION: You have two cows.Business seems pretty good.You close the office and go for a few beers to celebrate.



21. A NEW ZEALAND CORPORATION: You have two cows.The one on the left looks very attractive

Gossip Girls' Guide To - GET A LIFE !

"You know...Girls Talk" "No...i dont!" that's a pretty honest answer from me when Jamilah tried to explain her act.

mm...let's see my definition of Girls talk is girls 2 or more getting together and talk about their life..i repeat THEIR life not others..well ,what i normally do when i hang out with my girlfriends?..not many just Tahirah and Noor..sometimes i catch up with my "once-in-a-blue-moon" buddy Leena, the coolest outdoor trainer

what do we talk about? depends on the person or situation.

me and Tahirah will be all those youth stuff..late teenage years. she would constantly talk about her life, dealing with job interviews, relationships and family staying far away..only now she shows some interest in make ups and handbags. yes..i still think that her green sling bag is super cool. i might purchase similar colour but could be different brand..shall i say..cheaper. yes i never thought that i should spend that much for the sake of fashion.

Noor? Noor is married to a foreigner and now living in his home country. lately, she's been calling me frequently. the topic revolves around her 1st time pregnancy and simple conversation like "how to make cupcakes" to more complicated ones like "being firm on not to accept certain foreign culture". i do admire Noor for her courage, she's been married for more than 4 years and living in the same town with her in-laws. not once she mentioned bad things about them only recently when she couldnt tolerate more. of course being my long time friend, she does give me advice on certain things...all that we know we're there for each other despite being milessssssssss away. interestingly, both of us earned our degree in western countries but we dont talk about anything too western..err like- intimate relationships. it's waaayy too private! still a taboo for us..yes..we are not so westernised after all. we crack on lousy jokes most of the time..talking about our younger daysss...laughing on silly stories..

maybe that's why i was freaking out when my local friends started to talk about physical intimacy. i was like.."crapss..what should i say?" do Malaysian girls talk about this? i was not comfortable at all about it at all. one night my newly wed friend stayed at my place since her husband was away. so she started to tell me her new life as a wife. i was okay with all those "housewife's duty" only then she started to get more details...i dint ask leading questions..believe me..then i just cut her short by restlessly asking about her pregnancy..wooshhhh..that was such a relief.

another situation was when an unwed friend was about to describe similar intimacy..i just cut her short saying.."i believe you know what you are doing and the consequences from it. one day, if you need me..just let me know". another easy getaway :)

when Jamilah was trying to defend her act of gossiping on me..i totally disagree..No..girls talk doesnt have to be Gossip. she started to say that we girls do that frequently..aa..aa..not me. why do they gossip? maybe my friend is right..they have nothing much to do..they are not granted with creative brain like me..even worse if they tried to persuade people into believing whatever they said. this kindda of people should start they "own business" and begin not to mind others...please i dont buy unnecessary products..stop selling junks!

yes..can you imagine, a husband staying abroad, a maid to do chores and taking care of a pleasantly behaved 1 year old child..plus part time job few hours a week and the rest of the week.. be 24/7 free for gossips. how easy life is for certain people or could it be that she's sexually repressed? (mmm..kindda rude rhetorical question) hey..my blog..my mind..my say . does this consider as Gossip? eeer..hopefuly no.. i just getting all this rant out of my mind without having this what they refered as "Girls networking".

as a child who grew up in a house which never been less than 10 people living at the same time. as the only big girl among those small boys and too little girls..i had no time for having what they refered as "girls talk". 8 X 3 school uniforms plus 5 working clothes for my father..1 kg of onion to chop...dishes to wash..a large space to sweep..mountains of laundry (no washing machine) 3 or more cats to feed. the only thing i didnt do was cooking since my father was a fussy eater who would turn up for lunch daily for my mom's marvelous touch. of course we had no maid!

i was not complaining but thanking..since i spent more time indoors.. sometimes i did sneak out and went to friends' house just to be seen as cool enough to be able to join them. but i was not really accepted since i was labeled as a cry baby..everyone had to watch their words whenever they were talking to me since i was considered as super-extra-polite (mmmmm..maybe super- extra-sensitive). i did have 3 close friends and their moms love me :) till now..and dint mind if they spent time at my place. yes my parents had this habit..i was not allow to spend much time at friends' but friends were always welcome at our house..they could even spend overnight if their parents allowed. they chose not to since we dint have much entertainment except books...

i wonder why people gossip a lot..nowadays most of us have easy access to Internet..cant they just do their own research on topics they like..

for me: North Korea, Bali bombing, the Pasthuns (i believe that i have a small percentage of Pasthun's blood), fat animals etc..dont they are curious to know why people cant simply enter North Korea? How funny a fat monkey looked like? or just watch film online. all those boring south korean drama be fine too... or started blogging anonymously and say whatever they need to say..make it private post if possible :)

since i was small i loved digging my elder brothers' and sister' old textbooks..where i know that there are places in the world which have 4 seasons..where NZ has more sheep than human..Manchu Pichu are not names of two cartoon characters ( hahahaha ;P) and my father's encyclopedia of course..i love looking at the types of funny looking cats..persian, siamese..oriental..egyptian (not sure..but they do look like the cats in ancient egyptian drawings) ..dogs, bulldogs, german sherpard..poodles. flags of countries..most of the islamic countries have moon symbol..or green in colour...i know that Algeria is not Nigeria..Riyal is the currency of Saudi not Kelantan's

(yes..old people in the state still refering RM as Riyal)

now..i know why i never fitted into the "Girls Talk" concept..i had all different concept after all. no wonder some friends gave suspicious looks whenever they are having "girls talk'. im grateful for being raised like the way i had. my father is a good example of "it's-okay-to-be- "unfriendly' person..being unfriendly here doesnt mean that you have to be mean to others..you can be unfriendly by nature but having nice a heart too.

i remembered my "unfriendly" father who used to feed beggars when they appeared at our doorstep..once a Rohingya refugee came by. carrying her maybe 6 months old boy. she was selling something..i couldnt recall. we dint need it..instead of buying what she's selling, my father told my mother to prepare lunch for them. it was already 4 pm but they hadnt had lunch yet. they stayed for few hours, my father offered to take the baby but she was reluctant. perhaps that's what we referred as "motherly love". they left our house..not selling any product but not so empty stomach at all..and i saw my father gave them some pocket money. i wonder where are theynow..the boy almost become my adopted brother...

you dont have to be friendly to help people in need. dont need to have the 2 miles wide smiles that a politician could possible have during pre-election campaign...sending a message "Vote for me..i will help u". all you need to have is a good heart..some food to share or even just a cup of warm tea on a cold day.

to those who know me quite well..at least well enough to say, "she's just like that" . it's acceptable for them..to see me, minding my own business. however, there were times when some aggressive friends would reply "why should you bother her..she's not doing anything wrong. is she bothering you? is she bitting you? No..right! so..leave her alone!".

yes..it's not wrong to be slightly different and it's totally right to stay away from gossips..although finally you could be the object of gossip..hahahah how silly some people could be.

there were times when i almost explode after knowing that people are gossiping about me..thinking..if only i tell a big secret of "hers" to others...she'll be doomed and her life, marriage, career will wreck..but i guess..it's none of my business anyway and i'll get no benefit aout of it. my brain is full of more interesting things. shall i say more crafty? Colourful papers always attract me ;) more than rumours..

Finally, instead of spreading gossip on her as a revenge to satisfy my wicked heart, i decided to give her a trophy.. yes a project worth RM2000 and the best part is..she constantly asking me.."are you sure you dont want it?"...i just smiled and said.."i'm busy".

HOW SWEET A REVENGE COULD BE :)

Chase Me to the Rabbit Hole

The Quiet GirL..

who sat on the top of the mountain and finally screamed her heart out and listent to the echoooooo.....nobody could hear her but only herself...then she decided to sit at the corner again..where she belongs..she better off that way

"WheeLs" Go On

FunniLY BLenDed

Najeeno making FunnY Faces after havin a glass of ice- blended green tea

Another Case of morally reprehensible ScumBag :(

who do you call a LOOOOOSER? in my rusted and frozen brain..i defined it as a person who is taking advantage of people. especially those who are weak..or in need of something. why do i call them a loser rather than an opportunist? an opportunist grab an opportunity without taking advantage on others while a loser works the other way around. a winner definitely looking for a more challenging task by competing with winners..only then they can claim themselves as winners and shouting the words of triumph!!!!glory glory ....(hahaha MU football anthem)how do you recognise a scumbag?not long after you started to hang out..you just know it..but the problem with us ladies is accepting the truth which we are not sure off whether its an instinct or merely irrelevant suspicion..my advise is to take it slow..sit back..think with all your conscience and most important of all..pray to the One and only..Allah the most gracious..Insyallah He'll lead us the way and make us content with what had happened and decided..to my dear friend..im here for you..life is not always easy for me too but we could make it better :)

FooLing My BoDy

Hahaha..LOve this BunnY Pic..it's SO ME (at crazy Times :P)

i never been comfortable whenever hormone is concerned. its tough dealing with the imbalanced let alone to purposely "create" the imbalance. now..i rather keep it cool since what i'm doing now it's for a good cause. it's nothing new for others but for me..it's the other way around. i guess i shouldnt think much about it and just swallow the pill at 10 am daily..for next 30 days. the doctor confidently tried to assure me that minimum side effect will be experienced and things going back on the track once i'm off it. i guess the medical practitioner knows better.

what i'm doing now is-Chemically confusing the Progesterone. delaying the process of releasing the "babies"..oh well..life goes on

The Truth is You are just an insignificant DOT...

To-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day,
To the last syllable of recorded time;
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player,
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,
Signifying nothing.
Macbeth Act 5, scene 5, 19–28

life is life...once you are all aware of things revolve around you but there will be times when you had no clue at all. there are times you are so brave and feeling like you are strong enough to face anything, to deal with any obstacles. then, there are times when you are feeling extremely fragile and couldnt even step out from your bed.
you try not to depend on people knowing the possibility that they wont be available 24/7 for you but you couldnt deny the fact that you do need help. help in that vulnerable moments that you couldnt avoid. asking for help is not a symbol of weakness but somehow you do reason yourself for not to. yes, people always say "i'll be your shoulder to cry on".."i'll be there for you"...isnt it nice to hear that?
but i do believe that..most of us rather pour their heart out on the pillow...kill the pain with some painkiller than sending an SOS msg at odd hours.
have you ever feeling numb? all over your body ..from hip to toe..when you couldnt move any limb..except your fingers..but the hp is far from your reach.
you wanted to scream out loudly but gutless to do so...all you could do is hope and pray for someone to finally knock on your door and be your hero by saving you.
till then..you'll be lying still on the cold floor while bad thoughts flashing into your mind.. 2 hours of grumbling with pain..you had no choice but to try whatever it takes to get up. you roll yourself right and left, grabbing anything that can be used to make you move..because you know..there's nobody to assist you since you are insignificant enough for others to be bothered..
life goes on although you are an extremely tiny dot to them...
and when the numbness eventually cured..you could always said "i did it again" and give yourself a pat on the back..your absentee still unimportant to others but somehow..somewhere..someone need you and they will make you rise again. not the thoughts of you needing them but the thoughts that they needing you. it's weird..but the thoughts of being needed do make most of us overcome our own pain, fear and resentment.
yes..if you cant smile..make others smile
an insignificant dot might be significance enough to some.