It makes perfect sense, doesn't it?

Nice photography of muslim women like this, is quite rare on the net. 

Know what my favourite part of this picture is? The scarf around the bag. And the bag. Simple n nice. Baju dia pn cantik. Simple. Xde corak apa pon. Hihi.

Hijabi Girls Trailer from alexandra viets on Vimeo.

Just found out about this video. It's pretty cool. Never knew there IS such a film.

So the truth is, women are like precious gems. Yes we are! hihi...

If you have something so precious and so incredibly expensive and so impossibly rare, would you leave it out in the open?

OF COURSE NOT! You would keep it safe in a locked box, maybe even in a bullet proof safety vault!

If you were to show it off pun, you would surely protect it with the highest possible level of protection, siap ada laser-laser lg kat tepi2 dia, dgn pakcik guard duduk sebelah pegang senapang. Kan?! 

That's how we women ARE! GOD asked us to cover to protect us. Because we are special. *Ehem* It was never an act of oppression, like what you see on International TV.

So long as we understand the fact that whatever it is that God ask us to do is for our own good, we're good.

Like images of Virgin Mary, Mother Teresa, and many other pious women all over the world. There must be a reason why they cover, right? And they're definitely not oppressed.
^_^

Halololohhhh Omel Omel nyer dierrr...meghelip tawww.

 I constantly have to remind myself of this. Because we are all learning, every second of the day. For we are merely human. We make mistakes, we rebel, we forget. But there's always chance to improve. ALWAYS.

BEFORE the day we breath our last breath. BEFORE the world crumbles into teeny-tiny pieces and dissappear entirely until all that is left is God alone. The one and only Allah. And only after that, we will be brought back to life, and suffer the consequences. *shivers*


Muka innocent je. Hugs!

 It's NEVER easy to be a good person. To be a good servant of God.

So don't judge, until you've walked a mile in their shoes. Let Allah judge us. What's in our innermost hearts.

May Allah keep me grounded, shelter me with love and kind reminders, protect me from my own worst enemy ~ myself.

So yeah.

Muslim women are not oppressed. Quite the contrary, we are liberated.

If you're interested, check out this fiction from Umm Zakiyyah,



If I Should Speak

 And a lot more from this incredible author. One of my favourites, without a doubt.

Check it out, check, check it out y'all.

-______-"

Ok Imma shut up now.

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.......................*slow classical music playing in the background*.....................

This was my home more than a year ago. Owh how much i miss it.

The cooking disasters, the open houses, the birthday surprises, the sleepovers, the midnight chats....Not to mention the tears and the guilt in between.

The truth is, I grew up so much in that very house.

The space is big. Bigger than most apartments we see these days. Make an appointment and come over to see for yourself. And the company? If you're a bit 'OFF' like us, you're gonna love them =p.

Excelsa di hatiku. FOREVER. ^_^

Selamat Pengapit Baru.

For the first time in my life, I was a bridesmaid. Tp rasanya salah la... Pengapit, bukan bridesmaid. I don't think their roles are remotely the same at all, kan?

Ok. So it was my first experience being a pengapit. Been a flowergirl one too many times tho T_T. Memang bidan terjun giler. PENGAPIT TERJUN, to be exact.

It was my cousin's wedding. Supposedly, age wise, on my father's side, I was next on the line to get married. For girls, anyway. As for my mother's side, I was the first in line since the day I was born T___T. So it was like quite a pressure being at the wedding..even more so when you're chosen to be the pengapit. Tapi i cool.

But that's a different story.

The wedding was in Miri. I live in Bintulu. Bintulu-Miri is like a two-hour-drive, plus plus. The thing is, I brought only ONE pair of baju kurung. I thought the kenduri was like a one day event, nikah terus bersanding pastu habis. Boy, was i wrong. DAHLA BAWAK SEPASANG JE, JADI PENGAPIT PULAK TU!!

MAKANYA, saat pengantin mau dinikahin, i ended up wearing

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THIS.

So there I was, staying close to the bride. Holding on to her bouquet of flowers, while looking SO OUT OF PLACE. Malewww dowh.

Kau duduk dendiam situ. Degil eh..



Pengapit Rugged. Buang tebiat.

 

With 1/6 of my cousins. I have a lot more.





Yang paling tua jgk buat perangai tak senonoh tak pakai baju kurung.

 






My cousin Emma and her husband.


The next day. Hari persandingan. Kebetulan pulak baju yg i bwk sama kaler ngan pengantin. Purple jugak. Tapi pengapit lelaki takde baju purple, dia pakai baju melayu putih. Bolelaa...

Ok. Much better. Tapi mcm nenek2 pulak.

Sebenarnya blur-blur jadi pengapit ni. Kengkadang tak sure nak buat apa. Lap-lap peluh kt muka pengantin, lap-lap tangan n dahi masa tepung tawar, betulkan veil, angkat ekor baju. Ikut pengantin ke hulu ke hilir. Basically tu je la...hahah! Amateur.

With more of my cousins.

EH, I also helped the bride tukar-tukar baju, tukar-tukar jewelleries. Pastu kan, masa tu dia bukak rantai emas dia dan disebabkan tgh kalut nk cepat, tak tau nak simpan kat mana, she asked me to wear it around my neck for a while. So i did. And I wore all the way back to Bintulu. Ngahahah! Dah smpi rumah baru perasan.

Beware. Pengapit Pencopet. Sila jangan ambil khidmat dia untuk jadi pengapit anda.

Pictures courtesy of saudara-mara, pakcik dan makcik yang upload kat facebook. Sekian, terima kasih.

Check out who's in the news!!

Mode: Lupa Daratan.

Had the oppotunity to attend an appreciation dinner for the local press last weekend. Definitely a first for me. It was fun. We told jokes, shared experiences, and after a few flown beef and prawns galore, we were laughing like a bunch of hyenas on the loose. LAWL.

The best part is...cekidauddddddd.

Utusan Borneo 21/02/2011



Not sure which paper this one is,





Sin Chew Daily, 21/02/2011

 My face was plastered on 7 newspapers that day. Malay, Chinese, English and Iban papers all lah..


WhO dA MaN!!?? I'm dA MaN!!

Ok. Imma shaddap now. Bye.

I won!

Wanna know what i've won?

I won a RM150 voucher for Ajmal Perfumes!! *cue applause*

I came across this giveaway here. Memula sesaja je join contest ni sbb cam xramai yg join. Sekali menang pulak eh eh.

Here was my winning entry LOL bongkak T_T.

Actually i stumbled upon her blog sometime around last year while i was doing some blog hopping.
She's got lots of nice pictures and she's one of those lucky ones who always get free tickets and vouchers and stuff like that. So yeah..

tak sabar nk turun kl redeem voucher hohoh.

Patah sayap bertongkat dagu

Jentayuuuuuu.....
I must admit, this post is loooooong overdue. Almost 3 weeks i think. Dh berkulat kot. I've been busy(konon).

But still, just to stay on track..here's a tribute.

Remember my post a few months back?

The thing is, she left. Kiki Lala has left the building!

Not because I was mean to her (I hope not)...but because she got a better offer, working with the government. Sob sob...

So now I'm back to square one.

As if her leaving wasn't depressing enough for me, she went on and left me messages here and there.

In the drawer,



In between the pages of the log books.

In the filing cabinet. (this one's a long one)

Benci.

Dah tau orang sensitif tahap mintak simpati, saje je wat benda-benda tak berpatutan sebegitu rupa. Tak memasal air mata bergenang keseorangan di pagi syawal. Cis. ;-(

Oh well, what i was trying to say was, thank you.

You have helped me a lot through those 2 months.

I would be drowning in my own workload if you didnt come and take me to the shore. Seriously.

Thank you for putting up with my crap, my rubbish, my nonsense.
Thank you for all the gossips, the stories and the secrets.
Makseh layan kmk membebel/merepak n makseh slalu membebel/merepak ngan kmk. MUAHAHAH!

Thank you, my friend ^_^

*Syiqin, terharu sik? touching kan? Over jak hoo...maka rumah dekat jak =p*

A 'big' deal for a 'little' me

Hi there!! How's everything? Good at least, I hope =).

Well for me, it's been exceptional.
I'm still in Penang, btw. I'm in my hotel room waiting for myself to be ready to go out for some Nasi Kandar action!! heheh..

First off, I sat for an exam today. After hanging on for dear life through the 4-day course, it's time to show what we're worth =). Wasn't expecting the exam to be that big a deal until we've actually been given the question papers. The questions were sealed i-tell-you...and opened in front of our eyes just like all the other formal exams. fuyyoh terus nebes. dub dab dub dab.

International Statistical Classification of Diseases and Related Health Related Problems, 10th Revision (ICD-10) Certification Coder Level 1 kicked off.

40 questions to answer in 2 hours. 

Basically we have 40 diagnoses to code in 2 hours. Berpoloh-poloh.

We can use anything on the face of the earth to help us do the coding. Except to text or call someone and ask for the code la kan -_-". And of course, our best buddies,

 

..::Tiga Sekawan::..

It's because the purpose of this whole thing is not the means of HOW u get the code, but getting the CORRECT code for any given diagnoses. But of course you have to know HOW la kan, utk dpt code yg betol.

Betol Betol Betol!!

Here's how it works. All 29 of us will sit for the certification coder Level 1. After that, we'll go and eat our bfast outside the exam room. They'll check our answers straight away, print out the results and paste the results for everyone to see. Only the selected names (hi-lighted, in this case) will sit for the next level.

In order to get to Level 2, you have to get at least 36 over 40. In other words, tidak boleh salah lebih daripada 4. 

The same goes for Level 2. You also need to get at least 36/40. Only 4 wrongs are allowed to continue.

We were told that so far in Malaysia, only ONE person who actually passed Level 2. Only ONE. Tringin nak jumpa orang tu mintak otograf. 

When we sat for the exam this morning, turned out there were a few orang gomen yg dtg semata2 nk exam. Kira otai la dlm bab2 coding-mengoding ni. Mesti dh boring pg kursus. Masuk exam terus senang.

Siyes masa kursus ni, 4 hari dok keje cari code sampai temuntah-muntah!! *tipu*

Lepas habis berhempas-pulas berpeluh-peluh dlm blk aircond jwb soklan Level 1, makan bfast pun tak lalu. *tipu*

Lepas makan, lepak2 borak2 smbl nebes tunggu result. Masa dia tampal result, semua org serbu tgk. So i pi la masuk dalam amik beg dulu sbb nnt dah malu nak amik beg dan keluar membawa diri huhuhu....

Masa amik beg, dengar la sorang cikgu(speaker) ckp kat sapa ntah.

Ada 2 orang je lepas. At least ada jgk sorang wakil private.

 Dlm hati ku berbisik,

Hokk alohhh. 2 org je? Hmmpphh.. nk lunch lama lg pulak nk tunggu...

So i went out and start to look for Su, my friend kt kursus ni yg duduk seblah i hari2 =)

Masa tgh cari Su di tgh2 ribuan (tipu) org yg tgh tgk result, si Dayana menyapa.

La, buat pe amik beg?? U lepas la!! 

Apa pulak....

Iye, cuba tgk tu!

Dua org je la...

La...pi tgk cepat. (siap tarik tangan bagai)

DUB DAB DUB DAB.

Lambat sikit nk nmpk sbb rabun n ramai org.

Datang pulak sorang lagi.

Tahniah2! Haaa.....beriya je nebes tadi. Tu pegi Gurney Plaza mlm td, kalau tak pegi, dok blk study dpt 100% *menipu je dia ni hahah*

Masih tak percaya sbb this sort of thing doesn't happen to someone like me ok. But it did. Because Allah made it possible. Alhamdulillah..My score was 92.5.

A few more congratulations, and people began to disperse. Malu gilewwww. Telinga panas. Muka merah *tipu*. Jantong dubdab. Tangan menggigil.

Mengendaaaappppp je kat luar pintu sbb malew nk masuk. Only when they started calling my name baru tercendawan-cendawan nk masuk.

The 2 of us sat next to each other. Tapi jauh2 la. Meja panjang. Rupanya yg sorang lg tu geng speaker2 rupanya. Terus rasa kerdil. Dia ada geng, I xde geng. Tak aci pun?

We were informed that we will receive a certificate for passing Level 1 Yeehaw!!

Level 2 starts.

GILA PENING!! DUA JAM MANA CUKUP!!

Tapi I was distracted the first few minutes sbb sengih sensorang. Maklomla i xbiasa dlm situasi mcm ni. Skolah dulu kureng. Matric pn kureng. Universiti pn kureng. So maafla kalau akak teruja terlebih.

Culture shock, katanya.

Masa jwb exam asyik la tegaru-garu kepala. Ingatkan kalau garu bole dapat ilham.

Stress. Tiba-tiba dah habis 2jam. I left out 6 questions. Tak sempat doh. SAH-SAH LA TAK LEPAS.

Turun bawah makan lunch sensorang. The speakers pn turun and cakap I dpt 47.5%, Akak sorang lg dpt 50%.

Allah bagi dugaan after dugaan, semua ada hikmahnya. What happened to me was a perfect example of God's undeniable mysteries. Alhamdulillah syukur. Let it be a lesson and a reminder for us all =)

As stated in my fb status,

The event itself was a blessing on it's own, and suddenly I'm blessed with even more blessings. Am so very humbled and thankful..

I was referring to this event. God shows His love in the most unexpected ways. We just have to know where to look.

Neena jadi ibu selama 4 jam sahaja.

Ok. Time to talk about yesterday's larger than life experience. I took a maswings flight from BTU to KCH  at 1235hrs. Touched down, grab my luggage and berlari-lari anak terhuyung-hayang sambil menyandang beg yg sangat berat. Rushed to the AirAsia check in counter to check in for Penang. And surprise, surprise....excess luggage, RM40 terbang melayang di tengah padang. So I went to the other counter to pay and waited in line.

The culprit that made dents on my shoulders. And made me pay RM40.

Here's where it all began. As i waited, someone tapped on my shoulder yg sdg menaggung beban backpack berat, and asked.

Nak balik penang ke?

Mmm...ha'ah. Penang check-in blah sana.

Eh tak, ni akak balik Penang kaa...

Ha'ah.

Aaa...tak, sebenaqnya, sy nk mintak tolong....Tolong pegang anak sy ni. Bawak naik flight.

She was holding a newborn in her arms.

I panicked. What does she mean? Wat muka blur jap.

Bole tak akak tolong dukung dia dalam flight, nnt sy bayar tambang dia.

HAH?? tak paham? Abih dia nk pi mana?

Someone came and said something to her and someone else said to me.

Dia ada masalah keluarga. Suami dia xjd blk. Patutnya suami dia blk skali bole dukung anak dia. Dia ada sorang lg anak kecik umur setahun lebih. Xde org nk pegang baby.

Immediately I let out a sigh of relief and said

Oooo....boleh boleh boleh. Xde masalah. =)

Sebenarnya dah excited tak hingat sbb bole pgg baby lama2 for once hihi =p

So the girl, which i found out later is 23yrs old, came back to me and said

Boleh tak kak? Saya kena bwk anak sy lagi sorang. Akak tolong letak dia ni atas riba nnt.

Bolehhh...=) Brapa umur dia? Dh sebulan blom? 

33 hari.

Oooo...baru nyer lagi......

Ha'a. Terpaksa blk. Tp ayah dia pulak xjd blk. Kalu tak, ayah dia yg pegang. Tapi dia cancel last minute.

Me, registered with an infant hahah!!

And then I helped carry the baby as she went to help the other woman, who turned out to be her sister in-law, to check in and stuff. A few minutes holding the baby, people around me started giving me double takes and one woman actually asked me how old the baby was. I answered and she asked whether I was still in confinement. BAHAHAH!!!! I had to explain that I'm not the baby's mother huhuhu.

But from that moment on, I became the baby's mommy hahah!! She was in my arms from before check in, masa scan barang, masa check pasport/ic, masa jalan pg Gate 1, masa queue nk boarding.

Masa nk scan barang tu, pakcik polis tolong bukakkan back pack. And sandangkan blk backpack. Merasa perasaan ibu2 yg ada anak kecik. Hihihihi.

Tp yg plg siksa sbb back pack bapak berat. And I was also carrying the mom's handheld bag (quite heavy too hihi) anddd my sling bag. With the baby in my arms. Kesian baby... I have to juggle her while I was switching and adjusting the bags hanging all over my body. She was restless. Kesian giler.

And finally, after a painstakingly long queue to board the plane, at last we're in. And guess what. The mom's seat was at 9E, and mine was 28F. What-am-i-gonna-do!! Terpaksa pg jugak sbb ada ramai org kat blakang. Smpt mintak susu baby je. Lupa nk mintak pampers eh diapers.

Benci gila dpt seat belakang. I have this thing about sitting at the back of airplanes. Kemungkinan untuk get sick and muntah adalah agak tinggi. Risau giler. Harap-harap baby behave. Neena tolong jgn muntah atas baby T_T.

Well she didn't. She sleeps and wakes up crying every 5minutes. NOT KIDDING. Nasib baik dpt tdokan blk everytime. Tp dia mmg akan bangun byk kali jgk. It's the air pressure. Dia tak selesa. Skt telinga kot. KESIAN. I kept staaaring at her masa dia tido. She has eyebags under her eyes. I can feel that she's stressed. Sedih tgk dia. Poor poor baby. Masa tu dh loya2. Baru tingat xmkn lagi. Dh kol 3.45. Perut ada roti canai pg td je. Seb baik ada sandwich from my previous maswings flight. Terus amik sandwich sumbat dlm mulut cepat2.

Suddenly i felt it. Prroooooooooottttttttt.. Baby berak hahaha...Muka dia dh merah menangis mintak tukar pampers. I quickly panggil steward yg lalu.

Excuse me, bole tolong tak. Mintak pampers kat pompuan yg dok kat seat 9E? Baby berak hihi... Thank you.

Pastu the mom pn datang to the rescue. So me, the mom, baby and big sister semua masuk lavatory. Nsb baik xsmpt nk claustrophobic ms tu. The mom changed baby's diapers, and terus nurse the baby while i layan big sister. Gila aktif budak tu. Uuiihhh...nk bukak pintu, nk cuci tgn, nk dukung, nk masuk tgn dlm toilet bowl, nk bukak kasut, nk pasang kasut.

Lps tu, thankfully, ada seat kosong kat depan, so we can all sit in one row. Baby sambung nursing lagi. Mmg kuat menyusu, patutla merengek. Masa duduk sama tu, she told me more about herself and her family. I pity her. Listening to her made me thankful. All the while, si kakak ni xbole duduk diam pulak. I had to put my leg across the side to stop her from getting to the isle.Dok turun naik kerusi, suh bukak kasut, pakaikan kasut lg haha, Koyak2 menu and pamphlet, tarik rambut baby...fuyoh. Nk kena babab ni. Nasib baik anak org ngehngeh. Mmg penyabar la mak dia. Dgn baby yg tak habis2 lagi menyusu badan dari kuar toilet td. 10 minutes before landing baru I pegang blk baby I ngehehe while she takes care of big sister.

Dh sampai. Masih terkial-kial jalan bawak baby dgn tiga beg keliling pinggang. Rasa mcm christmas tree pn ada. Byk ornaments. Dh terel giler pgg baby sebelah tgn. Mmg prektis takhingat laa....=p Siap bole ambik angkat bagasi lg smbl memegang baby. Tetiba sebak rasa mcm ibu tunggal =(.

Lps tu, ingatkan dh nk berlalu pg amik taxi blk hotel. Tp org yg amik mereka2 ni xsmpi lg. Baby pulak meragam. Si kakak spt biasa berlari ke sana ke mari tanpa henti. TANPA HENTI. Sian mak dia xhabis pantang lg dok kejar dia, dukung dia. Hadoiiihh...sedih.

So I stayed for almost an hour with them, juggling the 2 kids. Tuka2 shift dgn the mom. Ya Allah. Baru 2 org, dh rasa mcm nk pengsan. Baru jaga kejap. Mcm mana ni? Can I be a good mom? Tetiba bermonolog sendirian. Risau dgn masa dpn anak sendiri nnt wakaka!! Mampukah aku??

So that was my day yesterday. After they went, I purchased a taxi ticket and bought a MILO McFlurry. TAKBOLEHTAHAN! Sedap giler dowh. Lg sdp dr cornetto and oreo. ^.^ And I smiled a tired smile all the way to the hotel.

 Panjang la pulak citer. Can't wait to read this again a few years from now. Kenangan beb.

Ibarat kain putih

Haa...amik kau. Dh rajin sgt pulak dh update hari2. Takpe. Saya yakin ini hanya sementara. Biasalah, emosi wanita(wanita!!) ni bukan boleh harap sgt. 

Ikut suka dia je.

  

Kanak-kanak ibarat kain putih.

Kain putih pakai kain putih

Takperlu lah baby omputeh. Ok, baby comel di negara orang, lebih baik baby sendiri.
*AIK?!?

Skang, siapa berani cakap budak kat bawah ni tak comel mmg nk kena lempang lajulaju. Cakap la cakap. Cuba la kalu berani!! Meh cni meh!! 

Nnt jap sy carik org lain tolong lempangkan.

Adlynn Eryna

http://adlynneryna.blogspot.com/

Yang ni pulak mmg sedia maklum la...

Mia Sara Nasuha

Asal sumer budak spesis rambut cendawan ni sumer comel2?

Dorang makan apa ek smpi comel begini?

Patutla.

The question is, adakah budak berambut cendawan butang je yg comel? Tak semestinya....ni pon comel jgk. Budak cina jawa celup ni. =p

Cakk!!

Ayden Zhichuen Rashid

And of course. Budak yg menghiasi wallpaper hp sy dari October 2009 smpi hari ini. (Nnt dh jd kacang lupakan kulit, mulala letak gamba lain pulak, biasala wanita manusia)

alololoooo...syg mia!

Damia Zahirah

Last but not least. Ini pon comey jua.

Kesian kena buli bunga bunga

Novel melayu tangkap leleh

Ini entri Bahasa Melayu sepenuhnya.

Memandangkan sy baru sahaja selesai membaca novel terbaru karya (karya!) Siti Rosmizah yg bertajuk ni ha...

Memandangkan sudah bertahun-tahun sy tidak membaca novel berbahasa melayu, agak teruja apabila mendapati novel ini memenuhi toko buku popular sehingga tidak cukup rak. Setelah menganalisa di dunia internet tentang novel ini, maka saya pun tertarik untuk membelinya. Kerana saya memang cukup meminati buku/novel/drama/filem/iklan yg tangkap nangis@tangkap hingus.

Memandangkan saya dah menangis berbesen-besen air mata dan air hidung, sy suka buku ini. Dalam pada itu, saya juga turut gelak sorang-sorang sambil ketuk2 dahi dgn novel.

Memandangkan saya dh lama tak berkecimpung dalam bidang novel melayu ni, saya mengalami kesukaran untuk menghadapi kenyataan hidup dunia realiti sebaik sahaja selesai menghabiskan 810 mukasurat novel tersebut.

Ini dari sistem pesanan ringkas yg saya hantar kepada rakan baik saya bernama fiza sebagai bukti.

U, i bgn td kan, rs sebak sbb i dh anggap diorg mcm keluarga i sendiri. Asal i pndg je buku tu, rs cm i dh tgglkn sbhgian dr kisah hidup i. Knp i rs mcm ni fz? Kenapa!?

Di mana dia membalas dengan

Gilakk u ni. Mula2 bc msg u, igt sapa la kluarga u tu. Benda ni take time skit. Sbb bnd u wat hr2, mst ada krinduan. cewah ayt xblh blah. nnt 2,3 hr ok la tu.. 

HAHAH!!!! Tapi serius ntah apa2. Nasib baik sudah pulih seperti sedia kala. Poyo lah neena.

Drama Melayu

Meh-meh cni nk update. Tadi baru lps meeting gempak gilos dr tgh hari sampai kol 5 kt hotel New World Suites. Meeting ni dgn CEO dtg dr kl tu haa..so hagaklaaa kan. Memula lunch kt restaurant hotel. Masa tu mmg makan tak ingat dunia smpi tambah nasi 2 kali. Jakun kah dpt mkn free? Lps mkn pi naik tingkat 10, masuk meeting room. Fuyoh dasat dh rasa mcm drama melayu, meeting dgn share holder syarikat kepunyaan ayah yg merupakan seorang Dato'.

Tgh syok2 berbincang dan mengangguk buat2 paham, tea break la pulak. Byk pulak tu makanan tea break mcm lunch kali ke2. Muntakedarah lg. Lps mkn mihun+ayam+popia+desert, sambung blk. And then came my turn to present my report from my dprtmnt. Ntah kenapa dah tak nebes sgt. Kali ni pipi tak menggigil mcm selalu. Slide nyer ada 7 je so.......ting-tang-ting-tang-alexander.......dh siap present. And the CEO commented, "I like your slides". Which i modestly replied, "Thank you...heheh" pastu wajib sengeh mcm kerang ni. 

Pastu dh nk blk kan, i smpt grab satu popiah. And masa tgh menyumbat popiah dlm mulut, ada la pulak CEO kt tepi tu and he smiled and said, again, "I like your slides". Masa tu dh musykil, eh mamat ni sindir aku ke? Because my slides were yg plg terburuk skali dgn background putih, dan bar chart dan pie chart sematamata. Walhal org lain pny gempak-baikpunyer-palingcun-wow ada tulisan pusing2, kaler oren, warna-warni, siap ada map negeri sarawak gituh. And i just did my slides this morning. Mmg last minute giler. Xpela. Redho.

Saja je nk kaburkan mata korang dgn cerita merapu ni, padahal nk bgtau org puji slide presentation dia cheh! Ok2. Sebenarnya...as tomorrow is the 29th of October, saya nk wish HAPPY BIRTHDAY to a very good friend of mine, CIK JEHAN BAHRI a.k.a AJIE CHEM!!! Semoga perjalanan hidup u sentiasa dipermudahkan, semoga mendapat rezeki yg melimpah ruah, semoga cpt naik pelamin winkwink dan semoga diberkati oleh Allah selalu di dunia dan di akhirat. Love u lots..Muahmuah!! 

Haaa.....ayok...mana satu bday girl, ayok....

24th to 29th Sept 2010 (part 1)

This holiday was super fun. Although there are LOTS of things that I didn't get to do and LOTS of people I didn't get to meet, I feel happy and blessed to be surrounded by wonderful people. Alhamdulillah.

Sorry to my beloved friends whom i couldnt find the time to meet. Bad time management on my side. Sorry to the D108s in KL(ct and nana), nana redzuan, usop, kak amy ('Setahun Sekali bersama Amy Mastura' agegegege). And maybe a few names that i've missed. Sorry xcontact n jmp korang. =(

Just so I won't forget this, years n years from now, here goes. On September 24th, at about 9.30pm, i drove from KLIA to excelsa (sewa keta kwn ayah sbb my mom and grandma will be coming on the 26th so senang nk ke mana2 n amik diorang kt epot). The minute i knocked on the door of my old house, half expecting my friends to be in their pyjamas and lounging in front of the tv or their laptops. But i didnt know any better. Somehow it took a while for the person behind the door to open the door. And I  knew i heard whispers from inside the house. Masa tu dh suspect sumthing. Sekali pintu terbukak HOMAKNGKAU TEKEJUT AKU!! Obviously embarrased by the person who opened the door for me, i quickly averted my eyes to the other parts of the house and saw almost 20 pair of eyes staring back at me. 

T.E.R.K.E.J.U.T + S.E.G.A.N = MENGGIGIL TAKHINGAT.

BUT, not before i heard this tiny little voice that I've missed owh-so-much that shouted, 

"NEENA!".

Damia's a big girl now. Neena loves you mia.

I was overjoyed. She remembers me!! I was told that both her and her mom couldnt come to kl that weekend. But they came! Would have broken into an ugly cry if I wasn't so freakin overwhelmed and shaking uncontrollably. Over kan reaction i? Sedar diri jap. Ok.

Thank you. Terima kasih sbb wat open house sama hari dgn time i blk dan buat i perasan dan rasa mcm VIP a.k.a mak Datin. I will remember it for the rest of my life.

Hahah. Macam-macam.