the other day i got a papercut. a papercut from bills. as much as it is a painful cut, it sure is more painful to bear. but, life moves, it wont stop, as long as we're here.
as much as i needed a well deserve break, it slips slowly as like i said, life moves. and if it is not filled with hopes and dreams, then, it will just move empty-ly.
Insyaallah, with my hopes so high and my dreams so dear, i wish to haf a wonderful life here in the world as well as later there in heaven.
as early as it may seems, Happy Ramadhan. let us all cherish it wif our loved ones. Insyaallah, for as long as we live.
via htctp2.
Sunday, July 24, 2011
Giant madness.
we went to Giant at around 12 pm after brunch today. almost empty, easy to park and lots of stuff still available on the rack. great.
and for that also we were greeted wif an overwhelming attention by the salesperson trying very hard to market their product to us. they're almost on every lane! omg. there's some very pushy ones we just feel like running away, some don't really know what they are talking about it makes us blur too, some not that motivated we fell asleep, and some very loud ones it annoys we just ignore em', really. so sorry for that ya!
for the very nice ones which we can't say no to, we simply put the stuff in our cart even if we don't need em', so that they'll let us go easily and happily. and guess what happen after that? we literally played hide and seek because we don't wanna hurt the salesperson feeling, just so that we can actually take the stuff that we really want on that lane! ;p but they did noticed me putting the marketed stuff back and grabbing another one! (ops sorry, you did a great job, but i don't need em'! ;p) me and adib were laughing so hard and walked away slowly, tip-toe-ing, heee. some Giant madness we will remember forever ;p
owh, Ramadhan & Syawal will be here soon enough and all the cookie-making utensils is out! yay. i so want to get the baking set and start experimenting baking. please happen, please.
and for dinner just now, i make my version of homemade pizza for our couple month-iversary. it's an adhoc decided menu while shopping after few other familiar ones. i'm so happy that it turned out edible and yummy! considering it is my first time making pizza and there's no recipe guidelines in hand. just improvising and putting the puzzles together. will share the photostory later :)
okayla, sleepy. bye!
and for that also we were greeted wif an overwhelming attention by the salesperson trying very hard to market their product to us. they're almost on every lane! omg. there's some very pushy ones we just feel like running away, some don't really know what they are talking about it makes us blur too, some not that motivated we fell asleep, and some very loud ones it annoys we just ignore em', really. so sorry for that ya!
for the very nice ones which we can't say no to, we simply put the stuff in our cart even if we don't need em', so that they'll let us go easily and happily. and guess what happen after that? we literally played hide and seek because we don't wanna hurt the salesperson feeling, just so that we can actually take the stuff that we really want on that lane! ;p but they did noticed me putting the marketed stuff back and grabbing another one! (ops sorry, you did a great job, but i don't need em'! ;p) me and adib were laughing so hard and walked away slowly, tip-toe-ing, heee. some Giant madness we will remember forever ;p
owh, Ramadhan & Syawal will be here soon enough and all the cookie-making utensils is out! yay. i so want to get the baking set and start experimenting baking. please happen, please.
and for dinner just now, i make my version of homemade pizza for our couple month-iversary. it's an adhoc decided menu while shopping after few other familiar ones. i'm so happy that it turned out edible and yummy! considering it is my first time making pizza and there's no recipe guidelines in hand. just improvising and putting the puzzles together. will share the photostory later :)
okayla, sleepy. bye!
Thursday, July 21, 2011
DW3, Daycare, SMC.
umi is undergoing a minor surgery now while i am waiting at this daycareward for outpatient. i am hungry and i don't know what to eat. i feel numb to sadness and immune to pain. i'm distracting myself away by sharing a thing or two in here.
so, umi being a little vain pot that she is, she did her manicure and pedicure while waiting just now. she said she doesn't want to be judged lazy or dirty or even ugly by the doctor. such a vain she is! ;p
being someone who wouldn't settle for less and want more and more, she manage to make me morphed to someone better and better and would not want to settle for less too. before this, SPM pun i sambil lewa je. imagine this, me : umi, i got four flat! (for my Master's final result) umi : owh, Alhamdulillah, congratulations. me : smiles happily. (other mother would throw a feast if they heard that i suppose, but not umi. you know what she said after that?) umi : okey, now do your PhD. me : okey and feeling a little bit sad. can't she acknowledge that a little bit more? urgh. but that is just her way, of pushing me to be better, which i manage to capture after years of being her daughter.
sometimes, i think it is magical the way she's pushing me to be orang yang berguna dan berpelajaran (and she almost succeeded because i already am here and all i need to do is not be lazy and just go through all the hardcore presentation and exam) which is good for my future, Insyaallah, but at times, of course, being a normal human being with feelings i would feel the pressure. of getting things right. of being better. of being perfect. and that's why sometimes, when i do not know what else to do, where else to go, or the study is too hard to handle, i cry.
now, where was i, umi is doing her minor surgery and i am super hungry. till then. your pray for umi's good health and my success is all i can ask for, for now. coz, i want her to still be around to push me harder. i don't mind, coz she is my mom. million thanks! i can't pay you, but Insyaallah, Allah will.
via htctp2.
so, umi being a little vain pot that she is, she did her manicure and pedicure while waiting just now. she said she doesn't want to be judged lazy or dirty or even ugly by the doctor. such a vain she is! ;p
being someone who wouldn't settle for less and want more and more, she manage to make me morphed to someone better and better and would not want to settle for less too. before this, SPM pun i sambil lewa je. imagine this, me : umi, i got four flat! (for my Master's final result) umi : owh, Alhamdulillah, congratulations. me : smiles happily. (other mother would throw a feast if they heard that i suppose, but not umi. you know what she said after that?) umi : okey, now do your PhD. me : okey and feeling a little bit sad. can't she acknowledge that a little bit more? urgh. but that is just her way, of pushing me to be better, which i manage to capture after years of being her daughter.
sometimes, i think it is magical the way she's pushing me to be orang yang berguna dan berpelajaran (and she almost succeeded because i already am here and all i need to do is not be lazy and just go through all the hardcore presentation and exam) which is good for my future, Insyaallah, but at times, of course, being a normal human being with feelings i would feel the pressure. of getting things right. of being better. of being perfect. and that's why sometimes, when i do not know what else to do, where else to go, or the study is too hard to handle, i cry.
now, where was i, umi is doing her minor surgery and i am super hungry. till then. your pray for umi's good health and my success is all i can ask for, for now. coz, i want her to still be around to push me harder. i don't mind, coz she is my mom. million thanks! i can't pay you, but Insyaallah, Allah will.
via htctp2.
Monday, July 18, 2011
july issue.
when we are apart, we missed each other so much, we video call-ed. just a few days ago, we quarrel so stupid-ly and hated each others guts just because we don't know how to arrange time for us to see each other anymore just so that we can also make time and satisfy the needs of others around us too. because all we want to do is spent time together only. sucker for love we are, but that's just how we are, hopefully forever this way i wish.
july, the month of long and stressful study week. anxious, nervous and scary but it is something that i can't run away from. it sure feels long, but each time i see the calendar, i literally feel i am in august already. OMG.
syg on the other hand, scored a really nice counter offer and proven that he is one valuable asset instead of liability. so happy for him! Alhamdulillah. keep it up k syg.
in terms of me getting used to not having any cash inflow, it sure does felt terrible, having to cut down to only onethird of the usual spending, i am chocked. plus to my dismay, series of unexpected cash outflow surfaces wif a domino effect mode. adoi! sabar je lah.
syg's word of advice : biar je semua tu, all that is something unavoidable, so just go through it and forget about it. focus on your study and make it worth it by getting good result.
then i feel like crying. the road to success sure is not easy. Ya Allah gif me steel strength. please. okaybye.
july, the month of long and stressful study week. anxious, nervous and scary but it is something that i can't run away from. it sure feels long, but each time i see the calendar, i literally feel i am in august already. OMG.
syg on the other hand, scored a really nice counter offer and proven that he is one valuable asset instead of liability. so happy for him! Alhamdulillah. keep it up k syg.
in terms of me getting used to not having any cash inflow, it sure does felt terrible, having to cut down to only onethird of the usual spending, i am chocked. plus to my dismay, series of unexpected cash outflow surfaces wif a domino effect mode. adoi! sabar je lah.
syg's word of advice : biar je semua tu, all that is something unavoidable, so just go through it and forget about it. focus on your study and make it worth it by getting good result.
then i feel like crying. the road to success sure is not easy. Ya Allah gif me steel strength. please. okaybye.
Monday, July 11, 2011
secawan bengkel & sepinggan bengkek.
i am now at a workshop waiting for my little car to be fixed. NOW, that's what crazy freaking normal true life is. when there's a little or no income generation, the more outflow it is. that's God's job i believe, to see whether i can survive His test. and what more can i do? pasrah je la & really-really hope that life will find it's way out off trouble naturally.
i can't go and get crazily mad at this small little-little things that's bugging me. i just haf to go through it, get it off the scene and move on. no matter what.
via htctp2.
i can't go and get crazily mad at this small little-little things that's bugging me. i just haf to go through it, get it off the scene and move on. no matter what.
via htctp2.
Thursday, July 7, 2011
Ruzz Aladdin & Jasmine :)
woke up at around 10.30am, and straightaway syg called {either he knows i just woke up or it's just our love instinct, heeeee}
her : syg jom lunch same-same today.
him : tgkla, adib kat luar ni, takut busy.
her : hmmp, bye.
text him after that :
jom la lunch same-same.
he replied :
if syg jadi datang lunch, we go makan nasi briyani okey.
me :
rushed upstairs for a quick shower. blow my hair with the natural air blowing in from my car window while driving and i am ready!
text him back :
i am on my way! :)
so, at first i thought we were going to mamak restaurant {kata nasi briyani kan} but no, he brought me to Ampang Ruz Aladdin Nasi Briyani Gam.
her : syg jom lunch same-same today.
him : tgkla, adib kat luar ni, takut busy.
her : hmmp, bye.
text him after that :
jom la lunch same-same.
he replied :
if syg jadi datang lunch, we go makan nasi briyani okey.
me :
rushed upstairs for a quick shower. blow my hair with the natural air blowing in from my car window while driving and i am ready!
text him back :
i am on my way! :)
so, at first i thought we were going to mamak restaurant {kata nasi briyani kan} but no, he brought me to Ampang Ruz Aladdin Nasi Briyani Gam.
heeee, bestnye, so Princess Jasmine-y lunch treat :) thanks syg.
waiting for the food.
nak jugak snap same pose :)
the food is here! so yummy :)
entree : Popia Goreng
his : Nasi Briyani Ayam Kampung
hers : Nasi Briyani Daging Lembu
drinks : Mango Juice & Lychee Sirap Bandung
the food portion is quite big {it's definitely match the price tag} for a person on diet, i had to share the rice wif syg... & he's more than happy to eat it! :)
we left feeling happy and wanted to come again especially with the very fast and friendly service, pretty and comfy ambiance and definitely the yummy-licious food spread. they also haf westerns & noodles. i'll be dreaming of that Mee Rebus tonight! *drools.
here's the address, if you're salivating already :)
Ruz Aladdin Restaurant - Briyani Gam Johor
Lot 1243, Jalan Ulu Klang,
Batu 4, Ampang Point,
68000 Ampang, Selangor, Malaysia.
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
i am terrified.
i'm watching this masterchef Australia 2 now.
they're in Paris this episode. in my mind i am imagining myself there as a tourist.
in terms of the competition, i'm synchronizing wif my situation of being a student, standing in front of all the panel members, hearing them commenting on my presentation.
i can somewhat feel what they are feeling hypothetically, as mine is only imaginatively scheduled to be held end of this year Insyaallah. *& of which hopefully will be okay! please.
for the time being, i am so scared each time i am preparing for a class presentation. all round scared.
but, like one of my classmate put it while we were having a light brunch after class "you don't expect them to say, owh, you're good, you did great, you are ready!?" and i think that is almost quite right, especially at this early stage of the course, and that manage to put me at ease.
but of course, i'd like to stay positive and take any bitter smack down comments as a challenge for me to become better. not to be demotivated or shit. coz, yes, i've come a long way, i've received pretty much a variety of types of rejections.
the last time i presented in front of the first professor {our class is lead by two professor lecturing alternately} his harsh comments basically make me think so deep and lead me to twisting my life threehundredsixtydegree. yes, he's one of the reason i made my decision to quit my job.
and coincidentally the second presentation was with another professor, so i could not get to hear his comment after i quit. because of course, i'd like to know whether i haf improved or not. and presenting the enhance version of the first presentation to the second professor, i never imagine i'd get a positive comment, just a little, a very little one in fact. but at least the comment is better than before and i know i am improving, baby steps that is. & at that time, i'm ecstatic! you haf no idea. Alhamdulillah.
and now, as i am typing this, i am terrified, because this coming Friday, i am going to present to the first professor who's going to hear the enhance version of the second presentation. and i reckon, he'll be mean ;p
i don't know, hopefully, he'll haf a good lunch and not that mean. please. please. please! & yes, i'm scared :'(
they're in Paris this episode. in my mind i am imagining myself there as a tourist.
in terms of the competition, i'm synchronizing wif my situation of being a student, standing in front of all the panel members, hearing them commenting on my presentation.
i can somewhat feel what they are feeling hypothetically, as mine is only imaginatively scheduled to be held end of this year Insyaallah. *& of which hopefully will be okay! please.
for the time being, i am so scared each time i am preparing for a class presentation. all round scared.
but, like one of my classmate put it while we were having a light brunch after class "you don't expect them to say, owh, you're good, you did great, you are ready!?" and i think that is almost quite right, especially at this early stage of the course, and that manage to put me at ease.
but of course, i'd like to stay positive and take any bitter smack down comments as a challenge for me to become better. not to be demotivated or shit. coz, yes, i've come a long way, i've received pretty much a variety of types of rejections.
the last time i presented in front of the first professor {our class is lead by two professor lecturing alternately} his harsh comments basically make me think so deep and lead me to twisting my life threehundredsixtydegree. yes, he's one of the reason i made my decision to quit my job.
and coincidentally the second presentation was with another professor, so i could not get to hear his comment after i quit. because of course, i'd like to know whether i haf improved or not. and presenting the enhance version of the first presentation to the second professor, i never imagine i'd get a positive comment, just a little, a very little one in fact. but at least the comment is better than before and i know i am improving, baby steps that is. & at that time, i'm ecstatic! you haf no idea. Alhamdulillah.
and now, as i am typing this, i am terrified, because this coming Friday, i am going to present to the first professor who's going to hear the enhance version of the second presentation. and i reckon, he'll be mean ;p
i don't know, hopefully, he'll haf a good lunch and not that mean. please. please. please! & yes, i'm scared :'(
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
tears of love.
a little conversation over the phone on a monday evening which lead me to tears of love.
her : syg, let's date each other only once a month.
him : what?
her : saja je, so that you'll miss me more.
him : that's not a good idea.
her : ala, jom la, let's give it a try.
him : ....
her : syg?
him : NO, i cannot not see you.
her : ....
him : syg?
her : *! out of word, wif tears slowly pouring.
let's say it together now, aWWWWWW!
i'm blessed, Alhamdulillah.
via htctp2.
her : syg, let's date each other only once a month.
him : what?
her : saja je, so that you'll miss me more.
him : that's not a good idea.
her : ala, jom la, let's give it a try.
him : ....
her : syg?
him : NO, i cannot not see you.
her : ....
him : syg?
her : *! out of word, wif tears slowly pouring.
let's say it together now, aWWWWWW!
i'm blessed, Alhamdulillah.
via htctp2.
Friday, July 1, 2011
beef and potato curry puff story.
a quick, quick one. as i am in the middle of diving into my journals to get ready for tomorrow's presentation {yes, yet another one} i think all you'd here me talk later is about presentations. owh, i feel so blessed. Alhamdulillah. Thanks Ya Allah & everyone of course {okey, i wont write my Oscar speech yet, wait till that perfect right moment comes, Insyaallah!}
i wanted to stop for a while and write in here just to share with you the moments, moments i find very touching and so that i wont be so kiddish again and go merajuk tak tentu pasal lagi {though i reckon, i still will, hah}
guess what opah is doing at this very moment? she's preparing my breakfast tomorrow, beef and potato curry puff i requested earlier, because she knows i am going to class, to study, die tanak cucu die ni kelaparan sbb kelas pagi sangat-sangat. in fact she did it every week, every time. but today, i happen to pass by the kitchen and saw it *touched! & tears, of joy of course.
you know, the very main reason i assume that she stays here is to look after us? odd ain't it? the old one looking after the young one. hmmp. but i know that's her real intention, to make sure we are okey. she just don't know how to express it, but i just know, based on her actions.
she takes care of umi's breakfast, lunch, dinner, supper, basically meals. and you know what's more crazy? when dekna informed that she wants to come back, opah would prepare a separate meal just for her, or if she's somewhat lazy, she'd "hide" some for her from our meals portion.
awwww! though i would be annoyed of her bebelan and all, opah! we all love you! {and now, the world knows it, literally} and deep down, i know you know it too.
i wanted to stop for a while and write in here just to share with you the moments, moments i find very touching and so that i wont be so kiddish again and go merajuk tak tentu pasal lagi {though i reckon, i still will, hah}
guess what opah is doing at this very moment? she's preparing my breakfast tomorrow, beef and potato curry puff i requested earlier, because she knows i am going to class, to study, die tanak cucu die ni kelaparan sbb kelas pagi sangat-sangat. in fact she did it every week, every time. but today, i happen to pass by the kitchen and saw it *touched! & tears, of joy of course.
you know, the very main reason i assume that she stays here is to look after us? odd ain't it? the old one looking after the young one. hmmp. but i know that's her real intention, to make sure we are okey. she just don't know how to express it, but i just know, based on her actions.
she takes care of umi's breakfast, lunch, dinner, supper, basically meals. and you know what's more crazy? when dekna informed that she wants to come back, opah would prepare a separate meal just for her, or if she's somewhat lazy, she'd "hide" some for her from our meals portion.
awwww! though i would be annoyed of her bebelan and all, opah! we all love you! {and now, the world knows it, literally} and deep down, i know you know it too.
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