Post-raya

Saya belum pregnant lagi lar...
Saya cuma sedikit berisi kerana cuti raya seminggu serta akibat makan juadah hari raya yang boleh dimakan sekali setahun tu.. Kenapa wanita yang telah berkahwin mesti dikaitkan dengan pregnancy bila badan mula berisi? Wanita yang ambil contraceptive pill pun naik badan juga tau akibat perubahan hormon badan..

Sungguhpun sekadar untuk light-chat, saya rase itu sungguh insensitive. Saya perempuan, anda juga perempuan, patutnya lebih jelas dengan perasaan wanita tentang isu berat badan. Sudah tiba masanya untuk kembali ke rutin aerobik. huhu :(


~Rasa nak pergi Modul Bomba lagi sekali. Turun 5kg dalam tempoh 2minggu.

Berkesan sungguh..

Pagi semalam, saya dengan tidak sengajanya telah terpegang penutup periuk panas semasa mengahangatkan lauk di kampung. Sebab ada kakak ipar, takdelah saya menjerit kesakitan. Control beb. Lalu saya telah membuat muka hampir menangis menuju ke suami yang sedang bermalas2an di katil dan menunjukkan ibu jari saya yang melecur.

Suami membawa saya ke bilik air lalu menggosok sabun mandi kering ke ibu jari yang melecur tersebut. Suami cakap, jangan basuh dulu. Maka berlangsung sesi merengek2 sebab jari yang sakit dan mengomel lokasi melecur tersebut akan menggelembung. Suami cakap tak.

Dan pagi ni, jari saya telah kembali normal. Menakjubkan!

Guna la petua orang tua2 ini yang memang ternyata berkesan.

Back to work..

Back to work people. Thought of having a lay-back day today only to see my boss as I entered the office.

Anyway, Selamat Hari Raya everyone!

This year's Hari Raya was definitely a big difference from previous years. Celebrating with a new family and a new kampung. From KL to Batu Gajah, Batu Gajah to Kota Bharu, Kota Bharu to KL, KL to Batu Gajah again then Batu Gajah to KL. Sis Yanie and family is in Leeds, Sis Yanti celebrates Hari Raya at her husband's house in Marang, Terengganu. Tak cukup korum lagi tahun ni.

Since my family decides to go back to Kota Bharu on the 2nd Hari Raya and Sis Yana is celebrating 1st day of Hari Raya with our family for a change, Joe and I decided to go back to Joe's kampung at Batu Gajah 1st. The journey took place on Friday night along with my 2 sis-in-laws. Pack some food to stuff ourselves if we were caught in the jam. (Oh well, food makes me stay awake) The road was busy but it was not that bad though. Arriving at 1.30am, we slept almost immediately as we reached my new kampung.

On Saturday, the cooking and cleaning the house took place in the morning. My sis-in-law's husband went to catch some fish at the mine nearby. And I got to see my husband siang ikan that day. Abah bought an ayam kampung yang masih hidup untuk disembelih tetapi suami saya yang bersifat belas kasihan itu tak sanggup untuk memegang ayam tersebut semasa abah sembelih ayam which was kinda cute watching him avoiding that task. I have never seen any living creature been slaughtered right in front of my very eyes. That day was the first. And for a moment, I felt like changing myself to a vegetarian. ONLY for that moment sebab berbuka petang itu saya makan ikan yang disiang oleh suami.

Hari Raya eve was relaxing since all the cooking was done in the day. Most of us spent our time ironing clothes. The nieces and nephew went to play mercun, Joe slept at 8.30 (gila awal) and I watched TV with the nieces when they were done with the mercun.

On 1st Hari Raya morning, we ate breakfast together before the men went to the mosque for the prayer. The ladies stayed at home bersiap and bersolek. My baju raya was so simple. Baju kurung sewed by my mother long before Hari Raya. Even Joe wore his baju Melayu nikah. We took a few pictures and after Zuhur prayer, we went berhari raya until 10pm. Gila lama kan.

The husband and I

With the new family.

2nd Hari Raya, drove to Kota Bharu melalui Grik yang sangat horror sebab merentasi Banjaran Titiwangsa. Hujan lebat dan jalan berliku sambil makan KFC yang dibeli di Grik di dalam kereta.

3rd Hari Raya, Sis Yanti arrived from Kuala Terengganu at almost 1pm. Then, we went to see my Tok and Tok Ayah untuk memperkenal my husband and Hani Sofea, Sis Yanti's new baby. Dan seperti yang dijangka, next year, mesti ada junior Wan and Yaya pulak. Aiyak!

The latest addition to the family, Hani Sofea.

With Tok Ayah and Tok.

4th Hari Raya, went to visit Papa's relatives at Pasir Mas.

5th Hari Raya, went back to KL melalui Kuala Terengganu. Met Joe's ex-housemate and visit Sis Yanti's in-law's house in Marang. Stopped by at Kemaman to buy keropok lekor and satar. Arrived home after 13hours in the car.

Ini adalah kedai di mana geng satar ditangkap oleh PP semasa PTD Unggul.Joe adalah pemandu kereta. hehe

6th Hari Raya, thought of going out berpoya2 but changed our minds and spent the day cleaning the house the whole day. I washed 4 loads of clothes, scrubbed the wet kitchen floor, mopped the whole house while Joe cleaned the living room, the dusting, vacuuming. Rumah besar, takde maid memang susah..

7th Hari Raya, drove back to Batu Gajah attending Joe's cousin's wedding in Ipoh. For those who didn't attend our wedding kept asking Joe whether he marries a saudara baru. Neither did we say yes or no. Just want them to keep wondering. haha

Joe and his sister doing what he does best :)

8th Hari Raya, drove back to KL.

9th Hari Raya, kembali ke rutin asal dan bermulalah episod menyediakan breakfast untuk suami sebelum ke tempat kerja. Untung dapat suami yang ringan tulang, semasa isteri sediakan breakfast, suami tolong iron baju isteri dan kemas katil. Alhamdulillah..

Anyway, di Hari Raya ini, satu benda yang tidak menarik adalah pembaziran makanan yang melampau. Sedih. Sumorang masak lemang, sumorang bagi lemang kat jiran. In the end, jumlah lemang masih banyak untuk setiap rumah. Tetamu2 yang datang, kalau rasa tak habis, janganlar amik banyak2. Benci betol bila tukang basuh pinggan ni asyik kene buang makanan yang tak habis tu dalam tong sampah. Lepas tu, orang yang makan banyak ni memang tak bloeh tengok makanan banyak, mesti nak makan supaya tak membazir menyebabkan pertambahan excess baggage di keliling pinggang. Urgh, tensyen gua..


~Bila lar suami saya nak gemok ni...

Leaving on a jet plane 1

Sis Yanie and family went back to Leeds last week, 3rd Sept. Joe and I went to KLIA after berbuka. Boleh plak terlepas simpang sampai 2x. Mungkin Joe penat. Nak balik ke KL plak, nyaris2 nak nak langgar tiang2 oren tu. Joe kenfem mase tu dah ngantuk gegiler.

These are some of the pictures at KLIA.

Delegasi menghantar mereka ke KLIA.

Tengok rambut Hannah tu.


Hariz, Shaqil and Hannah. Cucu2 Tok Ma n Tok Pa.

Ayah Wan n Shaqil.

Shaqil sedih nak berpisah dengan Kak Hannah.

"Tok Ma will miss you so much Ayes."

And the house is so quiet now...

Kemas bilik untuk Hari Raya

Jam dah menunjukkan jam 5.00petang. Ayuh kita pulang..

Hari ini saya telah menghabiskan waktu lunch saya dengan mengemaskan semua alat tulis saya lalu diletakkan di dalam laci seperti di bawah.

Partition2 tu guna bahan murah je iaitu kotak kertas A4 dipotong2 menjadikan separator.

Niat di hati hendak mengasingkan pen merah, biru, hitam tapi sebab tahap kesabaran yang kurang, lalu digabungkan semua pen, dan pelbagai lagi digabungkan. Bilik saya sangat basic. Semua benda di bilik saya adalah barang pejabat.

Kecuali ada seekor rama2 di kiri monitor, Ron pemberian Naz di kanan monitor, ade hand sanitizer yang beli masa nak pergi DPA dulu dan sekeping gambar family tahun 2006, iaitu masa berat saya 45kg jer. Gambar suami pun takda, tapi sedang bercadang untuk meletak gambar suami sebesar 8R dengan frame bunga2 kristal, awww.. hehehe (kidding)


Entah kenapa saya tak suka hias bilik saya ni. Dari time cubicle, sampai la dah upgrade jadi bilik.

Oleh sebab bilik saya yang sangat boring ini, ramai la yang berkunjung bertanya sama ada saya baru mula kerja. Atau mungkinkah mereka bertanya begitu kerana muka saya yang masih muda remaja? uhuk, uhuk..

Dalam PC saya juga tiada gambar2. Cuma ada lagu2 bermemory sehingga 2.3GB. Wallpaper desktop saya adalah gambar permandangan di Hokkaido yang sangat soothing. Orang kata, warna biru itu boleh hilangkan stress bila dipandang. Dan sekiranya saya dimurahkan rezeki dan ada ‘isi’ saya akan letak gambar baby yang matanya bulat2. Dengan harapan, mata anak akan bulat bila lahir nanti.

Boring betul bilik ini.

Bilik/work station anda macam mana?

Kegilaan

Bila tiba hari raya...
Semua insan jadi gila....

Gila shopping barang rumah..
Kenapa tiap kali hari Raya mesti beli langsir baru, perabot baru lalu berhutang di Courts yang tanpa cengkeram tu membelanjakan duit nak beli barang sekolah anak2. Lepas tu marah Kerajaan sebab takde Bonus hujung tahun.

Gila nak beli biskut raya banyak2 warna pelangi..
Kat ofis ni memang giler shopping biskut raya yang hargenye sangat tak reasonable. Ade plak 1 balang biskut kecik yang max boleh muat 40biji dijual dengan harga RM28?? Lagi nak kelentong aku yang budak belajar food science ni, cakap biskut kopi tu tak gune nescafe. Aku tanye die bis tu guna kopi ape? Kopi yang ade hampas cap Hang Tuah tu ker? ke guna coffee bean import dari Brazil yang membuat harge melampau tinggi. Die tak mo layan aku. Aku pun tak nak beli.

Super boss pun tak terkecuali menjual biskut bangkit yang besar gedabak bersaiz hampir 2/3 telapak tangan aku. Bagi aku macam membazir hidang biskut besar2. Sebab tak semua ibu bapa kat luar sana macam parents aku yang sentiasa menjegilkan mata kat kami semua bila pinggan kami penuh makanan atau biskut raya tak habis bila melawat saudara di Hari Raya. Jadi, hidangla biskut raya kecil2 comel tu.

Bab biskut raya, samada aku buat or aku beli yang kat Tesco RM9.99 sebalang ade 50 biji tu. Rasenye sama je macam yang harga RM20 kat ofis. Nama syarikat pengeluar boleh check dengan JAKIM untuk halal. Si suami pula masih menuntut janji aku untuk membuatnya kek coklat yang sampai sekarang tak dapat2. Hehehe. Ma dah ade oven baru, nanti saya buat eh sayang.

Gile shopping baju, tudung raya.
Baju raya aku adalah baju kurung atau baju kebaya biasa tanpa renda atau lace2 jarang. Baju paling glamer aku pernah pakai adalah baju sanding aku. Baju jarang adalah sama sekali tidak dibenarkan oleh si suami yang jeles itu. Bagi aku, tudung berharga RM50 untuk tudung kecil ada awning berbatu itu tidaklah murah. Mahal atau murah itu adalah subjektif bergantung kepada kemampuan. Tapi bila seorang N17 berkata kepada aku batik Noor Arfa berharga RM350 adalah murah, aku rasa nak pengsan.

Aku beli ikut kemampuan. Sesetengah orang berusaha keras membeli handbag tulisan besar bling2 "C", wallet LV, kasut Nine West, speck hitam CD, oleh sebab tiada budi bahasa, pembawakan diri yang poyo, bagi aku kalau die beli kat KLCC pun, aku cop dia beli kat Petaling Street. And kadang2, orang yang berpakaian sederhana, tapi budi pekerti baik, bersopan, apa yang dia pakai nama mahal dan classy.

*Pada ketika ini terbayang Sis Yanie memperagakan dengan gaya gedik 1 beg Guess dengan logo G sebesar alam "Look at me, look at me, I'm wearing a G bag". Kata Kak Yanie, orang2 yang sengaja beli barang2 untuk menayang jenama adalah orang yang tidak secure dengan diri sendiri. Dia nak orang lihat dia dan kagum dengannya kerana mampu membeli barang jenama mahal, therefore, aku adalah orang hebat*

Beli lah barang yang harganya sedikit mahal, jangan mahal sangat dan guarantee ade kualiti. Wallet yang aku pakai sekarang dah hampir 7 tahun usianya. Sis Yanti bagi pada birthday aku yang ke 19. Wallet leather yang sangat tahan lasak. Warna hitam yang kalau kotor tu, memang takkan visible punye. Dan aku takkan ganti wallet baru sampai die lunyai.

Gila makan.
Selagi tangan tak sakit bawa plastik warna merah, oren, kuning, selagi tu dia pusing dan pusing PARAM aka Pasar Ramadhan (hahaha, akronim yang baru dibelajar dari Fird). Lepas tu, makanan tak habis, buang dalam tong sampah. Tengok la plak bile tibe jamuan raya jabatan/kementerian nanti. Amik makanan tak ingat dunia, pastu tak habis.

Gila sanggup berhimpit di Jalan TAR atau Jalan Masjid India. Lagi gila yang bawa anak2 kecil pastu tak pakai mask. Dahle orang Malaysia ni bersin dan batuk tak reti tutup mulut. Euwwww

Gila main mercun sampai putus jari.. Orang Cina sambut Gong Xi Fa Cai, orang India sambut Deepavali tapi yang putus jari, anak orang Melayu.. Ait??

Gila bawa kereta laju2 nak balik kampung tak ingat orang tersayang.. Macamla kampung tu akan berlepas ke bulan kalau terlewat 30minit. Sebab ko punye 30 minit, orang lain tersangkut kat jam 3-4jam. Tak campur yang maki hamun sebab jadi penyebab jam..

Pening, banyak orang ade penyakit kegilaan melampau....

Patutnya bulan Ramadhan jadi lebih bersih dan suci, banyak orang gile lagi ada....

Joe kate die nak beli baju Melayu jenama Nagoya berharga RM40. Suka hati lah bang oi.. :) You look great in everything you wear.

Tamat sudah cerita orang gila menjelang Raya.

Keperluan dan kehendak

What is it about Malaysians and DSLR camera nowadays? It seems like everyone is using it and it's making my digicamera looks shabby.We went to MidValley a few weeks ago and there was this a bunch of gurls, one of them had a DSLR camera around her neck, pantang duduk, amik gamba. Tau kan amik gamba muka rapat2, sebab takde orang nak tolong ambilkan, mereka ambil gamba sendiri.
My point of view, kalau setakat ambil gamba guna function auto pada DSLR camera, what's the point of having one?

The I-Phone. We went to this Handphone Fair at Taman Melawati. My god, the sellers were all Chinese and the buyers, all of them were Malays, trying to get the best price for an I-Phone. Anyway, a few months ago, I was in my Dept monthly meeting with the officers. Then I heard this monotone ringtone. Seriously I was kinda shock. I thought Pa was the only living soul using a monotone handphone. I was looking for the owner and I was in shock again that a F48 is using a 3310 handphone. It's kinda cute.

I was told by a friend once, we will never be able to chase the latest technology. It's moving too damn fast.

I was talking to one of my colleagues about my plan on purchasing a house and she told me she cant afford to buy one. She told me she only manages to save a few sum on her kids education fund. She may be living at the quarters like forever. I was kind of shock because both husband and wife combined income will come up to RM6K++. Even my clerk, W17 who owns 6 kids manage to buy a small apartment on her own. This colleague of mine kept saying her budget is very tight, but a few weeks ago, she bought a RM1500+ handphone which she doesnt know how to use it, even to change the ringtone.

Everything is about prioritizing your money. I was begging Joe to go Matta fair last week. I want to go to UK or Oz while both my sisters are there. I pleaded, I sulked but he didnt budge at all. It's not that we can't afford it but it's not our main priority right now. We can do a lot with RM6K spent on plane tickets. But he promised that he'll bring me there when we are much more stable financially. And yeah, I was not happy at first but I try not to think about it too much or I'll get dissapointed again.

But last Saturday, we were looking for his phone's housing and battery at the mall, we just ended up buying the battery because the housing was a bit expensive. So we went back, and while I was watching the tv, Joe was patching up his broken housing and said to me that we have save RM100 today while smiling. I felt like crying. He always tries to give the best of what I wanted but put second when it comes to his longing.

To dear husband,
Thank you for being such a wise man.


~I'll be like Warren Buffet from now on.

In the dark

It’s so good to be at Ma’s place. I can blog and facebooking again. Internet connection at my work place is getting worst. I cant even log in to blogger anymore. Not sure whether it’s temporarily or forever. And now I’m here on my big, comfy bed, with my husband sleeping soundly and I am blogging in the dark.

We need to find a place of our own as soon as possible. Otherwise, we’ll keep screaming in our heads when it’s time to nomad each weekend. Sure, I always like staying at Ma’s place. I can watch CSI, log on to the internet anytime I want, have my own tv in my bedroom and I can even go to the kitchen in the middle of the night to cook instant noodle using the microwave without waking up others if I felt hungry. And most of all, I miss talking to Ma. But Joe still feels awkward. Like how I feel awkward staying at his father’s place.

When staying at Ma’s place, I have to do the house chores as usual which is not a problem. And staying at my in-law’s house, I can’t do much. The husband asked me to treat it as my own home but I still cant. I don’t feel free, it’s like someone is eyeing me, to see how the new daughter-in-law is doing.

Marriage is combining 2 cultures. Living in my own culture for 25 years and suddenly I need to chameleon myself to another may take some time man, especially on the food part. Hell I’m a nutritionist student. The calories, the hygiene, the preservative used, the nutrition, bla, bla, bla, EVERYTHING has to be taken into consideration in the process of cooking food.

What about the food you ate at the cafeteria? How do you its clean enough? Oh, well, at least I can choose veges that is not overcooked.

I used to hate cooking, but now, I’m screaming to experience cooking on my own and try all those recipes I collected. I hate the taste of chilli sauce in the cooking. I can smell it even before the food touches my tongue. I hate oily food. I never ate petai, jering, kerang, kepah, internal organ, kaki ayam. I don’t like tempoyak. I hate nasi lembik.

Do you know that putting the rice cooker at “keep warm” will only make the nasi berkerak and when it’s berkerak, the rice is wasted because none wants to eat the kerak? At home (Ma’s place) we never use “keep warm”. Whenever we want to heat up the rice, we put in some water and put the rice cooker at “cook” and let it does its thing. When it’s done, don’t immediately open the lid; leave it for 5 to 10 minutes. And tada, the rice is almost like freshly cooked.

But the word of a 25 year old city girl is not convincing enough. So I continued to eat nasi kerak or watched it be thrown in the dustbin.

The lazy wife

What does a newlywed staying at the in-laws do on weekend morning? *grin*

(I’m typing this entry in our room at Joe’s house in Setapak. Will post it when we nomad to Ma’s place tonight)

Coming back, after sahur this morning, we watched 3 movies on my laptop along with Joe’s woofer speaker which was a blast when we watched Batman: The Dark Knight. The other 2 movies were Tale of Despereaux and The Wedding Singer. It’s kinda waste to sleep after sahur. Plus, it’ll make you get fat. Joe’s is an exceptional case, I want him to get fatter.

Being a good daughter-in-law I am, Joe is out to the market buying veges while I sat in this room listening to Japs songs typing a new entry.

Anyway, I cooked a dish last night. Too bad it was only Joe that ate it because the father and the sis in law dont eat prawn. So we enjoyed big fresh prawn on our own. And there are still 3 big tupperwares of peeled prawn left in the freezer. I’m checking for recipes on prawn. Joe’s is requesting for soup tonight. He wants me to cook. I can do that. Soup is my specialty

Raya is in 7 days. Cant really believe it that Ramadhan is coming to an end. We’ll be working for 3 more days then we are off for our raya leave till next next Monday.

Raya’s Eve and 1st day of Raya, we’ll be in Batu Gajah. Which will be a new experience for me celebrating Raya as a wife, with Joe’s as my dear husband and a new family. 2nd Hari Raya, we’ll be heading back to Kota Bharu to meet my Tok and Tok Ayah, bringing Joe jalan2 around Kota Bharu and make him taste Kelantanese food. He ate Buah Tanjung and Jala Emas once, and he said it tastes weird, too sweet. Hehe. Wait and see other weird food there dear *wink*

Numbers, Excel and I

Eversince I came back from DPA and the meeting with the one that take care of the Ministry's money is scheduled 3 times monthly, I have spent most of my time at work making sure the hospitals pay the invoices to the Hospital Support Services' companies and updating the figures the hospitals have paid for each invoices. Excel is my bestfriend. I spent almost 8 hours/day with it.

Anyway, the idea of making a database on the fee and payment made came from my immediate boss. Yesterday, she was really pissed when the finance department asked us again on how much the hospitals had spent on hospital support services since 2007 for their RMK10 budget. Last week, this new-rude PSU came to us asking for the softcopy of the datebase we did on the current year. Amboi, banyak cantik.

It's supposed to be the other way round. The finance department should be updating their record on how much the Ministry has spend for the past 13 years since 1996. This is a privatization project which will end in 2011. Before it ends, the Ministry will have to write a report on how cost-effective the project was and whether it should be continued or not and propose to EPU & MOF.

I am in the Pemantauan and Penilaian Penswastaan Unit. I should be doing audit visits to the hospitals making sure the companies are doing their work accordingly. Oh well, yeah, privatization is suppose to be a handing over to the private companies, trusting them to do the work and we pay them. But we have received so many complains from the user one of my SKT is to do auditing and visiting to the hospital. However, I'm so cooped up with numbers and fees every day and I'm so good with excel, I can give a tutor on it. haha, no lah.

The hospitals' money management suck big time. The are so many loophole for bribery and cheats because the hospitals' directors have no time to check on every purchasing the hospitals made. If you are so busy with patients to manage the hospitals, then leave the work to those who are trained to do it.


~Lagi 5 hari bekerja then I'm off for Hari Raya leave till 27th Sept

Pimples break-out

Been very busy for the last 2 weeks. Need to settle all the work before my long break. And I still have 1 more meeting minute needs to be sent to my boss.

Anyway, the news announced that PM Najib wants to celebrate his 1 Malaysia thing at Batu Caves on the weekend I'm having my wedding. demmit! The road will be in massive jam.

I put-up a map here that I've scribbled directions that may be a bit helpful. Sometimes, a few road will be closed usually at the landasan keretapi area. Click the image for a bigger view:

Try to avoid the green area. People from MR2 (route 3), should follow the blue arrow. Go straight up the fly-over until u meet the big round-about where you can see Tesco, make a U-turn at the round about and immediately after the turn, signal left. There's a small road that'll by-pass the green area.

For those coming from Jalan Kuching, you have 2 routes. No.1 is to take the roundabout, then take a 3 o'clock turn at the roundabout and the rest is the same as above.

OR you can go straight up without taking the round-about (stay on the fast lane from Jalan Kuching, it's faster if the round-about is clogged) then there'll be a big fly-over U-turn on your left. ( If you missed this one, you can make a U-turn at the traffic light ahead). Just follow the red arrow once you've made the U-turn.

3 more days huh. And I have 2 zits on my face.

We spring-cleaned my room and the hall upstairs. We desperately need to do a garage sale. So many nice things that are sayang nak buang tapi taknak guna. But keeping them requires space.

It's so nice to have all the family members gather around. We played pictionary last Friday and we did have a good laugh that night.

Btw, I couldnt fit into my messkit anymore. It's just too tight around the butt area. haha. Therefore, we'll take our pictures in that suit some other time. heee

See you guys on Sunday!

p/s: our theme colour is maroon and Mr.Joe's family is wearing orangie

Not that great after all.

Bro Wan was given 3 day MC due to an unfortunate incident where a test tube of acid (concentrated) accidentally "fell" onto his back. The stupid UM Chemistry lecturer didn't even know what to do. He shouldn't call himself a lecturer then. No one told my brother to take off his labcoat and shirt and wash away the acid on his back under running water. That is the simplest first aid EVER. And the so-called lecturer didn't even bother to bring this pity fellow to the student's health centre.

Bro Wan walked there with excruciating pain on his back only to be told by the irresponsible nurse to wait for his turn to see the doctor. Luckily, this kind Burmese doctor saw Bro Wan and immediately called an ambulance to send him to PPUM. This is UM. The institution that is claimed to be great. Stupid lecturer and stupid nurse..

Poor Bro Wan. His back is scarred for life.

Mama and I were thinking of writing a letter of complaint mentioning the name of the lecturer and the nurse to the head of UM. But we fear that Bro Wan will suffer the consequences from the complaint we made; the lecturer will be bias to him, other lecturers will hate him, etc, etc..

Therefore, I was thinking of writing to The Star. They should know that we are not a bunch of idiot community.

1 more month..

Collected my wedding invitation card last Saturday and I'm already started on my list. Thanx to Hadi, we went further up along Jalan Pudu, into Jalan Brunei and there are so many printing shops there. We went to some of the shops and finally we, err, I fall in love with this card that has my favourite flower, lily embosed on the front cover.

To my dear fellow blogmates, would you kindly email me your current home address. If I have the time, I may send to you personally but if I don't, Mr.Postman will have to do it for me. My email is surayasukeri@yahoo.co.uk.

Click on the image for bigger version of the map.

See you there ;)

Only this time

I've booked my ticket to Langkawi 2months ago and I've told my colleague about it and my plan to take leave on Monday. Since there are only the 2 of us, one needs to be at the office to assist my boss if one is one leave. Too bad, she suddenly applied for leave on the day I was planned to take leave. My mistake because I submitted my application after her and she didn't inform me about her taking leave until my boss called to inform me.

Luckily my flight is at 10am on Monday. Mr.Joe will pick us up at KLIA and I'll be heading to the office later. I've told my boss that I'll come in a bit late. Well, it's a bit funny eh. It's like this office is owned by me. Suka suki nak masuk pukul bape. Minta ampun banyak2. Up to date 3rd July 2009, I never take any EL or MC. If I have an appointment at the hospital, I'll take leave because I know it'll take at least half a day and I don't think it's fair to punch in-out but spent the whole day at the hospital.

Yey, tomorrow is Saturday again ;)

Wish everyday is weekend day

Saturday was pretty productive. Went for Senam Seni at Dataran Merdeka with Mr.Joe in the morning. Then later fetched Mr.Joe at his house heading to Jalan TAR to take our measurements for the wedding suits and went to Habib to resize Mr.Joe's ring.

As for Sunday, instead of going to Hazli's wedding, I spent my time lazying on my bed with the laptop doing online window shopping and later watched The Girl Next Door, Prom Night and The Accidental Husband. The Girl Next Door is kinda creative, Prom Night is stupid and The Accidental Husband is too predictable. Mr.Joe was not answering my smses, he must have been busy or asleep or he needed a time out, err, from me..hehe.. I have been very clingy lately.

Next weekend, I'll be heading to Langkawi with Nonie. This is my first single short vacation trip without the family. Bought the ticket when the mind wasn't thinking right. I was feeling rather down that day. Anyway, I was kinda excited. But strictly no sunbathing. I don't need tanned, scaly skin on my wedding day, do I?

Now you see me, next you wont..

MJ is dead. I wasn't a big fan of his but I grew up listening to his songs and watching his videoclips. He will be missed.

I started to think that death is so near to us. God can take my life even before my finger manage to strike a key on the keyboard if He wants to.

Islam asks it's people to think about death every single second. And when I'm mad or angry of someone especially the loved ones, I started to think, what if I were never gonna see them again the next moment I blinked my eyes. What if I never had the chance to say I Love You one last time. But if I was hurt by someone, I couldn't help myself from thinking that if I were to die now, I kinda hope he/she will feel remorseful for the rest of his/her life for hurting me and never had the chance to say sorry. Yes, evil, I know..

I read in Cleo mag that men hate when women ask them, "How would you feel if today is the last time seeing me alive" Hell they wouldn't want to think about it at all. Men's thinking is more simple than women. "What's in the present, I'll deal it with but for something in the future, I'll deal with it when it happens, IF it happens" Well, I have plenty of experiences being scolded for saying the word DEATH.

When saying about death or separation, it's not that we want it to happen. We just don't want to think too much what to do next when it actually happens. Most women will always think of Plan B If Plan A went wrong and some men called them pessimistic. And I was always being called that.

Well, I was born to be independent. Women should be able to do things men can do. Women should have education, a secure job, savings, a car, a house and sometimes be as bold as men. Women shouldn't depend solely on her men. Yes, true he was the man you're so madly in love when you got married last time but you'll never know what will happen when you turn fat, ugly and bitter 20 years from now with 4 kids who are still in school. If you have savings, education/job, you can still survive on your two feet eventhough your husband is getting married to a lady 15years younger.

Anyway, I always believe that when there's no death or separation, one can never know the meaning of having someone by his/her side. We have to think about being separated in order to appreciate the loved ones. But many of us tend to take things for granted until it's already too late.

Everytime the car drive pass by my accident place every day, I kept reminding myself how I nearly died that day. God has given me another chance to be with my loved ones and I really2 appreciate it. I wish to be with my family and Mr.Joe every second of my life. Been able to hug and kiss my mom, having to hear Mr.Joe's laugh and see his twinkling brown eyes, priceless..

The word I Miss You is not only for the one you hardly see. Uttering those 3 words to the person you don't see for 3 hours may sound very cheesy but it does create a smile.

~Words can be very simple but it also manage to give a very deep impact without you knowing it.

The one that really cares..

There is no one in this world born with happy, cheery mood every second of his life.

Even the clowns. And people always say, the one who really cares for you is the one who stays and frequently checks on your condition every couple of hours just to make sure you need a hug or anything else when you turned sour or when you said "Leave me alone".

But some just remained for the sake of happy times and left when you were no longer fun to be with leaving message such as, "Your mood aren't good, I'll leave you alone" therefore he/she wont deal with your grumpiness and ended-up quarreling over a tiniest thing..

How sad is that..

1 Month, 2 Weeks and 3 Days to go

Yeah, 1 Month, 2 Weeks and 3 Days to go and this morning was a disaster. I have finished with my beading project on my nikah dress last night. So happy with the outcome, I decided to wash it before keeping it in the wardrobe. I didn't use any corrosive washing soap, just hair shampoo but I freaked out when I saw the shiny twinkling powdery thing on the surface of the last rinsed water.

I checked on the beads, OMG, OMG, OMG!!! The beads are no longer silvery or gold in colour. Tears falling down the cheeks.. I even pinched my cheeks to see whether I'm dreaming. The 4-month-job flushes down the drain, just like that. It's either the shop is selling fake miyuki beads or the dress was exposed to too much sunlight.

Then I checked on the Miyuki website, there are sooooooooo many type of beads with different durability. Mine must have had the weakest durability.

I told Mr.Joe and he said it's fated and don't be too sad about it. Nothing can be done to undo the whole thing. I said I want to redo the whole thing. He said as long as I'm happy, do it then. Then I replied saying I'm not happy redoing the whole thing. Mr.Joe said back, don't do it if I'm not happy. I continued saying I won't be happy either if I didn't do it because the dress will look shabby. Mr.Joe was confused and he said nothing more. hehe

Anyway, the incident happened today made me think on how I actually wanted him to react on that matter. Then I remember the 1st few chapters of Men Are From Mars and Women Are From Venus when the women actually want to be pitied when they are telling their partners their problems. Women do not want solutions neither do they want a fixing plan.

I want empathy and nurturing when bad things happened to me. I feel loved by the one that cares. I don't mind people saying, "That's so sad, I pity you". "If that ever happened to me..oh, I don't want to think about it." "Here, let me give you a hug". Ok, that's me. But men are totally different. When bad things happened to their friends they would just say, "You'll get through with it" and the next thing is, they are talking about sports.

I just want to lie down. I wish I have my car now and drive to nowhere while listening to the music. I miss my Kenari. I hope Bro Pian is taking good care of her.

Akhir zaman

Kesan daripada tidur lewat hari Ahad lalu masih lagi tidak hilang. Pagi ni, kalau Mr.Joe tak kejutkan, konfem saya EL sebab bangun lewat.

Sampai di ofis masih lagi mamai plus sakit perut. Ingat nak pergi toilet, tapi bukak FB dulu. Bukak page kawan, then bukak page gefren die sebab nak tengok gamba gefren die. Kawan saya ini Indian kacuk Serani. Saya tengok gefren macam Melayu. Nama depan Melayu, nama kedua ade nama ala2 orang puteh (sebut dengan slang). Okeylah, orang Sabah or Sarawak or Serani macam die kot. Saya browse ke bawah lagi, Astaghfirullah, orang Melayu rupenye....

Terbukak luas mata sepet saya yang hampir2 tutup tadi. Sakit perut pun hilang. Terkejut.


Orang yang komen selepas die tu pun sama spesies. Beraninya mereka memaparkan status begini, memperlekehkan Islam kepada orang ramai.

Dunia dah menghampiri akhir zaman.

Wanita ini telah membuat tatoo, gamba meminum arak dan bercumbuan dengan boifren merata di FB nya. Di slot Religious, die telah meletakkan "Not sure yet". Saya beristighfar berdoa dijauhkan perkara begini berlaku dalam ahli keluarga dan sahabat handai saya.

Namun, ia membuat saya terfikir, bila berlaku perkara sebegini, apa tindakan saya sebagai orang Islam? Apa patut saya buat? Kalau berlaku betul2 di depan mata saya seseorang tu mengkeji Islam, bagaimana reaksi saya agaknye? Apa patut saya balas? Dengan cara marah2? Cara lembut? Ia telah membuat saya berfikir. Ilmu agama saya masih sangat cetek. Saya perlu belajar dengan lebih dalam lagi..

Oh, my, it's Monday..

Is it only me or everyone as well feels that time is moving so fast these days.. I can't get enough of my weekend.. Sedar2 dah Isnin kembali..

Saturday was spent attending 2 weddings. 1 in Bukit Jelutong and another was just nearby to my house. Sunday was spent spring cleaning my room. Man, I never knew I have sooooo many clothes. The clothes are never outgrown because what you see now, err, I mean before DPA is what you see me 10 years ago. I packed some into a bag that I will bring to my future house which I haven't bought yet. Garu kepala tengok baju kurung yang berlambak2. Ni lepas kawin kene beli wardrobe besar if nak share dengan Mr.Joe or I have to have my own wardrobe.

Anyway, I bought a new bed for my room. Need to start decorating my room now. No longer 2 single beds dengan palang macam katil baby in my room. Hehe, it's actually a double-decker bed. I used to share my room with Sis Yanti. Need to find a new house secara serius to put the beds. Ma's house is so packed. No more empty room to put the extra beds.

And the night is spent sorting the unwanted stuff. I threw all of my undergrads note. Sedih. Keeping only the books. ader la setinggi pinggang kertas2 yang perlu dihantar ke pakcik recycle 30sen/kg. All the nicknacks given for my birthdays and etc, were dumped into the bin. I took pictures of them 1st as remembrance. Slept at 4 and now I can barely open my eyes. Luckily Mr.Joe was driving, I slept all the way to Putrajaya this morning.

I can't wait for my new bed to be delivered today. And I have a full closet of nicknacks and old stuff to be thrown. Pejam mata dan buang. Jangan ade second thoughts, nanti dah ikat dalam plastik sampah pun boleh gi korek balik.

~Nak cat bilik kaler ape eh..