I Left Home For 11 Years

Salam alaik people. Hello blog!

Well, I am currently back in home sweetest home in Malaysia. Alhamdulillah *insert widest grin ever!

The happiest feeling I must say. Because well, at last I got to be home and be stress-free for maybe 6 months minimum HAHA. I know thats so confident of me to say 'stress-free'. Anyhoo, when I think about it again, I really have made my home a touch-N-go place for the last 11 years, since I went to boarding school at 13. So by all rights, I deserve this stress-free 6 months hihi. Self-acclaimed.

So, what did I do at home?

Hmm, honestly at first I did nothing!

Then, I realized I havent done any proper housechores for the last 11 years. I did it just when I want or my mom asked me. So, off I went downstairs, grabbed a sweep and turn into a domestic goddess. Nope! Well, I started off by just helping my mom. Doing whatever she's doing. Cooking and laundry. Asking why like this, why cant I do it like this, isnt it better this way? Really someone should put a tape over my lips! HAHA.

Well, I've got to say, I salute my mother so much for being so awesome and patient. Also the rest of mothers worldwide. Really, how did they do it? Taking care of children and making up the home is sooooooooooo tiresome! You should see the mountain of clothes especially when my brothers came home. Oh God, I feel like burying myself below the bed! As tiresome I felt, I am still far from my mother's par. She could continue gardening in the evening after all the pergi pasar, kemas peti sejuk, siang ikan ayam sotong etc, masak and laundry! Phew, long way to go tiqah sahmah haha! Anyway, my mom's answer is so simple. She said "Your time will come." Thats so deep, man, I can feel my hairs shiver a bit. Luls.

But yeah, thats the challenge for mothers. That is the reason why mothers are so dignified in Islam. For the vital role they play in nurturing the generations, well they we deserved to be! *smug face haha.

Aside from brushing up my domestic goddess skills, I also spend money time on books. Plenty of books! Those I missed reading because of the so called busy life while studying. Hihi, I am so into Roza Roslan's books these days. She is the wife of Prof Kamil Ibrahim, the author of Travelog Haji; Mengubah Sempadan Iman. She writes mostly about her life, her experience with very enlightening values she learned along the way. So yeah, I hope I could finish all these piling books before housemanship starts.

Last 4 days, I just came back from Kedah and Perlis vacaycay! It was so awesome with these girls; Husna Z, Iman and Mira. TripKampungGirls what we call ourselves. I got to see paddy fields (Kg Tok Keling) up close for the first time. Walking between petak sawah (with white trousers, what a genius tiqah sahmah -_-) witnessing a big black mouse scurrying into a hole (terperanjat iolls), having a taste of kerabu pucuk paku by Husna's Tok. Meeting old friends and new kind people, visiting Malaysia lovely tourist spots, Gua Kelam and Padang Besar (like I'm not Malaysian hehe). Husna is a goooood driver, like seriously, I am so inspired. I think I could drive instantly! But nope, when I got home, I am still that tiqah sahmah who got the car keys out just to heat the engine HAHAHAHA I'm so pathetic I know, lol whatever! ^_^")

Hmm I wish I could tell everything here, but no, I dont want to. My head is thinking and wondering and doubting myself. Since last month. *insert Celine Dion's At Seventeen song in background, so much love for this woman's music. Mostly about myself. About getting on the next phase of life. Working and committing. Phew, it sounds so adulthood. (LOL, how old do you think you are again, tiqah sahmah?) So many commitments isnt it? Well, being human is a responsibility itself. So yeah, do whatever it takes to get you to your final abode in Jannah.

Fighting!! :)

Pls pray for me, okay. #doakanyangbaikbaikje . Lol, thats the hashtag we came up with during travelling with TripKampungGirls. :)

Try count how many LOL and HAHA in this post. I think I am easily amused these days haha. See?

Ok, till then.

Attachment X-Files

Salam.

Just to jot down few things about what I've seen and learned throughout my attachment days in PK UTM. Basically, its nothing much compared to what you might see in hospitals but to me those kind of experience is just overwhelming and so memorable.

1. Blood taking. Scientific term is venipuncture.

Blood is the main 'vehicle' of our body, so it carries along all sorts of things inside it like the circulating antigens, antibodies, cells, virus, hormones so on and so forth. So, lets just say doctors could diagnose your illness based on your blood analysis.

During attachment, most people asked why their blood look so dark and black. Well, the blood is like that because it comes from the veins ie deoxygenated ie contains deoxyhemoglobin ie darker. And to some extent some people blood look a bit viscous compared to others.

Anyhow, I managed to take blood samples from a number of patients with obvious veins. Haha it is satisfying to see the blood oozes into the syringe. I felt like a dracula for a bit. XD
Of course, there were times when the blood wont come out. Sometimes, it looks like a vein but when you poke inside there is none. I know, disappointing right.

2. Minor procedure. 

-Abscess draining from a Psoriasis patients, and from back of ears of a male.
-Broken nail extraction from a female.
-Ear toiletting in patients with impacted ear wax etc
-Wound dressing for minor accidents
-Minor suture for opened wound
-Vaccination of HPV intramuscularly

3. Pregnancy check up. 

-Calculating (estimated due date) EDD from (last menstrual period) LMP. According to Naegel's Rule you just minus 3 months and add 7 days from the LMP.

eg: LMP = 17/10/2012
     EDD  = 24/7/2013

-Measuring fetal growth according to mom's bump measurement. I dont know the shortform for this (not MBM of course). Measurement done from fundus of bump ie below the xiphoid process till the superior pubic bone. The measurement (inch) should be +/- 2 from fetus age. But doesn't apply to almost due babies (eg: 36th weeks). You dont want mom's stomach to explode due to its hugeness right. How bright Allah is. He created everything so perfectly!

eg: measurement should be 22-26 inch for fetus of 24 weeks old. You have a round calendar chart to calculate the week easily.

-Palpating the bump to find the head of fetus. Its round like coconut and fits nicely in your palm when palpated. Its firm compared to other parts of the mom's bump. Might get used to it with further practice and experience.

-Hearing fetus heartbeats. Dud dud dud dud dud . It is sooo fast as fetal heart rate normally is very high compared to us adults, ranging from 120-160 beats per minute. Should be heard as rapid and regular dud dud dud dud dud. We dont count the beats, rather just confirm its rhythm and regularity. Or sometimes, we ask the mother to record the baby movement. Should be more than 10 movements in 12 hours duration. Will easily detect any abnormality in rhythm and regularity with further practice and experience.

4. Ultrasounds

-Kidney ultrasound. Male complains of rt hypochondriac pain. We started checking on lt hypochondriac first. As lt kidney is overlaid by spleen from front, we place the probe from patient's back. On the other hand, we place the probe from front for rt kidney sonography. And there you go, watching the vulnerable images, hardddd to understand. Gotta have firm grasp in anatomy to fully understand and analyse the images though.

-Fetal ultrasound.

Don't really get these weird looking sonograph due to its always changing shape and looks. But yeah. Will get used to them with practice later on, inshaAllah. Here, we see, 4D ultrasound of the fetus. We see the pumping heart with 4 chambers, the hockey stick shaped femur, the biparietal head diameter (BHD).
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Ok, thats all for now. Will add more to this file later on. InshaAllah! :)
Attachment is a mere labour to gain experience, to apply, to observe, to learn and to practice.
It is no doubt and goes without telling super duper exhausting. At least for me. Haha yeah I am a lazy bum, duduk rumah goyang kaki kind of person, so when I have to give out extra effort everyday (and without payment too) I become soooooooo tired. But of course, worth all the sweat. :)

Existing doctors might tell you the reality of being a doctor. Its not easy. But you gotta endure it with much perseverance, be ready to get scolded, but yeah we learn from it. Take it from bright side, we remember fierce teachers more right, the one who were so mean to us back then, but contributed a lot to moulding the you present now.

InshaAllah, I'm ready! I always pray that I always will. :)

Till then, wassalam.

Sesak

Salam 'alaik.

Huhu, semalam semua orang kecoh dengan meeting with kpt tu kan. Well, I didn't go anyway cause I had too much travelling already and I tak rela nak tambah another miles. Kalau miles tu boleh exchange dengan trip keliling dunia selama seminggu takpe jugak. ;)

Basically, dia just bagi alternative untuk further study. Its either you wanna proceed in Egypt or local. But tu la, kalau nak credit transfer dia akan compare dulu syllabus kita ngan dia, buat mapping (taktahu nak peta kan apebenda but this was the word my friends keep on using so whatever) and of course isi borang and tunggu. Yeah tunggu lagi for some period then baru dapat kata putus from the IPT and in which year you gonna be put (most likely preclinical), while some of your friends in Egypt already wear their white coat and do rounds. Or so.

Personally, I'd love to just continue in Alex. I mean, I already have a vision of me in that graduation robe and hat since the first day I stepped into the university, so why dont we just end everything there and back for good? That is what I really think and want. But tu lah. Kenapalah mesirian ni ngok sangat gi jatuhkan dr.m dulu. You jeopardize our future la ngok! (Emo ni emo haaa). Ah pakcik internet sebelah rumah tu pun tak suka dr.m memang nyampah ar tengok. Before balik haritu aku gi bayar duit internet pun nak taknak je bayar bila nampak bendera 'Irhal ......' atas meja dia. Yeah right, genius!

Ok whatever. Sebenarnya tak habis geram lagi tau. Geram sampai rasa malas nak balik sana jumpa balik orang-orang ngok yang telah menjual darah saudara sendiri sebab sikap tak sabar, tamak, pendengki dan ngok diorang tu. (Haha emo lagi). Tapi tipu ar kalau kata taknak belajar kat Msia, sape taknak duduk dekat ngn mak ayah kan. Plus fed up ngan mesirian lagi. Tapi bila tengok kena turun tahun tu buat rasa "errrr terima kasih je la."

I've been (we) through countless malam yg tak serupa malam (sleepless) baca buku dengan jantung berdegup laju mcm bullet train berdebar-debar draining all reserve of adrenaline (kesian jantung kita) semata-mata nak pass semua modules dengan cemerlang, only to repeat them ke? Haiyaaa. I know bagus sebab belajar dua kali lagi ingat, maybe boleh jadi top student (?) tapi.... "errr, terima kasih".

I seriously don't wanna go into that cycle again just as much as I dont want to go through ujian JPJ lagi. Penat tahu.

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Exhale.

Anyway.

Since I'm studying using rakyat's money, then I'm obliged to abide by the decision la kan. Kita tengok apa mara kata. Kalau dah takdir (huaaa pasrah) kena repeat year in Msia, what to do.

Tapi....... aku rasa kitorang akan balik Mesir jugak la. Well, tengok je ar dulu. Hish suspen pulak rasanya haha.

Alrite, there goes the rambling for today. Till then. :)

Wassalam.

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Camping Ganu Kita

Salam 'alaik.

Hai semua. I know, lama betul tak post pape kat sini kan. Siap missed sebulan lagi tu. Anyway, has been up to quite many stuff since holiday started. Nice nice. Compared to last year punya cuti yang banyak sangat 'tak buat pape'.

The other day, I went to Peladang Setiu Agro Resort. Mula-mula tu aku seriously ingat tidur dalam chalet or dorm tau sebab resort kannnn. Sekali........ tidur dalam khemah! Haha nasib baik Iman bagitau sebelum naik bas. Sempat la beli selipar kat 7e berhampiran. XD

Anyway, memang banyak benda belajar kat sana. Ada ustaz cerita pasal Hadis 'kapal'. Aha, serious 'tercampak' dengan syarah hadis ni. Generally about 'Amar Makruf Nahi Munkar' , nasihat-menasihati sesama manusia la.
Nasihat sebab sayang.
Nasihat sebab kita tahu.
Nasihat sebab kita boleh dipertanggungjawabkan kalau tak nasihat.
And nasihat sebab kita taknak sama-sama 'karam' kalau BIAR.

Huhu.
And I know.
Not that easy to accept advice, no? :)
And not easy to advice as well. Sebab the person we advice tu will always scrutinize ourselves. Is him or her baik enough to advice me? (we cannot help it, cause we in fact would do the same if we were in their shoes, maybe.....) So nak taknak memang kena 'jaga' ourselves kan.

*semoga berjaya!*

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And from that camping, I realized yang my kawan-kawan perempuan ni sangat terer sebenarnya. Aha, not kidding okay. Nampak je ayu, rupa-rupanya boleh lepas monkey rack macam kacang goreng je, the trainer cakap ''sebijik macam yang kat Sepilok tu'' haha. Then ada titi goyang-goyang tu, all of them passed it! Sorang pun tak jatuh dalam kolam kat bawah tu tau (I nyorok-nyorok skipped haha). Then kena panjat tembok and jump to the other side, ada kena jalan atas tembok yang makin tinggi (balancing test). Ha, yang ni memang ar paling punya paling. Diorang ni relax je jalan atas tu cam catwalk memasing. Yang kita ni, mula-mula nak skipped tau sekali kena paksa dengan Nadhirah haha memang ar. She's really a good friend, knight in shining armour (in disguise) haha. Kita dah nak patah balik dah tau bila dah tinggi-tinggi tu. Sekali Nadhirah kata ''you can do it Tiqah, seriously awak boleh!'' HAHA then aku paksa dia pimpin tangan sambil jalan atas tu. Cramped habis kaki lepas berjaya turun dari tembok tu. XD Tarzan swing haaa kat dalam kolam tarzan swing ni tapak kaki terluka kena batu tau. It was painful of course. Terus skipped yang lepas-lepas tu untuk rawatan. Nasib baik doktor ramai hihi. Semua tolong bersihkan luka, keluarkan pasir dari luka, and letak dressing semua. The perks of camping with them medical students, instant treatment. (Ceh, actually, everyone could learn first aid).

Also kat sane tak boleh pilih camp mate, dia main letak je. So, I ended up dengan sorang 1st year and 2 orang 2nd years. Haha nice one, kalau tak segan nak kenal-kenal kan. Kena letak 1 khemah baru boleh gelak-gelak open up sikit. It actually is not that bad bila kena mixed up dengan orang tak kenal. :)

Finished the 4 days camping, round Pasar Payang beli kepok (wajib) and went back home alone by bus. Quite a lonely 10 hour journey, I tell you. Arrived home safely dengan kaki terjengket-jengket haha. Such a memorable days.

Till then.
Wasalam.

Of what actually happen before winter break

Salam 'alaik dear readers. :D

Guess where am I now? Hewhew ok tak comel langsung ketawa macam tu. Anyway, alhamdulillah, I am in Johor Bahru now, at the home sweeeeet home.

I is very the happy one you know. This year punye winter break, diberi kesempatan utk berjalan lebih sikit atas bumi ni, mentadabbur alam, for that Alhamdulillah thumma Alhamdulillah. I get to meet many new friends, seniors, juniors and family.

I was in Paris for 6 whole days and then I headed back home. Actually Paris wasn't in my plan pun awalnya. I dah beli tiket to Malaysia on 15th Feb then tiba-tiba university awalkan cuti. Nak awalkan tiket I have to pay like 2000 LE which was quite a sum weih. I macam kenapa sungguh berat ujian yg diberikan Ya Allah (over moi) hehehe. I decided to keluar from Egypt to anywhere I tak kisah asalkan not Egypt. Ended up, ticket to Paris paling murah and ada senior abang (female) kat sane. Aku seolah-olah nampak cahaya di hujung terowong gitu then ke sana lah daku membawa diri.

Dan sesungguhnya aku ni memang lah pelik dan perlukan kelas firm decision making. I dont even understand what was I thinking back then when I decided to go to Paris. Bila dah beli tiket to Paris tiba-tiba rasa menyesal sbb better if aku awalkan je tiket, dapat spend time with bros yg cuti CNY and pergi walimah sedara aku kat Kelantan (Kelantan okay, once in a blue moon je pergi). All this happened masa peri examination. Dahla balik dari Paris sampai Cairo pukul 2.50 pagi on 15th Feb. Balik Malaysia pun 15th Feb gak. Ah sudah takut pulak aku kalau tetibe flight delay kang, ade yg terlepas flight balik Malaysia pulak. Messy sungguh hidup aku waktu tu worrying over something that is yet to happen.

I was in a great stress tau waktu exam tu fikir ni fikir tu, sumpah la rase macam Datuk Seri pikir bussiness kat negara jiran apa aku merepek #%%^&**( hehehe. Jadi bila kita stress kita buat apa? Kakak naqibah kita kata pohonlah pertolongan drpd Yg Maha Pengatur itu.

Jadi........

Alhamdulillah.....

Semuanya turned out great. Malah sangat better dari expectations aku, hilang semua kerisauan dan penyesalan (ewah) seriously terharu sangat. Cantik je Allah aturkan semuanya untuk aku. Maka nikmat Tuhan yg mana lagi hendak aku dustakan? Guys, hands down, honestly, aku sungguh touching mu tahu dok?

Kak JR sangat baik. Seniors kat sana bawak kitorang jalan-jalan. Baik. Memang sangat baik. Banyak aku belajar drpd mereka. Bukanlah nak kata diorang buat kelas mengajar aku duhhh cuma, we could learn something from someone else's action kan. Gitu la.

Bila diorang baik sangat macam tu kan, aku pun rasa, aku nak jadik baik macam tu jugak kat orang lain. Sebab they made me happy by that. So I hope I could be the one making others happy too. Macam cycle of good deeds oh bukankah dunia akn menjadi sebuah tempat yg sgt best bila dipenuhi insan berfikiran sedemikian rupa?

Hei panjangnya aku tulis.

Ok lah, gambar will be updated soon in another entries. Those were such a memory seriously. Sangat best sampai tak tergambar best mcm mana lah Allah prepares utk hamba Dia kat syurga nanti. Huuuu just thinking about it gives me some goosebumps. Excited but no less fearful. Anyway, just strive hard in this life and be the best give the best we could in this life for endless bliss awaiting in hereafter. InsyaAllah.

p/s: Give, we shall be happy.
p/s: Worrying is like rocking a chair. It gives you something to do but never brings you anywhere. Thanks kak JR.
p/s: Want less, you'll feel rich. Nevertheless, dream high, you'll be stronger.

Babbling bout things before Egypt!

Salam 'alaik people! :)

Ya anak-anak. Malam ni aku bersiaran secara langsung dari atas katil bilik 6-- di sebuah hotel di Seremban. Nasib ada wifi kat sini, boleh conteng conteng sesikit before balik Alex kan.

Mak ada kerja sikit kat sini, and habis esok so after that akn bertolak ke Melaka pergi rumah pakcik utk jumpa my nenda terchenta. T____T huhu aku bukan ape tetibe sedih sayu nak balik dah ni. Isk isk isk.

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Anyway, tadi sempat mandi swimming pool lagi! Huwawawa addicted lah pulak makcik sorang ni. Macam nak mati penat berenang tadi. Dah mcm duyung (perasan) terlebih serotonin plak tadi kan haha. Tapi okeh la nak buat lepas gian utk setahun punye stok. Sbenonye kat Egypt pun ade pool tu tapi tak penah nak pergi nye pulak. Swimming suit pun tak bwk. Beli kat sana mungkin? Wah kau belum sampai sana dah plan nak beli apa semua kan kehkhkeh.

Aku tak sabar la nak makan aiskrim Falaky! Bunduk (hazelnut) ngn karamel woah gabungan mantap! Gitu! Aiskrim ni antara motivasi aku nak balik Alex tau. Hm apa lagi yek? Jom buat list!

1. Aiskrim Falaky
2. Sharing akuuuu!!! Lama sangat tak jumpa, aku ni hmmph balik Malaysia hmmmph hanguih mampuih keghah bak kate Ustaz Jo dulu.
3. Kawan kawan semua. Aku rindu Fatin, Rai, Sha, Melly, Faz, Iman dll. Mesti balik ni banyak citer aku confirm!
4. Sesi unpack barang. Hahaha ni memang ah. Kumpul kat ruang tamu, pastu bukak beg memasing pastu gebang gebang, 'Aku bawak kicap Habhal Cap Kipas Udang 2 botol!' 'Aku bawak Ruski Tomyam 4 paket hoiiii sape nak beli ngan aku tak bolehhh!' hahaha dan seterusnya.
5. Dr, Fouad Anat. Haha apehal tetibe cikgu anat boleh masuk ni? Saje je kan . Tapi kan one thing for sure Dr anatomy semuaaaaanya awesome. Like me. Eh. Maksud aku aku sangat sangat suka Dr Anat. Dr Aiman, Dr Alia, Dr Ganeid, Dr Atiqah. Eh. Dr Atiqah last sekali tu saje je mungkin la mungkin nanti. Hehe.
6. Hmmmm
7. Hmmmmmmmm
8. Aku kena belajar rajin rajin, kasi upgrade sikit result tu. Sekali sekala biar terbeliak siket abang aku tu, kasi die cam tak percaye sikit kan like 'Ini ke Nurul yg suke berebut nugget hotdog dgn aku dulu'. Ha begitu. Tapi die terror arh. Susah! Tapi boleh je kalau aku nak (sambil tolak hidung guna ibu jari) cewah haha taknak kalah.

Dah bagi 8 tu cukupla ye. Huh nampak no tak semangat nak balik sane kan. Biase la tu. Mana ada orang suka tinggalkan keselesaan dan kesenangan kan. Paling tak best sekali sekali paling benci tak suka nyampah rase nak sepak sekali sebab bila balik sana nanti mesti kena jalan sengsorang balik dr kelas. Awal2 tu Nadhirah teman tapi lepas die dah sampai tu! Sebenarnye dlm 1km lagi nak tiba rumah aku, tapi tak suke la sengsorang wei. T____T. Hmph! Kengkadang okey tapi most of the time NO! Aku jln laju gile haha pastu memang aku tak tengok langsung orang Arab ke ape ke terus laju2 nk balik rumah je. Kalau nasib tak baik, kene tahan dgn baba rumah kan. Borak borak minum syai kejap baru naik rumah. Hahahha perasan sangat nak minum syai ngn baba. Boleh bla.
Tapi kalau gerak sengsorang senang. Tak susahkan orang, boleh suka hati nak gi mana. Nampak indipendent kan. Nampak je la tapi LOL.

Eh k la. Aku nak happy kan diri before balik Alex. Hello tiqah ko tak rindu ke kat baba tu.......punye anak? Ziyad yg comel tu? Hikhik. Ziyad tu memang ah nak pengsan aku sbb die terlalu comel! Tapi bapak ko tu garang seh. Sikit la. Hm Arab. What do u expect? Darah diorang cepat mendidih sebab panas kot negara die. Takat didih diorang rendah je jemurkan aje tengah panas, kompem die ngamuk!

Huhu banyak aku mangarut malam ni. Takdela mengarut sgt pun. Tapi adela siket. Wakakaka aku sendiri pun tak paham kejap siket kejap banyak kan. Papela. Yg penting esok boleh jumpa sedara mara sesikit kat Melaka tu yahooo! InsyaAllahhhh.

Ok dah, goodnight!
Wassalam. :)

Of Coming Back to Second Not-So-Sweet Home

And so the clock ticks by, the day becomes night, and the moon greets the sun again, and here I am counting seconds to go to my second home, Alexandria.

No, it's not that I'm all excited and eager to start new sem. But actually feel so reluctant to be there again, swimming in the seas of people, knowledge, competitions, independence and to leave the flawless serenity a blissful home provides and the comfort that both my parents lavish onto me. In short, being home means being in comfortable zone away from responsibility and hence a complete peace of mind. Indeed. As for me.

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So, that's a mentality of yours that you have to change, Nurul. Life isn't all about bed of roses, money fallen from sky and rainbow through the days. Some part of it, you have to opt over two roads, one of which so straight and pretty but ends in an earth hole while the other is all bushes and weeds that finding a rose amongst them is said to be such a glorious victory but leads to the most beautiful garden with blossoming buds and pretty butterflies and some crystal clear river.

And it is clear that everyone does want a happy ending so you opt to avoid the former and go to the latter road knowing it'll bring you to it. At first, you are quite uncertain and undecisive because the road has so much of obstacles that nearly made you lift the white flag. But then you realized that you are fully equipped with every single items you gotta need, since the beginning of the story.

And so, you take your first step towards the happy ending. Obviously, it isn't that easy cause otherwise the road would already be flooded with tonnes of people. Success only comes to those who have strived hard and persevered enough through falls, wounds and bruises, right? Cause afterall, these are the ones making success such a big deal and overload it with sweetness and joys.

Therefore, it is the same thing with you. Now, you choose to be in the path that is known to be not easy. You will wept, tense up, struggling to stay awake but in the midst of everything else, there's the time when you create happy moments with the other strugglers of whom are pacing the same path of yours, hearing their story, someone willing to help you get up after multiple falls that are definitely the ones which only would add extra beauties to your whole journey without you realizing it and the ones who'll be sharing the joy once you guys reach the dreamed goal.

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So, it is not that bad to go back. These are the time to create moments by the way. And the time to draw the future as well. Dear myself, it is a journey you have clearly opted and thus, persevere!

I was in a good mood so.....

Assalamualaikum.

Hehe, I'm seeing you again today. I guess I am in the good mood to be blogging everyday. It's been awhile since blogging became part of my routine.

Haishhh, I'm sweating. Tired. Not to the level of exhausted though cause I was just doing some indoor activities only. I baked another batch of pav tonight. It was funny of myself to make pavs for 3 nights in a row and my mother had started complaining of her depleting eggs stock, LOL. As pav only use the egg whites, she had been planning to make 'kuih lapis' with the remaining egg yolk. But making kuih lapis sure is one tough work cause you have to make the layers one by one, no? Truth be told, I dunno myself. Haha. Let the google answers it, okay.

*After one minute of googling:
It does have to be layered one by one. Waaaa so 'renyah' one, oooo. Next time, maybe.

So, I used only 2 eggs this time instead of the usual 4. Cause I'm making only a few to be given to my neighbour. Buuuuuuuut, so sad! I was making honey cornflakes also this time. When the pavs were done, it was the cornflakes' turn to use the oven. I know something was not right if I put the pavs outside the oven alas I still did it cause hello my cornflakes needed the oven too. So, while I was waiting for the cornflakes to turn golden-ish, I noticed that my pavs had descended a little. SOMETHING IS EXTREMELY NOT RIGHT! I scrutinized them prudently and ting!!!! I remembered a professional baker told me (read: she penned it in her blog) ''Let your pavs cool down in the oven by leaving the door ajar and do not take it out right after you're done!'' 

I was gobsmacked!!!! Aiyoyoooo!!!

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The point is, this time around the pavs texture on the outside is perfect! (seriously that confident?) It feels crusty (rangup) and hard. I mean it was crustier than the previous batches. But, I let it outside too soon which made my pavs quite unhappy (being very empathic here). Thus, they shrinked! Hahaha such a sad ending for my pav story. Nevertheless, I hope it still tastes okay although the look is not that promising. But I think no problem la cause outside, the pav will be decorated with bright fruits, covering its inside ugliness. Heyyyy, this pav is really standing on the side of 'please judge a book by its cover'.

End of pav story.

Now, cornflakes turn. HAHA. Hey, don't you think its funny cause I was busy making kuihs at the end of Raya? Ish ish ish okay I find it funny of myself. Huhu.

After I was done with the cornflakes, I came to think of this.

It's easy and satisfying to mix the cornflakes with its comrades (the honey, raisins, nuts etc) but it is not very joyful to put it inside their cups one by one, using spoon. Huyoh, I was standing halfway during the job and halfway by sitting on the floor. My legs were aching and my veins had their hard time pushing blood up to my heart LOL talk about 'meds' joke huh? Luckily my 'nenek saudara' (a term which I don't mind translating) was  kind enough to help me with it.

And after the cornflakes came out of the oven, I had to wait for it sometime, to let it cool enough to be placed inside the tupperwares. Blergh, I'm really not in a good term with the word 'waiting'. So, I decided to pen how tired I was in this blog and suddenly while I was penning my thoughts, my mom came into my room. So, I hastily open a new FB tab (cause blogging is kind of embarassing to be read when it is not yet published by anyone else except the blogger herself). I found my mom bringing a cornflakes at her hands. She came to say she had put the cornflakes inside the tupperwares! AWWWW WHAT AN AWESOMENESS!!!! I shouted out in my heart. I felt like hugging my mom instead I just said 'I love you, Mak'!! Hahahah. I am now relieved. :)

Anyway, my cornflakes turn out good. Not excellent enough to my tastebuds. It lacks some sugar. But it has everything else. Hehehehe time to compliment the cornflakes maker. LOL. But on the bright shining side, it is good for me cause I don't want to end with diabetes at such a young age, Nauzubillahi minzalik.

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Cause my brothers are coming home today! Hehehehe. This is happening! And besides, the time I have left in Malaysia is not that much anymore. And also, I am in a good mood today. I just feel like making something. Actually I want to make fried ice cream some more, but my mom had given me that warning-please-control-your-feeding-centre-in-your-hypothalamus-look  HAHA so I guess enough on the sugar! My mom need her share of egg for breakfast anyway. LOL. Sorry mom if you  happen to read this. :)

Okay, that's all. Good night, and do take care, people.

Eh, one last thing. I just remember, tomorrow is going to be my friends' happy day. They happen to be the first couple from our batch to get married. May Allah bless their relations, amin. Kinda sad cause I couldn't attend. But, I believe my prayer could reach both of you anyhow. It's wireless remember?

SELAMAT PENGANTIN BARU, SHEILA AND KAMIL!

Wassalamu 'alaikum. :)

Dilemma bibik

Assalamualaikum.

I'm gonna write about pembantu rumah/ amah/ bibik/ maid etc. Aku adelah seorang budak yg hidup dengan bibik sejak usiaku masih hijau. Makan, minum, pakaian aku semua diuruskan oleh bibik. Beli bapak la yang belikan. Tapi masak, gosok, basuhkan semuanya bibik yang buat.

Kerja rumah pun tak pernah buat. Tapak tangan memang lembut selembut baldu lah orang kata kan (haha takdela). Sangat senang hidup. Sebab tu gemuk. Tak pernah exercise sapu sampah, sidai baju, gosok baju dan seumpamanya sedari kecil. Hehehehe. XD

Aku tahu je nak basuh baju macam mana. Nak lipat baju, sapu sampah semua tu macam mana. Sebab aku kan duduk asrama. Aku takde lah selekeh tak reti uruskan diri masa kat asrama. Tapi bila kat rumah, ada orang yg buatkan semua tu. So, aku pikir buat apa nak buat jugak? Baik aku gi tengok TV, buat kerja kursus, main friendster (masa ni blog n fb belum wujud), main message2 ngn budak laki-tapi-kat-sekolah-tak-bercakap-langsung-langsung (ni memang lagha yg sangat dikesalkan dan memalukan HAHAHAH ala tapi korang pun pernah buatkan, bile dah besar ni pikir balik memang tah hape hape je lah ek, eh panjang pulak monolog die).

17 tahun dengan bibik, adik bongsu aku dah masuk asrama, bibik pun resign. Lagipun die memang tengah sakit mase tu, die nak berubat kat kampung. Maka tinggallah aku (masa ni lepas SPM) terkontang-kanting buat kerja rumah sorang-sorang. Takla, berdua la sebenarnye campur mak sekali kan. Huhu. Serious wei, mase ni memang nak nangis sebab kena buat kerja rumah. Kena basuh baju, sidai baju, angkat baju, lipat baju, susun baju, masak baju, tanam baju, mop baju @#$&*()) oh tuhankuuuuuu punyelah aku amek masa sangat-sangat nak memuatkan diri aku dlm corak keadaan getir waktu tu. Ceh citer macam gi perang je padehal buat kerja rumah je pun. Haha.

Untuk menambah garam pada luka dihatiku, aku ni kan gegirl  anak perempuan tunggal. Dah semua benda aku kena buat, yang laki semua taknak tolong. Sebabnye 'ko kan pompuan, kena ar blaja basuh pinggan' kata 'mereka' (the boys) tanpa secebis empati. Cliche. Lakkkkk ai basuh pinggan je pun, takkan tak reti buat kot. Memang konflik jiwa raga dibuatnya. Tapi aku ingat masa ni aku tengah suka sangat memasak. Aku prefer memasak dari baking. So mase tunggu result tu, aku selalu masak hari-hari. Tu je la aku rajin buat. Tapi periuk, kuali lepas masak tu nak kena ulang 2, 3 kali dek mak aku, baru aku nak basuh. HAHAHAH.

Up till now, Alhamdulillah aku dah makin boleh terima kenyataan bahawa aku adalah perempuan. Woah ni statement mahal ni. Huhu. Aku jenis yg percaya setinggi manapun pendidikan a girl tu, die tetap kene reti buat kerja kat dapur. Sebab aku dapat contoh dari orang di sekeliling aku. Doctors who can operate eyes, also can do the same to meats, and cakes. Pembantu rumah hanya membantu je. Bantu jaga anak and kerja-kerja domestik yg lain. Masak kalau boleh memang la isteri ie mak yang kene buat. Utk mendapatkan 'kap-ba-ro-ka-tan' (keberkatan) orang kate kan.

Tapi kengkadang tu memang ar terpikir bagusnye kalau ada bibik. Tapi cepat-cepat betulkan niat balik kan. Orang nak tolong mak ni. Nak tolong abah. Aku takdelah perfect mane pun. Kengkadang baju baru basuh tu berjam-jam dlm mesin tunggu aku sidaikan. Tapi aku memang garang ngan adik-adik aku. Diorang letak baju bersepah-sepah kat ruang tamu ke kat mana kan, memang aku keluarkan ayat-ayat berpuaka cepat cepat. Biar berdesing sikit telinga dengar. 'Nak aku buangkan dlm tong sampah ke seluar ni haaaaa?...perangai.....lelaki......malas....busuk....'  hahahhaha jahat kan membebel tapi best ar tengok diorang angkat balik baju tu, gi letak kat proper place. Kena ajar sikit kan. Dorang pun dlm fasa adaptasi jugak.

With time, semua pun dah pandai cooperate. Kalau Mur tu rajin tolong mesin rumput. Kalau Fadzli tu aku desak-desakkan sikit, tazkirahkan sikit pasal kerberkatan nak SPM, boleh la dia gi sidaikan baju. Yahooooo ni semua psikologi. HAHAHHA.

Akhir kalam, doakan aku sentiasa rajin nak berbakti kat mak abah aku ok. Kang tetibe tengah syok baca blog ke tengok movie 'Nurul.........., buatkan air teh o satu' Oh tuhannnnn, bergaduh ngan nafsu nak rentikan movie tu. HAHAHHAA. Tapi ni semua niat nak berbakti kepada orang tua, saham, saham, saham!. InsyaAllah.

Sekian sahaja, warkah spontan dari penulis. Selamat Hari Raya. Cerita raya update lain time okay. :)

Wassalam.

Rambles on Holiday

Assalamualaikum.

Okay, tonight, I'm gonna rant about anything. So expect a tsunami of words and 'HAHAHA' and anything. Cause yeah, anything. Like yeah, anything. Okay, I'm being super saiya-ly annoying here. So, moving on to first point. 

MPH Online;

Recently I've ordered some books (3 books) from MPH Online. It says I will get the books in 3-5 working days time. I ordered them on 7th August and today is already 15th August. Exactly the 5th working days after 7th August. I've been very obedient coming out (covering every aurah possible) everyday to check the mailbox to see if anything has arrived but up to this day, I've been up to a total, big, humongous disappointment! Haiyoh, hurry up la weih! I've emailed them though about that. Hopefully, my books will turn up in the mailbox tomorrow. Please please please kamu jangan nakal MPH!!.

Of driving;

For the record, I've been very annoying to pester my dad on how the car is too big for me to drive (please, don't say I'm being riya' cause I just wanna story-tell you here). Yelah, I graduated from Berjaya Driving School (I'm not that 'Berjaya' anyway), driving a Kancil only, but suddenly I'm faced with a huge and gigantic 4WD which of course disturbed me in every way you could imagine. Okay, there's not much need for me to drive actually, but but but, sometimes I did wish badly I could drive. When my grandmother was here, I wished I can take her to shopping sayur and barang dapur in Tesco wherever la because she likes it. But, yeah, I am 'crippled' like that, pity me eh, up to the level, I even thought of hiring a driver. HAHAHA. True story, I'm laughing at myself!

But now, worry no more. 

Came a day (I've forgotten the date) when I felt so motivated to drive, thanks to a friend. He said I have to give it a try, break the wall, the scaredy-cat me or any obstacles that keeps me from driving. So, I asked my dad to keep me company to somewhere. Well, we started in Taman Sutera cause normally the traffic is not as heavy as in the main road. So, we drove around and around (around around nak termuntah jugak sebab cuak sangat!). I managed to drive from Taman Sutera to bazaar Perling Mall to home. Along the way, I did took a U-turn which was verrrrrry daring of me (phewh berpeluh haku), crossed a junction and side-parked quite cacat-ly but hey I managed to bring us home, unscathed, Alhamdulillah. HAHAHAA The happiest, the most bangga-able moment, the most ujub moment I felt when I finally reached home! It was indescribable! Such a victory! Like I was freed from an unexplained prison I made myself. Alhamdulillah. 

But I didn't forget, everything goes back to Him. Thanks to Him cause He protects me, put the courage inside me, blesses me with a patient father, so on and so forth. 

Now that I can drive (InsyaAllah), I'm gonna use it wisely. One of my friend once told me, she learnt how to drive because it would be easier for her to bring adik-adik to jaulah, go to usrah etc. The point is, her niat when driving is for God. I was totally gobsmacked, right at the heart! The power of niat and sincere tazkirah. I hope I'm giving benefits with this newfound ability and it wouldn't be a great embarrassment anymore to change my P (probationary) license to a competent one. Teehee.

Points to Ponder:

I realized that at some level of our live, we are faced with obstacles, a great uncertainty which could make you feel so down, so inferior, so low self-esteem. But, to my new discovery, it all depends on yourself to remain at that place, remain a coward, or to run away from those negativities, to break the wall, jump over it, and head to freedom. Because this is life. You feel, you learn, you apply, you decide, you anything!

Sidenotes:

But the most daring one from my siblings would be my youngest brother la aka Mur the Jemmy. (nama kena merah sebab dia nakal!) HAHAH. He's safely home now. He arrived today during sahur and is early for Raya holiday cause he skipped school in an illegal way. Students staying in hostel call this manner as 'fly'. Yeah, he flew back to his nest. HAHA his story is too long to jot in this entry. Maybe next time. Up to today, he has received 3 phone calls from his teachers for this bad bad job. All I can say is create a big 'network' cause they might or always save you! Hehe.

Ramadhan almost comes to its end. Let's grab the opportunity!! (hello hello myself). 

Wassalam. ;)

10-13 August 2012; Jalan-jalan Johor.

Assalamualaikum.

Setahun tak bersua muka boleh mengundang hati yang remuk-redam mentahan rindu ecewah, intro jiwang semacem je ni. XD Tapi itu adelah hakikat bagi manusia bernama aku. Jiwang lagi sekali. XD Apape pun, tarikh kat atas ni memang waktu aku bertemu dengan orang-orang yg dah lama aku tak bersua muka, berjabat tangan berpeluk mesra. XD

REMINDER Maahad;

This is the main story kenapa aku berada di Muar haritu. Tapi sedih seh tak dapat jumpa cikgu. Boleh pulak tuan hamba tak terfikir hari Sabtu cikgu-cikgi bercuti di rumah. Haiyoh, so aku jumpa dengan students and kawan-kawan lama je lah. Jumpa Zahin. Liyana, Syakila, Jay, Nana, Najwa dan seniors dan juniors kat sekolah dulu. Nama yang takde sebab aku selalu jumpa kat Mesir. Hehe.

Oh, ada Form 5 yang ingat aku lagi. Sungguh terharu lah aku. Hmm, Alia jumpa aku tanya 'Akak, akak pernah duduk dorm Mariah Qibtiah ke masa akak Form 4?' Aku yang blur dan loading ni dengan pantas dan efisyennye cakap 'Eh akak kat sini dari Form 1 sampai Form 3 je' sambil senyum senyum ayu haha. Eh tetibe aku teringat aku sempat jadi Form 4 selama sebulan kat Maahad sebelum pindah SMAPL!! Aku pun 'Eh awak, ha'a la akak dulu dorm tu. Hehe awak ni form bape bla bla bla and the rest is history. Alia tu Form 1 masa aku Form 4, lepas aku refresh hippocampus aku bebanyak kali, baru aku nampak muka dia samar-samar. Hewhew.

Bukan aku bangga, aku cuma terharu sebab masih diingati. T_T Maahad yang sangat best, tempat aku dipertemukan dengan sahabat yang banyak membentuk dan menjadikan aku harini. Huhu.

Jumpa Najwa lagi and adik Sufiyyah yang comel tu. Najwa selaku boss bawak kereta tolong hantar and ambil huuu terhutang budi sudah dengan die.

Pt. Sakai, Muar;

Ini rumah nenda aku lah. Pergi mengeluarkan keladi dari tanah, mengenal pokok kesum yang renek tu, mengait rambutan guna galah panjang nak terkehel tengkuk aku mendongak lama noh. Toklah the best memasak kari daging + roti jala, asam pedas ikan tenggiri. Haha Toklah bekalkan Fazira banyak benda wei dari keladi sampai ke benih belimbing kecik-kecik tu.

Pastu tahan bus depan rumah nenek aku utk pergi Batu Pahat. Haaa, ini agak kelakar bagi aku. Seriously wei, aku tak sangka boleh tahan bus depan rumah nenek aku pergi Batu Pahat. Aku ingatkan kene pergi bus stand kat bandar tu. Mati-mati aku tak percaya kat nenek aku sampai nenek aku kate 'orang duduk sini dah 20 tahun dah laa!' Haaa nasib baik Asmah ada, tolong tahankan bus semua. Fazira ngan aku naik bus siap bawak keladi, rambutan, daun kesum ape semua tu tau, jangan memahen. HAHA. Tapi, best!

IPTHO, Batu Pahat;

Haaa, ini cerita lagi best! Jumpa Sabrina, pastu sempat sharing dengan akhawats kat sini. Alhamdulillah, dapat rejuvenate sikit diri ni yang dah lemau. Huhu. Sempat berbicara hati ke hati ewah sambil makan rambutan bertiga. Best sangat! Rasa macam haish tak dapat nak describe perasaan ke-perfecto-an saat tersebut.. Allah, bersyukur sangat rasa sebab dapat rasa perasaan tu. Sabrina, Fazira, terima kasih sebab banyak motivate aku indirectly. From the way you guys discussed things, from the way you guys think, from the way you guys talk, semuanya ada saham masing-masing XD. Hee aku rasa kelako dan sedikit malu la pulak cakap camni tapi ahh tak kira nak cakap jugak. Haha.

Trivia: Aku dengan Sab dulu umpama belangkas kat Maahad Muar. Fazira ni pulak kawan baik Sab kat KISAS. Pastu aku terjumpa pulak Fazira kat KTT melarat ke Alexandria. Nampak tak permainannye di situ? Huhu. Alhamdulillah, siapa tak bersyukur dikurniakan kawan macam diorang ni.

Pt. Sulong, Batu Pahat;

Aku dah sampai kampung Fazira! Ahahaha dia bawak aku naik motor tahu tak?! Huahh cuak tahap kebebeyh yg tak dapat ditaksir oleh minda. Aku ni jakun sikit. Last naik motor masa darjah 4 kot, itu pun takat pusing-pusing kat taman, pakcik aku bawak. Haha. Pergi kilang nenek Faz ni. Kilang kerepek. Ramainye umat manusiaaaaa hai. Selepas bersesak beratur tunggu kerepek ubi pedas, balik semula rumah nenek Faz, then balik Johor Bahru. Orang Johor lama-lama panggil Johor Bahru ni Johor. Macam orang Mesir jugak. Die panggil Kaherah tu, Masr (Mesir). Balik Johor dengan ayah and abang Faz.

Terima kasih daun keladi, lain kali nak tumpang lagi kat ayah Faz huhu sebab hantar aku sampai depan rumah. Terbaiklah ayah Faz. Ayah die dulu join St. John kat sekolah, pangkat tinggi okeh Ketua Pegawai Turus Kawasan ke ape nama die tah. Haha banyak okeh pakcik share. Antaranya:

Kalau orang minum racun, nak bagi apa?
Jawapan: bagi air garam pekat. Utk neutralizekan balik racun tu, nanti orang tu akan termuntah.

Kalau orang accident patah tulang belakang, ha acane nak transfer die masuk dlm ambulans. Guna pengusung tak boleh.
Jawapan: Kena guna selimut!

Kalau orang sakit perut nak bagi apa?
Jawapan: Hiris kunyit  halus, pastu rebus, minum air die.

Macamne nak stopkan bleeding?
Jawapan: Ligate the part gune kain, ikat ketat-ketat, every 1 minute kene loosekan ikatan tu bagi darah lalu, pastu ikat balik.

Ha banyaklah lagi. Tak tertaip aku kat sini. Hehe.

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In a nutshell, aku bersyukur dikurniakan, dipertemukan dengan orang-orang sebaik ini. Alhamdulillah. Moga ukhuwah yang terbina ni berkekalan ke akhirnya. Moga Allah ikatkan hati-hati ini hingga kita kembali pada-Nya. Allah, tak tercakap dah. Biar hati je yang tahu. Ok dah dah la tu gelakkan aku (khas utk Fazira). Terer jugak aku menyulam untai kata pemanis bicara camni eh. Hehe kidding!

Sekian, wassalam.

What I Did in Muar

Assalamualaikum.

Hello guys. How's your Ramadhan going on? Actually I just came back from Muar. Went there to pay my little brother and cousin a visit at their school. Had buka puasa with them and off they went back again to the school. I really love Muar because it was there where my big family rooted down. My datuk nenek moyang all came from Muar. I am a true JOHORean minus tempat lahirlah. Hehe.

What's gotten me into typing down this entry is because when I was in Muar, my friend came to my grandmother's house! Seriously teruja like sangat awesome! HAHAA. Okay you get the feeling? We've been apart for almost a year and met up again seeing each other has changed for good. Me of course makin chubby and whatnot and Najwa! She's become really mature and responsible big sister! She came along with her two cute little sisters and 2 meat pies! And she drives the car FTW! Actually I really look up to girls who drive cars. For me they are a symbol of bravery hehe. Cause for some reason I still don't manage to put up the courage to drive one. Teehee. I'm thinking of hiring a woman driver actually hahaha. So who's up for the job? (dreaming)

Anyhow, I went to Najwa's house afterwards. Najwa being herself blurting every stories of hers to me and I listened to her (I hope I can listen to lecturers like this) with a little interruptions here and there. Am so excited and happy for her! :D And then I get to contact my other treasured friend, Sabrina. Heee, excuse the extreme excitedness cause I AM extra overwhelmed by them teehehehe. We've been through thick and thin mase form 1-3 kot. And manage to still engaged to each other until now, all praise to Him who decides my comrades. Alhamdulillah. :D

So, tomorrow I'm going to Larkin Mall to teman kawan jaga booth. Heheheh jaga booth okay. Anyone who sees me can greet me, no worries. I'm all friendly and a chatterbox so just shoot! :D

I think I'm being a tad too overjoyed in this entry. So this is the happy me (not happy meal) for those who doesn't know. Ceh macam ade orang nak tahu.

Okay, I'm sleeping now. Till then. Wassalam.

Notes: Forever grateful for the friendships I've made throughout the years. Thanks to you for you have some shares in what have became of me today. Thanks.

Ramadhan Kareem

Mood: Undefined

Menulis belog dlm keadaan undefined ni adalah berbahaya. Entahlah. Rasa kosong cuti ni.

Astaghfirullah. I indeed know very well myself, where does all these come from.

I need to change. Everything.

For the sake of myself. My future. My life.

Ewahhh. Serious pulak ekau ni. HIHIHI. Malam ni dah start tarawih and sahur!

Orang kat Mesir dah start puasa dah kan. Selamatlah kepada semuanya. :)

Okeh dah happy balik. Fadzli is coming home tonight. Yay!

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Aku berazam Ramadhan kali ni perlu lebih produktif! Lebih banyak outcome. I shall keluar dari bulan Ramadhan dengan keadaan yg lebih baik daripada sebelum ni. Ramadhan datang sekali setahun. Yg tak tahu sama ada tahun depan boleh jumpa lagi atau tak. People might question, what with the seriousness ni? We are still young! We have plenty of time ahead!

You're right! (sarcastic).

Tahun ni kat facebook, ramai betul orang baya-baya aku meninggal. Accident, leukimia, you name it. Takut seh. Takutkan nak mati. T_T

Kamu takut tak?
Amalan kamu dah cukup tak?

Huhu, tepuk dada tanya iman.

Okey, selamat beribadah bulan Ramadhan ni. Dimana semua amalan dilipatgandakan pahalanya.

''Ya Allah, please bless us with a productive Ramadhan. Bless us, our family, persons around us, and the ummah too. May the journey through this Ramadhan is always guided by your taufiq and hidayah.''

 Aminn. :)

I'm Home

Assalamualaikum.

Alhamdulillah finally I'm home. Beg yg bagak itu pun selamat sampai ke rumah dengan terpelihara dan jayanya. :D

Oh hoooo.. Momen paling best skali bila sampai rumah is mase ko bukak beg, pastu keluarkan souvenirs semua. Seronok bile tengok orang appreciate barang kite bagi kan. :D

Toklah ade kat rumah ni. Harini je dah kena suap dgn lontong. Amboiii. Tapi slack sikit sbb aku bangun lambat pagi tadi, dah tak sempat nak berguru belajar buat serunding kelapa ngan lodeh version orang lama punye. Experienced people punye recipe mane same ngan orang sekarang kan. Cewah.

Today, it was raining in the evening. It's been ages kot since the last time I hear live rain. Sebelum ni aku dengar kat Ipod je. Sangat kesian ini budak. Kihkihkih. Pastu semalam mase berhenti semayang kat RnR, dengar bunyi cicak. Homai, rase sangat Malaysia okeh suasana itu! Sebab kat rumah Mesir takde cicak. Kehkehkeh.

Sometimes, nikmat yg biasa-biasa ni, yg kecik-kecik ni go unnoticed. Tapi once die hilang, homai rase macam putus nyawe! Macam bunyi hujan tu kan. Bile dah kat Mesir terkedek-kedek mendownload apps bunyi hujan. HAHA.

Nikmat rumah kat Malaysia. 
Bersyukur bile balik Malaysia, I have somewhere to head to. A place to call home.

Nikmat ibu bapa dan kaum keluarga. 
Bersyukur bila ade orang yg jemput kite kat balai ketibaan KLIA. :D
I'll remember the grateful faces I saw yesterday. And I'll remember the exhausted faces for fetching me in KLIA then bring me to our home sweet home. I'll remember this when there'll be time when I'll be the one to be fetching them, visiting them one day. With no whining or anything. Just a blessed faces.

Alhamdulillah. Senyum dengan nikmat-nikmat ni. :)