JKT-BDG TRIP PART 2

AFTER PART 1

Bandung, well..what can i say..a haven for shoppers. 

Friday 1st March 2013:

we arrived in the evening, just enough time for us to have dinner. after hours on the bus from Jakarta, i couldn't care less if they served me fried biawak (lizard); i'd still eat it and claim that it's delicious. one of my mistakes when i went on this trip was not stocking up on food/snacks because i completely forgot that we'd be on the bus most of the time. so during the bus ride, i was hungry and all i could do to shut off the hunger was to sleep. 

when we got to the hotel, my roomate and i saw a pamphlet advertising massage services. we decided to call two masseuses to our room; and they told us the normal charges are 60,000 rupiah per person which was 20 ringgit. but after much coaxing from the two ibuks/masseuses; we settled for a special package that cost us 80,000 rupiah per person, equivalent to 27 ringgit. BUT IT WAS THE MOST HORRIFYING THING I'VE EVER HAD I DON'T KNOW WHY WOULD ANYONE WANT TO GO FOR A MASSAGE. suffice to say, i swore to myself never to put my body through the agonising experience again. i woke up with red marks all over my body especially on my back, so did my my roomate. that was when i found out they used coins to scrape our backs to "buang angin".. oh the horror. 

Saturday 2nd March 2013:

woke up with a headache even after the buang angin massage; and got ready like a zombie. our first stop was to a volcano crater named Tangkuban Perahu. it was named as such because of the shape like a capsized boat. well.. that's a freaking big boat if you ask me. but unfortunately on the day we arrived in Indonesia we learned that the volcano was showing some Sprite; thus we couldn't go up due to the sulfuric content in the air. but we did get to take pictures at the foot of the volcano for about 10 minutes before we were ordered to go down -.-

the beautiful scenery on the way up. macam kat forks siotttt

saw a pakcik riding his horse up to the mountains (eh..volcano).. gagah perkasa!

taken from one of my colleague's camera

Right after the 10 minutes visit to a volcanic crater which took 2 hours of a bus ride, we went to our next destination which was the famous SARI ATER HOT SPRING. coupled with the hot sunny weather, i am still bearing the brunt of it with a sun burn. 

it was pretty relaxing if you minus the extremely sunny weather. here these ice cream dudes will offer you a foot massage if you buy their ice cream.but...nothing comes free. and sadly that was what happened to a couple of my Korean colleagues because they didn't know, and proceeded to buy EVERYONE ice cream. they got ripped off and ended up having to pay 8 ringgit per ice cream, and there was about 30 of us! that made it RM 240! so guys, be careful with your purchases/services, make sure you double check/confirm whatever that has transpired from your transaction.

SEE..MANA TAK KENA SUNBURN :\

fact: the source of the hotspring was from Tangkuban Perahu Volcano. 

should have sat here instead -.-"

after the stop at the hot spring, it was SHOPPING TIME!!!

first stop..PASAR BARU! there were so many textile shops i almost pengsan right there and then. but i came out victorious! managed to get a beaded lace and silk chiffon for my solemnization dress, plus some border lace for the shawl, and all was below 300 ringgit! oh my god. aside from that i managed to buy telekungs for myself, my mum and my future MI; two sejadahs for hantaran and some gorgeous indonesian batik for my mum and i. 

taken from my roomate, nurul's camera. see that white shopping bag? that was only HALF of what i purchased. 

the environment was crowded, hectic, noisy and vibrant. since i was so pumped up over shopping i didnt really mind. :B

after Pasar Baru, the tour took us to other shopping destinations in Bandung, but by then i was already losing my interest; since i managed to get what i came here for. HAHA. some places named Grutty, at the Cihampelas walk, and TOKO TIGA. ok, i bought 3 pairs of skinny jeans there, and two polo shirts for ayah and Faliq. but that was it. wouldn't say it was worth it though. Some items at Toko Tiga looked fake, and the Grutty place looked quite dodgy (just my two cents).

Dinner was awesome though, it was at this really nice old bungalow converted to a restaurant. 

Praoe Sea Food. 

ok fine. the picture didn't do justice to the food. BUT IT WAS REALLY GOOD!

i like the patterned tiles :)

ok. galok sangat tu. nampak sangat tourist. 

came back to the hotel with a full and happy stomach. TIME TO SLEEP AND PACK!!

END OF DAY 2!

to be Continued: PART 3

The Surprises in Life

Last weekend a friend of mine got married. to a man she got to know less than a year; but he seems like the right man for her. Alhamdulillah.

her experience has taught me a lesson. Life is always full of surprises. 

her story begins when she was dating this guy ever since they were both in high school. so if you add up the years, a 9 years relationship. the only way to go is to get married RIGHT? you've been with this guy for 9 years, so the rational thing to do is get married. however, fate clearly had a different plan for both of them. They planned for a simple engagement, but somehow it ended with a huge argument between both family members. all because of the disagreement over the date of the wedding. 

things took turn for the worse when the guy had a change of heart and started seeing another girl. my friend was suffice to say, broken hearted and seemed to be depressed for quite some time. But alhamdulillah, eventually she somehow found the light at the end of the tunnel, found back her faith and came out as a stronger person. 

Within months after, she met a guy through facebook, who turned out to be a mutual friend of her bestfriend. They got to know each other, dated, and within months, the guy came to see her family to ask for her hand in marriage. 

The rest as we say, is history. :) 

As simple as that, if you have found the right one, you dont need years to get to know him/her, you just know :)

Subhanallah,Allah's mysterious ways. My friend finally got the lovely happy ending she deserved. But it also made me wonder that even after all these years of being together, it does not guarantee you a happy ending in marriage/etc. Sometimes these people in your life serves as a lesson in order for you to find yourself again, or come out as a stronger person. :)

Allah is great indeed. 

JKT - BDG TRIP PART 1

Two weeks ago i had the opportunity to go on a trip to Bandung courtesy of the Company. And since i am in the midst of preparing for my wedding, it was indeed a blessing  that i was given a "FREE TRIP TO THE CAPITAL OF FABRIC" so i can get some kain for the wedding :) aside from asking for tips and reading up on what to buy from various blogs, i managed to get an estimated figure of the fabric's price per metre and what other items i can get from the major shopping haunts. (awesome how technology and social media eases the burden for you).

i started with a list of what to buy in Bandung/Jakarta (since my group will make a short trip to ITC Mangga Dua in JKT before heading off to BDG):

1. Telekung (for the hantaran, for myself, for my mum, for Faliq's mum, for ANYONE)
2. Sejadah 2 Pcs (for the hantaran)
3. Kain Nikah (consists of Lace, Chiffon, Lining, and border lace for the veil)
4. Kain Reception (I have no idea what to buy kept thinking a beaded chiffon, but i didnt know how many metres i should buy, i will explain later what has become of the dress -.-")
5. kain for the twins, and ibu (preferably shantung silk because i read that it's cheap there and Ibu loves Shantung)

so prior to my trip Jaja (my housemate) pesan for 9 m of Chiffon so she can make 3 sets of skirts. so back to my list now i have an added item making it 6 items altogether. and then Eza (my uni mate who is now my colleague, asked if i can get her brownies so now i have 7 items that i MUST get in Bandung)

it's been so long since i've been on a plane, pergi Jakarta pun excited lebih..considering my last trip was to Melbourne and that was 2 years ago!

so what happened was:

1st day: Jakarta

We arrived at Noon. with a party of 30 it was pretty hectic + chaotic to get everyone under control plus the Jakarta Sukaerno-Hatta Airport is quite crowded when we arrived. it so happens that we arrived on the same day as a group of Jemaah umrah from indonesia, HO MAI you can imagine the crowd and how PENING it was.

as we waited for the bus to come i noticed that Indonesians in general are very well-dressed. well, they dress better and more kemas than us Malaysians. we tend to be very slouchy, selekeh; wearing slippers are a norm  even when you're on an outing (which i know sounds snobbish tapi memang selekeh), baju kadang-kadang lari colour dgn tudung -.-"

i didn't realize Jakarta was going to be a little bit hotter than KL. aku pegi pakai two-piece punya top plak -.-"

As the tour included Jakarta AND Bandung, right after we arrived we were taken sightseeing all around Jakarta. some places we managed to visit/squeeze in our very tight schedule was the Monumen Nasional or MONAS as the Indonesians call it. it was also my first time berdepan dengan peddlers yg stalk kau sampai kau jadi rimas. the trick is "unless ur interested to buy then by all means talk to them, if you haven't the slightest interest, don't touch don't even make any eye contact".

so that's me and my roomate Nurul at MONAS. the peak was said to be made of Gold. 

afterwards the tour guide brought us around Jakarta, some stopped at the Church and some stopped at the Mosque. i was more intrigued to see the crowded city with slums and skyscrapers next to one another.

didn't get to catch a glimpse of their train. pfft. but here's a view from the Bus as we trudge along slowly on the highway. the traffic jam was crazy i don't know how we managed to get to our destinations. Last stop before we head to Bandung was the shopping place ITC MANGGA DUA. it's one MASSIVE shopping centre housing anything you can think about, from baju to luggage. the inside is crazy shit packed. my first try at haggling in Indonesia. Managed to get a LV red handbag Knock-off for Syanaz for RM 60 and a top for myself. as we were only given 1 hour (SIAPA LA BOLEH SEMPAT SHOPPING 1 JAMMM???) i didnt get the chance to buy much pun.   

and then..we're off to BANDUNG! 

colour palette for ze wedding

Choosing the theme colour for the wedding can be pretty tedious and taxing. Your mind starts to work overtime, thinking whether the colour will suit you, how the decorations are going to be like, what will the rest of the family member wear, etc. 

At first i decided on Tiffany Blue, then i realized the colour may vary and sometimes people would often mistaken Tiffany Blue for Teal or Turquoise (See, i'm overdoing it, IT'S THE SAME COLOUR FOR GOD'S SAKE). Then i decided best would be providing a colour palette within the same hue, so that it'd be easy for everyone else, meaning, they don't have to get THE right colour, but any colour within the same family is fine :) 

so this is my colour palette :) Aqua with grey for the groom.

i'm going to Bandung soon for a company trip, so might as well start looking for materials for my wedding dress. (HOMAGAD). it's pretty weird that I've always dreamed about getting married for so long, and now that i'm actually planning for the wedding, i'm in a numb state of mind, maybe the body is still not over the shock of getting married soon. :| 

after searching on the internet for inspiration, I've finally decided on the design for my dress :) 

cute isn't it? :) it's whimsical, cute, fun, and all that summed up for a magical wonderful beautiful wedding dress

Have yet to meet the tailor; to see if she can make this, or if this dress is suitable for my size (FYI: yours truly is a short and petite LADEYHH). Then i need to go through the tedious process of finding the perfect material for the dress; Tulle Skirt, laces, and such. Not so worried about the solemnization dress though, since i'll be wearing it for less than an hour :) But i really hope that my Reception Dress will turn out PERFECT. 

Wish me luck!! 

2013 HARROOO

Last week we celebrated the coming of 2013. The last hours of 2012 was excruciatingly unkind to me. After buying two tubs of Baskin Robbins ice cream (1 pint of jamocha and 1 quart of Chocolate), I thought i'd spend the new years eve scoffing down my ice creams and become a hermit in front of the tv, despite getting a few invitations from friends to celebrate the new years with them (because i was too lazy to drive). 

Ayah somehow seemed determined to kick me out of the house and made sure i went out. His ploy, when asked about what's for dinner, "I thought you're going out. We're not going to have dinner". And other similar tactics that drove to venture out of Bangi anyway. So i decided to go to Nina's house. By account, it should take me 45 minutes from my place to her house in Setia Alam. However, due to my useless navigation skills and even more useless Google Maps GPS, i got lose and ended up taking the longer route. And to make things worse, i got stuck in jam along with New Year revelers who wanted to celebrate it at the gaudy I-City. 

Guess how long i took to reach Nina's place? Guess la Guess la...2 FREAKING HOURS. By the time i reached there the food was almost finished, caterer was starting to pack up, and party was over. GREAT. But on the bright side, i still get to see my close friends, and spent the countdown talking over our sleepover party of three. :)

Since i never accomplish any of my resolutions during the previous years; i'm just going to list down things i look forward to doing in 2013:

1. Getting married. YES. i know this sounds cliche but who wouldn't be excited? After so long, i can't believe i'm getting closer to this life-changing experience. Le Sigh. 
2. Becoming a better Muslim (i pledge to try my best to pray 5 times a day, finish reading the Quran before i get married, and just be a BETTER person on the inside)
3. Moving into a new place with Faliq after we get married. I've had enough of the traffic jam in Subang, and I'm pumped up on starting over in a new place.
4. Living life to the fullest and not giving a damn about how much money I have in my bank account. Okay that's a lie. i will still live life to the fullest, but i will also bear in mind about how much money i have and how much i have to SAVE. 
5. Travel places! 2012 was a freaking bore because i didnt get to go anywhere. was supposed to go to singapore for the foo fighters concert but Dave grohl had a flu and concert was cancelled. We could still go but all my friends were completely disheartened and my renewed passport was wasted. So this time I'm just planning to go places that are near, Bandung (Company trip), Singapore (to find stuff for the wedding) and Bangkok maybe (with the girls).
6. Manage my finances properly. 2012 saw my financial condition crashed and burn like hiroshima because i didnt give a f*** about it. i spent like nobody's business, created a whopping debt on my credit card; and now i have to start picking up the pieces and be more responsible towards my finances. 

Happy new year everyone. 

The last hours of 2012 with the lovely ladies in my life :)

my engagement photos :)

ikram, one of faliq's good friend became one of the photographers of the day and i must say i love his photos.

alhamdulillah. after 4 years, we're finally engaged, and i am so happy+nervous+god knows what else going through my mind,anticipating next year's big event. Can't wait >.<

Wedding Bells

With the wedding date set tentatively end of next year; my head is already buzzing with lists of things to do/plan/reserve/make/you name it. 

thankfully one of my best friends, Sabrina, is getting married next year too, only her wedding is earlier than mine. which will be in May; so i have someone to refer to when it comes to quotations and prices. :) who knew hiring a photographer and videographer will cost a bomb? 6 grand to be exact (T.T)

wedding is indeed an EXPENSIVE ONCE IN A LIFETIME ONE DAY ONLY EVENT! i certainly dont know where ill scour the money for it; but the show must go on! insya allah di mana ada kemahuan di situ ada jalan. :)

its okay. i still have a year to plan the whole thing. will definitely rant more about wedding planning stuff in the coming months. WAIT FOR ITTTTT

What doesn't kill you, makes you stronger

i used to be angry with God. For taking away the idyllic life i once had; growing up in a stable suburban home, surrounded by friends and our external family members were close by. hardship was unheard of, there was always food on the table, the house was a beautiful home one couldnt be ashamed of if he/she has to entertain guests, buying clothes almost every weekend. sigh. 

but when things turned out for the worse, ayah's business failed, we had to sell the house(s), and live in a rented terrace house (until now) with deteriorating condition; things actually turned out for the best.

i really did come a long way from being a selfish, ignorant teenager into someone i can safely say, a better, calmer,mature and more understanding. i began to see the other side of what it takes to be family. Not by spending your weekends at a mall or at a fancy restaurant, but by being there for each other even when times are tough. supporting your family even if  it means you do away the lifestyle you once had. despite not having as much as we used to have, my parents still managed to put me through university, and i graduated with second class honours, found a stable job with one of the prominent developers in malaysia, and now engaged to be married. 

there was no room for me to go astray and wasted; as i had both parents firmly behind me throughout the journey of my life from college to university and into the career world. there was no chance for me to swallow in my depression of not being able to afford the life i once had, because my parents were always there to remind me that " the best is yet to come, keep having faith in Allah, for this is a test for all of us to become a better person". no truer words can describe what im going through now.

it is a blessing in disguise. and i cant thank Allah enough for this.

One Step Closer to The Edge!

Who would've thought a simple majlis that only lasts for 3 hours takes weeks of preparation? I certainly was not prepared for it..

When Faliq and I decided to get engaged in November, what we had in mind was a simple do just amongst close family and maybe a few close friends. Apparently my family has something else in mind; given the fact that our family is a large one (we HAVE to invite EVERYONE kalau tak Ada yang terasa) and I guess my mother was pretty excited since I'll be the only one to get married:')

There were a lot of obstacles, I shall call it; while preparing for the event;as the event draws near,more things cropped up. The most memorable one was when one of my uncle decided to provide me with a backdrop but gave me a plain and bare panel, and I had to get some friends over during midnight to beautify it..and we managed to do it within such a short notice!

Alhamdulillah everything went well. These are the times when you're grateful to be blessed with a wonderful family and friends who were willing to help make the event a great one. My parents were constantly busy organizing the whole thing,my aunt cooked everything from midnight until the wee hours of the morning,my best friend searched for fresh flowers to decorate the tables,uncle and cousins did all the heavy work of arranging EVERYTHING..well..what can I say, I am indeed blessed. Alhamdulillah

MODERATION IS THE KEY (i think?)

It's good that now there's a rise in the numbers of girls wanting to look good. Especially hijabis; with more access to stylish hijabs and hijab-friendly clothes, it's not hard anymore to look good with a great outfit while rocking the hijab. and it's a bit comforting to see girls becoming more aware of fashion trends that actually works and looks good.

However i noticed that some tend to display or showcase excessive spending in the name of looking good. Okay, correct me if I'm wrong, but the blogs we usually go to will feature the bloggers in countless different outfits lugging different designer handbags in each different photos. And not helping are the magazines that actually promotes similar lifestyle, e.g. Hijabista, Dara, etc. For me, as a middle-income earner or maybe low middle-income earner; i can only dream of having a wonderful wardrobe with a willing bank account but i cannot freaking afford it!

so what do i do? with only TWO handbags (not 5, 10 or 12), which i use "silih-ganti", i try the best that i can to create different outfits and styles with the limited amount of clothes i have in my closet. and let me tell you this, it can be really depressing to try to come up with different outfit EVERY FREAKING TIME; and not being able to shop each time the brain shuts down from cracking for outfit ideas and yearned for new CLOTHES. 

what more with the upcoming nuptial arrangements next year, i really....NEED TO SAVE MONEY, I.E. NO MORE MINDLESS SPENDING! so i might not be able to afford to buy new tops from H&M or the likes, but i will be damn sure i look good with the hand me downs i received from my cousin and friends. (it's a bit sad to think the new clothes i have were given by friends; BUT! NEW CLOTHES MASIH BAJU BARU OKAY!NO SPENDING!HEE HEE). so i decided to not bow down to the pressure of consumerism and to use whatever resources i have with me. ALL FOR THE GREATER GOOD!

 what is ironic is that now the islamic fashion is on the rise, it somehow goes against what islamic fashion is supposed to be. i thought moderation is the key? oh well. it's up to you how you want to see it, but for me, i'll be using my old clothes to still look good :) 

(im the one in the middle by the way, flanked by the lovely Jaja and Nina) i am wearing the MNG pants given by Kak Aya, a top i bought at JB two years ago, and a scarf i bought for RM 10 at Kelantan. :)

KUALA LUMPUR IS MY LIFE

 KL in the morning

I don't know if I'll ever grow tired of this city. Maybe I never will.

OH WOW NEW LOOK!

i know i've been AWOL for quite some time. but wow! blogger has a new look and im like a "JAKUN" trying to find my way around and suddenly posting a simple post becomes tedious.

i've grown old -_-"

there are so many life-changing experience i've gone through over the months. and now i dont even know where to begin...

well, let's start a list:

1. got myself a new job. yesserie....couldnt stand the old one, and suddenly had enough and started looking around, and VOILA! alhamdulillah.. my prayers were answered. New place is awesome :) and the best part is... I WORK SHORTER HOURS THAN THE LAST OFFICE WITH A BIGGER PAYSLIP (actually only less 30 minutes but that still counts RIGHT??)! booyah!
2. i have a new cat now :) she's almost 6 months. her name is Woolla. (yup, you got that right, stole the name from John Carter's stupid movie. because the alien dog was perhaps the only STAR of the movie, not to mention bloody cute) *will def post loads of her pictures soon, she's already flooding my instagram. and she's getting FATTER
3. My sisters were diagnosed with Scoliosis a few months back, and one of them needs to undergo a major operation to correct her crooked spine. Pray that all will turn out well. Insya allah.we are looking for ways to fund her operation so if any one of you knows how and where i can get it, do let me know.
4. I'M GETTING ENGAGED SOON!!!! - hahaha. 

that pretty sums up what's been going on in my mundane life (i still cannot get over Item 4 because i am still in a state of denial, which will definitely cost me because i need to start preparing SOON!), and i am grateful for every bit of it.

Syaza <3>

picture was taken after a photoshoot for a competition held by Tongue in Chic, we didnt make it :( but it was great fun dressing up with the girls!

Saying goodbye

marmalade. our dearest ginger boy, passed away yesterday afternoon.

earlier that day my mum called to say she had dropped him off to the vet, and he was in a very dire condition. "will he be put to sleep?", i almost choked when i asked my mum. "Heavens no!i dont think we would want that either". i sighed a heavy relief. she told me he would be warded for 3 days at the vet. i was looking forward to picking him up on Saturday, and perhaps spend the remaining days of his life at home, commuting from Bangi to KL for work, instead of staying at my rented apartment in Subang.

10 minutes later my mum texted that he has passed away. before the vet could draw some blood for a blood test, our dearest boy has died. it took me a whole 10 seconds to digest fully what the text stated before i lock myself in an empty meeting room to cry.

and cry i did. throughout the day. after work, i sat at the KLCC park, staring at the fountain works, silently weeping on the demise of my family member. i went through all the photos i had of him (which were quite a lot) in my phone. and played a video i had of him over and over again. i was glad i took the video. im glad that whenever i miss how marmalade is, i can still see how he purrs and enjoy a good scrub. that night was even worse, i couldnt stop crying, and even cried myself to sleep. the aching and emptiness still wouldnt go away after all that crying (and made my eyes so swollen it looked as if i had ping pong balls for eyes the next morning)

so here are the things i will miss about my dear boy:

1. the one who would greet me at the front gate. without fail. when i come home. he has taken into identifying the sound of my car. after i had parked at the front porch, he would climb on the bonnet, paused at the front screen as if to say "GET OUT OF THE CAR AND GIVE ME A HUG QUICK!", before proceeding to the roof so he could stick his paws out for my head when i disembark from the car.

2. the one who would never grow tired of too many hugs and cuddles. the only cat that had never grown restless when we smother him with hugs and cuddles. even enjoyed snuggling.

3. the one who would mischeaviously steal food from the dining table. and all wounded and guilt-ridden when we got pissed. but who could get pissed for long when it comes to him!

4. the one who would often come home with a dirty face (after going to one of his many adventures with his cat friends) prompting me to give him a bubble bath as he pleaded for my sympathy to spare him the bath altogether. and we were done, he would roll on the sand just to spite me.

5. the one who would always come home when we called him. who would always reply, as if he understood us.

6. the one who would always stalk me like a shadow whenever i come home, when im showering, he would wait outside the room, and race me to the living room.

7. the one that would never ever be replaced with another cat, because there will only be one marmalade. and that is you, ginger boy.

i know he is in a better place now. God loves him more. and it comforted me to know that he is not in pain anymore. i hope he knows that we all love him. and will miss him a lot.

love you. hugs and cuddles.

this is one of his favourite spot. my mum's potted plants!

the only cat that never grow restless when we're cuddling him.

p/s: thank you to my friends and cousin for the kind wishes and comforting words. i love all of you!!



Rage sekejap

Betul betul tak faham company yg tk amik berat pasal kelewatan gaji for pekerja.such as when it is festive season ke apa..apa salahnya bagi gaji awal,org nak guna duit tu buat belanja balik kg ke apa.ni tak.nak pikir dia sorg je byk duit,ada ke takde gaji tak kesah.wadehell.

My family is my life

Started the new year with a bang.spent the entire 3days holiday with the family and i have never felt better.

I realized how much i have changed over the years.before,i would be out ALL the time.even when i came back for the weekend from Johor,the only time i'd spend with the family was on sunday (the day i'd go back to johor itself) for breakfast and that was it.saturday was spent with friends and boyfriend.So if you calculate the hours i would spend with my family as compared to my friends and boyfriend is shamingly pathetic. #shamefaced to be such an abhorrent daughter that i was.

I seriously had issues with prioritizing.wondered how my parents could still "tahan" with my ineptness and me taking them for granted.but alhamdulillah,i have learned how important ur family is to you.your parents are not getting any younger,and before you know it,the time you have left to spend with them diminishes by the minutes.

I thank god for making me realize this before it's too late.even though im staying on my own now,i make it a point to call my mum everyday,and to make my weekends exclusively for them.even if the day was spent lazing on the couch watching tv;at least you're in the company of the most wonderful people on earth (your family) and the cats.hee hee

Just a quick peek what we had for our new years party,a spongebob-themed party!! Credits to my cousins aida and kak aya for the all the effort.the krabby patties and cupcakes were amazing.topped with family lepak session;we welcomed 2012 with all our hearts :)

You there!don&apos;t be stupid!

After 54 years going 55 years of independence,it is disheartening to see a majority of ppl are still ignorant of other races in malaysia. I have just read an article by HRH Sultanah of Johor on wishing our christian friends Merry Christmas (http://rowlandgomes.com/is-it-so-wrong-to-wish-merry-christmas-sultanah-of-johore-shocking-news/)

And it occurs me that malaysia is currently been hijacked by racist bigots that prefers to exaggerate on the small issues ratger than delving into bigger issues.

Yesterday my mum went to ikea and she was queuing up for the toilet with the bidet when a chinese lady asked why isnt she going into other cubicles (sans the bidet),so she replied "we muslims wash with water". And then a malay lady behind my mum enquired rather loudly "eh macamana eh DIORANG (referring to the chinese) basuh". This lady obviously has a foot in mouth disease and has clearly never mingled with other races other than her own.

to be tolerant and sensitive of other people's way of life is something we need to cultivate since young.my aunt is sandwiched by an indian and chinese neighbour for over 30 years and there has never been a time where she regrets staying there.even when everyday during maghrib,we would smell the smell of indian' scented prayer's "asap",we never did complain because respect was prevalent amongst each other.nor when the azan was being called everyday.mind you,the neighbours of multi races have been staying right smack beside tabung haji and has never had any problems with the azan or when it was hajj season.

I recalled once when my class was on a trip to penang,we were cruising down the street in little india and the guide,a nice indian lady asked if we would like to visit the Sri Maha Mariamman temple which was over 80 years old if im not mistaken.my friends and i were ecstatic over such invitation,as we would have the opportunity to learn about other race's religion.but the mood turned sour when HALF of the class decides not to go because of fear of "badi dari kuil" and other notions of stupid superstitious beliefs.their unwillingness to also even be interested in knowing other races in malaysia is also a very sad thing knowing that these are varsity students about to leave thr university as professionals.how do we expect other races to respect us when we dont even WANT to learn about their culture and way of life?

So when someone said it is blasphemous to wish other people merry christmas,i think it's a load of bulls*hit.get out of your tiny mindset and start to make friends of other races.

Alhamdulillah

I find that as i write down my thoughts on my unknown blog,i somehow felt better. I was too consumed with emotion that i failed to realize how lucky ive been.

Alhamdulillah.

Rock bottom

So it seems that my relationship has once again hit rock bottom.maybe its just me.or maybe we were never good together.

somehow i kept telling myself i should be strong enough to move on when comes a time that the relationship will come to an end,yet i still wake up in the middle of the night hoping he'd texted or called while i was asleep.

How pathetic is that?i hated myself for being so weak.i reminded myself of the our brief seperation,how he seemed so well while i had to take an emergency leave because i cried the whole day,barely eating.

I couldnt help noticing how i am always tge one who victimised my own self,feeling sorry myself and kept on blaming myself for EVERYTHING that has gobe wrong in life,especially when it concerns my lovelife.

I should have some faith.in myself,and most importantly GOD.that He has a plan for me.i may not know what the plan is,but im pretty sure it'll be rewarding for me in the end.as for now,its just a sign for me to toughen up and move on. Not to depend totally on a person who is not even my husband/family. Because theres always that IF.

Nothing in certain in life.until God tells you it is.

Untitled

Hi.im having a flu.and i didnt go to work today because my body just wouldnt allow it.at times like these when i really miss being near my parents and the idea of staying on my own seems like a cold and miserable choice.

Coupled with the fact i just have enough to barely make it till my gaji,i really am miserable.he was supposed to be here,take me to the clinic,because i just cant drive on my own right now.but he's not.and he's giving excuses the same one he always do whenever i asked for something.

I learned a lot within these few days.that the guy you think would always be there for you might not be real,and no one can replace your parents,who wouldnt think twice of dropping everything for you.

Insya allah they will be okay

My sisters are going to start their scoliosis treatment at a government hospital soon.

I pray to Allah things will work out for the better.insya allah