Officially bukan merempat lagi.

Dah masuk umah tapi tak dan nak upload pixies. Umah still in a mess! Mane nk ngemas nye..bz bebenor ni. Gini la gayenye dah keje. Sheesh..

Bz-bz pun sempat lagi pi scouting for a few pre-schools for my lil peaches, Azalea. Dan lagi berangan nak kasik name next daughter Amal Jasmine. Takim kate best..Tapi kalau laki? Kalau laki nanti la pikir..Ngandung pun tak lagik...Yang penting boleh tanam bunga azalea ngan melur kat umah..Kalau next rezeki is anak lelaki, takkan nak taruk nama bunga..abeh nak tanam pokok ape plak erk?

I think my house tu is too big untuk 3 people. Rasenye kena pregnant setahun sorg nak kasik meriah satu rumah tapi boleh ke jage?Hmm...That's the question theeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee...................

Speaking of kindy, rasenye cam dah jatuh chenta sama itu IIUM EDUCARE kat UIA Kuantan tu..Pegi usha line sat haritu..memang tangkap cinta abeh dah ni. Takim felt the same way too. So, we have decided to send Azalea to IIUM EDUCARE at UIA Kuantan. Dah kalau maknye UIA-bred mestila nak stamp uia gak kat dahi anaknye.theheheheheh. I just love being in that environment, I hope she will too.

Sekian, entry yang memang tak sampai 5 minit nak type ni..

A sister's grief is another sister's mourn.

I could empathy you my grieving sister 

 here I am mourning about it too

 I reckon, we are not relevant to her anymore.

What a sad, sad situation.

The one who must not be named!

You are so bloody annoying.
You are so bloody annoying.
You are so bloody annoying.
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My wish:

You are not more than a parasite,
Who sucks the life out of me.

Only If I could turn back time and make things undone,
I would abstain myself for sure from these shenanigans.

My self-reflection:

God is great I must tell you right,
He knows things that I know-not.
People come to our life for a reason,
and your presence is nothing but a nuisance.

Your existence serves as a grim reminder,
for me to become more intact with reality.
And that people like you should be shunned altogether,
just to keep myself in sanity.

I learned this the hardest way,
but hey, God works in a mysterious way. 
This is surely a blessing from Him,
a lesson in disguise is all I can claim.
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Sekian!

Unemployed No More.

3 years of living a non-routine life has come to an end.  Face it, sista! The 23rd of  October 2012 marks the commencement of my daily 8-hour working life. Sungguh indahnye time buat masters, my timetable was scheduled in any way I wish for sure. Tapi, wake up! It is time for me to really work on something to financially contribute to this family. More money means more kids on the way. Love that idea.

From Kuala Lumpur to Kuantan. Hijrah. Takim kata, nk ade big fat perubahan kna berhijrah dulu..So, I hope our decision to move to and stay in Kuantan was truly guided by Allah because He knows the best. I believe that Kuantan is the best place to raise our kid(s) to be humble and unmaterialistic. Despite of these, for sure I'm gonna miss KLCC-mothercare especially, good food (Chillis, Tony Roma's, Ben's, kedai mihun sup bukit antarabangsa ku itu), IKEA, JJ, Little Whizz, umah Chu, my Seri Puteri neighbors and UIA even more! 

Bismillahirrahmanirrahim, here's to a new chapter of my life!

My CFS wonderland.

We had to give a hold up to our plan of moving to Kuantan last June due to a job offer at the Centre for Foundation Studies, International Islamic University Malaysia, Gombak Campus. Of course I was attracted to the handsome pay offered by Kak Zai (the Program Coordinator) plus we needed to get some extra money to so-called beautify our house in Kuantan, for crying out loud! I had to teach two different classes over there, level 5 and level 6 students. Everything went smooth in accordance to my plan, alhamdulillah. The students were all fine and both classes were dominated by boys and I guess the word 'peaceful' was totally omitted from my mental lexicon for 5 months or so. They were like sooooo childish yet very attentive bunch of kids. We did loads of stuffs and here's a couple of unedited poems that they wrote in one of my classes. 

Don't Give Up

Don't give up through the pace seems slow,
You may to success with another blow,
Success is failure turning inside out,
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt.

 

OH ENGLISH!

There is inside you,

All of the potential,

To learn English,

There is no boundaries.

There is no simple way to be clever,

There is no hard way to be better,

Maybe it’s you maybe it’s me,

You can be whatever you want to be.

p/s: pardon the grammar and syntax errors made by them.

By the way these students punye major is Economics so they didnt really explore or embrace themselves with their artsy-fartsy bit therefore kire ok la kan, they could manifest their feelings towards learning English through their simple poetry. Thumbs up people! May you pass your English Placement Test with flying colors, inshallah!

 

Thanks Athira for this pix!

With a few of my 969 students

Teaching these kids made me start reminiscing the good ol' days back in 2003 when I was a matriculated student myself at the Matriculation Centre, International Islamic University Malaysia. A handful of invaluable memories that could never be forgotten. Owh, how I miss you people, friends who were constantly there by my side through thick and thin. May Allah be a constant presence in your lives and may He bestow you guys with a place in one of His Jannah!Aaameen.