tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63709632011-07-08T19:54:31.960+08:00== We cannot direct the wind...but we can adjust the sails... ==nurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09248377517459894508noreply@blogger.comBlogger6241100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6370963.post-43672251469821724672011-05-04T18:25:00.005+08:002011-05-04T18:50:28.597+08:00

Hey you, welcome back! :DGosh, how long has it been? Almost half a year? Sheesh. Sorry for the missing in action because honestly, i do not have a single minute to blog. Today, for instant, i suddenly had this blogging vibes. Ha ha, so funny. Hence, i made a HUGE effort to switch on my 4-year-old lappie, and direct myself to the blogging world. Yayy me! Like finally! :)Arfah is not well today, so

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Nowadays, the blogging days are gone, dont you think so? Everybody's so into facebook (including Yours Truly, heh) and what, Twitter? Well, dont ask me about Twitter coz i know nuts on that. But facebook yerh, its the only thing that helped me survive on the train journey from east to west, and back forth west to east on EVERY morning and evening. Endless journey, i tell ya. Anyway, back to

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Hidup tak akan pernah sunyi dengan dugaan dan cubaan. Walaupun cubaan datang bertubi-tubi dari setiap arah, hati tak patut gementar kerana ada-NYA di sisi kamu. Lalu kenapa hati ini bagai tidak tenteram? Mungkin hati ini tidak sebersih kalian, tidak secantik kalian dan mungkin...tidak sesuci kalian. Sedih, pilu dan sebak. Tidak terlintas di hati atau minda utk merumitkan keadaan. Tapi sebagai

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I am so sleepy, i cant concentrate.Have been a MONTH since i updated an entry. Pure busy, i tell you. Am now at the East, celebrating puasa and raya with the in-laws. So can you imagine the long journey that i've got to endure every morning and evening? PHEW. Pure endurance plus pure sakit kepala (sometimes). haha...Been feeling tired most of the time. With fasting month, and with non-stop work

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This is what they say PMS. I am on a really full mood swing. It happens so that my CCA teacher made an issue, and i am so pissed off i feel like boxing him.-deushhh-

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-burps-Wonderful lunch. How to lose weight if i keep eting such big meals? Today was rice, sambal goreng, bagedil, paru and sayur kang kong. Nice, i tell ya. And to end the lunch, a piece of epok-epok sardine.*grins*I keep getting comments from everywhere that i have put on weight. So the next time you see me, dont you DARE tell me i've put on weight. I've known it, ya alright. Numerous time,

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Sometimes you get tired of the surrounding, you wished you could have a pause button. Or have control over the other person's mind. Or mouth, for that matter.-shrugs-Haven been blogging lately, due to the mad rush in office. What with the closing of Term 2, and preparing of Sports Camp and all sorts of other etc etc etc. June holidays isnt like a holiday at all. Amidst all the quietness of the

nurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09248377517459894508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6370963.post-69077682302962912812010-05-06T09:12:00.002+08:002010-05-06T09:39:26.092+08:00

I've reach to this maximum level that i couldnt keep it to myself anymore. Thus, i blog right at this instant. Put all the documents aside. I just need to vent out my anger.I've always wanted to work in a school, because i once wanted to be a teacher like my brother. And i like the environment in school, with kids etc. I've tried signing for various positions previously with various agencies;

nurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09248377517459894508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6370963.post-89886489385253324612010-05-03T09:10:00.002+08:002010-05-03T09:25:09.784+08:00

It's labour day school holiday today and the school is empty, deserted and plain quiet, apart from the chattings of our own general office clan. I shall take the off-in-lieu this week or next week for arfah's medical check-up. The mood for working is not in at the moment, because i'm too sleepy. Had 2 chicken pau and a slice of kit kat for breakfast. Since the canteen is closed, i dont know what

nurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09248377517459894508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6370963.post-66320518073576774522010-04-19T17:27:00.002+08:002010-04-19T17:38:35.431+08:00

One good thing of having a headache is that you tend to side track at work.Heh. So here i am.And i finally bought a walker for Arfah! Yaynessss! You should see the look on her face when you put her in the walker. One thing, she loves to stand (well she cant stand yet, but she rather try stand than lie her on bed), second thing is she's kepo (when in walker, you can have a better view of the

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Its been terribly long every since an update. I almost forgot i have a blog.Ha ha.Since getting an iPhone, i've always been on fb. The fb application in the iPhone makes it so easy. Board bus, check fb. Take train, check fb. Lining up in Mac, check fb. Haha. See what iPhone did to me? Well, i'm most grateful for its kiddy applications to entertain Arfah. Arfah has grown to like those colourful

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And so Arfah turns 4 months today. Hip hip horray!Hubby and i started mixing some wheat-based milk cereals into her milk in the morning feed yesterday. And today we started giving her a few teaspoons of mesh sweet potato mixed with warm water. Gosh, she grab the teaspoons and lick it greedily when we trust the spoon into her mouth. So the gelojoh! Her blouse and bib were stained with liquid all

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Now, after a hectic morning i finally get to rest and sit down. Oh wait, dont hope too much. She'll wake up soon...My poly friend Ain, was very kind enough to persuade her father to help drill the extra railings for clothes in my kitchen. After hearing me out on one fine saturday morning on the dilemma of finding people to help drill the railings, Ain has kindly offered his father's help. Heh heh

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It's been long since an update. Many things have been happening. :)Bestfriend got married. Congrats fad! Feelings were both joyful and sad, as i see my dear bestie on the wedding dais. How fast time has fly, and now we are all on our own family paths. A soft sad tug felt in the heart as i remind myself that fad will now be staying at hubby's place and no more at her house which is just 1 bus stop

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I am so sleepy, i can fall asleep this moment on my laptop. Arfah fall asleep on my shoulder while i was trying to burp her. I was about to fall asleep on the sofa as well, but a phrase from a book i read somewhere formed inside my head. Never fall asleep while holding baby.Gee.The in-laws bought 2 new sets of clothing to prepare Arfah to meet her cousin next week. Heh heh. I'm all excited to

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Sometimes it's hard to say. Kita orang menumpang....Cakap salah, tak cakap pon salah.Buat salah, tak buat pon salah.Frankly speaking, i'm used to being independent as far as errands/housechores/tasks-to-do are concerned. Late mom has been ill for about a period of 2 yrs plus and the situation i was in has develop myself to take things into my own hand and not to wait for myself to be reminded or

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Finally i am here to update an entry on the latest Event of The Year. heh. =)After giving her milk, usually she'll doze off, cuddled in my arms. However today, she took a longer time to doze off. I was walking from one room to another for a few times before she finally settles down and her eyes closes. And when i lay her down on her secure sleeper bed, she was facing upwards. A few minutes later,

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Oh at last, i am officialy on leave. Yayness!=)Relief ccpe, Idah, brought camera and took pictures. Konon 'last day' before maternity leave lah kan. hehe. Pictures are up in facebook. Thanks girl!Nowadays my face often gets oily and is now growing with a couple of stubborn pimples. I look haggard. Hisyh. I read the book, and it says that pregnant ladies in their last trimester perspires easily

nurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09248377517459894508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6370963.post-18235243508223460872009-10-11T11:40:00.002+08:002009-10-11T12:04:17.905+08:00

Finally, craving for western food has ended and i eat everything and anything that is being served. Heh. A few more days before going back to the mother in law's place and i've yet to pack so so so many stuff. The last time i had to do packing was when the family stayed with the bro when mom was sick. After getting married, i brought back ALL my stuff from bro's place and that already took quite

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Facebook is having problem, and i so dont like it becoz i have nothing else on the internet to pass the time. :(And so, i blog. With two pillows stucked underneath my back, and legs raised above another few pillows (to prevent swelling), i sat comfortably on my bed browsing thru the net. Hubby is on OT (i hate OTs!) and so i had my laptop as my companion. With her wringgling and wringgling (she's

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Sometimes life is unpredictable and you may never know what comes next. Tho you wish everything to turn out fine, somehow or rather there are certain things that just won't turn up well. Nothing is perfect is this world, and we have to accept that.Judging from the situation i am in, i perfectly knew the meaning of that. Been there, gone thru it, and done it. At this point of time, i'd rather not

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This time raya has been the most tearful and meanigful for me. During the salam2 part, dad hugs me mentioning about me being pregnant without a mom by my side, and while he said that he was weeping uncontrollably. I knew my dad, and he is one man who does not tear easily. Seing him in the tearful condition, just made me tear even more. God knows how much i want him to be happy and peaceful in

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These days i cant help but felt a tinge of sadness. Somehow or rather images of her keep playing in my mind, and how i missed her so much. I can never explain this feeling, because it's something i cant describe in words. I dont really know when i'll get over this feeling and move on completely. Its definitely not easy, because she was the closest to me since young. I missed her smile, her

nurhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09248377517459894508noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6370963.post-24899717614629136142009-09-04T08:32:00.000+08:002009-09-04T08:40:44.888+08:00

I am on leave today and am typing an entry quickly to pass time. Having the gynae appointment later. Going with hubby, who coincidentally having an off day today. Yayyness. :)Managed to finish off some work from 7am just now. Working from home is always not easy because the resources are not available. Brought back a few documents, but those aint enough. Arghhh. Stress la fara. Sooo many things

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It's the month of Ramadhan. Alhamdulillah i have managed to fast up till today, and i pray that Allah gives me strength and courage to continue on to the rest of the days of Ramadhan insyaAllah. :)The first day of fasting, hubby and i tried cooking Carbonara for buka. Ha-ha. Which reminds me of the Karabbana story (about that later). Its our first time trying that dish, and well, its not as

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How time flies...one more week to the end of July and we'll be moving into the month of August soon...and then it will be the holy month of Ramadhan....and then Syawal...Very fast, dont u think so? hmmm...The teachers in my school has been commenting that my face looks rounder now and the aunty canteen even called me in malay "...sihat fara sekarang yer"..what can i do? I can only smile

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Isn't it frustrating trying to find things but to no avail?Isn't it frustrating that you cant remember the last time u touched it?Isn't it frustrating trying hard to remember, but u just cant?ARGHHHHHHHH.Now, i dont know where that external harddisk is. Me and hubby bought it back in February and the last time i touched it was in that month too. It cost us a few hundreds, so if it's really gone

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Hmmmmmmm?I'm back. :D I know i keep disappearing and then appear, disappear and then appear again. Thousand apologies, but time just couldnt make it for me to sit down and type a proper entry. Geeesh. Now, i dont know if there's even any reader out there becoz the same boring page has been staring back for the past 2 months. Heh.My apologies, again.:)I suddenly feel the urge to find the images

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I wished my smile is as radiant as the yellow ball.I've always felt that at the age of only 21, i've seen too many, encountered too many, and faced too many new things in life. The changes that happened has fold rapidly like a walking script. I wished, sometimes, i could be just like any other 21-year old ladies.But then again. Everything happens for a reason.And only Allah knows that.There's

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Sick.I haven been feeling good these days. The cartoon above describes just the way how i feel. But the hair's a bit uglier than mine tho.The boss smsed in the morning and said..'dont push yourself too hard'. I hope i wont, anymore.Taking a short nap soon.Take care people.

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I haven been updating myself with news lately, so when i came across this news on the net today, it caught me by surprise. I have no idea on it, and no one informed me either. As i read the news, a tear dropped as i read what she commented.[[ KUALA LUMPUR, 15 Februari 2009 ]] Sesudah menjalani pembedahan bypass jantung, Jumaat lalu, ayah penyanyi terkenal Dato' Siti Nurhaliza, Tarudin Ismail, 67

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Well, HELLO!*pops balloon*Gosh, i miss blogging! It's been really super long. Its like almost an invisible hiatus going on. Heh. Really. Sorry readers, i've been toooooooo caught up with real world, that i forget on the virtual world. My laptop cover has started to get dusty and worst thing is that, it's stuck. As in, even with a tissue, the dust stays there, on the cover. See how dusty my '

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I've always liked watching Cucuku Sayang. Dont ask me why, but i felt that it really potrays what some of the malay families are dealing with. Esp the part on the sensitivity towards the in-laws' feelings. The nenek is like my nenek...having issues of leg pain, none of the children bringing her to clinic appointments...and i shall not disclose more of that. heh.I remembered having blogging about

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It is 1.30am currently, and i am starting to pack up. I cant finish the rest of the work, coz my back is aching painfully. The whole living room is in a mess with my papers. Poor hubby, has been accompanying me from magrib just now. He's fallen asleep on the sofa, waiting for me. Grrr. Work is killing me!I've got to reach sch tmr later by 7am, because i gotta catch the kids at their first period

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Ok sorry for the lack of updates. I am swarmed (overly, massively, and hugely) with work. Sch work is killing me man. This is the busiest period of all. Think its gonna stretch for this whole Term. There's the paperwork, the updates, the payment collection, the edusave, the meetings, the logistics, the Sports carnival preparation, the PARENTS, the meetings and MUCH MUCH MUCH MOREEEE. This week, I

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Syukur alhamdulillah. It was neither Paris nor Switzerland. Neither it was Egypt nor Turkey. It was just Cameron Highlands/KL. :) Enjoyed the short trip with my dear husband. :)Enjoy the photos!=)In bus, on the way. Lost World of Tambun, @ PerakKalau suruh pose, saya nombor satu!:):))We took a short ride on this. Reminds us of OE! =pSempat amek gambar!'Sampan' cruise=)'Sampan' cruise

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I am pretty beat up. *phew*I am typing this in an unstable condition because my vision has gone bad due to a recent eye infection that has gone severe after the holiday. Talk about that later.Ok, making this a quick one- because i couldnt stand the blurrness of this eyesight. How long did i left this blog? Hmmm. Mind you fad, pandai2 kamu mangata orang hah. Ciss debah. So the major update, which

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The purple trays are in, and i couldnt stop gazing at them. The magical touch of that particular aunty from my contact list really do wonders. I loved it! Personally i felt that this is much much nicer than last year's (different person). I practically have a hard time to sleep last nite because i cant stop snapping pictures of them. Ok bedek sey fara. Heh. It was hard to sleep mainly because the

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These days, have been tiring. There are eyebags like the panda eyes. I think i need thick foundation and blusher this weekend to cover these black shadows. The room is almost ready, but the house is not. Living room is still in a mess with boxes, plastics and everything. Not having the mood to report to work but have to. I've yet to finalise the CCAs for next year, but somehow i cant because no

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It is at this point of time that i CANNOT, let me repeat again, i CANNOT put on weight. But somehow or rather, that dish looks delicious, that chocolates looks tempting and that epok2 seems to be just inviting...Arghhhhhhhhhhh.On another note, its the school holidays for pri sch kids! Like finally!I need to relax and smile as wide as i can, like this mini tennis ball i found in my drawer. Must be

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The night before i turned 21, i had trouble sleeping. The clock was ticking away, but i was still hugging my pillows, eyes watery. I only had one wish..."To see her in my dreams...and do what i did over the pass 7th Novembers in my life....that is to hug and kiss her cheeks.".....................Nevetheless, i was glad and happy to receive a surprise from the family and him. Tho there were major

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I think this is the latest i can get. Leaving school at 8.30pm. The whole place was practically dark and quiet, but luckily the vp was still around. Yesterday was 7.30pm, and the day before was 6.30pm. There's a pattern going on there...Workload is getting heavy and heavy and heavy. I almost give up taking calls from parents. I see through SO many profiles and behaviours of parents. I didnt know

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It's a saturday, and i've been waiting for it. A break! I need a break. heh. I got an email from someone warning about something which i did. Geee. I didnt noe what i did wasn't supposed to be that way. Thought it was ok to announce something via a mass email. Apprarently not. Geee. Wasnt feeling really good upon reading that mail from him. Confidence level gone 10 percent down. Heh. Its ok, its

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It has been 12 days....but i hope its not too late.Salam Aidilfitri to all muslims!:DThe blog's been empty these few weeks. Too many things, too little time. What to do? Never mind lahhh. Sheesh.Syawal been pretty good alhamdulillah, amidst with all the tiredness. The morning of first Syawal, i woke up at 6am to see my dad fully dressed in his jubah and kopiah, ready to go to the mosque. Was left

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A quick entry. One which is very long overdue. I know.I've been overloaded. Like really, OVERLOADED. Phew. I never knew working in a school might be like this. I'm like halves of everybody there. I do admin, i do relief classes, i do printing, i bring kids to bowling, i helped parent volunteers, i sourced out childrens' day gifts, i took their height weight measurements, i answered calls on

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Ramadhan is here.Syukur kita diketemukan sekali lagi.:)It is at this point where memories starts to fill in, and it happened without the need to recall. The nights where we would rush for Terawih prayers together, and at times got scolded by her for being late. Upon reaching al-iman, we would chop a familiar corner and sit closely to each other, taking care of each others' bags. We would be

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Work is piling up. It's going to be term break soon, so we've got to start planning for Term 4 CCA programme. To be liasing with the teachers on my own was a difficult task. The HOD lady is going for maternity leave soon. I visualise myself scratching my head in office, and hiding behind the laptop. And so I missed out on the bootcamp for my batch. They're having it this weekend, but it falls on

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Mahar Cinta - Devotees"Sedang khayalan tak menjanjikan segunung kebahagiaan,Sebagai mahar hantaran..."

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Kelemahan seorang wanita, mungkin adalah kekuatan seorang lelaki.Manakala kelemahan seorang lelaki,mungkin pula menjadi kekuatan seorang wanita.Kita mungkin rasa yg terbaik itu adalah utk kita,Walhal Tuhan menentukan segalanya.Mungkin juga yg buruk bagi kita adalah yg terbaik bagi kita, Manakala yg baik bagi kita, mungkin pula buruk bagi kita.Yg tersimpan sering disalah erti,Yg menyimpan sering

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Conflicts1. To come into collision or disagreement; - Be contradictory, at variance, or in opposition; - Clash: The account of one eyewitness conflicted with that of the other. 2. To fight or contend; - Do battle. 3. A fight, battle, or struggle, - A prolonged struggle; strife. 4. Controversy; - Quarrel: conflicts between parties. 5. Discord of action, feeling, or effect; - Antagonism or

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Does planning means impatience? Sometimes i wonder if i am doing things for real. I dont know if i am living in my own world, or i am creating my own fantasy world. It seems that no one seems to see points from my view, and i am not able to let my real message across people. Often get misunderstood by people, or vice versa. Is it my words, my thinking or just ME? Maybe it is me afterall.After

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I survived through the dinner at Swissotel, The Stamford. Dropped at Maulana for Magrib before heading to Swissotel at City Hall. Was almost an hour late, but had no choice as they had no extra rooms for prayers over there. The teachers wore glamorous suits and gowns, and they all looked different that night. I was seated at the Muslim table, consisting of 6 guys and 4 ladies. Had a lift home by

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Flashbacks. Tonight was one of those nights which i just had to flip through the mobile phone to look at her images. The tears flowed and it just couldnt stop flowing. Suddenly i feel so lonely.So much than before....Work has been able to keep myself occupied- in the day at least. But night comes, and i caught myself in this situation. I wished that days dont have to end so that i wouldnt feel so

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I am starting to feel stress about work.But i dont know who to share with.It has been a while since i hear my phone rings at the chorus of this song.reminisces and misses.empty

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Its been a week...................Pretty much be able to take it in....alhamdulillah. Wouldnt be able to without the constant support and prayers by friends and family. Syukran to all.Couldnt deny the large wave of sadness i felt whenever i'm alone in the bus or train. Somehow or rather, i'm still having the difficulty to sink into reality. It's hard. I dont know when i'll be able to let go of

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15hb Rejab 1429HHari yg bersejarah buat diriku."Tiap-tiap yang berjiwa akan merasakan mati. Kami akan menguji kamu dengan keburukan dan kebaikan sebagai cobaan (yang sebenar-benarnya). Dan hanya kepada Kami lah kamu dikembalikan"- 21:35 "Telah kau telan lara,Dan terima segala,Dugaan dan badai yang melanda,Duhai ibu..."Reminiscing of the past.Remember the day i had fever, you soaked my whole body

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I am unable to get rid of this apprehensive feeling.Oh. Pls. Help.Was changed to another government-aided school, and i cannot help but groan at the final last-minute posting. No doubt it is quite near, and i am thankful for that. But somehow, i am apprehensive of my tasks there. The description given was like a total opposite of my introvert character. I was told again and again by the other

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Goodbyes. Are never easy?1st July (Tue) was my last day at (insert company name) Engineering Works Pte Ltd. I grab the opportunity to take some pics with the colleague. On 5th July (Sat), i came back for a last round of handover and took some pics again.This was my first permanent company, which has willingly took me in as their staff when i had no experience, other than my poly attachment

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Sometimes we may not know that our presence might be a hindrance towards others' journey and goals. If it is for the best, i shall leave the dreams hanging. "Wahai hati,Angan-anganmu terlalu tinggi.. Yg digapai sukar digenggam,Yg dicapai tak pasti dapat digenggam..."empty?

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Sometimes it is best to ignore than take notice. That, is in general.Ive got 2.5 more days left at the company. That'll be next mon, tue and finally sat. The new gerl is a pure Indian, and at times i had trouble understanding her. She's a PR, and living around my bro's area! What a small world..Teaching her for the past week sort of bonded us, so we had chats here and there about our personal

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"Ibarat layunya sekuntum bunga yg sedang mekar..Gugurnya kepingan bunga yg selama ini dibaja dan disemai dgn rapi.....Di manakah silapnya?"-------why?

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Sometimes it is easier said than done. We often tell ourselves to do the right thing, but we keep forgetting. We might or might not have the knowledge. But eventually when something falls or happens, we forgotten all about it.And then sometimes....i wish i could be like a guy. One who doesnt have to be too emotional, one who doesnt have to cry so much to sleep, one who doesnt have to feel so down

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After almost a year.....finally. :DEver since my previous laptop crashed (april 07 to be exact), ive been depending on sis's laptop and the office pc. Ive never had a home pc before. So all my stuff have always been kept at either the office pc, or i'll dump it in sis's laptop. Its difficult, because nowadays you need the emails, the internet etc etc to access info and lots more.So on thursday i

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I am typing in the middle of internet job-hunting during my lunch hour. About 2 weeks plus to go.:)The packing needs to be done soon. I have my notepads from home, newspapers, magazines which i dumped in one of the drawers. Heh. Soon, when i've got the time.Advertisement for my post has been out for 2 days, yet none has come for interview. The leader wants a local, but the application attracts

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It has been quite some time. I have reached to the point where i am completely clueless on what to write on my own blog. To potray out my feelings would be a little wordy. To share my everyday life would be a little bit boring. So i chosed to keep silent for a while.Alhamdulillah, mom's at home now. We'll discharge her from the hospice by end of this weekend. We had to come to a conclusion to

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I am left with nothing else to update.Every passing moment is a precious time for us, the family. Have you ever felt like this before? The feeling of scared, insecured and totally just afraid of what will come next. This shouldnt be the way, because we were taught to be positive-minded, and feel blessed with what is given, even if it is just for a moment. But it isnt easy than what is being said.

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Mother's day in hospital was spent just nice.:)Sis and bro bought mom flowers and biscuits and crackers. I bought mom a cute heart-shaped pillow. I know she'll love it because she needs company at night apart from the hard pillow that they provided. heh. Bought for his mom a tiny brooch. Hope she likes it. And of all colours, it's purple! heh. He helped me chosed, so i guess it'll be ok. =)The

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I am in the craving mode for Nasi Goreng Padprik.I'll head down to east again one day.o_OHospice; –noun A health-care facility for the terminally ill that emphasizes pain control and emotional / spiritual support for the patient and family, typically refraining from taking extraordinary measures to prolong life. Spiritual support......hmmmmm...Only after given the brochure, was when i realised

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Decision and more decisions.Life is always about decisions and choices ya?Bumped into een today at the interchange.Its been long galfren yerh? Hope the rest are doing fine too.:)Mom's been in hosp for almost a week plus. These days i cant afford to leave the workplace late, coz i'll end up reaching at the hosp late. And if i'm late, mom will get grumpy and whiny. Sometimes dad and i had to

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I know i must persevere............................Thanks fad.*hugs*Fad has posted a very funny short story, which made me smile my first one for today. Enjoy.(:------LURP LETTERTijah budak kampung, tapi bekerja di Kuala Lumpur . Biasalah bila sudah duduk 'town', mula lupa asal usul. Pakaian seksi maut, bercinta pula dgn lelaki mat saleh. Ke hulu ke hilir menayang boyfriendnya yg bermata

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These few days i kept bumping into old friends.These flashbacks of the past keep appearing whenever i bumped into one of them. For a split second, i was frowning whenever an old memory apperead in the head. Funny how our mind works.The other day i bumped into a few poly friends. The girls, i'll shriek and hug. The guys, i'll wave and smile. Whoever guys my age that i bumped into, seems to be in

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Back.Syukur.:)An old article which i saved in the office pc for quite some time. Thought i could copy and paste over here.=) ASAS MENJALIN HUBUNGAN 1. Setiap insan ada jodoh atau pasangan yang menanti dan biasanya ia berada tidak jauh daripada anda.2. Jodoh itu ketentuan Allah dan kita wajib berusaha. Doa, usaha yang betul dan bersungguh-sungguh disertai dengan tawakal, insya-Allah akan menemukan

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HibernationSo why does your pride make you run and hide?Are you that afraid of me? But I know it's a lie what you keep inside,This is not how you wanted to be.If you think I'm fine it just aint true.You could have let me know.

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Last night, i tossed and turned on bed. Sleep was hard. I was tired, but sleep was just getting harder. If you were me, what would you do?I got back my handphone from Nokia Center. I stared a million seconds at my handphone before hearing the favourite song. In the darkness of the night, i started to wonder. A : Ever wonder WHY?B : No, i dont. Yet how can i, if everything's unclear?A : Never ask?

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There is no giant step that does it.It's a lot of little steps...Persevere.The phones wont stop ringing.I wish i could switch the office phones to silent mode.o_OI wonder how everyone else is doing.If we could at least communicate via blogging or journals, wouldnt that be nice.To see the highlights of our individual lives- what we are achieving, our inspirations, thoughts and lots more...:)

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Am getting addicted to this song..Nice one.:)"Kau rinduku, jiwaku indah memanggilmu dirimu...Mataku terbangun untuk menanti...menantimu..."How can a song actually brings a smile to your face, you would ask? Well, surely all songs has its own memories ya? This one reminds me of a guy who dedicated the song to his gf whom he's having a timeoff with. And coincidentally, it happened when he has to be

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What do you get when you combine Chipmunk and Usah Lepaskan by Taufik Batisah?:pTry it, go press the Play button!I am in need of something to make myself awake to finish off my system test plan and cases on sis's laptop. So hear is what i got.*giggles*Time to hit the pillows soon.zzzzz.

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These days feeling lethargic overcomes the body.Perhaps the lacking of water and nutrients?I still cant erase an embarassing memory which happened weeks ago on my way to work. A sleepy morning forced me to fall asleep on the bus despite hating the bumpy rides. My paper bag consisting of a dozen packet of biscuits fall onto the bus floor, creating attention to the rest of the bus passengers. I

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"Dan sungguh Kami berikan sedikit cubaan kepadamu, dengan sedikit ketakutan, kelaparan, kekurangan harta, jiwa dan buah-buahan. Dan berilah berita gembira kepada orang-orang yang sabar"After a week in SGH, mom finally gets discharged. Syukur alhamdulillah. Doc's giving the best that they can. Medications, pills, injections, X-rays, CT scans, MRI scans etc. I still believe the most powerful tool

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Ujian itu menguatkan lagi iman kita.Setiap yg berlaku, pasti ada hikmahnya...I couldnt describe the moments that she has to go through now. A brief glance at her, already puts my eyes close to tears. The longer i looked at her, the more my heart aches. I dont know whether i am prepared for reality. Bro said she has to know the reality. He didnt noe that his own sister is still struggling to

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A good read, taken from a good friend's journal.:)The only being who deserves absolute love is Allah, who created us all. Allah brought us into existence, proffered us with the countless blessings we enjoy, showed us the way, and promised us everlasting paradise. He helps us out of every anxiety and graciously hears our every call. He who feeds us until we are satisfied, cures us when we are ill

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This feeling came back.You never fail to put me in this position.Rasakan abadiSekalipun kau mengertiSekalipun kau pahamiKu pikir ku salah mengertimuAm trying to lay still in a brief ray of light.Tho i dont know till when it will last long.Numbed, is the word.Aku hanya ingin kau tahuBesarnya cintakuTingginya khayalku bersamamuTuk lalui waktu yang tersisa kiniDi setiap harikuDi sisa akhir nafas

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Bad bad morning today.Rushing Commuters part 2. ;/This time a lady's head knocked hard onto my head. Was changing MRT at Jurong, when an indian guy rushed infront and accidentally bumped hard onto a lady, whose head then knocked onto my head. I was so shocked. Was like a morning wakeup bump from the sleepy morning journey. An embarassing one. Another guy in his mid-twenties smiled at me after

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The one-day training course at Lavender was a great escape from office. Hur hur. The interesting part was the lunch treat we had. A full plate of delicious Nasi Ayam Penyet. Hohoho. I was just craving for that last week, so there we go. Not bad. Go and try Lavender's Chicken Rice ya. :)I'm having a slight headache, and this affects the eye vision. Just a simple task of filing feels like heavy coz

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A dinner which i had longed for.:)Mine was Pasta, him salmon fish n french fries. Together, chocolate milkshake - our favourite!:DDSo MSS AGM looked good. Congratulations for the new excos and also to the previous batch. Next up i heard is OE? Enjoy ya peeps. :)Noi's goig back to Australia this week. It seemed so fast! Just few weeks ago we met up for dinner, and now she has to go back... Well

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I think this is one of the lowest moment of my current job. To be handling new software system, one hardware system, rectify the problems (alone without any internal discussion), create new ideas, solve the current bugs, chase vendors & programmers for help, got blamed for dragging the project, handle a project invoice, did a mistake in another invoice, almost got into a quarrel with a colleague,

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The dragon came into my office! It made 2 rounds at everyone's desk and then it dances and dances...Bunyi dungdungchey sungguh lah bising.Aduhhhh...Colleague told me that Lau Pan ordered this for the 'Aura' of Good Luck and Prosperity. Hmmmmm. Business technique kot?Having dinner with close mates after work later.It's time to press the juices out of the fruit.Huh?I wanna go for more rides

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Finally its back to work today. Such an irony coz when the holiday stretched too long, it makes me uneasy. Was finding many ideas to fill up the time, coz i was simply bored at home. Apart from everyone else being busy, the shopping ctrs and places are closed too. Sigh.Had a trip down East Coast, and i gave myself a first fall when i tried cycling. In case any of u didnt noe, i completely dont

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Happy holidays people.Abu Hurairah melaporkan, Nabi Muhammad s.a.w pernah berkata, "Ada tujuh kategori manusia yg mendapat naungan daripada Allah pada Hari Kiamat. Mereka adalah pemimpin yg adil, pemuda yg sejak kecil sudah beribadat kepada Allah, org yg hatinya terpaut pada masji-masjid, dua individu yg saling kasih-mengasihi, berkumpul dan berpisah kerana Allah, lelaki yg dipikat oleh wanita yg

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Work drives out all of these feelings away. At every corner of my life, I will not escape this. As much as I want to run away from it, I cant. Because everyone is bound to face different colours and shapes of their own tests. Challenges are likely to happen in every single moment. We were sent down on earth for a purpose and Allah has given this. Surely, this is a test of patience. Oh how much

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Note to self.Sometimes we forget to appreciate what we have in life.Daripada Abu Hurairah r.a, Nabi s.a.w bersabda:"Lihatlah kepada orang yang lebih bawah daripada kamu, dan janganlah kamu melihat orang yang lebih tinggi daripada kamu; ianya lebih wajar, agar kamu tidak memperkecilkan nikmat Allah..."(Riwayat Muslim):)

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Joy.Iced chocolate. Hot crispy twister fries. Peace. Comfortness. Your jacket.A simple weekend.Simply memorable.=p-----Yesterday was the first time in my entire life getting a big box of mandarin oranges for free. Haha! Lau pan gave the office staff one big box each. Was a tad too heavy to bring back home by bus, so i dialled bro for a last minute service help. Heh. Sis was shocked to see such a

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Maybe its time for me to take a step backwards.Being myself creates trouble.The heart has more words, than words.

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Can you imagine someone having ice-cream crackers as her lunch? (Alahh...yg jual kat Sheng Shiong tu. Yg bleh mintak aunty letak satu packet satu dolar tuu.)=pFyi, i'm alone and the office is all for myself at this moment. Laupan plus the rest of them has gone out for a retreat at the nearby Country Club for lunch in celebration of a 4D-Toto strike. -insertyourownthoughts-Speaking of makan

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I finally had a chance to drop by Tangs after almost a year of not going into the place. Too many memories of Final Yr Project lah. Heh. Was keeping a lookout on any of the familiar cashiers or IT staff, but i guess everyone's gone home. So thank you Fad, for accepting the offer to accompany your long-lost buddy for a round of gift-finding adventure. Kak Ain's bday always left me with zero ideas

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A morning with rushing commuters on the mrt & lrt really dampens the mood. I really dont get it. Everyone is late, agreed. But there's no reason to push here and there. The impact of getting pushed doesnt really give a good feeling. What irritates me most is when that person acted as if there's absolutely nothing wrong. Dah tolak orang, dah tu die buat muka selamba.Tak ke geram namanyer tuh?-___-

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SemalamDia menggamit rasa rindu tatkala melihat dan dilihatSaat yg sementara, tetapi begitu berhargaDirempuh liku-liku sebuah pantaiDirempuh jalan-jalan sebuah pulauOh indahnya dunia terasa...SemalamDeraian tawa menghiasi ruang udara sebuah pulauDirasakan diri begitu bahagiaDirasakan diri amat gembiraKenangan lucu bersemi antara tiga insanTetap dikenang..Tetap disemai..SelepasMemori indah

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Selamat Menyambut Tahun Baru Hijrah Yg ke- 1429."Saat orang mukmin tertimpa musibah, ia sedar kalau dirinya sekadar seorang hamba, yang tidak mungkin menolak kehendak Rabbnya..."Semoga hari-hari yg akan datang bakal ditempuhi dengan penuh kesabaran, keimanan dan ketaqwaan.:)

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Ever since year 08 started, paperwork in office has increased. It doesnt help when the only copier that exist there was down. It too, must have been too tired to respond any further. I didnt know since when the task of calling the service was shifted to mine. Well, ok nevermind about that. I think they'll shift every other thing to me.Oh nevermind.Few more months to a year. 0_oThe mind have been

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Hello 2008.New year's here and everyone's with new resolutions. Its a good start to begin with of course, with the mood of rejoice, determination and setting new goals. But well, resolutions can always be made at any point of time in your life. When and where, it all depends on you, and the period you gave for your goals.:)Me, on the other hand? When the clock strikes midnite, when everyone's

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