good job boys!

Labels: - Sunday, December 26, 2010

let's get this straight.. i'm not a big football fan.. and its not just because i'm a girl because i do know lots of girls who are way more fanatic than boys can be... maybe because i don't really get the point of the whole game...

i mean, i get the kicking the ball from one side to the other, the goaling and basics but i mean i could never understand the craziness and obsession people have about a ball... blame it on the no brothers i guess.. even abah only watches a game or two sometimes (he's more of a badminton and sepak takraw fan)

i think everyone around me knows how not 'sportsy' i am...and i'm using the term very lightly... one of my biggest fears are balls.. literally balls... be it netball, basketball, football, handball.. name any game that has the suffix ball at the end and i'm officially scared.. u must be thinking, wow she must have had a really bad experience with balls... sadly... i don't have any such experience to share.. i'm just scared of them, no reason...

but last night.. last night i did watch the match Malaysia vs Indonesia.. and i have to admit it was spectacular... seeing my country boys beating the Indonesian 3-0...that was just a crazy.. i mean again i have to admit i didn't know that they had it in them... getting beaten in the preliminary rounds 5-1 doesn't give someone like me that much confidence to support the boys...

alas they have proven...the patriotic side in me (which i guess forms a big part of me) was jumping we joy... at each three goals i shouted 'Goal' and 'yes' and 'cantek' just like an avid football fan would... well honestly according to my sister i was actually shouting throughout the whole game... not shouting curses though, rather shouting in fear everytime the ball was near our goalpost...and everytime that Khairul Fahmi (our goalkeeper) did an awesome job of protecting it...

just one thing that actually shook my patriotic streak.. unfortunate to say there was some Malaysian fans that using abah's term 'tak sekolah punya orang'... the incident of lasering Indonesian players... i mean how much more stupid could you get... have you no confidence at all for the boys... at least give our boys a chance to play with pride...not with the help of stupid lasers...gosh... balik sekolah belajar sivik ajelah org macam ni...

i wouldn't say now i'm a convert... but i have fallen in love with the boys (it does help that there are some really handsome and cute ones)... i now 'partly' understand the obsession behind the game... each single goal was worth more than money could buy because that pride and joy that the boys gave us, i can't even put that into words... they've made the country proud... i know its too early to judge.. there's still the second leg in Indonesia and I really hope they do well over there...

i wish they would have worn yellow... brings the Harimau Malaya out more

on a personal note, i've added "a good sportsman or at least can play good football" on my potential husband-to-be list... i mean, reiterating the fact that i'm not a good sportswoman (a totally lame one if u ask me) i think i'll be needing a good one by my side.. if only to teach my kids to play :)

p/s off to holiday.. nak pi utara na...

kurung merah jambu

Labels: - Thursday, December 23, 2010

i'm feeling really proud of myself... see, i've taken up something new! alright, i'm bluffing, i didn't actually take it up rather being 'forced upon' by mama to take up a new thing which is sewing...

yes, you heard me loud and clear...sewing, historically, a must have skill for every young girl and a pre-requisite before meeting your future mother-in-law... an activity that in this current time and age is seeing the furry lights of extinction... but which i took upon as a challenge, to finish my personal own pair of baju kurung...

fortunately, my granny, Mak Semah was around to show me the way... she even shared the story of how during the world war II, when there was no threads (benang) to be used, people those days had to use pineapple leaves that were soaked to make threads... epic....

first step, Mak Semah helping to measure and cut the material


that's me sewing the pieces together


this is called jahit tepi, where we trim the edges off


the hardest part that took me 2 days, 'menikam' tulang belut and 'menyembat'


tada.... the finish product

now i know why tailors charge more than RM35 for a basic baju kurung... it really takes a lot of patience and frustration to get it right...when will i make my next pair..hmmm.. we'll just have to see about that shall we...

p/s huge congrats to my sis kak chik for her 9A's in PMR...

Ku nanti jemputanmu

- Thursday, December 16, 2010

banyak benda dalam dunia ni, kita rasa dah nak dekat dah dengan kita, dah nak sampai dah ke tangan kita, tapi kita selalu lupa, keputusan akhir sentiasa ada di tangan-Nya...

begitulah yg dirasai saya sekeluarga.. mengikut perancangannya, insyaAllah minggu depan kami akan bertolak ke Jeddah untuk memulakan ibadah umrah selama 13 hari, 11 malam....

tapi takdir Allah yang menentukan segalanya.. tak sampai seminggu sebelum tarikh bertolak, travel agency memberitakan yang visa ziarah ditolak kerajaan Arab Saudi kerana beberapa masalah..

bukan kami je yang tak dapat pergi, malah semua rakyat Malaysia dan negara2 lain juga ditolak visanya kerana kerajaan Arab Saudi ingin 'membersihkan' kota Mekah dari pendatang2 asing yang menbanjiri kota suci...

dalam hati ada rasa sedih, rasa helpless juga hopeless.. banyak sebenarnya benda yang telah saya rancangakan.. list doa saya bertambah setiap hari.. doa untuk diri, keluarga, kawan2, kerjaya dan jodoh...

mulanya bila mama beritahu yang kami akan buat Umrah sekitar bulan 9 dulu, saya tak adalah rasa apa2 sangat.. gembira memanglah gembira tapi belumlah tergambar keseronokan sebenar yang dok diperkatakan orang tentang umrah ni..

cuma bila mengikut 2 kursus umrah barulah rasa nak pergi tu berkobar2 sangat... perasaan tak sabar melihat kaabah masjidilharam, masjid nabawi dengan mata sendiri, bertawaf dan bersaie, berdoa di Raudhah, Multazam dan Hijir Ismail serta menitip salam di Maqam Nabi dan Baqi'...

malah dengan tahap imaginasi saya yang over ni, saya terbayang bertemu jodoh di pintu Masjidilharam seperti dalam novel 'Adam dan Hawa' (walaupunlah kurang logiknya angan saya ni)

walaumacam mana pun,saya ingat kata2 ustaz ketika kursus... lainnya ibadah Haji dan Umrah ni adalah kerana ini ajelah ibadah yang tempatnya khusus, tak seperti solat, puasa dan zakat yang boleh dilakukan di mana2, Haji dan Umrah hanya boleh dilakukan di Mekah sahaja..

maka istimewanya ibadah ini adalah kerana ia di dasarkan atas jemputan ALLAH Taala sahaja... Bila Allah sendiri yang menjemput kita ke Rumah-Nya, barulah kita diizinkan pergi.. tak kiralah berapa banyak duit yang kita ada, org besar mana yg kita kenal atau persediaan banyak mana yang kita dah buat, kalau Allah belum lagi nak jemput kita, pastilah takkan sampai pun kita..

jadi sekarang, kata Abah, kita anggap ajelah bukan rezeki kita.. esok2 bila Allah nak jemput kita lagi, dengan izinnya kita dapat pergi juga insyaAllah...mungkin itu lebih baik buat kami sekeluarga......

insyaAllah satu hari nanti, sampai juga kami sekeluarga... nantikan kami ye..

hmm, manalah tahu lepas kahwin suami nak hadiahkan honeymoon sambil buat Umrah..bestnye :)


along's e-day

- Monday, December 13, 2010

Alhamdulillah, selesai dah majlis bertunang along, my older sister... for the past weeks its been one of the major topics discussed in our household - the other topics includes kejadian severe diarrhea atau dalam bahasa family kitorg 'menceretan' yang berlanjutan selama seminggu sebab tersalah makan (mangsa utama, myself and bakal penunang, along). Syukur semuanya selamat dijalankan dan along kini bergelar tunang orang.


along, si penunang

hantaran yg disiapkan mak su

bakal abang iparku yang tak berapa tahu malu

our family minus kak lang (sorry lang)

tapikan, satu je yang saya tak berapa best (on my half lah)... disebabkan nilah masanya semua sedara-mara berkumpul, semuanya tanya soklan yang sama je....angah biler lagi???
alamak makcik, pakcik sepupu sepapatku semua... angah lama lagi kot... calun pun tarak lagi....hehe

p/s fiancee dalam bahasa melayu apa? Penunang? Tunangan?


15 again

Labels: - Friday, December 3, 2010

my sister, kak chik, the fourth one, she's 15... that's 6 years apart from me... being home, being here for her, makes me reminiscent on my days when I was 15.. if u ask me, i think 15 is a pretty cool age to be..

when you're 15, boys seem to be a really big deal... your girlfriends talk about them constantly, you talk about them constantly... i don't know what 15 year old boys think about but i could pretty much take a big guess that girls must be a really huge part of it...

when you're 15, relationship seems to be the 'it' thing... everyone has a 'couple'.. even if it isn't declared yet, gossip just flows around... and its not even about having someone you like or not, its about having that someone, even if its just so that you don't get left out..

when you're 15, looks are the utmost important... well, maybe not to all, but this is about the time, the fashionista girl and the macho guy is born... you fuss about the new pimple, the recent hair growth (if it hasn't started from 13 yet).. so then you experiment on facial product, hair product and every other product there is....

when you're 15, responsibility seems like a really foreign word.. it bears not that much of a significance.. not when money comes easy (mom n dad) and life just appears to be about existing and enjoying... the only biggest responsibility that you have is your room and maybe your grades...

when you're 15, life doesn't seem that bad....not utterly great, but not too bad... at school, you're neither the youngest nor the oldest... at home, your parents don't treat you like little kids nor do they treat you like adults...

when i was 15, i was neither clever not stupid, neither pretty nor ugly, neither famous nor loner... i had success and failure, relationships that were both good and bad , both friends and enemies...

now that i'm 21, if i could turn back time and be 15 again, i don't think there's much that i would change.... the cliche would be that 'what i did in the pass shapes the person i am now'... i would love to not be a cliche, but cliches become cliches for a reason, and in my case, i'm happy settling to be a cliche....

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